“I see you as beautiful”

With most of the urgent needs taken care of you look to your casters. “Illenwyn, I need you to take Bixi, Azralynn, Jia, Sephillia, and if she feels she has insight to contribute Nyxili to your library and ritual room and start research on a ritual to strip the stollen magic out of that deamon and return it to the elves. I will join you soon and see how I can help.”

With a nod Illenwyn gathers up the other casters and heads out.

“Yanmei, I want you to go with Sakura, Elyria and the other warriors, I want a full inspection and assessment of this castle for both defense and offensive purposes I know this pocket world should be safe from invasion. However, I do not want to take chances and I feel I may be able to drop the castle into the world at need.” As the warriors gather up you look to Sofiel “please go with them. As my first healer I want you to assess for casualty collection points, triage, and the primary medical facility.” You need her to have something to do and focus on that will get her mind of her relationship with her now former goddess. As the room clears you look to the last remaining companions “Taki, I need you to inspect this castle for hidden entrances and passages, secret rooms and hidden doors. I need you to have a full mental map of this castle as soon as possible. “Hie” she seems to vanish before your eyes. Looking over you see Gromna trying to slip of your thrown plinth.

“And where do you thinking you are going my little Ork beauty.?” You tail snaps out to wrap around the waist of Gromna and pull her into the grasp of your talons.

“ I was just…” you can see her trying to come up with something to get her away from you. You definitely need to address her insecurities now.

“Gromna, I think I need to clear something up with you.” You gently shift using your fore paws to carefully start pealing the Ork woman out of her clothing. “When I was granting wishes I received some knowledge from the world about the ones making the wish. You have only been judged by the beauty standards of your people yes?” She nods distractedly shifting slightly to try and keep you from undressing her, you stop and she stops. “Gromna, what have you noticed about all the women who were waiting with you when I arrived or joined us shortly after?”

You can see her thinking. “They are all… beautiful for their people?” Smart girl.

“Yes each one is beautiful in her own way. No stop!” You speak sharply to snap her out of the downward spiral you could see her starting to enter. “Don’t hold yourself to the Ork standard of beauty, think of them and then look at yourself.” While talking to her you created a magical plain of **** that reflects light above you simulating an overhead mirror. As she looks up you again work to strip her of her clothing and this time she moves to help. Your actually rather impressed that even being surrounded by your pheromones she wasn’t stripping down herself and throwing herself at you. Though that may be more a case of the lifetime of rejection she has had to deal with rather than some great self control.

Quickly your Ork princess is naked before you, interesting… she has no body hair bellow her head. You take in her supple and sveltly muscled body. She is built like a combination dancer and gymnast all smooth lines and curves. You watch her looking at herself. Judging her body not against other Ork women but against your other companions. “Yes, you see the world when it showed me your wish, shared that I would only need to expend the power to bring you to me as I would find you beautiful as you are. I must confess I think the world undersold you.”

You match action to words running you hands and tong over her body. You are fortunate that your new dragon body seems to come with a trick or three. In this case your complex vocalization system. All the words you speak are formed in your throat and you only need to have your mouth open to be perfectly understandable. This frees up your lips and tong to do other things. Like make hot wet trails over your hot little pet.

Gromna is by now feeling the full effects of your pheromones and is wriggling and writhing in your grip.

You take your time complimenting her on her delicate features, the graceful lines of her limbs, her delightful curves of breast and ass, and the rich clean taste of her body. Soon she is mewling and whimpering through and orgasm as you lick and gently nibble her rock hard nipples. You tail has been busy working between her legs gently caressing and stroking the folds and pucker.

Fortunately your sapient armor has read the situation and retracted to a harness and ring around your penis, giving it the look of a strapon.

After working Groma through another orgasm with the tip of your tail gently working around inside her you decide it’s time for some proper sex. Shifting up and over her you come down onto your beautiful green companion. Instinct or something seems to have kicked in as you are able to line yourself up and slide in with ease.

She gasps and stiffens below you, your penis shifting to fill her perfectly. You settle down pinning her under you for a long slow session of sex… no, love making.

You do not move quickly or roughly but with slow deliberate motion. Your dick is the exact size and shape to maximize the stimulation to her folds and the fur on your belly and chest is perfect to stimulate her nipples and clit. With her body completely at your mercy you band your neck to place you mouth next to her ear and begin to poor a torrent of loving, affirming, complimentary filth into her ear. You praise her hot soaking pussy as you relentlessly plow it. You complement her firm breasts as you enjoy the sensation of them squashing agains your chest. You voice your delight with her taught supple but as your tail runs over its curves and flicks it just enough to make her clench, tightening and heightening the sensations. And you regale her with words of endearment of her fine facial features as your tong played over them before sealing you mouth to hers in a searing kiss.

For the better part of the next half hour you wind her up to the edge and then gently draw her back five times before finally flinging the pair of you over the edge into climax. For a second you almost worry as her eyes roll back and she goes ridged. Her pussy clamps around your dick like a vice and she grips you hard enough you can feel some of your fur almost pulled out. For that wonderful eternal moment you come with her firing blasts of dragon DNA into the nubile body under you. You can almost feel her own fertility fighting to create a child, it seems Ork biology is geared to ensure conception and childbirth from every mating possible. Fortunately your own control of your fertility is up to the task and you decide that while she will bear you many children soon, not just yet. Hopefully you have allayed some of her insecurities. It should only take a couple weeks of daily doses of this kind of loving sex to get her past the negative body image she has, and if not? Well, guess you’ll just have to keep at it till it stick.