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Korriana had come to many realizations recently, not too many of them were pleasant. First she had to come to terms with the fact that she had grown up worshiping a total twit. It wasn't just now that he had lost a portion of his mind either. Tons of problems she had to fix with society were caused by his sheer stupidity before that point, during the time that she was still obsessed with him. He accidentally made the Kobolds believe it heresy to talk about mold, by being too tired to discuss a storage problem they were having and being to embarrassed to admit his fault.

Second, Kobolds are stupid. Really stupid. She spent hours trying to convince them that rock fights wasn't a healthy pastime. She was busy trying to get Sorcerers to stop killing people for the assumed heresy of non-sorcerers wearing too much clothing. Every time she spoke to anyone they would stare blankly and vacantly at her, waiting for her to say something they could comprehend, that was three words or less, and didn't compromise their devotion to the Dragon. The worst part was knowing she was just like them, using a wizard's staff, that would annihilate everything in a ten meter radius if destroyed, to trigger traps designed to maim trespassers.

Third and most annoying, was finding out that the princess wasn't actually human at all. As Thalthas told it, all the kings of all the lands were dragons in disguise, so it stood to reason that this girl was just hiding in her second form to keep up the appearance for the surface folks who didn't worship them. Being so young, but still three years above Korriana, she was weak and physically powerless. The issue was that if the kobolds found out that there was more than one Dragon, let alone more than one in their vicinity, there would be mass hysteria. Despite the princess unknowingly holding a knife at their throats, Thalthas obviously wanted to lay her.

But not all everything was bad. She was a High Sorceress able to cast mighty magic. The process of mastering her powers was tough, but she had learned to command fire and use Dragon shapeshfting. Although her new human-like form (Thalthas stated it looked more like an Elf whatever that was) was clumsy, she didn't have an ugly arm-butt like the princess. She looked really cute as an Elf too.

"You seem to have mastered this," Thalthas stated, his impressed tone had settled a bit after Korriana had proven herself a quick study. He had since started relying on her competence.

"Why do I look 'one hundred years old' as an Elf?" Korriana questioned, somewhat annoyed by a comment made the previous day.

"The magic emulates an age category, not the number of years," Thalthas had a sudden, embarrassing realization, then added, "You're an adult, and an adult Elf is fifty. You're an adult, right?"

Korriana stamped a foot, "I'll have you know, I'm twelve years old." It was somewhat difficult to be any more cross with a creature who's head was still larger than her.

Thalthas's face twisted in disgust, "Please don't mention that to our guest. In fact, if you're not in Kobold form, never mention your age... I don't want to scare people."

"Okay, I get it," Did she? "You don't want me to sound like someone's grandmother."

The clockwork in Thalthas's head was obviously spinning. Korriana assumed it was something she didn't think too much about anymore. Kobolds reach sexual maturity at four to five years. They rarely live to see their own grandchildren, although she had met an old crone of age twenty five. At twelve, she had outlived her expected span, mostly people had written her off, as she was losing her youth. This may have horrible implications for a two hundred year old dragon who had just donated a decent chunk of his mind to her.

"On task," Thalthas coughed, "I need you to talk to the princess. Find out where she's from, what's her name, and if she's expecting a welcome return."

And if she finds any of your forms attractive?

"Tell her you're my ally, not my subject."

Korriana sighed, "Can't you just use your human form?"

He shook his head, "Dragons can't change their eyes. She'll recognize me. Plus this gives us time to think once she's said her bit. We don't want to rush into any promises."

Korriana had a polite chat with the princess. Her name was Laughter she was a copper dragon of Bogragog, where her father Duke Guffaw was actively trying to have her rescued. He offered a sizable reward for it as well.

"A reward?" Thalthas chuckled, "Then we should just take her back ourselves."

Korriana failed to mention that Laughter admitted that she found Thalthas attractive, and completely unprovoked. She wasn't honestly sure why she cared so much.

"Bogragog also has a branch of the Arcane Society," Thalthas stated, "There are things I need from them."

