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Vel'Gahrus gave himself the day off. The dragon was a bit of a workaholic due to loving his job, but even he needed some time off every now and then. His business - the ademane orchard known as The Nectar Squeeze - was booming thanks to his partnership with The Vore House, so he was able to hire staff that could work in his stead rather than having to be onsite at all times.

He could have gone home for the day, he could have headed out to the Near and Dear - an adults-only establishment in Central Klyneth - or he could have gone out for dinner, but instead chose to just head across the road to The Vore House. Since he had a business partnership with the owners of that establishment, Leera and Yetzer basically gave him free access to their services at any time. This meant he could utilize either of their two main services without having to pay, which included The Manor and The Wilds, both of which were a lot of fun though he preferred The Wilds.

The Manor was a more traditional, old-school styled vore-themed brothel. The Manor - which was built like a castle - had two dozen different themed rooms modeled after various environments and kinky scenarios ranging from laboratories and medical facilities to caves and jungles. To enjoy these custom rooms and scenarios, one could make an appointment and be serviced in any way they wish, usually involving sex and vore resulting in an overnight stay in a predator's belly.

The Wilds, on the other hand, were a bit more open and relatively lacking in structure. The Vore House property included a massive open safari zone specifically cultivated to represent all sorts of biomes with similarly themed buildings strewn throughout. There were temples and a tribal village in the jungle area, a small town in the foothills of the plains region, some tiki huts on the beach surrounding the lake, cabins in the wooded region, and other similarly themed locales, all of which were open to the guests to visit at any time.

Such an attraction, which was equal parts safari and theme park, allowed guests to roam at will, seeking out predators and prey at their own discretion to make their own fun. The House hired both predators and prey to fill roles, ensuring the guests had a fun time no matter what position they sought.

Vel preferred the Wilds. Sure, the Manor's scenes and roleplays were usually better catered to one's own requirements and custom built to their creative desires, but the thrill of the unknown in The Wilds was far more engaging and really brought out that sensation of being prey - his chosen role.

After crossing the bridge over the road that both The Nectar Squeeze and The Vore House resided upon, Vel had to walk through the small marketplace of vendors that had cropped up over since The House's grand reopening. Mostly just trinket sales and food-themed knicknacks that worked in conjunction with The Vore House. Vel had no interest in these, so he continued down the walkway and through the bush towards his destination. There were others going to and fro, but he didn't pay much attention to them; the day was still young and he had a belly to fill.

The dragon sauntered up to the front of the manner with a grin upon his face and confidence in his heart, a lovely paradigm shift compared to what he was like just a few years prior. He wasn't always the self-confident, brash dragon that he had become. In his young adult days he found himself often reserved and quiet, bashful and a little shy, but that all changed soon after The Vore House opened and he found that not only was he not alone in his desires, but that vore as a fetish was quite common!

Now, he had no problem speaking with confidence, asking for exactly what he wanted, and taking control of a situation. He was still subby as could be, though. No matter how self-assured he had grown, he always ended up on the bottom of any pile, on the receiving end of any cock, or in the belly of any predator. That was how he liked it, though 'subby' wasn't really the proper term. It was how most described him, but he was more of a bottom, or prey. Filled the submissive role without submitting any of his control. No matter what happened, he was always in as much control as he desired.

His path from the front door to the Wilds was a quick and hassle free one, since he basically had an all-access pass to every room in the building. He walked up to the concierge desk, asked for a vore potion from Theodit, drank it, and strolled on past out the back and through the courtyard before showing his pass to the gatekeeper, skipping the line to access The Wilds. There, he saw the sign that politely requested he deposit his clothes for safe keeping with the mantra 'fabric on flesh makes for a frictiony meal; please consider enjoying the nude while in The Wilds', so he happily obliged.

