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The Temple of the Vore God

The jungle was as hot and muggy as it ever had been, with a thick band of fog covering the lowlands and low hanging clouds smothering the mountain peaks. Birds flew erratically above the canopy and bugs maintained a steady symphonic buzz that was just as strong no matter where you were.

I was pushing my way through the heavy underbrush to find an ancient temple that I'd been researching. According to my map it was near my location, at the base of a mountain to the north of me, but the forest had a winding river that snaked its way through the trees, making it nigh-impossible to take any direct route to where I was going. Under most circumstances I'd have flown, but let's just say my luggage was keeping me grounded. In fact it was so cumbersome to my form that I had to remain a biped, even though I greatly preferred my more natural quadruped form.

Over the course of many days I continued to push my way through the moist ferns, having to occasionally brush off bugs that clung to my arms or chest. The trip had taken what felt like an eternity to get where I was, and I expected to be lost for another few days before finding the temple I was looking for. I was pondering heading back when I was struck by a rather pleasant surprise! As I pushed some ferns aside to get closer to some water, I saw an open clearing that had a series of signs pointing to an arrow-straight trail. I was unfamiliar with the language of the writing on the signs, but they all had clearly defined arrows and what looked like the form of a dragon tossing some people into its mouth. Either this was the right way or this was the most blatantly obvious misdirection I'd ever seen.

Without hesitation I headed down the pathway, a series of birds acknowledging my presence by cawwing and screeching. There was no way to tell for sure if I was going the right way, and even if it wasn't the temple, the pathway was wide enough for my rather large frame to pass through with relative ease, and anything was better than struggling with the flora and other issues that had plagued my trip thus far. This was an explorative expedition, after all; worst case scenario, it's the wrong place and I map out another part of the jungle for those who follow in my footsteps.

Truth be told I was more than a little anxious. It had been decades since anyone had gone to the temple of the Vore God, and nobody was ever said to have returned. Of course, Segremores was the God of Consumption, there's a good chance any and all of them were merely sacrifices to him, but that's why I had thought of such a scenario well in advance and brought some insurance. Not to mention I'd made sure to do all the research I could and trained myself in all the most effective forms of self defense and magic usage that anyone in the world knew. I knew I was more than qualified to search out the God of Vore known by some as "Big Seg". While nothing in my reading had explicitly stated what I feared - that this God of Consumption would be ravenous and need to feed - I was able to put the pieces together and realize that it was almost a certainty that he'd see me as a full-course meal.

Hence the snacks I brought him.

Regardless of my qualifications and precautions, I still didn't expect it'd take me as long as it did to find the temple; this was made even worse by the fact that I'd flown over the jungle earlier and had a pretty good idea of what to look for beforehand, an easy task for my winged quadruped form. Yet I still got lost, at least until I found the signs and the path. There's something to be said about jungle brush and a gryphon of my size; it's incredibly hard to find a place to land that won't tear your feathers apart that is also close to your destination.

I didn't actually expect the chosen path to lead me to anything significant unless it was a trap or a dead end, but much to my surprise I saw that I was pleasantly wrong! As I tiptoed through the wide archway of trees, my eyes caught a glint of something reflective and shiny in the distance. As I squinted, I could see that it was a massive golden hued statue of the vore god himself!

Turns out I was going the right way, and I was closer than I thought!

I was about to take off at a dash towards the statue, but two things kept me from running off like a fool. The first being that I had been travelling for a very long time with a very heavy load and needed to keep my strength; the second being that I'd heard of stories where the clearest path was riddled with traps. Either way, I needed to walk slowly down the incredibly long and surprisingly straight path or fear the repercussions.

Once again, to my surprise, not a single trap was set off. Either I was very good at what I was doing, or the ones who helped build the temple had absolutely no problem letting people in; perhaps they wanted any wayward travellers to disappear into the temple to be sacrificed to the Vore God. Either way, the reports of nobody ever coming back still had me more than a little worried.

Still, once I got through the jungle path and into the clearing that the temple was in, I was more than a little humbled. I'd seen the temple from above in a fleeting moment as I flew over it, and it didn't look nearly this big. In fact, this had to be the biggest structure I had ever seen. It had to be no less than 10 stories high and as I looked around from side to side, could have been as big as some of the largest farmers' fields at its base. The structure was a simple pyramid made of massive stone bricks, but also had various statues and symbols etched all over it, each of them coated in a thin layer of gold to help the sun reflect off them; probably there to attract people. The more I thought about how eager the temple was to invite passerby to it, the clearer my fears became. I knew precisely what I could expect, and it wasn't something I was prepared to submit myself to.

Part of me wanted to turn back, a pit in my gut was screaming at me to leave and return home, but instead I pressed on. I walked between the two massive statues of the Vore God that were settled into the side of the pyramid on either side of the grand staircase and up I went.

Every step brought me closer to the summit of this mountain of a structure. I could feel my hearts sinking in my chest with anxiety the higher I went, but still I pushed on.

It actually was less than an hour before I made it the top, and instead of it being a peak, the stairs ended a few dozen meters from the top and into a big hollowed out opening. A series of pillars kept the roof and peak of the pyramid up, and the opposite wall was still there, but the other three walls were open for anyone to fall off. The plateau was about 50 meters wide by 30 meters deep, and there was another big statue of the Vore God on the opposite wall.

Wait, that was it? I actually had to stop myself from whining aloud as I realized this was all a waste of time. I was expecting there to be a trap door or some sort of contraption to lead to the inside of the temple where I could offer my sacrifice, but it was just a massive stairway to a plateau and as much as I looked, I couldn't see any sort of door or hinge. Far as I could tell, the structure was solid.

"Fine, if that's the way you want to be, I'll just go home." I yelled at the statue of the Vore God. It was a giant golden statue of the dragon sitting in a massive throne in the opposite side of the plateau. Oddly enough, after screaming my obscenities at it, I noticed it was different from the other statues that I saw on my ascent. The pose was slightly different, with one hand draped over his lap instead of on the arm of the throne, and unlike the others that had a loincloth covering his crotch, this one was naked as the day he was born, with is massive girthy shaft in between his legs and hanging over the side of the throne.

"Odd." I said to myself. I couldn't quite tell what was so different about this statue or why it looked different, and just as I was postulating a potential explanation, I heard a deep rumble resonate through the brick beneath me.

