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*Click.*

*Clack.*

*sigh...*

Those were the noises Otter made as they tapped and clacked away on their keyboard; just like they had done the day before, and the day before that, and the day before that...they were stuck in a bit of a boring rut of work, to put it lightly. The days were starting to blend together in a boring, uniform mishmash of monotony. The otter longed for some sort of getaway, but the weekend was still three days away...

"Hope you weren't doing anything important!"

In the middle of it all, a booming, yet familiar voice suddenly surrounded Otter, before their eyes started to fill with colorful, dancing patterns as they were pulled away from their desk and office into a flood of technicolor whimsy! The otter's eyes were instantly overwhelmed by this sensory overload, Otter having to close their eyes to not feel like they were going to pass out. That didn't save them from the lavish orchestra that started to play in their mind, though, the sound of drums so loud in their ears that Otter thought it was literally their eardrums being played. Violins, an entire horn section, it all burst out of nowhere, a cacophony of noise that stacked on top of the feeling of the world swirling around Otter!

...and then, as quickly as it exploded into existence, it disappeared. Otter was left floating in a strange sort of void for a few moments, until they finally found the strength to open their eyes again...although, it didn't help that much, honestly. Otter found themselves sitting in a dark room, the feeling of a chair supporting their lower body and their arms resting out in front of them on what had to be some kind of table. The only other thing that they could sense was a looming, shadowy figure sitting across from them; normally, something scary to see in a place like this, but Otter already had figured out what happened to them. That voice: familiar, goofy, with a bit of a lisp to it as well...oh boy.

"Ugh. Marzipan, could you pull me back in like, an hour? I need to finish up something." Otter replied with an annoyed tone. Of course this had to happen *NOW*. Marzipan was a deity of decadence, an incredibly powerful figure that could easily take over the world were they not bound to a plane where they had all the powers they wanted...except the power to leave. Any mortals that ate the fruit of a specific tree would end up being tied to Marzipan, pulled into that dimensions at Marzipan's will...of course, that tree happened to be in the middle of a forest that Otter had gotten themselves lost in once, and its fruit was the only food around. It had honestly been so long since Otter was pulled into this dimension, that they nearly forgot about Marzipan's existence...and being forgotten was one thing that the deity could not stand.

"Oh? But there is nothing more important than being here with me, silly~" Marzipan replied from across the table, before Otter heard a snap; almost instantaneously, the room became lit, allowing them to see exactly what was spread out on the table in front of them. Marzipan was a chubby purplish dragon with a light pink underbelly, two pairs of thick, stubby arms, and plenty of gold rings adorning his wrists, horns, and ankles, but Otter was already very well...acquainted with Marzipan's body and looks. What they weren't as acquainted with was what was out on the table. Sheets of paper, books, dice, pencils, some sort of strange map spread out in the center and a small, tri fold board stood up in front of Marzipan...there was really only one thing that a setup like this could mean!

"...Dungeons and Dragons?" Otter asked, a bit of curiosity in their voice as they got up from the chair and started to look over what Marzipan had prepared for the two of them. "You know how to play this?" they continued to ask, Marzipan just sort of sitting there with an eyebrow raised as Otter grabbed one of the guide books sitting off to the side. "V1? God, I don't even think I was alive when this came out..."

Marzipan scoffed at the implication that he wouldn't know how to play the game before quickly repudiating it. "Why, of course I know how to play! I'm only the greatest, most hip DM in all of the land, my friend..." he replied, picking up one of the books Otter had looked at and flipping through all the pages in a fraction of a second with a ghostly, pink hand he conjured up!

"Even so, I mean. They're up to, like, version 5 by now. Can I bring stuff into this dimension? I could just go back and get some of my books..." Otter started to ask, before they were cut off a bit by a slightly-annoyed Marzipan. "No, no, no, no, that won't be necessary. In fact, I think I've got Version 6 right here - mmm, would you like to try that? Just give me a moment..."

