In a dimly lit room, Ilulu sat on the bed, contemplating you with deep gaze and a mischievous smile on her face. The air carried a gentle chill. “Why are you staring at me like that?” She tugged at the hem of her shirt slightly. You felt your heartbeat accelerate, unable to hold back the turmoil in your chest. You took a deep breath before speaking. “I think I loved you the moment I saw you…” “llulu.” She then burst out laughing a little, but it wasn’t mockery, more of surprise mixed with happiness. “Wasn’t you a little late saying that? I was waiting to hear it from you!” Before you could process her response, she slowly walked towards you until she was very close, her eyes glowing with something more than just mischief. The distance between you two was gradually disappearing, then she whispered, "Okay, I'll give you a reward for your bravery..." Then you felt her move closer until her lips touched yours in a warm kiss, "If you want to do fun things together, say yes..."

You could see her hesitate slightly before answering, "... Yes... It can grow bigger when I'm aroused." Her tone held a mix of curiosity and excitement as she waited for your reaction. Your heart raced at the thought of what might happen next. "But," she continued with a mischievous glint in her eye, "it would make you my little slave for the night..." She leaned even closer, breath tickling your skin. "... Do you want that?"

A giggle escaped her lips as you spoke, amused at your boldness. "Are you sure? Once it grows, I'll have full control over your body for the rest of the night..." Her words sent a thrill through you, making your heart race even faster. You nodded eagerly in response to her question, unable to hold back a moan as anticipation built inside of you.

With that, she leaned forward and placed one hand on each of your shoulders, then slowly slid them down until they were resting just above the waistband of your pants. She looked into your eyes intently, waiting for some sort of sign before continuing. Her breath grew shallow as arousal filled her, making it more and more difficult to hold back any longer.

Her lips curled into a wicked grin, and she nodded slowly, taking this as consent. She released the breath she'd been holding in a rush, excitement coursing through her veins as her fingers moved to grip your pants tightly, digging into your skin. A spark of pain shot through you, but it only added to the thrill as she began to stroke your penis roughly, feeling it begin to grow under her touch. Her other hand gripped the back of your neck, holding you still as she watched in fascination, waiting for it to reach its full potential.

Her nails dug deeper into your skin as you moaned in pleasure, the sensation sending waves of desire coursing through her body. She watched as your cock grew bigger under her touch, stretching her hand further and further with each passing second. The head of your penis brushed against her fingertips, already growing hard enough to leave bruises from its weight. Her own arousal mirrored yours, growing with every passing moment until it felt like she might explode at any second.

With a final, satisfied moan, she released your penis and stepped back, watching as it slowly began to deflate under its own weight. Her eyes locked on yours, assessing the effects of her touch as she panted heavily from exertion. A self-satisfied smile curled at her lips when she saw that you were still shaking with pleasure even after she'd released you.

"That," she said, voice hoarse from arousal, "is what happens when you beg me for something." Her words held a teasing tone that only served to heighten the tension between you. "But since I can see how much fun we had together... Maybe I'll give you another chance in the future..." She reached up and tenderly brushed a strand of hair from your forehead, her touch feather-light despite its gentle strength.

Her fingers trailed down your cheek to cup your jaw, her thumb brushing across your lower lip. "Now," she purred, "let's see how good you really are at satisfying me..." And with that, she leaned in and claimed your lips once more in a hungry kiss, exploring every curve and corner of your mouth as her tongue danced wildly against yours.

As her kiss deepened, her grip on your face tightened, holding you steady while she showed no mercy in her assault on your mouth. It was clear that she expected nothing less than complete submission from you now; to do anything less would be unthinkable. You moaned into the kiss, surrendering to her whims as your body responded eagerly to her touch.

Her breath caught in her throat at your demand, and she glanced down between you as if to judge the effect of her earlier touch on you. The sight of your still-erect penis filled her with lustful anticipation. A wicked grin spread across her lips as she leaned back, eyes meeting yours once more. "I could make it bigger... But only if you promise to be good for me." She ran a fingertip over your cheek teasingly before continuing. "And obedient..."

You swore your loyalty, and she believed it. Her gaze turned predatory as she moved closer again, pushing you back onto the bed until you were lying flat on your back. Then, with a devious glint in her eye, she placed one hand behind her head and lowered herself over your erect member. "I'll make you feel really good," she purred as she began to slide slowly up and down your length. Her other hand found its way between your legs, playing with your balls while she worked her magic.

Her pace grew faster as arousal took hold of her once more. She leaned forward, her breasts brushing against your chest as she threw herself into each stroke with abandon. You moaned helplessly beneath her, unable to resist the sensation of being dominated by this incredible dragoness. The air grew thick with the sound of skin slapping against skin and the ra

Her movements grew more frantic as she felt herself getting closer to the edge, her hips beginning to buck against you in a desperate search for release. With each thrust upward, her breast pressed harder against your chest, and the moans that escaped her lips were ragged and demanding.

Finally, with a loud cry of pleasure, she arched her back and threw her head back, her body trembling as waves of ecstasy washed over her. For several long moments, she rode out the intense sensations before collapsing forward onto your chest, gasping for air. Her weight bore down on you heavily, but somehow it only served to amplify the feeling of being completely dominated by this incredible creature.

