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CONTENT WARNING:

This fic contains:

-Vore with GRAPHIC Digestion

-Violence/Gore

-Horror/Body Horror

-Cruelty/Disturbing themes

-Oral Sex

-Footplay

-Bad Jokes

"A Farewell to Simps" was initially written around April '25 and posted on Furaffinity May/June '25

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Chapter 1

Chapter Summary

After a long day of fighting his own kin in Bucharest, Raix returns to his hideaway within the small country of Leudraceia, south of the Danube River. There, he meets an unlikely intruder. An intruder that he shares plenty with in looks, but little in personality...

1.

CW: This fic contains:

-Some footplay/vore-teasing

-Some horror elements

“What a day, fucking hell…”

Raix “Wildfire” SolHart rubbed his eyes, as the doors of the abandoned abbey slammed behind him. The black-scaled anthro dragon yawned tiredly, the heels of his ebony-colored boots echoing across the tile, his black and gold coat flowing behind him. A clawed hand brushed through his shoulder-length snow-white hair, his pointed ears drooping some.

Raix flopped into a wooden chair, next to a small altar made of stone. A bottle of wine, a glass and a few books sat atop the altar, along with a mug of coffee, now gone cold. He reached down to wrap his clawed digits around the cuff of his left boot, pulling off the footwear before doing the same with his other boot. He lazily tossed the boots aside, revealing his tri-toed clawed feet paws, digits splaying while he relished the cool air.

Moonlight pierced the ruined ceiling of the long-abandoned abbey. As the light passed through the stained glass windows, dazzling patterns formed a kaleidoscope-like effect, the colorful shapes dancing across Raix’s body. The black and red-scaled vampire dragon yawned tiredly, the forked tip of his blue-tinted tongue curling mid-yawn. His mismatched eyes of crimson and azure looked out-of-focus, as he lazily reached for the coffee, indifferent towards how long its been left out in the open like this.

After taking an eager gulp of the black liquid, Raix leaned back in his chair, trying to reflect on today’s events, his left hand idly drumming on the golden hilt of the rapier clinging to his belt on the same side.

“House Durantallyn vamps and thralls all over Bucharest…makes it difficult as fuck to get back to the Leudraceia region here.”

His eyes darted to the eastern exit of the abbey. The imposing wooden doors led out into the forest. If the doors were open, he’d be able to see the towering spires of Leudracyte Academy.

Home.

Or, at least it was. Raix had forgotten just how long its been. A century? Maybe two? Time was a difficult thing for him to measure as a vampire. As long as he continued to drink blood and devour souls, he’d still be able to function just fine. Hells, the old relic who turned him probably was almost three or four-thousand years old by now, and he didn’t look a day over thirty.

He shook his head. “Fuck it. No need to try to go back home tonight.” He grimaced bitterly as he kept catching himself calling the academy ‘home’. Where he met his maker. His sire.

_ Ketzgryf Durantallyn. _

Even just thinking of the name, Raix can already see that smug, arrogant smile on his muzzle. Those eyes of violet and hellfire staring right into his heart. The way the moonlight shined off his alabaster scales. That soft, baritone purr that he would growl into Raix’s ears, calling Raix his “foolish lizard…”

Even just thinking of that voice of his sent a shudder down Raix’s spine…

“Focus, Raix.” Raix stood up to uncork the bottle of wine using a thumb claw. “Plenty of time to reminisce later.”

He poured the red wine into the glass, the dark liquid spilling out like blood. Up to the halfway point. Beyond it. Almost to the rim.

A sigh escaped his throat. He lifted the glass to his lips, taking a long pull of the dry vintage. “Well, hopefully it should be a quiet night. Would be nice to catch up on reading more Poe.”

A strange squeak caused his pointed ears to flick.

His right arm crossed his body to reach for his rapier on the left side, only to realize he was holding the wine glass with the same hand. “Godsdammit…” Raix growled under his breath, wine splashing against his boots as he hastily passed the glass off to his left, reaching for the rapier’s hilt again.

He turned and drew the blade in a singular motion towards the origin of the noise. The narrow tip of the blade pointed towards…air.

The main hall of the abbey remained silent

Another strange cry. Closer.

Raix’s body tensed, his eyes darting to the left and right rapidly, paying special attention to the stained glass windows and ruined mirrors.

“‘That you, Raigengrau?” Raix called out, his voice echoing in the rafters above.

He felt something press against his foot.

He looked down.

-and saw something that made him freeze.

The humanoid creature had its limbs wrapped around his ankle, its claws like tiny pinpricks against his fine scales. Like it was trying to get closer to his foot. Or was it trying to…

Raix kicked his foot forward, sending the foul 4-inch tall creature airborne, before it flopped onto its back. The black and red-scaled beast let out a whimper of pain, as it tried to curl up and hide the azure-colored erection between its legs, the white-colored mane of hair now dirty and matted down in various places.

Raix’s eyes widened. His stomach felt like it was about to turn upside down.

“What the…” Raix growled at what could only appear to be a…smaller version of himself?!

The 4-inch tall creature or clone or…whatever stood and dusted off its knees. The tiny creature’s clawed hands tried to shield the pulsating blue cock from view as Raix glared.

“W-wow! You’re really big! And you look like me!” The thing spoke. In such a disgustingly cute manner.

Raix looked at the smaller anthro dragon with conflicting emotions. Disgust. Bewilderment. A strange sense of adoration. He just wasn’t sure what to make of this.

He then took a look again at the smaller version of himself. Then back at the wine.

Raix set the wine glass atop the altar and pushed the glass away from him using the tips of his clawed fingers. As _ far _ as he possibly could.

“Okay, guess the wine’s gone bad.” Raix muttered to himself.

The smaller version of Raix blinked with confusion. He wasn’t sure why there was a bigger version of himself standing in front of him. Usually, he hated being big! He wanted to be small. All the time. He wanted nothing more than to get trapped underfoot or get gulped down like a piece of candy. He didn’t mind. He knew he could reform in a week’s time.

His dumb, innocent smile was plastered on his face, as those blue eyes of his kept gazing between the bigger Raix’s mismatched eyes or those clawed toes that flexed into the tile. He barely even paid attention to the rapier that completely dwarfed his small size.

“Y-you’re really cool looking! Are you like…future me or something?”

The far bigger Raix…or more like the normal-sized Raix, scoffed with disgust. “Are you…are you Raigengrau?”

“Raigen-who?” The thing responded.

“Gods, he’s still looking at my feet…” Raix groaned.

“...Raigengrau. You know he’s uh-wait, why the hells am I describing him to you, when you’re obviously him.” Normal-Raix took a step back, before thrusting his rapier out once again, the tip of the blade inches from the smaller-Raix’s red belly. “You’ve played a lot of stupid games before, Raigengrau. I guess you wanted to play in a doll house now.”

Small-Raix gasped, falling back onto his rear. “W-wait a second! D-don’t hurt me! I mean…I’ll come back, but…please!”

“Confess! Out with it, mimic!” Raix was getting agitated, the tip of his rapier getting closer. “I’m happy to burn you alive if I feel like it!”

Small-Raix panicked, as pale, silvery flames danced around the tip of the rapier. For a moment, he swore he could see shapes in the otherworldly fire. Shapes that looked like wailing faces…

The sight made him shudder, as he tried to push himself back and away from the bigger version of himself. “S-stop it! It’s okay, I’m not gonna hurt you, cool-version-of-myself!”

Raix blinked. “W-wha?”

“Y-you’re cool! Is that what you wanted to hear?” The smaller version of Raix tried to bat away an idle ember of white flame.

The bigger anthro dragon stood there, looming over his smaller counterpart. Silent, save for the sound of the smaller Raix’s blabbering and panicking.

With a sigh, he relaxed his stance and slid the rapier back into its scabbard.

“‘The fuck you mean ‘cool-version, are you kidding me right now?!” Raix growled, raising an eyebrow.

Small-Raix shuddered, trying to stand, only to end up slipping and falling.“You are, though! You look so cool, confident and you’ve got a sense of style around you-” He yelps as the far bigger Raix reaches down and lifts the micro up by his tail, bringing him to eye level.

“Where is your self-esteem, you petite créature?! Do you have any sense of pride? Or are you just some living doormat for others to walk on?” Raix snarled at his counterpart.

“I like being a doormat! It feels good to be used as a footrest for others. Or to get eaten. Also, what’s a _petite…_uh…whatever you said?”

The bigger Raix rolled his eyes.

“‘Eaten’...’footrest’...what are you…_ WHAT _ are you talking about?! How the hells are you me, when you act so…so _ stupid!” _

The smaller version of Raix wasn’t paying attention. As the big dragon chastised him, the micro got a great view of that maw. The far bigger Raix’s blue tongue writhed with each word, the sheer volume causing the uvula to vibrate, the dangling piece of flesh hanging like a pendulum over the azure abyss of Raix’s throat. Warm spittle slicked Small-Raix’s scales, breath washing the sweet scent of honeyed vanilla over the micro.

Small-Raix whimpered a bit, as he imagined his legs kicking down that blue gullet. He felt himself getting hard again.

“ HEY!”

Big-Raix shook his smaller counterpart to bring him back to reality.

Small-Raix suddenly squeaked, his legs flailing and dangling in the air. “WOAH, sorry, I uh…I…”

“...Were you listening to anything I just said?” Raix’s angrily growled.

“Uhm…” Small-Raix pondered. “No, I was just admiring your…uvula.”

Raix blinked. His jaws partially agape.

He could see his smaller counterpart staring into his muzzle now.

“Merde...” Raix groaned. “...Okay, fine.”

He set the smaller anthro dragon on the altar, next to the glass of wine. The larger vampire dragon rests his elbow on the back of the chair while he sat down next to the micro.

“Gods, I wish Allichia were here right now, she’d be able to try to make sense of this shit…” Raix grumbled under his breath.

The smaller version of Raix tried to scale the rim of the wine glass, its claws scraping. “Gotta…get in…then I can get_…drunk_ up unawares, hehe!”

Raix reached for the micro’s tail and lifted him away from the drink. “Cease.”

“But it’s fun!” The smaller Raix whined. “And hot!”

Raix gazed up into the rafters of the abbey in contemplation. He took a deep breath…something he didn’t really need to do, considering his vampirism, and tried to force a weary smile onto his face.

“...Okay, look;” Raix steadied the tone of his voice. “Maybe we got off on the wrong foot-”

“Oh, yeah, you do have really cute feet-” Small-Raix giggled.

Raix’s fist slammed into the altar, wine sloshing over the rim of the glass that was previously discarded. “Are you always this insufferably horny?!”

“...Sorry.” Raix rubbed between his eyes using his fingers. “Its been a long day. And night, technically. I’m not exactly in the best mood. I’ve got a lot on my mind. And either some trou du cul spiked my drink. Or Raigengrau is fucking around. Or I’m just going insane. Which…frankly, considering the bullshit I’ve put up with for the past couple of centuries, I wouldn’t be surprised.”

He sank into the chair.

“...Centuries?” Small-Raix titled his head. “Why are you so _ old _?”

The normal-sized version of Raix slowly turned his head towards the small version of himself. It took all of his willpower to let the slight go unpunished.

“...Aren’t you a member of House Durantallyn?” Raix asked.

“House Dura-wha?”

Raix facepalmed.

“Okay.” He rubs his temples with his clawed fingers. “Let’s start from Square _ Fucking _ One.” He cleared his throat, attempting to drag some level of cordiality out from deep within his soul. “...My name is Raixsarin SolHart. Though, I prefer to be called Raix. What about you?”

“I’m also Raixsarin SolHart! And I too prefer Raix!” The smaller dragon giggled.

“This is going to get annoying real fast.” Raix peered over to his coffee cup, seeing there was at least some left over. “No middle names? I don’t have one myself, but I did pick up a nickname called ‘Wildfire’ For, uh…” He trailed off momentarily. Scenes from his time in Prague during The Thirty Years War played out inside of his head. The heat. The stench of death. “...Uh, reasons. ”

“I do have a middle name, it’s Mag…Magnara…something. I try not to think about it, cuz it’s kinda cringey.” The smaller version of Raix laughed nervously.

“Fine, whatever, cool. Are you a vampire?” Raix took a gulp from his coffee cup. He noticed the smaller dragon’s gaze following the lump descending his throat. He snapped his fingerclaws.

