Hey yall, I'm migrating some of my stuff from FA over here. Hope you enjoy the story of a Dragon finding some new pets.

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The black and white dragon flew silently over his domain, his eyes on the lookout for anything out of the ordinary. The sun was nearing the horizon as afternoon slowly gave way to a warm and peaceful evening. Ebon was just getting ready to call it for the night when a scent hit his nostrils, something new. He looked around to see where it was coming from, and he saw something that melted his heart. A family of capybaras relaxing in a stream about a mile outside his border.

He couldn’t help but smile and fly in their direction to see what they were up to. As he got closer, he was able to make out five of them, three adults and two smaller adolescent capybaras. As he landed nearby, the capys looked at him, not afraid, not even skittish.

As Ebon approached them, he leaned down and offered a nuzzle to the biggest one, a chubby male who slowly accepted with a nuzzle of his own. “Oh yes,” the dragon said, his voice rumbling, “You are all coming home with me.”

He straightened up and looked around to ensure no one else was around to take his prize. He, however, found himself with another dilemma. How was he going to get these guys home? He couldn’t securely pick all of them up in his forelegs. A single wriggle could cause them all to fall. He didn’t have enough talons to pick all five up, and even if he grabbed one in his mouth, how would he land without squishing them? He grumbled as he thought, but then another grumble, this one from his stomach, gave him an idea.

He leaned down and nuzzled the big capy again and gave him a soft lick. The flavor was fantastic! His licks became less controlled and much sloppier as his mouth began to salivate.

The other capybaras came over to investigate their visitor. Their tiny tails wagged with soft trills of welcome. The one Ebon was licking enjoyed it quite a bit, moving around to expose different parts of his body to that long, thick tongue. He seemed to enjoy the licks on his flanks the most. But the other capys were eager to share in the attention so they began to nuzzle up to the dragon’s mouth and lick his lips.

Ebon, now inundated with affection from these capybaras, was quite sure that they would be lovely pets to bring back home. To test their resolve, he opened his mouth in front of them and breathed out. His hot breath washed over the capys and they absolutely adored the feeling. They wiggled and shivered in the warmth but made no moves to recoil or leave. A moment later, the dragon leaned forward, slipping his tongue underneath the large male and pulling him into his mouth. His lips closed softly, and he rumbled with delight at the flavors exploding across his tongue.

He licked and slurped around the capy in his mouth as he straightened his neck out, lifting him off the ground. Thick globs of drool rain down on the other four, soaking them in the warm liquid. It seems they all understand that the dragon’s mouth is a warm and soft place with this viscous liquid inside, but they don’t really understand the inherent danger.

Inside Ebon’s mouth, the capybara was initially alarmed by the lack of solid ground underneath his feet. But the warmth, the tongue, and the rather pleasant smell surrounding him caused him to calm down as he slipped further in. His eyes closed as his muzzle hit the back of Ebon’s mouth and the dragon swallowed. Soft muscles grabbed ahold of his head and dragged him down. The almost plush esophagus wrapped around him as he was pulled deeper and deeper. The peristalsis was firm and unyielding, pulsing around him. It was a slow and indulgent ride before he was pushed against the hard sphincter separating him from the dragon’s stomach. The ring of muscle yielded to him and let him an inch at a time. Inside was a large compartment of pink flesh. He was able to walk and move around a little bit, but the mucosal lining was quite slippery so after a moment of exploration, he relaxed, laying on the floor of his new home.

On the outside the capybaras watched as the bulge moved from the dragon’s mouth, down his throat, disappearing into his chest, barely even leaving a bulge in his white belly. “Mmm… that was good, who’s next?” the dragon asks as he looks down at them. The next largest one was a female. He speculated this one was probably the mate to his current belly pet. “Let’s reunite you two then,” he smiled as he lay down and opened his mouth in front of her.

