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The tiny blue and red dragon stood on the doorstep of the Vore House of Klyneth's manor, staring up at the massive twin doors adorned with golden snakes for handles. Dravus was so tiny - no larger than a cat - so he had a real hard time figuring out how he would open said doors or get anyone's attention from this vantage. No others were around to open the door for him, and from what he could tell there were no doorbells to ring at his level. He could fly, but then he'd slam headfirst into it.

Instead of waiting around to hope for help, he raised his tiny little hand and rapped heartily at the door, trying his best to be as loud as he could. After he knocked, he sat on his haunches and rubbed at his talons, cutely awaiting any sort of response from inside.

To his shock and delight, only a moment passed before he heard the telltale click of a door handle turning and unlocking before the massive gate swung open, revealing a small - but still large compared to Dravus - amphibian saurossin with skin of blue and fins of intense red. Both Dravus and the amphibian shared a basic color palette, with Dravus being slightly lighter! This made the tiny dragon's eyes light up and tail swish in jovial excitement!

Before he could get out a single word, the bellhop offered a bow and a tip of an invisible hat. "I take it you're here to offer yourself as prey to one of our predators?" He asked. "If so, my name's Theodit, and I'll book you up. Come on in." His smile was warm and his demeanourhelpful, which helped to alleviate any of Dravus' concerns.

Going into this day, his hatch day, the tiny dragon had been curious about vore for many years but had been entirely too shy to actually try it out. In the preceding months, word had gotten out that The Vore House of Klyneth had reopened its doors (and, subsequently, the maws of its predators) to guests, so Dravus wanted to try it out. It was the day of his hatching anniversary and he deserved to have some fun! He had heard that the predators there were more compassionate and caring than anywhere else, and that the experience was like that of a high coin escort compared to a whore.

Dravus hated the idea of likening the predators at The Vore House to prostitutes, but in a way that was precisely what they were. The clients paid coin, and the predators (or sometimes prey, depending on one's vore preferences) would enact a scene or share in an experience. It was the same as what would happen at a brothel, but with vore instead of sex. Or, more often, in addition to sex. That was why they called it The Vore House, it sounded a lot like whore house.

Still, The Vore House was the best place to enjoy such actions regardless of the connotations of the paid sensual experience. His friends could help him out with his desires by consuming potions from The Potion's Guild, but those had a nasty habit of not working perfectly every time so Dravus chose to avoid anything from that company no matter how cheap it would be. Instead, his friends all pitched in to get him two gold coins using the money they would have spent on potions and used that to allow Dravus some time in the belly of a predator at the Vore House.

And now, with him finally at the doorstep and shy as a mouse, he was being invited into the belly of the beast, as it were. Or at least that's what he thought before stepping inside.

Once he slipped in past the door to the grand hall of The Vore House manor, he was shocked to see how delightfully ornate the whole room had been decorated. Everything looked like it was a modern version of architecture and build of a bygone era, with marble pillars and delightfully painted ceiling ridges as well as a beautiful red carpet down the middle from the front doors to another set of doors on the opposite wall. The design could best be described as royal, as if the king and queen resided within its halls and required the most elaborate of decorations.

Beyond that, he also noticed something peculiar about the overall build of the room between the ceiling and the floor. The roof was adorned with a series of ridges that looked and were painted in colors to make it look like the roof of a dragon's maw, while the floor was a combination of pink marble and a dark red carpet that looked like a tongue. In the corners, a series of tapered pillars connected roof and floor that looked an awful lot like teeth. The grand hall was build like a maw!

"Whoa..." He marveled as he stepped up to the concierge desk after following Theodit to that location. "This place is huge! Do you ever get lost?" It was mostly a joke question, but he was curious.

Theodit hopped up onto a chair behind the desk because it was far taller than he and leaned over the counter to look down at Dravus with a grin. "Compared to you, I bet every place looks huge. And no, I don't get lost. I have a map of the places and the room layout is really straightforward." He then leaned back and pressed a button to make a few panels of the glossy wood of the concierge desk push out, thus giving Dravus something to hop up onto. "So what can I do for you? What'cha lookin' for?"

Once they were both at eye level to each other, each propped up on their own seats, Dravus was able to reach into his satchel and pull out two of the gold coins. "I'm here to, uh, I don't know what you call it or what's the nicest way to describe it." He rubbed his chin a bit before snapping his fingers. "I'd like to enlist the services of your kindest predator!"

"Let me check and see what we have available. I know we've been particularly busy this week, since it's the mateship holiday in a few weeks. Lots of people trying things out first." Theodit turned to start going through the computer, only to be cut off by a sultry yet deep voice.

