Long ago in the land of Reath (which even back then, referred to itself as the "capital of the world"), Silvenya, the fair yet domineering princess of the kingdom, disappeared one day, without a trace! The guards searched high and low throughout the city and countryside, but she was nowhere to be found. Seeing how a dragon had been seen invading the countryside in recent times, it was quickly assumed that the mighty beast must have kidnapped the Princess.

I'll admit, that is a bit racist to judge a dragon so quickly, but alas, they had run out of people to point the finger at.

But a dragon is a dragon, nevertheless. Even with a hundred knights, such an ancient creature is still a formidable force, able to call upon the elements with but a whisper, and bellow out untold energies upon its foes! And so who better than to call for such a situation than myself, Malsimic the Great!

Versed in vast knowledge and skilled in many great magics, there are very few who could be a match to me. I myself am a blue dragon who's been around for many centuries; to rescue this princess is but a minor act of kindness I'm willing to do for these people. Molding myself into a more human form, I spoke with her father, the King, and agreed upon a deal. After receiving a quarter of my promised reward - a still relatively hefty bag of platinum coins - I departed their keep and exited the city.

Breathing in deep, I focused my mind and mana, attempting to locate all nearby dragons in the area. Tapping into the ley lines, I scanned the countryside, the forests, and the mountains that rose up on the eastern edge of Reath. And it was up there - looking out over a field with a river flowing through it with more mountains in view - was what I was looking for. The meddling creature could not hide themselves from me and my power. With a smile on my aged face, I set proceeded to my destination.

Outfitted in my exquisite blue robe and steel plate armour, I looked upon the small old keep embedded into the mountainside, it's dull cold stone architecture intimidating me in no matter at all. I was too used to plundering and taking care of miscreants - a dragon misbehaving wasn't too much different. Sure, they were as blessed by the Elemental Entities as I was, and as such should have been aiding the people and the land. But if they were like myself, then instead of having to hunt the scornful brute, I'd be out at the tavern with him. But he HAD to make off with the Princess. In fact, if dragons were to be good, I wouldn't be standing here at all. What mother did to father to...

No! Such petty facts are not for the time now!

I entered the aged structure, a heat emanating from the deceivingly cold-looking stones. The dragon must have been crimson in nature, having received most of their gift from the Salamanders. He probably received their lust too. And THAT was why he kidnapped the princess! I should have known! With a burst of energy, I stormed through the small keep, heading up the stairs to where the heat was the strongest: the bedroom. Bashing open the door with a blast of cold from my steel gauntlet, I came upon my worst fears!

The dragon's scales were purple! And had the princess was right underneath him! Both of them turned to me, shock dominating their faces, the princess most likely terrorized by the ordeal she was going through, while the dragon alarmed by my intrusion. But as I raised my longsword to ready my spell to defeat the monster, something even more shocking happened.

"This isn't what it looks like!" the Princess called out.

Goodness! She had only been with the dragon for a few days, and already she was entirely under the creature's sway! This draconic beast not only kidnapped her, but made brainwashed her into... no!

I looked at the dragon for a second, his face emulating her own, as if trying to convey that this was, indeed, something else. But pah! Cleary, this dragon was evil, and needed to be taken care of! Or else I, Malsimic the Great, wouldn't have been called in to save the Princess!

But how? The two of them were so close, any spell I cast on the dragon could injure her! My mind raced, trying to find a spell that could work. And then, I remembered one: something something that would harm my enemy, but heal my target. Something that could distinguish friend and foe. That's what I needed! With this spell, I would defeat the Princess and heal the... I would defeat the DRAGON and heal the Princess! Perfect!

Taking a deep breath, I mustered the universal energies that flowed through me, as well as a vast amount of mana I culminated in into by being, and throw forth my spell onto my target, the foul dragon! They were bathed in a sphere of brilliant white and purple - clearly they would be finished! The princess was caught in the energies too, but she'd be rejuvenated by them instead! Clearly, I had won-

The energies subsided and left behind a single entity, as I predicted. But the Princess did not... look right. While she still had her long dark hair, the white of her eyes were black, and purple scales adorned her face. And her arms. And her belly. And her feet. And her tail. Her TAIL?!?

It was in the moment i realized I MIGHT have made a SLIGHT miscalculation... somehow! I have no idea how, but somehow, I ended up FUSING the Princess and the dragon together into a single entity. At first, I was annoyed my spell didn't work. But then I was intrigued by the end result.

Oh, and of course, the princess's well-being.

"I actually feel... really strong, and powerful. This is great!" she replied, much to my relief.

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But not so much to the relief of her parents, when they found out I turned their daughter into a half-dragon woman.

"But now she'll be more fit and powerful than ever to take up the thrown when it's her time," I suggested, wanting to shed a good light on the matter.

They weren't convinced. And the changes in the Princess didn't help either. She growled more often when "speaking" her mind. Her table manners were... questionable at best. Her tongue had increased in length by a considerable amount. Even her bust seemed to have gained some girth! That ought to help with her ratings.

It appears there was no worry in the end! The princess was back home, now a mighty, magnificent and most-likely magical woman capable of leading her kingdom. And as much as I would have loved to enjoy her excellence and unique qualities some more, her father wanted me to depart. My curiosity yearned to study the Princess's new body, but I complied with King's demand. At least he gave me the rest of the owed money for saving his daughter.

Fifty thousand platinum coins. What could I, Malsimic the Great, do with fifty thousand platinum coins?

I will buy a boat and see how the shark people are doing. Go to the beach to relax, maybe meet some nice ladies there. Show them what it's like to be ravished by a magnificent blue dragon such as myself.

Sounds kinda hypocritical, now that I think about it, especially after what the Princess had told me about what really was going on before I showed up. Ah, whatever. "Say'lahvee", or whatever that phrase is. Now, to "examine" the mating habits of the common shark-maiden!

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Not too often I draw up a more medieval-fantasy oriented picture.

This is actually the result of a picture I posted up at my workplace of an androgynous character in this same pose, without any other details. I then asked for people to write down suggestions as to what I could add them. Among them were: prince/princess, jewelry, long hair, boobies, and tail/dragon. I acted upon them what I could, and this was the result!

Enjoying how she came out, I then felt like writing up a story for her, from the perspective of a very old character of mine I made back in high school. I'm hoping to explore more of Malsimic's adventures in the future when the time comes!

Malsimic ©  Jesoran

Dragon Princess Silvenya ©  Jesoran