A Dragon's true form

Lunnara did not remember exactly falling, but she was on the ground, naked and dirty from the mud, her eyes opening with lazy purpose. They were in the middle of a great forest, near the castle. Oh great, just great. Well, I guess I was going to need a shower anyway. Then she heard it, she felt it: the flapping of wings, the regal descending, the dragon flew down from the skies to greet her, this time in his real form.

He descended with a majestic slide, a cloud of greenish dust following him, his wings spread to cover the skies, his scales where golden, shinning in the moonlight as a second sun, to bring light to the very darkness. His neck bent in a gracious curve and his horns crowned his bearded reptilian head. He had taken his truest form, that of a full dragon, proud, haughty and majestic.

He also was the size of a cat.

"Heed me, my truest lover: we must now set our pleasure aside, for the time of strife is close and... would you please, stop laughing?" Lunnara was rolling on the on the floor, unable to hold herself. "Moon of mine, this is important"

"You are so fucking tinny!" The dragon hadn't collected enough power yet for anything more impressive, he would probably won't have much time before having to go back to sleep. "If you would have gotten just a little bigger I may have given you a chance in this form, but right now you are more of a dildo than a lover."

"I'm serious! A dark plot has been set in motion, and this lands are at the very centre of it. You have little time to prep... Stop that!"

Lunnara got up just to tickle the dragon's stomach as one would do to a real pet. "Oh, is my little dragon horny? Who is a GOOD boy?" Romulus tried to maintain his proud facade but it was almost imposible.

"Listen to me! It is important than we..."

"No, you hear me." He seized the dragon by his little neck and squeezed. "There is no WE in this. You are my cock, and a good girl should not listen to her genitals. They always have bad ideas."

"Listen, Lun..." He tried to say. Lunnara lifted him with a single hand just, to get a look at his cock, deflated as it was after his release.

"Oh, what a sad thing. You find more ways to disappoint me." She brought him closer as the tinny thing tried to fly away with frenetic wings. She gave its dick a quick mocking peck. "You are adorable when you try to get serious. You may still be a good dildo like this."

"LISTEN TO ME! YOU ARE IN GRAVE DAN..." She casted a quick spell and soon the dragon found himself muted, as Lunnara started to walk her way back to the castle. She did not care what he had to say, she was the mistress of her own destiny, and only she would hold the reins of her life now, not the dragon, not Eilatra, only her.

"Now," said the sorceress. "As much as I appreciate the sex, in the future I would prefer for you to ask for permission first. I have a very strict fucking schedule these days, so next time you may have to wait turn." The little dragon tried to scream and fly away at the same time. "Now, big boy, this has been a fun side-adventure, but I'm not in the mood for your moral speeches or just the very sound of your voice." She looked down to him and this time his dick was hard again, it still had the same alluring form as always but it looked ridiculously swollen in his tiny draconic frame. "Well, ain't that interesting?" She move the little winged thing to her, as started to fuck herself with careless moves. That by itself, made her way back far more entertaining.