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The soft glow of the amber horizon splayed itself calmingly across Mono's desk as he sat back in his chair, the edges of the wood turning golden from the brightness. He turned to face the rest of his room and Vera who stood by herself in the middle of it all, admiring her forbidden beauty. The blue radiance of her body complemented the lovely violet hue swaying over her form, those curvaceous waves like strokes of a brush encapsulating her form, the one cage that kept her from who she once was. The striking claws of her birth marked her form in a gleaming white light, shimmering with life, reminding him that as wondrous as she looked, she refused to show any part of her inner heart, refusing to let anything but resentment bloom in her heart.

He glanced over to the large, worn Dark Magic book resting on the end of his desk, still flipped open to one of the pages they had finished reading. The pages were old and rough around the edges, hoping not to damage the book at all before returning it later on to Orchid once their journey was over.

After arriving home earlier, they spent the last hour of sunlight talking about the different predators they'd need to be digested by for her to escape. She suggested taking care of the predators already in town before having to venture out into The Wilds for the others. He hated the idea of that, going into the wilderness where devouring another creature was just a normal part of life. But in reality, he knew rare creatures like Griffins and Phoenix's never showed their faces here in the city, not giving them much of a choice but to venture out into the forest at some point.

They also took some time to read more about The Book of Familiars, taking special interest in the section about Soul-Linking they'd heard mentioned earlier back in the library. It seemed Soul-Linking, like much of the other spells one could perform with a Familiar, was conjured up with sheer intent of the mind rather than any written language or sigils. That being said, the purpose of a Familiar was to combat the physical effects of casting Dark Magic, meaning that when a Caster used the spell, while the mental strain may plague the mind, any degrading of the body would be negated by the presence of the Familiar. The shared bond seemed to even the weight into something more manageable with two souls, in turn passing a portion of the consequences onto the Familiar were they to break from their form.

The only difference between what was written and Mono and Vera's relationship was that they hadn't bonded in the way the Spirits had intended it, the transformation forced onto Vera by Rekali and, eventually, Mono in turn despite it happening by chance alone. Because of that, it seemed like he was the only one who could choose to merge forms with Vera or cast spells, feeling a little unsettled at the fact. He wasn't some sort of wizard and yet here he was, realizing he was the one who would have to control everything. It made him anxious but with the task now laid out before him, he tried to keep his composure, looking over her as he thought to himself.

After reading the description for the Soul-Linking, he soon after found a page talking about something he'd never heard of before called 'The Ethereal Realm.' Apparently, it was a place that could only be accessed originally by the Spirits themselves but was also made available later on in history with the creation of Familiars. One particular spell stood out to him about being able to have the Familiar store items in The Ethereal Realm, like a pocket they could reach into to retrieve any stored object when needed. He was extremely happy to have read about this as he wasn't sure how he'd have brought the glass vials on Vera's form to collect the juices if they were digested alive. There was also the chance that the containers were ripped off by a predator while he swallowed them and he didn't want to risk that. He informed her of all this, the two having chatted about it for the last thirty minutes before he sat down and began discussing with her what their first course of action would be.

He raised a hand to his chin, letting out a soft sigh as he spoke up after a while, cutting off her muttering, "If we're sticking to the city for now, I do know a few places nearby that may have some of those predators. I figured if we could find like, for example, a fox that is professionally known for... voring people that it may be safer than to find a random fox in the wild. Also would make it easier if we could book a time to get vored."

She tilted her head a little at him, letting out a hum, "Sounds like you have someone in mind?"

"Oh, uh, yeah I do for a few of them. There's this fox that works at a massage parlor nearby that I once went to when... I was with Flare. She's... touchy, but I remember Flare saying something about her voring certain customers as well. She's honestly my only option that I'm aware of but... there is this vore club nearby that I've seen when driving through the city at night. Maybe one of the performers there would..." He then stopped himself, feeling a sickness in his stomach at the thought of even wanting to do this. "God, this feels so wrong. I hate this..."

She grimaced, frowning but huffed as she turned away, "I know you aren't happy about it but if we're going to find any predators willing to vore us in a place without repercussions then that seems like it would be the place. You did say vore is illegal in just day-to-day life, right?"

He nodded, turning his chair to face the computer, his fingers twitching for a moment before taking a deep breath, typing up the website for the club, "That's what you'd think. It's outlawed across the world for non-consensual vore, but here... the police don't really seem to care. I think it's because many of the creatures in charge of the law enforcement system in the city are predators themselves that they'd rather focus on other things to punish instead. Sure, if there's concrete evidence against someone they would be forced to report it, but otherwise..." He shook his head, watching as the site pulled up, "This city is a shithole, but it's all I've ever known. I'm just trying to survive."

He then turns back to the computer, pressing on a tab for the performers. "The fox at the parlor can be booked anytime through the week so if we're trying to make things as quick as possible I figured we could check if there's anything at the club tonight or later this week that might be one of the predators we're looking for." He clicked through a few links, noticing an anthro cheetah, a bird of some kind, a dragon, a cat... "It... looks like there's a snake that performs. Let me see when he's on stage next." He gulped back his disgust, closing his eyes for a moment before scrolling down to the times. His heart dropped when he saw the day they usually performed, an anxiousness rising inside him from the gaze of the creature. "Tonight... He'll be on stage tonight."

"Good. We can head there then. How soon until then?"

He felt his heart skip a beat, looking at the time, "In about an hour and a half... god that's soon." He glanced back at her, running a hand over his good ear on the right, pressing a strand of hair behind it, watching Vera eye him up and down before he glanced over to the box of vials he'd gotten earlier, set out on the bed.

She followed his eyes, taking a step towards them, "Well, let's get ready to go then. If you want to try and take these with us then we'll need to cast that spell... not that I care..." She muttered under her breath, tail flicking as she then turned away, walking towards the window on the opposite side of the room. Mono stood up after a moment, leaving his computer on, grabbing the book on the desk and padding to the bed, taking one of the vials from the plush purple casing that cradled each of the cylinders before stepping up to the dragoness. She let out a breath, flicking an ear, "So, what? You just... imagine me containing the glass?"

He blinked, turning over the object in his palm, "I... I guess? I mean, I was never a Caster so I'm sure there's some easy way to do it. Maybe if I just... think really hard about it?" He closed his eyes as he began.

'The vial in my hand... put it in the box, inside Vera. The Ethereal Realm. Store it for now?' He pictured it slowly being taken away, vanishing without a trace from his hand as he reached out to her. He could almost feel the soft touch of the glass leaving his fingers, floating away into a world unknown to him. He was doing it, he really was!

But the low growling of Vera made him open his eyes, only to find his hand stretched out to touch her back.

He stepped back quickly, glancing away for a moment as she slightly flared her wings, baring her teeth. "What are you doing?!"

"I- I don't know! I'm imagining it being taken into that, uh, 'Ethereal Realm' it was called? Sorry!" He blushed deeply, not having been that close to her before, somehow feeling even more distant as he remembered it was impossible to touch her scales. 'For now.'

