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https://twitter.com/siniwrites was lovely enough to allow me to write about his ever lovely dragon and thus my desire to write something about that very dragon now exists within this. The dragon is of course Sini and Pizza is well, me. I had a lot of fun writing this story. Anyway here are the content warnings: Vore, Digestion, Fatal, Belching, Bones, Skeleton, Trait theft/fusion, weight gain, onomatopoeia

Grabbing the wanted poster, the tiger clad in roguish attire gives it a curious glance. Pizza looks at that mostly black dragon with purple glasses. Sini, the death belcher, is expertly drawn but has an unassuming look despite having a long list of towns that want him dead. The list of crimes on the back of the paper is even longer than the list of towns. The gold reward for his body is insanely high, making the tiger's lust for treasure far more significant than any fear of such a high-level mission. Lord class missions, only top rating adventurers could go on them. Usually, it means the fatality rate is high, and coming back is seen as a significant victory or cowardice if empty-handed. Pizza is entirely alone, with no party, seemingly no friends, or allies. Despite this, he is a Lord class adventurer, always seemingly doing things that entire parties fail to do, never coming back with a single scratch. The feline's figure remains in shape despite constantly being seen in the bar eating what an entire party would and not even seeming full. No single person in the adventurer guild is foolish enough to mess with such a bizarre entity. Given his baggy clothes, daggers, roguish appearance, and bright yellow fur, he could probably assassinate anyone talking poorly about him anyway.

The tiger positioned the mission paper on the receptionist's desk. The tall fox looks at the tiger and hurriedly hands him the map. The fox has a nervous expression firmly painted on his face.

"He has a fondness for books. So you might want to lure him out with something that seems fancy and well-written! He is often spotted wandering around the circled areas as well! Stay out of his sight if you want to avoid the poison gas he spews! He only seems to stay around here within Syldra!" The tiger walks off with the map, seeing the fox's fear quake inside those amber eyes. Pizza let out a sigh as he heads out of the wooden building. He ponders where to go as he looks at the map plunging his hand through his bag to find the fancy tome of knowledge he pilfered off a lowly wizard.

"Power word steal, eh? What nonsense. I doubt the wizard will mind knowing I used his crappy book to lure out the menace plaguing the lands with those fumes." Pizza exclaims to himself to get pumped up to find where that massive dragon could be hiding. The tiger stuffs the book back in his bag along with the map. Pizza headed off into the depths of the town, looking around for that area that he noticed seemed to be circled more heavily than the others. The feline kept within the depths of the shadows as he hoped to remain undetected through his mission. He didn't need anyone weighing him down.

Agile as his feet carry him quickly through the darkness of night, a perfect place for the tiger to blend in despite his fur color, his robes always did such a fine job of masking himself in the depths of the town. Those saphie eyes glow through the darkness as he gets closer to the location, finding it relatively easy not to get caught by the bystanders having a stroll at night. However, the tiger does not question their decision to wander when there's a devastating dragon afoot amongst the vast depths of Syldra. Then he heard it interrupting all thought. The tiger listened to the thunderous sound of footsteps, a purple miasma fuming through the foggy streets, and he knew from its sight that a single inhale would do him in. Although the feline couldn't spot the dragon funneling out that thick, pungent mist as the tiger hurried away from it, he knew that the risk wasn't worth getting a single glance at that beast.

His magic is far too weak to mend off such a horrid aura. Pizza even heard from others how God-class wizards couldn't deflect that scent. Racking through his mind of all his options, he needed to steal that power from the dragon if he had any hope of winning. The feline pulls out that book and hurriedly reaches the page that power word lays within the blue wisps that illuminate in the presence of the frightening dragon thudding through the brick-paved streets.

"Tua potentia mea est." reciting the words from the book, and nothing happens. The tiger repeats the words repeatedly with breathing frustration. Panting and fuming with anger, he felt a breath heave down his neck, hoping just this once that magic would serve him well in particular danger. All of his furs stood up his face went white. He didn't need to turn around. Pizza already knew just from the feeling of sheer power coursing through his being.

"What a lovely book you have there, tiger. Mind if I give it a read? I promise I won't be long with it, just a little peek. Perhaps I can help you, your voice, your body. It lacks passion while it excels in grace. I guess that is felines for you." The tiger's hands calmly place the book down before he rolls into the nearest alleyway while Sini lifts the book calmly, seemingly unbothered by the roguish adventurer way over his head. Pizza dashing the tiger shifts through the twisting and turning alleyway to find the plump posterior of the dragon and that thick thrashing tail knocking over buildings into dust and debris. Ducking and diving out of the way, the tiger huffs and pants as he notices the fog has seemingly calmed down from the dragon relaxed with a good read in his scaly palms.

