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In the Mysterious Beyond, one small, feathered creature was flying at top speed, panting and scared. It had blue-colored feathers with a black head, and had yellow eyes. His name was Ichy, and he was a flyer sharptooth.

But he wasn't chasing anything in the moment. He was being the hunt.

Behind him, there was a great sharptooth with a great fan on its back. It was opening its big mouth as it tried to reach him, saliva dripping from its enormous teeth.

Ichy panted as he tried with all his might to go faster, not wanting to ending up as someone's supper. He dashed across the land, unable to fly higher due to his hunger and tiredness, and the great fanback was coming at him with quickness, and Ichy was just looking the moment those great jaws would close around him, sealing his doom.

Then, as by a miracle, his eyes catch a small opening in the stone wall, just big enough for him to fit.

Then, with all his mighty, Ichy flapped his wings hard and fast, until his joints started hurting, and flew straight at the opening, the big sharptooth behind him also quickening it's pace. It opened it's jaws over the small bird, ready to close then, and send it straight to it's stomach.

The jaws closed together.

And Ichy escaped just by one inch.

In thins single moment, he flapped his wings, straight at the hole, and closed his wings as he flew crashing inside of it.

A huge BAM behind him tells that the fanback had hit the wall, making it shake with the impact.

Another bams followed, by the attacks of the sharptooth, who was angry at losing it's meal. And after a while, a single breath straight in the hole, followed by heavy steps going to far, was enough for Ichy to realize the fanback had given up him, and left him alone.

For the first time in a while, Ichy was able to breathe. He laid there , panting, his joints were hurting like hell, his heart was beating fast in his chest, and all he could think was about how lucky he was.

Ichy took almost half an hour to recover, and as then, he was able to look all around himself. The hole he entered was a very small cave, only big enough for him to go around, and yet, he had to crouch to walk over it.

Ichy looked at it, and decided to see where it was ending. If it ended in nowhere, at least he could possibly use it as home to sleep safely.

Crouching as he walked, Ichy followed the tunnel, first for a few minutes, and then for a few more. Just how long was that thing?

Then, Ichy felt a gush of wind in his face. The thing had another exit! And the wind had a smell in it, smell of leaf eater!

But, how? How would a hole in a wall end into a place that smelled like leaf eater? Unless it was... Could it be? It was hard to believe since Ichy's luck was not the best since the Valley of Mists, but the smell of leaf eater was there, and very strong, kindling hope in his heart.

Then, he quickly followed the smell, going faster, and after a lot of walking, in which his back got painful, he arrived in the exit.

Looking around, Ichy was completely amazed, the place was big, and lusty green, and the smell of leaf eater was everywhere. It was true! He was actually there! The place he had heard about only by whispers and legends among the sharpteeth! The home and safe ground to every single leaf eater! The Great Valley!

Ichy took a whole moment to actually convince himself he had found this place. Firstyl he felt very lucky, because he had found a ´place he ahd heard about only in rumors, and that had full until not ending anymore.

Than he felt scared. Because if he was discovered every single leaf eater in there would come after him, and he already heard many of sharpteeth that came in there and were quickly kicked out, and some actually never were seem again...

Only after worrying so much, he finally realized how deadly tired he was. His whole body ached form thye effort he put today, and even more his belly, for he hadn't eaten anything descent in a long time.

Ichy decided that the best thing to do right then was to find a safe place to rest and sleep, he would try some luck finding food in the next day.

So, flapping his tired wings and groaning for the soreness and forced himself to fly off.

It was already night time, and he was in a scheduled part, next to the wall and close to a few trees. Ichy was able to make himself fly to a certain point, and after a while of flying, he finally got into a point where there was no danger of being found.

It seemed an abandoned nest, made out of vines and branches tied togheter. It seemed also to be well hidden. How made it must have not wanted to be bothered by anyone. The place was more than perfect.

Ichy flew just above it into the nest, and then, without able to take it anymore, he let himself drop into the nest, spreading his whole body and letting his wings rest.

