A girl and her dragon
Everything was normal as the sun climbed to its Zenith. Puffy white swirls decked the sky in clusters, drifting lazily along a high wind that carried with it the familiar chill of the land. Below, snow glistened atop the large Fjord mountains and peaks, and even lay in scattered patches atop hills closer to the ground, though at ground level could be seen only the verdant green grass and the brown soil on which it grew.
Part of the upward wind began to branch off and downward, sweeping past the shining clouds and moving to a more mortal level. It swept past jagged peaks and broken mountaintops, through glistening white reaches and wavering green fields as it neared the ground, gathering energy in its hurry and creating a gust that brushed aside all it passed.
A chill ran through Calissa as the wind momentarily caressed her body, adding a freezing layer to the water that poured onto her skin from the waterfall. She wrapped her arms around herself as the wind lingered on for a few seconds, before it finally traveled on, leaving only a frigid memory in its wake as the water once more regained its warm touch.
Sighing happily as the cold caress left her body, she dropped her arms once more, letting the water cascade along her skin pleasantly, the warm beads sliding down her silken skin and lavender hair in waves that gave her a small tingle each time they passed along her being. She turned beneath the torrent of the water, letting it have easier access to her back as she brought her hands up and began to run them along the contours of her body, gently rubbing her skin as she cleaned herself.
There was another reason for the warm bath besides needing to be cleaned. Calissa Moondancer was an Alliance aid to the Red Dragonflight, securing locations for them and eliminating any possible threats. She felt sore all over from her last task, clearing up a cave of rogue revenants in northern Dragonblight, and as she gently rubbed her stomach and sides, she felt the sores born there begin to fade away, like a taint that had begun to slowly seep out. The movements of her fingers, along with the warm water rushing over her body, were pure bliss.
Opening her eyes slightly and moving her fingers in a circular motion around her neck, she glanced along the 'shore' of the pond in which she stood, looking for her friend. She didn't need to look far, however, before she spotted the large red drake standing at the shore's edge to her right, swiping lightly at the water and gazing into its depths. This brought a smile to her face and a gentle chime of a laugh before she closed her eyes and slowly set herself down in the water, which rose to her breasts as she sat in it.
Her drake was her companion, her friend, and her mount. Being a hunter, she had a natural affinity for all animals, but with Vokialastrasz that link ran even deeper. Even though the dragon could speak, she could also communicate with it telepathically, a skill she could not do with any other of her companions. And she could gauge his emotions almost perfectly, another uncanny trait. It was like a sixth sense that linked the two closer than anyone but another hunter could understand.
Just like she could sense agitation from him now. It made her feel a moment of regret for taking her bath here, but she banished the thought quickly and leaned back against the rock wall, raising her hands to once more begin a scrub of her skin. They both had come to accept that not everything would be perfect.
She spent another good ten minutes beneath the waterfall, firmly massaging all parts of her body to make sure they were both clean and ready to go, before she finally stood up once more, opening her eyes and stepping out from the cascading water. Instantly the wind met her wet skin with a blast of icy air, but she simply clenched her teeth and walked towards the bank. By the time she had reached the 'shore,' and stepped back onto the soft grass, she had already grown used to the temperature.
"Ahhhhhh! That hit the spot!" she exclaimed loudly, in a melodious voice that carried easily to her partner, who had since moved himself to a little ways away from the pond and stood staring at her. "I always feel so refreshed and clean when I bathe here!"
She hummed a happy tune as she walked towards Voki, and reached a hand up to rub along the tip of his snout once she was close enough. His reply was a soft rumble, his mouth parting slightly so as not to disturb her rubbing of his snout. "Unfortunately you scared off all the fish." He shook his head slightly. "I can't seem to find anything close by for me to eat."
She knew it. Running her hand from the tip of his snout to the far side of his mouth, she pulled his head closer to hers, pressing her cheek against his as she murmured a soft, "Awww… my poor baby!" She let her sorrow seep into her words, so that he would know of how much she cared for him – not that he needed any reminders. "I'm so sorry! I just wish I could do something to fill that big belly of yours!"
