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*<Earth-date: July 22nd, 3104; Syra: 398 Solar Days.>

*<Time: 2:14pm>

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A Courting of Beasts

Andy was trapped between the two dragons.

The male, Jurmonir, hovered behind him with a vast, indomitable presence, the heat of the creature's breath ripe on the back of his neck as his long body towered right above his head. He looked back nervously to study those long, lethal looking claws digging into the ground directly behind him, contemplating how easy it would be for him to be crushed or sliced open at the dragon's whim.

After having witnessed the fate of the others first hand however, perhaps such an end would be preferable to whatever the beasts had in store for him.

Melusine, the female dragon, was staring at him with that horrible, hungry stare he'd come to fear. Both times he'd seen her eat a human, she'd had that look on her eyes. Although the creature had three humans in her belly now, Andy was certain that she wouldn't hesitate to gobble him down in a moment's notice.

Andy could see the large swell in the female's gut where her food was digesting. The rounded bulge in those thick scales was horrifying to him, and he could only imagine what was going on right behind them…

There was a rather loud, gurgling sound from the female's stomach at that moment, and the scales along her middle twitched in response to the sound. Andy shuddered.

“Ah, Melusine, always stuffing yourself full and leaving none for me I see?" Jurmonir joked, his chest rumbling in a dragon-like chuckle.

Melusine narrowed her eyes at that and a low growl sounded in her throat. “Last I heard you were going to sleep this one out, Jurmonir," she uttered, snapping her jaws in disgust at his name. “I was going to eat all of them before you showed up and stole two of them."

Jurmonir looked taken aback, his muzzle opening in an expression of shock. “Oh my dear, I've done no such thing!" He exclaimed. “I've only eaten one: a sole human that trespassed in my lair and woke me himself. I had every right to eat him, and if he hadn't wandered right into my snout I might've remained asleep for you to have all your fun."

“Hmm… well in that case I'm glad you ate him," Melusine said, the anger in her voice diminishing somewhat.

“I even toyed with him a bit," The male dragon continued with a smirk. “It was just the sort of thing you would've done."

Melusine raised her head at that, her interest grabbed. “Oh? What did you do?"

“Well… I made him think there was a possibility of getting away if he ran back further into my lair… in the darkness of the cave where he couldn't see."

An evil grin came across the female dragon's face. “Oh, I would've loved to have seen that," she said. “I'm assuming you told him there was an exit?"

“Oh yes, I told him," Jurmonir said, nodding his head. “And well… technically I suppose he made it out of the cave." He mused, looking down at the length of his body. He nosed the scales of his middle before lifting his head back up with a pleased rumble. “One is just enough to sustain me for a long while."

Melusine let out a seductive purr. “Mm…. oh my, that was quite delightful of you," he drawled, licking her scaled lips. “You really are a delightful, handsome beast."

Andy felt his gorge rise at the casual conversation the two beasts were having to each side of him. It was odd that the female dragon could have such a reverse of opinion at the mere mention of humans being eaten. They were speaking about his coworkers as if they were nothing more than snacks… something that revolted him down to his core. He couldn't understand how such beasts could exist. There was eating to survive, that he could understand, but it almost seemed like these two creatures enjoyed it to a level of pure, sadistic pleasure.

Lost as he was in his brief train of thought, Andy nearly jumped out of his skin when the female dragon suddenly locked eyes with him.

“You should show me how well you can tease a human," Melusine suggested, slowly slipping out her tongue to taste the air as her eyes shone with glee. “And you should show me with this one."

Jurmonir looked down at Andy with a smirk of amusement. “This one?"

“What other humans do you see? He's the only one left," Melusine growled, rolling her eyes. “I've already had enough, but I would like to see you toy with this one… surely you can pack another one away in the heavy paunch of yours? A true dragon can have way more than one."

Andy froze in fear as the male dragon turned towards him, seeming to consider the offer for a moment before looking back up, the conversation continuing.

“But I was going to bring this one here for you," Jurmonir grumbled. “I didn't hoist him halfway across our territory just to eat him in a different spot."

A small chuckle escaped Melusine's lips, a sound like deep, rolling thunder. “Oh? And what was your purpose in bringing him to me then, darling?"

“As a gift," Jurmonir answered, “So that you will let me mate with you." The female dragon rumbled with pleasure in response, a reaction that made a smile come across his lips, the tip of his tail twitching.

At that moment Andy chose to bolt. He leapt up from the ground and ran a few steps when he figured the dragons were most distracted, but the female dragon had been prepared for that. He exhaled violently as Melusine's paw closed around his middle, blue scales and sinuous muscle squeezing him hard and lifting him into the air.

He held on to the dragon's digits with his hands while his legs dangled beneath him. He felt the creature's dry skin rubbing at his suit, and he found he could barely breathe in the tight embrace as the beast lifted him with ease. He watched with terror, helpless, as he was brought close to the female's muzzle. The dragoness' nostrils flared right in front of him, taking in his scent before a rush of horrible, meaty air blasted into his face.

“He smells so wonderful," Melusine purred, dragging her tongue slowly across her lips in a tease. She let out a delighted chuckle as the human flinched back, before extending her paw towards the other dragon. “I know exactly how we can use this human. If you toy with him and get me in the mood, I will let you put him inside me."

Jurmonir's eyes lit up with pure delight. “Y-you will?" He asked, tail flickering from side to side now. “But I thought you wanted me to tease him."

Melusine shrugged. “Oh, you will still tease him for me," she said, licking the human in her grasp. “It's been a long while since I've tried it, but I'm sure my body can preserve the little human, as long as you're there to give me some help from time to time."

Andy shuddered at the dragon's lick, crying in desperation and fighting uselessly at the beast's grip. He didn't know what his captors were talking about, but he didn't like the sound of it at all. Preserving him? What did that mean? Either way, he knew from the deep, pleasured rumbles coming from Melusine's breast and the excited look of happiness on Jurmonir's muzzle that it couldn't mean anything good for him.

“Oh… oh I would love to!" Jurmonir exclaimed, in a rather excited fashion that seemed quite abnormal to his usual calm demeanor. “I'll be there for you always Melusine, I promise. There will be nobody else."

Melusine smiled, shaking the human in her grip. “Well then, we haven't made the deal yet," she rumbled. “Peel that suit off the human and show me what you can do."

Jurmonir looked down at Andy, his face taking on his usual expression of dark, foreboding delight. “Oh I will… you can count on me," he said, extending his own paw to gently take the human from his newly acquired mate's grasp.

A rush of air left Andy as he was transferred between dragons. A distant hope in the back of his mind wished that they would drop him and he could escape, but such a wish was foolish. Unfortunately, foolish hope was all he had now…

Jurmonir's grip was surprisingly light, a little more delicate than the other dragon. Andy found that he could breathe comfortably in the male's paw, though he found no reassurance in his predicament. He raised his hands and shuddered as the dragon lifted him up, pressing that large, intimidating muzzle gently into his chest. As the beast spoke he could feel the heat and smell the meaty stench of the predator's maw.

“Don't be scared human, you've been given an opportunity to live for quite a bit longer," Jurmonir purred. He sat back on his haunches and lifted his other paw, holding Andy out in front of him and expertly slipping his claw into the back of the man's suit. “I was expecting my mate to eat you, but it seems we've both received good fortune."

Andy couldn't disagree with the dragon more as he felt the creature's claw poke the back of his neck. He winced at the sharp touch and closed his eyes, shuddering as the claw trailed down his skin and slipped under the fabric of the suit. With a careful descent, the pointed talon dragged down his back and yanked the suit downwards. The latex material stretched across his chest and was uncomfortably tight for several long seconds before the claw pierced the material and ripped a straight line all the way down his back.

“W-What are you going to do with me?" Andy managed to say, his fear rising as the dragon turned him sideways and nimbly grabbed the ripped material, pulling it off his arm before turning him around to work on the other side.

Jurmonir chuckled as he peeled the suit off his prize. “Oh, it's not so much what I'm going to do with you, as it is HER," he said, nodding in Melusine's direction. “You're going to help me get her in the mood for sex, and then we're both going to have a very long evening of pleasure together… all of us joined together." He licked his lips and gently switched the human to his other paw, holding him high to slip a claw up, hook it into the suit, and yank downwards, pulling the rest of it off and dropping it to the grassy ground.

Andy looked down in horror as the suit fell to the ground, leaving him naked and feeling all the more vulnerable in the dragon's grasp. “No, please… just let me go, I'll do anything you say, just let me go," he stammered, raising his hands and looking away as he was brought back towards the dragon's maw.

“Oh I think not," Jurmonir stated, inhaling as he breathed in the scent of the human. “I think, oh… you still smell enticing without the suit. Do you still have that scent on you, or is it something else?" He let out a curious rumble before slipping his tongue from his lips and slowly dragging his moist muscle across the human's face. He flashed his fangs in a grin as the man flinched, happily purring as the pleasant taste trickled towards the back of his throat. “Mm… perhaps, but I think I'm going to need a more thorough examination."

Andy lifted a hand to touch the warm, sticky saliva covering his cheek. Although he did his best to rub the horrible slime away, his efforts only seemed to make it worse. Reptilian drool matted to the palm of his hand as he lifted it away and stuck it between his fingers. He opened his mouth to spit, only to have the creature's taste invade his tongue.

“Stop… please, don't," Andy stuttered. His words only seemed to excite the creatures more, as he heard a nearly identical rumble of delight from both behind and from his front.

“There's going to be no stopping, so why don't you just keep quiet," Jurmonir said with a smirk. “Unless you would like to take the same trip all of your friends have? Do you want to be swallowed whole?"

“N-no…"

Jurmonir tilted his head as he considered how to tease the human further. “What did you just say?"

“L-let me go…"

“You're not listening, human," Jurmonir growled. “I told you not to beg anymore. You're under our control now; you're in OUR territory." He lifted the human high and slipped his tongue up between the human's legs, gently licking the inside of the man's thighs before carefully prodding upwards and sliding the forked tip up Andy's testicles and limp cock.

Andy pushed at the dragon's paw and uselessly kicked his legs as he watched the beast's muzzle position underneath him. He saw the tongue come out in a flash of red slime, and he could feel the heat of breath prickle his skin. As the reptile's tongue touched his balls he let out a cry of fear, his fingers squeezing the dragon's scales and his eyes shutting tight.

The dragon's tongue was smooth and gentle, pressing into his groin and lifting up his package before sliding upwards to his cock. He held his breath as the creature molested him and tasted his most intimate area, an act he found revolting after seeing that same muscle push so many people towards the back of Meulsine's throat to be swallowed.

When the dragon's tongue left him, that same, sticky warmth covered his thighs and loins, and there was nothing he could do to rid himself of the sensation.

Melusine, after being silent while watching the show, rumbled with pleasure at the sight and opened her mouth to speak. “Mm, excellent Jurmonir… I'm loving every moment of this," she said. “But, I think more of his body needs to be covered, wouldn't you agree?"

“I was just getting to that my dear," the male dragon answered, licking his lips to savor the human's intimate taste. “That was only a small sample."

Andy shivered as he was brought in close, the dragon's maw hovering right in front of his face.

“You've had a few good looks at Melusine's mouth, but I don't think you've had the privilege of mine quite yet, have you?" Jurmonir inquired.

Andy was frozen with fear, barely daring to move as he sensed with grim apprehension what was going to happen next. When the dragon shook him lightly, he let out a soft whimper. “N-no, not yet."

“Well then… I think it's only fair that I give myself a turn, don't you think?" Jurmonir said with a smile. “Once you're in my mouth, do try your best to stay near the front. I've been told to tease you, but once I have food in there I might not be able to help myself."

After the dragon finished speaking, Andy was hoisted high into the air. He hovered over the creature's head, his legs dangling towards his captor's scaled lips. Although he was quite certain Jurmonir didn't mean to actually eat him, the fear of becoming food for this sentient animal gave rise to his most primal fears. He felt like a rabbit caught in the jaws of a trap; or a mouse, constricted within a serpent's coils. Despite the uselessness of struggling he suddenly began to wriggle and beat at the dragon's paw with as much strength as he could muster, as the deep, buried fear of becoming prey, numbed over the years of comfort and safety, crashed through his being in a wave of desperate energy.

The dragon's mouth opened underneath him, revealing a darkened cavern of red flesh, lined with fangs and sloping downwards towards the black pit of the creature's throat. As the beast's jaws slowly parted and light began to trickle in, he could see more and more of his eventual destination. Thick drool trailed between the creature's palate and tongue, and he could feel the hot, stale breath on the bottom of his feet.

And then the paw suddenly allowed him to fall.

