Take the power I offer, the voice whispers to your mind.
Your breath comes in heaving gasps as you fight against the stabbing pain. You feel as though your back will explode. Somehow, your shoulder blades are separating themselves, forcing their way out through your skin. Your hair, billowing into a mane of animated spun gold tinged with the red of your scales, flows down beyond your firmer ass. Altering vision betrays the forming slits of your yellow reptilian eyes.
“What’s…what are you…doing to me?” You look again at the crimson scales of your hand, now thicker and working their way up your arm. You feel muscles bulging with their flow, as webbing connects your thickly-clawed fingers. Pressure in your spine reaches critical mass, as your thick reptilian tail, tipped with deadly spines, snakes from your back. It would be unbearable, were it not for the alteration of your moist vagina into a scaly, horizontal slit. You moan in deep rumbles as it ripples pleasure through your body, and work your thicker clit with your clawed digits.
I am giving you control of my power, the magic I possess, as required to the one who finds me.
A sudden growth spurt seizes you up, followed by three more. Each time, you grow larger and bulkier, straining and destroying your clothes as your now-completely scaly body expands to over ten feet tall. Strangely, you still possess human breasts, though they are now scaled, down to the nipples. You stand on your haunches, two clawed toes bracing you in front, coupled with a single claw from your heels. Still, you bellow in bliss, as your transforming body rolls closer to your first inhuman orgasm.
However, humans were never meant to wield such power.
You feel your ears stretch and fan, cresting as bone grows through your temples. A rack of six straight horns extends diagonally backwards, even as your jaw stretches in the opposite direction. Thick talons extend outward from your elbows and knees. Scales on your back part, freeing the slowly unfolding cartilage that will become a pair of wings. A fierce internal blaze wells up within you, forcing wisps of smoke from your wider nostrils with each exhalation.
Dragons, however, can. Consider this a compromise.
Your fanged jaws push further forward, coupled by the stretching of your neck. Vertebrae bend and twist in impossible ways, giving you a two-foot long snakelike neck as your strong wings unfurl. At last, your vaginal muscles clench, forcing you to a roaring orgasm. You launch a pillar of flame into the air, a herald of your draconic rebirth.
You are now a half-dragoness, it says. A perfect merging of human and dragon.
A burning sensation forms above your scaly breasts. You crane your flexible neck to see the insignia of the medallion emblazon itself into your scales.
“This…is wonderful.” Your voice booms across the countryside.
Now, you will need to take a mate. The next human that you couple with will become a half-dragon, like yourself. Together, you will help to re-awaken dragonkind. Once you do so, you may become complete dragons, should you so desire.