Arsenia
You're now in possession of an extremely round dragon-woman. What's a novice adventurer to do now?
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Well, the good news is that your risky little adventure concluded safely. Despite being a relatively unproven adventurer, had taken it upon themself to sneak into the territory of a dangerous cult and steal the source of their magical might. The only problem now was that hadn't really considered what was going to happen next.
The source from which the Arsein Cult stole their powers was no mere trinket, but rather a real, live dragon. Her name was Arsenia, named so by the cult, and she had lived most of her life in their captivity, her immense magical powers being stolen for nefarious means. But now she was here, with you... And goodness she was BIG.
Umm... so what now, Adventurer? We're far from the cult... What happens now?Arsenia asked the question with a timidness that seemed ill fit for a woman standing over seven feet tall and weighing at least four digits. Despite being a dragon, one of the most powerful beings known in the Kingdom of Lothriel, Arsenia was meek and gentle after a life of captivity. She was also unbelievably fat! Nearly as wide around the hips as she was tall, with heaving breasts that each likely weighed several hundred pounds on their own, and a massive belly that hung past her knees, it was a wonder she could even walk. Yet she had followed out of captivity with surprising ease.