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Written by Sluimarath, June 2005

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GA: Firefly's Demise, Original Vore Ending

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On the valley floor on a broad, windswept plain where once thousands of years ago a huge river had ploughed through, sculpting the mountains which loomed tall on either hand, looking down from atop these immense flood-wrought cliffs one discerns a solitary shadow in the distances far below. It moves with swift two-legged strides across the arid landscape of strangely shaped hills of gravel and dusty streambeds.

A few hundred feet above the landscape the dark figure's shape coalesces into a familiar form: that of a male velociraptor with long, athletic forelimbs, well-built chest and a muscular tail, fully seven and a half feet in length and standing five and a half feet tall; his scales dark olive, with deep crimson stripes like long whip-scars tracked across his lean back, all the way down his spine to almost the tip of his prehensile tail.

Though clearly a reptile, this creature possessed several non-raptor characteristics, one of which was his more upright gait and another which was his prehensile finger-claws and his serpentine tail. His less-than-completely reptilian aspects (as well as his astonishing physique) were enhanced by the clothing that he wore: a snug-fitting pair of black neoprene shorts with nothing above the waist, and a black canvas knapsack which he carried over one shoulder.

Twelve hours ago, Avmalus "Firefly," anthroraptor and plunderer of dragons' hoards in lands near and abroad, had left the city of Sauroseelen and headed west into the mountains. Along the way he'd interviewed the villagers and owners of various raptor and deinonychus farmsteads, and had followed a trail of sightings, tracking his prey towards his ultimate destination: the lair of what was reported to be a mated pair of dragons, a winged gravid female serpentine and her bulkier male mate, also winged, both of them fearsome fire-breathers with a reputation for sadistic mercilessness.

The two dragons had also reputedly gathered a hoard into the lair, which was the sole reason why Avmalus wished to visit the place. Two dragons meant an absolutely huge hoard, and if he was able to catch them asleep, and sneak inside their lair without attracting their attention (and he'd always been able to do so in the past), he'd surely have his pick of some of the world's finest, most superb, expensive treasures.

His name "Firefly" came from the speed at which others said he ran: "like his tail was on fire." In a breed well noted for its speed, it was no mean statement. Of course, Firefly's tail had never actually been on fire before. He'd an unimpeachable reputation: no dragon had ever come close to scorching him. Never had there been a scorch-marked rump for Avmalus Firefly, no, he had always been the quickest and the nimblest, not to mention the cleverest. In a few years he had already left his mark on the plunderer's profession in a way that few of his rivals could claim to equal.

Not only that, but Firefly was also an inventor. His creation, the gelatin-bomb, obeyed one simple principle: the bombs were adhered to any surface and detonated by pressure or remote device, and their function was to splatter a sticky gelatin composed primarily of syrup, tree-sap, and various thickeners all over the area. The bombs worked by adhering them to the claws of a sleeping dragon. That way, if the beast were to wake unexpectedly, the bombs on its feet would explode, covering them in a thick, snot-textured slime that worked exactly like glue on various precious metals and gemstones, adhering the objects to the animal's feet and causing the beast to stop or at least slow down and inspect the results of the bomb, and try to remove the precious treasures that now gathered in sticky clusters in between its toe-claws. The function of the device was to provide the plunderer with enough time in which to escape, and often one had only a few moments in which to do so before the dragon realized the trick played on it and came after the thief roaring in a fury, forsaking the valuables stuck to its claws in order to hunt down and kill the one who dared to pilfer from its home.

That was where the gelatin-bomb's second function could come into use, if one were first bold enough to drop one of the bombs down inside the dragon's gullet and somehow contrive to have the beast swallow it reflexively. The flood of slime from the bursting bomb contained a certain chemical which was absorbed instantly upon contact with draconic stomach-acids, entering all the parts of the body through the circulatory vessels, and eventually expanding the dragon's fat-cells to twice their normal size and weight.

The usual result of such a detonation and expansion inside a dragon was that the furious juggernaut of charging reptile became enlarged as the beast came rumbling up the entrance tunnel towards the fleeing thief, becoming stuck in the tunnel's narrow confines, thereby giving the intruder all the time he needed in which to escape, and if he were a bold thief, to hurl a final gelatin-bomb straight into the dragon's fanged, snarling visage right before he turned and ran.

As for a raptor as swift on his feet as Firefly, there was surely no doubt: the gelatin-bombs had not only saved his life any number of times, they had saved him from being scorched in every single instance, and he'd grown used to using them each and every time until his reputation grew among his peers. He'd lately grown faster with practice as well, so that he was now fast enough to hurl a bomb at the dragon's face on his way out of the lair nearly every time.

His twelve hour journey reached its conclusion as Firefly arrived in a round stone cirque at the terminus of the broad valley, and he saw gaping at the base of the cliff's monumental curved face a large cave-mouth whose scorch-marked exterior identified it as the entrance to the dragons' lair. Reports from various anthrosauroids in the area had all agreed that those few souls brave enough to enter the beasts' cave reported walking (or crawling) down a brief length of tunnel and coming upon a huge hole in the floor near its end, an open shaft plunging straight down fifty feet and emerging from a high ceiling ninety feet above the two dragons, who slept on the surface a lake that burned faintly with a radiance like a sunrise of beaten gold shimmering on open water. It was not a lake of water but one of riches, of fabulous, untold wealth that filled every corner of the cavity with gold, silver, platinum, and precious stones of all descriptions, ornamented arms and armor, urns, salvers, jewelry and diadems of every kind all covered in gemstones, plus gold and silver coffers filled to their lids with heaped precious stones all cut and polished, enough for Firefly to scoop out great clawfuls of them and let them fall through the spaces between his claws back into the box, just so that he could scoop them out and start all over again...