"I wouldn't worry too much about it. I'll take care of him." A black and white gryphon with golden brown around her neck called out as she she stepped towards the concierge desk, a tall and lithe blue and white insect-canine hybrid keeping pace. "This little guy deserves a special day today, and since the rooms are all booked, the only way he'd find a predator is in the wilds, and that's fun but impersonal. Foxi and I will take him."

Theodit nodded. "I guess Ceylon and Foxifly are going to take care of you." He explained.

Ceylon the gryphon nodded and gape grinned, feathers puffing out as she took her final steps towards Dravus. "And don't worry about paying for it. Nobody pays on their hatchday, or unbirthday."

"Indeed they do not, and I wouldn't dare make you pay on this most wonderful of anniversaries. No, if you're visiting on your birthday - or hatchday - you get a free session from us." Foxi added. She was a beautiful looking blend of fox shape with gossamer wings, four arms, bug-like digits, red antennae, and a tail that doubled as a thorax. She was gorgeous and emanated warmth, but the compounding in her eyes made her seem the slightest bit unnerving, at least at first.

"That's not our policy-" Theodit started.

"It is today." Ceylon interjected, then turned and used her tail to wrap around Dravus and set the tiny dragon on her back between her wings. "We're going to be up in Foxifly's quarters, please don't disturb us, at least not for a few hours. We're both going to be very busy until Dravus is satisfied."

Something felt unnerving to the little dragon, as he had not shared his name with the gryphon or fox-moth, yet they seemed to know that information already as well as the fact that it was his hatchday. Regardless, the idea of being catered to was too pleasant for him to give up, and he'd heard about both Ceylon and Foxifly, and knew he was in for a treat. Neither were official preds at The Vore House, but both would occasionally pitch in for special occasions or just for fun.

Curiosity and a healthy dollop of anticipation washed over Dravus as he was carried through the manor on the gryphon's back, a dozen questions bubbling up in his mind that he wanted to ask but was too shy to pitch. He was taken down the hall, up a spiral staircase to the second level, and back down the hall towards a rather compact yet pleasant looking room with lightly colored walls, some incense burning on a dresser, a rather large bed, and an entire opposite wall with a computer and monitors.

Looked like a bedroom but also an office at the same time.

Ceylon leaned up next to the bed and let the little guy hop off onto the green sheets. Before Dravus could ask, the gryphon smiled and bowed. "Psychic. I'm one of the few who can read minds. That's how I knew your name and that it was your hatch day. I also know you're very nervous and a little bashful, so I want to insist that you be vocal and communicative with us. If we do something you don't like, I want you to tell us. I mean, I can read your mind so I know either way, but the more you speak the more confident I can be with you."

Foxifly came up behind him with her wings buzzing to keep herself floating next to the bed. "Can I have him first? He's just so cute!" She leaned over and rubbed her cheek up against his, purring and buzzing alongside her light pitched yet raspy voice. Her antennae were twitching and coiling as her fur rubbed up against his scales. "I'd understand if you wanted him first. He is a cutie."

"You just love tiny prey, don't you?" Ceylon joked as she leapt up on the bed next to Dravus and the hovering Foxifly. "But I'm happy to let you go first. After all, we both get to have a taste before the end of the day, if Dravus here will allow us." She then flopped down onto her side, curling around the tiny dragon's body while her tail gently caressed his flank.

All the while, Dravus had no idea what to say or do. On one side, Ceylon had her belly exposed and was laid flat on the bed with her steely blue eyes trained on him, while the immensely cute Foxifly was practically begging for him from the other side. While he may have wanted to go to Foxifly more, as she was more exotic and seemed a bit more chipper, Ceylon's fluffy belly fur looked too comfortable to forego. He dove into Ceylon, headfirst, and started nuzzling and playing around against the gryphon fur on her belly and legs, smiling and chirping his own cute dragon chirps as his tail flapped around.

Foxifly relaxed her buzzing wings a bit to lay down on the bed next to Ceylon, sidling up next to the gryphon close enough that little Dravus was squished in between them, his body pinned between the fluffiness of Ceylon's fur and the softness of Foxifly's belly while the two predators took turns petting and caressing the dragon, their many limbs eagerly covering him and tickling him with feathers and bug fingers, tail tips and wing bits. He was inundated with attention in all the right ways at once.

That's when Ceylon decided to roll onto her back while pulling Dravus up onto her belly. From there, the little dragon could actually see the plump, thick vulva of the gryphon's sex all swollen and wet, the image conjuring up a memory of being told it was a free unbirth for him. His more lewd and eager side was excited at the prospect of such a thing, but his more reserved side - the half of him that was often in control - just let him blush and avert his eyes.

