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Glossary:

1 - Ademagi - Magic

2 - Ademane - The fluid in one's system that allows them to control magical powers

3 - The Cradle of Dalon - The mountain range plateau wherein the "Dalonian Dieties" Live

The cool mid-afternoon winds were blowing gently on the long meadow's grass, and Leera was enjoying the peacefulness of it all while her mate was off on a mission to the east. She was mostly alone in the cradle of Dalon, aside from the companionship she'd garnered from fellow overseer Luero Venosa. The two - not often seen together - were enjoying basking in the sun on a pair of rocks talking about their respective mateships.

"It's always fun watching him leave the lake up here to go on his missions, especially if I'm not going with him." Venosa was saying. As a viper dragoness, she was the one with the wings and the least amount of need to use any transformation or physical magic to leave the mountain plateau to help her aquatic mate down to the sea level civilization.

"Probably about as fun as watching me dart and dash between rocks and cliff crevasses to get down there. I usually have to either go into prime Saurossin form with wings and limbs to do it, or shrink and get Ceylon to fly me down. It's embarrassing, but sometimes I like doing it just to make him laugh at me." Leera was explaining. She, like Venosa's mate, lacked wings needed to leave their elevated plateau home to get to the base of the mountain, and couldn't be bothered to waste energy transforming or using telekinesis.

"So what do you do when Ceylon isn't around and you don't feel like morphing?" Venosa asked as she shifted on the flat ebon rock she was using to bask on, spreading her wings to absorb the heat like her own set of solar panels. She laid her head down on the hard, hot surface and flattened her chest so that as much of her skin was touching it as she could get without altering her form.

Leera, somewhat confused at her companion's questions (the answers to which she should already know), gave a simple answer. "I usually just slither my way down and stay at the Vore House with Yetzer for a week or month. Not fun to commute daily without wings or the energy to keep regrowing them." She, too, flattened her snake body in a coil on a higher, more rounded boulder made of the same rock that Venosa was basking on. She was in her natural form, no arms, no wings, no legs, just a massive, 21 meter long snake with a deep earthy tone and equally earthy red-blue spots.

Venosa chuckled a bit to herself. "You really like that job, don't you?"

"What, the Vore House? Yeah. I like it a lot, actually. I have long since learned to suppress my hunger with alteration Ademagi, but it's fun to indulge regardless." She paused a bit, raising an eyebrow at Venosa. She was harboring thoughts about how odd it was that Venosa was asking questions about things she knew the answer to, so she decided to bring it up. "Though I'm pretty sure you knew that. I've worked there for years now, and you've visited before. We've had this conversation, it feels like you're just bringing up something to discuss for the sake of discussion. Are you writing a book or something?"

Venosa laughed. "In fact, I am! Why do you ask?"

"Just wondering. Seemed like you were forcing exposition out of me or something for the sake of an audience that isn't there. If you're interested, though, I can tell you all about some of the requests I get there that keep things interesting. Had one guy demand we roleplay, he was the prey and I was the predator. I was hungry, but he demanded we live out this whole thing where he tried to convince me to spare his life by offering me gold, money, shinies, his friends, and eventually the 'loving nature of a thousand mates'. He was a stallion, so that was a fun 'offer' to roleplay before I ate him."

A chill shot up Venosa's spine from the tip of her frilled tail right in to the spot at the base of her skull between the horns; it was strong enough that even Leera could see the wave of muscle tensions undulating their way up and down her body.

"What's so strange about that?" She asked, curious as to why Venosa seemed uncomfortable.

"Oh, just the thoughts of being swallowed. You say it like it's nothing. Like it's something that just happens to anyone all the time. To everyone. Like there's a whole community out there sharing their love for being eaten by some malevolent predator naga such as yourself. It's just unnerving, you know?"

Leera raised her head right off the rock to look down at Venosa. "And you think that's any weirder than the partners you've had, many of which got off on your buzzing venom? I know all about the time you've spent with Vinnig, how is that any less weird than swallowing people?"

Venosa raised her head and looked down her snout at Leera, not letting the larger serpent seem like the more dominant of the two. "My venom has evolved over the course of my species' history to confuse and distract prey. It's meant to feel good and mess with their minds long enough to fall victim to me without dealing with all that necrosis and paralysis that comes with the toxin. It's like a drug. It's pleasant, and on its own, doesn't kill anyone. That's how it's less weird than a fetish for being another's meal."

