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The Diary of Kywenwen Raleijna (Kyra) Halfborn I.

TF à Girl to Dragon, NSFW, GirlxMaleDragon, FemaleDragonxMaleDragon, This is a work of pure fiction!

This story was taken out of the secret parts of Kyra Halfborns diary. She was the first half Dragon of Crescenia. As daughter of two Scientist, who were sent to explore the planet, she always kept a report of her daily business. It is one of the most important lectures for all the half Dragons following her. This part of the diary however is usually taken out, because it contains a lot of steamy content. But in the past couple of years it has become one of the bestselling short stories for the people of Crescenia. Many believe it is due to its pornographic nature. Obviously the inhabitants like sex a lot.

For you, reader, this is your final warning: The scenes described here are graphic and for adults only. Also, there are underage (15yo) people having sex in this story. Apart from that, I wish you great pleasure (if you know, what I mean).

(Following is the last known description from Kyra herself and her dragon Daven) Diary of Kyra No. 4, Description page This is the beginning of a new diary. As usual I wanted to state how I look and how Daven has grown. Also for the first time, I have been able to actually measure myself and Daven and even take a picture of us. Therefore, this description is as accurate as it never was before.

Kyra (Age 15, Height 1.55m, Dark long hair, jeans, sneakers (no socks, size 6) Petite figure, small breast (a-cup)

Daven (Age 15, Height 2.10 shoulders, 2.7 head) Air Dragon, silver scaled underbelly, gray- greenish top, horned aerodynamic, huge sheath (balls retracted), four toed paws, front paws with opposable thumbs) Male dragons only: Clawed wings, adjustable ears, White flight hair

The Hall of Dragons, Diary of Kyra No.4, 11. Ilubam, 62 CT

I am very excited. Today is the great day and this will be the last entry of this diary. I am not sure, if I will ever be able to write again. Draconic claws are not well suited for holding a tiny pencil.

The hall of dragons is huge. Daven and I flew to it yesterday and I had the time to sketch out the place. Most interesting is the heating system here. Lava flows, visible through a crystal, raise the temperature here to a steady 26° Celsius. Apart from this and the stone lights, the hall itself doesn't offer much to the untrained eyes. There is a second entrance though. The lake in the south of the hall is actually part of a huge system of underwater tunnels. Yesterday evening a water dragon suddenly appeared on its black surface and rose to great us dearly. He'll be the overseer for our ritual.

This drew my eye to the center of the hall, where a big rock - the water dragon called it an altar - was placed. On it lies a round drop of stone, red in color and carved in it was some sort of eye. It was actually very small, measuring only about two centimeters. As I asked our overseer about the ritual, he told me, that we will just touch the stone. Nothing will actually happen at that point, so we will be able to get out of here, before the transformation starts.

I am very excited! The honor the dragons are giving me with this gift is beyond my wildest dreams!

Our Lair, Diary of Kyra No.4, 26. Aiam, 62 CT

Holy Shit! I have just read the last entry and apart from realizing, that it has been over a month since then, I am actually ashamed of my last sentence. To clarify this, I am human at this time. The transformation somehow enabled me to switch forms between human and dragon. But now is actually the first time I have ever reverted back. The reason is quite simple: I have been busy romping all the time with my mate Daven. But I'm leaving out too much here. To clarify, the following is a detailed backup of what I can remember of the last month. I'll leave out the dates, but write as usual. This is going to be dirty (again).

First Day

We left the hall as soon as we had performed the ritual. The whole thing turned out to be pretty underwhelming. Daven and I just touched the stone, the water dragon spoke a few chants and the stone glowed for a second. That was it! Luckily I really did not transform immediately, so Daven piggybacked me out.

We searched for a place to stay for the next couple of weeks. Daven said, that I might not be able to fly right away. And after all, I would need to learn hunting to survive. In the end we found a secluded plateau a couple of kilometers north of drake mountain. There was a little lake, lots of trees and even a small cave on top of it. It seemed perfect for us.

The rest of the day turned out to be rather boring. Daven went hunting and brought back some meat. The only thing out of the ordinary was my excessive hunger. I ate more than twice the amount as usual. And Daven stated, that I started to smell differently. He couldn't tell exactly, what it was, other than he liked it. I didn't pay attention to it, though. So we cuddled us to sleep as usual.

