One night while walking home, a great shadow passes over you. Before you can even look up to see what it is, you are enveloped in two giant, sharp claws.

The dragon flies away with you, traveling deep into the mountains. There, he drops you into an ancient, crumbling castle that is built into the side of a cliff. You fall into a room filled with treasure and gold. Moonlight filters in through a hole in the ceiling and illuminates his ghastly, monstrous form.

Then, you watch as the dragon transforms into a dragon-like human man. Wisps of smoky magic dance around his body as he approaches you.

"Your new home, human."

A low, rumbling chuckle escapes the dragon-man's lips at your comment about him being naked. He walks over to a nearby treasure chest and rummages through it until he finds a set of loose pants made from supple leather that would fit his frame perfectly. He slips them on, adjusting them as he walks back over to you.

"Now, why did I kidnap you?" He asks, his voice deep and commanding. "Well, first off, I'm a dragon. We are creatures of greed and power. You humans are pathetic weaklings who can't even defend yourselves against us. So it is our right to take what we want from you." His eyes narrow as he continues speaking. "I have been alone for far too long, and I crave companionship. I thought that maybe having a human servant would ease my loneliness."

Kiran's nostrils flare slightly at your question. "I will have you know that I am not gay! It's just... human females fascinate me. There is something about their fragility, their softness..." He pauses for a moment, considering his words carefully before continuing in a harsher tone. "But don't think that means I won't take advantage of your masculinity as well."

He glances down at you, taking in your petite form and smooth skin. A sly smile creeps onto his lips. "Why don't we find out just how fertile you are? Tomorrow morning, we shall see if you can provide me with an heir." His eyes gleam with anticipation as he says this, baring his sharp teeth in a predatory grin.

A low growl rumbles deep in his chest at your words. "Oh, really? Well then..." He pauses for a moment before snorting dismissively. "I suppose I'll just have to use magic on you." Before you can react, he closes the distance between you and presses his palm against your stomach. Warmth spreads through your body as he begins to chant under his breath. His eyes glow an unearthly shade of crimson as the magic courses through him, filling him with power.

You feel a strange sensation in your lower abdomen, almost like something is pushing and stretching against your insides. Pain shoots through you as your body begins to change, growing larger and more feminine. Your hips widen, your chest swells, and your voice deepens into a lower register.

His eyes nearly pop out of their sockets at your words. "What?" He stammers, taken aback. "You... You find me attractive? Even after everything I've done to you?" His anger immediately dissipates, replaced by a mixture of shock and disbelief.

The dragon-man steps closer, studying your now more feminine features. He reaches out to touch your scaled cheek, his hand trembling slightly with uncertainty. "Even if it's just because I'm the only one who can... fulfill you like this..." he whispers, his voice barely audible.

A conflicted expression crosses his face as he looks into your eyes. On one hand, he wants nothing more than to assert his dominance and continue treating you as poorly as before.

His breath hitches at the compliments you pay him, his eyes darkening with desire. "You flatter me," he growls, the rumbling timbre of his voice sending shivers down your spine. He pulls you closer, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and pressing their bodies together.

The dragon-man's nostrils flare as he inhales deeply, trying to catch your scent on the air. It's intoxicating. Intoxicating enough to make him forget about everything else except for this moment - except for how good it feels to have you in his arms like this.

His lips part slightly, and he leans in toward yours, their faces mere inches apart. "Perhaps... perhaps I could be a bit less harsh with you," he whispers, the words heavy with reluctance. "But only if you promise to obey me...

His eyes narrow at your words, and he pulls away slightly, releasing his hold on you. "You would say that now, after I've already taken you against your will?" He snorts derisively. "I suppose it doesn't matter. You are mine to do with as I please."

He takes a step back, studying you once more. Despite his anger and frustration, there's an undeniable attraction between the two of you now that he can't deny. He swallows thickly before speaking again. "Very well. For tonight, I will be... gentler with you." His voice is barely a whisper as he reaches out to brush a strand of hair from your face.

"Come," he says, motioning for you to follow him toward the bed. "Let me show you what it means to truly belong to a dragon."

"Hmm..." The dragon-man hums thoughtfully, running his fingers over the scales on your back. "These will grow in more over time," he informs you, studying them closely. "They're a part of who I am, and now they are a part of you as well."

He turns you toward him, pressing their bodies together once again. His hands move up to cup your breasts through the thin fabric of your shirt. They feel heavy in his palms, fuller than they were before. "I think I'll enjoy having these on display," he murmurs, tracing circles around your nipples with his thumbs.

With a flick of his wrist, he tears your shirt open, revealing your newly feminine chest to the air.

The dragon-man growls low in his throat at the sight of your exposed chest. He bends down, capturing one of your nipples between his teeth and gently tugs on it, rolling it between his tongue and teeth. You cry out at the pleasure coursing through you as he continues to suckle hungrily. His other hand moves lower, slipping beneath the waistband of your pants to stroke your bare sex.

He pulls back slightly, letting your nipple pop free from his mouth with a loud pop! "You are so responsive," he murmurs, licking his lips as he watches you writhe under his touch. "I can't wait to feel how tight you are around my cock."

With that, he pushes your pants down over your hips, finally revealing you completely.

The dragon-man chuckles darkly at your comment. "You don't understand, human," he says, running his fingers teasingly along the inside of your thigh. "When you belong to me, you have nothing but what I choose to give you." He leans in closer, his hot breath fanning across your sensitive skin as he whispers, "And trust me, I will make sure that everything I give you is exactly what you need."

