"Are you a lolicon?"
Zeshia stared at him with the gaze of someone interrogating a criminal.
Yarrow's stroking motion slowed down, then he slowly moved his hand away.
He had actually forgotten about this issue.
If he adopted the dragon's perspective, wouldn't his behavior just now be touching a little girl and feeling her belly?
"Whether it's among humans or dragons, you know that what you're doing is punishable by death, right?" Zeshia warned.
"Mainly, your appearance doesn't trigger that awareness in me as a human," he said with an embarrassed laugh.
Zeshia turned her head away.
But then her slender tail fell in front of him.
"If you want to touch it, you can have my tail," Zeshia said softly.
"Wow."
Yarrow looked at the silver-white dragon tail lying on his lap, and was about to reach out when Zeshia warned again:
"Don't touch the base of the tail."
"What will happen if I touch it?"
"Try it if you want to die."
"Alright."
Yarrow shrugged, and reached out to stroke the dragon tail, which was covered in hard scales but also somewhat elastic.
Zeshia remained silent, letting him touch her tail.
"Hey, Yarrow."
"Hmm?"
"What if it were the other way around, and you turned into a dragon?"
"Uh, I think that would be pretty good too. I could find a cave to sleep in, and if I was in a bad mood, I could bully human adventurers. If I felt like it, I could even grab a princess and lock her up, then tease the hero who comes to rescue her," Yarrow said, stroking the tail while looking at the ceiling.
"Your stereotype of dragons is really maxed out," Zeshia said unhappily.
"Kidnapping princesses and stuff, that's what dragons did almost a thousand years ago. No dragon would be that bored now."
"There's no helping it. The Dragon Clan has been detached from the world for so many years, and all humans know are these legendary stories. But the classics are still classics, like the hero who slays the dragon becomes a dragon, those are all old stories," Yarrow said with a chuckle.
"I can't be bothered to talk to you about this," Zeshia said speechlessly.
"I thought you could offer some insights about dragons from a human perspective, but all you do is act like a clown."
"What was it like in the dream?" Zeshia asked curiously.
"I dreamed that I turned into a dragon and soared freely in the sky, very carefree and happy, until I crashed into a ship. A bunch of humans with katanas ran out of the ship, and a lot of cats, and then I woke up in fright."
"What a strange dream..." Zeshia complained.
"I also had a very beautiful dream before, I dreamed that I became good friends with a dragon, and the dragon even let me sit on its back and took me to many places," Yarrow said, a beautiful expression on his face as he recalled the dream.
"What dragon? A female dragon or a male dragon? What did you do to make it let you sit on its back?" Zeshia suddenly asked.
"Uh... I couldn't see clearly whether it was male or female in the dream. Zeshia, why do you care about this?" Yarrow said speechlessly.
Like a jealous little girlfriend.
"Hmph," Zeshia snorted, ignoring him.
Yarrow leaned against her, looking at the beautiful lines of her back, which were very flat and wide where they met the wings.
He remembered that when he was a child, he really had fantasies about riding a dragon and soaring through the sky.
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but say:
"Zeshia, can you... let me ride you?"
Silence.
Then Zeshia slowly turned her head, looking at him coldly.
"Uh, you see, we're in a dream anyway, aren't we..." he said.
"You've gotten a lot bolder lately!"
Zeshia suddenly became angry, and the tail resting on his lap suddenly coiled around his body and pulled him over.
In an instant, he was extremely close to the adorable silver-white dragon head, and those jewel-like eyes glared at him fiercely.
"Letting you touch me a little is enough, now you want to ride this Queen?"
She said sternly, even putting on the airs of the Dragon Queen.
"But I don't have any other dragons to ask, so please fulfill my pitiful dream, Zeshia."
Yarrow reached out and touched her head.
"Believe it or not, I'll bite you a few times right now?"
Zeshia revealed her mouth full of sharp and snow-white teeth.
"Will you let me ride you if I let you bite me?" Yarrow asked.
"Huh?" Zeshia's face twitched, "How obsessed are you with this?"
"Besides, I said before, I'm a young dragon now, equivalent to a seven or eight year old human girl, you want to ride?"
Yarrow pursed his lips, then tentatively said: "Anyway, as long as you don't tell anyone in the dream, no one will know."
"...I think you're really lovesick."
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Zeshia suddenly opened her mouth and bit the hand that was touching her head.
In the next moment.
Zeshia's body was suddenly enveloped in a familiar golden light.
Then her already small body continued to shrink, shrink.
Turning into a human shape.
To be precise, a human loli form.
Still with silver-white long hair, a lace-trimmed dress, a delicate and cute face, sparkling big eyes, chubby dragon horns, small wings and a dragon tail, except for the chest which didn't seem to have changed much, everything else was a scaled-down version of Zeshia, only reaching his waist in height.
Those petite lips were still biting his finger.
Thud.
Zeshia looked down at her body, which was even smaller than before, then looked at Yarrow.
Yarrow was also stunned.
A panel appeared in front of him:
[You have encountered Zeshia in her loli form. Start from childhood sweethearts and nurture your relationship from a young age!]
[Zeshia (Loli Version) has been bound]
Tempting Options:
[Little friend, big brother has candy, do you want to eat it?]
[Do you want to switch to big brother giving you a ride now?]
[Ha, how come your breasts are the same from childhood to adulthood!]
[Awesome.]
"Why is it still... in the dream..."
Yarrow closed his eyes and supported his forehead.
Moreover, it's actually quite adapted to the times, directly turning her into a child!
The Zeshia in front of him had already jumped up.
"Dragon Mom's me has had enough!!"
She jumped up and pounced on Yarrow, who quickly turned around and ran.
"You're not honest even in a dream! This Queen finally turned back into a dragon and you're doing this! Today this Queen won't be called the Silver Moon Dragon Queen if I don't bite you to death!"
"I don't know either! It's not like you didn't trigger the mechanism yourself by biting me! Besides, your teeth haven't even fully grown in yet, so don't bother!" Yarrow shouted as he fled.
"Shut up this Queen! I knew I shouldn't have let you get involved!"
At this time, their shouts woke up the dragon baby Yuri, Zeshia suddenly stopped, glared at Yarrow fiercely, and quickly ran to Yuri's nest.
"Oh, oh, Yuri be good, don't cry, don't cry, sister is here,"
She hugged Yuri, who was already half her size, with her petite wrists. Although it seemed a little difficult, she was still trying hard to coax her sister.
It wasn't anything when she was a dragon before, but now looking at the seven or eight-year-old image of the silver dragon acting like a mother, it's really too strange.
But it's inexplicably suitable...
Sure enough, Zeshia is very suitable to be a mother.
[Zeshia's new image is in the comments section]