Upon crossing the drawbridge, he found himself looking down at the entirety of The Wilds. From his vantage point and aimed east, the hilly region made its way into a valley that slipped between the northern, temperate mountains and the southern, jungle hills. On the far end, farthest east, was the lake, beaches, and island village. He didn't want any of that, though; he knew where he was going.

This early in the morning, a certain naga he knew would be hiding right where the grasslands, savannah, jungle, and forest all met, right at the entrance to the valley. Vel was one of the few who actually got along well with this particular naga, since Vel liked being coiled and constricted a bit harder than the average vore tourist. The naga he sought was known to be rougher than the other preds.

Knowing this, he sauntered down the zig-zagging path towards the basin, ignoring the dozens of others he passed. Sure, he waved and smiled at them to show he wasn't being rude or ignorant towards the guests that came to visit, but he was on a mission and didn't want to waste time. Because of this, it took him only half an hour or so to hop down the pathway and finally reach his destination.

There was actually a pathway leading from the base of the hilly grassland to a bridge that linked it to the Savannah region. Once he arrived, he sat on a nearby bench and waited. He knew what was coming next, or so he thought.

Minutes passed before he heard a familiar hissing. He was expecting to turn around to see the naga in a striking pose which would be followed up almost immediately by the image of a snake's gullet filling his field of vision and wrapping around his face. What he got instead was an image of the naga coiled up with a smile on his face, slowly shaking his head. He was in pure snake form, so no arms or torso to be seen, just a head and a very long body tipped with a prehensile tail. The snake's coloration was that of golden yellow with brown spots down his back.

"Again, Vel?" He chastised. "This is the third time this week."

"What? You act like I'm not a good snack to start the day or something, Yetzer!" Vel countered as he leaned over the backrest of the bench. "It's not like you've got any other meals lining up this time of day, do you?" He grinned and stuck his tongue out, sure of himself.

Yetzer - once one of the owners of The Vore House but now just an attraction in The Wilds - was known to be a bit rougher and a bit more aggressive with his prey than most, which had led to many people avoiding him. He had such a history of roughness and borderline violence that Leera and Foxifly had to incorporate a safe word into all of the Vore House activities in order to let him know when he was going over the line. That safe word was BoomWakkaDoo, which was a mouthful to spit out when being coiled by a powerful naga.

Still, Vel'Gahrus liked how rough he got because he knew it was just him letting go and enjoying his base instincts. The Vore House had a very strict set of rules about safety for pred and prey, which was why everyone had to have a vial of vore potion before setting foot in The Wilds. As long as Vel knew and understood what he was in for each time, he didn't mind the roughness, especially if it was by a strong, male naga that had two cocks for him and a ravenous belly to deposit the dragon.

"I suppose you're right." Yetzer sighed as he uncoiled and slithered over to Vel's bench. "But why do you have to come so early in the day to meet me here? Why can't you wait until dusk when we do the sacrifice in the temple? You know I'd pick you out of the crowd if you were there." As he spoke, he did so with a bit of a hissp (like a lisp but for snake-types) while sliding over Vel's lap, menacingly. He had a hard time turning off his more aggressive predator instincts, especially the ones that urged him to toy with his prey before enjoying a meal.

The silken sensation of snake scales slithering over his lap coaxed an erection from Vel almost instantly, but he still spoke as if he was being completely reserved. "I wouldn't want to steal that from anyone, you know. People line up for that ceremony and it's really the only attention you get; I wouldn't want to steal that slot from anyone. Plus I don't like sharing belly space. I prefer being in there myself, and this is the best way to ensure that, if I'm the only one who finds you." He stroked Yetzer's body as the naga continued to slide over his thighs.

Yetzer continued to shift his body, folding coil after coil onto Vel's lap to pin the dragon down before grabbing both of his wrists with one coil each and pulling him down off the bench. The snake's form had remarkable control, essentially treating his entire body as prehensile. "Alright, if you must. Come on, let's make it quick."

