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Rokanoss stood tall before Ceylon with his wings spread wide, his black-scaled body looking almost like a silhouette against the evening's setting sun. He was trying to show off his entire form from snout to tip of the tail, because Ceylon had been tasked with finding a few new additions to The Vore House Wilds; Rokanoss the dragon was one of the best candidates. The pair of them - both dragon and gryphon - had flown far north to the cliffside shores of Great Sapphire Lake, that way they would be far away from prying eyes for the inspection.

Not only was he absolutely massive - a dragon in its purest form at a full twenty meters in length or so - but he was exactly the kind of predator the place needed as he was versatile and capable. His size ensured that he could prey upon any others that came to visit the Vore House Wilds, big and small, but he was also willing to do the deed in any of his three holes. He loved oral vore, cock vore, and anal vore, and the latter two were somewhat underrepresented at the Vore House.

The Vore House had just reopened a few months prior, and with it came the grand opening of The Wilds - a massive, open safari zone that encapsulated many biomes and buildings in which vore could occur in a variety of scenarios. The Wilds needed dedicated predators and prey who could really add to the atmosphere, employees and vore actors that made The Wilds a more exciting place for the guests. Since the grounds were massive, a person could theoretically walk from one end to the other without ever encountering a partner to indulge in random vore fantasies; a dragon flying the skies ensured that would almost never be a problem.

So Rokanoss was basically applying for a job as a predator in The Wilds, but he needed to be approved by Ceylon or Foxifly via a full-bodied inspection before he would be given the part.

He was naturally quite confident in his ability to impress and succeed. He had been enjoying what the House had to offer for as long as it had been around so he knew all he needed to know about the way things worked, the expectations that were on him, and the safe word in case he came across prey that wasn't keen on being prey to him.

Still, Ceylon felt the need to lay it all out for the dragon before commencing with the inspection.

"Tell me, Rokanoss, what is the number one rule of The Vore House. What is the one belief we hold above every other and how do we ensure it is a promise we can keep?" Ceylon asked, the gryphon drake sitting tall with his head held high. Even in that position, he barely came up to the dragon's chest, even as Rokanoss was sitting in the same position; there was a significant difference in size between the two of them, a perfect illustration as to why Rokanoss was ideal for the role.

Rokanoss grinned, baring is teeth and lightly growling before answering. "Safety first. Nobody gets hurt at The Vore House. No digestion, no death - obviously - no blood with only a few rare exceptions, and no pain unless the client specifically requests it and even then the no death or digestion rules are paramount." He seemed proud of himself for memorizing the mantra almost word for word. He then realized he still had another fact to convey to answer fully. "And everybody drinks a vore potion before making it past the concierge desk. Predators, prey, guests, and employees alike. Nobody goes in without that safety spell."

Ceylon seemed visibly impressed; his feathers ruffled a bit and fluffed out. "Very, very good. You've done your research, haven't you?"

"No, I just knew the answer. It's plastered on the plaque near the concierge desk and I read it every time I came to visit." He wasn't trying to be humble, which is why it actually made him sound even more confident and self-assured. He knew he answered correctly.

"Impressive, either way." Ceylon complimented. "So tell me, if you swoop down on a delicious-looking guest and they are not interested for any reason, what would they say to you and what would you do?"

"I'd spit them out if they said 'boomwakkadoo', and then I'd say it back to acknowledge that they are not interested in being prey to me. Or at all. It doesn't matter what the reason is."

"Also very impressive." Ceylon said with a nod. "So now I think it's time for the inspection. You seem to know the job fairly well and understand what makes for a lovely predator, now I just have to check you over from head to tail tip, make sure you've got what it takes, physically." He paused to glance up and down the dragon's massive form before nodding in approval. "I'm pretty sure you've got this part covered but I still want to investigate a bit closer. Go ahead, show me what you've got."

A devious, almost predatory grin spread across Rokanoss's face as he leaned down and got to all fours, wings still spread and massive black-scaled body still perfectly silhouetted against the warm hues of the setting sun. He remained in place, staring at Ceylon with his amber eyes before turning around and raising his tail, exposing his slit as his ventral scales parted to reveal his glistening, red tip. With a subtle wag of his haunches, more of his length popped out from his depths one ridge at a time until his uninflated knot lurched out as well with an audible squelch accentuated by the sound of splashing waves on the cliff ahead of him.

Ceylon may not have been the greatest slave to his desires, but the image of such a majestic dragon presenting himself before him was exactly the sort of thing that could make him change his attitude about remaining professional. While he stared at the dragon's cock - which was about the size of his whole torso - he couldn't help but feel a familiar puffiness and moisture under his tail.

With the scene set and both drakes in the mood, Ceylon proceeded with the wordless inspection.

