As Jasper cradled his latest egg containing his newest child, he couldn't stop feeling sorry for himself. Life as a female dragon was so boring! Incredibly so! All he was supposed to do was make babies! And as he was chained because of his rebellious nature, supposedly so, he couldn't even see them past the point of hatching. Not that Jasper really cared. The idea that he was a mother and not a mother... Ugh! In fact, if it allowed them not to raise little vile monsters that he had brought into this world, so much the better. He wasn't a female, let alone wetnurse or servant or concubine! Of course he had shouted loud and clear that he was a human prince and that he demanded to be restored to his proper form and station. The female dragons had stared at him with new disgust and disbelief. Argent had just stared at him for a long time, frowning. He probably didn't care, as long as he had an added pretty female to mount and release his seed into. But he had then gifted Jasper with a gold crown and luxuries, solely to mock him. Argent loved to teasingly treat Jasper as royalty after that. He called their babies "young princes" and waxed poetic about getting "a princess as adorable as you". This was not the return to normal that Jasper, as a prince, expected or wanted. But his new body pushed him to keep his eggs warm and it couldn't get enough of Argent's loving ministrations. Stupid, stupid, stupid, ridiculous body! But as he lied there feeling sorry for himself, a shape materialised. Jasper couldn’t believe his eyes. Anya! The source of his misery!
"How are you doing, Your Highness?" she asked taunting. "Looks like you've been quite busy. Your parents will be delighted to learn they have plenty of grandchildren. They're the spitting image of their son-in-law, and you, his devoted consort. Oh, and you even have a crown. A real prince, er... princess."
Her jeering made Jasper furious.
"Why have you come here for? To gloat? Change me back! Now! This life is a never-ending nightmare!"
"Like what you imposed to your own harem," she said as she glared at him furiously. "You treated women like tools for sex. Like dirt. You enjoyed too much your position as prince to look down on everyone, most of all girls. Itv was time you got to know how it felt. Argent treats you better than you did your own concubines, by the way. You never offered ME a crown. I just checked you were miserable enough. I might change you back in a few decades. Your body enjoys taking a dragon's dick, at any rate. Now you know how much of a terrible person you were. Your manhood really held on to nothing."
Jasper snapped and hurled a flurry of insult at her. He so wished to gouge her sparkling eyes out! He wanted to tear her in pieces, to destroy her completely. But Anya remained unfazed.
"See what I mean? You keep being a jerk and display absolutely no sign of contrition. You could at leat express regret and sorrow for what you've imposed to women. But you don't even do that," she sighed.
"Change me back! Now! I don't want to be a dragon! Especially female with the mission to give more females to a stupid mate! My mother was overjoyed at me being a boy! And now I have to pretend having girls is a badge of honor! I demand you cease my humiliation at once! Or you can bet that as the source of all my problems, I'll make sure you end up in the hands of experts in torture! I'm a prince and you a simple whore!"
"Looks like you need another lesson taught," sneered Anya.
Jasper barely had time to regret his stupid outburst as another spell hit him.