Elf buffet (Whitebrand and DragonsFTW

[DragonsFTW]

Maedeth had taken after her mother in multiple ways. The kind disposition, the abilities as a leader, but most importantly to the dragon now, her succulent flavor! Her breasts were just outright delicious to suckle on, the dragon working his tongue all along them, getting their taste like they were lollipops.

The blonde elf was just as desperately trying to find some way for her to hold on and stop her descent, grabbing at that slippery muscle that was his tongue, but her hand slipping off it as it was just too slick. Her leg uselessly kicked about still, and she let out one more distressed yell from inside the dragon's maw.

[Whitebrand]

Brand sat down and toyed with the squirming, squealing elf girl. She would tire eventually and that might put an end to the fun. But for now he just savored her flavor and the feel of those lovely, fleshy orbs playing over his tongue. With little concern for her status or much of anything else about her, his slick tongue slid all over her shapely body...her great orbs, her narrow waist, her fine hips...

“Don’t worry,” he said after a bit. “You’ll have plenty of company soon.”

[DragonsFTW]

Maedeth felt the dragon's voice resonate around her body when he spoke, those words booming in her ears as they rang around her. She yelped out once more, feeling herself start to sink in further. 'Noo, you can't do this! We're protectors of the forests around here, you can't just treat us like we're just food!' He didn't seem to care though, and it looked like Maedeth had lost grip as she was quickly sinking into his throat, her head and shoulders slipping in and her breasts following soon.

[Whitebrand]

Brand shrugged even though the poor girl couldn't see it. No one would miss a village of a mere ten elves. The elven people were hardly endangered. Maedeth found her arms forced to her sides and her big round breasts compressed to her chest as the dragon's tongue oushed her resisting body into his throat. Her kicking legs were steadily sucked into his mouth like pale flapping spaghetti.Her wriggling feet were trapped n his lips for a moment as the ex-chieftess was held half-suspended in the long envelope of his throat. She made a very sexy-shaped bulge in his throat as she writhed against her fate. Finally the dragon gulped her down entirely, her feet and legs vanishing down the hot tunnel that was his neck, squirming almost erotically as she descended into his chest and joined her playmate in his belly.

He sighed contentedly. Eight to go,according to the girl. Time to do some scouting. He doubted the girls would be missed any time soon. He'd have plenty of time to get the lay of the village and plan his attack. The two girls had been rather dim, so he suspected that picking off wandering individuals would be easy.

I bet I'l get at least three more before they realize anything's wrong...

He reactivated his glamour spell and headed for the village, nose and ears alerts for any lone prey.

[DragonsFTW]

Maedeth felt her arms pinned and could only kick her legs about as her middle sank along that tongue, feeling it rub along her nethers. It could probably be enjoyable if she wasn't so frightened of her life right now! The dragon kept on gulping though, and soon enough the upside down elven princess was heading straight down that open gullet, her entire body making another feminine bulge in his neck as she slipped down. Two elves were known stuck in his belly, but there was room for more...

Up to that point it seemed clear these two young elves had ventured off far enough that there were no other ladies from the village nearby, but as the dragon turned and started making his way towards the village there was a rustle in a tree close by. And look and behold, there was one of the elves sitting right there. Haeronel was the village's scout, and she had come to the sounds of the two young elves shouting just in time to see Maedeth disappear. He could see the look of shock on her face, and as she noticed she was spotted she quickly made a leap for it. She managed to leap from tree to tree, making headway towards the village quickly. Clearly an agile one, she was. She'd make for a fun hunt~

[Whitebrand]

Oh no you don’t...

Brand opened his mouth and sent a bolt of lightning out...not nearly at full charge...that scored against the trees ahead of the fleeing dark elf. Several branches that she might have jumped to dropped to the ground, forcing her to alter her course. The chase was on, the dragon’s pursuit stirring up flocks of startled birds as he raced after the drow scout with surprising speed. He snaked through the trees easily, eating up the distance between himself and the agile elf.

He had to keep her from getting to that village!

[DragonsFTW]

Haeronel sure was really agile, managing to make her way through the dense jungle like very few could. Managing to jump from branch to branch, her fit yet curvy body bouncing about, she fled as fast as she could. She gasped out and uttered a yelp as the bolt of lightning hit a tree just behind her, sending branches flying and nearly knocking her off her feet. With her up in the trees it was tough to reach her. If he could just knock her down things would be a lot easier for the dragon.

[Whitebrand]

Brand became a bit more reckless as he chased the elf. With his attempt to cut her off failed, he had to find another way to slow her down. As he raced after her he tried to time his next blast into a tree she was just about to land on, rattling it and making her landing uncertain. If he could slow her down enough maybe he could even knock her out of the tree...and with those massive jugs of hers balance probably wasn’t all that easy.

Deer and other animals bolted out of Brands way as he chased the dark elf. He’d have to find out what the dark elf was doing here when he caught her...

[DragonsFTW]

Haeronel kept on deftly jumping from tree to tree, because her life sure depended on it, or so she felt at least. This huge beast had just downed two of her fellow elves, and he'd no doubt to the same to her and the rest of her village!

Just as she was about to leap for another tree it was hit by one of his blasts, making it shake about and making her miss the branch she was about to land on by just an inch. She still caught onto the branch though, but was now dangling from it instead of squatting on it for her next leap like she intended to. She tried to crawl up as quickly as possible, but couldn't get her footing to climb on top of it. So instead she was just left dangling, only just too high up for the dragon to pluck her out of the tree.

