Chapitre 285: 37.7 p͏a͏t͏r͏e͏o͏n͏.c͏o͏m͏/S͏t͏r͏a͏t͏o͏t͏h͏r͏a͏x͏A͏f͏t͏e͏r͏D͏a͏r͏k͏
"Don't you see? Deploy her into a city state wearing that Dress and watch the city tear itself apart! That Dress on her is a weapon of incalculable destruction, as powerful as a battalion of mages!"
"O-ohh… I see?" said Fey, not seeing at all.
"Hmm, I doubt that, an untrained civvy knows nothing of the ways of war, the very concept of such tactical disruption and subversion. That elf isn't an elf, she is a siege machine, she is a trebuchet in elf form. Unleash her on a city and watch the walls fall."
The last of the plate lorica came free as she spoke, the large pieces of metal clattering as they were taken away. The Lady's fit and muscular underwear clad body was revealed bit by bit as this happened and Fey found it hard to look away.
The dragoness wore only the thinnest of panties, a finger thin strip of white cloth that went from hip to hip and dove down below her muff, the silky soft roundness of her fat puffy muff escaping free at the top.
Her chest was something else, strap after layered strap of dense white cloth tied her breasts to her chest in a way that looked almost painfully tight… which meant her massive chest wasn't even her full true size, her breasts been restrained behind her armour the entire time.
The dragoness winked at Fey then hooked a claw over the white cloth. In one motion she slashed through the breast wrap and huge amounts of breast flesh spilled free, wobbling and rippling and sloshing as her expansive creamy breasts were revealed, bright pink mug sized nipples popping from innies to outies as the pressure was released, the air cooling their sweat slick surface.
The dragoness let out a groan of relief and stretched her arms above her head, legs straightening and knocking aside maids as her toes splayed in a satisfying morning stretch.
"Ahhhhhh," she sighed, "It feels good to be released from proper military attire."
Fey bit her lip and the maids in front of her were sprayed down with pre as her cock suddenly stiffy jerked up. They let out cries of alarm. Which was a mistake, opening one's mouth was often a mistake when Fey was releasing precum. They sputtered and gasped, the clothing soaked through. Still, showing their professionalism they swiftly put the bottles to work, vacuuming their clothing of precum in seconds. They couldn't vacuum away the new blush on their cheeks and their panted breathyness however.
"You like what you see little centaur? Would you perhaps... want more of me?" said the Dragoness, looking over her maids with amusement.
"M-more?"
Lady Alexandria eyed her from beneath hooded eyelids, the corner of her mouth curling in amusement.
"Yes, there is always more when it comes to dragons, always."
She let out another groan and stretched her arms further above her head, back arching as she stretched herself... Sounds started emanating from her body, the groaning sound of something dense being taxed and strained…and the dragoness began to grow, clawed hands extending up the pillow as her feet came down onto the pillowed floor, pushing pillows aside as her body enlarged.
"Oh gods it feels sooo good to decompressss!" groaned the dragoness shaking her head side to side as the maids around her became frantic, overwhelmed by her mass, unable to keep up with her growth. She quickly passed ten foot tall, then eleven, then twelve, and then she began to slow at fourteen, her panties shredding apart as her flaring hips easily outgrew them.
A fourteen and a half foot tall dragoness lazed on a now more fitting pillow size, panicking maids falling between her thighs and across her toned muscular abdomen, small hands scrabbling desperately at her immensity. Lady Alexandria made a pleased sound and plucked a maid up who had fallen into her cleavage, skirt fallen over hips and panties exposed for all to see.
"Cat panties? Really?" said the Dragoness placing the maid to one side.
The maid blushed furiously as she straightened her rumpled skirts and dashed away,
Fey couldn't help it, her breath was coming in heavy pants, heart pounding like a blacksmith's hammer, the barrel the maids held being pushed backwards such was the power of the fire hose of precum being sprayed into it.
It was hard not to get hot under the collar seeing the dragoness grow, especially after being primed by Ellaria and her off the charts sex appeal.
She licked her lips.
"Y-you aren't normally in your true f-form?"
"Hmm, hardly. My kind find it convenient to compress our bipedal forms, it makes walking through cities so much more convenient. Of course not all dragons can do such a thing, the older dragons have bodies too dense to noticeably compress. I used to be able to get much smaller but these days I only manage a small amount. Too much exercise in the military I suppose."
The dragoness suddenly leant forward and got to her feet, squawking maids thrown from her body and scattered to the pillow covered floor.
Lady Alexandria towered over Fey making her feel very small. Then she bent down and picked her up, with ease. Carrying her under arm she turned the nearest building sized pillow and placed Fey on her back on top it. Then she crawled up onto the pillow, torso sized clawed hands coming down either size of Fey's head, enormous breasts dangling over her, huge pink nipples brushing against the fabric.
Fey's dick throbbed and the sound of masses of fluid splashing against the back of the dragonesses breasts filled the air, precum washing over Fey's barrel and onto the pillow in waves.
Fey hated to admit it but she was incredibly turned on.
A dozen maids quickly swarmed the giant pillow and began a chain drawing the fluid free from the fabric in bottles and then passing it down where it was poured into barrels at the base. In this way they managed to keep up with her output. Just.
The dragoness paused.
"Such a small partner for a dragon is… awkward." she shuffled and frowned, breasts pushing down Feys front legs.
"Hrmm. very well."
The dragoness concentrated and began to shrink, her body compressing down into smaller frame, the strain of her body crushing inward just audible. It wasn't long before she was at her original size, then a little smaller, nine foot tall.
"Ah, much better, perhaps this way I might actually feel something of your tool."
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