No, they're idiots.

That was when the first tanks started rolling up. You looked at them, then back down at the president and rolled your eyes again when the Abrams started hitting you with their main guns. Again, they did nothing, but this was getting boring, so you turned to the tanks and inhaled a huge collumn of air. The wind caused by your breath ripped a few trees out of the ground and even pulled the tanks a few feet closer to you. Then, you belched it out in a huge plume of super napalm. The first tank in line was completely turned to ash, and the next few didn't fair much better. When you noticed the next group of tanks lumbering towards you, you picked up the burning chunk that remained of the last tank in the previous line, and tossed it with perfect accuracy at the others.

The burning tank flew like a missile, completely destroying the closest other tank. Then rolling through the rest of the column wreaking more havoc in its wake. Several of the approaxhing tank were thrown sideways and another one burst into flames and its turret launched skywards.

In the distance you spotted a female soldier crawling out of the remains of her tank and thought that perhaps a demonstration was in order. So you flew over and grabbed her with your tail, then flew to the top of the Capitol Building with the girl screaming in terror. You deposited the girl on the roof, and were pleased to see an audience. Another protest or something, and whatever they were protesting it wouldn't matter any longer.

The female soldier tried to escape but you breathed magic fire at her, which didn't hurt her in the slightest but it did turn all of her clothes to ash which floated away in the wind. Next she covered herself with her hands and stared at the gathered crowd in utter humiliation, but you could read her mind, and you knew that a part of her was getting very inappropriately excited by your gargantuan cock.

"I know I'm on TV, so listen well!" you roared while spreading your wings. The sun was positioned perfectly behind you to cast your majestic shadow down onto the Capitol steps and cast shade over the whole crowd.

"I am giving you the chance to surrender to me willingly," you declared, "if you try to fight me, I will win. And I wanted to, I could just take your away your free will, like so!" You turned your attention back to the female soldier and said, "Basic training has given you a very nice body, Lindsey."

"Don't talk to me like that you giant perv- wait how do you know my name?" she said.

"I read your mind," you said, "and I also know you want this." The tip of your cock loomed over her like a piece of heavy machinery. She tried to shy away from it, but for a fraction of a second, she made eye contact with you, and then she was done for. Your dragon willpower was too much for her mortal human mind, and was swallowed by the whirlpool of your presence. Her eyes dilated and she stood perfectly, unmovingly straight and lowered her hands so could see her tits and pussy.

"You may do whatever you want to me, Your Magnificence," then she approached you with a seductive sway of her hips then bent over for you to have your way with her. Although your cock was as big as her entire body, you simply willed it to fit, and pushed your way through into her warm, wet, hungry pussy.

"What the fuck is she doing?"

"How did he fit?"

"Can... I... no what am I saying?"

"She can't resist even if she wanted to," you explained to the crowd, "I'm giving you the chance to be my willing slaves, don't make me take the choice away from you." Then you started urgently, powerfully pounding the young Corporal's delicious pussy. Her entire body rocked with your thrusting and her mouth hung open in mindless bliss, but you still had a connection directly into her brain, so you knew she was still lucid, if not in control.

Oh my god! she thought.

That's right, you said.

You're really a god? she asked.

Yes.

And you chose me first? I'm... I don't know what to say.

I'm about to be ruler of the entire world, and I'll need a queen.

YES! YES I ACCEPT!

Don't get the wrong idea, Lindsey, you won't be my equal, you'll just be queen of my harem.

I know! I want to worship you! I accept!

Right here, being fucked like a ragdoll on live, international television?

I don't care as long as there will be more of it!

That's what I like to hear.

When do we start?

When these people realize they're hopelessly outmatched. Now, accept my blessing. You will be the first bare my children.

YES! PUT A BABY DRAGON IN ME, PLEASE!

What was left of Lindsey came like a supernova, a thousand thousand times greater than any woman had ever experienced, then you fired rope after rope of glowing orange cum into her womb. Your potent seed found an egg, and before she slumped off your raging cock, she was already baring new life inside her.

Corporal Lindsey Blake: the mother of the second ever dragon.

By now all but a few dozen women had evacuated the Capitol steps as sirens blared all over DC and in the distance you spotted dozens more jets inbound, so you had to make this quick. You turned to the women below, all of whom had soaked their pants through while watching you take the young, fertile soldier on top of the nation's capitol.

"You've seen part of what I offer, but there is so much more where that came from," you said, "Will you serve me, body and soul?"

"YES!" the remaining women pleaded.

"Will you bare the next generation of dragons from my seed?"

"YES, PLEASE!"

"And will you stand by my side as take over this world, one country after the next, and enslave the entire human race?"

"YES! WE WILL SERVE YOU, BODY AND SOUL, AND BARE YOUR CHILDREN!"

"Good!" you said, "But right now there are more missiles coming. Get yourselves someplace safe for now, and I will come for you later.

"YES, YOUR MAGNIFICENCE!"