My friend  Nalzindar and I have made another image and story based on the same description for a scenario. And once again it is themed around Emerald.
To see his version, you can find it here: https://aryion.com/g4/view/1015012

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Moira and her band of travelling Gypsies had wandered into a cave and discovered treasure. Close as they were to the sea, it was assumed that it was the buried treasure belonging to some pirate, and as such, Moira figured it was better in her hands anyway. Before the Gypsies could start to round up the treasure, someone else entered the cave.

The newcomer was a 50-foot demi-dragon, and if the rumors were true, then Moira realized this must be Emerald. The green-scaled woman looked upon the group with confusion, and asked what they were doing in her home. While others wanted to panic, Moira came up with a plan to take this dragon’s hoard and escape with their lives. She informed that they were travelling performers, and they figured it would be rude to simply pass through the lands of this dragoness without providing some entertainment.

Emerald gratefully approved, and nestled on her hoard to watch whatever show they would provide.

Moira had a bard play a relaxing tune, while three belly-dancers stood before the dragon and began to dance to the beat. Moira took a bowl and filled it with wine to offer to Emerald, who gave it a quick sample before guzzling it down and asking for another. Moira was happy to provide, hoping to get the dragoness thoroughly drunk and use the music to get her to pass out.

After a couple rounds of drinks, Emerald did seem rather inebriated with how red her complexion had become. She took the gypsies by surprise by picking up one of the dancing girls and bringing her toward her face. Emerald puckered her lips to give the young maiden a kiss, and somewhat reluctantly, the dancer braced herself to reciprocate the affection.

At the last moment, Emerald’s mouth yawned wide. Moira thought she was finally going to nod off, but instead, Emerald stuffed the captured girl into her mouth. The dancer’s bare legs flailed between the demi-dragon’s lips as Emerald moaned and savored her flavor. Then, with a wet slurp and a gulp, the girl was gone.

The Gypsies were stunned, and Emerald complimented the flavor of her first victim before she reached out to claim another. Emerald was drooling as she stuffed the second belly dancer into her mouth, and felt the half-naked girl’s flavor melt all over her tongue. Her forked appendage embraced and grinded against the helpless maiden before ultimately forcing her down her hungry gullet.

Moira rushed forward and pleaded for Emerald to stop, but her efforts only rewarded her with being the next one the dragoness grabbed. The remaining Gypsies finally decided to make a run for it. Emerald giggled at their efforts as she stood on wabbly legs and cased them. In her inebriated state, she accidently stepped on the bard and a juggler, then tripped and fell toward the remainder.

Moira screamed and braced herself as the dragoness fell upon the group, the demi-dragon landing flat on her face. Only three had made it out from beneath her, though the dragoness rolled over and ended another life as her bubbly butt came to rest on top of the old fortune teller. The demi-dragon sat up and examined herself as flattened and bloody bodies peeled off her breasts and belly, all the while giggling like a school-girl. Even burping up a ball of fire did little to cease her maniacal laughter.

Emerald was normally in complete control of herself, but having become thoroughly intoxicated, she lacked the part of her mind that dictated and rationalized whatever was right and wrong. For all intents and purposes, she was a dragon; not only did she find enjoyment from the chaos and panic she caused among the helpless humans, but their women were very delicious!

Speaking of, she still had Moira ‘safe’ in her grasp, and noticed the last of the dancers on the ground between her legs. Again her cruel and pleasure-driven draconic side spurred her. She extended her hand and scooped up the final dancer. This maiden was not brought to her mouth, but rather stopped at the lips between the dragon’s legs. The helpless dancer screamed, only to get a mouthful of pussy juice as she was rubbed against the dragon-girl’s labia.

Emerald’s eyes rolled, and her tongue slipped out of her mouth as she exclaimed with the joy of feeling the much smaller girl wiggling against her pussy. The uphoric pleasure was only improved by the morsels squirming within her gut. Even so she needed more! And she shoved the dancer into the depths of her womanhood without mercy, effectively drowning her in sexual fluids while crushing her between her vaginal walls.

Upon her climax, Emerald retrieved the girl from her labia and examined her naked, cum-dripping form. She dumped this maiden into her mouth and sighed as she enjoyed the mixture of creamy flesh and sweet fem-cum before she sent this one to join her friends.

Moira realized she was the last human in the cave, and as she was brought before the dragon-girl’s face, she knew it was finally her turn. Heavy lids drooped over sparkling green eyes. Diamond pupils expanded and narrowed, unable to properly focus on whatever it was the dragoness wished to see. Even so, Moira waved and pleaded for Emerald to let her go, hoping the dragon would see reason before…

The Gypsy shrieked as she was dropped between sharp teeth and landed on soft flesh. Lips closed above her, but that did not keep her from struggling to reach them and escape. She shrieked as the tongue rolled about beneath her, its efforts tearing her top and allowing it to caress her breasts. She persistently battled through groping flesh and a shower of saliva to reach the exit, and she was successful in prying the squishy lips apart. She could not get more than head and chest into freedom before the lips clenched shut on her waste, and she found the tongue probing between her legs. She kicked at the invasive organ, and kicked madly to try to deter it. In the end, she was no more able to prevent the mouth from carrying out its will with her than any of the girls who’d gone before were. With a slurp, she was pulled back into the mouth, and then the flesh beneath her expanded to drop her into the throat. She screamed all the way down, clutching at the slimy walls as she attempted to halt her slide, but she could do nothing to prevent herself from travelling into the hot depths of the dragon-girl.

Moira was welcomed to the stomach of Emerald by an overwhelming stench of gas, the sting of acid, and the screams of a few belly dancers. What was left of her apparel quickly discintigrated, allowing her nude form to slip in frictionlessly between the collection of equally naked and slimy maidens. By how tightly packed their surroundings were, it was clear that Emerald had over eaten. That did not make the stomach walls any less lenient on its victims as it pressed against them and threatened to crush their bones and smother the lot of them. Perhaps that would be a better fate than melting in acid. It certainly did nothing to stop the girls from wasting their remaining oxygen to call for aid that would never come, or push against each other for an extra centimeter of personal space and to be the last one to submerge beneath the burning pool of acid.

Emerald rubbed her rounded belly gently and purred from the sensation of prey struggling within. Their desperate mewls were well muffled beneath her skin, just enough to provide a lullaby for the dragon as she fell asleep to the internal belly rub.

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