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"Okay, walk me through it again. I'm still kinda fuzzy on the details." Smokey said.

"Alright, let's see if I can break this down a little more clearly," Shayna said, "You remember how Lisa and Levi managed to jump from my predscape to yours, then suddenly, they weren't in my belly anymore because they just appeared in yours?"

"Yeah?" the blue dragon said, though it sounded as though he was asking, uncertain exactly what that incident had to do with today's experiment.

"Well, Liz, Celeste, Jia, and I have been talking about that little accident. It got us to wondering about just how far a predscape can reach. Our resident sex-demon, Celene, has shown it can have a pretty impressive upper limit. We guessed that yours and mine have a connection because of how long we've known each other and how often we end up inside one another. Our little pocket dimensions are kind of interwoven now. They even think yours sprang up because of your exposure to mine." Shayna explained.

"Okay, sure, that makes sense. Kind of like catching a cold." Smokey replied.

"Slightly more complicated than that," the angelic lady corrected, "But for the purpose of this discussion, sure, that works. Now, because of that, we started wondering if it was possible to create a predscape for people who don't have one of their own, perhaps while they're visiting a certain resort run by a certain blue dragon. See where I'm going?"

It took virtually no time for Smokey to make the connection. As soon as Shayna said 'for people who don't have one of their own', it led him down a series of questions and answers. Why would someone need a predscape? For when they eat someone. What would happen if they didn't have a predscape? Provided they were at the Inn, The Promise would catch whoever was eaten. The elegant resurrection enchantment would bounce them right back into existence as though no harm had come to them.

"You want to give the Inn a predscape." Smokey said.

"Effectively, yes. I think this would be a fantastic addition. For one thing, it will expand the Inn's usable space in ways that don't require physical laws to be followed. For another, it gives someone a bit of a gap between being eaten and bouncing back so they can process what happened, maybe even pick where, how, and when they come back. Think of it like a buffer." Shayna explained.

The blue drake nodded, finding the whole concept intriguing. There hadn't been much in the ways of advancing The Promise since it was established, and he didn't like the idea of something remaining static for too long. If anything, not regularly re-examining something could open it up to problems, especially something as important as the protective enchantment that made the Inn famous for its less conventional pastimes. Neglecting such a critical system sat poorly with him. This seemed to encourage a more regular investigation of how everything worked.

"Okay, say we pursue this. Where is the predscape? Whose do we use? Yours? Mine?" Smokey asked.

"We would make one from scratch specifically for the Inn. The logical choice would be to tie it to the Magna, which means in a way, it would be Carmel's predscape. And if I can get Ivory's help, we might be able to incorporate some element of time manipulation. If someone wants to spend a prolonged period of time in 'the buffer'--for lack of a better name for it--but they don't want to be gone very long relative to the world outside, they can speed up time for themselves. Or maybe they want to only spend a few minutes in 'the buffer' but have a few hours or days pass out in the waking world." the snowy-hued dragoness said, sounding like she was getting rather excited.

"Whoa now, slow down!" Smokey interrupted, "Let's hold off on the time aspect. That sort of thing can get us into a lot of trouble. Just look at how Ivory's tent messes us up when we spend too long there. I end up forgetting what's been going on and I have to get briefed about operations. I'm not rejecting the idea outright, just... let's proceed carefully, shall we?"

"Honey, you know I wouldn't just jump in without considering all the angles. I just think it's really interesting how this opens up a whole host of possibilities." Shayna said.

"Okay, I just wanted to make sure. I would be derelict in my responsibilities if I didn't voice the concern," Smokey said, "So, we're gonna start making a predscape for Carmel?"

The angelic dragoness winced ever so softly, having been worried a little about this particular part of the conversation.

"No. Not yet at least. Making a predscape is something of an involved process. At least... when you don't have a head start like you had. Carmel's got a lot of complex things going on, a very intricate interconnected network of trees throughout the gardens and out into the preserve. She's connected to it in a way we never intended so we need to take a closer look at how she, the Magna, and her arboreal network function together. It might be that we need that kind of connectivity, like adding hard drives to a computer to store more information." Shayna said.

