Keywords: Adult, Transformation, Magic Species: Dragon, Human Scaled By Divigon Tom was walking home late one night when there was a flash of light, a sizzling sounds and suddenly everything faded out. Slowly he awoke, his groggy eyes slowly opening to look around a strange room. A harsh light illuminated the sterile features impassionately. Vaguely he became aware he was standing upright, but somehow held in place. He tried to move his arms, but they refused to respond. Turning his head he could see no restraints, but his limbs felt as if they were cast in concrete. In fact, his head was the only thing he could move. He also noticed he was naked, something that unnerved him terribly. He tried shouting, but found he was unable to make his voice work. The best he could manage was a low groan. In front of him, a door suddenly slid to the side and a strange creature entered. It was green in colour, with golden highlights. Its skin looked scaled. Across its shoulders hung an oriental style robe which shimmered under the lights. Behind it, a pair of leathery wings were folded away neatly. Two golden horns curved from the back of its head, but it was the eyes which caught his attention. The were deep red orbs which seemed to glow from within. For a moment they regarded each other then the beast walked closer. Strangely Tom felt no ambition to flee or struggle, but he knew he should. Instead he stared back just as impassionately. The creature finished its inspection and stepped back, raising a taloned hand to its neck to murmur something into a device which had to be a microphone of some sort. It was strange. He knew he did not know what the beast was saying, but he understood the words. "Yes," it said in a deep, but somehow sultry female voice. "This one will do. I'll finish him off myself." She then turned to look at him. "I bet you're wondering what you're doing here, aren't you," she said in her strange voice. Tom found himself nodding. She smiled. "Well," she continued. "I have use of you. I am the Captain of this vessel and I am afraid, what you would call my mate has met with some unforeseen circumstances." Tom swallowed. "However," she begun again. "In this form, you simple will not do. There will be a few modifications. That device you are in is a genetic generator. You humans would probably refer to it as a modified transported. Where a transported moves objects from one place to another. This machine has the ability to modify them at a genetic level. I've already used it to change your thinking slightly." Tom shuddered. She smiled before continuing. "Don't worry, I just implanted my form into your subconscious, your subconscious knows me, but you do not. This means you do not recoil in terror from me. Plus I added to your language skills. I can tell you can understand me, that was my doing." She paused as Tom processed this new information. "However, like I said, you simply will not do like this," she smiled. "My mates need to have... shall we say... certain characteristics ...and an amount of staying power... I'd hate to do you any harm..." She looked him over once more. "This stuff you call hair," she purred. "It simple won't do. Its repulsive." Tom felt a tingling in his legs and looked down. The hair on his legs was disappearing! A neat line was moving over his legs and where it touched the skin the hairs flashed for a second, then disappeared with a faint pin prick. The line made its was quickly across his groin leaving his penis and testicles dangling smooth and limp before him as his chest was shaved. He felt the hair lift from his scalp and it was over. The creature moved closer and poked his smooth flesh, shaking its head disapprovingly. He let out a chirp as she moved back and his skin seemed to harden into a rigid sheet. Lines formed and cracked into scales their flesh colour fading to a reddish gold. She walked around Tom and he felt something pressing at his spine. Twisting his head around he watched in terror as a scaled tail extended from its base. It grew and thickened out and was suddenly frozen into place by the mysterious force which held his limbs. Next his head began to bulge. It should have hurt, but was more a numbing feeling that anything else. His mouth and nose seemed to fuse and push out as he felt small teeth spread along his new jaw. His tongue thickened and lengthened feeling like it might choke him before he became use to it. His eyes shifted to the side of his head as his pupils changed causing a subtle shift in his spectrum. He became aware of his ears seeming to melt into the side of his head as a pair of golden horns twisted out of his skull. His nostrils flared, suddenly becoming much more sensitive and he became aware of a strange, almost intoxicating scent which flooded the room. He was unaware of his hands growing talons as two fingers fused together. New muscles rippled under his scales as the machine continued to change him. Claws sprouted from his feet, while his tongue flicked across scaled lips. The creature moved back in front of him and regarded her modifications with a critical eye. "Much better," she almost whispered, leaning down to inspect his crotch. "But that still is no good." Tom suddenly felt a lengthening in his groin and looked down. His penis seemed to be growing, almost stretching towards his knees. His legs would have buckled at the erotic feelings, but he remained locked in place. Then its base began to harden and twist up along his belly. A few moments later he had a large scaled sheath fitting snugly against him. Next his testicles began to tingle. His