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The Dragon and the Wager
By Morpheus
With a deafening roar, the enormous reptilian creature easily soared
through the air, his body held aloft by a pair of powerful leather
wings. Nearly every inch of the creature was covered with thick,
virtually impervious scales and from the end of his long tail to the
tip of his snout, he was a creature to be feared. If his sheer size
alone weren't enough, a single glance at his long claws or vicious
saber like teeth were enough to terrify any creature.
The dragon's name could never be spoken by a human, whose weak and
ineffective throats were incapable of producing the necessary
thunderous roar. But in his own language, the dragon's name could be
translated to HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE. It was a very respectable
and dragonish name, filling the owner with well deserved pride.
Just then, HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE saw his prey and chuckled to
himself. A short distance ahead was the pair of smaller and weaker
dragons that he had been following for a great many miles. They were a
younger pair, probably beginning their first mating. This would make
their courtship even more important to them and it would make
disrupting it even more enjoyable for him.
The powerful dragon charged straight at his smaller kin, letting out a
thunderous roar as he did so. Just as he reached them, he belched out a
massive stream of fire, not aiming to injure them but to get close
enough to truly scare them. With one more pass and another blast of
fire, the two younger dragons flew off in separate directions, with
their tails in positions of submission. Of course, they would probably
meet up again to complete their courtship later, but HE WHOSE BREATH
MELTS STONE didn't care about that. He had dominated them with his size
and strength, proving his superiority.
HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE gave a dragony laugh as he casually flew
away. He hadn't gone far when he realized that he was hungry and need
of a meal. His eyes scanned the ground for something that would make a
suitable meal for him, though sadly, he saw none of those cattle or
livestock, which made such fine eating. But to his delight, he did see
a human. The human had apparently noticed him as well as it had run
under the thick cover of a tree and out of his direct sight.
"The human thinks it can hide from me," the dragon chuckled with
amusement, swooping towards the ground and landing right in front of
the tree. He might not be able to see the morsel from the air any
longer, but he could easily snatch it up from the ground.
Once the dragon had landed, he saw the tasty morsel standing right in
front of the tree. It looked like a young female human, one of their
adolescents. The human girl had long blond hair and what he knew humans
considered a very shapely body. But something was wrong with this
particular human because she was unlike any human he had seen before.
She had pointed ears, a small pair of horns on her forehead and
everything from her waist down was covered with thick blond fur and
looked to be goat legs rather than those he normally saw on humans.
Then to the dragon's surprise, he realized that this strange girl
wasn't afraid of him. She just stood there, blowing on her pipes and
watching him with a look of amusement.
"So mister dragon," the girl gave an almost mocking bow, "What may I do
for you?"
"You can fill my belly," HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE chuckled, taking a
careful step towards her and preparing to properly roast her for
eating.
"Why in the world would you want to eat me?" the girl asked with a
frown, "And what makes you think that I would let you?"
The dragon stared at the girl in stunned surprise, hardly able to
believe that she'd understood him. He was certainly no aged wyrm, but
never in his experience had he encountered a human who could understand
the dragon's language. It was enough to make him curious, though no
less hungry.
"You can not stop me from eating you," the dragon told her smugly,
eager to see the familiar look of fear on the human's face before he
ate her. "I am much bigger and stronger than you. That means I am far
superior to a small and weak creature like you. There is nothing you
can do to stop me."
The girl just laughed, still not afraid. This confused the dragon, as
he'd never heard of a human behaving like this before. Then again, he
realized that this human must have gone mad. That would surely explain
her strange behavior.
"So mister dragon," she grinned at him, "You think that being bigger
and stronger automatically makes you superior and gives you the right
to eat whomever you please?"
"Of course," HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE responded smugly. "This is the
natural order."
"Then I shall make a deal with you," the girl exclaimed with a
mischievous expression. "A wager..."
"A wager?" the dragon asked, getting curious in spite of himself. He
knew that he should just eat this strange human and be done with it,
but he wanted to know what she was up to. "What kind of wager?"
