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Felix narrowed his eyes as he flew, searching for the telltale ripples and movements of the air that would show him a good thermal to rise on. The sun had risen well above the horizon, and the angle was bad, but Felix spotted the current of warm air he wanted a ways southeast. The emerald dragon tilted his pinions to let him glide towards the thermal. As the dragon swept into the upward flow he stretched his wings wide, tilting them back a little. He felt the air fill his wings, lifting his great bulk higher and higher into the sky. At last he felt the lift lessen, and he dropped into a shallow spiral, flapping every so often to maintain his height.

Felix looked down over his territory from heights few creatures could reach. His sharp green eyes traced out individual leaves on the autumnal forest beneath him. He saw quick motions and rustles of movement as all manner of animals passed beneath their branches. The dragon turned his gaze north, ignoring his lesser prey for now. To the north, the way he'd come from, a line of jagged mountains marched across much of the horizon. All around the sloping peaks the forest rose up in tumbled hills and cliffs, replaced by windswept meadows as the forest gave way to the roots of the mountains.

The dragon's home was a cavern nestled in among the broken stone, high amongst the peaks. He claimed this territory - the whole range, and the forest for miles around. He'd defended it for decades from other dragons, gryphons, and many more foolish beasts who'd sought to take what was his.

But Felix was not flying around today in tranquility. His borders had been breached, repeatedly, in recent months, by some burgeoning kingdom away somewhere in the south. At first, the dragon had only found their abandoned campfires and occasional tracks on the edge of what he claimed. That didn't bother him much. The dragon didn't maintain a true border. If he caught someone, he ate them, killed them, or drove them away. These travelers were the lucky ones he didn't catch.

But the frequency increased. Instead of small fires made for two, he began to find clearings stripped of loose wood for large blazes. Where once he might discover and devour an unlucky hunter, now he was coming across groups of two or three. He noticed the effects of these larger groups on his other, dumber prey, who started to move north.

Even then, Felix had not thought much of the problem. The larger groups didn't threaten him - in fact, he rather enjoyed getting to terrorize and eat several people at once. His territory was far larger than he needed to sustain himself, so his prey moving north was simply replaced with a larger diet of anthros and the horses they rode in on.

But then, he found the first village. Felix maintained a swath of land so large he couldn't visit it all regularly. Out to the east and a little south, the forest dwindled away to plains, and Felix had never cared much for the thinner beasts that made their home running over the tall grasses. He didn't venture that way often, until one day he decided he had a craving for a gazelle and instead found a farming community springing up on the edge of the forest, thanks to the trail left by hunting parties setting out from town.

That certainly hadn't lasted long. Felix had gorged himself on villagers, flying down and snapping up every anthro he saw. It had been much easier than catching a gazelle. He breathed fire on their granary and gulped down every idiot who tried to take him on with a pitchfork. He'd gone back to his lair with a wriggling gut and slept soundly for almost a day, digesting the would be farmsteaders and totally certain no one would dare come back when the survivors spread the word.

Imagine his surprise when he returned three days later, finally hungry again and a little curious to see if any opportunistic scavengers could be caught amongst the ruins for an easy dinner. Except the ruins were being repaired. The little upstarts had come back! They had cleared away some of the burned out wood, started a new stockpile of foodstuffs, and sent out more hunting parties to try and get the people back on their feet.

Well that had rather annoyed the dragon. Felix couldn't imagine a better way to claim this as his territory than eating half the town and burning down the buildings. This time when he flew down, he was in a fury. He made several passes, torching whole rows of homes and supplies. He landed on a couple of foxes who had been pelting him with arrows, then ate a wolf and a bear out of their armor like shellfish. He used his tail to knock valiant defenders into burning buildings, and swallowed one parrot whole when she tried to rally the town.

This time, Felix flew after the fleeing survivors like a winged terror. He made certain they knew there was no coming back this time. At last, the emerald dragon went back to his cavern, certain once again that the world knew to fear him and respect his territory, unless they wanted to be eaten.

