Mist's Day with Sam
This is a gift story I wanted to do for a long time. A long time ago, probably like 6 to 8 years ago, my boyfriend Mist over on FA wanted me to write a story for him about Mist visiting Sam. This is the end result. I hope you guys enjoy!
The knob turns and opens. On the other side, is a rather large dog with a bit of a belly. His name is Sam. "And here is my office." Sam steps into the office and holds the door open for his little contest winner. A white and blue dragon named Mist enters the office. His eyes widen and looks around the messy office. From the barely hanging bulls-eye to the cracks in the walls he was in awe. This was where President Max and his pal Sam really worked at!
Sam strolls over to his desk and sits down. Mist comes up to him and stares at the big dog. "I-it's really big, Mr. Sam." However, Mist wasn't talking about the office. He is staring directly at Sam's belly. He was mesmerized by it when Sam picked him up from his big brother's house. It jiggled with each step and Mist found it hard to listen to Sam when taking a tour of the city. While staring at it now, he couldn't help but wonder something. "Where's the president?"
"Max went to get lunch." Sam puts a hand to his chin. "I sure hope he remembers to bring food for three." Sam looks down and sees Mist staring intently at him. "Something wrong, little buddy?"
Mist looks up at Sam's eyes and darts them to the broken window surrounded by yellow police tape. "N-nope! Nothing at all." Mist walks to Max's desk and sits at the elementary school desk. He feels over it, shaking his hand around when he touched drool. At least he hoped it was drool. He turns his attention back towards Sam and kicks his legs. "Solved any big crimes lately?"
"Nope!" Sam spins his chair around. The force of his push brings him right next to Mist, his belly sloshing back and forth before he came to a stop. "The city has been rather quiet lately, too quiet." He leans back in his chair and stares at the ceiling fan, one of the few things in the office fully functional. He places his paws on his belly and pats it. He breathes in deeply, his belly expanding, and exhales, making his belly condense.
Mist couldn't stop staring nor resisting his urge to touch the dog's stomach. He reaches out and touches the side of Sam's belly. The dog jerks upright and looks at Mist. The dragon pulls his hand back and avoids Sam's gaze. "I, I'm sorry!"
Sam just laughs. "Don't be sorry, little buddy. It's pretty big, isn't it?" Sam grabs his stomach from both sides and jiggles it. Mist turns back towards Sam. The dragon blushes as Sam kept moving his belly. "Say, I got an idea." He grabs Mist and hoists him up to his belly.
"Eep!" Mist yelped. Sam's belly jiggles when Mist lands on the soft pile of flesh. Mist giggles and moves up and down on Sam's stomach. The dragon reaches forward, placing his paws on Sam's upper stomach, and rubs it. His force moves Mist as well as Sam's belly around.
Sam scoops up the dragon in the air and hugs him. "You really do love bellies, don't you?" Mist nods rapidly. "How would you like to be inside one?"
Mist cocks his head, but nods, blushing as he did. Sam gives the dragon another hug and opens his mouth. He places Mist's head first inside. He licks over the dragon's snout and under his chin. Mist couldn't help but giggle as he was tickled inside the dog's mouth.
Sam stuffed more of Mist inside him. The dragon, being so small, his chest, wings, and upper belly eased into Sam no problem as he swallows Mist's blue-haired head. Mist nuzzles the sides of Sam's neck and wiggles around. Sam had stuck his tongue out to work on Mist's soft belly he was developing as well.
Sam tilts his head back and swallows Mist's chest. The dragon's belly and upper thighs got greeted by Sam's tongue as well. Sam rubs over the bulge in his throat and chest Mist is making. The dragon wiggled more and more as he descends into the dog with the big belly he admired so much.
Sam opens wide and takes the rest of Mist's feet and about half of his tail. He licks over Mist's feet, causing the dragon to laugh out loud in his throat. Mist could only nuzzle his way further into Sam as he saw a tight ring before him. He wiggles in deeper, forcing Sam to slurp up his tail and swallow the rest of the tiny dragon inside him.
Mist's head poked into the dog's stomach. It's much bigger on the inside than the outside. Mist bet that he could have enough room to walk around inside and maybe have another occupant in with him. Maybe Max! Sam swallows hard, pushing Mist fully into his stomach. Mist was slightly incorrect; while he couldn't walk inside Sam, there was enough room inside to crawl around and rub around as much as he wanted.
Sam belches and pats his belly, rubbing over the slight dent that Mist made. "You all right in there, little buddy?" On the outside, Sam could only hear Mist mumble. "I can't quite hear you. Tap once for yes or tap two for no."
Tap.
Mist is all right. Sam hugs his belly and cradles it.
Sometime later, the door to the office bursts open. Max walks in with three giant bags from Smelly Pete's. "All right! I got our specials! I hope you-Hey! Where's the kid?"
"Uhhh." Sam rubs over his belly. It jiggles on its own once he stops.
Max walks over to Sam and stands on his belly. "Sam, I told you I was only going to be gone for an hour."
"It's been three!"
"How do you know, we ain't got a clock in here." Max is right; no clock around for either to tell time. Guess it was lucky that the boards on their windows didn't completely block out the sun. "When are you gonna let him out?"
"Probably after lunch or if the commissioner calls. Whichever comes first." Sam reaches over for two of the bags Max is holding and swallows down one of the bags whole for Mist. Mist rubs Sam's belly for thanks.
Max sits at his desk and eats his food while Sam scoots back to his desk and eats his. Mist is no doubt eating his food. He wiggles against the stomach walls inside Sam and eats...whatever it was that Max brought him. His day is only beginning, but he already felt complete.