Pizza heads over to the dragon's thick ass, trying to see a point of opening to devour the dragon. This opening is his one shot; he couldn't blow the opportunity. The tiger gets around to the dragon's thick toes before watching a wide fuming fog blast at him and dodges out of the suffocating mist. Covering his maw as he looks up to the massive black dragon finding a sense of fleeting respite that Sini has not noticed the agile feline.

Pizza is still running his mind through a series of things he could do, his head swimming with ideas only to run blank on how to avoid the poison and devour the massive dragon. That rotund rear is staring at him and the feline schemes of something. Seeing how close the dragon's hole is to the tiled ground, he hurries to that fat asshole and gives it a lick. His feisty tongue rolled against the scaly flesh as Sini gave a soft moan, his tail lowered to the ground and the thick, scaly beast of a man relaxed against the pleasant sensation. His soft sigh let out a deep coo as the tongue continues to explore the inside of that vast hole.

The tiger stops licking, noticing the tail has lowered, and the dragon's guard is finally down. Pizza hurries over to the tip of the tail as his feet tap carefully. Not making a single sound, he reaches the tip of that thick tail, and he wraps his muzzle around it, jaws locking around it as he begins to engulf that scaly flesh. "Mrrff, scheming tiger, you intend to devour me, do you? Very well, I will not let you have an easy meal!" That tail thrashes upward as Pizza gives a muffled yelp of surprise before he uses the gravity to engulf a vast quantity of that scaly appendage down his gullet as his body seems to stretch beyond an ordinary fellow, the entire tail fitting down that greedy feline gullet. "G-Goodness, you can't possibly be the golden scourge! You are a mere legend, a fairy tale!"

If smug could be an aura, the feline dons the golden glow of unadulterated pride. Sini almost seems relieved seeing that face as it engulfs the end of his fat ass and bulbous legs. Those unhinging jaws stretch over the legs as they cram into the bulging stomach as his gut sags and sways with Sini's fat tail along with those legs as drool trails over that smooth black body. Pizza is gulping with gusto as the thick dragon doesn't seem to fight any more against the tiger's warm, humid, and ravenous jaws.

That wet and vast tiger maw takes in the sagging lower belly of the dragon. The wings of the girth beast fit tightly into the elongated mouth. That pulsating flesh squeezes on the enormous meal as the tiger impressively doesn't manage to choke even once as his lips creep toward the massive dragon's upper half, Sini whining and huffing in delight, feeling the insides massage his scales so tenderly. That warmth hypnotic in the rhythmic swaying of the dragon soon vanishes behind the wet black lips of the insanely stretchy feline with that thick tongue gliding his horned head down that greedy gullet.

The gut balloons with vast girth as the massive meal fills out the gorged out gut with every inch of that warm flesh hugging tightly around that humongous figure clutching it. Still, the gut remaining soft and bulbous, it was near impossible to determine who or what was occupying the feline's vast stomach. The minute number bulges are pressing outward as the massive dragon digests.

Rhythmic is the tiger's enzymes sapping away at the scaly features of the dragon's body that titanic meal GLLRRPPing GLORRRPPPing and GLUTing away into the vast spherical shape that rotund tiger belly as it bounces and shrinks. The book has been dropped in the act of girthy gulping the page opening. "Tua potentia mea est BUURAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!" That guttural booming belch is shaking the shingles of the buildings before him, a purple and yellowish haze blasting off the bricks of the building as the book glows.

Sini is losing his sense of power as if the very belches he has used to terrorize the weak-willed infuses with the greedy tiger's loud blasts of gassy ecstasy. "GUUUUUUUUURAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPpppp!" That thin air drains out the last of what remains of the once-proud dragon reducing him to a skeleton. Those purple glasses are blasting and clattering against the damaged brick road, the tiger putting them on, one of his eyes now purple as those glasses, his fur has a black tinge, purple horns atop his head, tiny wings bursting out of his back. His tail grows a few scales as he admires his thicker form.

Pizza casually heads back to the adventuring guild and lets out another blast of his foggy miasma, gas blowing off the top half of the building as Sini's entire skeleton comes flying out of his maw. That slime and drool-coated bones clatter against the now broken road, and several buildings were knocked down from the dragon's bones being that large. The fox having survived with wide eyes staring at the poison dragon, the vulpine fellow bearing witness to Sini now felled by a single Lord class adventurer, the smug cat beaming with a giddy grin. "So, think I can get upgraded to god class finally? Also, I will be taking that reward."

Whimpering with nervous fervor, the fox digs through the safe, unlocking it and bringing out a single scroll, hurriedly handing it over to the tiger. Pizza opens the scroll and gives an insulted look of displeasure before huffing out that poison mist from his jaws. It billows around the fox as he whines and covers his face, the cat calmly lowering those hands. "Shhh, it's okay. I am doing you a favor. No one needs a master so worthless." Then it blasts out that booming belch of terror, causing the fox and the rest of the building to collapse. He walks off into the distance to find his new lair in hopes of those riches being worth it after all the effort of engulfing an entire dragon rubbing idly over that new stomach.