And they left the burned out village behind, at last. But they didn't leave Felix alone. He continued to catch hunting parties in his territory. Once again, they were little enough threat. The dragon particularly enjoyed forcing one father to fuck his son into the wyrm's mouth, before he ate the dad too. The kingdom lacked the sense to stop at hunting parties, however.

One day, a knight rode right into the dragon's lair, declaiming in excessive rhetoric that he was to be slain on the orders of some king who had heard about the village. He ate the stupid lion's horse, then jerked himself off with the knight and ate him too.

Before he swallowed the lion with his load, however, the knight opened his big mouth again and told Felix of a whole group of knights, traveling behind him to kill the dragon, on the rare possibility that the lion didn't manage it himself. After a nap to digest the moron, Felix was obliged to leave his comfortable lair once more.

He found the knights easily enough. He ambushed them at night, catching their guard napping and slurping down one of them when she tried to escape by swimming away across a pond. He ate their horses, taunted them, forced them to jump in his mouth of their own accord, and even got the knights to fuck each other down his throat. He made sure to leave a survivor, a rhino with a sadistic streak who Felix was pretty sure would come crawling back at some point to follow his friends into the reptile's stomach. He ordered the former knight back to the king to inform him of the dragon's habits and perhaps finally show the crazy kingdom the foolishness of encroaching on the dragon's territory.

It hadn't worked. Felix had caught a set of three hunters in a clearing just two days ago. He'd tried to get them to talk about their village, but they'd been remarkably close lipped. Felix had eaten them, but he would have much rather gotten some good information out of them first.

Now the emerald dragon was hungry again, and he went south once more. He was searching for what he was now considering inevitable - trespassers on his land. As Felix glided through the air, soaring over his territory, he caught a glimpse of motion through the trees. And another one.

Felix's eyes were sharp, but the wind stirred the branches of the forest and made it difficult to do more than spot movement. But as he focused, he became certain he had found anthros. The motion was too regular, moving in a straight line through the forest.

Instinctively, the dragon pulled his wings in for a sharp dive, but he went back into a glide after a moment's thought. He did not appreciate these constant forays into his land anymore. He was going to have to make some big statements and go into their territory, but he could fly for several days without finding them.

He also wasn't sure he could get the information out of the hunters below. They had to know when he caught them that they were already food. Giving up the location of their village would just doom their friends and family to be eaten too. But Felix wasn't a fool. Maybe there was a way to find out what he needed before he even landed.

The dragon tucked his wings in for a shallower dive than before. As the wind rushed past him, he angled his sinuous body so that he swept around to the west of his prey, ensuring his shadow would never pass over them. He narrowed his eyes against the rushing air and tried to focus on the hunters.

Unlike many Felix had caught, these hunters appeared to have already snagged their catch. Two timber wolves, fairly similar in coloring and size, were walking in a straight line due east-southeast. One had a feral deer slung over its shoulders. The dragon was hard pressed to make out more detail as they passed under the trees, but it didn't matter. These wolves must be going home.

They were near the edge of Felix's territory, but that was close enough for the dragon. He'd seen all he needed to for now. He dropped lower and lower, rushing over the treetops as the wolves approached a clearing. At just the right moment the great wyrm flared his wings wide, shedding his forward momentum and rising up twenty feet above the canopy. He spotted his prey just below him, turning in horror at the rush of wind that could only mean one thing.

The dragon had caught them.

Felix fell from the sky, his speed spent. The wolves turned away, scrambling in their haste to escape. The slightly larger one dropped the deer off his shoulders as he ran, but neither of them made it more than three steps before the dragon crashed down on top of them. Felix pinned them to the earth with his foreclaws, careful not to kill them on impact. He much preferred his prey alive.

For a moment they lay stunned, then they frantically started trying to wriggle out from beneath his claws. The dragon slowly tightened his grip, feeling his claws begin to press into the canine's flesh. As he expected, the wolves froze.

