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It wasn't that Nadia couldn't move, just that she had no desire to do so after spending the past few hours of her evening being ravaged by the unstoppable force that was the delightfully plump dragon-gator. Every muscle in her body was exhausted, yet tingling with pleasure. Bliss ran through her veins as she lay sprawled out on the sex-scented sheets of that huge double-king bed. It was cold outside that evening, but she could hardly tell, given the heat that was clinging to her feathers, and swimming all around the room like a sauna. One that smelled sweetly of sweaty feathers and scales, and of fresh, rich cum as it remained clinging to Nadia's ruffled down.

The falconess laid staring at the ceiling, just trying to regulate her breathing. Which was difficult when the air was so humid, feeling like it was sticking in her throat just a bit as she swallowed it down. In a pleasant way. Her enormous companion's aroma was one well worth basking in. Smooth and silky, as if massaging Nadia's very thoughts as she inhaled it. Their romp together had only enhanced that fine spice, leaving her intensely stimulated but never overwhelmed, at least in that sense.

That was more than could be said for the rest of her body. Upon assessment, she realized she couldn't even feel her legs, past a certain point. Not for any sort of disconcerting numbness, but rather a state of such powerful orgasmic relaxation that half of her body was simply useless for a while. She could still feel the many loads of rich cream that had been pumped into her pussy, sloshing about with her every breath. Stretched, filled, but never bloated. Even if her middle was visibly swollen with just how much seed she was still carrying within her, in her womb and belly alike.

In her blurred version, her companion's features were indistinct, but no less lovely. Eve lay alongside Nadia, head propped up on one hand, simply observing the stunned, quietly chirping results of her hard work. She was seemingly unfazed by the relentless pleasuring she spent the last few hours delivering, aside from the sweat she had worked up. Such a coating served to make her elegant scales shine all the more brightly, highlighting her massive curves and general heftiness. She was a titan next to that lean bird, outweighing her perhaps a full seven times over, and yet she had fucked that falcon right into the bed without ever hurting her.

Except for one thing, but that was no fault of Eve's. Nadia's throat was slightly hoarse from all the noise she'd been making through the process. When she felt that purple shaft driving into her again and again, she couldn't help but scream to the full extent of her avian abilities. She wasn't even sure anymore how many times the big reptile had made her cum. It might have just been one long orgasm, all throughout. In the end, it had been almost like a glimpse of madness, such pleasure not meant for mere mortal minds.

Rather than embracing orgasmic insanity though, she had simply fallen into a state of absolute contentment. She laid like that a while, simply prone, stretching all her limbs about and trying to put her thoughts back together while Eve beside her ran her fingers up and down the falcon's body, rubbing her from thigh to belly to chest and shoulder, bringing a soothing coolness to her heated feathers. It was like magic. Nadia sighed deeply, and finally found the strength to move again after remaining sprawled for an amount of time she didn't bother to estimate, because it didn't matter.

She ran her fingers through Eve's hair, idly grooming at it while she found her voice. "Oh, Eve... I feel like you're still giving it to me. Every part of me feels wonderful."

Eve smiled and leaned in a little closer, kissing Nadia on the beak. "Then I have fulfilled my purpose."

"And what purpose is that?" Nadia asked softly, considering just passing out on the spot. The pleasant company changed her mind on that.

"Why, to dote on kind, sweet things as you; to make you feel every bit as adored as you ought to, as you deserve; to pleasure you beyond what you could ever even imagine, and to fuck you until you can't even stand," Eve listed matter-of-factly, nodding all the while.

Nadia gave a soft giggle. "You're right about that. I can barely even feel my legs. You don't think anything's broken, do you? I mean, even if there is, it'd be worth it."

"Oh, of course not, dear. I was very gentle with your soft little body."

Eve put an arm around Nadia's shoulders and just tugged her in close, squishing her to her bosom and holding her there a while. The bird was pretty much helpless to resist the embrace. Through the gator hybrid had a heavy, matronly shape, she was alarmingly strong. So Nadia just ended up squished right between those tits, each about the size of her own head.

"I'm not that small," Nadia protested, despite the ease with which she was pulled around. "And, wow, you call that gentle?"

"Of course! I didn't even break the bed. One has to be careful with you delicate feathered beauties."

Nadia just chuckled a little, relaxing back in Eve's embrace, letting herself be held and stroked and admired like she were the most precious creature in the world. She was so content she thought perhaps she might fall asleep and stay that way for a week. Slip into a pleasure coma. Yet some part of her remained restless, remained concerned that maybe she hadn't given enough, despite how many climaxes she'd provided the gator lady, how much cum she'd milked out just by being soft and fuckable. So, she touched Eve's cheek and spoke in a soft, curious voice.

"This has been such a perfect night for me. But is there anything else I can do to make it perfect for you?"

"Oh, you are such a considerate one. Don't you worry about me. I had a wonderful time fucking the living daylights clear out of you." Eve squeezed at Nadia's form here and there, rather deeply at that, as if deeply examining her muscles. Hearing her so nonchalantly curse amid her gentle words made for an oddly pleasant shiver. "Though, since you have asked so nicely, I might be able to think of one thing..."