He didn't scream. Andy never found the time to release his breath once he began his descent. There was a moment of weightlessness where a jolt of fright ran through his body, and in a matter of moments he was traveling down, his feet missing the beast's fangs by a matter of inches and slipping down the dragon's tongue. Hot air and darkness surrounded him as he fell, and he felt the creature's slimy muscle on the back of his body. He saw the fangs pass over his vision, followed by the ribbed flesh of the dragon's palate. When he impacted the back of the dragon's mouth, the throat opened around him reflexively, swallowing him up to his waist and encasing the bottom half of his body in a horribly hot tube of mucus-covered flesh.

It was then that he tried to scream, just as those jaws closed around him and sealed him in darkness.

The dragon's palate slammed into his chest and head as those jaws came together with a meaty 'clack.' The outside world vanished in an instant as he was sealed between the spongy roof of the predator's palate and the slimy tongue below. He couldn't move a single inch inside the reptile's mouth. His head was smooshed sideways while his arms were twisted at an uncomfortable angle as thick, goopy saliva bubbled and trickled over every inch of his naked skin. He felt the creature's tongue twitch under his buttocks, pressing his cock up against the ribbed tissue along the roof of the reptile's mouth. He kicked around in the beginnings of Jurmonir's esophagus in his initial, frightened state, but he soon forced himself to stop as the motions caused the throat to involuntarily swallow him a bit more, the muscle pulsing around his body and sucking him in a few inches deeper.

All around him, the humid air of the dragon's breath overwhelmed his senses. He could hardly take in a single breath without gagging on the hot stench, but he couldn't hold his breath forever. Even as the ache in his lungs began to force him to suck in another breath he did his best to hold it back, not wanting to go through that experience again.

And then, as the beast held him, a large growl began to sound around him. The flesh encasing his naked skin began to vibrate around him, especially the slimy tube clenching at his lower half. Thick saliva mixed with mucus and digestive juices began to tickle the bottom of his feet, making his ankles and toenails tingle. As the growl began to subside and the vibrations stopped, he was only allowed a moment's respite before the mouth slowly opened, casting a pale light into the darkness of his prison.

He let out a moan as he was pushed out from the beast's throat and into the middle of the tongue. Although he could feel the fresh air seeping in from the outside and dim light trickling in through the rows of assorted fangs, he found no hope in it. The saliva covering his skin masked the cool touch of the outside, and he could barely open his eyes more than a crack.

He turned himself onto his stomach and began to crawl forwards, reaching for the outside just as the tongue lifted and slammed him into the palate, stunning back into submission. He felt a throb of pain in his head for a few moments before it finally subsided, allowing him to lift his head up and stare out into the glowing eyes of Melusine as they peered in to study him.

“Mm, how delightful Jurmonir," Melusine cooed, her eyes widening with delight as they studied the miserable, disoriented human within the other dragon's jaws. “How does he taste?"

Jurmonir smirked and slowly lifted his tongue, pushing the human up to his palate once more and sliding the length of his slimy muscle across his prey before letting the human fall back down. “He tastes exactly like Hale… so soft and salty…"

Andy winced and closed his eyes as the dragon spoke around him. The beast's jaws and tongue moved underneath him as they formed the muffled words, describing exactly how this predator thought he… tasted. He shuddered and laid his cheek on the dragon's tongue, waiting for it to be over.

Melusine growled with approval. “And what do you want to do with him?"

“I want to give him to you," Jurmonir answered, toying with his prize by opening his maw and wiggling his tongue. “I want you to have him so I can – “

“What do you really want to do with him?" Melusine pried, slowly prowling forwards and licking under Jurmonir's chin. “If I wasn't here… what does every instinct within yourself tell you to do?"

Jurmonir looked at her inquisitively. “If you weren't here, I would eat this human," he answered. “But since you are, I don't understand the purpose of this question."

“Then swallow him."

Both Jurmonir and Andy looked up in surprise, simultaneously. “What?"

“Swallow him," Melusine repeated, running her tongue up from the base of the male's neckscales up to his throat. “I want to watch you gulp him down, and then we'll see just how good you are at teasing little humans with the fate of becoming one with us."

Jurmonir frowned. “But then how will we…"

“Oh we'll still do that," Melusine answered, sitting back on her haunches and waiting. “If you manage to do exactly as I say. Do this for me, and we'll mate right here, right now, after it's over." She leaned in close and whispered in the other dragon's ear. “Do this for me, and my sex will be dripping with heat from the sight of it."

Jurmonir purred loudly at the dragonesses' words while Andy stared out from those fangs in utter disbelief and horror.

“No!" Andy cried, finding a surge of energy as he bolted forwards and tried to leap out from the dragon's jaws. The rows of teeth slammed shut in front of him and the flesh encased him once more, preventing any means of escape. He let out a whimper as he felt his environment tilt upwards, slowly moving upwards until he began to slide down the creature's tongue…

Desperately, Andy began to reach out for anything to grab onto. His fingers brushed against the dragon's fangs and flesh, finding no purchase to save him from the fall as saliva made it impossible to get a good grip. He fell back into the familiar, uncomfortable warmth, the front of his body sliding down the slimy flesh before his legs sank into the soft tissue of the dragon's throat. He froze in that moment, shaking with fear and horror as the throat held him in place, the stench of meaty breath and rot filling his lungs.

The dragon's mouth opened once again, remaining completely vertical to give him one last look up at the sky. This was how he saw Melusine swallow the pilot… opening up her throat and closing her eyes as she swallowed the poor man down…

He screamed in terror at the realization, before the throat underneath him opened up and the dragon swallowed him down in a single gulp.

He fell into the expanse of the dragon's esophagus easily as the sound of the dragon's swallow reverberated all around him. With that same, expert contracting of muscles that had condemned Hale to the same fate, he was gulped down and pulled into Jurmonir's neck. When the throat relaxed again they squeezed and held his arms, the flesh and slime squeezing him powerfully from all sides. He exhaled forcefully at the strength of muscle constricting him. Then, the beast swallowed again, and he slipped into a long, hot tube of undulating muscle and sickening juices.

The pressure and heat around him was immense as he slid downwards slowly, inch by inch, the thick muscles squeezing and pushing him down the tight tube towards the dragon's belly. His skin began to tingle as he was dragged down, and he soon began to gag at the steadily growing, acidic stench that filled his nostrils. Although he had no measure of reference he knew he was growing close to the reptile's body, as he felt his legs slide just to the right to follow the curve of Jurmonir's neck, leading to the cleft right before the torso.

He felt the dragon swallow again, though it was a distant sensation now. The esophagus contracted around him at the motion, knocking the wind from him and forcing him to desperately suck in the nauseating air of digestive juices. As he passed from the dragon's neck he felt his legs constricted in a circular nub of flesh. He was worked past the beast's ribcage, the bone and muscle widening with a mild grunt from the predator that held him before he moved downwards into the male's gut. It was then that he realized, through a sudden gasp of fear, that his legs were now being pushed into the reptile's stomach.

He fought with all his might to pull himself back up, but it was no use. His waist slipped through the opening and he was forced to step down into a moist pocket of wet flesh. He felt his ankle submerge into about an inch of slime and goop that made his skin tingle with uncomfortable potency. The stench of the creature's gut filled his senses as he clawed at the flesh pulling him down. He opened his mouth to scream but found his mouth filled with the flesh of the creature. As blackness began to set in and he lurched downward into the dragon's tummy, he silently cursed whoever had done this to him, and wished that whoever was responsible would soon suffer the same fate…

And then, without warning his environment suddenly tilted and he was yanked back upwards as the stomach clenched around his feet and shoved him back into the dragon's neck.

At a speed nearly three times as fast as his descent, Andy shot back up the esophagus, those same muscles that had pulled him down clenching and widening around him to shove him back towards the outside world. He slid up and rubbed along the slimy flesh once more, completely unaware of what could possibly be happening. He was confused and disoriented as he was pressed from all sides by the same flesh he was sure he would become apart of, thinking for sure the dragon was going to let him stew in the depths of his gut just as Hale had.

However, after a few more squeezes and a single, powerful hack from the big dragon, he shot out from the back of the dragon's mouth and onto the grass at Jurmonir's feet.

Andy didn't move for a long minute. He lay in a pool of slime and saliva in the grass between the two dragons, barely moving as steam arose from the hot liquids to trickle through the air. Once his vision began to clear he turned on his side and coughed to spit out the liquids in his mouth, only succeeding to make some dribble down his chin and cheeks. He sucked in a gracious breath as soon as his airways cleared, grateful for the clean air. He was alive…

But for how long he couldn't be sure.

Jurmonir coughed a bit himself and licked his lips. He opened his jaws to speak but a rumbling belch came out, making his chest vibrate and forcing him to try once more. “Oh, well that was unexpected," he said in a grumbling tone. “I've never tried to cough my food back up before."

“And yet you did a wonderful job," Melusine interrupted, bending her head down to sniff at the human on the ground. “I don't think you could've scared our little toy more. This pleases me greatly."

“Oh yes?" Jurmonir answered with a smile, his tail twitching happily behind him. “Does this mean we can mate now?"

“Yes we can," Melusine said, growling with a mild suggestion of lust. “I don't think I could deny you any longer if I wanted. The effect this season is having on me is…" She paused and shuddered, her long, serpentine body shaking with eagerness. “… is much more paramount than the last it seems."

Jurmonir nodded his head as a flash of excitement came across his features. “Wonderful," he rumbled at her. “I'll be sure to give you a plentiful, healthy group of hatchlings my dear." He stepped around the human and circled to her side, rubbing his head against the dragoness' chin and licking along the scales of her neck.

Melusine rumbled back at her mate and closed her eyes, leaning into the affections. “If that turns out to be true, I'll be a very lucky dragoness indeed."

“Nonsense, I'll be the lucky one for being given such an opportunity," Jurmonir replied. “And I've never used a human as a toy while mating before." He said with a lustful growl, looking down at the limp human on the ground. “This is going to be fun."

Andy was just beginning to stir as the two dragons finished their conversation. His vision cleared as he rolled over onto his back, shuddering at the shadow of the two, massive beasts standing over him. His heart hammered in his chest as they both regarded him with their fearsome gazes.

“W-what are you going to do now?" Andy asked, though he didn't think he wanted to know the answer.

“We're going to let you join in on our fun, little human," Melusine purred. “You'll be spared the privilege of becoming our food, unlike your friends, and be given a much higher honor. One that will let you live for a much longer period of time, if you behave yourself."

“Y-you'll let me live?" Andy inquired.

“For now, yes, but only if you do your best to please us," Melusine continued, licking around her chops. “If I get that same, whimpering man I teased when I first swallowed your friend in front of you, then I'm just going to eat you and be done with it. Am I understood?"

Andy nodded his head vigorously. “Yes, j-just please, don't eat me, I'll do anything."

“Good," Melusine said, before nuzzling the male dragon next to her. “Shall we get started?"

Jurmonir smiled and licked her cheek. “However you want to, my dear."

“Well, I think I know exactly how to begin," Melusine growled. She prowled forward towards the human and sniffed, wrinkling her nose in disgust before grinning menacingly. “Our first course of action will see just how willing our human really is."

She lifted her head at the male dragon and winked. “And of course, to get you all prepared for what's to come. Lie on your back and spread those legs of yours my powerful beast…"

Jurmonir didn't need to be told twice. He rolled over onto his side like an obedient dog, flumping over onto the soft grass and waiting expectantly for his partner to give further orders. The motion startled Andy on the ground, who jumped in surprise at the heavy impact before looking up at the female dragon hovering above.

“You're going to help me get this big, strong male dragon hard, little human," Melusine cooed. “Despite your size, I think you'll do a good job as long as you tickle him in the right spots."

Andy shuddered in horror at the thought. “C-can I not jus – AHH!"

Melusine leaned towards the human and casually curled her tongue around it, sucking him into her maw and closing her jaws around him. Her eyes glowed with amusement as she suckled on the tiny morsel's body. Despite having gulped down three of the delicious creatures already, the renewed struggles in the center of her palate gave her the briefest moment of temptation to eat Andy as well…

But, she supposed, flicking her tail and moving towards the sprawled male: there was a much more immediate appetite this human was going to satisfy.

Melusine locked eyes with the male dragon as she padded forwards. She stopped at Jurmonir's haunches and let out a little growl, motioning with her snout to get her partner to open up his hind legs.

Unable to contain a shudder of excitement, Jurmonir obeyed. He rolled over onto his back and opened up his hind legs, revealing his most intimate areas for the dragoness to look at. He blushed a little as he realized he was already showing a little bit of red in his excitement: the tip of his cock poking gently out from the folds of his slit and glistening wetly in the air.

Melusine smirked at the sight, an action that she hoped wasn't misinterpreted as dissatisfaction. It was quite the opposite really: the male was quite impressive underneath the tail. Her eyes trailed over his haunches, beginning at the base of the male's tail and up the lighter-green scales to the pink, puckered opening of his tailhole. She growled with pleasure as she moved her gaze upwards to find the male's cock already poking free of its home. Although to the untrained eye it would be impossible to tell at this moment, from her experience she could already tell this male was going to be quite the impressive specimen indeed.