Korriana began to ask what he meant, but suddenly it occurred to her to ask something more obvious, "If you sleep on a giant mound of money, why do we need the reward?"

Thalthas turned away in embarrassment, "I feel that I deserve more."

Korriana reached into the hoard and pluck a single coin from it. It looked and felt real, until she took the moment to smell it. It didn't smell like gold. Thinking further, he had been explaining things like currency to her in case it came up. Coins were made of a variety of metals, these were all gold. She cast the first spell she learned, detect magic, and focused on the hoard for around a minute. Illusion magic, powerful but true.

Korriana climbed up false hoard and placed a hand on her Dragon's side. She shifted back into her true form and snuggled up against him. It was late, and she was tired from her lessons, so they slept for a time.

When Korriana awoke, she was being held by a human man she hadn't seen before. Despite having not shown her this form, she realized what he meant immediately. Those where Thalthas's eyes, proud yet very tired, always tired. This form was less nice to look at than even his normal bipedal form, but the soft warm hands felt nice on her scales.

With him stroking her tail, it took some effort to concentrate on it, but she turned into her Elvish form. She was suddenly face to face with Human Thalthas, sitting on his lap with his hands firmly on her butt. The Elf form sported unscaled skin, which was way too cold and sensitive to wear, but in this case the sensitivity was forgivable.

When she was learning to shapeshift, Thalthas mentioned that he had a total of five forms. He had observed that she would have the potential for four. It was all a part of the rules, magic always had esoteric rules. By the look on Thalthas's face, he was very interested in exploring her new Elf self, and admittedly Korriana was curious about Human anatomy all of the sudden.

"We should be getting ready to depart," Thalthas whispered, "But..."

Thalthas clasped the back of her head in hand and pressed his lips against hers. He toyed with her lips for a moment before realizing that Korriana had no frame of reference to know the proper response to take. She tried to nibble on his lower lip, but found it difficult lacking a beak. Thalthas pulled back laughing.

"We'll have to work on this," he suggested.

Thalthas rose to his feet, effortlessly bringing Korriana up with him. He set her down, where she stood only a few hands shorter than him, giving her the perfect height to nestle her face in his less so than normal but still powerful chest. He stopped her from doing so, making Korriana very aware of how aroused she was.

"Business," Thalthas demanded.

Unknown to Korriana, Thalthas had a chamber that allowed them to teleport directly to the surface. Near the chamber was a sort of open air armory, where he kept a number of magic items. Korriana vaguely remembered her staff being retrieved from here. Thalthas pulled a magic sack off the wall, stuffing it full of items seemingly too big to fit individually.

They then used the teleportation circle to reach the surface, then proceeded to exit the secret room mere few steps away from the dungeon's entrance.

"How do you stop adventurers from finding that?" Laughter asked.

"Distraction," Thalthas narrowed his eyes, "I breed mimics. Keep some pinned in the next room."

Laughter thought on this, "Aren't mimics really dangerous?"

Thalthas didn't respond, and when Laughter wasn't satisfied, Korriana ventured for, "Adventurers are more dangerous."

A single, dark, uninviting, surprisingly safe hallway later, the party found themselves outside. The dungeon's entrance was in a forest or something, Korriana didn't know how to tell forests or anything about the surface world really, so it just looked alien. They stumbled through a covered, mostly unused trail for a while, before they entered a clearing.

The clearing was covered in plant life and was too bright to see properly. Korriana squinted at the open field, larger than any room she had ever been in, even Thalthas's chambers. It felt very awkward, and she had trouble coping with how open everything was. With a few deep breaths, she was fine, then her trapfinder's instinct kicked in and she decided that something horrible must be above her.

The ceiling to the room was very bright, with a blinding globe hanging from it. It was weirdly blue with white, soft looking formations on it. Then she realized the white objects were moving, they were alive. She instinctively hid back into the trees and peered at the strange beasts through the branches. They had no limbs or noteworthy forms.