Just thinking about it made him salivate and quicken his tread, and upon entering the dragons' cave the anthroraptor discovered that the reports had all been accurate, that there was indeed a brief tunnel near whose end the floor fell away into a wide shaft. Approaching the gaping hole in the floor by creeping along on his belly, Firefly slid his scaly jaws over the edge sideways and peered down with one yellow eye into the lair of the two sleeping dragons. Directly below him was precisely the same scene described to him by witnesses, only the two dragons were larger than the ones that had been described to him. The two creatures slept side by side, the male similar to a longish monitor lizard in shape, but with a lean and pantherish breadth of shoulder and muscular hind legs made for leaping, grasping, and perching atop high mountain crags. He possessed a broad, corpulent stomach which resembled nothing quite so much as the belly of a well-fed crocodile, and his tail was as long as a serpent's, and limber. He lay with his serrate spine leaned back against the wall, resting on one side with his great leathery wings folded behind him, and his partner's tail enwinded around his own in loving union.

Stretched out on her side in front of the male, mostly blocking Firefly's view of his broad underbelly, was the female, whose total length nearly equaled her that of her mate. Although not longer than the male her body's girth was undoubtedly greater than his; it appeared that a brood of eggs would not be long in coming out of her.

All this worked to Firefly's advantage. He knew that the female's sleep would be much deeper than normal while she was resting her enormous, egg-burdened body, and her mate's slumber would be no less deep as he had undoubtedly been out hunting all day in order to satisfy her enormous cravings.

Below Firefly the male dragon shifted slightly, crunching layers of riches underneath his long, red-scaled body with a noise that was audible to Firefly in the tunnel above. The loud sound and shifting body failed to disturb either his sleep or his mate's. The male dragon's snakelike belly-scales were the hue of polished gold and had a glistening, slimy sheen as though grease coated them. Both his claws and his horns were shiny black, and his large, forward-facing eyes remained invisible beneath a pair of red, scaly lids while he slept.

The male red dragon rested his snaky neck across the female's exposed throat, while she in turn rested the top of her head and topside of her muzzle on the lake of treasure, reclining on her back with her neck stretched to its full length. Her predominant colors were white tinged with faint blue, with pale yellow belly-scales that started at the underside of her sleekly sculpted reptilian jaws and covered her chest and belly, bulging greatly at her gravid midsection before diminishing at last into a slender shapely white tail. Both her ibex-like horns and her claws were light tan. Her vast, wraith-pale wings were kept folded behind her in between her mate and her, displaying violet vein-patterns in their thin membranes as the honeyed radiance of the hoard gleamed through the white, elastic tissue. The female's snow-white eyelids concealed orbs that might have been red or some similar dark color.

In any case, Firefly had no intention whatsoever of seeing them, or those of her mate. Unless it was the moment before a gelatin-bomb was about to go off in their faces, he thought immediately, with a silent, dry chuckle that only he heard.

Deftly and without making a sound, the anthroraptor removed the knapsack from his back and opened it, moving the bombs aside. He then removed a coiled length of black rope and a harness of the same color from the sack, along with a bright steel-eyelet tipped with a clamp, which he fastened tightly to the edge of the stone well-shaft. Without apparent exertion, creating no noise whatsoever, Firefly grasped the rope in both claws and lowered himself tail-first over the edge, rappelling down into the open shaft until he reached the end of the vertical tunnel and dangled in the empty air nearly ninety feet above the pair of snoring dragons.

Making no noise at all, the raptor slid down the remaining ninety feet of rope and landed in between the two beasts' huge tails near their scaly bases, directly underneath the four huge upraised hind-paws. Their paws rested against one another and bridged the gap in between the animal's lower bellies, and their two visible sets of genitalia.

Firefly expertly avoided touching their feet and tails with the rope as he climbed down in between them, swinging hardly at all. His lithe, fluid movements scarcely caused the rope to move, or the treasure to shift underneath him as he landed upon it.

He left the rope dangling from the roof while he went to work, slithering up ever so carefully onto the base of the male dragon's tail and standing tall on his toe-claws, in order to place a gelatin-bomb onto each one of the creature's huge, odoriferous hind-paws. Then he slid off the male and crept over to do the same to the female, adhering a bomb to each foot and admiring the she-creature's fine, long, white-scaled hind-paws, bearing three prehensile digits plus one opposable, like some hybrid of lizard claws and the talons of some a bird of prey, with yellow corrugations on the pads of her feet which had almost the same cloying-sour scent as her mate's.

"A fine mess that'll make," thought Firefly when he was done.

Afterwards, the raptor expertly lobbed one gelatin-bomb into the mouth of each of the dragons, grinning in silent satisfaction as he watched the two omnivores swallow the objects reflexively, and then saw both lick their chops without emerging from slumber.

After affixing his bombs to the feet of the female, Firefly immediately climbed down to the level of the treasure. From there he swarmed all over the heaps of gold like a lizard, picking out the largest diamonds in the hoard and stuffing them into his sack, throwing out a small one each time he found one that was larger, while the two dragons snored away unawares. The raptor did this until he happened upon a trio of large golden coffers sitting at the foot of a heap of armlets, and gold headpieces. Appearing on every one of the boxes were ornate, jewel-encrusted carvings of dragons and serpents, and all three appeared to have no locks.

A few mucinous strings of anticipatory drool hung from Firefly's open jaws as he reached for the lid of the box on the left, fully expecting to be greeted with the sight of a pile of precious stones inside, all polished, cut, and gleaming.

Instead, his claw exposed a copper drum covered in patterns of bristles, with a brush of resonant tin needles overlaying its broad circumference. Firefly recognized the music-box at once with a gasp and immediately turned and fled as an intricate melody began to play. He didn't stay to close the box; instead he ran, and without diminishing his pace he sprinted toward the hanging rope he'd left and leapt towards it, passing between the two dragons' hind-paws in mid-leap, extending both foreclaws toward the rope.

Half a moment later Firefly's world exploded with a crash, and he saw stars and felt his entire skeletal structure jarred in the most painful fashion. At the same time he felt two huge, pummeling weights crush him from either side--front and back--as his body was seized between the dragons' four huge hind-paws and he was held aloft to struggle and writhe in agony.

Against these creatures' hideous strength, Firefly was horrified to discover, all his struggles were in vain; he simply could not extricate himself from the space between the creature's paws, as that space became narrower and many of his bones bent and bowed, hovering on the verge of dislocation.

Above him, Firefly heard voices shouting:

"I've killed something!"

