Lady Dragon, Lady Knight (closed for Aliceinchains36)

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(OOC: Picture of Phantasma in human form -- http://pictures.hentai-foundry.com/w/WickedJ/265683/WickedJ-265683-C_Clarimonde_Claremont.jpg )

Phantasma awoke and stretched, lips pulling back over razor-sharp fangs, ribbed wings spreading to reveal pale blue membranes. Her scales gleamed a deeper, sapphire blue, with silver claws and graceful silver horns crowning her elegant head. She was the picture of beautiful ferocity... just the way she liked it.

She turned around in her cavern to examine her hoard, ensuring the mountain of gold and gemstones she guarded was still intact. Not a piece of gold or chip of diamond out of place as far as she could see. Perfect. No knight had ever managed to separate her from a shred of her hoard, and she intended to keep it that way.

With a rumble Phantasma slid out of the cavern, slinking down the mountainside. As she walked, her body began to shift, taking on a curvaceous human form. Dark blue-black hair, piercing crystal-blue eyes, full lips, tan skin, striking black eyebrows... she knew she was attractive to these humans, but she had her tricks to keep their hands off of her.

Many dragons considered it beneath them to take on human form... but Phantasma had learned that the best way to find her next target to raid was to assume human form, and listen and learn. It was amazing what she could learn in this form... and what sort of information she could seduce out of a drunken lout that could then be used to her advantage.

She made her way through the forest, toward the town, ready to begin the day's mayhem...
 
"Gods dammit!" Allison cursed as she stared into the empty chest. She'd just made her way through a bandit nest, killing seven men, to find their treasure hoard filled with nothing but little slips of parchment that read "I owe you". "Fucking worthless!" Allison shouted putting her steel boot through the chest. "All this time wasted, and I can't even sell their shit weapons!" She groaned making her way out of the cave. "At least the bounty will be enough for a warm meal and a place to sleep." She sighed climbing onto her horse. "Come on girl. It's a long ride to Bell's Town." She said to her horse as she rode away from the cave.

A Few Hours Later...

"Hmmmmm... I can give you fifty silver pieces." Said Bell's Town's steward. "Fifty!? There were seven of them! One was a mage! I need at least one gold piece!" Demanded Allison in outrage. "A hundred silver is out of the question. I'll give you sixty... Plus I'll have the smith take a look at your gear." Said the steward, scribbling a note on some parchment. "Take this to the smith in the yard, and he'll get the dents out of your armor. And I recommend Belle's Tavern to the Silver dusk inn. Belle charges a bit more, but she keeps her place clean and rats away from her kitchen." "Yea, thanks." Allison said walking away from the steward, still upset. She knew if a male knight had asked for a gold piece, he would've gotten it. "Oh well..." She thought heading for the smith.

An Hour Later At Belle's Tavern...

"...Nah, me real name's Savanna. I bought the inn a few years back, and people just assumed I was Belle. The original owner named it for the town, but most people don't know. So the name stuck." The barmaid said to Allison. The knight had left her armor and sword with the smith, and made her way to the tavern. She'd spent the last hour talking, and flirting, with the attractive bar owner. "Well it's good to meet you Savanna. I'm Allison." Allison said with a slight slur. "I know lass. You already told me." Savanna said with a laugh gently taking the tankard from Allison's hand. "Oh yea, that's right. Sorry about that." Allison giggled, not objecting to the barmaid taking her drink. "Just sit here and sober up. I'll bring you a tankard of water and a slice of pie to sober you up a bit. On me." Savanna said leaving Allison alone at the bar.
 
Not too long after Allison sat down at the bar, an obviously drunken old man stumbled up to sit beside her. His beard nearly hung in his tankard, and he didn't even bother to look at her as he drank and mumbled to himself. But something about her gear must have caught his eye, because before long his stream of chattering began to direct itself toward her.

"An adventurer wants a bit of gold in his purse for his travels, eh?" he mumbled. "The steward don't pay well for bandits... nah, the real money is in dragons. Head or skin of a beastie's good for a nice purse, an' that's not even counting the hoard..."

He drank deeply from his tankard before continuing, ale spilling down his chin and soaking his beard. "An' this is where lads like you--" He seemed to miss that she was female. "--when lads like you say 'but ol' Will, there ain't any dragons around these parts!' Well, lad, there be one... I seen it up in the mountains. She's a terror, that one... the Blue Death. There be real danger in huntin' her, but real wealth as well..."
 
