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Trillia lands in the middle of her old village. The people scattered in all different directions, screaming. She shifts into her human form and she hears gasps as people stop to stare. The Healer reaches her first and gives her a big hug.

“It's so good to see you, Trillia, you look well."

“Thank you, Healer, I'm better than you can possibly imagine. I need to see the elders as I have good news they will want to hear." She sees her mother peering from around a corner and Trillia walks toward her.

“Hello Mother."

Her mother looks at the ground. “You are not my daughter. You are a demon!" She spits.

“No, Mother, I am still me." Trillia whispers, pain lancing through her.

Her mother turns and walks away. Trillia lets out a long sigh and walks back to the center of the village to wait for the elders. She did not know why she expected things to be different, her mother had never accepted her for who she was growing up she certainly was not going to except her now.

The Healer walks out to her and takes her hand. “They will see you in Bastian's home. They are waiting for you." She pulls her toward the back of the village to a larger home. Bastian is the head elder and he answers the door.

“Thank you, Healer, we will take it from here."

The Healer looks at Trillia. “It's alright, Healer, I'll be fine."

Trillia is escorted into a large room with a fire blazing in the fireplace and men sitting in a semi circle around it. He leads her into the middle to face them. “I am here to inform you there is no need to sacrifice a maiden anymore. The dragon found his mate. You will never have to offer up a sacrifice again and he will continue to protect your village for as long as he lives. I do have one request though. If ever there is a maiden that is intrigued by the dragon, she is allowed to talk to me."

“For what purpose?" Bastian speaks for all of them.

“I believe maidens who are intrigued by dragons may have the potential to be shifters like myself. I'm sure you heard that I arrived in dragon form?"

Several nod.

“It seems there is a reason I was so different as a child growing up, why I asked so many questions, and why I always watched for the dragon. I would like your permission to come and chat with your maidens every couple of years to see if there is another like me who would like a chance at a different life. They will never be forced, it will be their decision and the village will be compensated for their loss."

A murmur moves through the group of men. “What do you mean compensated?" One of them speaks up.

“Right now my dragon mate, Drey, is leaving a large sack of valuables at the front of the village for you to distribute to the families that have lost their daughters over the years. We know that no amount of trinkets can replace a daughter, but we hope it will help ease their burden of one less to help with chores and child bearing. If a maiden wishes to leave with us after passing the test, the town and her family will be compensated. Does this sound reasonable to you?"

Murmurs grow louder until, “Yes, just so long as no maidens will ever be forced again." Bastian once again speaks for all of them.

“No, never again will any maiden be forced." She agrees.

Bastian sends a messenger around to all the households with maidens and has them gather in the village center. Trillia does not think there are any others here like her but decides she may as well speak to them so they know how it will be from now on.

Standing in the center with the Healer, Trillia addresses the crowd. “You no longer have to worry about sacrificing yourselves to the dragon. He was looking for his mate and found her, me." She hears whispers move through the crowd. “I have asked you all here because, in the future, if any of you or others that reach your age, feel drawn to the dragon, or are intrigued by the dragon it could be you are like me. If anyone wants to talk to me about it, you can put out a green and red flag. When we see it we'll stop by and chat with you to see if you are ready to be tested as a possible shifter like me." Trillia saw many scowls and heard angry voices in the crowd. “No one will ever be forced, even if they discover they can become a shifter, it will be their choice. If you decide to come with us, the village and your family will be compensated for your loss and the loss of your future children. Not that any sum can be put on a person, it is just to help out." She saw a maiden watching her closely.

“I will be out in front of the village for an hour or so if anyone has any questions and would like to chat with me individually." She bows to them, hugs the healer and makes her way to the front of the village to wait.

It is not long before the young woman she had noticed was walking out to meet her. Trillia smiles at her in welcome.

“Hello, your name is Benoria, correct?" The maiden is a couple of years older than Trillia.

Benoria's eyes dart about. “Yes."

“Is there something you want to talk to me about?"

She is still avoiding looking at Trillia. “Um, how do you know that you might be someone like you?" A flush spreads across Benoria's cheeks.

“Have you ever wondered what it would be like, to be with the dragon? Ever wondered how it would feel to fly with him?"

She still does not look up but she nods her head. Trillia raises her arm and Drey comes out of the trees to stand about ten feet away from them. The woman's breath quickens.