The three others, an adult male and two female yearlings watched on as their mother padded forward and climbed into the dragon’s maw. The warmth engulfed her as she settled on his tongue and relaxed. She closed her eyes just as Ebon closed his mouth and tilted his head back. The bulge she made was just as big as their father’s and she slips down just as slowly. Ebon’s eyes drifted close as he enjoyed the feeling of the large rodent slipping down into his, no longer, empty belly. A front paw moves to his stomach and rubs up and down along it, settling the two lovebirds in the warmth.

The dragon groaned in delight and rolled over onto his back, still rubbing his tummy. He looked over at the three left and used his tail to coil around the smaller ones. He brought them over his maw and opened it up beneath them. He let out a soft “ahh” before lowering them in and closing his lips around his tail. He pulled it out with a slurp and a smack. His cheeks bulged out as he played with them, his tongue exploring their bodies and thoroughly tasting them. Their brother watched on for a while before approaching and climbing up on top of Ebon’s warm belly and laying down. He listened as the dragon’s insides churned and glorped around his family.

Ebon couldn’t help but smile and give him a show as he tilted his head back and gulped. The squirming bulge moved down the dragon’s neck. It was much slower than what happened to his parents, and he decided to move up and nuzzle the bulge as it disappeared beneath Ebon’s chest and reappeared in his belly, making it a bit bigger. Soft, happy trills escaped him as the dragon wrapped his claws around him.

Ebon smiled at the friendly little guy and gave him a soft kiss before stuffing him into his mouth too. Inside his mouth, the male nuzzled around, licking the dragon’s palette and rubbing against his tongue. The pulsating throat was just beyond the hump of the tongue which was determined to coax him into its embrace. A moment passes of him showing his love to the warm chamber around him and the tongue slowly pulling him back towards the throat.

The muscles grasped onto his rump and pulled. He gave a few test struggles and tried to pull himself out, but the grasp was too firm. Despite the soft, plush of the throat and the slimy coating of saliva and mucus, it was too strong for him. Like a warm, all-encompassing hug, the throat muscles wrapped around him from his rump and then to his soft, barrel-shaped abdomen and finished by engulfing his head. He closed his eyes and fell backward in the slow freefall. The sphincter at the end eagerly pulled him inside and he fell into a pile of wet, fuzzy love. He looked around in the dark chamber and found a nice snuggle spot between his siblings as his parents slept soundly beneath them.

Ebon groaned in delight and let out a loud belch that shook the trees around him. He stood up and felt his belly, “That was a lovely meal, you guys will love it back home.” He leaped into the air, catching himself with his wings. He flapped a few times, setting a course back to his little cove. The sun had totally sunk below the horizon, leaving a soft dusk and a sleepy dragon in its wake.

He arrived a few minutes later at his home and laid down in his big cave. A soft murr escaped his lips as he collapsed onto his side and curled up around the precious package in his stomach. They were all safe, of course. He wouldn’t dare digest such lovely new friends.

Full tour ending, no scat

Ebon woke up the next morning feeling a familiar pressure pushing against his tail hole. He smiled and padded out of his lair. He shook out his mane and walked leisurely to a nearby stream. He squatted right next to it and pushed. The mother popped out first, slipping free and plopping on the ground looking slimy but clean. She seemed disoriented as she woke from her warm sleep. The yearlings came next falling on top of their mother who stretched out and led them into the water with her to wash up.

The father came next with a louder pop as the dragon had to squeeze a bit harder to get him out. He waddled into the water after his family only leaving the younger male to leave. But as his butt popped out, his legs tried their best to pull him back in. He didn’t want to leave the warmth of the dragon. But another squeeze pushed him out and into the water with a splash. His mother then swam to him to help him get clean.

Ebon spun around and lay on the shoreline to watch his new pets enjoy the water. The younger male capy looked up at the dragon and waddled out of the water. The two embrace and Ebon gently grooms him with his tongue as they relax, ready for the new day.

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