{"sf1_id":557217,"sf2_id":"dmW45DLn","title":"Your Dragoness Awaits","author":"FakeMan","words":404,"posted_at":"2013-06-29T08:22:00.000Z","tags":["Doggerel","Dragoness","Female","Growth","Licking","Male","Rhyme","Short","Transformation","Western Dragon"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/557217-your-dragoness-awaits","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/dmW45DLn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/22/76/2276be86-b7f3-470c-a475-38669482b7bc","description":"#9 of Verse and Other Nonsense!\n\nSimple doggerel about a man becoming a more suitable Draconic Partner.\nIt's not quite 2AM, but it's close. Someone is smoking in the room below me, and it billows up, sour and musty, into my window. I wasn't going to get to sleep anyways. It's always struck me, that people smoke, just to be a little bit more like dragons . . .","content":"Your Dragoness Awaits\n\nA slipping lick\u0026nbsp;\n\nA sloppy lap\n\nThe Dragon takes her time\u0026nbsp;\n\nAlthough you wish\n\nShe'd take a nap\n\nBefore she chose to dine\n\nThe tongue is hot\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe breath is warm\n\nHer maw is wide and deadly\n\nYour form is bare\n\nMovement impaired\u0026nbsp;\n\nA terrifying medley\n\nHer tongue strokes down\n\nAcross you chest\u0026nbsp;\n\nLeaving a trail of goo\u0026nbsp;\n\nLess deadly than\n\nThe other things\n\nThat she could choose to do\n\nYour nipples twitch\n\nYour chest now smooth\u0026nbsp;\n\nYour wan complexion pales\u0026nbsp;\n\nYour muscles bulge\u0026nbsp;\n\nYour skin contracts\u0026nbsp;\n\nYour hide sprouts smooth white scales\n\nIt seems her plan\u0026nbsp;\n\nFor you tonight\n\nIs more than simply dinner\n\nThough as your neck\n\nDoes strain and bulge\u0026nbsp;\n\nYou hardly feel a winner\u0026nbsp;\n\nPopping out\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith strains and twists\u0026nbsp;\n\nYour neck cracks ever longer\n\nGuided on\u0026nbsp;\n\nBy supple tongue \u0026nbsp;\n\nWith each snap feeling stronger\n\nArms clenching out\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith corded poise\u0026nbsp;\n\nYour hand a scaly claw\n\nShe sniff and laps\n\nWith merriment\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnd supple teasing maw\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe doesn't seem\n\nAs big while now\u0026nbsp;\n\nYour form swells ever larger\u0026nbsp;\n\nYour chest soon bulging\u0026nbsp;\n\nRounding out\u0026nbsp;\n\nNow broader than a charger\n\nLapping down your back\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe smiles\n\nOver her growing male\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith terrifying\u0026nbsp;\n\nNibbling \u0026nbsp;\n\nShe teases out a tail\n\nIt's broad and strong\n\nAnd waves around\u0026nbsp;\n\nAs she tugs it out\n\nYou wonder why\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe brought you here\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnd what this is about\u0026nbsp;\n\nYour thighs bulk up\n\nYour feet splay to\n\nDraconic scaly toes\u0026nbsp;\n\nThat scrape back as\n\nShe leans and pants\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnd sniffs them with her nose\u0026nbsp;\n\nForming smooth bands\n\nYour undercarriage\u0026nbsp;\n\nGrows smooth and taut and wide\u0026nbsp;\n\nYou wonder\n\nWhat did happen\n\nWhen it overtook your pride\n\nWith growing\u0026nbsp;\n\nSultry sniffing\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe huffs about your collar\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe feelings\n\nHot and sensitive\u0026nbsp;\n\nMake you groan and holler\n\nA membrane thin\n\nWith limbs stretched strong\n\nStrange and wondrous things\n\nYour Shoulders clench\u0026nbsp;\n\nYou loose a growl\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnd flap your forming wings\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith calm\u0026nbsp;\n\nDeliberation\n\nShe laps up past your jowl\n\nHer smell is\u0026nbsp;\n\nHot and fiery\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt makes you want to howl\n\nYour face creaks out\n\nWith white smooth scale\n\nYour teeth all pull to points\u0026nbsp;\n\nYour nose tugs out\u0026nbsp;\n\nYour nostrils huff\n\nYou stretch out all your joints\n\nShe walks\u0026nbsp;\n\nAround you coyly\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith flicks of sultry tail\u0026nbsp;\n\nYour horns press out\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnd spikes adorn\n\nThis perfect dragon male\u0026nbsp;\n\nAlthough\n\nIt's unconventional\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnd not your standard date\u0026nbsp;\n\nYou follow her\u0026nbsp;\n\nTo deeper caves\u0026nbsp;\n\nYour dragoness awaits\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Verse and Other Nonsense!","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/483788-a-monster-in-the-sack.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/557683-the-naga-s-rhyme.json"}}