“It's alright, Benoria, he won't hurt you. I asked him to come closer so that we can test you, if you want to be tested. Do you want to be tested?"

Benoria finally looks up at her. “Yes."

“Good." Trillis smiles into her eyes and the young woman smiles back. “I need you to think about the dragon, think about how you have felt about him in the past when you saw him flying over head." She could sense Drey was getting closer. “Think about what you fantasized about him."

The woman blushes, clears her throat and swallows hard as she glances up at the dragon that is about eight feet away from them now. Trillia looks back at him and his nostrils are flaring as he nods his head. “Alright, you've passed the first test. I need to ask the dragon to come closer, will that be alright?"

Benoria nods her head though her eyes are rather wide as she stares at him. Trillia motioned for him to come closer. “Drey, please stand between the village and us, facing toward me."

He lumbers over to them, standing where she suggested. She holds Benoria in front of her, facing Drey. “Take a look at him, Benoria, really look at him. What do you feel?"

“I…" she clears her throat and looks down between his hind legs realizing his meaty, spear like flesh is poking out. Her face turns bright red.

“It's alright, Benoria, he can smell your arousal and it is exciting him but he won't do anything about it. I need you to focus on how it makes you feel, seeing that he is aroused from scenting your arousal. Does it feel good?"

Benoria looks at her. “Don't worry, no one but us will know what is said here. We are too far from the village for anyone else to hear. How does it make you feel knowing he is getting aroused by your scent?"

She lets out a long breath and quietly says, “Excited."

“Good. Now let's step just a little closer. I need you to know something. I haven't tested this yet but I am pretty sure that just a little drop of his seed will either show us that you can change or it will make you really sick but I believe you will get better. Are you willing to take that test? Do you want to see if you can be a shifter?"

“What happens if I am a shifter?"

“We will help you find a dragon to be your mate. He will bond with you, you will become a dragon shifter, and you will live the rest of your life with him. Is that something you want to do?"

Benoria takes a deep breath and lets it out while looking at the dragon in front of her and down between his hind legs. “Yes, what do I need to do?"

Trillia walks to the dragon, smiles up at him and dips her pinky into the opening of his spear. He growls and twitches. She pats his haunch. “Don't worry my love I will take care of you later."

She walks back to Benoria and wipes her pinky over Benoria's lips and watches as her eyes changed from brown to gold with a vertical slit for a pupil. Trillia smiles. “Do you have anything you want to get before we leave, anyone you want to say goodbye to?"

Benoria gasps, “It worked? Really?" Her face is glowing with a smile from ear to ear.

“Yes, we can find a dragon mate for you."

Benoria squeals and runs back to the village. “Well, Drey, it seems you owe them another bag."

He grumbles under his breath as Trillia chuckles. “You have plenty, it isn't going to hurt you to share some of your treasure."

“That's what you think a dragon can never have enough treasure." He mumbles.

“Just think about all the hatchlings that will be born over the next year or so, doesn't that make it worth it? Besides, except for the bag you gave them earlier, you will be reimbursed by the dragons as we deliver their mates."

“Yeah, yeah, I know, save the dragon race which I'm all for mind you, I just don't want to fund the whole damn adventure." He grumbles as he flies off to get another bag.

Trillia sits down on the grass to wait. Her mind wanders to when she woke up after her first shift.

_Trillia stretches and bumps against something and her eyes fly open as yesterday's events come rushing back. She had volunteered… and the dragon… and they had… and she shifted! She is a dragon! She wants to squeal but she does not want to wake up Drey. Does this make her his mate? A vision of them being entwined after she changed had her cheeks flushing with color. All of it had been so much better than her fantasies. _

_She peers up at him and he seems to be deep in sleep. She wants to get a closer look between his hind legs. She carefully moves around to sit below him. She had never seen a naked man before but she knew that Drey had to be much larger than the average man. She also knew she would most likely never know the difference. _

Trillia can see he has a rather large sack hanging down below his sheath. She could not help it, she wants to touch it and see what it feels like. She carefully lifts them up and rests them in her hands. Drey's head jerks up and gives her a piercing look.

_She giggles. _

"What, may I ask are you doing with my jewels?"

"Is that what you call them?"

"Yes, as they are most precious. Now kindly put them down, carefully."

_She lightly squeezes them and he sucks in his breath. _

"Stop it, I said put them down."