"What's wrong?" Laughter asked her, oblivious to the threat looming above.

Thalthas also seemed to be confused, then chortled boisterously. The two women stared at him in indignation.

The blazing redhead's proud smile faded, "She has never been above ground."

Laughter looked between them, "She's not an Elf?"

"Dragon," Thalthas jumped on the lie quickly.

The fear in Korriana was immediately overshadowed with excitement. She was going to get treated as a Dragon? That was much better than a simple high sorceress, hero of her people, admired by all. The idea of "a" Dragon hurt a little, but there couldn't be another "the" Dragon after all, there could be only one of those.

"Can she fly?" Laughter looked at Korriana for a moment, "Are you a silver dragon or a diamond?"

Silver? Diamond? Korriana considered that her scales were kind of silvery. Why was that important?

"I would carry both of you," Thalthas suggested, then he resumed his true form.

In the surface light, his scales glistened with more colors than were immediately evident in his chambers. His scales were a mix of crimson, gold, light blues, and some silver. As he stretched his wings, the colors cascaded in a way that made Korriana ache. She noticed a similar fascination in Laughter, who was having equal trouble hiding her admiration.

"You're a Jasper Dragon!" Laughter's excitement was barely containable, "I thought you were extinct!"

It was odd to Korriana that her Dragon, The Dragon, be categorized like that. It sort of made her angry. It was however much more unsettling seeing her Dragon in his might true form showing obvious embarrassment.

"No," Thalthas admitted, "I'm actually an Abalone Dragon."

Laughter's excitement was replaced with confusion, "Like those slimy things with the weird shells the merchants like to eat?"

"Yes," Thalthas rolled his eyes, "We can't all be attuned to precious metals or gemstones."

All?

"Or colors," Laughter shivered, then looked away and added, "I'm sorry, sir, I don't mean to sound ungrateful. You are a very fine specimen, and I thank you for helping me."

A fine specimen?

"It is my duty," Thalthas spotted the disapproval in Korriana's face and suggested, "but I would appreciate it if we hurried this along."

Despite Korriana's distrust of this room's very high ceiling, she let Laughter help her onto Thalthas's back. After being instructed to hold on tight, Korriana found herself a comfortable position hugging Thalthas's neck, sitting on his shoulders. A few moments later, Laughter was behind her. Without any of Thalthas to hold onto, Laughter held onto Korriana.

The feeling of the princess's front-butt against her back was strangely satisfying. Having her fingers pass by some very sensitive spots on her chest before clasping over the front of her shoulders was a little startling. It wasn't too awkward, until Thalthas lifted into the air, the movement of his powerful wings rubbing the two of them against each other.

Korriana was of the growing mind to protest, until she managed to catch sight of the ground below. It was lethally far below, making the trees she had treated as a ceiling seem like a dangerous hazard she needed to cling for dear life not to fall into. How high was this blue ceiling?

Thalthas began to fly forward, causing a weird noise to require yelling between Thalthas and Laughter for directions. The fear, discomfort, and unwelcome arousal drove Korriana to shut her eyes tight and chant quietly to herself that she would not let go and she would survive.

It felt like a year passed before they landed. Laughter hopped off excited to see her home town, but Thalthas had to shift into human form in an attempt to let Korriana down. She clung to Thalthas's back, unable to cope with life temporarily. Thalthas eventually managed to pry Korriana off of him, leaving her in a ball on the soft, wet grass.

"We are here," Thalthas whispered to her, "I need you to regain your strength."

Korriana shivered, "That's not how wings are supposed to work. They move air, air doesn't move them."

Thalthas considered this, didn't really know how he could explain flight, then decided to try another approach. He reached down to grab Korriana by the collar, pulled her to her feet, and forced her to look him in the eyes.

"You are stronger than this," He commanded.

Korriana wiped the tears from her eyes, she took a deep breath and stated, "I was just surprised. Ceilings aren't supposed to be so high."

Thalthas looked up, then back at her, "The sky?"

