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Long ago there was a great war. The Dragons used it as an opportunity to seize power over all the lands. After they had taken over, they immediately began to fight amongst each other, and the war continued with new leaders. So much of the world was destroyed that much of the event is lost to time, but many details have been divined.

The kobolds were mostly uninvolved. They were a curious and loyal people, who served the dragons long before the war. They were weak, easy to dominate, but mostly forgettable. Each time the dragons left them alone however, new dragons would take over each tribe. No origin, no lineage, new dragons.

"It was determined," Laughter finished, "That the kobolds were turning into dragons. So the ancient dragons killed all the kobolds. No one wanted the extra competition."

Korriana took a long drink of the warm, bitter liquid, it still felt strange to drink with a different mouth... and throat for that matter. She tried to register everything from a distance. The story, Laughter's excitement upon retelling it, the fact that she was under no obligation to say anything at all.

"That's ridiculous," Korriana returned, "Kobolds can't become Dragons. There's" only one Dragon. She realized that last bit wasn't exactly true, but damn if it wasn't buried deep in her head.

Laughter considered a rebuttal, "You can shift like a dragon. Maybe you can shift into a Dragon?"

"I have outstanding conditions," that may have been wrong to say.

"Possibly so did the others," Laughter suggested, "I don't think they determined the process."

Thalthas had suggested she had two more forms she could assume. Maybe one of them? If she had that ability, did that make her a dragon already? Was she still on the kobold life cycle, or was she going to live for thousands of years? Was any of this actually happening? ... How large would such a form be? Could she spew a breath weapon? Would she be able to breath underwater or thunder with powerful wings?

"Is there anything else you know about it?" Korriana asked excitedly.

Laughter giggled at the change of tone, then began to think, "Not me, but the Arcane Society might."

Korriana stood immediately, then sat back down, "I don't think I want them to know what's going on." Then Korriana realized how much she admitted already.

"Your secret is safe with me," Laughter took a long drink, "And the Wizards are usually too afraid and distracted to observe our intents."

Korriana took a long drink to consider her actions, "I don't think I should stray too far from Thalthas. He may need me for something."

Laughter shook her head, "They'll be busy well into the night."

Korriana sighed, she knew that, if she missed the opportunity, she would deeply regret it, "As long as we're back before we're missed."

"Choice," Laughter stood excitedly, "Let me get some city clothes, and we'll go."

The surface city of Bogragog was very different from Korriana's home. The people were very loud and all sorts of different shapes and sizes (but with less color variety). Having buildings was new to her, but after spotting the Arcane Tower looming over the city Korriana was reminded of home in the strangest of ways.

Back when she was normal, the sorcerers would lord over her, and everyone, bullying them in every way they could. The way the streets thinned as they approached the tower made Korriana think that maybe these people also feared the magic users.

The tower itself was guarded by stone men, like the ones two levels up from home. Korriana had seen these monsters kill decent a number of creatures getting too close to the Dragon's lair. They could be turned on and off with the right command word, but each one had a different word, Traptap always opted for the second option. If never got too close, they'd never attack you.

To Korriana's dismay, Laughter walked right into the threatened area without a second thought, possibly without a first one either. The stone men turned on her and raised metal rods to make a cross in front of the door. Laughter said a few kind words in a language Korriana didn't recognize, and the stone men returned to their docile state. Cautiously, Korriana followed Laughter inside.

On the first floor of the tower, which seemed much larger inside than out, there was a great library. Korriana couldn't come to a term for it without Laughter's aid, but there were thousands of books filling shelves that covered each wall.

"How can one read so much?" Korriana found herself asking.

"I doubt anyone has read all of them," Laughter idly suggested looking for someone to ask for help, "We just need one or two."

As they explored the first floor, they eventually found a pair of Wizards studying quietly, a few dozen tomes at the table. Laughter immediately tried to get their attention, bur the mages continued their study ignoring her. Korriana noted how fast they seemed to be turning pages, and shuttered, it took her longer to read a single sentence than they cleared a pair of pages. Of course, Korriana had only started reading recently.

One of the Wizards soon finished his tome and set it aside, when he reached for the next, he noticed the two ladies standing at the table. He stared uncomfortably at Korriana, his eyes burning into the back of her mind.

"Me and my friend here..." Laughter began, noticing the strange behavior of the wizard, then cleared her throat loudly, "I'm looking for the librarian."

