The woman stood in front of a mirror admiring her reflection. She had a white dragon on her left arm and a small one on her right. Her skin was flawless and smooth, with no blemishes or imperfections. She closed her

The woman stood in front of a mirror, admiring her reflection. She was wearing a white dragon on her left arm and a small white dragon on her right. Her skin was flawless and smooth, with no blemishes or imperfections. She looked at herself in the mirror, admiring the curves of her body and the softness of her skin. Suddenly, she heard a faint sound coming from behind her. She turned around to see a little white dragon standing there, staring at her with its piercing eyes. The woman smiled and reached out to touch the dragon's head, feeling its soft scales under her fingers. As she did so, she felt an intense sensation wash over her body - it was as if all of the worries and stresses of everyday life had melted away into nothingness. The woman closed her eyes and let out a contented sigh as she continued to caress the little dragon's scales with gentle fingers. In that moment, everything else seemed to fade away - there was only this moment of pure bliss and tranquility...