The dragon reached out one arm and snapped his fingers, and at that exact moment, Otter was engulfed in a powerful light. It burned into their retinas like snow blindness, leaving the otter with tightly shut eyes and a bit of a headache for a few moments until the bright overlay gradually faded and Otter was able to open their eyes once more...

And, well, they were still sitting at a table. But that was pretty much the only thing that was the same about their surroundings. Instead of a dimly lit, nearly completely-empty and featureless room, Otter was now sitting in some sort of tavern, off in the corner mostly by themselves. They could see all manner and shapes of characters passing through and sitting at the bar, dwarven, human, lizardfolk...creatures that had only really ever existed on paper for the otter! And then, they looked down. No longer were they wearing those swimming goggles and blue shorts that made up the entirety of their only outfit. Instead, they were dressed in a long, dark cloak, buckles and belt loops adorning their arms, legs, and chest. Just from the way, Otter could feel all the sharp, dangerous weapons hidden in and around that cloak, tools of larceny and burglary...oh gods! They were a thief! They really were a thief right now, and they really were in a game of Dungeons and Dragons...how did Marzipan even know that they usually played a thief?

"Woah..." was all that Otter could say at first, their padded paws exploring every inch of the new duds they were wearing with excitement. "Wow! Holy crap, Marzipan, this is really, really cool! You-you've got all the species, the different classes, even the fine details of my weapons..." Otter started to say, before a question came to the forefront of their mind...where exactly WAS Marzipan right now? Was he in this world too? Or was he going to control everything from the table?

Otter looked around the bar for a moment, trying to spot anyone that could be Marzipan in hiding; but none of them really seemed to match the dragon's pear-like body shape and flamboyant color. They were so focused on the blobby crowd that they didn't even notice a similarly-hooded stranger walking up from right behind them...at least, until they tapped Otter on the shoulder, nearly causing them to jump straight up into the ceiling! Otter whirled around immediately afterwards, readying themselves for a fight before they saw Marzipan's familiar pink snout poking out from underneath the cloak. "Oh...phew...Jesus, Marzipan, don't scare me like that!" Otter requested, Marzipan snickering under his breath a bit as he popped a chair into existence to sit down next to Otter with.

"Apologies, but I'm pretty sure I'm inscribed on some walls somewhere in this world. Can't throw the mortals into a big tizzy, you know? Anyway. Welcome to Marzia, my thieving little friend...mmm, what should you call yourself? Or is Otter fine? Either way...your goal in this campaign, should you choose to accept it, is to slay the evil dragon nested beyond the Boggy Swamplands, the Crag Mountains, The terrifying, never ending Labyrinth..."

"Is it going to be you?" Otter interjected, earning a scowl from Marzipan before the dragon continued. "But first, you're going to have to get out of this bar and into the town without looking like a crazy person talking to no one."

Otter looked over to the bar once more, surveying their surroundings and trying to see if anyone else was looking at the two of them right now. "What do you mean, you're right h-" they started to say as they turned back to Marzipan, only to cut themselves off when the chair that Marzipan had been occupying was now completely empty! "...oh."

"Ooh-hoo-hooh, this is going to be ever-so-much fun~" Marzipan said to himself as he popped back into the small, dimly-lit room he had met Otter in first; this time, though, the smattering of paper and pencils and guide books was replaced with a swirling, pink portal that allowed the dragon to keep a bird's-eye view on Otter as they wandered about inside of the game Marz had created! Of course, Marzipan could pop in to alter things or to show up as any creature he wanted to! And, normally, he would be zipping around down the ground floor, doing all sorts of things to Otter...but he had something new to play with; the only other thing still sitting on the table besides the portal. A miniature Otter figurine, frozen in a peace sign pose!

Marzipan reached for the minifigure while keeping an eye on the actual otter inside of his portal, reclining back in the chair and sort of lazily admiring his handiwork. "Not bad...some of the detail is a little bit off, but the first go-around is always a little bit rough." the dragon said to himself, snapping into existence a much larger fluorescent light so that he could examine the minifig a bit closer. "Now, time to have some real fun..."

