The young dragon had wandered far, seeking her own territory, and when the strange and enormous bear had approached her, lonely and lustful she'd accepted his advances. He was large and dangerous, but she could breathe fire to chase him away if worse came to worst.

He was a bear, not a snake, and the last thing she expected was for his maw to suddenly gape wide. Now, still impaled on his formidable shaft and held tight by his many paws she squirmed as a gulp sent another foot of her down his throat. With her jaws held shut by the muscular walls of his gullet about all she could do was squirm. Close ahead of her now was the waiting gurgle of the stomach whose acids would consume her.

She knew now that he was a magical beast himself and the unnatural chill of his body seeped through her scales, weakening her. The flesh wrapped around her resounded with a growl as the bear ejaculated, filling her with his seed, but no half-dragons would result from this mating. She had underestimated this monster and as he pulled himself from her sex in order to swallow still more of her she knew that unless she got very, very lucky, the meeting was going to end with a belch. It was not a worthy end for a proud dragoness but at least there was no one here but the bear to see her ignominious fate.

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I happened upon the kokugiak the other day while searching Google for polar bear references. It is an Eskimo legend of a ten legged polar bear that mimics the voices of lost loved ones to lure people off alone to be eaten. Pathfinder has adapted it into a huge magical beast big enough to eat a small dragon, though the average kokugiak wouldn't swallow the dragon whole. This must be an exceptional specimen. 83

Since we can't see the dragon's genitals, M/M fan can just visualize it as a male. I considered doing a gender neutral text but it was easier to write this way.

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