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The Dragon's Victory

High above the plains of Gransys, a battle for the ages takes place. The Arisen and the great wyrm Grigori battle for the fate of the world, and the dragon is hungry... ___________________

The Arisen gripped the tail spike of the great red dragon with all her strength, squinting her eyes against the rushing wind thousands of feet in the air. In that last moment on the broken tower when the dragon Grigori lunged, jaws agape, the Arisen had leapt to the side and managed to tag along for the ride. As she looked down and felt the long, serpentine body attempt to throw her off, it was a decision she was beginning to regret.

"Ah...," the dragon growled in surprise, "Pitiable, wingless human, return to the earth."

Grigori climbed higher and higher into the cold wind, testing the strength of the Arisen with every step of the climb. Set with a grim look of determination, the Arisen began her slow climb up the back of the dragon, grasping each spike one at a time, slowly making way to the glowing heart within the dragon's chest. It was useless to try slashing through the tough scales on the dragon's tail and back. The only weak spot Grigori presented was the glowing, beating heart in his chest, the one she hoped to attain.

"Your heart yearns for you Arisen," rumbled Grigori, "come and take what is yours!" With a great twist of his body, the dragon punctuated his last syllable with swift dive into a gorge, followed by a steep climb into a small group of harpies. The creatures screeched in surprise as the dragon barrelled into them with his jaws open wide, capturing two of them in his great maw. The Arisen managed to hold on, but lost her grip as a harpy clipped her shoulder. Sliding down the dragon's back, the Arisen frantically reached for a new spike to grasp before she plummeted to her death. Relief flooded through her as she grabbed a spike in the middle of Girgori's tail, only six or so spikes from where she had been.

Grigori allowed himself a small grin upon feeling the Arisen manage another hold on him. Perhaps there is hope for the world with this one, he thought, as he continued his climb. His thoughts quickly left the Arisen however, as the Harpies in his mouth began struggling to break free: uselessly raking their claws against the sides of his armoured mouth. He felt their panic as he tasted them, using his tongue to push them to the different corners of his mouth. Their attempts to escape quickly became more feeble as they become coated in think, dragon saliva. Once satisfied, Grigori raised his head and felt the Harpies tumble to the back of his throat. With a small swallow, he sent them down the length of his neck. A deep rumble echoed within his vast interior, and a small bulge was visible as the harpies were pushed down the long throat, until finally disappearing where the dragon's neck met the rest of his body. A small burp escaped Grigori's lips as the harpies entered the his belly, and the struggles of the two creatures suddenly stopped. Letting out a satisfied sigh, Grigori returned his attention to the small hero grasping his tail. "Come Arisen, climb my back and sever the bond that tethers you to this world."

With a firm grip, the Arisen continued her climb with a renewed determination, fixating upon the glowing circle on Grigori's back. The dragon levelled out, no longer attempting to the throw the Arisen from his back. Although the Arisen thought this odd, she knew this must be another of the Dragon's tests: she would be ready. The fate of the world depended on her triumph over this beast. Though her adversary was powerful, she had fought and defeated such monsters in the past: she would succeed.

Grigori felt a small tug just under his wingspan where the Arisen had taken a new hold: it wouldn't be long now. The taste of the Harpies lingered in his mouth and despite his recent meal, Grigori hungered for more. He knew from experience that humans tasted the best, and the Arisen would be no different. Should he triumph in the test to come, the great dragon knew his hunger would soon be sated by a small, tasty human female. With this knowledge the Dragon allowed the Arisen to continue her climb, and readied himself as she got closer to her goal.

Upon reaching the glow on the Dragon's back, the Arisen drew her sword. Making sure she had a firm grip on a spike with her left hand, the Arisen slashed downwards with her blade, slicing the weak spot in-between the wings of Grigori. With a roar the dragon twisted his great body and plunged downwards. With only one hand gripping the spike, the Arisen slipped and felt herself flying through the air, wind rushing by her face as she righted herself and began to fall.

She spotted the wyrm far below her, which turned around and began to speed towards her from below, his great wings lifting him higher. Unfortunately she had dropped her sword as she began to fall, so the Arisen fanned out and prepared the to dodge the dragon's attack. Merely hundreds of feet away now, she saw Grigori open his great maw, revealing glistening white teeth, a red fleshy interior, and the dark throat beyond. The Arisen tried frantically to angle herself to the left, away from her doom, but the dragon corrected for the movement. By then it was too late, and the Arisen was powerless to stop herself forcefully landing inside the dragon's mouth. Although the tongue was soft enough to cushion her impact, the force of her entrance and the sharp clack of Grigori's maw closing was enough to knock her unconscious.