Second Day

I woke up in the middle of the night with an awesome scent in my nose. After inspection I found out, that it was Daven. He had some kind of musky odor on him, I never recognized before. So I woke him up and asked: "Where did you bathe. You smell delicious!"

At first, he didn't really catch up to what I was saying. Still very sleepy, he crept forward just to press his nostrils on my middle section. "You smell like a dragoness in heat", he said, before falling asleep again.

I wasn't able to close my eyes anymore. Something had awoken in me, something primal, that I liked. The next hours I spend cuddling Daven passionately. And with that I mean, I first caressed his head and then went on exploring other areas of his massive body. I wanted to touch him more and more. By the end of the night I was snuggling myself into him like a cat. I even dry humped him once.

In retrospect, I guess my behavior back then was devoted by the strong nature of a dragoness, combined with my unconditional love for Daven. There was no logic thinking, no scrutinizing, nothing but pure feral lust at this point. It seemed like nature finding its way. And due to me being new to this, I was completely embodied by this experience, where Daven - used to his draconic body - was staying much more conservative (at first).

He woke up with me between his paws, kissing one of his forelegs. "Hej, beauty"; he greeted me, "Couldn't you sleep?"

"Not really", I admitted.

"You still smell special", he stated.

"You told me I'd smell like a dragoness", I said, leaving out the 'in heat' part. I was ashamed, if he would think of me as uncontrollably horny.

"That must be true", he confirmed, "I guess, the transformation is starting to settle in. Interesting though, it starts with the smell." There was something in his eyes, that told me, that he actually knew, what was going on with me. He seemed to struggle with the idea. Probably, because we had been friends for such a long time, he might think it would destroy our bond if we were to become intimate.

After my sight wandered downwards to his sealed member (I had already saw it unsheathe), he quickly suggested us to split up. He would go hunting and I, bound to the ground, would look to make a fire quickly.

I was disappointed. I didn't want him to leave me at all. As I previously stated, my logic was dulled with lust, but it hadn't completely surrendered. I still recognized that I was wet to a point, where my panties were so drenched, that they sored me up and felt uncomfortable. So I took a look around making sure nobody (especially Daven) was here and took of my pants and underwear. I tossed the panties away and took a look at my pubic region.

As I always shaved myself down there (riding with lots of hair is not very pleasant), I had a pretty good look on my vagina. It was dripping, even though it hadn't been touched. Curiously I took a dip with my left index finger. I immediately shuddered hard the moment it pressed on my folds. How was I being so overly sensitive? I retracted my finger and put it on my lips to taste my own nectar. It was different then I remembered, much more sweet and intoxicating. And it suddenly awoke the desire to taste someone else's fluids: Daven's. And then I found it, right above my clitoris was my first scale. It was completely white and just about one square millimeter. It amused and scared me to death at the same time.

I forced myself to put on my pants again, feeling its crotch being drenched. My folds were so swollen, that the jeans cut them in half scrubbing the slimy surface. Under any other circumstances, this would have been a major problem, but with me being so wet, it was just a dream walking around finding branches and knags.

Daven came back at mid-day. He brought two huge dears for us. I was so hungry that I momentarily forgot to be needy and dug straight into the raw meat. I had never done that before; the thought had disgusted me to the bones. But now... It seemed like my mind changed, before my body would. And this kind of scared me.

I talked about this to Daven. He said: "That sounds interesting and I think you are right. You have changed a lot already, smelling better than ever." He took a long sniff to enjoy it. "And you also behave differently." He watched me caressing him softly.

"Do you actually feel that", I asked feeling his breast scales with just the tiniest touch of my fingertips.

He nodded happily. "This is heaven", he appreciated, "Please continue."

We laid there, me touching him everywhere except his sheath. I just wasn't ready for that yet, even though my pussy was basically crying for it. My jeans now had a noticeable dark spot between my legs. And it became bigger and bigger.

To get my thinking of that, I tried to find other things to focus on. But the only thing interesting enough was this big, handsome dragon in front of me. I never saw Daven as ugly, but now I found myself being attracted to him. His elegant paws, his dark green scales, his white underbelly, his handsome face and that beautiful phallus, that started to come out of his hiding place.

Once Daven recognized, where I looked again, he seemed uncomfortable. "I'm sorry", he growled, "It is just a natural reaction. It is just... well... you smell like a dragoness... a very needy one. I'm sorry." He gritted his teeth as if he expected me to run away, because of his cock. I did do the exact opposite. I grabbed it.

