Uninvited Guest

Winter had set in alarmingly early in the tri-peaks this season. Snowfall shouldn't have been a concern before the harvest moon, though that fact was no comfort to the white demon-raptor freezing his scales off. Ahastar had spent years exploring these mountains and knew them as well as his own tail, yet he had never expected a blizzard to set in before the trees began to lose their leaves. The reptile knew he had to find shelter soon, before the wintry chill rendered him too cold to move, or he would likely freeze to death before dawn. There were plenty of caves at least, and Ahastar knew which ones tended to hide animals that wouldn't welcome his company and which ones should be empty enough for his use. One such cavern was only a brief walk away.

Ahastar quickly made his way into the vast entrance in the mountainside. Animals would stay well clear of such a large, open area - even one underground - enabling the raptor to stay undisturbed until the storm passed. He hastily assembled a fire using a few twigs and some kindling from his pack to both warm and light the passage. His efforts did not go unnoticed, however, as the cave already had a resident. From within the shadows a feral dragoness made hir way forth. Hir scales glistened like the snow itself, catching the firelight as it danced across the room. The dragoness was at least two dozen times the raptor's size; shi filled the cavern with hir presence as shi slowly sauntered toward Ahastar. "Hello there," shi rumbled soothingly, "My name is Shira. What brings you here tonight?"

But the raptor didn't speak a word of draconic, leaving him unable to even guess at the feminine beast's intentions. Rather than responding with kind words of his own, the raptor grabbed a knife from his pack - a pitifully small weapon compared to the dragoness advancing upon him - and snarled threateningly. "I see. You're one of those types," the dragoness said, shaking hir head slowly. With a quick flick of hir tail, shi knocked the weapon from the raptor's claws. Another swipe of hir tail nearly extinguished the fire, leaving only the faintest glow in the dragoness' lair. "Then I see no reason to continue to offer you hospitality, but perhaps you can still earn your keep here this night."

There were many things that Shira planned to do with the small invader of hir space, but the one thing shi didn't intend to let the offending creature do was escape. Shi reared onto hir hindpaws, balanced hir forepaws against the wall, and quickly brought hir right foot onto the raptor to pin him between the car-sized appendage and the snow-crusted floor. "Lick," shi snarled before shi grabbed the small one's snout between hir two largest toes.

In that one moment, the world was reduced to nothing more than the underside of the feral dragoness' hindpaw. He could smell the faint hints of snow and dirt between hir scales, taste the dust that had collected on them, and feel his entire body straining to hold up that single foot. His ribs creaked under the mass of the dragoness even though shi was using just a tiny fraction of hir weight. With the ball of hir foot pressing squarely against his chest it was difficult to even breathe. Any movement at all was severely restricted; the snow on the cavern's floor had been compressed into ice and packed around Ahastar's body, as if forming an icy tomb for the raptor. Was this going to be the end of him?

Rather than licking, though, Ahastar began to fight and squirm in a vain attempt to escape the wrath of the dragoness. His claws raked uselessly against the herm's toes as he tried to worm his way out from beneath them. Shira seemed completely unimpressed and simply squeezed his head harder."If you want to know what it's like to breathe again, you'll do what I tell you to," Shira growled as shi held him there. "Now lick." In an attempt to make him understand, shi stuck hir tongue out and pantomimed a long, slow lick once shi knew he , then pointed down at hir wiggling toes.

Though he had been underfoot for barely a minute, the lack of air and the cold were starting to get to the demon. His pride wouldn't let him let the dragoness 'win' though, even in his dazed mental state. Death before dishonor was a thought firmly ingrained in Ahastar's mind. Rather than licking, he used his remaining strength to forcefully bite the nearest toe and inflict what little pain he could upon the giantess. Shira roared - in anger more than pain - and quickly lifted hir foot from the ground. Ahastar was briefly stuck to the dragoness' sole before he fell onto the ground in a graceless heap. This time, shi didn't give Ahastar another chance to comply and brought hir right foot down directly on top of the offending beast, allowing only his head to peek between hir toes at the giantess above him.

"I tried to give you a chance. But now that you've shown no intention of being of any value to me you really leave me no choice..." The dragoness' intentions were clear, whether or not Ahastar could understand what shi was saying. The look of sheer contempt and hatred needed no words; shi seemed intent on taking out every frustration shi'd ever had on the raptor's body. "Almost every time one of you foul beasts comes here I have to defend myself. And you," shi paused, shoving a fore-toe accusingly in Ahastar's face, "Are simply the latest in the line of indignities I have to suffer. Perhaps your mangled corpse will be warning enough for the next traveler!"

Without further warning, the herm shifted more of hir weight squarely against Ahastar's chest. The force caused his sternum to crack, while the rest of his torso started to compress under the pressure. The dragoness didn't want to crush him right away; that would be too merciful for what such an insolent bug deserved. Shi instead simply allowed hir weight to settle and let the raptor struggle for air. His body slowly started to flatten as he proved unable to cope with Shira's wrath. His ribs gradually gave way under the herm's mass, one snapping after another as hir paw slowly pressed down. Seconds stretched into minutes, then seemingly into hours in the little one's oxygen-starved brain.

Shortly before the saurian would have passed out, Shira lifted hir paw slowly. The demon's body stuck to hir sole from his congealed blood before gravity slowly peeled it away and let him fall weakly to the ground. The dragoness gave him just long enough to get a painful breath before pressing down once again with even greater force. Shi rocked hir paw back and forth upon Ahastar's body to grind his damaged bones and joints against one another. His body squished and squelched as organs began to fail, popping beneath the cruel dragoness. Ahastar might have cried out in pain, if his left lung hadn't already collapsed beneath the herm's paw.

As Ahastar drifted in and out of consciousness, Shira shifted hir paw down his body to move the raptor's snout between hir two largest toes. Shi lifted off just enough for him to draw another pained breath; even breathing was excruciating as he tried to force air through his damaged body. In this position, the ball of hir foot covered his torso, while his feet were somewhere halfway down hir paw. The little trample-toy could just barely make out the dragoness' face far above with his damaged eyesight, framed by those two toes. A toothy smirk was spread across hir snout as shi let hir prey squirm pathetically beneath hir tread. Shi finally stepped off him and stood above, hir feet framing Ahastar's body as he lie beneath them.

"Now how should I finish you off..." Shira hissed, letting the battered thing writhe on the ground for a few moments. He could barely even move despite being completely free from the dragoness' crushing weight. His chest was covered in a large, paw-shaped bruise. His arms had been crushed beyond recognition by the herm's toes. His legs were mostly intact, but his shattered pelvis left them - and his cloaca - completely useless. He coughed up a small amount of blood as he lay there, wheezing for air, but barely getting enough oxygen to remain conscious.

A faint rumbling came from the herm dragoness as shi leaned hir muzzle in close to the thoroughly abused creature at hir feet. It almost looked like Shira was going to give Ahstar a kiss until hir muzzle opened and a blue 'flame' erupted from hir snout. Rather than the fiery blast of hir brethren, the frosty herm's breath weapon was that of ice. In seconds, the raptor found himself unable to move at all; he was frozen to the core, his senses dulled but not disabled. He was little more than an icicle on the ground, unable to even plead for mercy from a dragoness that would offer him none. "Farewell, little one," The dragoness purred, lifting hir paw into position one more time. Shi let it hover above the immobilized Ahastar, letting him witness the stain of his blood upon it, with his feathers and scales slowly dropping off. A moment later, Shira brought it down with the force of a meteor.

The raptor's body shattered in an instant. He had been frozen to his core; skin, muscle, and bone were all brittle from the cold. Shira ground hir paw against Ahastar's remains and turned his frozen corpse into little more than pile of blood-stained dust. Hir paw ground contemptuously back and forth to spread it around and mix the remains of the raptor into the powdery snow on the ground. When the foot lifted, there was no trace at all shi had ever had a visitor. As Shira walked away, the last of Ahastar's remains fell from hir paw, unnoticed by the dragoness; shi simply curled up and went back to sleep as if hir unwanted guest had never been there at all.

Skalavis - Microraptor Toy

Turns out there's a species of dinosaur called microraptor. Doesn't that just beg for a micro-sized microraptor to be thrown out there?

CHARGER!

Given my ability to change others' sizes, my explosive temper, and an enjoyment of Left 4 Dead 2, Ahastar came up with this animation combining all the above. This is just another example of why you do not mess with a minidrake.