Korriana stared blankly, not knowing the word.

"When we're in the Duke's estate, I'll do all the talking," Thalthas reached into his magic bag and pulled out Korriana's staff, "This time, just stand about and look powerful. Don't talk about Dragon stuff, even with other Dragons. Don't talk about our kingdom, change the subject if necessary. In fact, don't talk unless you have a very good reason to."

Korriana sighed, "My moment of weakness has passed."

Thalthas shook his head, "Politics are too dangerous to enter blindly. Observe what you can. Avoid making idle comments. Learn as much as possible. I trust you, but you are not ready."

Korriana took her staff, its familiar weight helped her bring her confidence back, "I can do these things."

"Great!" Laughter shouted, "Because here comes the town guard to welcome us."

After an amount of confusion, some weapons pointed at them, and a lot of dredging through a crowded city with weirdly damp air, they arrived at the Duke's estate. The guards who escorted them were replaced with higher ranking ones who guided them to the Duke himself. There was a heartwarming reunion of father and daughter than left Korriana feeling sort of empty, having never met her own parents.

There was a lot of confusing speech in a language Korriana only barely understood, Draconic she thought. It left her time to consider that she now understood several languages, and how weird it was simply to overlook such an ability. The discussion seemed to require the Duke and Thalthas to both display no emotional response, and every guard and servant in the room to act like nothing was wrong despite being terrified.

Laughter leaned in to whisper, "It looks like my father really likes you guys."

"How can you tell?" Korriana whispered back.

"He's suggesting actual rewards rather than peace talks."

Unsure what that meant, Korriana watched as the discussion drove on. She had no idea what they could be talking about. Eventually, the Duke made a gesture, and all the servants left the room. One of the guards approached Laughter and offered to escort her to her room. Confused, Korriana looked to Thalthas for guidance.

"He wishes to speak with me alone," Thalthas stated with no hint of implications, "Find some way to amuse yourself for the time being."

Laughter's guard ushered the two of them out of the room. Outside the room was an overly lavish hallway leading to dozens of smaller rooms in several directions. A quiet mannered servant, standing up to Korriana's elf waist bowed deeply to the princess.

"If my lady wishes..." he began.

"Leave us," Laughter commanded.

The servant, as well as the guard, both stepped back and allowed Laughter to guide Korriana down the hall. Korriana took a brief glance back at the servant, who was frozen in fear, still bent halfway in a bow. The guard wasn't fairing much better.

After a single turn, they found a large white door that lead to Laughter's personal room. Korriana was hesitant to follow this strange woman any further. Laughter smiled and urged her into the room apparently built for giants. Then she remembered that it was a Dragon she was looking at, hiding in a human form. Korriana tried not to display her panic, but with no other course for action aside from fleeing, she found herself following the dragon girl into her room.

Laughter closed the door behind them, clicking closed the lock. Korriana's danger instincts kicked in, and she stepped away from the girl, making sure there were no traps in her vicinity. The only obvious traps were a pool of heated water in one corner, possibly the weird cloth draped over the bed hid something dangerous, and the armoire. Never trust an armoire.

Laughter stepped in closer with a cheeky grin, "I know who you are."

"Of course," Korriana stepped back, "I am Sorceress Korriana, we met in..."

"Traptap?" Laughter smiled, then lived up to her name with a breathy, beautiful laugh at the response, "I heard the other little people call you that."

Korriana looked back at the door, it required a key which was firmly in Laughter's hand. She had already fallen into the trap. This was her undoing.

Laughter tried to step in again, and quietly accused, "You're not a dragon at all."

Korriana stepped back, but was getting dangerously close to that pool of water. The steam was oddly nice on her skin, but it was surely being brought to a boil. This crazy princess was going to cook her and eat her.

"You're no elf either," Laughter tossed the key aside, onto her bed, "What are you?"

Korriana looked at the woman, then at the water, then the key. If she could keep her talking...

"I'm a Kobold," she admitted.

