Hanging your head, you step towards Becky, but fall over. Of course, dragons walk on four legs, not two. No wonder you fell over.

Approaching Becky, you can't believe your about to do this.

She looks terrified, but she doesn't sruggle, not when she knows that there isnt any escape from both fully grown dragons.

When you reach her, you are taller than her by about 3 feet standing on your back legs.

"Becky. Its me." you say, while trying not to drool. "I'm so, so sorry..."

"You dont looks sorry!" she shouts. That was true. You were looking at her with a look of hunger in your eyes, whilst drooling and thrashing your tail in anticipation.

She slaps you. It hurts. You instinctivly snap at her arm. She cries in pain as your teeth sink into it.

"That's my boy!" your new father shouts.

Driven by the blood lust, you grab Becky with both talons and raise her to your head, and open your mouth wide, drooling all the while. Becky is still silent from the pain and simply stares down your throat.