"What are you doing", he hissed trying to control the feeling that washed over him, "You can't..." His words dropped.

"I want it to twitch", I said. My mind was blank, nothing to do here. This giant Phallus seemed so delicious. It didn't matter that we were out in the nature, in the middle of nowhere. It didn't matter, that I was still human. The only thing that mattered was him being satisfied and me being mated.

I tasted the liquid from the tip of the now fully stretched more than 60 centimeters long penis and was in heaven immediately. It was glorious. I had grabbed it with both of my small, human girl hands and only got a grip on the very top of it. Slowly I started to move my hands up and down, staring at the massive sight.

"You should not be doing this", Daven growled. But I could see it in his eyes. He loved being touched down there. And the protest was cut short, when I intensified my grip around his length. "This feels too good", he moaned.

He reached out with his front paw and tried to massage my head. He wasn't able to go further down due to our height differences. But for now, I just enjoyed each and every touch. I pulled myself closer to him almost hugging the huge cock between my hands, still sending shivers through Daven's body with each stroke.

He suddenly moved and rolled on his back, carefully watching his wings not to be damaged in any way. And he pulled me on top of him. Now I sat on his belly, one leg dangling on each side of his massive body. He had some sort of small round spikes and one of which was coming up right, where my crotch was. I didn't need any more invitation.

I started humping on this very spot. But the effect was not as I expected. So I bent my legs and searched for a place to get a hold to, so I could really grind into him. But my shoes proved to be of no use for this, so I simply got rid of them by loosening them with my hands. With my bare feet it was now much easier to kneel myself on him and rub my pussy on this sweet spot.

Daven, always fascinated by my tiny feet, grinned. And without hesitation he came closer with his massive snout and started to lick them. I, still maintaining the up and down motion on his cock, now lost all control. My feet were as sensitive as my folds. And both got the penetration they wanted.

"Daven. I love you", I moaned and looked back at his grinning face. He was still busy with my feet, but from the corner of my eyes I saw his claw creeping closer, heading for my shirt.

"I will unravel you", he growled. And with one smooth and careful cut, he tore through my pullover and shirt, getting them to hang awkwardly in front of me. I sighed and released his cock for a short moment to get the clothes out of the way, just to grab it even tighter, pressing my whole front against it and.

"You still have too much on you", Daven stated and destroyed my bra clip with his claw, "I never got why you'd wear that anyway."

I smiled while getting rid of the uncomfortable undergarment. I was now so close to Davens that I was able to use his rod for the grinding of my vagina. And this kind of continued for a couple of minutes. Me humping his Dick with basically my whole body and him satisfied with the unraveling continued to lick my feet. And it was glorious. Just the smell he emitted got me almost to the edge.

But now my pants started to seem completely unnecessary. I stopped that all the humping and took my hands of my dragon's cock. An angry growl came from Daven: "Why do you stop?" His reservation had turned into pure eagerness to get off with me.

"I can't feel you everywhere!", I cried.

He just looked at me puzzled for a moment, then he seemed to understand. He carefully lifted me up and set me down next to him. My legs were quivering with excitement. He smiled and then seductively started to strike me everywhere. With a small caress in my face he started and then he worked his way downwards. His first stop was at my boobs.

With such delicateness he massaged them, that I it was just magical. How could he be so soft with those massive claws? He drove me mad. And then he took a dive down, scratching my jeans without ever hurting me. He drew between my legs and I gasped loudly.

"Don't stop!", I moaned.

He just smirked and continued to ruin my jeans. My legs, however, couldn't stand this and I fell to my knees. My already ripped jeans just tore even more and a hole between my legs opened. Daven's nostrils widened and without hesitation he stuck his head between my legs. With careful jaws he got rid of the completely soaked bottom of the jeans, which granted him access to my awaiting folds.

But first he slurped all the juices around my pussy leaving me aching for more penetration. And then finally he just stuck it in there. I had never moaned so loud in my live. And without hesitation he tongue-fucked me. I had already been on my edge from the previous humping, which meant, that I instantly came without much work. I came so hard, that I saw stars for a moment. And I shouted Daven's Name over and over again.

I almost took a full minute to regain my senses. I realized my dragon was sitting next to me panting heavily. It was clear, that he wanted to get off as well and I was more than willing to do so. I jumped on him and with him being ready he rolled on his back again with me in the best possible spot on him: Right at his Phallus.