Here's a version without the music track.

The Cavern of Torment

Written for Ahastar: A raptor gets caught trying to steal from a dragon's lair, only to get caught and pay dearly for his tresspass. Contains gratiutitous watersports and trampling.

It was all supposed to be so easy. At least that's what Ahastar had been told before he visited the dragons' lair. He'd be in and out within five minutes and never be seen. That was the idea, at least; he hadn't expected for there to be a dragoness waiting and protecting hir newborn hatchlings. He hadn't expected the dragoness, clearly tired from looking after the half-dozen children, to so quickly launch an attack. He hadn't expected one swipe of hir paw against the side of his head to knock him unconscious.

That was the last thing he could remember before Ahastar awoke to find himself bound tightly and trapped against the floor. His limbs were spread wide by thick leather straps; even his tail had been pulled taut beneath him. Strangely, his mouth was held open with similar restraints; a ring had been added to keep it wide open. The raptor could barely move enough swallow the saliva that had pooled within his mouth. Experimentally, Ahastar tried to move the rest of his body but could merely wiggle upon the ground like a worm. He had no idea why he was bound like this, but the stories he had heard of dragons ruthlessly punishing those who invaded their homes chilled him more than the cold stone floor. He was completely alone in the center of the massive cavern. It was completely silent in the cave; the sound of the half-demon's breathing echoed off the otherwise noiseless chamber.

He had no way of telling how long he lay on the floor there. Ten minutes, ten days... it made no difference. A distant rumbling was the only warning Ahastar had of approaching danger. It felt almost like an earthquake but was upon the ground's surface, not from under the ground. From an entrance directly in front of Ahastar a long line of dragons walked in. There were dozens of them, of varying shapes and sizes; the smallest appeared to be just slightly larger than the raptor, but the largest were nearly triple his size. They were all walking directly toward him, yet apparently disinterested in the raptor bound against the floor. Without even looking down, the dragon leading the line - a jade-colored, anthropomorphic beast - stepped directly on Ahastar's ankles with his left foot. The raptor screeched, but the dragon walked on, his right foot coming down on Ahastar's stomach. His left foot rose again, its heel landing directly on the demon's forehead. The paw twisted roughly against the demon's skull, forcing it painfully to the side, though the straps soon pulled the demon upright again and forced him to watch the rest of the procession.

As the first dragon walked away, a black quadruped took his place. His right foreleg landed squarely on Ahastar's right knee, while the left pushed on the demon's chest, depriving him of air. The left leg just missed Ahastar's nose as the dragon walked forward but the black beast's hindlegs were capable of causing just as much damage. The right slammed into Ahastar's cloaca, causing him to once again scream, though his cries went completely ignored. Even if the dragons cared, they likely couldn't hear Ahastar over the sound of their marching. Moments later, the left hindfoot came down on Ahastar's neck and the middle toe sunk into the demon's throat, making him gag on the unwashed paw's rancind taste. The talon pressed dangerously against his throat as the dragon stepped off and away, leaving the vile taste in Ahastar's muzzle. He couldn't spit it out, but he could swallow. He did, just to let saliva wash some of that taste out of his mouth, but his stomach groaned in protest of the filth that poured into it.

More dragons walked upon with equal disregard. All colors of the rainbow, bronze, silver, and gold, black and white, the parade marched on and over the raptor's body. Though he only had one or two paws on him at any given time, it was still taking quite a toll on his struggling form. His bones strained and muscles ached from having to support tons of weight upon his form, though the impacts against his body were too brief to cause any catastrophic injury. He instead bore the brunt of those dozens of dragons, his once-unblemished white hide stained and bruised.

The last dragon that walked in was a herm, the smallest of the group, perhaps even smaller than Ahastar. Hir scales were white and shimmered with iridescence, while hir wings and fin had a brilliant, rainbow coloration. Shi walked on, standing tall as hir anthroid body structure allowed. Unlike the others, shi looked directly down at the raptor as shi stepped onto him, grinning maliciously as shi deliberately stepped between his legs and onto his cloaca, working hir talons inside and dangerously pressing them right up against his maleness. While Ahastar had previously been squirming and struggling, he went completely still as the dragoness stepped up, attempting to preserve his reproductive abilities for a little while longer. Now confident that the raptor was no longer going to struggle, the dragoness stepped off, letting hir talon tips lightly catch the edge of the raptor's slit to remind him of who was in control.

While the other dragons made their way to the edges of the room, the last dragoness stayed close to the raptor, only taking two steps away before shi turned around. From Ahastar's perspective, shi looked much larger than shi actually was, given that shi loomed just in front of him. The dragoness clicked hir foot talons against the ground, the only noise in the otherwise silent room, those ticks echoing against the stone walls. Shi turned to talk to the other dragons, but the raptor had no comprehension of the dragon's language and couldn't understand a word. The herm's voice steadily grew louder, a crescendo matched by a rising tide of roars and growls from the rest of the dragons in the cavern. By the time shi finished speaking, the sounds were nearly deafening the raptor, echoing for several long seconds even after the reptilians stopped adding to the sound. Upon finishing hir speech, a black dragon came up to the bound raptor, standing above his chest. The male dragon turned around, facing the iridescent dragoness, who simply nodded. That's when things turned from bad to worse for Ahastar.

With little more than a moment's warning, the black dragon reached one claw into his sheath to pull out his shaft. It was a blood-red appendage, quite thick in the dragon's paw. The ebony-scaled anthro dragon aimed himself directly at Ahastar's open muzzle and began to urinate, forcing the raptor to drink. Ahastar's eyes went wide as he tried to spit out the disgustingly bitter fluid, but the straps that held his muzzle open also made it impossible to spit, though he could swallow if he contorted his tongue the right way. It was all he could do not to gag on the fluid; the force alone threatening to trigger his gag reflex. Ahastar swallowed once, then again, as he tried not to vomit the urine back up again. Nearly a liter of the hot fluid burned its way down Ahastar's throat before the stream subsided, allowing the raptor to attempt breathing once again, though his throat still burned from the draconic piss that forced its way into his body.

As Ahastar tried to cough and sputter his airway free, the black dragon walked alongside the intruder's body and positioned himself just beyond the raptor's feet. Again, he stood and waited for a nod from the iridescent hermaphrodite before he did his brutal work, this time by placing his right foot upon Ahastar's legs. The dragon balanced himself carefully upon his paws to distribute his weight evenly, but it was still uncomfortably heavy to the raptor on the ground.

Slowly and deliberately, the ebony reptile lifted his left foot and placed it down just above his right, which brought the dragon's full weight upon Ahastar's fragile legs. The demon cried out in a dire screech, but the dragon just grinned as he felt Ahastar's skeleton deform under the pressure. The right foot rose again and settled down upon Ahastar's thighs; his talons settled close to the bruised cloaca but caused it no further distress. The left foot followed shortly thereafter,and settled down on the raptor's abdomen, the dragon's heel grinding just the upper edge of the raptor's genitals; the half-demon squirmed nervously at the increased weight upon his hips. Watching the raptor squirm gave the black dragon sadistic delight; the beast paused for a moment to simply rock his weight back and forth just to feel the raptor's hips strain and pop, nearly at their limits.

After a moment the dragon moved upward to place his right foot on the raptor's stomach, which allowed him to bring his full weight to bear as his left foot lifted again. Under the tons of dragon weight, Ahastar's stomach gave up the contents of his lunch; the demon was able to turn his head just far enough out of the way to avoid choking on his vomit. The black dragon growled disapprovingly as the raptor lost his lunch; he slammed his left foot violently against the raptor's chest, cracking several ribs and the sternum. The cracks deepened as the dragon's right foot rose and settled directly on Ahastar's neck, which forced his head to the floor and made it impossible to breath . The demon-raptor's jaws ached from the pressure forced upon them, his teeth ground together and theatened to break as well.

With scarcely a moment's pause, the dragon twisted around on his right foot; Ahastar's jaws ground against one another, one tooth ripped from his jaws while several others splintered under the pressure. The pressure also completely closed the demon's throat as the ball of the dragon's foot pivoted there to leave him frantically squirming for air. As the left foot came back down, Ahastar could breathe again, but hir airways ached from the weight of the beast atop him. The dragon walked down much the same way as he walked up, deliberately placing one foot immediately in front of the other. As the black beast walked down, Ahastar realized that the dragon was balancing atop his body to ensure that the demon had to bear his full weight with every step. Every time the mythical creature's feet moved the demon's body had to support weight somewhere else. The demon's joints ached, bones bent, and muscles strained under the pressure.