Nadia immediately perked up, with what energy she had remaining anyway. An opportunity to make Eve happier was one she wasn't going to miss. "What might that be, Miss Bouchard?"

"You are such a lovely bird. Kind-hearted and gentle. Someone I am delighted to call my friend, and whose company is always welcome."

Nadia felt her cheeks warming up, but she sensed that wasn't the end of it, so she stayed silent. Eve continued, bluntly.

"And so, it's only reasonable, given my particular proclivities, that I want to eat you."

It wasn't quite a shiver that ran down Nadia's spine this time. More just like strangely pleasant warmth. The feeling was coming back to her legs, right on time for a spark of pleasure to shoot up and down them both, from her feet right up to the velvet lips of her pussy that still overflowed with rich gator cream, running in trickles down her thighs, reaching to her splayed tailfeathers as she grew wet once more just to hear that bold statement.

She did her best not to stammer, but the simple statement put such a tightness into her chest. "Oooh, my... you, um, you want to eat_me?_ I wasn't sure if that was ... a thing you were into."

Eve gave a hearty laugh. "Goodness me, Nadia. Have you had a good look at me lately? You don't grow to such a size such as mine without digesting a few whole people along the way."

Without even really thinking about it, Nadia just automatically reached down and began to rub her hands over the expanse of Eve's firm, weighty gut. It felt like the right thing to do at the time. There was more than a little padding there, enough for the falcon to squish her fingers deep into and massage. She felt plenty of muscle beneath, but the blue reptile's inherent strength was well-concealed by just how thick and soft her body was. She was the softest pillow someone covered in hard scales and ridges could ever hope to be.

"Mmmm, well ... if I had to be honest, I've been thinking about it ever since we met. I just didn't want to ask you." Nadia paused, and tapped her beak. "I suppose it doesn't turn me on as much if I think you're just doing it 'for me', so to speak."

Eve's smile was so gentle, and yet there was something in those violet eyes of hers. A spark, almost literally. "Rest assured, ma colombe, that it would not just be for you, as you say. There mere thought of having you, all of you, in my belly? It makes me absolutely wet. I want you bed enough that some vicious side of me is prepared to simply take you. No matter what you say."

Nadia saw movement in the corner of her eye, and she glanced down to spot that well-smeared shaft of Eve's stirring back to life from its partly softened state. The seductive gator teased on.

"How about that? Does that sound like adequate desire to properly arouse you, hm?"

"Y-yeah, that'll do it," Nadia stammered, almost forgetting how to speak for a moment. The feeling in her chest made her start to babble. "You'd, like, get off on eating me? It'd feel good for you too? I've always liked to think that it's more than just eating, that it's like ... orgasmic."

"Oh yes." Eve almost seemed to moan her words. "Every. Last. Gulp. Until you're snugly tucked away beneath my ample fat."

She took hold of Nadia's wrists, and just squeezed them, deeply, tightly. Letting her know just how easy it would be to overpower her. Nadia was paralyzed in her grasp, and not for the amount of force being applied. Simply for the commanding presence of the extra-large gator woman, smiling there above her as she snuggled her up to all those soft and padded assets she would contribute to, should she take the plunge. Eve's words were almost exactly what Nadia was thinking.

"Just imagine yourself as part of this body. Adding ever yet more weight to my gut. More for my next meal to squeeze and adore."

Nadia just clicked her beak once, snuggling up to Eve's body and feeling herself indenting into her layers of fat. The question of yes or no was long gone from her mind. "Nnnf, I hope I make for a good meal ..."

"More than a meal. An indulgence. A treat. Bliss, all the way down. From the slow, savouring swallow, to the warm, gurgling embrace once you are inside me. Working over every single feather. Sparing nothing." Eve leaned a little closer, her breath tremendously warm for a reptile. Must have been the dragon side.

"You'll enjoy digesting me too?" Nadia asked, not because she doubted it, but just because she wanted to Eve go on with the details. She stared up, wide-eyed all the while, enraptured just by hearing that kind voice so casually divulge the details of her impending treatment.

"Absolutely. I might just lay back in my bed here and pleasure myself to the feeling of you slowly melting down. Or maybe I wouldn't even need to touch. Simply the sensation of your tender body softening will likely be enough to bring me to a marvellous, mountainous peak. You have always looked like exactly the sort of beauty I most love digesting."

"Mmmmmm." Nadia had to take a moment just to moan. A thought occurred to her, and she licked over the edges of her beak as she held it in her head, considering whether or not she ought to say it out loud. Probably not, but arousal was becoming like a clamping grip upon her sex, driving her to a level of desire she simply couldn't push down. "What about ... what comes after? Will you enjoy that too?"

Eve did not even miss a beat. The question and its implications didn't embarrass her at all. "You can be certain that I will. A feathery one like you promises to be most stimulating once digested down. When you're down inside me, starting to fade into slumber in the heat of my rumbling belly, take comfort in knowing you will be contributing to a most enjoyable finale. A deeply satisfying dump, to be direct."

