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The following morning I woke to find a black box with a bright red bow sitting on my nightstand. The lizard girl had slept on the floor, as our host had demanded, and had a smaller box waiting for her as well.

Opening the box I was confused to find just a pair of little white panties and a matching bra. I shrugged and bathed and put the outfit on and waited for instructions.

The box for my roommate held only a little white bow tie and a silver belly chain. She whimpered, nearly crying as she stared into the mirror in her tie and silver belt. She looked at me, and ran to my feet holding onto my leg crying.

"Why did he do this to me? I don't want to be a girl anymore! I liked being a man! This is... disgusting. I want to be me again." She lay at my feet, weeping like a child and I leaned down and stroked her soft fine hair.

"It's not all that bad, dear... I know I hated it at first but I've come to see myself as beautiful and powerful. Being a woman is an amazing thing, if you think about it."

She looked up at me, her soft eyes red and puffy from the tears. I kisses her forehead gently and nudged her head with mine.

"Come on now, you have to look your best for tonight. You know K will be furious if we don't please our host today."

She nodded and slowly stood up wiping the tears from her face and went off to straighten herself up. I made notes in my journal about the maternal instincts the little lizard had brought out in me. I wanted to be closer to her, to protect her, to love her. Yesterday I would have walked over her barely breathing, bloodied body for a stick of free gum and today I wanted to protect her. Bless these female hormones.

She came out of the ladies room straightened up, makeup applied and smiled weakly at me. She tried to speak but couldn't and so we sat in silence, me stroking her hand as I held it gently in my lap.

As I stroked her tiny hand my thoughts drifted to a different place, a different time, somewhere in time and space where this tiny lizard lady was my child. She looked at me with sweet eyes and pressed her face to my breast, her forked tongue wrapping around my nipple and milking me. I stroked the back of her head, cuddling her tiny body close against my body. The connection of feeling her feeding off my milk, off of me, made me feel warm and tingly.

A heavy knock on the door brought me back to reality, the lizard girl's head still resting on my shoulder, our hands intertwined. Quickly we were led back into the den. This time men and women mingled in pretty dresses and well fitted suits and scantily clad servers walked silently among them handing out drinks and hour devours. In the center of the room stood K and it was obvious he was the man of the hour.

People were fawning all over him, handing him envelopes and nodding solemnly to him. He took each envelope with a nod and a smile, handing the paperwork to the girl from the dress shop who sat beside him in a fitted black tuxedo. She made notations in a big book and handed people packets as they walked away.

K gestured for me to join him in the center of the room and I slowly made my way to his side. The lizard girl was shuffled off to a small platform to one of the sides and people began to circle around her. I noticed some of the faces from my peer review and other faculty from different departments at my university. The head of the music department demanded the little lizard girl sing. She blushed and began to dance and sing for the group, her tiny silver belly chain bouncing against her flat tummy. She was soft and gentle and seemed to be taking my advice to make the guests happy at all costs very seriously.

I smiled and half curtsied to K as I stood next to him and nodded lightly to his apparent new assistant.

A thick red and black dragon stood before us, he looked at me with an appraising nod and a sly grin. K introduced him as Quentonis, an old friend from home. Quentonis looked me over with an appraising eye and slipped K a thick envelope.

K took me by the hand and led me back into the servants quarters, Quentonis walking behind us slowly and silently. I wasn't sure why we were going to be alone when it was obvious all of the other projects K had brought with him were going to be used as party favors out in the main room. Why the secret regarding what they wanted to do with me? My palms were sweating and my heart was racing. What was so important that other people not see?

We entered the room I had slept in the previous night and Quentonis glared at me and walked around me closely, his profound snout sniffing at me roughly.

"So this is your prize possession, K?" Quentonis scoffed, "Doesn't seem like very much to me." He rested his hands on my hips and pulled me close against him, his throbbing cock freed from his tuxedo pants quickly and easily. "I bet she's not even a good fuck. I bet the stupid bitch just lays there and takes it."

I snarled and reached my hands back to stroke his cock rubbing the tip of it against my cunt as I quickly moved the lace panties to the side granting him access to my most intimate parts. I dare not speak, but I positioned my body and slowly slid him inside me. He laughed and tugged my head to the side his teeth digging into the soft flesh of my neck, almost drawing blood but stopping just short.

He snarled through gritted teeth, "Mmm Maybe she is worth a fuck, maybe a fuck and a half." I growled and purred, expertly rocking my hips to push him deeper into my aching cunt. I groaned feeling him deep inside me and stretched my claws, my tiny paw feet stretching to the skies looking for something to sink into as I used my deep pelvic muscles to clench around him, milking him for all he could give me, wanting to feel him explode deep within me and fill me with his hot sticky seed.

He growled and pushed me off of him, nearly throwing me across the room, my body falling hard on the floor and turning to face him, whimpering with wanting and in pain from being ejected from him so roughly.

"I didn't say you cum and I sure as fuck didn't give you permission to make me cum did I, bitch?"

Quentonis stood above me, his clawed hands stroking his cock slowly, deliberately, standing over me with an evil grin. His eyes snapped to K with a wicked laugh, "You can control their orgasms, right? Keep them teetering on the edge? Make them go insane with lust?" His eyes were almost glowing with desire as he spoke.

K nodded and said nothing, fetching a syringe and standing next to me, his eyes locked on mine. He seemed proud and yet scared and maybe even a bit sad.

Quentonis spoke, "Look K, I know this bitch is your pride and joy but I'm the one who convinced you to do this shit and you promised me your professor if you could make her cunt worthy of me. Give her the injection, I want her to only be able to cum when I order her too."

K nodded, mixing the chemicals required quickly, adeptly and staring into my eyes lovingly as he took a deep breath and lunged at Quentonis. Before Quentonis had a second to react he found himself on his back on the verge of unconsciousness.

"I may have promised you my professor, but plans change you ass. You will not get to fuck my pretty princess' cunt... instead... I'm going to give you a cunt of your own. I'll sell you off to some rich man when I'm done with you."

K looked at me and kissed me gently. "Forgive me for ever thinking of handing you over to this ass. I don't mind other people fucking that pretty pussy of yours but you, your body, your soul, your heart, that belongs to me."

Quentonis laid on the floor, whimpering and shuddering and K pulled him onto the bed, injecting him with more chemicals before ushering me back off to the party to mingle with perspective clients.

I spent the night allowing dozens of people inspect me, play with me, question me and I brought in a good amount of work for K.

As morning broke K reemerged from the the servants quarters with a much smaller female dragon, her red and black scales shimmering brightly. Her eyes looked puffy and red as if she'd been crying. Our equine host took one look at Tonia's body and offered K anything he wished for the right to own her beautiful body.

With a smile K handed the leash over to our host, "Consider it a gift for allowing us to have this event here, my friend."

With a gleeful whinny they went off to consummate the new relationship, Tonia whimpering about not being a woman until well out of ear shot.

K wrapped his arms around my waist and nuzzled his head against my neck. "Come, it's time for us to head home, we have a lot of work ahead of us."

He whistled and the rest of his harem walked over to his side and the four of us left the house together.

Returning to the lab I sighed happily, looking at my new family. As bizarre as we were I don't think any of us felt like we didn't belong there, we truly were in our natural elements.