However his look of confusion turned to one of cunning as he slid out of me and waved a paw at the
transfixed Jon,who still had the magic dragon goo pail in his hands.
Before Jon could react the male had seized him,stripped him of his
clothes,splashed the magical goo on his shaft and on Jon's privates and was busy
mating the protesting human,whos shouts of "NO no no"
quickly turned to screams of pain as Jon began to grow and change.
As Jon shut up before a roar could emerge from her maw,she rolled over
on her behind and viewed her new scaly privates with that long neck
of hers.
The male now had the beginnings of the pack he'd lost centuries earlier,
with two female dragons ,one quite happy and the other in a state
of denial.
The male leaned over,took a huge mirror out of the Tent of Mirrors and
showed Jon her snouty reflection.
Her reptillian eyes openned wide and she coiled back her neck,as if
to strike or to hiss her refusal to accept her new role
in life...