She leaned in even closer, her lips right beside Nadia's head, so that her hot breath puffed right into her ear, making her feathers flutter. The falcon didn't say a word, simply remaining in that invisible grasp of dominance that the gator simply seemed to emit, like an aura. That allowed her to hear even Eve's very softest whisper.

"To be even more frank, my sweet falconess, it stirs me to even greater heights of lust to think about it. Feasting upon you, devouring you, until all that remains is the feather-strewn leftovers pushing deeper through my body. When all is done, I am going to absolutely love shitting. You. Out. Until all that remains can't be called a bird anymore."

Almost motionless until then, Nadia surprised even herself when she gave a sudden buck of her hips upon the conclusion of Eve's whispered speech. It went along with a pleasure grunt from her beak that greatly contrasted the gator's quiet subtlety. With it came a deluge of her juices coursing over her sodden lips, squirting them upon her thighs along with some of the cum that remained overflowing in her pussy, still as hot as ever.

Eve gently laughed at that, withdrawing her head some. "Oh my. Was it something I said?"

Nadia just panted, feeling tingles hitting every inch of her body. She swore she could even feel them in her feathers. "I ... I think I just came? I've never squirted like that without even touching myself ... "

"Well, seems you heard exactly what you needed to hear. Your body knows its purpose. And that is to be prey." She stroked at Nadia's cheek as the bird lay there, just a little shocked by the sudden intensity of her own orgasm.

"I knew that! I just ... needed to hear it out loud, I suppose. So, um. This doesn't mean I'm done or anything. I still want to be yours."

"Of course. Come here, darling." Eve sat herself up, briefly towering above Nadia's prone form before tugging her up against her once more, locking the falcon's arms and wings in a tight embrace. One that let her feel that great white belly rumbling. "You'll have to excuse my stomach. I am rather hungry. Being such, I'm afraid I may not be able to grant you the luxury of a slow digestion."

"That's okay," Nadia gasped, still never quite having steadied her own voice. "That just means I get to be a part of you faster."

"Just so! Now. Relax. Breathe. Do not worry yourself with doing anything wrong. All you have to do is give in to me, and I shall _claim_you." She squeezed fondly up and down the bird's body as she spoke.

Nadia was speechless, just nodding there as she leaked cum, bathing in Eve's perfumed scent. She'd asked once what sort of fragrances the kindly gator-dragon used on herself to smell like that, but according to her, it just came naturally. That was hard to believe, but she didn't seem the sort to lie about anything. She was always honest. So Nadia just relaxed, as best she could, filling her lungs and her senses with Eve's refined, natural perfume, laced with potent pheromones that kept her nethers tingling and tight, even so shortly after orgasm.

She was soaking wet again when Eve gave her a show of her jaws. The two of them were illuminated by mere candles in that elaborate bedroom, the shadows dancing on the walls, and soon the flickering light was reflecting off those many long teeth. They framed the slick folds of her throat, slowly flexing there before her as Nadia basked in her breath. Which was as sweet as the rest of her. She found herself leaning closer and closer the longer that humid maw remained open in front of her, gravitating towards that gullet without even needing any urging. Before she just plunged right in though, she paused.

"My beak won't bother you, will it?" she asked cautiously, debating with herself whether such concern was ruining the moment or not.

Eve closed her mouth and licked some of the spit from her lips. "Not at all, dear. But thank you for your concern. I have swallowed beaks, talons, claws, fangs, horns, antlers - and not a one of them has given me any trouble. Nor did any such features survive their passage through my system."

"Good, good," Nadia said with a sigh. "Sorry to interrupt."

"Not at all. In fact -"

Eve didn't finish her sentence, instead planting her palm on the back of Nadia's head, and pushing her head into her swiftly opened jaws all in one sudden motion. The falcon startled slightly, feeling those teeth pressing down into the back of her neck, and her shoulders. It was odd - she could feel just how sharp they were, how easily they could prove deadly, but even with pressure applied they only kneaded her. Like a particularly deep massage, striking at the pain in her muscles she didn't even know existed, and rubbing it away in cool waves of pleasure. Eve was so good at what she did she could even make someone relax with her teeth.

As she began to eat Nadia whole, she ensured that no part of that succulent bird went untouched. Nadia felt an unusual tingle in her head in response to the thorough attention. It wasn't just the gropes to her breasts, her thighs, her butt. Though there was plenty of that. It was the particular focus Eve gave to the less obviously sexy parts of her body. Like those two fingers rubbing at the base of her spine, just above her tailfeathers. Or the scritchy-scratch of claws up and down the back of her forearm. Or a deep, five-fingered kneading right where her wings met her back. The indulgent attention left her feeling if perhaps she had simply never known how attractive those parts of her really were.

Eve wasn't even pushing her prey into her jaws. Simply lowering them slowly, and letting the falcon's beak catch in her throat. Once embraced, the tug of her hungry swallows ensured that Nadia was as good as eaten already. There was no pulling back from such a grip - and just to be sure, Nadia even gave a firm tug away, testing whether Eve's gullet really was as strong as it seemed. And quickly concluding it was probably stronger than her entire body. Which was a surprise, as she'd always known alligators to have a fairly weak swallowing ability, shaking down their meals with the help of gravity. That must have been where the dragon side of Eve came in. Along with the intense heat wafting up from within her, making Nadia have to close her eyes lest they water under the sweltering puffs of exotic gator-dragon breath.