He then paced around the room for a moment, setting the book down and flipping to the page about the spell. "Intent... Okay... Focus on my intent." It was weird to think about how it must have changed. He imagined it had been easier when the familiar could reciprocate and welcome the object within but with it just being done on his own... he felt out of place. He was a regular guy, how was he supposed to cast magic without a teacher?

He then sat on the edge of the bed, looking over at his guitar as he thought about a song he'd been wanting to play recently. Imagining the strumming of the chords, each string in his finger. He then blinked, letting out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, picturing the spell as the strings. Plucking each one in a certain rhythm. "Maybe if I..." He slowly stood back up, pushing against the soft fabric of the comforter, approaching Vera again but staying a few feet away as she was still visibly on edge, closing his eyes with the vial in hand.

He saw his guitar before him in his head, reaching down and cradling it while the vial raised out from his hand and floated before him and Vera. Then, he calmed himself, imagining his fingertips pressing against the thin and sharp strings, his digits calloused from how often he played the instrument, like a Caster who had been conjuring spells for their whole life. Plucking the strings to a melody unknown to him, he pictured the vial, focusing on that realm of mystery that only Vera could enter, opening his mind to the possibility and letting go of his uncertainties if just for the moment.

He opened his eyes carefully as the weight in his palm lifted a little, gasping as the object slowly began evaporating, each piece breaking apart like an individual seed of a dandelion blown away with the breeze. The slivers of magic were like petals of a blue flower, swaying softly, swirling towards the dragoness like a strong current in the vastness of the ocean. His attention was drawn away for a moment as a ping from his desktop caught his attention, the spell flattering for a second.

Biting his lip, he closed his eyes again, keeping his heart steady and confident as he continued. Once again the object continued to peel away at itself, like the very glass was being stripped one leaf at a time by an invisible force, circling Vera's entire form. He then watched the rest happen before him, staying focused as it swirled until it all eventually compressed and melted into her Familiar form, disappearing completely, the last of the feathers gone and his hand bare.

They were both silent for a moment, a smile forming on Mono's face as he exhaled, "Did... did it work?" He felt a sense of pride wash through him, noticing the surprised look on Vera's face as she spoke.

"I... I think it did. Huh, guess you're not useless after all." He gave a huff at her words, hearing a small chuckle from her as she added, "It seems like it worked? When we get back afterward we can focus on taking it back out of The Ethereal Realm. For now, we should get headed to the club." She then trodded over to the desktop, glancing at the screen with a murmur, "Does everyone here in the city use computers? I'd heard of them before but I can't imagine spending hours staring at a piece of glimmering scrap."

"It's not scrap." He rolled his eyes, explaining, "You can have a lot of fun on these, play games, and, as you've seen, there's a lot of useful information you can gather from them. In all honesty, it's weird to talk to someone who is so unused to the way we live. I guess I thought everyone lived like this? I suppose that wouldn't make sense though as you wouldn't have computers and phones in The Wilds, especially if you can't hold anything."

She raised an eye at him, ear flicking, "Oh, I can hold things with my forepaws. In fact..." She then turned to look at her backside, Mono surprised as she moved the end of her tail over to where her outstretched paw was, "I can use my tail to grip things as well. Not all dragons or creatures are born like this but it runs in my family." She then paused, seemingly realizing that she wasn't monitoring her words before her tail whipped back behind her, turning and giving a soft growl.

He watched her, considering asking why she was constantly putting up a barrier around herself but instead held back his thoughts. Turning to his monitor he checked the location, giving a long sigh, "If we're gonna leave we should leave now. The club is about twenty minutes away but... since you can't ride in a car, the fastest way we're gonna get there is by foot which, if this is correct, says it will be about an hour." She huffed back, glancing at him and the monitor before walking towards the bedroom door.

"If that's the only option then I guess we'll do it. Let's go."

"Wait, I don't think we can just go. It says here..." He then clicked on the link to the front page, having noticed a warning on the top when he'd first clicked on the website. "'To gain entry, you must pay online and sign a waiver of your choosing for the designated experience you prefer.' Okay, give me a minute and I'll sign this. We should only have to do one of them since we'll, uh... be together." He gulped, knowing that could mean a whole different thing but shook the feeling away, clenching his teeth for a moment.

Vera spoke up, tail flicking, "Fine, whatever. I've been away from the forest for way too long. I'll be waiting outside once you're ready." Without even waiting for a response she then stepped through the solid door, watching her leave before letting out another breath.

He spent the next fifteen minutes signing the waiver, reading some of the warnings with a shiver as he selected the option for 'Digestion Allowed' at the end of one of the papers. Apparently, the establishment would only allow digestion if the participant had signed their consent beforehand. It said they would get some sort of special 'ticket' once they arrived, keeping that in mind as he finished it up. He then turned off his computer soon after, grabbing his backpack from the corner of his room. He almost took a vial before remembering she already had one on her, smiling again at the thought of actually accomplishing the task. He took the book with him, stashing it in the large pouch before looking around his room for anything else he would need.

He could feel the apprehension washing through him, only gaining power at the fact he was agreeing to this. He hated even going near a predator and yet here he was about to dive straight into the heart of the madness. "This is insane..." He breathed, blinking as he tried to calm himself. He knew he'd be with Vera and that they wouldn't truly die but... places with drugs or alcohol sometimes made him nervous. Not because he wasn't okay with it, he used to sometimes drink at a bar with Flare. It was more that going on his own made him feel vulnerable since he couldn't put up much of a fight if needed. Still, he would be fine. Taking a final look at the room, he then hefted the backpack over his shoulders, ready to disembark.

But then, like a wet crawling of goo over his spine, the deep sensation of Desolation weighed down inside his chest, letting out a breath as that familiar train of thought danced among his head, whispering to him.

The closet.

His feet suddenly felt frozen to the ground, eyes lost in a blur as his heart tightened, clenching his fists. He felt his body run cold, gaze wavering as Desolation made itself present once more. He told himself he'd be fine, he didn't need it. But... just in case. For safety. He took slow steps towards the door, a door so plain before him and yet, in his mind, riddled with loneliness like cracks crying with pain. Placing his hands on it, he could almost swear heavy chains were placed upon the door, sealing inside something he'd tried to forget. His heart raced, hands clenching the door knob tightly like it was the only thing holding him to reality.

When he entered, it was full and yet hollow. Normal and yet so tantalizingly dark. He could feel the calling of Desolation mingling with the crippling fear that came with realizing he was about to be vored at the club. The terror of it all. No, he'd remain strong, he'd just bring this along. Flare would have wanted him to.

And as he grabbed the object, the claws of Desolation grabbed him.

Like a friend he'd tried to bury long ago finally brought out of the shadows again. They'd be fine, he just had to push on.

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The distant thump of the beat echoed from the club, the sultry voice of a woman singing to the rhythm swaying along to the soft clutter of voices coming from within. A large pink sign flickered above the broken down building, reading: 'The Sinful Maw'. A large, muscular anthro rhino stood guard below it, shades glancing around, not having noticed them yet as they were still down the street. The only noise accompanying the music was the pitter-patter of the rain only just now starting to cascade from above, splattering over the sidewalk and alleyways. Mono could smell the wet scent of rust in his nostrils along with the discarded cigarettes scattering the pavement around the large alley.

