[19:48] Noilen was looking for his next meal, figuring that he could do for a bit of a snack after all. He was a big dragon, and dragons have to eat; quite a bit at that. As for his meal; he had spotted out a little clearing, his snack consisted of a few smaller mammals: stoats, canines and such. Unfortunately for the Rayquaza however, was the more he ate those snacks, the more he craved a meal; something bigger... Too bad for his meal though; he ate his snacks up quick, but his meals... well, he liked to play with his food from time to time, and as luck would have it, he'd find a rather large creature of walking mutton, even larger in size than normal; this one would be perfect to satisfy himself; after a bit of fun of course.
 
[19:51] Ignatius Copperhorn was asleep at the moment, the massive sheep taur not wearing his usual attire save for the band of crystals around his right wrist which were used to hold said attire, it was such a beautiful day out that he had decided to take a quick nap in one of the clearings on his way to the next settlement, not having paid any attention to the warnings of the locals... though he couldn't understand a lick of what they were saying to do so as he didn't speak the language.
 
[19:57] Noilen would land down to the smaller creature, he was still sleeping; how unfortunate. This would throw a wrench in his plan, he didn't need the other creature scared out of it's wits; makes playing a little less fun after all. "Hello, are you alright little guy?" The dragon would nudge the large stomach, it was after all the easiest part of the Sheep's body to jostle the taur awake. "You know... it's dangerous around here; you should be more careful." He figured gaining the other's trust would be his best idea at this point, fear was quite delicious seasoning after all.
 
[19:59] Ignatius Copperhorn groan and start to awaken. "Wassat? Who's little?" He asked as he started to move his body seeming to roar with power as he moved to his feet, his body giving off the feeling that if he was a pokemon he would be of the Fire/Rock typing likely due to the fact his horns looked like chunks of cooled magma instead of bones and as he looked up at the dragon that had awakened him his eyes flashed with fiery might. "Who are yeh?"
 
[20:04] Noilen would have to think on his metaphorical feet here, not really thinking of a cover for all of this, he couldn't just say 'hey, I'm here to eat you' after all. "Uhh.. Well; you are pretty small compared to me ya know." He'd start off with, giving himself a little bit of extra time to think of a reason that he may be here. "Uh... the village! Yeah, they sent me. Said there have been some strange sightings and just wanted me to get people out of the area..." That sounded good, it didn't seem like the taur was suspicious, after all; he didn't want his mutton running away from him; meals are meant to be enjoyed.
 
[20:08] Ignatius Copperhorn blinked twice at that before nodding yeah that did sound like something a local village would do send the biggest and baddest guy to warn people. "Well thanks to yeh sir but, I'm afraid I'm makin my way there now, and jes stopped teh rest a moment. Iffn' yeh'll excuse meh." he said as he turned around unknowingly to the dragon not believing jack shite he said but wanting to avoid fighting in a forest if he could, fire and wood got along like a forest on fire... which was the problem
 
[20:14] Noilen kind of got the cold shoulder, which by the looks of the guy, was a mite strange. "Well... Perhaps I could keep an eye on you? They said it was dangerous, and I don't want you getting hurt." He didn't know for sure if the Sheep doubted him, but he did have his suspicions at the very least. And letting his meal go, well... that wasn't on the agenda; and he'd like to keep it that way. "I know I don't look like the nicest guy, but I promise, my heart is in the right place here. Any way I can prove that to you?"
 
[20:19] Ignatius Copperhorn thought about it before he looked right up at him and nodded. "Aye, yeh can, let me punch yeh in the stomach full on and I'll believe anythin yeh say." He said simply, wanting to see where he was at with this dragon in terms of strength as he shifted one of his jobs known as the Monk which was his best unarmed combat form.
 
[20:28] Noilen would be pretty strong himself, and as far as playing with his food, this was not exactly and uncommon form that some had chosen. "Uh, sure thing... Big guy." He'd decide that no longer calling the taur little even though the size in comparison to his own was smaller, would possibly win over some extra trust. "Fire away, just be careful; I can't be held responsible if you knock the wind out of me." The dragon would wave his tail around to try to narrow his point down. "And let's just say, knocking the wind out of this guy, won't involve the mouth."
 
