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I stepped out of the rental car and sighed contently. I watched my warm breath disrupt the cool night air as a white steam, which would then dissipate quickly. The sun was now well below the horizon and the stars began to shine against the receding light. "Once I get myself out of the forest, they will be even more noticeable." I thought to myself. It would only be a few more minutes now until dark skies completely took over. Even more so since the moon phase was a New Moon.

"Tonight is the night!" I cheerfully told myself. "Tonight I get to see the northern lights!"

I had traveled to Iceland as a personal gift to myself in celebration of graduating. It had taken a few extra months to finally get my passport in, but it was well worth the wait. By postponing to the late autumnal months, I would likely be able to see auroras during the nighttime hours. I had always been inspired by the night sky. Until arriving in Reykjavik the other day, I had never seen the Milky Way. It was an incredible sight to see. I was also able to visit all the landmarks I had wished to visit. I saw the ice glaciers of Jokulsarlon, visited the black sand beaches of Reynisfjara, and even got to swim in the Blue Lagoon in a small snowstorm.. I went on various tours around the island, I got to stand at the base of volcanoes and walk along great fjords and cliffs. It truly is the "Land of Fire and Ice." All was simply remarkable, but I still lacked the auroras. Unfortunately, every night since the initial arrival has been cloudy or rainy. Tonight was the last forecasted clear night before I needed to return home. It was auroras or bust.

Equipped with nothing but warm clothing, I walked out into the snow. It would be roughly a mile walk to the area I wanted to scout for the auroras. I relied solely on my knowledge of my surroundings to guide me. I figured it wouldn't be difficult to relocate my vehicle, as the place I was going was an opening in the forest. In order to go back, just back into the forest and walk for a bit.

I began my trek, the only sounds were the echoes of my footprints marking themselves in the snow. The welcomed scent of pine and wood filled the surrounding air. It wasn't desperately cold, but the only warmth I felt in the air came from walking through my own respirations. I smiled, there was nothing else I'd rather be doing.

I got more and more antsy as I continued towards the opening, the excitement building up in every step. I figured only a few more minutes of walking should get me there. I carefully stepped over small shrubbery and veered out of the way of trees in my way. Every now and then light from the stars shone through the thick canopy of tree leaves above me. I was ready to convince myself that once I stepped out from the forest the auroras would be there waiting for me. I quickly subdued these thoughts as I knew it would still be a while before I got my first glimpses of any auroras.

After just another two minutes of walking I saw the opening to the clearing. Wanting to wait no more, I just about started jogging. Upon reaching the clearing I paused. There was already a contrast in the reflections of the snow. The dark forest gave way to the sparkling snow which captured the light from above, and shone them right back into my eyes. I looked up, the last light from the sun now crept beyond the horizon, the core of the Milky Way was beginning to make its presence known. I walked into the opening a good distance, the land was so flat and vast as far as the eye could see. Only mountains lay ahead of me, and the forest at my back. I walked until when I would look up, my field of view was obstructed by any interfering structures. I could now see the outer bands of the galaxy. It was an inspiring sight.

I sat down in the snow while continuing to stare into the night sky. I felt my thoughts evade me. All my senses were tuned out, my eyes were transfixed on the glowing that was the Milky Way.

Suddenly, something was shot into my lower right shoulder. I instantly recoiled as my senses flooded back and attempted to grab whatever had struck me. After a moment of frantic fumbling about, I was able to grip what felt like a thin rod. It had been lodged deep into my jacket, it just about reached my undershirt, so thankfully it hadn't pierced my skin. I yanked the foreign object from my clothing and brought it around to where I could examine it.

From the looks of it, It was a narrow spine of some sort. It was about the length of 7-8 inches, no wider than the body of a pencil at the base, and thinning to a point at the end. The stars supplied enough light to where I could see differences in color of the spine. It was a pure white at the thin end, and it transitioned into a creamy brownish color at its base. It was very tough, yet also quite dexterous as I could bend it. What was most interesting however was that the body seemed to be hollow, and it was leaking some pearlescent liquid from the sharpened tip. The liquid seemed to be very viscous and slow moving. I turned the spine downward, the flow of the fluid was hardly affected by gravity. "The hell?" I quietly asked myself.

I stood up quickly and turned my head around to face the forest in an attempt to spot the origin of the object. Nothing stood out in the woods, the trees were still and undisturbed. I wiped the snow from my legs and struck a somewhat defensive stance. The object was likely a projectile considering it suddenly lodged itself into my clothing. My confusion was immeasurable. Something falling from the sky perhaps? I looked to the sky, still littered with hundreds of stars. I observed the spectacle, looking for any discrepancies that could explain my current situation.

After the few seconds I heard rustling from the forest ahead of me, I looked down in the direction of the trees once more. The trees looked as if they were swaying in the wind, yet I could feel no wind. The swaying came to a stop, I took a step to the forest and leaned forward. I squinted my eyes, a foolish attempt to sharpen my vision in the darkness. All in an instant there was an abrupt displacement of the tree branches. I had no chance to evade what came next. I could hear the whistling of the projectile before I could see it, and I only saw it as it hurdled through the air right before striking the meat of my upper thigh. It felt like I had been shot.

"AHHHH! FUCK!" I cried out and stumbled backwards. I managed to stay upright, however. I looked down to my thigh, there was another one of the spines lodged deep within my upper leg. I stuck my leg forward and made a diamond-shaped opening with my hands as I pressed down onto my thigh, making a mound with my quadricep to elevate the spine. I winced as I could feel the spine deep within my leg. I shakily moved my hand to grip the spine, using my free hand I shoved the loose clothing around my neck into my mouth to bite down on. I took a deep breath as I ripped the spine from my flesh. I groaned through the fabric in my mouth. As I caught my breath, I looked at the new spine. The blood from my leg stained the whiteness of the spine. I could see the same mystery fluid from earlier leak from this one as well. Whatever it was now deep within my flesh.