"So, we're not making a predscape for Carmel." the blue dragon said as he raised an eyebrow.

"No, not as of yet. That will come later. Liz is investigating that with Jia. Celeste suggested we experiment first with seeing if we can actually connect The Promise with a predscape at all. Theoretically, it should be possible." the angelic lady said.

"And that brings me back to a question I asked earlier: whose predscape are we using?" Smokey asked.

"About that... Usually we wouldn't operate like this but... we decided anything that might happen would be harmless enough so we just went ahead and started experimenting." Shayna said.

"Dear," Smokey said, drawing out the word as he started to get a familiar feeling, "You're evading. Why?"

"I know I promised that we'd stop just doing whatever without at least consulting you first." Shayna said.

"Is this why you insisted we talk about this outside?" the blue drake asked.

He lifted a paw to gesture out towards the open clearing they were sitting in. Shayna had selected a spot in the summer quarter that was big enough to hold a small concert. He had been uncertain as to why, but now the pieces were starting to fall into place.

"Normally, we would have selected one of us to be the test subject, but it was decided if something needed adjusting, or if we needed to put a quick stop to it, we would all need to remain unaffected so we could focus." Shayna explained.

Smokey opened his mouth to speak again, then stopped himself. It wasn't that he couldn't find the words. He knew exactly what he wanted to say. Something had caught his attention, and that something happened to be down in the core of his being. He lowered his gaze to his trim, flat abdomen. It felt strange, as though his stomach was growling like he was hungry. He had just eaten lunch, so that couldn't be it. Then the curious sensation sharpened, like adjusting the focus on a telescope. He felt that odd sensation down lower from his actual stomach. Before he could voice his curiosity, the unremarkable tummy bulged outward.

A gasp escaped the blue drake as his stomach suddenly swelled. It was a relatively slow process, akin to blowing up a balloon using one's lips and lungs rather than a pump or a tank of compressed air. He gradually inflated outward, gaining size and weight, but only about the middle. Smokey brought both his paws to his belly as it grew, shivering as he found himself too stimulated to be cross in any way. Within minutes, it had come to a point where one could mistake the blue dragon for having swallowed a beach ball. He huffed and panted, groping over the dome.

"F-fuck..." the innkeeper stammered.

"That shouldn't have happened." Shayna said with a frown.

"W-what?" Smokey asked, "What's that supposed to mean? What did you witches do!?"

Ordinarily, he wouldn't have used the word 'witch' given that it could have a negative connotation attached to it, but it had been a term of endearment Celeste had used. The tigress had found it 'cute' as she put it, often referring to the most magically gifted ladies of the Inn as their 'coven'. Now, it came off as an affectionate diminutive, but he wasn't about to use it on a regular basis.

"We went ahead and connected The Promise to your predscape. We figured since you've recreated the grounds of the Inn back when it was still just a cute little tree house bed and breakfast, there would be plenty of metaphysical space. You shouldn't be manifesting anyone physically. They should be wandering the original forest around our old house with no physical form. I'll have to give the girls a call and tell them about the glitch." Shayna said.

"Glitch!? This is a glitch!?" Smokey cried in dismay.

He was still groping at his belly, moaning softly as he felt movement under his scales. Whoever it was, they were likely not awake, but they were certainly active. The fact that he couldn't figure out who was suddenly inside him bothered him a little. He didn't like the idea of some poor random guest just appearing in his belly. He had no way of knowing if they were consenting to the experiment.

"Yes, it's just a glitch. And before you get too carried away getting mad, we've taken precautions to make sure you don't get the full force of everyone passing through The Promise. We've got a controlled, experimental setup. We spent the morning developing an isolated instance of the enchantment so we can control the number and frequency of people going through it. Looks like Liz decided to jump into the experiment a little earlier than I expected," Shayna said, "If I had to guess, I'd say that's probably Aron in his smaller, cuter form. He calls it his 'twink' form I hear."