He kept himself near Vera as they drew closer, knowing it wouldn't do much good as she couldn't do anything on her own but still feeling somewhat safer even still. She seemed to notice but was too distracted by her thoughts to care. Instead, she seemed slightly sated, tail swishing calmly, noticing only now that a small smirk lay on her face, eyeing the sign ahead. He felt that familiar flutter of his heartstrings as he glanced at her, her curvaceous body and eyes and markings... He blinked, looking away, fixing the backpack over his back a little as they continued.

A few individuals stood around the alleys, leaning against the buildings, smoking and talking in hushed voices. A group of two anthro hyenas and one feral cheetah eyed them with a lustful look, Mono hurrying on as he tried not to pay attention to them. He shivered, keeping his arms close to his side, speaking up as they passed two feral cats in another smaller alley, making out passionately with each other near a dumpster, "And it's raining... fuck..." 'I can't back out now, I can do this. Just for one night.'

Vera paused after looking around, causing him to stop as she did. She then looked down the alleyway to their right. She gave a flick of her tail, a focused look on her face now, turning into the corridor. He followed after her, apprehension filling him as she left without a word, "Hey, wait!"

There were many trash bags littered around a large green bin, discarded bottles of alcohol laying on their sides or smashed by the walls, spilling their toxifying liquids down and into the drains at the end of the sidewalk. He could smell rotting food and drinks coming from it, trailing after the dragoness as she glanced down the left and right before taking the latter option with him close behind. It came to a dead end, realizing why she had taken them here with a feeling he couldn't quite describe taking over him. Nervousness?

He wiped some of the rain off his forehead, gulping as Vera turned to gaze at him, eyeing him up and down. She shook herself, giving an annoyed huff, "Alright, let's do this. As... repulsive as it is to share a body with you... it's the only way. You know what you're supposed to do, yes?"

He paused, looking at his hands for a moment and back to her, "Yeah, uh... enter the club, find the snake on stage and get him to eat us... I know..." He could feel the trembling in his blood at the fact of having to walk into the building but he would do it. "I can do it."

She eyed him once more, a soft growl escaping her lips before she took a breath and finished, "Go ahead then. Let's get this over with. In and out."

He nodded, taking in a deep breath. The process of Soul-Linking was performed with the intent of mind like the spell he'd performed earlier, focusing on his guitar and playing the strings needed to construct the song that would mend them together. It took quite a lot more time, the spell not working as clearly as the other, instead focusing on her body and imagining himself slowly shifting into it like a skin.

As he did, a bright light began growing around the two of them, watching as a magical blue tendril formed between their bodies. It was like a tunnel, swirling with power, reaching out to his body. Following soon after were the purple wisps that covered her body, climbing the channel between the both of them and over his body. He could feel a little bit of fear passing over him from the sight of it moving over his hands and chest but instead focused, reaching out a hand towards her body. Then, her body slowly began evaporating like a painting of mist, the form of a Familiar shifting and falling apart and being drawn into the canal. It quickly spread over his body, his vision going white soon after as he felt himself growing dizzy before losing consciousness.

Only a few moments after he blinked, vision slowly clearing as he raised a hand to his head. He hadn't expected it to hurt but he figured since it was his first time doing such a spell that it wasn't to be unexpected either. The dark alley and booming of the bass further down the corridors slowly brought him back to reality, causing him to groan before he could see clearly. For a moment, he looked up at the rain, grimacing before looking over to Vera, "Hey, did it wo-" He then gasped, both from her having disappeared and the pitch of the voice escaping his mouth. He looked down at himself, eyes wide with disbelief!

Her entire body was coated in dark gray scales, the slender frame of the dragoness now controlled by Mono! She could feel a rush of excitement passing through her at the sight along with some uncertainty, gazing at her wings and tail, taking a few moments to extend them, flap them, and then sway her hind end. She smiled, shocked that it had actually worked. She... was a dragon! 'Oh my GOD, this is real!' She flicked her tail side to side, lost in the wonder of it all. She then walked over to a large puddle forming on the ground, gazing at her features.

Her face had the same dark gray color as the majority of her body, underscales a lighter shade, extending down to the end of her tail. She tilted her muzzle to the side, the elongated face feeling odd and yet so familiar in a way she couldn't explain. She took notice of the dark blue markings painted over her form like a brush, accenting her light blue eyes and the sharp claw-like shapes marked over her shoulders, legs, and tail, realizing she really had taken over Vera's body. But seeing herself like this, a real dragoness, it... was both confusing and overwhelming in a comforting way. She took a moment to look over the purple char on the left side of her neck, lifting a paw to touch it curiously.

Then, with a gasp, she turned to glance at her hindquarters, unable to now ignore the lack of a dick hanging between them. Instead, she could feel the cool air of the alley brushing against her thighs, a deep blush rising under her scales as she wondered if she should look or not.

~Are you seriously trying to look at my ass?~

She yelped suddenly at the voice, shifting her head around to try and find where it had come from only to realize it was Vera. Yet, her mouth hadn't moved. 'How can I hear her?'

~Maybe because I'm in your head?~

Her eyes widened, raising a forepaw to her snout, blinking with a gasp as she tried to make sense of it all. 'Wait, so you're in my head?!'

~Actually, you're in MY head. Please try not to give us both a headache over it, we have to get moving.~

She spun in a circle, gazing over herself once more, flexing her paws and wings before taking a deep breath, staring down at the cement below her talons, wet with the rain. 'Sorry, I guess I expected this to be what would happen when we Soul-Linked together, just... it's weird! It's a lot to take in...'

~Yeah, you'll get used to it after a while. Come on, we need to get going. We don't have long until that snake should be on!~

After a moment she nodded, feeling a shiver pass through her body as she realized she was the only one left standing in the alley now, Mono's body gone. It was unnerving that they had entered the alley with the both of them and were now exiting as one. It almost felt like she was leaving her human self behind, like a wisp of flickering flame that had sputtered out in the downpour. Still, it was exhilarating to be a female, a warmth spreading over her scales as she felt herself smile for a moment before she continued. It was odd hearing a female voice speak back to her when she talked aloud, realizing she would blend in just like all the other females. For some reason, she wondered if something would stand out about her not being a girl when they transformed but it seemed she wouldn't have to worry about that. 'Just be confident...'

~Come on... Stop fucking taking so long and get on with it already.~

She grimaced, turning down the alley and peeking out towards the entrance to the club once more, huffing at Vera's thoughts. "Hey, I want to get this over with as much as you. Can you calm down, please?" She paused, waiting for a response only for the lingering string of thoughts from her other occupant to go silent, making him wonder if she hadn't realized Mono would be able to hear her mind as well. She wasn't lying, the whole thing was starting to give him a headache if it wasn't for the bump of the music nearby, deciding to worry about it later.

The sound of the music...

In both ears...