 
[20:31] Ignatius Copperhorn chuckled at that. "Right... no worries." He said before he cocked his arm back and launched a punch that would hit with the force of seventeen level 100 max IV Mega Lucarios using Mach Punch into the Dragon Pokemon's gut showing his mastery of the Monk Class
 
[20:37] Noilen would certainly have the wind knocked out of him, he even felt a little actually winded for a bit afterwards, unfortunately for anything that may be in the area however, the wind was quite forcibly knocked out from his gut; two his rear and out into the clearing. That one was a pretty good one too; it even made him gag a bit. And that, that was extremely rare; those snacks were pretty good though... makes him wonder how the mutton in front of him would smell after. "Whew; man that one's pretty rank. I hope you're proud of yourself making me spew that out. Sorry if it's a little strong, but I did warn you. You can pack a pretty hefty punch ya know?"
 
 
[20:40] Ignatius Copperhorn nodded as suddenly all the methane in the air suddenly combusted the moment it settled around him as if his whole body was a butane torch. "Right... forgot about the livin' fire thing." He said with a blush
 
[20:44] Noilen would cough out a bit of smoke, luckily fire wasn't something that bothered dragons much. "Well... You're a fiery one, aren't you?" He let out a bit of a chuckle, as far as playing with his food went, this was about as good as it's gotten in quite a long time. "Are you able to turn that off at all? Or is it a constant thing?" The dragon asks, it didn't seem like it was too... burny too the grass when he was taking a nap after all.
 
[20:47] Ignatius Copperhorn thought about it. "It's kinda both, usually for a few seconds after I start acting aggressive I can't control it and it's always off when I sleep... mostly so I don't burn things I'm sleeping on." He said with a chuckle as he looked up at the dragon noticing that the hit he had given him would likely bruise, which meant if he needed too he could take him.
 
[20:50] Noilen wouldn't really notice the bruise too much, after all; mutton wasn't meant for punching, it tasted much better. "I see, you're quite interesting! So..." He'd continue, still going on with his earlier mission. "Do you trust me now, or do I have to prove myself again? I mean... I've already made the eyes of anything within a good hundred feet water, and closer probably lose their lunch thanks to you." The big guy would grin and wag his tail a bit. "Oh, and possibly charred a few thanks to that little mishap there."
 
[20:53] Ignatius Copperhorn thought about it for a moment. "Hmm... sure yeah I can see that." Some glowing dust flowed into him which would be known as EXP to anyone who knew about it. "So, whatcher name?"
 
[20:57] Noilen was quite happy to have the other's trust at last, a few sick animals and pokemon were of little consequence when it came to his meals and how he so loved to play with his food after all. "My name is Noilen, though it's polite to give your name first you know." He was acting in a civil manner already, he may as well keep up with the face. "So, what do you do for fun?"
 
[20:59] Ignatius Copperhorn gained a dangerous smirk at that. "Well that would be the case if yeh didn't wake me up, so as the approachin' party so it's polite teh give yer name first... name's Ignatius by the way, and ah'm a Monster Hunter!" He said proudly his right wrist flaring and his armor appearing over his body.
 
[21:03] Noilen would frown at that, eating through scraps was not quite so enjoyable, especially when you miss some. "Well, I have to say; you looked better without all that on. I enjoyed that naturale look." He'd give a little grin as to get the sheep thinking that he was interested in seeing him naked for other reasons. "Besides, it's hard to see that... sexy ass of yours with all that stuff on you know~" The dragon teases, pointing his tail at the taur's ass and eases it up against that hole to tickle it before pulling it back.
 
[21:06] Ignatius Copperhorn blushed hotly at that and his armor vanished. "Yeh... yer trying to have sex with me are yeh?"
 
[21:10] Noilen would chuckle and rub the top of that rump, the tail was quite cute. "Well.. Maybe not right now; but... How'd that attempt going?" He asks, staring back at that ass and grins; much better, less to pick out. "Oh, and you never did say what you did for fun around here." He took playing with his prey to quite a literal since, always wanting to make them play their favourite game, eat their favourite food, whichever he was in the mood for.
 
[21:11] Ignatius Copperhorn chuckled and blushed at that. "It's goin' pretty well... and honestly, my favorite passtime is eatin folks bigger than me."
 