This was probably not the best time to rethink my stance on the whole archaeologist adventure line of work, but it was just then that I had to seriously wonder what I was doing here. Why did I come to a temple in the middle of a barely explored jungle? Was it just curiosity? Pride? Boredom? Or did I actually have something to prove?

Either way, now was not the time to chicken out.

The rumbling grew more intense for a minute or so before finally dying down and eventually disappearing into nothingness.

"Perhaps an earthquake?" I said aloud, but I didn't get time to question it any farther.

CCCRACK! I heard the sound of stone splitting and I looked around nervously, hoping to the sun that it wasn't the pillars holding the peak up, I didn't need to be crushed here, alone. I pressed my talons against one of the firm rock pillars and saw they were sturdy as could be; in fact, they were impeccable for a structure that was supposedly a few centuries old.

CCCRACK! Another piercing sound burst out from the temple, and this time I was expecting it so I was able to pinpoint the location of the cracking noises to the statue of the Vore God.

I squinted my eyes as I lumbered forward, one hand on my bulged belly as I looked for the cracks in the gold on the statue. "How odd." I mused to myself.

Right as I got in close, there was another loud CCCRACK as the many pieces of gold plating on the statue shattered into pieces and fell onto the stone temple plateau, exposing the very real Vore God Segremores, who was very much so not a statue!

He was still sitting still in his throne, but it didn't take much of an extrapolation to tell he was about as tall as I was but much thicker overall; he had slick auburn scales and a large, round belly that looked like it was well earned by many years of consumption. He had mysterious black markings made of lines, circles, and arrows on his chest, shoulders, and the outside of his hips that were completely alien to me, though I did notice they looked an awful lot like the language written on the signs leading to the temple. His intense yellow eyes stared at me for a moment as he took in the sights and scents of the mid summer afternoon.

My own nostrils picked up a rather powerful, musky scent that was so strong that it would be foul if it wasn't so alluring.

He blinked slowly as he rested his one hand on his massive member, stroking up and down its length with his palm, rubbing the foreskin over his slick glans. I noted its equine shape, a set of genitals I was rather familiar with. He let out a deep grumble as cleared his throat and shook off the last pieces of the gold plating that had been covering him, bits of slime glistening off the inside of the golden shell as though it was an egg he'd just hatched through.

I got a good look up and down his form, from the intense reptilian yellow eyes to his surprisingly impressive and sizeable member that was easily as thick as one of his legs and almost as long. I took special note of the fact that his glans was still slick and covered with a viscous goo underneath the foreskin; there was a glistening point poking out that made it look like perhaps he'd been in the middle of enjoying himself before the gold plating enveloped him. The hot, muggy air of the jungle was incredibly still, the powerful scent that had emerged upon Segremores' reveal remained strong; it didn't take much to tell that it was coming from his fluid-slicked member that he kept rubbing. Every time he pulled the foreskin back to expose more of himself, the scent got a little stronger before weakening again as he pushed the skin back over his rimmed glans.

Luckily, I'd taken the time to train myself against mind control techniques, and pheromone driven tricks were some of the easiest to protect yourself again. Mixing natural biological elements with a touch of magical telepathy was one of the easiest ways to get someone to do what you wanted, but since it was one of the quickest ways to master mind control of the unenlightened, it was also one of the first things you learn to resist. I could tell this particular cocktail was urging me to get down on my knees and gobble up the end of that cock like it was spouting an elixir of youth, but I was able to resist with relative ease, backing off and nodding slowly.

"I see what you want there, Segremores." I mused as a grin spread across my beak. "Sadly you will not take me as you have so many others, tricking them into a distraction before gobbling them up. No, I'm far too clever for that." I continued backing away as the massive dragon sat in his throne, idly stroking at his foreskinned member as he glared at me with the most intense stare I'd ever seen. I stared right back with my own equally devious grin.

Segremores said not a word, but he did open his sleek maw to lick his chops, still staring at me. He was the Vore God, and he did require a sacrifice.

"No problem, I brought some unlucky little morsels for you. Give me a minute." I kept my own intense stare looking Segremores in the eyes as I opened my beak wide, stretching its sides out and flicking my tongue about rapidly. One hand was on my somewhat distended belly pushing down on it while I brought the other up to my beak maw, slowly inserting it into my throat and reaching down into my belly. I slowly forced my own forearm down my gullet, and there was a wet slurping sound as a bit of air escaped my belly, slapping my tender oesophagus against my arm flesh in what sounded like a weak burp. I had to crane my neck in a very unpleasant angle to get my arm in as deep as it needed to be, but once it slipped between my beak lips, it slid in effortlessly and it was only a few seconds before my exploring digits caught what they were looking for.

There were three little morsels curled up and cuddling inside my belly, all tightly pressed against one another, mostly unconscious but still very much so alive thanks to a wonderful trick my mate had taught me.

I grasped around inside, the slickness of my fluids lubing up between my fingers, then fumbled about and got a grip on the first set of hands I could before pulling it upwards, my chest cavity tensing up and contracting to help the prey along. The flesh of my belly squeezied at all three of the prisoners inside me, forcing them to slide up my gullet one at a time. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the bulge of their form slide up from my belly and through my neck. I felt the first of the three prisoners' hands poked up out of my beak, covered in goo and glistening in the midday sun.

The three of them were the 'luggage' I'd been carrying, and the reason I couldn't fly to this location, they were also the insurance I'd brought to ensure I would leave this temple alive and breathing with whatever research I dug up.

With one wet squelch of a heave, I gaped my beak open as wide as I could and tensed up my belly to force the first of the three prisoners out of my gullet. He slid up my throat and down my beak onto the brick floor of the plateau with a torrent of my own belly fluids, his hands still chained together with a series of links still connecting him to the next victim in my belly. He was a humanoid dragon, less than 6 feet tall. His scales were a nice blend of blue and white, with silver horns and claws, as well as a black stripe that went from his floofy and fluid soaked mane down his spine to the end of his very long tail that ended in a black spade.