_She squeezes them a little tighter and he hisses. _

He tries to reason with her. "Trillia, darling, I'm sure you want us to be able to have hatchlings in the future, please put them down."

She grins up at him feeling powerful holding his sack of jewels in her hands. "So you don't like it when I squeeze them?" She gently rolls them in her hands, moving her thumbs and fingers over them. A small little rumbling purr bubbles up and out of him. "Sounds to me like you like this, you said you only purr when you feel good. Is it you don't trust me, is that why you want me to put them down?" The look she gives him tells him he needs to tread lightly.

"Trillia, it isn't that I don't trust you, it is that you are holding the most sensitive part of my body."

"More sensitive than your red tip?" She continues gently rolling them in her hands.

"Um..." He is having a hard time thinking as the anxiety and pleasure from her touch swirl within him. "They are both sensitive but you are holding the key to our future."

_He hisses as she squeezes a little tighter. _

"So it is only for the future of our hatchlings that you want me to be careful with this?" She is grinning as she squeezes a little harder. She cannot help herself, she is enjoying seeing his reactions as she plays with his sack and the two large orbs within it.

_He growls, "Woman, what do you want? How can I get you to put them down?" _

She thinks about it for a moment. "I don't know, what can you give me?"

_He quickly says, "Absolutely anything." _

She leans down and licks at his sack, swirling her tongue over it. He purrs loudly and then she nibbles at them and he sucks in his breath. She leans back up. "For now I just want you to promise you won't retaliate for my experimentation."

"Yes, yes, I won't retaliate now please put them down."

"Alright." She lets them go and backs away. A whoosh of air escapes him as he sits up, hiding the sack beneath him.

"I can see you can be unpredictable at times." He frowns at her and then chuckles, loving her spirit.

"I was just playing. Admit it, you enjoyed it."

_He made a sound similar to a cough. She giggles realizing he is not going to admit that he enjoyed it. Well she knows he did as while she was playing with his sack, his tip pushed out further and further. Most of it is now above the sheath opening. _

"Drey, can I touch..." And she gestures towards it. He finally nods his head. She scooches in close to him and gently rubs her thumb over the top of it and lightly traipses her fingers along the shaft. She glances up at him seeing that he is watching her. She rolls the tip between her thumb and forefinger and a rumbling moves through him. She wonders how long he will let her play before he stops her. She leans forward and flicks her tongue over the tip, dipping it into the hole and then out. A loud growling purr begins reverberating through him.

_Glancing up she sees his nostrils flaring. She knows from yesterday that when he does that, he can smell her arousal. Of course she can feel the moisture between her legs and feels the ache to know she is aroused but there is something about seeing his nostrils flare, knowing it is affecting him that makes her feel even more aroused. _

He has had enough and pushes her up against the cave wall. "Keep your hands on the wall, don't move."

_She chuckles, "Yes, sir." _

He grunts at her but grins since she can't see him. "Spread your legs and push your bottom out further from the wall." She obeys him, spreading her legs wide and pushing her bottom toward him. "Yeah, like that."

_He hasn't touched her yet, just watches as she follows his instructions. It stirs something inside of him as she obeys him. He leans his head down and wraps his tongue between her legs so it runs from back to front, the tip flicking at her nub. _

_She gasps. She leans her head against the wall as she watches his tongue tease her until she is trembling. _

"Drey..." She groans.

_"Not yet." He pulls his tongue back a little and pushes into her hot, moist opening. The scent and taste of her is driving him wild but he forces himself to hang on. _

"Oh..." She pants as he pushes his tongue more and more into her.

_He grins around his tongue knowing she is enjoying everything he is doing to her. _

She cries out at the loss of his tongue as he pulls back but then he is licking up between her crack and she gasps.

_"Pull your cheeks apart." _

She holds herself up with her head against the wall as she reaches back and pulls them apart. His tongue presses harder and harder at her dark opening until the tip slides in. Her breathing becomes erratic.

_He continues pushing his tongue deeper into her, stretching her. _

"Oh..." It feels uncomfortable but pleasurable at the same time. She has never felt anything like it. She begins to pant faster as more of his tongue buries itself within her and she finds herself pushing back against him, wanting more. He growls around his tongue, slips it out and puts something else at her opening that has her eyes going wide.

"I... um... don't know Drey."

"Trust me..."

She swallows hard. "Okay..."