[21:13] Noilen would chuckle a bit, he was not just bigger than the taur, he was several times his size. "I see; and that's fun? Do they have fun too? Ya let them out?" The Rayquaza asks. "Sorry to say though.. I'm a biiiiiit too big for you; I don't even think your mouth could open wide enough to fit my tail in."
 
[21:15] Ignatius Copperhorn chuckled at that. "Mate I've done bigger... and it depends on them really, it's fun for me I know that for sure... and who said I eat them with my mouth?" he asked shaking his rump for emphasis, that plush ass jiggling with meals that had added to it's shape
 
[21:18] Noilen would chuckle a bit at that; that was a new one; why bother eating someone if he can't even taste them? "So your ass eats them? That sounds a bit painful. You honestly expect my body to fit in there?" The dragon would give off a bit of a smirk there, it was his funeral; mutton is mutton, no matter how stretched out that asshole would be once his tail went up there. "So I take it you want my tail first, since it's smaller? Don't want to break you... I was told to keep you safe after all."
 
[21:20] Ignatius Copperhorn chuckled at that. "Either way doesn't matter to me, just hope yeh don't mind shit, being a taur makes it hard to clean the last few out." He said with a smirk as he would look up at the dragon, he truly had no idea who he was did he? He was known all around as the monster hunter who killed his targets with no weapons, only his vicious bowels.
 
[21:25] Noilen would look at the other with a blank expression. "You don't care? You honestly think your ass won't tear with my head?" It really would be his funeral, death by torn ass doesn't sound like a great tombstone. "I'll leave you up to it I suppose, it's your game after all." The dragon would pause before getting an idea; putting his tail beside his snout, about a foot away in distance. "Alright. Pick your poison, sit on my tail, and I'll push it up your hole; sit on my snout... and well.. I'll do my best not to rip it in half."
 
[21:27] Ignatius Copperhorn smirked at that wanting to really see how flabbergasted the dragon would be when he could take him all as he sat on his snout... and just for that comment he wouldn't be letting him out, he wasn't the first massive dragon to die in his bowels after all... and that noodle body was begging to be shit.
 
[21:32] Noilen would have quite the flabbergasted expression indeed, the poor taur had signed his death warrant with that; but he made a deal. He'd try not to tear him too much. "If you really want to.. I hope you know what you just sat on." The Dragon said; he gave quiiite a bit of room between the two after all, but he'd start to push his snout in all the same, making that pucker swell up and open slowly.
 
[21:35] Ignatius Copperhorn panted a bit at that before his pucker started to open like a slutty flower eager to accept that head, showing that he may not have been bullshitting around
 
[21:40] Noilen would not be too sure about that; but at this point; bullshit was the least of his worries, his head sliding in with a disgusting schloorping sound; it wasn't the greatest sound ever. "Hey, I'm impressed; but you do know how long I am, right? Do you want me to keep going?" He figured he'd wait for some sort of sign to tell him yes or no, but then realized it would be better if the sheep had a way of communicating. "Okay, so since I may not be able to hear you... Do something for yes first, and then something else for no; that way you can at least answer my questions! Just make sure that they're repeatable actions."
 
[21:41] Ignatius Copperhorn nodded at that as he would clench his ass to tug him in more, and stomped his left hoof
 
[21:43] Noilen would feel him clench, but as far as the dragon was aware, that's all the taur did. "Okay, so that's yes... Now. What do we have for no then?"
 
[21:45] Ignatius Copperhorn smirked at that barely hearing him and clenching again
 
[21:49] Noilen would flail about in there a bit and grumble, getting himself a bit louder. "That's yes, we can't use that for yes AND no, how would I tell the difference?" The poor guy getting a little flustered as more of his body would be pulled in. "Now, what do we have for no?" The dragon asks, making sure that he was loud enough to be heard by the sheep, and hopefully the taur would be smart enough to at least realize that he couldn't feel the hoof stomping.
 
[21:54] Ignatius Copperhorn chuckled at that he did in fact realize it but, what the dragon didn't know is that he had planned to make it pretty damn simple that he wanted him inside his bowels, his hoof stomped again and he clenched once more drawing more of the dragon deeper
 
[21:57] Noilen would groan at the clenching once more and huff, trying to make it a bit easier for the other. "Fine, clenching is no now." The Dragon thinking of another way to get some communication down. "How about... I guess it doesn't smell 'THAT' foul in here... ugh... Just.. fart or something, push for yes. Understand?"
 
