A Walk in the Woods
Steele grumbled to himself as he kicked at a nearby fern. "Fired. Fired! Screw them, I don't care." He muttered, chest rumbling in a low growl as he walked along. He'd thought that maybe getting out here in the woods would clear his head a little, make him calm down, but so far he'd done nothing but administer abuse to the flora. He grumbled a bit more before sitting down on a rock, putting his head in his paws.
Steele was an eighteen year old grey wolf, blue eyes usually aflame with a fiery passion beneath his shock of long hair, though today they were dulled with disappointment. He was just a sliver under six feet tall, with a toned body that made him a rather handsome young canine. He'd stopped going to school a year before when he'd been forced to start working to support his family. It had been difficult, but he'd managed to secure a job at a local restaurant, waiting tables each and every day for tip money that he brought home to immediately hand over to his father for rent and bills.
And today, he'd lost that job. It wasn't fair; he hadn't even done anything to deserve being cut. His manager had simply said that they'd needed to make some "cutbacks" and that unfortunately Steele had to be let go. The young wolf snarled loudly, setting a few birds to flight in the trees to above him out of shock. He blinked back tears as his head returned to his paws again. How the hell am I going to support my family now? What am I going to do?
Steele stayed there on that rock, unmoving as the sun slowly drifted through the sky overhead. He didn't want to move, didn't want to leave that clearing where his problems couldn't touch him. There was no family there, no employer, no cutbacks, no need to work, and no stress out there in the woods. It was just him and the rock and the sun beating down on his light fur, warming him and comforting him...
...and something else. Another creature, lying still on the edge of the clearing, a single predatory eye cracked open as it watched the young wolf. The eye belonged to a mountain of a dragon, a deep, dark, near-black shade of purple from its tail to its nose, wings furled upon its back as it basked in the sun. The dragon must have been at least seventy feet long, from its spiked tail to its horned head. It watched Steele hungrily, waiting for the wolf to stir and notice him on the opposite edge of the glade. The dragon smirked to himself; he'd been absorbing heat there in the sun all day until Steele had stumbled into the glade and slumped down into his seat, entirely missing the dragon in his teary rage.
When the sun had started to sink lower and lower in the sky, Steele knew that he needed to get home. He sniffed, running a paw across his eyes as he started to move from his seat when the dragon's voice rumbled through the clearing. It was so deep and powerful that Steele could feel it in his footpaws, and the young wolf could do nothing more than stop and stare at the creature from which it came.
"Well, well, little one, about time you moved." The dragon said with a short chuckle, already pushing himself up from the ground and slowly approaching the wolf, a dangerous gleam in his eye.
Every instinct in Steele's mind told him to run, to flee, to sprint away now before that dragon took even one step closer; flee and never look back at that glade again. But he couldn't. He was rooted with fear, staring up at the massive creature that was coming closer and closer to him.
"Tell me, young pup..." the massive dragon rumbled as he approached, snaking his long tail forward until it blocked the wolf's exit. Steele started panting in fear, eyes darting from the tail back to the dragon's glimmering yellow and black eyes. "...why are you here? I do not think that you have frequented these woods before. And if you have, I sorely apologize that you and I have not become acquainted until now." His tail twitched a bit as the dragon's eyes focused on the young canine.
Steele's couldn't speak. His ears were pinned to his head in fear, tail tucked back against him as he gaped at the dragon. He could barely breath, could barely do anything other than think about how grateful he'd be just to go back to his broken home and search for a new job if only he could get away from the dragon.
"Now, now, don't be rude. I can't abide rude people." The dragon said with a chuckle, though his eyes narrowed at the wolf. "I know you can speak, I heard you mutter as you entered this glade not but a few hours ago. Start with your name if you must."
Steele gasped for air a few times, trying to get his adrenaline-shot brain in order to start working a way out of this for himself. "I-I...I'm...Steele." He finally managed to gasp, eyes widening in fear as soon as he said it, afraid that he'd somehow just made a huge mistake in speaking to the dragon.
The massive creature blinked, a slow smile spreading across his face. His tail curled inward, wrapping around the wolf and lifting him a little so that the dragon could inspect him better. "Ah, I knew that you could speak, little wolf. Steele, hmm? You may call me Sef. And so, Steele, why are you here in my glade?"