"You and I bo--ugh! It's alive! Kill it!"

Before he could begin to comprehend what had just happened or what he was hearing around him, Firefly felt the scaly walls in front of and behind him begin to close on him once more, until the only thing staying the gap between the dragon's paws was his steadily shrinking chest and flattened stomach. At that moment, he heard the familiar soft pop that always precedes a gelatin-bomb's detonation and reflexively shut his eyes.

A moment later four simultaneous explosions of slimy gelatin covered him from the tip of his snout to the ends of his toe-claws in clear, sticky ooze, and the two pairs of scaly paws in whose grip he remained trapped came apart at once. Instead of falling, however, Firefly was left to struggle weightlessly in a web of thick, dripping strands in between the four huge dragon-paws. From his every limb a dripping, viscous catenary of snot-thick substance extended back to a dragons' paw, suspending Firefly in midair and saving his life, for the moment the gelatin-bombs exploded the immense claw-feet that would have crushed him to death hesitated, sparing him this fate, so that the two dragons could instead gasp in dismay and disgust at their slime-covered hind-paws, bouncing his body up and down in the webs of slime as they pulled their feet apart to examine what was stuck to them.

In the moments following the detonation, Firefly could hear two frighteningly loud, monstrously deep voices declaiming to one another:

"Uggghhh! Its guts are all over! Ygh!!"

"What was it?"

"I've no idea... Ugghh, I've never seen anything so atrocious. What is this?"

Then the two dragons appeared to spot the male anthroraptor struggling inside the webs of slime for the first time, and both of them grew silent and stared at him. The red dragon's eyes were lemon-amber, huge and snakelike. The white's eyes were the color of blood, with black spindle-shaped pupils that narrowed visibly as she focused on Firefly for the first time.

Firefly noticed the two of them staring. "Ah, permit me..." he began unsteadily. He was trembling, and not only because of the ropy catenaries of slime which suspended him from all sides and bounced him incessantly.

One second later, he was being crushed in between the dragons' powerful paws. Firefly unleashed a loud, hissing squeal of pain and squirmed madly in their grasp.

"Wait!" exclaimed the female, stroking the yellow underside of her snowy jaws with one pale claw and adopting an expression that was pensive. "I want to hear what the little beast says first. Then I want to eat him."

"But I wanted him," the male complained. "You ate the last one."

"Yssh," the female snorted a laugh. "And you ate a dozen springboks yesterday afternoon, so I get to eat this one now, end of discussion."

"His rope's touching my side of the hoard," argued the male.

"I want to play with something," the she-dragon pouted, flexing her giant toe-claws and readjusting the position of her feet against her partner's and against Firefly's foreparts, resulting in tremendous back and stomach pain for the terrified raptor. "You never let me have any fun, and I've been wishing for a little toy to eat, exactly like this one. You'd just pop him in your mouth and swallow him without having any fun."

Firefly screamed to them, "Wait! Please! Please, I want to... undo this mistake--rrrghh--to--agh! No! Please!"

"Undo the mistake?" the female growled curiously, and she stopped crushing him for a moment, while the male immediately did the same.

The male dragon grinned. "Do you think he's serious?" he asked. "Or do you think this little vermin's merely playing for time, searching for the precious moments in which to develop his master-plan to escape?"

"I think it's the latter," replied his mate, displaying the sharp points of her upper and lower fangs in a smile of amusement. She blinked her pale lids and yawned. "Mmm, I've slept for a week, and so have you, my love," she nuzzled at the red dragon's throat. "We've not done anything together for at least a week, have we, Sgrevrau?"

"No, we haven't, dearest Azaion. It gives me an idea."

"Ah, wait, please," Firefly whined, struggling in between the huge paws, "Wait! I, ah, I thought I'd... chance to explain."

"Oh all right," Azaion answered dismissively. "Go ahead."

"Let's hear it," said her mate Sgrevrau.

The raptor's yellow eyes bulged as the two dragons did nothing to relieve him of the weight of their huge paws pressing against him, continuing to crush him instead.

Firefly began weakly, "Aghghem... I--I had come in here... to demonstrate a--a lair-defense device of... of my good friend's ah, invention, ah... these are a... explode--nngh, unnh--spreading sticking--sticky coat of... of this substance agk--all over th--the floor... and it prevents your intruders from... escaping. I--I came here to set a few... a few of--of these... for your convenience--"

"For our convenience," the male red snarled, exposing his upper and lower front fangs in a snarl. He flexed his claws, readjusting the bones in the raptor's spinal column slightly.

"Yes! Yes!" Firefly screamed at once, grimacing and gasping in agony. "I was--rrrgh--I was about to--to leave them to trap... intrude--rrrghhAAAGGHH!" He let out a hissing bellow of pain as he was crushed unmercifully in between the two dragon's paws. "I brought to keep your lair safe!" the ratpro screamed at the top of his voice. "From thieves! I wanted--agk--SSSSSSSZZZZZGGGGGHH!!! AGH! Help! Someone please help! Help me!"

The female exchanged a dubious glance with the male.

The red dragon shook his head.

"Little liar," the white dragoness growled, and with that she and her mate once more began to squeeze the small anthrosauroid, causing him to cry out in agony.

"Please!" screamed Firefly. "I'll undo...everything! Everyth--aaaggh! Mercy! Mercy! Please, I beg you! Show... rrghnnngh!"

The raptor was beginning to pass out, crushed between the two walls of pliant, slimy flesh that tormented him unceasingly. Then all of a sudden he was released from this awful torment and left to gasp and pant in between the huge paws that gripped him tightly but did not crush him just yet.

"Wait, Azaion, I've an idea," said Sgrevrau. "This little vermin wants mercy. He wants relief."

"Yes! Please!" Firefly begged, his tongue lolling out from exhaustion. He nodded wearily. "I'll undo... everything..."

"Indeed you will, my little vermin," Azaion cooed venomously.

"I'll lick them clean," Firefly promised. "I'll do such a fine--SSSZZZGGH!!"

"You dare to make such an offer," the white dragon snarled, "you filth, without first begging for the privilege to touch us with your tongue, you nasty little worm?"