[Whitebrand]

Brand rammed the tree. He didn’t want to kill it so he held back, settling for rattling the tree over breaking it. The impact was still harsh enough to shake the branches the dark elf was hanging from.

The dragon, being fifteen meters in length, could easily reach her if he stretched. If he knocked her loose then he’d catch her. If not he’d get up on his haunches and pluck her out of the tree. Victory was as good as his.

“What have we here?” He said aloud. “A spy? Form Menzoborranzan perhaps? What could the drow want here?”

[DragonsFTW]

Haeronel gasped out as the dragon reached his huge head over, coming dangerously close to her, then interrogated her. 'Me, a spy No, i'm just a scout from the nearby elf village. And i saw you eating Maedeth and Gurdeth, you monster! I' going to warn the others, you'll regret this!' She uttered, trying to kick her legs about to deter him, but as she swung about she started to lose grip on the branch he was holding. It would be easy for the dragon to pluck her out of there, or even easier to just open his mouth wide directly under her and just wait a few seconds for her to lose her grip entirely.

[Whitebrand]

“Sooo...a renegade. I’ll tell you what. You tell me your tale and I’ll get you down. Or...”

The dragon, grinning with a mean look in his eye, put his head below the struggling dark elf and opened his mouth.

“Better hurry,” he taunted from below her. He rattled the branch she was clinging to a little to encourage her.

[DragonsFTW]

Haeronel kept on kicking her legs about desperately, yelping out when she saw that dragon's mouth open up beneath her. 'No no, i'm just a scout for the village. I go out to explore and check for threats!' It sure looked like she found a threat in this massive dragon about to gobble her down!

Poor Haeronel kept on trying to get her bearing to lift herself up, but her attempts actually made her grip in the branch she was holding slip bit by bit. Just mere seconds later she couldn't hold it anymore and with a yelp of fear she had to let go, dropping right into the maw beneath her!

[Whitebrand]

Brand closed his mouth up over her with an audible snap. Her long muscular legs were almost halfway down his throat, and only her long grey ponytail was visible outside his lips. She was trapped face down on his eager tongue, a tongue that began exploring her bare body as it had the others. As he played and sought out her tastiest bits he resumed his quieter approach towards the village in a triumphant saunter. Her long hair fluttered and bounced as the dragon walked along.

Now there would be no warning. They were as good as his.

[DragonsFTW]

Haeronel flailed her arms about as she dropped feet first into that wide open maw, which handily caught her mid fall. The poor scout elf already had her legs slipping down into his throat when her fall was stopped, and almost her whole upper half was getting tasted. She felt him starting to walk, taking his time letting his tongue roam over her.

The scent of elves in the air made it clear, the rest of the elves in the near area were all packed together inside of the village. Judging by what he heard earlier, there were seven of them left. The village itself was a small fenced off set of wooden huts, and a lone warrior elf armed with a spear stood guard at the only entrance.

[Whitebrand]

Brand opened his mouth slightly as he caught sight of the village, downing the dark elf in a single gulp almost as an afterthought. He could learn all he wanted to about the drow later. For now some scouting was in order.

He kept his distance, hiding in the tree line with his glamour up and watching the sleepy little village of huts. No doubt the elves would be going about their businesses during the day. He wanted to watch their routines and get a sense of where and for how long his victims would be alone. It amused him to imaging himself depopulating the place while the guard remained unaware...

[DragonsFTW]

Haeronel didn't stand a chance as she was halfway down his throat already by the time she could try and struggle, attempting to grasp at that slick tongue to slow down her further descent. She couldn't hold on though as it was all too slippery, and with a single rolling gulp she made the whole slide down, yet another elf to disappear.

Now that all remaining elves were those inside the village Brand could take the time to observe it. The ladies inside didn't seem to be leaving anytime soon while they went about their business, some even staying inside for most, if not all, of the day. He could see the incredibly bodacious leader walking by a couple times though, along with other elves that would make a delightful treat. With the guard keeping watch there was no way of getting past her unseen though. He could also fly or climb over the fences, but doing that in a sneaky way was out of the question too. Which meant he could either barge in and overpower them, or just take out the guard first.

[Whitebrand]

Brand hid himself a safe distance from the guard’s view. He hunkered down amid the trees and tossed a small pebble in the guards general direction. He knew how sharp elven senses were so he knew he didn’t have to make a big production.

After the pebble stirred up a bit of sound within the guards hearing, the dragon cast one of his more deceptive spells. A giggle pitched to match the blonde elf he’d eaten was heard just on the edge of the guards hearing.

[DragonsFTW]

Dagnith kept her gaze firmly on the path leading up the the village, keeping her guard up for any potential predators or visitors that could mean ill intent. Her sharp hearing picked up the sound of the pebble right away, and she drew her spear ready, pointing it at the direction the sound came from. Then she heard Maedeth's giggle though, the guard sighing and lowering her spear again. 'Maedeth, what are you doing? You know that i have to focus on my ob.' She knew that the chief's daughter was the playful type, but she should be more mature than that... Either way Dagnith walked over to where she believed Maedeth was to see what the deal was.

[Whitebrand]

Brand marveled at the guard...a blue haired elf in barely-there leathers with breasts bigger than her head. Surely he had done something very, very right at some point. He crouched as the elf approached, unafraid of her simple spear. As she passed him by he very carefully reached out for the spear to yank it out of her unprepared grasp.