What's that look for

"Oh, I recognize that look." The dragon said looking defected as they got out of your bed. They stood upright and vaguely humanoid in appearance different from how dragons normally look.

You had seen them use their magic to adapt to buildings built for humanoids before. There was one who worked in the office near your work. He would look like a dragon, 4 legs, wings, bigger than an elephant. Then he would duck into an ally and come out 20 minutes later dressed in the suit he had in a backpack.

This dragon was currently about 8ft tall naked although her silver scales hid her genitalia and she had no breast, not being a mammal. She had wings and a tail and a draconic head just with humanoidish dimensions. Her tail was lashing, she was pissed.

"They go to bed with Gilda; they wake up with me." She quoted Notting hill. "You like my draconic features well enough last night but I guess this morning you realized I don't have breasts or something or I'm too tall. Just you wait till I get outside and you see me flying past your window. All 50ft of me."

You groped in surprise. How had you in all your nerdiness pulled a dragon? And a sexy one at that. You didn't care about any of what she just said. She was hot no matter what she looked like. You would be fine with her any size or shape, so long as it fits in your bedroom without breaking stuff.

"I will show myself out." She replied taking your gormless stare as disgust. She swished her tail as she headed for the door.