The Little Silver Dragon on the Beach [Full Text]

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I woke up, rubbed my eyes, and looked around.

It was a wooden cabin, and the floor was covered in dried blood! Human corpses were everywhere. However, I had no sympathy for the dead; those dead guys were pirates who had captured me to be a slave, and now that they were all dead, it was just right for me.

It was morning. Faint sunlight streamed in through the cabin windows, illuminating the interior. The person who had killed all the pirates and saved me last night was now fast asleep in bed.

At first glance, she was just a little girl. She looked innocent lying in bed, but it was terrifying that she hadn't even blinked when she killed all the pirates last night. She had long, silver-white hair and an extremely slender figure, as if even holding her would crush her; but it was this girl who had killed all the pirates.

Hmm, long, silver-white hair. I stared at her and continued to scrutinize her. To be honest, I had never heard of any country having silver-white hair. The village elders said she was an elf, but the girl before me didn't have the pointed ears of an elf. Thinking back to the monstrous strength she displayed when she killed people last night; she really couldn't be human.

I waited for her to wake up.

And then she did wake up; around noon, I think?

"Who are you?" That was her first question. "Why are you sitting there, bound by chains?" "An unlucky person kidnapped by pirates," I replied. "Being bound... well, that's what the pirates did..." That's why I've been stuck sitting there all night. Last night, she suddenly barged in, and before she knew it, she had killed everyone, then said, "Ah, I'm tired," and jumped onto the pirate's bed to rest, ignoring the corpses scattered everywhere and my bound state.

"Ah, is that so?" she thought for a moment. "I don't think I saw you last night?" So it wasn't that she ignored me, but that she simply didn't notice me!

"Anyway..." I said with a bitter smile, "Could you help me untie these chains?" Hearing this request, she thought for a moment, then jumped off the bed. She looked adorable when she woke up, but she'd probably be even cuter if she wasn't tied up, right?

Instead of untying my chains, she turned and left the room. I waited a long time before she slowly came back, carrying a bag of flour.

"Human," she said in a commanding tone. "Make me breakfast." ...It's only noon. Oh well.

"So I said..." I continued pleading, "The chains..." "Oh." She glanced at the chains. "I wasn't going to bother with you, since you're just a human. But if you agree to make me something to eat, I'll let you go." "Make something to eat...of course, no problem." I said with a wry smile, "And...who are you?" "I'm a silver dragon," she said, then kicked the chains binding me, breaking them. "So make me something dragon-friendly; don't make dishes like those elves that only make people's mouths water..." So she's a dragon... I sighed inwardly. That explains her absolute superhuman strength, her unparalleled confidence, and her arrogant attitude. Being saved by a dragon is quite lucky.

"Okay, okay, I'll think of something..." I agreed as I headed towards the kitchen.

Was she lucky... or was I lucky? I'm actually a chef in training, but I was unfortunately captured by pirates while traveling. The pirates don't trust me, so I've never used their kitchen; however, I'm still a chef, so food and groceries aren't a problem for me.

I checked the pirates' food stash. No meat. No wonder that silver dragon lady brought this bag of flour and asked me to make something. No problem; I found some suitable spices, so simulating the taste of meat should be manageable; this technique is originally for vegetarian dishes.

"Is it ready yet?" Sitting at the table, the silver dragon lady dangled her feet in the air, idly swinging them while staring intently in my direction. I think I vaguely heard her stomach growling? Hmm, I need to hurry.

After a while, I served the dish. She smelled it and then began to devour it. The way she ate was incredibly rude, reminiscent of an unruly wild child; but I didn't have the guts to lecture her.

"Mmm." After enjoying [the whole thing], she winked at me. "Delicious." I picked up a scarf and gently wiped her mouth. She didn't resist, letting me wipe the sauce from her lips like a good child.
"That's all for now." She stood up. "Goodbye." "Wait!" I raised my hand to stop her from leaving. "Could you... take me with you too?" She turned around, raising an eyebrow at me, looking utterly bewildered.