No time was wasted as I started pounding his cock with my body again. I clenched to it rubbing it with my hands as well as between my breasts. I even started grinding my pussy lips at the base of his sheath. He growled happily for this great massage.

It took no minute for him to come and I came with him again. And since my face was right at the tip of his penis I took the whole load. He was a big dragon and had more semen in him than anyone I knew. I once actually measured it and it came to almost three deciliters. Most of it just splashed my face, but some actually came into my mouth. I simply swallowed every drop.

Panting heavily, I rolled off of him and lay next to him. "You are awesome!", I exhaled, still full of semen.

"Well, you are the needy one here", Daven groaned. He reached over and licked playfully over my mouth, "I can't wait until you actually transform..."

"You are persuaded quite easily. How was that about 'We shouldn't do this about half an hour ago'?", I asked. I took his snout and planted a tender kiss on there.

"That was before I knew how beautiful you come!", Daven said, "I mean holy shit! It's not just that you smell better than ever, you also sound so... intimate."

I chuckled and blushed a little.

"Aren't you cold?", he wanted to know.

"I guess; I can cuddle with you to stay warm." I looked over at my torn t- shirt and my ruined (and still drenched) jeans. "It's not like I can wear any of that anymore."

The only thing that really survived our heated battle, were my sneakers. Daven actually took one of them and sniffed it. "How can they smell so good? I thought human feet were supposed to stink?", he stated. He then took the second sneaker and sniffed it, too.

"You are weird!", I exclaimed, looking for attention, knocking the shoes out of his claws and instead placed myself on top of him again. I brought his snout to my mouth and tried to kiss him again. This time his tongue answered and we actually managed to battle a little bit with each other.

"Let's take a nap", he suggested after breaking the kiss.

"I just want to clean up before", I said and stood up to go to the small clear water lake across the plateau. I washed my face and even cleaned up my inner thighs and feet.

When I came back, Daven seemed a little disappointed. "Now you don't smell that good anymore", he complained looking at my crotch area. I ignored him and just laid myself on top of him, arms hanging and legs angled. I tried to hug him, but failed, since I was so little. Daven laid down and laid his hands on me. We were so exhausted, that it took us no more than ten minutes to get asleep, even though it was just past midday.

Third Day

I woke up in the middle of the night. I had fallen from Davens belly and now laid next to him. But his protective side had shown up and his body actually had shifted. He now was hugging me from the side, one front paw on my boobies and one between my legs.

I couldn't resist to take his paw and use his claws to get me going. He had this soft pats, where he usually stood on, that were perfect to rub on my clitoris. It was heaven again, something cheeky element about it. I'm pretty sure, he almost woke up, because after a couple of minutes I started emitting a strong musky scent and I felt his nostrils begin to bulge. Also I really had to control myself not to be loud, which was a real challenge. My vagina was still very sensitive and each stroke made me clinch my teeth. I bit my lips in order to not to moan out loud. And after just over a minute I started to shudder and my hips bucked uncontrollably.

"My little dragoness", Daven snorted. He still seemed to be sleeping, but obviously he had the right dream. I couldn't help, but smiling to myself. How could I be so ready to become his mate. Just yesterday I was only his trustful companion, his best friend, who found him as a hurt youngling. We had grown so much since that and at this moment there was this sudden flash of panic, that told me, that this was just a product of the transformation. That it was just the fact, that he saw me now as a needy dragoness in heat.

As if he read my mind, Daven continued to speak in his sleep: "You'll always be my little best friend. I love you for all you are. We were just destined to be mates, sooner or later."

"Daven?", I asked, assuming he couldn't have said this without been woken up. But as I freed my body from his intimate embrace, I could see his eyes still being shut. "He really loves me and I do, too", I whispered, "He is my friend! But also my mate."

With a feeling of perfect satisfaction, I tiptoed away from him, back to the little lake. I felt the need to wash myself again, especially my pubic area, which was more than soaked again. I kneed in front of the dark water, scooping some water with my hollow hands and splashing them on my bare vagina.

Then I recognized the additional scales. They were very smooth and framed my lips in their silver shining glory.

"This is beautiful. It's beginning."

I moved my finger over the scales and was surprised as how natural this felt. They were already impenetrable, but they were as sensitive as the skin they replaced.