“Focus.”

Small-Raix shook his head. “N-no! Just a full-on dragon! Though, I get lots that call me different names, like ‘lizard’ sometimes.

“Okay, that’s one thing we…kinda have in common.” Raix did his best not to blush, recalling how Ketzgryf would call him his “lizard”.

“So, outside of uh…” Raix held his index and thumb close together. “...outside of size differences, tell me about yourself.”

Small-Raix shrugged. “What’s there to tell? I like getting stepped on or eaten. I’m just a little guy.”

Raix put his free hand out, in an attempt to silence the micro. “ASIDE from that. I know that already, that much is obvious.”

Small-Raix stood there on the altar, blinking for a moment. “What’s there to tell? I just am here to be a cute little simp for everyone.”

Raix placed a finger claw next to his snout. “...Ah, yeah. Allichia’s talked about simps before.” He smiled nervously at his small counterpart. “Sorry, uh…I’m not up-to-date on all the terms everyone uses these days. But…forget about that!” Raix shakes his head. “...Elaborate. Do you not write? Do you have no stories to tell? Poems? Anything?”

Small-Raix sat down on the altar. “Nope.” He shook his head. “I’m pretty much just known for wanting to get under everyone’s feet. Or get eaten by them. Lots of folks expect me to be horny all the time. Or just be around to service them. It’s kinda tiring but…that’s what I do! Gotta live up to what low expectations I have already placed upon me.”

“And, like…even if I do try to do something for myself, it usually amounts to nothing. After all, I’m just here to serve and any time I try to strike out for myself, I usually fuck things up!” Small-Raix laughed a bit. “I think it’s better to just stay in my lane, I guess. It’s boring sometimes, but I…guess it works.” There’s a pause. “S-sorry, I don’t mean to ramble, Cool-Raix, but yeah-”

“Don’t call me that.” Raix interrupted. “...Please.”

Small-Raix whimpered, feeling like he did something wrong, before he continued.

“...Sometimes, I feel like I’m going nowhere. Just sitting here with no passion, no desire to do anything. But it’s okay! At least when I do get crushed or eaten, I’ll come back! Just…I kinda know too that when I do actually like…die for good, it’d be the end of a life of just being a simp that deserves no respect and did nothing! It’ll be like I never even existed!”

Small-Raix paused momentarily, as Raix raised an eyebrow. He took a sip of his cold coffee.

“Espèce d'idiot…” Raix muttered under his breath, the coffee leaving an acrid taste in his mouth.

“But that’s okay, hehe!” The micro continued on with his speech. “I’m happy to just have been here. Even if I feel like…it wouldn’t matter if I was here or not, most of the time.”

Small-Raix’s tail wags as he finishes. “So, yeah!”

Raix sat in the chair, silent. He usually always had a quip or an insult ready to go, but he also didn’t expect an emotional dump truck’s worth of…whatever that was, from his smaller counterpart.

“...I see.” Raix remarked flatly.

Silence again. Raix tried to think of what to say, as the micro stared at him with a dumb expression, his eyes wide and filled with naiveté.

“So, what about you, Cool-” Small-Raix gulped nervously when his bigger counterpart snapped a glare at him. “I mean…uh…Big Raix?”

“Well…” Raix stammered for a moment. “Not quite sure what wonderful things I can tell you. Especially after you described your…exciting life.”

“But it wasn’t that exciting-”

“Please tell me you at least understand sarcasm…” Raix rolled his eyes. “That, and-” He stood from his chair and shook his head.

“-there’s a lot.”

“Well, I’m all ears!” Small-Raix’s large pointed ears perked.

Raix couldn’t help, but chuckle at the dumb joke. “...Yeah, same here. Kinda.” He stood, padding over towards the main aisle of the abbey, standing between the pews, his toe claws clicking against tile.

He then turned and held his arms out. A grand pose, full of theatrical flair. “But gods, where do I begin? As you know, I am indeed Raix…similar in name, and appearance, but vastly different. Especially in more ways than just…size.”

He vaults up onto one of the pews sitting askew in the abbey, scattering years worth of dust. “I’m a bard. A playwright. A poet. A duelist.” He smirks, the light catching his sharp teeth. “A farce. In truth, I am more of a charlatan. A rogue. A rebel. Yet, some might think that too, is merely a façade. But what I am, beyond any shadow of a doubt, is a _ vampire _.”

The moonlight appeared to wrap around his body, a smug smile on Raix’s face. He heard the applause in his head, the perfect monologue to deliver before the curtain fell on Act I.

Small-Raix blinked, enthralled by his larger counterpart. “Wow, that’s uh…”

“Don’t you dare say ‘cool’!”

“I won’t, I won’t!”

Raix lowers himself and lounges on the pew, crossing his legs as he lays back. “Magnifique. Besides, I wasn’t finished yet.”

“My story is a long, strange journey. If I went into every little detail, we would be here all night and there is not nearly enough wine to go over it all.” Raix points over at the open wine bottle from earlier. “And I don’t trust that. For all I know, you could be a figment of my wild imagination and my extreme isolation. A sign that I’m losing my damned mind after drinking some shitty wine.”

“...But why ‘isolation’, Big-Raix?”

Raix’s red and blue eyes stared up into the shadows of the rafters, his clawed fingers intertwined as his hands rested upon the black and silver doublet on his chest. “Because, I’m quite the pain in the ass. A wild fool that has been left for dead more times than I can count. Abandoned. Ignored. Betrayed.”

“My heart knows what love is, yet doesn’t know the first thing on how to love.” Raix closed his eyes, letting out a chuckle. “It’s funny. The one who loved me more than even the stars themselves, was the one who betrayed me.”

“Are you going to see them?” Small-Raix blinked.

“...Maybe. It’s why I’m here after all. It’s only been maybe…I don’t know, almost more than a hundred or so years since we last met.”

Small-Raix almost fell over at the admission. “Well, you got to! Time’s not gonna last forever!”

Raix glared at his small-self. “Hold the fuck up. One, vampires don’t really have to worry about age, long as we keep drinking blood. And it’s especially not a concern for those in the clan that I’m a part of, as long as we keep eating souls. And two, you’re the one who just gave me this weird, stupid sad rant about ‘my life is worth nothing, blah-blah-blah!’ crap.”

“Yeah, but you’re not me. You’re you.”

Raix facepalmed again. “Care to elaborate, little one?”

Small-Raix scratched the back of his head. “Think of it like this; Yeah, you might live forever…but is forever worth living if you’re unhappy? Or alone? And even if you are alone, if you’re not…doing whatever half of those things you mentioned earlier, like being a bard, or a poet or whichever…what are you doing then? Just sitting there and waiting to die?”

Raix pointed a clawed finger. “That’s what I should be telling you, you little shit.”

Small-Raix looked at his bigger counterpart with pleading eyes. “Look, I know what it feels like to be vulnerable all the time. It’s hard. Yet, I’ve been this way for…many, many years. But you? You have time to fix things. The past can’t be changed, but you can still form a new future. The only time you can’t change the future, is when it becomes the past!”

Raix sighed and leaned back against the pew. “Since when the hells did this turn into a self-help session… _literally_.” He thought.

“You’re strange, you know that?”

“Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve heard that!” Small-Raix’s tail flicked from side to side.

“...I just hope you do better.” Raix stared at Small-Raix “You don’t exactly have much…self-esteem.”

Small-Raix giggled. “I know.”

“If you know, then do something about it.”

“Oh, don’t worry about me! Besides, I think…I think everything will be okay. As long as I exist in someone’s heart, even like this…I think I’ll be okay. I think I’m happy being the person I am for others. That’s what makes me happy. It's seeing them happy.”

Raix glared at the micro for some time, before he held his hands up in defeat. “Okay. Fine. I shouldn’t judge, even though I totally am.” He then casually lifted his bare foot paw into the air. “By the way, can you like…explain this whole thing to me real quick?”

Small-Raix blushed, his eyes carefully watching the clawed toes flex and splay. The micro focused as hard as he could, doing his best to not think about pressing himself up against Raix’s arches. Or breathing in the sweet scent as he nuzzles those smooth soles…

“W-well…y-yeah! I mean, kinda, I guess. I really like feet. And getting eaten. It’s…it’s fun. It gets me off. And my soul has the ability to come back after I get killed, like from being stepped on too hard or digested.” Small-Raix laughed a bit.

Raix narrowed his eyes. “Okay…fine, I won’t bother asking about why you’re a footslut or-” He tried to think of what Allichia called it that one time. She could already picture the tall green-scaled dragoness going on a rant in her thick Irish accent.

“A fookin’ vore -whore, Raixy-boi!” Gods, as he thought about her, he could hear her now.

For a second, he blushed. Thinking of the one time he pulled off Ketzgryf’s boots and marveled at his clawed toes, dripping with sweat. Or that fox vampire assassin he met in the Parisian Catacombs...

“Ah, kiss my toes again, _ mon ami. _ Your lips feel wonderful against my pads, _ monsieur _ SolHart”

Raix shifted in his seat at the thought, also recalling the time Ketzgryf commanded him to feed him grapes. How he’d watch that violet, forked tongue wrap around a grape, disappearing past his lips. The wet swallow that followed.

“You seem to be distracted, _ draga mea _. Tell me; do you wish you could melt upon my tongue?”

The memory of his alabaster scales flooded him. His cock strained against his trousers, a slick bead of pre-cum staining the black fabric as Ketzgryf’s violet and crimson eyes haunted his memories.

Raix shook his head. “Okay, fine. Maybe we might be a bit more similar than I thought.” He adjusted his black trousers, ignoring the words and memories in his head from past…experiences. As well as trying to ignore the growing tent between his legs, his claws snagged the waistband of his pants.

“Anyway, we should figure out how to deal with you. I can’t just leave…a small, pathetic copy of myself just hanging around like this-”

He was interrupted by the sound of glass breaking. A sound he knew all too well.

“Shit.” Raix immediately stood up.

“Oh, did someone drop something expensive?” Small-Raix whimpered. “‘Cuz that sounded expensive.”

Raix didn’t answer. He swiftly grabbed his boots and shoved his feet into them.

“Time to go. Now.”

The Small-Raix blinked. “W-wait a second, what’s wrong?!” He tried to jump down onto the chair near the altar, before tumbling off and onto the floor instead, screaming the whole way down.

Raix didn’t notice (or care) about his smaller counterpart falling over. He stepped over the micro, his heavy boots sailing overhead. “Keep up. Or don’t. Raigengrau’s after me, not you.”

Small-Raix flailed his arms as he pushed himself to his feet. “Come on, Cool-Raix! Can’t you at least stick me in your coat pocket?!”

Raix ignored him, making his way towards the eastern exit of the abbey, before pulling the door open and slipping out as soon as possible.

“Man, he sure was in a hurry.” Small-Raix sighed as he tried to pad over to the doors, his clawed toes clicking against the tile.

Small-Raix froze as his blue eyes caught movement above the doors. Crawling. Slithering.

The shadow clung to the walls, shimmying its way across the surface. It disappeared behind a curtain.

The violet-colored curtain shuddered, before it fell. Dust rained down like snow, particles dancing in the soft moonlight. Behind the now-fallen curtain, a mirror loomed.

Small-Raix (or, now just Raix, as the larger vampiric dragon had left), blinked as he approached the mirror. He could feel his heart pounding. Something seemed off about all of this.

The mirror was massive, towering over the little anthro dragon, starting from the floor and reaching up at least almost ten feet high.

Raix could see his shuddering reflection in the mirror, as he approached. He looked behind and saw nothing, before his attention turned back towards the reflective surface.

He blinked.

In the reflection, Raix saw a figure sitting in the same chair that his bigger counterpart was in earlier.

“Cool-Raix?” The micro whimpered.

The doppelganger looked similar to his bigger-self. Silver hair, yet the mane appeared asymmetrical on one side. The tips of his snow-white hair turned a shade of ebony black. The thing stood up and slowly approached the mirror.

Everything about the creature looked off. Uncanny. The pupils of its eyes…small, azure circles, surrounded by darkness. The black iris and sclera seemed to shift at the edges of the blue pupil, like waves lapping against a ship. A dark substance dripped from his body, leaving a trail of black ichor that followed each foot step. A white jacket hung from his shoulders, red markings forming various designs that appeared similar to veins in one’s body. The jacket was frayed and completely torn at the elbows. Wearing matching slacks on his waist, the pants torn just below his knees, exposing his bare, clawed feet paws.