"Now then," Felix rumbled. "Don't go running off. You dropped the deer you worked so hard for."

One of the wolves, slightly smaller than its companion, dared a glance at the dragon from where it lay, face down. "Are you going to eat us?"

Felix grinned. A dragon's grin is a fearsome sight, especially with Felix's emerald eyes glinting down at the canines. "Isn't that what hunters do with prey? Weren't you going to eat this deer?"

The older wolf took a breath. Felix watched him try to forcibly relax, unclenching his paws as he lay beneath the dragon. "That's different. The deer can't speak. And we hunt it to survive."

"Foolishness. Your ability to speak doesn't change the fact that you're a delicious meal for me. As for survival..." Felix flipped the wolves over to stare up at him as he arched his neck proudly, scales sparkling in the sun. "Do I look like I could survive off plants? I too must eat regularly." He leaned down close to the bigger wolf, letting a hot breath wash over him. "And I hate trespassers. Does it matter if I kill you for stepping on my territory with my claws or my stomach?"

The bigger wolf gagged at the dragon's breath. Smirking, Felix lifted his head away. He fixed both wolves with a hard stare. "Normally, I very much enjoy tormenting my meals. Playing games where you think you might escape, forcing you to feed yourself to me, all that." The dragon shook his head. "But right now, I've got a village to go eat, so I figured I'd save time and just devour you quickly."

Felix leaned down with his mouth open to eat the bigger wolf, when the smaller one on the right shouted "Wait! What village?" Felix snapped his mouth closed and looked over.

"Yours, I imagine. You were walking straight that direction, home with your catch." He watched the blood drain from the wolves' faces. "I think, when I arrive, I'll find whatever other wolves are in the village and make sure I tell them you led me there. I hope that makes your family proud." Almost as quickly, the blood rushed back in, their faces heated and angry.

They both opened their mouths to speak, but honestly, Felix wasn't interested. He squeezed down on their chests and they both choked, gasping for breath. Felix held them for a moment, then released. He looked over them consideringly. "I'll make you a deal. If you two do two things for me, one each for your trespassing, I'll spare your families when I arrive at the village. All wolves will be allowed to escape, so long as they don't attack me."

"Why should we believe you?" The larger one gasped.

Felix shrugged, his whole body rippling with the motion. "You shouldn't. But I don't think the first is much to ask." He leaned in. "Why are you hunting here? You must have heard of me and what I'd do to you."

The larger wolf looked away. "We have no choice. The king has forced us out, trying to expand his borders with homesteads and towns. He blocked commoners from the royal forests, and with autumn here and winter approaching, we'll starve without more food."

Felix nodded slowly. "Interesting. It would seem I may need to have a word with your king directly." The wolves both turned towards him, their faces a mix of fear and maybe a bit of hope? Felix wasn't sure, and he didn't care. These wolves had no more dreams ahead of them.

The smaller one stirred beneath his claw, unaware of the dragon's thoughts. "What's the second thing we have to do for you?"

The dragon grinned evilly. "Take my cock up your ass."

The wolf's eyes went wide. "What!?"

Felix rolled his eyes. "Don't look like that. I've been thinking about this for a while, ever since I caught the first hunters in my lands months ago. I finally found a scroll amongst my hoard with the magic I need to reduce my size a little. Otherwise, I'd literally split you in half."

Felix sat back on his haunches, sweeping his scaly tail around to block the wolves in case they thought about running. Which they did. After a shared look, both wolves scrambled to their paws and tried to sprint away. Felix sighed as he swept them off their feet. He used his long tail to wrap around both of them, pulling them close to him.

This motion, with Felix on his haunches, pressed the wolves right into his sheath. Felix didn't mind, but the hunters did not look happy. "Relax boys. One of you is about to get that inside you." Felix licked his lips. "And one of you is going inside me."