As he trod along, the dragon maintained his careful balance atop the raptor and gave him no time to recover. When the black creature reached Ahastar's feet, he pushed them down against the ground to snap the raptor's ankles. The demon snarled in pain, especially as the dragon's weight came down to crush most of the bones in Ahastar's feet. To finish the job, the dragon spun around on the ball of his foot to grind those shattered bones against nerves and muscle and shreded them in short order. The pain was overwhelming, but brief; the nerves were quickly destroyed, ripped away from the rest of Ahastar's body. As the dragon started to walk back up, the demon tried to move his legs and feet but found that his lower body simply wasn't responding anymore. The dragon felt those futile attempts to move and let his claws press dangerously against the raptor's thighs and abdomen, an implicit threat to tear those muscles as well and leave the demon scarcely able to breathe. The warning was not lost on Ahastar and he promptly went still, allowing the dragon to walk back and forth as he pleased. Even the demon didn't want to test his luck.

After three passes back and forth, the black dragon ground his foot against Ahastar's snout with a flourish before he finally stepped off. The demon had almost no time to rest, however, as a second dragon stepped up immediately. This new tormentor was a red-colored quadruped with such a large, heavy shaft that it hung out of his sheath despite being flaccid, its blood-red tip pointed accusingly at the raptor beneath him. The dragon didn't even stand on the demon, but instead simply leaned in close and nearly touched the tip of his penis to the lesser being's nose. Ahastar didn't realize that the dragon was aiming right into his open snout until the red started to piss.

Immediately, Ahastar felt like he was drowning. The urine flow was so powerful it forced fluid into his lungs and filled his entire windpipe with the hot, briny, acidic fluid. What couldn't flow into his lungs made its way to the demon's stomach and filled the demon's belly. His body swelled with urine; even though Ahastar was full in places that such fluids were never intended to go, the dragon was far from finished and continued to unleash into the smaller being's maw. Ahastar winced in pain as he tried to keep control of his body, but soon the urine flowed through the rest of his digestive system and forced out of his anus; the flesh felt as if it were on fire with the mix of piss and digestive fluids.

The dragon stopped pissing just as abruptly as he started. Instantly, Ahastar vomited much of the urine back out; the fluid to splashed over his bruised scales and onto the ground around him. The red creature was not finished, however, and a final spurt of urine washed much of the resulting mess back onto the demon's snout and kept the filth from the dragon's penis. The dragon stepped back only after he was completely empty, moved to the demon's feet, and waited. The iridescent dragoness nodded silently to the red dragon, just as shi had before, to give the ruby-scaled creature the freedom to trample upon the worthless creature at his feet.

Without a moment's hesitation, the red dragon stepped forward and pressed the battered raptor into the ground. While his four paws allowed the giant beast's weight to spread out, that was little comfort to the demon, especially once all four paws were upon him. The forepaws settled on Ahastar's hips, while the hindpaws roughly stomped on his feet and ankles, further crushing them and causing the demon to roar out in renewed pain. That earned a cacophonic roar of approval from the group of dragons and only drove the red dragon's crush-lust higher. While the previous two dragons had been content to merely walk back and forth, the red seemed determined to break as much of the raptor as he could. He deliberately stomped on Ahastar's joints as he walked forward, breaking the demon's knees as he continued higher, then his hips as the heavy hindpaws came within inches of neutering the half-demon on the spot. As he reached the demon's face, the dragon purposefully ground his forepaws against Ahastar's nose before stepping off, leaving only his hindpaws upon their captive. The demon could breathe easier for the few moments he only supported half the dragon's weight, but those red hindpaws came down upon his chest and crushed it inward, which in turn flattened his lungs. Then the dragon turned around in place, twisting his hindfeet upon the damaged sternum and to grind the already broken bones together, before his forepaws came back down on the demon's belly. That violent impact was enough to empty Ahastar's stomach of the dragon's urine, though thankfully the red didn't seem to care.

Moving downward, the dragon continued the same treatment: he deliberately flattened anything that he could. He twisted his feet on Ahastar's joints and bones that were already broken, solely to cause as much pain as possible to that shattered skeleton. Each step the red quadruped took, pain resonated through the demon's body; battered as he was, his nervous system still seemed to work almost too well. Upon reaching the demon's feet, the dragon turned around just as he had before, though this time he left his feet upon Ahastar's knees and nearly ripped them off as he spun around. As he walked forward the red beast took aim at the demon's arms; his forepaws crushed the shoulders and hindfeet flattened the elbows with four precision stomps, rendering Ahastar's arms useless as his legs. As the fury of the dragon's steps increased, the chorus of roars and growls from the crowd grew louder as well, the calls ringing painfully in the demon's ears. When the dragon reached his face again, this time he let his hindpaws land directly upon the raptor's snout and wiped as if Ahastar were naught but a doormat. Dirt and dust embedded themselves under the few of scales that weren't torn off, while his skull let out a creak in protest.

Once more, the red turned around and crashed with a rock slide's intensity on Ahastar's chest. It nearly made the reptile pass out, but he wasn't allowed even that small mercy; the continued agony was so intense that it forced him to remain conscious. He felt every merciless step as the dragon stomped down his body again, ribs cracking with each impact. He did, however, receive one small mercy; unlike the others, the iridescent dragoness called off the red before he could turn around to make a third pass. It wasn't out of pity for the bruised creature; shi simply wanted him to remain alive long enough so others could also feel the squirming thing underfoot. Shi also wanted a turn, and the entire crowd roared as shi stepped around to the demon and grinned downward, revealing hir pearlescent teeth and ice-blue maw. Shi kneeled and straddled his chest, pulled out hir shaft, and aimed it at the demon's face. He knew what was coming by now, but with so many of his bones broken and muscles torn he couldn't even tense up in fear. He wasn't expecting twin streams from the dragoness' cock and femslit, though, nor was he expecting it to be so cold that it shocked his senses into a moment of numbness. The dragoness used both sets of genitals to urinate and shi leaned back enough for both showers to land directly on the demon's snout and flood his nostrils. The cold might have been soothing if not for the pressure - nearly equal to a fire hose's spray - quickly filling Ahastar's stomach once again.

Just when Ahastar thought his face was going to freeze from the cold, the dragoness abruptly stopped, aware of the limits of hir plaything. Shi stroked the side of his head gently to bring him back to his senses, then released a final spurt right into his muzzle at point-blank range. With a cold chuckle, the dragoness stood up as the demon tried to cough out some of the fluid that filled his horribly bruised lungs, but it did him little good. He no longer had the strength to even hack up the filth. The dragoness walked back and took hir place just as the other dragons had earlier, then paused just long enough for the demon's useless sneezing to stop. Only once shi had his full attention shi began walk up along his prone body. Shi posed for the other dragons as shi walked along; hir paws lewdly caressed hir body and several roars from the crowd echoed through the chamber. Through his discomfort Ahastar noticed that hir feet - unlike the other dragons that had trod upon him - were perfectly smooth and almost soft to the touch, which allowed them to simply conform over more of his body and distribute hir weight with near-surgical precision. Hir steps slowly took hir upward as shi tried to balance on just the demon's right leg, snapping the bones with hir measured steps. As shi came upon the demon's groin, shi simply speared a claw into his cloaca, tore it open, and revealed the bruised flesh within. There was no hope of his groin ever recovering from that mutilation, even if he were to escape now.

Willfully ignorant of the demon's screams, the herm walked forward and stood for a moment on the demon's stomach. With a single, quick stomp, shi forced its contents upward again. Ahastar's muscles were so damaged that it was easy as squeezing out toothpaste; he had no control left over his digestive system. Shi purred with satisfaction before shi stepped higher. Hir steps were light as shi felt out the injuries along his ribs and chest, then shook hir head disapprovingly as shi found that most of the demon's ribs were somehow cracked, but intact. The chilly dragoness spoke in a tongue alien to the half-demon as shi expressed hir disapproval, before shi gave a crushing stomp to emphasize hir point. Shi was the lightest dragon that had walked upon Ahastar so far and, while hir footfalls wouldn't be enough to break bones on their own, shi did shatter one of the ribs the previous dragon cracked. Shi finally reached the demon's face and simply looked down at him; hir gaze pierced directly into his eyes and revealed naught but unrestrained malice. Hir next step brought hir directly onto his head, hir right foot's claws dangerously close to an eye.