He felt his whole body sore, it was a hard day, like yesterday, and the day before, and every single day before in there. Since the Valley of Mists.

Panting slightly, and with these thoughts in mind, Ichy quickly feel sleep. Sinking into the world of sleep stories.

"ICHY" the small sharpbeak could her the voice of Gill, his former partner, as he looked back.

She was going in his direction, scared, and behind her, a great sharptooth-longneck swimmer.

"GILL!" he called, flying in her direction, as if it could save her, but he wasn't able to reach her before the thing bit down into Gill. The belly dragger screamed for a moment, before submerging in the water with the greater predator.

"GILL!" Ichy called as he hooved above the water, waiting for her to return. Despite everything they went through, despite not liking her, he was still needing her, and without her, he would probably be done for.

After a while, she did not came back, instead, the waters were tainted in red. Ichy felt his heart fall, because he knew Gill was never coming back this time.

"Hey, little beak!"

Ichy snapped back as he looked over, and saw the group of kids: the two longencks, the threehorn, the spiketail, the swimmer and the skinny flier. They all looked at him evily. "Seems like you'be lost your hunt partner!" mocked the longneck as his friends laughed.

"S-shut up!" Ichy said, he would have attacked, but alone he could do barely nothing against them.

"Or what?" asked the flier "You sent your big friend after us? Oh, wait! You can't! She was someone else's dinner!" and again, they all laughed even harder.

"Why, you little..."

"How long you think he will last alone?" asked the threehorn, and the swimmer answered "Maybe a week."

"A week!?" said the female longneck "I guess he won't last even a day!", and the spiketaik nodded, and they all laughed at him.

"I... I..." Ichy stammered, as deep inside he knew they were probably right, they all laughed at him loud, their laughter seemed to vibrate deep inside of him, and then, fomr the water, merged the creature that ate Gill, and closed it's jaws around the small sharpbeak...

"GAHH"

Ichy woke up in a jump. He looked frantically to all sides, and them down at himself, he touched every bit of his body with his wings, as if to be sure that was no place of him missing. And as he finished, he sighed loud as he sank back, his heartbeat returning slowly to normal.

"That sleep story again..." Ichy groaned.

He had been the same recurrent night horror, about how he saw Gill for very last time soon after they last fight. And yet, there were the kids. They were not really there when it happened, but still, Ichy saw them.

And why he wouldn't? It was all those leaf eaters' fault!

They were the ones that suddenly appeared in there and messed everything up! They were the ones that made Ichy and Gill fight so bad! They were the ones that caused so much trouble to them! They were the responsible for Ichy having to struggle to survive alone in the Mysterious Beyond for so long!

Oh, how much Ichy wanted to make those brats pay...

But what could he do? He was small and was alone, they were six and most of them bigger than him. Ichy thought about it a lot of times already, though. He was smart, way smarter than those kids. He could pick them one by one, first he could take care of the swimmer and the flier, the smaller ones, and then, he could lure each of the bigger ones into traps. Maybe he even could take revenge, who knew?

But again, maybe Ichy never knew, because he didn't knew where those stupid kids were now, or even how to find them. For what he knew, they could already have traveled to far away, and would probably never cross his way again.

Ichy was brought back to reality by the growling of his stomach, making him remember just how hungry he was. Sighing, he got back on his feet, his body still a bit sore from the day before, but far better now that he rested, and took flight.

Ichy went through the trees, keeping himself among the foliage, to avoid the gaze of a passing big leaf eater. He was aiming for something small, like crawlers and maybe a baby dinosaur. When something called his attention.

"Try as you might, you can't catch me!"

Ichy's eyes widened at the young voice in a playful mode. Not because of the voice of someone near him, but because of the voice itself. He knew that voice!

Landing in a near branch, Ichy looked through the foliage, and was able to see a creature: a pastel colored longneck. Soon behind the longneck, came a yellow colored threehorn girl, who was saying "I'll show you!"