Ignoring their squirming for the moment and letting the motion against his sheath start to pull out his dragonhood, Felix looked up at the sky. Chanting softly under his breath, the dragon moved one of his foreclaws in a strange pattern. Wherever the sharp tip passed it left a faint trail of glowing greenish light.

As Felix finished the incantation, the shape he'd been drawing flared briefly in the air, then slowly dimmed. As the light faded away, Felix felt himself start to shrink. The dragon kept his proportion, but he went from a massive reptile who could've easily eaten several horses with room to spare to something a couple feet taller than a horse at the shoulder, although the dragon was wider and longer in the body.

The wolves had frozen for a moment, watching the dragon's strange transformation. Now they started struggling again. The shrinking had shortened Felix's tail, and the larger wolf managed to break free. He managed a step before Felix snagged his left arm in a hard grip. The wolf looked over his shoulder fearfully. Felix had shrunk, but he was still much larger than either of them and he handled the wolf with ease.

Felix grinned at the wolf in his claw. "Well, since you don't seem to want to stick around, and since you already gave me an answer, I think I'll have my first course now." The dragon fell forward onto his front legs, pushing the smaller wolf underneath his groin. He kept the wolf wrapped in his tail, but he started to hump the canine as his dragonhood, now only about as thick as the wolf's arm, continued to spill from his sheath.

At the front, Felix licked his lips before bending his long neck to take a lick up the side of the bigger wolf's face. "Mmhm. Delicious. And you say you aren't food." The dragon quickly ripped off the wolf's clothing, making short work of the simple hunter's garb with both claws. "Don't worry. I'll make sure I keep you alive so you can feel me fucking the other one, and still be conscious when he joins you in my stomach."

Felix leaned down as the wolf opened his mouth to say something and engulfed the canines entire head and shoulders in his maw. He kept one foreclaw planted on the wolf's legs as his upper body thrashed in terror, arms flailing at the scaly muzzle ineffectively. Felix savored the taste for a moment before he slid his mouth down, pushing the wolf's arms against his body as he got to the chest.

This was an experience for Felix. For a wolf this size, he could normally manage to swallow him in a single gulp. Shrunken down, he was still manageable, but the dragon actually had to position and swallow like he usually did with gryphons or other dragons.

With the wolf's head in his throat, Felix swallowed hard, using his throat muscles to pull the wolf deeper into his gullet. He ran his tongue along every inch of his prey, tasting his musky flavor, a mix of fear and sweat. He gulped again, bringing his lips to the wolf's crotch. Felix lifted his head up and tilted his neck back. He briefly toyed with his prey's sheath, but the wolf was evidently uninterested - not one of those aroused by being eaten.

With a mental shrug, Felix tossed his head and swallowed the bigger wolf to his feet. Savoring the moment, he used his tongue to lick out and pull each paw in, one by one. At last he closed his jaws and swallowed one final time.

One benefit to the shrinking was that this wolf felt more substantial and filling than ever. Felix reveled as his meal filled his throat, bulging out his neck as the wolf slid down into the dragon's waiting stomach. As the bulge reached his chest, the dragon flipped his head underneath him to watch as the smaller wolf shuddered.

The wolf outside him watched in horror as the dragon's belly above him dropped down a little, then began to squirm. Felix sighed happily, his tongue lolling out at the sensation. "Excellent start. Lets get you fucked and with your friend where you belong," Felix said. He reached underneath himself and unraveled the wolf from his tail, making sure to grind him against his fully erect cock as he pulled the canine in front of him.

Once again Felix shredded his prey's clothes. The wolf seemed to be in a daze, his eyes fixed on the dragon's wriggling belly. Felix didn't mind. He wasn't much for talking right now either, and he'd get the wolf's attention when he started to fuck.

