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Prissy Sissy and her Beautiful Dragon

Chapter 3 by Katnaace

Sissy looked about the room.

She was currently sitting on her bed, decked out in her frilliest dress. Wave upon wave of petticoats, lace and ruffles hung to her body, accentuating her impressive bust on top of forcing any steps to be as girly and refined as possible. A win-win in her book.

The rest of her room was decorated to the max with all the things that a prissy princess such as herself would need. A large wardrobe, little plush animals for those times that she wanted to have one of those 'disney princess moments'. Not that Sissy wasn't entirely sure what she had even meant by that. Or what a 'disney' even is (for that matter).

"Honey, you're needed at the moment." a voice called out, Sissy looking over to the doorframe. While there were no real doors in her castle, that was more for convenience to her wife. After all, she towered over her and anyone else that might

"Coming!" she announced, jumping down from bed and exiting her room. Heading down the hallway, she makes sure to give the wyverns cleaning a wave. None of them wave back. They've never have, not that this stops Sissy from doing it in the first place. Though occasionally, she would get a growl out of them. But never a nice one. Heck, she was fairly that they weren't even capable of any nice acts. Maybe that was why they were always on wifey's bad side.

Nonetheless, Sissy turned the corner and found herself emptied out into the welcome hall. There, a large pink dragoness waited for her. Much like Sissy, she too was dressed in an extravagant gown. Unlike her wife's though, it looked to be designed more for mobility. Only one layer bloomed out of the dress, with it all ending just an inch or two below her ankles. Though considering she was a couple stories tall, it all evened out.

Nonetheless, Sissy made sure to curtsy. It would be absolutely rude if she hadn't. Wifey would've had her and no one wants that. Not even her.

"Here I am." she greeted, watching her wife circle around. No matter how many times she did this, it was always nerve-wracking for Sissy. She was certain that everything was in it's proper places. "Am I good?"

Her wife nodded, scooping her up in the process. Shooting up into the air, there was no doubt all manner of activities awaiting them...

End

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