[21:59] Ignatius Copperhorn smirked as he would suddenly let out a deep basy fart that smelled of death and decay worse than any of the dragon's farts, even carrying several well digested chunks of shit into his face
 
[22:01] Noilen was going to learn to regret this more likely than not. "Alright, so; you want me to keep going then?" The Dragon asked, now that he'd established a line of communication, as foul as it may be.
 
[22:03] Ignatius Copperhorn smirked and farted again thick time much harder, a wall of shit starting to appear in his line of sight as he slid further and further in.
 
[22:05] Noilen would grumble a bit and push a bit deeper until he'd see the wall of shit and get a little bit upset. "Are you doing this on purpose?" Right now he was really hoping for a clenching feeling, especially with the fact that a fart of just about any strength could possibly push that wall closer to his face,
 
[22:06] Ignatius Copperhorn farted harder than before forcing the shit all over him and answering his question as the tugging suddenly grew more intense as if his ass had finally gotten a powerful grip on him
 
[22:09] Noilen groaned, the shit now covering his face, right now he'd just have to hope that his little wall that was sitting there wasn't too large, pushing himself even deeper to try to punch through. "Alright, there's a wall of shit here, can you still hear me?" He didn't want to find himself in a deadzone after all; that would make his communication rather futile; though he didn't really know that the Taur had no intentions of letting him out.
 
[22:12] Ignatius Copperhorn simply continued to pull him in showing that no he could not hear him any further, the massive dragon had to be getting rather deep now but, he would feel like he was still in the bowels
 
[22:17] Noilen would probably be fortunate that the average bowels coiled up for about 25 feet in total; a taur, he'd have no idea. "Oh great, either he's being a sarcastic little prick, or he can't hear me, wonderful..." The Dragon would grumble and continue a bit before huffing once more and yelling louder than before. "Hey! You awake up there?" The dragon would yell, clearly he was upset; though maybe at least this time the Sheep would actually hear him.
 
[22:22] Ignatius Copperhorn let out another fart, what the dragon wouldn't know is that due to the way his body worked his bowels were magically expanding into his own personal pocket dimension, so they would go on forever till every inch of the dragon was within his ass and being churned into a thick load of ram shit to spray onto the ground
 
[22:25] Noilen would groan and cough before pulling himself in a bit more, he'd gotten a good half of his body up in there. "Well, I'm glad to hear you're awake; I really hate to ask, but there isn't more shit up ahead by any chance, is there..?" The big guy would shout, making sure that the Sheep could hear him; getting clenched right now would be a wonderful feeling right about now. "And on another note, clench twice if both of these are no by the way." Wishful thinking by the poor dragon. "But do you still want me going deeper?"
 
[22:28] Ignatius Copperhorn clenched and then farted so very hard that the dragon could likely feel himself being shlooorped in by those filthy bowels. That wall of shit was his ass's previous resident after all
 
[22:32] Noilen would be relieved about the first clench, though, the stench of that yes was worrisome. "Uh, is that stench getting worse each time you say yes? Is that a bad sign?" He'd ask, once more hoping for two clenches, right now would be a great time for this to be his imagination. The dragon wiggling in a bit further, the gas expanding the hole that he was sliding into made that much easier for him; which was always nice; just maybe not right now; harder may be better at this point.
 
[22:33] Ignatius Copperhorn smirked at that and let out two thick bursts of gas into his face as he could feel the dragon's body narrowing as he was getting to the tail and to anyone watching it would be like the dragon was simply vanishing into his foul ass
 
[22:38] Noilen coughs at the two foul bursts, they certainly were getting worse, and if the sheep was admitting to it, that was not a good sign. "Do you need to take a shit soon or something? Is that why they're smelling worse? You said you were out of shit!" The dragon complains, his tail tip now hugging the puffed out pucker of his captor, before sliding right in; the smell seemed to get even worse the moment that the pucker closed for some reason. "Uh, am I in now? Did you pucker just shut on me!?"
 
