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Twenty-two.

Twenty-two bodies the dragon had eaten in the test. Dave, a grey anthro dragon, typed the number into his report. He was writing up the results of yesterday's capacity test for a new test subject, a feral dragon by the name of Eostre. That was 20 victims, knocked out and fed to him...

... And 2 other bodies: His assistant and himself.

How did the dragon snare the people testing on him into his stomach? Dave thought back to yesterday, that fateful day he was eaten...

* * *

19 bodies were already packed tight into the feral's stomach. The blue-scaled dragon had the tightest belly Dave had seen in a while; it was dragging on the ground despite the subject standing up; the plates of his stomach were far apart. At this point in the process, Dave had to hold Eostre's mouth open; he wouldn't eat by himself. He was too full.

And this was where his lab assistant came in. Dave called to Lewis, and he came with the 20th and final body. The husky with white and blue fur came to his command, unwrapping the body from the latex that encased it and dragging it towards Dave. They were then out of spare bodies to feed; if Eostre could eat this, they'd have to go get more from imports.

But, as it turned out, they wouldn't need extras.

Dave forced Eostre's jaws open. At this point, the dragon failed to resist. However, he still resisted on one count: When Lewis pushed the body inside, the dragon refused to swallow. Lewis had to put more and more muscle to get the body in his mouth. Dave figured that he was afraid he'd burst if ate another body.

Dave was proven very wrong when Eostre suddenly swallowed. Dave could only watch in horror as the feral quickly made Lewis topple over. With a burst of strength unexpected from him, he caught Lewis and pulled him into his maw, swallowing. Dave was sent for long enough to allow Lewis to disappear into a bulge in the dragon's neck.

Dave could only have taken a moment to deliberate. He had to save Lewis, and how else than to go in after him.

"No! Lewis!" Was all Dave yelled before he lunged onto Eostre's jaws. The larger dragon was more than happy to let Dave inside. Only when Eostre closed his jaws, forcing Dave prone and cutting of the light of the lab, did Dave realize that he was had.

"Oh no, not again..." Was all Dave could think of as he felt the contraction of a swallow all around him. He was going to join Lewis and the 20 others in the dragon's belly.

Dave couldn't see as he got swallowed into the throat of the beast. He felt the tight, warm sensation of the esophagus as the contractions of peristalsis pulled him inexorably deeper. Within seconds, his smooth scales were covered in thick draconic saliva. He could only wait, helpless, as he was dragged closer to the stomach's entrance.

At this point, Dave knew escape was hopeless; luckily, he was the kind of person to enjoy the ride. He wondered how Lewis was faring as he was pushed further down. He savored the tight contractions before he got to the entrance of the belly.

The fat that so many people were digesting inside Eostre made his stomach somewhat different than usual for Dave. First of all, he didn't get to slip right into the stomach when the ring opened. The ring of muscle allowed him through, but he immediately hit a wall- A wall of wet fur. Lewis was at the top of the stomach!

The tube of flesh Dave was in only pressed him up against his lab assistant. He slowly made headway as he pressed Lewis deeper into the belly. He was forced to fold in on himself as he encountered pressure. He could hear Lewis groaning among the sounds of the struggling inside.

Eventually, Dave fit in, the ring of muscle closing and blocking his escape. He was now pressed flat against the stomach wall, Lewis... And the other bodies. He felt fur, some scale, and even some feather as he was pressed up against them.

Immediately, the pressure was unbearable. Dave could hardly breathe as he was ground against so many other bodies. He could feel what little acid was left coating him- but he soon realized that mecanical digestion would be the force at work here. The stomach churned, rubbing him against so many other bodies.

The lubrication of acids and half-digested mush wasn't enough to prevent abrasions. As the stomach rumbled and groaned, Dave got moved to the center of the mass of people. He was forced through mush and bodies, limbs jutting against him. Suddenly, someone's horn pressed into his side. A chrn of Eostre's belly made Dave and them press together. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through Dave's side- a broken rib.

Dave dared not to open his mouth or his eyes. He was helpless as the constant motion took its toll. He could feel scales slide off his body as he ground against another body. His joint popped out of his shoulder when it got crushed between two furs. He wanted so badly to scream, but the moans and groans of those still alive sufficed.

He felt more scales come off. Someone's hoof ran across Dave's chest; it drew blood. He was getting slowly torn apart by the stomach's endless process. Many had passed out from the pain already; Dave didn't have that ability, for better or worse. He could do nothing but gradually lose his body. He felt more and more tears as more bodies rubbed against him.

They soon did their toll. The broken arm came entirely loose, tendons and muscle tearing when pinched. Dave felt a horn break under the pressure. The scrape became a wound, and Dave's guts became exposed to the acidic muck. He felt the odd sensation of his own intestines leaving his body.

He was hardly alive at this point. The endless grinding had reduced him to a bloody heap, and soon to be a paste. A body, also half-digested, got in under his neck. As this happened, Dave noticed that the screaming had stopped. Was he the last one alive?

The body moved upwards, forcing Dave's neck between two people. Dave couldn't breathe. He hoped that Lewis was okay with this. And then, the body jolted sharply, snapping Dave's neck.

He was dead, destined to become fat on Eostre's frame.

* * *

Dave finished typing up the report. It was a good thing Enduring Enterprises provided regeneration services for its employees, Dave though idly.

Because without it, how could you savor the finer parts of being eaten alive?

Dave put down the final touches. He's have to punish the sneaky test subject... perhaps with more food.

Dave smiled. Yes, he'd have to go back into that stomach sometime.