Her eyes widened, jaw-dropping as she only now came to terms with the realization. It was all so... precise! She turned her muzzle, the sound of the voices from the hyenas sounding in her left ear, a smile crossing her face as she looked over and saw them there! Then a car somewhere in the distance on the right along with the thrum of the music. All the while the rain cascaded around her, filling her hearing with their wonderful music. She raised her head, feeling so light for a moment, Vera speaking up in her head. ~Um, what's going on? Why are you... freaking out?~

'I... I can hear. I can really hear! From both ears! Oh my god, it's like a part of me I didn't realize I was missing... I can hear that rhino by the entrance blowing his cigarette, the music, the voices... I can tell where it's all coming from!'

~Oh, yeah, I suppose that would make sense since we're sharing the same body now...~ She then paused, letting Mono take a moment to relish it all before continuing, ~As much as you're enjoying the new sensation, we really should get moving. You'll have a lot to hear when we're inside.~

She blinked, nodding back after a moment and taking a deep breath. She was right, if they would be together like this more often then he could focus on that another time. Right now they had something to do.

This was it. There was no backing out of this after going inside. She had already agreed to go along to free them both from Rekali's clutches, but could she actually do this? It was so tempting to go back home, to jump into her bed and hide under the covers. To ignore everything. It was terrifying and she felt so exposed without someone beside her, even if they did share a headspace.

It was only then that Desolation gave a knock, reminding her that her backpack was gone now that she had bonded. It only made her feel more defenseless but she supposed that was the point. She was going inside the club to be eaten, she just had to do it. Her paws felt heavy, heart tightening, but with a deep breath and a feminine huff she raised her head and padded out into the large alley, bolstering up her confidence.

A few bystanders around the alley noticed her exit, a black bull in heavy clothes eyeing her with a wide smirk. He snorted in her direction, watching her as she turned towards the club and pried her eyes away from him. She held her wings close, tail held aloft to try and keep it dry as it could be. She was surprised how natural it felt to walk on all fours, not even having thought about it until now as she looked at her paws and how they moved in tandem with one another. She did almost stumble a few times when she began focusing on it, trying to get the hang of standing smaller than she was used to and all. She was a dragoness, no longer a human, yet she had a feeling once she entered the club she wouldn't be seen as anything other than food to the predators.

Maybe she had imagined it, but... was that a rush of bliss between her legs. She shook her head, giving a soft growl, hearing the echo of Vera's thoughts,~God, that look... It's been too long...~

'Are... are you liking this?'

She didn't respond, instead pushing that thought to the back of her head along with the others as she approached the entrance below the flicker pink sign.

The bulky rhino eyed them up and down as they approached, his height causing him to stare down disapprovingly. He had tattoos along his arm and neck, rock band names plastered over his tough hide as he frowned. He gave a grunt, scratching at the base of his large horn on the end of his snout, brown eyes glaring at them, "Clubs full. Unless you got a name on the reservation list you better run away." He then leaned down, his muzzle lowering to hers, smirking, "This isn't some club for nervous little dragons like you. Go on, fly back home."

She took in a deep gulp, catching a whiff of his smoky breath, watching him pull out another cigarette, using his lighter to spark the end before shoving the container back into his pocket. He gave an amused grunt, Mono mustering up the courage as she spoke. "We- I mean, I have a reservation. I booked it online earlier today?" She didn't mean that to sound like a question but it was too late.

He raised an eyebrow, slowly pulling out the burnt stick, spitting on the ground beside himself before giving a low growl. Then, he raised his fist, thumping two times on the metal door with his body still facing them, not bothering to keep his eyes off her. A sound of shuffling could be heard on the other side of the metal, a scraping sound followed by the shifting of a small metal sheet in the door, sliding open. A voice cracked with lust spoke up, chuckling, "Who we got now?" She then shivered as she heard some erratic sniffing, a dark green scaled snout poking over the edge of the window, murring, "Mmm, a dragoness? Hmm, let me see... Name?"

She stuttered, looking over herself as she remembered the name she had put down earlier, "Vera! I-it should say Vera."

The rhino chortled, standing up but looking down at her with a warning, "Are you sure you know what you're getting into? We know the usual crowd who comes here, at least the ones who prefer to come out alive, but I haven't seen a feral dragon, let alone a dragoness in quite some time. They have an exquisite taste, you know?~"

He was cut off as the murmur spoke up on the other side of the door, "Ooo, a dragoness who's a prey! Now that'll be fun to see.~" She held her legs together, inhaling sharper than she intended, clenching her teeth together as they added, "...and... digestion? Intriguing." The rhino's small ears perked at the word, glancing at the door and then at her with a dark grin. He spat the cigarette onto the ground, reaching his hand out for a moment before pulling it back with a rumble as the other creature finished, "Don't see that often. Yeah, she's on the list, or should I say the menu.~"

The horned giant chuckled, giving her a last word of advice as the door swung open, "I'll admit, there's something exotic about seeing a creature of such power and rarity choosing to give their life up for a sexual fantasy. And you're really going through with it, huh little 'ness?" He smiled, adding to his friend, "Feel free to tag her accordingly. And please, per her request... make sure she doesn't leave." He snickered, Mono taking a deep breath before padding down into the hall and stairway leading down. As the door closed behind her, she could faintly make out the anthro green lizard, adorned in short shorts, black leggings, and a tight t-shirt that showed off his extended belly. His eyes were dazed, bottles of alcohol laying on the ground beside his stool.

He eyed her as she passed, gripping one of her curved horns without warning. She eeped, heart already starting to race before he spoke in a tone that she assumed was supposed to be calming, "Oh hush, girl. We can't have you go down without a proper tag. You are prey after all, wouldn't want some hot pred to bypass you because they thought you weren't food. No, we can't have thaaaaat.~" He then pulled out a random tag from his pocket, letting go of her as he prepared it. She could barely make out the writing on it in the dim yellow glow cast from a lantern on a side table, the label reading '#86'. He smiled as she watched, adding, "Only prey wear this kind of thing. Does that get your pussy wet thinking about that? But there's one more important thing we gotta do to let every predator know you're just a worthless snack to be digested..."

He then took out his own lighter, holding it up to the corner of the plastic tag. Then, with a flick of a finger, the fire sparked to life, angling it to the corner of the material until the end slowly burnt. He glared at her in bliss, putting the lighter on the table and rubbing his struggling belly for a moment before licking those fingers and placing it over the crisp end, leaving scorches across the edges of the label. He then reached out to her ear, Mono doing all she could to keep still as it was clipped onto her ear, tight but not piercing. It rested against the side of her head, a simple number. The lizard finished, giving a slap on her rump with his tail to encourage her, "Now, don't let me keep you. This will be the last night of your life, go make the most of it. Embrace that dirty little kink of yours, let it... take control."