The dragon felt great joy as he caught the falling human within his mouth. Stopping his assent, the great dragon hovered in the air, and immediately began to taste his newfound meal. Sliding his tongue back and forth over her still form, he rumbled with content: she was more pleasing then he could've hoped! Odd that she wasn't moving, but no matter: this is one morsel he was going to savour. Continuing to keep the Arisen in his mouth, Grigori began his decent to find a quiet place where he could give the human female his full attention...

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Blinking weakly, the Arisen slowly regained consciousness, and looked around to observe her surroundings. She was lying down on her back on the side of a large hill, which consisted of nothing but dry, barren rock and red dirt. She noticed her clothes ripped to shreds in a pile beside her and looking down at herself, the Arisen was surprised to find herself covered with thick spittle and completely naked; however, this surprise was dwarfed in comparison to her shock at looking up, and seeing the great red dragon looming over her with a predatory gleam in his eyes. Now she remembered what had happened.

"A human such as yourself is too weak to prevent the chaos the is to come," Grigori grumbled. He stepped forward and slowly licked his chops. "You should have heeded my warning Arisen: when the weak court death, they find it."

The Arisen shrunk back as his words. Lying at Grigori's feet, naked and vulnerable only helped increase the impact of the dragon's words. She left the hard gaze of the dragon and found herself looking at the entirety of the vast form standing over her. The great wyrm's long neck stretched across her vision, ending at a large, cavernous chest, and even larger looking belly. Below that, the Arisen could see the Dragon's haunches, crouched low in a resting position, and though she could barely see the tail, she could tell it was wagging back and forth in anticipation. Just above the base of the tail she could see a large slit with a hint of flesh poking out from its folds. Her short glimpse of the Dragon's body made the Arisen freeze with fear, for she knew she was about to make that same trip from the inside.

The Dragon watched as the small human took in his gigantic form. He noticed the slight pause as her gazed shifted towards the middle of his haunches but he couldn't help showing a little arousal: the excitement of his meal to come had every part of his body tingling with pleasure. When the Arisen came back to his eyes and flinched at his predatory glare he knew the time had come. He had taken the liberty of removing her clothes so they wouldn't interfere with his tasting. Such a feat was difficult for a dragon his size, but the Arisen wasn't wearing much to begin with. Another foolish mistake on her part.

Grigori's front paw lifted up and plucked the Arisen from the ground, holding her in front of his mouth. Shocked out of her trance at being picked up, the Arisen began to beat the hand that held her, hitting her hands against the rough scaly skin. The dragon seemed amused at this, and held her even closer to his mouth. His hot breath washed over her as he spoke: "The world has its answer Arisen. Only my death could prevent its destruction, and you've been proven unworthy. The only purpose you serve now is to satisfy my hunger."

Giving up in her attempt to escape, the arisen watched the giant lips in front of her twist into a grin. The dragon slowly licked his lips one more time in front of the helpless hero, allowing his tongue to run across her face in a tease. Rumbling with delight, the dragon opened his mouth and the Arisen stared straight into the depths of his maw. Giant white teeth surrounded the entrance to a pink, fleshy interior. The Arisen flinched as she felt the dragon's hot breath wash over her, the back of his throat pulsing with each inhale and exhale of air. Her observations were cut short at this moment however, as the dragon brought his maw forward and closed his jaws around the upper part of the Arisen's body.

Careful not to let his teeth damage his prize, Grigori used his lips to hold the Arisen in place at the entrance to his mouth. Only the legs of the human were visible as the great wyrm savoured his meal, sucking her struggling form and licking her naked upper torso. For a short time the legs of the human were seen outside the scaled lips of the dragon, kicking in panic and desperation. With a slimy wet slurp, the dragon sucked his meal inside and pressed the Arisen to the roof of his mouth. Rumbling in satisfaction, the Dragon ran his tongue back and forth, tasting every inch of the human pinned to his palate.

From inside, the Arisen tried desperately to think of a way out, but could only shudder as the large muscle massaged her body. She felt the dragon shake with content as saliva covered her entire form, and slowly built up inside the dragon's maw as he continued tease her. She felt her breasts being pushed up and down in time with the movement of the tongue and couldn't help but emit a moan of pleasure when it slid lower and rubbed the lips of her nethers.

