Dragons' Hoard

Dragons Hoard.

              “Huhhhh.”  Hazel fell to her knees as the dragon stumbled backward, fire spurting out of its mouth.  “Fall over, you bastard.”

              A plated hand gripped her shoulder.  “Your arrow found its mark.  Don’t worry. I doubt the beast will be getting up any time soon.”  They watched as the dragon took a step forward, its head swaying about in a frenzy before falling forward with a massive thud, shaking the cavern.  “See, what did I tell you?”

              “That you didn’t want to be roasted alive?”

              Graven laughed.  “I said that?  It must have been your imagination.”

              “Right?”  Hazel swung her bow around her back.  “Well, mister, big strong man, do you want to go and explore the cave now that the big scary dragon has been dealt with?”

              Graven stood his ground as she began to walk forward.  “I don’t think we should do that.  The wanted poster only told us to dispatch the beast, not to search the cave.”

              “Pfft.  Where is the fun in that?  Besides, don’t you want a little something extra?  I hear dragon’s horde lots and lots of gold.”  She rubbed her hands together.  “Can’t you imagine that?  It has to be worth it for the trouble we went through to bring that thing down.  I mean, your shield is toast, and I almost snapped my bow in two.”  She turned and looked at her companion.  “So, what are you waiting for, you big scaredy cat.”

              “I don’t know.  I find it fishy that other groups have killed this thing before, and it keeps coming back.  I say we just go get the reward and be done with it.”

              She put her hands on her hips.  “And I say you are being a chicken, which is funny considering we just offed a giant fire-breathing lizard.”  She waved her right hand about.  “But whatever.  More loot for me.”

              “Hey, come back.  Hazel!”  Gaven gulped as he stood there.  “Oh god, what am I going to do?”

              Quickly leaving him behind, Hazel set out to look for the treasure hoard.  “All I need to do is find it.  Then I can come back and plunder it at my leisure.”  She rubbed her hands together.  “Hell, it will be much better than that measly five hundred gold pieces.  Who knows how much loot that dragon has stashed her over the years.  They say it is decades, no centuries old.  It has to have many, many goodies that I could retire off of.  This is going to be the best thing ever; I can just see it now.  Buying my own castle with servants.”  She smiled.  “I am going to move up in the world and retire from adventuring.  It is so dangerous and doesn’t pay well.  It is only natural that I would earn my fortune.”

              She could suddenly see a glowing light emanating from ahead.  “That must be it.”  She set her torch down to help mark the way she had come from.  “I can’t wait!”  Hazel rushed forward and into a massive chamber filled to the brim with gold and jewels.  Unlike the rough stone exterior, this room was made by human hands, the tapestry and metal framing slowly fading with time.  “I hit the jackpot!”  She dropped her bow to the side.  “But it will take me ages to drag this all out.  Good thing Graven deiced to fuck off.  It isn’t like he will be needing any of this.”

              She walked down the ancient steps and towards the nearest pile of gold.  “Hmm, but I will need a cart at the very least.”  She looked around.  “Too bad there aren’t any in here.  Ahh, well, there isn’t any use just leaving some of this gold lying around.”  She bent over.  “Might as well take some so I can buy myself some horses to ferry my goods to my new future home.”

              Hazel picked up a handful of gold coins.  “Why, just look at it.  The possibilities are endless.”  She stuffed the gold into her pockets.  “Buying some more fancy armor.”  Her hands grabbed another handful.  “Getting some servants.  I just. . .”   She laughed as she fell onto the pile with a wicked smile.  “There is just so much I don’t even know what to do with it all.”  She tried to make a gold angle.  “I could just live in here if I wanted.”

              She felt a strange pressure in her chest.  “But I need to pace myself.”  She sat up onto her knees.  “I don’t want to attract attention to myself.  I mean, I don’t want anyone to try to steal my gold.  My jewels.  It is mine, after all.  They can’t have it.”  Her hands wrapped around the gold greedily.  “I will protect it with my life.”

              Graven walked into the cavern.  “Hey, I wanted to check up on you.”

              She pulled out her bow and pointed it at him.  “Get out of here.  This loot is mine.”  She growled at him.”

              “Whoh, calm down.”

              Hazel moaned, the pressure inside of her growing.  She could feel her body heating up, and she suddenly fell forward, her arm extending outward to steady herself.  “Whoh.”  She took a deep breath.  “I feel kind of weird.”

              “Hey, are you alright?”  Graven took a step forward.

              “I said get away from my gold.”  She snarled at him as blue scales formed on her hands.

              He took a step back.  “Umm, I think you should get out of here.”

              Hazel took short, deep breaths.  “No.  I am perfectly fine.  You just need to leave.”  She stuffed more gold into her pockets with her scaly hands.  “I hit the jackpot of a lifetime.”

