{"sf1_id":204,"sf2_id":"214p08w1","title":"Fillerup","author":"SwampRat","words":1194,"posted_at":"2002-11-10T15:17:00.000Z","tags":["Dinosaur","Human","M/F"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/204-fillerup","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/214p08w1","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=204\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"FILLERUP.TXT - M/F, Semi-NC, Human/Saurian - November 01, 2000  \nBy SwampRat  \n(cl) 2000 Gay Furry Association  \n  \nThis one came about from a Nature Series - A man was asked how he kept 5 wives.  \nHe said he fed them well.  \n  \n=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=  \n  \nHunger woke her. She opened her eyes, stretched, rubbed her tummy. It was the  \nsame every morning.. Find something to eat, return to her lair and laze until  \nagain hunger drove her forth. It never occurred to her to eat more than one  \nmeal, or to hoard food. Besides She was Picky about her Dinner. One last yawn  \nand she moved out into the warm sun.. To find something laying on the path.  \n  \nHow convenient! Strong forearms stuffed pieces torn from the carcass into the  \nsnout, bones and all. When only a stain remained on the ground, the saurian  \nwaddled out to pick a few leaves for Roughage and wash her repast down. A few  \nmore leaves to chew on during the return trip and she sank on the warm stone,  \nnot wanting to do Anything but digest her meal.  \n  \nHer nostrils twitched.. Something was approaching. The breeze brought a scent  \nthat ran through her - Anger, Fear, Curiosity.. And as it got stronger, Lust.  \nA male.. Something. It cautiously made it's way to the entrance and she  \nsnorted in disgust. One of Them! The chatterers that stood on 2 legs as she  \ndid, that jumped and tasted as bad as they stank. Any other time she would have  \nchased it out of her Territory - let some Other saurian deal with it - But she  \nwas still lethargic, barely getting out a good Hiss.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The male ignored her warning, coming closer.. What did it want? It had nothing  \nin it's foreclaws, And nothing suggested a Danger to her. Even though it was as  \ntall as her, she still had Much better teeth and claws. It reached out and  \ntouched her.. She was too startled to react, except to blink her eyes. Was it  \ncrazy, or injured? 'Go away and get something Else to eat you..' It moved  \ncloser, and her nostrils closed in protest. What in the... She tried to shake  \nher head, to shove the creature away, but this only seemed to excite it more.  \n  \nSomething pushed against her mouth, hard and wet. What the.. Oh No! You are Not  \ngoing to pass water on... Her lips opened - Just a crack - to get some air into  \nher lungs, and pushed her tongue up to block the creature from pressing  \nwhatever it was in.. She squeezed her eyes closed at the taste, closing her  \nmouth again. Then blinked. Then opened her snout again, and pushed her tongue  \nout tentatively.. Ugh! If water had touched this ugly thing, it had run away in  \nFear.  \n  \nBut there was an underlying sweetness as well. A taste that made her lick at  \nthe tip, wincing as crud dissolved, but licking a little faster once skin  \ntouched skin. She closed her lips around the end, licking at it, wanting  \nmore... And she got more. The male, as she now knew it to be made all kinds of  \nnoises and rubbed his filthy self against her face and neck until it froze.  \nThen it shivered and something splattered into her mouth.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Startled, she slapped her tongue against the tip, swallowing.. Then more  \nhungrily as the salty fluid slid down her tongue. Her nostrils opened and she  \ninhaled his musky male-scent deeply.. It no longer smelled so rank. She pushed  \nher head forward, engulfing more of the strange thing, choking as it was pushed  \ninto her throat. She pulled back, getting the last of the wonderful stuff as  \nthe thing slid out of her lips. The creature seemed as startled as she was,  \nbreathing heavily, but not moving away.  \n  \n'Ok, you had your fun.. Now go and leave me in peace.' The male instead moved  \naround to her back. She felt him rubbing and poking and.. She chirped and  \njerked when a finger found her 'entrance', her full stomach getting in the way  \nof her turning around and Biting the fresh male. 'Now what are youuuuuuu..  \nOoooooo...' Her tail was shoved up and something thick and long opened her up,  \nsliding in. She Squeezed the intruder, trying to move away.. And move towards  \nit.  \n  \nShe had never been bred before. When Hungry, mates were meals or strangers to  \nbe fought off. When full, none had come around - Until now. A rythem was  \nestablished, both moving in the Dance as old as Time. She was enjoying this.  \nShe was Really enjoying this.. She was - Orgasming! Her claws scratched at the  \nrock floor as She arched, squeezing the worm inside her, tugging on it, wanting  \nto feel.. She crooned low and deep as warm seed splattered in her, rocking her  \nhips against her lover, keeping him inside as long as possible, tail curled  \naround his panting body.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; They stayed together for a while, mating several times before the stirrings of  \nhunger made her move. First to void the sticky wastes. Then to drink.. And  \nreturn to the creature. He was still sleeping and she looked him over, then  \nknelt, nuzzling his crotch until he lay on his back, legs apart. She nibbled on  \nthe small thing, using her teeth gently, her scaly lips more demanding of the  \npole that swelled in her short snout. She gripped the eggs buried in the  \nthatch of hair, bobbing her head up and down, feeling the throbbing blood,  \nsmelling the desire that came from the creature until it's Hips moved to the  \nrythem of her head.  \n  \nIt made a face as nothing like she had ever seen.. Then the salty/sweet liquid  \nagain flowed down her tongue, making her gulp and suck harder, wanting all she  \ncould get. Her tongue flicked across the sensitive head, making it's owner  \ngroan and shiver.. But the well was dry. With one long last slurp, she let the  \nworm slide from her mouth and nuzzled the male Carefully - he Still Stank. Then  \nwent back out to find some leaves to eat and more meat to satisfy her belly.  \nUpon returning, she found her Lover gone. She didn't worry about it as she  \ncould track him with no problem. So she lay and digested and licked her lips..  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; It would Take more than One to fill her belly with the Seed she now hungered  \nfor. But there was usually more than one of them in the packs she remembered  \nseeing.. Having eaten lightly, she Rose again and moved quietly into the  \nunderbrush.  \n\\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nThe Tribe suddenly found their warriors disappearing for days on end. This was  \nnot unusual except they returned without game and reeking of Lizard. Some did  \nnot return at all, prompting the Chief to move the Tribe away from 'The Haunted  \nPlace'. But it did not remain empty for long - Lush foodsources and balmy days  \nlured another Tribe to settle.. Until again young men vanished to satisfy the  \nlusts of a growing list of Reptilian females who enjoyed the worship of early  \nherptophiles.  \n  \nThe End  \n  \n  \n\n"}