I looked up, I felt as hot the summer sun as now I could really feel the adrenaline flowing through my bloodstream. A figure was now emerging from the tree line. "Oh shit! Oh Shit! OH SHIT!" I was not waiting around to see whatever the hell it was.

I turned from the forest and began to sprint across the snowy tundra. With the help of the adrenaline I was able to sprint on my impaled leg. My heart pounded loudly in my ears, and my lungs eagerly inhaled the cool crisp air. I felt as if I was flying across the snow. The feeling didn't last long, however. My leg, right around the wound, began feeling warm. "What the hell shot me?" My curiosity overcame the fear, I turned around. Nothing could prepare me for what I saw.

Maybe 100 yards behind me was a four-legged beast patiently making its way towards me. I couldn't make much more out of it. Whatever it was blended in perfectly with the snow. It was also massive, even at the large distance and its natural camouflage, its size was ungodly. I stumbled over myself in fear. It continued to walk at a steady pace, as if it were in no hurry. Why? I had a hunch. I got myself up and began to run again, I pushed my fist into my injured thigh. I couldn't feel anything. It was completely numb.

It was paralyzed. And it was spreading.

I could feel that same warmness crawling up into my hip, and down over my calf. It didn't take but a few more strides as I completely lost control over my leg. I scanned the horizon for shelter, I wouldn't be able to outrun this thing. There was nothing in the immediate area, I was out in a snowy tundra of Iceland. There were mountains out ahead, but well out of reach, and the forest was in the direction of the thing chasing me!

I was now a hobbling mess, unable to control one leg, and in partial control of the other. Eventually my upper body weight became too much weight to carry for my diminished legs. I collapsed face first into the snow. The cool snow stung my warm face. I pulled my head up and began frantically gripping at the snow in an attempt to crawl forward. Looking behind me the beast continued on at its constant pace, yet now it closed in on me. The same warm rush had now fully washed over my chest into my shoulders. The fatigue in my arms combined with the tingling was enough to make me realize that my body has now completely betrayed me. I ensured my last movements would place my head away from the animal, I didn't want to see what was coming next.

My fingers were the last thing to move, they spasmed uncontrollably as I tried desperately to get any brain signals to reach them. It was absolutely terrifying. My brain was screaming at my body to move, but it just wouldn't. All I could do was sit and wait. My breath had now steadied as the paralytic treatment took over full control. My warm breath washed back into my half snow-buried face. Only one of my eyes was out of the snow. I could hear the distant crunching of the snow get ever so slightly louder. Still in control of my sight, I looked towards the origin. Louder and louder and louder until-, I saw the shadow of the figure fall over my body. Even in the darkness of night the stars provided just enough light to mask the creature's shadow over the reflective ice-white snow beneath me.

I wanted so desperately to cry out for help, but with no use of my body, such a task was impossible. So I just waited, waited for what was going to happen next. I heard the being exhale heavily, a guttural bellow emanating from it. Then I was able to get my first close up of the creature.

Not just any creature, a Dragon.

A live, living, breathing dragon. Surely not? But it was! The dragon had entered my peripherals. Its body was not in sight, but the dragon's head and neck snaked over my body just in front of me. It was sniffing over my body. It used its enormous head to push into my torso and effectively roll me over. One of my legs got caught on the other, and my arms clumsily fell over my torso. My face was lifted from the snow, now able to see the dragon in all its glory.

Even lacking feeling, I sensed my heart skip a beat. I was able to see just how massive this creature was. It looked to be roughly 50 feet long, give or take. Its scales were white as snow and just as reflective. It was almost like it was glowing with how the light bounced off of its scales. Half of its body was a long slender tail that grew thick at the base. At its end was a dual-sided wing with over a dozen of the same spines that had found their way into my leg. Which meant that this thing had hunted and attacked me from a distance. All completely unbeknownst to me and hidden in the shadows. I felt sick to my stomach.

From its tail came its torso. It had incredibly powerful looking legs, their size alone looked to be the same size as my own torso. Its back was lined with two lines of frills, running down both sides of its spine. Next I noticed its wings, they were massive in the sense of wingspan, they looked like they were quite possibly greater in length than its body. They were also incredibly smooth and thin. The way the influence of gravity curved them under their sheer weight was remarkable. Those same wings were also attached to its forearms, which gave way to a single opposable thumb. The wings attached to a very distended looking chest. The chest itself seemed to be covered in many tiny spires. Which in turn gave way to the skin that began at the base of the neck. Its neck was just as wide as its head with the same frilled lining on its back, which attached finally to its head. Perhaps its most standout feature. It had two pairs of pronounced horns, complimented by a few dozen smaller horns circling its skull. The tough scales gave way to softer skin around its mouth, nostrils and eyes. The eyes which were a very soft blue, only noticeable at such a close distance.

Our eyes locked onto each other, piercing each other's very being like a dagger. The creature, without looking away, moved its body directly over mine. With each arm by one of my shoulders. Its chest hovered over the length of my body. Its long neck curled towards me as it continued to look down upon me like some pathetic thing. It brought its face mere inches from me and began to sniff over my face, the gusts forcing me to blink. I looked back into its eyes. It began to growl. Initially soft, but soon enough it was like it was screaming at me, and then it did. It looked to the sky in an ear shattering shriek. The cry lasted a few seconds, no doubt a victory cry. I was at its mercy, and any second now it was going to take advantage of it.

In a single movement, its head dove down straight at my head, jaws agape.

Before I knew it, the once colorful sky was obstructed by the gaping maw, and a tongue that pummeled straight into my face like a battering ram. My partially paralyzed face could still feel the immense heat that was the dragon's mouth. The beast clamped down onto my chest and upper back. My head was pressed deep into the soft tissue. I could feel myself being lifted into the air, my waist and legs no doubt hung beneath me. I have never felt so hopeless, it's one thing to be in this kind of situation, it's a-whole-nother predicament to not be able to do a damn thing to stop it. I was lying to myself that I was thrashing about, putting up a fight, but I wasn't. I was dangling between its jaws like some ragdoll. The worst of it was, I couldn't tell if the beast clamped down hard enough to slice my skin open with its razor sharp teeth.