Briefly, the dragoness stood on the raptor's head. It only was a couple of seconds, but they dragged on for minutes to the demon. Had any other dragon done that, his skull would have crunched into the ground; shi was just light enough that Ahastar's head could support hir weight. Shi then lifted hir left paw off him and twisted around roughly on hir right, which tore into the few scales that Ahastar had left on his skull. Then, just as deliberately as shi walked upward, shi walked back down and trod on the exact same areas as before. With each step shi swayed hir hips and twisted hir paws upon his badly-bruised flesh. At his hips, shi gave a firm stomp on the remains of his maleness and ground it violently against his stomach. If Ahastar's lungs weren't so damaged, he would have screamed out in agony; instead, he could barely whimper as his masculinity itself was taken away from him. While his genitals were already damaged beyond use, now there was no sign at all he'd ever been male. The pain was intolerable - he wished he could die - but even the mercy of death wasn't to be granted to Ahastar just yet.

After just one pass, the herm stepped off and shook hir head once again before shi motioned for another dragon to come over. This one was a sapphire blue dragoness, somewhat smaller than the others who had come so far, though still a full foot taller than the iridescent one. She was somewhat younger as well, just on the adult side of maturity. She seemed rather nervous as she walked up to the demon, despite the wretched state Ahastar was in. She straddled his muzzle much as the last dragoness had, knelt down just above his face, and gently rubbed his muzzle with one paw. She made him look upward into her femslit just before she started to pee onto his face. The blue fem growled with the effort and but could only force out a small spurt of pee; a chuckle rose from the crowd. Frustrated, she strained her muscles, roaring out in irritation and embarrassment, but was still unable to soak the raptor as the others had.

The crowd started to laugh in earnest, the noise rose to a level that made Ahastar's head throb and ache. Furious with herself, the female dispensed with the formalities and jumped directly back to land on Ahastar's thighs; the demon's upper legs snapped neatly in two with her weight. She wasted little time as shi walked up Ahastar's body, each step a deliberate stomp, The broken bones ground together with hir efforts, while several others snapped with the strain. As she reached his head, she merely kicked his snout and knocked out several teeth before turning around upon his chest. She seemed interested only in taking out her anger on this pathetic creature's body; the fact she was supposed to be breaking him anyway simply was a bonus. With her walk back down the raptor's form, she delighted in causing as much pain as possible, deliberately grinding bones together, which twisted others out of place and left him like a mere underworldly pretzel.

With her second pass, she took her first approach again; shi tried to break every bone she'd dislocated previously with well-aimed, crushing steps, bringing her heel directly down upon them to maximize the impact. Though she was the second-smallest trampler of the group, her technique made her even more effective than the others; every bone she hit with her heels snapped or shattered. She aimed for the few remaining bones in his legs to ensure they were completely useless, then leapt brutally onto his arms and broke them just beneath the shoulder. When she reached the demon's muzzle the second time, she forced her foot directly into it, grabbed his tongue with her toes and kicked his remaining teeth right into his throat. Her foot violently worked around Ahastar's tongue as she wiped her toes off on his rough tongue, her scales scratching its surface. As she pulled her foot out again, her claws caught the inside of his throat and drew blood, to leave him coughing up red, at least when he had enough air and strength to cough anything at all. On hir way down, shi tried to worsen the injuries shi'd already caused and ground what remained of Ahastar's joints beyond recognition. He was completely crippled as he lie there, struggled to breathe as blood blocked his windpipe, and hoped for the end soon.

Rather than making a third pass, the blue female jumped off and ran back into the crowd, clearly unhappy with herself. But before Ahastar could even think, yet another female took the blue one's place. This one was half-again larger than the last and her form shimmered with emerald scales. Perhaps they were related somehow, but the half-demon had no time to consider that; unlike the blue, this dragoness knew exactly what she was doing. Shi stood high above the raptor and spread her slit with one paw just before she pissed upon the raptor's face. She was able to force out a potent, acrid stream onto his muzzle, steam rising from his scales. His senses were starting to fade, but he could still taste the bitter fluid mixing with his blood. Worse, he could feel the acidic urine as it burned his flesh, a talent that none of the other dragons had demonstrated. It stung his eyes, as Ahastar no longer was able to close them, and his vision slowly clouded over the dragoness' shower continued.

In his haze, Ahastar couldn't tell when the green stopped covering him in pee until he felt a foot come down on his legs. There wasn't enough left of his skeleton for anything else to break, his body still made a satisfying crackle and squish under the dragoness' feet. She didn't even look down at the demon as she walked over him and let her paws fall where they may. The ball of her foot came down on his cloaca again, which would have made Ahastar jump if he had a skeleton left to twitch with. Somehow his heart and lungs survived as his chest collapsed under a green paw, even as he drifted in and out of consciousness. He was forced awake again with each new stomp, only to nearly black out again after that jolt to his body. When the green spun around, she carefully kept those vital organs between her toes to ensure the demon would live a few minutes longer. The dragoness walked back down just as carelessly and flattened most of the raptor's body into little more than a pulp. She was waved off after just one pass, though; the herm knew that a the demon wouldn't survive much longer and wanted to give him a proper sending off.

As the emerald dragoness casually walked off and swished her tail, the herm stepped in once more. This time, though, rather than standing on the raptor, shi simply ripped him from his bonds on the floor with both hands. By now the raptor could only just make out what was going on around him. Things were getting steadily brighter... was he being taken outside again? The other dragons followed, though the demon's ears were now completely useless; he was spared the noise this time. Ultimately the dragoness carried the demon outside. The sunlight blinded the demon entirely; though he couldn't see, he could certainly feel his body shake as he was thrown on the ground once again. While the demon struggled to regain his vision the iridescent herm started to grow, defying the very laws of physics with a burst of magic. By the time the raptor's damaged vision cleared, he found himself looking up at a ninety-foot-tall herm that grinned toothily to the battered creature at hir feet.

The dragoness said nothing; the raptor had no voice with which to protest. Shi simply walked up to him and planted hir right foot upon his lower body, then hir left upon his upper half, covering him entirely. The few bones he had remaining were almost instantly crushed, while his internal organs collapsed simultaneously, causing a rather large spurt of blood, bile, and his few remaining fluids to come out of his mouth. That same magic that made the dragoness grow, however, also denied the demon a trip back to hell. He lied there, his entire body compressed under the merciless soles of a mage, his senses acutely aware of every moment. Shi lifted hir right foot first and brought it down with cataclysmic force upon his legs. Hir center talon pierced his crotch, while his hir toes further crushed his hips, blood soaking into the ground. Ahastar would have sworn that his body were on fire, given the agony that coursed through him, but the dragoness' feet remained mercilessly upon him.

There was only one act left in this play, one that even the demon could foresee. The herm's left foot lifted skyward. Ahastar's face and chest stuck to it briefly before peeling off and falling to the ground. He could only make out the silhouette of the giantess above him, hir body framed in the sunlight as hir paw loomed overhead. Hir toes waved above the raptor, giving him a final farewell before shi brought hir foot down upon him. Were the raptor's body more than a mere husk of scales, he might have burst from the impact. Instead, he merely collapsed under the herm's weight with a dull squish. His remaining organs burst under the dragoness' final step, while his skull finally crunched like an old, hollow shell.

With his entire body crushed and the herm's magic waning, Ahastar slowly, finally succumbed to his demise. Not satisfied to merely kill the demon, the towering dragoness' started to wipe hir feet on the deflated sack of scales at hir feet to defile his remains. Shi smeared Ahastar's innards over flattened carcass and onto the ground. Hir left foot rose, then hir right, each creating a soft thud as a paw struck the ground. By the time shi finished there was a several-inch deep crater in the ground and the raptor's body had been flattened out over much of it.

With the demon-raptor dead and a clear warning left for any other fool who dared infiltrate their home, the entire pack of dragons walked inside and left the corpse to rot out in the midday sun.

