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There was something about that typical thumping party music that always made Mahiri horny. Or maybe that was just a matter of going for far too long without getting off. She needed to bury her dick in someone, and a depraved, hedonistic Christmas party was the perfect place to look for such indulgence. She had to be careful, of course. Every year, the party just got wilder, and the guests more dangerous. A few people always disappeared, given there was an open invitation to all sorts of creatures, whether they were large, small, hungry, or delicious. But she didn't have to worry about that as long as she focused on the soft, fuckable ones. Scanning those bright green eyes all around the crowd, she spotted several tempting offers, swishing and swaying, sometimes even looking her way, but she knew who she wanted. She saw him leaning down over one of the snack tables, helping himself. Such an angle gave her the perfect look at that prized dragon butt all tucked up tight in a pair of bootyshorts. They hugged so tight that they truly left nothing to the imagination, including the impressive outline of two plump balls.

If not for that, Mahiri might have thought him a lady. He was short, soft, and plenty chubby, but that just made those girly curves stand out all the more. She kept her eyes on those broad hips, taking in that impressive shape. For how short he was, he might have been mistaken for a kobold by others, but she could tell. Small or not, he was a dragon. There was an aura of such dignity and power even in that shortstack form. And she wanted it. That pink and purple beauty with his hair all long and silky, and his big broad horns making for such an impressive crown might as well have been a queen, and Mahiri wanted nothing more than to get behind that ass and ream him senseless. It wasn't like it was out of the question at that party. There were plenty of people fucking off in the corners, barely being discrete about it. All she had to do was rumble her way over to where he was helping himself, and make her introduction.

"Hey there. You're a lovely girly thing, you know that?"

The dragon swung around with an elegant swish of his tail, looking up to lock eyes with the leopardess. She had over a foot on him, but he didn't let that temper his confidence. Planting his palms firmly on his hips, he swayed back and forth, shooting her a toothy grin, licking his lips.

"You're pretty cute too. Makes me wanna keep you all to myself."

Mahiri gave a soft laugh, licking her lips right back.

"Is that so? I see you're every bit as greedy as the bigger dragons. Do you have a name, or is that only for friends?"

"Sevara. You must be Mahiri. Heard about you."

"Good things, I hope."

"Mmhm. Mostly." He winked at her, then scanned his eyes down her form to take in the full extent of her juicy form, finally locking his gaze at the bulge pressing up under her skirt. "Didn't mention how big your dick was, though."

"Here's the thing," she said, adding a bit of a feisty rumble. "I'm in the middle of, I don't even know what it is. Heat, rut, breeding season. I need something soft and I need to bury myself deep inside. And you look like the perfect, pillowy partner to help satisfy these cravings ..."

Sevara gave a snort. "Yeah? I could go for that. I doubt anyone minds if we fuck in front of everyone."

They both had the same idea at the same time, reaching forward to take big double-handfuls of each other's bodies, groping up and down, squishing and squeezing at all the softest places. He was thicker than her for all the chub on his girly body, but she had plenty of padding herself. Two well-fed bodies made for some extra-juicy spots to grip, and he made sure to give her tits some attention while she played with the globe of his ass. They found themselves huffing, groaning, gasping as they fell more and more into that mutual admiration. It might have started out as a casual thing, but the both of them were getting more intensely horny by the moment, ensuring there was an injection of passion to their public hookup. Just a minute or two of playing with each other and Mahiri was already horny enough that she could hardly control her hips, lunging back and forth, smacking her bulge against that belly, humping him and grinding on him with the tightly-outlined shape of her big kitty cock.

"I bet you taste good," came Sevara's voice. He flashed a grin up at her, then gave a show of his tongue dancing along his lips and teeth alike.

"Wouldn't you like to know," she teased right back, nudging her bosom into his face, walking him back towards the nearby wall.

It wasn't even remotely private, and their motions had several pairs of eyes turning their way, if they weren't already distracted elsewhere. There was so much to see that nobody was going to complain in the slightest even when Mahiri reached down to hike up her skirt, giving Sevara a much better look at that fine bulge she carried around, straining against the thin fabric of those lacy undergarments. A little tug of the panties and she got her cock out, all smooth and sleek, pitch black and and yet shining so very brightly, reflecting the lights above. Sevara couldn't keep his lips off that for long. A wet lash of his tongue along his lips and he went down on her, barely having to bend down to reach. She grasped his horns and ran her fingers through his silky hair, tugging just a little while he slurped her up tight, kneading the tip of her dick between those plump dragon lips. A smooth wet slide down her inches and he was gulping on her cock in seconds, not letting the thickness of that feline meat slow him in the slightest.

