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Mereck Stories

Chapter 1

I suppose I should start with introductions. My name is Mereck. I'm a white scaled hermaphrodite dragon. I've not always been like this, but I've been both blessed and cursed. My life has been strange and lonely, but at least it perks up and even now it has a bright future.

Well, let see. I guess I'll start with my looks. I'm a sleek white dragon. I've always looked pretty in shape and drop dead sexy. I don't have much color other than my whiteness. My eyes are blue though, which gives me an alluring look. I'm 6 feet tall, and I'm not sure how much I weigh. My most prominent features are what made herms like me famous. I have a massive set of breasts, topped with thick, black nipples and a very nicely sized phallus. It's variable in size now, but when I really let go and let it come all out it could make elephants jealous. I did measure it one time. It was four feet long, and as thick as 3 liter coke bottle.

Of course, I never use it at that size unless my victim for the night wants it that way. Along with my size I dabbled a bit into the arts of form shaping. I guess to put it bluntly I know magic that can change the size, shape, etc of whatever and whoever I wish. I now also have a mansion, although it's still somewhat under construction. Well, that's enough description. Let's start with some back-story now.

I grew up in a cave. I don't remember how I got there, or what happened. My first memories are of me being completely alone. I will admit that it was the loneliest I've ever been in my life. I have yet to find out about my parents, but my guess is for some reason they abandoned me. Well, hermaphrodites were considered a curse, or something sadistic. I'm not really sure. In any case, I stayed in that cave, foraging for what I needed to survive for years.

I didn't leave that cave till I was....even now I'm not sure of my age. I heard of most dragons maturing when they're 16 years old, so I guess when I saw that my balls dropped, I called it my 16th birthday and let that be that. Anyway, I didn't leave till I was 18, but sadly this was not by my choice.

I was blossoming into a beautiful dragon, as far as herms are considered. I was red and yellow at that time. My back and face were covered in ruby red scales, accented by the sweet color of gold yellow for my soft underbelly. My breasts were still measurable at that time, and ranged at a DD cup. My phallus was also still manageable at a foot long. I was able to measure because I found an old ruler in the forest one day, and had fun measuring myself. I was 5'6 tall.

Anyway, I was forced out of my cave. One day I woke up to a strange noise. I walked out to the cave to see several people. It looked like a mix of humans and furries. They mumbled something about a beast tormenting nearby towns and hiding in the forest. I never met anyone until now, so I was nervous to approach them. I guess they saw my tail first, and one of them pointed at it. They all had these fearful looks. I was worried I did something wrong, and then one of them pointed a silver thing at me. I didn't know what a gun was at that point, but I knew from their looks and the way they pointed that at me that I was not in a safe place. I fled to the back of the cave, hearing a loud bang coming from behind me as it sounded like they continued into the cave.

For a first impression, this wasn't the best one. I fled until I got to the back of the cave, and panicked as I ran into a wall. I was trapped. I wasn't sure what to do. A part of me said to fight. Tear them to shreds. But another, more gentle voice said to just run, they are mistaken and they'll leave you alone if they can't find you. I didn't know what to do. If I fought, there would be more. If I run, I might be captured or worse. Finally, I decided on what I should do.

I hid in the corner, waiting for them to come deeper into the cave. As I thought, they had torches and now all of them were holding guns. I waited till they got closer...closer...closer. I was more scared than I've ever been in my life. Finally, they got to the right point. I belched out a huge ball of flame. It got close enough to singe off their eyebrows, but nothing more. As I figured, that threw them into a mad panic. If any of them would have thought for a moment, they would have realized that they should have aimed at the spot the fireball came from. Instead, they were firing all over the cave.

I realized my luck when I heard the clicks. My plan worked! Immediately I darted, running through all of them and to the bright entrance of the cave. I did it. I survived the ordeal and I would be free now. As I cleared the opening and saw the sun, I saw one furry that didn't go in with the rest of them. It was a fox. He had his gun pointed at me. I looked at him right in the eyes. He saw me, and I saw him. I saw fear in his eyes, and I'm sure he saw the same. It was all slow motion as I heard the echo of a gun, and a pain entering my body that I could not explain. I blacked out as I heard yells of panic and fright, thinking my life was over.

I woke up, darting up in a panic and yelling out as I felt a searing pain in my shoulder. Looking around I could see I was no longer in a cave. I was in a white area, and everything looked so clean. I looked and saw that the area was bandaged, surprising me. I was used to using leaves so white strips of cloth were a rarity for me. Looking at the bandage I also noticed that my scales never looked cleaner. Was I being treated? Before I could move I heard a sound and saw someone open a door and come into the room. It looked like another furry, this time a horse as she walked over to me and smiled

"Well, this is a surprise. We thought you would be out for another hour at least" I'm still not sure why I was able to understand them, but it was even weirder that I could speak back to them and be understood. "What happened?" She chuckles and looked at the chart "Well, I'm glad our Jane Doe can talk. Apparently you were shot in an accident. The fox that brought you here said you were accidentally caught in the crossfire for a dangerous beast. He brought you in here and had us tend to your wounds."

I could remember the Fox. He shot me, but he also looked scared. Maybe they realized their mistake before they finished me. The nurse interrupted my daydream as she chimed in "Well, since you're awake now, can we get a name for our Jane Doe?" The question caught me completely off guard. What name could I give them? I don't even have a name.

Somehow, my instinct chimed in and said without hesitation "My name is Mereck, just Mereck" She smiled and penciled it in "Alright, don't worry about the bill. The fox said he'd pay" I didn't understand her but I nodded to her in response, and she started to walk out of the room "If you need anything, please ring that buzzer" I watched her leave the room and I sat there, thinking.

This was such a switch. I tried to go into a town once when I was 5, because I was lonely. I was scarred off, the people calling me a "Herm freak" and "Dick Girl". I didn't know what to do, so I ran back to my cave. I always thought that people were afraid of me, but this was different. I was being accepted now. They didn't leave me to die at the cave, and the fox took care of me when I got shot.

I was sitting there, millions of thoughts running through my head as I tried to figure out what should I do. I could go back to the cave, but I would still be so lonely. I was starting to get tired of being alone. I suddenly heard a sound, and looked up to see the fox that shot me. He looked at me as I looked back at him, this time not with fear, but with worry. We stared at each other as the door closed behind him, leaving us alone.