I gave a tug on the chain to coerce the next of the victims from my belly, and out slid a scrawny bright green anthro lizard with big back fins and interesting yellow and black patterning throughout. His arms were also shackled together, with a chain connecting him both to the blue dragon as well as the final prisoner that was still nestling comfortably in my belly. The chain tugging against my throat felt like I was slurping up a snake that didn't want to come out, but the way it pinched at my throat flesh as it swung back and forth was less than pleasant, so I tensed up my neck one more time to force the next prisoner out, but he didn't seem to want to budge; he seemed very comfortable.

I licked at the chain and stretched my beak a little wide as I took in a deep breath and clenched down with my chest muscles a second time, squeezing the anthro gryphon inside of me, the lubricating fluids forcing him up through my gullet and out onto the plateau with the other two. This anthro gryphon had long flowing hair usually, but today it was just covered in my slime, the fluid that kept them alive inside me like a prison but also kept them complacent. He was black and white, with a long tail and a rather impressive looking sheathe that housed what I knew to be a rather fantastic equine-shaped member similar to that of Segremores', only without the foreskin.

The three of them were all groggy and barely able to move thanks to having just woken up from a chemical induced sleep while they were inside me. Each of them were wiping idly at their eyes as they adjusted to the bright midday sun, groaning and mumbling incoherently.

"I offer you a sacrifice." I mumbled as I grabbed on my lower beak and tried to put it back in place. "Sedrin the delectable blue dragon, Vinn the lip-smacking lizard, and Tiel the gourmet gryphon."

The bethroned dragon nodded slowly and closed his eyes, his one hand still idly rubbing at his foreskinned member. He was producing so much of the viscous fluid that it was literally dripping off the end of his shaft and forming a puddle on the plateau stone beneath him. He nodded and smiled with a smack of his lips. It was clear he accepted my offer.

I let out a chuckle as I watched the three prisoners fumble about as they adjusted to the very different climate of the temple plateau, which was a very different feeling than the claustrophobic confines of my belly. The musky scent of Segremores' cock fluid was still thick in the air, it was only a matter of time before the three victims cleared their nostrils and got a whiff.

Tiel was the first to wipe his face off, clearing his nares of the thick goop that covered him. I leaned forward and pushed him over with my foot to make him fall on his side.

"Hey, wgat wsh thaaat fer?" he garbled, his voice not quite clear.

I didn't answer, I just watched intently as he caught his first whiff of the pheromone rich scent that was permeating the midsummer air. Even if he had his wits about him, he likely wouldn't have been able to resist the aroma; in his current groggy state he had no chance. He raised his beak to the air and sniffed gently, angling his view right towards the source of the sweet aroma. Still somewhat groggy, he crawled on his knees towards the divine predator, tail dropped and dragging along the ground behind him. I could see a shadow of his own girthy member growing between his legs.

Vinn and Sedrin didn't take much longer to get caught up in the fragrant high that was sitting heavy like a cloud. Once they'd cleared their own nostrilse of slime and got a sniff, the two of them were right behind Tiel, crawling towards the bethroned dragon.

Segremores barely moved, save his one arm still gently stroking up and down his length, pulling the foreskin back to expose his equine-looking glans only to push forward again, the thick auburn foreskin covering the tip up entirely, squeezing out a few more drops of the sweet nectar onto the brick floor of the temple plateau; the drippy cock seemed to be steadily dripping fluid, causing a puddle fo form and little splatter droplets to spread out around the base of the throne.

Tiel made it to Segremores first, nuzzling his beak up to the divine dragon's cock, pressing his tongue in between Segremores' foreskin and glans, sucking back as much of the fluid as he could. Vinn and Sedrin were both close behind, but Tiel was too busy licking at the tip and pushing his beak into the rumpled folds of the foreskin to let anyone else get near the tap, so the other two leaned down and rubbed their faces into the puddle of precum that was getting bigger with every drop that Tiel failed to lap up. Sedrin tried to suck it up, while Vinn leaned over onto his side and used his back legs to drag his entire face and neck along the ground, smearing the puddle of goo all over his scales and the brick floor.

I didn't want to stand there, beak agape as the three fawned over the dragon's impressive cock, so I paced back and forth, eventually picking up the chain and shackles that I'd used to hold the three prisoners together inside me and tossing it over the side of the pyramid, listening as the metal clanged against the stone brick on its way down. The three sacrifices didn't take the slightest of interest in it; in fact I was pretty sure they couldn't hear it at all over the clouding musk that had permeated their bodies and minds.

The gryphon Tiel started licking up the dragon's fluids more excitedly, nuzzling into the foreskin as he sucked up as much as he could. It was rather humorous to watch as half of his head disappeared into the soft folds of flesh around the beast's cock forming little beak prints that pushed out as well as the occasional bulge as the bird's tongue pressed out against the flesh.

Segremores had stopped stroking himself completely, letting the little gryphon have his way with the massive member, and I could see Tiel's cock dragging across the ground, smearing its own little puddle of goo all over the place to mix in with the Seg's own puddle.

Vinn and Sedrin both were still eagerly lapping at the puddle of slime, but it was almost gone now so they were soon going to be forced to find alternate sustenance. The little finned green lizard known as Vinn had two tapered pink members emerging from his own cloaca so I knew he was enjoying himself, but I actually couldn't see if Sedrin was getting excited due to his position and the fact that his body obscured his crotch. I cocked my head to the side to get a better look, but a glint from the corner of my eye drew me back into Segremores gaze. It was the reflection of the sun on his eye, drawing me back into an intense glare at one another.

He stared right at me with a devious grin creeping across his wide maw. I only had a second to wonder what trickery he had in mind before he leaned over and reached down, snatching the blue dragon up by the tail and lifting him high above his head. He kept his maw open gently, a gape-grin that could only mean one thing.

Sedrin seemed shocked at first, but once he got a look in Segremores' eyes he calmed right down, happily accepting his fate.

Seg opened his maw wide, the glistening flesh of his mouth and throat sparkling in the midday sun before releasing the dragon, letting Sedrin fall headfirst into his gullet. Sedrin landed with his head and upper body resting on the Divine Predator's lower jaw, the rest of him dangling down over the scaled lips of the auburn dragon. He couldn't just slip in, as he was over 5 feet tall and while Segremores was much larger, he still had to work to get that meal in his belly.