The dragon swooped its head upwards momentarily putting me into a state of freefall. The light from the stars now poured into the dragon's mouth. Its mouth was a fleshy red color, with a dark pink tongue that guided me through my weightlessness. I watched in horror as my head fell down straight into the dragon's waiting throat. An audible gulp echoed around me as it swallowed. The dragon gave a few more lurches forward and back, sliding my being deeper and deeper within the beast's gullet. Finally I was deep enough into its throat where gravity was sufficient in guiding the rest of my body between its jaws and into its throat. In one final swallow, my whole body was fully encased in the dragon's throat. Breathing was nearly impossible, especially since it was automated to me. I was taking breaths of saliva and flesh, I could feel my lungs slowly beginning to burn. The saliva washing over my face forced me to close my eyes.

Fully encased in the darkness, and lacking feeling, my hearing was heightened. Audible squelching could be heard as my head parted the flesh ahead of me. A steady yet booming heartbeat resonated through the esophagus. It finally quieted when my head pressed against a tight ring of flesh that surely led to its stomach, it only briefly halted my descent. The powerful throat muscles pushed me forward and through the constricting flesh. Once through the tight passage my lungs filled themselves with the stale air, suspending the fire building within them. The rest of my body followed suit and took the fetal position. I couldn't tell just how much room there was. My face was pressed against the lining of the stomach, so it couldn't have been the most spacious of chambers.

I could hear the same heartbeat from just moments ago, this time heavily dampened by the surrounding flesh. I could also hear the inner workings of the beast's body. The insides of the dragon were certainly active, constant groaning and what sounded like the heavy breathing from the beast. I could actually sense myself slightly rising and falling with each and every breath, or from what I assumed. Fully submerged in darkness was nauseating, I couldn't tell up from down or left from right. Was I upright or upside down? I had no way of confirming having now been completely paralyzed. I guess one benefit of entirely lacking feeling, was that I wouldn't feel myself being digested alive.

It was totally unfair. I was going to die the most improbable, impossible, and outright unthinkable death possible. My anger faded into sadness. I swear I was probably crying, I just couldn't feel it. Mentally I fought hard, but I began to feel drowsy. Likely the final act of the toxin, unconsciousness. I tried to fight the need to pass out as long as I could, but eventually my mind became exhausted. It was like being knocked out for surgery. The toxin made me feel warm behind my eyes and my vision was filled with tiny pulsating stars. I spend my last seconds of sentience fully believing they were my last. Just like my body physically, my brain mentally gave out, and I fell unconscious.

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I found myself in an unfamiliar setting. It had appeared that I was in a large cave of some sort. The air was crisp and pure, I gasped, filling my lungs with the oxygen; The air filling every fiber of my being. More of my senses flooded back as I felt rejuvenated after the inhale. The surrounding walls towered over me in shades of blue and gray. They appeared to be made up of rock and ice. My theory was confirmed as the ground around me was cold and slick. Natural light bled through the ice, very faintly illuminating the cavern. I was unsure whether or not the light was sunlight, or from another light source. I turned my attention onto myself. My skin was sticky, it looked a bit inflamed and puffy. I was also completely in the nude! "Where the hell are my clothes?" I thought to myself. Then I remembered what occurred the night before.

I remembered how I was walking through the night. I remembered that I looked up to the sky and was shot in the leg by a spire of some sorts. I remember how that spire came from a dragon that had hunted me down. And lastly I remembered how that very dragon ate me alive!

I began to panic in my vulnerable state, wondering if that same dragon was still around. I briskly tried standing up, but quickly stumbled forwards to the ground. I caught myself as I fell, freezing in the process when my hands smacked the ground and echoed down the passageways ahead of me. I stood still for a moment listening and watching for any subtle changes. I sighed, confident that there was no imminent danger. My legs were still slightly numb, but not to the point where I wouldn't be able to walk. Slowly this time, I stood upright, balancing myself with my arms. I looked to examine my thigh, hopefully it wasn't infected. To my surprise, the wound had already mostly healed, nothing but a small scab and a bruise surrounding the entry sight. No infection could be seen, much to my relief.

I cautiously walked forward, careful to maintain my balance. I extended out my arms towards the passageway, allowing myself more stability as I trekked the corridor. My hand slid across the icy walls as my feet quietly smacked against the ground. I noticed the hairs on the back of my neck rise slightly at every step I took. I became more and more on edge, concerned with what may lay at the end of the hallway. More light crept into the corridor, signaling that an exit, or opening lay a few more paces ahead. I paused momentarily, taking in the surroundings. There were no auditory clues that allude to anything being on the other end, and the air seemed to become warmer. It all seemed rather inviting. I continued on. The passageway led to a slight bend where it reached an opening. Carefully I peered my head around the edge. The opening was massive. It was like peering down a massive dining hall of a long forgotten castle. The room I woke up in was large, the passageway was of great size too, but this was next level!

The most surprising thing however, was that my clothing lay in a small pile a few strides in front of me, much to my relief. I sprung myself from the shelter of the corridor into the opening. Only a mere second after reaching my clothes, just after I grabbed the fabric of my shirt; I noticed movement in the corner of my eye. I watched in unadulterated shock as the creature from the night prior rose before me. From the perspective in the archway of the corridor, its figure was hidden. However, now in the open, its presence was painfully obvious. I was so startled that I literally yelped like a dog like it had gotten its tail stopped on. I stumbled back, falling onto my rear. I watched as the dragon extended its winged arms outward, showing off its incredible size and wingspan. It fell from its standing posture and its forelimbs crashed into the ice and stone with ground-shaking power. The small earthquake reverberated through stone like ripples in water. I launched myself upright, still clinging to my shirt. I ran straight back into the corridor, down the passageway and back into the initial room. I paused upon entering the chamber. I scanned desperately for another tunnel that could lead to my safety.