With her, came another dinosaurs, a dark-green spiketail, a green swimmed and a brown flier hoving above their heads, and who even said "Cera takes this game reeeal serious!"

Ichy's eyes narrowed as his claws dug in the wood and he bared his teeth. Were they! The leaf eater brats! But Ichy noticed that one of them was missing, the longneck girl. But the other five of them were right there!

Ichy's first thought was to fly straight at them and attack, but he second-thought and them decided it would be stupid, not to say suicidal. He only narrowed his eyes as he watched those children play tag.

In this moment, a lot of the things Ichy fantasied doing with those brats came back into his mind, most of them too violent to be described in this text. Ichy looked at each of them, imagining they all helpless and begging for their lives before he finished them, how he wished he could do that...

Then he stopped for a moment.

Why he couldn't?

He already planned it a lot of times, and some of the ideas were actually good, and maybe could work! And now, Ichy had found those pesky kids, and they were right on his reach. On the reach of his revenge.

Ichy looked at the kids once more. This time, thinking on what of them get first, and in which way.

The threehorn should be the more aggressive of all, and she could put up a good fight, maybe later on. The spiketail was big, and was probably the stronger, though at his first abordages he seemed to be only a stupid glutton he was willing to do anything for the little swimmer. The swimmer, around the same size at him, she could be an easy target. And there was the longneck, the biggest, for what seemed the most intelligent of them, and their leader, Ichy was going to need careful approach with him.

Then his gaze shifted to the flier. That skinny thing that once he had in his clutches, but that was able to escape and make him bit Gill. He seemed to be the weakest of them, not to say that he was also a coward. He was willing to run to save his life and was not going to put up a big struggle. He could fly, and normally this would make him harder to catch.

But Ichy could fly too, and due to the time he spent in the Mysterious Beyond, he had become stronger and able to fly faster than before, and probably faster than that skinny thing.

A smile creped on Ichy's beak, showing small sharp teeth. He had just chosen his first victim.

­­­­­­­­­­­­­­The children play for quite a while in their game of tag. Cera got Littlefoot, who got Spike, how got Ducky, who got Petrie, who tried to got Cera but was scared by her and got Littlefoot again.

"Littlefoot!" called Grandma's voice "Time for lunch!" she called for her grandson. Littlefoot turned his head, and soon said bye to his friends and went after the voice.

Soon, one by one, the other one's parents called them, and one by one they went back home, save for Petrie, who stayed behind. All alone, he decided to fly back to his home, for soon it would be lunchtime.

Petrie had just taken to the sky, when something dashed out of the bushes, and straight at him. Petrie felt a clawed paw grab his shoulder, and would have screamed if another one had not got into his beak, keeping it shut.

Petrie panicked and struggled against the things that held him. He looked up, and his heart frozen when he recognized the owner of that claws. Ichy gave him a toothy grin as the skinny flier looked at him in terror "Hello, skinny."

Petrie struggled with renewed vigor, wanting nothing more than to escape of the sharptooth. He flapped his free wing the best he could. But Ichy had became stronger from living in the Mysterious Beyond, and holding the skinny Petrie was almost too easy for him.

He flapped his wings, dragged the poor, struggling flier into the branches and leaves, away from vision of everyone. Petrie called out all the time, but with his beak shut they came only muffled. And even if they weren't, he friends now were too far for hear his callings. No one was going to come to save him.

Once in the wood, Ichy dropped him into one branch, making Petrie lost his air, and then, landed right in behind him. And as Petrie tried to get up, Ichy quickly put a wing around his chest as the other put in front of his face, holding his beak shut again.

"Remember me, skinny?" asked Ichy in a low hiss as Petrie struggled "I'm one of the guys you and your friends meet in the Valley of Mists. You and your friends ruined me. And guess what? I want payback!"

Petrie struggled into the sharpbeak's grasp, fighting for his dear life. He kept crying out, like someone would miraculously hear him. And Ichy had to struggle al so to keep him in place "Stop moving you brat!"

