Tricks and Pheromones

"I will show you this trick in good faith, oh great dragon" Said Eilatra as she got even closer to the real dragon, caressing his new girly and elven ears. Lunnara knew exactly what she was going to do but she did not interrupt her, feinting ignorance. "You see, elven ears, being as big as they are, require a denser musculature than most other elvenoids'. This muscle right here is specially strong and fixes them to the temporal bone." She caressed said part with nibble fingers, almost as if teasing who she though was Lunnara. "But this other muscle is much more interesting. As you can see, it is smaller, but it fixes the ear to the lower jaw."

The dragon was not used to having elven ears, and they were really sensible and erogenous zones, specially the female ones, which tended to be longer. Soon he was gasping unconsciously, her girly tits moving up and down to show his accelerated breath. Eilatra was clearly amused by that. "Startled so soon?" Said she. "And here I thought you hated when I did this, Lunni... As I was saying, lord of all Dragon, this muscle links the ears to the lower jaw and if you do some gentle pressure, here and here..." Soon, she was holding the elven head, keeping it in place and touching where she had indicated. That little pressure had the expected physiological reaction and the dragon's new elven mouth was **** agape, and he did not had the strength to close it again. "You see? Now our little girl is **** to maintain her mouth as she is supposed to do: open and ready to swallow some big cock. Go on, my lord. I will keep it open and hold her for you."

Lunnara did not need to hear more. She pushed her new dick deep into what had been her own mouth for many many years. It felt good. It felt moist and warm, a cozy home for her new instrument. I indeed, feel so good. She thought with strange pride, amused with her own beauty. The dragons new eyes were watery, they looked up to her with her shinny silverish blue, filled with a mix of rage and pleasure. Is this that adorable look that Eilatra loved so much about me? She found herself understanding her fixation: what a lovely face to be fucked she had! How deleitable were those squishy sounds! Her dick was on fire, perfectly stuck in the deeps of that noisy throat, watching it gulp and grow as it was defiled. Her soft pink lips stretching around her new girth. She surrounded that throat with her new manly hands to better fuck her, to feel the member's journey through that cock. Eilatra herself held the head in place, still teasing and pleasuring the ears. She looked down on her former body with amusement, but also... pride? Why would she feel proud of this?

As she kept her defilement going she felt a little thing going on the background. Her new body had started to sweat, but it was not an usual smell. It was soft and sugarly it was... Pheromones! She realised with joy. Her new excitement was being released to the air naturally by her new draconian vessel, but she had more tricks to add as a sorceress. A soft and quiet spell was all she needed and soon those pheromones were subtler but stronger. Even Eilatra was starting to be noticeable affected. Her nipples stiff and sharp, and her mind not as scheming and sharp as always. Maybe this will make her tell the truth...

"As I was saying." Said the dark elf matriarch trying to recompose herself of her obvious horniness. "I have taken a long journey following this slut. I discovered that she was looking to wake a great dragon, probably with the foolish intention of using it against me. She had always been annoyingly revengeful..." She make a long and weird pause here, her face sweaty inside a cold hall. "I must admit to be quite surprised to find that she managed to get this far. Even if it was just to end as a cumdump."

"Your deals with this female are of no consequence or importance to me." Said Lunnara with the dragon's old voice as she suffocated his new throat. "She is mine now. Nice words and ear tricks won't make me share or give."

"I understand, oh winged **** of oblivion..." A hint of desperation quickly filled her voice. Her hands holding the head became shaky. "But maybe we can find a bargain here. I'am a rich an powerful woman in this and all lands. I can be of great service and help to you, great dragon. I'm sure that I can find many things in my knowledge and possessions that are more valuable to you than her."

Wait, she hasn't come here to claim the dragon for her? She has come here for... me? That doesn't make sense, it must be a trick! But I will make her pay for it. She then looked deep into Eilatra's eyes, those dark and mysterious orbs, as indecipherable as always, but this time something shined in their depths... She is... pleading.

Lunnara felt her cock grew harder and she rammed her former throat harsher. The dragon barely reacted to the whole endeavour. His eyes unfocused, his whole self lost to oblivion and surrendered. Lunnara saw her own former face covered in split and shiny, as her former arms fell to the side ****. She kept **** her own face as she spoke to her former mistress in her new draconian disguise.

"You want this **** back, elf? I want to hear you plead."

For a moment, Eilatra maintained complete silence, as she looked back. All that could be heard was that little elven throat being ravaged. "Please." She said softly.

"Please what?"

"Please, let this woman return to me. I miss her very much and she is most dear to me."

Lunnara's eyes widened at that revelation, that confession from her most hated foe, her nemesis and torturer. The woman who had make her suffer so much for so many years. For the first time, she saw her ****, for the first time she saw her truly caring for what she believe was her.