No dice. I turned to run back down the tunnel, maybe if I was quick enough I could slip past it and find an escape route in the larger room. However it was too late.

Its shadow casted itself upon the stone. Once again I stumbled back onto the ground from the slick ice. It hadn't yet turned the corner, but the curves from the shadow of the dragon's head slowly became finer and finer until the white beast rounded the corner. The dragon roared loudly upon seeing me; The vibrations of the sonic waves rattling my chest in the process. It came to a stop, I stood upright in a last ditch attempt to appear unafraid.

Its arms out to its side and its blue eyes locked with mine. We were motionless together, each of us refusing to move. I didn't notice I was holding my breath until my lungs started to ache. I exhaled sharply, then gasped for fresh oxygen. Just a brief moment after that, one stride at a time, it began to close the distance between ourselves. It seemed to just be waiting for me to hesitate or make my fear known. Its taloned thumbs scraped against the stony floor, as well as its hind claws who clicked in contact with the rocky surface. Still I did not move, I had no escape routes anyways. As the dragon neared I noticed its breathing was more erratic and labored. Far from the composure it held the night prior. Its movements had a noticeable twitch in them, as if it were antsy. I had a bad feeling about what was getting ready to occur. The dragon now stood just a few feet in front of me. I felt its warm breath rustle my hair as its nostrils flared. It then rammed its nose straight into my chest, knocking me onto the ground. After flailing about momentarily, I gathered myself into a seated position. I froze, unsure what to expect next; stuck in a position where I sat up, one knee was bent and the other was laid out in front of me. I had one arm extended beneath me, hoisting me upright, While the other covered my shame. It made an expression that I could not decipher in response. A look of disappointment, perhaps?

The dragon then appeared to grin slightly, briefly baring its fangs. It slowly dragged the winged arm from its side towards my crotch area. Its talon caught the fabric of the shirt, and attempted to pull it off. I gripped tightly to my shirt as the fabric was lifted upward, exposing myself back into the cool air. The dragon looked at me as I looked at it. Slowly my grip on the fabric weakened as I willingly let go. The winged arm let the hanging fabric drop to the ground away from us. My arms shook slightly at my side as I awaited the dragon's next move. The dragon, using the same arm, pressed my legs into the ground, pinning them into a state of extension. I pushed my thighs together, in an attempt to cover any bit of myself, much to the dragon's dismay.

The dragon leaned down with its head drawn back towards my lower body. The dragon's maw parted just barely above my sensitive bits. I shuttered as the hot breath washed over the underside of my flaccid shaft and scrotum. The monstrous head continued down to where my thighs no longer made contact and drew out its tongue. The tongue pressed between my calves and began sliding it upwards towards my groin. I winced as the hot and slimy appendage pressed apart my thighs as it pressed forwards. Once its tongue parted my flesh, it began to burrow its head between my thighs. I could no longer defend myself as the dragon's head fully spread apart my thighs and its tongue pressed firmly against my taint. I gasped at the touch of the foreign invader. The tongue gloated its length as it began its expedition by pressing against my taint, balls, and shaft all at once. It briefly paused only to push down and massage the intimacies of my flesh in a slow drawn out lick. My back arched and my head spun at the pleasure shock.

The dragon removed its tongue from my flesh, I wave of relief washed over me, hoping this would be the end of my torture. I was not granted such a reprieve, as the parted maw once again crept into my sensitive bits. This go around however, the dragon fully enveloped my soft organ within its jaws. The dragon's lips pressed into my balls and began suckling on my shaft.

"Uhhhh, there's a damn dragon sucking you off!" My brain yelled out to me. My body refused to respond in fear of the teeth that surrounded my manhood.

Those same teeth scraped against my sensitive skin. The heat of its maw now solely squared around my shaft. The heat inside its jaws was far warmer than any female that I had been with. That and the wetness that now coated the entirety of my lower anatomy combined together to create an entirely new feeling that was wholly impossible to accomplish with any human. The dragon's tongue now began to tease my cock from the inside, brushing against the head and tip of my member. Using its tongue it swirled my shaft around, applying various pressures against the skin; attempting to coax any bit of arousal into my system.

As much as I wanted to resist the attack on my genitals, my mind was beginning to feel clouded with arousal. I began to loosen and enjoy the experience. I could feel my shaft begin to harden within the dragon's jaws. The logical side of my brain was screaming at me. "You cannot enjoy this! It's a goddamned feral beast!" And of course the other half attempted to silence those yells with, "Yes I see what you're saying, But it just feels too damn good!" There was logic on both sides, but I already knew which side was going to win. Plus, I could only imagine what would happen if I tried to back out now. I could hear the satisfied trills from the dragon, clearly pleased that its efforts were gettin me hard. Hearing those trills fully convinced me, whether it was the right decision or not, the best I could do was to lay back and enjoy the experience that was taking place.

The dragon continued its efforts in enticement as it snaked its tongue away from my dick towards my balls. Already wet from the saliva of its jaws, it caressed them as its tongue folded around them, cautiously lifting and settling them down again. Once again its lips pressed into my balls, this time parting slightly so it too could suck on them. My breathing was beginning to become more labored as my arousal grew. The suction on my balls forced small groans to escape my throat in response. I couldn't help but twitch at the constant stimuli. I forced myself to stay as still as possible so as not to disturb the dragon's ambitions. I balled my fists and bit my lip to keep myself still. My cock was now nearly fully erect. I imagine it wouldn't take but a few more seconds of continuous stimulation to my sack to get me there.

It removed its lips from my scrotum so as to continue onto the next area that interested the dragon. My backside was the next target, as the tongue slid between my asscheeks. The tip of its tongue pressed softly into my anal opening, not penetrating it. The new sensation startled me as nothing had ever gone near my rear. I gasped and closed my eyes, sucking in the air through my teeth. It was wholly unexpected, but not entirely unwelcome. That feeling is what finally got me over that last edge. My cock now sat painfully erect, patiently waiting for the return of the dragon's attention. Which is what I opened my eyes to. The dragon stared quite intently at my elongated shaft as it provided a few final licks over my ass.