The monster’s chest exposed, a giant scar ran up the length of his front, the scar reminding one of a serpent, as it glowed an otherworldly cobalt color, pulsing in time with the terrified gasps of the micro.

Raix took a step back, as the figure got closer.

A crack formed in the mirror.

The doppelganger disappeared. And yet…Raix’s bones shook with fear. A strange sensation threatened to overwhelm him, as he felt like something was watching him…

He turned. Now face-to-face with the crouching doppelganger that loomed over him. A wide grin on the monster’s familiar, yet disturbing face.

“Hello, little shadow…”

(Continued in next chapter)

Chapter 2

Chapter Summary

Micro-Raix gets cornered by the strange doppelganger-like creature known as Raigengrau. Raigengrau absolutely adores the idea of pushing Micro-Raix to his very limit. As for Micro-Raix, will he get more than he bargained for?

2.

CW: This fic contains

**-Macro/Micro Footplay

-Oral Sex**

-Vore (Implied Digestion)

-Cruel pred

Raix screamed. “G-GAH! WHAT ARE YOU?”

The doppelganger stood up to its full height and laughed. “Ohhhh, gods above! You should have seen your face, baby bat! You looked like you were about to shit yourself!” His voice sounded…wrong. Distorted. Pitching up and down in random octaves. The sound of three different voices overlapping one another in a chaotic chorus, the warped syllables making Small-Raix tremble in fear.

“‘Baby bat’? I-I’m a dragon! Not a bat!” Raix shuddered.

“What are you, stupid? I call you ‘baby bat’ all the time.” He giggled. “‘Cuz you’re a vampire? Did you hit your head or somethin’?

“I’m not THAT Raix!” The smaller dragon tried to stand, his knees shaking as he rose to his feet. “He’s a lot bigger than me and cooler! I’m just…tiny!”

“Ah” The doppelganger clicked its blue and black mottled tongue. “I see. You’re a ‘reflection’. Another Raix from within the mirror or another timeline. Looks like I missed a few things. And I take it that this ‘Big Raix’ you’re talkin’ about or whatever just left, huh?”

“Yeah, like…maybe not even three minutes ago. He seemed really disturbed at the sound of glass breaking or something…maybe it was a mirror, I guess.” Small Raix tried to steady his shaking voice.

The creature’s eyes stared through Small-Raix’s soul. He sighed and held his hand out, a cloud of black smoke and shadow appearing in his upturned palm. As the smoke cleared…

…he was now holding a computer tablet. A pair of glasses sit on the bridge of his snout.

“Alright, pipsqueak.” The doppelganger powered on the tablet and began scrolling, the screen illuminating his features, his clawed finger playing against the glowing touchscreen. Black ichor would drip from his mouth and onto the tablet, painting the display with oozing streaks. “I gotta catch up. I’m not about to play ‘Twenty Questions’ with you.”

“What are you doing?” Raix blinked.

“Told you already, dumbass. I’m catching up. I’m reading this story real quick.”

Raix tilted his head. “Wha?”

“Are you deaf?”

“No, I just-”

The doppelganger glared at Raix. “Don’t worry about it.”

He continues scrolling on the device, muttering to himself as he reads a word document.

“Okay, big Raix…got the big boots with the big pawbs, nice. There he is, bitching and moaning again about Ketzy-daddy. Wine. Of course there’s fucking wine…” He smirks. “Nice job on getting so close to his feet. You probably really weirded him out with that one.”

“Thanks, I…guess?” Raix was focusing on the doppelganger’s massive clawed feet in front of him now. His hands tried to hide himself between his legs, as he stared longingly at those digits.

“Uh-huh, uh-huh. Lots of words…big dialogue.” Another glance as he looks at the micro with disdain. “...Man, you’re really fucking pathetic.”

“NO, I’M NOT!” Raix blushed with embaressment.

“Uh-huh.” He keeps scrolling. “Whatever helps you sleep at night, little shadow.” The doppelganger hums a tune as his eyes scan the document. “Raix being a pompous, verbose clown, what a surprise…things about his _ kinks _, oh hell yeah, I always knew he was into that shit, hehe…”

The tablet disappears in a puff of smoke, the glasses slithering off of his face and disappearing, underneath the locks of silver and black hair. “You reform?”

Raix nods. “Yeah…like, if I get stepped on too hard or digested. Something to do with my soul or something.”

The doppelganger’s grin returns. “We’ll see about that.”

Raix’s heart skipped a beat. “Huh?”

“Enough mystery, you little crumb!” The doppelganger ignored the micro’s confusion, as he leaned against a pew. His pointed ears flicked, that black substance dripping onto the floor. “I’m Raigengrau SolHart. Doppelganger, untethered soul that can do whatever the fuck I want, and professional shit-stirrer. And you…” Raigengrau licked his chops. “Oh, baby. You have walked into a world of hurt.

He tapped his toeclaws against the floor. His blue and black eyes watched as he could very easily perceive the smaller Raix gazing at his digits.

“Raix probably didn’t tell you much about me. But you know how he immediately ran the fuck outta here the moment he thought I was around?” Raigengrau continued.

Raix slowly took a step towards Raigengrau's paws. “Y-yeah, something like that.”

“Heh. That’s cuz I’m Raix’s biggest fuck-up ever.” The grin on his face split his cheeks, more of that black substance raining down from the fresh cuts. “Short version is, when Baby Bat got vamp’d out-”

He opened his wide jaws, his mouth filling with three rows of needle-like teeth. With a clack , his jaws slammed together violently.

Raix was snapped out of his feet-induced haze at the sound, while all of Raigengrau’s newly formed teeth fell out of his mouth and around the small dragon below, leaving the doppelganger with his normal face. If you could call anything about him normal.

“-he got his soul chomped too. Slurped up like a noodle by Ketzy-daddy.” Raigengrau laughed. “Now, normally, that’d be the end of that, but Daddy Bat loved Raix, in his own fucked up way. So, Raix went off and did a bunch of stupid shit and I stewed inside Ketzgryf.

“Wait, so…you’re not Raix, but…” The micro tried to maneuver his way around the dozens of blade-like teeth that surrounded him now, trying to make his way towards Raigengrau’s paws again.

“Yep! You got it, I’m his original soul that got ate. Raixy got a new soul during all of this, thanks to making a deal with some chaos bitch god.” Raigengrau rolled his eyes. “The entire time, I was sitting inside Ketzgryf like some appetizer that wouldn’t digest. Normally, if your soul gets chomped, it’s only a matter of time until you merge fully with your host's consciousness.”

Raix stopped. “...So you mean…like..you’d be uh…g-g-gone…”

“Forever, baby.” Raigengrau let out another giggle. “Completely swept away by an endless river of memories, thoughts and souls. Hell of a way to snuff out one’s existence, huh?”

Raix shuddered, his teeth clenched. “That’s…pretty spooky.”

Raigengrau raised and lowered his eyebrows, before he continued. “Anyway, Ketzy-daddy was able to keep me around like some trophy, due to some stupid magical macguffin shit that he gave Raixy-baby a while back. A pendant shaped like a rose. Really was just a soul anchor. So as long as Raix persisted, so would I. And so, while Raix ran around Europe like a jackass, I was stuck inside of Ketzgryf. Hearing his voice everywhere. Seeing through his eyes. Hearing through his ears. Speaking his words.”

“That sounds… awful.” Raix whimpered.

“Hehe, not as bad as what I’m gonna do to you, sweetcheeks…” Raigengrau giggled wickedly at the fear in the micro’s eyes.

“But yeah, Raix runs off. Travels around Europe and Asia on some…weird journey of self-discovery or some bullshit. Comes back decades later and he does the impossible; he beats Ketzgryf. Or, so he thought. Ketzgryf let him win.”

“As to why, I dunno. Those lovesick clowns feel weird about each other. So, Raix frees me. I think I’m about to go back into his body and have a life again…and then he leaves me. Completely and utterly rejects me.”

Raix could smell the sweet scent of Raigengrau’s paws now. It was both pleasant and…foul, all at once. Almost like the mix of sweet honeyed vanilla that Raix usually had on his body, now mixed with the putridity of a corpse flower.

“He was afraid he’d lose all of his memories as a vampire. Afraid he’d lose what made him, well…him. All while not thinking of me. The one who’s been with him since he crawled his way into this hellhole that we call life. So, I became what the gods call an ‘untethered soul.’ Completely out of the frame of fate, predetermination, whatever you wanna call it.” Raigengrau chuckled, his overlapping voices laughing in different pitches. “Untethered souls like me are really fuckin’ bad news, because not even the gods can predict what we’re gonna do. Raix’s stupid chaos bitch god got real fuckin’ mad at him for letting me loose. Almost sent his ass into space over it.”

He bites his lower lip, blood welling from where his fangs pierced flesh. “She was even more pissed when I almost ate her.” Raigengrau grinned wickedly, blood dripping from his muzzle. “Chaos gods got a real funny flavor to ‘em. Tastes like a funky color outta space, know what I mean?” He winks.

Small-Raix blinked. “How-” He gagged. Raigengrau’s scent was cloying, even as his cock twitched with need.

“Carefully.” Raigengrau sucked on his lower lip, tasting his own blood. “But yes, I ate part of a literal chaos god’s soul. Which made me able to form this fun little body that’s just a fucked up version of Raix’s own. I love to torment the guy. But I never would wanna kill him. Not right away at least.” Raigengrau’s blue and black eyes stared into Small-Raix’s. The doppelganger could feel himself salivating, audibly swallowing down his saliva while glaring at the micro. “I don’t want to kill him until I’ve ruined every little part of his life. Killed and eaten everyone he’s ever known. Drank all their souls up, so they’re stuck within me, forever. I wanna see him on his knees, crying and begging for death, before I finally do him in.”

“But why-”

“Because. I wanna see him scream for leaving me! Until his vocal cords are raw, bloody and torn apart.” Raigengrau purred darkly. “He doesn’t just get to walk away.”

“And the best part?” The doppelganger sneered. “Since I’ve got a little bit of a chaos god inside of me, I get to exist outside of time and space, so I get my rocks off going to other reflections, other timelines within the mirror and eating the souls of other Raixes” He nods at Small-Raix. “You’re probably from some stupid pathetic reflection or timeline, judging by how cringey your whole life is.”

“I’m not cringey!” Small-Raix balled his hands into fists, his cheeks puffing out in anger.

Raigengrau chuckled at the adorable sight. “Sure, shitstain! Whatever helps you sleep at night. But hey, guess what, you little dork?” Raigengrau mused. “I got somethin’ real fun to tell ya’. That is, if you’ve been paying attention at all, but instead, all I could see was you looking at my feet with that stupid look you have on your face.”

Raix blushed heavily at being called out like this. Again. “W-what do you…mean? I…I’m not…”

The doppelganger rolled his eyes. “Gods, you and Baby Bat fucking suck at lying. Whatever. Let me spell it out for you. You know how our Raix, the one dressed up like a shitty Alucard cosplayer, is the one I plan to leave alive until the end.” Raigengrau started. “And I brought up that I enjoy fucking with other Raixes, right?”

“So, what do you think I’m going to do to _ you _, little shadow?”

The words rang in Small-Raix’s ears, as he started to widen his eyes with understanding. And fear.

“Oh.” Raix whimpered.

“Did it finally get through to your smooth fuckin’ brain?” Raigengrau growled, the sound reverberating in Raix’s bones. “You’re about to have a very, very bad day.

Raigengrau raised the clawed foot that Raix had been staring at onto its heel and flexed his toeclaws. “But, hey. Why not just give in , little shadow? After all, you said it yourself. You just love gettin’ stepped on and sucked down into someone’s guts, right?”

The distortion in his voice peaked with his next words, the sound akin to Raix’s brain being raked over with claws

“Because I’m going to take everything you love and turn it upside-down.”

Raix’s eyes had to tear away from those flexing toeclaws. His gaze met the blue and black eyes of Raigengrau’s. That overly-wide grin, inky ichor dripping from his body…

The micro never really lived his life in fear. Just going through his days without much of a care in the world. But, for the first time in a very long while, Raix felt primal terror wrap its icy grip around his heart.

