Toy for the dragon
Lucan woke up at his isolated campsite, ready to start his day.
Too bad that his breakfast lures in the territorial owner of the area, and some cookies won't fill him up~
A commission for Lucan
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Toy for the dragon
Lucan woke up feeling dramatically well rested, hearing the loud singing of birds nearby while also feeling cold, opening his eyes just to notice that he was still in the darkness as the raccoon instantly started to struggle against the stomach walls, before realizing that not only was the place he was in completely dry, but it also had no smell, was silent, and was unmoving once the raccoon stopped struggling, and this is when he remembered that he was out camping, having forgotten about it as it was his first day of vacation after what felt like an eternity working, laughing this incident off as he opened up the zip of the sleeping bag and stretched a bit.
A stomach churn made him notice that he was hungry from having slept all that time, so he started to boil some water for the coffee as he ate some snacks he had brought in, loving the silence of the woods as he had picked his camping grounds to be in the middle of nowhere purposefully so he'd be left alone.
What he hadn't considered is that the place he picked for those reasons might have been picked by someone else for the same reasons and that someone else had sniffed him and his food out and wanted him, the goo dragon having spotted the raccoon while exploring his territory and was all too happy to show up uninvited at the campsite.
Much to the fears of Lucan as he saw a gooey dragon four times as tall as him and greeted him, thanking him for having brought in some food and coffee while trespassing in his territory, the raccoon trying to explain that he was just camping and would leave if needed, but Dev said that it wasn't needed, but as he had skipped his breakfast he would be a great fit for it as his big tail moved like a tentacle and wrapped around the squirming raccoon, bringing him closer and closer as he yelled.
Dev was used to it as he brought the smaller male right against his musky tailhole, the light purple sphincter winking and slightly widening to accommodate his upcoming meal as anal fluids dripped on top of the raccoon's head, much to his disgust as he attempted to stop what was about to come, but to no avail as the gooey coils had no give.
Inexorably, the snout of the raccoon was crammed into the slimy rectum, forcing him to smell the strong inner musk of the dragon and wetting his fur with the discharge and goo, both of them working together as lube as the gooey being started to clench Lucan inside of his large intestines, clearly a misnomer as despite the dragon's size it was still a noticeably cramped tunnel, the dim bioluminescence allowing the raccoon to see what was up ahead, mostly blobs and strings of goo and anal juices as his yelling and pleases to not be clenched in were ignored by the bigger male as he murred and moaned, clearly loving the squirming and sensation of the prey slipping deeper and deeper into his ass, eventually reaching the first of many bends in the dragon's intestines right as the last part of the raccoon, his paws, passed through the sphincter and it closed off behind them.
That instantly made the already musky and hot air smell and heat up even worse and amplified the squirming and yelling, but to no avail as the dragon very clearly loved every squirm as the raccoon kept inching deeper within his body, much to his disgust as his fur was drenched in bowel juices and goo and he was forced to smell the foul air as it kept getting worse the deeper he was clenched into.
Eventually, he saw a sphincter right after a bend, which quickly opened up with a wet squelch as it gave Lucan a view of the small intestines, those not being a misnomer as the new tube was dramatically smaller than the “large" intestines, which made them even more uncomfortable for the squirming raccoon, not helped that the tubed were coated in visible and noticeable villi that rubbed all over his already wet body, further drenching him with all kinds of weird juices as the raccoon started to notice a weird tingling sensation all over his fur, which would have prompted him to squirm even harder if only the strong muscles weren't pinning him down more and more as he was clenched into the small intestines inch by inch as he was already regretting yelling to the dragon about the tightness of the intestines, just for the dragon to tease him about how he was about to know what tight was.
And the raccoon knew the dragon was right as his paws once again disappeared within the deeper sphincter, the air getting even hotter and dramatically thinner but at least less musky, but only because the musk was mostly swapped with the smell of who knows how many meals that had been processed in the deeper bowels of the slimy being, bowels that also had a lot of bends, sometimes one after the other, much to the chagrin of Lucan as his body was forced to do all of them, making squirming nearly impossible and yelling useless as it would just bring further teases from the dragon as he finished jerking off and was now eating all of his food.
The occasional squirming made the raccoon all too aware of the fact that whatever liquid the dragon's bowels were secreting was causing his body to melt off into goo already, as teased by the dragon as he had casually mentioned how hungry he was feeling. That soon he wouldn't have to worry about all the bends he was whining about, as nutritional sludge was easier to move around. However, he still kept squirming as much as he could in the constrained intestines with his melted body and with the limited air. Still, eventually, he had to give up as he was too tired and his body was too melted, Lucan eventually passed out as the dragon's bowels were finally free to absorb him fully, the food he had packed with him mixing up in the intestines and processed like he was too.
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