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Mouse in the dragon

Leon knew that Dev was all too happy to down willing prey, so it didn’t surprise him at all that the moment the micro had proposed his idea to him he would instantly accept.

What he expected less was that taking advantage of the mouse being fairly close to his head as he stood on the table, the dragon would open his maw, strings of saliva and goo forming as the jaws parted, and use his muscular tongue to grab the mouse and reel him inside of them, before promptly snapping them shut.

Now the mouse was trapped within the relatively spacious maw of the dragon, the multiple rows of scattered teeth closing it off perfectly as the goo’s dim bioluminescence was all the lighting the mouse had access to, as he was rolled around like a piece of hard candy by the slimy being, his fur getting slathered in dense drool and goo as he was effortlessly tossed around the dragon’s muscular tongue and palate as he was being progressively brought closer to the throat of Dev.

Not that Leon was worried or scared in any way, happily breathing in the foul and hot air coming from deep within the goo dragon’s innards, and it was only getting worse with the mouth being closed and the dragon purposefully breathing out harder than usual to tease the already overly excited mouse as he kept staring at the dragon’s deep, undulating throat as the mouse kept getting closer and closer to it and the depths that awaited him.

So when the dragon started to tilt his head, the mouse didn’t even really notice. Distracted and overwhelmed from being played around, it didn't even notice the dragon's wide throat widen even further before a wet GULP sent the mouse into the esophagus properly.

Going from the relatively spacious maw to the tight throat was a big case of whiplash as the mouse was forcefully crammed into the slipper tunnel alongside a decent amount of saliva, the heat from the smaller tube becoming dramatically more noticeable, and this was alongside the smell of the dragon’s digestive system now that it couldn’t dissipate in the maw, the peristalsis alone being enough to keep sending the mouse deeper and deeper without Dev even needing to do real swallows, his strong muscles being more than good enough to send the squirming micro down his long neck.

Leon was already overwhelmed beforehand, so this was an even stronger feeling as the tight throat did its duty in pushing him deeper and deeper within the neck, the mouse so small he did not even make a bulge as he was swallowed regardless of all the squirming he was doing, squirming he was doing mostly to pleasure himself and his much bigger friend as he went down his gradient throat, the heat and smell getting worse by the second as he approached the loud stomachs that were waiting for him.

The positive of the mouse being so small was that the usually extremely oppressive crop wasn’t as bad for a micro as it was for a bigger anthro, the sphincter leading to the proper stomach opening up after just a few seconds after the peristalsis pushed the micro inside the small organ, leading him into the central stomach.

The scent was far worse than everything Leon had smelled beforehand. It was completely unadulterated and filled the mouse’s nostril as he was effortlessly pushed into the purple sack. A small pool of acids and bones had pooled at the bottom of the stomachs.

As the mouse settled in the decently cramped stomach, just about having enough room to shift around, Leon felt the dragon let out a roaring belch and start to move as Dev casually said that, as savory and squirming as he was, he needed to get a real breakfast, the mouse being sloshed everywhere in the slick folds of the churning chamber until the dragon sat down, finally allowing the micro mouse to settle again, just before he started to hear gulping noises coming from above.

Next thing he knew, the sphincter right above him opened up. Some kind of sludge with a sweet odor started to pour inside the dragon’s increasingly active stomach, much to the mouse’s disgust as the chewed sludge started to fill up the dragon’s tight stomach, dirtying up the mouse’s fur as he yelled at the dragon to stop eating, or to at least send the food to another stomach. Still, the gooey dragon ignored him as he ate his breakfast and drank his hot chocolate, the stomach folds constantly moving as they mixed up the food and acids, not helped by the dragon occasionally eating a whole cookie instead of chewing it to purposefully tease the mouse, showing to him that he too was food, the occasional belch as the dragon had his breakfast further jolting the slosh and the mouse that was submerged in it. As he tried to keep his head above the mess and breathe the foul air before he inexorably went down again.

At least he eventually stopped eating, not that it provided much rest as the dragon once again started to walk, sloshing the stomach content even harder as the mouse felt like he was in a washing machine, just full of goo, acids, mush, bones, chocolate milk, and bigger food chunks instead of water and soap, and instead of cleaning the mouse up they were dirtying him even more than he already was, the much bigger dragon easily ignoring him other than an occasional verbal tease and flexing of his abs.