“P-please…” Raix shuddered. “Let me go. I-I don’t know who or what you are…”

Raigengrau snorted, the sound akin to glass scraping against a chalkboard. “_ PFFFT! _ Baby, of course you know who I am. I am you. Just a far more fucked up version from another reflection. You? You’re just some spinoff of yours truly. And you know, if you ever watch much TV, you’d realize what happens to most spinoff shows, right?”

“_ They get cancelled mid-season. _”

“A-are you gonna…am I gonna die?” Raix felt his stomach knot itself.

Raigengrau licked his lips. “You’ll see, little shadow. But for now…let’s just assume this is your last day alive” He flexed his toes, teasing Raix. “You’d wanna enjoy it, right? So, show me just how much you love being a foot toy.”

Raix was paralyzed. Shuddering. Shivering. His legs felt like jelly. He felt like he wanted to retch, his stomach fluttering with butterflies. But as his eyes flicked towards that large foot paw in front of him…he couldn’t stop looking at those big clawed feet in front of him. Plantigrade. Big enough to easily crush out his entire existence. Smooth soles, clawed digits flexing invitingly.

His blue cock throbbed between his legs. He took a step forward. And another. Heart pounding. Ears ringing. Mouth watering.

The scent of sweet vanilla mixed with rot was overwhelming. Almost as if the residential bakery doubled as the local morgue. Desire and logic wrestled with each other. Raix knew this was a very bad idea. He had a feeling that Raigengrau was something completely different from what he usually deals with. That the shadow really did mean that it would be his last day alive and-

His snout pressed against the underside of Raigengrau’s foot.

And Raix breathed deep.

“Mmmm…stupid little foot-whore.” Raigengrau mused, his toes curling a bit.

The scent…gods, the scent was something else. Delicious and revolting at the same time. Raix’s mouth watered while he tried not to gag. His cock leaked from its tip, his blood curdling. His spine tingled with fear and disgust, but his arousal was winning out...

“P-please…d-don’t hurt me.” Raix whimpered. He nuzzled against Raigengrau’s sole, his lips kissing the bottom of his foot.

“You’re in zero position to ask for anything, little shadow…” Raigengrau purred. He lowered his foot, making sure the micro had an easier time worshiping. He was going to give Raix everything he wanted _ and then some _.

“Nnngh…” Raix felt the foot press against his face. Not enough to crush. But enough to remind him that he was just a bug compared to this giant beast. His heart was still pounding.

His lips parted, his tongue lapping up and down Raigengrau’s sole. Over and over. Covering it in his saliva.

“Mmm…what a good boy you are, Raix.” Raigengrau sighed with bliss. “Keep it up, little shadow. I wanna hear how much you love this.” Slowly, his foot descended.

Raix gasped, letting out a panicked yelp as Raigengrau brought his paw down, pinning the small dragon underneath with his snout pressed between the doppelganger's flexing toes. He took a strained breath, immense weight pressing against his chest.

“Nnngh…R-Raigengrau…please…” Raix whimpered and wheezed, trying to fill his lungs with air.

“Tell me, little shadow.” Raigengrau mused, as he reached inside of his torn jacket. “Why do you love flirting with death so much? Is it because the thought of being stepped on like a bug or digested like a snack makes you rock hard? Knowing that, no matter how bad it gets, you’ll come back? An endless cycle. Crushed. Reform. Try it again. Swallowed. Die. Respawn. Rinse. Repeat.”

Raix felt his cock rub up against Raigengrau’s sole. His hips bucked, his shaft grinding against the smooth, warm flesh. His snout nuzzled and pressed up in between the doppelganger’s digits, his tongue slipping between those toes.

“Is that why you lived your life in such a depressing, ridiculous way? Day-to-day with no expectations. No worries. No desires. Letting everyone trample all over you, literally and figuratively. No drive. No motivation. Just a sick sense of desire until you die and disappear forever.” Raigengrau giggled wickedly. “Shit, I’m the physical representation of the real Raix’s fucked up-self, and even I have more self-pride than you do.” He pulls something out of his pocket. It squirms in his hand.

“H-help! Help me!” The new micro panics, its legs kicking.

Raix looks up between the digits. His eyes widened.

It’s himself.

The new small clone of Raix whimpers pathetically, flailing his arms around. “I don’t wanna die! Don’t eat my soul!”

“...What the-” Raix can only stare in disbelief.

Raigengrau looks at the little micro in his hand with a smirk, then down at the Raix at his feet paws. “Jealous? Don’t worry, this will be you soon enough.” Raigengrau purred softly at the panicking clone. He brings the tiny squirming micro clone to his lips.

“No! No-no-no-no-no!” The micro was kicking and squirming to the point that it didn’t care if it plummeted to its death. It just wanted off this wild ride.

“Uh…yes. Yes-yes-yes-yes- yes! ” Raigengrau mocked the clone, before his lips parted with a “mlaahhh”. His forked blue and black mottled tongue dragged over the micro’s body. “Mmmm…you gonna kick for me on the way down, little guy? That shit gets me off, ya’ know.”

The Raix underfoot was frozen with terror. He’s seen some cruel predators before, but nothing like this.

“Hey, bitchtits.” Raigengrau growled.

The micro dripping with saliva tensed up. “Huh?”

“No, not you! The other one!” Raigengrau shifted his foot, pressing Raix’s face underneath a massive toe, wedging his snout underneath the digit. “Get back to licking, arch-support.”

Small-Raix wheezed, the sweet rot all around him now. “Mmmph…mmh.” His tongue slipped out underneath the digit, listening to the horror show taking place above him.

“So, what about you, little guy?” Raigengrau asked the micro in his claws. “Ready to go on a one-way trip?” He playfully licked against the micro’s form.

“S-stop! Please, stop!” The small clone screamed in a shrill voice.

“Oh! Is this Red Light, Green Light?” Raigengrau grinned widely. “I got you. Okay; we’re stopped. See? Red light.” He let the words hang in the air, as he licked his lips, smacking them together. He could already feel his mouth watering with anticipation. “Gods, you guys do taste amazing though. I could eat a whole buffet of you little fucks and I’d never get sick of it.”

Before the micro could reply, Raigengrau’s eyes lit up with wicked excitement. “Anyway… GREEN LIGHT! ” He lazily tossed the micro into his gaping jaws, sealing them behind the clone with a clack as his teeth snapped together.

Tongue worked underneath the micro, the muscle brushing up against the flailing body in the maw. Everytime those lips parted, panicked yells could be heard from inside, Raigengrau’s ears perking with joy at the sound.

With little effort, he tilted his head back and swallowed. “Uuungh…” Raigengrau let out a satisfied sigh, his claws massaging the bulge that slipped down his scarred neck. “Fuck, I love my job…”

The entire time this was going on, the Raix underfoot was wheezing, his scales turning a sickly shade. He needed air. Badly. The pace of his licks was slowing, his senses beginning to fade-

The foot finally lifted. Raix’s vision blurred as he gasped, desperate for air.

“Whoopsie! My bad! Forgot you were down there.” Raigengrau giggled, his hand rubbing along his stomach, the other slipping down the waistband of his pants. “Sorry, I get a little too into this. That squirming sensation on the trip down, the sheer volume of their cries tickling your gullet, the aftertaste on your tongue… Mmm! ” He made an over-exaggerated shudder. “Fuckin’ love it.”

He smacked his lips together, grinning down at Raix. “Just consider it a little preview of the main event tonight. Co-starring you. ‘Cuz I’m always the star of the show, baby.”

Raix coughed and sputtered, his lungs aching as he filled them with air. “U-ugh…” He groaned, struggling to stand, his entire body shaking with effort.

“Oh, no.” Raigengrau chuckled as he sat back on the pew, lifting both of his feet paws onto their heels to expose the undersides. “No passing out on me. The audience loves a good show, after all.” His tail-tip pokes Raix’s back, pushing and guiding him closer towards those paws.

Raix stumbled, still coughing, as he approached those big paws again. Despite everything, he was rock hard, to the point where he was wondering if he was feeling light-headed from all the blood rushing to his cock between his legs. “W-wuhh…” He almost trips and falls face-first against the sole of Raigengrau’s left foot.

The little dragon wasted no time, pushing through the haze. Small-Raix’s hands rubbing against that sole, as he licked eagerly, taste buds tingling on his tongue.

“Mmm…nngh..” He moans between licks, as Raix feels his cheeks blush. “Master…master Raigengrau…”

The doppelganger snorted laughter, curling his clawed toes over Raix’s head again, forcing his face into the sole of his foot. “Holy~ shit, little shadow! I didn’t even tell you to call me ‘master’, and you’re just doing it all on your own? Godsdamn.” His grin is ever present. “Keep going.”

His terror momentarily forgotten, Raix pressed his body up against Raigengrau’s sole, his legs brushing up against the heel of the giant creature’s foot. He’d occasionally jerk his hips forward, his cock leaving trails of precum against Raigengrau’s arch, licking and kissing the sole over and over again, his eyes gazing up at those flexing toes.

“Mmmm…” Raigengrau slipped his pants down just enough to expose his throbbing cock, a pillar of azure and ebony flesh. “I’ve hunted and eaten so many other Raixes in hundreds…thousands of different reflections. And you might be the most thirsty one I’ve ever met.” He brought over his other foot, embracing the tiny dragon worshiping his feet with both paws, sandwiching him between soles.

Small-Raix was ecstatic, the soles grinding against his tiny form, cock between Raigengrau’s giant paws. Toes flexing, body squirming. He was so close right now and-

Raigengrau released Raix, planting his feet on the floor, his claws digging into the tile underfoot.

Raix stared up at Raigengrau. His chest heaved, his cock twitched.

“I…I have to..I gotta…” Raix reached forward, his hand at his aching cock.

The moonlight from above formed a shadow on the trembling micro’s body.

The shadow twitched, moving on its own. Coiling around Raix’s body, pinning his arms against his sides.

“ W-wha?!” Raix kicked his legs, the shadows coalescing beneath his feet, raising him into the air, the inky darkness that held him now forming a pillar that raised Raix. Higher. And higher. Towards the throbbing meat of the doppelganger.

“Nuh-uh, thirsty simp!” Raigengrau cackled. “I ain’t lettin’ you finish up just yet. We haven’t even started.”

Small-Raix whimpered, forced to take in Raigengrau’s musk. The scent…the stench was stronger here, the shadows pushing him against the shaft.

“Nnngh…” Raix whimpered pathetically. Face pressed right up against the cockhead, as the shadows around his body begin to slacken their grip. “N-nooo! Don’t let me fall!” Raix screamed, his arms and legs wrapping around Raigengrau’s penis.

The micro’s tiny body against his shaft drew out a moan from Raigengrau’s throat, the sound akin to a howling wind through a tunnel of flesh. “Mmm…even when you don’t mean it, you have quite the touch, little one.” His black and blue eyes stared intensely at Raix “Go on, give it a kiss. Indulge me. Indulge yourself.”

Raix tried his best to not hyperventilate, the little micro was terrified that he was going to fall and splatter against the floor below, clinging to Raigengrau’s cock with as much strength as he could muster. Leaning forward, he pressed his muzzle right up in the sensitive space where shaft and head meet, his lips kissing the throbbing flesh.

“Mmm..mmrah..” The needy sound slipped from Raix’s lips, as he started to kiss and lick the area around Raigengrau’s cock, the forked tip of his tongue ticking the sensitive flesh.

“Mmmmmhh…hehehe…” Raigengrau giggled, his hips thrusting a bit into the air, forcing Raix to hang on to that cock. “You’re real good at this. Not only do you wanna get buried underfoot or die inside of someone, you also really know how to play with a dick.” Jet-black colored pre started to drip from the cockhead, with Raix opening his muzzle to catch the drops, gulping it down eagerly.

The taste was indescribable. It was like eating the sweetest of cakes, but behind all that rich flavor upfront, an awful aftertaste lingered on his tongue. He struggled not to gag. He wanted to stop. But…he wanted more.

“Master…nnngh…glrk.” The tiny dragon’s tongue lapped up the strange tasting pre with gusto, hands working over the cock. His body arched, pressing his own shaft against the doppelganger’s leaking dick.

Suddenly, a muffled scream.

Raix’s eyes shot wide open. His attention diverted from his task, eyes gazing towards the lithe red stomach of Raigengrau’s, the glowing scar on his body pulsing faintly.