Even in the midst of the music, the chatting, the shouting, and the occasional moaning, the sound of that cute dragon gleefully sucking on the leopard's cock still rang out all through the room. That sloppy squelching came along with a splatter of saliva flinging from Sevara's lips. He drooled for the taste of her, sucking his way down to press his nose into her crotch, letting her balls whap his chin while he aggressively pleasured her. She might have been the one standing tall, holding onto his head, but her legs were soon wobbling from the pleasure of that draconic blowjob, bringing out her yowls, her groans, even a few growls. Soon, she was thrusting just a little, lightly fucking his face. That didn't give him pause either. He guzzled down her precum and squished his fingers into the cheeks of her ass as he clutched her hips tight, keeping her right where she was. She wasn't getting away until she drained those nuts down his throat, and it wasn't going to take him long to get what he wanted with him schlurking on that dick like that. The bobbing, sliding, sucking pleasure drove Mahiri to a quivering peak all in the matter of minutes, leaving her showing her teeth as she plunged down that constricting gullet, letting that wet gulping massage the spunk right out of her balls.

"Nnnf, fuck, you're too ... you're good," she rumbled, letting out a small snarl as she hit her peak with those lips so eagerly wrapped around every single inch of her shaft.

Then she just jerked her hips forward, giving him a slap with her sack, tightening up, squirming, mrawling, moaning, and finally blowing her load right into his mouth. He was sucking down that fresh leopard spunk immediately, slurking it straight into his belly, not wasting a drop of that tasty treat. He didn't stop sucking, either, taking advantage of those sensitive moments to really make the kitty squirm, though a cat like her recharged all in a matter of seconds. She was panting, even drooling, letting a blissful look spill over her face while she devoted rope after rope of jizz to his throat, finally pulling back once he released the mighty grip of those talented lips. She had a few last shots to give, laying them over his girly features, streaking spunk across his cheeks, and getting it in those long locks of hair, letting it dribble down his chin and chest. He wore a great big grin on his face by the time she was done, leaving her catching her breath, wiping at her brow, giving her head a shake just to stay focused. Devious little creature he was. He certainly hadn't warned her about what he could do. She wondered what other kinds of surprises he was keeping for later.

"You're not gonna go soft now, are you? I wanna cum too," he urged, running a single finger along the underside of her shaft.

She was semi-firm for just a few seconds. Soon she was solid again, throbbing for him, ready to fuck all night if he wanted. The party could disperse and the lights could go out, but she could rut an ass like that until they both dropped. She got a better and better look at that juicy booty as the dragon whirled around, swishing his tail all about, bouncing that ass up and down with those swaying motions. There was no resisting. Grabbing his hips, she worked to get his shorts down around his thighs, squeezing his bare ass hard, leaning down over his shortstack form so she could project those horny rumbles directly into his head, rattling his skull with those resonant sounds. He'd given her such a surprise, taken control of things for a little while, and it was time for Mahiri to assert herself right back, show him what she could really do. Sevara didn't seem too intimidated, not yet at least. He just planted his palms against the wall and got himself steady, ready for anything she could throw at him. Not even that firm mating bite she applied to the side of his throat could make him squirm. His scales were plenty thick, keeping those sharp fangs from piercing through.

Her dick was wet after that sloppy suck, making for a slippery slide under his thick tail and between those juicy cheeks. Sinking deep into his rump, she pushed until she bottomed out with her balls snug against his own, pumping up against them, throbbing right with his. He was already hard from the start, but he pulsed right back, spurting some watery pre right up over his belly. Which was already rumbling. That drink of cum was just a start, just enough to get his appetite going, but for the moment, Mahiri was in control. She was soft and feminine but she had a firm touch and a fat dick, one that plunged sweetly up that fine femboy ass, making that pudge jiggle while she humped and rubbed his insides with every single inch she could give. That meant stretching him, getting him nice and comfy on his dick while she rubbed and groped his ass. That plush, pillowy butt was so very soft, so ample and round, so very fuckable that she couldn't help but lose herself between those cheeks, pumping back and forth, throwing her weight against his cushy form to pin him to the well.