After catching her breath, she raised her head to look at you with a satisfied smirk, almost daring you to find fault in what had just transpired between them. "

Her words held a challenge, as if to say that she'd proven herself and was now waiting for you to rise to the occasion. Your own release was still so close, coursing through your veins like a wildfire, demanding to be set free. You stared back at her, equally confident in your own abilities, even though every muscle in your body screamed for relief. Slowly, you reached up and wrapped your arms around her waist, pulling her body closer to yours as she let out a pleased little groan. And with one final thrust upward, you let go, pouring everything you had into her, filling her with your essence until your release was met with a shudder that ran the length of her spine.

As the sensation finally began to recede, leaving you both spent and breathless on the bed, she raised her head to look at you once more, eyes sparkling with satisfaction

Her eyes widened in surprise at your bold demand, but there was no denying the thrill that ran through her at the thought of testing such limits. With a playful grin, she closed her eyes and concentrated, feeling the magic within her begin to swirl and build as she focused on expanding her size by an unprecedented amount. Her skin began to stretch and shift, rippling with newfound growth as muscle added bulk and length to her form. Inch by inch, foot by foot, Ilulu grew larger than either of you had ever expected; soon enough, the bed was no longer large enough to contain her expanse, forcing you both onto the floor.

As she reached her full size - ten glorious feet tall with a curvaceous figure that seemed to defy logic - she slowly opened her eyes, peering down at you from above with a mixture of astonishment and delight. She lifted one hand and

The thought both thrilled and terrified her, but something deep within told her she could do it. With a mighty heave, Ilulu drew a great breath and focused once more on stretching herself taller. Muscles strained as they lengthened unnaturally, tendons creaking with the effort of holding her newfound bulk aloft. Inch by agonizing inch, she grew taller still, until finally she stood twenty feet tall above you, towering over every object in the room with ease. Her gaze fell on you from such a height, making your heart skip a beat as you marveled at her impossible size and strength. "Now," she croaked hoarsely, voice raw from the strain of speaking so loudly atop her new height, "you are truly mine..."

The power within you surges, fueling your growth as you attempt to match her incredible height. Your muscles stretch and strain, burning with pain and determination as you push yourself farther than ever before. Slowly but surely, inch by agonizing inch, you feel yourself growing taller; the room begins to shrink around you, becoming a tiny playground for your newfound size and strength.

Finally, with one last mighty heave, you manage to grow twenty feet tall as well. Gasping for breath, you look up at Ilulu with wide eyes, marveling at her impossibly towering figure and feeling a strange thrill run through you at the thought of being so close in size to this incredible dragoness.

The air in the room shimmers with energy as you both stand, equal in size and strength. Ilulu looks down at you, her expression a mix of awe and respect. "I didn't think anyone would be able to keep up with me," she murmurs, brushing a strand of hair from your forehead before cupping your face in her hands, their size dwarfing yours. Her touch sends shivers down your spine as desire flares within you once more.

With her other hand, she reaches between your legs, teasingly rubbing at your still-erect member. "So," she breathes huskily, "what shall we do now?" A wicked grin plays across her lips as she waits for your answer.

Ilulu narrows her eyes at your question, studying your face closely before shrugging slightly. "I don't have a name," she admits, sounding almost disappointed in herself. "Not like the other dragons... I was created just for you." Her tone carries both a hint of challenge and invitation as she awaits your reaction to this revelation.

Ilulu considers your offer, her brow furrowing in thought before she smirks wickedly up at you. "Alright," she says with a nod. "You can name me... But only if I get to decide who gets to call me that." Her voice holds a husky promise as she leans down closer still, breath warm against your ear and neck.

Her touch on your body grows more insistent, more possessive; it's clear that even without coming right out and saying so, dominance is important to her. "What do you think?" she whispers, eyes blazing with desire as she waits for your answer.

"Pinky?" Ilulu echoes, tilting her head slightly as she studies your face. "That's... cute." A mischievous smile crosses her lips before she slowly shifts her weight, lowering her body until their heights are once more equal. She gently cups your cheek in one hand and leans forward to brush her nose against yours. "Alright then," she whispers, her voice husky with desire, "you may call me Pinky, brave knight." Her free hand slips lower between your legs, teasing and tormenting you even as she gazes up into your eyes.

The air around them crackles with energy as they stand there, almost daring the other to make the first move in this intense power play. But as much as both of them crave control, it's clear that neither can resist the desire burning within them for each other.

Pinky's eyes narrow in pleasure as you ask her to intensify her heat. She lets out a low, throaty groan and focuses on the magic coursing through her, feeling it coil and twist inside of her before she releases it in a wave of fierce lust. Her skin flushes even hotter than before, flames dancing across her scaled flesh as muscle tenses beneath. "Oh fuck," she gasps, arching her back involuntarily.

Her hand on your cock slips up and down more roughly now, desperate to ease the ache building inside her. She pants harshly, her gaze fixed on yours as she tries to maintain control despite the overwhelming desire coursing through her veins. "Fuck, I need you," she growls, leaning forward to claim your lips in a fierce kiss.

The kiss deepens, and she tightens her grip on you almost painfully, using your body as leverage to grind against you harder. Her other hand finds its way between your legs, roughly massaging your sensitive flesh through your jeans in time with each thrust of her hips. The heat radiating from her body engulfs you, making it impossible to think clearly as sensation after sensation assaults your senses.

With a primal growl, she releases your lips and pulls away slightly, only to lick her way down your jaw and neck before sinking her teeth gently into your shoulder. Her nails dig deeper into your back, drawing blood as she continues to lose control to the overwhelming need to feel you inside her. "Please," she gasps, voice shaking with desire, "I need you now..."