The wizard ignored her, running his spindly fingers through his greasy, black beard. His almost glowing blue eyes burning holes in Korriana's resolve. Without looking, the wizard grabbed a tome off of his stack. Prying her eyes a bit from their locked stare, Korriana struggled to read the tome's title, "Fifth Circle Summoning" were the only words inscribed large enough for her to catch.

"My apologies," the other wizard stood, "I must have gotten absorbed in my studies again."

This other man was husky and old, with a full belly, a fluffy white beard, and a round red nose. It took him some effort to stand, groaning a bit as his back cracked.

Laughter sighed with relief, "I'm looking for information."

The wizard made a sarcastic gesture at the thousands of books within sight.

Laughter's voice flattened, "...on Kobolds."

Korriana's weird elven skin became bumpy when the plump man gave her a knowing look. He gave the two of them a friendly wave over as he walked past them. They followed him through the maze of bookcases until they found a staircase leading to yet another level of library. Was the whole tower this way?

As soon as Korriana reached the last step of the staircase, she felt a hand on her shoulder. A hand forcibly turned her around to meet the eyes of the dark, gangly wizard from before. His eyes were glowing with burning blue light Korriana couldn't look away from. She realized he was casting a silent spell, able to resist momentarily she tried to cry out, but a bony hand grabbed her by the throat.

Panic took Korriana as she tried to flail and kick. Her body wasn't willing to comply, she was trapped in the man's stare. She struggled to breath, but the spell was keeping her from doing even that, or maybe it was his grasp tightening. It didn't hurt, her panic was subsiding, she knew this wasn't the worst fate. She'd just be sleeping for a while. How nice.

Korriana woke in a dark chamber lit by a handful of violet candles. A quick survey of herself led to the slight relief that she was still fully clothed and in elf form, though the pain in her neck and wrists made her worry. The room was full of various baubles and relics, a lot of it magical. Her mouth watered a bit looking at all the precious treasure, she didn't notice the engravings on the ground.

Her trapspringer's instinct kicked in last second, she pulled away from the magical barrier holding her. She didn't know if the cylindrical wall of hot air would physically stop her, or activate a more sinister trap, but she knew she was held tight within a gold etched circle on the ground.

With a sigh, Korriana studied the etching. She was in a circle, and around that was a triangle, each point had a circle, and hundreds of arcane characters were etched on the outside edge. Just as she suspected: magic.

She wondered if Laughter would notice her missing. Then pondered the horrible, wonderful thought of her Dragon noticing her missing. She knew he'd be mad at her, maybe he'd leave her there. But her dragon liked Korriana, maybe he would show up and rescue her.

Korriana's excitement ended as soon as the door opened. The spindly wizard stepped in fondling a staff. Her staff. The one her Dragon gave her. In a fury she threw herself at the magic circle, receiving a burn to her hands as a loud spark sounded.

The wizard looked up at her bemusedly, then grinned mischievously.

Korriana returned to the center of the circle, ignoring the searing pain in her hands. She crossed her legs and sat down, the tiny elven feet making things awkward.

She watched at the wizard set her staff aside and began riffling through a variety of items on his desk. He set aside a number of vials and baubles, until he has his mark. He turned to Korriana with a twisted smile, his hand clasped around a jagged blade with a golden skull for a pummel.

Korriana watched in horror as the man creeped over to the circle. He took the blade and slit his own wrist, to drip blood into one of the smaller circles. The blue glowing runes turned red as the lines slowly reddened towards the center circle. He proceeded to drip blood into the remaining two circles. The center ring turning crimson as well.

Korriana found herself shaking uncontrollably, hoping someone would show up and save her. She tried crying out for her Dragon, but her voice was missing. Seeing the man step into the inner circle, she tried to flee, but her legs no longer functioned. The wizard reached down to grab Korriana by the hair, dragging her to her feet.

He took her cheeks to force her mouth open, and dripped a small about of blood into her mouth. A strange sensation took her, calm pulsing through her. She relaxed, feeling herself swallow. In the back of her mind she screamed, but it felt like the right thing to do.

Korriana fell limply onto the wizard, feeling her arms wrap around him. Her head turned up to him on it's own accord, and she stared at him for a moment. The wizard grinned down at her, a horrible look of triumph on his face. Korriana screamed at her body to run away, the only real sign of this being a single tear reaching her eye. The wizard wiped the tear away with his bony fingers.

"What is you need, my master?" Korriana heard her voice saying.