Interesting, Grigori thought as he licked the underside of his meal. Though new to him, Grigori decided that he need to explore this new flavor. Using his tongue, he allowed the human to come down from the roof of his mouth. With almost delicate precision, he slid his tongue out from underneath the arisen, flipped her onto her back with her head facing the front of his teeth, and began to explore her behind. The dragon's face perked up with joy upon licking this cleft in the middle of the human, and he immediately went to work in tasting every inch with renewed excitement.

All thoughts of escape left her mind as the Arisen felt the dragon explore her privates: pausing, licking, tasting, penetrating, and lathering his thick saliva all over her sensitive areas. The smooth undulations of the tongue effected her greatly, and in only a minute she hovered over the brink of ecstasy.

Continuing to enjoy his meal, Grigori was unaware of the effect the movements of his tongue were having on the human girl in his mouth. Whether the sounds coming from the Arisen inside his mouth were of pain or intense struggle he couldn't tell.

Almost at the height of her pleasure, the Arisen felt the tongue slide back underneath her, and push her towards the back of the mouth. Panicking, the Arisen reached out for anything to grab, but unlike before, she could find nothing to hold but the slippery, wet flesh of the Dragon's mouth. Sliding face-first, the Arisen found herself staring into the depths of a long dark tunnel coated with slime, pulsing in anticipation of her arrival. Before she could begin her descent however, the throat closed up, and she felt herself wedged against the side of the Dragon's maw, her small form making a slight bulge in Grigori's cheek. The giant tongue began to work on her again, sliding up and down her form, savouring her every inch one last time. As the giant muscle passed over the lips of her vagina, the Arisen gasped with immense pleasure. A few more seconds of the thick, slimy tongue massaging her lips was all it took to send her over the brink. Twisting with pleasure, the Arisen felt the tongue wrap around her shaking form and pull her back into the middle of her captor's mouth. Still writhing in the pleasure of her orgasm, the Arisen barely noticed as she felt her environment tip downwards. With an audible swallow, the Arisen felt herself squeezed through the folds of the throat and down into the long, slimy gullet.

Feeling that he had waited long enough, Grigori tilted his head back and let the Arisen slide to the back of his throat. With a purposeful, almost sensual upwards motion of his head, the Dragon blinked and swallowed hard, opening his throat to allow his meal passage. Grigori kept his eyes closed and felt the small form of the human beginning her long journey down into his body. He stood perfectly still as the muscles in his neck pushed the Arisen downwards towards his stomach.

Now inside the Dragon, the Arisen felt herself slowly sliding down a warm, dark tube. Completely relaxed after her orgasm, she felt an odd sense of peace. All of her troubles seemed to melt away in the caress of the warm flesh around her, which delicately pushed her along. She reached her hands out to each side and felt the soft, wet flesh of the dragon's throat pass her by. She stopped only when her journey ended, as she felt her body leave the tube and enter Grigori's stomach. The new environment accepted her arrival with a lurch, expanding underneath her still form and squishing her into the folds of the stomach wall. As the Arisen slowly lost consciousness within the acrid confines of the stomach, she fixated on the sound of the dragon's heartbeat, pounding audibly all around her in a steady, comforting rhythm. "I finally got my heart back," she thought, "I'm finally with you..."

Grigori shivered with delight as the bulge in his neck disappeared into his chest. Though there was no visible growth of his belly from the outside, Grigori felt his stomach expand to accept his much anticipated meal. She didn't struggle at all, seeming to accept the new purpose he had given her. Opening his eyes, Grigori's face radiated with pleasure. His tongue lolled out to the side as he smiled, breathing in the cool air and slowly letting it out in a satisfied sigh. After letting out a small burp, the great dragon laid himself down across the hillside, allowing a few moments for his body to recuperate and work on his meal. Lying on his side, Grigori raised his head and looked down the length of his scaled body, pausing in-between his back legs as he noticed the tip of his member still protruding through the slit just below his middle. He would need to find release soon. "And now the end of the world has come Arisen," he mumbled, eyeing his belly. "Hopefully the next Arisen to arise in the endless cycle of time will have the strength end me. Until then, I will bring death upon this world."

Face impassive, the dragon stood up and spread his wings. With one powerful leap, he took off into the sky.