And then I recognized my feet. There was nothing out of the ordinary about them, apart from the inevitable feeling, that tiptoeing was the best thing ever! I didn't want to stand on my soles anymore, making me digitigrade.

"I better tell him, that it starts", I thought to myself and ran back to my sleeping dragon.

And while I did that I continued pacing faster and faster, a look down to my feet solved the riddle why. My size 6 feet changed. The big toe moved up to the heel and shrank down until it disappeared completely, while my other toes stretched out. I grew claws! My nails became hooked and created these little retract zones, where I could draw them in to not scratch anybody. I also got this little soft black pads, that made my tiptoe walking smooth. I was still able to feel the floor, but it couldn't hurt me.

Scales suddenly grew on my instep and flooded my whole paws in a matter of seconds. Unlike the silver shining ones around my vagina, those scales glistered in a green, grayish tone. With each step I felt how my body welcomed all the changes. Every time I lifted a foot, I wiggled my claws. They became so much more flexible. I got so excited by this change, that I almost ran past my mate, who was still lying where I left him.

"Daven!"; I shouted, "Daven! Wake up! It's happening."

The dragon didn't react other than inhaling slowly. He didn't even seem to notice that I had been gone in the first place.

"DAVEN!", I screamed, fearing he would miss my transformation all together. The scales now covered all my feet (oh how I adored standing digitigrade!) and they started moving up my thighs. It felt like a soft, but pleasant tickle, that stretched out and changed me.

"DAVEN!", I shouted again.

"Yes, my needy dragoness?", he asked, yawning in the process.

I didn't come to answer that question, because up next he took a deep breath of air through his nostrils. This made him realize the smell I had left on him. That sexy, sweet scent, that obviously made him crazy. In a matter of milliseconds, he opened his eyes and I already saw his Phallus unsheathe again.

"What have you been doing?", he growled.

"Doesn't matter, mate. I am changing!", I shouted. The scales now had reached my knees. The now crept slower, but instead my hands felt weird. This time it was my middle finger retracting and the other therefore grew the beautiful claws. But unlike my hind paws, my fingers remained almost as delicate and functional as they were before. My thumb could still be opposed to the other fingers. The only disadvantage were the black pads that formed as they did on my toes. They numbed down my fingers, but would allow me to walk on all fours.

Meanwhile, Daven had stood up. With no hesitation he walked up to me gazing at the new self I was becoming. "You are going to be such a beautiful female", he purred. He started caressing me with his snout. I felt so sensitive I started to get goosebumps. But this was not, what I expected. Everywhere he touched me, those goosebumps became scales and as the transformation of my front paws completed, the greenish scales started to spread there, too.

He licked my face with a devilish grin and as he continued on my hairline I understood, why. My hair fell down in clumps. All the days I had spent brushing them, making sure they didn't get to wild, so I would be stated civilized in the colonies, they were broken by this one moment. I had been proud of my beautiful hair, but female air dragons didn't have them. What a pity!

As Daven was still busy with spreading the scales on my head, I suddenly noticed the scales on a whole different place. My whole legs covered in them, they had reached my virginal silver scales between my legs. My folds rearranged. The whole slit, not just the edge became scaly. But it was in no way less ready than the old one. Immediately the folds dripped in anticipation. My pussy knew, what was going to happen as soon as I was fully feral.

What followed was my internal apparatus. Those ovaries were not suited for a dragon. I felt them change, making sure I could bare eggs from my mate. With these changes the other organs had to move, too. They rearranged and adapted themselves to their new form. My lungs seemed to gain more than twice their size, making sure I would never run out of breath again. And with the end of those changes I felt my slit starting to move backwards, closer to my anus. After all I would be mated from behind.

My neck now began to elongate and with it my prepared face formed a snout. My tongue split and grew as well. Daven had took a step back, admiring the changes, so he would have a good look. He had just fixed on my crotch area again, when I, eager to kiss him with my new tongue, reached forward and lost balance. I assumed to crush hard on my front, but this didn't happen. Naturally my front paws reached out to absorb the fall and with a little crack my hips rearranged. And with that I recognized how being on all fours felt absolutely natural.