She felt uncomfortable around him with that look in his eyes, padding down one step at a time as she descended. Yet despite the fear, she felt something wet trailing down her thigh, glancing at it while she was on the stairs. And there, between her hinds was her vagina, the cock she once had gone, now flat and... wet? She could see the arousal dripping from it, but she didn't like this! It was only then he was able to make out a trail of Vera's thoughts, cringing and growling softly to himself as he couldn't help but listen. ~Fuck... yes... Shit...~

She nearly slipped on one of the steps as she focused on her mind, still attempting to get accustomed to her four separate paws, learning to distribute her weight among them. She also kept in mind her wings, feeling overwhelmed by it all and yet remaining strong. 'Are you serious? That's disgusting, Vera! This is disgusting.'

~Just, shut up! You don't have to like it... Let me enjoy this...~

She grunted, wondering if she should turn back. She couldn't believe her reaction, disgust rising within her chest despite how her body responded to her true host. Still, it was too late, they were already inside, all they had to do was find the snake and finish the job. 'We have to do this. I can do this, just once. I'll never come here again.' She promised that to herself, still trying to get used to hearing from both ears. The sound danced in the air, the rhythm that would accompany her as she was vored alive...

As she reached the main level, the walls changed from dark gray stone to black metal, each piece of metal hexagonal, glowing blue and purple hues filling the cracks between. It set the large room in dim lighting, soft colors reflecting against the scales and fur that roamed the basement. As she stepped down and off the last stair, she instantly realized how many people were present. There had to be about a hundred, predators and prey alike mingling among the crowd. The thick smell of musk and alcohol filled the room, some creatures lounging on the sofas and chairs lining the edges of the room with a large bar with violet glowing edges to the left of her. She caught some anthros and ferals leaning on the bar, chatting and flirting. The ones on the couch seemed much more focused on the ones sitting next to them. Even the dance floor in the center of the room was filled to the brim, animals brushing up against one another, humping, swaying, growling...

She lowered her head, pulling her ears down and taking a step back. She could hear clearly but that didn't stop the fear from coursing through her at the sight. She was trying to ignore it, to not think about it, but unlike any club she'd ever imagined, there was a clear difference here. A tone in the atmosphere that unsettled her and made her blood run cold.

There were only two types of people here, predator and prey, and all around creatures were being eyed up and down, some eaten right next to others, some teased mercilessly or gulped casually down on the dance floor. She could see the bulges in the bellies of some of the bigger preds sitting to the side, enjoying their dinner while others prowled in search of their own meal. There was no one hiding what they wanted, no uncertainty or fear. Just pure lust. She saw one feral jaguar circling an anthro rabbit, eyeing her up and down as she moaned and watched him. Some were watching it go down, happening near the couches to the right.

She kept her head lowered, trying to slip through the crowd before gasping at the sight of a long table laid out on the side of the room. A man stood in front of it, clearly keeping guard of the food on the table, checking anyone who approached for something. What terrified her the most though was that animals, both anthro and feral were laid out on platters, alive with some of them tied up and the majority covered in ingredients. The look of desire on their faces was clear, knowing they would be eaten alive here today. She also noticed the burn mark on their tags, realizing their decision was the same as hers. A feral wolf approached a moment after and handed the buck who stood guard some sort of ticket. He nodded, motioning to the dish with a small sparrow on it, salad leaves lay around them with some sort of liquid drizzled over their wings.

She couldn't help but watch, the wolf eagerly licking their lips before carefully gripping the bird's head in their jaws. In one quick lurch and a high-pitched chirp of bliss from the prey, the animal was quickly swallowed, a clack of the canine teeth resounding as the tail feathers slid down the tight sphincter to his throat. He hummed, tracing a paw down his neck, rumbling happily, nodding to the large male deer standing guard who watched the entire act. It was only once the wolf turned his gaze away and met hers that she felt her heart drop, hurrying onwards with a sick feeling in her chest. Her nethers disagreed with her thoughts, clenching and burning with heat. She whimpered softly, trying to keep her calm as she made her way around the edge of the dance floor to try and avoid drawing attention to herself.

She felt her tail brush up against people as she walked, making her realize only now how much of a hindrance it must be to keep it out of anyone's way when they walked by. She kept wanting to pull it back, worrying someone might walk on it or grab it. Her wings were a little easier to control since she could keep them at her sides but that didn't stop her from getting curious looks as she passed by.

As she slipped past the swaying of the lights on the floor, she finally broke into a bit of a clearer area. There, at the end of the room, was a long, raised walkway leading to a tall pole in the center of a large circle at the end. It stood like a proud lion, showing off the luscious stage that would soon become a hunting ground. She felt her blood run cold, knowing this was where she was supposed to be, somehow feeling even more anxious knowing she would be up there later. 'If he decides to eat me... What if he doesn't?'

~Huh? Oh, snakes typically have a liking towards dragon prey so I don't think it'll be much of an issue. Just... do something to catch his eye when he's out.~ She had no idea what that meant or how she was supposed to get his attention. With the crowd only just now starting to form, she moved a paw to check her pocket only to grimace as she remembered she didn't have any.

'Might as well wait at one of the couches for now...' Taking a moment to prepare herself mentally, she moved to one of the empty couches to the right of the stage, only realizing now she couldn't sit like she normally did. Instead, she decided to lay on the furniture but even that felt weird with all her limbs. She tried moving around a little on the soft cushions for a bit before settling somewhere on her side and stomach, waiting. She tried to calm her breathing, tail draping over the end of the sofa, tip flicking back and forth. She took the moment to focus on her hearing, closing her eyes and listening to the multitude of voices around.

She had been without hearing on her left side so much that everything just felt so much... louder! She could hear the voices on the couch to her left, muttering about something. The booming of the speakers near the stage on her right and the sounds of growling and dirty talk all around. For a moment, she felt happy and yet sad, knowing this was only temporary. It was a nice distraction from what was about to happen but even that didn't last long.

As the moshpit around the stage began to fill with the audience, a white wolf walked over to her, a different one from the wolf at the table from earlier, causing her to tense up. She tried sitting up, nearly falling over her paws before fixing herself up on her haunches, watching him hesitantly. He chuckled, the feral creature covered in red and black markings. His handsome muzzle eyed her up and down, noticing her tag and speaking as he stood before her, gazing down at the dragoness, "Ay, what's one of you doing down in a place like this all alone?" He didn't have a tag, shrinking a little smaller as she quickly jumped to the side of the seat, watching as he made himself comfortable beside her without warning. His eyes fixed onto her snout, leaning towards her, the smell of whiskey wafting off his tongue, "A nervous little girl, aren't ya? Ha, I don't think you'll have to wait long for someone to eat you. No hiding what you are, small snack." His final words came in a growl, hackles raising.

She let out a sudden yelp before holding her breath as a few others looked their way. She could see the passion in his eyes, the focus of a predator intent on their prey. Luckily for her though, he didn't make any more moves, seemingly waiting for her response. She managed to squeeze out something as she avoided his gaze, watching an announcer in lingerie saunter out onto the stage. "I... I'm not interested. Sorry."