The blue dragon leaned forward as he cradled his gravid tummy. His breath was still uneven, but he was composing himself. At least the 'coven' hadn't gone off completely half-cocked. They had taken some precautions. They just hadn't bothered to run the whole thing by him until after they had set him up to catch whoever was coming.

"So... just... just the one... for now. Okay. I... I can live with that. Let's go talk to Liz and the others before they send anyone else in to join Aron." Smokey said.

"I'll get them on the line and tell them to hold off on going any further." Shayna said before reaching into one of the folds of her robes.

When her paw was removed, she was holding a smallish black rectangle, her mobile slate. She still felt strange using such a device, having a preference for older methods of communication, but she had to admit there was a certain efficiency and lack of theatricality to it that she could appreciate. She tapped the screen a few times to direct the device to open a channel of conversation with someone back in the laboratory where this had all started.

"Hey Shayna!" called out a short, pale gold dragoness.

"Hey Jia, we've got a bit of a glitch. Tell Liz she might want to hold off on continuing for a bit." the angelic lady said.

The small, bespectacled eastern dragoness tilted her head, letting her whiskers sway softly under her muzzle.

"A glitch? What kind of glitch?" Jiaying asked, then turned to look at something that wasn't the slate she held her own paw, "Liz, hold up. There's a glitch."

"What kind of glitch?" said the familiar voice of the cobra sorceress who was obviously just a short distance away.

"We're not getting the buffer effect like we wanted. It's doing the thing that happened with Lisa and Levi. Aron just showed up in Smokey's belly," Shayna explained, "That... was Aron... wasn't it?"

"Yeah. Liz has been itching to get her jaws around him for a while now. The experiment was a great excuse apparently," Jia said, then looked away again, "Don't eat anyone else, okay Liz? They're not staying in the predscape. Or maybe their minds are but they're not being hosted correctly. We need to work this out before you eat anyone else."

"Eat anyone else!?" Smokey cried, his legs shaking just ever so slightly from the rather surprising bundle he was now carrying, "How many people do you have lined up to participate in this little experiment of yours!?"

Shayna sighed and looked away from her screen to address her husband. She had started to feel bad for going behind his back like this now that it wasn't going according to plan.

"It's not like we picked a group of volunteers. You know how Liz can be. She's a bottomless pit, an unquenchable fire. Once she gets her motor running, she doesn't shut down for anything." the angelic lady said.

Smokey was about to respond, then he felt the same curious sensation as before. It was difficult to describe. It was definitely centered not in his physical form but in the magic housed within him. The only way he could think to articulate it was that his magical energy 'wobbled'. Then there was a sort of ka-woosh like jumping into a pool of water. Seconds later, his stomach suddenly started growing again. He cried out and leaned forward even further. Soon, his belly was twice as big as it had been with just Aron. He ran his paws over the rather large dome and tried to stand himself back upright. Already his shorts were beginning to grow tight, thanks to a rather specific response between his trembling legs. There was a second person in there with Aron now.

"Who the hell did she eat!?" Smokey cried.

Jia's exasperated sigh could be heard in spite of the blue's gasps for breath. She turned to look back at Shayna through the slate and frowned a little.

"I don't think Liz wants to stop. She heard what's happening and now she's got that look in her eyes. She just ate Jace and now she's looking for anyone else she can stuff down her throat. Apparently she wants to see just how much the boss can hold." Jia said.

"And if you try to stop her-"

"-She'll eat me too." the two dragon ladies said, one completing the other's sentence.

"Great," Shayna said, "I'll be up there in a bit. Maybe we can figure out what went wrong with the buffering concept. Or maybe I'll just eat Liz and she'll have to behave herself until we're done."

"And then she'll end up in Smokey's belly, where she'll just eat whoever's in there with her. It'll create a weird feedback loop." Jia said.

"Only if I digest her. I can hold her like she's in time out." Shayna said.