Soon, her senses became entirely caught up in the rush of being swallowed. Eve might have been taking it slowly, but it wasn't for lack of ability. If she wanted, she probably could have devoured Nadia in a single lunging gulp. The power behind each swallow Nadia felt compressing over her features could very well have crushed her, with a little less self-control. She might have emanated a welcoming, motherly persona, but in that moment, Nadia knew that was only one side of her. The other was that of a relentless predator, so ravenous she could devour an entire person before anyone could blink. To be savoured and treated as special was a luxury Nadia felt flattered to be granted when Eve could have easily consumed her at any point during their friendship.

She couldn't help but squirm as she got slowly eaten. Her face was just a bulge within Eve's throat at that point, muffling her attempts at moaning, keeping her from properly expressing just how good it felt to inch downwards Eve's slick gullet. So she was just going to have to say it another way, and that was with a slow swing of her hips back and forth, fluttering her tailfeathers as she rubbed her thighs wetly together. That had her smearing all the collective juices that had gathered between her legs, built up over their night of wild, ruthless fucking.

It was more just her wiggles of pleasure, unable to hold still when it felt so good to be swallowed alive by such an elegant woman. But they also could have been interpreted as the struggles of prey, uselessly trying to escape her throat. Eve seemed to go with that reading of Nadia's motions, soon clamping her arms right around her, pinning her arms and wings alike, and suppressing the sways those feathered hips could give. Taking a thrill out of fighting against someone so much bigger and stronger than her, Nadia didn't stop, either. If anything she only squirmed the harder as Eve locked her into that deathly tight grip, almost but not quite crushing the air out of her.

Not that it slowed her progress any. Her sense of orientation was becoming increasingly obscured as she began to tilt upwards in the darkness of Eve's throat. Her light avian weight was nothing for the gatordrag, and before long Nadia's bird feet were pointing right up towards the ceiling as Eve slowly tilted her head back, her throat outlining the features of her prey. But only a little. The truth was, Nadia wasn't even a particularly big meal for the titanic reptile. Yet she still treated her like a special delicacy, giving her the respect she might a gourmet dinner.

Nadia was helplessly dangling in Eve's firm grasp, those scaled hands around her hips as she slid smoothly between those wide-open jaws, teeth combing through her feathers pleasantly but never hurting her. She realized how much she trusted that affectionate old gator as she descended towards her gurgling gut. All she had to do was let go and she could have finished her off all at once. Or bite down, and Nadia would have been helpless to resist the harm. But she was savouring every inch, sucking the flavour out of her, licking her, very gently kneading her with those teeth. Making her feel special in short, even though Nadia was sure Eve had eaten plenty of other birds before.

She had been squirming plenty, but by that point she was almost paralyzed again. For one, she could feel Eve's tongue slipping down over her belly, coming ever so near her sopping, dripping sex. And for another, she could hear Eve's hunger. The gurgles were rumbling up towards her, taking on a uniquely fleshy echo as the sound bounced its way up the gullet that was claiming her. It sounded like Eve was already digesting someone, or maybe her belly was simply so primed for Nadia's entry that it had begun its work before she even arrived. Nadia outright shook with anticipation as she inched closer and closer, knowing she was going to start getting digested the instant she got down there.

Such excitement made her ever so slurpable, and Eve used the flexibility of her dragon tongue to devastating effect as she licked up between Nadia's thighs, giving her sex the bathing of a lifetime. Being eaten out with such power was one thing, but it was a whole other experience to be half-swallowed, basking in the gatordragon's drool and the heat of her breath, puffing out slowly, calmly as she ate the passionately aroused bird in two senses at once. She lingered there only briefly, giving a select few highly effective licks from top to bottom of the falcon's puffy pussy lips, working up as much wet noise as she did pleasure. Nadia went from simmering in her lust to absolutely surging.

Which only served to make the next gulp even more pleasant, to the point of nearly unbearable. That meant engulfing her sex all at once, introducing its sensitive folds to the constricting touch of that mighty throat. The juicy results were instantaneous. Despite the slight soreness of her throat that remained, Nadia screamed out with all the power of a falcon's voice as she erupted in yet another splattering orgasm, messy as before, getting her feathers even wetter. The screaming proved useless given how wrapped up she was in Eve's insides. But the muffled vibrations at least made themselves known, causing the azure predator to briefly smile around her meal's thighs as she heavily drooled upon them. And then those were gone too, as she reached up and shoved at the bottom of one of Nadia's feet, playing with her curled toes as she fed her in deeper.