"Insufferable arrogance!" the red growled furiously, after which he and his mate once more began to crush the raptor betwixt their slime-drenched paws.

"Gods! Aaagahgaghh! Wait! No! No!" Firefly screamed. "Let me, master--rrrgh! I wish t--aaaggh! M--mistress, please, please gi--urfgk! Agk, urp--"

Slime began to go down the raptor's throat as the huge claw-feet pressed against him unrelentingly and smeared gelatin all over his face and jaws. Firefly gagged and spat as he swallowed mouthfuls of the sweet stuff. It was like honey that didn't dissolve in the mouth, like molasses only thicker and stickier. His yellow eyes rolled up in their sockets and his long tongue lolled out between his serrate jaws as the breath was squeezed out of his lungs, while slime continued to fill his oral and nasal passages.

He was released moments later and allowed to breathe once more.

Gasping, Firefly hissed to his tormentors, "Humblest ap--apologies, master and mistress, oh," he panted and caught his breath, "Oh I beg you, please no, I--I prostrate... myself... I--I beg you, please, please allow me to c--clean them. I wish to clean t--to clean off every last bit... of the slime, to undo all of it for milord and lady."

"Well then," replied the Azaion, pressing her hind-paws' beslimed yellow pads hard against the raptor's chest and belly as she gripped his skull firmly between two of her huge, pale toe-claws and toyed with his head, nearly popping several of his vertebrae. Then she released his head, bouncing it roughly. "We'll soon see if your tongue cleans as well as it makes promises. This had better be the best cleaning I've ever experienced in my life," she snapped, while Firefly nodded and grinned eagerly, "or you will suffer the most exquisite torments, my little worm, for a very, very long time before you are at last killed. You'd best clean off every trace of this mess and look as though you're enjoying every mouthful of what you swallow. Oh yes, my slave," she went on to say, smiling faintly as she saw Firefly swallow the lump in his throat. "You will swallow every last bit of this disgusting slime you have splattered over my claws, and keep it inside you. I will not have my feet defiled by your rancid vomit."

"And once you have finished with hers," Sgrevrau the dragon added, grinding his paws against Firefly's spine, so that the raptor's eyes widened and his jaws opened in a loud scream, "you get to clean mine, and I am much more difficult to please than my lovely mate here."

"I'm the kind one," Azaion remarked in soft, cajoling accents. Then her two toe-claws slammed into either side of Firefly's skull, gripping him again, directing him to look the she-dragon in the face as her foot lifted his gaze and held him upright. "Now, start enjoying it, you slimy little vermin, before I pull your head from your shoulders."

Trembling, Firefly began to run his long, pointed tongue up the female's leftmost toe-claw, doing so with a mad grin of helplessness etched on his fanged jaws. In order to have any chance of survival, he had to make it appear as though he was experiencing the greatest of pleasures, and so he began praising the she-dragon's claws in between smoothing their scales with his tongue, blathering on in the most absurd fashion:

"Ooh, mmf, I love... this, this uncovering of--of such... ththbssthbth... such, ah, lovely claws... As I clean away the filth ... th--the real treasure's down here..."

"Oh please," the dragoness yawned, looking away. "Now I'm not even certain I'll be able to kill you, or if you'll bore me to death first. Pathetic..." And she and her mate began to crush him again.

"Oh no, please, milady, I'll improve! I'll--aagkh!" Firefly cried out, and he began to put huge mouthfuls of the gelatin-bomb's slime down his gullet, gagging on the thick substance and smacking his jaws as he embraced the huge toe-claw and licked and smiled and licked some more, devouring every ounce of the slime on one digit, smoothing the white scales with his tongue until they glistened, before moving to the next claw.

"Such exquisite texture," the raptor exclaimed in a despairing, panicked hiss, rolling his eyes in terror as he viewed the displeased look on the she-dragon's face. "I can--mrrr, oh--I can taste your loveliness... in every... thbth--of my tongue... mmm, oh, it is so heavenly... you're a--a work of art," he finished unsteadily, continuing to lap up huge mouthfuls of sticky ooze from her toes, retching and gasping as his throat pumped with warm ooze. "Oh, such fine texture and shapely--ulrphg--lovely luh--agk! Lovely scales, so flawl--glrk! Ugkh! Flawless, mmh..."

Firefly's belly soon became stretched and sore from having consumed so much of the substance, and he was not even finished cleaning half of the female's foot. Devouring the sticky substance also was having a similar effect on his body as it had on the bodies of various dragons, fattening Firefly inordinately in a brief period of time, so that his already stuffed belly became a fat, rounded protuberance hanging in front of midsection, bestowing on his formerly sleek body a shape like that of a well-freighted sack, which the two dragons' slimy hind-paws crushed betwixt them, flattening the huge bulge painfully, squeezing his slime-flooded insides all around and forcing his duodenum to open and close until the muscle deep down inside his throat ached from swallowing, and his heart's pounding sent throbs of pain lancing through his chest.

To make matters worse, his duodenum sticking gave him the hiccups. As soon as Firely began hiccupping he was instantly gasping for air and could no longer work on cleaning the she-dragon's claws. To the raptor's growing terror and dismay, she leaned her long head and snaky neck down, across her belly, across the scales that hid her sex, towards where he hung trapped between her and her mate's paws, struggling and panting with his tongue hanging out. Firefly saw her long forked tongue slide out and shut his eyes, knowing he was finished. But she did not devour him as she held him in her claws. Instead, she sniffed him.

"I think I've an idea which little creature this is," remarked Azaion. "I recognize this foul little thing's stench from somewhere... It was... that day I came to your came, that day after someone robbed your hoard," she murmured. "That stench..."

Firefly gulped as he saw the female white's eyes narrow, and terror gripped him as he felt the male red's claws flex on his back, curving his spine. In a panic, he began to gulp down huge mouthfuls of the sticky stuff, all the while whimpering, "Please--hc... please--hc..."