The God of Vore clamped his maw down on the dragon just enough to keep him there as he jerked his head back, aiming Sedrin's rump right at the peak of the temple before gaping open as wide as he could, letting the smaller dragon's form slip into his throat. I could see as Sedrin's arms and upper body forced their way down through Seg's thick neck; there were little bulges moving in an arc motion as Sedrin aimed his hands down like a dive, clawing at the inside of the beast's throat to pull himself in deeper.

Seg opened wide again and jerked back before clamping down again, the teeth on his jaw catching on Sedrin's belly before arching over and wiggling his neck and doing it again, each time another 6 inches would disappear into Seg's gullet. I could tell that Sedrin tasted delicious, because there was a steady stream of saliva dripping off the crook of Seg's jaw, moistening his chest with each heave. Sedrin clearly enjoyed himself as well, as he writhed his body back and forth, feet idly flailing at the air to try and get a hold on the crook of Seg's jaw and push himself in deeper.

Tiel, however, paid absolutely no mind to the dragon being pulled down Seg's gullet, if he did he would have noticed the Sedrin-shaped bulge inching its way into Segremores's belly. No, Tiel was too busy peeling back the foreskin with both hands and lapping at the juicy, musky cock to care about anything else, at least until Vinn gathered the courage to hop up beside the gryphon and bury his own muzzle beside Tiel's beak. Tiel released the foreskin to let it curl back over the engorged glans, smothering both of their muzzles in soft, auburn flesh. Tiel grunted at the intrusion, but didn't push the frilled green lizard away. The two of them enjoyed lapping at the musky fluid together, taking turns and sometimes pushing both of their faces into the tip of the rumpled member.

Segremores leaned his head back one last time, opening his maw as much as he could to gape open his throat, the suction from his insides slurping up all of the blue and white dragon save his long, spade-tipped tail. Seg closed his mouth shut, the force of his gullet pressing down on Sedrin pulling him in deeper, the last bits of his tail disappearing into the larger russet dragon's maw. I could clearly see the defined form of Sedrin sliding down Seg's throat until it disappeared into his round belly, where I could no longer see his form save the occasional hand print that pressed outwards.

That was one down, now to wait till he was done with Tiel and Vinn.

The lime green reptile and the gryphon were both still eagerly lapping at Seg's massive member, Tiel was even using two hands to keep it raised off the ground, the weight sagging it down in between his talons. Vinn was happily lapping around the tip of his urethral opening, nuzzling into the groove around it.

Segremores looked back up at me and licked his lips with a devious grin before reaching down and pressing Vinn's muzzle into the end of his cock.

I watched eagerly, my own arousal getting the better of me as I watched Seg's malleable and tender member thicken and expand, the suction pulling on Vinn's head, the flesh stretching out to easily accommodate the lizard's muzzle. The rim of his cockhole easily slid over Vinn's face, pressing the fin on his head down flat against his neck as the hungry snake of a cock sucked more of him in, the urethral rim wiggling back and forth to smother more of the lizard's features. Once the equine-shaped head has slid past Vinn's head and was wrapped around his neck, Segremores released the prey and let his ravenous shaft do the rest. I saw wave after wave of muscle tensions starting at the glans and working their way back towards the russet dragon's torso, each one of them slurping up more of the finned lizard. Vinn's body was thicker than the cock was to begin with, but that didn't stop it from stretching out and wrapping itself around his form.

It took many sucking motions to get the rim of Segremores' equine glans to spread out and wrap around the lizard's shoulders, as the sudden change in thickness just made the reptile's torso press in against the glans, but with one massive lurch and a lot of moist lube the thick appendage stretched just enough to shoot forward, wrapping the rim of the urethra around the lizard's upper torso. I got a chuckle as the Vore God's member pulsated and throbbed around Vinn, the glans applying pressure in a rim around the lizard's upper body, trapping his arms at his side.

Tiel backed off from the cock a bit to stroke at his own, not ready to get sucked up with Vinn, not just yet. He cradled his member with one hand and rubbed at his equine member with his other palm while idly nuzzling into Seg's lap. The gryphon lifted up his member and placed it atop Segrmores' length to feel the sensation of his muscle waves as they sucked in the lizard, relishing every twitch.

Vinn, on the other hand, had started to grow a little apprehensive. While he initially was compliant, the sensations of being smothered seemed to wear off the chemical effect of the musk, and now he wanted out. He tried flailing about and bending his arms to dig his claws into the ground to pull himself out, but his motions only seemed to allow the powerful cock to suck him in farther. As the cock slipped over his shoulders and down to his elbows, he tried bending his arms to create a stopper, but the suction of the hungry cavernous cock was too much, forcing his arms to strain, but he did manage to slow the phallic feasting down a bit.

At least until Tiel realized what was happening. The gryphon dove underneath Seg's cock's length near the tip and let the writhing flesh drape over his shoulder before pushing up and getting to his feet, the tilt lifting Vinn right off the ground so that the cock was aimed mostly upwards, letting gravity help the little lizard slip into oblivion.

Vinn's legs were still flailing about as the engorged tip of Segremores' cock slid past his hips, trapping the frantic limbs as well as his tail together in a neat triangle; there were a few little gaps between the flesh of the dragon's cock flesh and the crook in between his limbs. The little triangular gaps actually sucked in on the air and made a notable squelch as the dragon's cock inflated a bit, sucking in the rest of Vinn with ease! The little lizard's entire body slid through the engorged cock with such ease it was like he was going down a slide into the beast's massive balls!

Tiel shuddered in delight as he felt the massive shaft's wavelike contractions and the bulgey form of the reptile sliding over his shoulders into the Dragon's bulging sack. I was still looking on eagerly as Tiel unceremoniously dropped the massive cock off his shoulders to the ground, letting the engorged glans splat in the puddle of fluids on the ground. I could see the stretching following the lizard's phallic consumption left the urethra gaping open a bit, a stream of fluid trickling down the cavern and onto the ground.

The gryphon hobbled around on his knees to place himself right in front of that cock, lifting Seg's length with one hand and his own with another, lining his own girthy cock up with the gaping cumslit of Segremores' before bucking his hips, forcing his own equine glans to disappear into the dragon's with a wet splattering sound. Seg's muscle contractions were still sucking on Vinn's body, who's legs I could see still jutting out near the base of the dragon's cock, and that same suction quickly slurped up Tiel's entire length right up to his velvety,wrinkled sheathe. He thrust a few times, enjoying the wet splats as his belly slapped against the rounded glans of Segremores' ravenous cock, but Seg reached down and pushed the gryphon away, tugging his member out with a juicy squelch.