The goat legged girl reached behind her back and pulled out a large
hourglass, which surprised the dragon since he hadn't noticed it
before. "We play a game," she told him. "A game of hide and seek. If
you can catch me before the time runs out, you get to eat me and you
prove that you really are superior."
"Of course," the dragon laughed, knowing that this would surely be the
case.
"BUT," she pointed out with a broad grin, "If the time runs out and you
still haven't eaten me, then I am not only free to go, but I shall
punish you as I see fit."
HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE roared with laughter at that. After all,
the idea of this girl escaping was funny enough, but the thought of her
being able to punish him? It was not only preposterous, it truly proved
that she was mad. "I will be doing you a favor when I eat you," he
chuckled.
Once the rules were established, the girl turned over the hourglass to
start the game while HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE closed his eyes and
slowly counted to ten. When he opened his eyes, there was no sign of
the girl, though that didn't bother him in the least. He eagerly looked
forward to catching her and winning this game of hers. At the moment,
that was even more important than having his meal.
After a few minutes, he saw the girl running behind a tree. He rushed
over to it, but to his surprise, there was no sign of the girl. The
dragon snorted in annoyance, causing a puff of smoke to erupt from his
nostrils. Somehow, she'd escaped him, even after he'd seen where she
went.
"I'm over here," the girl called out. The dragon turned around to see
her standing on top of a large boulder, waving to him. "Catch me if you
can." And with that, she jumped off the boulder and vanished behind it.
The dragon snorted and rushed over to the boulder, tearing it out of
the ground with his massive claws. But there was no girl behind it or
anywhere else he could see. He snarled in frustration, only to turn and
see her running behind another tree. When he went to that tree, there
was again no sign of her. HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE let out a
deafening roar and smashed the tree to pieces with his powerful tail.
The girl just laughed from the branch of another tree, "You'll never
catch me if you keep losing your temper like that."
"I will get you!" he roared out, belching a massive blast of flame at
the tree that the girl was sitting in. The whole tree was consumed with
fire and quickly reduced to ashes. He laughed, sure that he'd finally
caught her. Unfortunately, there was no longer enough of her left for a
meal.
Suddenly, the girl stepped out from behind a fallen log, "Nice try, but
you still missed."
HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE charged at the girl, but she climbed into a
hollow under the fallen log. He roared and shattered the log to
splinters, only to find her missing yet again.
"It looks like your vaunted size and strength aren't doing as well as
you'd thought," the girls voice came from somewhere behind him.
Roaring in frustration, the powerful dragon belched fire at nearly
every tree around him. Then he stretched his mighty wings and launched
himself into the air for a better view. He caught a glimpse of her, but
lost her under the cover of a tree. When he returned to the ground, he
would quickly catch sight of her, only to lose her yet again. As much
as HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE tried, he couldn't get close to her. The
strange girl kept vanishing from one place only to appear somewhere
else.
Finally, he saw her standing under the branches of a tree, making no
move to run away this time. He carefully made his way towards her,
surprised when she continued standing there. It wasn't until he was
closer that he realized this was the very same tree their game had
started from and she was pointing at the hourglass.
"Time's up and you haven't eaten me," the girl grinned, "It looks like
I've won our wager."
"I'm still going to eat you," HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE snarled at
her furiously. How dare such a small and weak creature mock him? He
would never let any of his kin hear of this humiliation.
But the girl still didn't look afraid. Instead, she said, "Since all
that size and strength you were bragging about didn't do you any good
in our game, maybe you'll do better without."
Suddenly, HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE felt a strange tingling through
his entire body. Every inch of him, from the end of his tail to the tip
of his snout felt strange. Even his wings felt wrong and weak. A moment
later, his wings began to pull into his body, shrinking and dwindling
away. At the same time, the dragon could feel his tail shrinking as
well.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME?" the dragon howled, feeling fear for the
first time since he could remember.
The dragon was horrified as his body continued to transform. His
vicious claws and teeth all pulled up into his body, shrinking and
dulling as they did so. His long, graceful neck began to constrict
while his iron hard scales softened and slowly vanished entirely. Then
everything around him began to grow larger. It took a moment for the
dragon to realize that he was in fact the one shrinking.