Leera shifted her body a bit to get another meter of height over Venosa before offering her retort. "Well clearly you don't know anything about my digestive system. It only harms people if I'm in that part of my cycle, and I learned to control the stages of the cycle centuries ago. I've never hurt anyone, not even by accident, and it comes with its own set of sensual feelings, if you know how to enjoy it."

Venosa got to all fours and sat back on her haunches, raising her head as high as it would go to match Leera's height, spreading her wings to fake looking dominant and aggressive. There was no chance she would get taller than Leera, as Leera was thrice her length and equally as massive, comparatively. "Yeah...well....Reasons and stuff!"

Both collapsed in laughter, letting go of the fake one-upsmanship of their little competition. It was Leera who broke the silence first.

"In all seriousness, it does feel nice, I'm told. Ceylon explains it like full bodied genital mashing. Having all that throat flesh squeezing on you. It's like a blowjob for your whole body!"

"Ugh...." Venosa shuddered again and curled back up on herself on the rock, shaking off the visions. "I still couldn't do it. Hate being submissive in any way. I'm also a little claustrophobic. Do not like tight spaces, especially bellies of others. It's just a natural instinct."

"I suppose that makes sense. I don't disagree, I hate being inside anyone else. I tried it a few times, and couldn't do it. Didn't help that I'm so much larger than anyone else I know, and it would require compression to even fit, but I'm still as heavy. Naww, I can't say I blame you, not everyone is a viable prey for my job. I do know it is said to be fun, though, once the looming specter of mortality is removed from the equation." Leera subtly draped her tail over the side of the boulder to slowly wrap around Venosa's back end without actually touching scales.

"Yeah, but my brain just can't get rid of that feel. No matter what I think, the idea of having someone swallow me is just unnerving. It triggers a defense response, just like now that you're slowly wrapping your tail around me." She glared at Leera for her sneaky little trick. "Though, I won't lie. I'm still curious. You're doing remarkably well down there, bringing a lot of tourism dollars to Klyneth and the surrounding markets. Clearly it has appeal."

"Would you be interested in giving it a shot?" Leera cooed at her, tail tip slipping in between Venosa's hind legs. "I promise I'll be gentle." She flicked her tongue out slow and deliberately, waving it up and down to gauge Venosa's pheromone response.

"Well, I'd really rather not, and I don't appreciate your tone, Lady Ssevarine." Venosa warned before baring her fangs.

Leera leaned in close, sticking her tongue out and waving it in front of Venosa's snout, teasing her by just barely staying out of range for a bite-back. "You say you don't want to, but your scent tells me you're at least a little excited at the prospect of giving it a shot. Maybe you genuinely want to try it, maybe you just need the experience for your book. Either way, what better way to experience a fringe fetish than with someone you know you can trust, alone, without any witnesses just in case you freak out at it?"

She hissed a bit at Leera before closing her mouth and folding her fangs up. She looked down at the tail that was still snaking its way backwards between her hind legs and under her own tail. "Are you flirting with me, Leera?" She asked, genuinely not sure despite the fact that she had the ability to read the minds or intentions of those around her. "Because I think you may be piquing my interest."

"Perhapssss I am!" Leera hissed at her, moving in closer until their snouts touched. As soon as their scales were rubbing, she flicked her tongue out to slap on the dragoness' chin.

Venosa's eyes went wide and her lips pursed gently, a bit of pink spreading from her cheeks to her neck and upper torso. She shifted uncomfortably against Leera's tail before kicking it away and protecting herself from it. "Stop it Leera, you're doing that hypnotism thing again, and I don't appreciate it."

"I'm not doing any hypnotism, not this time. I could, but I'm not." She defended herself, a hint of offended innocence cracking in her voice. She brought her tail up to caress her chin as an appendage. "I just think you genuinely want to give it a shot. No point in denying it. It's not like you have anything to lose as my willing prey."

There was a long pause as Venosa lay prone on the basking rock looking up at Leera without saying a word. She was clearly pondering the implications of her compliance, but didn't know how to say it or accept it. She did want to give it a shot, she did want to experience it at least once to see what all the fuss was about, and not just for her memoirs. Still, once she imagined powerful jaws smothering her face and forcing her to do anything - especially forcing her to slide down a too-tight tube of flesh that she can't get out of - she lost all desire at least for a second until she thought about how much she loved feeling her tail in Olfrin's slit.

The very moment the memory of Olfrin's slit came into play, Leera knew that she'd won. "So how do you want to try it? What makes you most comfortable?"

Venosa looked away and chewed a bit on her own gums, using her lips to prod at an imaginary lover as she thought about it. "I really don't know how I'd be most comfortable, if we were to do it. I know I wouldn't want to to head first. That'd make me panic and flail. Don't want to claw you up."