"Now I--that's right, I remember now," said Sgrevrau. "I can recall someone stealing my second and my third largest diamonds right out from under my snout. I heard him leaving. I woke up and ran out, only to find that the floor was sticky all of a sudden, and my belongings were all sticking to my toes. Still, I charged out, but before I could exit, I was struck by this feeling o--"

Before he could finish his sentence, both the white and the red dragon changed sizes, becoming fatter and heavier in a matter of moments. The female was enormous in her hyperpregnant state, while the male's well-fed stomach became a veritable mountain of scaly flesh.

The next few seconds were spent with Firefly struggling and hissing in a panic as the two larger, now even heavier predators stared down at him in building anger, crushing him unmercifully between their paws.

"Well look who's returned for my number one diamond," said the male. "If it isn't Sir Glue-bomb himself, the little slime that I'd have caught had I not suddenly grown so fat that I became stuck in my own tunnel.... Welcome back, Sir Glue-bomb, I have something nice and sticky waiting for YOUR face as soon as you've turned around."

Firefly heard loud, awful wet sounds behind him like slime being slopped about, and he heard the red dragon panting as he gave himself one off the wrist.

The raptor shut his eyes and begged, "Plea--hic--milord and mila--hic--lady, if I can continu--hic... only the f--hc--inest work... on your claws--hcch, milady... if you would please, please spa--agk!"

Firefly's eyes widened and he panicked as he saw the female's long-toothed smile, and saw that she had been stroking her clit with the two digits of her foreclaw, sliding the fingers up and down across the outside of her femslit and occasionally penetrating, while she wore an expression of heavy-lidded draconic bliss. She and her mate once more began to crush the raptor terrifying him and at the same time causing him to swallow a huge mouthful of the coagulated gelatin. The male dragon's relentless squeezing forced the lump of slime down his throat like a plummeting stone, instantly curing Firefly of his hiccups but at the same moment causing his eyes to cross and his jaws to go slack, as he lost control of his bowels and an uncontrollable burst of pre-digested gelatin slid out of the raptor's anus like diarrhea.

Firefly kept his trembling eyes on the dragoness as Azaion's head dipped towards him on a neck which moved remarkably like a swan's.

"I would love if you did that," she growled harshly, in a voice that made Firefly wince, for at that range the she-dragon's voice had a snap like thunder, and the raptor was close enough to her mouth to see the textures of her fangs as she spoke to him, and he kept both eyes on her rows of teeth at all times. "But I must kill you the moment you no longer appear ardent about your work, because I only keep the slaves who please me, and guess what you're not doing right this moment..."

In his frantic state, Firefly hugged one of the female's toe-claws to his chest and his fat, bulging stomach and began to suck on it and lick it, working his way down and tasting the sour pads of her feet, the yellow scales that were coated with gelatin and big lumps of accreted scale-wax in the grooves, which he swallowed along with the slime, gagging painfully. The male's toe-claws gripped Firefly around the neck and held him up to the female's feet, permitting him to slurp down all the thick ooze and lick the female's corrugated, scaly pads until the banded scales glistened from his saliva, and the raptor's body was a little more than a huge, bloated, panting sack of flesh.

"Ugk! Aghk!" Firefly choked, struggling as the male's paws crushed his belly into the arch of the female's foot. He had no choice but to continue cleaning her as the torment would not abate.

Wheezing, the bloated raptor wearily slurped all the slime off of the arch and the heel, turning his head to the side and waving his tongue to and fro across the sour-odored, sticky scales of her hind-claws, letting the gelatin fall into his mouth. He barely was able to suck down the last of the stickiness, leaving behind only glistening scales. With his long, dripping tongue draped over his lower teeth, the raptor continued to lick wearily at Azaion's already cleaned paws, whimpering little phrases, "So exquisite... you have... such flawless... toes.... Toes and claws are... perfect... flesh," he panted, drooling over her scaly pads and licking them with the exhausted, eye-rolling expression of total fatigue etched on his features.

Grinning toothily, the dragoness continued to frig herself with her two finger-claws as she watched the cleaning process come to its conclusion. It was clear that the raptor's work had not come close to making her climax, and Firefly, all at once realizing his predicament, began to whine and plead for his life, "I truly d--did my best, milady. Oh please, please have--aaauugk!"

The rest of the anthroraptor's words were cut off as the red dragon's toe-claws gripped him by the neck and lifted him into the air high above the female's sex. Firefly had only a single moment in which to realize what was about to happen before the male's fore-claws seized him painfully around his bloated middle and shoved him head-first into the she-dragon's glistening slit. She clenched the raptor's head and neck in between the oozing walls of her sex, as her enormously fattened mate Sgrevrau released the little male raptor and climbed on top of her loins, straddling her crotch.

Sgrevrau's dragonhood was enormous, totally jet-black, and glistening, with a tremendous mushroom-shaped knob on its end and a fifteen inch-long tongue of whiplike flesh emerging from his huge cockslit, flicking in and out like a snake's tongue.

With his head stuck inside the dark, warm, slimy tunnel, scarcely able to breathe after he was engulfed, all of a sudden Firefly felt something warm, smooth, and wet slip inside his anus, a feeling that was like diarrhea in reverse at the start, and then which felt like the squirming muscular contractions of something long and eel-slick, and highly kinetic, since it did not stop moving once it was inside him. The moment Firefly began to feel his ass being violated, he began to moan wretchedly. At the same time, the she-dragon's tight vulva opened its lips to engulf him, and Firefly was taken inside, shoved inside her by Sgrevrau's dragonhood pushing against his rump. His fattened midsection squeezed painfully past the lips of Azaion's vulva and was pushed through.

Firefly began to scream as he felt the head of the dragon's cock pressing against his ass, as broad and round as shield rising up in between his legs, with its center-spike of a tongue tickling him deep inside his anus and his lower intestine. He writhed, struggled, and wept in the dark of Azaion's sex, all to no avail.