"Nngh ... feisty cat ... go ahead, give it rough," he urged, wearing a lusty smile that she couldn't see from behind.

Mahiri just lashed her tail and gave another growl, biting harder, but still not bothering him. She held on tight with her teeth as she rutted up deep, spanking him with her hips, plapping him with her balls, milking the juices out of his dick with every stroke. He was making a great big mess, spurting watery streams onto the wall in front of him. That was going to leave a stain, but he didn't care. It wasn't his place, and he was far too lost in the ecstasy of taking a thick cat dick under his tail to worry about it. He reached down and grasped her hands, pressing them to his hips all the tighter, letting her fuck him so hard he found himself briefly leaving his feet, only to thump down on her shaft again and again. It was a frenzy, a steady, driving, back and forth pounding that thumped his whole jiggly form, sending ripples through his most ample assets. A fine cat fuck like that could wobble that fat dragon ass, and his belly too. The scent of their mating wafted through the room, blending with the aromas of their many other scenes of depravity going on all around them. But they were one of the wildest pairs of them all.

They weren't there to make love, to say the least. It was a rough, raunchy, and soon, sweaty public rut while they slapped their bodies together and pounded out all their near-anonymous desire until their bodies were near to the breaking point. Sevara's tongue flopped out, drooling on himself just a bit while he clamped down tight on Mahiri's dick, pushing his butt back against her hips, making sure she drove as deep as possible. Those deep-squeezing contractions served to milk her, served to drive her closer and closer to release. It didn't matter if she'd already given him a bellyful of seed to swallow. She had so much more to provide, more to pump up into his tight booty. Her balls were getting tighter, heavier, rounding out smooth and taut while she slammed them up against his body. He just kept grinding right back at her, smacking, spanking, thudding, making sure her every stroke was even rougher than the first. The sounds of balls going SMEK against his great big cheeks was finally drowned out by their collective moaning growls, projected right into each other's faces as Mahiri pressed her chin to Sevara's shoulder, turning his head towards hers, letting her see that orgasmic look on his face right as she pushed him over the edge with those driving pounds.

"Ahhh! Yeah, like that, right there, keep it ... nnnnf ..."

He nodded his approval as she rubbed right up on his button, pressing that pleasure point over and over until he was ready to bust. That left him clamping down on her, barely letting her thrust for those final moments, leaving her just to hump and thud his ass until she was yowling for him. Far from the impressive growl she'd given moments ago, but there was no holding back the feline noise when she was feeling that good. Her cock bulged with just how much cum was rushing through it, and Sevara erupted right at the very same moment. He painted the wall with thick shots of dragon cum while the cat filled him up with cream. His belly sloshed with that fat load, and he emptied every single drop he could possibly give, creating a canvass out of that poor wall, his body jolting up and jiggling with every single spasm of absolute bliss she fucked out of him. Jizz trickled down the back of his balls as it overflowed from his ass, the slow pullout creating a messy splurch that just made more of a mess, a hot splash hitting the floor between Sevara's feet, steaming as they panted against one another in near silence. There was nothing for either of them to do but to relax and let that glowing moment soothe them as they dripped together and remembered where they were.

"Hey kitty ..." came Sevara's voice once he'd mostly caught his breath. He was speaking in a lower tone, like he was saying some sort of secret meant only for her ears. "Come gimme a kiss ..."

She liked the sound of that, licking over her lips and bending down for a smooch without a second thought. The steady rumble of his gut didn't clue her in to what he was planning either, not in that dazed, blissful state that came after two intense orgasms in a row. She got closer and closer, feeling his breath washing extra hot over her face, enough to make her glisten with sweat after just a few puffs. Rather than meet her lips, he instead started to stretch those jaws open wide, giving her a good glimpse of his drooly maw, of those thick strands of dragon spit stretching and snapping off in her face, of that thick, outstretched tongue carpeting the tunnel before her. Yet she still didn't quite figure out what he was planning. There was no reason to assume such things. He was so much smaller than her, surely harmless, even with those teeth, and that girth. But he was still a dragon, and he hungered as such. He was stronger than he looked too, as she soon found out when he seized hold of her by the shoulders, clutching her tight, pulling her close so that his gaping maw could meet her muzzle. The elasticity of his jaws was truly impressive.

