The Beast Inside Me

As I learned, there's another intelligent species quietly living among us.

While not really among us... But nearby...

My life changed when my roommate came through the door with an old book and a strange concoction in a jar.
Only I could feel the affects of pheromones emanating from the jar.
Shortly after that, I was used in an experiment to test this compound.
My lust began to surge while my hunger no longer had limits.

This species (an animal) is so large that he is exceeded only by the great Whales in size and weight. He is incredibly intelligent with the ability to read and write human language (if he chooses). He is also bright enough to understand that humans are not to be trusted. So for thousands of years, these creatures have lived somewhat solitary lives in well hidden colonies.
But, they have one major weakness. All are born male and so, must depend on the human female to procreate.
It's been speculated that sixty-six million years ago, their females died out during the great meteor explosion. And yet somehow, a few dragon males survived and miraculously, discovered that they could mate with human women. (At least, this is the current theory.)
But like most instances of crossbreeding, something was lost. The union between dragon and human will only produce more males.
And so, for all these years the male dragon has had to rely on conscripting women for their very survival.
And this is the point where I found myself drawn into the most unbelievable adventure of my life.
Sincerely, Ashley

Excerpts from the story...

With my head beginning to clear from the jar, I stood there innocently wondering, "What?"
"Could you strip down to panties and bra?" the lab technician asked gently, "We'll need to do a pelvic examination and your ultrasound now."
I looked at the four men watching me. I didn't mind being seen by my roommates. There wasn't any part of me that I hadn't shared with either or both of them. But, these two dirty old men...
"I'm starting to feel like a lab rat," I thought, "Not sure about this."
Finally, I thought, "Oh, just what the hell," and dropped my clothes.
The technician gently removed my bra and measured my meager chest and palpated my breasts.
"Lab rat... Lab rat..." I kept thinking as the men watched on.
The technician began to make notes saying, "Slight redness around the areolas. Some mild exposure to substance 'Y'."

My body was beginning to vibrate.
"Sex or food?" joked Jerry.
"Both," I answered seriously.
I grabbed a piece of cold pizza and Josh's shirt sleeve and ate as I pulled him toward the bedroom.
"But, I have to study," he objected.
"Shut up," I ordered, "We'll do this first."
Poor Josh. I was a veritable tiger. An hour later, I sent him out to his studies while I worked on emptying the frig.
With my stomach bulging, I dropped onto the sofa, too wired to study. Now, my thoughts began to turn toward Jerry. He'd gone to the store for a few basics. I wondered if he might need raping when he got back.
Shit! What was happening to me?

As the week passed, my nipples became tender. Then it spread to my breasts. My middle began to stick out, bringing my jeans close to unusable. By Monday, I could see a difference in my breasts. Jerry joined me in the shower and commented about my nice round butt. I hadn't noticed any change back there. But now I found, the boys had.