Then the huge, gelatin-fattened male dragon began to pound his sex into the female's, and the two dragons engaged in sexual intercourse with the raptor functioning as an extension of the male's organ, an operation made possible by the curling, knotting genital tongue which constantly grasped Firefly from the inside of his intestines. The whole head of Sgrevrau's enormous dragonhood began to penetrate the raptor's tight anus, causing Firefly to scream and flail about ineffectually in the lightless confines of Azaion's pussy while the huge, ramming object came quite close to splitting the rim of his ass-hole, and dragon pre filled up his rectal cavity and gurgled audibly into Firefly's lower and upper digestive tract. In the meantime, the poor raptor's face was slammed unmercifully against the female's slimy walls over and over and over again.

At last the combination of the she-dragon's squeezing vaginal walls and the rough pounding sensation in Firefly's ass caused the anthroraptor's bloated stomach to empty its contents, which were primarily the gelatin-bomb's slime. A flood of draconic pre-cum fell in place behind the slime, spilling out between Firefly's rows of curved fangs as he groaned loudly, shrinking from blimp-sized to merely a fat anthrosauroid in a matter of moments, after which he turned into a blimp once more as Sgrevrau's pre-cum began to flow in a truly triumphant stream, ballooning the poor raptor and stimulating Azaion into climaxing at virtually the same time, as Firefly burped and puked mouthfuls of dragon pre into the female's huge tunnel in lieu of Sgrevrau's cock shooting off its load. His face and mouth were filled with the slime he had just puked up as Firefly became the recipient of a relentless pounding in the ass.

The pre filled up the raptor's entire alimentary canal and swelled his body into a blimp moments before suddenly changing to thick, salty, heavy-scented dragon semen. Firefly gagged on the stuff as the dragon's warm load began to pulse through his lower intestine like his heart pumping his bloodstream along times twenty. He felt the huge, slimy splashes gushing through his insides, and his eyes rolled in agony as the head of the dragonhood filling up his anus leaped and bucked in his hole, causing him extraordinary pain as Sgrevrau arrived at his bellowing climax.

Blinking the tears out of his yellow eyes inside the female's lightless birth canal, Firefly felt in front of him the surface of something large and curved, a slimy ovoid with a pliant, bumpy-textured, hard outer covering and fluid insides which sloshed audibly as the raptor's claws and snout came into contact with it. It was an egg. The dragoncock up Fireflys ass rode him down into the surface of the egg and caused him to take the curve of the huge egg between his jaws as his cum-bloated raptor body was squashed against it. Then within just a few moments, dragon-cum came squirting out from between his wide-open jaws and entered into the fluid interior of the egg, causing Firefly to gag and gasp as he was essentially used to fertilize the egg. The raptor struggled to extricate his teeth from the surface of firm, slippery eggshell. He failed to do so until Sgrevrau, apparently having finished ejaculating, withdrew his cock and its raptor-extension from his mate.

Wearing a cruel, long-fanged grin, the male dragon reached down and squeezed the raptor's jaws shut between his two finger-claws, because the dragon's cum was still filling the little reptile's intestinal tract and overflowing out of his mouth. With his jaws held shut in this fashion, Firefly could do nothing except struggle as Sgrevrau straddled his mate's gold-scaled chest and jacked off his huge raptor-bearing black cock, filling the raptor's hind-end with semen until his body was once more as fat as a blimp.

Firefly gagged and writhed and made terrified faces as dragon-cum streamed out from between his clenched teeth, till at last Sgrevrau released the raptor's jaws and the red dragon's immense build-up of jism came out of his mouth and spilled down the shaft of the larger animal's throbbing member, directly onto Azaion's face. The female moved her horned head sensuously into the rain of fluids and licked them from her muzzle as the drops fell upon her.

At the same moment, with the head of the dragon's cock up his ass and the total violation of his body, inside and out, by the two enormous beasts' sexual secretions filling him and drenching him, Firefly was no longer able to control himself. His semi-rigid male member, which had been oozing pre, suddenly loosed a few involuntary spurts of cum, jolting his body as he gasped and panted on the end of Sgrevrau's cock-tongue. The curling, fifteen-inch cock-tongue gave a jolt inside him as well, and a moment later Firefly was picked up by the neck and thrown against the throat-scales of the reclining female, and his face was pressed deep into an undifferentiated smear of cum on the white dragon's slime-covered throat.

"Are these your leavings, you little filth?" the immense, fattened red dragon growled, holding Firefly in his fore-claw and crushing him into the puddle of sexual fluids. "You'd best start licking that off of my mate's throat this instant, and enjoying every bit you put down. Lick up my leavings as well, while you're down there. And then prepare to clean my claws like the groveling worm you are. Now put your head down and start licking!" he snapped, and Firefly hastened to follow the command, shuddering and trembling with a sick grin on his jaws as he lapped up the dragon's cum plus whatever was left of his own.

He lay down on his belly squirming in secretions that he would've been forced to devour again after they had oozed out of his now gaping ass-hole, had he not seized both sides of his posterior in his claws and clenched his anus shut because of the thorough raping it had received. In the meantime his ass continued to receive as the dragon's cock-tongue as it rimmed him and thrust its length deep inside him, violating his tender rectum with its sinuous, slippery length till it brought him quite close to climax again.

The raptor's sensuous, hissing moans were cut off halfway through as Firefly, after he had finished cleaning only three-quarters of the female's throat, was pulled violently away from her, lifted into the air, and set down once more directly in between the dragons' two pairs of hind-paws. Clutching the raptor's head between her two of her toe-claws, the white dragoness gingerly placed both hind-paws against Firefly's spine and pressed his bulging stomach against the arch of the male's slime-spattered foot.

When he looked at all the lumps of coagulated gelatin jiggling in between the huge, red toe-claws and besliming the scaly pads of dull, bruised violet, Firefly heaved a shuddering sigh. He uttered a loud "Aie!" as Azaion suddenly pressed her paws into his spine and urged him on by causing him pain.

"Well what you waiting for?" the female asked, but the raptor was in too much agony to answer.

"Why you little worm," the male growled, and he began to crush Firefly's bloated body. "You refuse--"

In desperation, Firefly rolled and swung his head, curving his tongue towards the nearest toe-claw and slurping up mouthfuls of gelatin, licking his chops in an exaggerated fashion, smiling a lot as he began licking the slime off of Sgrevrau's pungent claws. The raptor's despairing facial features screwed up into a tight grimace as he tasted rank scale-wax and unwashed foot, a grimace which he quickly turned into a trembling smile when he heard the huge creature growling, "That had better not be defiance I see, little worm."

