As you land, you notice the bell ringing to recess. Perfect. You begin to walk, perfectly as if you've never done anything else, into the school and as you reach the two sets of doors, massive oaken ones, you simple break them appart with your new, muscled arms. The doors cracks like dry sticks, and you walk in.
You sniff around in the air, trying to find the scent that you, before a dragon, had memorized. You can sense it, weakly, but it's there. You stamp off through the corridor, not even paying any attention to the students who scream and throw themselves out of your way. Your folded wings nearly reach the roof and your head, only a foot shorter, looks down on the corridors. The part of you that is still Frank calculates that you've grown about 2 feet, pretty impressive.
Soon the smell gets stronger and you literally walk over the students to reach Emma. She's having biology, how fitting. You throw up the door and have to bend over to get inside. But the impression is not exactly ruined. The teacher, you don't even remember her name anymore(in fact, you don't even remember half of the class there), stands gaping as she sees you. The rest of the class stares much like her. You walk up to Emma, that sweet and caring girl, and lift her from her seat. She starts to scream and hits you on your arm and hand, but you can barely feel it. Instead, you walk over to the window, and feeling that perhaps it's time to try something, inhales. You realize in the last moment what danger you put the other students in, and roar loud and fiercely, turning towards them. On cue, the entire classroom empties. Good. You hold Emma against your scaly back as you again inhales and exhales a torrent of flame. The wall melts as you burn it down, and soon enough you jump through, still holding on to the now crying Emma.
As you soar through the sky, looking for a good nest, you see a big mountain in the forest you were at before. A vague bit of your human memory knows that there's a cave there. You zoom down and lands perfectly, dropping Emma mildly on the ground.
You expect her to make a run for it, but not for her to sit down and cry. You grow concerned and walk up to her, puffing her with your "nose". She looks up, tears running down her cheek. You try to smile, but she only grows more frightened. Finally
you take a small twig and writes "Frank" in the dust of the floor. It's hard to spell, and you think that soon enough you'll have no more memories of your old life. Emma looks at what you've written and gasps.
You want to say something, but suddenly you retch and a big cloud of green gas escapes from your throat, covering Emma. She screams, but it doesn't seem to harm her.
Suddenly you can see how hair starts to fall off from her head. She grows red all over and she starts to scratch herself. Soon enough she's scratching everywhere, and dead skin falls from her quickly. Your instincts tells you to watch, and you watch.
Suddenly Emma begins to pant, "water," she mumbles, but your instinct refuses her any. She doesn't say anymore, because suddenly you see the familiar dark green underneath the skin of her arms. She gasps, and without even thinking about you she tears off the rest of her clothes. Her small, weak, human breasts doesn't even interest you, and neither does her womanhood. You look as the same transformation that you undertook happens to her, but much faster. Her small breasts seems to swell, getting a firm, round and pleasant form while turning half mint, half green. Her face flares out and you see how the teeth transforms on their way out. You look back at her swelling breasts, and notice how her pink nipples have turned dark green and big, swelling slightly. Her womanhood seems to have lost all hair, but there doesn't seem to be much change there.
Suddenly it strikes you, she's releasing pheromones and instantly you feel arousal coming over you. As the transformation finishes with the big wings on her back, Emma is no more, but a stunning dragoness has taken her place. She's the image of beauty and raw sexuality, and the pouch of your dick stirs slightly. You see how the pucker of your dick pops out from the pouch, soon joined by the rest of your tremendous dick. It's nearly 2 feet and there doesn't seem to be an end to it's growth. Emma, no, the dragoness, makes a strange churring noise(it really turns you on) and walks up to you slowly. She's massaging her chest, but seems to stay away from the nipples. Curious, you touch them, and the dragoness literally shudders in delight as lime-green precum floods from her cunt. You scoop some up and lick it, and suddenly the world turns into a daze, the only real things being you and the dragon. You feel powerful, massive and huge and you push the dragoness down on the ground. She hisses playfully, but gasps as you penetrate her with your tremendous dick. Luckily, it doesn't hit anything, which means that she's been changed on the inside. Before you actually begin with the sex, you start toying with her sensitive nipples, touching them with your slithering, forked tongue. She churrs and hisses and groans, precum soon dripping on the cave floor. When it seems that she's satisfied, you begin to hump.
The sensation is vigorating, more than anything you'd ever imagine. It barely takes any time before you cum, but instead of soon feeling limp, you feel even more powerful. You begin to hump again, careful now not to cum to early, and the two of you finally cum together in a orgy of screams, gasps and churrs. Your dark-green cum mixes with that of the mint precum and the two of you lick up whatever's left. Now, all you have to do is wait for her to lay an egg and then your race will once again rule the skies...