He frowned, glaring at her before giving a snarl and fixing himself. Fur smoothing down again he continued, picking at his teeth with one long claw, "Playing hard to get, or already have a predator in mind? Hmmph, fine. You'll be fat on someone's hips within the hour, I'll guarantee it. I'll be watching you regardless. Haven't seen a dragoness, let alone a shy prey like you around here in a while. Gonna be a treat to see you turned into nutrients." Feeling happy with himself, he promptly stood up, giving her a final look before walking off with a warning, "Many predators are watching you, fragile thing. Does that get you off?~"

Without another word he shifted into the crowd on the dance floor, slowly thinning out as the show was about to begin. ~God, I can't lie, this place is fucking hot... Maybe I could come back later by myself, even if I can only watch...~

'You aren't making this any easier on me!' She growled to herself, clenching her talons as her vent dripped onto the couch below her. She knew how wrong this was and yet here were a bunch of people choosing to indulge in it. 'Why do you find this so hot? I... I don't get it!' Vera didn't respond, instead taking the moment to recuperate. She ran a paw over her horns as she did with her hair as a human, biting her lip before the music began to simmer down as the last song came to a stop.

Out on stage was a red fox adorned in dark green lingerie, her slim body standing tall and proud before the prey and predators below. Vera could see the hunger in some of the audience's eyes, gazing at her beautiful form, her breasts held behind the thin veil of her bra. Her long see-through skirt trailed behind her, lined with white floral flowers along the edges, similar panties noticeable underneath to keep her jewel hidden away. Vera let out a huff at the sight, admitting that while she hated being in a club like this, she had imagined and seen art of anthros like this clothed similarly online, feeling the already wet vent between her legs squeeze around itself, surprised how different the small amount of pleasure felt. Instead of the deep pulse of arousal and ecstasy, it felt more like a wave, radiating from the center of her legs, washing over her. It made her huff, relaxing ever so slightly as she listened to the announcer.

The fox's green eyes glared around at the audience, clearly accustomed to the attention as she grabbed the mic off the stand set beside the stripper pole, walking around the metal cylinder as she ran her paw over it while she began, "Welcome, all types of predator and prey, to 'The Sinful Maw' You all are looking very hungry tonight.~" A thirsty growl of the crowd echoed her words, a smirk forming on her face, "Good. We have a very special apex predator here on the stage tonight. He's lustful, graceful, persuasive, overpowering and a master of live performance in vore. He's only here once a month and he's about to be here on this very stage. Predators, take notes, and all you horny little prey out there, see if you can catch his attention. He'll be taking one volunteer later on in his performance."

She then grabbed the mic stand, swaying her hips as she walked back to the large entrance at the end of the walkway, finishing, "Now, without further ado, welcome to the stage, the one, the only: Slip The Eloquent!" She then disappeared behind the arched doorway, leaving the room silent except for the murmuring of voices. Vera let out a sigh, deciding to get up from her seat to join the moshpit despite how out-of-place she felt. She made her way to the outside of the group of horny strangers, avoiding their tails with her paws and keeping in mind her own as she slipped out to a spot where she was a few feet away from the stage with a view of the side of the pole and the walkway.

Suddenly, the doorway lit up with a bright white light, drawing the attention of everyone to the stage. Then, out of the light came forth his black snout, red eyes peeling open, alight with a glimmering flame. He kept his head raised high, slowly slithering out onto the walkway, his gaze shifting to each of the prey he passed by, tongue slithering out to taste their lust before continuing. Vera shrunk back a little at the sight of him, the size of him bigger than she had initially thought but it made sense if they were to be eaten by him. Him... This was the snake she'd be inside in a bit.

He bore red diamond markings across the body of his coils, dark gray scales around the gems with red, swaying outlines on the outer edges of it all. His dark gray underscales slid over the ground as he made his way out into the open, the length of his form flowing along behind him like a moving painting of colors. When his tail tip finally followed and left the entrance, he curled around the pole, hissing pleasantly at the sounds of the animals around admiring his form. Vera shivered, the purple glow of the stage against his red markings sending fear through her body, trying to ignore Vera's growing arousal as she muttered hotly inside. The snake then closed his eyes, tilting his head down with the pole in his loose grip. Then, with a soft and sugar-coated voice, he spoke, slitted pupils lifting with the smallest of grins, "Thank you, for the warm welcome, you slutty little things."

She tried to think of how to catch his attention, hearing him introduce himself a bit as she wondered if she should just wave her wings or something. All she honestly wanted to do was curl in a corner and hide, finding it hard to move in his presence, but that didn't stop her mind from sprinting in every direction for a plan. She caught his words as he continued, his tone shifting along with his coils as he began looking around the crowd, "As per the usual, I am requesting a live... 'participant' to join me on the stage. And yes, yes, I know you lovely prey-things would all love to be my meal, but I'm looking for something specific tonight. Something... Conflicted.~" It was only when she looked up to watch that her eyes widened, heart skipping a beat.

He was staring directly at her, a deep rumble escaping his lips, red eyes boring down into hers. She felt the crowd around her open up, her heart rushing with ice as she let out a soft whimper, tail flicking erratically behind her. He gave a long lick over his jaws with his long tongue, uncurling around the pole a bit to hang his head over the stage until he was only a foot away from her snout. He flicked his appendage out again, tasting the air before continuing, "A dragoness, shivering at just the sight of me? Hissssss... Your kind is a rare breed, you know? I haven't tasted dragon in, dare I say, two years... Oh, and what's this?"

She tried not to flinch, suddenly outed among the whole club, the eyes of everyone on her. He peered down at her ear, giving another hiss at her before adding, "Now isn't that deliciousssss! You came all the way here to not just be eaten alive, but to be digested into nothing but fat on some pred's haunches? And you're still so scared and nervous?" He then gave a shake of his snout, tasting the air again with a deep glare, "The perfect kind of prey... Yes, you'll do just fine. That is... if you are ready to add to my coils forever. Hmm, small girl? Is that what you'd like?~"

She stuttered, talons clenching as she dipped her head down. She didn't really want this, she hated having to say it, but she had to. "I... I, umm..." Still, she couldn't force it out, his gaze so haunting and yet alluring all the same, the fear of being eaten again taking over her for a moment before remembering Vera would protect her. She gulped, feeling the hot breath of his maw wafting against her face, forcing out, "Yes. I- I'd be honored." ~Yes... take me!~

He smiled at her response, the end of his tail waving to the crowd around her, the audience moving out of the way before he welcomed her, "Well? Come join me on stage so everyone can see you be devoured alive, as just a piece of food to feed my body." She took a second, not realizing until now she had been holding her breath, following him to the edge of the stage before jumping up onto the walkway. She let out a yelp, tripping and falling onto her face, the slippery floor not helping her as she still got used to walking on all fours. She shrank down some more for a moment, Slip frowning at her. With another breath in, she forced herself back to her talons, watching as the snake uncurled fully from the pole, beckoning her forward with his tail, "Humiliating. Can't even walk with that thought in your head? Here, let me dance with you for your last moments. A beautiful creature like you deserves to be savored. Don't you agree?" He turned to the crowd, hearing a cheer from some along with some hungry growls.

As she made his way to him, she yelped, a hand firmly spanking her ass from the moshpit. She could feel the blare of the lights all around them, shining down onto her body. She felt like she was dreaming. 'It has to be, this isn't real... just keep going...' This wasn't her, this wasn't something she would do. She just had to get this done and then she would never do this again. It didn't matter, she was already on stage. She could do this.