"Aww, now why are you being all blushy and shy?" Foxifly asked with a buzz as her wings picked up again, lifting herself up off the bed and then back down again with her body situated so that her groin was hovering near Ceylon's, either of her hind legs straddling the gryphon's tail. She grinned and leaned back, a light blush forming on her face as the fur between her thighs parted to reveal a plump set of petite canine lips. "And look at me, now I'm being blushy and shy. Sorry, I'm still new to this sort of compassion." She nibbled at her finger a bit while shifting to spread her legs more.

Dravus didn't feel right letting Foxifly seem so nervous, so he leapt from Ceylon's belly to pounce her onto her back, his cute cat-sized body still managing to tackle her to the bed. He nuzzled into her belly, rubbed his snout between the soft mounds on her chest, nibbled lightly at her fur, and kneaded at her abdominal muscles, all while doing his best to cutely growl, imitating a purr.

In response to that, Foxifly started stroking and caressing him with all four arms, her wings unfolding beneath her in a natural response to pleasure before she picked him up and set him down on her tail - which was also her thorax and therefore all flesh with relatively little fur - in between her and Ceylon. "How about...you use your kneading instincts on me." She didn't say anything beyond that, instead trusting Dravus to know what she meant.

He knew precisely what she meant and what she was offering, but everything seemed to go so fast! He wasn't sure if he was ready to offer himself to her, especially knowing that once they did this she would be giving birth to him, thus bonding them in a sense. It was all so very affectionate and intimate while also being strangely nonchalant, and he had no idea what direction he would go.

At least until Ceylon slipped up behind him to use her beak to lightly prod and preen at his hindquarters, distracting him from the muff before him. "You know, you don't have to make a move if you're not comfortable." The gryphon assured him, smiling and rubbing her cheeks against his side. "When it all comes down to it, we're here to please you, to make you feel good. If you want to know what it feels like, though, you either have to ease your way into her yourself or ask me to help you."

Dravus whimpered a bit as he glance back and forth between the two predators. Before him lie Foxifly on her back with her legs up and vulva exposed, but she looked so shy and meek! Behind him Ceylon was nudging and urging hm on, still being cute and helpful without actually pressuring him into anything. Both options were nice - where either he took the initiative or asked for help - but in the end he found he just wasn't bold enough to make the sort of moves needed to find himself curled up inside Foxifly. He turned to Ceylon and lowered his gaze to avoid eye contact. "I'd like your help."

The avian smiled and nodded as she laid down on her belly behind Dravus. "I'd be happy to help. Just relax, work with us, and we'll make sure you're taken care of." She then cradled Dravus in between her front forearms as her talons started gently kneading at Foxifly's inner thighs. "We start off slow, and feel free to put your paws on mine. As you make her tender, she'll open up and allow herself to house you. Try it." She got closer and closer to the fox's nether lips, keeping a weather eye on her expressions to ensure she wasn't going overboard.

Foxifly gave a smile and a nod as she gulped and buzzed to herself, legs remaining wide and nether lips loosening just enough to let Dravus slip his paws into her. This clearly wasn't something she often did, even if she wanted it. Usually, she stored prey in her thorax, but Dravus didn't know that.

In fact, the dragon was fixated entirely on keeping eye contact with Foxifly as his two front legs kneaded and pumped in and out of her. He wasn't trying to express dominance or show her who was boss, but after seeing her hesitation he wanted to make sure she was enjoying herself and not in any way uncomfortable. The best way to do that was to keep an eye on her. She was writhing a bit, but she was keeping with his motions only to feel him slowly slipping into her.

Dravus could tell this was not a sexual thing to her, yet she still longed to feel him in her loins. She was spreading her legs and even reaching down with two of her four arms to part her lips to expose the dark blue mottled flesh inside as well as the inner ridges that moved in waves. Her sex was hungry for the flesh of a dragon, and Dravus was the right size to satisfy her!

As he slipped his paws into her, he felt the ridges tugging on him from the wrist up, walls constricting and relaxing in waves to quickly form a bit of suction. It was a very unique set of genitals on her, but in a way that made Dravus even more eager to feed himself to her, as it would be a once in a lifetime experience to have those ridges swallowing and gulping him in waves.

Ceylon had stopped easing him in, as he had quickly found his groove and comfort zone. Now completely sure that he wasn't overstepping his bounds, he dug his hind feet into the fabric of the blanket on the bed to push and nuzzle himself into her loins, snout first between her lips with both front paws extended first like a dive. Almost instantly, he felt the ridges grab him and start tugging him inward, the lips parting to easily engulf him one gulp at a time.

