The Princess’ Dragon Wife [TG TF short story]

"Princess Rosana, are you alright? It is I, Knight Miles of the Clear Sky! I'm here to rescue you from the dragon!" A man in plated armour boldly proclaimed. "Though there appears to be no dragon lurking in the castle below…"

Sitting on a lavish bed was a beautiful blonde woman wearing an ornate lavender dress.

"Oh, there you are, princess!" The woman said, getting to her feet and rushing over to the knight.

"Um… me? But you're the princess," Miles raised an eyebrow as the woman wrapped her arms around him.

"Ohhh, I see… you want me to try being the princess tonight? Fufufu, I think that sounds rather fun, darling~"

The knight then noticed Rosana begin to change before his very eyes: the roots of her hair were now jet black, spreading down her luscious locks; her green eyes gained a faint yellow glow as her pupils reshaped from perfectly round to vertical slits; her ears lengthened as her cheeks sprouted small red scales; her dress began to recede and tighten around her as her bust and booty expanded.

"Wha-!?" Miles exclaimed, but was cut off by the sudden lack of weight placed on his body.

The knight's armour had already completely transformed into a silky, silver dress. He thought that either he was shrinking or Rosana was growing (when in reality both changes were occurring simultaneously). His mind began to feel hazy as his thoughts slipped from his grasp.

"Miley? Darling, are you alright? You look pale and confused! Are you ill?" Rosana placed both of her clawed, scaly hands on Miles' shoulders. "Have those knights come after you again!? Who do I need to kill, darling?"

Miles looked into the woman's concerned face. She looked familiar… and very beautiful. Her hair was entirely black now, and her clothes had vanished. A tail began to grow behind her, swaying anxiously as its owner held her beloved. Rosana's mouth and nose stretched into a very dragon-like snout as the rest of her human skin became rugged, sturdy crimson and grey scales.

"I… need to save you? From something… A dragon?" Miles muttered, holding his head with a newly manicured hand. He felt that his once-short hair was now longer: a glance into a mirror beside the bed showed that his chestnut hair had grown and been styled into a braided updo. He couldn’t help but also notice a silver crown on his head.

“Oh you poor thing, did you have a nightmare again? Don’t worry about a thing, my sweet, you’re safe now…” The dragon lady pulled Miles in for a tight hug. The former knight felt safe and loved in this powerful woman’s arms, but couldn’t place a finger on quite why that was.

“Who… am I?”

“Oh Miley, you sleepy little thing, you’re Princess Miley Clear-Sky! My beautiful wife! That must have been quite the nightmare…”

New memories flooded into Miley’s head: how she had been tortured by her evil father, the king of the land, and how Rosana had swooped in to save her just as she was about to succumb to hopelessness; how she had been given a home and been provided for by this kindly dragon; how they would soar high above the land together, flying in the warm summer air; how Rosana had taken her to see the most beautiful places, and eventually proposed under a blossoming cherry tree; how they exchanged wedding vows at the summit of the tallest mountain in the kingdom and cried tears of joy for hours upon end; how they spent each and every day in each other’s loving company; and how Rosana dommed her so wonderfully every night in bed.

Both women were nearing the end of their transformations now.

Miley’s cute little breasts fit snugly in her soft dress, as did her wider hips. A sudden pressure hit her crotch, shrinking her dick before reshaping it into a gorgeous pussy. Her body hair receded and her face gently rounded out.

Rosana sprouted two small horns from her head as her body gained one last extra bit of muscle. Finally, the strong humanoid dragon’s armoured clitoris began to reshape itself, transforming into a fittingly dragon-sized, scaled dick above her labia lips.

The pair’s transitions were complete - or rather, thanks to strong reality-warping magic, that was how they had always been.

"Oh Rosana, that nightmare was horrible! Don't let the knights take me away from you! Promise me you won’t let them kill you!" Miley pleaded to her draconic wife.

"Don't you worry your precious little head, darling, I promise. I'll protect you… We’ll be together forever~" Rosana cooed, pulling Miley tight against her firm dragon tits.

"Rosana… my Rosie… I love you so much~" Miley’s nerves calmed as she felt her lover’s strong, caring embrace.

“I love you too, darling~"