The final gasp of humanity sparked weakly in the emerging
dragons mind.
"You are what you think you are"
and images of standing on two legs and having fur and suckling
warm blooded younf two legged things briefly flickered
in Marcellines changing mind.
Had Nicolai kept that sword,that shiny jewelled dangerous sword sheathed
likely Marcelline could have struggled back to her
humanity.
Alas he didn't and out came the sword
and Marcelline backed away several feet towards the
pedestal,which just happened to be surrounded bydungeon
walls with serpentine shapes carved on them.
Marcelline glowered both with rage and fright at the both
tantalizingly attractive yet dangerous object Nicolai held in both hands.
Marcelline put a scaly hand to her human eyes to protect herself
and hissed.
Her dragon muscles began to bulge at the same time as a new heat seemed to pour out of her torso through her scales.
The images of being a weak pathetic human thing on two legs
that needed glasses to see clearly began to dissolve as Marcellines spine
began to stretch even more.
The changes came in a rush and before Nicolai could cry in dismay
or even a warning Marcelline was down on all fours ,her tattered human robes slipping off a dragons body that was becoming more feral and dragonnishly big by the second.
Bones creaked and strengrhened,tail,wing and neck stretched out as well
and that dragon head got even tootier as sharp little ivory
daggers grew and multipleed in the dragons blackening gums.
Finally it was done and a feral thirty foot long from her snout to her tail barb dragoness stood there.
It roared then attacked the object of its hatred
not Nicolai
but the sword he held.
Luckily for him he dropped the sword and the scaly horror leapt
apon the sword and batted it back to behind the pedestal
what the dragoness now viewed as the entrance way to her
lair.
She ignored the others and curled herself around the pedastel
and gazed at the others through yellow slitted eyes with a
predatory animals intelligence