The poor wolf couldn't breathe, whimpering as the tail wrapped around him. He stared into those golden eyes, his own blue eyes alive with distress. "I d-didn't know that it w-was yours, I swear, Sef!" he cried as the words started to tumble out of his mouth. "I j-just needed a place to get away for a little while because I lost my job today and I was upset and my parents are going to kill me and I didn't want to go home and tell them and I'll just leave and never come back if you want your glade back to yourself I swear I just want to go now!"
The dragon's tail suddenly squeezed the wolf, as Sef let a little puff of smoke out of his nostrils. Steele's voice trailed away at that, submissively quieting at the dragon's show of power. "Please...I just want to go..." he whined, looking pleadingly at the dragon.
That deep purple chest thundered in another laugh. His head snaked out to sniff the wolf, letting out a pleased growl as he did. Steele flinched away, still held by that tail, whimpering as the dragon enjoyed his scent. "Please..." he begged.
The tail suddenly loosened, the wolf falling to the ground on his back with a rough 'oof!' as the dragon moved to stand over him. Sef's massive head was nearly the size of the wolf, and Steele quivered in fear as he looked up into it from the ground.
"Now, now, pup." The dragon rumbled, long tongue snaking out of his mouth to lick at his lips as he sized up the wolf. "I do not think I can just let you go. You've intruded upon my home, I believe it is my choice whether you go or not." He laughed again, the power in his voice sending shivers down Steele's spine. He knew he was helpless against the dragon, that anything Sef wanted from him was his to take. "Perhaps you and I can reach an agreement of sorts? Convince me that you should not be my next meal..."
Steele gulped, a high pitched whine escaping his muzzle as he started to shake on the ground, staring at the deep violet dragon. "You're m-m-meal?" he squeaked.
Sef smiled maliciously, exposing his large, piercingly sharp white teeth to the frightened wolf. "Surely you did not think that a dragon such as myself eats plants?" he hissed, leaning in to run that long tongue along Steele's body again, sliding underneath the shirt to taste the boy's chest. Steele was paralyzed with fear as he felt the strong tongue sliding over him, the wetness of it matting the fur as it glided along. Eventually Sef pulled his tongue back again, letting it caress Steele's face underneath his chin before retracting into that massive maw. He growled, satisfied as he tasted the wolf. "No, no. I enjoy a good meal of meat, and yours is an enticing sample. So then, shall I eat you now or would you like to change my mind?" he asked.
"No! No, please, please don't!" Steele yelped, finally getting his tongue under his own control again. "Please, I'll do anything, just don't eat me! What kind of deal? What do you want? Please don't eat me!" he sputtered, trying to scramble away from that probing tongue though for every few feet that Steele managed to move away, Sef took one simple step and towered over him again.
"Mmm, an intelligent little canine, hmm? Many that pass through here do not even attempt to appease me. They simply beg me not to as I swallow them." Sef's stomach growled deeply at that statement, and the dragon's gaze turned back to the wolf beneath him. "So then, my little morsel...as you can tell, I'm rather hungry, and you are, plainly, a very enticing meal. Though perhaps you can still win your freedom if you are willing, for as long as it's been since I've eaten a good little wolf, it's been even longer since I've had...other things." The dragon said slyly.
Steele whimpered, watching as his chances of escaping rapidly dwindled until the dragon cast him that lifeline. He barely heard it before agreeing, taking anything he could get to leave with his life. "Yes, yes! Anything at all, anything you want, Sef! What is it?" he asked before the statement fully hit him. Other things. The wolf suddenly stopped speaking, looking from the dragon's face down to his immense groin, where he could see the massive tip of Sef's cock poking through his slit. He looked back at that grinning dragon again, shaking his head back and forth rapidly. "Oh, no, no, no, no, no! Please, I...I-I can't! Please don't make me do that..." he murmured.
"Mmmm, if you refuse, then I shall eat you here and now." Sef said, tongue running across his scaled lips once more as his head started to move toward the wolf.
"Okay! Okay...I'll...do it." Steele yelped, scrambling to his feet with the dragon's bemused chuckling ringing in his flattened ears. His eyes widened as he approached the dragons hips, seeing Sef's massive balls hanging behind that slit where part of the dragon's substantial cock was already exposed.
He couldn't believe that he was doing this, but Steele knew it was the only way he'd survive. He hesitated for just a moment before he leaned in, broad tongue parting his lips as it started his work. He laid a paw on the dragon's quivering cock, running his hand over the tip, tasting the salty reptilian precum in his maw. He shuddered at the taste as it assaulted his tongue, the dragon's aroused scent tickling at his sensitive nose.