The dragon held Otter's minifig in the palm of his hand for a moment, looking down at the portal while opening his mouth up and huffing out some warm breath onto the minifigure! Almost immediately, he noticed Otter starting to sweat a little bit from the heat; even complaining about it a bit! "Oh? Getting hot up there, isn't it? Sun peeking out through the clouds? Or, heh, perhaps there's a bit of a warm breeze coming your way~" Marzipan spoke, his voice coming to Otter as if straight out of the clouds, booming and surrounding them as they tried their best to find some shade on the trail they were walking!

Otter looked up at a cluster of those clouds, the otter having to put one of their hands up as a visor to shield their eyes from the sun as they responded. "Uhhh...yeah, it's like, really hot. And I'm wearing all black clothes. Can you turn down the thermostat or...whatever you're using?" they asked, already starting to discard one of the cloaks they were wearing; it wasn't like they had to be that sneaky right now, considering there was nobody else around on the trail they were walking down!

"Well, I just thought that with the places you're going, you might want to get used to a little bit of, heh, heat. Speaking of which, I think things are looking a little bit swampy up ahead..."

Otter was already disputing what Marzipan said with a quick look to the sunny skies and flat, featureless terrain ahead of them, but the dragon had already checked out at this point, having pulled himself out of the cloud and out of the portal and back into the DM room. "Oh, just give me a quick second and you'll see..." he said to himself, gripping that minifigure in one hand while he started to lift up one of his legs. "Mmh, I do hope they'll feel as much of this as I will..."

With that, Marzipan casually reached under his rear and dropped the otter minifigure right in the center of his seat, letting his fat, pink asscheek just plop right down on top of it and push the figure right towards his black pucker! The deity of decadence had no need for clothing, and he planned to take advantage of that in every way possible, and send that Otter minifigure on a tour of his fabulous, buxom body while Otter went on a tour of Marzia in their game!

As soon as Marzipan laid his decadent rear down on the figure, black flesh twitching and clenching against the cold plastic and smothering it in musky softness, Otter noticed the terrain ahead of them morphing right in front of their eyes! Thick-trunked trees covered in vines rose right out of the featureless fields, the ground becoming muddy and damp as all the dips and divots in the ground were suddenly filled up by thick, dark water, dotted with lily pads and mossy rocks and no doubt plenty of wildlife that Otter might have to sneak around or dispatch! The heat in the air instantly ratcheted up as well, joined with a discomforting wave of humidity that frankly bowled Otter over for a moment with its sudden intensity! If only Otter knew the much more intense situation their minifig was in right now to cause all of this...

"Oh! Things getting a bit, hmf, swampy down there? My oh my, how unfortunate. And the trail goes right through it, as well, no way around, hmm...good thing you're a thief, right? Let's see what those extra dexterity points can do..." Marzipan spoke, trying to hold back a case of the giggles as he pressed his rear down even harder onto that figurine, feeling the head starting to slip into his clenched tailhole...ooh, still so cold! He couldn't lose his little toy so quickly, though...there was so much more fun to be had! Especially now that the dragon had a bit more time to cook up what Otter's next obstacle would be as they waded through the thickening swamp. The ground beneath the otter's feet was starting to become quite unstable, and they silently thanked Marzipan for giving them a pair of pretty sturdy boots as they continued to make their way through the swamp...

Every time Marzipan's pucker would errantly twitch or clench and pull on the minifig that was smothered underneath him, Otter would end up stepping into a slightly deeper-than-normal puddle, losing their footing for a moment and getting their cloak wet with thick mud...eugh. And, the deeper they ventured into the swamp, the more musty and humid it became. The otter was just lucky that Marzipan hadn't ended up accidentally losing his little toy inside of him! Speaking of Marzipan, though, having that figure down there underneath him, grinding and rubbing his ass hole up against it, and most importantly, seeing the changes of his environment affecting Otter's game, it was really starting to turn him on. So much, in fact, that it was starting to stir up the length between his legs a bit...it was looking like Otter was about to have an encounter in the middle of this swamp!