“Hear that?” Raigengrau licked his lips. “That’s gonna be you soon enough. Squirming. Begging. Crying. _ Dying _. Over and over again for me.”

Raix gasped, the sticky black precum slipping down his airway. He started to choke, cough and gag, trying to clear his lungs of the stuff, all while his pointed ears picked up the sounds of digestion and…gods knows what else inside of Raigengrau’s stomach.

Raigengrau laughed wickedly, his clawed hands stroking over his own chest. “Awww, are you scared? Because…you should be.” Those clawed hands of his rubbed his stomach with glee. “Unngh…I feel ‘em wriggling. So fucking good.”

Raix sputtered and coughed out the last of the offending substance in his airway. “Them?”

“You’ll see.” The look in those black and blue eyes implied something that Raix didn’t like at all.

He was snapped back to reality by another thrust, another bead of precum. Raix held onto the cock again, trying to ignore the creeping sensation of fear, his tongue flicking out rapidly to tease the leaking cockslit. Raigengrau growls grew more frequent while rubbing his stomach, the dual sensations of his active belly and the micro at his cock were starting to send him over the edge.

“Do it. Do it. Come on. More.” His mixture of voices, tones and pitches grew unhinged, as he started to come apart. The chorus of three voices morphing into a cacophonous legion that sang from his hellish depths. “I want you…I want you!”

Raix shuddered, the muffled sounds of something crying from within Raigengrau’s belly making his ears flatten against his head.

With a cry that sounded like a demonic wail from hell, the doppelganger reached his limit.

“ Yessssss~!” Raigengrau’s eyes clenched with his teeth grit together, as a wave of sticky black cum shot out from his cock. Raix yelped, the little micro almost getting swept away by the flood of seed, his tiny throat in no way able to handle all of these fluids. Raix gagged again, as his small clawed hands dug into Raigengrau’s shaft, holding on for dear life.

The sensation of Raix clinging onto his ejaculating cock was an overstimulating sensation for the doppelganger, his pleasured cry twisting into a high pitched whine, as Raigengrau threw his head back in perverted lust, the forked tip of his blue and black tongue hanging out lewdly.

“Ahhh…ahhh, yeah… ” He gasped. His voice slowly shifted back into its normal three tones mixed together in bizarre harmony. “Now, that’s how you fuckin’ do it.”

(Continued in Part 3)

Chapter 3

Chapter Summary

After being pushed too far by Raigengrau, Micro-Raix's sanity starts to fray at the edges. Whether he wants to be eaten by the giant doppelganger dragon or not, he's going to be put through a hell of a time. However, it may even be worse than that, as Raigengrau promises to put Micro-Raix through a living nightmare...

3.

CW: This chapter contains:

_ -Vore/Soul-vore/Graphic Digestion _

_ -Violence/Gore _

_ -Horror/Body Horror elements _

_ -Cruelty/Disturbing themes _

_ -Some foot play _

-_ Bad jokes _

Raix’s head was swimming, his thoughts muddled. It was hard to breathe, the lingering inky semen still inside of his lungs, throat coated with the stuff. The lingering aftertaste just wouldn’t leave his mouth. “Ugh…I think…I think I need a break.”

Raigengrau plucked him off his cock and started to lift him towards his face. “Vacation request denied, little shadow! You’ve used up all your time-off sittin’ around doing jack-all while waiting to get crammed down someone’s gullet.”

Raix hung limply from Raigengrau’s claws, the doppelganger leaning back against the armrest of the wooden pew. His feet hung over the opposite end, crossing his ankles. His tail swung lazily below, leaving trails of black ichor.

“So!” Raigengrau smiled down at Raix, dropping the micro onto his chest. “I bet you’re just dying to know what’s going to happen next, huh? You think this is the part where you get to go, ‘ohhh, big dragon doppelganger thing! Please, crush me under those big paws of yours! Swallow me whole, right down that tight throat! Let me digest and I promise, I’ll see you again soon!’ Right? _ RIGHT _?!”

The tone in his voice implied it was not a rhetorical question. “Y-yes! I wanna..I wanna know what’s gonna happen to me! A-am I gonna…am I gonna be okay?” Raix cowered.

The answering laugh made his heart sink.

“PFFFFFT, hahahaha!” Raigengrau cackled. “Holy shit, no. Absolutely _ not _.”

A muffled cry emanated from the doppelganger’s stomach. “Let’s talk, pipsqueak.” Raigengrau’s lips twisted into a smug smile. “You probably weren’t paying attention while I was talkin’ about being a soul eater. Probably too busy staring at my feet paws again. I get it, you little shit. I’m irresistible.” Raigengrau waggled his eyebrows. “So, while Raixy, Ketzy and all of the House Durantallyn goons can slurp down someone’s soul and absorb all of their prey’s thoughts and memories, I get to have a little more fun with it!” He was absolutely loving the sad and pathetic look on Raix’s face.

“When I eat someone and their soul by extension…they never end up merging fully into me. They just kinda…linger. Forever. ”

Raigengrau snapped his fingerclaws towards the mirror that Small-Raix was gazing at earlier. Shadows began to pour from the cracks, the mirror mending itself, darkness engulfing the surface. “Ready for a preview of the series finale, baby? You’re not gonna wanna miss this.”

Small-Raix whimpered as he slowly turned to face the mirror. His heart was pounding as the shadows began to dissipate.

The screams filled the abbey, as Raix got a preview of a hell beyond his wildest imagination.

Tens-no, hundreds of miniature clones that looked just like himself, all from different reflections and timelines, squirmed within a fleshy sack. The walls of the flesh pit were bioluminescent, an eerie azure glow illuminating the living tissue that pulsated and kneaded the swarm of Raixes. Fluid frothed and bubbled, each muscular pulsation forcing out additional liquids. The squirming clones frenzied, their cries reaching a fevered pitch, as they began to dissolve.

“...It’s…it’s a stomach…” Small-Raix could only utter in a monotone. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the horrific sight.

“ DING-DING-DING! WE HAVE A WINNER, FOLKS!” Raigengrau hollered. “Damn, sure does look like what would happen if you ate a sandwich, huh?” He giggled wickedly. “But you haven’t said the part I want to hear the most, baby. _ Who’s _ gut do you think that is? I’ll give you a hint; you’re really close to him.”

Small-Raix knew. He absolutely knew. “...P-please.”

“Who?” Raigengrau’s voice lowered, his eyes widening as he grinned. “Say. It. ”

“Yours?” Small-Raix could barely manage a whisper.

The moment he utters the words, a half-digested clone _ bursts _ from the scar tissue that made up Raigengrau’s front.

“_ OH GODS!!!!! IT BURNS!! PLEASE!! I FEEL IT EVERYWHERE! HELP-” _

The clone was schlorped back in through the scar tissue.

The encounter couldn’t have been more than two, maybe three seconds, yet Small-Raix let out a terrified yelp.

“NO! PLEASE!!” The micro yelped. “I don’t wanna be like that!”

Raigengrau giggled wickedly. “Ohhhhh, YES you are gonna be just like that, baby!” The muffled cries within his stomach were getting louder as he digested the mini-Raix clones. “When I’m done with you? Every single split-second of your existence is going to be worse than any hell that could possibly exist.” He lets out a low growl. “You’ll reform, alright. As a part of me. Your soul will be bound to me. You’ll die horrifically. Melt down into a fuckin’ puddle. Only to reform back in my stomach, just to digest again. And again. And again. ” His black and blue eyes glare down at Raix with an intense look. “If you’re real lucky? You’ll get even further in my body. I got some Raix’s that have been marinating within me for so long, they’re gettin’ digested down at the cellular level. Even getting strangled by my DNA…” He points again at the mirror. “Preview’s still rollin’, shitstain. Don’t miss what’s next.”

The micro snapped his head back towards the mirror. He didn’t want to look, but…what else could he do?

Small-Raix watched as he saw himself in the mirror. Buried underneath the weight of dissolving bodies that looked just like his own. His scales would crack and dissolve. Chunks of his silvery hair fell out. The exposed flesh began to slough off his bones and-

“No…” He whispered.

Another series of images. Small-Raix seeing himself get pushed through the sphincter that marked the entrance of the stomach, as so many clones that looked like himself reached out to grab him. Tearing chunks off of his body. Stepping on him. Eating him, piece-by-piece.

“No!” His voice cracked.

He saw himself pinned underfoot, face-deep in the stomach acid. Tongue lolling out in a feeble attempt to lick the paws of the clones. The acid would seep into his flesh and bones, as his skull softened, the foot paw crushing his head underneath.

“_ NO!!!” _ He screamed. The sound of his own voice pierced his own eardrums, drowning out the sound of Raigengrau’s scar tissue opening up again, another half-digested clone struggling to escape.

“Please, let me die…for good.” Its voice gurgled and rasped, the front of its body almost completely hollowed out, lungs having been ravaged by the potent stomach acid.

“Whoopsie.” Raigengrau reached down to pluck the escaping clone from his body, swiftly tossing it into his maw and gulping it back down. “I think your coworkers are trying to take a half-day today.”

Raix could barely stand, his knees buckling every time he tried to straighten himself. Terror and adrenaline coursed through his veins. His heart pounded like a drum, swearing that it could burst any second now.

Yet, the terror he felt was not just due to seeing what destiny had in store for him…

…it was also because his _ rock-hard _ cock was still throbbing.

“Damn.” Raigengrau licked his lips as he stared at Small-Raix. “Still diamonds hard, huh?” He chuckled. “That’s a special kinda ‘fucked-up’.”

“No! Nonononono!” Raix shook his head rapidly. “I’m not…I’m not-” He couldn’t even finish his words, terror and lust dancing with each other inside of his heart.

“Yeah, you do!” The doppleganger leaned in closely. “You absolutely fuckin’ do! Holy shit!” Raigengrau cackled. “Oh gods, I can’t…man! I’ve eaten so many other Raixes, right? You’re easily the most pathetic one I’ve met.” He reached forward, his clawed hand grasping the squirming micro dragon.

“H-help!” Small Raix squirmed as Raigengrau lifted him, towards that grinning face. “Help me! Cool-Raix! Don’t let me- AHH! ” He shuddered as the doppelganger’s thumb pressed against his cock, coaxing pre out of its head.

“No one’s coming for you, sweetcheeks.” Raigengrau purred. “It’s just you and me.” He paused briefly. “Well, that and also, the hundreds of your new best friends inside of me, heh.”

Panic, terror and arousal all warred within the micro dragon. He was trying to do everything he could to convince himself that he’d make it out of this just fine. But as he gazed into those barely parted lips, he swore he could hear the echoing cries of the clones within his stomach.

Something broke.

Raix whimpered as he stared into Raigengrau’s mouth. And he started to squirm and wriggle in his grasp. Not to get away. But to force himself into the maw.

“Master…m-master!” Raix hyperventilated and panted, his breaths coming in short gasps. “Let me in, master Raiggy! I wanna be yours forever! I wanna…wanna belong to all of the me’s inside of you too!”

Raigengrau smacked his lips together. “Oh…oh, sweetie.” He chuckled. “You really wanna come inside all on your own, huh?” His grip relaxed, highly amused to watch Small-Raix willingly inch himself towards his doom. “Straight up volunteering to become a part of my little ‘forever-blender’?”

Small-Raix felt like he was watching someone else control his body. Every thought inside of his head was screaming. That forked tip of the doppelganger’s blue and black mottled tongue writhed with excitement, those lips parting just a bit wider for him. Every fiber of his being was panicking, begging him to do anything, other than just throw himself to his fate. “N-nnoo…I don’t…I don’t wanna!!” He could hear himself say the words, and yet, they sounded foreign to him. His body, his desire, his arousal , all just acting on its own now.

“My sweet little liar…” Raigengrau purred. “You really are the most pathetic Raix I’ve met. Every other one would have screamed the whole way down. Tried to run. Tried to do something.” The forked tip of his tongue slipped out briefly to teasingly slap against Raix’s face, leaving a trail of saliva. “Mmm…you might become my new favorite.”

The moment that tongue hit Small-Raix’s face, his arms grasped the tip, pulling himself closer to the maw. That warm breath washed over his body like a bellows, Raigengrau’s gullet flexing with each breath, his uvula dangling over the abyss. An eerie glow illuminated the back of the black and blue throat, where the micro swore he could see features shift in the glistening flesh at the back of the maw. “Nnnngh! Take me! Keep me!” His voice was cracking, his breaths becoming panting gasps.