Even once it was happening, it was hard to believe. Mahiri knew well that danger was all around her at a party like that, but she assumed it mostly came in the form of the huge, obvious predators of the bunch. The hulking beasts, the giant snakes, all the usual suspects she might expect to see wherever eating people wasn't exactly frowned on. When she found herself gazing at the back of Sevara's gullet, suddenly his pudgy shape made a whole lot more sense. But she still couldn't convince herself she was really in any danger. Sure he could suck on her face all he liked, but that was as far as he was going to get, right? Such self-reassurance proved false when Sevara shoved her inwards, yanking on her arms to make her meet his gullet, constricting around the first few inches of her muzzle and refusing to let go. He was already starting to gulp her down before she could even gasp in surprise at what was happening to her.

It was such a humiliating thing, for a lovely, presumably deadly feline as her. That shortstacked dragon was going to get her? It was far too much to consider. Even as she found herself sliding along the surface of his tongue, her head fitting into his throat snugly, massaged from all sides by those drooly, slimy walls. They flexed around her features, squeezing her inwards, aggressively tugging until she was standing up on her toes, nearly leaving her feet from the pressure alone. Sevara took the opportunity to get grabby, to grope and pinch his prey wherever he wished, working down her sides and taking a double handful of her ass when he got down there. Gripping her ample backside just gave him a better angle to shove her down his throat, chomping and nibbling towards her shoulders, biting her here and there when he felt like it. Only then did she manage to get a good squirm going. She couldn't cry out to complain with her so tightly wrapped up beneath his scales, bulging out, clearly outlined as she stretched him, so she was just going to have to show her disapproval with some wriggling, some thrashing, even some kicking. No way she was just going to just stand there and let herself be a dragon's dinner, but none of it phased him or broke his concentration, leaving those steady swallows uninterrupted, constantly dragging her deeper into his blazing hot depths.

She was absolutely soaking in his saliva once he'd had a good wet suck on her head. Things just got sloppier once he started squishing her fat tits into his jaws. The leopardess was soft all over, but her breasts were especially ample, that plump bust filling out his cheeks while he lapped over them and slurped up between to swipe the perspiration from her cleavage. Every drop of flavour was his to take, drained from her body while she fed his appetite with every swallow. Kneading around her cushy, curvy form was only making him hungrier, making his belly grumble up a storm, the gurgles echoing all around her as she delved down deep towards his gut. Her shoulders were plenty slender, easily squeezed into a swallowable shape, forced down his gullet by those mighty gulps. Nothing was slowing him down. He was an eating machine, an unstoppable cat-consuming creature hellbent on sucking her down his throat and packing her into his fat little tummy, alive and whole, no matter how unpleasant that was going to be for her. Judging by the heavy rumbles and sloshes down below, she wasn't going to have fun in there, awaiting nothing more than a messy, acidic fate and a lifetime on those hips.

Just in case it wasn't already humiliating enough, the dragon added some breathy, muffled moans to the process of eating her, letting her know just how good it felt to have her body sliding down the slick tunnel that was his throat. Her breasts bulged out clearly, wrapped up so snugly in his scales that even the little poke of her nips could be seen there beneath the purple and the pink. It was all a process of squeezing a soft cat into a very tight embrace, but he carried on in earnest, showing off that draconic strength when he lifted her right off her paws, clutching her ass in both hands, squeezing hard while he shoved her between his teeth. Those same lips that had given her the sucking of a lifetime were hard at work gobbling her down, smoothing gliding along the gentle curve of her belly, squishing on the pudge she had there, the little bit of padding that would soon be his own. She wasn't skinny, but that just made her more satisfying to devour, a pleasure which he clearly expressed in the form of those deep, heaving moans that vibrated his squirming prey. By the sounds he was making, eating her felt every bit as good as having her fuck him first. An orgasmic, throbbing pleasure surged through him, keeping his dick hard the whole time, squished up against his fat little gut. She was almost inside.