Without saying anything to Otter, Marzipan lifted up one of his cheeks again, reaching underneath him and pulling out the now much-warmer figure before scooching back in his chair and leaning back a bit. Instantly, the environment around Otter became a lot less oppressive, the humidity turning down and the breeze becoming much more mild, though they were still firmly in the middle of mucky swampland. "Oh! Look out, brave thief, a giant snake is headed your way..." Marzipan narrated from the clouds, his pink legs and plump thighs propped up on the table as he gripped the thick, lavender-colored shaft between his legs. His huge, bulbous balls ended up resting on top of the table, nearly looking like a bean bag with how large they were! Marzipan was feeling a little bit hyper today, and as he gently stroked up and down his growing shaft, he felt like the snake that Otter was going to have to fight would be a little bit...bigger.

Marz gripped the Otter minifig in his other hand as he brought it down between his legs, pressing the cold plastic against the underside of his shaft and starting to slowly rub and grind it up and down the twitching, pulsating staff. Just as he did that, Otter was surprised as a giant creature leapt out of a pool of water to their side, the thief getting splashed with quite a bit of warm, thick, swampy liquid as they immediately readied a dagger in one of their other hands. Finally, a battle! The amount of time Otter had spent walking through this swamp without anything happening to them was honestly a bit unnerving, so it was great for that tension to finally be snapped. The creature that was now piled up in front of them looked to be some kind of thick, angry snake, scales covered in pink and purple patterns...honestly, they reminded Otter of what Marzipan looked like, just a little bit. That was...interesting.

"Oh no! It seems like you've, hhf, ran into a vicious swamp snake..." Marz narrated from the sky, still shamelessly stroking himself even throughout the introduction of the battle! "Uhh, Marz, are you okay? You kind of sound, like, out of breath." Otter said as they readied for a fight, noticing the little huffs and gasps that Marz was making in between his words every now and again, but more than a bit unaware of what was really causing them! "Oh, no, no, no, my dear guest! Just so...mmm, excited to watch a good, sporting fight is all! In fact, I think you should be looking out for that beast's first strike..."

Marz at least gave Otter a bit of a warning before he gripped the minifigure even tighter in his hands, gritting his teeth a little bit before thrusting upward to grind the entirety of his shaft along the front side of the figure, gasping as he started to truly masturbate with the tiny figurine! Meanwhile, in the game, the snake that had attacked Otter lunged forward at them, landing a glancing blow on the otter's leg before Otter feinted back and went in for a quick stab with one of their daggers. "Ooh! A perfect strike, yes. That does..." Marz trailed off as he conjured up a D4, rolling the die and leaning forward a little bit to see what it landed on before realizing that he could really just say whatever number he wanted to and quickly snapping it back out of existence. "15 damage! Hhf, quite a meaty blow there..." the dragon continued, going back to pumping his shaft with the minifigure, and picking up the pace with that extra damage that was dealt...it was pretty obvious to tell what was going to happen when Otter "defeated" the enemy that was being put in front of them!

Otter's blows just kept dealing more and more damage with every hit, Marzipan's heart starting to race a little bit as he realized that he may have just given this snake a little bit too much health...he couldn't go back on it now, and he was starting to feel a climax really coming on, so he just kept buffing Otter's attacks to bring the two timelines back into sync, so to say! His shaft was at absolute full mast now, a trickle of pre-leaking down the front of his cock and slickening up the minifigure...a bit annoying for the dragon to clean up in a few minutes but a welcome addition in the moment. "Aah!...yes...just one more hit, maybe...!!!"