Not for the first time, her words – and the image of her body - brought him back to a train of thoughts that he had kept hidden from her for quite a while now. For a long time he had begun to see her as his master, and as his companion; however, these were things she knew, and reciprocated, and he was fine with that. What she did not know was that whenever he saw her unclothed, beginning with around the third time she had bathed in his presence, his mouth had begun to slightly water and his belly rumble lightly in a strange and demanding way.
Since that first time, the effects had grown stronger. It was all he could do to keep his stomach quiet, and to keep the signs of his emerging desire hidden. He would eat whenever she bathed, because that kept him focused and lessened the cravings immensely. However, whenever he did so he always found himself gazing back at her – thankfully when she wasn't looking – in a longing way, and the fish and other morsels he had managed to collect would always taste just a little bit less.
Now, as her words brought back those thoughts and feelings, and his stomach gave a fitful tug as if to say "take it!" a new thought formed in his head, one that was more recent and much more appealing – an image of her, served on a large platter, bent over on her knees and complimented by many varieties of fruits and vegetables. She was pleading him to eat her, repeatedly begging "Eat me… p-please…?"; the thought of it made his mouth begin to water, and he hastily and silently swallowed it down to keep her from noticing.
She, of course, could not read his mind, no matter how close the two of them were, and was oblivious to these devious thoughts in his head as they silently urged him to fulfill his desires. So she was taken aback when he softly and offhandedly stated, "Well… you do look like you'd be a bit more filling as a meal than a school of fish…" He stopped for a second, before he continued on in a hushed whisper, though his voice was growing more confident. "And probably tastier as well…"
She met his announcement with stunned silence for a moment, looking up at his face and trying to read him from physical expressions. After she found her voice again, and the initial shock had partially worn off, she found herself asking rather uneasily, "Wait… you actually wanna…. Eat me? Like… having me… as dinner?"
Voki nodded at her question, seeming to treat it as the most natural thing in the world. And his answer seemed to say the same – for by now he had decided to satisfy his inner desires and satiate his belly with his master. "Well… yes. I'd love to have you for dinner." He paused at this point, tilting his head slightly before going on. "I've been dreaming to do so for quite some time. You're… perfect!"
He dropped his head slightly, focusing more on her body now than on her face; specifically, he brought his gaze to observe her firm breasts, water still hanging along the skin. "I have the same desire as mortal men to have your body…. but as food to satisfy my hunger…" He unconsciously licked his lips as he stared at the two orbs, already imagining to what would happen in but a few moments. "Just those so called 'breasts' of yours would fill me up nicely…"
A soft gasp from her made him lift his head and once more gaze into her face. She, on the other hand, was speechless but for the gasp, her mind working furiously to try and comprehend what was happening. I can't believe it, she thought to herself. My own mount… sees me as food… how can he?.... Her eyes widened slightly. No, of course he can… he's a dragon…
She gave a hesitant breath, looking up and peering closer at his face, trying to discern some readable expression from his dragon-like features. His eyes, yellow with a black, crescent pupil in each, caught hers, and she found what she was looking for. By Elune, look at those eyes. He wants my body… I… I've never… felt such a desire from anyone before…
She blinked, shaking her head, and resumed her peering at him, her thoughts working faster and faster as she tried to cope with what was happening, even while she felt… something… stirring inside of her, distantly. A child of the Life-Binder… has requested my body… as food…
She was not yet aware of the heat growing in her cheeks until Voki finally spoke again, raising her from her thoughts and reminding her once more of where she was and what was happening. "My dear, are you blushing?..." The question, and the fact that it was true, both startled her, and her words were slightly stammered as she began to speak. "I… your words have… startled me. I… I just can't believe that you're willing to eat me. And you've been desiring it?"
He gave a slow, sure nod, feeling that this conversation was heading in a direction that was one step closer to what he had desired for so long. She, on the other hand, was fidgeting slightly, a hand raised almost to her chin, as if in contemplation. "This is all so much…," she murmured softly, though Voki could hear her easily. "Is it even possible?... I wonder…"
She looked back up at him, then, and slowly lowered her hand to her side as she became aware of that small, distant something that had stirred inside of her. Only it wasn't so distant now. It seemed so much closer, so much more powerful, than it had been before, and while she could not put a name to what it was, she knew it had always been there. Just as she knew that she was starting to enjoy the thought of fulfilling the dragon's own desires.