The dragon pulled away for a brief moment, its neck forming a slight "s" shape. The cool air rushed back over my sensitive bits, making me sharply inhale. The coolness didn't last long as the dragon pressed its snout into my legs, forcing them further apart than before. Once the dragon presented my groin to itself, it opened its maw wide. I got a good view of its flat spade-shaped tongue that rounded into a smooth point. Its irregular teeth shone in the light, and I could view just how cavernous its maw actually was. It brought its jaws to clamp down gently over my torso, my legs dangled outside of the left and right sides of its maw, respectively. The lower jaw cupped just around my tailbone, the upper jaw clamping over my stomach. Those surprisingly mobile lips made contact with my skin on both sides, and its teeth gently poked into my frame. I was completely unable to see any of my lower anatomy as it resided within the dragon's mouth. I wasn't terribly afraid that the dragon would harm me at this point, so I cautiously waited to see what the dragon had in store for me.

The dragon proceeded to show me just how long and prehensile its tongue was. The thick end of the dexterous organ carefully wrapped around my erect maleness. The middle area of the tongue slipped further down, pressing over the entirety of my scrotum and taint. Lastly, the fine tip of the dragon's tongue pressed against the opening of my anus. All of my groin was in contact with the organ from shaft to ass. I groaned slightly at the wide variety of stimulation being provided to me. The tongue then began to constrict my shaft, slide over my balls, and change the amount of pressure on my anus in one stroke. If this wasn't enough, the dragon then began purring like a cat! I couldn't believe it. It was the most unique thing, beating any experience possible in life! The tongue continued to slide back and forth, tighter and looser, quicker and slower; all of it while vibrating my core. I could feel my mouth hanging open, if my tongue wasn't attached to my throat, I was sure it would've fallen right out of my mouth. I wouldn't last long if this continued. Then the tongue tip that had so cautiously teased my virgin pucker, began to press more forcefully. In a quick stroke, before I could prepare, it pressed inward spreading my anus open for the first time ever. I moaned louder than before as I instinctively bucked into the dragon's maw. After the single thrust the dragon withdrew its tongue from my ass, and retracted its jaws off of my groin. I was heartlessly denied the joy of its previous actions. I somewhat snapped back to reality as I watched the dragon back off it to the standing position it has been from earlier. The look of confusion and disappointment on my face was painfully blatant. The dragon had a sly grin across its muzzle as it licked its lips clean of saliva. I noticed a certain fire within its eyes. One I hadn't quite seen yet. It was unmistakably feral and deranged. I began to feel a little scared.

Our moment of mutual stillness was interrupted as the dragon extended its winged arm just a few inches from the side of my face. I could feel the vibrations in the ground as it pressed against the stone. The dragon moved its head down towards me, it drew a slow lick across my torso and across my chest until the tip of its tongue grazed the underside of my chin. I whimpered slightly in response. It brought its other forearm up to me and pressed my chest down, pinning me to the ground. I stared upwards as the dragon began to crawl over me. I watched as its head passed over me, followed by its long neck and prominent chest. The dragon came to a stop overhead, its white underbelly was now all that was in my vision. The heavily armored scales of its chest graciously transitioned into the smaller scales that lined the dragon's lower stomach. My eyes trailed naturally downwards towards the groin of the dragon. There I could see what lay just ahead the base of the thick tail.

Nestled perfectly between the two powerful thighs of the dragon, was an ever so slightly swollen sex in desperate need of attention.

It began to make sense of why the dragon was doing what it was doing. It certainly didn't explain why and how this situation should even be possible, but we're well past that point. Another factor is that I hadn't even considered what the sex of the dragon was, I was too busy drowning in pleasure. A wave of relief washed over me as it appeared that the dragon was indeed a female. I didn't even want to think of this circumstance as the other way around.

My mind returned to the vertical slit that was positioning itself over my pole. The flesh surrounding her cave swelled up slightly, a light pink hue accompanied the swelling, likely from the increased blood flow. The scales just around her cave were so small and fine that they could hardly be considered scales at that point. It was the heat escaping from her wet heat that was most noticeable. Even the air was noticeably warmer from a close enough distance. Which is where I currently found myself, in the most intimidating state of affairs I could think possible.

Suddenly she growled from above, drawing the entirety of my attention. I turned my head slightly, looking towards the origin of sound. I met with the dragoness's eyes. I knew something was going to happen as she narrowed her eyes, I shuttered with anticipation. I turned back to watch, in both awe and horror, as she came crashing down towards my manhood. I gulped as I felt the air around my tip get warmer and warmer until...

Her vent collided with the tip of my shaft, pressing my erection against my stomach as her hips pressed further downwards. I gasped as her wet lips graced both sides of my cock, not yet forcing penetration. My hands pressed into the upper stomach just below the bulge of her chest as my breath got caught in the air. The skin felt surprisingly warm against my palms. I heard a small grunt escape the dragon, one not yet satisfied. Her hips grinded upward against the full length of my shaft, centering to opening to her vagina just barely against my tip. She drove her hips down against my length, forcing my entry within her depths. I gasped in tune with a sharp roar from the dragon. My God was it hot and wet. The maw of the beast had the same qualities just moments ago, but this was far more superior. All of my groin became submerged with vaginal fluids. Her vent felt like it was heated by a flame burning from within her gut. She slowly began to lift up, before repeatedly impaling herself on my cock.