"Mmm, what a kind little canine you are, Steele." Sef murmured, his hips pressing down a little toward the wolf between his legs. Steele whimpered again but continued, running his tongue along the exposed shaft from tip to slit again and again, bathing that shaft in his canid saliva. He did that again and again, each trip leaving shining trails of precum on his broad tongue. He tried to hold off on what he knew was to come for as long as possible, letting his tongue trail across the dragon's shaft over and over.
Soon Sef became impatient, though, his hips pressing further downward as he growled. "Now, pup, cease your little game of delaying giving me what I want. It will only anger me." He insisted. Steele's ears folded back again as he whined, knowing that he had to obey. He braced himself and finally opened his maw wide, wrapping his lips around the dragon's massive, pulsating shaft.
He couldn't take much of the dragon's cock into his maw, so thick and long was it, but he tried his best. His head bobbed, long, wet tongue still playing across the dragon's tip as he suckled at it. Sef growled satisfactorily, a deep growl that shifted the dirt beneath Steele's paws. Steele was not quite as ecstatic, countering the dragon's growl with a frightened whimper. His paw gripped at the base of the dragon's shaft as he continued bobbing his head.
Sef's hips began to gyrate, pressing downward toward that warm throat before pulling back again, only to repeat the process in a lustful cycle. His eyes drifted closed, already approaching climax due simply to how long it had been since he'd indulged himself in this way. When Steele's other paw reached around to grope at the dragon's massive balls, Sef gave a strong moan, thin jets of flame exploding from his nostrils, leaving black smoke in their wake. His hips redoubled their thrusting, leaving Steele gasping for air as the massive shaft penetrated his throat again and again.
The wolf wanted with everything in him to stop, to run, to leave the dragon behind as a bad dream. But he knew that he couldn't. Leaving now would infuriate the dragon and he'd be hunted down before he even left the glade, torn to bits by those gleaming white fangs. So he kept pressing forward no matter how badly he wanted to stop. He felt the massive dragon throbbing against his tongue, rivulets of precum flowing from the tip, and said a silent thank you that he'd soon be done with this task.
It took only a few more moments of thrusting and sucking until the dragon's balls gave one final clench beneath Steele's paw. The wolf pulled off of the cock, gripping it firmly and stroking it to finish the dragon off as he sidestepped the gushing stream of cum that erupted from Sef's tip. He watched wide-eyed as Sef exploded onto the ground, more cum than Steele had ever seen before pouring from that massive shaft onto the ground, leaving the grass wet and shining with thick white dragon seed. Steele thanked himself that he'd had the foresight to step away from that cock, realizing that trying to swallow it would have been a terrible idea. He kept a firm grip on the dragon's dick, pointing it away from him as he stroked, coaxing every bit of Sef's cum out of him as he could...praying that it would be enough to save him.
Sef knew none of this, instead surrendering to the wash of pleasure that enveloped his mind as the pup finished him off. He let out a deafening roar as he did, another jet of fire exploding from his throat, harsh and hot in contrast to the warm stream cum that sprang from his massive cock beneath him. He panted as it finished, rumbling deeply and satisfactorily at the incredible power of that long-overdue orgasm.
The wolf stepped back away from the dragon's cock slowly, hoping that maybe he could make a dash for it while the Sef reveled in the pleasure of what Steele had done for him. But he made it no further than a few steps before the dragon's head snapped around, golden eyes focusing mischievously on the wolf once more as the dragon advanced on his quarry yet again.
"Now, now then, pup. Where do you think you're off to in such a hurry?" Sef said with a laugh, long tail dragging around to block the wolf's exit yet again.
"I...I thought I could leave now?" Steele said nervously, eyes glancing back at the immense tail blocking his path. "You s-said that if I did that for you, I could go!" he squeaked as the dragon got closer, watching that tongue slither across the lips again hungrily.
"No, pup, I don't believe that is what I said at all." The dragon hissed as he came closer, tongue flickering at the air between the two. "I said that perhaps you could convince me to let you leave if you did that for me." He snickered maliciously. "And unfortunately, though that did feel great and I thank you, I'm still rather hungry, and the prospect of a meal in front of me is far too convenient to simply let go."
Steele choked. He couldn't speak, could do nothing other than stare up at the dragon in anguish. He let out a wordless cry, falling to his knees in front of Sef. "But...but that's...that's not..." he said quietly.
