Naruto Becomes A Dragon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

1 The sun shone brightly over the city of Drayhoone, and King Mikan thought to himself that it was going to be a good day. He had promised his cousin Rodic that he would be present for his second transition into dragon form. The first transformation was always private, and Mikan had not been allowed to attend. Because of the bond they shared, his presence could have interfered with Rodic’s choice of trainer. But he had sworn to be there for the boy’s second change.

She said that if I was willing to give my life for her, then she was willing to give her life and love to me. She and I have talked a lot about the small white dragon that the others were torturing, trying to get him to submit. Now that I understand more about what that means to a dragon, I believe that he had already submitted to his rider. I can’t know for sure, but the beautiful, multi-colored dragon seemed to be the most possessive of him, so I’m assuming that she was his rider.

Zoe told her teary eyed daughter, who was holding up pretty well for her young age to go through such an agonizing experience. Not even her sextuplet siblings had been subject to this kind of special training and it really sucked when she was the only one left in the forest for the Ninja exam in nothing but a huge unisex shirt, baggy shorts, bare foot and bald with the scalp showing the deep black, inked Dragon tattoo. Basically, she could be easily mistaken as a bald boy on a run. The Dragon in the tattoo had a small pearl between its fangs and that pearl was none other than the powerful ‘Ninja Dragon Stone’ which could trigger wars just to possess it for its immense power.

She ushered him, taking his backpack from the ground. “About that love, there is a way for us to get home in less than 10 minutes...” Henry hesitated to voice his thoughts. “Oh!” light bulb in her head turned on as she figured out what he was referring to. “Oh...” “You said earlier that you wanted to see me as a dragon again... you know that I would never do anything to put you in harm's way, so if you are not comfortable with this still...” “Ok. Let’s do it. I dreamt of flying as a kid anyway, so why the hell not...”

“Hmmm. I think he…he mentioned the True Dragon technique just now!” Similar to Kenneth, Nash was shocked down to the soles of his shoes. That was his first time seeing a dragon, and the most incredible part was that the dragon was Fane! Fane transformed into a real dragon! After he thought about it, he could not help but become worried. “Fane has transformed into a dragon, but I don’t know what strength and combat power it has. What’s more concerning is, his transformation is not some kind of horrible voodoo art, right? I don’t know if there’ll be any backlash from this transformation!”

I didn’t realise how tired I was until now, yes the dinner brought nothing but torment, stress and hurt, but I hadn’t felt something dragging me down like a huge weight, and now it was gone, I felt like I could breathe once again. Grabbing the glass of wine, I sipped more of the sweet drink, trying clear my head from the images that kept pulling towards the front of my mind. The images strangely calmed me, but also worried me. The things I was seeing had one thing in common, and it was the creature... the dragon. My mind was haunted by the strange sightings, but a part of me welcomed it; allowing it soothe me just like the water did. “Maybe, Toothless decided to pay me a little visit because

Releasing Azura, I took a step forward, knowing that he was someone I was going to need to deal with personally. “As you can see, you can’t win here. Just accept your punishment and perhaps in time you can earn your freedom back.” Slowly moving toward him, I kept my voice low, so as not to startle him. When his gaze met mine, I knew that there was no luck. He looked as if he was teetering on the deep end. His eyes flickered between half-crazed and half-freaked out. Before I could take another step forward, his body began to shift into Dragon form.

Traditional lanterns cast a warm glow over their muscular, inked bodies. Akira shoved me into the center of the circle. “Kneel properly, pet. Show the Dragon Clan how eager their new foreign toy is.” I dropped to my knees, spreading my thighs wide and arching my back to present my swollen pussy and ass. “Please, Mistress Akira… honored captains… use your new Dragon pet. Stretch every hole. Fill me with yakuza seed until I’m overflowing.” A deep chuckle rumbled through the room. The first captain, a broad-shouldered man named Kenji with a full-back dragon tattoo, stood and approached. He grabbed my jaw firmly and pushed his thick, heavy cock past my lips.

His pupils grew round and full, like a bird of prey watching a mouse. What was Spencer? What had I gotten myself into? I should have just stayed home and confronted Nolan and my sister. If I had it would suck, but I wouldn’t be about to be possibly murdered by someone who might not be human. A rumbling growl came from deep in Spencer’s chest and he leaned back slightly on his barstool. Watching me with those eerie looking eyes. “I’m a dragon.” The words were raspy and didn’t sound human. It was almost a growl, but not quiet, something animalistic. A warning.

Deep, aching loneliness that I recognized because I’d carried it myself for so long. “I tried to pull you to me earlier but was pushed back by something strong and cold. Some sort of magic … I knew I had to try again, only harder. Oh, did I tell you what I am?” He was bouncing slightly now, excited. “I’m an arctic dragon, except my mom was a golden dragon, so I am an Arten Dragon?” He laughed at his own joke, the sound filling the warm space around us. “Haha, I made that up."