- Annoyed, Styra propped herself up and glanced towards the scrawny human. She could barely see the man's tiny body over the swell of her belly and enmeshed as he was between her trunk-like legs. She craned her long, refined neck to get a better look.

She scoffed internally. Man? Who was she trying to kid? This was a punk, a kid. His profile on the app said he was 26, but he couldn't have been more than 19. From the pictures, Styra thought he looked a little young , but she gave him the benefit of the doubt at the time. She didn't interact with many humans, and, short lived as they were, she couldn't always guess their age.

At any rate, the kid lacked experience; that much was obvious. He'd boasted about his bedroom prowess while they chatted online and over dinner. He told her all about how he'd bedded tens of larger preds, dragonesses included, and knew how to satisfy them. Styra realized he was exaggerating, of course. She figured he might've been with maybe a couple large-species girls, so she decided to file the yarn he'd spun as endearing rather than a red-flag. Now she wondered whether this was his first time period.

Styra noticed the kid had begun to sweat. He was frantically thrusting his tiny member in and out from between the full lips of her sex, with an intense, gormless expression on his face. He was clearly enjoying himself. For an instant, his eyes met hers. He averted his gaze just as quickly. Styra watched as the kid's face turned red, with embarrassment or strain she couldn't tell, and felt, barely, as his thrusts grew more frenzied. She reclined again, huffed, and planted her chin on her fist. The kid couldn't have much left in him at this point.

Internally Styra fumed. The kid had been nice enough to take her to an expensive place for dinner, but the portions were all human-sized. She'd wanted to be a good date and not break the bank, so she only ordered a one regular entree. Now, though, she was regretting that decision. Styra could feel the empty rumble of her stomach more than the kid at this point.

She was just about to resign herself to walking away from this encounter annoyed, hungry, and completely unsatisfied when a thought occurred to her. If the kid couldn't satisfy Styra sexually, maybe he could gratify her in a different way...

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Wow, it's been a really, really long time since I've uploaded anything here. Work, malaise, etc. make posting a challenge for me.

I've been sitting on thumbnail sketches of this idea for a while and finally decided to do something with it and post a more or less complete drawing after another user sent me a really nice message that got me off my butt.

I could go through all the usual faults I find in my drawings, but I won't. Comments and Criticism always appreciated.

P.S. Sorry about the long description. As I was drawing, I gradually found the idea more and more amusing, and it just sort of wrote itself. It occurs to me this might be the first original character I've drawn that has a name.

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