He quickly came to realize it wasn't like he'd read. In the stories he'd perused prior to visiting The Vore House of Klyneth, he noticed that when swallowed by female genitals, it was more like they were stuffed in or pushed themselves in, it was rare for one's sex to actively gulp or suck. Yet, despite that, he still found himself in a position where he was being gently tugged a bit at a time as the lips expanded to to pass over his face and body before squeezing around his torso and maneuvering in a way that forced him into her like the jaws of a snake.

The soft flesh was accented with the more solid sensation of internal ridges all squeezing one line at a time, which made him slide into her with ease. Her walls relaxed and dilated around him to easily consume him starting with his head, down his body, and eventually past his feet, with the vulva actively stretching out to wrap around him and tug while the ridges forced him in a bit deeper. All of her parts worked together to the point it felt like a series of little hands were caressing and massaging him on his way through his opening, so much so that he barely felt it as her cervix opened up to slide over him and the rhythmic vaginal contractions gulped the last of him up.

All around him, all he could hear or feel was the flesh and gurgle of a nearby belly mixed with the gentle and persistent churning of organs working and blood pumping all to the rhythmic beat of a half dozen hearts around him. The warmth and softness of the flesh encompassing him made him want to curl up and nap, but his desire to pleasure her from within kept him awake long enough to stretch out and knead at her walls.

He could even hear her words as she spoke, even if the sounds were muffled.

"What a good boy." She buzzed as she patted her belly. "Such a sweetheart."

Ceylon stepped up and pressed his ear to her lightly bulged belly, purring as he preened her with his beak. "He really is. You want to see something really fun, though?" She stepped over Foxifly with all four feet beyond shoulder and hips of the fox moth. "But you gotta relax. It might be weird."

Foxifly blushed a bit as she looked up at the gryphon. Her boldness was slowly building, but if Ceylon said something was weird she knew it might be a bit stranger than she was used to. However, that also meant that if Ceylon liked it, there was a good chance she'd also find some fun in it. "Yeah, go ahead. Whatever you do, be gentle. This is still all new to me." She patted and rubbed her belly, the gentle squishes and squeezes shifting Dravus around in her womb as her tail thorax yawned.

"I can see that. Well hold still." The gryph instructed as the end of her tail curled down between their hind legs, the very tip opening up to reveal bright pink inner maw flesh. She then closed the tail maw back up and pressed the tip against Foxifly's vulva, wriggling it and pressing it inward as she kept her blue eyes trained on the fox moth's compound eyes. "I promise this will be pretty awesome."

With a wince and a blush, Foxifly giggled a bit to herself. "F-fine, I guess I trust you. I have to say though, you are one kinky bird." She gulped one last time as she prepared herself by relaxing.

Then, in a singular deep thrust, Ceylon's tail burst into her and twisted its way past her vulva, through the canal of ridges and soft flesh, and even through the tight clenched cervix en route to the fox moth's womb. There, the three jaws opened up and extended forward while lining the uterine walls to swallow Dravus all in one gulp.

Inside, the dragon was shocked and surprised by this sudden change in texture around him as he did not at first understand what was going on. All he knew and understood was that a new texture was surrounding him and he was being squeezed a bit before being pushed back from whence he came, only this time the muscles were clenching in a more deliberate pattern and the spine above him was bending in tight curves to help aid in his passing through the tunnel. He didn't realize that the gryphon's tail had swallowed him up, and that he was passing through the gullet connected to that maw.

It wasn't until he'd made it through the entire length of gryphon tail gullet and came to rest with his head pressed up between Ceylon's haunches that he realized what was going on. All around him, the walls were soft but so stretchy he could almost see light through them that illuminated the blood vessels and silken saliva that smothered him.

Just a she was putting it all together, a sudden and intense squeeze around his haunches forced him forward with a powerful lurch that sent him through not one but two tight rings of flesh before being deposited in gryphon womb, where he happily curled up in a ball, content. Now, as far as he knew and could tell, he'd taken a trip from one womb to another, and he couldn't be happier. His scales were soaked and he felt a tingle throughout, yet he also seemed to know this wasn't over.

And he was right. Once he settled down in Ceylon's womb after being sucked out through the gryphon's tail, the two predators were taking a moment to themselves, cuddling and snuggling in bed.

"How did that feel for you?" Ceylon asked, her tail lightly snaking out behind her as the subtle bulge in her belly shifted gently as Dravus struggled to find the best and most comfortable position. "I did warn you it'd be different, though!"