She couldn't wait to get started.

With a smile, Melisine brought her muzzle down and opened her mouth, depositing the human right on the male dragon's slit.

Jurmonir let out a gasp at the impact of a human on his vent. He stared for a moment, surprised, before he narrowed his eyes with a growl and felt a tingle of arousal spread through his loins. His toes curled with delight as the human stirred, his tiny limbs unknowingly tickling his most sensitive scales and causing his cock to swell out from his depths another inch.

As Andy wiped the drool from his face, it took him a moment to realize where he was. He spread out on the odd surface of soft scales, wondering why he still felt so much heat across the length of his body once the beast had spat him out. His gaze lifted upwards to find Jurmonir staring down at him with that same, unnerving gaze, and a thick tip of red flesh blocking most of his vision…

He froze in that moment and looked to the left and right, finding the dragon's massive thighs lifted in either direction. As he tried to push himself upright his knee sunk down into the male's slit, those scaled lips parting to suck in most of his right leg. He yelped as this happened, trying to pull himself free as the large body underneath him vibrated with happiness. The moist flesh gripping his leg squeezed around him, not letting him pull out another inch and keeping him exactly where he was.

“Ah ah, I wouldn't move from there just yet if I were you human," Melusine said with a smile, dipping her muzzle down between the male's legs. “We're here to please this big, handsome dragon. If we leave him dissatisfied he's going to be very disappointed."

Andy didn't bother to respond to the female's teasing. He tried to lift himself up again by pushing at the soft scales under his palms. The dragon underneath him rumbled with pleasure at his motions, a fact that disturbed him down to his very core.

The heat that pulled on his leg was equal in intensity to the depths of the dragon's gut, he found. The difference in this area however, was the smell. Rather than the acidic aroma of digestion that stung his nostrils, he rather found the stench between the beast's legs to be overwhelmingly pungent and smoky: a dry, reptilian musk that made his eyes water as the spicy smell flooded his senses. It was distinctly masculine, and an odor so strong he could feel it at the back of his throat. He retched as he smelt the salty tang creature's emissions and did his best to hold his breath as he continued to slowly pull his leg free.

“Mm, I don't think he's used to your scent quite yet," Melusine said, her nostrils flaring as she let out a pleased rumble and sucked in the scent of her mate. “But I on the other hand… am very impressed."

Jurmonir grinned. “Well, I did masturbate recently, so perhaps that's why you and the human are finding it s –“ Any other words he might've said came to an abrupt halt as the dragoness suddenly moved her muzzle close and pressed her lips to his slit, pushing the human deeper as her tongue began to slide up and down the length of his steaming vent.

Slowly, Jurmonir laid his head back against the ground and relaxed the muscles of his haunches as best he could. He whined with happiness as his mate's warm tongue began to slide along his most intimate area, massaging the lips of his slit and coaxing his cock free of its confines. The human was a wonderful addition to the sensation, and was proving to be quite the new and interesting little toy. As the hot muscles lapped at his vent and lathered his growing cock with drool, the human was simultaneously trapped between the two, hot folds of flesh. He could feel the distant struggles as the man sunk deeper into his crotch, those tiny legs kicking and rubbing against his inner walls. His little toy didn't sink so far however, before his erect cock began to push the human back up.

As disturbing as his situation was, Andy began to feel a surge of relief as he was saved from sinking any deeper by the reptile's giant member. His body had sunk into the dragon's genital slit up to his waist. His legs were trapped in a wet, slimy sauna of sexual fluids and flesh. Try as he might to free himself, he found that each push of his hands on the soft scales to his left and right, combined with the kicking of his legs only served to make him slip in deeper and please the horny creatures abusing him. Every time he seemed to gain a bit of purchase, the dragoness' tongue would come slamming down onto his back and drag across his skin to shove him back down with enough force to knock the wind from his lungs. He would then have to suck in a desperate breath of musky air: a breath that would end up being a combination of the reptile's crotch and the fetid stench of Melusine's maw.

Just as panic began to set in as he feared he would sink all the way inside, the dragon's cock swelled up underneath and carried him out of that horrifying fate.

Andy nearly gagged as he breathed in a fresh onset of heat and musk. The massive pillar of flesh pulsed loudly between his legs with each beat of the creature's heart. Fleshy spines lining the base of the shaft tickled and slid up his taint and the inside of his thighs. Although the act disgusted him, he quickly leaned forwards and wrapped himself around as much of the cock as he could, lest he slip and fall off the throbbing flesh and back down to the slit below.

Jurmonir let out a huff of pleasure as he felt the human hug his cock. He looked up in surprise, breathing heavily in his arousal as he regarded the curious sight. Although he was sure the tiny toy didn't look to be enjoying the situation at all, the human was certainly doing much to please him. He shuddered in pleasure, widening his thighs some more to give both him and his mate a good view of the little man squeezing his fully-erect member.

“Mm… look at that Melusine," Jurmonir purred.

“Oh, I'm looking," the dragoness responded, licking her lips to clear her scales of the male's flavor. “He's holding on very tight, right against your spines…" She paused for a moment and shuddered. “I can't wait to feel those inside me."

“Well, what are you waiting for?" Jurmonir answered, grinning up at her.

Melusine narrowed her eyes and growled lustfully. “I'm not even close to being finished with you, dragon." She rumbled, crouching low and bringing her muzzle back down towards the male's crotch. She opened her maw and exhaled hot breath along her mate's sensitive length. “And you're going to give me the same in return before we get to the main event."

Jurmonir shuddered at the soft, tingling sensation of warm air along his cock. Although it might've been his imagination, he could've sworn he felt the human do that same. “Whatever you say, my mate."

Melusine gave the male a tiny wink before slowly bringing up a paw to grip the base of the delicious shaft in front of her. She straightened it and pointed it towards her maw, making a show of licking her lips once more to further tease the eager beast lying before her. It was at that moment however, that the human slipped from the spines and fell down towards her paw.

With a yelp, Andy fell from the dragon's cock and began to fall back down to the base. When the female had grabbed the shaft just underneath and swung it lazily backwards, he found that he could no longer find the grip he needed to stay put. He slid down the slime and flesh, and when he quickly tried to find another grip, he found no purchase.

With the same, quick reaction in which she'd snatched up the pilot and gobbled him down, Melusine opened her maw and snapped her forked tongue around the human before it hit her paw. Her muscle coiled deftly around the tiny creature and slurped him up into the back of her throat in a matter of seconds, sealing her toy in a prison of flesh.

She suckled on the human in her mouth with a sigh of pleasure. It felt good to have food in her mouth once more, even if this particular human wasn't going to join the rest in her belly. She looked up at Jurmonir with a smile, keeping her mouth closed, yet failing to hide her amusement at the radiant expression of excitement on her mate's muzzle.

Then, with a lustful growl, she opened her mouth and took Jurmonir's cock deep into her mouth.

Jurmonir gasped and collapsed back onto the ground as the female swallowed up his member. He'd been hoping all along that she would do it, but it still came as a surprise when the dragoness snatched up his needy length like a large snack. He could feel her slimy tongue coiled around his cock, squeezing his fleshy pillar while rubbing along his spines as thick, reptilian drool slid down to mix with the fluids gathering in his slit. His tail twitched back and forth along the ground between the female's haunches, unwittingly massaging the moist cleft under his mate's tail.

With a growl of lust, Melusine pushed her haunches down on the male's tail before beginning to slowly bob her head up and down. A dragon blowjob was more a skill than anything else, one that came with practice. She was careful with her fangs, keeping her maw open just enough to allow her tongue enough room to maneuver, yet sealing in as much of the heat and saliva as possible. Every now and then she would close her mouth gently, sealing her lips on the base of the male's length to suckle on the entirety of its handsome girth while being careful to only press her fangs down lightly. She was fulfilling her mate's desires, and she was damn good at it. This wasn't to say however, that she wasn't feeling a flood of warmth as well at the intimate act.

Part of it may have been the human…

As she sucked off the male, Melusine could feel the human wriggling against the surface of her tongue. The tiny creature was pinned between the heavy muscle and Jurmonir's throbbing cock as she sucked him off, moving uselessly in a sea of reptilian flesh and mingling fluids. Every now and then a steaming rope of precum would leak out of the dragon's urethra, spreading hot, salty warmth into the back of her throat. Every time this happened, she would make sure that a good amount was forced back up from her neck to lather against the human within. She could only imagine what the little creature was experiencing inside there… the very thought of it causing a deep rumble in her chest.

Andy was in fact, doing his very best to survive this encounter. What was simply an act of pleasure between these two massive beasts could very well kill him if he didn't manage to find breath, or wasn't accidently swallowed. At his back he could feel the female's soft, powerful tongue undulating on his skin, pushing him upwards to mush his frail body into the head of Jurmonir's cock. With no other way of stabilizing himself, he was hugging a large, throbbing tip of the male's girth, hoping with all of his being that his horrible, disturbing predicament would be over soon.

The overwhelming fear he felt however, didn't blind him from the hopelessness of his situation. He really was simply a toy for these two horny creatures. The fact that he was lodged in the dragoness' throat while she sucked off a big, horny male was a clear indicator of that. Small globs of semen occasionally drooled out from the yawning urethra in front of him, and although he could hardly see in the darkness he could both hear and feel the rushing fluids along the dragon's cum-delivering vein as they were pushed upwards.

Perhaps being swallowed at this moment, wouldn't be such a bad fate after all…

All such thoughts were lost however, as his environment suddenly began to rumble and shake. A deep growl blossomed right at the back of the dragoness' maw, and Jurmonir's cock let out a massive series of healthy throbs as he hugged it tightly. The tongue squeezed him down against the creature's spire with incredible strength. Andy turned his head away from the urethra, knowing exactly what was coming, and not a moment too soon.

Jurmonir let out a massive snarl and began to shake as a powerful orgasm flooded through his body. He arched his back in delight, only to be pushed back down to the ground with a forceful paw on his tummy. His mate growled in return and sealed her maw on his length, ensuring that none of his load was to escape. He came hard into the back of her throat, his massive length throbbing and pulsing as heavy ropes of reptilian semen emptied out from his internal testicles. Although he was pinned, he continued to twitch and struggle in the female's grip, his tail twitching upwards with each squirt of cum, and a soft whine of bliss escaping his open maw.

Melusine gratefully swallowed all the male had to offer. In her lust she nearly forgot to mind the human in her maw, though when she felt his small weight fall dangerously close to her neck, she pushed him to the side of her cheek, allowing her to continue undeterred. She gulped down his load with as much ease as she'd done with the other three humans, sending the healthy dessert down to join her prey in the depths of her gut. Although the tiny morsels had done little to bloat the scales of her middle, there was now a visible bulge in her paunch as she added yet another full meal to her stomach. For a long minute she continued to swallow, before allowing the last few strands of cum to pool in the pocket of her cheek, right where she was keeping Andy safe.

With a sigh, Jurmonir collapsed back on the ground, his tongue lolling from his mouth and his leg twitching happily in the air. He let out a whine as the female lifted her head, giving his cock one last slurp before letting it fall with a limp 'splat' onto his tummy. He looked up and smiled, his muzzle radiating with happiness.

“Ah, it's been ages since a female has done that for me," Jurmonir purred, licking his lips playfully before taking on a small look of concern. “What happened to the human? Did you lose track of him?"

Melusine smirked at the male dragon's incorrect guess. With a small wink she stood up and leaned over his body, cracking open her jaws just above the Jurmonir's spent cock. Slowly, she slid her tongue out past her lips to allow a large helping of cum dribble out from her jowls to pool on the male's tummy. The human followed shortly after, limply dangling out from the pocket of her cheek before landing with a wet splash into the puddle of semen.

“Oh! Well there he is," Jurmonir mused, rumbling with pleasure at the sight of the abused human, motionless on his scales. “I could feel you wriggling around against my tip for quite some time there. How did it feel to be in the midst of my pleasure?"

The only sound Andy managed was a moan as he attempted to drag himself from the male's emissions. He lifted his head and arms, crawling through the thick sludge that seemed to weigh him down with each motion. Steam and heat rose from his body, as the temperature of the sexual juices seemed to retain their potency even so long after ejecting from the dragon's internal testicles. He didn't notice the two dragons watching him, enjoy his misery with their sick form of entertainment. It made no difference to him. He was too tired to care.

After a moment he collapsed at the edge of the pool, moving only one the dragon's middle began to shift and rumble underneath him as Jurmonir openly chuckled at his distress.

“Well, I suppose that answers my question. Too amazing for such a simple mind to process," Jurmonir said, grinning up at his partner. “What shall we subject him to next?"