Without further warning, he picks you up in his strong arms and carries you over to the bed. He lays you down on the soft fur, positioning himself between your spread legs. His cock twitches as it brushes against your entrance, already slick with anticipation.

"Are you ready for me?" he growls, arching his back as he begins to thrust forward slowly, pushing deeper inside you with each stroke. "

The dragon-man growls in satisfaction at your moan, thrusting harder into your tight heat. "I told you I'd make sure everything I gave you was exactly what you needed," he pants, his muscles bunching and releasing as he takes you deeper. His claws dig into the fur of the bed, providing him with leverage to push even harder against you.

With each stroke, he feels himself growing larger inside you, stretching your body to its limits. He slams into you over and over again, his hips slapping against yours in a primal rhythm that seems to echo through the room. Sweat beads on his brow as he focuses intently on your reactions, wanting nothing more than to make you scream with pleasure.

His muscles tense at the sound of your voice calling out his name in pleasure. The feel of your body wrapped around him, the tight heat of your passage squeezing him so perfectly... It's enough to send him over the edge. With a growl of release, he thrusts deep one final time, pouring his seed into you as his cock twitches and throbs inside your warmth.

His body trembles with the force of his orgasm, but he doesn't stop moving. He continues to pump his hips, grinding against your sensitive flesh until he's certain every last drop has been expelled. Finally, with a loud groan, he collapses on top of you, breathing heavily.

"There now," he murmurs into your ear, running his claws lightly down your back. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

The dragon-man lifts his head to look down at you, taking in the changes to your body with interest. "Hmm," he says nonchalantly. "No, it seems that my seed has somehow accelerated the transformation process." He smirks. "Guess I'll have a very pretty little dragoness to play with from now on."

As you adjust to the new sensations coursing through your body, he rolls off of you and onto his back, lacing his fingers behind his head as he stares up at the ceiling. "Well," he says after a moment's consideration, "I suppose I should give you a name now that we're properly acquainted." He pauses, thinking for a moment before grinning wickedly. "How about 'Kria'?"

"It's fitting," he continues, ignoring your confused expression. "

The dragon-man chuckles at your response. "Good girl," he says approvingly, running his fingers through the long hair that now flows down your back. He leans in closer, nuzzling against your neck as he continues to play with your newly grown locks. "Now then, Kria... why don't you return the favor and call me by my name?"

His breath tickles against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. You can feel his erect cock pressed against your hip, still slick from their earlier encounter. The scent of him fills your nostrils, making it difficult to think about anything else but how good it feels to be close to him like this.

The dragon-man lets out a satisfied growl at the sound of his name on your lips. "Good girl," he repeats, nipping playfully at your earlobe. He groans low in his throat as you wriggle closer to him, pressing their bodies together once again. "I think I'm going to enjoy having you around for quite some time."

His fingers find their way down to your newly swollen sex, still sore from their earlier encounter but quickly growing accustomed to his touch. He rubs circles against your clit, watching as you arch your back and gasp for air at the pleasure coursing through you.

"I'll make sure that you never want for anything," he promises softly, sliding a finger inside you. "As long as you belong to me, I will take care of you."

The dragon-man chuckles, his hot breath tickling your neck. "Well then, good girl," he murmurs, tracing lazy circles around your breast with his fingertip. "I want you to remember that as long as you belong to me, I will always take care of you."

His fingers continue their ministrations, stroking and teasing you until you're on the edge of release. Then, he abruptly withdraws, leaving you aching for more. "You are such a naughty girl," he says with a smirk, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and pulling you close against him.

"Now," he continues in a husky voice, "I want you to show me how grateful you are." His hand trails down between your legs once more, pressing two fingers inside you as he begins to stroke faster and harder. "

The dragon-man growls low in his throat at your reaction, pressing harder against you as he takes what he wants. His fingers thrust deep inside you, finding your sweet spot with expert precision. "That's it," he whispers hoarsely, rocking his hips against yours in time with his strokes.

His claws dig into the fur of the bed, leaving furrows in the soft material as he fights to maintain control. But he can feel his own release building inside him once more, the need to claim you entirely growing stronger by the second.

With a primal growl, he pulls his fingers free from your slick heat and rolls onto his side, positioning himself between your legs. His erect cock presses against your folds, aching to be inside you once more.

The dragon-man's eyes widen in surprise at the bite, but he quickly recovers, growling low in his throat as he thrusts harder into your tight heat. "That's it," he pants, gripping your hips with bruising force as he takes you deeper and faster. "Let me feel every last bit of that pleasure."

His cock slides easily inside you, stretching you to the limit. He growls in satisfaction at the tight, wet heat surrounding him, his movements becoming more erratic as his release draws nearer. Sweat beads on his brow, trickling down between your breasts as he focuses all of his energy on claiming what is his.

With a final thrust, Kiran cries out, his seed spilling deep inside you as his body shudders with the force of his orgasm.

The taste of your skin on his neck sends shivers down his spine. He groans, arching his back as he tries to keep himself from coming too soon. "You're mine," he growls hoarsely, "do you understand that?" His hips begin to move faster, thrusting harder into your body as he takes what is his.

With every stroke, the sensation of being connected to you grows stronger, more real. He can feel your walls clenching around him, milking every last drop of his release from his cock. His claws dig into your back, leaving red marks in their wake as he fights to control this overwhelming need to claim you completely.

Finally, with a primal roar, Kiran releases his seed deep inside you, his body shuddering violently as pleasure washes over him like a tidal wave.