When the strange transformation finally finished, HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS
STONE slowly stood up, then gasped to realize that he was standing on
merely two legs instead of his accustomed four. It was only then that
he noticed his skin, which caused him to gasp even louder. His skin was
soft and pink... just like a human.
"My scales!" he cried out in horror, "My wings! My beautiful tail..."
All of it was gone. And from what he could see, it had all been
replaced with a soft human body.
HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE stared at himself in shock. His entire body
had been reduced to the small and pitiful state of food. He frantically
looked his body over, seeing that he now had long green hair, the color
of his old scales, growing from his head. It seemed wrong to have this
horrible hair stuff instead of his scales. Then he noticed something
else. His new body was not only that of a soft and weak human, but a
female human as well. And from what he could see of it, especially the
big round bumps on his chest, he knew that humans would consider this
female body quite attractive.
"Change me back!" HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE demanded of the girl, who
just stood back with an amused expression on her face. There was no
doubt that he was a LOT smaller than normal, but he was still a little
bigger than this strange girl. He felt a glimmer of hope, deciding that
he would force her to do as he wanted.
"We had a wager," the girl smirked, "You lost, so now you have to pay
up. And this is your payment. You get to spend the rest of your life as
a human woman."
"Change me back!" he demanded again, grabbing hold of the girl. But the
girl suddenly vanished out of his hands and reappeared several feet
away. "Magic," he gasped in realization, "You're not a human."
"I never said I was," the girl giggled, "Besides, humans don't have
legs like these." She pointed down at her goat like legs with the
cloven hooves.
"Magic," the dragon growled in the back of his now human throat, "You
cheated."
"I don't remember anything about us agreeing to how I could and could
not keep from being eaten," the girl grinned.
"It's... It's not fair," he nearly whined, thinking of how many times
he would have had her otherwise.
"Fair?" she raised an eyebrow. "You were a hundred times my size, had
sharp teeth, claws, could fly and spit fire... You sure didn't think it
was unfair when you had all the advantages."
HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE looked down at his new body with disgust,
thinking of everything this strange girl had taken from him. Then he
froze, suddenly realizing just how weak and vulnerable he now was. If
any of his own kind found him, even the smallest and weakest of them,
he would stand no chance at all. There were surely a great many of his
kin who would hold a grudge against him and would gladly seek the
chance at revenge.
"With my sharp eyes and keen hunting instincts, you never would have
escaped," he argued desperately, grabbing for the girl again, "I would
have found you no matter where you hid..." Then he nearly pleaded, "You
MUST give me another chance..."
For a moment, the strange girl just stood there with his hand grasping
her arm, looking at him with a strange expression. Then she grinned, a
mischievous look in her eyes. "Very well," she exclaimed, "We you can
have another chance, double or nothing. This time we'll wager on just
how good your eyes and hunting skills really are..."
"But no magic," HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE tried to growl, though it
was far from menacing with his new throat.
The girl thought about it for a moment before nodding, "Very well. I
shall not use magic to win this contest."
With that, the girl held her hand out and a large flat stone appeared
on the ground in front of them. The rock was high enough to be perfect
for sitting on. However, there were three cups sitting on top of the
stone, making the former dragon realize that this was not meant as a
seat.
"I shall hide this nut under one of these cups," the girl explained,
holding up a nut as she did so, "Then I shall shuffle the cups as you
watch. If your sharp eyes and keen hunting instincts can find the nut
in one attempt, I shall return you to dragon form. But if not, I will
change you as I wish."
HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE stared at the girl, knowing that it would
be useless to try forcing her to change him back. Whatever power she
possessed, it was more than his current body could handle. Besides, he
looked at the cups spread out in front of her, confident that he could
easily win this contest. "Agreed." Then he quickly reminded her, "But
no magic."
"I agreed not to use magic for this and I won't," she responded with a
look of annoyance. "Once I set the rules, I do not break them. It makes
the game more interesting."
For a moment, he just stared at her, trying to judge of she was
serious. He didn't know why, but for some reason he was sure that she
was telling the truth. When she said she wouldn't use magic, she truly
meant it. That just made him grin, pleased with the knowledge that he
would soon shed this small and weak human body and return to his own
form.