Marzipan's voice was really starting to quiver and waver now, making Otter more than a bit concerned about their...generous benefactor, that was a good way to put it. At the moment, though, there were more pressing matters that needed to be dealt with! The rogue readied both of their daggers at once, preparing to unleash a combo attack that would finish off the snake for good!

And, as soon as Otter delivered that final blow, they heard an ear-piercing cry from the heavens, enough to shake the ground beneath them! The sudden shock made Otter's heart skip a beat as the defeated snake faded from existence; but what Otter didn't know was that it was not a cry of pain, but of euphoria from Marz as he blew a load all over the table, a few drops of the thick, musky stuff falling right through the portal and raining down on the land of Marzia. Musky ropes of cream dribbled down the crease in the dragon's fat sac...that minifigure had gotten a lot slicker now, that was for sure! That hot, steaming load that the minifig ended up immersed in made the swamp a bit more swampy for Otter as they put their weapons away, more than a bit concerned about the dragon in this moment, even as they felt themselves getting a little bit stronger from defeating that snake...

"Marz! Good gravy, are you okay?" Otter asked as they looked up to the sky again, taking off the hood of their robe to air out a little bit from the heatwave that came with Marzipan's powerful orgasm. It took a few moments of panting and gasping for the dragon to collect himself, but once he did, his voice was even more joyous and bouncy than normal. "Ohhh...I am feeling absolutely lovely, my little guest. Thank you so much for the, heh, entertainment...I do think the entrance to that fearsome dragon's lair is just up ahead, nestled between those mountains. You should prepare yourself to the best of your ability before heading in...good luck, my snack~"

Marzipan disappeared as quickly as he came, leaving Otter feeling more than a bit jarred by everything that had just happened. With how striking the sound he made was, the otter had expected a bit more of a...situation to follow it, but here they were, with nothing really changed all that much, besides that feeling of slightly increased strength that came with slaying an enemy. Otter looked towards the horizon once more, seeing the mountains that Marzipan was talking about just starting to come into view...though, it still looks like quite a journey was ahead of them. It was time to put their nose to the grindstone...

Even though Marzipan had snapped his load out of existence as soon as he finished to avoid the mess, he was still idly stroking himself off with Otter's figurine as he watched his guest travelling deeper and deeper into Marzia. "Ooh, this is such perfect timing, as well. I always get a bit hungry after pleasuring myself..." the dragon said as he stared into the figurine's eyes, smacking his lips as he thought about how nice it would be to have it rattling around inside of his gut...and the journey that Otter would be embarking on when he did it! All in good time, though...there was no reason to rush. The two of them had all the time in the world!...in fact, they had more. They had exactly as much as Marzipan needed.

A few more uneventful minutes of exploration passed before Otter happened upon a small cave opening built into the side of a very tall hill, someone off the beaten path of the trail...but its secluded and hidden nature was somewhat undercut by the smashed and scattered trees out in front of it! It looked like a truly enormous beast was plodding around this cave entrance, deep paw prints implanted in the rough, torn-up soil...it was pretty obvious that this was the home of the dragon that Otter was looking for! They had expected a bit more grandiose of an entrance, like some trek through the mountains or something, but...here they were. Of course, Otter had a feeling that what lay inside the cave was still going to be quite the handful...

Otter spent a few minutes making sure they had all their gear in order near the mouth of the cave while Marzipan watched intently. "C'mon, c'mon, go into the cave already..." he said under his breath, looking at the figurine in his other hand before his stomach let out a low, warbling *ggrrWWwwgglll...*...he wanted Otter to hurry up and find the dragon already so that he could have his little snack! If he pushed too hard, though, Otter would know that something was up...so for now, he just had to bide his time.

The cave was rather dimly lit, so Otter grabbed one of the torches on either side of the front-facing wall before heading into the opening. Dark, humid, and a little bit damp, with not much going on on either side of Otter as they ventured deeper into the rocky hole...at least the tunnel they were in was rather open and roomy, though they got the impression that as they went deeper it was going to change drastically! With every step Otter took, their surroundings continued to get warmer and warmer, and Otter could even hear some strange noises coming from deeper within the earth...