Now down, I felt closer to Daven than ever. I reached out my head to great my mate. And as I did so, my neck seemed to build itself up, gaining more and more length, so I wouldn't have to walk. But with that, I kind of felt myself almost tilting forward. This was, when my tailbone started doing its work. In a rapid motion it grew itself to almost two meters in length in just about half a minute, allowing me to stay standing as my snout reached my mate's. We did our first draconic kiss, which sealed our bond.

"I can't wait", Daven whispered happily as we parted. Horns now grew on my forehead and on top of my scalp a leathery fin started to grow, which drew itself to the farthest point of my newly wiggling tail. And then there was this awkward feeling, right on my shoulder pats. It made me feel as something tried to free itself on its own. I didn't get, that these were my silver wings starting to form.

My vision shifted. My eyes became much bigger and therefore, the night became brighter. Also I could swear, that I saw a color, that was completely new to me. And because my skull changed its form they were now sitting further on each side, allowing me for almost 360° updated vision. This was, where I noticed the wings, that were now about two meters wide and still growing. Somehow though, I wasn't able to use them at all. My brain just didn't seem to be ready for it.

Next was my sense of smell. And it almost blew my mind. I instantly admired Daven for holding back so long. My sent was, for a lack of a better word intoxicating, even for myself. But it was nothing compared to what Davens erected Phallus emitted. It almost shut down my mind completely.

The rest did my brain itself. It changed last, allowing me access to my now fully grown wings, that immediately flapped in excitement. I wanted this dragon in front of me to pound me mindless, to make me come and to bear our tiny little hatchlings. I looked up to Daven, only to find out, that he now was just a tiny little bit bigger than me. I hadn't recognized how I had grown during this whole transformation.

He grinned at me. His Phallus dangled ready for me between his legs. But he didn't move. Why didn't he move?

"Mount me", I commanded. Immediately startled about my new voice being draconian.

"Not yet, beautiful", he said calmly, "We have to approach this carefully."

I almost burst out in tears. Didn't he love me? Was it not his deepest wish to get me pregnant, to mount me?

"You should first see yourself", he suggested. And I saw, that it took him all his efforts to restrain himself from mounting me immediately, "And then we should take precautions."

"What do you mean?", I asked almost angrily.

"You shouldn't bear children after this mating", he said, "We are not ready for this... Not yet."

Baffled, I was not able to answer at first. But his calm voice brought back some of my logic. My handsome Dragon wouldn't want me to get pregnant in this heated moment. He would want me to wait, until he and I were ready to raise children. And he loved me so much that he stopped us from rushing this beautiful moment. I sighed hard, only to take in his mind-killing smell.

But I focused, before I said: "How do we make sure not to get pregnant. I want you, no matter what. And I want you in me."

I realized that I sounded desperate. I was like a bitch in heat and this moment made me realize that. I felt ashamed.

"It's a simple spell", Daven said, "I will chant it..."

I nodded slowly. "I will go watch myself then", I said, not feeling proud and ready at all suddenly.

"Hej", he held me back, "You don't have to feel ashamed. Those pheromones are so strong. I was afraid I couldn't hold back and the males aren't even that brainwashed. Just the fact that I was able to calm you, makes you stronger than any other dragoness I've talked, too."

"You talked to other dragonesses about this", I asked not feeling eased at all.

Daven nodded. "I was afraid, that something like this would happen and wanted to make sure, it wouldn't destroy our friendship. So I asked some females at Belchenion about the heat. They were pretty vocal about it and told me, that most females were almost unstoppable during their first. They said, that it was pure horror until they got control over it."

"So you knew that and didn't tell me anything", I complained.

Daven let his head sink down and then said in a very quiet voice. "I didn't want you to become scared and retract your whish of becoming a dragoness. I want you to be my mate. My heart, my friend... I didn't want to lose you!"

I couldn't help, but awe at this young dragon. Ever since we met he had been such a gentleman to me. And now, the first time he is actually selfish, he is burying himself in self-doubt. And this made me love him, stronger than ever... as a friend and as his mate. This proved for me that he cared for me, even though he wanted to rut me. But the fact was, I wanted this. I wanted his giant phallus in the newly formed vagina I acquired. NOW!

"Chant the spell", I demanded, "please."

"Don't you want", he started.

"I can see myself later", I interrupted, "I want you now."

His eyes widened in pleasure. And then they started to glow. He sure didn't want to lose any more time talking. The spell took effect as soon as I felt my new ovaries starting to go back a little. They understood, that this mating was for the bonding only and their part was not needed in this.

