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I am a chef in the practice, but one day when traveling, I was captured by pirates, fortunately I met a dragon who happened to kill the pirates in order to take their treasure. The dragon was not too eager to save me, but after I used some means to try to "plead", the two of us are now "intimately" traveling together.
Well, it is a bit strange to say "intimate", because I still have the feeling that I am only being used as a servant by her. Anyway, my life and food are guaranteed, and there is a girl to embrace at night, so it's not bad.
This is a remote island country, and the little silver dragon seems to have flown in for this country's carnival. However, she was the one playing, not me; I was placed in a fancy hotel, but was assigned to do many chores, and could not attend the carnival. Oh well, so be it.
What chores? Preparing the clothes that the dragon would wear in her human form. She seems to like all kinds of human clothing, and also has a fetish for collecting and wearing out, but can't wash or maintain or sew. This hotel actually provides laundry service; however, some of the clothes collected by the little silver dragon are too special, so I still have to wash them.
I had no choice but to do as I was told. I carried the basket of clothes back to my room, while remembering the strange looks I got from passers-by on the way to the laundry room. Think about it; it was really weird for a man to carry a whole bag of girls' underwear. I couldn't help it; I didn't have the guts nor did I want to disobey that dragon, so I had to be a good servant.
"Ah, you're back." As soon as I opened the door to my room, I saw that dragon there. "I bought some new clothes and I'm trying them on now; look me, what do you think?" I looked at her. The clothes she was wearing were what in this country would be called "yukata". The black fabric wrapped her very tightly, revealing the cute little figure underneath. Her long silver hair was spread out, matching the black color of the yukata and her own white complexion.
"Ah…good match," I said. "It matches perfectly with your hair color and skin!" Her face turned slightly red, as if she was secretly happy, but didn't dare to admit it. Well, it's good to make her happy; the happier she is, the better my life will probably be, right?
"Ah. You're secretly thinking about what I'll look like when I take it off?" She asked with a red face. So that's what you care about, huh? Hey, sorry, of course, I do. When I first met her, she didn't know anything and didn't care about me at all. But since I've been embracing her every night since then, she's starting to understand a little bit about human shame.
"Well…" I didn't admit or deny it. She could only make her little red face puff out, but couldn't say anything.
After some time, she stomped on the floor like she was losing her temper, and then suddenly turned around.
"Pervert." She grumbled. "Really…well, let you see it again. If I transform into this, this costume should still be fine too, 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 was not the strong, scaly tail of a silver dragon, but the tail of a cat with soft, fluffy fur!
I looked at her head. Two white cat ears, too, emerged from between her silver hair.
"Why do you have to transform into a cat person?" I asked, feeling helpless.
"Because there's a food competition in town that only cat people are allowed to participate in." Her face was still red, but the appetite in those big and round-turned eyes could not escape my observation. "Think about it, an unlimited amount of grilled fish, wow…" This dragon loves to enjoy life, and eating is one of her favorite things. On top of the quality, I am confident; I can always satisfy her appetite with what I cook. After all, my master is a legendary chef. It took me three years to find him out of seclusion. However, on top of the volume, I'm not so good.
"Just as good looking as before; cat ears and cat tails add to your cuteness." I said from the bottom of my heart.
"Oh, that's great!" She said happily, "I'll go out then!" So she bounced happily and ran out the door in two steps. Did you leave me here again?
She's always like that. I thought, while continuing the chores she left me.
By the time she came back, it was already midnight; I had finished my work and was sitting idly waiting for her. She kicked the door open, then carried some glass bottles in her hands, and blushed incredibly. The cat people's ears and tails were also still well behind her head.
"Drink?" She handed me a jar, "No one would sell it to me, so I had to go the extra mile to get these! You should thank me!" Extra effort? I took a look at her, and then noticed that she had blood on the edge of her bathrobe and the tip of her shoes. It smelled like the cheapest kind of alcohol; could it be that she had met a drunken punk on the road who wanted to rob her, so she kicked him to death and took the bars?
"You look like a little girl, that's why the merchants don't want to sell you alcohol." I took a taste. Tastes bad! I didn't want to put up with this poor quality alcohol, but it didn't seem like the dragon cared much about the quality of the wine.
"Ah, is that so? Stupid human doesn't understand my greatness, hehehe…" How much did she drink, anyway? I thought helplessly. She's the kind of personality that will endlessly ask for more once she gets a taste of it, and doesn't know how to control herself. I have a real experience of this personality in bed.
"Enough about that…" I said, "Do you want me to serve you in bed?" "Yes." She set those drinks aside and fell right back down on the bed. "Come on." I then looked at her lying backwards on the bed. She ran her hand over her chest and undid her own clothes, making the front of her chest look messy. Her delicate skin, which looked red from the alcohol, felt especially lovely against her silver hair. Well, I'm going to enjoy her for a bit.
Reaching out, I untied her already loosened clothes more, so her breasts were exposed in front of my eyes. The dragon seems to be unable to change her age when she transforms, so no matter how she changes, she can't change the size of her breasts. But it doesn't matter; I stick out my tongue and lick it gently. Anyway, she is sensitive here, I don't really mind too much.
"Mmmm…" she made a small muffled sound in response to my licking; and as her body vibrated, the pair of white cat ears on her head wiggled in response. I remember that one of my childhood friends from my hometown left the village after falling in love with a cat girl, and now I… well, now I seem to be able to understand a little bit about his love for cat girls.
I continued to lick the little silver dragon girl's breasts and listened to her breathing. Well, slowly, with the act of licking, it became heavier and heavier. This is good; I reached out and began to touch her breasts. They were soft, not much flesh. The feeling of holding it in my hand was very small, but that's what made me feel more excited.
I continued to touch and began to rub. She took it and let out a muffled grunt of comfort. I kissed her on the lips; wet and soft, but very warm. She resisted a little at first, but became receptive after a while. So, I stuck my tongue in. After that, we spent a lot of time kissing each other; and she completely let go of that attitude of not wanting to be kissed and was enjoying it.
As time progressed, I began to run my hands down her body. I touched her body; her waist, her abdomen, her belly, and finally stopped in front of her pubic area. Wherever it was, it was incredibly soft to the touch. The smoothness lingered on my fingertips for a long time. I put my hand over her hairless pussy; it was wet.
To stimulate her even more, I inserted a small portion of my finger and fingered it slowly. she didn't resist, but slowly twisted in rhythm with my finger in and out, cooperating.
I thought she was ready; so I stripped her of all her remaining clothes and looked at her body by moonlight. The beautiful silvery-white skin and young body were just revealed to me. I lowered my head and gently licked her pussy, and confirmed the presence of lubricating fluid with the tip of my tongue.
In the unconscious, her legs were spread wide, all ready for me to attack.
