A Dragon's Tale
Copyright© 2022 by Antiproton
Prologue
Fantasy Sex Story: Prologue - An accident + Magic = A man's mind in a dragon's body. After being pulled into a high-fantasy world of elves, magic, and airships, our hero finds himself chased by lords, hunted by mages, and fighting to protect and nurture those he loves while also fighting his new dragon instincts. I promise a happy ending to this character-driven saga, but don't forget: "the course of true love never did run smooth".
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Mind Control Reluctant Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual High Fantasy Restart Magic non-anthro MaleDom Light Bond Group Sex Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Cream Pie First Oral Sex Pregnancy Slow
I self-edit and admit editing isn’t my greatest skill. I apologize in advance for anything I missed.
Ethan’s ancient clock radio warbled the old country song. “You can spend your whole life building, Something from nothing, One storm can come and blow it all away, Build it anyway.”
He grabbed the radio and threw it across the room so hard it broke open and spilled electronic components everywhere.
“What was that?” Ethan’s mother asked over the phone.
“The radio was spouting lies and I couldn’t take it anymore.” He replied while trying in vain to keep his voice even.
“I know it looks bad right now, but I promise it’ll get better.” His mother repeated for what seemed like the hundredth time. “You couldn’t have known.”
“I should’ve known.” He fumed and resumed his pacing with such vigor that an observer might think that the floor had done him a great personal wrong. “She always liked him a lot.”
“Honey, you can’t--” she started, but Ethan cut her off.
“I don’t want to talk about it right now.” He said. “I just called to let you know the wedding is obviously off, so there’s no point in you and dad flying out tomorrow.”
“We should anyway.” She said. “What about your business? I thought you two were partners.”
“Oh, that’s the best part.” Ethan curled his hands into a fist so tight it hurt. “They must’ve been planning this for a while because my name disappeared from a few key documents. He got a controlling interest and kicked me out.”
Ethan aimed a kick at the nearest object. Unfortunately, it was his old gas stove and he kicked it so hard that it pulled away from the wall. He winced as a sharp pain shot through his foot.
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