With that, the girl carefully placed the nut onto the flat stone, then
covered it with one of the cups. A moment later, her hands were moving
at amazing speed, shifting and shuffling the cups all over the stone.
HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE tried his best to follow the cup that
covered the nut and he was sure that he'd accurately tracked it until
she finally stopped.
Once the girl was done and the three cups were lined up on the stone,
the former dragon immediately pointed to the cup in the center. "That
one," he proudly announced, having noticed a faint chip on the side of
that single cup before she started moving them. This was definitely the
cup. "It's under there."
"Under here?" the girl asked, putting her hand on the cup. As soon as
he nodded, she lifted the cup, revealing that there was nothing hidden
beneath it.
"What?" he gasped in surprise. "It was there... I saw the chip in the
cup..."
With a furious snarl, HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE snatched the two
remaining cups, revealing that there was nothing beneath either of them
too. Then the girl calmly held her hand out, showing the nut that sat
in the center of her palm.
"You used magic," he accused her angrily.
"Not magic," she corrected with a faint smile, "Sleight of hand."
HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE snarled, "You cheated. That was the cup it
was under..."
She scowled in annoyance at the accusation, "I followed the rules we
agreed upon. The contest was for you to find the hidden nut, not the
cup that first concealed it. If you had stated that it was hidden in my
hand, you would have won. Your task was merely to locate the nut and
you have failed. Do not blame me if you misunderstood those simple
rules."
"You took it out from under the cup," he argued.
But the strange girl shook her head, "Did either of us ever state that
the nut must remain under that very cup at all times? Did either of us
ever say that it should not leave the stone slab? If one person decides
upon a rule but never mentions it, how can it be considered a rule? And
If your eyes were as sharp as you claimed or your hunting instinct as
strong, you should have found the nut wherever it was."
The former dragon just stared at the girl in shock. She was right. He
had simply assumed there was a rule about the nut never being taken
away from that cup, but neither of them had ever said a thing about it.
How could it actually be a rule if it was never agreed on? But she must
have known he'd make that assumption. She'd tricked him.
Suddenly, HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE felt his body beginning to change
again. This time, the changes weren't nearly as obvious as when he had
been transformed from dragon to human, but he could still feel them
occurring. He was shrinking again, forced to watch as everything around
him seemed to grow larger. He was already just a small fraction of his
former size so how much smaller could he possibly get?
"Don't do this," he stared at the girl, now only half her size and
still becoming smaller, "You must change me back..."
The strange girl didn't say anything though. Instead, she just stood
there and silently watched him shrinking with a look of amusement.
When HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE finished changing, he was horrified to
realize that he was still shaped like a weak female human, but no
larger than one of the cups from the contest. In fact, the only
difference he could see between what he had been a few minutes earlier
and what he was now, besides the massive size difference, were the
wings, which now sprouted from his shoulders. They were shiny and
resembled those of a dragonfly, though the former dragon would not
recognize what one was.
"What did you do to me?" he cried out in desperation, staring up at the
towering girl.
"I turned you into a pixie," the girl smiled down at him, "And quite a
pretty one too."
"But I don't want to be a pixie," he cried out, "I want to be a dragon!
Return me to normal at once!"
"I'm afraid that I can't do that," the girl responded with a cheerful
smile, "We had a wager and it would not be proper for me to release you
from your payment merely because you regret the terms. No, you are as
you will remain."
He gasped in horror, "But you can't leave me like this..."
"Of course I can," the girl shrugged, "I have places to go and games to
play. I do wish you luck though." She turned and began to walk away,
leaving the former dragon to just stand there on the flat rock.
HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE watched the giantess walking away for a
minute, horrified at the thought of remaining as this... THING. He was
absolutely tiny, smaller and weaker than he'd ever imagined any
creature could be. Then with grimace of determination, he spread his
new wings and quickly flew after her.
"The other dragons," he yelled at the girl, about to explain that his
kin would come looking for him.
"Oh, no need to worry about them," she answered cheerfully, not even
bothering to look at him as he flew beside her. "You're so small now
that something as big as a dragon would NEVER see you. You're perfectly
safe from them. Now humans on the other hand... You'll have to watch
out for humans... and cats... and hawks. But I'm sure you'll manage
just fine."
