It was Carnelian's lucky day. Female dragons were rare, only accounting for an eighth of all eggs hatched. Male dragons usually made a harem to keep their precious resources close, but that didn't happen until the dragon was at least a thousand years old. At five hundred, Carnelian wasn't a youngster, but he was still trying to find his first mate. And he had finally found her. She was small and delicate for a dragon, with soft pink scales. Judging by the way she waved her ass, her comely womanhood on display, she was eager for a mate and hatchlings. Carnelian was more than happy to oblige.
Jasper didn't realize another dragon had appeared until he had already shoved his enormous draconic member into her new pussy. She let out a yelp of shock, but the dragon's penis had knotted like a dog's, and she couldn't pull free. All she could do was stand there as the male dragon vigorously fucked her.
"Hello, beautiful," the dragon, who had deep red scales, grunted. "What is your name?"
"Rose Quartz," Jasper answered, as though someone else was controlling what she said. In fact, it was the spell from the amulet, giving her a new identity.
"And how old are you?"
"528."
"Aha! I am Carnelian, and 543 years!" Carnelian lowered his head next to Jasper's. "Once I have made you gravid with my children, we shall find a cave to share." He finished with an enormous load of seed, shot straight into Jasper's new uterus. His semen promptly fertilized many eggs, which Jasper would lay in a few months. He removed himself from her. "Come, Rose Quartz. Let us find a home we can raise our hatchlings in."
Jasper, now Rose Quartz, hesitated. She could follow, or she could run away while she still had the chance.