He started by stepping up behind Rokanoss and tapping the dragon on his haunches to encourage the potential hire to lay on his belly. As Rokanoss squatted down on all fours, Ceylon wrapped both of his front legs around his cock - barely touching talons around the other end due to just how big it was - to wrench it around behind as if the drake was knotting a partner.

After carefully placing the dragon's member on the ground behind him, nestling it in between a couple of bushes and boulders, Ceylon stepped over its length in a mounting position with his chest pressed against the bulging knot and his belly resting on the shaft. From that vantage point, his beak was aimed right at the dragon's tail hole, which was pretty much perfect for what he wanted.

The gryphon crawled forth and used Rokanoss's knot lobes for leverage in order to press his beak between the dragon's haunch cheeks, easily parting the ventral scales there to widen and dilate the dragon's tail hole. From there, he reared up and brought both of his front talons to either one of Rokanoss's haunches to spread the flesh apart, further exposing the softness that was his rump mound.

This was exactly the sort of thing Ceylon was looking for in a predator. Soft, tender flesh and an easily expandable hole, two things that Rokanoss seemed to have in ample quality. And furthermore, as Ceylon kneaded and nuzzled and pried and tugged at the dragon's flesh, Rokanoss seemed to be having quite the jolly time! He swayed his hips, occasionally twitched in delight, and rhythmically pulsated his rump end to squeeze Ceylon in return, all things the gryphon loved.

And of course this meant that, even though the anal part of the inspection had already been passed with relative ease, Ceylon wasn't quite done yet. The gryphon hopped up so that his hind paws were pressed down and balancing against the dragon's knot lobes as he leaned into Rokanoss with all his weight, wiggling and nuzzling as best he could to force the soft flesh of the rump scales sliding past his beak and eventually coming to completely engulf his head and neck, stopping only at his shoulders.

Inside, he licked and probed while his talons remained outside, caressing the dragon's rump cheeks. He could feel the inner flesh throbbing and shifting every time a muscle twitched or he gave a tug on the scales with his fingertips, all things that made for a wonderful predator. His bowels were comfortable, roomy, and yet cozy all at once, the walls inviting and soft and malleable.

Ceylon wished to continue, to use his whole body to pleasure the larger dragon through various means of jumping and rocking back and forth, but he couldn't focus too much on the drake's rump, no matter how enjoyable his bowels had shown themselves to be.

With a modicum of reluctance, Ceylon pulled himself out of Rokanoss's backside with a lovely, audible squelch to emphasize his extraction. He kept his hands on either of the dragon's rump cheeks, prying them apart to leave the roomy rump gaped ever so slightly so that he could get a better look. Sadly, the relatively low light of the evening ensured he saw next to nothing, and Rokanoss clenched his bowels soon thereafter, closing himself off once again and returning to his natural state.

Of course, that wasn't the end of the inspection; Ceylon still had two more entrances to investigate and he wasn't going to cut this short by any means. So, naturally, the next step on his journey was waiting right below him, the massive cock that he was perched on as he slipped into the dragon's cozy and tender rump.

The gryphon crawled backwards off Rokanoss's member, sure to drag his own swollen cock between the dragon's knot lobes and eventually have it flop down to the side of his shaft. He also paused to use Rokanoss's flesh to rub his belly, smearing the fur and feathers there as he did so. By the time he was done, he was standing directly behind the dragon's rump as Rokanoss glanced back with that knowing, confident grin of his that showed off all his teeth.

Ceylon considered something kinky, something that would really test Rokanoss's dedication to his craft, but opted not to go that route since he wasn't sure if the dragon would have enjoyed that. The first thing that came to mind was slipping his own cock into Rokanoss's, docking or cock fucking as a prelude to the inevitable cock vore test. However, part of him was concerned that may have been a bit too unprofessional, so he stored the fantasy away and decided to ask Rokanoss about it later.

Rokanoss, however, had grown a bit impatient and eager to see how he was going to be tested next. He clenched his loins - a vascular constriction that made his cock swell and a thick wash of his precum dribble out the tip to soak into the dirt - while shifting in place and keeping a keen eye on the gryphon behind him. He wanted to taste the bird, one way or another, and while his rump had enjoyed a sample he knew his cock was just as eager to swallow.

This was of course more than enough encouragement to get Ceylon to proceed with his inspection. He was going to regardless, but now he knew that Rokanoss was just as eager as he was. Knowing this, he got down low, wrapped his front legs and talons around the dragon's cock tip, and strained as he hoisted the end up to ground level. It was clear that such a large cock was going to be heavy, since cocks were filled and taut with blood and firm because of it.