"Why should I take you with me?" she refused, as if it were perfectly natural.

"This is a deserted island with nothing here!" I cried desperately. "Leaving me here is like letting me die! Please, please don't do this..." This is a pirate's lair, extremely remote, impossible for ordinary people to find at sea. There are no wild plants or animals, no water, and only sharks in the sea. Leaving me here means certain death. As for rowing myself, that's impossible; apart from the massive ships of pirates that require dozens of people to row, no other vessel can navigate the treacherous waters around here.

"Boring," she replied. "Troublesome. No. I hate carrying people." Isn't this tantamount to a death sentence? Who does this? Giving me hope to live with one hand, only to snatch that hope away with the other? No… this shows she doesn't care about my life or death at all.

"Then… then…" I racked my brains, "please wait a moment!" "Why?" She stared at me boredly, her eyes cold and lifeless.

"Here...right, here!" I exclaimed, "There's pirate treasure here!" Her eyes lit up at the mention of treasure. Yes; dragons are known for their love of treasure.

"Ah...right," she said. "I came here for the pirate treasure in the first place...I almost forgot." So that's why she came to kill all the pirates? Well, I sighed inwardly. At least I kept her here temporarily; right now, I haven't figured out a safe way to leave the island. Talking about the treasure was just to see if it would cheer her up, maybe she'd be willing to take me away from the island.

"Then, lead the way." My usual command. "Human." I didn't argue and obediently led her to where the pirates kept the treasure. Actually, there were traps and many magical snares along the way, but they were all useless against that silver dragon lady. When we finally reached the place where the treasure was kept, she kicked the door open with all her might, only to find two pirates hiding inside.

She glanced at the two pirates, then kicked them both to death.

"Strange person," she said. "What are you doing hiding here naked?" I remained silent. The pirates were a man and a woman; I remembered they were the pirate vice-captain and the captain's woman. So, they were hiding here having an affair, which is why they escaped last night's massacre? But now they're dead too.

The little silver dragon, meanwhile, started rummaging through the pirates' treasure mountain.

"Strange thing," she said, pulling out a nude statue, glancing at it, and then tossing it aside.

I looked at the nude statue. Collecting such things was a pirate captain's hobby, and these collected playthings were all made into various obscene poses. But the little silver dragon [the whole story] didn't make any comment, just glanced at it and tossed it aside, like it was trash.

What did that mean?

"Oh~" She seemed to have found what she wanted? "This looks pretty good!" I looked at it. It was a beautiful round wooden tub, the kind used for bathing. The material was excellent, with a unique pattern; it must have been stolen from a wealthy person by pirates. But, dragons like this kind of thing?

"Perfect for a hot bath," she said. "Hey, human; prepare some hot water for me." She pointed to the tub, as if it were a done deal, regardless of the fact that this was actually a pirate's secret treasure cave, or that the nearest water source or firewood was extremely far away.

"What are you standing there for?" she glared at me. "Go do it!" I glanced at the two pirates she had kicked to death beside me and decided it was better to obey.

When I returned, she seemed to have already chosen the treasure she wanted, squatting down and looking at it happily. The way she looked reminded me of the expression on a village girl's face when she received a new toy. Well, it would be even more so if she wasn't looking at precious jewels like gold, silver, diamonds, and pearls.

"Oh, human." She glanced at me. "Is my bathtub ready?" Yes, yes, yes, I replied, pointing to the tub full of water.

She looked at it, tested the temperature with her finger, then nodded and began to undress.

She just undressed right in front of me! Don't dragons have any shame? I thought about it, and maybe they really don't. Because a dragon's most basic form is actually flying naked in the sky. They only wear clothes when they transform into human form to look more human.