"Sure thing. I'll just hop on my unicorn and make my way over there right now." Allison said sarcastically. "Don't be too hard on the old feller." Savanna said returning with Allison's pie. "He means well, he just gets confused. Everyone knows the dragons are all but extinct Will. One this close to the king and his knights is impossible." Savanna said giving Will and affectionate pat on the cheek, before turning her attention back to Allison and handing her an iron key. "This is the key to room three. Head up whenever you're ready. And one of the smith's boys came by with your stuff, so it'll be up there waiting." Savanna said. "Thank you for your hospitality, I'll head up now. Allison said, handing Savanna her cleaned pie plate.

Allison made her way upstairs and unlocked the door to room three. Inside was a comfortable and clean looking bed, a desk with a chair, a wash basin, and a large trunk that contained Allison's gear. She stripped down to her smallclothes and washed herself with the water in the basin before getting into the bed. Allison settled down and drifted to sleep wondering what the next day would hold for her.
 
Before dawn, disaster struck the town.

Some might report later that they saw a beautiful woman, wearing the worn clothing of a servant, slip out of the steward's manor by the back door late that night. But that was considered a trivial bit of information. Perhaps she'd just known what was coming -- by instinct or by witchcraft -- and opted to run instead of warning her master. Either way, she was inconsequential.

The sun had barely begun to show its light when a deep blue dragon swooped down out of the sky, blue-white fire spilling from its jaws, ripping open the roof of the manor as easily as a knife cut through cheese. The manor was ablaze, and the dragon buried its head up to the neck inside the ruined house, searching for the wealth she knew the steward had concealed there...
 
Allison awoke to the sound of Bell's town's tower ringing an alarm, with the defending roar of some great beast overpowering the alarm every few minutes. Her armor was on in an instant, her sword drawn and her kite shield at the ready as she ran out of the inn. "By all the Gods..." Allison gasped as she came out onto the street. On the roof of the steward's manor was a... Dragon. The great blue beast was breathing fire and tearing the roof from the manor, no doubt taking the easiest treasure first. But the dragon would be done with the steward's manor quickly, then move to the main source of the town's wealth: the noble's keep. The duke of Bell's Town was a wealthy man, and all of his underlings were quite rich, like the steward, but the duke's vaults held countless treasures. Treasure Allison hoped would be shared if she killed the beast.

Allison ran back into the bar and found Ol' Will passed out at the bar. She ran forward and shook her for a moment before emptying a flagon of water on his head. "There's a dragon attacking the town! How do I stop it!?" Allison shouted at the startled man.
 
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Phantasma had already made short work of the Duke's house, and was rising from the ruins with her claws laden with treasure. Her gaze swept the town, eyes avid and hungry, until they finally rested on the noble's keep.

Old Will spluttered and wiped at his face, cursing. "Eh, whot? Oh... you kill it, of course. Don't everyone know that?"
 
"That's not what... Oh nevermind. That's what I get for asking a drunk." Allison said turning away from the old man. She pulled on her helmet and ran out of the tavern. She didn't bother trying to save the steward's home, the dragon would end up at the noble's keep sooner or later.

Allison ran as fast as she could (which was pretty fast considering the heavy armor she wore), and was at the keep's gate in a matter of minutes. She heard the dragon's roar as its thunderous wings beat the air overhead. Ballista bolts and arrows were fired at the great beast, but they seemed to have no effect. "Let's see how it reacts to a sword in its neck." Allison though running through the gate and up the stairs to the keep's wall. The dragon had settled on the roof of the keep and was digging through the stone roof, seemingly unaware of the arrows bouncing off its brilliant scales. Its spiked tail lashed back and forth near the wall, and Allison saw her chance. "Let's see them scoff at me after I kill a dragon." she thought running at full speed towards the edge of the wall. She didn't think as she leapt through the air. Her timing was perfect, and she slammed into the dragon's tail with a loud "oof". She wrapped her arms and legs around the thick thrashing tail and held on for dear life, rethinking her plan of attack as she tried to climb the smooth scales.
 
Phantasma didn't notice her sudden cling-on at first -- she was busy ripping open the keep, looting it greedily. So much gold... so many jewels... all wasted by humans who couldn't appreciate them. No, they belonged to her, and only her. She would love them for the precious things they were...

Then she became aware of something clutching her tail, and she turned to regard the little knight that had latched on. Interesting... this one was fearless, not afraid to get hands-on. But she couldn't very well fight him or her with her claws full...

She beat her wings, rising into the air, claws laden with treasure... the knight still dangling from her tail...
 