Raigengrau growled with lust as he felt Small-Raix climb into his maw. His lips quivered over the dragon’s body, eager to just slurp him up, but he didn’t want to interrupt his snack’s desperate desire to die within him.

Raix’s mind felt like it was being taken over by a delirious and violent thrill. His cock throbbed. Jerked. Gushed. He leaked precum like a faucet over the doppelganger’s tongue. His legs slipped over the lower jaw, the sharp fangs catching his scales, fresh cuts oozing crimson. His tail curled upwards, the tip teasing the ridged roof of Raigengrau’s maw. Raix’s own tongue lolled out, his eyes wide with desperate arousal, electricity coursing through his veins, the little dragon’s desires overtaking any sense of survival.

“I can die like the simp I am. Let me become his. Forever. All eternity. Let me become _ NOTHING _.” The thought raced through the micro’s head, as his arms wrapped around the undulating tongue, fingers interlocking underneath.

“Forever!” Small-Raix’s shaking voice lacked any hint of fear, his tone now laced with mad rapture. Tail-tip flicked wildly, painting streaks of saliva against the roof of the maw. He started to thrust his cock against the slick flesh, shaft diving deep into the central divot of the large tongue. “Eat me! EAT ME!” Raix shrieked. “I want-I want…I WANT YOU to be my last pred! Your ‘good boy’. Your tasty snack’. Crush me in your guts! Churn me into slurry!”

The sweet scent and taste that always intensified whenever Raix was aroused exploded, reaching a peak that Raix had never felt before in his entire life, the honeyed vanilla mix thick enough to choke on. The tongue vibrated underneath the micro’s body as the doppelganger purred with starving desire. Each thrust was punctuated by a keening cry from Small-Raix’s throat. “Tell me how I’m gonna be digested! Tell me how it’s the only thing I have left to look forward to! Make me yours! Make me your gut slave! Make me NOTHING! ”

Tears streamed down Raix’s face, the dizzying thrill of his imminent fate taking over his existence. No reformation. No second chances. The finality and degrading ecstasy of gazing down this azure and ebony gullet about to take him from this world. Forever.

“This is why I’ve existed for so long. Why I’ve been able to previously reform!” Raix’s shattered mind could barely string the thoughts together in his head. “To be his! I was made for this exact day! To END for Master Raiggy!”

His eyes rolled back, screaming during his intense orgasm, plastering Raigengrau’s tongue with his seed.

“Mmmm…music to my ears.” The doppelganger groaned as he tasted the sweet release of his prey, his erection growing once again as he listened to Small-Raix’s shrill cry.

His climax begins to ebb, while Raix’s teeth ground against each other. He released his hold of the tongue, starting to inch himself closer to that gullet. “Eat me. Take me!” He chanted, desperate to ride his afterglow to his doom.

“Ohhh, I love this guy…” Raigengrau thought. “I barely have to do anything to get him down my throat, hehe.” His tongue occasionally nudged Raix towards the back of his maw, shifting about lazily his taste buds tingling with pleasure.

Small-Raix’s body was drenched in the thick saliva of the doppelganger. The mottled tongue’s surface grew wider underneath his body as he slipped towards the back of the throat, the numerous taste buds gliding against his scales. Arms reached out, grasping the back of that tongue, his cock leaking the final dregs of his orgasm across the surface.

“Eat me~” Raix whimpered, as he felt his arms slip down the back of the mouth, inching himself closer and closer to the gullet. To that strange glow that rose deep from within Raigengrau’s depths. To his destiny.

He felt the uvula drape over his head, tousling and curling his saliva-soaked hair, as he peered over the back of the tongue, into the abyss.

And he froze.

The “shifting features” he thought he saw earlier when gazing into Raigengrau’s maw was something far more sinister and disturbing than he could have imagined.

Faces that looked like his own shifted within the black and blue mottled flesh. With a wet rip, openings that looked suspiciously like mouths would form on the faces, voices ringing out. Raix’s voice.

“New…new…” The chorus rang in Raix’s ears. “Join forever…”

The sight jerked Raix back to reality, as he shrieked in terror, his clawed hand clamping over his muzzle. He shook violently, frozen. Unable to move after seeing the shifting forms waiting for him.

He tried to back away. Raigengrau wouldn’t let him.

The tongue suddenly arched, pressing Raix’s body up against the soft palate of his mouth. Both gravity and saliva forced Raix towards the throat.

“ NOOOO!” Small-Raix howled. He felt the tongue jiggle rapidly underneath his body, the flesh all around him convulsing, as Raigengrau laughed at the ticklish sensation of Raix screaming against the back of his maw.

His face kissed the entrance of the throat, as the voices within Raigengrau grew more insistent. “Become his. Become _ us. _ ”

“ AAAAAAAAAAAGH-” Raix screamed his vocal cords raw, his chest pressing against the quivering flap that was the epiglottis until-

GLP…GLRK

Raigengrau licked his lips and moaned. “Oh, gods.” The doppelganger smacked his lips and licked them again. “‘Atta boy…get down in there real fuckin’ good.”

Blood rushed to his head, as Small-Raix was crammed down the throat, the slick, echoing gulp ringing in his ears like a death knell. He squirmed, writhed, cried and yelled, trying to just do something other than let it happen. His fractured mind having been caught between intense desire and utter terror made him dizzy.

He still hadn’t reached the glowing light within Raigengrau’s depths, but it was only a matter of time…unfortunately, he would still have to contend with seeing the cursed sights within the rippling throat that tugged him down.

The throat was filled with clawed hands, black-scaled with crimson markings much like his own, stroking, rubbing, forcing Raix downward. Tugging him, pulling at his hair, his tail.

“S-stop it…” Raix cried. “Stop it~!”

“Us.” The voices replied. All around him. “Chose to be us.”

“I…I didn’t-” His objection to his fate faded. Raix absolutely knew he wanted this.

As he neared the entrance to the stomach, the fear inside him only grew more palpable, as the shrieking within echoed in his ears. The same screaming he heard earlier from within the mirror.

“Oh, gods…” Raix whispered.

The moment Raix’s face was forced through the muscular sphincter, his entire world dissolved into pandemonium.

Dozens and dozens of other tiny Raix clones flailed within the gut, the muscular walls lined with that eerie blue light. Each clone from an alternate reflection engaged with its own madness. Some sobbing between screams as the acids within the stomach break them down, others locked in a brawl, holding down their counterparts in the fluids, screaming in a jealous rage as they fight to see who will get to step on, eat or fuck the next clone within the chaotic flesh pit.

One of the micro Raix clones spotted the new clone slipping into the gut and pointed, his clawed hand mostly dissolved by the potent acids, revealing bone. “NEW GUY, NEW GUY!” He screamed.

At that moment, every single clone went silent and glared at the entrance of Small-Raix, who fell into the gut head over heels. “P-please, no…” He begged.

Not a single one answered him. The silence was only broken up by the continuous gurgling within Raigengrau’s gut. The heartbeat of the doppelganger pounded with an irregular rhythm...too fast, too slow.

The faces (gods, the faces) still shifted within the walls of the stomach, as whatever Raix clones that were too far gone, too deep within the soul-eating doppelganger, whispered venomous accusations.

“He wanted this”

“Tear him apart. He loves it.”

“He wanted to be nothing more than food.”

* * *

Raigengrau lounged on the pew in the abbey, as he rubbed his own stomach. He still had that amazingly sweet taste on his lips, blue-black forked tongue occasionally flicking out to lick his chops. His cock was half-erect, aroused from just how worked up Small-Raix was within his maw. He gazed at the mirror, watching the scene unfold within his gut.

“Oh, baby.” Raigengrau grinned. “Hell of a standoff we got goin’ on in there. ‘Shoulda brought the popcorn.”

* * *

“Look at him!” One of the alternate Raix’s laughed while pointing at Small-Raix. The creepy clone was missing half of its face, the skull exposed as gangly stands of silvery hair tried to cover the wound. “He’s still erect!!”

The rest of the Raix clones started to giggle wickedly, the sound making Small-Raix whimper. He could already feel a tingling sensation against his body as he tried to curl up in a ball. “N-no, I don’t!” He was lying, his cock still throbbing, even after his previous orgasm, even as terror surrounded his heart.

Dozens of Raix clones lunged, their bodies in various states of digestion. Each one screaming and roaring in rage as they pounced Small-Raix.

“NNNGH, FUCK! ” Small-Raix screamed as he was surrounded and pinned down underneath the swarm. The acids started to seep in between his scales, soaking into his hair. And gods, his cock felt like it was on fire from sheer arousal and pain, all at once.

“Hehe…he likes steppies” One of the clones repeatedly tried to press one of his paws against Small-Raix’s face. “Kiss it, pawslut. We’re gonna be spending a lot of time together.”

Small-Raix tried to turn away, but another clone grabbed his temples with both hands, holding his head firm. The clone that had him held down was missing its lips, its teeth and gums exposed.

“Oh, GODS-” Small-Raix’s scream was cut off by the paw against his muzzle, another clone looming above him joining in the fun, sandwiching his face between their soles, clawed toes curling over his muzzle.

“Liiiiick.” The other one looming over Small-Raix commanded, the pointed tips of his ears having been gnawed off. “Do it, footslut!”

All Small-Raix could do was obey, his tongue lapping against the smooth undersides of their paws. He winced in pain, finding acid between their digits that seared his tongue.

“Good boy…” One of the clones splayed their toes.

Suddenly, Small-Raix was pounced on by another clone, Raix barely stifling a moan as he suddenly felt his cock be embraced by something warm. Wet. Wrong.

The clone that pinned Raix had dull crimson accents, the red underbelly having shifted to a brownish color. His entire stomach was torn open, visible for all to see.

Raix realized his cock was being forced into the open gut. The horror made his eyes widen, almost rolling back inside of his head, struggling to stay conscious. Struggling to stay sane. “P-please…no m-more…” His breath was strained by the looming pair wiping their feet paws across his features. He experienced a mixture of intense pleasure and hell, all at once, surrounded by constantly digesting and dissolving copies of himself, all eager to draw him into their madness. “H-help…”

The torn clone with the exposed stomach rode Raix’s cock, pushing himself up and down, the muscles of the exposed gut kneading around Small-Raix’s shaft. “Milk himmmmm…” His voice slurred, chipped and damaged claws rubbed over Raix’s body.

“ N-NOOOOO~!” Small-Raix’s hips jerked as he orgasm again, his fluids coating the inside of the torn copy’s stomach.

“Why scream? You love this, don’t you?” The different Raixes around him whisper. “Admit it…you’ve wanted to be nothing more than food.”

“Nothing more than a bug underfoot for others.” One of the duplicates looming over Raix sneered, his toe claws tapping against Raix’s face. “Face it; you’d give up all control of your life to just be used like this.”

* * *

Raigengrau’s cock was rock hard now as he watched the scene unfold. His hands pressed against his belly, squishing into that overactive gut.

“Yeah, baby. That’s fuckin’ right. Scream for me.” He cackled. “I can feel you cumming. Feeling you lose a bit more of yourself the longer you stay in there. It’s gonna be so good to have you inside of me forever.”

He leaned down to pick up the cold slushy drink, idly flexing his clawed toes as he crossed his ankles while taking a long pull from the straw. “Mmm, that’s the good shit.”

Raigengrau raises an eyebrow and smirks. “...Don’t judge me, audience. Breaking down sluts can build up a thirst like no other in ya’!”

* * *

Freezing cold slushy began to drip into the stomach, burying the different clones in the stuff, some trying to stand underneath the sphincter with their jaws agape like birds waiting to be fed.

The duplicate that loomed over Small-Raix rolled him over with his paw, his foot now pressed against his head. Each time his toes brushed through his hair, clumps of white hair would fall out of Small-Raix’s head, the digestion already at work.

“Get in.” The looming copy grinned wickedly, trying to force Small-Raix’s face into a pocket of flesh that was filled with acid.

“Let…let me go!” Small-Raix thrashed underneath, his clawed hands trying to dig into the constantly kneading flesh underneath. Scales flaked off of his body. Everything hurt, even on the inside, his throat burned. He could feel the tingling penetrate his scales and into his flesh, intensifying to a burn.

He couldn’t get a good enough grip. The clone looming over him grinned, a cruel look in his eyes.