So the mouse was mostly alone in the purple stomach as times of rest and times of movements alternated as the dragon went on with his day, Leon occasionally coughing from the acrid air that kept getting worse and assuming the smell of the dragon’s breakfast as the organ broke it down, the mix of acids and enzymes doing its job as the mouse felt it tingle all over his body, and the dim bioluminescence allowed him to see the dragon’s breakfast melt progressively as the hours went by, and even see the stomach drain itself of the nutritional sludge it had produced and pump I into the intestines, giving the mouse a bit more room to shift around and allowing the organ to fill with air, still foul and thin one that Leo still wasn’t exactly used to, not that it was bothered by it too much as he was loving every second of it, rubbing the walls that rubbed him back.

Unfortunately, all of this happened right about lunchtime, as the dragon started cooking and once again sat down to eat, the mouse somewhat curious as to what would join him for this meal.

If the mouse thought that breakfast was overwhelming, he surely wasn’t ready for lunch, as Dev started to first eat some chips as a snack, and then sat down to eat a nice, big plate of pasta, chewed-up noodles, and sauce mixing up within the stomach once more, and with this being a proper meal the stomach was getting filled up way more than with breakfast, the only reprieve that the mouse had was when the dragon stopped to drink some water, loosening up the sludge and acids and letting the mouse breathe in some air and try to stabilize in the slippery organ.

Next, the dragon started to eat some meat, big chunks of only slightly chewed food entering the stomach one after the other as they were much more annoying to deal with for the mouse, especially as they occasionally hit him on his head, but they were only a starter s the dragon was all too happy about eating the bones too, sending them down whole or at most bitten in half, them alone causing the stomach to at least expand a bit more despite making the sack even more cramped as they were gonna be in for the long ride, the stomach having to secrete even more mucus, acids, and enzymes to deal with them for the upcoming hours, just adding further annoyances and tingling to the mouse newfound habitat as the purple stomach got loud enough that it would make the mouse’s ears ring on occasions as he kept getting tossed around by the dramatically more active stomach, and this time with all the bones in the slimy pit it was even worse than with the breakfast, not that the mouse could do anything about it as even when he tried to yell the loud churning and groaning of the stomach would completely muffle him, and eventually he just ended up getting used to it and settle more, giving the occasional rub and relax once the stomach slowed down to process the nutritional chime and sending it off into the intestines.

The dragon went along with what a dragon would do, including a whole normal-sized person and melting him off in a separate stomach, which also wreaked havoc as the kicking of the much bigger live meal as he squirmed sloshed the stomach Leo was in even more, but at least it helped with breaking off the bones into smaller chunks and made the stomach secrete more acids so that it could empty itself faster, not that Dev was helping it as he would eat the occasional snack, one again filling the organ the mouse was trapped in and making the air smell worse and worse, the mouse seemingly unable to get used to it no matter how many hours passed, much to the chagrin of the micro as he had this mayor annoyance.

Still, he loved every second of it as he happily rubbed the slimy walls as he was constantly shifted around in the dense chyme, murring as he did so as he relaxed and wound down regardless of what the dragon was doing, having stopped trying to interact with him and just enjoying the solitude, with the occasional tease and abs flex flattering him and reminding him that he wasn’t being fully ignored as the day and occasional snack was going on.

And with all the hours that passed, dinner also came with it, and with how much bigger lunch was there was a lot of chyme and bone chunks in the loud and active stomach keeping Leon company, so he was curious to see what the chewed up food was going to be this time, trying to guess what it was from the smell of it, the color, and the consistency as it kept on pouring down the sphincter, thinking of it as a fun game to pass his time now rather than an annoyance that was removing valuable space and making the air smell worse and the organ itself more active as it churned up the new and old meal, the mouse no longer bothered by all the sludge that had matted his short fur and was going to be nigh impossible to wash off, but that was a future Leon problem as he loved every second of it and wanted this experience to last for as long as he could bear it, which with how much he loved it was going to be quite a while.

But for the day, the dragon wanted to wind down as he did the last few teases towards the mouse and laid down, quite literally shaking the mouse’s world as he now had to lay on in a wholly different position and orientation as he felt the dragon snore and fall deep asleep, the mouse feeling increasingly tired even as he attempted to remain awake and see the chyme and bones dissolve, so he eventually gave up and closed his eyes too as he figured he might as well sleep and get ready for tomorrow, wondering if the dragon was going to let him out or keep him for a bit more.

By https://www.furaffinity.net/user/razorkoopa / https://devourer-ita.sofurry.com/