Foxifly snuggled up next to her, wrapping both sets of arms around the gryphon's body while her tail coiled up between their hind legs to rub at Ceylon's groin. "It was weird, that's for sure, but I think I might be able to do you one better." She gave a wink as she buzzed and smiled at her predator companion, rolling Ceylon over onto her back while straddling her belly just above the Dravus bulge.

Ceylon was curious so she happily clicked her beak and grinned. "What have you got in mind?"

"Whatever you can do, I can do." She retorted while leaning down to nuzzle her beak at the gryphon's, her tail maw opening up with an upper and lower jaw both smothering Ceylon's plump vulva. "This is going to get weird, let me know if it's too much." She offered a sly, one-eyed wink as she leaned back so that her two tail maw jaws bit down on Ceylon's sex, the undulating bumps and ridges all widening as her thorax began to suck.

From there, Dravus could instantly feel the natural pull towards the cervix that led to the gryphon's vaginal canal, as the inverse pressure was making him shift around inside until his snout was pressed against that opening between the two legs of his journey. Just like before, he wriggled and writhed until he felt proper, only to have the passage open up to let him lurch through in one blasted motion, his snout guiding him through vaginal canal and beyond the plump gryphon lips.

Beyond Ceylon's vulva, he found himself pressed tight against another set of dark blue and violet mottled flesh that squeezed around him to hold him in place as the jaws closed around his feet. Inside, he found he was able to curl around and turn so that his snout was aiming towards the entrance from which he was deposited, but unlike before he found that he could no longer keep himself up to pleasure his predator.

Inside, he was snug as a bug in a blanket, as the pillows of thorax flesh pulsated and throbbed around him in such a way that he felt not like he was in a fox moth's hungry tail, but as if he'd been wrapped in blankets and pillows and was dunked in saliva.

All in all, slumber couldn't wait another moment to take him. Between the tingle of pleasure that enveloped his every scale and body part as well as the comfort and overbearing sensation of fluid filling his every nook and crevice, he could no longer remain lucid, so he let himself into a slumber.

"So how long are you gonna keep him in there?" Ceylon asked Foxifly.

"Give him a few hours. He's earned it. Little guy was trying so hard to pleasure me every step of the way. Is it weird to have enjoyed it? Like, it wasn't sexual, but...you know...?"

All Ceylon could do was chuckle and nod. "I do know, but you and I are very different creatures. Similar in many ways, different in many others. If you like it, you like it. If it's simply for comfort, then so be it. I'm not going to tell you what to love about your job." She leaned in and gave the thorax a nice pat. "But I am happy to help you out from time to time. Treat him well, I'll be back."

Foxifly nodded and smiled, wings gently buzzing as she clenched her tail end to squeeze her thorax flesh around him. "I'm sure he'll be happy. See you soon!" She rolled over onto her belly with tail flopped down between her legs, resting between her thighs with the open maw belching lightly to release all the air.

Ceylon took this as her invitation to leave, so she licked herself clean and exited the room, leaving Foxifly alone with her prey and a book.

Over the next few hours, the fox moth enjoyed her privacy within her office and personal quarters while Dravus occasionally shifted inside her. As far as she could tell it was much like a normal sleep, except it was inside her. He would shift positions, kick against her thorax walls, and even clench up all his muscles to release some tension only to be held in place by her tail maw's gullet, where he was to remain for the duration of his stay.

While Foxifly did have to replenish her incense once or twice, she did find that she was able to lay down and enjoy a relatively peaceful time for the better part of the afternoon. It wasn't until she was about halfway through her book that she felt a deep lurch within her followed by the kneading of little dragon paws nearing the opening of her thorax.

She let her tail maw open up, revealing Dravus in a state of casual bliss. He had a broad smile upon his face as his eyes blinked the goop of her insides away. She glanced back from her book with a sly grin as her antennae twitched happily, tail up and ready to let the dragon out of her, now completely rejuvenated from his deep tissue slumber.

At that exact moment, Ceylon - who had been keeping in contact with Foxifly via telepathy - burst through the door to take a picture of Dravus being reborn through the fox moth's thorax to commemorate the moment, having it printed out with well wishes from Foxifly.

Though he'd finally been allowed out of her once again, he felt the cool air wasn't anywhere near the sort of pleasure he'd experienced, so he convinced both Ceylon and Foxifly to cuddle up with him on the bed with him in the middle while he let his time run out.

This was clearly an experience that he loved. Upon waking within her tail, he had felt like he'd enjoyed a combination of the most relaxing sleep in his life mixed with the persistent afterglow of an orgasm. He had no idea how that worked as his groin hadn't been stimulated, but that's what it felt like!

He would have to make this a yearly tradition, at the very least.