"You don't have to make it quick, you know." Vel countered as he obeyed the snake's commands by allowing Yetzer's body to tug him to the side where some ferns from the jungle mingled with the underbrush of the forest. There, he got propped up on a series of snake loops so that he was sitting on Yetzer like a throne, legs spread, tail lost to snake coils beneath him, and cock fully erect and dripping onto his belly. He thought he knew what was coming next but got a bit of a surprise once more.

The snake positioned his body partially behind Vel while his head hovered over the dragon's lap. He slowly opened his maw and flicked his tongue a few times to brush by Vel's cock tip, each tickle coaxing a full-bodied flex from the dragon. After a few flicks, Yetzer's maw opened and a slimy drop of saliva fell onto Vel's cock tip before dribbling down to his ballsack.

"Wait, hold up a bit." Vel protested while covering himself. "You know that's usually not how this happens. I mean, you know I'm a bottom."

Yetzer just hissed and kissed Vel's cock tip with a closed maw only to slip his tongue out and caress the dragon's glans underneath the foreskin. After pulling away, with a tongue inundated with precum, he grinned. "Then ssshut up and let me dominate you. No reason you can't enjoy yourself a bit before I have my fun with you." Without even waiting for Vel to counter with his response - he knew the safe word and would do whatever he wanted unless it was uttered by his prey - he gaped his maw once more and lowered his head to Vel's crotch.

The dragon watched as the snake's maw wrapped around his member, those fleshy gums and all six rows of sharp, needlepoint teeth all missing his shaft as the soft walls closed around him. He was quickly surprised to feel how tight it felt inside the naga's maw, since snake flesh was stretchy, Yetzer was especially malleable, and a snake's jaw is wide and massive compared to the rest of its skull.

He was shown why it felt so tight as Yetzer opened his maw and yet his cock remained wrapped in snake flesh! Yetzer had strategically angled his maw so that Vel's member slid into his tongue-slit - also known as the glottis - which directly applied pressure to the underside of his shaft as the snake's forked tongue flicked in and out, tickling the dragon's balls.

This alone was almost enough to drive Vel to orgasm, but he wasn't prepared to finish that soon; he enjoyed a brisk meal with a friend, but he was not prepared to lose himself to pleasure on the first act of the morning. And yet, Yetzer seemed to be actively moving the scene forward by shifting each coil of his body under Vel's rump all at once until his twin cocks poked up from between Vel's legs.

"Oh, hello. Got a treat for me, Yetz?" Vel joked as he reached down and stroked each cock with one hand, fully occupying both arms in the process. He got so distracted by the act of pleasuring his naga partner that he barely noticed the snake's head hovering behind him.

Yetzer kept undulating his body in distinct, repeating waves, each motion ending with a thrust that slid his twin cocks between Vel's thighs, effectively using the dragon's legs for masturbation. Of course, Vel reciprocated by clenching his legs together and stroking the snake's twin cocks, one with each hand. All in all, he was completely enraptured in the situation, which Yetzer took advantage of.

The snake's many coils spread apart and widened to ensnare the dragon's legs, coiling around him and holding him in place while his cocks remained squeezed between Vel's legs. Part of his body folded and wrapped around Vel's chest only to have another coil do the same from the other side. Once he had full control of his submissive prey, he shifted his body so that one of his cocks began prodding at Vel's tail hole, kneading the flesh until the ridged, rippled tip wormed its way in.

To nobody's surprise, Vel grabbed the other cock with what little self-control he still had after being wrapped up in snake body to squeeze that second cock in with the first. When Yetzer realized this and caught an opportunity, he thrust as hard as he could with every scale of his well-muscled body to plunge both members into the dragon's tail hole accompanied by a wet squelch as his lubricant sputtered out from the little gaps that formed between the two shafts.

