"Hmmm!!" I wake up with an uncomfortable feeling, looking around. I see that I’m in my room in the castle, lying naked in my bed. Esther isn’t here, but what immediately grabs my attention is my tail.

"W-What the hell did she do to my tail!!" I try to touch it, but as soon as I do, my whole body shudders and my tail recoils from my fingers, while my wings spread wide.

"Urgh...t-this is so...weird..." I stare at my tail, which is ’bare,’ stripped of its scales. I never thought it would look this strange. I grab it with my hands, biting my lips hard to keep from moaning.

"S-Stay still..." I try to assess the damage. I can’t use my body’s reconstruction on my tail. Maybe because the scales aren’t a fixed part of my puppet body, so I try to evaluate its condition.

It’s like my hymen; that wasn’t a fixed part either, so reconstruction doesn’t happen there. Even the sensation of the air and the bed sheet touching my tail feels strange and sends shivers down my spine.

"Ah..." I glance at my intimate area, which has become soaked and started to drip from just that small touch. My tail connects to so many nerve branches. I try to understand by analyzing my body. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

I close my eyes for a moment, breathing slowly as I try to organize my thoughts and piece together the anatomical information I have about my tail.

Since I’m a puppet, I know every part of my own biological structure, because all that information is kind of stored in my brain due to the abilities I have.

My tail isn’t just a muscular appendage; it’s very complex, just like my horns, which have nerves and blood instead of being just an external bony structure.

I carefully slide my fingers to the base of my tail to touch and feel it a little, immediately having to stop because of the extreme sensitivity my tail is showing.

Its connection starts at the base of my spine, going through the sacrum, coccyx, and then the caudal vertebrae. Humans generally don’t have caudal vertebrae, just remnants of them. But my body has a full set because I’m a dragon.

My tail is literally an extension of my spine, so it’s natural that the nerves exiting from there also extend into it. The main nerve branches come from the sacral plexus. The same nerves that control the pelvic region also pass through the base of the tail.

This includes the branches responsible for the sensitivity of the perineum and for controlling the pelvic muscles. In other words... the shared sensory circuits of my body are connected. My vagina, my anus, and my tail are all sharing the same nerves and the same nerve branches.

And incredibly, it’s not just that. Even my uterus and some parts of my stomach have branches that interconnect at certain points, showing that a large part of my hip region has connections between them.

I look at my bare tail, which trembles slightly from just the air passing over it. Normally, the scales act as insulators, protecting them from contact with the outside world.

They reduce external stimuli, shielding the nerve endings in the skin of the tail—something I had never realized before, because I’d never lost my scales and wasn’t very interested in analyzing my body.

Without them... all the nerve endings are completely exposed. And although it’s not like raw flesh, it would be almost like taking the armor off a crocodile and exposing its skin—it would be absurdly sensitive.

Not only that, there’s also a nerve knot at the base of my tail, a point where the caudal nerves meet the branches of the sacral plexus. Any stimulus there is transmitted simultaneously to the tail... and to the pelvic system.

Which basically means my tail has practically a direct connection to my pussy, and it’s actually even more sensitive than my vagina and clitoris because the tail is a massive accumulation of nerves on all sides, both to control it and to conduct electricity.

I squeeze my eyes shut, blushing slightly when I realize the obvious implication. It’s so embarrassing to realize this kind of thing. I feel like a teenager going through puberty, discovering the sexual organs of the body for the first time. My mother in this world never warned me that the tail was like this.

Esther wasn’t just playing with my tail; she was directly stimulating an entire nerve center. Like playing with a clitoris, but much more sensitive, larger, vulnerable, and intimate.

"Haaa... Haaa..." I pant, lying in bed, unable to erase the image of Esther playing with such an intimate part of me. This makes tears of shame spill onto the bed.

"Esther stole my tail virginity... and she didn’t even take responsibility... she’s so mean to me." I don’t even know what to do with my tail. The scales should grow back eventually, but without a doubt, that damned woman will want to pull my scales off again.

’Why the hell does a dragon’s tail have so many details? Do they use this in sex?’ My mother told me not to try to stick my tail into my intimate parts because the scales would hurt my body. She was hiding something, wasn’t she?