The two of them stared at each other before Segremores shot glance my way. I didn't know what he was planning, and even though his maw was still leaking thick, copious drool, I didn't think Tiel would be joining Sedrin in his belly. No, I imagined Tiel would be going in the opposite way, and I didn't care in the slightest as long as I got to watch. I'd enjoyed my mate sucking on my body before, I'd even encouraged her to swallow me on a few occasions, but I'd never watched another enjoy a meal as Segremores had on this muggy, summer's afternoon.

The musk remained thick in the air, and as I tried to shake myself out of the daze I'd fell into watching each of these sacrificial prisoners get sucked, slurped, and swallowed into this dragon's body, I noticed that the bugs had stopped buzzing and the birds had stopped squawking. I didn't have time before I locked eyes with Segremores again.

Tiel, however, had only one thing on his mind: being smothered in musky dragon flesh. He kept leaning into Seg's cock, but the dragon needed to keep pushing him away.

Segremores pushed Tiel back onto his rump, then lifted his two legs and leaned back on his throne, exposing his meaty anus that was hiding beneath his balls. One of his mighty orbs had greatly expanded with the arrival of Vinn, who was still idly struggling against the confining flesh, forcing little palm prints out against the smoothe sack flesh. There was even a faint line as Vinn's tail pressed upwards, trying to force its way back into the divine predator's cock.

"Well, what do you want the little sacrifice to do?" I asked, my own talons reaching down to my crotch, rubbing at my slit as I shifted back and forth on each of my legs, glancing quickly between Seg's rump and his eyes.

He didn't say a word, and Tiel didn't pay me any notice, he just got back up and kept licking and nuzzling into Seg's big russet girth, rubbing his hands all over it as it gurgled contentedly, burping as it relaxed again. The gryphon continued to explore up and down the massive cock, using his claw tips to tickle at the writhing mass that was Seg's hanging balls to press his palms against Vinn's distended hand print. He continued to massage at the reptilian flesh under and behind the hanging sack of flesh until he stopped dead, confused.

I perked a single ear up and stepped in closer to get a better look. Tiel pulled his hand out from behind the dragon's testicles covered in a thick slimy fluid. He put his digits up to his face and took in a deep breath, sampling the scents before licking his fingers clean. He nodded happily and returned his hand to the source of the viscous fluid as Segremores nodded slowly.

The God of Vore reached down to wrap one massive hand around his sagging ballsack to tug it up, exposing a slit that was surrounded with thick, meaty labia and a clit that had a golden ring pierced through it.

It only took a moment for me to realize this massive beast was god of many genitals, and this little gryphon would be sliding happily into Segremores' womb.

The gryphon Tiel leaned forward into the massive slit, using both of his hands to part the juicy looking black-fleshed cunny lips to fade into what looked like a sliver of cherry pink flesh inside. For a split second my own mind tricked me into desiring the sensation of my own head slipping through those folds to get smothered in cunny flesh, but I quickly shook myself out of it as I narrowed my eyes, watching intently as Tiel pumped his fists into the dragon's slit, one after another like he was kneading at a mother's belly.

Segremores tensed up his lower body and writhed in pleasure, spreading his legs father out and pushing his body downwards, a slick shot of fluids splatting the gryphon in the chest before the dragon's form pushed itself down on his feathered sacrifice, the weight forcing the cunny lips to slide over his arms and head, easily wrapping themselves under his shoulders as he dove upwards into the vaginal canal.

The gryphon didn't seem to mind, in fact, the more of the fluid that splashed on his chest and belly, the more excited he got, pushing both of his arms up one after another. I couldn't actually see what he was massaging at, but I could certainly hear every juicy, wet squelch of it. I could hear the fleshy slaps as his arms slid upwards and the juicy splatters as more of the fluid trailed down his forearms and landed on his belly and legs. I could see and smell the slick, clear fluid dribbling down from the underside of the russet dragon's balls, making a mess all over Tiel and the foot of the throne he sat at.

Segremores remained mostly still, save the idle thrashing in his sack, the twitching of pleasure in his legs, and the gentle distentions in his belly thanks to his meals. He did lick his lips intermittently, so I knew he was enjoying himself, but he never took his stare off me. It was starting to get unnerving, since it was clear he only considered these little morsels to be an appetizer to my more meaty main course.

The little gryphon Tiel continued to push up with his arms a few more times, each movement sending a wet fleshy echo out from the plateau, until he actually rearranged himself to nuzzle his beak upwards.

This made Segremores flutter his eyelids and lean forward, a gentle groan escaping his wide lips as his cunny swallowed up more of the gryphon; He kept his one hand holding his sack up so I could see as much of it as possible, and the view was fantastic. I watched eagerly as the pierced clit of the dragon's cunny slid down Tiel's back, tracing down his spine, winking fluids all over his rump and tail as the meaty lips stretched to envelop him. I couldn't see any of Tiel's form pressing out against Seg's belly, but that was okay as I still got to watch as his form pushed through the dragon's eager canal. This was clearly his weakness. Whatever Tiel was nuzzling into, he loved.

I saw the massive bulky dragon take in a deep breath and expand his chest, a slurpy whoosh noise bursting out from his crotch as the gryphon's hips quickly disappeared beneath the now-still balls. He flailed eagerly at the ground, pushing at the rock excitedly as he tried to push himself in deeper.

Segremores finally moved a bit more, reaching down around his back and under his tail to get a grip on Tiel's feet, securing him in place as he stood up, leaving the gryphon's flailing legs and tail hanging out his backside. He took a step back and squatted down to let Tiel's hooves get some good footing on the seat of the throne. I didn't actually see what happened next, but when Seg finally stood back up and stretched out his limbs, all I could see of the eager gryphon was about six inches of tail floof flicking gently underneath the dragon's thick tail, and a few hand prints pressing out on the dragon's scaled side.

The dragon stretched his arms out and extended his wings, which up to this point I hadn't even noticed he had, as he took a step towards me. I was still standing tall near the stairway, having barely left this point during the entire ordeal. My slit was dripping my own concoction of fluids down my legs and onto the stone plateau.