The wizard tried to do something with his mouth that Korriana didn't understand, their foreheads bumping into each other.

The wizard shoved her to the ground, "Useless," he scoffed.

Hitting the floor hard, Korriana found herself unable to react to the pain, not that she would have normally. She lay there, for a long moment, staring at the ceiling, unable to do anything, even shift her eyes toward the pondering wizard.

"The Duke," he commanded, "Tell me what you know about the Duke."

"I think he's a dragon," Korriana stated blankly.

There was a long silence as the Wizard pondered. He waved his hand making Korriana rise to her feet, the thoughts evident on his face being that of regret and how to keep the event profitable.

"Do you yet resist me?" The wizard asked.

"No."

"Of course you'd say that," The wizard sighed, "Tell me what your innermost secret is."

Korriana's outrage and embarrassment allowed her to stutter, but not keep herself from admitting, "I wish my Dragon wouldn't try to lay with other women."

Korriana wanted to cry for suggesting that he shouldn't do exactly what he wanted, but couldn't control herself well enough to lose control to the tears. She wanted to hurt the man for forcing her to stand there and expose her feelings to him. She wanted to go home.

The wizard took a confused frown, "Who is your Dragon?"

"Th..." the tears finally started, "Thalthas. Master of the Kobold Caverns."

"Kobolds?" The wizard pondered, "Aren't those extinct?"

Korriana watched in horror as the wizard drilled dozens of questions about her home from her. He had to make her start wiping her tears to avoid her drowning. She watched herself tell him of their culture, their worship of the Dragon, their political structure, and of the secret teleportation chamber guarded by mimics.

The wizard pondered how to take advantage of all of this, and didn't say how he was going to do so aloud. He stared at her for a moment and frowned. He searched for a missing detail, then shook his head.

"Tell me about Thalthas," he ventured.

"He's powerful and handsome and..."

"No you idiot," he shouted, "Tell me objective, useful things."

"He's... powerful and handsome and..."

The wizard raised his hand to stop her. With a long sigh, he reapproached the question. He picked up a book off his desk "A Study into Draconic Ascension" was written on it. Korriana pondered if that was the book Laughter might have been looking for.

"What is your aspect?" The wizard asked.

Korriana didn't hear herself answer.

The wizard didn't look up from his book, "Answer me whelp."

Still Korriana remained silent.

"Do you not know?" He taunted.

"No."

The wizard nodded annoyed, flipping backwards a few chapters. He searched about for a specific passage before shaking his head in disgust.

He grumbled, "No aspect means stealing your power would be useless. Congratulations on being incompetent enough to be more useful alive."

Korriana wasn't sure what that meant, but living through this encounter by default was a bit of a relief.

"Before I forget," He grumbled, "Don't tell anyone about this magic. Never let on that I've affected you. Use all your resources to avoid having a detect magic spell cast on you."

The elf-guised kobold wasn't sure what to think about that. Surely as soon as the spell ended she'd be free to ignore this command. How long would it stick with her? Would she be enthralled forever?

The wizard laughed, "I could force you to aspect to something," he closed the book, "That would require you to be fully submissive to my will, which would cause you to become a lesser dragon. Not what I wanted, but I'm in need of a familiar."

***

The wizard reached down to the circle touching a few runes to turn them back blue. After the fifth, Korriana realized she had control of her limbs. This occurred when she hit the floor and was able to nurse the pain. She tried to run, but in doing so pain shot up her spine until she halted.

"Cruel, I know" the wizard smiled standing over her, "But I need to rewrite your psyche. It will be quite painful until you learn to stop resisting."

The man pulled her to her feet again, straining a bit with his apparent frailty and Korriana's pained writhing. She wasn't sure what was causing the spell to burn at her senses, but she knew she didn't want to be held by that man.

The man pulled her over to his sleeping nook and threw her at his bed. Korriana's shock and pain made her unresponsive as he pulled down her robes to reveal her flat chest. Disappointed, the wizard turned her face down onto the bed and lifted the back of her garment, a hand pinning one of her wrists to her back.

Korriana screamed, causing the magical pain to escalate, and the magic user to fasten a gag to her mouth. Exhausted from reacting to the magic, she just accepted the wizard's advances, and the pain stopped. Her eyes grew wide, as she turned to look at the man, watching him hook a finger into her undergarments.

Korriana closed her eyes, hoping he would lose interest due to her backside being so small in this form, but the man slowly and carefully pulled her pants down. Korriana tried to kick at the Wizard, but the pain returned in full force. She whimpered and laid waiting.

