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Chapter 6 by Rowenar Rowenar

Does she learn anything interesting?

Interesting, embarrassing, same thing right?

After a frantic dash through the trees, Madalena came to a slow halt, panting. She was still in the middle of nowhere, hopefully off the beaten track enough that no one would walk in on her. Now was the time to slow down and figure out what the hell she could do.

She knelt; at least the lizard had calmed down slightly, it hadn't been biting at anything on the journey over here. Admittedly it hadn't had any of her clothes in reach, but still.

Carefully she picked it up and put it down on a nearby rock, just far enough away that it couldn't get close to her without her being able to bat it away, but also near enough that it wouldn't just run away. If she'd flashed her tits to a stranger for this, it wasn't going to be for nothing.

"You'd better be more than a lizard," she murmured.

With a grunt, she dropped the tome on dragon-raising onto the forest floor. Nervously she crossed one arm over her tits, glancing around again.

She was alone. Good.

She opened the book with her free hand, glancing up nervously to make sure the lizard was still around. Ok, so, she could start with-

No, wait! She was away from the travellers now, and whatever weird magic nullification they had. She had access to D'DEW again, hopefully, and that meant a whole other set of options when it came to getting dressed again. Illusions maybe, or...

The easiest would be duplication. With one bit of fabric, she could cast a spell to create more of the same, weave a dress from that. Finally she'd be able to dress again, rather than wandering around the forest in just a thong. Definitely a better option than heading to a settlement like this and hoping to steal something.

Madalena faltered. Then again she'd left her bra behind in her hurry to get away, rejecting it as beyond repair.

She glanced down, blushing again. The only fabric she had left was her panties. At least she was alone; Madalena glanced around once more. Then, swiftly, she tugged her panties down and stepped out of them, biting her lip as she bared the rest of herself to the forest air.

Ok, just get this over with. Then she could finally wear more than shoes, and could quickly move on to pretending this never happened.

She lay her thong down on a bed of grass and motioned with both hands, trying to focus her power. She whistled under her breath. Ok, duplication, more fabric coming up in...

The lizard crept closer to the garment. It didn't get close enough to bite, but it did peer curiously, watched by Madalena every second in case it made any move to ruin this. But it was far enough away to-

There was a sudden burst of heat. Suddenly her thong was in flames; Madalena squealed, immediately moving to pat them out, then drawing away at the heat, then forcing herself to slap at the flames again. By the time she did it was too late; the attempt to put out the garment reduced the ash to little more than dust.

She whimpered. Then she turned her attention to the one responsible, eyes widening.

"You are more than a lizard," she said softly. Then she whimpered again and remembered to cross one arm over her tits again, the other over her pussy. And there went her last item of clothing.

Illusions it was. Madalena squeaked, sitting down on the forest floor and pulling the book closer. At least she knew she had an advantage, that was something right?

She eyed the baby dragon. It still didn't seem like any more than a lizard, beyond the smoke curling out of its mouth.

Hoping to distract herself from her situation, Madalena returned to reading. First stage of development, dragons appeared like ordinary lizards, yeah, yeah. Onto the good stuff...

During a dragon's second stage of development, it begins to exhibit more of the powers it will come to possess. The beginning of this period is marked by a dragon's first breath of fire. It is also the first time a dragon's more esoteric abilities manifest. For example, magical workings are significantly harder in proximity to a dragon. When it reaches maturity it gains some control of this, even able to influence another dragon's abilities, but during this stage is is considered permanent.

Madalena almost dropped the book. Oh great, so illusions were out of the picture if she wanted to keep the little beastie around. She'd need to get clothes some other way.

Nervously she crossed her arms, pressing her legs together under the book. She never thought she'd know the feel of the earth against her bare ass.

This also marks the moment that a young dragonling imprints. Anyone present when the dragon breathes fire for the first time will have the dragon's unfailing loyalty for the rest of its natural life.

Ok, that made things brighter. Madalena smirked, despite her blush. A few minutes humiliation was just about worth it if it guaranteed she had a dragon on her side.

And then her eyes went wide.

Dragons however are poor at recognising people by faces alone. Simply the act of changing hairstyle has rendered a lifelong dragonkeeper unrecognisable to their charge. For this reason, many professional dragonkeepers are seen wearing the same outfit throughout their life, so that the dragons they keep can always know them.
Whatever they wore at the moment the dragon imprinted on them is what they would need to wear if they wanted the dragon to obey them.

Madalena whimpered. Oh god, it couldn't be serious.

And- And she'd just taken her panties off at the worst possible moment. It wasn't much, but at least it was something. But if she was meant to believe the book...

The baby dragon tilted its head, staring up at her. Madalena lifted the open tome to hug it against her tits, tilting it just slightly so that her pussy was just about concealed by the spine. Shoes really didn't offer much in the way of modesty.

If anything, they just made her all the more aware of her nudity, the cool of the air settling against her bare skin, parts of her that had never been exposed outside of her bedchamber. Madalena swallowed, cheeks reddening as her situation truly began to set in.

If she was to have any hope of raising and using the dragon, she'd have to be stark naked all the while.

What does Madalena do?

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