A Better Bedroll

Story by Tristan Hawthorne on SoFurry

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#121 of Patreon Reward Vignettes

First vignette for FA: Ashgar~ !

Tizak and Ashgar are adventuring companions at either side of the size scale. Tizak is a kobold, and has a hard time sleeping outside on a cold night. Ashgar is a shapeshifting druid who spends most of his time as an enormous quadrupedal bear-lizard. This leads to complications.

Contains: Size Difference, Fishy Breath, Bear-Lizard Hugs, Accidental Mind Control Magic, Literal Genie Problems, Safe Oral Vore, Belly Compression Pinning and Dozing Off Together.

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Tizak quivered and tugged on his blanket. The kobold cursed himself for not packing a better blanket with his bedroll. It was bad enough camping outdoors instead of in a cave... He turned over, wiggling his toeclaws to try to tug the fabric over more of his body, only resulting in exposing his chest. He yapped in annoyance and sat up, turning his head towards his sleeping companion.

Significantly larger than the draconid by a greater factor than even most common races lay Ashgar. The druid spent more time in his beast form than his bipedal form these days, but stayed helpful and competent nonetheless. However, the bear-lizard was dead to the world when he was sleeping, and any cold blood from his reptilian side was balanced out by the dense, soft fur that covered his body.

The kobold huffed, rolling up his blanket with energy derived from trying to keep warm in the chill. He rolled the padded matt around it and tied up his bedroll completely, before affixing it to his pack. Lifting the pack, Tizak practically stomped over to Ash, taking one hand-claw and pushing at the large beast's shoulder.

A sleepy mumble escaped the druid's ursine lips, his long thick tail swishing and thumping against the bare earth.

"Time to wake up, Ash. We need to move camp!" Tizak insisted, planting his fists on his tiny hips.

Ashgar shifted, turned, and rolled onto his back, head slumping to the earth with a loud snore. One large foreclaw scratched at his bulky belly, then settled to rest there.

The kobold took a moment to appreciate the warm exhale driving away a bit of the cold, before he frowned. He wasn't about to just set up camp to let fishy bear-lizard breath wash over him as a blanket. He stomped around to one side of the sleeping druid, before reaching out to grasp the hand on the beast's barrel. Tizak made sure he had a good grip with both hands, before he threw his weight back, trying to tug Ash upright.

With a sleeping murmur, the druid simply pulled back, yanking the kobold up onto his fuzzy frame.

Despite how warm his breath was, Tizak found his scales pressed to the cold outer hairs of the heavy, insulative coat. He scowled and pushed himself upright, before starting to thump his palms onto the hybrid in another attempt to get him to wake up.

In response, Ashgar's forelegs wrapped around his companion like the kobold were a soft cuddle-toy, yanking him down and pinning him to his broad chest.

Yapping with dismay, the kobold kicked and squirmed. The tight grip wasn't letting up and he couldn't make any headway. Clenching his eyes shut, he cried out in draconic. "LET GO."

With a yawn and a murmur, the hybrid released his arms, stirring somewhat.

Tizak panted heavily, getting back up on his hands and knees on top of the druid. "I need to get somewhere warm or else I'll never be able to sleep, Ashgar." He returned to common, waiting for a reply.

Ashgar yawned again. "Okay, Tizak..." He murmured dreamily, starting to roll over.

The kobold slipped off the side of the broad hybrid's form, taking a few steps away, not looking back at the bear-lizard getting up onto his paws. He felt a familiar warm breeze cross the back of his head, scented with fish... His eyes widened, before everything went too dark even for his kind's eyes.

Sleepily, the Druid drove his maw down over his companion's body, drool helping lubricate the scaley morsel. A smooth swallow followed, pulling Tizak's kicking legs from the ground. Ash dutifully raised his head upright and made one last swallow, plummeting the kobold's body down his gullet.

Tizak thrashed as much as he could, but the tight flesh wouldn't allow it, that is until he was pressed through a snug ring of flesh into the more open stomach. He groaned at the more intense fishy smell in there.

Ashgar slurped his chops drowsily, before slumping down on his front, wiggling his hips in a sine wave down his long tail before he settled in.

The trapped kobold felt the walls close in, the weight of the beast he was in the proverbial and literal belly of coming down in full force to hold him in place. He gave up trying to struggle, instead trying to think about how this happened... then he realized. He must have cast a charm while trying to get free of the druid's arms. He so immediately complied... And he wasn't specific enough with his next request, obviously.

The soft rushing of air through the bear-lizard's lungs was supplanted by the familiar snoring from before, sending vibrations through the whole compressed belly.

Blushing softly, Tizak supposed that he'd had worse sleeping arrangements... and it was warm... He fidgeted, but the heavy flesh kept his body from moving much more than a twitch in any direction. The kobold was surprised to find that he was tired enough from tossing and turning on the hard ground that using his companion's belly padding from within as a bedroll was amenable to sending him drifting back off to sleep.

Ashgar smiled in his sleep, muttering. "Tizak is warm now..."