As Firefly panted and wearily gulped down mouthful after mouthful of the slime, he grinningly tongue-kissed Sgrevrau's feet and stroked the great, scaly pads gently with his waving, slime-licking appendage, making guttural noises and growls of ecstasy as he sucked on toe-claws. He embraced the two digits nearest him and sucked the bomb's ooze out from between the toes and from beneath the dragon's sharp talons, rubbing the big, bloated sack of his midsection in between them.

His chest heaving, Firefly was barely able to slither onto the ball of the dragon's foot and hang there from the huge toe-claws, adulating and fondling them as he cleaned them with his tongue. As he was constantly short of breath and panting while doing so, he began breathing his hot breaths onto Sgrevrau's digits while he worked.

The dragon appeared to enjoy the loud panting against his toes almost as much as the licking, for he grew excited when he saw the struggling breaths of the creature, while Firefly tried (and very often failed) not to choke and gag on the huge mouthfuls of slime he was consuming. Sgrevrau still had not ceased jacking off his huge dragoncock, having continued to do so while Firefly was cleaning his feet, and the raptor had remained very much preoccupied with the cleaning. But now Firefly watched him reach down with one huge fore-claw, grasp him by the midsection, and drag the raptor's fat blimp of a carcass across his toe-claws directly toward his genitals. Firefly was then held aloft directly above Sgrevrau's gigantic, jet-black, pre-drizzling organ, while the dragon clutched him around the middle and held the raptor's panting mouth up to the head of his cock, letting the little warm breaths flow over the head of his throbbing dragonhood as Sgrevrau threw back his head and started to breathe and grunt loudly as the pleasure overwhelmed him. He jacked himself off with greater and greater intensity, gripping the little raptor's body tighter and tighter in his scaly claw as he thrust Firefly's open jaws down upon the head of his shaft, while his other fore-claw rubbed and pulled and stretched out his rigid cock until clear, slimy pre was oozing from his slit in a steady stream.

The male dragon's eyelids fluttered and his lower jaw hung open. His yellow eyes became unfocused, veritably spinning in their sockets as he jacked off. The more the dragon rubbed his rigid cock, the harder his forepaw squeezed Firefly, which caused the raptor to breathe even harder onto the head of his dragonhood, enhancing his stimulation and urging more pre out of him. Sgrevrau was soon bellowing and erupting in growls as floods of the secretion gurgled out of his slit in audible, slurping spurts, splashing Firefly directly in the face, while the cock-tongue whipped out in all directions, slapping the poor raptor all about the face, throat, chest and stomach.

In the midst of the warm overpowering pollen-odor of dragon-secretions, Firefly caught the warm, sweetish scent of decaying meat riding a breeze that blew from behind him, and he half turned in order to view the white she-dragon's huge head snaking up toward where he was, held in a dragon's paw, forced to huff hot breaths against the cock and balls of his huge tormentor. To his horror, Firefly saw that she was also beginning to assist him. Doing as her mate instructed, she began to blow warm breath upon the dragon's cock and balls, and the red began to growl even louder than before, thrilled by the feeling of both Firefly's and his lover's breath upon him. He rubbed his shaft harder and faster but still only his pre flowed out, and Firefly tremblingly shut his eyes in anticipation of the explosion that was to arrive right in his face, as soon as the creature's flow of pre ceased to splash his eyes and coat his jaws with its slime.

Suddenly, everything stopped, all the jacking off sounds from the red dragon and the odor of the white dragon breathing on Firefly and her mate's genitals. The stillness was so uncanny that Firefly withstood it for only a second before opening his eyes.

At that exact moment the white she-dragon took her mate's balls inside her maw and undulated her long, thick tongue underneath them, licking them all over and panting so that the red dragon came off like a geyser...

And Firefly's snout got thrust directly down into the male's cockslit, the fifteen-inch tongue sslorping straight between his teeth and down his throat. He gagged as the warm, slimy, pre-tasting dragon-appendage invaded him, and all of a sudden he had the most irreconcilable feeling of vomiting, forced swallowing, prematurely ejaculating, and filling with slime, as hard, fluid thumps of dragon-cum fired at hypervelocity shot down his alimentary canal and buffeted the bottom of his stomach. The cum quickly filled Firefly so that he ballooned again, and the stuff overwhelmed his mouth and nostrils, leaking out of both.

Clenching his oozing jaws together in agony, Firefly was horrorstruck to feel the she-dragon's huge tongue licking the cum off his behind, sucking his tail, and eventually engulfing the raptor's hindquarters with her mouth, sliding his fat stomach down the back of her tongue towards the pit of her throat. Her teeth scraped his chest and belly and made a pitchfork-mark of five parallel cuts across him, which bled onto her tongue.

Firefly experienced an awful feeling of warm, fluid diarrhea that would not stop as the dragon's cum was fed to him until he was near to bursting. Then the female sucked it all out of the raptor's anus, keeping him from exploding, but teasing him by allowing him to reach larger and larger sizes. Soon she was sucking the cum from Firefly's tail and anus hardly at all.

Azaion made a sound of displeasure.

Sgrevrau's concern was sincere. "What's the matter, my love?"

"This little worm's blood's ruining the taste. Can I just eat him and be finished?"

"It's just gotten tedious," the dragon agreed. "So, go on then."

Firefly stopped gagging on the tongue of the gigantic, cum-spurting dragoncock whose ejaculations continued to punch him in the snout unrelentingly. The male then withdrew his member from his mate's mouth but left Firefly inside her, and the cum-bloated raptor struggled to turn around on the she-creature's huge, slippery tongue. He turned in time to see two rows of sharp teeth with strings of saliva and dragon-semen stretched between them close, shutting the light out forever. A moment later the huge tongue squashed him against the ribbed roof of the she-dragon's mouth, and he slid painfully to the top of her throat and was sucked down her gullet tail-first.

The entire time he kept shouting to her, "Wait! I'll clean claws... lick your teeth clean, I'll clean... your ass... oh gods! Wait! Don't!"

