Trapped inside this vile, fleshy prison, you were slowly digested over the course of several days. You and the others were churned and sloshed around, endlessly battered by the gastric onslaught of digestion. Furthermore, the corrosive pepsin contained within her stomach slowly dissolved your flesh, slowly transforming you into a nutritive goop. While you melted inside her belly, the pudgy dragoness continued on with her daily life, her enormous tummy swaying from side to side as she walked around. It was like being inside a slow roller coaster made of meat: It was painful, dizzying and it smelled. From time to time, miss Firebreath would drink a coffee, showering you with the hot liquid. Eventually, your mass became amorphous, meshing up with the other residents of this burbling hell. Inside the very belly of the beast, you and your new family become nothing more than a ball made of partially digested meat. The unceasing gurgling accompanied you into oblivion as your body became nothing but a nutritive mush. *Gggrrlllww-Bllloorrggggss-Pllooorrrgwwww~*
Ultimately, the goop that used to be your body was driven into miss Firebreath's intestines, your nutriments absorbed and adding to the layers of fat covering her enormous body. Whatever was left of you then accumulated into her colon along with the rest of your so called adoptive family. One day, while the dragoness was walking down the halls, she felt an intense pressure building up inside her bowels. "Oh my! It looks like someone really wants to get out! Welp, when you gotta go, you gotta go!" She declared, backing up into a corner and lifting her tail. With a grunt, she forced an enormous, steaming log out of her wretched butthole, the long, creamy turd coiling up onto the ground. *Shhlluuukkkss~* The fecal matter was slimy and compact, littered with the bones of her victims. One turd followed another, the foul product piling on into a putrid, disgusting mound of draconic feces. Her business done, the dragon lady looked back at her handy work and smiled. "Phew, you lot really stink up the place! Humans always make such nice crap... Guess they're just naturally inclined to being shit!" She cruelly teased, giggling softly.
She then walked off, leaving you to fester in a random corner of her castle. Thus ended your adventure. In the end you became nothing more than a repulsive, stinking pile of dragon shit, a grim warning to anyone who dared venture into miss Firebreath's castle. Your epic quest amounted to a simple bowel movement from a fat dragon creature. Hey at least you found a family! You would be forever fused with them, together in a single turd.
-The end.