Perhaps it was her, or perhaps it was the new feeling, that drove her to speak her next words, but she knew as she spoke them, her arms folded up in front of her and her head nodding excitedly, that it was what she wanted. "Well… if you REALLY want too… yes! I accept. I'd love for you to eat me! See me as food and devour me as I stand!"
The dragon tilted his head, taken aback by this sudden change of heart from his master, but though he wondered over what had happened to her, she continued on, speaking excitedly and dropping her hands. "I want to fill you up and make you strong! It'd be such an honor to feed one of the Life-Binder's children!"
She took a momentary breath, part of her questioning the sanity of her words – though it was quickly drowned out by her newfound surety and excitement, and the growing feelings within her – before she went on. "One thing though… I accept ONLY if you eat me alive and whole. I've always wondered what one of your critter meals felt like going down…," she blushed furiously, stopping for but a second before going on, "… moving around and struggling as they vanish down your throat… Now that you've got me thinking… it made me kind of excited…"
As she finished speaking her thoughts raced once more, and she found herself giving a mental smirk at her words. Forget kind of… I'm VERY excited! I don't know why, but it has to do with this newfound feeling… a secret fantasy, perhaps?
Voki was silent as she continued to speak, and found his mouth watering once again as she was done, the idea of taking her then and there incredibly hard to resist. She had just requested to be eaten in his favorite way, and he could barely contain his excitement as he spoke. "I could definitely accommodate you there. I enjoy the feel of a warm, wiggling meal inside my gut!"
"Oh my!" she began to blurt out before she could stop herself, his words bringing a newfound excitement to her body. "I'll happily wiggle in there!" As she realized what she had just said, she blushed again, though she knew that, truthfully, she would. By Elune, he's really gonna eat me…
Despite the slight, small reservations she felt in the back of her mind, she took a step forward, once again placing a hand on his snout and nuzzling her cheek with his. The time had come. She felt a strange tingle in her groin at the thought. "Anything for my baby! And my baby needs my body as food to satisfy him right now… so let's not waste any more time talking; you need to eat!" She looked up at him, smiling happily. "And it's time for you to stop calling me 'master'. You should call me something more fitting for a meal for you."
Just as his words had come to excite her, so to had her words come to excite him. Unable to control his belly's rumbles any longer, or the salivation in his own mouth, he reared up on his hind legs once she was done speaking, towering over her and looking her over one last time. "You always had a way with words, my dear… or should I call you… dinner!" He heard her giggle softly at this comment, and it made him grin slightly before he continued, opening his mouth in preparation. "Now hold still… I don't wanna hurt you since I intend to swallow you whole…"
For her, the experience was quickly becoming erotic and oddly pleasurable. As he stood up on his legs she could feel the tension radiating from him, and the feeling of it gave her Goosebumps along her back – a feeling that was amplified pleasurably by his words, which elicited a pleased giggle from her and a slight tingle all over her body. "Oh! You're giving me Goosebumps!" She paused, suddenly rather breathless, and then continued on, growing even more excited now that the act was finally about to happen. "I can't believe that I am letting you do this. I am… I am your dinner, yes… eat me… eat me now… please…"
He couldn't take it any longer. She had finally spoken the words he had long hoped to hear, and he couldn't wait. He faintly heard her begin to speak once more – "Try to be gentle…" – as he wrapped one massive, clawed hand around her body and lifted her up while simultaneously bringing his head down and opening his mouth wide. The result was that she was propelled headfirst into his gaping maw, cutting off her words and bringing her sounds to mere muffles for him as his tongue received its first few tastes of her flavor – a flavor that exploded on the wet organ and made it all worthwhile. Even tastier than I had imagined! Soooo succulent…!