"So you'd want to try tail first? Let your head go in last, so you stay in the daylight and can focus on the feelings?" Leera recommended as she looked up and down Venosa's body, noting the backwards facing spines connected to the fleshy membranes lining her spine. "But I admit, butt-first might be hard with such sharp frills. Will require a lot of careful gulping to keep that from jabbing into me."

"Oh, no problem, I can flatten them pretty much completely. See?" She flexed her back muscles to press the fin down flat on her back, making it almost like there was no fin save the orange and yellow faded, semi-transparent membrane that was still there, folded up along her spine. "See? Shouldn't be too bad."

"What about wings?" Leera used her tail to gently tap at the powerful limbs that Venosa's wing membranes were attached to. "Those are never fun no matter what end is going in first."

"I'll see what I can do. Wait, why are you suddenly asking me all these questions? Isn't the whole point of your silly vore fetish the dominance of another, to take them against their will?"

Leera shook her head a bit before gently extending her body in a semicircle around Venosa's basking rock. "Oh, no. Just the opposite. Sure, it's like that for some prey, they like the helplessness and the dominance, but mostly it's about the sensations and the relations. I have to ask, do you want to play a role, or just go straight for the vore? Is there a chase component you want to experience, or just dive right in, figuratively?"

Venosa raised an eyebrow as she got to all fours, keeping a keen look at the naga that was encircling her. "I really hadn't thought of it. Not sure I'm ready to play any sort of meek, helpless prey, but I don't want to be the reluctant prey that lost. That's not my style and you know it."

"So consensual prey package it is! It's sssimple, Miss Venosssa. I just catch you in my coils, like this." She tightened her semicircle around Venosa and used a massive fold of her body to lift and gently press Venosa's chest to the ground. "As you can see, you could get away, I'm not pushing down too hard. Then I just kinda, prod around out back a bit, like this." She brought her snout in to press against Venosa's haunches, flicking her long, forked tongue up and down over the dragoness's thin serpentine scales before nipping gently at the base of her tail, the naga's long, sharp teeth piercing the scales just a bit, leaving two tiny red dots in their wake.

"Hey! I didn't agree to biting!" Venosa protested as she scraped her claws against the rock, trying to get away from Leera's prodding nips, only to have the heavy weight of the coils lifted off her. As soon as she felt the freedom of he situation, she calmed down and sidled down on the rock again. "But I guess if that's how you do it, that's what I have to experience, right?"

Leera leaned in and bit at her again, this time with a few more teeth, right against the base of her tail vertebrae; she gave a gentle tug and let her saliva dribble out the sides of her maw to moisten her prey's scales. She spoke, despite having a mouth full of dragoness tail. "Indeed, so just relax, I promise you will enjoy it, and if not, just say so and I'll let you out. Mmmkay?" She kept nibbling against Venosa, walking her many rows of teeth sideways down the tail, Twisting her neck and jaws to keep at least one strip of teeth gripping at the scales as she shifted the other sets.

Venosa was a touch apprehensive about the toothiness of the bites, finding it a little unpleasant, but also kind of sensual. Leera's saliva gave a weaker but similar tingling sensation emanating from the bite marks, much the same way her own buzzing venom felt when injected. The familiarity helped her relax a bit, knowing that she was likely in for a sort of encounter not unlike the prey she would play with before swallowing them. She tried swishing her tail back and forth, but her powerful jaws were clamped tight around the end of it making it bow out from side to side. The teeth were in her, and the pressure was there, but it also was gentle in an odd way; gentle but firm.

"Sssee? Not so bad." Leera hissed in a seductive manner.

Venosa could actually feel the windpipe smearing itself against the underside of her tail. "How do you talk with me in your mouth?"

Leera smiled - tail dangling out either side of her maw - and angled her face to show the gaping hole that was her windpipe. "I talk out of this, I just move my lips to make it seem like that's what I use. It's mimicry, much like how most avians speak without lips or a tongue capable of speech. Shouldn't be much different than you." AS she finished up her brief explanation, she angled her mouth in such a way that the very tip of Venosa's frilled tail was resting between her tongue sheathe and her lower gums.

The dragoness curled her toes a bit, feeling the soft flesh massaging the underside of her tail as Leera's tongue flicked out. It was kind of nice, not unlike all those times she'd used her tail on herself in the past. She flicked her own black-fleshed tongue out - a sign of complacency - as she shifted on the basking rock so that she was on all fours, belly laid flat onthe ground with her tail limp and wings held as close to her body as she could get them.