Random Raptor Vore

Since I've been in a vore mood all week and someone found this page by searching for raptor vore stories, I figured I'd indulge myself and the almighty anonymous at the same time by writing this. Just a warning, this contains graphic digestion. Otherwise, enjoy one raptor eating another. Short, quick, and no plot, so shut up and fap. :)

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They met at a clearing in the woods. Zed grinned toothily at Ahastar, the two raptors standing about ten feet from one another. Zed had his pouch on his waist and dagger in hand, the green-scaled thief prepared to defend his day's loot from the half-demon before him. Ahastar's nude form exposed his white scales and red belly, but the hybrid had claws extended, ready to lash at the criminal blocking his way. The demon lunged first as he leaped into the air with lightning speed and knocked Zed to the ground, ripping the dagger from the raptor's hand. Gems and other valuables loudly clattered together from the impact, while Zed looked up in alarm at the demon-raptor pinning him to the ground.

Now it was Ahastar's turn to grin, his teeth bared as he hissed at the green-scaled beast beneath him. Saliva dripped hotly onto Zed's face as he looked up into the aggressor's maw. Though the raptor tried to squirm free, the weight of Ahastar's body was enough to hold him to the ground. Ahastar held Zed's left paw tightly, but that still allowed Zed's right hand to reach slowly toward his bag. Zed knew that he'd have only one chance to grab something and only hoped it hadn't broken when he was thrown to the ground. The demon was too busy grinning and savoring the raptor's fear to notice as Zed's paw wrapped around a cold, glass object and carefully lifted it free. It was intact, Zed noted, grinning softly as well. Ahastar took that grin to be a peaceful surrender to death and lunged forward, his teeth ready to dig into Zed's neck.

In a flash, Zed pulled a flask forward and pressed it right against Ahastar's muzzle.

With a stunned screech, Ahastar bit into the glass, shattering the bottle's neck. The demon's surprise allowed Zed to roll over and push Ahastar to the ground, allowing the flask's contents – a cold, bitter, blue fluid – to roll directly into the demon's throat. Most of the glass bounced harmlessly against their scales, but some shards embedded themselves in Ahastar's mouth, making the demon try to cough them free. But Zed firmly clamped the demon's muzzle shut with both paws, forcing him to swallow the fluid even as the glass tore against his throat.

The demon felt oddly weak as he tried to get the raptor off him after he swallowed, but the weight seemed to be more than he could move now. Indeed, the raptor seemed larger upon him, his scales thicker, his teeth increasingly threatening. Growling and making one last desperate effort, Ahastar tried to buck his entire body against Zed, but the green raptor just smiled coolly as the demon only exhausted himself trying to push out from under his chest. Zed stood up after Ahastar was too tired to move, but instead of merely standing a few feet higher, he seemed to tower hundreds of feet into the sky! Ahastar shook his muzzle to try and clear his vision, but then he noticed other things around him: the grass that he'd ignored earlier came up to his chest, flowers loomed over him like trees, and pebbles that have otherwise gone completely unnoticed were now large enough for him to curl up on to sun himself.

Seeing the changes around him, Ahastar could think of exactly one thing to do: run and pray that his tiny size would keep Zed from following him. But his white scales stood out clearly against the brown dirt and vibrant green grass, and all Zed had to do was lean down and set his paw in front of Ahastar, as Zed's green scales blended in well with the grass. Ahastar ran into the paw without even seeing it, and Zed clenched his fist tightly around the half-breed, causing another nervous screech to come from the shrunken creature. There were no words exchanged; the raptor just lifted the tiny being to his muzzle and grinned again, flashing his teeth dangerously. Each of those razor-sharp teeth was larger than the hybrid's entire body, and Ahastar could already imagine their sharp points piercing between his scales, tearing into his flesh, ripping his muscles and bones apart violently.

Instead, Zed threw Ahastar into his mouth like a mere piece of candy, letting the shrunken scalie land upon his thick tongue. The atmosphere was already warm and humid, but became significantly moreso after Zed closed his muzzle. Though the half-demon was used to the heat of hell, the thick air within a raptor's muzzle was uncomfortable, hot enough to sap his energy and make him feel weaker still. In frustration, Ahastar tried to dig his claws into the tongue, but as soon as he heard the deafening roar from the raptor he realized he'd made a mistake. Only a few drops of blood dripped from the wounds, but the raptor could taste it and felt he needed to punish the demon. Not by chewing him – no, that would be a quick death – but by something even more painful, something that would last for much longer. Zed grinned to himself as he came up with a perfect idea and slid Ahastar toward his throat, feeling the saliva-slick miniraptor slip backward.

Once the half-breed was at the very back of his muzzle, Zed opened his muzzle, and gave Ahastar a look directly down the raptor's throat. It was a glistening, pink tube that quickly faded into darkness, even though Ahastar knew exactly where that tunnel led. The smell of the predator's stomach wafted up, which stung the half-demon's nostrils and made him recoil in fear. He turned around and looked forward, out of the raptor's snout, to look out at the world again. The view of the trees was still framed by teeth, tongue, and muzzle, those pink surfaces shimmering as if covered in gems. The demon tried to climb forward, but Zed simply tilted his muzzle back further, which caused Ahastar to slide back against the throat. Several moments later, the green raptor chuckled coldly, closed his muzzle again, and swallowed the tiny creature whole. The sound reverberated around Ahastar as he was pulled into the raptor's tight throat, the muscles immediately gripping him with crushing intensity.*

Ahastar desperately tried to climb free, digging his claws into the rippling flesh around him, but Zed only swallowed again and the wave of muscle crushed his hands flat. The demon roared as his his once-deadly paws were rendered completely useless as they dangled from his wrists, all the bones shattered, blood dripping from a few cracks in the skin. The throat continued to give the hell-beast a tight grip, such that his chest and ribs nearly collapsed with each peristaltic movement, each squeeze forcing air from Ahastar's lungs. Under the increasing pressure, the demon could just barely breathe, and the stench of Zed's stomach grew stronger with every breath he took. The rhythmic thud of Zed's heartbeat and steady churning of his stomach were all that Ahastar could hear as he slid down the slimy throat, natural lubrication clinging to his scales.

It was several minutes before the demon descended into the final circle of hell within Zed's body: the stomach. The sphincter opened up steadily around Ahastar's tail, and though he made a last, desperate attempt to jump free and cling to something, he was rudely forced through and feel free for several moments before landing with a splash in the raptor's stomach acids. The demon hissed in pain as the digestive goo splashed against his scales, coating him in the deadly fluid. Some of it splashed right into his muzzle as he cried out in pain, swiftly dissolving his soft tongue and leaving him no way to speak at all. It flowed into his cloaca and tailhole as well, starting to burn him from the inside out. The fluid also seeped between his scales, starting to burn them away at the root, causing them to fall away from his body. The stomach's steady churning washed fluid over Ahastar's snout again and again, covering his face, burning his eyes, singing his nostrils, and causing his once-proud red feathers atop his head to fall away in ruin.

There was no light within the large, green raptor's body, but Ahastar didn't need to see his body being digested, not that he could once the acids burned his eyes out of their sockets and left him permanently blind. In another few moments, the demon-raptor's olfactory nerves were also destroyed, mercifully taking away his ability to smell the acids around him. But the rest of his body could still feel and the burning and stinging grew continually stronger as his flesh started to burn away from his muscles. The fluid splashed down his nose and into his lungs, slowly stripping away the demon's ability to breathe. Across his entire body, pain receptors peaked, then burnt out entirely as they were dissolved, the wave of pain steadily moving up Ahastar's body, then fading away entirely. Blood soon started to leak through his flesh, his very life energy draining into the predator's stomach. Ahastar continued to struggle, but without his senses functioning and his muscles starting to burn away, his movements became weak, erratic, and rigid. It was still enough movement to create an air bubble, causing Zed to belch loudly, the sound echoing loudly around the half-digested creature. It was the last sound Ahastar heard as the acids burned through his eardrums, leaking through the gap into his brain.

Soon, the acids burned through to Ahastar's heart and dissolved it, leaving no blood flowing through the raptor's body. That was finally enough to bring his life to an end. Zed's body continued to digest the afternoon snack, gaining a few calories and minerals from the once-sentient creature. By now, Zed had completely forgotten about the attack; his only memory of Ahastar was just a pleasant feeling of warmth in his stomach as he went on his way.

Dragon Censor (art by Daroneasa)

You don't want to see what's behind my wings. No, really, you don't! You do? Oh... Anyway, a commission split between myself and NavyRaptor. Received at Anthrocon 2006.
Early sketch of Dragon Censor.