Calissa, eyes closed and body turned away from her companion, began to speak again, intent on giving just a little reminder to him before he 'dug in.' "Try to be gentle. Please dooo-!" was all she managed to say before she cut off in a squeal as his claws wrapped around her body, gentle against her tender skin, and jerked her swiftly upward. Before she could really register what had happened she felt her head become enclosed in something wet and warm, and knew she had been swiftly jerked into his mouth.
Beneath her head she felt something shift and then what seemed like a blanket of warmth began to cover her face, leaving thick strands of saliva as it ran over her head. By its actions, she knew that it was the tongue, and she slowly opened her eyes. All around her head was the cavernous, half-illuminated maw of her companion. She could see his yellow teeth and the pink gums they were protruding from, and noticed that he kept his mouth wide open. Looking around, she gazed in wonder at the pink lines of his upper mouth and the strong, twisting pink 'blanket' that was his tongue, which continued to run over her face and shoulders. And at the back of it all lay the dark hole that she knew was the throat, the uvula dangling between it. The sight sent shivers down her spine and tingles along her womanhood, and caused her to moan out in anticipated pleasure. "Oh! Mph! Mmmph!"
Once satisfied with the first initial taste of his prey, Voki slid his claws up along her body until they pressed up against her breasts and lifted her further into his mouth, pushing her head closer and closer to the dark hole of his throat. With each new sliver of flesh that entered his mouth, his tongue darted towards it, lapping at it hungrily and absorbing more of her taste as he slowly pushed her in, seeking to get her far enough that he would no longer need his hands.
Calissa felt his claws slide up her body and press against her breasts, and knew what was going to come, the thought of it sending yet more tremors of pleasure through her body. Indeed, mere seconds later she felt his claws push up, and her body slid further into his mouth, her shoulders brushing against his back teeth to make room for the beginnings of her arms and breasts. Before her she could see the dark entrance to his throat, closer than before, and began to squirm for him, hoping to draw herself even closer to it.
Voki continued to push his delectable morsel into his mouth, his tongue running up against the top of her breasts hungrily, wanting more of her taste. He began to hear more muffled sounds from her, and though that they might be moans, which only spurned him to get her further into his maw. His saliva drenched what part of her body he had claimed, and allowed the passage of her body towards his throat to be easier and smoother than it otherwise would have been.
He was just about to give her another push when he felt her begin to wiggle inside of his mouth. While the sensation was immediately pleasurable, he at first wondered if she was finally having second thoughts and wanted out of his mouth. However, a moment later he realized that on the contrary, she was wiggling closer towards his throat, as if unable to wait for him to simply push her in. This made him give a light moan of approval, and he pushed upwards once more.
Around her she could feel the vibrations his soft, low moan caused, the sound washing over her and conveying the sense of approval and happiness that she reciprocated in kind. Her elbows had almost slipped into his mouth by now, as well as her breasts, and though she was on her back she could now see clearly the opening of his throat, which lay directly below her. She anticipated the moment of the first swallow, that would seal her fate and send her down the dark tunnel, and the tingles along her body increased in frequency as she waited. She did not have to wait long.
He pushed her even further in, wondering if he could safely lower his hand, before he felt the crown of her head brush the top of his throat. The sensation sent a shiver down his own body, giving way to another moan of pleasure, and he knew that it was time. Raising his head while he lowered his hand, he set himself down on four feet once more and stretched out his neck, keeping both head and neck now angled upward, to act as a kind of slide. And then he took his first swallow.
Calissa felt the dragon abruptly shift his head up as he let go of her body, and sensed through him that he was finally able to angle his head in a way to have gravity help get her down. The thought, like the others, gave her yet another tingle or two down in her groin, and she smiled as she felt his tongue slip over her breasts, wondering when the swallow would come.
Suddenly she felt herself slip down, squealing in surprise as his throat swallowed up her head, and then she felt the constriction of the muscles that tightened over her face and tried to drag her down, indicating the first swallow. She was unable to keep herself from moaning in delight, and tried to speak to him as another loud rumble encompassed her body. "That's it baby… eat me, swallow me.."
As he took the first swallow, and felt her head slip down into his gullet, he gave a low, rumbled moan of pleasure, and took another swallow, the force of which managed to pull her down a little more. He continued in this way, now finally in a position with which he could easily feed, and as each new swallow brought her a little more down his throat, his tongue ran over the new tender bits of flesh that slipped into his mouth, marveling at her taste and hoping it would last much longer.