Laughter paused, eyebrows raised, "Kobolds aren't extinct?"

"Extinct?" Korriana tried to inch away from being between the woman and the water.

"Died out," Laughter explained, "As a whole, the kobolds were recorded to have died. Extinction means there are none left."

The woman had said this about dragons. No, it was about Jasper Dragons. Either way that meant that Dragons could die. That wasn't right. Her Dragon was omnipotent. Wasn't he?

A finger on her chest brought Korriana back to the moment. Laughter was now upon her, with a mischievous look in her eyes.

"Whatever you are," she suggested, "You rescued me."

Korriana was suddenly frozen with fear. The offended finger began trailing downward, its owner intently sizing her up.

"What do you want from me?" Korriana ventured.

"I want..."

Laughter's hand reached Korriana's groin, she paused for a moment feeling about. The sensation would have been pleasant if it was someone less frightening.

Laughter stepped back embarrassed and turned away, "You're a girl?"

"Uh..." Korriana's fear subsided a little, "Yes."

Laughter laughed at herself, before turning back to face Korriana with a shake voice, "I'm so sorry. You were a little lizard, and now an elf, and I never considered that neither are endowed races. I just, wanted to reward my hero without involving politics. I must seem so strange and you're probably completely out of your element right now. I didn't mean to offend you, and I think you're very pretty even if you're not a boy. I didn't think things through too well and..." she started to tear up, "You don't like me, do you?"

"No," Korriana lied, "I think you're a fine human."

"I'm not a human," Laughter pouted, "I'm a dragon. I'm just not very strong, or good with magic, or much for politicking, or able to spit acid, or tell a decent joke, or get people to like me..."

As Laughter continued, Korriana wondered why she was ever afraid of her. She leaned her staff on the wall, and put a hand on Laughter's shoulder which even hunched over as she was was still tall enough to be awkward.

"You're not so bad," Korriana suggested, "Just kind of weird."

"And stupid," Laughter added, "And clumsy, and helpless, and ugly..."

"Hey," Korriana butted in, "I don't know much about human beauty, but there is no way a dragon could be ugly."

"You're just saying that," Laughter pouted, "You haven't even seen my true form."

Korriana smiled, "This room is large enough, show me."

Laughter's pouting stopped as she stomped off a distance. Like Korriana, she seemed under practiced with this as well and needed a bit of time to use the magic. Suddenly a large, majestic creature was before her.

Laughter's scales were a soft red, matching her hair in human form, but accented by spots of soft green. She had large horns and sinewy wings, a face a kobold would die for, and oddly gentle features for such a dangerous creature. Like her human form, she was a bit overfed, and had a quite sizable posterior. Upon noticing this last detail, a voice in the back of Korriana's head, one sounding a bit like that of Thalthas, demanded that she attempt to mate with this creature.

Laughter looked embarrassed for a moment, before curling into a ball of reptilian sadness. She sighed audibly and tried several times to speak, her true voice was much more breathy and attractive, but words seemed to escape her.

Korriana approached and put a hand on Laughter's neck, "You are beautiful."

Laughter looked away, "You don't think that."

"I do," Korriana rubbed under the dragon's horns, "You're majestic and shapely, and your voice is so soft and pleasant."

Laughter turned, "Do you think my human form is ugly?"

Korriana looked her in the eye, "No, I just haven't much experience with humans."

Laughter immediately turned back into her human form, and gave Korriana a hug, "Thank you so much."

"I'm telling the truth," Korriana then conceded, "You were so forceful, it was startling."

"I'm sorry," Laughter sighed, "I was brought up with tales of heroes. When I got rescued by the adventurers it was horrible. I was so scared, but they treated me like luggage, and the half naked guy kept talking like he was going to force himself on me, then the took me deeper into the dungeon, and everyone died.

"And then you showed up," Laughter rubbed tears from her eyes, "You were so kind and brave, and you took me to see a dragon, and you helped me get back home, and you never asked me to do anything dangerous or embarrassing."