But of course that Petrie did not stopped, he shook and struggled in his grasp, and in this, his body rubbed against Ichy's. His chest on his back, his chest against his wings... and his rump against his crotch.

Ichy could only groan in surprise as the rubbing gave him pleasure. It wasn't his fault that it made a lot of time since last time he was with a female. It was kind hard find time for this in the Mysterious Beyond when you are running for your life and trying not to die from hunger at the same time!

And now, with the rubbing of his crotch, all his pent up tension was coming back to the surface. And the boy did not stopped struggling, and really didn't helped not a little bit.

"Stay quiet you..." said Ichy, but Petrie refused to stop struggling, and kept rubbing in his crotch with his rump in the process. Ichy groaned to himself as his shaft's head started poking out of his protective slit.

"STOP IT NOW OR I'LL BREAK YOUR NECK!" Ichy finally blurted out loud. His tone was enough to make Petrie finally stop struggling, and only whining scared.

Ichy finally breathed relieved. He was about to get his revenge on one of those brats, it was not time to... wait... why not?

Ichy finally took a moment to take a look in that flier. He was really skinny and seemed to not be strong. He had slender curves that made him look most like a female in certain angles. And he had a soft and big rump. His eyes looked at Ichy, showing his fear in them. He was in his power, helpless, and he would probably do anything to save his life.

Ichy thought for a moment, and decided that, since he was going to finish off that brat anyway, then why shouldn't him allow himself have a little of "relief" in the process?

"Leaf eater." He said into Petrie's ear, making him look at him "You want to live?"

Petrie took a moment to answer only with a little nod. It was all Ichy needed.

"Then rub your rump against me."

"Mmmph?" Petrie said muffled, confused at this request. Ichy tightened his grip in him "Do it or I'll hurt you!"

Petrie whined again, and slowly, started doing as he was told. Petrie pushed his rump backwards, and started moving it softly, rubbing against the sharpbeak's crotch, still not understanding what was the reason of this.

Ichy could only shiver as the flier did so. His rump rubbed against his slit, and against the head of his emerging shaft, but this time, Ichy did not tried to fight the sensation. Slowly but surely, his shaft started coming out as it hardened.

Ichy did actually got into the spirit, as he started rubbing his crotch against the flier's rump, moving his hips as his shaft rubbed against that butt and stiffened even more, until it was hard as granite.

Petrie was confused. First there was the strange request of the sharpbeak, to which he complied. Then, he started feeling something hard in his rump, something that seemed to be growing in between the sharpbeak's legs. Now, the sharpbeak was holding him and rubbing whatever it was against his backside. Petrie really wanted to know what was going on, though not as much as he wished he could get out of this alive.

Ichy decided that it was enough of foreplay for now. He was growing restless and he wanted some pleasure.

"Skinny." He panted in Petrie's ear "I want you to do a thing right here, right now. If you cooperate, and do exactly as I say, then I might consider letting you go. Will you do it?"

Petrie took a moment to answer. This sharptooth was actually giving him a chance to live? He could get out of this just by doing as he said? But what he wanted? Would he keep his word? Petrie was scared, and he knew he should not trust into a sharptooth like that. But it was the chance of keep living that they were talking about, and Petrie loved to live!

So, after a while, Petrie nodded very meekly, as a sign he was doing whatever it would be necessary to go back home unharmed.

Ichy smirked to himself, and hugged the flier closer to his body, as he commanded "I'm going to let go of your beak. I swear that if you utter a single sound I'll break your neck!"

And so, Ichy's wing let go of Petrie's beak, letting him able to talk and use it again. Petrie could have screamed for help, but he was too afraid of the sharpbeak to do it, so he only kept himself silent.

Now, with his free wing, Ichy grabbed Petrie in a hug, as he slowly raised the flier from the branch they both were in. Petrie whined softly as he imagined what was going to happen then. Ichy raised him with his wings, right above his cock.