"No no no no no!" Allison shouted as the dragon took to the air. This plan wasn't working at all. Instead of being a heroic dragon slayer Allison was more likely to plummet to her death. She was barely hanging on to the creature's tail when it wasn't bouncing on air currents. "I guess I'll have to make a handle." Allison grunted, pulling her dagger from her belt and plunging it into the dragon's tail. "Ha! Take that you overgrown lizard! Now land so we can finish this!" Allison shouted, twisting her blade in the dragon's flesh.
 
Phantasma bellowed in pain, thrashing her tail. The little knight was proving to be far more of a pest than she thought! Well, she would land and "finish this," yes indeed... but not anywhere that would be to the knight's advantage.

A few more strokes of her wings, and she settled into a glide that took her to her mountainside cavern. Landing with a rattle of claws, she flicked her tail to bring the knight before her, where she could get a better look at her new plaything. After all, what was the point of having a delectable morsel if you didn't get to play with it a little first?
 
Allison saw the dragon descending towards the cave, and prepared herself for the coming fight. It wouldn't be an easy fight, but Allison was a trained warrior. She could defeat a beast, regardless of its size.

The dragon landed and flicked its tail to look at Allison, but the knight was ready. She used the momentum from the tail's movement to jump away from the dragon. Allison was on her feet with her sword drawn in nearly the blink of an eye. She stood at the ready, studying her opponent, searching for a weak point or a chance to strike.

"Come on beast. Let's do this. Tomorrow I'll be know as Allison the dragonslayer." She growled, readying her attack stance.
 
Phantasma snorted a puff of smoke, amused at the little knight's bravado. Seriously? No respect or honor for her kind? What WERE they teaching the knights these days? And this one was female... intriguing. And delicious. She did love a good tussle with a female...

"I don't think so, little knight," she purred... and she lashed out with a paw, aiming to swat her to the ground and pin her there.
 
Alison's eyes widened in surprise when the dragon spoke. She thought she was fighting a mindless beast, not an intelligent creature. If Allison hadn't been trained as a warrior her surprise would have killed her. She didn't see the dragon's taloned hand coming down at her until it was nearly too late. But her warrior instincts kicked in, and Allison rolled out of the way just in time. She took up a new position out of reach from the dragon's claws before speaking.

"I didn't know you could speak dragon. My honor requires me to offer you a chance to surrender. Stand down and return what you've stolen, or I will be forced to kill you." Alison said firmly, hoping she wouldn't be forced to face this immense creature.
 
"No true, honorable dragon surrenders to a little knight," she hissed. Her wings spread, and she stalked forward, herding the knight back further into the cavern. "Not when the potential for playing with a delightful morsel is there..." Her tongue, long and thick and forked, slid out of reptilian jaws to lick her lips.

If Allison backed up far enough, she would find herself surrounded by riches -- gold, jewels, jewelry, pearls, gem-encrusted crowns and goblets and items beyond description... and a massive nest of silks and cushions, which was disarrayed and torn as if it had recently seen action.
 
Allison could tell that the dragon was herding her backwards. She was alright with giving up ground for the moment. She was waiting for the chance to strike. Allison saw her opportunity as the dragon took another step forward. Allison dove forward and slid underneath the dragon's legs, before rolling out from underneath the creature, tiring around, and slashing at the dragon's hindquarters. "Ha! Take that!" Allison shouted in triumph as the dragon steaming hot blood splattered onto the floor of the cave.
 
Phantasma screamed as her blood fell steaming upon the cavern floor. Without thinking she whirled and belched a stream of fire after her prey.

"Worthless worm! This will go much easier for you if you just hold still!" She reached out with a claw to snatch the knight and pull her back into the cavern, accidentally giving Allison a good view of her underbelly...

An underbelly that bore softer plates of armor, and -- most prominently -- a jutting shaft that pressed against her belly. Somehow, despite sounding female, this dragon sported a phallus, and an erect one at that...
 
Alison ducked behind her shield as the fire burst from the creature's mouth. It was the hottest thing Alison had ever experienced, it felt like she was cooking alive in her armor. But her shield protected her from the flames. Unfortunately for Alison, her shield blocked her view as the dragon wrapped its claws around her armored midsection. Alison grunted as she was lifted into the air and squeezed by the dragon's claws. Alison gasped for breath as she heard her arm creaking from the strain of the claws. Alison's sword and shield clattered to the ground as her vision began to go dark. Alison briefly wondered why this female dragon had a dick, and why that dick was hard, before she fell unconscious from the force of the claws squeezing the air from her chest.
 
Phantasma snorted as she pulled the knight closer, sniffing her body all over. Hmmm... not a bad face on this one. Though the armor was hiding her body from view... she was going to have to do something about that.

