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The distant pops and crackles of fireworks echoed across the valley as brilliant blooms of color painted the night sky. Skye knelt on her weathered picnic blanket, her arms wrapped around herself against the mountain chill. Her small tent rustled in the breeze behind her, the only home she wanted right now among the whispering pines of her secluded grove.

"Another year gone," she whispered to the stars, her voice carrying a weight of weariness. "Another year of trying to fit into their world, of playing by their rules." Her eyes reflected the dancing lights below, but her mind wandered to all the disappointments, betrayals, and heartaches of the past year.

The grassy outcropping provided a perfect view of multiple towns in the valley, each competing with their displays of celebration. Skye pulled her knees closer to her chest, watching her breath mist in the cold air.

"I don't want resolutions anymore," she declared to the silent mountains. "Those are just promises waiting to be broken. I want..." she paused, searching for the right words as another burst of gold and red illuminated her face. "I want to be free. Really, truly free."

A shooting star streaked overhead, separate from the artificial lights below, and Skye's eyes widened. The timing felt significant, like the universe itself was listening to her deepest desires.

The sky erupted with a massive burst of crimson and gold, and for one breathtaking moment, the sparks formed the unmistakable shape of a dragon's silhouette against the night. Skye gasped as tears welled in her eyes, the image burning itself into her mind as the sparkles seemed to dance and swirl before her.

"Oh..." she whispered, suddenly gripping her head as a wave of dizziness swept over her. The world tilted and spun, the fireworks below becoming impossibly bright and clear. Her vision sharpened with startling clarity - every detail of the valley below stood out in crystalline focus despite the darkness.

A searing pain shot through her skull as two points of pressure emerged. Her hands flew up instinctively, only to freeze in horror as wickedly curved claws raked across her own neck. "No...what's happening?!" she cried out, staring at her transforming hands.

Her clothes began to feel like a prison, every fiber an instrument of torture against her changing skin. She clawed desperately at the fabric, barely registering the scratches she left on herself in her frenzy to be free of them. The cool mountain air hit her exposed flesh as the last shreds fell away.

Her legs buckled and she fell forward onto all fours, her naked body trembling as waves of intense pleasure coursed through her. "Oh my god," she moaned, her voice becoming deeper and more resonant. Her long hair cascaded around her face as her back arched involuntarily.

Her breasts swelled and grew heavy, scales shimmering across them as they transformed. She felt her hips widening, tail emerging as her ass lifted higher into the air. "Yessss," she hissed through her newly forked tongue, drool dripping from her elongating jaws as ecstasy overtook her.

Her feminine core throbbed and pulsed with each wave of the change, her moans becoming more primal and dragon-like. Her body undulated as she transformed, hair remaining flowing down her neck even as horns erupted through it.

"Make me whole," she begged to the night sky, her body writhing as wings burst from her shoulders. Every nerve ending was alive with sensation as scales rippled across her transforming flesh. Her cries of pleasure echoed across the valley, human voice lifting into powerful draconic roars as the metamorphosis reached its peak.

Skye writhed in pure ecstasy, waves of pleasure crashing through her transformed body as her climax peaked. Her now-scaled breasts heaved with each panting breath, sensitive and tender from their growth. Her transformed sex throbbed and pulsed with aftershocks, dripping with arousal as she adjusted to her new draconic form.

Under the starlit sky, her scales caught the light like living jewels - primarily a deep iridescent turquoise that shifted to rich royal purple along her spine, with delicate golden accents tracing patterns across her wings and flanks. Her long human hair, still cascading down her neck, provided a striking contrast against her shimmering scales.

She lay there catching her breath, her forked tongue flicking out to taste the night air as the last tremors of pleasure rippled through her new form. Her tail curled and uncurled languidly as she basked in the aftermath of her transformative climax.

"So this is really me now..." Skye whispered in wonder, examining her clawed hands as they caught the starlight. Her new voice resonated with a gentle rumble. "Everything feels so... different. More alive somehow."

She carefully tested her wings, spreading them wide under the night sky. "All my life I felt like something was missing, like I was wearing a mask. But now..." Her tail swished thoughtfully behind her as she gazed at her shimmering scales.

"No more pretending. No more trying to fit into their world," she declared softly to herself. "I'm going to soar through these skies, explore these mountains. Live as I was truly meant to be."

Her serpentine eyes reflected the starlight as she looked toward the horizon. "This is just the beginning. A whole new life awaits..." A smile played across her draconic features as she contemplated her future. "Time to spread these wings and discover who I really am."