That coincided with Nadia's official arrival inside Eve's welcoming gut. If welcoming described such a stiflingly hot, noisy, churning chamber, at least. She was helpless at first as her arms remained in Eve's throat, making her descend beak-first to the bottom, getting bathed in the hotly sloshing fluids that oozed and seeped in from the walls around, filling the base of the chamber. For a moment she worried about causing the dragator discomfort, but she remembered what she had said. And really, it almost seemed silly to imagine Eve having trouble eating anyone, no matter what shape they were. She was simply built to consume others.

Nadia pulled her head to the side as best she could to avoid being submerged beneath the surface of the shallow fluids. Were those acids, or just something else? It was hard for her to tell, and they were largely scentless. Somehow, it smelled pleasant even inside the gator's stomach, with some small amount of her inherent sweetness persisting all the way down to those dark depths. Or maybe that was simply Eve's sweat, clinging to her feathers and making the trip down into those burbling digestives along with the rest of Nadia. Either way, she had no complaints once her arms were free, and she could plant them and readjust her position, already starting to curl up as a rounded swell before she was even fully finished off.

Only her feet remained outside of the predator's slick jaws, dripping strands of drool as Eve generously slobbered over them. She might have been a polite and refined individual, but she was no stranger to making a mess. As Nadia already knew well from load after load of rich cum sprayed into and upon her all through the evening. Eve licked at the falcon's feet and toes a few times, and gave them a solid nibble, but she wasn't wasting time. One toss of her head, and a final, exaggerated gulp that resonated all through the room, and right down to the captive falcon, and Nadia was gone from the outside world in a simple spatter of saliva.

Gone, but not at all forgotten. Eve reclined, licking her chops at a slow, indulgent pace, and stretched herself out to give as much definition to the bulge of bird as she could. Even then, Nadia wasn't an especially large feature in the gut of such a hefty woman. She wasn't even fully defined there, just a bit more weight pressing out on that belly, making it rounder, heavier. None of her more distinct features were visible, even as she squirmed around in there. Already just food, even before digestion began.

Which didn't take long. It was hardly a few seconds Nadia was curled up inside Eve, packed away beneath the many layers of fat, before she was already feeling the first tingles of those merciless acids working on her. It didn't hurt, but it did feel strange. Slightly ticklish, slightly itchy, and to some extent, oddly pleasant. Maybe it was just the attention she enjoyed, feeling Eve's body so eagerly working at her, wanting her, hungry for her. Even if it was a natural process, something that happened to all food, she felt like the gator's gut was outright excited to digest her.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm. Exquisite, juicy bird. I'm sure you can hear me just fine in there. How does it feel to be dinner?" Eve lavishly sucked at her fingers between words, tasting for any last hints of the falcon's enticing flavour.

Nadia had to steady herself some before responding. "Mmmmmmf, Eve ... It feels just amazing. Are you already digesting me? Your stomach is so noisy."

Eve gave Nadia a fond pat, the impact jiggling all that fat on her belly. "Of course I am. A morsel like you isn't going to last long when I'm as hungry as I am. It's best we get in our words now, before the messy sound of your body breaking down drowns out all else."

Nadia gave another of those pleasant shivers just to hear such frank discussion of her impending fate. She could only imagine how hybrid dragon and gator digestives were going to work on her. How fast, how brutal they might be. She tensed up briefly, and softly asked a question just for reassurance.

"Is it going to hurt a lot? I mean, I don't mind, I just want to -"

Despite how softly Nadia as speaking, Eve still heard her well enough to cut her off. "My dear, do I seem the sort to torment my prey? I cannot promise you pleasure, but it's not going hurt you. All shall be numb before the real work begins."

Nadia smiled, and breathed out a sigh or relief. Which had her sucking in increasingly humid air afterwards, but she wasn't having any trouble breathing. "And what about you? Is it going to feel good?"

"To say the absolute least." Eve began rubbing down her sides, gripping at her belly, her pudge, her hips, moaning all the while. "Feeling you becoming part of me, layering all that you are upon my curves, is going to feel just like you said. P passionately, perfectly orgasmic."

She might not have heard it from within Eve, but her mere presence inside that belly was turning the dragon-gator on, bringing her to wet, dripping fullness. Making her throb, making her slick below, and all without a single scaled finger's help. Every squeeze of those slimy walls around the feathery occupant was enough to make her ascend towards a peak once more. Before long, that well-sheened, violet shaft was pressing up deeply into her own belly, indenting the fat, prodding towards Nadia. Pulsing firmly enough the falcon could even feel it on the inside, knowing that the mere act of being digested was getting Eve off just as well as any other way she might have pleasured her. Maybe better.

The first real sign of digestion was when those walls began to grind against Nadia's smoothed skin. She had hardly noticed just how many feathers she had been losing until then, gasping out when she realized the extent to which she'd been plucked. Those juices had simply loosened her fluffy down, and the constant rubs of those kneading walls had stripped her down to bare. She felt so suddenly naked, with those fluids sliming up bare, pink skin. It made her thankful for just how dark it was in there, given she must have looked so much less pretty at that point.