The newly transformed pixie stared at the giant girl in horror,
suddenly realizing exactly how dire his situation now was. He'd always
despised weakness and now he was one of the smallest and weakest
creatures imaginable. There was no way he could defend himself against
even so much as a human. If he couldn't return to normal, his life was
over.
"You've got to change me back," HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE cried out
in desperation. He flew after her, finally throwing away his dragonly
pride and calling, "Please..." He winced, never having thought that
he'd ever beg for anything. But this wasn't just anything. "Please...
I'll do anything."
"Anything?" the girl finally stopped, turning to look at him.
"Anything," he repeated, sighing in defeat. "I'll do anything to be
changed back."
For a moment, the girl just stood there with a thoughtful expression on
her face. Then she slowly mused, "I do a great deal of traveling and it
can get lonely. It would be nice to have someone to talk to." She
hesitated, then told him, "I will make a deal with you. If you come
with me as my companion and servant for a time, I will keep you safe
and change you back into your original form afterwards, if that is
still your wish."
He felt a surge of hope at that and let out a sigh of relief. Then he
remembered the way she liked to twist words and cautiously asked, "You
want me to be your slave?"
"Think of it more as being an indentured servant," she told him with a
faint smile.
"For how long?" he asked her quietly. After his limited experience in
dealing with this strange girl, he knew that he would have to be very
specific with her. He'd learned his lesson about this the hard way.
"Not long," she shrugged, "Just a hundred years."
HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE stared at her for a moment, wondering how
he could possibly spend a hundred years as a pixie, traveling with this
strange girl and acting as her servant. But as he looked down at
himself and his alien body, he knew that he had no choice. It was his
only chance to return to his true dragon glory.
"Agreed," he finally told her.
"Very good," she grinned.
"Do you think you might change me back first?" he asked her hopefully,
"Having a dragon with you would surely be useful..." But the girl just
gave him a look that indicated this would not happen. He grimaced,
remembering that she had specified he would be changed back AFTER his
servitude. With a sigh, he muttered, "You don't know how wrong it feels
to be changed like this."
He hadn't really meant for the girl to hear the last, but she did.
"Have you considered that this might not be my true form?" she asked
him with a strange expression.
Suddenly, the girl began to shimmer and change. She was already an
enormous giantess when compared with HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE, but a
moment later, she had become a hundred times larger, so massive that
the sight of her overshadowed everything else. But more than that, she
had also become a young female dragon, with shimmering blue scales. He
gasped in awe at the sight of what had to be the most beautiful
creature he had ever seen. Had he been in his true form, he would have
immediately tried courting her.
A few seconds later, the blue dragon vanished, only to transform back
into a girl. But this time, he realized that there were some
differences. The small horns were missing from her forehead and her
legs had become those of a normal human girl.
"Who... what are you?" the former dragon gasped in awe, unable to clear
the image of the gorgeous female dragon from his mind.
"My name is Chiff," the girl winked at the hovering pixie, "But most
people call me Miss Chiff."
"Miss Chiff," the former dragon whispered, suddenly feeling very
apprehensive about her future as this strange girl's companion.
"Now come on Pip," Chiff announced, "We're off to another world where I
plan on having a great deal of fun."
"Pip?" he asked in surprise.
"Your new name," Chiff explained with a grin, "It's short for
Pipsqueak... which is what you are now. Of course, I could always call
you Butterblossom instead... That's a very good pixie name..."
HE WHOSE BREATH MELTS STONE shuddered at the thought of being called
something as flowery and silly as Butterblossom. Even being called
something like Pip would be a lot better than that.
"Well Pip," the girl called back as she began walking away, "Are you
coming?"
The pixie just hovered there for a moment, looking down at herself and
then at her new mistress. She shook her head, wishing that she'd never
accepted those wagers but knowing it was far too late for such regrets.
It was too late for anything except following the strange path that
fate had led her too.
Pip let out a long sigh, then flew to catch up to her new mistress,
calling, "I'm coming Miss Chiff..."
THE END
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