Once the tip was right at Ceylon's face level and the shaft was leaning against his chest, he emulated much of the same behaviour he had displayed while probing at the drake's rump. He started by burrowing his beak into the dragon's cock hole, a task that proved to require a bit more effort than he had initially expected due to how narrow it was to start. Fortunately for the both of them, Rokanoss's flesh was as malleable in his member as it was in his rump.

Such elasticity allowed Ceylon to slip some fingers into the opening and pry it wide, stretching the flesh so wide that it could have given the dragon's rump a run for its coin. The gryphon was, without much effort at all, able to dilate the hole so that he could fit his head in with room to spare, so he did precisely that, darting his beak in and out to pleasure the dragon in the process.

Although Rokanoss's rump had been quite slick since it produced a bit of its own lubricant, it was nothing like his cock. The precum flowed freely and seeped out beyond Ceylon's beak, some of it slipping down his gullet as he happily swallowed every bit. He writhed and nuzzled deeper and deeper, only to be taken by surprise when he felt the cock flesh constrict inward, starting at his neck and sucking him in deeper!

The dragon's cock was literally trying to swallow him, to suck him in and consume the bird! And, had Ceylon not possessed the power to resist, it would have succeeded! Rokanoss's flesh was both malleable and strong, elastic and yet firm depending on what he wanted, so for most there was little they could do to resist the suction that his cock shaft utilized to swallow!

Ceylon grabbed around the rim of Rokanoss's cock hole and widened it, allowing just enough air in to negate the sensation of suction before tugging his head out - a head that was now messy with precum and feathers in all directions - and pulling away from the cock maw with a chirp and a grin.

Before he could even get to the point of preening himself, Rokanoss leapt to all fours, spun around, and licked the gryphon from head to rump in one go, soaking Ceylon in his saliva and leaving him an utter mess! Then, just as Ceylon was about to protest or to say something, Rokanoss reared up and scooped Ceylon up in his jaws, tossing him in the air and catching him before he had a chance to spread his wings and escape!

In truth, this was always part of the plan. The two of them had discussed what the inspection would entail before leaving The Vore House and coming to the cliffside shore of Great Sapphire Lake. They shared potential scenarios and settings and ways to test out Rokanoss's abilities over the potion the dragon needed to drink before engaging in the lascivious acts that would happen between them. They had even joked about Rokanoss putting on a bit of a show with lingerie but had opted to not go that route before finally settling on what had happened.

Which was exactly why Ceylon didn't resist in the least when Rokanoss gaped his maw wide and swallowed the bird in one simple gulp, his gullet flesh squeezing just enough to force him down without constricting too tight. Ceylon's form didn't even leave a bulge in the dragon's throat, for Rokanoss's scales were quite thick and the gryphon was much smaller than he.

Next came Ceylon's final test. Once he had slid his way down the dragon's gullet - his own cock exposed and sliding down against the soft flesh alongside him - he splayed out with all four limbs, his wings, and his tail to see just how much space there was in the drake's belly before moving on. He was pleased to see that a half dozen of him could have fit with ease, making Rokanoss a perfect candidate for the position he was applying for. He, on a good day, could swoop by overhead and gobble up two dozen average-sized visitors and every one of them would be comfy and cozy inside him.

Perfect. Utter perfection for virtually every use which he could be considered for.

Sure, he was exclusively a predator due to his size and The Vore House - especially The Wilds - had a pretty high demand for versatile members that could act as pred or prey, but he was about as perfect a male predator could be and thus Ceylon had already decided prior to the trip that he was hired.

However, Ceylon had one last thing to do before giving Rokanoss the good news. While curled up inside the dragon's belly, he kneaded and prodded until he found the secondary passage - the one not leading to the throat but to the guts within - and wiggled until he slipped his head and shoulders into it. He crawled and twisted and wormed his way forward, dancing through the drake's bowels one bit at a time until he burst into his large intestine and basically slid out without much further resistance.

His beak pressed against that familiarly tender hole - this time from inside - before Rokanoss's bowels clenched and pushed him out to have him land in a pile of his own gut slime. The first thing Ceylon saw upon emerging from Rokanoss's depths was the dragon with his back arched and rump sealing itself shut, his face grinning that same devious, toothy grin with his still-hard cock swaying between his hind legs.

Another wave crashed against the cliff, silencing Ceylon as he went to give the drake the good news. However, the distraction encouraged the gryphon to maybe test Rokanoss in a few other ways, first. Sure, the dragon was far larger than Ceylon - his cock as big as the avian all its own - but Ceylon mastered transformation magic and could conceivably take anything his heart desired.

The best way to test Rokanoss further was to see if he had the chops to be an intimate partner as well as a voracious one. He did, after all, pass the inspection with a nearly flawless score. It was clear he had everything a delicious morsel could want.