Segremores stared intently at me as he licked his lips, a strand of saliva extending out the end of his jaw onto the top of his round belly. He was clearly still hungry.

"Did you enjoy the sacrifices?" I asked, widening my stance. "Perhaps we can talk?"

He stepped forward as he rubbed his belly, a deep rumbling belch escaping his maw.

"More?" I offered, but I didn't have anything more to offer unless he planned on gobbling me up as well as my offerings; I didn't have a contingency plan for that short of regrowing my wings and flying away.

He kept walking towards me, opening and closing his mouth intermittently as he licked his chops.

I could smell the intensifying aroma as he got closer, its warm moistness seeming to clog up my nares. I scrunched up my cere flesh and rubbed at my nostrils, trying to scrub away the scent that clung to my beak and flesh. It was so powerful.

As he got closer, one rumbling step at a time, I could tell he was in fact shorter than I; not by much but given his girth and the fact that his dragon scales were likely heavier than my own relatively light frame, he certainly had the weight advantage. The closer he got, the more evident it was he was still looking to make a meal out of me.

"Seriously, I offered you three nice sized meals, how could you possibly still need more?"

He stopped moving and stared me in the eye, his golden yellow irises piercing into my mind. He licked his lips once more, this time a slow and deliberate motion. "I'm always hungry." As he finished his final word, he lunged forward at me with surprising speed for such a massive brute, jaw open wide to give me a good view of the glistening gullet he intended to use on me.

Luckily, I was expecting an attack, so my muscles were coiled up and ready to help me dive to the side. I did a dodge roll, quickly getting to my feet and looking back at him. He was leaning half over the side of the temple, one leg on the stairs and his other leg as well as his tail on the plateau for balance. He was looking to the side at me, drooling copious amounts of saliva over the stairs. He was breathing heavily as his cock swung back and forth, less than a foot off the ground. It was amazing how nimble he was despite his size and the fact that his balls and cock were dangling between his legs.

"You want it? Come get it big guy!" I taunted as I got to my feet, reaching out to find the pillar beside me.

Segremores straightened himself, standing up straight to slowly lumber towards me.

I was expecting another dash, and was planning on jumping over him, using the pillar as a vault...but with him walking so slow I didn't know what to do. I could just walk backwards away from him, but I didn't want to look weak; that would just invite him to smother me in his maw.

Once he got close enough, he lunged at me and we locked arms, my talons on his shoulders and his claws on mine. He tried to push me backwards with his maw open ready to engulf my beak, but I pushed back, digging the side of my footpaw into the base of the pillar, giving me an advantage.

We struggled back and forth until I bent my knees down, giving me a lower center of gravity, then pushing off with my foot to knock him off balance. I brought my incredibly long tail between my legs to wrap around his leg. I gave one final push that knocked him off his feet.

But he was expecting that, so he grabbed a hold of my upper arms and dragged me down with him. I landed on top of his round belly with his gigantic, leg-thick cock between us. I could feel the slick glans smearing lubricating slime all over my chest fur as I tried to push off him, but he didn't let me go. He reached up and wrapped both hands around my head and tugged it downward, gaping open his maw in the process, slowly forcing the end of my beak to rest on his tongue. I could feel his lines of teeth wrapping around my face and throat, his tongue massaging my lower beak.

"Rrrrh!" I grunted as I pulled back, but the combination of his hands holding me there and the teeth clamped down around my face kept me from moving.

I reached up around his arms to dig my talons into his maw, prying his mouth open so I could twist my neck, freeing my beak from his gullet before using my hands to slam his mouth shut and ramming his head back into the stone floor.

He was dazed enough for me to pry his hands away from the sides of my head and crawl off his body, so I lifted up my hind paw to push off from his belly, diving away. As I dove, I felt myself jerk to a halt as something clamped down on my tail, forcing me to the ground. I looked back to see Segremores on his side, maw wrapped around my tail floof, teeth digging into my flesh. I gave a tug, but it didn't come loose. I tried to crawl away, but my claws and talons just scratched through the brittle rock surface beneath me.

The God of Vore wrapped his hands around my tail and pulled me back, wiggling his lower jaw back and forth to walk his rows of teeth up either side.

Desperate, I reached back and grabbed a hold of my tail getting to my feet and tugging with all my might. His teeth raked through the tailfloof and actually pulled some hair out as I winced in pain, but I was free; on my ass, but free. "Oh no you don't, ya voracious bastard." I sneered as I caressed the end of my tail. There was a persistent soreness emanating up my tail into my spine. Having his teeth comb through my tailfloof hurt more than I expected.

Segremores rolled over, letting his cock slap on the ground before he got to his feet. He continued to stare me down, as though he expected his mesmerizing eyes would distract me long enough to let him get the better of me.

I got to my feet and slowly walked backwards distancing myself from the Divine Predator, still not sure how to deal with him since it was clear I couldn't reason with him. No, he wouldn't give up until I was curled up in his belly, or perhaps womb or testicle. If I wanted to walk away from this, I needed to demonstrate my own powers of consumption and make a meal out of him before he turned me into his main course.

I grinned and stopped moving as I stared him in the eyes. Rather than back away slowly, I took a step forward, confusing the dragon. He paused to recalculate his position, but then we shared a devious smile and lunged at one another and locked each other up in another tussle, vying for power and control.

We growled at one another as we struggles; I screeched and he roared as we pushed back against each other. He was much stronger than any other foe I'd ever fought, and that worried me because he didn't seem to lose any stamina. His weight and lower stature gave him much better balance but he didn't suffer from the 'thirty second sprint' most reptiles exhibited before exhausting their energy reserves and resting.

I opened my beak to press against his muzzle, digging the curved tip into the crook between his nostrils, hoping to get the upper hand. I could feel his warm breath tickling at my throat as my rows of snakelike teeth dug into his muzzle, and for a moment I felt I really had the upper hand, or at least the greater maw.

He tried to tug back, but the curved, needlepoint teeth didn't let him go! But Segremores wasn't so ready to give up. He violently shook his head back and forth, disorienting me before he grabbed each half of my beak and yanked them open, prying my rows of teeth away from his muzzle and dislocating my lower beak.