With the tip of a claw, she began to peel off her armor, plate by plate. Why did these knights insist on wearing so many layers? Why not just magic up a good coat of scales?

Finally, once she'd gotten her completely stripped down, she set about to examining the lovely body beneath her. Her tongue lashed out to caress the body, tasting it...
 
Allison was having such an odd dream. She had been fighting a dragon. How crazy was that? But it was ok now that she was awake. And being striped out of her armor by her lover, Queen Lizbet. The queen was beautiful, everything you'd want in a lover or a queen. The queen lifted Allison up and ran her tongue over the naked knight's fit, but surprisingly soft body. Allison's immense bust made combat difficult and buying armor a nightmare, but right now she was happy that the queen seemed to approve. "Oh Queen Lizbet..." Alison moaned. She couldn't believe a lowly knight like herself was in bed with a queen. She couldn't believe how big the queen's tongue was. She couldn't believe that the king would allow such a thing. She couldn't believe... Wait... What? The queen was married. And that tongue felt so big and hot... Oh gods! This was the dream!

Alison's eyes shot open to confirm what she dreaded to think was happening. The dragon was licking her naked body. It was about to eat her alive! "Release me beast! I am a warrior, not a morsel of food! Fight me fairly or let me go! I command you!" Alison shouted, struggling against the dragon's claws.
 
Phantasma growled and butted her lightly with her snout. "Hold still and enjoy it, little morsel..." She then returned to licking her, savoring her taste... running her tongue over her prey's breasts, then dipping down to taste her between her legs, the forked tip pushing in ever so slightly...
 
Alison's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates when she felt the forked tongue part her already dampening folds. This dragon did intend to eat her, just not in the way she originally thought. "No no no! Stop it!" Alison shouted, forcing her legs shut with all her strength. She managed to pull one arm loose from the dragon's grip, and she used it to try to push the giant snout away from her naked body. "Stop it! I refuse to lie with a beast! Or a woman! I am saving myself for another knight! I command you to stop! Kill me if you must, but do not force yourself on me!" Alison shouted in desperation, using all of her strength to try to push the dragon's face away.

Alison was not attracted to women! She couldn't be! All those dreams were just... Just dreams. Nothing more! She liked men, she had to! And to lie with a beast... That was the lowest thing a person could do. Alison would never be able to redeem herself if this dragon forced itself upon her. Even if Alison was curious about what else that tongue could do... Where else it could go... What it would feel like on her... NO! She had to fight! Fight the urges! This was a test, and she would not fail it!

Alison gathered all of her strength and put it behind her arm as she swung her fist into the dragon's nose. She bruised her knuckles on the creature's hard scales, but she ignored the pain as she tried to wriggle her way out of the creature's grasp. "Unhand me monster! I will die before I give in to you!" She shouted at the top of her lungs.
 
Phantasma's jaws split in a wicked grin. "I think, little knight, that you will find I can be VERY persuasive. You won't die tonight... not until I've had my way with you. As for beast... dragons are NOT mere beasts. But I digress..."

With a claw, she forced Allison's legs open. Her tongue raked over her crotch again, pushing in ever so slightly... even as she used the pad of another claw to rub against her breasts.
 
Alison couldn't control herself when the forked tongue touched her aroused pussy again. She let out a loud breathy moan as her body shivered in pleasure. Her face turned scarlet when her mouth began to moan of its own accord. She couldn't be enjoying this! A dragon was forcibly licking her pussy. This was not a pleasurable situation.

Alison opened her mouth to beg the dragon to stop again, but she just let out another pleasured squeal. No, that's not the right sound. Alison tried again "Please. Please. Oh please!" She moaned, feeling her legs spread themselves wider. No! Don't do that. Say please stop! Close your legs! Think dammit!

"Please... Oh gods please... Please don't stop! More! Please give me more!" Alison begged, her face turning an ever deeper shade of red as she totally submitted to the dragon. Her hips were grinding against the dragon's tongue, her legs were open as wide as they could be, and her hand was wrapped around the dragon's horn in a feeble attempt to keep the creature's head in place. Gods forgive her, but Alison was enjoying this.
 
Phantasma grunted in satisfaction and let her tongue push further inside. Oh, how she loved it when her prey finally submitted to her whims. A struggle was always fun, but it was delicious when they finally gave in to their lust...

She set about exploring this knight's pussy with her tongue, thrusting it in and out, letting her hot breath wash over Allison's body. Her claws continued their caressing of her body, just as a reminder of what could happen if she kept fighting...
 
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