"I see you're getting a bit excited there." Leera mused as she leaned forward and bit down, tugging more of Venosa's tail into her throat. She was careful to not move forward too fast, for fear the spines in the fin would jab into her.

Venosa tugged and swayed the bow of her tail back and forth gently, playing with the mouth that had a firm grip on her. "Well, it does feel nice, I won't lie. Not looking forward to the rest, but I suppose if I'm gonna do it, might as well let you have your way with me."

"I'm glad to hear it." Leera coiled her lengthy body in closer around the base of the rock that Venosa was basking on, ensuring better grip and control. As she did so, she swayed her head from side to side, chewing on the tail as she went; each movement dug her teeth into Venosa's flesh, only to pull the tail back and repeat it closer to the base of the tail. She continued this, making gentle swallowing muscle contractions with each movement to massage the soft scales of her prey, stopping to giggle every time the very tip swished or swayed about inside her, inflating a bulge in her neck.

At about half-way down her tail, the corners of her mouth starting to stretch a bit from the girth, Leera curled the tip of her own tail up around Venosa's ankle to tug on it and press it against the tail that was slowly being tugged into the snake's maw.

Venosa resisted at first, pulling her hind leg away from the mouth and pulling away. "W-what are you doing?"

"Trust me, it's more comfortable this way, a lot easier than bending them up and squeezing them in your belly." She explained, thick tail in her mouth, windpipe pushed to the side so she could speak. A gentle smile spread across her gaping muzzle, and her eyes curled up to accentuate her good nature.

Still a little hesitant but growing marginally more trustworthy by the second, Venosa conceded the expert's opinion. She positioned her front legs wide and low against the rock while lifting one ankle at a time so that Leera's lower lip could stretch out and wrap around her claws. That's all it took, just one small bit of her row of lower teeth to snag the soft scales on her foot and ankle, and it was stuck in place. The moment she was comfortable with it and Leera's distended lower jaw had a solid grip, she brought her other foot up to do the same.

Leera laughed a bit as her lower jaw bulged and stretched out to be nearly twice as wide as her upper jaw, the muscles tensing and constricting to keep composure as the thin elastic ligament connecting the front of her jaws stretched wide. This position allowed the two legs and tail to rest comfortably in the cradle of her lower jaw as she wiggled and walked her jawlines forward. She scrunched up her neck muscles around Venosa's ankles and squeezed tight before extending again, lurching head and maw forward to engulf the dragoness nearly to her hips, her fin sliding down between two of Leera's rows of top teeth with ease.

Venosa looked back over her shoulder to watch the predator's hungry maw swallowing her bit by bit. She could see the bulging in Leera's throat as the scales parted, exposing a pink patchwork of flesh all down her sides. She wiggled her tail and curled her claws inside, watching with curiosity as the snakes malleable flesh shifted with each of her movements.

"Having fun?" Leera asked, biting down a little harder on Venosa's limbs, her tail slipping out to slap on the underside of Venosa's belly between her hind legs.

Venosa blushed and looked away, further tightening her wings against her body as Leera continued her slow but steady ingestion of her entire back half. She could feel the rows of teeth digging into her flesh, getting a firm grip on her scales while never causing her pain; she knew it should hurt - snake teeth were needle sharp - but she just felt a gentle tingle that accentuated the soft, moist flesh squeezing down her tail and legs in a wavelike motion that almost felt like it was stroking her from within.

As she was focusing on this sensation, trying her best to not associate the feeling with penetrative sex, she felt Leera's upper teeth dig into the very end of her folded up wings, both at the same time. Curious she looked back and had to resist the urge to giggle; Leera's face was distorted in a near perfect circle around her hips. Just as she looked back, Leera scrunched up her spine and neck in a tight zig-zag pattern, the muscles clenching and relaxing to get in position before she stretched her body out, opening maw wide to smother Venosa from the waist up. In one fluid motion, the powerful jaw muscles on either side of the crook of her maw squeezed around Venosa, squeezing her hips and forcing them in deeper.

With the thickest, widest part of Venosa finally inside Leera's distended maw, Leera paused for reflection a bit. "Vennnosha?" She asked, clearly having troubles with speech now that Venosa's lower form was nothing but a massive bulge in her throat and upper body.

"Y-yes?" Venosa answered, voice cracking a bit.

"Ish everrything okayyy?" Leera asked, careful to not squeeze too tight. She was relaxing her body - especially her throat muscles - to ensure Venosa was comfortable. This was about where most vore house patrons with cold feet would give up if they weren't ready for the experience.