As he took more and more of her into his throat, the swallows growing in strength as they had more to grab at, his throat began to bulge out, her head a visible shape within it as she moved down. At the same time, he also began to feel his gullet becoming tight; he had never had such a large and living meal before, and he was beginning to wonder if it might have been too much. Nyagh… this was harder than I imagined it to be. She's… filling my throat to the brim…"
Calissa moaned in delight as her body slipped further down the dragon's gullet, and felt her hips enter his mouth, his tongue probing over them and lathering them in saliva, as it had everything else. She continues to try and talk to him through his neck, though she doubted that he could hear her, and continued to wiggle, trying to go deeper. However, she had begun to find that task harder and harder to do, and now she barely had any room at all with which to maneuver in. Sensing, faintly, his own distress about it, she decided to lie still, letting him take her at his own pace.
By the Life-Binder, I can't let this wonderful opportunity get wasted! he thought. But I can't let myself choke as well! I… have… to… get her… DOWN! He reared his head back, until it made an almost vertical line with the ground, and took one strong, loud gulp. He felt her body finally slip free from where it had almost gotten stuck, and he quickly returned his head to the angle it was at before, to keep her from slipping down his stomach too early. Ahhhh! Much better… Just the taste of her body made the effort worthwhile….
By now her hips had slipped into his throat, and only her feet remained outside. These he slowly drew in, savoring the moments he still had of her, his tongue lathering over them to keep any last taste. It's too bad I didn't get a chance to do this earlier, my dear… because you are truly the most delicious meal any dragon can desire. He closed his maw once her feet had been securely drawn in, and settled himself down on the ground, slowly savoring the final moments of his delectable morsel as he took the last few lazy swallows.
Calissa moaned in excitement as she felt her feet completely slip into his throat, the tight muscles of his gullet squeezing her body in rhythmic motions that covered her in saliva as they pushed her down. Finally she sensed that his belly was directly ahead, and a few seconds later she felt her head push through the sphincter and slip into the warm chamber, followed quickly by the rest of her body. The fleshy sac expanded easily to fit her large form, and she lay curled inside, in a 'sitting' position, marveling over where she was and what had just happened. The heat of his body around her was intense, and she loved it. Looking around, though she couldn't see much of anything, she raised a hand and petted his stomach wall gently, murmuring a soft "I hope you enjoyed that," before her hand fell and she began to sleep.
For himself, Voki had settled down as he felt her slip easily into his mouth, creating a nicely-sized bulge with some of her features visible from the outside in his stomach. He felt more than heard her soft words, but could not make them out, and ran a clawed hand over his abdomen as he felt her shift slightly, falling asleep. He smiled, looking out towards the sky. That was filling and one of the best meals I've had. But it was some work getting her down. A small nap is all I need now. Such a delicious feast. I'll definitely miss her…, he thought as he once again ran his clawed hand over his belly, feeling the chamber begin to slowly fill with digestive acid, … especially when I am hungry again.
However, as he laid his head down and closed his eyes, ready for a peaceful sleep, he couldn't help but feel that he was forgetting something.
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By the time Vokialastrasz awoke from his nap, night had fallen upon the Howling Fjord. Stars blanketed the darkened sky, casting shimmering lights down upon the mortal realm, and a calm, soothing wind blew by in a steady stream, cooling his scales as it passed by.
He opens his eyes slowly, feeling rejuvenated and satisfied. Slowly he swiveled his head, looking for his master, before the memories of the day came back to him. Looking down at his belly, his ran a clawed hand over it once more, only to feel it empty. She was gone now.
He gave a soft sigh, already beginning to feel a little lonely as he heaved himself onto his feet, stretching himself out and giving a triumphant roar of dominance that sent nearby birds into a flutter from their treetop perches. He did not regret what he had done; he only wished he could have had her both in him and outside of him. Her presence had been such a stable part of his life that he felt odd without it.