_"Bare down and breathe." _

_She does and feels the tip slip into her. She can't breathe, it is so tight and uncomfortable she begins to pant. _

"Slow your breathing, that's it, nice and easy."

She is forcing herself to take deep long breaths as she feels like he is going to rip her open. But he stops, holding himself still, giving her time to adjust until she begins to move and he pushes a little more in until she gasps and he stops. His paw reaches up and takes a hold of her hair, pulling gently. She moans.

"I don't know how I got so lucky to find a shifter like you. Damn, I'm lucky to have found a shifter at all but you, you're incredible." He pushes a little deeper into her and then stops. "You are perfect." He pushes the rest of the way into her and she takes deep long breaths, forcing herself to relax.

He holds himself there for awhile, rubbing his other paw over her back as he keeps her hair pulled to him. She begins to move and he knows she is ready. Ever so slowly he begins to move in and out of her and he can feel her trembling. A growling purr rumbles out of his chest as she is so tight around him he knows it won't be long until he explodes into her.

She cries out as some place deep inside of her shoots pleasure all the way up her spine and he rubs and hits it again and again. She begins to tighten up, her whole body seizing as light explodes behind her eyes and she feels like she is shattering into a million pieces.

He feels her orgasm and it milks his orgasm right out of him. He growls deep in his chest and throat as he thrusts into her several more times. He can feel her body shifting under his paw, lifts her and pulls her away from the wall as she screams and shifts. He can't even imagine what that must feel like. She stands before him. Turning around she is as tall as he is only brilliantly red to his dark green. She sits down on her haunches and stares at him.

"Are you alright?" He asks her.

_She laughs. "Alright? Damn, Drey, that doesn't even cover it. That was... that was incredible." She feels week from the shift and from what they were doing a moment before that. She cannot move. She suddenly shifts back and she is on her hands and knees. Drey carefully picks her up and lies her down on the blankets, covering her up. _

"You stay here, I'll bring you some food. You've shifted twice without eating and I doubt that is good."

She barely mumbles to him as he leaves the cave.

Trillia shakes her head and laughs at the memory. It's been several weeks since then, she can shift at will now and no longer feels the excruciating pain. She lifts her head as she hears Benoria coming toward her with a small bag of her belongings. No one follows her out.

“Did anyone wish to say goodbye to you before we leave?"

Benoria glances back toward the village, her eyes sad. “I've said my goodbyes. Unfortunately they don't understand what it feels like to want this as much as I do. They think I should stay and marry the man of their choosing and have babies year after year until I fall over in exhaustion. No thank you!" Her face is pinched as she frowns in anger.

Trillia hugs her. “I wish I'd known how you felt all this time, it would have been nice to talk to someone about how I felt."

“I'm sorry Trillia, I was better at hiding it than you were. Although I didn't know we shared a love of…" She looks up as she sees Trillia's mate flying back toward them and blushes. “Of dragons."

Drey sets the bag down in front of the village. “Are we ready to go now? Trillia, I'd rather you stay in human form, it is quite a ways to the next dragon's territory and I honestly don't think you are ready for that." He sees her frown. “Come on now, give me a break, Trillia, I've gone along with everything else, can you just give me this one?"

She leans up and kisses his muzzle and his frills on the side of his head move forward and back. “Alright, you can have this one." She helps Benoria settle between his wings with her behind her and they head up into the sky. She hears Benoria squeal as he dips and rises with the air currents and she grins. She can hardly believe her plan is already working. She hopes things go smoothly with the dragon. As long as he is willing to listen without trying to fight with Drey, it should go alright. She hopes.

He had told her they can be pretty territorial but this dragon, Rantalian, he already knew and they had been friends when they were younger.

They had just landed in a meadow in front of a huge mountain when Rantalian lands hard in front of them, shaking the ground under their feet and growls. “What are you doing here, Drey? Just because we were friends once does not give you permission to come into my territory!"

Trillia jumps off of Drey and shifts into her red Dragon. “Hold Rantalian, we are here to bring you a mate, if you are still looking for one."

He grins at her and then sniffs, “I smell him on you, you are his mate!" He says in disgust.

She laughs, “Yes I am, but she isn't."

Benoria slides off of Drey and slowly moves toward Trillia. Her skin prickles at the presence of three dragons but she knows Trillia will protect her. She looks up into Rantalian's eyes and feels heat spread through her body. Rantalian's head comes down to her level, nostrils flaring as he sniffs and lightly nudges her with his head. She blushes and tries not to move. His tone changes considerably and he sits down, bringing his body lower as he continues sniffing at her.