Murder on the Dancefloor (art by Ahastar)

Ahastar just had to challenge me to a game of DDR. He then tried to win by cheating, so I had to put him in his place.

Jungle Photography

My half of a trade with SpiritRaptor. I think it came out rather well, for having so many subjects I don't normally approach. I'll probably continue it some day.

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SpiritRaptor yawned and stretched out as the sun rose over the horizon, bringing the first hints of light to a new day. He slowly slid out of his sleeping bag, feeling the cool morning air against his reddish-brown hide as he stretched out, growling slightly. The first two days of his expedition to this remote jungle had gone very well, better than even he had hoped, and he'd already taken hundreds of pictures, many in areas that he doubted had ever been photographed or mapped before. If not for the GPS unit he kept in his backpack, he'd surely have gotten lost by now, though he wouldn't have minded staying in such beauty.

As he peeked out of his tent, the raptor wondered how to begin his day. He still had enough supplies and film left to warrant staying at least three more days, more if he conserved what he had left. Everything around him was a beautiful, lush green, the grasses and trees all glistening with the remnants of last night's rain. A nearby river shimmered, perfectly clear, showing the bed of rocks beneath the surface, as well as the colorful animals that splashed in and out of the stream. The air was fresh, clean, completely unpolluted. SpiritRaptor inhaled deeply, letting that cool breeze fill his lungs, before slowly letting the air out again. He quickly put his tent back in his pack, before taking out his camera and a cereal bar for breakfast, eager to begin his morning.

He decided to follow the river upstream, since he figured a lot of animals would have to visit it for water; it was the only source he'd found so far. It also would help to replenish his own supply, if he were to run low. The raptor kept his camera ready, taking pictures of clearing in the jungle, of animals, of anything that would possibly look good in his article. He was so excited that he didn't even notice the birds becoming quieter as he went further along the river, his encounters with animals becoming increasingly rare. All he heard was the bubbling of the stream and the wind in the trees, with the occasional roll of thunder in the background.

Soon, he came across a cave, presumably the river's source. Perhaps it was a natural spring, hidden underground. Reaching into his pack and getting his flashlight out, he made sure he had enough film in the camera before venturing into the darkness. The cave was quite a bit larger than the entrance would have suggested, which made the raptor even more curious. He squinted a bit as he saw a light in the distance, flickering, as if a flame from a lantern. "Hello?" he called out, his voice echoing against the stone walls. He wondered if perhaps he had found a tribe of natives, or perhaps just another explorer who had gotten lost, curiosity driving him onward. The light seemed to grow brighter as he approached, enough to make him squint in the otherwise dark cave. It seemed to be moving closer to him as well, as if trying to envelope him. Suddenly, a flash completely overtook his vision, rendering him blind. Something then hit the back of his head, rendering him unconscious, the raptor not even having the time to cry out in pain.

When he came around, SpiritRaptor felt his cream-colored belly pressed roughly to the hard, cold floor of the cave. His vision was still heavily blurred, as his senses were slow to return. While he tried to regain consciousness, those last moments before he blacked out played in his mind again and again. a light, a bright light, then something hitting him and darkness. Pain flooded through SpiritRaptor's mind as he thought about it, the pain at the back of his skull becoming more pronounced. As he tried to reach a paw around, he found his wrists bound together at his back. Gasping, he looked behind him and saw they had been tied together with a strap of leather. His ankles were similarly restrained. Both straps were tied to a ring embedded in the rock, something that couldn't possibly have been natural, forcing him to remain kneeling, making him feel rather exposed.

"What the heck?" he said, mostly to himself, as he tried to free himself. Whoever had bound him certainly knew what they were doing, as those two short straps were enough to make it impossible for him to move, but not so tight that he felt any pain. Echoing through the cave, he heard the clack of talons against the floor, something he'd never have made out if not for the total silence in the cave. "Is someone there? Please, help me..." he said, trying to sound less desperate than he was, though he knew how weak he'd look to anyone who found him. And what if whoever or whatever found him wasn't friendly?

To try distract himself, SpiritRaptor looked around at his surroundings. There were several candles burning, shining the same eerie, flickering light he'd seen yesterday. A few were situated on rock outcroppings, while others were suspended in chain chandeliers, giving his surroundings an eerie, dungeon-like appearance. The cave walls themselves seemed to be devoid of color, yet glowed shades of red and orange from the candle fires above. It seemed that things were somewhat clean, considering this was a cave, but he couldn't imagine why someone would have taken this much time unless they lived here. Unless this was a place for rituals of some sort, he thought, and he took some comfort in thinking he might be part of some native celebration. He just hoped he wasn't going to be some sort of a sacrifice.

Still, the sounds of talons against the rocks became louder, and a form started to appear in the darkness. It looked to be about seven feet tall, and walked on two legs. Whatever it was, it seemed to glisten the same colors as the cave walls, fiery red and yellows on its hide. It was carrying something in its left hand, though it was too hard to see in the darkness. It was taking its time, seeming to read SpiritRaptor's expressions, judging the raptor as much as he was judging it. "Hello," the creature said, startling SpiritRaptor. The voice was a contralto, a deep yet feminine voice that echoed throughout the cavern.

SpiritRaptor only stared at the approaching creature wordlessly, unable to think of anything to say. Given the way he was bound, left kneeling on the floor, he was eye-level with the being's genitals. It seemed to be aroused, judging by a pulsing erection that made him feel somewhat inadequate, though the raptor also noticed hints of feminine arousal, a slit glistening between its legs. So this "it" was in fact a "shi", he noted. And shi was aroused. SpiritRaptor continued to look upward, seeing a few stains of blood on hir yellow belly, cowering a bit as they seemed to be very fresh. Shi looked quite strong overall, perhaps even a bit dangerous. The few things shi wore just added to that; shi had on nothing but fishnets on hir arms, spiked bracelets on hir wrists, oversized golden nipple rings, and a tasteful selection of leather bondage gear around hir hips that showed off all of hir attributes.

After staring for a few long moments, SpiritRaptor regained his voice, stuttering, “Who.. who are you?”

“Oh, just another demon,” the herm teased, reaching down and stroking along the raptor's head, “About to show you what fun really is. So just sit relax, and you might actually enjoy yourself.” SpiritRaptor gave the demon a curious look, but a paw wrapping firmly around his muzzle silenced any of his protests, keeping him from objecting. The demon kept hir paw around his snout and knelt before him, rubbing hir free paw between his legs, just behind his testicles, causing him to gasp and squirm. “Ooh, does the horny raptor like?” the demon taunted, stroking back and forth steadily, hir deadly claws teasing against him.

Without warning, the demon shoved two claws into the raptor, who could only scream muffledly, the demoness keeping a firm grip on his snout. Though he expected excruciating pain, he felt something else instead. He felt increasingly sensitive around those talons, leaking a clear fluid around them instead, as the empty space between his legs formed into a feminine slit, clinging tightly to the demon's claws as shi teased them around. “So, does a hermy raptor like hir new bits?” shi mused, as the raptor nearly collapsed from stimulation, Chuckling mischievously, shi continued to tease and spread SpiritRaptor for a few more moments, before slowly withdrawing those talons and licking the fluids away, savoring the raptor's taste.

“Delicious,” the demon remarked, moving around behind SpiritRaptor, grinning toothily all the while. “Though I'm sure I can do a bit better than this...” the demon teased against SpiritRaptor's new slit with hir tail, sending another wave of pleasure through the raptoress. “How about a bit of something up here,” the demon continued, rubbing paws over SpiritRaptor's chest, creating mounds beneath them. “I do so love the look of breasts on a sexy beast such as yourself.” SpiritRaptor's eyes went wide as shi felt hir chest start to expand, a firm, full pair of breasts forming at the demon's touch, causing him to whimper as he strained against his bonds, wanting desperately to pleasure himself and release some of the overwhelming pleasure he felt.

Grinning wickedly, the demon realized that hir plans were working out perfectly. “Oh no, not yet...” shi mused, stroking SpiritRaptor's breasts and feminine areas once again. Though the demon also saw that the raptor was fully erect, and widened hir grin even further as shi saw the purple flesh. “Well, I can't just leave that alone, can I?” shi asked hirself as shi reached around and gripped his length, stroking it steadily. The raptor was leaking profusely as shi was stimulated, though the demon had further plans, stroking steadily faster. As the demon stroked SpiritRaptor, the shaft began to swell and lengthen, its already impressive size increasing by another half, the tip now leaking over hir newly-formed breasts. “Yes, I think that will do nicely...” the demon said, letting go, leaving the raptor whimpering and begging for release.