“Welcome to our family…” He giggles, his foot shoving Small-Raix’s face-first into the pocket of acid.

The scream that escaped Small-Raix’s throat sounded inhuman, as he gurgled out a cry. He could barely even perceive what was happening anymore, the acids finding their way into his mouth, down his throat, underneath his eyelids…

His counterpart finally let up, turning on his heel to disappear into the chaotic crowd. Not even acknowledging his work.

Small-Raix thrashed, his eyesight blurred. His body writhing, accidentally immersing himself into the pocket of acid again. His cries warped into panicked gasps and wet gurgles, attracting additional duplicates.

One with half of his spine sticking out of his scarred, dissolving back threw himself on top of Small-Raix, grinning wickedly as his hands groped and pressed against the dragon in digestive agony.

“Nnnngh…hungy…” The duplicate with the visible spine licked his lips, grasping Small-Raix’s body with kneading claws.

“ Hhhhrrkk…” Small-Raix croaked out, barely able to muster a whimpering cry as he felt his body soften, the copy tugging at his body tearing out a chunk of liquifying flesh that resembled a mixture of goo and gore.

“Schlurrrp…nnn-glrk.” The clone stuffed the chunk into his muzzle, his tongue playing around with the flesh before gulping it down. His rasping breaths grew ragged, eager, the sound like the tail of a rattlesnake. “_Nnnngh…_gods. He’s… SO GOOD!”

The other duplicates jumped in on the action, eager for a piece.

“Grrk…” Small-Raix gargled out a cry. Melting, bony claws with frayed, exposed musculature and nerves all reached for him. Groped him. Took a piece of him. The other Raix clones swarming him like piranhas, hungry for the kill.

“More! MORE! MORE!! ” The others chanted, their voices broken up by the sound of their chewing and wet swallows.

Small-Raix could barely even register the pain anymore, between the other clones eager to devour him and the acids continuing to liquefy his body.

A headless duplicate pulls softening flesh from Raix’s body, stuffing it into the acid-scarred hole where its neck used to be.

* * *

Raigengrau grit his teeth, arching his back off the hard surface of the pew. One hand rubbed his active stomach, the other wrapped around his throbbing dick while he was watching the scene unfold within the mirror.

“Nnngh…” He growled. “Puttin’ up one bitch-tittin’ hell of a fight in there, heh…you def are lastin’ longer than the other ones…” The squirms felt absolutely delicious to the doppelganger, his claws leaving indentations in his crimson underbelly. “Too bad you’ll just be soul-shit by tomorrow. Just in time for Round 2, fuck-boi.” He giggled.

As precum dribbles down his scaled fingers, he catches sight of a shadow in the mirror. Taller, rounder. Bigger than all the rest of the Raix clones inside of him.

“Oof…” Raigengrau belched loudly, jet-black spittle flying onto his chest. “I think ‘Big Boi’ is finally awake.’ With each step of the lumbering shadowy creature inside of his stomach, another belch would start to rise from his throat.

* * *

The stomach gyrated with each step of the thing. More so than the usual kneading of muscle from the gut. This was akin to a shockwave from something's heavy footfalls.

Small-Raix’s form twitched with each movement, barely recognizable. A puddle of melted bones, gore and liquified insides, save for a few strands of silvery hair, a twitching eyeball and the throbbing of a half-dissolved cock, all loosely connected to an inhuman, yet terrifyingly aware slurry.

“Heheh, get fucked, gutslut. Footslut!” A duplicate giggled wickedly as he stomped his foot into the mess that was Small-Raix. “Get _ rekt _-”

A clawed hand pulled the clone up by the scruff of his neck, lifting him off his feet. “O-oh, fuck! Let go of me, lardass!” He kicked his legs uselessly, as he came face-to-face with his assailant.

Another Raix duplicate, from another reflection. But far bigger than the other clones. Every bit of his body was softened up with enough blubber and fat to last generations, having grown soft from eating other Raix clones within Raigengrau’s stomach.

“Don’t be mean…” Fat-Raix breathed out onto the clone he held near his mouth. His voice was soft and innocent, yet the blue eyes were void of emotion, staring at his captive like one would gaze at a snack.

The corpulent creature’s jaws parted, saliva pouring from its jaws in rivulets. Without a care in the world, it tossed the screaming Raix clone into its maw, forcing it down its throat before it even closed its jaws, the bulge barely making an outline in the thick layers of fat that made up its double…possibly triple-chin. “Mmmf…good.” A thick blue-tinted forked tongue licked its soft lips, the jowls shaking from the force of his smacking lips.

Small-Raix’s form twitched, the rod leaking a substance from its half-digested cock, his sweet scent permeating the acidic air.

Fat-Raix’s eyes widened, a barely noticeable action considering the layers of lard around its face. “Mmmmm…” He sucked his lower lip. “Something smells good.” He stomped towards the source of the smell, taking no notice of the other small Raix clones around him, his enormous clawed foot trampling a duplicate.

Large, clawed mitts that belonged to Fat-Raix reached down as he bent over his distended belly, attempting to scoop up the remains of Small-Raix. “Smells like ice cream, hehe.”

The liquefied puddle barely is able to react. What little solid bits remained twitched with anxiety and arousal. A wet rasp rose from Small-Raix’s soupy remains, resembling a plea that Fat-Raix barely understood.

“Shhhh, shhhh, shhh…” Fat-Raix cooed softly, the puddle’s twitching eye rolled about in a panic. “It’s okay, don’t worry, I got you…”

“Mmm…you smell wonderful. I’m gonna enjoy you.” His saliva buildup was enough that the obese clone had to audibly swallow, his tongue lolling out as he gazed intensely at the twitching puddle.

Small-Raix’s body shifted with overstimulation, as the fat beast’s warm and wide tongue made contact with his form. “ Nnnngh… you’re delicious.” Fat-Raix’s lips smacked again, as he savored the taste, swishing it around inside of his maw before gulping it down eagerly. “Want…want _ more. _” He started to lift Small-Raix just above his head, parting his lips.

The remains of Small-Raix pulsed, laced with terror and arousal all at once, feeling its body drip between the clawed digits of the giant clone. “Mmm…it’s okay…let me consume you…be mine.” Fat-Raix moaned, starting to slurp up what was left of Small-Raix.

The thick tongue played with the still-dissolving cock, lips mouthing over the liquifying remains. “Nnngh…leaving me…with a special treat?” Fat-Raix growled with lust, as he tasted Small-Raix’s precum.

* * *

“_ PFFFT-HAHAHAHA!! _”

Raigengrau slapped his gut, cackling while watching the scene unfold in the mirror. “Holy shit, you two are disgusting. ” He squeezed his dick. “Fuckin’ gettin’ off to being eaten by ‘fatass you’? Damn. Guess that’s one way to recycle!”

“Let’s make sure we get-mmff…” The doppelganger could barely suppress a belch. “-A good look at the experience here, audience!” With a snap of his fingerclaws, the scene in the mirror cuts to inside the fat clone’s muzzle, getting an excellent view of Small-Raix’s body slipping across the writhing blue tongue. “Some of you sickos in the audience are into that ‘mouth-cam’ shit anyway, with your endoscope clips or 90s cartoons. Bet you’re gonna feel real ‘funny’ by the end of this shit-show, huh?”

Raigengrau grasped his belly again with both hands, grinning wickedly.

“Mmm…hurry up. I wanna feel you fuckers churn.”

* * *

Schlurp…Shhluck- glrk.

Fat-Raix moaned between swallows and slurps. His thick tongue playing with the “cock”, as it releases its final orgasm, a deluge of thick creamy goodness painting his tastebuds. “Mm…so sweet…I’m gonna savor you each time I see you in master’s tummy…”

Small-Raix could barely even comprehend what was happening, his remaining eye pressing against the mouthing lips of the fat beast. With a leisurely slurp, the eye slipped past those lips and into the maw, along with the rest of the twitching puddle of slurry. Fat-Raix let out a soft whine with each gulp. “Almost…there. Hope-glp-hope master brings you back soon.”

The rolling eye slips underneath the fat clone’s uvula.

* * *

“ CUT!! Pause the action!” Raigengrau snaps his clawed fingers again, the “scene” pausing on the mirror. He leans forward, his gut audibly sloshing. “Check this shit out, audience.”

The mirror “zooms” in on the eye of Small-Raix, covered in saliva and whatever is left of his body. Right underneath the hanging flesh in the back of Fat-Raix’s maw, the sight was framed perfectly just between the clone’s glistening blue tonsils, as the panicked eye stared back.

“Savor this frame, folks.” Raigengrau grins wickedly. “You can see the exact moment when our little pathetic, disgusting simp of a hero becomes the happiest of meals.”

He wipes a tear from his eye. “I think we’re gonna win an award for this one. The critics will be raving!”

* * *

Whatever was left of Small-Raix stared out past the gaping jaws of the fat monster, gazing at the last of the world that was Raigengrau’s stomach, framed by the salivating jaws of Fat-Raix.

The tongue arched, forcing the remains into the gullet with a thick swallow.

“ GLRK …aaah…” Fat Raix lets out a satisfied sigh. “Good boy…” He smacks his lips, rubbing his fat belly.

His esophagus pulls the remains down with ease, kneading the eye. As Small-Raix begins to fade, he realizes…

This will be his new forever.

Forever sinking further and further into the place where he truly belongs.

Home.

(Concluded in Next Part)

Chapter 4

Chapter Summary

Micro-Raix is completely and utterly gone, now lost within the abyss that is Raigengrau. However, Raix contemplates his encounter with the strange creature, and considers the past and what to look forward to...

4.

CW: This fic contains:

**-Some horror themes

-References to vore/digestion**

“Fuck yeah, that’s the stuff!” Raigengrau grinned widely, massaging his churning gut with his clawed hand as he started to approach his climax while he jerked off. “You’re all… fucking disgusting!”

The only answer he received was the audible “GROAN-GURGLE” of his gut, the occasional voice whimpering through the doppelganger’s body. Inside of his stomach, more of the Raix duplicates already got to work at devouring each other again, an endless Ouroboros of gluttonous degradation.

“So greedy in there!” He panted, splaying his clawed toes. “But you all know your place. All of you! And that place is being food for your better half. Me!” Raigengrau could already feel the vibrations from the muffled screams within his stomach, gritting his teeth. He clenched his eyes, as he climaxed, jets of sticky ebony-colored seed spurting from his cock. “Nnngh…hahh…” He panted, his stomach letting out another growl.

BANG!

Raigengrau jumped at the sudden sound, the doppelganger peering over the pew to spot the abbey’s door having been blown off its hinges. A lone figure stood, their foot hovering in the air after having kicked the entrance open.

“Hoiiii~! Raixy-boi!” The Irish accent rings out, echoing across the vaulted ceiling of the abbey. “Auntie Allichia’s fuckin’ bored and I’m about to make it your problem!”

“Ugggh…” Raigengrau rolled his eyes, slouching down into the pew away from sight. “I can’t stand her…” He muttered under his breath.

Allichia’s claws clicked against the floor as she entered the abbey, carrying a bottle of whiskey in her right hand. Moonlight fell on her features; jade-green scales covered her body, accompanied by black accents. Her long orange-red hair cascaded down her shoulders, flowing behind her. Magenta-colored eyes were alight with mirth, yet carried an air of something menacing. A long, dark brown coat clung to her body. She wasn’t wearing much else, save for a variety of bandages that wrapped around her chest and waist. Both her coat and the bandages were covered in a variety of different sigils and words in languages long-dead-and-forgotten. Her shadow seemed to move independently from her body, warping into different forms.

“ Oi!” The dragoness took a drag from a cigarette dangling from her jaws, the smoke mixing in with her fruity peach-like scent. “Where the fuck are ya’, Raixy? If I catch you havin’ a wank again without invitin’ me, I’m gon’ be-”

Allichia peered over a pew, her pointed ears perking as she picked up a strange, wet noise. “Raixy-boi, fuck me, godsdamn, I swears, you better not be moanin’ Ketzy’s name again while you-_ UGH, YOU MANKY SHITE!” _

She glared at the doppelganger licking his own semen off his clawed hand, Raigengrau waggling his eyebrows up at Allichia. “‘Sup, chaos-cunt?”

