Into the Anaconda's BellyInto the Anaconda's Belly by RaeThalis
Akasha's jaws continued to work their way over what was left of her dinner. With most of my body already deep inside her, the throat muscles were doing most of the work now – peristalsis massaging me deeper into the depths of the hungry snake. With every swallow she made a rippling wave surged through her throat muscles and I would be forced a few inches further. It was a slow, tedious trip through the incredibly tight passage.
Akasha was known as the 'Dragon-Eater' around these parts, and she was certainly living up to her name in this situation. I had only stopped for a quick drink and before I knew it she was upon me, and already had my head in her maw. She obviously didn't think me much of a threat, as she never even bothered to constrict me first!
I grumbled to myself as I thought of how humiliating this was. I couldn't really do much besides think actually. My wings were pressed almost uncomfortably against my sides by her esophagus, and my legs were dangling help
Ixion's DinnerIxion's Dinner by RaeThalis
I whimpered as my snout eased its way into the elongated stomach chamber, mucus dripping from the squishy walls and onto my scaled hide. Outside, I felt my tail slide into the coatl's throat. I had just been swallowed whole and alive. My thoughts turned to Fluffy, who was still imprisoned in Ixion's coils mere inches away from where I was. Fluffy didn't put up much resistance, and frankly netiher did I. Neither of us were fighters, and our physical strength was lacking. Easy prey for any that set their hungry gaze upon us.
Having deposited the first half of his dinner in his stomach Ixion belched loudly, his forked tongue sampling the lingering flavor of his catch. He then turned his attention to the indignant raptor still held in his coils. The raptor was unafraid, unlike his previous prey. Amused, Ixion swung open his jaws and eased them over Fluffy's snout. As the dinosaur didn't struggle, Ixion could take his time and swallow the raptor at his leisure and enjoy his meal slowly.
Fluffy and the FoxFluffy and the Fox by RaeThalis
The afternoon sun shone down on the human village, bathing it in a comforting warmth. Birds sang their songs, the humans went about their business, and the wind blew gently giving off a perfect blend of cool and warm. A perfect day for sunbathing, and that is just what the young utahraptor Fluffy intended to do.
Fluffy was surprisingly content with his rather innocent name, perhaps in part because it threw people off guard, making them easy prey. Approaching him with the feeling that he was a harmless pet, he would pounce upon the unsuspecting victim and swallow them whole. He would then enjoy his wiggling meal beside the hearth in his owner's home, and sleep it off beside the fire. Of course, he did not always digest his victims. Sometimes he simply kept them in his stomach overnight, and regurgitated them in the morning.
This was not the case today, when a rude and careless fox took it upon himself to torment Fluffy, being one of many who misjudged the nature of whom they w
Fluffy and FlareFluffy and Flare by RaeThalis
Fluffy the utahraptor was lazing about in the woods outside the human village, enjoying what little was left of the afternoon. He wanted to relax after a long day of playing, and wanted to do so where it was quiet yet warm.
Fluffy sat on a bed of leaves, half-asleep and struggling not to doze off in the crisp air, when all of a sudden a small red dragon approached the sleepy raptor. Fluffy did not notice the hatchling at first, and nodded off again. Just as he started to fall asleep, the young dragon began to prod the raptor's neck with his snout.
Fluff's eyes blinked open, and looked down to see the hatchling looking up at him with a grin.
"Who, are you?" Fluffy mumbled, still half-asleep.
"My name is Flare!" the ruby hatchling chirped happily.
Fluffy smiled and nuzzled the hatchling affectionately with his snout. "That's a nice name", he spoke softly.
Flare purred contently and curved his long neck upwards to nibble playfully at the utahraptor's nostrils, causing the raptor to sne
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Vore comes from the Latin word "Vorare" To swallow or devour. It is fascination with being eaten. To a further extent people sometimes feel sensual to it. But to us it's just liking vore and being eaten.