All the while, Yetzer kept up the undulating that massaged every bit of Vel's body as his cocks pumped in and out with a silken motion only possible by a snake. However, as he did this, he hovered above Vel's unaware head with his maw open and dripping saliva onto the dragon's neck, shoulders, and back, all six rows of curved teeth ready to clamp down on his meal's upper body.

Vel actually did notice this as he leaned back through his barely-cracked eyes. Yet, despite being on the business end of a snake's gaping maw, he was too engrossed in the tight constrictions and rhythmic thrusting of the snake's body pumping itself around and into him all at once. AS per their usual act, he was supposed to fake not wanting to be the snake's meal, but they were already well past that point.

In fact, he simply smiled and leaned up to nuzzle as Yetzer's gullet descended onto him, smothering his entire snout and head while the glorious squelching of snake cocks in his tail hole continued to emanate from beneath him. Not only did he lean into Yetzer's gullet with aplomb, he actually twisted his neck so that his nose would deliberately guide him deeper down the snake's throat.

Yetzer may have preferred unwilling prey - or at least a meal that made him work for it - but he wasn't against a lovely treat from time to time and Vel was exact that. Given the ease that came with gulping down the dragon, he had no problems when it came time to twist and wrap his cheek muscles around Vel's shoulders, thus resulting in a hilariously distended look as his body went from sleek to oddly shaped.

This was not a distraction for either party. Vel continued to nuzzle and cry out in delight as the snake's throat flesh continued to smother him and hold him in place, Yetzer's natural lubricating fluids seeping into his nostrils in the process. That was a key element to the vore potion, making this sort of consumption safe. Not only could he 'breathe' inside Yetzer's throat, the thickness of the fluid permeating his lungs put him in a hypersensitive, partially lucid state that amplified all he felt.

And that was what triggered the last of his reserves. The throat flesh wrapped tight around his upper body, the softness of Yetzer's scaled coils constricting him, and the twin cocks pumping snake seed deep into his tail hole all worked in unison to coax the first of a long-lasting series of body shaking climaxes out of the dragon.

Vel not only grunted and shuddered in delight as his members shot gob after gob of seed onto his belly and Yetzer's scales, but the perpetually relentless assault on his senses kept him in that state, shuddering into Yeter's maw and clenching around the snake's cock for the entire duration of the meal.

And this kept up, intensifying just a little bit every time Yetzer gaped his maw and slid his gullet a little further down Vel's torso. Then again when he finally wrapped his upper jaw around Vel's midsection, sealing the dragon's cock in the snake's maw while still being careful to not snag the shaft on any of those rows of teeth.

In one fluid motion, Yetzer hoisted Vel upside down so that the dragon's legs were up in the air and he was facing down the snake's body from within. Doing this yanked his cocks out of Vel's tail hole with a glorious splash of serpent cum that only served to further lubricate Yetzer's own maw in the process. By loosening his jaws, gaping his gullet open, and relaxing every muscle in his body, Yetzer was able to basically let Vel's body drop into his belly using only the assistance of gravity and his saliva-coated throat flesh.

The moment he felt Vel's hips pass beyond his cheek muscles, Yetzer closed his maw around the dragon's legs and tail, twisted his neck to force him down faster, and belched once before yawning to realign his jaw, tail tip and toes still sticking out.

At that exact moment, a pair of other visitors in The Wilds stepped up to him, acting afraid as though they didn't want to get eaten. Yetzer, adhering to his agreement with Vel, hissed at the guests and slithered away into the nearby jungle, Vel-shaped bulge pressing out against his throat scales.

Inside, Vel could feel the passing of every feature of the ground as Yetzer slithered away, but was mostly protected by the layer of muscle and belly scales that separated him from the outside world. This was where he'd spend much of his morning, until Yetzer spit him back out and prepared himself for his evening shift in the Temple of the Wilds.

Not like he was complaining. There were few things warmer and comfier than the hot-fleshed belly of a snake that had been basking in the early morning sun. This was, of course, a benefit of being a Vore House partner.