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Counting down in his mind, Kobalt swallowed again, getting his jaws over the base of the dragon boss' wings. The glowing letters in midair above his prey abruptly changed from 'PRONE' to 'BOUND'. The stag exhaled in relief. He had gotten to that point before his window ended and could afford to take his time with the rest of the meal.

As it was, the weakly squirming dragon was a bit over a third of the way through the player's jaws. Since he was bound, the boss was unable to do anything but squirm uselessly. The game's programming obviously meant for players to take advantage of this to do extra damage and finish the fight, but that was not Kobalt's plan.

The blue deer's body was already greatly stretched out from what parts of the dragon he had consumed, but he had no intentions on stopping until he had gotten the whole beast down his throat. Reaching the halfway point, Kobalt could no longer rest his boots on the floor on either side of the mass of his distended belly. From there on it became more an issue of dragging himself over the beast and less about swallowing it inward.

Taking about as much time as the entire fight leading up to starting to eat the boss, Kobalt hummed to himself out his nose as he conquered haunches, bound hind legs to tail, swallowed over mighty hind claws, and was left with just the long caudal appendage itself to slurp down. The cervine tilted his head up, amusing himself with how he made the tail flop about with his movements as he swallowed foot after foot.

When he finally got the spade at the tip to sink past his jaws, the deer swallowed firmly, now laying on top of the bundle of dragon in his belly. It was only then, when the boss' form had been fully encompassed by stomach that the game started to register digestion. Kobalt groaned softly, his belly making loud gurgling sounds while the health bar of the great drake started to drain rapidly. "Man... even an NPC boss will hit the spot if it's big enough..."

The belly shuddered as the HP bar hit zero. The battle music that had been thundering along faded away in exchange for a victory jingle. A new bar appeared over the bloated out mass of deer, this one labeled 'Digestion Process'.

Kobalt groaned as the bar started to move and his stomach began to visibly contract and soften the shape of the defeated boss. In a series of powerful clenches and contractions, the progress bar surged forward. Gradually the deer was able to get his boots back to the stone floor. He shifted his feet as the stomach continued to shrink, working to get them under the center of gravity before he ended up laying directly on the floor.

The blue stag was successful, grunting as he hefted his sloshing mass of gut with his arms and stood upright. The bar was nearly full as it contracted again, and yet again. The bar let out a ding as Kobalt's stomach settled into a manageable pot-belly in his arms. The tension in his stomach continued however, pressing to his chest.

Kobalt struck his solar plexus with a fist and opened his mouth. On a wave of an immense belch, a particle effect cloud of undigested scales gushed forth, along with the pieces of an unique armor set, all appearing to be made from dragon hide. "Well, that's one way to get a drop." Slapping his gut, the stag walked over and picked up the set, instantly dropping it into his inventory. He closed his eyes and curiously equipped it.

When he opened his eyes again, he was standing in the dragon-hide armor, showing no sign of the saliva or stomach juices it had been coated with when he picked it up. The cut of the breastplate framed the top of his belly well, and when Kobalt looked down at the white fur of his gut, a dragon pattern had appeared there as part of the cosmetic effect of the whole set.

The stag chuckled, slapping his gut and watching it wobble, before he clomped his way up the mound of set dressing treasure to the actual chest in the chamber. He reached down, flitting his tail at the way his plump belly squished into his thighs through his new dragon hide leggings. Grasping the edge of the chest's lid, he lifted up firmly with both arms.

A glowing item indicator was inside, with no other texture. He reached to grasp the item and put it in his inventory. Kobalt winced as an alert sound resonated in the chamber. His vision was filled with an error message.

The stag read over it and groaned. "Really? They haven't implemented the loot from this boss yet? Why was it accessible?" Kobalt rubbed his gut, pouting. "I'm gonna have to do this whole raid all over again after the patch...."