There was still plenty of her left to swallow by the time she dipped down face-first into his roiling stomach. She found herself immediately acquainted with his acids, sputtering and shaking her head, but her arms weren't there to help protect her face. They were still trapped firmly to her sides, pinned there by the power of his peristalsis, working down with every kneading gulp that squished down on her tits and belly. Soon he had her dick cradled in the middle of his tongue, letting it glide along the surface and really grinding her flavour into his senses. He'd been ravenous and steady right up until then. That was the perfect moment to take a little pause to gather himself and savour her, slathering her up with some firm flicks of his tongue. Slurping back and forth, she batted her cock from side to side, pressing it to the inside of one cheek and the other, simply ensuring he tasted as much of her as he could before tucking her away. His gut was starting to sag, stretching to stretch and around out with the tasty, writhing cat fighting so hopelessly against the embarrassing ingestion. Yet for as big as she was compared to a seemingly unassuming shortstack like him, he was still more powerful, especially when he had her shoved halfway down his throat. All that was left was to finish her off.

He spent several minutes there, just framing her hips and ass alike between his fangs, grinning around her backside as if to show off to the surrounding crowd. A few people were watching out of fascination or idle curiosity alike, but no one moved to interrupt. Even the towering predators seemed to accept that she was his. He made a show of tossing her paws into the air, sending them flailing with the help of a sharp whip of his head, sudden enough to send a little pop down her spine. Seemed his feasting on her came with a little complimentary chiropractic work. From there it was a matter of smoothing slurping her down, and he made sure to really exaggerate those juicy sounds, pursing his lips up tight around her thighs while her still-firm shaft slid into his throat, bulging out beneath those shiny scales. She got stimulated all the way down, accompanied by the excessive schlurking sound, saliva flinging out in all directions. He was really drooling for her by then, getting his last taste, finishing her off without any particularly visible effort. She didn't have much fight left in her, at least not up top. All her efforts were devoted to pushing at the inside of his belly, keeping her pretty face from touching the bottom of his stomach, where those sinisterly sizzling acids awaited her.

One more big swallow was all it took to polish her off. He reached up to shove at her feet, pushing those paws straight down his open throat, letting her slide into the slobbery embrace that awaited her. A few nibbles on her toes and a slurp along her soles was the last tease before he packed her away behind his pudge, leaving him rounded out to the point he was teetering on his short legs from all that cat weighing him down from the inside. He tried to use his tail for balance, but it was no good. Nothing could keep him up after a massively satisfying meal like that. Toppling over, he fell on his butt, jostling his prey all around in his gut while the last of her got sucked down deep. She was all curled up in the crushing embrace of impending digestion, getting squeezed on from every angle, every side. Nothing was safe deep down there in a dragon's digestives. She couldn't protect any of those precious spots, or her more sensitive places from the sloshing, simmering juices that threatened to destroy her given enough time.

Of course, after a triumph like that, Sevara had to celebrate. He did so by smacking the shape of the leopard in his belly a few times, spanking the outline of her ass with his open palm, helping to churn up the pressure and activity that had those fluids bubbling hotly all around her. It was already cramped enough in there, but it grew skintight around her curves when the dragon churned up a big fat belch of victory over the foolish feline, letting that belligerent BRALLLP ring out all through the party, his mouth open wide to project that sound as if it were a roar. From there, it was a matter of drooling and panting, catching his breath after such an exertion. He refused to leave her alone, playing with her, groping her, toying with her trapped body. Such a juicy kitty was perfect for squeezing, and it made her squirm in the best of ways. It was all giving him a boner. More of one, anyway. He was turned on all throughout the process of swallowing her, but feeling her wriggling so desperately, knowing there was nothing she could do to escape his hunger, that was making him throb and spurt. Thin streams of prespunk splashed across his gut while he belched up a few more clumps of sloppy leopard fur and hair as if she'd given him a hairball.

"Ahhhh! Mmnf, oh yes! Gooooood kitty," he teased, smacking at that bulge of feline prey. "I hope you're nice and comfy deep down in my dragon belly, because I'm not letting you go! Just like all the others. I see a pretty lady with fat tits and I just have to keep her all to myself. You're going to be part of the horde I've built on my gut and thighs, mmf!"