"Fair?" the dragon finished for him, laughter rumbling the ground beneath them yet again. "No, no it is not. I lied to you, pup. You've been my meal from the very instant I saw you stumble into this clearing. Do not take it personally; you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. And now I'm hungry, and you're here, and that is how it ends for you."
Steele just shook his head, blinking back tears as he knelt in front of the dragon. His thoughts flashed back to his family, how they'd be looking for him...how they'd never even find him.
"Now, out of respect for that little deal I led you to believe in, I'll make this relatively painless for you." Sef growled, head snaking forward as he licked at Steele again, growling as he tasted the boy again. "Take your clothes off and make this easy for me, and I won't tear you apart, Steele. It will not hurt. Just a warm slide and then a long sleep."
Steele didn't even hear the dragon, so disparaged was the wolf. He simply kept shaking his head in disbelief, staring at the dragon and making soundless little whimpers.
"Before I grow impatient, pup." The dragon asserted, breaking Steele from his reverie. "Take. Your. Clothes. Off." He demanded.
Steele could put up no resistance now. He was entirely defeated. He stripped from his clothes, leaving him naked and kneeling in the evening sunlight.
The dragon nodded, leaning in once more. "What a good little wolf. Do not worry, you said yourself that you did not want to go home. I am doing you a favor, giving you exactly what you want. You'll be happy as my meal." He said as his tongue traveled along the wolf's body. It wrapped about his neck tenderly, uncoiled and ran along his muzzle, tickling the fur around his ears. Sef ran his tongue along the wolf's lips, tasting his saliva greedily. The wolf was putting up no more fights, and Sef enjoyed that. He loved toying with a defeated victim.
"What a tasty little wolf..." he cooed into Steele's ear, head dipping down as he trailed his tongue along the wolf's body. He flicked it along Steele's sheath, tasting the male's musky flavor as he explored his meal's body. Steele flinched away, trying to simply keep breathing. "Please..." he whispered, one final plea for life.
But the dragon had what he wanted now, and was not going to give it up. His maw opened wide, wrapping around Steele's head, the lips closing around the boy's neck as his tongue ran over the top of the wolf's head, soaking the hair in saliva as he played with his meal. He suckled at Steele for a minute, letting the wolf look around at the mouth that would soon devour the rest of him. The wolf's whimpers were lost in that warm, wet maw.
Soon, Sef descended, pressing the wolf further into his mouth as he took Steele's chest between his lips. His tongue ran along the wolf again, matting the fur as he slicked the wolf's body to slide easily down his throat. Sef loved this part, letting his victim know that he was in control, that no matter what Steele wanted, it was Sef's will, Sef's desire that was to be obeyed. He tormented the boy a minute longer, enjoying the taste of the wolf in his mouth before pushing forward again, leaving nothing but the wolf's footpaws outside his scaly lips.
Steele's head pressed against the ring of soft flesh that was the entrance to Sef's throat. He cried out, knowing that no one was going to hear him, muttering wordless pleas to the dragon to let him go. He wriggled against the tongue, feet kicking as the felt the last bit of fresh air that he was ever going to know. He felt the dragon's lips open and take his entire frame into his maw, felt the dragon toss his head upward as he started to slide down the dragon's throat.
Sef let out a throaty laugh as he felt the wolf inside him, loving the taste of the canine against his tongue. His head faced skyward now as he let the boy start to slide down his throat. He felt the wolf give a few final kicks before his entire body was in Sef's throat, slowly sliding toward the dragon's stomach.
There was nothing for Steele to do. He knew that it was over, that his entire body was in the dragon's throat. He cried out against the fleshy, pulsating walls of Sef's esophagus, struggling against them as he felt the dragon swallow again and again, until he fell into what he assumed must have been Sef's stomach. It was larger, but only for a moment. He felt the dragon belch, expelling any extra air in that stomach and making the large, warm walls contract around the wolf.
He whimpered again, wondering if his family would be alright without him, if they'd ever find out what happened. He pictured them as his eyes closed, giving a few weak kicks at the dragon's stomach for their sake.
Sef let out a satisfied sigh, looking down at his stomach where the slightest hint of a bulge was the only evidence that the canine had ever been there. That and the pool of cum a few feet away where they'd had their fun. "What a good little canine. You were one of my favorite meals I've had in a long time, Steele." Sef said with a grin and he lumbered back over to where he'd started the day, settling down to enjoy the last bit of sun left in the sky and let his meal sate him.