Laughter continued to ramble on, "But you never tried to kiss me. Heroes are supposed to kiss the damsel in distress. That's what the stories all say, it's so romantic and..."

They stared at each other in silence for a moment.

"Can I?" Laughter asked, index fingers tapping on each other in embarrassment.

"Can you what?" Korriana returned.

"Kiss you?" Laughter bit her lip.

Korriana didn't voice her confusion.

Laughter's jaw dropped, "You don't have lips in your true form. I'm so stupid, you'd never have done this."

"I don't know how," Korriana admitted.

"It's easy," Laughter suggested stepping into her, "You just pucker and..."

Laughter leaned in for the kiss, planting her lips firmly on Korriana's. A hand trailed up Korriana's back as the dragon held her in place. After a moment of silence, they realized it wasn't working for either of them.

Laughter continued to hold Korriana as she ventured for a question, "What do you... Kobolds do to court one another?"

"We don't," Korriana shuddered, "They just grab and mate."

"That doesn't sound pleasant," Laughter cringed.

"It's not," Korriana sighed, "I tried to avoid it mostly."

Laughter stepped away from her again. There was a sour look on her face like all her plans had fallen apart. The kiss seemed to bother her quite a lot. Maybe Korriana would have to practice this act a bit more.

"Father will be busy with your friend all day," Laughter shrugged, "My servants drew a bath, care to join me? We could just talk... about life and stuff. I'm sure we could learn a lot about each other's culture and people and stuff."

"Bath?" Korriana ventured.

Horror filled Laughter's eyes, "What do Kobolds do when they get dirty and smell?"

"Find some dirt to roll about in," She returned instinctively. She shook her head, how often had she been told that by males who smelled much worse than her?

"That's disgusting!" Laughter shouted, "You're taking a bath right now."

Korriana looked at the pool of heated water and back at Laughter, "In stagnant water? That's awful."

"Clean water," Laughter corrected, "Get those clothes off, both forms, we're going to have you squeaky."

***

At first, Korriana didn't respond, but Laughter forcefully removed her elvish tunic and pants. Nude and confused, she watched as Laughter took off her blouse. The front butt wasn't so weird without clothes obscuring it, but it wobbled around ridiculously.

"And your other form," Laughter stared at her menacingly until Korriana obeyed, shrinking unto her true form which was still clothed in her High Sorceress robes. With a little more dignity, Korriana undresses herself this time, stopping to observe the still recognizable ass of this dragon. Why did this pale skinned, soft and pudgy, straight standing, double butted girl suddenly look so appealing?

Laughter scooped up Korriana into her arms, "You're so cute, like a little silver dragon."

Korriana tried to protest, but she got a face full of soft malleable flesh. Laughter's caress was also very warm and pleasant, as was the steam from the bath. Laughter dipped one toe into the water then decided it was okay to step in. She carried Korriana into the water like she was some sort of babe, then set her down on one of the stairs into the bath. The water felt so comforting upon her scales, and suddenly she felt all sorts of aches she thought were just a part of life fade away. They both relaxed for a moment, letting their pains subside.

Korriana looked about wondering of such a thing could exist in Thalthas's chamber. The pool was built into the floor, with an underwater seat for Laughter to sit on. It appeared to be large enough for a smaller dragon like Laughter to bath in true form. A drain system around the rim that looked added in at a later date hinted that the person who built this wasn't expecting a dragon.

Laughter reached for a pair of devices that Korriana didn't recognize. One was a shiny slippery stone, they other a piece of wood with stiff fur on the end. Laughter rubbed the fur against the stone until bubbles appeared then looked menacingly at Korriana. Laughter grabbed Korriana's arm and began rubbing the tool over her arm. At first, Korriana protested the offensive forcefulness, but as Laughter continued, the scrubbing began to feel nice.

"Your scales are so pretty clean," Laughter pointed out.

