The Cougar's Lair

Once upon a time there was an apathetic dragon who lived high in the mountains of Rasepal. The area was deplete of oxygen and years of fabled tales of woe kept the curious humans from exploring the mountain’s wet, dark heights. There were so few dragons left who roamed the lands, between the years of hiding and the fear of exposure to the humans in their flying machines, reproducing was nearly impossible. That was until the wretched witch of Thalamar placed a curse on this particular, apathetic dragon that turned him into his most feared enemy – a human. But as a human he was not simply a dragon taking human form, he was more than mortal – as a man he was as a God, divine and beautiful. Women were mesmerized by his sleepy, green and gold flecked eyes. His strong, calloused hands and forked tongue were rumored to ensure multi-orgasmic evenings…but it was faeries he was attracted to. In human form he was able to more than interact with the faeries, although there was no hope of reproduction as the seed of a dragon spawn would certainly incapacitate a delicate fae.

(Does this sound interesting...should I continue?)