With her first line of defence just a ruffled, soaked bundle of feathers floating around in the slowly rising juices beneath her, those oozing acids were free to trickle down over her completely exposed skin. True to Eve's word, it didn't hurt any, but she definitely felt it. At first it was just a tickle, then it progressed to somewhat less pleasant itching. She didn't scratch. Then it was really tingling, reaching all up her legs, and between them as well, getting at her rump, and her more intimate parts. The sensation was enough to make her squirm at first, briefly whimper, proving more and more overwhelming by the second until all numbed out and she felt as if her lower half had simply vanished. She promptly stopped kicking her legs, and instead let them simmer in the bubbling chyme, roiling and softening by the minute as digestion made its way past her skin.

It was becoming harder to move, but the alarmingly rapid process of melting down beneath those scales hadn't yet found its way to anything vital. She was still breathing, wasn't in any pain, and could still hold herself up fine. Though the last part was becoming more difficult, her lower half being stripped down layer by layer, throwing off her balance. It went along with an unexpected smokey scent, almost as if she were being outright cooked in those hot juices. All the while, she got to feel the resonance of Eve's bassy groans, the full extent of her gator voice coming out in muted bellows of bliss to be working on such a fine meal.

"Ah, Nadia. I can feel you breaking down. Every part of you I strip away, I add to myself. Are you well? Comfortable, at least so far as you can be?"

Nadia realized she was spacing out, losing herself in the sensations and hardly thinking. She hadn't quite passed out, but she was going to if she wasn't careful, especially while basking in such intense heat. "Mmhmm. It doesn't hurt, Eve. You were right. Feels funny, but it's nice in here. Like a sauna. A ... very dark sauna."

"Better the dark than a live show of your own digestion, perhaps. Unless of course you are enticed by such a thought."

Nadia pondered, and finally just nodded. And then remembered that Eve couldn't see that gesture in her current position, so she spoke. "You know, I kind of am. What's ... what's it going to be like, you think?"

Somehow, she knew that she just put a smirk on Eve's face. She could hear it in her voice as she chuckled. Eve sat up a little straighter jiggling around her fat, and making Nadia shift around some, splashing some of the hot juices and rising mess around. It was getting increasingly difficult to keep her balance. Like a hot bath she just wanted to sink down into, completely relaxed. Except in this case, the feeling melting into it was more literal.

"Goodness, dear. Fascinated by the gruesome details, are you?"

Nadia felt her cheeks grow hotter. Which was saying something, considering just how hot she was already. "Sorry if that's a little weird."

"Weird? Oh, chérie, do not for a second feel ashamed of your desires. I just did not expect such a thing from someone as gentle as you." Eve paused, and gave a slow slurp over each of her teeth, breaking into a grin. "Right now, I'm going to strip those fine legs of yours right down to the bone, nibble by acidic nibble. Not a single shred of meat is going to be left. You'll be sitting there, slumping down into your own digested body. Collapsing in on yourself like a crumbling tower. How does that sound, Nadia?"

"Nn ... what then?" It wasn't quite arousal she felt, especially with the associated parts really feeling the numbness that kept theme from stinging, but something inside of her just lit right up as soon as she heard such a description. She let the image of her own melting body fill her head. Frightening, and yet something was simply right about it. Especially knowing she was making her motherly friend moan as she did it.

Eve was already aroused, but as she spoke her voice wound into orgasmic growls. She had such a seductively kind way of speaking, but when she was about to cum, her grunts became much more guttural, intimidating. "Oh, what then you ask? My, well, once your legs are all but taken from you, I shall start working my way up your body. Reach the more vital places. Blind you, deafen you as your head slips beneath the surface. Delve into your soft chest and eat your heart right out. it may sound unkind, but I am going to love destroying you."

"That's not mean. You're right. It's what happens to prey. Like ... me." Nadia's voice was getting weaker, and she was feeling tightness in her chest as she projected it just to be heard above the increasing gurgles.

"Exactly. How are you doing now, Nadia?"

"I'm ... fading, I think." She was having trouble holding her head up, which meant that the rest of her was sinking down into the rising pool, which was growing thicker, chunkier with the meat that had been stripped off of her bones. She still couldn't see it, and the sensations were faint, but Eve had painted such a vivid picture in head she knew just what was happening.

"Mm. I can feel it. The life just leaving your body. Those muscles shutting down. Twitching their last. Would you say I'm cruel for taking pleasure in that? Because your last gasp is going to make me cum. Hard."

Nadia did her best to reply, but she was huffing more rapidly, trying to refill lungs even as deadly digestives ate away at them from the inside of her body. "I hope you do ..."

The ruination of her body was much more graphic than she could even properly imagine, but it still just felt like a slow wave of relaxation washing over her rather than anything unpleasant. It should have hurt, but Eve was such a polite host she wasn't going to let it sting one bit even while digesting her alive. She wasn't sure how she managed it, but she didn't question her either. It made sense, knowing Eve.

Maybe if she could feel everything, it would have been like having the life choked out of her. Nadia's chest was caving inwards, and she was getting hot, bubbling acids right over her face. Slowly prying her beak loose, getting in her eyes and blinding her, turning them to jelly. Making her swallow some of the stuff, silencing her voice with a choking gasp, ensuring she'd already spoken her last words. She raised a hand just to feel it slump back down, as the last drop of control left her muscles all over, firing off in one final twitch. And then after that, she let out a long, shaking gasp, and fell into stillness.