She raised her head, heart beating so loudly she swore it could be seen thumping under her scales, one step after another. She looked around at the crowd, the predators eyeing her down, shouting teasing words at her, eventually making it to Slip as he noticed her regain some of her confidence. He smiled, watching her walk over his coils hesitantly before twirling around her form slowly with her back against the pole. "There it is. That will of yours, that will to live mingling with the lust you feel. Let that build, let that fear fuel your ecstasy, channeling the dark desires that you know you can't live without. Let it go."

His coils slowly began to grow tighter, the once spacious room around her body closing, forcing her onto her hindlegs, back pressed against the pole. He hissed happily at her response, tightening his length around her just enough to hold her in place. The two layers of coils wrapped around her forepaws, keeping them pinned to her sides, whimpering softly with one of her wings draped over his coils. She could feel each scale press into hers, the red glow filling her vision, the world around her shifting and growing ever so tighter before stopping once she felt unable to move. She tried wiggling, remembering the grip she'd been in a few days ago, trying to calm herself down as Slip moved his head around to face hers.

He glowered down at her, a tremble passing through her body as his tail tip brushed the underside of her snout, raising it to stare straight up at him. He took the moment to size her up, giving some experimental squeezes around her, listening to her groans and whimpers. He flexed each coil one at a time, like a throat massaging her, tenderizing her body. She flexed her talons, the smell of alcohol floating through the air mixing with rotten meat, the dark sensual music slowly starting to play in the background. She felt Vera moaning in her mind, trying not to focus on that. It made no sense why freaks would like this sort of thing. It was horrible, wanting to be eaten. Wet and humiliating and yet people liked this?

Slip spoke up, turning her muzzle with his tail, flicking his tongue out to taste her cheek, "Hissss, mmmm. Salty with fear. It's like a glaze covering your body." He then gave a large yawn, maw extending open, long strands of saliva dripping down from his upper jaw to his lower. He lacked any fangs or teeth, instead having soft quill-like lengths for teeth. She let out a bit of a sigh, happy to know she wouldn't be bitten, but still shrank back as his drool gooped down and onto her face, dripping down her snout and under her eyes and chin. His throat pulsed, wet with his fluid, the flesh red and dark with a bottomless pit making itself scene in the back of his maw before closing once more.

He then closed it once more, asking, "Watching your reactions... it's like a fine wine. It's beautiful and tantalizing, a portrait being drawn live before a crowd. The painter, me, bringing the canvas to life." He suddenly tightened his coils again, the dragoness exhaling forcefully from the strength of it, "Vore, for me, is an art. To get on stage and display the true two roles of all creatures: Predator and prey. To watch it play out before your very eyes... now that is entertainment."

He loosened the coils after a moment, giving her some breathing room. He admired her breathless state, turning her face to the crowd. She was forced to look at everyone watching her, eyeing her down like a piece of meat. She felt so exposed, helpless, left to his mercy now before the horny crowd. Slip added, sliding his muzzle next to hers, "You are perfect for the role of a prey. Look at all these predators, drooling at the thought of consuming you. But that's exactly what you wanted, wasn't it? To give up your once proud life of a dragoness to be a worthless meal?" He then turned her head back to his, craning her neck up to face him, "Don't worry, I don't forget my meals. You will have your skull preserved in my den, a masterpiece and an example of what all prey will one day become."

He then gripped her once more, just enough to keep her still, eyes glaring deviously at her. The crowd went quiet, music filling both her ears as he craned his neck back in a striking pose. After a few moments of horrible silence he finished, giving her a final look into the glowing red eyes of her captor and the crowd around her, "I can smell your heat, your intrinsic instinct to be consumed alive, right here and now. You're a canvas begging to be painted. Who am I to deny you that?" He then leaned forward, muzzles touching each other with a final phrase. "Play your role as the struggling prey and dance with me, my sinful meal.~"

Before she could say anything more, he struck, lunging forward and clamping his jaws over the back of her head and her horns! She let out a cry that was quickly cut off, muffling her sounds as her once dry world turned wet, his thick saliva coating her snout and face. It was warm, dripping around her as drool wettened her chin, tongue flicking at her neck. She could smell the scent of dead meat even stronger now, a dark tunnel extending down his pulsating neck, no part of her face spared from the onslaught of fluids coating it. She could feel him humming around her, smiling around his meal before slowly descending over her, pressing her muzzle against the entrance to his throat.

It squished over the end, the sphincter parting and wrapping around that snout, forcing it closed as he began swallowing her alive. She had to close her eyes to avoid getting his saliva in them, whimpering softly as his body began to pass her from one coil to the next up into his maw. Both his esophagus and form massaged her body further, firm and yet gentle, taking her entire being in one inch at a time. She could feel the ring of his throat pass over her horns and chin before closing over her neck, clenching wetly, refusing to let her leave. She felt her face heat up from the lack of fresh air, exhaling into the throat that continued opening up its fleshy depths as her face pressed further into it. She imagined what she must look like from the outside, the bulge of her form pressing out from under his head, consuming her live on stage for everyone to watch.

She could feel him angling her differently so he could consume her easier, tilting her and his muzzle flat towards the floor, taking in a few more inches before the opening of his maw reached her shoulders. She could feel the massages over her muzzle, dragging her further. Then, with a loud muffled moan, her eyes shot open, a press of an appendage against her nethers between her legs sending a shiver through her! She wiggled her body at the touch, trying to kick at him to stop, attempting to move her forepaws only for him to squeeze tighter in reaction. He rumbled amusedly around her, pausing as he relished her movements before plunging that tail tip into her lips.

Vera's voice in her head grew louder, making it hard to focus on how horrible this was when the pleasure... ~FUCK, YES! Shit...~ The pleasure was so intense, a feeling she'd never realized washing through her, the waves she'd faintly felt earlier from Vera's own arousal now cascading over her like a rainstorm pouring down on her. She could feel the warmth radiating over her, making her body tingle, Mono trying to ignore it all. This was all wrong, so horrible, and yet... it was impossible to ignore the pleasure. She knew if it wasn't for Vera already being horny that she might have been able to resist it, but her eagerness for being consumed and now fucked made it hard to ignore.

The length inside her slit was long and slender and while it smoothly entered, she could somehow feel every individual cold scale sliding against her walls. She felt him curl the tip up within, letting out a muffled cry, talons clenching and tail flicking as Slip made his way over her shoulders, gaining ground on her forepaws and chest. She whimpered, the invading tail acting as a way to press her further, used on stage without care for her dignity. He suckled on her chest as he took her in further, face and neck compressed in his throat, pulling her deeper, closer to that stomach far within. She tried kicking at his tail as she was angled on her stomach inside his coils but he didn't mind. Her kick did little and his strength greatly overpowered her small form.

