A wry smile crosses your lips as you set your tiny dragoness on the floor again. She looks up at you cutely with her hands held against her chest, forcing her plump breasts into an awesome little cleavage. “Aren’t we going to the shower?” she asks. You look around the room and find the transforming ray again. You walk past Victoria and quickly pick up the gun in one hand, feeling your starting to harden up. As you turn back to the confused Victoria you are now fully erect again and holding the ray gun. There’s no mistaking your intentions!
Victoria gasps and flutters her wings in surprise. “Wait,” she cries, “You still don’t know what all the settings are! I-If you zap me again there’s no telling what could happen.” You kneel down and pick up her tiny body in your free hand, holding her arms and wings against her sides so she can’t struggle. You smile warmly and brush her muzzle to reassure her, but she is hardly calm. You turn the dial on the gun to some random setting and leave the confines of the tiny room you are in. You wander down the hall and eventually discover a huge laboratory of some kind.
The room is easily 50 or 60 feet squared and you feel a sense of vertigo as you walk in. It must be ten times worse for Victoria. You close and lock the door behind you and set your tiny dragon down on the floor in front of you. She cringes and flaps her wings several times. “Oh, please. Don’t do it! I-I had the best sex of my life with you. Don’t spoil it by changing me against my will.” You stay silent and shoot the gun at her once more. She lets out a pained blood-curdling little scream as the green beam from the gun hits her again, and sprawls out on the floor in agony.
“S-Shit!” she screams. Eventually she settles down and lies limply on the floor, breathing heavily. “That thing hasn’t been tested fully. . . an incredible number of things can still go wrong.” She then falls silent and closes her eyes, waiting for whatever transformation is welling up inside of her now. You pick her tiny body up again in both hands and hold her gently. She manages to stare up into your eyes and you see how worried she is. Suddenly, she shifts and gasps out loud. “It’s starting again,” Victoria whimpers, “I’m changing into something else.”