She was actually still alive, still aware. But she was little more than a rounded, smoothed-over bulge inside that fat, white, scaly gut, framed by Eve's blue hands as they kneaded and massaging her towards oblivion. She felt like nothing more than meat, all her edges sanded off by the relentless process of digestion. Eve didn't need to touch herself. The moment that final gasp faded into silence, she bucked her hips, thrusting her purple cock towards the ceiling, and let out the utmost of pleasured gator bellows.

"Ah, Nadia!" she sang out as thick jets of cum rained down over her belly and breasts, covering her scales like a torrential storm. Splatting hard, and spreading out in all directions, pumping, pumping, until the mess of her cream had spread up over and between her breasts, all the way to her own jaws, and down her hips, trickling to the bed in interwoven strands. Beneath those plump balls of hers, she was squirting too, coating those orbs and her own thick thighs with another layer of juices, all just adding to the potency of the pheromones swimming through the room. It would have melted the mind of anyone who entered.

And she was still cumming for a good while, leaving Nadia to fade into complete numbness knowing how hard she'd made Eve climax. What a mess it must have been. And all of it just from digesting her. It made her feel honoured to have inspired so much gator cum in one night. Every single sensation faded before long, as the clamps of Eve's gut proved violent in those last moments. Restrained but persistently digesting her until then, then aggressively lunging for the finish at the end. Showing that hidden side of her as she dominated the falcon with her digestives. Nadia was left wondering if she was still there for a while, every single one of her senses completely muted, leaving only her thoughts. But if she was still thinking, then she was still there, she was still conscious, she -

Like a velvety void, Nadia was engulfed by darkness. Her last thoughts were silky-smooth, and then came a final glorp as her skull and chest caved in at once. Eve wasn't exactly controlling her stomach's every move, but that fatal clench was somewhat calculated. A good, hard squeeze to be certain the bird was completely processed, as she came down from her bellowing, and then hissing orgasm. A draconic growl rumbled up from her throat as she settled into afterglow, simply groping at herself, and all her curves, knowing they were about to get at least a little thicker, smearing around her own cum and sweat in the process, glistening. She didn't mind.

"Nadia, Nadia, Nadia ... mine, all mine," she huffed, not breathless but finding the pleasure breathtaking. A long sigh, and she relaxed. Slumping down into the bed, stretching herself out, and holding onto her belly. She was much more a mess than she usually allowed herself to be, but the hour was late, and she didn't want to leave that peaceful digestive peak too quickly. And so she simply rode that wave of bliss into slumber, rubbing at the chunks of meat, feathers, and bone that still clumped together beneath her fat, ensuring everything was processed and little to no sign of that falcon remained, pushed down through her system over the course of the remaining night.

***

Eve had digested plenty of bones before, and even the hardest never gave her trouble. A bird's were hardly a second thought for her system, so to speak. She snoozed on, eventually turning over onto her side with a loud slosh of digestives, breaking every single detail apart and pushing Nadia on through her journey. Given how hard she was being churned at, it was a wonder she even lasted as long as she did. The gurgles were loud enough that she might have been deafened by them at that point, if she was still intact. Eve's body wanted her.

Though Eve had fallen asleep late, she was still awake by dawn, giving a great yawn and a stretch to crick her old back as she rose. Feeling the weight settling forward, she clutched at her middle and gave it a thorough rub, pressing deep into the layers of fat like a professional masseuse. Just to get a good idea of how much Nadia had added to her form. It wasn't so much that others might immediately notice. Eve was hefty after all. But she could feel it, and that was the most important part. As she got to her feet, she could feel the extra jiggle provided to her by the falcon's full-body contribution. She'd devoted herself entirely towards making that sapphire-scaled matriarch feel even more attractive.

With no one around to observe, Eve didn't feel one hint of shame in just standing there a while, groping at her belly. It was worth admiring, especially as she remembered the face of that lovely bird who had given herself up to its allure. She pictured that cute falcon melting down to nothing inside her, all the gory details, and the result was her cock slickly pushing from its slit just above her balls, leaking down those lubricating juices, thick enough to dribble to the floor. Her room was once more awash in her perfumed pheromones, both fresh and somewhat aged. Not that it ever wasn't.

This time, she didn't hesitate to rub herself. The sound was wet and lewd, slathering that slit-juice over her palm as she stood by the edge of her bed, aroused by the memory of the falconess. Her heavy tail slowly swayed as she hummed and huffed, tilting her head back and licking over her lips and teeth, searching for any final remnants of that succulent flavour. Perhaps she hadn't spent as long eating Nadia as she could have. But then, she mused, she had wanted to be treated like prey. Prey was made to be devoured.

She couldn't just stand there all day getting off on the thought of digesting that falcon. Not for any sort of prior appointments of responsibilities, at least not yet. More, she felt the increasing demand of a certain biological process urging at her. Nothing uncomfortable, for certain. Nadia had been bliss to digest, from swallow to final twitches. But such an efficient system as hers was already done with her, harvesting every single nutrient it could from her body before pushing the rest on to be disposed of. It was time to let Nadia back out, in her new, less flattering form.

