Let You Be The Queen!
The poor girl, with her cherubic face, plump little arms, and rounded calves, seemed an unlikely target for such cruel intentions. Who could harbor malice toward such an innocent, particularly one with a small, rounded belly? Surely not a creature as grotesque as the servants suggested, deeming her unsightly. The dragon, accustomed to the beauty of human girls akin to those depicted in the opulent portraits adorning his study, found the transformation of his maids into what he termed 'pig girls' utterly intolerable. It was a degradation far worse than any act of treachery; it was a personal affront to his taste and authority.
In his opulent manor, where only a handful of maids served, the notion that someone would dare distort their appearances was more than he could bear. The very thought of someone being responsible for such a deed was enough to incite his wrath, better they remain unknown, for their safety depended on it.