The ladies sat on their eggs and waited for them to hatch.And waited and waited.
It was 1874
The years rolled by.
There were no male dragons to fertilize their eggs.
Everytime a human snuck into that 6 mile zone they writhed and twisted and turned into a female egg laying dragon.
The ladies tried kissing male humans,having sex with them and a 1001 other ways to either return themselves to a human form or turn male humans into male dragons.
Didn't work
The population of female dragons skyrocketed
The supply of dragon eggs went through the roof.
The ladies sat aaround in their caves knitting and testing out their dragon tf powers.
Apparently they could take on the forms of female characters from old european fairytales.
They spent the time being warrior maidens,old crones with baskets and a cackling laugh,troll horse women,orgresses,etc
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As the ladies leaned against their stacks of eggs,they got to discussing the affairs of humans.One young lady slipped a taloned paw into her pouch and pulled out a yellowed newspaper clipping
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Director D W Griffiths cordially invites people to audition for his
latest film biograph The Female of The Species
The Female of the Species (1912) was billed as a psychological drama. A group of people leave a deserted mining town, and begin the long trek by foot through the hot desert. A husband tries to force himself on one of the female members of the party. His wife sees him with the other woman, and thinks she has attempted to seduce him. The husband suddenly dies, and the wife and her sister (played by Mary Pickford) blame the victim for it. They are determined to have revenge. On the way, they find an orphaned Indian baby. Their common motherly instincts bring about a reconciliation
The ladies started looking at one another
Here they were in a run down ghost town called Laredo with nothing to do but lay eggs and make more members for the Ladies Cribbage Club
What did they have to lose
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DW Griffith sat in the back of the Pierce Arrow .His driver explained that there was a huge crowd gathering in front of the Biograph Film Studio as if from thin air.
Mr Griffith stood up in his seat
A thousand or more old crones in red and green rags,carrying wicker baskets had suddenly surrounded his car.
One old hag stepped forward ,with a huge wart on her crooked nose and offered the startled director a shiny red apple
She spoke
"cackle cackle care for a apple sonny?"