[22:39] Ignatius Copperhorn smirked and farted twice as his ass kept pulling him deeper and deeper till there would be no hope for escape.
 
[22:42] Noilen would think for a bit, trying to wrap his head around just how many questions he asked.. "One, two, that was a statement.... three, four.. Okay; so you have to take a shit soon; that's why they're smelling worse.... So... Am I all in? And your pucker, is it closed? Also! A third one on top of those. Is it going to open soon? You know, to let me out?" Unfortunately for him; the Taur seemed to have every intention of letting him out; though... perhaps not as a dragon.
 
[22:48] Ignatius Copperhorn let out three more farts at that point as the heat in his bowels started to really sink in now, drying the dragon out bit by bit as he would start being slowly leached and digested for his nutrients without losing his solid form till he was already on the way back out as a thick dragon shaped log.
 
[22:52] Noilen would sigh in relief, he was quite happy to hear that he was going to be let out of course, though... maybe not happy to smell it. "So uh... are you just going to keep farting while keeping your pucker sealed? You trying to make your ass an oven or something? Do you even realize how hot it is in here?" He'd complain; he wasn't really asking them as questions so much as he just wanted to get it off his chest; though it was unlikely that the Sheep would give up such a golden opportunity... or brown. to make this the dragon's own little slice of hell.
 
[22:53] Ignatius Copperhorn kept farting around the dragon in his bowels warming it up a bit more with each blast of gas and digesting him a little more at the same time
 
[22:56] Noilen groans and starts worming his way through the bowels, they seemed rather large for the taur. "Okay, are you going to stop farting anytime soon? It's really getting to be pretty foul in here." The dragon says; not even noticing his own scales beginning to dry up in what would appear to be the Sheep's master plan.
 
[22:57] Ignatius Copperhorn smirked at that and just kept farting able to pass it off as him being too deep to hear him now as he kept going to dry and consume him completely
 
[23:01] Noilen coughs and turns around, trying to make his way to the pucker; though it almost seemed like that's where the stench was the worst. Though... in hindsight, that would only make sense, considering where the bursts of foul air were heading and where they would leave was sealed off; the dragon nearly gagging on the foul stench and tries to cover his nose as it was almost toxic at this point. "Alright, you can stop farting now. I can hear you now by the way, when are you going to let me out?"
 
[23:04] Ignatius Copperhorn chuckled. "Oh I will when you're a thick log of sheep shit." The ramtaur said with a smirk on his face as his ass kept working on his prey as his farts only thickened in intensity.
 
[23:06] Noilen would lose feeling in his tail; not exactly a good sign of course. "What do you mean; sheep shit? You don't have any in here, and stop farting already!" The dragon complained once again; gagging on the stench; it just about made his eyes water this time around; the sheep was brewing up something foul in there this time around.
 
[23:10] Ignatius Copperhorn smirked as that foulness he was brewing was in fact the dragon as he kept on farting
 
[23:13] Noilen would be in a very bad spot here, after all; there wasn't much passed his tail. Losing the feeling in more and more of that long body, something was definitely going wrong here; the dragon would try to wriggle his body but all he'd hear would be this disgusting squelching noise.
 
[23:14] Ignatius Copperhorn smirked at that as there was very little left of the dragon left to digest for his nutrients. "Mmm sounds like you're almost done becoming my shit~"
 
[23:18] Noilen starts hitting his snout against that pucker trying to get out, though it wouldn't be long before the dragon's efforts would come to a halt; his heart stopping and slowly churning away into the taur's disgusting shit.
 
[23:22] Ignatius Copperhorn smirked as he felt the last of the dragon becoming his filthy foul shit. "Mmmm good slut dragon... glad to do business with you." he said as he started to trot towards the village once more, letting his pucker open to just shit the dragon out as a long filthy rope of sheep colon chocolate.
 
[23:26] Noilen would certainly not have expected this to be the way that his hunt would have gone; his body much more foul thanks to a rather greedy taur. the only consolation that the big guy could have hoped for at this point was to have made the ram sick.
 
[23:29] Ignatius Copperhorn wasn't sick in the least in fact he was getting healthier with every movement his body absorbed the dragon's energy into his form before he would let out the last of him he started to drag his soul from his corpse to keep him from coming back in the way that Pokemon tended too.