Melusine burped lightly before answering, filling the air with her cum-laden breath. “I would say that he's been able to experience both a dragon's mouth and cock quite a fair deal today," she said, nodding with smug satisfaction. “But I do believe it's my turn to show the human where his new home for the next six months or so will be…"

Andy winced as the smell of the predator's breath washed over his back, now heavy with the scent of reptilian cum. What could the dragoness possibly mean? He felt the male stir excitedly underneath him as the creature's body shifted, making him slide back down into the pool of semen.

“I would be more than happy to satisfy that request, my mate," Jurmonir cooed, bringing a paw down to his crotch. His claws dipped downwards and gently picked the human up, lifting his toy away from the spilled fluids at his haunches. “How do you want it?"

Melusine purred at her partner. “Mm, so eager are we? And to think you were such a strong, confident dragon before… now you've turned into a needy little hatchling!"

Jurmonir smirked at the female, giving a playful growl before responding. “A hatchling couldn't have filled your maw like I did my dear," he said. He then lifted the human to his mouth and curled his tongue around the man, holding Andy steady while he rolled back onto his feet. As he stood on all fours, the remnants of semen and sexual fluids on his scales and pooled in his slit began to drool down from his back legs, pattering softly against the ground.

Once again, Andy felt himself wrapped in a coil of flesh. He was held tightly against the dragon's scaled lips, though for now the beast seemed content in letting him dwell outside. At this point he was much too tired and distraught to care, though he couldn't help but feel a small tinge of relief at being granted respite.

Coiled in a dragon's tongue is a break now is it? Andy thought, whimpering.

“You've got the right idea there big boy…" Melusine said with a smile, licking her lips in a tease. “Let's see what you can do with that tongue of yours."

She turned to the side in front of the other dragon, holding a lustful smirk and growling deep in her chest. After a moment she walked to the side, showing off her shining, muscular flanks that glowed in the bright light of the sun. Her predacious body seemed to flow easily with each step as she slowly turned, teasing the male with the slow reveal of her most intimate parts. She noted with satisfaction that Jurmonir was regarding her with the utmost awe and fascination. Once, the horny male nearly allowed the human to drop from his tongue as his mouth hung open in pure bliss.

Then, with a small wink, Melusine rolled over onto her side, and then onto her back. She laid her tail flat and opened up her hind legs, allowing the male his first real look at her sex.

Jurmonir gave a sharp intake of breath at the sight of the female submitting to him. Although most dragonesses would give themselves to a male by simply lifting their tail, to lie on her back was the ultimate sign of trust. Once he was upon her, she would be his for the taking. No female had ever done this for him before…

His legs quivered as his cock pulsed heavily between his hind legs, hanging low and already drooling with cum, ready for another go. Slowly he began to pad forwards, his head homing in on the glistening cleft between Melusine's legs. He was going to give her everything he had to offer and more. It was the least he could do to pay her back the wonderful treatment he'd received in the same position.

Jurmonir was growing numb from the bridge of his nose to the tip of his tail with delight. His senses were blocked to all else but the beautiful dragoness in front of him, so it was understandable then, that he didn't seem to notice the tiny human panicking in the grip of his tongue, and hammering at the scales of his lips with as much strength as the creature could muster.

“No, you can't do this! Don't' put me near there, I've had it with being your toy, do you hear me?" Andy screamed, doing his best to free himself from the mesmerized dragon's tongue but to no avail. He was pressed against the male's scales and powerless to stop his descent. The dragoness' legs were spread before them both, and what was a picture of pure, sexual attraction and desire for the horny male holding him was beyond revolting.

As Andy was brought down he could smell the dragoness' heat: a musky, reptilian odor that grew thicker with every moment he got closer. To his untrained eye the female's slit looked almost identical to the male he'd been forced to service, though there was quite a bit more fluids leaking out from that set of puffed lips, along with a delicate throbbing that could barely be detected were it not for his close proximity.

Andy beat at Jurmonir's lips once more as he hovered over the opening. “D-don't, please! Just let me g – “ was all he managed to say before the dragon did, in fact, let him go.

With a cry, Andy fell down and landed with a heavy thump just above the dragoness' sex. He sprawled out on the soft, delicate scales and held himself still, hardly daring to move out of fear of putting himself in a more precarious position. Based on how easily he'd almost slipped inside Jurmonir's slit, he could make a good guess at how simple it would be for him to make a wrong move and suffer a similar fate at the hands of Melusine. He shuddered at the thought. Despite his avoidance however, the dragons weren't about to give him a choice.

Andy looked up as a loud growl reverberated through the dragoness' body underneath him.

“Look at him Jurmonir, so careful not to fall in," Melusine purred, a smile holding on her muzzle. “Don't fight this, human, you will only hurt yourself in challenging the inevitable."

Andy sobbed at the dragoness' words. He had nothing left to say, as he knew his complaints would fall on unsympathetic ears. He could feel the creature's warmth under his hands, though he knew that such a temperature would pale in comparison to what he would experience in a few, short moments. It was hopeless to fight and he knew it.

That didn't prevent him from trying to escape however, as soon as he felt the male dragon's tongue coil about his middle once more.

“No! I won't survive this, you promised I could go! Please let me…" Andy's words trailed off as the tongue pulled him upwards, knocking the wind from his lungs with the sudden movement before dipping back down and pushing him into the female's sex.

Melusine's slit parted for him easily, allowing him to slip inside those gigantic folds with little difficulty. Andy gasped as his legs were enveloped first, subjecting his skin to a familiar, unbearable heat with walls of constricting muscle and sticky moisture. He winced and looked away as he was pushed deeper, the scent of reptilian musk flooding his nostrils and making his eyes water. His legs were pushed together as the dragoness squeezed down on him, halting his progress for a moment and massaging his lower half in a single, powerful clench. After a moment he was allowed to proceed, and Jurmonir didn't hesitate to shove him in up to his waist.

And it was in that moment that the tongue left him, suddenly uncoiling from his body and forcing him to quickly reach out and grasp the throbbing lips of his new home to prevent gravity from pulling him in entirely. He could feel the smooth musculature of the dragoness surrounding him. The beast's long, serpentine body radiated with power down to the very core, and he could sense the looming presence of her massive thighs and the soft, twitching motions of her tail behind him. Each subtle motion was sensed by his legs in the clenching, soft flesh gripping his lower body, as if all the muscles in the dragoness' body were connected to his central location.

His breathing was labored and shallow as he struggled to maintain his grip. His arms shook as the disturbing nature of his predicament took hold. He was waist-deep in a female dragon's cunt, a fact that was pounded into him with every moment as he was subjected to those series of sensations that were both revolting and alien in nature.

His legs were squeezed together in a series of rhythmic throbs from deep within, a motion that not only carried a wet, slimy sound as those heavy muscles clenched together, but also a deep throbbing in his ears as the creature's heartbeat reverberated through his being. The soft scales and lips sealed around his waist accompanied this motion, and continued to gently squeeze his waist with each clench before relaxing. As he kicked his legs and attempted to push himself out Melusine only proceeded to clench down harder, pulling him back inside with a delicate flow of her internal muscles. The ease at which he was pulled down disturbed Andy like nothing else.

He could feel the liquid heat of the dragon's sexual juices drooling down his legs and falling deeper inside… a feeling that made him shudder. Despite the occasional squeeze where he was held in place, he could only imagine how much further he could fall to join the slimy, viscous fluids sliding down into Melusine's depths.

“Mm… you feel so lovely human," Melusine rumbled, looking down at the prize between her legs with a happy grin. “Who would've thought that such a tiny creature could give me so much pleasure?"

Andy kept his eyes closed and didn't respond, focusing only on keeping himself from plunging deeper.

Jurmonir growled in response, looking at his mate with lustful wickedness. “I could pleasure you even more my dear," he teased, slowly making his way down to the dragoness' sex to give the human his final shove.

“Wait for a moment Jurmonir," Melusine quickly snapped.

The male paused, looking up with confusion. “But I thought – “

“Just, wait," Melusine repeated, tilting her head at the male with a smile. “There is something I wish to try before you help the human along."

Jurmonir let out a needful whine before slowly obeying and settling back on his haunches. The signs of lust were still evident in the throbbing length of his cock laying slumped on the ground, squirting the odd drip of semen onto the ground as his limbs shook. He nonetheless obeyed… for now.

Melusine nodded with gratitude. She could understand the male's reluctance to obey her wishes. They were both under the effects of the planet's atmosphere, the very air itself bidding them to mate and give in to their body's needs. It took every ounce of her strength to simply allow the human to remain where he was, and to not order the male to pounce forwards and fuck her immediately to satisfy the burning need growing deep within her loins. She knew that waiting would make it all the more satisfying however, and so she looked down at the human and spread her legs wider, keeping her composure.

“Look at me human," she said.

Andy looked up at the female's command, something in her voice telling him that it would be a bad idea to disobey at this point. He looked up at her from between her legs, the odd viewpoint reminding him just how large this horrible beast was. The dragoness' massive thighs were on each side of him, while the scales of her stomach seemed to stretch onwards for ages before reaching the cleft of her chest and rising up to her neck and head hovering high above. He stared into her eyes with desperation, and found only amusement answering back.

“I'm going to suck you in deeper now, human," Melusine said, licking her lips. “You've been holding on for now, but that isn't going to last once I begin. Knowing this, I must ask, how deep do you think I'm going to be able to get you with my mate's help?"

Andy gagged as the smell of the dragoness' sex screamed in his nostrils. This wasn't happening… there had to be a way out of this.

“P-Please don't do this, you're going to kill me…"

“Oh, I wouldn't say that human," Melusine answered with a smile. “You know nothing of dragon anatomy, though I suppose you know enough that it's going to be quite the effort to ensure you get to where you need to go."

“You're both horrible creatures, I would've preferred for you to eat me," Andy coughed, finding a small measure of courage in what he was sure would be his final moments. He let out a gasp of terror as he slipped a bit deeper before pushing himself back up.

“Mm, and here I was expecting you to be cowardly until the end," Melusine smirked, her tail swishing back and forth slowly along the ground. “You've been a wonderful toy, my little human. Now fulfill your final duty and I will see you eventually… whenever my body is finished with you."

And with that, Melusine took in a deep breath, relaxed her muscles, and then looked up at her partner. “Push him inside me with your tongue."

Without any hesitation, Jurmonir gave his mate a quick nod before moving his muzzle down between her legs. The human continued to struggle and yell as he inhaled the lovely scent of his partner, enjoying every moment of his close proximity to her sex before he carefully extended his tongue, laid it lengthwise across her slit, and began to push the man inside.

There was little Andy could do as the dragon's tongue descended upon him. That familiar, heavy muscle weighed down on him from above, making it difficult to continue breathing, much less holding on for dear life. As it had been quite the challenge up to this point to withstand the internal muscles of the dragoness slurping and pulling at his feet, all it took was a mild push downwards from the massive appendage above him for his arms to give out, and for his body to slide into darkness. All he managed was a quick scream of despair before he was enveloped in those tight walls and gripped from all sides by a mixture of slime, flowing muscles, and intense heat.

The sensations of the outside world were cut off as Andy was shoved deeper. His hands pushed and grasped at the slick walls of his prison, which only seemed to make them twitch with noticeable delight. Only the sounds of the dragon's insides accompanied him on his descent: the wet squelching of viscous fluids as muscles squeezed and contracted around him, the heavy pounding of a distant, beating heart, and the muted rumblings of pleasure that only seemed to grow in intensity the further he was pushed down.

The tongue continued to slowly work him deeper, licking at the top of his head to aid the throbbing pull of muscles that continued to swallow him down. Occasionally the act would pause as the dragoness' sex clenched painfully tight around him, pressing his arms and legs together in an uncomfortable embrace as the female let out a distant, audible gasp that could still be picked up through the layers of scale and flesh. When this happened the tongue would leave him alone in the constricting darkness to flicker and slide through the velvet folds just above his head, noisily slurping along the ridges while he was forced to struggle against the overwhelming weight that held him.

Air began to grow very scarce, although he was still able to pick up the odd sniff of rank, salty musk as the dragoness' sex widened, allowing him to slip a little deeper. The smell of sex and the familiar scent of Jurmonir's semen began to hit his nostrils, providing Andy with a brief insight as to the past sexual activities of the horny female as he moved deeper.

When Melusine clenched down on him once more he wriggled as much as he could, panic lending energy to his limbs as he did his best to free himself from his predicament. He pushed at the slick vaginal walls pressing him from every side, which was a futile effort. The flesh enveloped his arms and hands with a wet 'shlurp' and held him for long seconds at a time before letting him go. As he struggled, he could hear the gasps from outside growing louder, and a deep, muted thumping that he could only assume was the female's tail smacking the ground in bliss.