I looked at her naked body. She didn't seem to care, so I got a good look. As I said before, her appearance was that of a little girl, and she was the same even naked. Her delicate, almost pale skin turned red from the heat of the water; her flat, not very prominent breasts rose and fell with her breath. She closed her eyes, enjoying the hot bath; well, judging from her relaxed expression, she probably really liked taking baths.

"Any perfumes or anything like that around here?" she asked lazily, half-lying in the tub. "Perfume or herbs...it would feel even better if added to the bath..." That's the way nobles indulge! This dragon is really...no, that's probably because it's a dragon.

I looked around and found something interesting.

Aphrodisiac.

I stared at the bottle of aphrodisiac for a long time; so long that the dragon called out to me, asking what I was standing there for.

I turned around and looked at the silver dragon girl. Her body looked very small, but she should be able to withstand a man's touch. She didn't react much when she saw the two naked pirates and the erotic statues before, and now she's brazenly naked in front of me; perhaps that means she knows nothing about sex.

Should I use the aphrodisiac on her? To seduce a dragon? Would the aphrodisiac work?

"What's that?" She looked at the bottle of aphrodisiac. "Perfume? Let me see it." Okay, you wanted it yourself, don't blame me. I handed her the bottle before leaving.

She took the bottle of aphrodisiac and smelled it. The drug smelled very good, so she poured it directly into the hot water.

After a while, I couldn't see any change in her, except that her expression seemed a little more relaxed.

"...Hmm." I decided to ask, "How do you feel...right now?" "Hot?" she said, "And soft and comfortable. Why are you asking me this?" I thought for a moment. Hot, and feeling soft; it could be the aphrodisiac taking effect, or it could just be the effect of a hot bath. She probably doesn't understand matters between men and women, so even if she really felt desire, she wouldn't know. Should I take the opportunity to violate her?

What would be the consequences of violating her? Well, I'd probably die.

I thought about it, and it seemed she still didn't take me seriously at all, nor did she seem to have any intention of changing her mind and taking me away from the island; in other words, I was going to die either way.

"Hmm...nothing." I said. "I just wanted to know...what are your plans next?" "Well..." she thought for a moment. "I'll fly to a carnival in a nearby island nation." Not a single word about me.

"What about me?" I asked nervously.

"Who cares about you." Her face showed her boredom. And there it was again, that indifferent look! Well,

there's nothing I can do; like I said before, I'm going to die anyway, right?

"Well… alright," I said. "To thank you, I'd like to offer you a special service before you leave, is that alright? The pirates forced me to do those things before, so I'm quite skilled…" Simply put, it was sex. During my time on the island, I'd been used like a juicer by female pirates.

The silver dragon girl raised her eyebrows, seemingly somewhat interested?

"Whatever," she said.

"Okay…" I said slowly, "Then please… stand up, face away from me, and lean your upper body over the edge of the tub. Then, I'll start massaging you." She did as she was told without hesitation; as a result, her round buttocks and genitals were directly exposed before my eyes. Her genitals were white, smooth, and hairless, a beautiful pink, exactly like any innocent young girl.

I reached out and began pressing near her thighs as instructed. She didn't object, simply letting me touch her private parts. Technique; a technique I'd learned before. I rhythmically pressed in sequence around her thighs, letting her slowly feel and accept my fingers, developing a sense of dependence and comfort.

"Hmm?" Her voice was a little suppressed, a little confused, but not disgusted. "What are you doing?" "A massage," I replied. "Feels good, doesn't it?" "It does feel good..." she answered, then continued to let me caress her without suspicion.

Seeing her increasingly relaxed expression, I knew I had succeeded, so I moved my thumb upwards, closer to her vulva. I didn't insert my finger directly, but continued to rub around it; she, being held down, unconsciously spread her thighs wider, as if wanting more stimulation.

"It's warm," she said, and I felt the warmth through the contact of my fingers.

Okay. I slowly moved my finger towards her vulva, and for the first time truly touched her private area. She let out a soft moan, without any other reaction, so I began to move. My fingers probed inside, discovering a wet, sticky liquid. That wasn't water, it was genuine vaginal fluid!

