Story: Curse of the Human

 

 
Okay, that went well. Glored was feeling pretty good about that announcement. He could already tell that his beloved underlings were all setting about their tasks with their usual due efficiency and devotion. Ah, it filled his draconic heart with joy knowing they were such hardworking monsters.

Now he just needed to prepare for a journey, to travel with those humans (he’d say strange humans but all humans are strange) to find a cure for this horrific plague. The mere thought of it made him shudder in his scales, while he could certainly adopt a humanoid form to facilitate his secret relationship with Razz -

"Glored~" her voice echoed across the chamber like a sweet melody. He turned around, and found himself tumbling on the ground, only possible because, right now, he was indeed adopting his more humanoid form so he could properly get some pace-thinking going. It helped clear the head sometimes. Even so, being bowled over by a goblin was an experience that no dragon, no matter what form they might be taking at the time, would ever wish to admit to aloud.

"Razz?" Glored said, quite amused to find her on top of him like this. "Ah, weren't you supposed to be watching the humans?"

"I w~as," Raazz said, trailing her finger down his chest for some reason. "I learned a few thi~ings from them too."

"Oh yes?" Glored said. Had she gained some insight into the way that humans thought? It would be quite useful to have that, not only for this venture but also for future - "Ah, you seem to have shackled my wrists to the wall." A wall that he could, it must be remarked, quite easily tear down with less than half his strength even in this body. "Is this something you learned fro the humans?"

If Razz continued to nod her head like that she might make it fall off.

"I learned about their breeding habits," Razz said. Why was her voice husky like that? Weird. "Ah! I would like to try them o~out."

“Breeding habits!? B-but Razz! We’re not married!

In response to this, Razz reached behind her head and pulled off the single piece of clothing that she was wearing, revealing her body in its entirety to him. Gulp! It seemed as though the transformation had suited her quite well! He'd always found her goblin body attractive, of course. She was quite adorable. However, her heaving bosom was making him keenly aware of the fact that she would likely make an excellent mother.

For a fleeting moment, Glored was tempted... Sorely tempted... But only for a moment.  He shifted his form, shrinking down even more so that he didn't have to break the shackles that Razz had so obviously made herself, and put her clothes back on her before she could protest further.

"When we are married," Glored said. Though he was starting to feel like that might be a lot sooner than he'd been planning.

“Glooorrreddd!” Razz whined, grinding her hips against his leg. “There’s so jmuch fun to be had!”

"Breeding is for the purpose of propagating the species," Glored said as a matter of fact. "It is not meant to be 'fun'. Don't let those humans fill your head with nonsense."

"Hrmm..." Razz tapped her lips. "Well, they did show me a fun thing I can do with my mouth. Can I show you that?"

"It's not kissing is it?" Glored asked. Of course, they already knew about that. Kissing was nice, and was something monsters did do. Well, some monsters you didn’t want to kiss. Tended to have life for draining as a result. Or they might accidentally suck your brains out."

"It's not kissing," Razz said. "It's something else that looked really fun."

"Well, I guess that should be fine then..." Glored said, rubbing at his wrists and watching with amusement as Razz knelt down, unbuckled the trousers he was wearing and then used her mouth to -

Oh. Oh! That was quite <b>unusual</b>, yes. Also, there weren't any rules against this as - if his understanding of biology was correct - there would be absolutely no chance whatsoever of them accidentally breeding.

But, of course, he couldn't simply be allowed to enjoy this bizarre experience. For at that moment, there was a knock on his door.

"Glorious Crimson, I bring grave news that requires your urgent attention!" Ah! He could not ignore his subordinates in this time of great crisis!  But he didn’t want to stop Razz! For one thing he was pretty sure she’d start crying. But also it felt… oddly intriguing What to do… what to do!?

An idea came to him. Pressed up against the wall like this, he allowed his dragon wings to grow out, draping over his body as if he was wearing a cloak. There we go. Now he looked suitably cool for any underling <b>and</b> Razz could keep doing That Thing With Her Tongue. Which was of absolute, paramount importance. For reasons.

"Enter!" his voice boomed out, which made Razz moan into his penis, which made him in turn feel rather weak at the knees.

Anyway, a Harpy strode into the room, doing a kind of mid-air march and then saluting, which looks really weird when your arm has wings on it. For some reason she had a cage with her. A cage which had a human girl in it, who was all but humping the side of the cage. Not in any apparent attempt to get out, more like she was enjoying the activity in and of itself. Weird.

"Glorious Crimson, I have heard the news of an outbreak of this... bizarre human plague," the Harpy said. "I believe this is a victim of that very disease."

"Ah, so... You - ah, d-decided to bring her here?" Glored asked, trying his best to make it clear, he wasn't exactly thrilled with that idea really.

"Of course, sir!" the Harpy said. "This cage has been triple reinforced with magic to ensure that she cannot possibly escape, and I am watching her at all times! With your permission, I would like us to experiment on this former slime so we can learn more about this dreadful malady!"

Hrm. That seemed like a good idea. A quick look over and - yeah, that girl wasn't getting out of - Oooh that tongue! - out of that cage any time in the near future. St-still, merely sending her off to be experimented on seemed a little cruel.

As such, Glored made to lean over the cage - then sat his butt back down upon realising any such motion would expose Razz. Which was not a good thing.

"Whwat were you before this change happened?" he asked.

"I was a slime!" the human girl sniffed, tears forming in the corner of her eyes. "I am a slime! I'm just stuck like this right now. I changed when - when a random human popped up out of nowhere and smooched me!"

"Smooched you?" Glored asked. "Yes, I suppose that makes sense. If this disease spreads through sexual contact, a kiss would probably be enough."

Well, it was a good thing this stuff that Razz was doing wasn't a kiss or in any way remotely sexual, otherwise it would be causing him quite a few problems in the near future.

“Please don’t eat me! You’re the dragon running this dungeon. I don’t wanna be eaten!” The slime girl begged. Yech, as if he would. Especially when he was in the process of being 'eaten' himself...