As if summoned by his taunting, his digestives got a whole lot more active right in that moment, sloshing up viciously while those stomach walls clamped down on her hard enough to squeeze some of the air out of her lungs and test the integrity of her ribs. It was already getting unpleasant in there for her. The air was burning her throat with every breath, her chest aching, her skin tingling and itching as those acids went to work, burning through her fur, ruining her spotty pelt to start churning through her skin beneath. His juices were incredibly caustic, doing the kind of work that other creatures might have taken hours to accomplish. A dragon's stomach was a deadly place to be, and she wasn't going to last long in there. The damage had already been done, and it was getting more and more irreversible with every single sloppy, simmering churn, compressing her tightly and softening her up while he melted and assimilated her womanly form.

"How's it feeling in there, pretty kitty? Won't be long before I start melting through all those lovely layers!" He gave a cruel giggle as he slapped around that wiggling bulge, making sure she couldn't get a moment of respite between powerful churns. "I hope you like being part of my body. Bet you're mostly gonna go to my butt! Next person who fucks me will really get that added catfat jiggling."

Even amidst the misery of being digested alive, there was that added blush to hear that teasing. His words were clear enough even filtered through all the gurgling. There was nothing she could do but let herself be subject to the humiliation of being eaten by such a seemingly unassuming predator. She was still marvelling at the fact that he'd somehow fit her inside without hurting himself. He was a stretchy dragon. Most were, but it was still astounding to see it in action. Plenty of partygoers were ogling him by then. Was there really a cat standing there just moments ago? And his belly was already starting to shrink, too. Though that was mostly for all the pressure clamping down on Mahiri, dunking her into those digestive juices, keeping her immersed in the tingling acids that would be her undoing. He kneaded into her until he felt her starting to soften, squishing into her more malleable curves, knowing she was getting closer and closer to being his. All the squeezing was enough to churn up another explosive belch, one that erupted up his throat to project the scent of slightly-digested leopard through the room.

"Urrrrrrrrp! Ahhh ..." came his satisfied sigh once he'd let out all that pressure. "Shame I couldn't have tasted you for longer, but you were such a squirmer. I had to get you down. You were a tasty cat, that's for sure. I'm gonna enjoy belching up that flavour for a while even when I'm done with you."

Things were getting faster, more aggressive, rocking, churning, crunching inwards with some forceful glut glut glut sounds echoing around the melting feline. Then there came the crackle of those bones as she got crushed by the sheer power of the dragon's digestive process. He was crushing the life out of her, slowly snuffing her deep down in his gut, but she wasn't giving up just yet. For some reason. There was nothing awaiting her but for the inevitable sloshing demise she was working towards. He massaged deeply into her form, helping her settle down in there, falling apart churn by churn. The details were something he didn't really think about. It was surely messy, gruesome even, and probably didn't feel great for her, but that wasn't his problem. Eventually, he could feel her weakening, feeling those squirms becoming something much more like violent twitching as her body failed bit by bit. That was his cue to reach down and wrap his fingers around his dick and start stroking off to the selfish pleasure of feeling his belly defeat someone. Her efforts were valiant and all, but who was she kidding?

It got even worse once his draconic side manifested. Soon it wasn't just a tingle, but a steady, harsh burn as the heat in there went beyond sweltering. He was cooking her like a trussed up roast, scorching her in there with a terrible sizzling sound. Smoke rose from his open jaws, and his nostrils too while he worked on making her tender and juicy, the thermodynamics of his body going wild thanks to all the energy he was getting from digesting her. It was all for naught really. She was going to end the same way regardless of how tasty she was in there, but for a short while, she was putting out a frightfully appetizing scent as he fried her up in his blazing gut, belching some delicious cooking aromas while he stroked her form. It was probably terribly painful for her, but there was nothing she could really do to express it anymore, aside from give a constant, useless thrash and wiggle, pressing out against the hot and slimy walls of her deadly prison, keeping that stretched dragon jiggling with the force of her desperation.

"Nnnf ... go on. Keep squirming like that, yessss. Feels so good taking you over, fuck ... you thought you were so deadly, so untouchable, but you're just cat meat really ..." he teased, grinning broadly when he wasn't just gritting his teeth in a pleasured snarl. Sevara closed his eyes, leaned back against the wall, and just set to madly stroking himself for those final moments, building himself up to a stroking, soaking peak in anticipation of finishing her off with his noisy gut. "Almost there, one last good wiggle for me before you fade, come on ..."