Relieved I sniffed in another breeze of the orderly air. As my lust had been repressed by the sudden realization of what I actually did, it now came back twice the strength knowing, that this would become a mating of friends becoming soul bound, without fearing pregnancy at all. My mind, my soul and my body were all moaning after this handsome dragon in front of me.

Daven though sure took his time. First he took another step back, making sure I couldn't reach him at all and each time I took a step towards him, he shook his head and paced with me. I angrily hissed at him, but he just playfully stuck his tongue out. Then he circled me. Making sure he had all of my new beauty taken in, before he claimed it. I followed him with my head, making sure to wiggle my hips seductively, when he took a good look.

When he reached my hind the second time he finally stepped closer. I readied myself for him, crouching my forelegs and raising my tail. He just took a good sniff from my Vagina and then circled its edge with two tips of his tongue.

I whimpered: "Mate me, God!"

He didn't chuckle, he just drew another circle with his tongue, making me hiss in anticipation.

"You smell like heaven"; he claimed, when he dipped in the tongue into my waiting folds. I growled lustfully, but this was not what I wanted. I wanted that huge thing in me. This Phallus, which was now so fitting for me, so perfect. And then he did it. With a fleet-footed hop, he jumped me, landing right behind the back of my wings. The weight didn't bother me, it assured me, made me want to get closer.

Then it was there. His giant cock touched my folds, sending shivers of pleasure through both of us. We wanted it so hard.

"Be my dragoness!", Daven shouted and with one single rump he drew it in me. I had expected some pain, something other than the feeling of a thousand pleasure bombs, rising from this huge penis filling me. But it just completed me, making me eager to have more of it. I lumbered backward, my hind rising against my mate's sex, forging such an intimate bond, that made me moan out my excitement: "Fuck me!"

Then he withdrew himself, it sent me even higher in my agony. With a moan himself he started to hump me. Slowly at first, savoring every touch, every rub. But then he increased his speed and with that his strength. He didn't rut me mindlessly, though. Somehow he still maintained control and made sure, that he hit all my favorite spots.

I struggled to keep myself on my feet, extending my curved claws to get a good hold in order to not get pushed away from my pounding mate. I released one moaned howl after another, praising my dragon for the pleasure he gave me. Within minutes I would discover, that a dragoness' orgasm was nothing compared to a human's. My canal clenched his penis trying to milk him, even though he wasn't ready yet. And while it was doing that it sent wave after wave of new found lust into my brain, leaving me shuddering under Daven's weight.

"Oh, Daven... More", I panted, while he gained more and more speed in his humping.

I didn't come down from this orgasm. The pleasure just kept getting better and better. I then realized, that this wasn't the orgasm, this was just the beginning. I was not able to come up with what this might end, but I seriously hoped, that Daven had the same pleasure as I did.

"I love you", he shouted, now humping me furiously with such force, that my claws actually weren't enough to hold me in place.

It didn't matter, though.

Davens pushes started to become less controlled and my milking vagina was excited to take the work from here.

"I come, Kyra!"

And I, too, sensed, that I almost reached the real plateau, the real orgasm.

He brought us over the edge with one last pound. As I felt him releasing his seed into me, I came. This time it was real. It was more than I ever imagined. We bonded, truly, and this meant, that on top of my own orgasm, came the lust of his'. We felt each other losing all control and glorifying this moment to its fullest.

As I came down from the highs, I was lying. My legs had been compromised, unable to stand. My dear mate was still in me, keeping sure, that I wasn't leaking.

"I love you", I whispered.

"I love you, too. Mate", he said.

I turned my head and pressed my snout unto his to a dragon kiss.

We parted soon after. Since I wasn't able to get pregnant, this meant that I would leak eventually. I took the time to admire my new draconic self in the mirror like waters of the small lake. I wasn't able to clean up, though, because Daven jumped me again.

That night we mated five times, before we knocked ourselves out, exhausted.

The next days were a slur, containing of the three basic things: Mating, sleeping and eating.

It took us a whole week to teach ourselves some restraints. And we made sure, that we didn't land on top of each other after every flight. I won't include a detailed description of those days into this diary, because they would go beyond the scope of the scientific principle of this (if it ever existed). So the next day is actually day 10, not four.

...

Kyra I laid her first clutch a year later, making sure to be prepared to become parents.