So Lyra woke up from whatever state she had been in
with absolutely no recollection of encountering a woman
by a tomb,and certainly no memory of the womans transformation and the aftermath.
Her clothes were torn and there were mysterious smears
of blood on them but since this was a dungeon filled with curses
and traps and kobbolds,Lyra wrote off the warnings s just a
weird part of the dungeons ambiance.
She checked around,found her backpack lying nearby and
soon had on her second backup set of robes amd garments.
Then she got back on her way and soon was out of the ruined
Cathedral of Dragon Gargoyles and found Thalya a short ways
down one of the tunnels that exited the Cathedral.
The mage,thinking Lyra had gotten out first,had already left the
Gargoyle Cathedral,but had left a trail of stone pebbles to mark
the trail she was in.
So the two reunited and continued on their way for the
next few hours till they came to the Dragon Statue Cavern.
Just as described it was a cavern with a human sized statue of
a feral male dragon in the center of the cavern,upright on
its hind legs,its phallus in obvious view jutting in front of its
crotch.
Thalya was certainly aroused by the risqué nature of the
statue but Lyra just wanted to get out of that cavern,as she
seemed to be coming down with a mild temperature.
So they continued,looking for a pool of water or stream,but
there was none.
So in the end they found a small cave with some mummified elven soldiers piled to one side and made camp there
for the night.
Lyra still had a bit of a temperature but she wasn't going to tell
Thalya that .
Soon both girls were in their bedrolls and furs and asleep.
9 bells passed
10 bells passed
11 bells passed
12 bells passed The Midnight Hour
It was on the 13th bell that Lyra woke up from her sleep
her body seemingly on fire,even though there were no flames.
Beside her the mage slept on soundly.
Lyra's burning body was more then the apprentice could bear
and she staggered out of that cave,desperately looking for a
pool or stream of water to cool herself down.
There was none but she could sense a cool coldness
coming from the direction the two girls had come hours earlier.
Lyra staggered along,her burning heat seemingly getting even hotter as she headed back .
It was coming from the Dragon Statue Cavern
and specifically from the icy cold phallus of the statue.There was
already frost lining its spiky member.
Lyra groaned as she realized that her survival in the next
short while counted on her performing a obscene act
with that statue.
However it was a live or death situation and so she got
down on her hands and knees and opened her mouth wide
and forced herself to engorge the statues ice cold phallus.
A 'magical switch" had been connected and as Lyra engaged she
began to feel a awakening sexual arousal.
The heat in her body didn't lesson but it seemed less
painful as she felt the first tingles of cold weakly enter her.
What Lyra didn't notice was that her own body was slowly
changing,first at her jaws and nose,where the magics slowly flattened out her nose as her jaws lengthened,her face becoming more of a reptilian snout the longer she engaged.
The changes flowed down from her emerging dragons snout,
slowly flattened her forehead into a more beastly brutish countenance,then began stretching out her lengthening neck,deepening rib cage,lengthenong spine.Her forming tail happened about the same toime both she and the dragon statue began to grow in size,then her legs and arms grew and swelled
as fiery orange scales began to sprout along her thickening darkening hide.
It was around the time the apprentice turning dragon
realized she had a snout that she tried to pull it away and off the cursed phallus but by that point the spikes had dug into the roof of her lengthening mouth and the soon to be dragoness couldn't disengage.
Then came the wet tering of Lyra's wings emerging from her back and the spikes raced up and down the dragoness's length as her four horns spiralled into existence.
Finally the dragoness managed to get the 'plug' out of her
mouth that that merely
allowed her bottled up inner dragon fires to spew forth from her nostrils and snout.
She roared in distress as she whipped about her long neck and even longer tail,but it was too late....