I touched the opening of her vagina to confirm its presence, and then began to explore with my fingers. It was wet and sticky, overflowing around her genitals. As my fingers moved in and out, she slowly let out seductive moans.

"Mmm...mmm..." she hummed comfortably, making me feel itchy too.

She didn't resist at all, just letting me touch her vagina. The incredibly delicate touch made me a little afraid that too much movement would hurt her, so I went slowly. As I touched, I felt a thin membrane. Do dragons have hymens? Or is it just because she transformed into a human?

She seemed to feel her hymen being touched by me? Because her expression was a little confused, as if she was wondering what this feeling was.

I suddenly pulled my hand away, and she turned her head to look at me, as if she didn't want me to stop there.

"Hmm...the next step is necessary," I unzipped my pants. "Change your position." "...Okay." She turned around, looked at my penis, and nodded. She actually agreed!

Good; what position should I get her into?

I sat down and pointed to my penis.

"Sit on me," I said, "Use what I just touched to put it on top of mine." She didn't even question it, and slowly walked over, her genitals facing me. She tilted her head, as if aiming, then squatted down, slowly offering her vulva. Our vulvas met; wet, warm, tender, and warm.

She slowly sat down, putting my penis inside her. Because of the pre-coital lubrication, penetration wasn't difficult.
"Like this?" she asked. "It feels strange..." Of course, I was already almost halfway in, so it was normal for her to feel something.

"That's right," I replied. "Go at your own pace." "Mmm," she said, her voice suppressed. "It feels... weird, but comfortable." Although she didn't have much of a chest, her nipples were erect. Perhaps that represented desire?

So, she continued the action of sliding my penis into her body. Her movements were slow, as she slowly explored how to position it for comfort. I looked at her expression; she had her eyes closed and seemed to be enjoying this intimate contact. Maybe the aphrodisiacs from before had worked?

"Mmm!" She suddenly stopped, then squinted her eyes for a second or two. That was because my glans had touched her hymen, so she stopped sliding me into her lower body.

Of course, I wouldn't let this opportunity pass. I grabbed her back and pulled her down; the feeling of breaking through my glans, and the cry of pain from the little silver dragon girl, both indicated that she had lost her virginity. This was good; I hugged her tightly, pulling her body down even further, so that I could penetrate her even deeper.

"You…!" she said, "What did you do…?" "This is just part of the process," I said. "It'll get better soon," she whispered, panting; her face flushed. Although she cried out in pain, she didn't seem to really want to resist me. If a woman is like this, it must be because the pleasure outweighs the pain, right?

At the moment of losing her virginity, what the woman feels is intense pain and pleasure simultaneously; and I think the latter has the upper hand now. She is a dragon, with absolute superhuman strength; if she really wanted to push me away, she certainly could. But she didn't, but simply slowly accepted my penis, letting me enjoy her tender vagina.

I looked at her expression and was pleasantly surprised to find that there seemed to be a hint of pleasure in her cries. Was she feeling pleasure? That's good, maybe I won't be killed. Thinking these things, I held her and moved my penis in and out of her vagina. The reason I adopted the top position was because it seemed to make it easier for women to experience pleasure; also, I was afraid she would object to me pinning her down. Anyway, in the end, I successfully had her.

"Ah...ah...ah..." she moaned slowly, her voice growing louder and louder, filled with increasing pleasure. I increased my speed, intensifying the stimulation, and her reaction intensified accordingly. Beads of sweat gradually appeared on her white skin. I licked the sweat from her nipples, enjoying her, stimulating her.

The speed I had slowed down earlier for fear of hurting her was now unrestrained. She seemed to have forgotten the pain, instinctively swaying with my thrusts, matching my movements. Her vaginal fluids, flowing and lubricating in sync with my movements, allowed me to go faster and faster.

