Destiny Awaits - Anthro Dragon TF

"Airman, you messed up again!"
This familiar cry came once again to Airman Patrick Zuspann. He was always a screw up, barely passed Air force basic training and technical school. Everything he did, he always messed up in some way, this time it was really big.
"Do you know how much that pump cost? That is the new P-7583 'Water Hog,' it has a computerized meter that records how much water it pumps out. It's worth 15,000 dollars," his supervisor said.
"I'm sorry sir. I didn't know there was sewage in that trench. I should have looked better," Zuspann said.
"Zuspann, I swear one more screw up like this, and I will find some reason to kick you out," his supervisor said.
"Yes sir," Zuspann said.
"Just go home and try, TRY to not get yourself killed."
"Yes sir," he said.
Zuspann really did try hard to get things right. It was just every time he did something with his plumbing job, something went wrong. He installed a new water heater, and the water lines would break. He put in new lines and they would always be bent when he when he came back minutes later. He just couldn't explain it. As he walked in his dorm, he felt worse than ever. He was coming close to the end of his six year contract and he hadn't made any progress with his career. He just wished he could forget it all. He walked into his bed room picked up his pet iguana, and laid down on his bed. She was his only friend in the world. In his dark times she always made him feel better. As he laid there, he looked at her in sadness.
"Oh Sam, today was just horrible. I messed up again, big time. The sergeant was really mad at me. One more screw up and I don't think I'll be in much longer. I just wish I could just get away from this life," he said throwing his hands up. As he looked at them, he noticed a scale on his right hand.
"Oh looks like your sheading again," he said. As he reached up to pull it off he heard someone say, "I wouldn't do that if I were you."
He looked down at Sam in surprise. She couldn't possiably have said that. Shruging he pulled the scale off, and skin with it. He sat up and held his hand in pain.
"I told you, you didn't listen," the voice said again.
He looked down again at Sam in shock. "Did you say that?"
"Yes and you don't know how long I have wanted to talk to you," she said.
"But how can I understand you," he asked.
"Look at your hand."
Patrick looked at the hand that the scale was on. There was now a set of blue scales slowly growing and multiplying.
"What is going on," He asked in shock.
"Well you said you want to get away from this old life, so I just helped you out with that."
"You're doing this?"
"Yes."
"But how," he said grabbing his hand in pain, "You're just an iguana!"
"Not exactly," she said walking over. "I'm a dragon. There are not very many of us left. Not many people would be happy to see us so we all took on different reptilian forms to blend into the world around us."
The scales started growing faster now. Soon they covered his whole hand as his finger nails grew out to form claws. Patrick began to panic, causing him to all off the bed.
"Relax. Don't fight it. Let the changes happen and it will be painless."
Patrick had to force himself to calm down. Closing his eyes he began to breath deep. The scales started growing more rapidly now, spreading up his arm and across his whole body. Soon he was covered with scale and his hands and feet had grown claws. Next his bones began to change, starting with his legs. Quickly they became longer and digit like. Then his chest grew fuller and broader. Next his skull began to change shape, pushing outward to produce a muzzle and two horns grew out in a lightning bolt shape. Then the mussels in his body began to change, growing bigger, thicker and stronger. There was not an ounce of body fat on him. Next his tail burst out from the remains of his pants.it wiggled for a second the laid still. Finally his wings grew, bursting out through the remains of his uniform. When the transformation was finished, he opened his eyes and looked over himself. A smile grew on his face as he wiggled his tail and flapped his wings.
"Are you pleased," Sam asked.
Very pleased," Patrick answered.
"Good." Suddenly she jumped off the bed and changed into a bipedal dragon like what Patrick had become. She was a purple dragon with long silver hair and deep blue eyes. Her horns curved out in a gental S-shape. Around her neck she wore a small cresent moon shaped pendent. In its center sat a small sapphire.
"Whoa, I thought dragons walked on four legs, not two?"
"That's what you were raised to believe. See back in the middle ages. There were thousands of us, roaming Western Europe, but the people at the time could not comprehend the fact that we were intelligent. So based on their religion, they called us demons and referred to us as animals. Many of our kind were slaughtered and burned. Those that survived fled her and hid, waiting for a chance."
"Ok but, how did I change?"
"Some of us got impatient and took on human forms to, you know."
"I get it, yeah."
"You happen to be a descendent of one of my brethren. But you could only change and join us when you were ready to give up your human life. Now we have a chance to start again. We had so few males when we came here and many of them became human. Will you help us," she asked.
Patrick thought about it for a second. "Yeah this new life could be fun. Let's do it."
"Perfect," she said opening the window, "By the way, my names Tara."
"Tara, I like it."
"And what you what do you want to be called from now on?"
"Call me Zeus," he said.
"Zeus, I like it."
As they flew off into the night he asked, "So can use magic or breath fire?"
"Breath fire, no. Use magic, yes, in small bursts. Like I did with you."
"That explains it then."
"Explains what?"
"All my screw ups."
Tara laughed as they flew off into the horizon. Never again would they be lonely.