It seems the tail has always been an organ linked to sexual acts in some way; she just deliberately never said anything about it.

"SHADOWS! TELL VIVIENNE GOLDWYN AURCREST GOLDENVALE THAT THE QUEEN IS SUMMONING HER!!!" I shout to the shadows, which should be in nearby rooms, since I ordered them not to stay too close to me.

I need explanations!! My tail is so sensitive I can barely get out of bed! I don’t even want to imagine what it will feel like to drag my tail on the floor or accidentally bump it into something.

’Considering the shadows’ speed, she should be here in a day or two...’ Living a day or two with my tail like this seems terrible, and even worse if the scales take a long time to grow back.

Because as the Demon Queen, I’ll need to enter the war. Only the human monarchy doesn’t directly enter the battlefield, but the angelic, demonic, and bestial monarchies always join the fights.

If I don’t step onto the battlefield, I’ll have serious problems with troop control, something not even Esther could prevent. I won’t even need to fight, but I’ll have to be there leading, whether I want to or not.

’There must be a way to make the scales grow faster...’ I lie stretched out on the bed, staring at my tail, which is trembling as it tries to avoid moving.

"I-I need to get changed..." I try to stand up, but my legs tremble completely when I put my feet on the floor and my tail drags across the sheet.

"O-one... t-two... o-one... t-two..." I take slow steps, trying to keep my tail as still as possible while I approach the wardrobe. However, as soon as I reach the door and look at the clothes, I realize none of them can be worn without it directly touching my tail.

My underwear and dresses were all adjusted so my tail could pass through them without issue. But although my panties are adjusted to have the back part sit a little lower and curve around the tail, all the dresses have a hole the size of my tail to fit through, so it doesn’t just look like a rip.

"J-Just breathe deeply... no need to worry, right?" I carefully put on my panties first. But when I start to put on the dress, the sensation of the fabric dragging against the soft, fragile skin of my tail is so intense that I grab the wardrobe door to keep from falling.

My nails pierce through the wood, and as my strength to maintain my posture makes my nails slide, they leave an ugly scratch mark on the wardrobe.

My body uses flesh as a conductor, while my wings, horns, tail, and scales are storage units. Meanwhile, my nails are like conducting antennas or discharge points. So, because I absorbed electricity, they’ve become sharper and stronger.

The open section of the dress is like an elastic band to make it the right size, so it squeezes my tail in a way that displeases me, because I can’t get it out of my mind.

"Haaa..." I pant, falling to my knees on the floor just from putting on the skirt. The sensation of my tail trying to protect itself from the stimulus is almost painful and unpleasant. For a human, it would be equivalent to having their skin ripped off and now having their flesh and nerves touched.

"My panties... I’m going to have to change..." My panties are soaked, and I also notice I’m breaking out in a cold sweat. There’s no pleasure at all; it’s just too intense for me. It’s the first time biology has worked against my progress. I was so happy not to have periods because I’m a puppet, but now there’s something even worse than that.

"I-If I cut my tail off... would a new one grow back with scales?..." I stare at my tail. But cut it off? Now? Impossible! I’d pass out before the knife even cut deeply, and if I’m unlucky, it might grow back without any scales at all.

I need a dragon specialist to know what to do, and that can only be my mother, who is a dragon. Now that I’m the Queen, she doesn’t even have the ability to refuse my order for her to come to the castle.

"B-Breathe deeply... Esther is working... s-so I don’t have to go try to work... besides... I can use this, right?" The complex nerve endings in my tail have given me a much better general idea about the bodies of living beings, so I can create certain types of monster puppets that are quite interesting.

’A dragon...’ Not a humanoid dragon, but I think with what I know now, I could try to create a puppet in the form of a giant dragon. It would be my mount.

’...I’ll think about that later...’ I look at my nails. There’s a faint purple sheen running through them; they’re charged. I’ll try to deal with this to stop destroying things.

In the end, it’s really ironic that I never tried to charge my body with electricity, considering I’m a Storm Demon Dragon and should have done this long ago.