"Please, enough..." SpiritRaptor panted, almost begging, his oversized shaft twitching with barely-contained pleasure. The demon chuckled and pressed the raptor's snout down, rubbing it against the tip of his shaft, smearing pre over it.

"You know, maybe you're right. This is enough. Enough for me to play with," the demoness teased, stroking the raptor's shaft a few more times, while crouching lower, soon rubbing hir own erection against SpritRaptor's virgin slit. While the demon was only of moderate size, shi still was huge for the unready raptor, who squirmed against hir bonds. Laughing at the raptor's struggles, the demon pressed hir tip against the waiting slit, feeling the soft, slick flesh yield to hir heavy shaft, only further stimulated by the squirming. "Oh, save your energy for the sex..." shi chided, before giving a quick thrust in, burying a third of hir shaft in the raptor, who responded with a feral shriek. It didn't hurt, much, to the raptor's surprise, though shi did feel strangely full, in a way even anal sex never did for hir.

SpiritRaptor didn't have very long to ponder that, though, as the demon thrust the rest of hir shaft in with a loud grunt. The erection made a noticeable bulge in the raptor's stomach, pushing out hir own length between the two partners, bringing another chuckle to the demon. Instead of simply stroking it off, shi grabbed the raptor's snout and pressed him down to his length, making him suckle on his own shaft, shocking the raptor with the ease he could do so. Once the initial surprise wore off, and he felt the incredible pleasure of his own tongue, teasing all the areas he knew felt best, he relaxed, making it easier for the demon to thrust into hir.

It took barely two minutes for the raptor to climax. Unused to being stimulated in so many different ways, and all the new feelings, it was all SpiritRaptor could do to contain hirself that long, the raptor soon giving a muffled cry of pleasure as shi climaxed, drinking hir own seed, while hir sex tightly clenched and teased around the demon's thick length. The demon seemed rather amused by the raptor's lack of stamina, and continued to thrust away, despite the tightness of hir partner, only giving a playful growl in response to the raptor's orgasm. As SpiritRaptor climaxed, the demon noticed just how high the raptor's tail was raised, and slid hir own tail beneath it, teasing the raptor's anus with hir slender tailtip, sending yet another shiver through the raptor's body.

Even though the raptor had already climaxed, and was pulling hir cum-soaked muzzle away from hir spent erection, the demon was still far from hir peak, though the sight of cum dripping from the herm-raptor's maw certainly caught hir interest. Shi leaned in and pulled the raptor's snout up to hir own, embracing hir in a deep kiss, their tongues intertwining, sharing one another's tastes. The demon lapped up some of the raptor cum, slightly disappointed the raptor had been able to swallow so much, smirking as shi thought about how much practice shi must have had to take such a load. Shifting positions slightly, the demon moved one paw behind the raptor to hold up hir tail, and the other to the raptor's heavy breasts, kneading one firmly with hir paw, growling lustily at the raptor.

While SpiritRaptor normally was rather quick to recover after sex, even shi was surprised at how quickly shi came around this time. That orgasm was the most powerful shi could remember, and yet shi only wanted more. More sex, more cock, just more. Despite hir bondage, shi gave a thrust back against hir partner, catching the demon off-guard, the herm responding with a quick thrust that hilted the thick pink shaft within the raptor. "Oh, getting frisky, are we?" the demon teased, letting hir tail thrust into the raptor's rear, filling hir hindquarters quite nicely. "And such a wonderfully tight fit," the demon continued, wriggling the tail deeper inside, letting its tapered length start to fill hir partner.

Squealing with pleasure, the raptor felt a second orgasm building quickly, as shi teased around the demon's thick shaft again. The demon was rising higher in pleasure as well, the shaft thickening with the sheer volume of pre leaking into the raptor, pulsing heavily with every heartbeat. SpiritRaptor pressed hirself lower on the demon's shaft, wanting desperately to be filled by the demon's hot, thick seed, crying out as shi felt hir sex squeeze and grasp its length. The demon hirself was rather surprised by how quickly SpiritRaptor was adjusting to hir new parts, and continued to thrust forcefully into the tight, wet entrance, growling deeply to the raptor.

Soon, SpiritRaptor orgasmed again, hir sex and tailhole clenching as one, with incredible force around the demon's shaft and tail. That second orgasm drove the demon over the edge as well, whose unholy bellow of pleasure made the cavern's walls tremor. The demon's shaft swelled by nearly half again to accommodate the large spurts of seed that came to it, the sticky fluid clinging to the raptor's inner flesh, singeing it lightly from sheer heat, making the raptor cry out again. Grinning, the demon continued to spurt wave after wave of seed into the raptor, knowing how deeply it was filling hir. SpiritRaptor had no idea, at least not yet, but the demon's seed and poured directly into hir womb, fertilizing hir eggs, though the raptor only felt especially full from it all. Only once the demon had poured every last drop of seed shi had into the raptor did shi withdraw, the seed so thick that it only slowly oozed out from the widely-stretched orifice.

"Heh... you're not bad," the demon teased, pulling hir tail out as well, "You'll make a good slut for our hordes, and bear plenty of eggs for us as well." SpiritRaptor perked up, ready to protest, but a laugh from the demon silenced those complaints quickly, "Oh, c'mon, I can tell that you just want to be fucked. I've seen that look in your eyes from so many other people that I can read it like a book. Granted, that book might be a porno novel, but it's still a book. Now..." the demon paused to untie SpiritRaptor's tail and limbs, but then quickly used the same rope to improvise a leash, "If you'll follow me, I'm sure there's a bunch of horny males that would love to meet you."

Frightened, SpiritRaptor tried to pull back against the leash, but the demon was even more powerful than shi looked, and easily overpowered the raptor. As shi was led deeper into the caves, shi had all too much time to think, leaving hir to silently ponder hir future. The demon had mentioned eggs, and horny males, and the raptor shuddered as shi thought about being a demon's mother, something shi hardly wanted to consider. But the pleasure from earlier clouded hir mind, and shi started to wonder what it would be like to lay those eggs, to be fucked on a constant basis by a never-ending group of... "NO!" shi screamed, earning hir a painful tug on the makeshift leash. What was shi thinking? What was happening to hir?

Guess Who? (art by The Dragon Girl)

I've landed on Zed's snout. Let's see if he can figure out who's on his muzzle. :) Received at MFM 2006.

Queen for a Day (art by Sherbniz)

I'm the queen, Zed is the king. A cute piece by Sherbniz based on an RP I did with Zed ages ago. :)

Dragon's perch

A lovely gift from Zed. I'm perched on his paw, see? Sadly, I can't remember who drew it. x_x

Birthday Gift (art by Zed)

A very sweet gift from Zed for my birthday. :)
Inked version of Zed's birthday gift

Stress Relief (art by Zed)

Zed always seems to have run-ins with dragons. Since he's so angry at the species, he's now taking out his rage on a smaller member of the species, soon to flatten hir underpaw...

Zedrick's playtime

For and inspired by Zed. The only raptor I'll ever regularly get underpaw. ;)

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"C'mon, let's go to the beach, Zed!" Shira said, playfully flying about your head like a hyperactive dragonfly. You try to keep track of hir at first, but after a few moments of only making yourself dizzy, you give up and just keep walking ahead, where the little one seems to be going. Shi flutters about tirelessly, usually staying just in front of you, but occasionally looping around to fly next to you, behind you, or even in circles around your head.

You roll your eyes at the tiny dragoness and think about what you plan on doing to hir when shi finally settles down at the beach. The surface of soft sand would cushion someone on the ground quite nicely. Even someone tiny as Shira. It's another few minutes before you arrive at the shore, the smell of salt water fresh in the air around you, the early afternoon sun high above the clear ocean water, palm trees and sea oats rustling behind you as you walk towards the water. Shira perches on a rock formation with an oddly familiar shape pressed into it, closer to the trees than the ocean. "There's a lot of history to this place, Zed..." Shi purrs, reclining in the rock's indentation, "A lot of magical things have happened on this very bit of shoreline. Things beyond even my capacity, and you know what I've gone though and what I've done."

