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Sleeping happily in the baking sun's rays, he became rudely awakened by the sudden force of a human against his gut. Kelekona, or at least the name he was given by those that worshiped him, sighed in annoyance. Looking down at the human which called himself Hani, he tried to lay back and ignore his movements.

Ugh, he's at it again, is he? Why can't these creatures ever rest for longer than a few hours.

For the brightly colored aquatic dragon, having these creatures around always felt like more of a hassle than a benefit. He could never quite get some peace of mind when he wanted it most, and when he was given it, the humans always seemed to fidget about with just about anything they got their opposable thumbs on. Whether it be some sort of pointy object, his fins, or even the long streamers which stretched from his legs and along the back, they could never stop rubbing or moving about.

It was then that he realized what day it was, and why it was so important; pivotal to Hani at least, but not so much for himself. Peering off, attempting not to make eye contact, as this particular human became too excited when such happened, he remembered the creature's plight. The tribe of this particular island had a strange reaction to having their limbs cut off by their own fighting, in that they seemed to believe themselves unfit for combat afterwards.

The sight caused his stomach to grumble out of reaction, for his animalistic brain paired that with the gain of food. His mind was brought away from it for a brief moment once Hani began rubbing at his belly. Even though he held a strong dislike for how much humans moved about, he also couldn't help but enjoy it at the same time. They held an uncanny ability to make their movements feel rather agreeable. It must have been their tactile fingers and rounded out fingernails in lieu of claws.

He stopped. Why did he have to stop? Now he's babbling on again. Mmh, they never seem to take this with much grace. May as well get him to shut up.

After grumbling under his breath in the form of a low growl, he decided the best course of action was to get it over with. It wasn't like he disliked the free food either, but sometimes they just had to be a bit too chatty. Scooting back in the sand, he even whimpered slightly at having to move from his favorite spot on the beach. Thankfully the humans left the best palm trees alone despite often destroying the others. Setting himself upright, he was ready to go, up until he noticed the human having gone off into some sort of trance.

Oh, this part. How could I forget? They feed me, sure, but first they must tease me. This one is lasting a pretty long time, too. Well if he isn't going to start on his own...

Kelekona decided that at this point it was best to just slurp down the creature before it began writing up entire inane speeches in his head. Reaching around with a forepaw to tug the human closer, he'd lean down to bring the two more at eye level. Just before he could open his mouth and take a quick snap at the human, the creature placed a hand on his own paw.

So now he decides to take it up on his own. Fair enough. I suppose making me wait gives me some sense of accomplishment when I needn't hunt in the first place. Now to just end that constant chirping he makes.

The actions the dragon took changed ever so slightly. Instead of biting down on the human, he'd very slowly widen his jaws, expelling a heated ball of air over the creature. In a way it sort of amused him how they always reacted to that, and they all did vastly differently. Seeing how this one appeared to be excessively happy, it made him rather happy as well.

Hmm..., very chatty, but strong tone. Has a fair scent, and certainly appears stronger and taller than most of the others. I hope this isn't a disappointment like the last one.

The dragon could barely contain himself. Despite having a belly full of food, having been stuffed for an entire week in preparation as the humans created magnificent feasts, he still found himself craving even more. It just wasn't complete without feeling a human sliding down his neck. The moment that skin scraped along his taste buds, his salivary glands went into overdrive.

Hani began speaking again, but Kelekona had his mind in other places. Supporting the weight of the human on his tongue, he juggled it back and forth a little, as if trying to taste a finely aged wine and spread the flavors. Flopping his tail ever so gently against the ground a few times, he let out another long yet incredibly low sigh. It kept his throat open, despite him not quite thinking about it, as he simply thought about the human a little more.

There was something about their bodies that made them absolutely scrumptious. Normally the only thing he ever ate was fish that he caught for himself, with the occasional land animal or anything else given to him by the humans. But the actual body of a human itself seemed to hold so much flavor, and the texture was unparalleled to anything else found in nature.

As he felt Hani clambering inside, he resisted swallowing just to be able to savor the tastes ever longer. The only thing he disliked at this point was how his stream of saliva carried away even the smallest bits of flavor. It simply had to be their oily skin which caused them to be so delectable. What made them even better was the natural salt upon their bodies; they were seemingly pre-made to be prepared and ready for a palatable experience.

With a quick flick of his long and broad tongue tip, he was also constantly taken back by how magnificently their textures turned tickled his senses. Pressing up along the thickened and sculpted human body, their bulging flesh at any location helped each gain a bit of character with their flavor. They all had the same general stature, but all of them were built slightly different, keeping them interesting. The small hairs helped to give a tickling sensation as well, to create what was both top quality flavor and superb entertainment.

Along with all of it, this one held a certain level of vitality and gusto that surprised even him. He resisted swallowing, and even chomping the body in half, as his feral consciousness screamed to finish the job already. It was as though the humans recognized he enjoyed the thrill of catching his food, and even though some of them literally walked into his mouth at their will, they still imitated that lively sensation.

This one is proving himself to be quite the prime specimen. If only they were all this way.

