Being a beautiful woman in the presence of a dragon is rarely a safe thing, but do you know what would decrease your chances even further, teasing the dragon by flaunting how delicious you look. Four friends find this out the hard way in  Prinnydood's Dragon Tease story. Even so, the princesses still think they can talk their way out of it. Things didn't go well for the first three, but maybe the fourth will have better luck. Here's the conversation for the moment I captured in this image.

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The dragon ambled towards her with surprising speed and agility for such a hulking beast, and lowered its head towards her. "Ahh, I thought you'd never arrive," the mighty entity said in a mildly reproachful tone. "Punctuality is an important trait for a proper lady, in my opinion."


"Nnngh," Joselyn made a small, whimpering noise in fearful reply, and took a small step backwards. As a princess, she recovered her composure quickly, though. "W-well. That's true, but I never specified when I was planning to come back this way, either."


The dragon seemed amused. "Fair enough, I suppose. But you have been keeping your friends waiting some time, at this point, so I'm afraid I must insist upon reuniting you all." The dragon took another step towards Joselyn, which covered quite a lot more ground than her own steps could.


"Uhh, a-about that!" Joselyn said shakily, holding up both hands to forestall the immense creature. "I must profess that you seem to have had more than enough to eat already."


Indeed, the dragon's scale-clad underbelly was looking quite a bit fatter than it had previously . . . and Joselyn could even make out muffled, very unhappy-sounding female cries emanating from within. Indicating the others had been devoured . . . alive.


"Ahh, so you suspect me of gluttony? Just because I can't resist a quartet of such delectable young maidens?"


"W-well. It just seems to me that Bridget, Nichola, and Vallari together are quite a lot to eat. It wouldn't do to make yourself sick and spoil the whole affair, don't you think?"


"Your concern for my well-being is most becoming," the dragon said, though Joselyn detected a hint of sarcasm. "However there's no need to worry on my behalf - dragon's have highly adaptable, elastic stomachs, to ensure leftover maidens are a rare issue indeed. Why, I know a huge Red who's known to gorge herself on twelve or thirteen at a sitting!"


Joselyn gulped, doing her best not to imagine what that must have been like. "Th-that seems terribly excessive . . ."


"Well, she is quite a bit larger than me. Normally five is my limit. Six if some of them are very petite."


"I-I see," Joselyn said in a small voice. "But, well, Nichola and Vallari are both rather buxom, don't you think? So perhaps you should cut back a bit?"


"True, they were rather healthy and curvaceous, so I think in this case, four will be perfectly satisfactory."


"Three seems far more reasonable," Joselyn insisted shakily, as the dragon leaned its huge, scaly head down level with her. Its terrifying maw opened, and its slimy, obscene tongue extended towards her.

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