"Actually I've eaten so many girls that I'm feeling a bit sleepy." Mel tells you. "So let's stay naked, cuddle, and maybe I'll smack that ass of yours. Some idiots might thing that you have a few extra pounds, but I don't mind Rubenesque girls and you're too thin for that."
You wonder if this is some sort of trap, but why? Why would he trap you? He's a dragon!
A plant creature sent vines into the room. Mel walked over and touched a vine. Vines blackened and died as the plant creature screamed in pain.
Mel turns back you.
"I feel like cuddling." Mel stated. "Are you up for cuddling or do I find another girl."
You decide that cuddling is great idea. Yes, your bum gets smacked red, but Mel doesn't eat you. At one point you dare to ask him a question.
"Do you know what happened? Why are all the monst... why are so creat... Um, I'm not good with using words."
Mel laughed and flicked some cum off your left tit.
"Of course I know. I'm a dragon, that means I'm wise and know anything I want to know. It was your college. Some idiots set up a witchcraft display, mangled Latin, Greek, and Welsh as they acted out some 'witchcraft'. They opened a gate, or rift, or whatever. I'd tell you, but you wouldn't understand the words."
You think about that.
"Does that means the world is doomed?"
Mel laughed again.
"No you silly goose. It will end at sunup or when someone goes to room 233 and moves a feather out of a magic circle. Most of the town will be eaten by sunup, but humans are just food."
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