Gwyneth had been warned by her real estate agent that this was a dangerous area. The rate of unexplained disappearances here was nine times worse than anywhere else in the state, and more than 80% of the victims were female. Even so, she went ahead and bought the place; she had to. Fresh out of college and not quite flat broke, this house was a dream come true, with a monthly mortgage payment less than half the cost of rent in some apartments she'd seen.
At her insistence, the agent sighed.
"Just remember to keep your windows closed. People always seem to be safe indoors as long as the windows are all closed."

Spooked by the old lady's warning, Gwyneth did as she was told for a solid month. Then the next. Then four more after that. Then for another six. For a whole year she obeyed, but all the while her conviction slowly waned. Nobody she knew had disappeared. There wasn't much crime at all in fact. Why was she still so worried?
Finally, one warm summer night, she decided to try her luck.

With a great deal of creaking and screeching, she wrenched open the windows around the house. The effort of fighting more than a year's worth of warping and stuck slides left her panting and a little sweaty, so she decided to take a shower.

Wanting to enjoy the fresh air flowing through the building, she stripped where she stood and walked naked to the bathroom, letting a light breeze cool her lithe body. Gwyneth got to enjoy a full hour wallowing in the tub, relishing the combination of moving air and running water on her soft flesh. A slight snuffling noise briefly came to her attention, but quieted beneath her notice before she cared enough to investigate. She even thought she heard a faint, rough female voice outside softly murmuring something, but she ignored that too. If her neighbors decided to peek, well let them! It's not like she didn't have the figure to show off. Dripping wet, she stepped out of the shower-
Straight into the waiting mouth of a luridly colored dragon, leaning in through her open window!

The creature lunged forward and upward, snatching up her other leg as Gwyneth fell. She just barely managed to catch her fall by grabbing the edge of the tub and the shower curtain.
Meanwhile, having caught its prey, the dragon began to draw her body deeper into its own with a series of snakelike gulps. To her horror, Gwyneth could see her tightly compressed legs from outside the beast, wrapped in a thick layer of muscle. Warm, slimy flesh massaged her lower body as more and more of her was swallowed by the dragon. As the purple lips and astoundingly gently teeth approached her pelvic region, Gwyneth felt something hot and slimy force its way between her legs to launch a highly enjoyable assault on her virgin pussy.
The hungry consumption of her body paused, until the great tongue had lapped its fill at her womanhood. Thick strands of gooey saliva mixed with her own fluids puddled unabsorbed on the bath mat before the dragon resumed devouring her. Butt and belly slipped smoothly down, and Gwyneth was pulled from the tub and curtain with a short jerk. She thudded, unharmed but winded on the floor, and her mind went fuzzy for a brief moment.
She began wondering why she wasn't catching her breath and why her chest felt so good before snapping to. The purple monster had made short work of her chest meat; her breasts were now being soothingly massaged in its gullet, and the sphincter at the back of its throat was pushing gently at her armpits. She could barely see the bathroom anymore, her vision obscured by the dragon's upper jaw.
For a moment, she considered trying to hold onto the beast's maw, but she recognized that such an act would be totally pointless. She was already food.
As the dragon took a deep gulp and enveloped her head, Gwyneth pondered what that meant. Her education, her job, her friends and family all meant nothing. She would leave no impact on the world beyond a few day's worth of energy for a monster and a few pounds of- waste. Eguh. Once that was gone and the dragon was hungry again, the world would continue spinning on without her, as if she had never existed.

As if to reinforce this final realization, the dragon closed its jaws around her hands and gave one final gulp. Down, down, down, the lump of sweet womanly flesh slid, shivering with irrepressible delight at the sensations running over her body. The fresh air she'd enjoyed earlier now seemed cold and harsh compared to the hot, wet heaven that was her new home. Almost without her noticing, she slipped neatly into the stomach. The last of her fear left her in the dragon's belly, as she realized she only had a little while left before she was nothing more than nutritious slurry for the creature. That was ok, she decided. Digestion actually felt pretty nice.

Outside, the dragon gave a soft, almost ladylike burp.
"Excuse me," she said- for it was a female dragon- and withdrew her upper body from the human dwelling. Laying a clawed hand on her distended tummy, she massaged the little human girl digesting there and felt it wriggle in delight at the touch. She smiled.
"Thank you for your body, my food. It was singularly delicious," she informed the meat squirming within her. Gwyneth moaned happily in response, glad that her body was enjoyed so greatly. With that, the dragon crawled away, back to the hidden lairs where the others of her kind lived, preying in secret on this innocuous little neighborhood.

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