“And who might you be? Your scent is like an ocean breeze."

Benoria can hardly breathe as she looks into his eyes. “I-I'm Benoria. Trillia says I could be your mate."

He lifts his head, “Who is Trillia?"

“Me, now do we have your attention? We have tested her and she is a shifter though she hasn't shifted yet. If the two of you feel drawn together, you can claim her as your mate."

“Tested her how? How do you know it won't kill her? I quit trying years ago as I couldn't stand to watch anymore die." His head lowers to Benoria again, nudging at her, unable to leave her alone as he is so drawn to her.

“I took a drop of Drey's seed and put it to her lips. Her eyes changed as mine did before I shifted. It is my theory, that when a maiden is drawn to dragons, she is most likely a Dragon shifter and just a drop allows us to be sure. I'm hoping that if we are wrong, it will only make them sick instead of killing them."

“Why are you doing this?" He asks Trillia, a rumbling purr coming from his chest as his head keeps rubbing against Benoria, her legs, stomach, breasts and head. He cannot stop. Benoria reaches out and touches his head, caressing the scales around the side and down under his chin. “Benoria…" He rumbles low in his throat. She leans her head against his head.

“Because we too are tired of maidens dying and Dragons without offspring. Will you except her as your mate? If so then we ask that you compensate us a large bag from your treasury. We give it to the families as compensation for their loss."

“Benoria… will you be my mate?"

Trillia is amazed at how vulnerable he sounds. Both of Benoria's hands reach up to his jaw line, caressing along it. “Yes."

A trilling sound comes out of Rantalian as he lowers himself for Benoria to climb up. “I will be back in a while. I hope you don't mind but I will want to make sure she can actually shift. If she can't, you don't want to be here when I come back." He growls.

“She will shift and we will be waiting right here."

He flies up into the sky and disappears over the mountain. Seeing Rantalian with Benoria, it was one of the sweetest things she had ever witnessed. It is not long before hear a piercing scream from somewhere in the distance and she knows it is Benoria changing. She shivers remembering her first shift and how painful it was. She had told Benoria everything she could on the way here hoping to prepare her as much as she could.

Trillia shifts back and leans up against Drey, rubbing up against him. A deep purr comes out of him and his forepaw wraps around her pulling him tight against him. “Don't tease me, Trillia, or I will take you right here."

She purrs, “Very soon."

He knows she is right about what they are doing, finding the women shifters and taking them to the dragons. He just really wishes he could take her back to his cave and keep her to himself. He will wait until the next time he is in trouble to tell her how magnificent he thinks she and her plan really are. He nuzzles her head and neck as they continue to wait.

Rantalian finally flies down and drops a very large sack in front of them. “Benoria sends her regards. I hope you understand why she cannot bring them herself. She is quite exhausted after the shift." There was pain in his eyes. “Will it always be that painful for her?" His voice rumbles and cracks.

“No, only the first few times. She will learn how to shift so that it doesn't hurt. You just need to take extra good care of her for the next week or so and she should be fine after that. I was." Trillia tells him reassuringly and then shows him by shifting back into human form with ease.

“Thank you, thank you both. I apologize for my behavior when you first arrived. You both are welcome here anytime you like. In fact, I'm sure Benoria would love to have you visit in a couple of weeks when she is feeling better."

“Thank you, Rantalian, but we have a hard journey ahead of us. I am determined to find other possible shifters and get them to their mates. Maybe in a couple of months we'll be back through here and check in on you both."

“Yes, yes I understand. Thank you so much for bringing her to me and good luck on your hunt." He glances back up the mountain.

“Go, be with her, she needs you right now." Trillia sees his concern and knows the two of them will be alright.

Rantalian lowers his head and lightly bumps against Trillia's belly. “You're pretty lucky, Drey, she is a keeper."

A rumbling chuckle sounds from within Drey, “Yeah, I think so too."

Rantalian flies up and is gone. Trillia gets up between Drey's wings and he lifts the heavy sack onto his back for her to steady on their journey. “Where to now my love?"

“The next village, we need to search each one until we find another possible shifter."

“I'd say we need to eat and rest for the night, it won't do anyone any good if you are exhausted."

“Oh alright." She snuggles up against his neck and smiles, happy to be with her mate.