Ichy then started thrusting slightly upwards, and his cock rubbed against' Petrie's butt, as he tried to find his mark. And Petrie could only imagine what the sharpbeak was doing now, poking his backside like that.

And then, the cock meet finally it's mark: Petrie's tailhole.

Petrie jerked slightly as he felt that point thing touch in a private part of his body, while Ichy smirked to himself as he finally would be able to get himself the release he wanted. Then, without any warning or preparation, he forced his cock up, making it penetrate that warm hole.

Petrie gasped at the sudden invasion of a place that was not suppose to having anything going inside of it. He returned squirming from the pain and the feeling of intrusion, when Ichy squeezed him in his grip "Quiet or I swear I'll kill you, and don't make a sound!"

Petrie complied as he remained quiet, only whining softly and trying to shift his body to be more comfortable with that thing in his tailstar.

Ichy gave him a good warning, but it was amazing knowing that when he penetrated that warm and tight hole, he felt almost like he was going to faint from pleasure. It made so much time since last time he had mated, and that hole felt so much tighter then any other he already had.

All the females he claimed already had their own affairs with other males, some had even already had eggs before. That was a completely virgin terrain for him to claim. And this drove him completely crazy!

Ichy let out a screech as he drove his cock into the flier slut he was holding even harder. He hit something in this thrust: Petrie's prostate.

Petrie gasped as his whole body shivered, and the pain mixed with the pleasure. He could only shiver and a quiet, squeaking moan escaped his beak. This didn't went unnoticed by Ichy, who smirked evilly as he thought of having even more fun.

"You like this, flier?" He asked again, thrusting and hitting that gland again, making Petrie moan and shiver, but the leaf eater flier did not answered. Ichy drove his cock in again, but this time painfully "I asked YOU LIKE IT, FLIER?"

Petrie whined helplessly, and slowly he nodded his head, as he said "Y-yes sir. Me likes it."

Ichy smirked "You are a slut, right?" Petrie didn't knew what this word meant, and so he didn't answered. Ichy drove his cock in again "Right?"

"Yes..." Petrie admitted in defeat, not even knowing what was a slut "Me am a slut."

"Say that again."

"Me am a slut."

"Louder."

"Me am a slut."

"With feeling!" Ichy demanded as he shoved his cock back, hitting the prostate once again. Petrie squeaked as he screamed loud "ME AM A SLUUUT!"

Ichy was smiling as wide as a shark "You want me to take you as the slut you are?" he asked, pressing the prostate with his cock, making Petrie moan like a real slut "Yes." Petrie said, thinking that it was the answer that the sharpbeak wanted to hear "Me want to be taken like the slut me is!"

This was all Ichy could handle. He went down with Petrie, getting him stuck between his body and the branch under him. And then, Ichy started fucking him hard as a slut in heat, each thrust purposely hitting the prostate. Not that Ichy wanted the flier to have any pleasure, he just wanted to her that leaf eater crying out like a slut under him.

And he did it. With each thrust Petrie shivered and moaned in a slutty way, with his beak open and his tongue out. An utterly defeated look on his face. His own cock was now poking out of its protective slit as the pleasure was overpowering him.

Ichy went hard and fast as the flier under him moaned in defeat and lust, like a good gay slut. Ichy maneuvered his legs so his feet could take a hold of the flier's rump, what allowed him to breed that leaf eater even harder. He was now moving his rump in a blur to fuck the leaf eater under him, fucking him so hard that the branch they were in was rocking back and forth.

Petrie was under him, completely powerless, completely overpowered, and completely defeated. His rump was aching, but he had a good feeling each time the thing went deep inside of him. And this feeling was also manifesting in his crotch. He could do nothing more than moan sluttly as he was forcefully taken by this rough and aggressive male. And, to tell the truth, in the moment it was not seeming so bad right then.