What made him all the happier was the leaves and cloth the humans often wore. In a way it was like they dressed themselves the same as other food they cooked; herbs to soak in flavor, and sometimes even add some texture. It added an extra bit to play around with as his tongue explored around the human body, almost toying with the succulent creature.

Closing his eyes once more, slowly swaying his tail in the sand, Kelekona stretched his neck out long as his snout pointed up. No matter whatever else he ate, once again, humans took the cake when it came to their condensed weightiness. Sure he had eaten things much heavier, but the smaller bodies helped add a certain denseness that just couldn't be found elsewhere.

He couldn't help but notice Hani's erection standing tall, long and hard, against his tongue. Kelekona never had much sexual interest in humans, not by any stretch of the means, but that didn't stop him from teasing any of the creatures that passed through his gullet. Despite not having a fondness for their bodies in a sensual nature, he did quite appreciate how open they tended to be around him. It made them more interesting.

Closing his jowls ever so slightly he'd ensure that the body in his mouth squished between the rough palette of the upper jaw and the tongue down below. He played with the human by teasing the pulsing member. Ensuring it rested right down the center crease of the muscle, he at least remained subtle and discreet about his actions. It wasn't that he cared about being viewed as overtly sexual, but he found from past endeavors that humans worked best when slowly eased into actions, lest they tire out too quickly.

Despite being so gentle with some slurping motions, hiding them more as him simply absorbing the flavors provided, he felt a series of stronger squirms in his esophagus. It took him by surprise; most creatures, humans included, tended to lose any will, right, or want to explore about. Hani proved different. Kelekona lost his strict control and finally swallowed long and hard, gulping down the creature as though he were nothing more than a morsel of a fish.

In a way it snapped him back to attention as well. He wasn't just eating, but he was eating a human; it wasn't often he got to dine on something almost as sentient as him after all. For just that moment Hani elevated his existence back from being just a meal and into a possible companion.

Well this is indeed a welcome surprise. Perhaps there was more to him than just chatter after all. Not often I get a kicker..., mmh, no point in holding back now then.

Shivers ran down Kelekona's spine. After another swallow he quite clearly felt the change in pressure taking place on the inside, and mostly just because of how rotund his belly had already become from the meals prior. It was his favorite part of eating something larger than his own head; the feeling of a creature entering his gut.

Humans once again held a special place in his bowels, and likewise his heart, for how they were shaped. The broad and sudden increase of size due to their shoulders always caused his sphincter muscles to stretch. With that it always itched a certain scratch he could never otherwise quite get at. It was just too satisfying to ignore. It almost made him sad that, some day, he'd grow too large to feel such a sensation.

That time was yet to come, and for now, he stayed firmly rooted in the present. Now the fulfilling sensation of his stomach heightened ever further despite already being stretched to accommodate everything he's eaten. Hani's body began displacing it ever further; a solid body now forced to lurch into a thickened slurry, and soon join its rightful place as a part of it.

It was both the most gleeful and disappointing part of any meal. Reaching his tongue out to curl around the human's feet, he almost didn't want to be already finished. Yet even if he stopped swallowing he'd have no choice in the matter; the greedy stomach knowing no bounds with its gluttony, and there would be no denying it even a lick of the meat. Even if he did slurp at the human's toes to have just another moment to savor the flavor.

After the passing few seconds it took for the feet to finally disappear from his eyesight to feel them glide fluidly beyond the scope of his tongue, he'd take a moment to simply rest and allow his meal to settle. Licking his chops, he began to close his eyes until he felt a distinct number of thrashing sensations taking place within his stomach. To his amazement he even noticed bulges forming in his gut where he pushed back.

Ah, what a rare treat, indeed! So rare is it that a human not only massages my belly from the outside, but while inside as well.

Pressing a hand down against the bulbous points on the further expanded gut, he stretched back with a soft grumble of utter delight. Not only did this put him into a more comfortable position for the moment, but it stretched and tightened his gut beyond the norm, allowing him to garnish all the more pleasure from the living creature inside.

He often had to wonder what went through the minds of humans as they found themselves within his stomach. Each one had a different pattern to their movements, and then some were weaker or stronger than others. Did they not feel fear, unable to see the light of day again, as their flesh would be stripped mercilessly from their bones? At times he seriously considered if they were in pleasure from it all, but he couldn't parse how that might be.

Instead of worrying about it too much longer, and instead focusing on the meal itself, he found the movements finally dying down. With a soft sigh he looked up into the clear blue skies with a sense of satisfaction. Rolling over he'd right himself on all fours, proudly displaying the fattened gut he now sported.

Such a pity, just as it was getting good. Typical. I suppose I'll just have to wait until next time for some more.

Walking along the shoreline, he'd catch a passing glance at the other tribesman watching with sparkling eyes. In particular his own gaze caught that of a younger male, dressed similarly to the one he had just eaten. Evidently that would be the next in line for what even he thought was a nonsensical ritual. But it benefited him directly, so he would never be one to end it, in the very least.

Even then something about being stared at bothered him, as they had been there for the better part of an hour watching everything take place. Shaking his tail tip with a slightly irritated motion, he'd soon slip off into the waves.

The things I put up with just to have a decent meal.