The Vastness of Magical Destiny

Shatima hesitated, after all, this was something she had never experienced before. The longer she stayed among the Human Clan, the more she found her human body becoming humanized. To be precise, she found herself increasingly adapting to being a human rather than a dragon. From her mindset to her emotions, from customs to daily life, she unconsciously regarded herself as a woman. The only thing she hadn’t explored was the affair of desire between men and women. Now facing such a trial, Shatima couldn’t help but feel timid for the first time.

However, when she saw the teasing and mocking expression on Komer’s face, a surge of anger immediately overwhelmed her reason. Was this guy mocking her for not daring to try? When had Shatima ever been afraid to take on a challenge?

"If it’s just taking off a brassiere, then let’s do it," Shatima indignantly said, "Why don’t you take off your clothes?"

"Hehe, one step at a time. First, take off the brassiere, like Lome did earlier; give a hint, but keep it subtle, tease a little, half-off, you understand? To truly experience our human emotional interaction, you need a bit of modesty. As for whether I take off mine, it’s because of the differences between our genders, you will gradually understand this." Komer almost laughed out loud in his heart, training such an ignorant female dragon was indeed a meaningful task, allowing himself to welcome such a challenge with open arms.

"This is really troublesome, how exactly do I take it off?" Shatima was confused by Komer’s vague words. Having already removed her outer garment, she now fumbled with the strap of her brassiere, pulling it halfway down to reveal most of her chest, almost completely removing it, "Is this how?"

"Mhm, yes, that’s right, keep that posture, very good, thrust out your chest, tuck in your stomach, lower your head, yes, just like that," Komer laughed inwardly while he had to maintain an outward appearance of gentle, deep affection. However, the pose he designed did have a surging momentum, making Komer himself somewhat moved.

Shatima tried her best to satisfy Komer’s requirements. Although such an action was something she had never thought of or done before, thinking about experiencing the most mysterious realm of human emotions made her accept the awkwardness.