Felix didn't waste time. He tossed the smaller wolf onto a nearby mossy rock, then stepped over him before he could move. The wolf had ended up on his back, and as he tried to scrabble away, Felix leaned over him and rested the weight of his stomach on the wolf. "None of that, wolf. Remember our deal? If I don't get to fuck you, I'll still eat you, then I'll tell your family you betrayed them all before I eat them too."

"Fuck you! You'll do that anyway!"

Felix bent his neck down and grinned at the wolf. "You know me too well already. Too bad I'm gonna fuck you anyway." The dragon reached down a claw and grabbed the wolf tight around the waist. He lifted his gut up and stepped forward with his hind legs, draping his hard, leaky cock over the wolf. "I'd say you're lucky I pre like a river, but I don't think this situation is lucky for you at all."

Felix had a lot of experience with penetrating smaller and unwilling partners. Despite the wolf's thrashing, the dragon slid his hips back and forward unerringly, and he felt the canine go rigid in his claws as he made contact with the wolf's asshole. Felix wasn't here for lovemaking. As soon as the dragon got a couple inches pressed in, he shoved his hips forward, burying his whole cock in the wolf.

The wolf screamed, of course. Felix glanced down and saw, below his own squirming belly, that the canine had a bulging gut of his own. The dragon pulled back, and saw the outline of his cock slide down the wolf's abs. Then Felix rammed forward again, squeezing another howl out of the wolf.

Felix fell into an easy rhythm, feeling the wolf in his belly slosh with every thrust as he fucked his cock hard into his prey beneath him. The smaller wolf quickly went hoarse, each thrust now only getting a pained whimper, almost a reflex as Felix's dragonhood replaced any space in his guts with hot flesh.

The dragon snarled. "I wish I'd found this scroll years ago. Your so much tighter than gryphons and dragons, so much warmer." Felix growled as he thrust. "Normally when I fuck a partner, I'd try to give a good showing of myself. But I've got a dinner date to keep with your family." Felix thrust forward again. He felt his knot bashing the wolf's abused asshole with every shove.

Like he said, Felix wasn't interested in a lengthy session, and he certainly didn't feel like being tied to the wolf. The dragon reached down carefully and grabbed the wolf's tail. The canine barely reacted, having already been fucked within an inch of his life. Felix yanked on the wolf's tail and used it to wrap around the dragon's own knot. As he thrust again, Felix squeezed the soft fur around the sensitive bulb and exploded inside the wolf.

Felix made sure he leaned down as he came so his stomach rested on the smaller canine. As his cock throbbed, shooting dragon cum deep in the wolf's guts, he made sure his earlier snack felt every pulse. He pushed forward again, wanting to be even deeper in the wolf, until finally his orgasm tapered off.

Panting a little, Felix stood to take the weight of his gut off the wolf. "Not a bad hole, wolf." He looked down at his prey. The wolf was only semi conscious at this point. "I'll take that as agreement. Now that you're seasoned, no sense wasting prey."

Felix grabbed the wolf again and yanked him off his cock, a waterfall of cum gushing out of the wolf's abused ass after taking a cock a little thicker than his arm. Felix studied him for some response, but the wolf wasn't quite there anymore. Shrugging, Felix opened his maw and stuffed the wolf's head in.

This one was smaller than his previous meal, and well lubricated in cum and sweat. The canine slid down his throat with hardly any effort. Felix clicked his teeth shut behind the wolf's footpaws and swallowed, gently tracing the bulge down his neck. Once it reached his belly he felt renewed squirming from his current occupant.

Felix watched his squirming belly for a moment before he felt a pressure coming back up his throat. The emerald dragon opened his jaws and belched long and loud, his stomach rippling, feeling the wolf scramble frantically. Finally Felix finished his burp, and a few seconds later, his stomach stilled.

The trespassers taken care of, Felix turned east-southeast, and crouched as he prepared to fly. He could restore his normal size on the way over, now he'd gotten a good fuck in. Back in his larger form he'd be able to pack away the villagers and send a clear message. Trespassers will be eaten.