"Augh!" I grunted as I felt my lower beak dislocate and my vision go blurry. I fell backwards and rested my hand on my lower beak, jamming it into place as I regained my composure. When my vision returned, all I saw was the underside of Seg's tail as he raised it up, his fleshy anal pucker tensing and releasing as he fell backwards on me. "OOMF!" I tried to cry out, but my voice was muffled as the rump of the Vore God smothered my face, forcing me to the ground and clamping my beak shut as is spread over me.

I could feel the beast's rump tensing and relaxing alternately to create a clear sense of suction on my face, tugging my beak in without needing to get a grip. I tried to gape open my mouth to create a crook that would let air in, nullifying the suction, but the tender, round rump hole was far too tight, and its soft flesh pressed into each crevice, sealing it off.

I could feel the soft flesh slowly making its way over my face, wrapping itself around my beak then spreading wide to engulf my head. I tried to flail my arms and legs, perhaps create a distraction, but his legs were pinning my arms to the ground and I felt something holding my legs down. It was pretty hopeless, but I wasn't ready to quit.

Pooling all my might, I tensed up my entire body to buck the dragon off me, releasing my legs from his grip just enough to curl them up and kick Segremores off me. I felt a strong suction and a tug as his rump flesh was yanked from my beak, a wet pop echoing in the distance as it released me. There was a glimpse of a round button of cherry pink flesh in the middle of the black fleshed anal ring for a split second before it closed up, the dragon falling to the side.

I kicked myself from my back and to my feet, spinning around and keeping my attention on the russet dragon. He was still on his knees, slowly getting up, but I was exhausted and heaving. He didn't seem exhausted at all, yet I was growing tired. One last attack, if that didn't work, it was time to retreat.

Segremores was getting to his feet, but I didn't want to let him get there so I ran towards him, jumping up and wrapping my legs around his head and forcing him onto his back as I squeezed tight. He reached up to try and push me off him, but my legs were locked in, ankles crossed over each other to give my inner thighs a much more powerful grip than normal..

I let out a battle cry as I tensed my legs tighter; I could feel his closed muzzle pressing in against my own black-fleshed, plump lips. The fluids my slit was oozing out smeared against his dragon hide, making it slick enough to slowly push into my opening. With a satisfied squelch, I felt my lips part to wrap around his muzzle, slowly engulfing his head from his nostrils to his eyes.

He used his might to get to his feet, still doing his best to tug me off, but I had a firm grip on him, and he could do nothing to stop his muzzle from inching deeper into my cherry pink cunny.

"Got you know!" I gloated as I shifted my legs over his shoulders and under his arms so I could force more of him inside me. I figured as long as I kept his muzzle inside me, my viscous fluids would clog up his nostrils and force him into complacency like it usually did with others I'd held within me.

But he saw this as an opportunity. As soon as I unlocked my ankles from each other, he reared up and slammed me to the ground, knocking the wind out of me. Once I was dazed, he pressed his hands on my hips and slowly withdraw his muzzle from my slit, leaving me gaping and stretched out as he licked his lips of my fluids. There was a single trail of slime from his chin to the anterior rim of my meaty cunny lips.

I tried to get up, but he immediately stepped on my shoulder, pinning me down. I tried to push him off me or tug my arm out from under him, but I was all out of energy and he knew it.

Seeing my exhaustion, he slammed his other foot down on my opposite shoulder, curling his talons to dig into my muscles underneath the feathers. He glared down at me over his belly, a wide smile tugging at the corners of his wide maw. Another steady stream of drool trickled out of his lower jaw right onto my neck.

"Bleugh!" I sputtered trying to not let it get on my beak.

Seg lowered his body and knelt over me. Dragging his cock over my chest and neck as his hips pressed down on mine. He used his knees to hold down my hands so I couldn't fight back. I looked down to see his cock was right in my face, only inches away from the tip of my beak. The foreskin was rumpled but glistening in the sunlight as it dripped precum all over my chest, smearing into the feathers once again. The thick musk was more powerful than ever before, so strong the steam that was emanating off his cock literally stuck to my beak, moistening it up.

He bucked his hips forward, pressing my beak into the fleshy mass of foreskin. I tried to pull away, but the angle didn't allow it, so I only pushed out a beak-shaped imprint into the soft skin that covered his equine glans. The thick fluid smeared all over my face, dripping down my neck and clogging up my own nostrils and seeping in between the halves of my beak to force its way down my throat like I'd hoped to do to him when I was smothering him.

As soon as I got a taste of that fluid, I felt my mind lighten. My vision blurred and a gentle tingle spread throughout my body. Everything went hypersensitive as I got a taste of his slick, musky fluid. I couldn't help but take a gulp, shivering in delight as the mass of cock slime slid down my throat.

"Chirrrrrrrp!" I purred as my eyes rolled back in my head. I nuzzled contentedly into the dragon's loose skin. I nibbled out of the side of my beak at his equine-shaped glans, trying to get a hold of the nubbed rim of it and tickle it.

He shifted his body left to right, releasing each of my hands one at a time, growling as he did so. He was still staring intently at me, his golden yellow eyes locking with my own over the rim of the foreskin smothering my beak.

I used my newfound freedom to wrap both of my massive hands around Segremores' shaft, peeling back the foreskin to expose the entirety of the glans. I nuzzled into the crook that surrounded his cumslit, opening my beak to probe at the urethra with my tongue; I flicked my appendage in and out, lapping up and swallowing every bit of the fluid that it was oozing as I could. The more of it that filled my belly, the more complacent I became.

I could feel Segrmores grumbling happily, his hips vibrating as he rocked aback and forth into my face. His cock shifted with a wet slurp in between my talons as his glans engorged, the rounded tip smothering my face as I pushed back. My beak was forced shut as it slipped into his cumslit; the tight rim of his urethra slid over my beak, pulsating with each heartbeat.

"Mrrrf!" I groaned into the mass of flesh. I nuzzled in deeper, rocking my head back and forth as I rotated side to side to smear his fluids all over my face, pushing in a little deeper with each motion. I took in my last deep breath as I laid my ears back against my skull; his urethra splayed outward, sliding over my nostrils as the rim of his cumslit pushed up against my eyes.