Finally, I felt I was about to reach my climax; and so was she. With a

burst of energy, I thrust my penis deep into her. The feeling of pressing against her clitoris was incredibly pleasurable, a tender piece of flesh blocking her cervix. Here, it was a sea of desire and flesh; I was completely surrounded by her, and she completely enveloped me. I was pressing against her most sensitive spot as a woman, while she spread her legs to let me enjoy it to my heart's content, just to satisfy her own desires.

So, I ejaculated a large amount of semen, directly into the silver dragon girl's uterus.

"Ah..." she exhaled, "So hot...so hot...sprayed inside me, ramming around..." Success! I actually slept with a dragon, now I can die without regrets.

Then, I withdrew my penis, looked at her, and waited for her decision.

The semen I ejaculated is still there as evidence of what we did, lingering in her vagina and uterus. Some white semen is slowly flowing out of the silver dragon girl's lower body.

"Hmm..." She touched her lower abdomen, feeling the heat there, perhaps recalling the feeling of me fucking her so hard before. Probably, she's thinking about how to deal with me?

"How about it?" I said. "Can you not leave me to fend for myself on this island?" "Okay," she said. Her cheeks were red, as if she was finally starting to care about me.

(2)

I am a chef in training, but one day I was unlucky and was captured by pirates while traveling. Luckily, I met a dragon who happened to be there to kill the pirates and find treasure. The dragon was not keen on saving me, but after I used some tricks to "beg" her, we are now traveling together "intimately".

Well, it's a bit strange to say "intimately", because I still feel like I'm just being used as her servant. Anyway, my life and food, clothing and shelter are guaranteed, and I can hug a girl at night, which is not bad.

This is a remote island country, and the little silver dragon seems to have flown here specifically for the country's carnival. However, she is the one having fun, not me; I was placed in a high-class hotel, but was assigned to do a lot of chores and could not participate in the carnival. Oh well, oh well.

What chores? Preparing clothes for the dragon in her human form. She seems to really like all kinds of human clothing, and has a penchant for collecting and wearing them out, but she can't wash, maintain, or mend anything. This hotel actually offers laundry service; however, some of the clothes collected by that little silver dragon are too unusual, so I have to wash them myself.

No choice but to comply. I carried the basket of clothes back to my room, recalling the strange looks I received from passersby on my way to the laundry room. Come to think of it; a grown man carrying a whole bag of women's underwear, a mix of pink, black, white, and purple lace fabric, running around like that, does look odd. No choice; I don't have the guts or the desire to disobey the dragon, so I have to obediently be her servant.

"Ah, you're back." I opened the door and saw the dragon there. "I bought some new clothes, and I'm trying them on now; can you take a look and see what you think?" I looked at her. The clothes she was wearing seemed to be called "yukata" in this country. The black fabric clung tightly to her, revealing her adorable, petite figure beneath. Her long, silver hair cascaded down, perfectly complementing the black of the yukata and her own fair skin.

"Ah...it suits you very well," I said. "It matches your hair and skin color perfectly in human form!" Her face flushed slightly, as if she were secretly pleased but dared not admit it. Hmm, it's good to make her happy; the happier she is, the easier my life will probably be, right?

"Ah. You, are you secretly imagining what I'll look like without it?" she asked, blushing. So that's what you care about? Hey, sorry, of course I am. I remember when we first met, she knew nothing and didn't care about me at all. But since then, I've held her every night, and now she's starting to understand a little bit of human shame.

"Well..." I didn't directly say it, but neither admitted nor denied it. She could only pout her round, red face, unable to say anything.

After a while, she stomped her foot on the floor in a huff, then suddenly turned around.

"Pervert!" she complained. "Seriously... well, let's look again. If I transform like this, this outfit should still be fine, right?" I looked at her. Just as I was about to ask her what transformation she had made, I suddenly noticed an animal's tail peeking out from under her yukata, slowly swaying. It wasn't the strong, scaly tail of a silver dragon, but a cat's tail covered in soft, fluffy fur!