Whether she wanted to or not, she had no choice but to give in to his demands. What remained of her set into some wild spasms, her muscles dying with each churn, giving off their swan song with one last big twitch. Jerking about in there was just the sort of thing he needed to really fuel that fap. He was frantic in his stroking, keeping one hand firmly planted on his belly to feel her last moments while the other worked to wildly tug his dick, squeezing out enough precum with every throb that it was already shooting up into the air. His expression got all scrunched up as he grunted and whined his way to climax right in the middle of that party. One more good jolt of her body and then there came that sigh of submission once there wasn't enough left of her to struggle any longer. For him it was pure bliss, feeling her slump down there in his digestives, sinking to the bottom of his belly and twitching her last as the life faded from her half-melted body. She was all his. Every last spot, every curve, every pound of meat, all his to add to his pudge as his prized trophy weight. And it was that thought, running through his head again and again as she bubbled away in his fat gut that finally sent him over the edge.

"Nngh! Fuck! Good cat, gooooood ..." he cried out, not caring who was watching.

His balls flexed taut, bouncing with every throb of pleasure, his taint flexing and his tail twitch, and finally there came that explosion of dragon cum. The first shot hit him right in the face, while the next blew past his cheek to splatter on the wall. After that, it was a matter of hosing himself down from scalp to balls, soaking in his own spunk as he let it all out at once, blasting that hot mess from his bulging shaft, pumping with a tight grip just to make absolutely sure he milked those overfilled nuts dry. They were extra juicy thanks to that leopardess absorbing up into his body. She provided plenty of nutrients, much of which would end up as fat on his body, but some of that protein helped him make his nuts extra plump and fire off thicker ropes of spunk than ever. He could feel her absorbing into his system with every second that went by. From his gut to his intestines, she got worked down through his digestive tract, claimed and taken for his own every step of the way. Every step of it was ecstasy, even once he finally stopped cumming.

There was dragon jizz clinging to the ceiling by the time he was done. It slowly dripped down from his everything while he panted hot steam and some last remnants of that thick dark smoke. There was nothing left to cook but for her bones by then. She was less than soup, more like broth, while the real meat passed through his body and became a part of him. He could already feel that indulgence having its lasting effect. His hips were padding with the extra weight, his ass was stretching, his thighs were filling out. His belly might have been shrinking down, the bulges vanishing, but it wasn't going to be the same size anymore. He was fatter, softer, thicker all around thanks to that digesting leopard, basking in the pleasure of making her completely his. Just like so many pretty girls before her. Whenever he saw a busty, juicy lady like her, all shapely and soft all over, he simply had to keep them. That Mahiri happened to have a nice cock to fuck him with first just meant she was even more satisfying of a meal.

It occurred to him that, sitting there like that, barely able to move, utterly spent and still catching his breath, might have been a good time for a particularly opportunistic predator to swoop in and take a taste of him. Nobody bothered. Maybe they were so shocked by the sudden disappearance of the leopard that they didn't dare. She'd been a prime, plump specimen only minutes ago, and then she was gone. Not just swallowed, but processed too, taken down deep into that deadly gut and melted in minutes when other predators might have taken hours or even days to work over that much meat. It was like a magic trick. Sure, he was plenty fatter, but where had she even gone? The truth was, she hadn't exactly vanished. She'd just taken on a new form, still weighing the dragon down inside once he'd claimed a dozen pounds or two of extra fat. As much as he wanted to just sit there and relax all night, the deep rumble at the very bottom of his fattened belly told him it was time to get up. If there was a lineup for the bathroom they were just going to have to get out of his way.

Moving his prey-fattened body wasn't exactly easy. She'd added so very much to his body, but it all went to just the right place. Whether that was packing onto his hips, thickening his thighs, adding heft to his gut and squishy chest, or of course rounding out his ass to a perfectly plump, even fatter shape, she made him even juicier and more fuckable than ever. He hauled himself along, feeling those gurgles growing more frequent, that dull sense of pressure beneath the base of his tail starting to rise. It wasn't urgent, but it was time. He waddled slightly thanks to all the extra weight, grinning at anyone who twice at the plump, naked, cum-drenched shortstack dragon swishing his way through the crowd. A sigh of relief came over him when he saw the bathroom open and unoccupied. He pushed past a few people in his way, bobbing and weaving through the crowd, and just stomped his way right in there, throwing the door closed behind him. Time to let the leopard out.

