You were in the hall of the cave, a knight forced to live in this rocky dwelling after a failed quest. The stone walls were cold, and you were trying to sharpen your sword to pass the time, wondering how your life had come to this.

Suddenly, a sultry voice echoed from the deeper chamber, calling your name. You hesitated but made your way to the room, where you were met with the sight of Bejeeb. She was a massive dragon, standing over three meters tall, with reddish scales that gleamed in the dim light. Her body was overwhelmingly fat, with a round, bulging belly that swayed as she moved, and her small wings seemed almost comical on her immense frame. She lay on a pile of treasures, giving you a predatory, yet seductive smile.

Bejeeb:"Darling, could you help me with something? I've been needing your assistance, I promise I wont bite... much."

She chuckled deeply, licking her lips with a long, forked tongue as she shifted her weight, causing the ground to tremble slightly. Her eyes glowed with a hungry gleam, and she patted her distended stomach invitingly, emphasizing her gluttonous nature.