I looked at her head. Two white cat ears also peeked out from her silver hair.

"Why did you transform into a cat-person?" I asked helplessly.

"Because there's a food competition in town that only cat people can participate in." Her face was still red, but the appetite in her big, round eyes didn't escape my notice. "Just imagine, an unlimited amount of grilled fish..." This dragon loved to enjoy life, and eating was one of her favorite things. As for quality, I was confident; what I cooked could always satisfy her appetite. After all, my master was the legendary chef, the best in the world, and it took me three whole years to find him from his secluded life and become his apprentice. However, I wasn't so good at quantity.

"It looks just as good; in fact, the cat ears and tail make you even cuter," I said sincerely.

"Oh, that's great!" she said happily, "Then I'm going out!" So she skipped happily and ran out the door in a few steps. Did she leave me here again?

Oh well, she's always like this. I thought to myself as I continued doing the chores she left me.

By the time she returned, it was already past midnight; I had already finished my work and was idly sitting and waiting for her. She kicked the door open, carrying some glass bottles, her face incredibly red. The cat-person's ears and tail were still intact on her head and back.

"Want a drink?" she said, handing me a bottle. "Nobody wanted to sell to me, so I had to go through some extra trouble to get these! You should thank me!" Extra trouble? I looked her over and noticed bloodstains on the hem of her yukata and the tips of her shoes. Smelling it, it was the cheapest kind of alcohol; could it be that she encountered some drunk thugs on the street who tried to rob her, so she just kicked them all to death and stole these bars?

"You look like a little girl, so the merchants didn't want to sell you alcohol." I took a sip. Terrible! I didn't want to endure this cheap alcohol, but it seemed the dragon didn't care much about the quality of the alcohol.

"Oh, really? You wouldn't believe how great this silly human is, hehe..." How much did she drink? I thought helplessly. She's the kind of person who, once she gets a taste of sweetness, will never stop asking for more, she doesn't know how to control herself. I've experienced that in bed firsthand.

"Let's not talk about that..." I said, "Want me to help you to bed?" "Okay." She put the bottles aside and then collapsed onto the bed. "Come on." I looked at her lying on the bed. She touched her chest with her hand, then unbuttoned her clothes, making her chest area look messy. Her delicate skin, flushed red from the alcohol, looked especially cute against her silver hair. Hmm, I'm going to enjoy her properly.

I reached out and unbuttoned her already loosened clothes further, and her breasts were exposed before my eyes. It seems that dragons can't change their age when they transform, so no matter how she transforms, she only shows the small, seemingly developing buds like the ones in front of me. It's alright; I stuck out my tongue and gently licked. Anyway, she's quite sensitive here, so I don't really mind too much.

"Mmm..." she murmured softly, reacting to my gentle licking; and as her body trembled, her white cat ears swayed. I remember one of my childhood best friends from my hometown fell in love with a cat-woman and then left the village, and now I wonder what happened to him... Hmm, I think I understand his fondness for cat-woman girls a little better now.

I continued to gently lick the silver dragon girl's breasts and listened to her breathing. Hmm, slowly, with each lick, it became heavier and heavier. That's good; I reached out and began to touch her breasts. Soft, not much flesh. The feeling of holding them was insignificant, but that's what excited me even more.

I continued to touch them, and began to knead them. She endured it and let out a soft moan of pleasure. I kissed her lips; wet and soft, but very warm. She resisted at first, but after a while, she became receptive. So, I slipped my tongue inside. After that, we spent a lot of time kissing and embracing; she completely let go of her initial reluctance to be kissed and fully enjoyed it.

As time went on, I started to move my hands down her body. I touched her waist, her abdomen, her lower abdomen, and finally stopped at her vulva. Everywhere, there was an unbelievably soft and tender touch. Smooth hands...

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