Despite the size of the dragoness, she was surprisingly tight. Her pink and velvety folds gripped at my flesh as her hips rock up and down. And despite my size compared to her, I couldn't help but overhear the satisfied irregular breaths escape her jaws. My anxiety caused by her intimidating figure began to wash away. I focused more not on what was happening, but rather that I was enjoying what was happening. I was beginning to feel blissful. The rhythmic thrusts up and down and the slightly audible squelching of colliding flesh was all that was needed to permanently detach any second thoughts from my mind. I found my arms flailing incidentally, looking for something to grasp ahold of. I grabbed at the ankles that belonged to the muscular legs that resided at each side of my hips. Their heavily armored scales provided a staggering contrast to the satin skin that lined the folds of her chasm.

The dragoness continued her rhythmic pumping, albeit now at a more frenzied pace. Her eagerness was blatantly apparent as she occasionally bottomed herself out on my shaft. Her juices leaked against my stomach and scrotum. Our contact between flesh made audible thumps and squelches that seemed to echo against the walls of the cave. Every time she fully enveloped me sent waves of pleasure though my body. Her thrusts were so forceful I could feel the folds of her vent occasionally embrace my balls; Much to my satisfaction. This sensation was going to bring me to the edge, I was sure of it. I looked for a way to distract my mind.

I withdrew my grip from the rigid scales of her legs, and instead found the lower stomach of the dragon. I extended an arm upward in curiosity, pressing into them. The white flesh tensed up before relaxing again. The scales were so fine and soft it's like I was touching living silk! That, and skin was already marred by the wetness of her vent. Sliding my hands over the glossy flesh provided no resistance at all. It was as if I was sliding over perfectly smooth ice, but not nearly as cold. I could hear pleased grunts from the dragon as my hands explored the lustrous skin. I could feel the muscles surrounding her vagina tense and relax under the skin. The ever so slight ripples raced through my hands. The satisfaction I was bringing her only spiked my own arousal, I could feel the familiar pressure trying to build up deep in my groin.

I was snapped out of such feelings when her humps now became incredibly erratic along with her breathing. Her eagerness was palpable as her thrusts became increasingly more powerful. Realizing the danger I was in, I tried pushing with more authority against her gut. This only seemed to entice her even more. She bounced off my hips bringing most of my length into the outside air. I watched as her legs tensed as she readied to thrust down with power.

"Uh Oh." Was all I could think to myself.

Without me noticing, in one quick swipe she slid her winged forearm under my back, lifting me from the stone. Swiftly she rolled over onto her backside and she continued to press me deep into her vent with her arm. Her legs folded over me as her forearm stretched out widely. The action locked me tightly between the powerful thighs and her cunt. In a series of frenzied roars and snarls as she came violently. Her vaginal folds clamped down tightly against the entirety of my length forcing a startled gasp from myself. I let out a silent scream as her contractions brought forth a surging orgasm. In the most euphoric peak I'd yet experienced, I effortlessly painted the interior of her cavern with my semen.

The seizing of her sex tugged and constricted at my flesh, eagerly pumping me dry of everything I had. The dragoness's long neck forming an exaggerated "j" like position, her snout pointed straight up. Her maw hung wide open as she pawed at the open air. The guttural roars softened to quiet grunts and hisses. We both struggled to catch our breaths as we climbed down from cloud nine together. She leaned her head down to the ground as if she were exhausted from the performance. Her legs still crossed over my backside and my spent erection resided in her used cave. My chest lie against the silky flesh of her stomach and my head lay just at the rise of her distended chest. My arms rolled down her abdomen as I rose and fell slightly at the dragons softening breaths. We sat there in that position for a few moments.

Slowly but surely her legs relaxed and removed themselves off of my waist. I was slightly pushed upward as her flesh rebounded from the decrease in applied pressure. I was unsure if I should remove myself from her insides, or if I should even just move off of her all together. Her neck wrapped around over itself, forming a sideways "u" shape, if you were facing her from the side. I pressed myself upright into a seated position, removing myself from her folds. My softening shaft rested against her vaginal lips, not yet wanting to escape their warm embrace. Our eyes once again met, this time, however, the untamed intensity seemed to have washed away. Only the soft glow of compassion remained in them. Her facial expressions were relaxed and controlled. The feral beast seemed to have been tamed into a whole new creature entirely.

"What next?" I thought to myself.

The dragon pulled its left arm from its outstretched form back towards its sides. Its opposable thumb made its way over her chest towards mine. I watched silently as the talon approached my skin. The thick nail rounded to a fine point, just like the spikes of its tail. I held my breath as the claw contacted my chest, just above where my heart would be. The talon applied just enough pressure to scrape at the first layer of my skin. I didn't quite understand the action the dragon was performing, or if it had any significant meaning. Just a muddled expression of confusion was all I could offer the dragon in return. Her look quickly faded into a sly little smile as the dragon moved the winged arm from my chest, in the process, slightly clawing at my pec, I winced as it drew the smallest amount of blood. The talon now found my upper back, this time resting against my skin rather than poking into it. I could feel the leathery membranes of the wing drape over my shoulders as the dragon slightly pushed me forwards closer to her.

The dragon snaked its head to be just inches from mine. Just like it had when it ate me, I certainly thought I was to be eaten again. Instead the unthinkable happened. The dragon closed the gap between my face and extended its now well known tongue through my mouth, forcefully parting my jaw. Its thick lips met mine as its tongue swiftly slid over my own into the back of my throat. I grunted and fought the need to gag as the dextrous organ sank itself deep into the unexplored depths of my esophagus. My eyes widened at the entirely new feeling. The organ then began to slide in and out, massaging the walls of my throat, once again puring like it had before. This action did force me to involuntarily gag, and eventually choke. I coughed as the slimy appendage expelled itself from my throat. The dragon spit caked the inside of my mouth in the wake of the coughing fit whilst I caught my breath.

I looked at the dragoness, unsure what to make of the events that just transpired. I found my mind beginning to form countless questions, ones to which I wasn't sure could possibly be answered.

"Wh-, What... What was that????" I asked aloud, somewhat rhetorically. The dragon tilted its head to the side in confusion. Just like a dog would when you asked it questions about the Universe.

