Hundreds of years ago Dragons ruled the land of Alanor. At the end of her reign, the Dragon Queen, aged and wounded had crash landed in the mountains and slowly bled to death. As the years passed, the body decayed and all that was left were the stones. One of the stones was a manacore, holding the power of a lvl 50 dragon. This had been the beautiful stone that Jackson had given Mellie.

As she trudged through the snow and rocks she was turning sticks and stones into jackets and sandwiches. Mellie, Jackson, Mary, Erik and three elves, two male and one female were being equipped with better gear and food. The rest of the arrivals had taken off in directions of different settlements. Preparing for the journey they had chosen a path through the mountains into the Elven settlements to meet the new in laws.

What Mellie had mistaken for a pretty rock was a source of power Mellie couldn't conquer. She forced her will onto the rock, like any other only this time its will forced itself back. The shrill scream came barreling from Mellie throat was raw and primal. Everyone in the group feared for her life.

Her flesh felt like it was being peeled from her skin and reforged as slabs of molten iron. The mana rushing though her body became liquid fire and she burned from the outside in, like a sword being tempered in the forge. Her back split open like a blood eagle and new muscles and bones reformed. Everything smelled smokey and sweet. Beautiful mana lines swirled around the world like a Van Gogh painting. Human eyes were staring at her new form in horror and wonder.

Temporary form gained! Dragon Queen! Duration 24 hours!

The power of the dragon queen has taken over your will! Find a husband and conceive immediately or burn alive!

"Hussssssssssbannnnnd" Mellie hissed through her new draconic mouth. Her body was humanoid and covered in dark reddish scales. Large black wings sprouted from her back spread around her body as she grabbed her new husband pulling him into her wings. He screamed as she pulled him in for a passionate kiss. Not knowing what else to do, the group left Mellie and her husband to her transformation.

"What happened to her? She was fine a minute ago!" asked Jackson, incredulous.

"She looks like a damn dragon!" started Henry, one of the elves.

"Maybe she is one. It might be a manablood thing." hedged Ralph, the black haired elf.

"Let hope she doesn't kill the guy, I guess." Offered Mary, not concered in the slightest.

None of them had realized she wasnt under her own power. The will of the Dragon Queen had taken over and she had to breed or die. Jackson watched with hungry eyes as she led the husband off behind some rocks, and the moaning began.

Erik gulped as the shapely woman with the scaley skin approached him and began licking his body with a lizard like tongue. Strange at first he began to enjoy it her tongue began its descent around his shaft. She stripped off both of their clothes, tearing them off with her sharp talons and mounted his eager member. Grinding out a frantic pace she rode out climax after climax, filling her womb up with the elven mans seed. After her final aftershocks she rolled off the man and her form began to grow.

Mellie's dragon form shifted and grew in size. Growing to about 15 feet in height, she let out a satisfying growl coughing out some accidental fire, singeing the young elven mans arm. The smell of the cooked flesh smelled like freshly cooked bacon on a frying pan. Dragon Mellie tentatively licked the creatures flesh, tasting the savory meat. Climbing back on top of the man in her dragon form she crushed his body, killing him instantly. Dragon Mellie took his limp body into her mouth and swalled him in two bites, feeding the growth of her rapidly generating egg.

Curse Gained! Black Widow!

Breed like a spider! Oviparous births enabled!

Horrified the group watched as the huge black and red dragon stalked around the mountains and entered a cave, circling a resting spot until settling on it. Sleep claimed her as her body began generating this new life. Meanwhile her party sat outside the cave, stupified and horrified at what had become of their savior. Hours passed and they began to hear pained growling and roaring. Jackson snuck a peek into the cave only to come back a little crispy. The roaring didnt stop for another six hours until all they could hear were snore like growls. The second peek into the cave showed a normal size scaled Mellie curled around a dragon egg.

It took a full 24 hours before Mellie looked human again. Horrified at what she had done, Mellie became more fearful of her Will skills. She killed a man who probably didn't deserve death and forced him to breed with her. His settlement was supposed to be their in with the elves. New arrangements would have to be made.

Will of a Savior had willed this into existance. She wanted to trust that somehow this was her twisted destiny. This could also be just another mistake in a long line of mistakes. When Mellie came back to herself she spent a few hours rotating between vomiting and crying. Not having control of her own body had made her feel helpless. Essentially she had been outfitting thier squad of refugees, and had awoken a mother hen and a murderer of her own husband. And she ate him. Remembering this, she clutched her stomach as she hurled again. Feeling small and weak, Mellie curled into herself around this new forced existance and passed out.

The scaled black egg twinkled in the light of the cave fire. Jackson had his arms around Mellie while Mary combed her fingers through her hair. Humming a melody, the group watched on, waiting for Mellie to regain conciousness and give them direction. Fortunately the only one who hadnt gotten supplies from the last round of Will spells had been the man who Mellie had eaten. Her former husband had served his life purpose though. A little draconic elven princeling was growing within the egg, eager to meet the people of his new world.