It was so much easier to eat prey in her own home. She actually had a bathroom built for someone the size of her. Eve rumbled off to it, still entirely nude, juices clinging to her scales. Even her hair was a mess. It was not normally a state she'd let anyone see her in, but the shower was right there when she was done. Pressing matters came first. Pressing in that she could already feel a little push beneath her fat tail, along with a distinct tickle. There were the feathers, just as she had predicted. Just a little bit of a tingle, enough to make her chuckle as she hiked her tail right up and settled her massive scaly ass down upon the porcelain.

A solid squeeze, and the process began. Eve was still quite turned on through it all, which might have seemed crude, but she considered it a compliment to her prey. The process of shitting Nadia out was pleasurable on its own, as those sizable logs squeezed forth, all strewn in ruined feathers and flecks of powdered bone. But more arousing was the thought of what she used to be. Perky and beautiful, young and kind, and then messily digested in a mama gator's gut, stripped of everything she was until she was just some hot filth to be deposited into the bowl below.

Pound after pound of thick waste splashed down, feeling surprisingly light compared to other people she had turned into shit. Must have been that slender avian build. They always seemed like such delicate things to her - but then, everyone was delicate once her digestives got a hold of them. She let her shaft stay firm all throughout the process of sending Nadia to the sewers, even faintly murmuring her name in a sing-song voice. The bird had made that fat ass even fatter, and now she was being squeezed out of it one feathery piece at a time, until a few small bones were piling up the mound of gator-dragon waste that used to be a falcon. Eve's system was efficient, but it wasn't perfect, and those small few recognizable bits adorned the mess before a flush sent them down the pipes with the rest.

Even a queen-sized toilet like that one wasn't built for that big a load, and one flush became another as Eve shat Nadia out for minute after minute. She felt no need for a distraction, the rude delight in divulging her to the water below entertainment enough. Many knew her as that polite older lady with the nice dresses and welcoming personality, but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy the final dirty moments of her prey's journey through her body. She remained hard, idly stroking at herself with just two fingers all throughout the process until she finally finished off that great big dump with one final squeeze.

She had to be just a little forceful with the very last of Nadia. Perhaps that used to be a skull, mixed in there with the rest, but it was far too ruined to really tell. Crushed and hollowed out during its journey through Eve's intestines, not giving her a moment of trouble even with the edges it used to have. Not anymore, with everything softened and flattened, rounded over until it was as smooth as marble. No one would have guessed it was hers, or even a bird's at all, if they saw it at that point.

"Wonderful work, Nadia," she said to no one but herself, tidying up as she spoke. "Every bit the feast I had hoped you would be. You were not the first bird, nor even the first falcon I've digested, and you won't be the last. But perhaps you are the finest."

Once done, she rose, and turned with odd admiration in her eyes. Not for the product of her digestion itself, but more just for what it meant. The bird was truly hers now, everything that mattered absorbed into her curves, and the rest of her existed as nothing more than shit. Eve kept the image of Nadia's sweet face in her mind. The smile upon that beak, digested. Those bright eyes, melted from her skull. Her voice silenced by the acid flowing down her throat. And all of her feathery curves softened, ruined, stripped away until she was nothing more than a gathering of bones clattering a macabre song at the bottom of Eve's deep stomach, to be broken down as she slept.

Such a thought, harsh or not, was enough to compel Eve to yet one more orgasm inspired by the falcon. She rubbed at herself as she pointed her cock towards the remaining mess, and she crudely marked it with a generous dose of cum while she hissed and gritted her teeth. Truly there was no better way of dominating someone than to climax over their remains like that, Eve mused. But it wasn't for the macabre factor so much as the possessive one. Nadia belonged to her now, and if she wished to send her off with one final indulgence, there was no one who could stop her.

Once she had thoroughly milked herself, Eve simply gave a satisfied sigh and hit the lever. Down it all went, in a third and final flush, leaving just a well-fattened gator to happily smirk and nod her head. It was well past time for a good shower, to deal with all the accumulated sweat and musk she'd gathered over a night of sex and feasting, so she swiftly stepped in and cranked the water to steaming hot. Her voice rang sweet with song as she scrubbed herself beneath the faucet, making sure not to miss a single scale.

It was no short process, given just how much of her there was to wash, but she settled for nothing but perfection. Back to her refined, perfumed self. In a few minutes more, she'd be out of there and dressed back up. Putting her kind and seductive face back on, inviting every onlooker to entertain thoughts of giving in to her many desires, simply at a glance. She might have seemed too polite to ever do such terrible things to them as she just had to Nadia, but by the end of the night, and a potent dose of musk, pleasure, and temptation, they would want nothing more. To be taken, claimed, and used up by her well-aged body, giving everything over to her appetites for no better reason than she wanted them. Her desires would become their own, just like they always did, and she would feast, on mammal, on bird, on reptile, or anyone else who struck her fancy, again and again and again.