God, the way it behaved, its mannerisms screamed that it wasn't just some deranged animal. I had to know... "Can you..." I paused, sucking in more air to satisfy my bated breath. The dragon untitled its head, waiting patiently for me to finish my question. "Can you understand me?" I asked, this time my question wasn't so rhetorical. The dragon spawned a wide grin across its muzzle, its eyes burned softly with intelligence; Intelligence I hadn't noticed before. She seemed pleased that I had quite possibly figured it out. My goodness I was lost.

I looked down, thinking about the past actions that led up to this moment. My desire to see the auroras led to a wildly improbable predicament. A predicament that created a moment in which I will always remember. A soft coo came from the dragon. I looked at her, struggling to find words. "H- H..." It's like I was choking on the letters themselves. "How!" I finally blurted out, my heart racing with rejuvenated excitement. "How are you real!? What we did! What d-." I looked up to the dragoness's eyes, my own brimming with concern. "Why!?" I asked hastily. The dragon let out small grunts and chirps in short quick breaths, all the while the grin stayed glued to her cheeks. Her head turned slightly as her eyes looked upward only to meet me again. I swore she was laughing. Amused at my terrible lack of understanding.

The dragoness moved her winged arms to where her talons slid under my armpits. The flexible thumbs pulled upward, lifting me from my seated position, my feet just barely contacting the soft skin. I fell limp as I was lifted into the air, letting her do as she pleased. "What are you doing?" I asked her. She brought her arms back towards her head, I dangled in the air just in front of her maw. Her now well-acquainted tongue escaped outwards, swiping a quick lick across my chest where her talon had drawn blood. I looked down as her tongue escaped back to her mouth. The drying blood was cleaned away as if it was never there, the small incision appeared to mend together before my very eyes. I looked at her in awe.

"What. Are. You?" I asked, desperately yearning for an answer.

The dragon tilted her head slightly to the side and closed a single eye. The damn thing winked at me! Any ideas I had of having some understanding of the situation escaped me. I was entirely, completely, and absolutely bewildered. She opened her eye again to catch one last glance of me before she swiftly flung her jaws agape, bathing me in the warm breath of her maw. Her long tongue flew out to me at supersonic speeds, wrapping around my torso. Her winged arms guided me towards her awaiting gullet.

"Wait!" Was all I could say as her jaws clamped over my waist.

I struggled feverishly against her tongue as her jaws prevented me from even moving. I wasn't necessarily scared of being eaten, as that had already happened to me. Rather, I had this insatiable belief that this was the last time, whether I lived to see another day or died at her hand right now, that I would not get the answers to my questions. I began struggling in a desperate attempt to get her to spit me out.

I felt gravity shift as she swung her head upwards to the sky. Her lips parted and her tongue uncoiled letting me enter weightlessness. My body flew upwards briefly leaving the cavern of her maw. My body was in line like a steel beam except for my arms that flailed through the air as I stopped rising. My stomach lurched as I felt gravity pull me back into her spread apart jaws. I watched off to the side as the rest of the outside word disappeared behind the flesh that connected her upper and lower jaws. As I began to fall deeper I looked to where I could expect to land, which in this case happened to be the back of her throat. It quivered and pulsed, eagerly awaiting my arrival just not even a second from now. As my head fell past her teeth, my flailing arms and head effortlessly cut through long thick strands of saliva that linked her open maw. Her tongue positioned itself as a slide that would guide me to the entry of her gullet. My arms instinctively stretched out forwards to brace myself for impact. Unfortunately this didn't work. My hands bounced off of her slick tongue and shot straight into her throat. The thick spade-like area of her tongue welcomed my barreling face as I pummeled into the soft flesh. An audible gulp could be heard as my hands penetrated the flesh. Her throat now held a vice grip against the entirety of my forearms.

I could feel her head return from pointing straight up. Her tongue laid itself out flat, catching the rest of my falling body. She swallowed again, now pinning my upper arms into her depths, my head would be the next to enter. She then lifted her tongue pressing me against her upper jaw. My chest sunk into the flesh of her tongue as my back was pinned against her soft palate. I could feel her lips pin my legs together, they wrapped against my hamstrings and quads. The tip of her tongue then slid towards the head of my now spent shaft. My arms thrashed within her throat as the tongue wrapped around the base of my cock before coiling to massage my tip. I grimaced in pleasure-overload as she licked over my currently ultra-sensitive flesh. The cavern surrounding me vibrated as she emitted various grunts. Based on the tone, she seemed to be enjoying my response from her efforts. The rub down continued a few seconds before the tip of her tongue slid between my asscheeks. Her snake-like tongue cupped my underside as a swallow tugged at my head. My head entered her throat up to my shoulder blades. I could only see darkness now within the void that was her throat. My calves now entered her maw, leaving only my feet, who were pinned together by her muscular lips, exposed to the cool air. The tongue then reverted back to my anal opening, where it pressed softly against the hole. My eyes widened as the tongue pressed hard enough against the tight passage, forcing entry. I recoiled harshly within her throat, causing the tube to vibrate. The vibrating kneaded my body as her tongue attended to my prostate. This time the invader crept a little deeper, up until the point where enough force was applied to push the entirety of my body down her gullet, rather than spreading my rear wider. She pushed me deeper and deeper until my hips found the tight flesh that led to the throat. Her tongue exited my rear as a loud gulp reverberated around me, forcing my hips to fully enter her throat. At the same time I felt my feet scrape against the points of her teeth as they followed my legs deeper. Again she looked upward, now letting gravity carry me the rest of the way to her stomach. Her tongue coiled around my calves and tickled at the bottoms of my feet as I descended, carefully guiding them towards the spread open passage.

My feet left the tongues embrace as they slipped into the throat. I now found the entirety of my body within the length of her esophagus. Light squelches could be heard as my hands spread open the flesh, and around my feet where the flesh closed tightly behind them. Her heartbeat was just as strong and deafening as before. Once again my face was tightly buried against her esophageal lining, breathing was not a possibility. Any attempt to open my mouth was met with the hasty entry of saliva. Rhythmic quivers washed over the length of my body, starting at my hands, and washing down over my chest, hips, legs, and eventually feet.