Once the muscles relaxed however, the tongue returned once more to shove him down even further…

At this point, the sensations inside the dragoness' sex began to heighten dramatically. The slick muscles narrowed around his legs into a tight, narrow passage that forced him to come to a grinding halt. The ring of flesh sucked on his legs gently, though not with enough force to pull him in. The heat around him was intense, much hotter than anything he'd ever experienced when he was in Jurmonir's belly. Although the space at his feet seemed much too small for him to fit through, the muscles surrounding him continued to push and clench around him, trying to shove him further down.

He couldn't breathe anymore. He tried to open his mouth to suck in a mouthful of air but was immediately met with the slime and flesh of the creature. The muscles surrounding him continued to flex and squeeze him in a slow, powerful rhythm, hardly giving him a moment's respite. When the tongue eventually left him, he was alone in the darkness, accompanied only by the continuous thrums of pleasure from the female dragoness that reverberated all around him as the wet, slimy walls pulsed and throbbed all around.

As he heard the beasts speaking to each other and moving above him, he began to fade away from consciousness. He didn't know how much longer he would be able to stay awake…

“I can feel him deep inside me," Melusine whined, her long, serpentine body giving a visible shudder as her sex gripped at the human and worked her toy further down. Her internal muscles dragged the man down towards her womb as Jurmonir's tongue helped her out, shoving the wriggling little thing towards its eventual destination. It had been a long set of years since she'd done this to a human. It felt good to have one inside her once again.

Jurmonir smiled and slowly slurped his reptilian tongue back into his mouth. His lips dripped with the female's sexual fluids as he spoke. “Is he deep enough though, my dear? I can only taste you now, not him," he replied, cracking open his jaws to slide his appendage across his jaws.

“Yes, I'm sure," Melusine panted, her breathing coming in quick, needful gasps. “But I need more, he's not enough. H-He's much too small t-to get me….t-to – “ She had to paused for a moment, her eyes squeezing shut as she clenched her thighs together, holding the wriggling human in place as he kicked right at a sensitive spot within her sex. “I-I need more, he's simply teasing me." She looked up at her partner with need. “Please Jurmonir, mate with me now," she pleaded.

Jurmonir gave a low rumble of pleasure before slowly striding forwards and hovering over the sprawled female. His eyes traveled over her form as he moved, making note of the tremble of excitement in her tail and subtle movement of her legs as they widened more to welcome him. This was the moment they were both waiting for: the moment that would quell the itching need they both felt.

He brought his muzzle down to lick up the side of her neck as he moved his haunches into position, breathing hot air against her scales as his mate let out an audible sigh of happiness. Once he was lined up, he brought his hindquarters slowly downwards, aiming his hard cock for the soft lips of her draconic sex.

Jurmonir shuddered as his descent brought him down to the soft scales of her taint, missing his mark by a few inches at first, but quickly fixing his error. His cocktip moved slowly upwards, dragging across the dragoness' scales before finding the slick, puffed opening that had swallowed the human just moments before.

With a happy sigh, Jurmonir flexed his hind legs and slowly began to push inside his mate, sliding his cock deep into her warm depths.

Both dragons let out an audible rumble of delight as they were finally joined together. Jurmonir moved his haunches down with a slow, measured descent. His claws dug into the ground for support as his dick slid inside the tight, hot depths of his mate. The spines along his shaft slowly scraped along the female's inner walls as his handsome girth pushed her opening apart. He groaned as he felt her sex squeeze at his throbbing length, those same muscles that had swallowed up the human squelching and sucking at his sensitive shaft in a needful effort to pull him deeper. With only a moment's pause to readjust his haunches, he exhaled softly against her neck and obeyed.

Jurmonir arched his back and simply allowed his haunches to fall for those final moments. He spread his wings wide and growled low in his throat as the rest of his shaft slid inside the dragoness with a wet, slurping sound. His tail curled around hers in a loving hug as her sex gripped his shaft, those soft, velvet walls clenching down in rhythmic pulses, already working him towards his second, powerful orgasm for the evening. He looked down at his partner with bliss, his tongue lolling out from the side of his maw in happiness as he enjoyed the sensation of being fully buried within his lovely mate.

Much to Jurmonir's surprise as well, the male dragon found that he could once again feel the human. It was a distant feeling, yet the motions were unmistakable. The man continued to wriggle deep within the hot folds of his mate's sex, something he could now feel pushing upwards at the tip of his cock. His urethra yawned to squirt a healthy glob of semen down to join the human as he huffed with extreme pleasure, his scaled thighs shaking with lust as the combination of the wriggling toy and the walls clenching down on his cock threatened to make him cum.

“You feel lovely, my mate," Jurmonir purred, moving his hindquarters from side to side in a tease. “I can still feel the human inside you… he's… pushing up against me." He growled, letting out a desperate whine. “I-It feels so good."

Melusine smiled up at the male dragon while continuing to flex her internal muscles, milking dragon shaft and human alike. “We should save a human to enjoy this luxury more often, he certainly adds a new – “ She paused for a moment to let out a growl of pleasure. “A new… feeling to enjoy. And I'm surprised you can feel him, he is quite deep."

Jurmonir snickered at the female's words before settling down on his mate, simply laying on her chest and licking across the scales of her neck affectionately. “I'll take that as a compliment, my dear," he answered, squeezing her tail in his own as they enjoyed their soft moment of bliss together.

Each dragon lay still for a moment, their long, slender bodies joined together in happiness. Their breathing was heavy and powerful as the two lovers basked in the moment, enjoying the feeling of their human struggling deep within. It was an intimate experience, one that beasts of their nature didn't share often.

Then, without a word spoken between them, Jurmonir extended his claws and lightly gripped the female's chest-scales. He moved his haunches upwards, sliding his cock out half-way before thrusting back inside.

Melusine let out a gasp at the sudden intrusion before growling with pleasure. She lifted her paws and gripped her mate with claws of her own, digging them hard into the scales of Jurmonir's shoulders as the large male began to fuck her. His powerful body moved against her own, slow at first, working with her to establish a rhythm as she began to move her haunches and clench her sex at the right moments. It was then that the horny beasts began their mating ritual, their heavy, muscular bodies slamming into one another as the sounds of sex began echo throughout the clearing.

Andy felt his consciousness fading as his fleshy prison began to squelch and squeeze around him. The massive pillar of meat pressing into his upper body lifted away, allowing the sexual fluids to pool in the pocket left behind and gather around him in a slimy, wet mixture that seeped down the sides of his body and down. As the two beasts began to mate with him still inside, he felt himself slipping deeper and deeper… falling into the heated sauna of the dragoness' womb with the rest of the precum left behind by the horny male. The female's internal muscles pulled on him gently, swallowing him and engulfing him down in the heated sauna that was her womb. He no longer felt the need to struggle, as he was much too weak to go anywhere anymore.

This was his fate. The dragons didn't care before, and they certainly weren't letting him out now.

Jurmonir growled with pleasure as he took his mate. He dug into the female's scales with his claws as he moved his haunches up and down, just as he knew the dragoness would prefer. A proper dragon pairing always ended up with a little bit of blood being shed.

He grunted and licked the side of his partner's head as she gasped underneath him. His partner's strong, muscular body pushed up against him as he used his weight and advantage to shove her back down.

Melusine was becoming more of a challenge to hold down as her excitement grew. Her predatory body was more than a match for the male's strength as it so turned out. She could feel the male's handsome length spreading her apart with each and every motion as those fleshy spines along the length of the shaft tickling her velvet walls. She couldn't feel the human as well as before, as he was now only a distant weight in a sea of pleasurable numbness, but she trusted that her body had found a place for him for these final moments.

Jurmonir growled as he pinned the dragoness, his tail squeezing the female's own in its coils. The heat rising up inside his loins was fierce, and yet the female was continuing to be difficult, threatening to pitch him off and take him to the ground. He allowed himself a small grin at the pleasing game before slamming his haunches down, holding the dragoness with all his strength as she squirmed underneath him. Melusine's hot sex squeezed and twitched around the length of his cock, massaging every inch of his sensitive spire as he held himself buried inside her.

The sensations sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body. He humped his mate in a light tease as he held her, his haunches moving in quick bursts to grind his hot cock into the folds of her sex. He shivered and arched his back as her vent squeezed him in just the right way, forcing a small eruption of cum to squirt out from his yawning urethra to join the human in the descent towards her womb. He bared his fangs and snarled as it happened, a motion that was matched by his mate as their pleasure steadily grew over time.

As Jurmonir felt his chest press against the female dragon, he let out a growl of dominance. Lifting his head for the briefest of moments, he parted his jaws and clamped onto the female's shoulder, biting down with a loud growl before moving his haunches in quick, rapid motions and fucking her hard. He could feel his mate tense underneath him at his increased pace and bite of his jaws, her cunt squeezing and winking around his intruding member in response. A mixture of his semen and hot, feminine juices squelched noisily as his massive organ spread those soft muscles apart. He closed his eyes and breathed in her scent, using his tongue lap up the blood running down her scales. Every sensation fuelled his desire. He could feel his ejaculation growing close, and he wanted his mate to be there with him when he arrived.

Melusine was losing control of herself as a combination of senses overwhelmed her. She had chosen her mate well for this season. As suspected, Jurmonir could provide her with everything she could possibly desire in a strong, male partner. There was no hesitation in his dominance, only the deep, powerful urge to fuck her with all the strength he could muster, and fill her egg-chamber with another clutch of dragonlings.

She could still feel the tiny creature slipping deeper inside her, though it was becoming difficult to discern through the growing layers of cum and pussy juices joining the unlucky human on his journey down. As the male's meat spread her apart, she shuddered and hugged Jurmonir as tight as she could. The teeth digging into her shoulder and her mate's hot breath washing down her back excited her beyond measure. She squeezed his tail in her own, using her internal muscles to clamp down on his cock as it drove into her, all while her deeper, internal muscles pulsed and gulped the human down into her body.

The last struggles of the human rubbed against her most intimate depths. His tiny movements sent shivers running up her spine as her orgasm approached, though they were growing even more distant with each passing second. Although she knew he would disappear soon, it didn't matter. Even if she lost him, she knew that her body would take very good care of him.

She sighed and laid back, arching her long, serpentine body into her mate and curling her toes. Just a few more moments… Just a bit… more…

Deep inside the female dragon, Andy was beginning to lose consciousness. He could no longer breathe amidst the musky bath of reptilian sexual emissions, and the eternal squeezing of powerful muscles around him had made his entire body numb. His head was spinning in his dark, humid environment, while the stench of salty, heady liquids and draconic sex continued to tickle the back of his throat and layer inside his nostrils. His mouth opens involuntarily to suck in air, only to find the soft, slime-covered walls of the beast's inner walls. He no longer knew where he was, only that he could hear a deep, muted pounding coming from somewhere above his head, along with a series of gasps and distant, primal growls.

More and more hot fluids seemed to gather around him. The flexing muscles that pushed at him from all sides seemed to get thicker with a slick, viscous substance as time went by. As this happened, the tight tube of muscles at his feet began to lose its tension. The now lubricated walls continued to lazily gulp at his feet, only this time they began to succeed in pulling him downwards into the overbearing heat.

No, he thought, as he felt himself being swallowed downwards, though he couldn't remember why. He pushed at the sides of heated muscle and semen as best he could before it became too tight for him to even move. The walls around him rippled in a smooth, rhythmic pattern, working him down with a detectable eagerness, as if he were a long-lost treat or deeply desired, exotic piece of food.

As the muscles opened around him and swallowed him down into the dragoness' egg-bearing chamber, he felt himself slide down into a new, softer encasement of flesh and darkness. The overwhelming stench of draconic semen and feminine juices pinched his nostrils, making him shudder with bliss. The flesh squeezed him from all directions, taking hold of his battered body and massaging him gently. The heat was immense, nearly hot enough to burn his skin as the soft tissue began to work him up into his new home. He felt himself pushed upwards, drawn into a cocoon of some slimy substance… And then, everything went black.

It was at that moment that Jurmonir released his mate's shoulder from his jaws, and let out a deep, passionate roar as he came.

The male dragon arched his back and swung his head up into the air. His massive body shook as he buried the entirety of his massive length into his partner. His tail lifted ever-so-slightly, before beginning to flag up and down in rhythmic pulses as his cock pumped rope after rope of hot semen deep into her genital slit. His loins burned with a pleasurable fire that arched through his entire form, washing through his back and up his neck before traveling down to the very tip of his tail. This was the moment that he'd been waiting for: the culmination of all his efforts to make this a memorable moment for both himself and his mate. He knew from the sounds Melusine was making that she wouldn't be very far behind him, and so he growled with absolute desire, his tongue lolling from his mouth through his parted jaws as drool began to drip down from the corners of his lips in primal ecstasy. His claws dug hard into the ground to keep himself from falling as he shuddered with bliss, while his cock continued to squirt healthy, draconic jizz down into her womb, washing through her internal muscles as they clenched and hugged around his throbbing, handsome maleness.