Smokey whimpered and waddled his way over to his angelic lover once he managed to straighten himself up. It was no small task. It had been quite a while since last he'd possessed a gut of any considerable size; days at least. It had been for his own good. Shayna had directed him to empty himself out completely of all passengers and eggs, taught him how to 'disable' his egg production, and locked him into his current, more masculine shape. That last one had been to help keep him from being tempted to explore and take advantage of the rather lovely feminine form he had stepped into during his recent trip to the city. The angelic dragoness was still a little jealous that she hadn't been the one to give her husband those curves. The fact that he seemed so fond of the 'MILF' shape tickled her to no end, so it was a curious mix of emotions.

"Look, I'm... I'm not mad... I'm not gonna lecture... I'm not gonna complain and grouse. Just... please... figure out how to stop this before I rip through my shorts." the blue drake said.

"I can't guarantee that, boss," Jia said, "Liz is 'on the hunt' now. Better get those shorts off while you still can. Last I heard, she was mumbling something about making a tweak or two in the spell work."

"Follow her. Keep me informed of where she is. I'm going to try and track her down and stop her." Shayna said.

"No!" Smokey cried as he reached out to take hold one of his wife's forearms in desperation, "You can't leave me like this, please. If I end up too much bigger, I'll be immobile. And if I can't move, someone's bound to come by and decide to take advantage of the situation. If that happens-"

"They might lock in whoever ends up in there. Right. Okay. I'll stay with you," Shayna said, then looked back to her slate, "You're going to have to stop Liz on your own. I know you're something of a bottomless pit too so... guess we get to see which noodle is best."

Jia giggled back at the angelic dragoness, finding the 'noodle' comment rather amusing.

"Noodle wars it is. I'll keep you updated." the golden lady said.

Smokey clenched his teeth and grunted as he felt his belly swell again, stretching larger and larger, sagging down past his knees without difficulty. The weight was beginning to be too much for him, and the gentle movement from the stirrings of now three in his womb definitely didn't help matters. Shayna could sense the sort of difficulty he was having, so she stepped in to help however she could. The angelic lady slipped around behind her husband and tucked her paws in under his belly. She urged him to lean back so she could accomplish her task. As he did as he was guided to, she found her way to the clasp and zipper of his shorts, unfastened everything, then began tugging the garment down. His boxers followed with similar troubles, though more related to how they were straining to hold back the blue dragon's arousal.

"Th-thanks... I... I needed that," Smokey said through his pants for breath, "Why does it... have to make me... so damn horny?"

"I know, honey. I'd probably be pretty needy myself if I were in your place," Shayna said, then looked back to her slate, "Who was that?"

"That was Elliot. Poor bun was on her way to the Roost, heavy with a clutch to lay," Jia explained, then frowned, "Oh shit... um... boss? You better brace yourself."

Smokey whimpered and looked over to the screen.

"What's... the problem?" he asked breathlessly.

"Liz just spotted the wonder twins. You got Sirius and Brian incoming." the gold dragoness said.

'The Wonder Twins' had been a somewhat inaccurate moniker applied to the two canids in lieu of something better. Given how often they were balled up together in someone, or one inside the other, the term 'inseparable' quickly became applied to the power couple. Often they liked to joke and pretend they were brothers, largely because they were just that perverted. The 'wonder' part came from an off-hand comment that had been made; that it was a wonder how either of them could have the energy to maintain such a love life.

The sounds of moaning and noisy, uncivilized eating could be heard over the slate. Liz was making a meal out of one of them while the other no doubt 'helped' shove them in. Smokey and Shayna already had a mental image of what was happening. Judging from the voice that was moaning, Sirius was probably humping Brian and pushing him right down Liz's throat. He'd be joining the fox in short order soon enough. Within minutes, the sounds came to an end, punctuated by a rather crass, rather wet belch. Liz had indeed eaten them both. Jia even turned her slate to share the sight with the other two dragons.