The enormous creature's throat engulfed him, and Firefly became a struggling bulge in the snakelike length of Azaion's throat. Using her muscles, she squeezed his fat body down into her stomach, so that Firefly landed with a plop at the bottom of her stomach. The acids went to work on him instantly, but not before the duodenum at the bottom of the creature's stomach had wrapped its tight ring and begun to suck him off.

Firefly lay on his belly in the dark, in the midst of a puddle of burning ooze, and he started to scream as the tightening ring sucked his cock all the way in then got hold of his balls as well. He started to climax, losing control and shooting his load of cum down into the small intestine. A moment later the acids ate through his hide, and he exploded like a balloon filled with fluids dropped onto a surface of hot oil.

At the end, the raptor's disembodied cock and balls, still firing off little squirts of cum, were absorbed through the duodenum, taken into the small intestine and digested, while the rest of Firefly's exploded corpse oozed down the walls of Azaion's stomach.

Meanwhile, in their lair, Azaion opened her jaws and expelled a thunderously loud belch while she and her mate were fondling one another's enormous, fattened bodies, rolling and playing together.

They stopped playing for a moment, and her mate grinned.

"That's the last," she remarked, "we'll see of that one. Good riddance to bad..."

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Azaion made a sound of displeasure.

Sgrevrau's concern was sincere. "What's the matter, my love?"

"This little worm's blood's ruining the taste. Can I just eat him and be finished?"

"It's just gotten tedious," the dragon agreed. "But I'd another plan for him, one that's better than just eating. Plus I can promise you, you will come off again in the most lip-bitingly intense pleasure before I'm finished."

"Ooh, that sounds delicious," growled Azaion, lifting Firefly's inert, bloated body roughly out of her warm, wet maw and setting the little creature in her mate's forepaws.

Instantly the red dragon seized the raptor by the waist, pinning Firefly's forelimbs to his sides so that no matter how much the smaller creature struggled he could not move. Then Firefly was placed ass-first upon the head of Sgrevrau's huge dragoncock, and he screamed and writhed in the larger creature's grasp as the long cock-tongue penetrated his rectal cavity once again, sliding up inside his lower intestine as it had done before.

Then Firefly could no longer scream, as the red dragon's claws seized hold of the raptor's head and fed him snout-first into the vagina of the female. The she-dragon sighed and murred, clutching at the edges of her clit and spreading them apart as her heavy, overweight partner slid his enormous jet-black dragonhood, with its cumstained raptor-extension, inside her and began to repeat a motion that he knew would bring her swiftly to a bellowing, thundering, writhing climax of tremendous proportions.

Sliding along the female's slippery tunnel, Firefly was unable to see a thing or breathe as he traveled ahead, forging a path between the two walls of flesh. Then all at once he stopped. His snout bumped against a resilient surface hard, painfully, as Sgrevrau's huge erection continued to push straight up into Firefly's ass.

The dragon fucked his mate with Firefly as his fucktoy, his anthrosauroid bringer of climaxes. First the raptor's snout banged repeatedly against the hard surface, then his chest began to pound against it, then his distended, overstuffed belly, then the whole of him was thumping against the hard, pliant material, whose immense curves felt slippery and textured with many small bumps as he was rammed into it again and again.

In his haze of pain, Firefly recognized the egg that he had bitten into earlier; his dragoncum-spurting mouth had pushed his teeth through the shell of the egg, injecting it with semen, fertilizing it, he'd assumed after it had happened.

He had had no chance to view the results of his bite; now, however, upon feeling the egg in front of him and feeling nothing at all in the dark, he saw in front of his jarred, pain-hallucinating eyes a vision that appeared to be a yellow, translucent draconic shape with unformed, rudimentary features and black, doll-like eyes, which hove into view as the large creature, which was already twice as large as Firefly, swam up to the other side of the eggshell and floated directly in front of the place where the raptor was being pressed against the shell.

The creature glowed faintly, a yellow phosphorescence that the raptor's sharp eyes discerned in the dark of Azaion's sex. In spite of the jarring, pounding thrusts his entire body was undergoing as Sgrevrau's pelvic region pounded his mate's, the raptor became aware that the creature was glowing, and that it appeared to have noticed his body banging against the outer surface of the egg.

With his chest and belly crushed up against the side of the egg, the raptor was unable to do anything about the thorough raping his tender, painfully tearing ass was receiving, nor could he comprehend the actions of the luminous creature floating in front of him inside of the egg. The fetal dragon reversed its position so that it faced Firefly upside-down, moving as easily as a seahorse swims in the swirling albuminous fluids. It tapped the pliant, firm shell of the egg several times with its snout and penetrated it easily. Seizing the raptor's cock in between its soft, unformed jaws, it began to suck and suck him until Firefly's pre came surging out of his cock in a stream, and then before he knew it his member had become a rigid, painfully spurting rod, bouncing and ejaculating in a state of total climax in front of him, and he gripped its shaft, knowing then that he was finished, that his entire body was indeed starting to liquefy and become as weak as a jelly.

The fetal dragon was insatiable. It sucked off Firefly's cock with vigour, like a famished mammal sucking at its mother's teat, till the raptor became little more than a withered being sucked dry of all fluids, including the ones that he had consumed from the head of Sgrevrau's dragoncock, the ones which had fattened and ballooned his body. The raptor became skeletal, and he experienced terrible seizures as the last of his fluids were drained out of him through his aching, raw cockslit.

Firefly the anthroraptor expired there in the she-dragon's vaginal tunnel, with the male's dragonhood in his ass, crushing him against the side of the egg.

The fetal, translucent-yellow dragon inside the egg sucked at the anthroraptor's cock until nothing more would come out of it, then it made another hole near the tip of his tail, grasped the end of Firefly's tail in its jaws, and pulled the raptor's dead, skeletal body through the seam his jaws opened in the eggshell. With unmatched voracity, the little creature swiftly dispatched the rest of his corpse, swallowing him bones and all.

After the fetal dragon was finished with its meal, it remained floating inside the egg without moving and appeared to fall into a deep slumber.

End.