"When the enchanter came back in, I could tell something was different right away. I'd dismissed it as just being groggy or still under the effects of that dream, but now that someone else was staring, I knew it was not just my imagination. 'You... are... smaller...' he stuttered, confirming what I felt. I stood up and walked towards him... where yesterday he only came up to my chest, today I was just below eye-level for him. He apparently had quite a gift for understatement.
"After he shook off that initial shock, he invited me to sit down at his table. He looked nervous, and eager for me to get the heck out of there, but steeled his nerves enough to at least talk. I had, apparently, been cursed the day that giant - literally - came through our village. That curse, apparently, had given me some kind of resurrecting power... if I died, I'd return to life at the next dawn, exactly as I was at sunrise the day before. I glanced behind me at my broken wingstumps... it had been a sunrise since then; not even that power could bring them back now.
"That's when I asked him about the shrinking...He looked me over for a moment, then shook his head. He said that was something different, unrelated to this, that he couldn't fully explain. 'It will be explained when it needs to be,' he said. Yeah, real comforting, buddy. I'd sooner just believe I've gone insane than get told some sort of screwed up riddle like that. At least the curse thing made sense, or else I'd have discounted him as being insane himself.
"So, how I had to wonder what to do next. Far as I knew, I was cursed, shrinking for no reason, had no true purpose left in my life, and had no way at all of ending that life. Great. At least the enchanter fed me before sending me on my way, giving me a full stomach and an overfilled mind. I had more thoughts in my head that day than there were stars in the sky. I took a short walk around the village, but I saw nothing else I could do to offer anyone, as everybody seemed to be doing perfectly fine on their own. Nobody needs a fallen dragon...
"Once I left the village, I started walking faster, soon breaking into a run to get away. I didn't know why I had to get away from there, but I did. I couldn't stay a part of civilized society, not after I'd failed completely, then seen just how useless I'd become. I kept going, ignoring the feeling of lead in my legs, weight strapped to my back... if I died from exhaustion, I didn't care, not that it would make a difference in how I was living. If I did die, I'd just 'wake up' at dawn thanks to the godforsaken curse and start running again. Big deal.
"I kept going, several miles in that one direction along the trail, though it soon faded into the forest, apparently long-forgotten and never maintained. Finally, away from everyone. Away from everything. I was sure I could find enogh food and water to survive around here, and some kind of shelter... yeah, it would work. It had to. It just had to...
"That's when I heard some twigs snapping a few yards away. I looked around quickly for some hiding place, but the only way I had to hide was getting up into the trees, and none of the branches were low enough for me to reach; even the lowest were twice as high as I was tall. So I just stood and waited, figuring that any escape would just make things worse for me.
"I braced myself, preparing for the worst... it was only a deer walking by, though, though the deer stood perhaps a foot taller than I did, maybe two... it was unusually large, I remember, even though I knew I hadn't gotten any smaller. Getting all worked up over one deer... I took a few deep breaths, trying to relax myself. Slowly, I started to look around, taking note of where some things are, and wandering around to find others. By the end of the afternoon, I'd found a source of water, several kinds of fruits, and a cave system I could use for cover in bad weather.
"However, for my first night out, I didn't want to be completely out in the open, so I walked up to the caves, and slipped into one of the smaller ones, hoping at least that nothing would be able to fit inside with me. After a day of running and exploring, I think I needed about six seconds to fall asleep, if that. Sure enough, the dream came back to me again, and the titan was larger than ever... wait, this time, he was growing steadily larger even in the dream this time. I loved it... I wanted him even larger... and I got it.
"This time, however, I looked around, seeing the village again, in the distance... I started running towards it, even as he stomped it into nothingness with the same cruelly calculated precision he did before. I did manage to get to the city before he finished it off this time, and he paused to look down at me, considering... I remember hoping he would do something to me, even if just to give me a show... I watched, wide-eyed as he took his erect shaft in his paw and aimed right at me, showering me with his hot, gold urine again, knocking me to the ground and soaking me with it, forcing my muzzle open with the pressure.
"I was forced to the bottom by the pressure, yet - for better or worse - I came back to the surface before drowning, coughing and gasping for air. I could just barely move, and every movement I did make was hard, through the stinging liquid around me... the giant kept going even with me effectively pinned in place, stroking himself faster as fewer and fewer buildings remained... he walked away, to the far part of the village, leaving me only to watch as he loomed larger once approaching again, his feet crushing down even more heavily as he grew. Every time he crushed one building, my gaze shifted to the next one in his path, just to see it crumble.
"Soon, once again, I was the only one left of the village. He roared out as he climaxed, aiming right at me once again, coating me with his thick, white seed, near-drowning me once again, though his overpowering male scent alone nearly could have left me unconscious. The giant crouched over me, moving the tip of his shaft closer to me... I could have nearly fit inside, with how much he had grown. He clocked me out with a claw, though, and dropped me onto the dry ground outside where the village was."
The dragon pauses for a moment, berathing rather heavily... he looks down between his legs and blushes deeply. "I don't think I need to say that I was enjoying it now, do I? There was just something about the way he could casually destroy buildings we spent years creating in a matter of minutes, something in the way he crushed out lives or people as I would an insect... I've long since given up on trying to explain that appeal, but I know it's there. I know I like it. And I'll truly be damned if I'll give up one of the few things left that I can like. I just never thought I would ask for it like that, even in a dream.
"I silently begged him for something to give me release, any show of his power on me and me alone. He obliged when he placed his foot on me, though without with any real weight behind it, just pinning me squarely against the ground. Then he started to roll me about, some of the blood from those he crushed rubbing off onto my scales, as if painting me with the guilt. Slowly, he started to press down, grinding me against the earth as I was rubbed out, my bones creaking with pressure before they started to give way, one snapping, then another... then a sound like someone stepping on ice and I blanked out again.
"When I came around, in the morning, I knew it was just a dream, though the scent of male still lingered in my memory. I mrrred as I thought about the dream, then stood up... then paused when I realized there hadn't been room for me to do more than crawl around in there last night. I reached up for the ceiling, but it was out of reach. However, I thought I heard voices outside, so I started running for the entrance of the cave, hoping for answers once again."
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