Sure enough, her arm suddenly glistened like polished metal. All of Korriana's doubts seemed silly at this point, so she let Laughter wash her other arm. After that Laughter lifted Korriana out of the water to start scrubbing her belly. The stimulation on her softest scales forced her to kick involuntarily. Laughter continued down until Korriana felt the brush on her sensitive bits, and then she stopped.

"Don't be a spoil sport," Laughter shouted when Korriana dove away, "You have to get clean all over."

"I can clean that part," Korriana protested.

"I really don't mind," Laughter mused, "It's not like I don't have one myself."

Korriana sighed, "It's not the same."

"It's not?"

"No, it's not."

"Really?"

Korriana shook her head, "If humans are like elves, then it's not."

Laughter chuckled, "I'm a dragon, remember?"

Korriana considered this, then conceded the point and let Laughter see her girly parts.

"Yup, just like a dragon," Laughter chuckled, "One's all you really need."

Laughter scrubbed Korriana at the base of her tail, the stimulation caused Korriana to seize up.

"I can't do anything, if you close your legs like that."

Embarrassed, Korriana exposed herself again, letting Laughter continue her task. Desperately Korriana tried not to react and the bristles teased her. She sighed heavily as the scrubbing intensified. Then when the brush was gone, Korriana realized with horror that she had been bucking into it. The kobold stared up at Laughter who was wearing a suggestive smile.

"I can help you with that," Laughter whispered breathily.

An aching in Korriana's loin betrayed her, as she searched for the strength to protest. Her heart pounding, she stared into Laughter's eyes, trying to get the point across. However, her own face was too busy showing a great need.

Laughter brought Korriana to the edge of the pool, letting her diminutive friend's feet soak as she tossed aside the bathing device. Korriana watched as Laughter took time to lean in and kiss her on the chest. She then let her kisses trail up to Korriana neck before whispering in her ear.

"I wanted to thank you," Laughter sighed, "You saved my life."

Laughter trailed a pair of fingers down Korriana's chest. Toyed with her belly for a moment, then circled their destination. The girl teased for a moment, sliding over the surface for a moment. Korriana twitched, and Laughter took that as a cue to dive in. She explored, watching how Korriana would react, looking for the just the right spot. Korriana arched her back and tail as such as spot was found, and Laughter rubbed down on it.

Korriana involuntarily bucked into Laughter's hand until suddenly she pulled out. Breathing heavily and suddenly feeling very empty, she watched as Laughter retrieved her cleaning scrub. Laughter grabbed it by the fuzzy bit, then took the handle to work.

"Shush," Laughter caught a protest on the way out, "It's good."

Laughter teased her entrance once more, this time by prodding the end of the wooden handle up against it. She slowly forced it in, penetration drawing Korriana's legs closed about it. Laughter paused for a time, then forced her device deep into Korriana.

Panting, skewered on an inanimate object and having conflicting feelings about her sexuality, Korriana spread her legs for Laughter to have better access. With one hand on Korriana's chest, Laughter pinned her to the spot, and pulled the handle most of the way out. She twisted it in place, causing Korriana to writhe, then slammed it back in.

Laughter was much more forceful than Thalthas, rapidly pumping into her right from the start, forcing the beat way too fast. Korriana couldn't last, the device rubbing in her was just enough. Release.

Laughter caught on immediately and pulled the device out. Panting, Korriana stared up at the not human, and considered for a moment that maybe this was a bad idea. Laughter took a sniff of the tool, then a long lewd lick up the shaft. Korriana's eyes widened as Laughter committed to leaning in and...

"I think I'm good now," Korriana protested.

"You sure?" Laughter sounded a little disappointed, "I could..."

"No," Korriana sighed, "I'm definitely good now. Thank you."

Laughter smiled, "Okay, but now you're all sweaty, we'll have to start the cleaning over."

After the bath, a servant brought them lunch. Laughter told stories about all the dragons she had met and then pretty much everything she knew about the race. Korriana decided there was a lot to learn about them, and wondered why all of her life she had thought there was only one.

The world was much bigger than she had previously assumed.