In the background, a piece of orchestral music started to slowly build as Otter ventured deeper into this cave, Marzipan piping the song through some tiny hidden speakers he had snapped into existence along the walls of the cave. He really wanted Otter to feel the finality of what was coming next, even though it would be much less of a fight and much more of a journey in and of itself! The music and those strange noises and the heat just continued to build with every step Otter took until a light started to show at the end of the tunnel. The otter mentally prepared themselves before stepping through the entrance and into a much larger room...

In the center of this open, airy enclosure was a gleaming, glittering mountain of treasure that immediately caught Otter's eye, not only for the incredible brightness of it all, but for the enormous creature that was sleeping soundly on top of it! The dragon was a deep lavender color with a wider, creamier underbelly, looking a bit like Marzipan himself...a lot like Marzipan, actually, only a fair bit more feral and somehow even a bit thicker than Marzipan himself! And, honestly...yeah, that was pretty expected, considering that the snake they fought earlier also resembled Marzipan a bit. This creature had to be at least 10, maybe 20 times Otter's size, though they didn't even know where to start when it actually came to taking the creature down. Perhaps...perhaps they could just walk up and sneak off with some of the riches instead? They were a thief, after all, it was kind of in their nature. Yeah...get some cash now, upgrade their gear, and come back with a little bit more confidence. It sounded like a good plan.

Slowly, Otter tiptoed their way to the massive pile of treasure, doing their best to time any movement with the loud, floor shaking snoring that the dragon was doing...the heat Otter was feeling was definitely coming from those flared nostrils, a blast of hot, stale air wafting towards Otter with every breath the dragon took. That, along with the adrenaline pumping through Otter's body from the sheer chutzpah of this maneuver, was making them more than a bit sweaty...they were already so dang close, though! Just arms' length away from grabbing two handfuls of gold, and making out like a bandit...

Perhaps in the moment, Otter was too excited to pick the best spot in the pile to steal from, because they had basically walked right up to the dragons long, broad, purple snout, right where all that heat was coming from...and, only a few seconds after the thief started scooping gold into their bag, one of those tightly shut eyes opened wide, a slitted black pupil almost the size of Otter's entire body being revealed and then focusing on the tiny rogue.

In the moment, Otter felt like they were completely frozen in place by that intimidating glare. Even though they couldn't verbally communicate with the dragon, those eyes spoke a thousand words, and none of them were particularly nice ones! The thief's brain was torn between pulling out a dagger and stabbing with impunity, or turning tail and hoping that the dragon was sleepy enough for them to escape in time! And that split second of hesitation and uncertainty is what ended up making both options moot, as the dragon came to life, turned its head to the right, and opened those jaws wide to snatch up the thief without a second thought.

Just as Marzipan had done with that minifigure...though, Marz ended up wanting to savor his meal way more than the dragon he had created in the game. His long, chubby tongue slid out of his mouth to slurp along the toy he held in his hand, long enough to coil up around the base of it a few times before slowly drawing it into his mouth...of course, it didn't taste like much, but the texture was honestly satisfying to play around within his mouth and chomp on gently with his teeth, knowing that Otter would feel all the same things as they disappeared into the dragon's inky-black gullet!

The plastic still obviously didn't taste like much, so Marzipan didn't really play around with it in his mouth for much longer. Instead, he started using his thick tongue to push the statuette towards the back of his mouth, feeling the base of the figure getting sucked into his throat without him needing to do much at all! Marz opened his mouth up one more time, letting the figurine head that was poking out of his going to see the world for one last time before...g-GULLlk~

The figure made quite the oddly-shaped bulge in Marzipan's fat throat as it descended, the rows of light-purple scales separating and recombining to push the snack into his plump pot belly! "Haah...a space-filler, to be sure. I should have made it out of chocolate or something, though." Marz said to himself as he let out a contented sigh, feeling the weight starting to drop into his stomach and hopefully satisfy the impatient, rumbly tummy for a little while! It wasn't nearly as squirmy as the real thing, but it would suffice for now. Now that his part was done, though, Marzipan peered back into the game world to see where Otter was ending up...