She didn't bother looking as she felt the cold air on her butt. She reminded herself that this wasn't her decision, that she had no choice in the matter, that her Dragon would forgive her. She felt him prod her with a finger, her leg twitching instinctively. She bit down on her gag as the man began probing her with his finger, causing her a pain dissimilar to the spell that bound her.

Slowly drawing his fingers out, the wizard chuckled, "A virgin? This will be easier than I expected."

Questions raced through Korriana's mind about what that could mean, would she lose her virginity in each form separately? Did that mean she still had two more virginities she could potentially save for her dragon? Did that mean this man was about to...

A pressure on Korriana's entrance caused her back to shoot up, pain and a hand on her spine forced her face back into the bed. She felt herself stretch around the man as he slowly entered her. He was gentle for a few seconds, before slamming deep within her. Pain caused Korriana to nearly black out.

Bottomed out in his captive, the wizard leaned down to whisper lewdly in Korriana's long Elven ears, "I thought I was going to have to make you love my cock, the way you're clenching down, I can tell you already do."

Korriana tried to tell him off, but magical pain coursed through her. She didn't love this, she wouldn't even tolerate this given the choice. Nonetheless her body reacted as he slowly pulled back, her knees twisting in pleasure. The man slammed into her again, causing her to moan into her gag.

"If nothing else," the wizard taunted, "I can give you a clutch of eggs."

Korriana's eyes widened in fear as the man slammed into her again.

"Those'll sell nicely," he mused.

Pain torrented through Korriana as she rejected the idea. If he gave her eggs she would...

He slammed into her again.

She would keep them from...

He grunted as he collided into her cervix.

She would...

The wizard hastened, causing the bed to creek and Korriana to moan into her gag.

She would gladly accept his eggs.

Korriana felt her body surrender to the wizard as he continued to pound into her pussy. His breath was heavy, his technique was erratic, and his desire to please her in any way absent. She was simply a toy to him, and she was loving it.

Korriana felt a pressure in her loins as he assaulted her cunt. The lewd sounds of his balls slapping against her clit was driving her over the edge. All it would take was him to...

She reached her orgasm as he filled her womb with hot cum. Her body twisted in pain and pleasure as the magic compelled her to enjoy being bred by the evil wizard.

Korriana looked up at him to notice the door sliding slowly open. As the evil wizard was pulling himself out, the fat, white bearded wizard stepped in and promptly cast a spell. Orange light extended from the rod in his hand and struck the dark caster in the back. He stood erect for a second, then the evil wizard stiffened like a board and fell flat on the ground.

Korriana watched in horror, the pain returning, as the larger bearded man pulled a gilded dagger from his belt and stepped up to the magic circle. He leaned over and scratched at the circle with his blade and the glow halted.

Korriana felt the spell release her from the torment. She slid to the ground and cried. What had he done? Could her dragon forgive her? Why did she enjoy it?

"Damn it Lister," the white bearded man groaned, "I was looking for that book." He plucked 'A Study into Draconic Ascension' off the desk, "And this girl."

Korriana tried to adjust her clothing between sobs. The sticky cum oozing out of her made it awkward to dress herself. She would never ignore her Dragon's advice again.

"This is why all the women casters join covens," the man complained, "I can't keep covering for you."

The dark wizard on the floor groaned.

"What happened?" Thalthas roared.

Laughter cowered under the enraged dragon in man shape, "I don't know, she won't tell me."

The Duke stepped in, "She's obviously under some sort of spell, let me get a closer look."

The Duke cast a very basic spell, but Korriana knew what it was. As he formed the incantation to the Detect Magic spell, Korriana felt herself throw up a counterspell by shouting the much smaller reversal.

The Duke stared dumbfounded by his spell not going off, "She countered it?"

Thalthas stared at Korriana in disbelief, "What are you doing?"

Korriana could not bring herself to meeting her Dragon's eyes. She tried to explain but felt the blood magic urging her to say, "I don't want to talk about it."

Thalthas's eyes grew tired again, but he gave her a weak smile, "I'll trust you then."

The little kobold tried desperately to meet his eyes, to help him see that the words she spoke weren't hers. She wanted him to know what happened. She didn't even care if she was punished for giving him a threat to his domain. She didn't want to fail him.

Thalthas wrapped worried arms around Korriana, "Let's go home."