He shook his head, intending to dispel any last dredges of sleep, and walked over to the pond where she had bathed. Leaning his head low, he took a few licks from the water, satisfying his thirst for the moment and giving him time to think. Without her, he'd have to go back to Wyrmrest Temple and explain everything. He did not think his Queen or her Consort could fault him for his actions, but he probably wouldn't have another partner for a while. He shook his head, taking a few more drinks of refreshing water.
When he turned, he found a surprise waiting for him. A golden orb of light hovered beside him, shining brightly in the darkness and glowing with intense warmth that he could feel but which did not burn. The orb seemed… familiar… to him, and also not; he could not remember if he had ever seen it before, but he knew with every fiber of his being that he had.
As he stared at it, the orb turned and moved a bit away, hovering over the ground where he had been sleeping. He turned to watch it, oddly enthralled by the light, and observed it carefully, still unsure of what it was, exactly, or why it was there.
It did not seem to be there for malevolent purposes. Indeed, it merely hovered above the air, shimmering in its golden-white glow, seeming to wait for something to happen, though what that was he could not know. But the orb seemed to… call to him, like one would call a familiar and old friend to their side. He was not sure why, but he wanted to obey that call. Still, he held his ground, and watched.
Finally the orb turned and floated towards him, slowly, stopping just before his face. And so close to it, he finally was able to get a good, solid look at the thing – and found, to his shock, that it was not an orb at all, but a wisp. This wisp was different from the few others he had seen, and so he had not recognized it immediately. But there was no mistaking that peaceful face upon a radiating sphere of uncontained energy, or the aura of nature they radiated. This was a special wisp, he was sure.
And that line of thought brought him back to what he had been pondering before he had gone to bed that morning. He had been forgetting something… something important. At the time he could not begin to marvel at what. But now, upon seeing the wisp, he knew exactly what it had been.
As if to show him correct, the wisp began to give off a bright, blinding light, forcing the dragon to close his eyes and look away. Still he could see through his eyelids a bright flash, like a pure release of energy, and then darkness returned, except for the parts of his eyes that had spots of all colors swimming before him.
He shook his head fiercely, trying to dispel the images, and then stopped as he heard a small crunch of grass before him. When he had discovered that it had been a wisp, he had had suspicions, but… he was hesitant to open his eyes again, fearful that it was all some kind of trick. He did open them, however, albeit slowly, and fearful of what was to be seen.
Before him stood, just as if she had stepped out of the pool, Calissa Moondancer. She wore not a stitch of clothing and a large smile was set on her face as she stepped forward and embraced his snout in a nuzzle, as she had done before. "Oh, I'm so happy to see you baby!" she murmured softly to him.
For himself, Voki could hardly believe that she was once again standing before him, her cheek nuzzled and pressed against his. However, he thanked the Life-Binder silently for it, and let her hold him as she wished, simply glad to have her back. In fact, he began to wonder if the day they had shared had simply been just a dream.
He slowly moved back from her once she was done with her hug, and lay back down on the ground, observing as she silently walked over to him and carefully sat with her back against his belly, just as she usually slept. He watched, and silently wondered. Was it a dream or was it real? Life-Binder preserve me, I don't know what it was!
She turned her head to regard his, her smile still wide, and she seemed to anticipate his thoughts, for the spoke rather directly – and accurately. "Are you wondering if it was real, my friend? Please rest assured that it was." She gave a small chime of a laugh and winked at him, which he found odd but at the same time slightly exciting.
She continued on. "I'm glad you didn't eat me with my armor on. I mean, ten percent durability loss is definitely worth what you did to me, but I'd rather not to have to pay the repairs, you know?" He nodded slightly, finally beginning to really understand what had happened and how and why. He silently thanked the Creators for the gift of the Spirit Guides.
"Any who, we should get some more sleep," she murmured softly, adding testament to her words by stretching her arms over her head and yawning. "We have a busy day ahead of us."
He gave a nod of agreement, already beginning to feel the drag of sleep once again. He laid his head down on his claws, and closed his eyes. The last sound that he heard before sleep claimed him, followed by a soft giggle, sent tingles down his spine and caused his mouth to start salivating again:
"I can't wait for breakfast."