Ichy was having the time of his life. He had just put one of those pesky kids into complete submission under him like a female in heat, and made him moan out like a complete slut. Ichy was holding back, he didn't wanted to reach his peak to soon, he wanted it to last as much time as possible, to completely defeat that gay slut before cumming inside of him.

In the meantime, Ichy had time to do other things. He used his feet to squeeze and grope at the flier's rump as he fucked him, spoke things like how he was a lust, who males did not submitted like this, and like he was in fact a female.

Petrie was slowly taking conscience of what this all was really about. And his cheeks burned in pure embarrassment, but this did not diminished the pleasure he was receiving, though now he wanted to fight it, it did not prevented him from moaning and submitting to that feeling that was conquering him, and to the male above him.

Ichy was taking his time, he had delayed his release for as long as he could. Then there was it. Petrie suddenly squealed in a slutysh way as his whole body shivered and his ass clamped down around his member. Ichy knew instantly that the flier slut had reached his peak, and was now cumming in the branch bellow him.

Ichy smiled as he finally had reached his goal, and completely defeated that flier. He had made him come without even touching his crotch, but only by fucking him. Just like a female. And this was just priceless.

Ichy finally stopped holding back, and, as Petrie cummed, he doubled the strength and speed of his thrusts. The whole branch rocked, and some leaves feel from the trees as Petrie cried out loud, as the pleasure once again mixed with pain, but this did not diminished his arousal or his ejaculation. Actually, it only made him cum even harder.

Ichy fucked him hard and fast, wanting now nothing more than his own releasing, caring little to nothing with the leaf eater's pleasure. Then, he screeched loud as he buried his cock as deep as it could go into Petrie's rump and he cummed.

Petrie felt something come out of the sharpbeak's thing and feel him up. If Petrie was going to guess, he would guess it was the same thing that came out of his own. He could feel as it filled him up from behind, filling every part of his insides, and making him feel fuller than he ever felt.

Ichy's cummed for almost a whole minute, and then, with the last ropes being shot, he finally relaxed, and let himself fall over the flier under him.

For a very long moment, both of them just stood in there, none of them moving, both panting. Ichy had a grin in his face, he hadn't orgasmed like that in years! This was a great moment to him, and he just felt great.

Petrie, on other hand, wasn't so happy. He was felling strange being so full and so tired. More than that, he felt like he was used, he felt somewhat dirty. And this was not a good feeling for him. He would have pushed the sharpbeak off him and take off flight at full speed and stopped in the nearest lake to clean himself. But he barely had strength to move.

Ichy chuckled after a few moments, and licked the side of Petrie's cheek, making the leaf eater flier whine. Ichy then said "Yeah, that was quite something."

Petrie didn't said anything in return, so Ichy continued "I haven't had something like that in quite a while!" and he gently brushed Petrie's face with his wing. Then, the sharpbeak's belly growled, he looked at Petrie, and another thought crossed his mind, making him grin wider "Actually, you made me feel so good, that Instead of just killing you right here, I'm willing to make a deal."

This got Petrie's attention, and Ichy noticed it and continued "I'll try to eat you." Petrie's eyes widened "I'll try to eat you and you are trying to escape. If you can escape, I'll let you go away and never bother you again. What do you say?"

Petrie took a real long moment to think about it. The offer was too risky, and he could become dinner in there. But, if he was able to actually escape, then he was let go and was not be bothered by the sharpbeak ever again. Yet, the fear of being eaten was still there.

As Petrie took too long to answer, Ichy said "Or, if you prefer, I can simply break your neck now and feast in your corpse."

Petrie shivered in fear. The options were very little and both didn't seemed so good. Petrie decided to take the offer. Between being killed and eaten, and having a chance to escape, he choose the chance to live.

"M-me choose the offer." Said Petrie, his voice still tired and shaking form tiredness and fear. It was all Ichy needed to hear. The sharpbeak removes his cock from Petrie's abused hole, making him whine and moan as his hole was suddenly empty and the cum inside of him leaked.

