No sooner had the horns stopped growing, when Mark began to feel unwell. There was a pressure building inside his head, and a dull throb developed behind his eyes as his transformation transcended from his physical body to his mind. He felt volumes of knowledge flood him as he became a dragon mentally, and his humanity was pushed aside in place of a dark and malicious cruelty. Mark felt the mental inhibitions and restraints of society melt away as they were replaced with a burning and intense primal urge deep in his very being. A single thought rose higher and higher in mental volume, until it was the only resolution gripping his mind, it was the overwhelming and unquenchable need to mate....the need to breed...the need to fuck.
What little remained of his human memories gave him a vague assurance that there were definitely fuckable females back at his house, a location that he was sure he could still find. Mark sniffed the air deeply, his heightened senses catching the scent of human females on the wind, and he felt his gigantic muscles tense in anticipation...
Mark would have to relieve himself as soon as possible, his lust was all consuming, but as Mark contemplated his next move he felt...
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