I continued rubbing against the size of his shaft, tugging the foreskin over my head to smear the slick fluid over my ears and neck before peeling it back again, using the leverage to push myself in deeper. I nodded my head and rotated it side to side as his urethral ridge pushed over the crest of my forehead, flattening each and every feather against my skull. With a sloppy squelch, I felt the dragon's urethral opening slide over my skull, wrapping tight around my neck with his glans pressing snugly on my shoulders. His muscles tensed and pulsed every few seconds sucking at my face like an eager kiss. The sensations reminded me of Leera's throat, how she would suckle on my face and smother me before swallowing me, only this snake had no teeth, instead the suction pulled me in. The sensations of having a writhing tube of flesh sucking on my entire face made me more than a little dizzy, but the mind-numbing properties of his precum had me dazed enough I barely noticed.

Segremores leaned down to dig one of his claws into his cock, peeling the urethra open into a gape. I could feel the cool air on the side of my neck so I brought one of my hands up to push my arm into the exposed hole alongside my head, thrusting it forward into the undulating canal. I kept nuzzling up into the flesh as I swished my hand around inside ahead of me, pressing out against the inside of the urethra to poke a bulge out. I trailed the fingers of my exposed, free hand up and down the flesh to tickle at my own finger bulges, squeezing his flesh between my palms inside and out of his pillar of flesh.

I felt the massive body get up off my midsection, the cock lifting off me and tugging at my body as he stepped over me. I felt my body slide in a half rotation as he padded around to behind me, forcing my chin to face up at him instead of down at the ground. I was still on my rump, but his position meant that, relative to him, I was now upside down being sucked into his girthy, ravenous member.

His cock never stopped its undulating pulsations, each one tugging on my ears, fur, and feathers as the opening slurped at my chest and shoulder. One hand was still outside his cock, so my shoulder was proving a rather challenging obstacle for his cock to overcome. I squished my upper body as tight as it could get, lowering my exposed shoulder to make it more streamlined as I dug my heels into the ground, pushing up into the tube of russet flesh. There was a glorious squelch as Seg's glans stretched just enough to slip the urethra over my shoulder, sliming up my chest fur as the flesh slid over my ribs. The crook between my arm and body let in a bit of air, and seemed to release a valve that had a steady stream of Seg's fluids dribbling down over the feathers of my chest and pooling on my belly.

I squirmed back and forth against the floor of the cock's distended canal, rubbing my beak and face against its rippled innards as I forced myself deeper. The glans had slid down over my entire upper body to wrap around my hips like a belt. My hand was still exposed to the warm summer air, so I tugged at it until it was aimed right at my meaty mare-like slit. An idle thought raced through my mind about how it seemed everyone had genitals that resembled that of our equine companions, but it didn't stay long before I felt my talon tickle at the coin-sized clit and an explosion of pleasure rocked my body. I tensed up my slit muscles to expose the meaty, gray and pink marbled clit, winking and squirting a thin stream of creamy fluid all over the stone ground between my legs, giving myself a gentle rub as I slowly pushed myself in deeper.

The sensation of the tight but soft flesh smothering my face and body was wonderful, reminding me of my gentle mate. The tighter bit of meat at the opening almost created a seal between the moist pulsating confines of the tube of flesh that was Seg's cock and the humid but relatively cool summer air that remained tickling at my legs and tail. I caught myself using my free hand to massage deeper in the canal, my own face rubbing against the tender flesh as it tensed up and released, trying to suck me up in waves.

My mind was beginning to really waver as I felt two massive hands wrap around my hips, lifting me into the air. The dragon's length raised with me, and he pressed down between my legs to force me in deeper. I felt his big, thick fingers slip between my lips and massage at my canal as he pushed; my toes curled up in pleasure as my belly tensed, the slight movement actually pushed against the inside of his glans, the tight rim of flesh that was clenched firm around my midsection. This movement actually seemed to force me in deeper; my hand, hips, and the base of my tail that was jutting out from my spine in pleasure forced themselves past the tight rim of his cum slit. The rest of me slipped in with ease.

I felt his cock flesh slide over my face and body, a deep rumbling emanating from deeper within the beast's body. I could feel a thicker bit of flesh smother me as I passed through the base of his cock and into his body, and the oddest thing happened. I felt a split in the tunnel ahead of me. Not thinking, I let the muscle contractions that squeezed at me aim me to the right - well, at least I thought it was right - and my extended hand guided me in deeper.

I could feel the Vore God's cock head get much tighter than before as my knees passed through the opening; presumably as he flared out thanks to the fact that the flesh clamped down from my ankles to my knees, a much thicker tightness than before when my body passed through. I writhed about inside and tried bending my knees to tug my feet in with me, but it didn't seem like gravity needed and help sliding me down the cumslit of this glorious dragon's member.

My extended hand felt around ahead of me, massaging at every inch of the flesh before the rest of me slipped through it until it found an open cavern inside. It wasn't air, but a thick ball of fluid deep within the beast; the cavern couldn't have been more than a foot in diameter, but it was still an open cave in the tunnel that I was gliding effortlessly through. Just as I tickled at its walls with my talons, I felt a massive muscle contraction push down on my whole body starting with my feet and undulating up my form to force me deeper. I was shot headfirst into the fluid filled cavern, flipping around inside and curling up, expanding the flesh around me to fit my rather large form. I felt my floofy tail tip disappear into Segremores' length as I curled up inside, sliding through the beast's ravenous canal to join me in the orb.

I felt myself swinging gently back and forth, and as I pressed out with my feet, I felt another form nearby. My mind was weak, but even in my groggy state I could tell it felt like the ridges of a lizard's fin jutting out between the wall of flesh that separated us.

I idly fumbled at my tail with my talons, but found my senses were dulling and as I pressed out against my tail, my hand felt soft, like it was made of jelly. I felt the fluid that was in the orb smother every inch of my body, creeping into every crevice and underneath my feathers and fur, permeating my being. As I felt it seeping into my flesh, I tried to move around only to find that my movements made a sloshing sound rather than have any real effect on the flesh that was tight around me.

The fluid had taken my form, and with it my mind. I felt myself getting groggy until eventually I was dozing off to a peaceful slumber. The last thing I remember feeling was the flesh I was encased in swinging back and forth before setting on a hard surface, trapped between the Divine Predator's legs.