eyes changed focus from his opening to his balls which suddenly began to swell. A few seconds later, they were huge, like oranges and hung strangely reassuringly between his legs. Tom let out a meep of surprise. The beast before him allowed herself a long smile before seductively undoing her robe. Tom's eyes fixed on her chest as she slowly opened it and cast it to the floor. His new testicles pumping their hormones into his blood stream, clouding his mind. Part of him was repulsed by the sight, but some other, larger, part of him stirred and he wanted to move closer... to explore her. She ran her taloned hands over her scales, drawing his gaze down until she caressed between her legs. He could see her sex, her moist lips glistening against her smooth scales. That was the source of the smell! Slowly she slid a finger between her lips, withdrawing it slowly. He followed her fingertip as she brought it up before him. He could clearly see a milky drop of her juices suspended from her claw. Smiling she leaned forward and rubbed the drop into the smooth scales on the tip of his snout. Suddenly her scent flooded his system! His cock surged from his sheath, growing to an amazing nineteen inches which pulsed in time with his heart beat. Veins standing out along its thick length. She smiled at his reaction and slide her fingertip down his snout to his chest, then down to caress at his swollen balls. Leaning back she surveyed her work. "If it was left to me," she said with her grin. "I'd be happy with you now... But I am aware how some may regard you as restrictive as you are... There are some more changes I need to make." Her eyes fixed on his nipples, still visible under his scales and they widened. "Oooh," she giggled. "Mammalian, how cute..." Tom suddenly became aware of a tautness in his chest and his attention was reluctantly drawn away from the scent which held him captive. Looking down he watched his chest swell, pushing out into a definite pair of feminine breast with large nipples made from tiny scales which stuck out proudly before him. For a moment he was strangely happy, then he became aware they were still growing... Finally they stopped, a huge pair of tits protruding form his chest, pulling down on him. He let out another meep of surprised and watched as a dribble of milk ran down the cracks in his scales out of view. He felt his hips change and his balls move slightly. There was a slight tearing sensation and a numbness somehow deep inside him. He became aware of his internal organs churning, writhing as they adjusted to new shapes. She moved towards him and slide her taloned hand up the inside of his thigh. Hormones raging, his legs spread unconsciously apart. He claw slid up behind his balls, brushing lightly against them. He expected it to slide across and down the other side, but it suddenly slid in. He let out a gasp of wonder as folds of skin grasped her finger and tried to pull it deeper inside him. With a groan of pleasure he realised he was actually a hir now, but to his sex crazed brain it did not matter. His massively oversized sex equipment pumped huge amounts of hormones into his blood stream and his eyes began to glaze over as she caressed hir. She smiled as she watched her slave's face contort with pleasure. A little longer with the subliminal programming and sie would be hers. Reluctantly, she pulled her finger from hir slit, caressing hir lit in the process, bringing her juice covered finger to her lips she tasted her slave for the first time. Sie had an almost over powering aroma. Sie was going to be a strong one this one. She made a mental note about recruiting from this planet in the future. Walking around her slave she studied hir carefully. Sie currently had massive amounts of hormones being pumped into her clouding her judgement. Plus the machine was programmed to project selected images, feelings and sensations direct into hir subconscious. Within a short period of time sie would show no resistance at all. Lifting hir tail she caressed the sensitive scales along the underside, Tom shivering in pleasure as sie did so. Her fingers reached and gently probed around hir puckered ass and she frowned. Mentally commanding the machine she smiled as hir ass slowly enlarged, remaining tight, but able to accommodate much larger objects. Pushing a talon inside she felt the new glands oozing their juices, lubricating her fingers and she purred excitedly to herself. Moving back to the front of her slave she command the machine to release hir. As soon as sie was free one hand crept to a swollen nipple, the other sliding down to caress hir balls and below... Making a soft growling noise she got hir attention. "Slave," she command. "What are you doing?" Immediately the creature before her dropped to one knee, head bowing submissively as hir hands fell to hir sides. Hir tail flicked up and she felt a twinge of desire pass through her, her slave was not the only one in the room affected by the hormones. She frowned as hir tail flagged down again and sent some more commands to the machine. A silver studded collar appeared around her slave's neck, a matching ring forming around the tip of hir tail. When hir tail next rose up, it curved to hit the collar, locking in place. Golden bands appeared around hir wrists and ankles. Some ornate runes badged themselves under hir scales, displaying hir owner and patterns emerged over hir horns. She gestured for her slave to come and turned, leaving the room. Obediently the creature which had been Tom stood and followed hir Mistress. Her pleasure hir only concerned now...