Everything had been kind of a blur for Otter since they saw those jaws rushing towards them. They awoke with damp, slimy clothes in a warm puddle, the very floor underneath them constantly moving around and making it harder for Otter to get to their feet! Yep...they were in a stomach, all right; though a very large and spacious one, to the point where they were able to easily stand up inside! It seemed that the dragon had swallowed down the torch Otter was holding along with them, the flame still burning as the torch stuck out of a squishy mound of flesh off to the side. As soon as Otter grabbed it and held the flame out in front of them, it became apparent that this wasn't an ordinary stomach, though. The tunnel of drippy, fidgety flesh seemed to go on into the background for eternity, breaking off into different paths and even elevations...and, well, there really wasn't anywhere else to go but forward. So forward they went.

"Oo-hoo! That *uuRRrp* tickles..." Marzipan commented, the greatest trick of all coming to light as Otter started moving through the dragon's stomach...the figure was mimicking those movements inside of Marzipan's belly! Not nearly 1-to-1, but a pleasant, satisfying wiggling nonetheless. More than content with his snack, Marzipan reclined back in his chair, kicking his feet up on the desk again before reaching a hand out and adjusting the portal a bit, bringing it up and facing it towards him so it was almost like a television screen! Now, he could watch Otter wander endlessly through this maze of flesh that he had set up, their strength slowly being sapped as Marzipan's stomach digested up the figurine he had just scarfed down...it wouldn't be long until Otter's adventures in Marzia would come to an end, at least for the time being!

Otter didn't realize this encounter was set up to fail, though, so they just kept walking forward, each step on the squishy, slimy ground taking a bit of energy away from the thief..and after only a few minutes of exploration, Otter was really starting to feel the fatigue starting to come on! The dragon's stomach may have not been traditional in a structural way, but it was most certainly traditional in how it seized on whatever food was put inside of it, churning and gurgling and claiming it greedily. As Otter ventured deeper into this labyrinth, the tunnels only continued to get smaller and smaller, until the thief was forced to crouch just to go around a corner...and still, there was no end in sight. "Come on, you've come too far to end up as dragon food..." Otter said to themselves, doing their best to push on into the infinite darkness; but at some point, their body just decided that collapsing into the squishy one beneath him was more worth whatever kind of escape they were planning. Just a rest for a moment or two, right? Then they'd get back up and find their way out of here, for sure...

*UUuuuaaAAarp~*

A loud, satisfying BELCH blasted open Marzipan's lips as he watched Otter fade from view inside the labyrinthine insides of the wicked dragon, the wiggling inside of his gut coming to a still at the same time! "Mmh...Now that was a fun time. Much more interesting than just scarfing them down like normal, hah! I can't wait to draft up another campaign. Ooh, I should start writing all of this down..." Marzipan said to himself, snapping a pen and paper into existence while groping absent-mindedly at his slightly more plump, grumbling belly, head already full of more lurid ideas for his next session with Otter.

"Hwwuh?..."

Otter grunted as they slowly awoke from what felt like a very intense, very long dream, grimacing as they realized that they had fallen asleep in a pool of slobber...urgh, it always felt like a crazy hangover whenever they returned from Marzipan's world, and the intensity of this encounter made it even stronger than usual! The last thing they remembered was collapsing into a bed of warm, soft, wet flesh, and honestly? It made them want to crawl in bed right now more than anything else! Even though time had barely passed in the real world, Otter felt absolutely beat from what had just transpired...and more than a little bit excited by it as well, honestly. Certainly, Marzipan was drafting up a new campaign right now, a surprise from the dragon that Otter would most certainly be looking forward to in the future...