Voretober 2022 - OFFERING

“Wait, what?”

“I was... wondering if you could swallow me whole?”

Verdant looked down at their visitor with a quizzical expression. They never had anyone offer to get eaten before. The visitor was a considerably smaller kobold by the name of Kov. He had orange scales and an eager expression on his face. By contrast, Verdant was a big dragon, emerald-scaled with a fainter underbelly stretching from their chin to the end of their tail. They had such a rotund and large belly that it was clear the kobold could fit perfectly inside without so much as a lump. But it didn’t make the request any stranger. “Why?” Verdant asked.

Kov laid himself across that belly, looking straight up at Verdant with pleading arms. He said, “I’ve just always wanted to go inside this thing ever since I met you a couple of weeks back! You look like just the right size to be able to fit a little kobold like me.”

It was a little strange, but Verdant didn’t have any particular reservations. It wasn’t like Kov was someone they’d known for long. And he did look like he’d fit nicely. Verdant shrugged and said, “Well, okay, if you’re offering.”

The kobold let out a giddy squeal of delight as Verdant lifted him into the air. They presented their maw playfully with a “Mlaaaah~” and let their wide, thick tongue hang out just in front of him. Close enough to touch. With a quivering hand he reached out and pressed into that tongue. The feeling of wetness, of warmth, of squishing into it shuddered through him. He pulled himself closer, hugging it close to his body as he let out a shaky sigh.

After a few seconds, Verdant gently pulled their tongue back inside their mouth. But the kobold was still attached, sealing his upper half between their lips. Kov squirmed as he was pressed against the roof of Verdant’s mouth, but only due to how stimulated he was. The feeling was unlike anything he could’ve imagined. The force, the heat, and there was still more to go. When the tongue beneath him relented, he found his head floating over a pit that seemed endless. Then a single movement pulled him into that pit with a glk.

The dragon’s throat squeezed him on all sides as he slid down it. He couldn’t help but pant from the feeling as he did. Not only that, but he could sense his legs and then tail slipping inside Verdant too. Now all he could feel was warm dragon breath over his body. His lower half followed quickly too, pulsating as he was pushed along to that belly he so desired. Verdant’s throat bulged with the kobold’s form, the only impression he would have at all. Soon enough, it disappeared into Verdant’s chest.

Verdant’s stomach was sweltering. As soon as his head passed through that tight sphincter, waves of heat blasted him. If it wasn’t for his own scales, Kov might not have been able to handle it. But for him, the heat just manifested as a sauna. The stomach even had a soft glow to it, ambiently lighting enough for him to see rippled and pink stomach walls stretching to accommodate him.

Not that it had to stretch very much. As he started filling in more, he realized how roomy it was in there. Tight enough to be comfortable without being too threatening. Just how he wanted it, really. He couldn’t help but stretch as he settled in, though he wondered if that was even making it through to the outside. But none of that mattered right now. He felt snug and happy inside that belly, nestling into it and enjoying the feeling of it all.

Verdant let out a pleased sigh as soon as the kobold passed out of their throat. He was right, he was just the right size for a snack. Odd that he was so willing, but he felt good in their gut. They could feel him moving around, getting comfortable. An imprint of his feet even briefly appeared on their side before snapping back to unassuming roundness. They patted their gut softly and let out a simple burp as he finished settling. Now to let their stomach relax and digest. At least that was lunch taken care of.

Kov, very simply, loved the feeling of sitting in Verdant’s stomach. He was glad they were so willing to accommodate him. Maybe they would even be open to... a relationship? It was something for him to think about when he got out. He wanted to stay a little longer, just enjoying the ambience. The heat that made him want to just melt away. The low gurgling that kept him company. The constant slight churning that reminded him he was inside someone else.

He rested inside for a while until a gush of water suddenly poured onto him. Almost instantly he jerked upright as much as he could, sputtering. He shouted, “Hey, what’s the big idea?!” and kicked against the stomach wall.

Verdant was simply reading a book when they felt a kick from inside. “Oh! Sorry, I forgot you were in there,” they said. Muffled voices seemed to be coming from their belly, though they struggled to hear them. “I’m sorry, can you repeat yourself, but louder? It’s hard to hear from out here.”

“I SAID, if you’re thirsty, let me outta here first! I’m not a snack to wash down!” Kov was mostly irritated, but he was now also a little nervous about the space he occupied. They understood he wanted to come out later... right?

It was still a struggle to understand him, but they thought they got the gist. Although it seemed like there was a misunderstanding. They scratched the back of their head and said, “Uh... Sorry, but didn’t you want to get eaten?”

Kov growled and said, “I mean yeah, but I’m not actually food!”

“Oh, well... I mean, my stomach doesn’t really know the difference!” They chuckled awkwardly, trying to defuse the situation.

The awkward chuckle just made Kov both more nervous and more irate. “Just get me out of here! Now!”

In an attempt to comfort him, Verdant rubbed their belly around where they thought his head was. “Um, sorry, but I’m not doing that. Throwing up is really uncomfortable and I hardly even know you.” They felt a little sorry he didn’t understand beforehand... but only a little.

The casualness of Verdant’s response made his blood run cold. The anger died in him, replaced only by an afraid, “Wait, you know me! We both know Elra, remember? We met a couple times!”

“You’re like, her cousin-in-law or something. And we only met a couple times. I don’t think I even knew your name before you knocked on my door today.” They sighed, not really wanting to argue with someone who would just be dragon padding in a few hours. “Look, you wanted me to eat you, don’t you think it’s rude to leave me with an empty stomach?”

The rage came charging back up as the dragon dared to suggest he was the one in the wrong here. “Don’t you think it’s rude to DIGEST ME?!” He screamed as he kicked again, earning a threatening growl from the stomach itself.

They were already looking back up at their book, ready to start tuning out the kobold. “Hey, you offered to be my lunch. Not my fault you didn’t think it through.” A volley of struggles and complaints came from their belly afterwards, but it wasn’t of any concern. Like before, they were able to tune out his words into muffled noises that were quickly being outmatched by their stomach’s. Any bump he managed to make didn’t faze the larger dragon at all. They would all snap back to a smooth, round belly. And after some time they stopped. And some time after that Verdant forgot what they had for lunch at all.