Nicola was gagging at the increasingly alien feeling of Alessa's tongue, as well as the rest of her body. What was happening to the Dame? Nicola pulled herself away.
Alessa's face wore both scales and a look of agony. "It got me" she said "the same thing that happened to him. I should have had mercy and killed him. This is my punishment. Run away! I love" she shook in a spasm of pain as her jaw reshaped into a knucker dragon's as the word "you" hung in the air.
Don't gotta tell me twice, Nicola thought as she headed into the woods.
The knucker queen smiled. Once metamorphosed, the Dame would make an excellent servant, whether male or female. And the poor thief-girl didn't have a clue that she was carrying the transformation. Once she hit town it was very likely that she would be forced to turn to prostitution to survive. . . The Queen lioked her chops.