Venosa had to pause for a moment to answer. She seemed okay, her panic instincts weren't flaring up just yet, but she could feel a certain anxiety inside her. It felt wrong, but it felt nice at the same time. The physical sensations of Leera's throat flesh smothering her from waist to tail tip was a nice sensation, but it was nearly entirely counteracted by the survival instincts that told her this was wrong, and this was not okay. Eventually, she did nod slowly in approval. "Go on, Leera. I'm not a quitter. If I panic, I will let you know and you can let me out. P-please do carry on." There was a hint of apprehension in her voice, but she still projected enough confidence for Leera to continue.

"Glad to hearrr it. I wannnt you to know that the ressst goesss fassst." With that, Leera repositioned her entire body behind Venosa and coiled up, the top third of her length scrunching up again with her jaws clamped shut. She lifted Venosa up high in the air, maw gaping open with dragoness sticking out the top of it to the sky as she relaxed and extended her body fully.

Venosa did start to panic a bit as she felt Leera's gullet slide over her form from waist to shoulders in one quick motion, trapping her front legs up against her own neck, pinning her in the tight fleshy bag of Leera's throat. Her wings were held tight against her back, a bed of fluid gumming up the joints and softening the rubbing against her body. In fact, Leera's digestive tract was secreting so much saliva and other fluids that it felt - to Venosa - like she was slipping into a fleshy bag of water. Almost like she was floating, but the muscles of the throat were pushing her down, so she was sinking.

And that's when she decided that enough was enough, at least for now. As soon as she felt Leera's upper jaw clamp down around the back of her head, the lower jaw cradling her chin, she had to resist the urge to twist her own jaw around to bite at the flesh smothering her. "Okay, Leera. Stop. That's enough."

"Not gonna go through with it?" Leera asked, the disappointment clear in her voice.

"Not yet. Just, you know, let me rest here for a while. Don't swallow my head. I'll stay there like this, relaxing." Venosa rubbed her cheek into the massive, tubular muscle connecting top and bottom jaw at the crook of Leera's maw, a thin stream of smoke escaping her nose as she learned to be content in this position. She took in long, heavy breaths as though she was nodding off into sleep, nestling into the thick fleshy throat that was squeezing around her in time with her own deep breaths. She could hear and feel the beating of Leera's heart around her, as well as the wavelike contractions from maw to belly. The very tip of her tail was curled somewhere around in Leera's coils, the end half of it in a somewhat roomier cavern that was almost certainly Leera's belly.

"Are you comfortable?" Leera asked, the wind pipe expanding and distending beneath Venosa's chin.

She squirmed and shifted her body against the soft flesh that was smothering her, the bits of fluid displacing and squirting around her as she moved. "I think I'm done for now, Leera. This is nice, but that instinct is...it's creeping up on me. I like it, I would love to try again, but I just can't....please let me out for now."

Leera, a kind and understanding predator with a history of dealing with nervous prey, immediately leaned over and laid her chin against the ground, her body convulsing from belly through body and to maw, the tightest constriction catching Venosa around her hips and forcing her out. Her maw stretched out wide, the two sides of her lower jaw out from her throat at a wide angle as she forced her dragoness companion out in one solid lurch. Leera shifted her body backwards as she heaved, so Venosa's form stayed in place as she deposited her on the rock.

"Blech!" Venosa gagged a little as she went from the warm confines of her serpent companion's sun-basked insides to the cool air of the afternoon breeze. She was absolutely smothered in saliva and Leera's digestive fluids, so much so that it was actually dribbling down her limbs and making little puddles around her claws. She shivered a bit and tried to shake it off her head and neck without splattering it all over Leera.

"Careful now." Leera cautioned as she yawned, stretching her jaw and twisting it to get it back in place. "You don't want to offend your dedicated predator." Once she was completely reformed and her jaw back in place, she slithered around Venosa and got a good look at the goo-coated dragoness. She smiled and shook her head.

Venosa's wings were practically stuck to her back, and her frill was laid flat against her spine thanks to the squeezing and the gooey slime that was coating her form. "I won't deny. That was interesting, and I'm sure some day, some time a long time from now, I'd love to do that again, but for now, I'd just really like to go get cleaned up, if you don't mind."

Leera laughed and sidled up next to her prey and immediately began her silky movement through the tall grass towards the nearest bend of the stream that meandered from Lake Cellitoke to the cliffside waterfall that drained into Lake Klyneth at the base of the mountain. "Please do tell me all about it. Tell me how you feel."