She felt so wet, her upper body funneled deeper and deeper, like a piece of meat on a conveyer belt, slowly brought down to the processing chamber of the creature where she would be turned into fat for his body to break down. Luckily she wouldn't have to worry about that, even if he thought that was her fate, but that didn't stop the horribleness of it all. If Vera wasn't here, there would be no way out, no way to save herself. 'Does Vera really get off to this?'

~Shut up...~ She cringed, forgetting again in the pleasure that Vera could hear Mono's thoughts, quickly brought back to reality as Slip's tail slipped further, pressing against the entrance to her cervix, spreading her entrance wide before slowly starting to thrust in and out. The beating of the music thrummed numbly in her ears, the moans of other creatures getting off to watching them numbly heard, accompanied by the much more prominent squelches and sloshes as she was kneaded down within his coils, sealed off from the rest of the world.

He fucked her faster as he took in her forepaws, maw closed around her thighs and tummy. She could feel him moving suddenly, curling his body around something, lifting her rear into the air. He gave a deep rumble, showing off her rump to the crowd, grinning around her. She heard a few howls and growls, feeling so exposed and humiliated, her groin displayed to all as she was being masturbated. She could feel her orgasm building despite how wrong this was to Mono, holding her breath for a moment before letting it all out suddenly as Slip pulled out his length entirely, leaving long strands of her juices connecting his tip to her vent. Suddenly feeling cold and empty with his appendage gone, Mono whimpered, eyes widening soon after and growling at himself, shocked by his reaction. 'No, stop! What am I doing?!'

She gasped as he lowered her rear a moment later, a paw suddenly placed and rubbing at her inner thighs before tracing over her engorged lips and across her clit. Realizing what he was doing, she could do nothing but simply submit, feeling the touch of another creature pressing at her hindquarters, pushing her further within. The snake rumbled happily, his faint heartbeat heard in her ears, her own beating out of control as she was fingered. She could feel the furry digit thrust in and out, each hair sending tingles through her, letting out a muffled yelp in her hot prison as they arched the finger up and prodded at her sensitive G-Spot. She flexed her tail, hitting multiple people, realizing many must be nearby, waiting their turn to play with her. She closed her eyes, biting her lip, letting out a moan as the finger pulled back and the snake raised her high once more, free from the touch of the audience.

He gave a final rumble, his tongue lapping at her vent, slurping up her needy fluids, the labor of his work. Vera moaned back in her mind, Mono grunting as she whimpered, feeling that length withdraw as Slip threw his head back and finished the job. With a few more deep gulps, gravity aiding to help her fall, her hips, crotch, and legs quickly disappeared with only her tail exposed to the world. He clenched his maw around that, the flicking length going limp as she knew there was no point in fighting. Slip seemed to take enjoyment in her submission, his own tail flicking at the end of hers, feeling him sway her tail back and forth, even tugging on it softly. He curled his tongue around it, giving a final taste before, with a long, slow slurp, her last remaining scales were swallowed whole, the snake opening his maw just in time to show off her tail tip slipping into the dark abyss of his throat.

Once her whole body was encompassed with his flesh, she heard some cheering from the crowd faintly outside the scales, Slip uncurling himself around the pole and seeming to straighten out his coils. He gave a hiss of pleasure, Mono letting out a groan as a sudden barrage of rough rubbing suddenly pressed down on her form, the hands of many of the onlookers pressing up into the snake's scales, massaging her as she descended. The snake spoke up, watching it all happen as her lump passed down inside him, "You see, you are no different than a piece of meat now. No one would dare to save you. They all know what happened to you, eaten alive before their very eyes, yet no one cares. Still, a wonderful meal that I will cherish. In fact, I think I may put your skull on display in my home. I do love dragons.~"

After that, he seemed to not pay much attention to her, dancing a little more on the pole, showing off her sinking form within his coils, warning other prey that had not chosen digestion that they could easily become a permanent part of a predator if they so chose. Soon after he bid them farewell, Mono's world soon pressed through another sphincter as she was pushed into his stomach deep inside his coils, coming to a stop finally as the fluids washed around her form, squelching and gurgling as it kneaded them into her. She could feel him slithering away, the voices and booming music slowly fading away as he retreated into what she assumed was the back of the club.

When he finally settled down somewhere in the back, he spoke to them, teasing them about their fate. "What a performance. The crowd was wild for you, little morsel. You were the star of the show tonight! You should feel honored. But now..." His muzzle brushed over her still form, Mono simply waiting and trying not to focus on the groaning between her legs as she hadn't orgasmed yet. Not that she wanted that!

"You will be turned into something much more fitting. You chose to be digested alive, to become mere fat on my coils. Do you know why I'm so much larger than other snakes? Why I can swallow prey your size? Because I've eaten and digested so many prey before you, so many that I grew and grew to be able to accommodate creatures like you, showing that magic and nobility mean nothing in the great circle of life. You were always a piece of meat simply living like you were something else. But now you don't have to do that. You are just food now, meat and fat. You are a part of me so relish in that fact and let go. There's no point in hiding it."

Mono felt the world around her going darker and dimmer as her world shifted and began to fade. She knew she'd have to fade away until Vera could reform her later, praying she was still there. 'Alright, Vera, are you there? I... I can't hold on much longer.'

~Yeah, I got this. You'll be awake in no time... just fade away for now...~ She went to work soon after, watching as those unearthly golden strings of light reached out around her form, reaching into the flesh of the predator. Mono eventually calmed down, giving in to the churns and fluids rising around her wings and tail, making her feel tingly.

She blinked as the world began to dim, unable to form coherent thoughts anymore before the fleshy embrace and gurgles and groans turned numb, leaving her floating in an abyss as everything went dark.

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She awoke sometime after, dizzy and groaning as the world slowly became clearer. She could feel the lack of flesh around her form, still wet though with his fluids covering her scales, pressing herself up and onto her stomach from lying on her side, the room around taking shape. They were in some back room, a large couch spanning an entire wall laid out, a large picture of Slip hung up on the wall. She glanced around, the snake nowhere to be seen, assuming it must have been a while since Mono was digested and reformed, happy that the lack of air continued to pass her out before feeling any pain. Oddly enough she was still inside Vera's body, checking she was there. 'God... Vera, are you there?'

She paused for a moment when she didn't answer, her thoughts eventually stirring. ~I am, yes. We should get going, we uh... We aren't needed her anymore.~ She blinked, shaking her head to clear it, glancing around and exiting into the hallway and out a backdoor to the left. They ended up in an alley near the back of the building, the two of them returning home soon after. Along the way, she let out a long sigh, heart relaxing now that it was over, happy to hear the music from the club fade away into the background. It had been overwhelming, scary, and horrible but... she couldn't deny the pleasure she felt from being a female. It felt amazing and so unreal from how she'd imagined it would feel before but... that was it. She hated being eaten, being humiliated like that. She didn't have a choice. Right?

She struggled with these thoughts as they trailed home, Vera and Mono staying oddly quiet as they walked. She was happy to be rid of the noise, following her normal path back home, trying to get home quickly so as to not draw attention to herself. She would turn back into a human once they were inside. For now, she was content to drink in the silence and think about it all, letting go of the tension and preparing for the next predator ahead.