"Hmmf. You're so impatient, kitty," he teased as he hopped up on the seat. It was high enough that his feet didn't touch the floor. "

He was speaking to no one in particular. It was just for his own satisfaction, more than anything. He got such pleasure out of humiliating the pretty ones, ruining them and turning them into nothing more than a huge, pipe-clogging dragon dump. And it felt pretty damn good too, he had to admit. Raising his thick tail high, he wiggled into place, made sure he was comfy, and then started pushing. That well-fucked hole stretched wide to make way for the huge load of shit he'd turned her into. There was nothing left of her but for those ruined scraps, those little clumps of filthy fur, or those long strands of hair with the dye all run out of them, stained by the shit they were embedded in. There were bones too, little fragments and powdered bits packed into those huge chunks of waste that splashed down into the water below, tickling him on the way out, making him snort and huff. It was all so smooth, so comfortable. She didn't give him any trouble on the way down, and it was the same story on the way out. He had nothing to do but to sit and relieve himself with a huge, satisfying dump, no matter how long it took to get all that digested cat out of him.

One early flush was always a good idea, but the mess swirling down into the pipes was swiftly replaced by more and more. He was putting out pounds of former leopard, squeezing that mess from his fat ass, the same one that had so enticed her over in the first place. Now and then he made a slight whimper as a particular fat piece took some extra pushing, grunting and then letting it thud and splash down below with the rest of the steaming mess. Other times, it was more of a moan, when those softened bits of ruined bone stroked him just right, stimulating him all throughout that filthy finale. No one was watching. It wasn't like anyone could judge him for enjoying that vile act. That it wasn't just a regular meal, but a pretty girl who'd fucked him hard not long ago just made the relief wash over him all the more sweetly, until he was sighing and getting to the last of it, putting out slightly chalky logs as her powdered skeleton made his shit extra solid. He was almost done when he hit that snag, finding himself unable to get the very last of her out until he really started straining.

"Mmmf, damn, Mahiri. One last struggle? I hope this is your skull ... I wanna see it swirl down the drain ..."

Soon he got his wish when his forceful efforts managed to crunch up that mostly-intact skull, cracking her bare cranium so it could fit through his slightly numb hole. It clattered down to the pile, jawless and hollow but for all the shit packed inside. Her empty eyeholes overflowed with dragon waste, the bare bone bleached by digestion and then stained dark by the passage through his system. It was far too filthy to serve as a trophy. Instead, he just just threw a bunch of paper on top of it once he was all done, hopping up from the bowl to hit the handle and send the water flowing. Her skull went spinning all around, over and over, hitting the bottom but refusing to go down no matter how much water poured atop it. He grumbled and flushed again once the water was ready, and finally that bit of softened bone cracked from the pressure, breaking into two pieces and getting sucked down the pipes right along with all the other dragon shit. He grinned at the sight, knowing she was really, truly gone at last. But for all the weight, of course.

With the bathroom all to himself, it was a good time to wash up and then really admire all she'd given him. All he'd taken from her, that is. He found a spot in front of the mirror and struck a few poses, planting his hands on his hips, swishing side to side, watching the extra fat jiggle up and down with the slightest movement. He'd gained so much pudge in such a short time that it impressed even himself, and he was even more pleased when he whirled around and got a good look at that booty. He was already so perfectly bottom-heavy, so round and soft, and somehow she'd thickened up his ass without making it sag in the slightest. Those cheeks were plump and taut and ever so fat. With a wiggle of his tail, he gave it a few twerks as he watched himself over his shoulder, making himself break into a truly wicked grin. All that was left was to turn to the door and strut his way right back to the party, heavier, juicier, and so very satisfied. He couldn't help but murmur to himself on the way out.

"Well, spottycat, guess you learned your lesson. Or something. God, you felt good, every step of the way. Fuck, gulp, gurgle, and dump ... I'm gonna be thinking about that one for a long time. Hope you like being my ass, because that's where you're staying, for good too!"

A little self-spank and he was off, not bothering to look back. She was long gone, eaten, absorbed, and flushed away, and she never would have expected it to end like that. Turned out, a dragon was still a dragon, no matter how cute and compact they might have looked.