And much to his satisfaction, he was correct: Melusine was not far behind.

The dragoness purred underneath him. Melusine dug her claws lightly into the beast's flanks as she felt the liquid heat blasting deep into her womb. A low whine sounded in her throat in answer to the sensation as pure bliss began to build up in her loins. After a few moments, she added her orgasmic cry to the roar of her mate as she came along with him, her body shuddering and shaking as waves of bliss wracked her body.

Hot liquids began to rush from her sex to caress the sides of Jurmonir's cock. Her internal muscles gripped his maleness and throbbed powerfully in tandem with each squirt of his rich offerings. Her tail lifted off the ground in quick, rapid twitches of muscle as her pussy clenched and held his throbbing member, those same internal ripples of flesh that had swallowed the human down just moments before now doing the same for the torrents of seed entering her womb. She felt her liquids pooling inside her, growing at an alarming pace to swell the scales of her tummy. When her egg-chamber has reached its limit, the male dragon's emissions soon began to squelch out from the lips of her abused cunt. A mixture of clear, sexual juices and thick semen began to trickle out past the opening of her slit, drooling down her soft scales to pool in her taint and move down the sides of her tail.

Both dragons held themselves like this for several, long minutes as their twin orgasms began to die down. It wasn't long after that the male slowly collapsed ontop of his mate. They simply lay there: basking in the afterglow of their sex while the only sound to add to their heavy panting was the soft rustle of the surrounding forest.

Jurmonir lifted his head and looked down at his mate with a smile, running his tongue along her shoulder. “You were amazing, Melusine," he purred. “I've never been so lucky to be with such a strong, kinky beast like you."

Melusine grinned up at the male dragon, moving her haunches from side to side in a little tease. “I'm pleased as well, though I was worried for a moment."

“Hm?" Jurmonir posed, his brows raising in question.

“You did seem like a pansy-dragon at first, but I believe you proved me wrong," Melusine answered with a smirk, looking over at the teeth marks in her shoulder. “You were everything I could've wanted. I'm glad you didn't sleep away the mating season in your cave."

The male dragon smiled at the compliment. “Thank you, my mate," he said. “I'm pleased I didn't waste away in there as well. You can thank the human in my stomach for that… at least, he might still be there. I'm not sure." He chuckled at his joke before lifting himself up into a sitting position, resting with his haunches against his mate, though not pulling out quite yet.

Melusine growled and leaned forwards, dragging her tongue up the male's belly with a quick flick of her long snout. “Thank you, tiny human, for waking my handsome mate," she said. “Oh, and for giving him the energy for this long and tiring session."

“Mm, that as well," Jurmonir answered with a small laugh. He then lifted his paws and gently traced them over the large swell in the dragoness' tummy. “And thank you, Andy, for giving us the pleasure of our lives." He purred loudly at that, caressing the scales along his mate's middle before slowly lifting up his haunches, pulling his spent cock out of her sex with a wet, schlorping sound. He sighed as he pulled away, a long trail of semen and slime trickling down from his red shaft to wet the surrounding grass. “Do you think it worked?"

Melusine let out a sigh as the male lifted off of her. Her abused pussy remained opened slightly, even after the male pulled away. Her hot sex burned with pleasure, though unlike before it was a satisfying throb of a need that had been met. Her belly felt warm and full, while her womb pulsed gently with the offerings it had been given, already beginning the process of creating new life.

“I think we'll be seeing the human again very soon," She purred, slowly rolling onto her feet and joining her mate.

Together they walked back into the forest from where they had come, their hind legs dripping with the remnants of their pleasure. When they left the clearing, all returned to the quiet, peaceful scene from before, while the ship that had brought so many to their doom sat in silence.

Never to be used again.

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Six Months Later

Time passed relatively quickly for Andy inside the dragon's womb. It was an odd thought: to be alive in a predicament when he didn't expect to wake ever again. Fortunately however, he never met his end once the two beasts had been sated. There had been much of Melusine's anatomy he was unaware of, though it had become apparent quite quickly that he wasn't meant to die.

There was something about this female dragon: something alien and unfamiliar that protected him and nourished him over the coming months. He felt no need to breathe or eat, nor did he feel the passage of time.There were no days in the darkness of the dragon's womb, only the rising motions of the creature taking flight, the bouncing motions of her gait, or the soft reverberations of her breath when it was time for them both to sleep. He had never felt safety and comfort like this…

It had been several months since his encounter with the dragons, though if he was asked about that fateful day, he would have a much more positive take on it. All the fear and horror he felt at being used by the dragons had been unnecessary. There was no death waiting for him in the aftermath of his abuse: only safety and care. Much like the young dragon developing in the womb along with him, everything that he needed was being provided for by his new mother's body. The walls caressed him like a soft bed, whereas the need for oxygen and nutrients were fed to him whenever he chose to push up against her sides or nuzzle into the welcoming pockets of flesh.

The dragoness wasn't really so bad anymore, now that he had learned the truth of her teasing words. He feared he would die within her womb as nothing more than a sexual toy that could fall out and be eaten later once he was dead. Such a thing would be a particularly macabre action on Melusine's part, but he soon learned that this was not the case. He knew that she meant him no harm now. He was safe in the warm embrace of her body, without a care in the world.

For six months he was kept alive inside his fleshy prison. The world around him had silenced completely in the darkness of his new home, leaving only the gentle prodding of and caressing of slimy flesh and fluids to stimulate his senses. There was no mental passage of days in the depths of his new home. All he knew was the darkness of the dragoness' body, combined with the slow rhythms of the beast when she was sleeping, and the bouncing movements and vigorous rush of motion when she was on a hunt or taking to the skies. He found he would share in such emotions as he became influenced by his large mother. He felt the rush of her breath and the quick beating of her heart; it lent energy to his limbs as she moved, making grip and rubs at her velvet walls with vigor until she settled down once more.

He could also feel the occasional presence of Jurmonir whenever the male dragon was around. His return would always mean the same thing, and he was always happy to be given such a delicious treat.

As with all good things however – his time inside the dragoness eventually came to an end.

He awoke to the slow movements around him, knowing that they signalled the waking of his gracious host. Andy stretched in the encompassing prison, pushing at the dragoness' walls and rubbing her gently to let her know that he was awake as well. A soft rumble resounded all around him in response. He allowed himself a smile, and wondered what they were going to do today.

He felt the dragoness roll over onto her feet and crouch down low. He involuntarily slipped downwards at the motion, and wondered in confusion what the creature was up to. Was she going to urinate? He wondered. It seemed odd to do so right in the middle of the cave. Usually they went out into the woods for such private matters.

It was at that moment however, that an entirely new sensation began to happen: the flesh underneath him opened up and sucked him down, pushing him out.

Just as when he was being pushed inside, Andy let out a gasp and pressed at the sides of the dragoness' sex, trying to hold on and push himself back up into the safety of his home. He felt the muscles squeezing him and drawing him closer to the cold, damp air of Jurmonir's cave, and he used every ounce of strength he had to make sure that didn't happen. After being trapped in comfort for so long however… his strength wasn't what it used to be.

With a cry he slipped out of Melusine's genital slit and onto the hard ground. He let out a grunt as he hit the dirt and was stunned for a long moment, as he was unused to being treated so roughly by this loving creature. As he opened his eyes for the first time in months, his surroundings were a blur. At least it was dark in the dragon's cave, so he didn't have to face the bright sky. Still, he wondered why he had been ejected as such. He thought he had been good.

A light, feminine chuckle sounded above him. He looked up and blinked several times, wiping the slime from his face and shuddering as he readjusted to his new environment. Although it was difficult to make out, he could see the face of his loving captor, Melusine, who had held him for so long.

“W-why?" Was all he managed to croak, letting out a sharp cough as his lungs burned with the unfamiliarity of speaking.

Melusine grinned down at him. “What do you mean, why? Aren't you happy to finally be free of me, human?" She posed, lifting her haunches up high above before turning around and facing him, her long tail swishing and scraping along the walls before she settled down into a crouch.

Andy coughed again before speaking. “No, I'm not. Please, let me back in. I'll be good to you, I can give you pleasure once more," he pleaded, crawling a few feet towards the cleft in-between the dragoness' legs.

“Oh, well that's a surprising change from when you went in there, how unexpected," Melusine responded, laying down on her side and hiding her sex from view with a draped leg. “And here I was, thinking that I was tormenting you with every second of disallowing you to leave. I never expected to be so motherly to a human."

“You were… you were lovely, Melusine," Andy gasped, shivering at the cold that touched his naked skin. “I-I need to go back in, please… I don't like it out here. I'm hungry, and it's freezing."

Melusine tilted her head, her eyes glowing with mischief. “I'm afraid I can't do that, Andy," she growled. “I haven't been keeping you safe simply so you can use my cunt as your home, I'm afraid." She let out a cheerful laugh at the ridiculousness of her statement, her mirth rolling out from her chest like an avalanche of boulders. “Oh no, I'm afraid you're out now because someone else is hungry."

“S-someone else? Who?"

The dragoness gave Andy a wink. “Amondar, you can come out now."

Andy blinked in confusion, before he heard a soft, leathery rustle of motion out in the darkness of the cave. He turned towards the source, holding his breath in surprise as a tiny, red dragon strutted towards him, its reptilian eyes beaming with curiosity.

To say that the dragon was small however, was a bit of an understatement. Although the creature was only a hatchling, Amondar remained the size of a large horse. Its red scales were soft and shiny when compared with the large dragoness before him. It had a set of curved horns on its head that were more similar to Jurmonir's own. It was a sinewy little newborn, and Andy could detect a small shake in its limbs as it moved. The leather wings on its back moved awkwardly back and forth as it walked, explaining the rustling sounds he heard once the hatchling started moving.

Amondar approached Andy with an extremely curious and nervous gaze, before coming to a halt several feet away and sniffing the ground.

“Andy, meet my newest born son: Amondar," Melusine purred. “His name comes from a long line of great dragons before me, and is the result of me and Jurmonir mating with your help all those long months ago. He was an egg inside my womb along with you and he just hatched this morning."

Andy watched the new dragon from his spot on the ground. Amondar seemed unsure of him, as he was probably the first creature that the tiny beast had seen in its life. He regarded the hatchling with a curiosity to match, though he couldn't help but feel a small bit of doubt in the back of his mind.

“I knew he was there, I could feel the egg sometimes. But why would I have to leave as well? Is he the reason you pushed me out?" Andy inquired. He attempted to push himself into a seated position, but his limbs simply shook with weakness underneath him, unused to the strain.

“Why yes, he is," Melusine answered with a smirk. “In some ways I suppose."

“But, why couldn't I just stay inside? I was perfectly comfortable."

“As I said, I wasn't keeping you inside me for your own comfort," Melusine huffed. “I will admit, you continued to be an added bonus of pleasure during me and Jurmonir's continued intimacy, but I'm no longer keeping you. There was a reason I kept you inside me all those long months, but it wasn't that."

“Then why?"

“Because, my clueless little toy, every dragon hatchling needs its first meal."

Andy's eyes went wide as comprehension dawned on his features. He looked with a renewed fear as Amondar walked slowly towards him. The dragon let out a tiny growl and bared its fangs. He quickly turned himself around and did his best to crawl away from the scaled creature, though he could hardly move at a pace in which he could hope to escape.

“No! You can't, please, I'll do anything!" Andy cried, continuing to crawl forwards. He winced and was forced to come to a sudden stop however, when the dragoness' tail came sliding up in front of him, halting his advance.

“You have played your part well, Andy," Melusine said. “You should feel privileged in what you're about to do. There is nothing more delicious and succulent than a human, and my little hatchling is about to have his first meal ever. I'm afraid that everything will seem lacking in comparison after he swallows you, but it's important that he develop a hunger for humans early on if he wants to be like his mother." She let out a soft chuckle.

Melusine then craned her neck downwards and hovered over the hatchling. Amondar looked up and tilted his head with curiosity, letting out a tiny roar. She grinned and bared her fangs, motioning towards the human on the ground. “I'm not going to help you, Amondar, you have to pounce on him yourself," she said. “Use your strength to make him submit, and then swallow him whole. You have the size to do so, and I know you're hungry…"

Amondar then looked forwards, his eyes narrowed into slits. He growled low in his chest – a sound that carried a light, chirping quality compared to his massive mother. He prowled forwards in a rather goofy manner, staying low to the ground and swaying his haunches from side to side.

Andy whimpered as he watched the hatchling approach. The male grew larger with each step, its red scales glistening softly in the low light of the cave. Its sinewy muscles flexed and flowed in experimentation. Upon closer inspection, the dragon child actually looked much larger than a horse… much larger.

“Amondar, you don't want to do this," Andy lied, holding up his hands. “I can be your friend, we can – ahhhh!"

