Faster than the being could react the
seven dragons descended upon him, biting and tearing the great Norse deity to
pieces and gulping him down bit by bit. All seven of the large dragons had
taken a good mouthful and savoured the charred remains, looking around in their
excitement for anyone else to eat.
“Delicious!... I can almost feel the
power flowing through me, to think such a tiny being could be so.-” Opening her
eyes wide Elisa began to pant, her heart boomed in her scaly chest and her
entire body felt like it was being pulled in several directions at once. “What,
what is happening?”
Falling to all fours the dragoness
moaned and growled, dizziness taking hold when she began to bloat and swell
larger, increasing in size until her back pressed against the ceiling of their
den. Gritting her teeth, she winced when new horns shot out from the back of
her head, giving her six in total, the colouration on her scales changed,
giving her splotched stripes like a rattlesnake that banded down her neck and
reached the tip of her tail, the fan at its tip flapping with her wings and
growling wider, until it looked less like a decoration and more like a rudder
when open. Rolling her shoulders Elisa groaned when two growths started jutting
out either side of her neck, growing out longer and thicker until they matched
the distance to her face. The ends suddenly took shape; moulding into powerful
jaws, forming eyes and nostrils, and crying out when six horns jutted out
behind their ears. With her transformation ended the three headed leviathan
looked around, three sets of eyes looking in different directions at once and
looking down at the shocked and aroused faces of her cohorts.
“What has.” “Happened to.” “Me, I feel.”
“So strange, like I’m…” Gazing into the eyes of her other heads Elisa tilted
her snouts and gave herself a look over, almost like she was playing with her reflections
in a mirror. After getting an idea of what had happened to her Elisa’s three
heads smiled, nuzzling each other and billowing smoke from all their nostrils.
She had become a hydra, the very symbol of lust itself.
No sooner had she regained her
composure than she discovered that while she had grown and transformed, so had
the others. Goliath roared, nearly doubling in size and clawing at the muddy
stone beneath him while spines jutted out of his back and tail, making him ever
fiercer and ferocious looking. His back crunched when a change occurred in his
gullet, making the brute male cough before letting loose molten lava from his
mouth, the red glow of rage still burned in his eyes and mouth even after the molten
slag had cooled, when his mane of hair caught on fire and remained that way it
finished Goliath’s transformation into a salamander of wrath.
“Hungryyyyyyy…” Rolling his shoulders
and leaving his mouth slack and open Broadway moaned when his body swelled and
bloated larger, his neck grew thicker and more round almost reaching the limits
of his collar bone when he finally snapped his jaws shut. His tail had become
swollen and thick, nearly giving Broadway the body of a gila monster with
wings. When his changed ebbed away and completed the bulbous dragon looked
around and slithered his long tongue out to lick his own ear, eyeing anything
that looked appetizing to the gluttunous leviathan.
Angela dropped down to her egg swollen
belly, scratching at her thigh like she was getting tired, despite being
saturated with fae magic. Yawning deeply her maw dripped acid, the smoldering
bile pooling under her forearms and burning a hole to the floor below. Shifting
back and forth she grew larger and fatter, taking up more space until she
looked to be the biggest save for Broadway. Flexing her tail the end changed
drastically, the fan crunching and flexing until it looked more like a
five-fingered webbed hand. Angela’s transformation made things easier for the
now slothful serpent, allowing her to lounge and eat without having to get up,
nor show effort to attack when offended. Lazily looking over to the side she
watched as her mother changed.
Demona roared clutching at her head,
her horns and teeth felt cold to her. Bulging and swelling larger she never
noticed her back and neck touch the ceiling nor the golden spines piercing
their way out her back and lining down her tail. Her horns were turning gold,
much like the tiara she once wore before she outgrew it. Then her teeth glinted
like the precious metal, then her claws. Her bold red mane of hair shimmered
like silk and her dark blue scales glinted like sapphires. In that instant
Demona had become a walking treasure, the embodiment of greed and avarice.
Regaining her composure, she looked to the others greedily, licking her golden
fangs and huffing a plume of gold dust. She and Elisa turned their attention to
the lesser two, the newest additions to their little circle.
Gasping and pressing against each other
for balance Maggie and Delilah gasped and growled when growth had overtaken the
two. Delilah snapped and grimaced when her body ballooned larger and fatter,
her claws and teeth had taken a metallic sheen but it was dull and unburnished,
like copper or brass. Her hair was pale as was her scales, having no character
save her skin colour and eyes. Twisting and lolling her head back she growled
when a growth sprouted beside her neck, lengthening and shaping into a second
head that shared space with her original. When it opened its mouth and gasped
Delilah blinked back at herself, checking herself over and back at Elisa and
Demona. “I’m, I’m just like.” “You, I have more than one.” “Head, and my claws
are metallic… But not as.” “Shinny as…” The pair smiled back at the unfortunate
drake, with Elisa nuzzling her additional heads sensually while Demona
flourished her golden talons, showing off her wealth. Delilah possessed the
qualities of both her genetic ‘parents’ but possessed NOTHING that could match
up to them, something that made the two-headed dragon sneer with jealousy, her
eyes glowing green with envy. “Its not FAIR!”
“Hush you petty clone! You should know
when others are your better.” Stalking with grace and poise yet keeping her
head down to avoid the ceiling Maggie raised her feline chin in contempt of the
two headed dragon glaring at her. Every part of the mutated dragoness had
become luxurious and regal, her silken fur glimmered even in the dank filth of
the cave, her polished claws standing out even in the manure she stepped in.
She looked like a mixture of a lioness and a golden serpent, the feline
dragoness cocking her head away to avoid Delilah’s gaze. Arrogant to the point
of loathing the proud new alpha looked to the others and scoffed. “Truth be
told I DO believe I benefitted the MOST from the spoils.
“Hmm, if you say so…” Wrapping her tail
around herself Delilah looked to the group with one head and out the cave to
the city below. “I want more, if I had more I’d become something stronger than
you, stronger than any of you.”
“Ooh, lovely idea sister…” Purred
Elisa, sauntering out to the edge of the castle to look down at the carnage her
brood were doing to the city. “If Odin gave us this much power, how much would
that imp Puck give? Or even…”
“OBERON!” Roared Goliath, molten rage dripping
from his teeth.
“I like the way you think love.”