Ichy took hold of him and turned him, so now they were facing each other. Ichi used both wings to hold Petrie by the arms/wings, and looked at him in the eyes as he licked his own beak like who licked their chops.

Petrie swallowed the lump in his throat, and Ichy said "Okay, if you escape I leave you alone forever, if don't, you will be my lunch. It starts now!" and with that said, Ichy started opening his beak. For a moment Petrie thought he was yawning, but then, Ichy started to open his beak very wide, and move it over Petrie's head. He was going to...?

Petrie's eyes widened when he realized it, he barely had time to say anything as Ichy's beak closed over his own. Petrie tried to cry out, but all of them came out muffled as Ichy had bitten down hard enough to keep him quiet.

Petrie was trashing against Ichy's grip, trying to break free, now fully understanding the concept of "escape". Ichy was going to try swallowing him whole! Petrie didn't even knew it was possible considering both of their sizes. If Petrie was able to escape his hungry maw he was going to be let live, otherwise, he would end up in the sharpbeak's stomach. Petrie was trying harder to escape him now, but the afterglow of the sex had not vanished completely yet, so Petrie was still feeling tired and it was hard to put up a good struggle.

Ichy was enjoying the taste of the flier in his beak. Even Dill didn't knew it, but Ichy had this rare ability to unhinge his jaw so he could swallow up big things. It was a bit weird, but it came handy in certain occasions, like when he wanted a good meal. Ichy held down in the head of the Flier he was holding. Ichy knew he was not going to struggle much due to what had just transpired, but soon the afterglow would wear out and the will to live was going to kick in and make the flier fight with all his might to escape. Ichy needed to swallow him before that happened.

Ichy worked his beak over the flier, and then, with a strong gulp, Ichy had swallowed the flier up to the neck! His head was now inside his beak, the beak now up to his throat.

When his head was swallowed, Petrie's afterglow was suddenly cut out as his wish to survive was stronger. Petrie started to squirm in earnest, letting out muffled cries as he moved his whole body trying to escape from his fate as sharptooth's food.

Ichy groaned as the flier was squirming, Ichy was not going to let his meal escape. Taking a big lung full of air, he swallowed again, now taking Petrie's shoulder in his waiting maw. He used both wings to hold on the flier as he was consumed, also using his wings to force more of Petrie inside of him.

Petrie now cried out for his dear life as he was being swallowed alive by the sharpbeak. He knew now that this danger was well present, and he had to escape somehow, before it was too late.

Then another GULP! And he was swallowed up the chest. His whole head now was inside Ichy's gullet, and Petrie could only imagine who much his body was deforming the sharpbeak's shape as it expanded to fit him inside.

Petrie had to find a way out! He needed to escape! He didn't wanted to die in some sharptooth's belly!

He squirmed the best he could, but the sharpbeak held him with his wings, and used them to force him more into his gullet, as more of him slowly entered in the waiting tunnel. Another gulp, and Petrie's chest now was also consumed.

Petrie's head now was entering a fleshy ring that was the entrance of Ichy's stomach. The place had a sour smell that entered his nostrils and even got on his tongue. Petrie felt his stomach swing with the smell. He didn't wanted to end in there!

Squirming more, Petrie tried his best to escape from the maw that had him, and in there, Ichy gulped one more time.

This wasn't going to end like that!

As Petrie was swallowed, he used his hands to take hold of the sharpbeak's beak, and stopped his descent.

This surprised both Petrie and Ichy. Petrie did not wasted this chance. He started making strength with his hands and the little of his arms that were still out. Not only he had stopped his going down, as he was able to pull back some of his saliva-dripping body back form the sharpbeak's gullet!

This was it! Petrie now had a chance to escape! He just needed to push himself up to exit the maw and escape! He just needed to keep doing it and he was going to...

Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted as something started to massage his crotch. His eyes widened as the sudden pleasure assaulted him.

It was Ichy who was doing it. The sharpbeak noticed that the flier's plan was working and that he could escape. Not wanting to lose his meal and revenge combo, Ichy had the idea of not hurting, but making the flier lose his focus.