              “Hazel, something is happening to you.  Get out of there now.”

              She moaned as her boots suddenly felt tight.  “Ughhh. . .”  She extended her legs outward, watching her boots pulsate.  “What in the world?”  Clawed feet suddenly ripped through her shoes, her legs stretching out across the golden coins as her legs slowly thickened.  “Ughhhh. . .”

              “Oh my god!”

              She snorted as her breasts slowly grew, pressing against her tunic.  “You. . . you want my gold.  My hoard.  You won’t have it.”

              Graven gulped as he took a step back.  “This is why that fucking dragon keeps coming back.  This crap is cursed.”

              She twisted about onto her belly as, it caused her garments to stretch.  “Get out!”  She growled at him once more.  “I am warning you.”

              “Hazel. . .”

              She raised her voice.  “Get out of here!”  Her tunic ripped apart as her breasts and belly expanded, blue shiny scales covering her round body.  “I won’t let you steal my gold.  My hard-earned treasures.”  She snorted, smoke coming out of her nostrils as her belly continued to expand.  She had to push herself up onto all fours, her thick thighs and clawed feet trying to support her new weight, but it just wasn’t enough as she crashed onto her big round stomach.  “Ouff.”

              “Please.  You are turning into a fucking dragon!”

              She moaned.  “So what?  I have never felt so alive.”  Her nipples hardened.  “This power coursing through my veins.  It’s unlike anything I have ever felt before.”  She rubbed her breasts, enjoying how the transformation felt, her fingers hardening into claws as she stretched out over her bed of gold.  “My babies are getting so big.  It is amazing.  Why I think I could crush intruders between them.  It would be so satisfying.”  She slammed her arms down, finally able to push herself up.  “In fact, I think I should try it.  You don’t seem to get the memo.”  Shripppp.  What was left of her clothing was ripped apart, leaving her naked in her blue-scaled glory.  “So I will have to deal with you.”

              Graven raised a shaky sword.  “I don’t want to do this, Hazel.”

              She swatted the sword away as her body continued to grow, stretching out up and over him.  “You don’t seem to get it.”  Her voice deepened.  “I am a fucking dragon.”  Her boobs and belly continued to swell, her stomach rubbing against the ground.  “What do you think you can do to me?”  More smoke shot out of her nostrils as she snorted once more.  “You just want my riches anyway.  That is what all you foolish adventures want.”  She moaned.  “Oh fuck, this is just so. . . amazing.  Everything is just growing, swelling.”  She clawed at her ass.  “Oh fuck.  I. . . my tail.  I can feel it worming its way out of my wonderful curvy ass.”  She roared as an elegant thick tail slowly extended out of her rear end, swaying back and forth.  “Ohh fuck!”  She slammed it into the ground, gold and jewels flying into the air.  “I am so big and strong, so sexy!”  She looked down at Graven, who looked more and more like a gnat.  “Heheh.  I don’t know if I should crush you or eat you.”

              Graven, now knowing the danger he was in, tried to run for the cavern’s entrance.  But a massive claw fell over him, clamping him to the ground.

              “Where do you think you are going?”  Her talon fingers locked around his head.  “I haven’t decided how to punish you.”  Her breasts swelled a few feet more, each now the size of a boulder and with the blue scale armor of diamonds.  “Hmm, they say you shouldn’t play with your food, but. . .”  She scratched at his armor.  “It’s just so fun.”  She moaned as she felt pressure in her back.  “Ughhh. . .”  Suddenly, two massive wings shot out of her body.  “Ohh god!  Ohhhhh!”

              “Hazel, I know you are in there.  You need to fight your new draconic instincts.  It’s me.  Graven.”

              She pressed down on him harder.  “Quiet.”  Fire shot out of her mouth, and she covered it with her free paw.  “Opps.  I will need to learn on how to control that.”  Her neck began to lengthen, and her face contorted.  “Ughhhh.”  Speaking became hard as her mouth was forced forward, and razor-sharp teeth grew in her maw.  “Ohhhh.”

              “Let me out.”

              “Not until I had my fun.”  She lifted her paw and pressed her scaled breasts against him.  “I want to enjoy this before I have a snack.”  She rubbed her body up and down.  “That feels soooo good.  I would keep him if he didn’t try and kill me.  Add him to my collection.  Ahh well.  Too bad there isn’t a way to turn him to gold.”

              She suddenly shot up and grabbed him with her paw.  Then, twisting onto her belly, she raised him to her mouth.  “Goodbye, invader.”  With a mighty gulp, the pesky adventure was gone, and she could return to admiring her hoard.  “It’s mine.  Now and forever.”  She rubbed her belly and massive breasts against her loot.  “No one will ever take it from me.  No one.”