"Hannah, I think it's best you see my quarters and get acquainted with some of my basic spells before we do anything else." you tell her, curious about your new dragon servant but eager to try using some magic on a willing subject.
"I serve you with body and mind, master." Hannah says, the blue dragon woman following you up some stairs to your small quarters in one of the towers. As you walk, you try to get to learn about her better, but each question you ask only makes her seem more mysterious.
"So Hannah, what would you like to do here? Do you have any experience with magic?" you ask her, making conversation.
"I would like to serve you, of course. I will have experience with your magics, whatever spells you wish." She tells you, not exactly giving helpful answers. Still, you're eager to test her enthusiasm. Arriving at your quarters, you open the door to reveal a small space, barely enough room for the two of you and your possessions. Piles of books and tomes lay in corners, a medium sized bed underneath a window at one wall. The dragon woman looks about the room. "The space is too small for the two of us to live, we will have to build outside the compound quickly. But until then I can fly in through that window whenever you call me, master. I have excellent hearing." Hannah tells you, seemingly proud of her abilities.
As she looks around, you take a good long look at her. Her dark blue scales cover arms, legs, feet and back. But the front of her torso isn't scaly at all. Smooth, sky blue skin stretches from waist to chest. Small silky garments cover her breasts and hips, but you notice her belly is as smooth and vulnerable looking as a humans. You've just thought of the perfect first spell to test on your new servant.
"Hannah, stand still and face me for a moment. I'm going to try a spell." You tell her and watch pleasantly as she obeys, watching you expectantly. You channel your mirth magic into a new spell you've been working on. This one magnifies a being's ticklishness tenfold, and the only way to undo the spell is to have someone tickle your worst spot for a considerable period of time. You eye that toned belly again as you contemplate what will happen to her, briefly imaging your own ticklish midriff under the same spell. It is a difficult spell to cast, but you can't pass up this opportunity with the attractive looking dragon woman standing right in front of you. As you silently murmur the chant for the spell, the room brightens. Was the spell a success?
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