Ichy used his clawed foot to start stroking and massaging the crotch of the leaf eater flier, hoping that it would make the flier lose it's grip. It worked, Petrie's hands shivered as he moaned inside of Ichy and lost his grip. And Ichy used this chance to swallow up twice, taking Petrie all at once inside of him so he could not use his hands to save himself anymore.

"You cheating!" Petrie tried to say form inside Ichy's gullet, but it came out only as a muffled, barely intelligible cry. Ichy had swallowed Petrie up to his waist now, and was ready to take the rest of his meal.

Tilting his head up, Ichy was going to let gravity help him with his meal. He started to take small, quick gulps to take over the flier. Then, his progress was halt again. Opening his eyes, Ichy saw that the flier had used his feet to held into a vine that was just above them, and was now trying the same plan of pulling himself up and out of his mouth.

Ichy rolled his eyes, and raised his wing, and started massaging and stroking Petrie's crotch again. The flier inside of him shivered as he moaned, but this time, he made his best to hold on the vine that was preventing him from ending up as lunch.

Ichy narrowed his eyes. He was needing a more strong approach now.

Moving his tongue, Ichy started to lap in the crotch of the flier. The whole body stiffened and Petrie let out a surprised gasp inside of Ichy as the sharpbeak used his sandpapery tongue to lap on his crotch.

Ichy lapped until the tip slipped out, and then, he used his tongue to wrap and squeeze it. Ichy felt the thought of doing something like this to another male degrading, but it was worth it, for when he did, Petrie's legs finally give in and let go of the vine. Ichy quickly grabbed the vine and ripped it off, and decided to not waste more time, as he took big gulps to swallow Petrie at once and finish this.

After a few seconds, only Petrie's feet where out of his beak now, the rest of him forming a bulge on Ichy's body. The leaf eater cried out as his body shivered in fear and defeat as his feet wiggled helplessly and flexed his toes, that was all he could do.

Ichy chuckled, and decided to finally end this, and swallowed again, dragging the feet inside his beak and over his tongue. Then, with a huge, final gulp, he sent the flier in him all the way down his gullet, ending up in his stomach.

Ichy sighed as a bulge in the shape of Petrie formed in his belly. The leaf eater flier forced to curl up like a ball to fit in there. Petrie was still alive and squirming inside of there. Moving out and crying out helplessly, wiggling like he could move enough to sicken Ichy and force him to throw him back up. But it was useless, for Ichy had a very strong stomach.

Ichy, now much fatter due to the thing that was wiggling in his stomach, was able to get up and give a few steps, enough to reach the main tree where the branch sprouted, and lay against it, relaxing.

After a minute or two Ichy let out a surprisingly loud burp, as all air was drained form his stomach. This made the squirms reduce in very much as the stomach hugged Petrie tight. Petrie squirmed a bit more, and after another minute or two, he finally stopped, succumbed to the lack of air.

Ichy finally relaxed as he enjoyed it. The day had started very good, he found out the kids that screwed up his life, was able to get one of them, he received nice sex and a great meal. And that was just the start.

Ichy was smart and strong, and could make up a plan to get each one of those pesky kids. Of course, he wasn't going to be able to swallow them whole. Maybe the bigmouth. But he was perfectly able to make out very good ways of getting rid of them once and for all.

But it was going to have to wait. He had just ate a very big meal, and it was weighting him down. He was going to rest for a few days, enough time to digest the flier in him and get ready and stronger for the next step.

Ichy had no rush, though. He had a lot of patience and now he was very satisfied for the first part of his revenge had went out better than he expected. He was going to worry about the other kids later on, now was time to rest.

Soon before falling asleep and as his belly let out a loug gurgling sound, signaling that the digestion had started, Ichy thought Just what your back, brats. I'm going to one and each of you. And when I'm done, you all shall regret the moment you crossed my way.

Ichy was back...