“Oh, don’t YOU ‘’sup’ me, poltergeist!” Allichia removed her cigarette briefly to take a long sip from her whiskey bottle “I fuck off for a day, thinking Raixy-boi will just drown in wine and write stupid letters to his vampy-fuck-of-an-ex, thinking everything will be just fine, only to find your stupid face.” She sighs, shaking her head. “You know where he went?”

“Sure do, I’ll give you a hint.” Raigengrau parts his jaws widely, his blue-black tongue hanging out. Sucking in air, his throat tightens, before he lets out a belch, his gullet widening, uvula dangling over his fleshy abyss. “Breathe it in, sister. Sure you can smell him from down there.”

“Do that shite again and I’ll be usin’ your gob to piss in.” Allichia facepalmed. “Probably on his way to do something fucking stupid.” She glances back at the entrance of where she barged in from earlier, the ebon towers of Leudracyte Academy rising over the trees.

“Stupid as Baby Bat is, he’s oh-so-entertaining.” Raigengrau rolls off the pew, landing on all fours before he rises to his feet. “Maybe he’s gone back to school? New lesson; ’How to Grow a Spine.’” Shadows form in the doppelganger’s hand, taking the shape of a multiple-choice test. “Uh-oh! Looks like he got a big fat ‘F.’”

Allichia flicks her cigarette at the exam in Raigengrau’s hand, catching it alight. “If you’re his teacher, I’m calling ‘Child Protective Services’ on you, with how much you wanna hatefuck him to death.”

“Ah! Only after I’ve completely and utterly broken the clown.” Raigengrau cackled, spinning on his heel towards the mirror. “Gotta eat every other version of him first.”

“Sure, just make sure you go out for a jog every once in a while, Raiggy-boi.” Her own shadow crawled up the wall adjacent to her, stretching out a clawed hand with a lighter, igniting a new cigarette that was already between Allichia’s lips. “You keep eating different duplicates, you’re gonna need a forklift to haul your fat ass around.”

The doppelganger grinned wickedly back at Allichia. “Just means there’s more of me for Baby Bat to hate when I finally do fuck him up.”

“Uh-huh.” Allichia waved off Raigengrau as she made her way back down the aisle to the entrance. “Keep clinging to your hate like a lil’ blankey then. I gotta go find a brooding emo as shite teenager in a 500-year old vamp dragon’s body.”

“Toodles, chaos bitch.” Raigengrau flipped her off. “I still got some time for pre-game snacks before the main course!” His own reflection phased out briefly, the mirror displaying another Raix that was brushing his teeth, this version now wearing a graphic tee and boxer shorts.

“What the-” The Raix duplicate gasped as Raigengrau winked at him through the mirror.

“Surprise, motherfucker! Your Uber Eats is here.” He stepped through the mirror with a laugh.

“ And it looks like you’re on the menu tonight.”

* * *

The bells of the clocktower rang out through the night. Raix sat on a log in a small clearing, as he stared up at the sky towards Leudracyte Academy.

Home.

He still had a ways to go through the dark forests of Leudraceia, but he knew he was almost home.

Almost back to him.

A twig snapped. Raix whirled around.

He wishes he didn’t.

Out of his peripheral vision, the sight of an indescribable abomination seared its image into his brain. A fleshscape with impossible geometries, teeth and a kaleidoscope of multi-colored eyes that stretched across the cosmos.

“_ FUCK!” _ Raix grasped his head, clenching his eyes immediately, trying to do anything but think of the image he just witnessed.

“You did it again, didn’t you?” A familiar voice admonished Raix.

Tears streamed down his cheeks. “Fuck you, Allichia, godsdammit” Raix finally dared to open his eyes again, spotting the green-scaled dragoness’ form.

She answered with that frustratingly cheerful laugh. As she always does. “Oh, I’m SO sorry, you fookin’ clown! You’ve only been traveling with a Chaos God for the last few hundred years!” She blows smoke directly into Raix’s face. “Told ya’ to stop lookin’ at me with the edges of your eyes. That’s how they fall out.” Another drag of her cigarette. “Same shite happens if you stare at me tits too long.”

Raix growls as he wipes the tears from his face, taking a seat at the log again. “Maybe, oh, I don’t know…announce your presence next time?!”

“And interrupt your ‘brooding time’?” Allichia’s grin infuriated Raix. “Besides, you know I love it when you get mad, Raixy-boi! You get all hissy like a little kitten!”

Raix glared at Allichia with his mismatched gaze, before rolling his eyes. “...Insufferable bitch.” He blinks the tears away. “I’m certain the reason I’ll end up dead is because of you, and not from some pissed off shadow or-” He trailed off, about to say his name. Ketzgryf’s.

“Ah yeah, that reminds me.” Allichia sat next to Raix on the log. “Your favorite shadowy disaster is back at the abbey. Probably not for long though.”

Raix shrugged. “Not surprised. Shitlord’s got a literal hate-boner for me.”

They sat in silence for a moment, staring up at the night sky.

“So…” Allichia started.

“So…” Raix repeated.

“You’re heading back tonight, aren’t you?”

Raix didn’t answer at first.

“I was planning on doing it soon. But I decided I had to do it tonight. As soon as possible.” Raix started. “It’s been long enough. If I keep putting it off, the future is going to keep becoming the past and I can’t change that.” He paused. “Change the past, I mean.”

Allichia stared at Raix, the lit cigarette leaving a trail of smoke.

“You weren’t there earlier, but…I saw something that looked too much like myself. Just…small.” Raix continued, his eyes gazing towards the stars. “Foolish bastard. Wasn’t living his life. Was just…there. Waiting for nonsense to happen to him. And yet, I wonder, are we so different?” Raix’s voice cracked. “I’ve been wandering for the past few centuries, trying to find out why I’m here. Trying to find out what makes me…me. Even when I was still mortal, I was trying to figure that out. Before…” He closed his eyes and remembered that smirking face. Those eyes. The fangs on his neck. His lips against his own. “Before Ketzgryf turned me.”

“I thought for the longest time, I would find the answer anywhere. But…it’s been here all along. Back home.” He glanced at the distant spires of the academy. “I wanted to do whatever I could to avoid coming back. I’ve been betrayed here. I’ve been hurt here. I’ve been killed here, when Ketzgryf devoured my soul and turned me into a monster.” Raix laughed bitterly and sighed. “This is the last place I want to be, Allichia.”

“But it’s where I have to be. I won’t find any answers just…sitting around or running from the truth.” Raix’s gaze hardened. “I have to rewrite it, Allichia. I have to rewrite my tragedy, into a triumph, before I fall into the endless dark forever.”

Allichia was silent for a few moments, taking in his words. Even a god masquerading as a dragon had to process it all.

Then, she smiled. “Hells, Raixy-boi. Took you long enough to grow the fuck up.” Allichia reached inside of her jacket, pulling out a card. “Was wondering when you’d finally live up to the tarot I always thought was about you.”

Raix narrowed his eyes. “I still don’t get why a god that can see everything would waste their time playing with tarot cards.”

Allichia rolled her eyes and scoffed. “Because, Raixy-boi, fate’s a funny fuckin’ thing. Sure, I may be able to see how everything may turn out, in every single reflection and timeline and whatever. But then, the chaos comes into play. And when there’s chaos, there’s divergences. And boi-” She pokes at his chest with a clawed finger. “You think Raiggy-boi is a shit-stirrer? You’re a fuckin’ blender of shite.”

Raix groaned with disgust. “I thought I was the bard here. Trying to understand what you mean with your words is exhausting, you know?”

She grinned widely. “I never like to make things easy.” With a nonchalant flick of her wrist, Allichia tosses the tarot card face-down onto Raix’s lap. “Neither do you. Yet you always come out on top. Who gives a rat’s arse about the past anyway? Shit’s written in stone already and if you’re lettin’ some weird tiny version of you dictate how you feel now, you’re more fucked than I ever could imagine.” She gazes up into the night sky. “The story of you in the past is over. Dead. Gone. The tale you write now, that’s the one that’s most important to you.”

“Face it, Raixy-boi. The stars? Fate? Prophecy? They fuckin’ hate you. Between that and terrible life-choices you seem to enjoy makin’.” Allichia shrugged.

“I know I make terrible choices.” Raix glowered. “Falling in love with a toxic abuser, letting him turn me into a monster, almost burning down the entirety of Prague one night, running away from my past choices…multiple times.” Raix sighed. “At least I’m consistent with making poor choices.”

“Consistently stupid.” Allichia nudged Raix’s side with her elbow.

“Oh, fuck off.” Raix shook his head, chuckling softly.

The pair sit together in silence, save for the sound of leaves rustling in the gentle evening breeze.

Raix looks at the face-down tarot card on his lap and flips it over.

The Star

“What in the hells is this supposed to mean anyway?”

“Hope, dumbass.” Allichia flicked her cigarette onto the grass, before crushing it underfoot. “Same shit that you’ve always believed in, underneath all your emo, edgy brooding.” She reaches for the whiskey bottle inside of her coat.

“How cliché.” Raix smirked. “I’d say it’s less about ‘hope’ and more about being a stubborn, spiteful asshole that refuses to lie down in his own grave.”

“Technically, the same thing.” Allichia knocks back a gulp of her drink. “But here’s the thing, Raixy-boi. You’ve clawed your way back from the abyss more times than I can count.” She flicks her claws at the ‘Star’ card. “Make the bastards call you out for an encore.”

“So!” She offers the bottle of whiskey to Raix. “How’s about a toast to hope? Even when you’re sittin’ there, with a scowl on your face, thinkin’ about Ketzy-boi being an arse?”

Raix stared at Allichia for a long while with his mismatched eyes, before he reached for the bottle of whiskey. “Godsdamn you, Allichia.” He takes a long pull of the drink, the whiskey burning as it slipped down his throat. “That was the worst pep talk I’ve ever heard.” But he smiled. A genuine smile that reached his eyes.

A rare smile.

Raix stands, eyes locked on the towering spires of Leudracyte Academy. Somehow, he could feel the violet and crimson eyes of Ketzgryf already locked onto his own, even from here. And yet…for the first time in a long time, he didn’t feel so doomed.

“I think it’s time.” Raix’s clawed thumb played against the hilt of his rapier. “Whatever happens tonight…if we end up killing each other or, I don’t know.” Raix trailed off.

Allichia held up a hand. “Oh, gods, Raixy-boi. Please stop talking like you’re marching to your death. This isn’t goodbye.” She grins at Raix. “It’s a new beginning for you.”

Raix looks at the tarot card once again and tucks it into his coat. His black and red scales catch the moonlight, his silver hair shining in the soft lunar glow.

For the first time in centuries, the weight on his shoulders…the expectations, the fear, the anxiety, the emptiness…it all felt lighter. Not gone. Never truly gone. But b_earable_.

“ Can’t wait to see how it all turns out then.”

Raix dashes into the forest, towards home.

(END)

Afterword

End Notes

As mentioned in the beginning notes, I have included some art of the characters mentioned in this fic that I have commissioned.

Raix SolHart (Done by https://bsky.app/profile/vexwyn.bsky.social )

OLD Raix (micro Raix in this fic) (Done by https://www.furaffinity.net/user/dinobutt )

Raigengrau SolHart (Done by https://bsky.app/profile/theorthrus.bsky.social )

Ketzgryf Durantallyn (Done by https://bsky.app/profile/sumiaou.bsky.social )

Allichia: (Done by https://bsky.app/profile/theorthrus.bsky.social )

SOME EXPLANATIONS + ADDITIONAL ART + MY OWN THOUGHTS

(Spoilers below)

Q: Wow, that was a bit excessive.

A: Sure was.

I was pretty much over and done with that old version of Raix and I still had/have some people that relate to it. My intention was basically to say "He's dead. He's not coming back. Don't associate me with that version of the character anymore."

Q: What the hell is with Raigengrau calling Raix "Baby Bat" all the time?

A: I came up with this a while back and I liked the idea of Raigengrau giving out nicknames to almost everybody. With Raix, it's "Baby Bat", because Raix is a bit of an emotional disaster and has the emotional fragility of a baby + vampires + Bats + vampire bats = Baby Bat

Q: Some of this is written like shit

A: Yeah, I know. I was getting back into the game, since I have been writing porn commissions for years and I kinda was feeling a little dead inside over it. I really needed to step up my game and "git gud" as they say. So, it's been a process.

If you made it this far, thanks for reaching the end of the journey with me. <3

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