Andy never got the chance to finish as the hatchling pounced through the air. The creature impacted him and shoved him to the ground, knocking the wind from his chest as both paws landed roughly on his chest. The weight of the dragon was more than enough to keep him down. He could feel the beast's claws lightly pinching his skin, their lethal sharpness making up for what they lacked in size.

Amondar let out a tiny cry of victory and then regarded his first prey with a huff of pleasure. His tiny muzzle lifted in a grin. Slowly he licked his lips, smearing them with slime before bringing his muzzle down and slowly licking up the length of Andy's chest, starting from the bellybutton and moving up to just under the human's neck. When his prey shuddered at his teasing, he let out another happy growl, baring his fangs and looking up at his mother for approval.

“Mm, you definitely take after your mother I think," Melusine said with a warm smile. “Do you enjoy his taste?"

Amondar nodded with delight and moved his muzzle back down. He licked Andy's chest a few more times, keeping the human pinned with his strong legs as he tasted. His tongue wandered down to his prey's legs and groin, his tongue wandering and exploring while he let out happy chirps at all the new tastes and sensations that layered upon his tastebuds.

Andy squirmed lightly in the hatchling's grip, though it was completely useless. He was weakened from his time spent in Melusine's womb. Even if he wasn't, he doubted he could've overpowered the hatchling regardless.

The hatchling's tongue was amazingly smooth compared to an adult dragon. It felt like a slimy slug getting dragged across his skin, leaving layer after layer of fresh saliva on his chest and stomach. He shuddered heavily as the creature's tongue moved down to his groin. He closed his eyes when that happened, remaining still. The texture reminded him of Melusine's womb… the smooth, pulsating flesh and heat. He couldn't help but allow himself a small bit of arousal, even if the hatchling had other intentions.

“That's it, little one, take your time," Melusine said. “Enjoy every moment of this, and when you're ready, take your food into your jaws."

Amondar let out a chirp of approval, before halting and lifting his head. He looked down at the saliva-covered human with a growing hunger. His stomach rumbled underneath his thin scales. The emptiness of his tummy was all the hatchling had ever known. He felt a longing that he hadn't known how to sate until now. As he stared down at his prey he felt a quiver of excitement that traveled down from the back of his throat all the way to the very tip of his tail. It was an emotion rising up inside him: the result of millions of years of evolution and predatory instinct screaming inside of him to do one thing… EAT.

With a happy growl, Amondar picked the human up and slammed his prey up against Melusine's tail several paces forwards. He held the man easily, his claws pinching the smooth, delicious skin. He smiled and practically quivered with excitement as the man let out a terrified whimper. His jaws parted, and his throat opened wide as he prepared to take in the prey whole, just as his mother had wanted.

Andy closed his eyes as he felt the hatchling's hot breath hit his face. He winced at the creature's growl and the sharp pinch of its claws on his skin. Those strong paws gripped his shoulders and held him against Melusine's tail with ease. After a moment he opened his eyes to find himself looking deep into the back of the male dragon's throat.

Andy shuddered at the sight as Amondar slowly parted those lethal jaws and widened the blackened depths of that dark maw. The scaled lips of his captor were lined with rows of white, curved fangs, perfectly colored having never been marred by the touch of flesh. Saliva dripped in thick, goopy drops from the ribbed lining of the creature's palate to layer upon its smooth tongue and trickle gently back down to the throat. The tissue at the back flexed experimentally to take the drool in, clearing the way for what was sure to be a much bigger and more satisfying meal.

Just when he thought the jaws couldn't get wider, Andy watched as those reptilian teeth extended beyond his vision, the throat opened up, and then he was lifted up simultaneously as the dragon's mouth came down to envelop his head.

Andy had no time to scream as the dragon bit down. Although he was certain the creature would kill him right then, the fangs simply held onto his shoulders, not biting down hard enough to cause any damage. The dragon's mouth was wide enough to completely envelop him, though just barely. The fleshy lining of the hatchling's jowls pressed weakly into his shoulders, rubbing his skin up and down as the muscles began to experiment with his taste and gain a better grip. The sharp enamel held him tightly as his face was pressed into the meaty middle of the creature's tongue, and he could feel the soft throat pressing lightly into the top of his head.

Thick drool began to slide down his face as the dragon began to taste him like before. Hot, reptilian breath smelling of heated meat wafted down the length of his back and down towards his legs. The sounds of slimy, wet movements and loud growls resounded around Andy's head as the dragon began the first step of its meal, and though he let out a desperate whimper and tried to lift his hands he found he couldn't, as he was held too tightly and his limbs were far too weak to best this creature.

That same, familiar fear of being helpless in the face of a large, dominating creature began to rise up in his chest. Andy could do nothing to prevent this fate, much like he couldn't have prevented being Melusine and Jurmonir's toy all those long months ago. This time however, he wasn't going to be kept safe. This time he was going to be the food and nutrition for this tiny hatchling's growth.

After a moment more of tasting Amondar slowly lifted Andy into the air and stood on his hind legs, balancing precariously for a moment before settling back on his sinewy haunches. Once he was comfortable, he adjusted the grip of his paws to the human's tummy and lifted, pushing him into the air and tensing the muscles in his neck to hold his head steady. Then… he began to swallow.

Andy felt the dragon's throat undulate around his head. It widened around him in a series of wet, slimy gulping sounds, taking him inside the beast's esophagus a few feet before relaxing once more. He felt the hatchling growl all around him, a sound that caused the tissue against his face to vibrate. He then shuddered as Amondar's claws scraped along his stomach, moving him upwards before the creature swallowed him some more, working him down into its stomach.

The hatchling made happy noises as he swallowed his first meal. He gulped noisily, bobbing his head up and down as a combination of his heavy neck muscles and gravity allowed the man to slip down into his tummy. It was exhausting work, for being such a small creature. It was frustrating knowing that his mother could take this human down with a single swallow, and yet he had to work so hard…

And yet, part of him was enjoying every moment of it.

His tongue scraped along the human's skin as he swallowed. The man's chest slid into his throat next, making a massive bulge in his neck-scales that he would have to work extra hard to get down. He purred with warmth as the human struggled in the confines of his tight, slimy esophagus. He could feel the weak motions inside, rubbing against the insides of his neck as the human tried to cry out or move his arms. He pondered for a moment on how that would feel deeper inside his body, though for he simply paused and slid his tongue up and down the human's body, allowing his hunger and growing amounts of saliva to build and give him the energy he needed to swallow the man down more. Drool began to patter down from the corners of his lips to the cavern floor. It wouldn't be long now.

Andy was powerless to stop what was happening. He could hardly breathe inside the creature's throat as the flesh pressed against him from all sides. He lurched downwards once more as the hatchling swallowed around his chest. The male dragon's muscles gulped him once, twice, and then a third time to swallow him all the way to his waist, leaving only his legs free outside the creature's lips to dangle and kick uselessly. He could feel the light sting of acidic fluids on his face, mixing in with the heavy saliva and mucus that now layered his upper body and assisted in sliding him down. His arms were pinned against his sides in that the hot, sticky embrace of tissue and flesh. He let out a whimper and kicked some more, hoping that some miracle would happen – that possibly the dragon would spit him out as Jurmonir had done before.

He didn't want to be lunch for this beast.

Amondar growled as the human's legs kicked outside his lips. He closed his jaws around them, lightly sucking on the delicious flavor as even more drool trickled down his lips and throat. This creature truly was the most tasty thing on the planet. Although he had no experience to claim as such, his mother was certainly right in this endeavor. He needed the human in his belly, and he didn't think that one would be enough. He wanted more of this, and more of this human.

He looked up at his mother in a happy smile, his lips bending around the human in his mouth to make the expression. He tried to chirp, though it only came out as a muted, gurgling sound as his meal got in the way. He growled at the human again, and tilted his head, swallowing some more and gagging incessantly around his food as it continued to be a pest. There was no escape, couldn't the creature see that?

He chirped once more, his mouth making a loud belching sound and some air escaped past his tight throat. He tried hard to use his tongue to get the human deeper, to try and wrap around those kicking legs so he could keep them straight. It was at that moment that his mother's muzzle came down and smiled, those massive lips hovering directly above his open maw.

“Allow me to help you with that, my darling," Melusine purred, right before extending her warm tongue and expertly wrapping it around Andy's kicking legs. She squeezed those flailing limbs in the coils of her wet muscle, ensuring that the human could no longer struggle, and remained straight for the remainder of her hatchling's meal.

Amondar let out another happy gurgling sound as his mother helped him. He clamped his jaws around the man as his meal wiggled weakly in his throat. The human pushed at the inside of his neck in hopelessness. His food continued to move and make the scales of his neck ripple and squelch as they contained the meal within. It was all a new sensation to him: one of the many pleasures of the world open to a proud dragon such as himself. He could show his mother just how good a dragon he could be.

Amondar lifted his paws and placed them on his mother's snout, standing on his hind legs as he prepared to take the rest of the human in. He aligned his neck and muzzle in a straight, vertical line while his mother lifted her head to match the angle of his throat. Then, with a fearsome growl, he began to swallow.

He gulped his meal down into his body with relative ease now. He felt the human's head move past his chest, followed by a tiny whine of pain as the bones and tissue inside him expanded to accept the man's shoulders. He shuddered at the sensation, yet continued on with his task. He swallowed once more, the strong muscles of his neck pulling his large meal down further towards his gut. The saliva from his mother's tongue drooled down into his open maw to assist with the slime already coating the human's body. He could feel the smooth skin sliding down… the front of his meal reaching that moment just before the wide expanse of his stomach. Soon he would know what it was like to have prey inside his tummy.

Andy could no longer feel the outside world. The cool air of the cave had been completely cut off by Melusine's coiled tongue. In a rather disturbing revelation, he almost preferred that he would've been eaten by the large female. The big dragoness had held him easily in her maw, whereas Jurmonir had simply gulped him down in a single, easy swallow. This hatchling that was currently eating him couldn't hope to compete when he was so small.

The tightness of the flesh and bone around him was almost painful. Andy felt himself getting pressed from all sides as the tissue expanded and rippled around him, working him down the long, vertical neck. The acidic taste of bile and wet, slimy digestive fluids were ripe in the back of his throat as he descended down into the dragonling's gut. He was going to be this inexperienced creature's first meal… something that was both disturbing and horrifying as he imagined how long it was going to take. Hopefully he would pass out soon.

Amondar swallowed again, taking the last inches of the human's feet into his mouth. He growled with pleasure, his little body vibrating as he felt the man's head move into the beginnings of his stomach. It was a lovely sensation to experience, and it was only the start. His meal was still an impressive, twitching bulge in the entirety of his neck: the shape of the man's body outlined in the pressure of his scales before disappearing down into the length of his body. It wouldn't be long now, just a little bit more.

With a growl, he pursed his lips and suckled on the end of his mother's tongue. He gulped and swallowed with need while narrowing his eyes in a ferocious grin. His mother returned the grin before slowly lifting up her head. That large tongue left his mouth with a wet slurping sound, allowing him to suck the human in entirely and seal his lips around the man's wriggling toes.

With a pleased purr he settled back on his haunches, closed his eyes, and kept his head and neck vertical as he began to swallow in a steady, continuous rhythm to work the rest of his hearty meal down into his gut.

He swallowed noisily and happily, not bothering to hold himself to any sort of manners or standard as the sounds of his efforts echoed around the cave. The shape of the man in his neck traveled downwards, the outline sliding down until Andy's middle moved down past his chest, followed slowly by his thighs and knees. Drool continued to trail messily out from the corners of his lips as he fed. It fell down the sides of his body and trickled to the ground, pooling on the floor where his gut was slowly expanding. As the shapes in his neck began to disappear and his throat regained its original shape, so too did the rounded bulge in his tummy begin to grow. There was no recognizable shape in his extending paunch: only the sleek, soft roundness of a predator's stomach earning its first, recognizable weight.

Amondar placed his front paws on the ground and stood up, no longer needing the assistance of gravity to gulp his prey down when he was on the last moments. He kept his eyes closed and swallowed a few more times, growling with pleasure as the man's feet passed from his neck and down into his gut. He held his breath, whining with delight as the entirety of the human fell into his rounded middle. His stomach stretched wide with the heavy expanse of his efforts. He stood completely still, enjoying the feeling for several long moments before he opened his eyes and beamed with satisfaction.

He gently sat back down on his haunches to stare at his massive middle. It gurgled and rumbled loudly as he watched, and he could feel the human continued to struggle just underneath the smooth scales of his belly. He felt heavy, and he found he couldn't move very well with the weight of the man in his tummy; but he was no longer hungry. He sighed and licked his lips. His mother had been right: there was simply no greater meal than a live, wriggling human. He looked up at Melusine and chirped, though he rather surprised himself and shook his head in confusion when a small burp came out instead.