There the snake sat, massaging her enormous gut. She was proud of her 'catch', to say nothing of how much she was relishing how full she was. Within moments, her huge, wriggling gut started to shrink. The indistinct lumps and bulges smoothed out to a round dome as it diminished. Soon, Liz was flat-middled once again, licking her fingers as though she had gotten them messy.

Smokey's face fell as he realized what was about to happen. It wasn't the first time Sirius and Brian found themselves curled up in the blue dragon's womb. It was actually a not too uncommon occurrence. But to have them just suddenly 'sprout' there, that was going to be an overwhelming experience, especially since there were three already balled up in his gut. As he watched, expecting his magic to 'wobble' again, he frowned seeing the snake begin performing some sort of casting. She was modifying the spell work, just as Jia had suggested hearing Liz say in her musings. When she was finished, the glowing writing floating in the air before her vanished with a flash. That was when Smokey felt that tell-tale 'wobble', but now it was much lower.

The blue fellow winced and flexed all the muscles he could from the waist down. Instead of feeling someone arrive in his womb with the others, he felt them start to appear somewhere lower. Apparently, Liz had figured out how to relocate the boys to their favorite place, 'the ball room'. Smokey's scrotum began to distend and sag. It was still larger than it had been normally prior to his time as a lady and pregnant with Ivory. That additional mass was something Shayna had suggested might become permanent if he allowed himself to stay pregnant too often for too long. Now it was expanding further. What had been two orbs roughly the size of his fist each was rapidly growing large enough to house the two amorous canines.

A yowl filled the clearing, catching the attention of a few passers-by. Shayna didn't pay them any mind. Instead, she was focused on helping the blue dragon weather the storm she had inadvertently forced him into. Smokey's sac bulged larger and larger, growing active as the two passengers within began to squirm. Soon, the dragon was so heavily endowed that his scrotum was more expansive than his belly. That was quite a feat indeed, but then two taller-than-average boys made a bigger package than three smallish passengers.

"How are you doing, honey? Still okay?" Shayna asked, feeling silly for even asking.

"I... I can't... I can't breathe." Smokey puffed out.

"Are you in pain at all? Do I need to do anything to lessen the discomfort?" the lady asked, falling back quickly on her role as healer.

"No... no pain... just... god it's so much at once!" the blue drake cried, then leaned against his wife.

She caught a flicker of an expression on his face. He was fighting himself, trying to deny the reality that all of this was deeply gratifying. He didn't want to admit it to himself. She didn't want to pressure him to let go of that and just bask in it, but enabling the self-repression was an even worse idea in her opinion.

"If it feels good, then don't let me stop you from indulging. Would you like a little help with that?" Shayna asked.

For a moment, it looked like Smokey was about to turn on her. It wasn't to be an act of violence or anger, but more one of lust. It was exceedingly rare for him to turn aggressive and dominant, especially when it came to matters of sex, but those moments did happen. He looked like he was about to tell her to bend over so he could rut the living daylights out of her, or perhaps demand that she bend him over and do the same to him. Before he could speak, Jia chimed in.

"Oh shit, guys... it's about to get real. Liz just spotted Ivory and they're having a little chat," the dragoness on the other end said, "I'm gonna try to put a stop to this."

What followed was a garbled conversation that neither Smokey nor Shayna could understand. Mainly it was because the blue drake was far too stimulated. His voice simply would not be silenced. After a few moments of discussion, there came the noise of someone being swallowed, and the screen Shayna was holding went dark. Soon, Jia appeared again. Her surroundings were dimly lit by the slate she held close to her muzzle. She was unhappy, but more just cranky than actually filled with rage.

"Liz managed to swallow you, didn't she?" Shayna asked with a sigh.

"No," Jia said, "Ivory decided I would make a good late lunch for her. Liz helped. Probably gonna go dark here in a bit. You can bet Liz has designs to stuff herself with Ivory, and then I'll be part of the experiment right along with her. Sorry. I tried."

"Yeah, you tried. Thanks for that. Sorry you got caught in the middle of it." Shayna replied.