"So this is what being eaten feels like." I thought to myself. Having previously lacked feeling, and being batshit terrified, I couldn't quite get a sense of what this actually was like. I was still scared, don't get me wrong. But now I was fairly confident that this obviously sentient creature wouldn't bring me anymore harm.

The slow descent gradually got warmer and warmer as I neared her stomach. Her heartbeat softened by the time I felt an acute pressure against my hands. My descent almost nearly stopped as the flesh ahead of me parted, allowing my hands to enter her stomach. The rest was fairly straight forward. My arms entered, followed by my head, chest, waits, and legs. My arms and head pressed against the folds that lined her stomach as I was fully expelled from her throat. The tight stomach briefly expanded allowing all of my frame to enter as the sphincter once again flexed back into its closed position. The chamber then relaxed, pushing my body into a fetal position where flesh came down on me from all angles. I took in a breath of the stale air and wiped the spit from my eyes.

Nothing but the deep black of her gut, just as before.

I pushed against the flesh only for it to push back. I attempted to stretch out my leg, only briefly being able to hold it before the flesh forcefully rebounded. The stomach was unyielding. Small groans and churns rattled my frame. I could even feel various external pressures being applied to her stomach. Like she had either rolled over or was poking and rubbing at her gut. I continued my struggles for a minute or so, up untilI could feel this certain pressure deep within my chest. I hadn't yet exhausted myself physically, and was still breathing normally. I was quite concerned at what this could mean. Then, despite lacking sight, I could feel this odd fuzziness building up behind my eyes. I was fairly certain that I was running out of oxygen and beginning to suffocate. I felt my breathing intensify and my heart rate jump.

"Yep, I'm not getting out of here by my accords." I thought hopelessly.

I tried to calm myself by reminding myself that she ate me before, and I lived. That somehow after being eaten I woke up and wasn't digested. I had no choice but to put my faith within her. I attempted to calm myself down while naturally trying to fight off the need to pass out, but sure enough I felt a warmness begin to creep over my body. It started right behind my eyes and traveled to my toes. Little pulsating stars filled my vision as the surrounding groans became silenced. The lack of oxygen made me feel a bit euphoric, this helped distract my choking mind.

"Ah, here it is." I thought. The stars faded away and I blacked out...

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I groggily opened my eyes when I felt a cool breeze flow through my hair. Nothing but white. Once again I found myself half buried in the snow. My head spun lightly, also accompanied by a headache. Slowly I brought my arms from my side until they were up by my shoulders. I lifted my face from the snow, rolling over in the process. I looked upwards, there was nothing but fuzzy contrasts of color. I brought my arms to my eyes and rubbed against them, attempting to return my vision back to normal. I opened my eyes now with restored vision, I gasped at what lay before me.

Brilliant streaks of color illuminated the sky for likes in all directions. Vibrant greens, shimmering reds, and lustrous blues plastered against the black of the night sky.. My jaw hung open in awe. What I had spent days patiently waiting for now played out softly overhead. Their movement was subtle, like undulating serpentine streaks that swam slowly through the fluid of the air. I instantly pushed myself upright. The soft crunching of freshly laid snow was the only sound to fill my ears. I exhaled, relaxing myself, thick clouds of warm vapor escaped into the air before quickly dispersing. I sat still for a few minutes, just relishing at the display in the upper atmosphere.

A few minutes after getting to realize my wish, I took note of my surroundings. They were not unlike that of when I first came out here. Matter of fact, I looked to be in almost the same exact place as before. I looked around, the forest looked unchanged, and the mountains were still in place. I began to have doubts about my recent memories.

"Had I simply passed out? Surely not." I thought to myself. Everything seemed so real, it was all so vivid.

Even though I wished it to be true, I continued to convince myself otherwise, much to my disappointment. I thoroughly enjoyed the experiences I had, but maybe they were too good to be true. I turned my attention back to the Northern Lights. I would not let such a thing ruin my mood. I had wanted so much to see the auroras, some wild dream would not sour this moment.

I stayed out for a while until the auroras seemed to fade. I'm sure they would be out for longer, but their initial luster had faded, and I had my fill. I trekked back towards my car. I entered the forest, passing familiar sights which ensured I was traveling in the right direction. It didn't take long to reach the vehicle. Upon opening the door and sitting down, I started the car and the warm air. I reached for my phone, once I unlocked it I noticed something that couldn't be right. It was the day after!

"What the hell?" I quietly asked aloud. I investigated a bit more. It was actually the day after, or I suppose the night after. Social media also told me that tonight was the first time the Northern Lights had appeared all week. I was unsure if I was lucky or unlucky. I definitely missed my flight back, but I got to see the auroras. By now the car was warm enough to where I could remove my jacket. After removing my arm from its sleeve, I felt something poking into my side. After locating the area affected, I realized that something in my jacket pocket was poking at my skin.

I reached inside, and much to my surprise, there was an all too familiar spine! The brown and white dextrous spine marked ever so slightly pink at the tip. My heart skipped a beat, unsure of what to think. I flung down the drivers-side sun shade and propped open the mirror, turning on the overhead light in the process. I pulled my shirt down, exposing my left pec. There, faintly, was a small scar no more than an inch long. One I hadn't had before yesterday.

"You were real!" Was all I could think to myself.

All of those memories weren't just some dream. They were an actuality, they had happened. I then realized that she was the reason I got to see the auroras. Whether it was by her design or just plain luck, she allowed my wish to come true. I felt a warmness wash over me, one not caused by the car's AC. I closed my eyes in thought.

"Well, since I missed my flight, perhaps I could stay an extra day. This of course would allow me to visit more of the island. And maybe, just maybe, I would return to that opening to see the *auroras* once more..."