Melusine chuckled at her hatchling's display. “Don't be alarmed, Amondar, that's simply your body letting you know that you had a good, healthy meal," she said, watching with a curious smile. “Go on, let more out if you can. That human doesn't need any of the air you swallowed with him."

Amondar rumbled with pleasure and nodded his head, listening to his mother's words with rapt attention before deciding to give the suggestion a go. He could feel the bubbling slowly working its way up his esophagus from his gut. He parted his jaws as the eruption reached the back of his throat to let out a large belch, the tissue vibrating as heated air came blasting out. His tongue waved in the air and more drool fell from his jaws to the floor.

After a long few seconds he snapped his jaws shut with a happy chirp. He licked his lips with satisfaction before walking over to his mother and laying down to settle against her scales.

“You've got the right idea my hatchling," Melusine purred, bringing his muzzle down to give him a kiss. “A big meal like that deserves a few hours rest to let it digest. You can sleep now if you wish. Once you're able to move again I will teach you how to get meals like that for yourself."

Amondar nodded his head, his little eyes lighting up with excitement at the thought of learning to hunt. He took in a deep breath as his limbs surged with energy. He could hardly sleep now, with the knowledge of what was going to come when he woke up.

“Patience my dear," Melusine purred, chuckling to herself before resting her head on the ground. “Digest your meal, then you will be ready to hunt. Patience is the first trait a predator must exhibit… and the most vital."

Amondar huffed and raked the dirt with his claws before laying his head down as well. He buried his head into his mother's paw and closed his eyes, feeling the weak, distant struggles of his prey accompanying the strong gurgling coming from within. He stayed awake for the moment, listening to those noises and enjoying the sensations.

He could feel his stomach muscles clenching down on the prey within, working and stretching in experimentation. His body was doing what it had been made to do. Although such a large meal was unknown to him up to this point, he found that his body felt rather relaxed while it worked on the poor man inside, and he could simply lay there while his predacious digestive system squeezed and kneaded his nutritious meal.

Andy on the other hand, was anything but comfortable.

Andy found himself tucked inside an extremely tight prison of undulating muscles and hot digestive fluids. The flesh worked at him from all sides, squishing him into a tight ball. Although he tried to push and stretch with the confines of the dragon's stomach, he found that he could hardly even make the powerful insides move an inch before they shoved him back into place, leaving him even more tired than before. The wet, gurgling sounds of the creature's stomach were all around him, while the distant reverberations of the hatchling's breathing lifted him up and down in a steady rhythm as they sighed along the length of the body.

Although the creature had burped after swallowing him, Andy found that he had a small amount of hot, putrid air that he could suck in to keep himself alive. He almost wished it wasn't there, however, as the acidic aroma burned his nostrils and filled his nose with the rank smell of the predator's insides. It was the very first meal for this creature, so he supposed he should be thankful it wasn't riddled with the rotting odor of past meals. Still, the stench was positively vile. It smelt of heated meat and reptilian digestive fluids. He couldn't help but experience the smell in every second of his final moments as his body sucked in the air desperately, trying to keep him alive and not knowing that his end was drawing near. He was to be food for this baby dragon. Nutrition to help it grow, and nothing more.

He could feel the tingling sensation on his skin as the digestive fluids began their work. The stomach muscles massaged his naked skin, rubbing and working the harmful liquids against him. His skin began to grow red in the heated, constricting embrace of the creature's tummy. Although it might've been weaker than the stomach of a fully grown dragon, he could already feel the process beginning at an alarming pace. The stinging sensations soon turned to numbness. His body grew weak and tired. He found he could hardly move anymore inside the dragon's stomach, as much as he wanted to continue to struggle and uselessly cry for help. He opened his mouth to suck in another breath and found his tongue rubbing at the flesh of the creature, those encroaching stomach walls pounding him into a little ball and mercilessly working him into nutrients for the hatching's body.

Amondar let out another happy sigh and rolled over onto his back. He shifted over towards his mother's massive body, his scales dragging across the cave floor as he made himself comfortable in the darkness. He sprawled and stretched out before relaxing and lifting his head to watch his gurgling tummy. His tail twitched gently on the ground in happiness as he allowed himself a pleased smile. The struggles were growing weaker, and he could hear the wet gurgling noises in his stomach growing louder as his tummy seemed to detect the same thing.

Lifting a paw, he gave his middle a gentle pat and traced his claws along the scales of his swelled paunch. He breathed deeply as he watched his body with admiration, wondering just how much longer the human would last. As he exhaled a deep, bubbling noise resounded in his gut before rising up his long neck, blasting from his open jaws in the form of a second, massive belch to cut the silence of the cave. The acidic air of his insides hit his nostrils, making him wrinkle his nose and cough lightly as an impressed smirk came across his muzzle.

With a deep purr he continued to rub his stomach, watching it with a glowing pair of reptilian eyes, and waiting for his human to be fully broken…

After about an hour of continuous kneading, Andy found that the stomach had begun to throb around him in a series of strong, rhythmic pulses. The muscles clenched around his weakening body with increasing intensity as the powerful digestive fluids began to take their toll. His mind had developed a blurred haze as his consciousness began to fade, though the sickening stench of digestion never left his nose or lost its potency.

Despite the numbness in his limbs, he could still feel the odd sensation of the stomach rubbing his weakened skin from his body. He shivered in this moment, wondering why he didn't feel the absolute pain he surely must be experiencing. The light slime coating his skin soon turned to heavy globs of viscous liquids that layered across every inch of his melting form. As he began disintegrating, he felt himself getting pushed deeper into the dragon's body, already feeling the process of becoming one with his newfound home. The stomach lurched in a strong series of clenches around him, squeezing him tightly and bending him into place. There was a light cracking sound that reached his ears as he felt one of his legs snap, which in this case did send a shuddering jolt of pain up his body. He cried out in pain and fear, finding no remorse as his body relented to the unstoppable advance of digestion.

The wet squelching of the stomach walls and motions around him soon faded into the background of his mind as unconsciousness started to encompass him. There was no air left for him to survive on anymore, nor was he sure that he had the strength to suck in another breath. He could feel himself melting away – his skin leaving his body to melt down with broken pieces of the rest of him in a concoction of nutrients that would soon be sent along their way with the rest of him.

After another few minutes, the creature's stomach throbbed and pulsed powerfully around him as he fell unconscious. Thick pools of mucus, acid and slime seeped into his and finally broke him down into a manageable size. His arms bent easily into place within the confined flesh as he fell into a final slumber inside the hatchling's gut. Andy fell into darkness to the continuing sounds of his digestion while the beast purred happily around him. Once more, he fell asleep in the hot, continuously moving flesh of a dragon's body. Never to wake again.

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Five Hours Later

Amondar awoke the following morning with a loud yawn. He stretched out beside his mother with a tiny mewl, working the sleep from his body with the strained motions before letting out a happy sigh and wriggling his tail along the ground. He opened his eyes slowly and blinked several times before looking around to study his environment.

His mother was still asleep beside him, her massive chest rising and falling against him in her slumber. Having fallen asleep before him, he couldn't help but wonder why she was continuing to rest for so long. He didn't want to wake her, but he was growing impatient already. It was the start of a new day, and he wanted to hunt.

He rolled onto his feet and stood, bending low to the ground and arching his back in a second, big stretch. He growled and dug his claws into the ground before sitting back on his haunches with a tiny chirp. He watched his mother for a moment longer, his tail thumping the ground with annoyance before idly looking down at his tummy. His eyes widened with surprise when he found that the rounded bulge of the human was completely gone.

Amondar stood up on all four limbs, looking back along the side of his body with surprise. His body had regained its original shape, with no traces of the human ever having been inside him at all. He made note of his discovery with a little grunt, bringing his head back to lick the scales of his middle. He felt warm and invigorated after his handsome meal. His tail swished back and forth excitedly as he flexed his claws once more and trotted around the cave. This is what mother had meant by a human being: a nice, delicious meal for a growing dragon such as himself.

He sat down on the cave floor and sighed, content with the knowledge that his first human had been more than satisfying. He looked over at his mother and chirped loudly, wishing to wake her up for the start of the brand new day. Surely there was more prey out there that could grant him this same feeling, and he could already feel himself growing hungry again.

He couldn't wait to learn how to hunt.

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Epilogue

“Has the footage from our most recent group been recovered?"

“Yes sir, it has; this was a particularly good showing, I'm sure that you, and the viewers, will be very pleased with the results. We had a number of unexpected outcomes that actually resulted in our favor.

“Mm, such as?"

“Shall I mention each event that was special sir, or do you want a full report?"

“Go through each of the members as you would in a normal report. You can inform me of these 'unexpected outcomes' as you go along."

“Yes sir, very well. I'll start with Daimon."

“Who was he again?"

“The sergeant you wanted to get rid of."

“Ah, yes. He was proving to be a bit of a nuisance. What happened to him?"

“Well, he was the first to go, sir. Nothing entirely special about what happened to him: the dragoness simply snatched him up and swallowed him whole. Camera five and six caught some nice shots of the bulge he made traveling down her neck, while camera fourteen caught some nice, internal struggles using the x-ray filter. She flew away to catch the others before we could get any more footage."

“Right, so nothing that special then, but at least we caught it on film. Who was next?"

“Well, once she flew off she caught Leech on the path leading back to the ship. Unfortunately she lifted him into the air and swallowed him up in the sky. We weren't able to get much footage of that that we could use."

“Oh, that's a shame… such a waste of a promising candidate. I was almost hoping some creature would have some difficulty keeping the slimy rat down and give some good regurgitation or at least some reluctance in swallowing – whatever. Did she at least come back down at some point?"

“Yes sir, but she didn't give us much. Melusine thought he was delicious, so she never let him out."

“I'll request for the presence of some drone cameras next time then… or simply request that Melusine try and have her meals on the ground, though I don't think that will bode well."

“Right as you are sir, I'll make a note of it."

“Did we at least get any internal shots later on?"

“Some sir, but nothing that could really be considered high-quality – both Daimon and Leech were pretty much gone by the time she got in the view of an internal camera once again."

“Mm… I see. Alright, you can proceed, what happened next?"

“Well, Hale managed to escape, but he woke up our good friend Jurmonir in his panic. The night-vision cameras we set up in the beast's cave were able to catch a good number of shots when he was swallowed, plus the dragon jerked off with the human still in his belly. That one is going to sell quite well, I'm sure of it."

“Oh yes, how delightful. That horny creature sure does know how to put on a show when the season rolls around. We should be sure to send some more of our inconvenient workers towards him when we get the chance, as a token of our appreciation. Do you think Meirith would be up for the job?"

“I'm afraid Meirith was eaten sir."

“What? How did that happen?"

“Belial didn't take too kindly to his insults. The big, white dragon swallowed him whole in front of all of his followers, and kept Layla instead. Apparently the lizards favored her enough to protect and keep her as their own."

“I understand what you mean by unexpected."

“Indeed sir. That footage is going to be one of our most popular as well. Layla was fucked by Meirith – well, before he was eaten, and then two of those large lizard creatures. She now resides in their tribe as the ceremonial 'brood mother' of sorts, and is currently holding her third batch of eggs."

“Holy shit, and does that footage sell?"

“More than anything we've ever filmed, sir."

“Fuck me… there are some fucked people in the world, aren't there?"

“Indeed there is, sir."

“Very well, what happened to Andy? He's the only one left I presume?"

“Well, the pilot was there as well sir. He got eaten by the dragoness as well."

“Good God, she must've had a swollen gut by that time already. I don't think we've seen her eat three humans before, that has to be a new record for her."

“Yes it was sir, much to the adoration of her fans."

“Mm, yes, some of those people would probably jump straight down her gullet, they love her so much."

“I'm sure they would sir. Some of the footage we get from her is simply… unparalleled. And this is certainly no more apparent with the footage we got from her regarding Andy."

“Oh, did she eat him as well?"

“In a way, yes… though she seemed to take a liking to him for some unknown reason. She teased him quite a bit before, well… I guess there's no other way to put this: she put him into her slit, and let Jurmonir fuck her with Andy still inside."

“Oh…"

“Yes… I can see from the shocked look on your face that this is not what you were expecting, but this footage has already made us millions. It's attracting a surprising amount of interest in all parts of the world. It's the talk of the vore community."

“Has this ever happened before? Did Andy survive?"

“We suspect not sir, but we never saw the body fall out from her when she had the eggs. We'll have to do some tests to be sure, but I don't think we're going to get near her young with her watching them just yet."

“Mm, very good, that's to be expected. We'll send a team with some treats to talk to her once she's in a better, less 'motherly' mood I suppose."

“Sounds good to me, sir."

“Is there anything else to report?"

“No, that's everything sir."

“Very well, keep me updated on how well the footage sells back on Earth. I have a feeling this is going to be our most successful film yet. Those sick fucks certainly do like this stuff."

The End