A number of muffled noises came through the slate, sounding similar to the gulps and swallows that had claimed Jia. The dragoness squeezed her eyes shut tight as she felt her world compress around her. She squeaked and complained as her confines closed in more tightly visibly on the screen. Liz had begun swallowing Ivory, just as had been predicted. The cobra loved making a meal of bigger people, and Ivory was too attractive a conquest to ignore. A deep, guttural belch sounded from somewhere far away and the screen finally went dark again. The connection had been cut.

The angelic lady looked to her husband with worry. She knew what was coming. It was going to be too much for him to handle on his own. There were options to help him cope, but she wasn't sure there was enough time. Nor was she sure he would be interested in pursuing them given the circumstances.

"Honey... you're about to get Ivory back inside you. I know that's going to be one hell of a jump in size. I think she was at full height when Liz ate her. You'll probably need to stretch yourself out to your normal size. If you want, I can bond with you, give you a boost in mass to help contend with it." Shayna said.

Smokey shook his head as he leaned against her, his eyes half lidded and glazed, his belly churning around his 'kids', his scrotum sloshing and wobbling about as Sirius and Brian engaged in all sorts of debauchery. He couldn't think entirely straight. He was settling into the drunken state of mind that came with being so occupied.

"Not... enough time... just... gonna hafta... ride it out." he said.

Shayna nodded, then stepped back the minute it began. Smokey's expression had given it away. He let his jaw hang completely agape and his eyes rolled back again. His gut surged outward, much more quickly than the last three times. Within seconds, his stomach was on the ground. It was so large it had forced his scrotum to push back between his legs and hang 'behind' him. Both of his arms reached out to hug his belly as far as he could reach, but it was much too large, and still growing. Shayna moved around behind him as he was forced to contain a nearly fifteen foot tall adult dragoness whose bust was practically legendary. A good two fifths of her mass was dedicated to her breasts. It was how she preferred to show off her magical prowess: grow her chest alongside her mystical powers.

The monstrous orb writhed as Ivory took full form inside the small blue's overtaxed womb. Somehow, he had not ripped open, nor had he complained of discomfort. Instead, he was beginning to lose his good sense. The blue drake giggled and mumbled incoherently before pressing his cheek against the huge dome. Shayna sighed and leaned in against him from behind, giving his cheek a nuzzle.

"I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean for it to turn out like this. I should have reined everyone in better." she said.

"I'mma daddy..." Smokey said, slurring his words.

That brought a gently amused chuckle from his wife.

"Yeah. You sure are. Feeling good?" she asked.

"Feeling really good." the blue dragon said, drawing out the word 'really' far too long to demonstrate just how gone he really was.

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. I just hope Liz stops now that she's feasted on her favorite oversized meal." Shayna said.

"I wonder if she's gonna eat everyone at the Inn," Smokey mused, genuinely curious from the sound of his lust-drunk voice, "I wonder if I can fit that many people in me. I mean... I'm the innkeeper, right? I gotta make sure everyone's got a room... even if it's me... right?"

The angelic lady sighed and gave her husband a kiss, pleased that he was taking the perceived screw up so well.

"Yeah, you're the innkeeper, and there's none better than you." she said.

"You wanna crawl in with yer sister?" Smokey slurred.

"Maybe in a bit. Let's make sure you're still okay by the time Liz finishes gorging herself." Shayna replied.

The blue fellow nodded and shivered as his belly began to expand further. He was going to end up filling the whole clearing if Liz didn't stop. Shayna had been smart to move him there, almost as though she knew this might happen. Such a thought didn't linger in Smokey's head too long. He was too busy trying to guess who Liz had sent to his womb this time, and if she would be sending anyone else to join Sirius and Brian down below. He also wondered if there was a limit. Would he be able to hold everyone in, or would there come a point where they would just start shooting out of him, both from his quivering womanhood and his throbbing spire.

He hoped not. He wanted to see how big he'd get.

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