Shi pauses and chuckles, shaking hir head as shi looks up at you. "This spot especially is familiar to me. It was over a year ago, but I remember being right here before." You look down at hir, confused, but shi doesn't stop talking. "Of course, I would like to reverse the positions this time, and I was given something to do that with..." Shi purrs, pulling loose a small crystal from the rocks, vaguely resembling an uncut diamond, yet nearly glowing on its own before shi even pulls it into the sunlight.

As shi looks up at you again, shi looks right into your eyes, then chuckles and shakes hir muzzle, putting the crystal right on hir stomach and hugging it to hir form. "So that's what you were planning on..." shi muses, "Well, go right on ahead. I'm not going to stop you this time. Not going to resist. You deserve to have your fun too, after all." Shi lays perfectly still, in a deeper part near the top of the impression, merely grinning up at you as shi clenches the stone. You grin back as you lift your right foot over hir and bring it down slowly, pinning hir against the rock. Your foot fits the impression in the rock near-perfectly, almost too accurately, though you don't pay much attention to that as you feel the dragoness squirming under your foot, only resisting now to show how powerless shi really is to you.

Your mrrring vibrates your paw against hir, even as you start to grind hir further into the rock, pressing hir even flatter between it and your sole. Reaching a paw down, you begin to stroke yourself, thoroughly enjoying putting a dragoness under your paw. After all, you've had to deal with dozens angry dragons after you were caught trying to take a piece of their horde with you; you deserve to get your revenge on the species that's given you such a hard time. As your shaft grows harder, so does your treatment of Shira, the tiny dragoness nearly getting ground into solid stone, hir muzzle pinned against your sole, hir tail caught beneath your heel. You have complete control over the little one, over whether shi even breathes or not as shi's caught underfoot.

The pleasure of power is too strong for you to pay attention to details, though. As you near your climax, you're oblivious to your surroundings; only the feeling of warmth under your paw as you keep the dragoness in hir place, the same place you've found yourself in too many times before. The warmth builds with a wave of energy, something flowing into you; you growl deeply and just imagine the minuscule creature cracking and breaking under your paw, not wanting to interrupt the feeling for even a short moment to look. You're too aroused to even notice that shi's taking up more and more space under paw, until hir muzzle peeks out from between your toes when you climax, a few drops of seed splashing right onto hir snout. Despite hir efforts to appear submissive, shi mrrrs and laps it up, rather enjoying hir position.

Once you come off your peak, you hear Shira chuckling below you. You wonder for a moment how shi even can chuckle, if shi were flattened completely underpaw, until you look down and see that your paw doesn't completely cover hir. Shi looks right up into your eyes and chuckles coldly again, shaking hir muzzle. "No, I'm not growing," shi replies to your unspoken question, "Take one good look around you, Zed... and start running, because you might want a head start..." Shi laughs as you look around, especially as you glance further inland and see the trees towering twice as high as they did before you reached the shore.

Panicking, you run back towards the trees, hoping to get away from Shira, as if that would solve the problem. As you reach the trees, you duck under a branch that only came up to your waist just a few minutes earlier, working your way back along the path. Shira flies along behind you, needing almost no effort to keep sight of you, still laughing. "That's it, run! Run, Zed! Tire yourself out for me!" Instinct alone has you doing just that, trying to get as far away from the little dragoness as possible. The tall grasses near the path come up nearly to your knees now, and footsteps in the trampled dirt you sprint along soon have you watching your step.

It takes less and less effort for Shira to keep up with you, and hir shadow overtakes more of your body with each step you take, despite hir flying a mere ten feet above the ground. Realizing that you'll never be able to outrun hir, you dart off the pathway, pushing aside grasses taller than you are, as your height dwindles to less than a foot. Small flowers you'd once have stepped on without care now look like alien trees. You continue to scramble about on the ground, trying to stay out from under Shira's shadow, hir gaze, hir spell.

As Shira's shadow covers your entire form, you meep and try dive for cover, finding a fallen leaf to hide under, and take a moment to catch your breath. You could hear the soft sounds of insects walking around you, tiny flies buzzing about, but your heartbeat pounds too loud in your ears for any other noise to register. The tiny peek you do take out looks like it's from another world entirely. A tiny pebble you'd never have noticed is now a hill compared to you, and single grains of dirt are larger than that stone once was. Any one fallen leaf appears larger than your home, and the one you're under does make a rather spacious hiding space.

The ground beneath you shakes suddenly, causing you to gasp in fear. Shira has landed, from the feel of it, and shi's now walking around to try find you. Each footfall of the micro-dragoness sends another tremor through the ground, and a shiver down your spine. Shi might be only two inches tall, but to you right now, shi's the largest dragoness you've had to deal with in quite some time. The dim light around you is quickly replaced by the full sunlight, blinding you for a moment, more than enough time for Shira to grab you in a paw and bring you up to hir muzzle. "Gotcha..." shi rumbles, hir normally barely-understandable voice vibrating your entire body, hir now-cavernous maw right before you, open wide as shi speaks. "Now, to teach you your place, raptor, compared to dragons... even tiny, defenseless ones..."

Without warning, Shira drops you to the ground again, then promptly places hir right foot atop you, pinning you beneath it but not hurting you, yet. Shi moves hir foot slowly down your body, until the ball of hir foot presses right against your groin, and hir toes hang just above your muzzle, the dragoness slowly rubbing it. "Lick," shi purrs, "Serve me like you wanted me to do you, or I might get bored and simply step down on your pathetic little self. Besides, you can't even save yourself from someone who has to fear a fly swatter, so why should I have any mercy on you?" Though you shudder at the thought, shi isn't exaggerating at all; shi weighs several thousand tons relative to you, and an imperceptible twitch of hir paw would be enough to crush you.

Fearing for your life, and completely at the mercy of the tiny titaness, you simply obey and begin to lick at hir paw, slowly, almost cautiously. Hir purr rumbles through you, making your movements even more unsteady, the purr soon changing to a growl. "I said lick, Zed. I'm not a patient dragoness, you know, but I don't want you missing a spot either. Or do you just want me to crush you?" Meeping, you begin to work faster, squirming a bit as well to try lessen the feel of pressure on any one point of your body, despite making you feel even more helpless. Shira only adds to that feeling anytime shi presses down slightly harder, reminding you what shi'll do if you stop for a moment.

In time, Shira moves hir foot slowly up your body, the ball of hir foot next to receive your attentions, the little herm grinding it against your muzzle for a moment to tease you once again. Shi knows who has control this time, and mrrrrs deeply as you squirm against hir paw, a position shi has been in countless times before hirself. As shi continues to slide hir foot over you, you find yourself under the arch of hir foot, and the dragoness lowers hir paw nearly to the ground so you can reach. There's little light, and all that you can see is hir paw above you, the sole hovering ever-so-slightly above your muzzle so you can reach it, shifting with each breath the herm takes, but never moving very far away.

Though it seems like an eternity, you've barely spent half-an-hour beneath Shira's right paw before you finish working over hir heel, the dragoness pulling hir paw away from your muzzle and looking over it, grinning softly down at you. "Good work, little raptor..." shi purrs, "I can just imagine what it must taste like to have licked all the dirt and grime from my paws. Nobody's done that for me in ... ages. I can't even remember the last time someone was in your position. I'm glad you decided today was a good day to have fun, because I certainly am. Aren't you?" Shi knows you want to answer, shi moves hir left foot over you and holds your muzzle shut with two toes, the scent nearly making you gag. Hir grin widens even further as you can't answer. "You're enjoying this so much you're speechless... I'm so glad to hear that..."

Laughing, shi settles hir foot down atop you, pinning you roughly to the ground, your ribs creaking as another few 'pounds' of hir weight would crush you completely. However, shi's been your position so many times hirself shi knows first-paw exactly how much someone your size can take, and keeps you right at the limit. You wish shi would just end it, but shi's enjoying hirself far too much, another scent coming into the air around you, the herm using hir tail to enjoy hirself further. "Get to work on this paw too, Zed," shi commands, "I don't have all day." Shi then releases your snout so you can go to work, letting you start between those toes. You hold back a whimper as you start to lick again, a deep purr emanating from the dragoness.

While you work under hir left foot, shi continues to have fun with hirself, quite enjoying the power shi holds over you. Shi decides to give you something in return and starts to rub the ball of hir foot against you groin, up and down in a firm and steady motion, gradually coaxing your length out. You squeak out as shi starts rubbing right over your member, hir foot slowly sliding up you body, the arch now teasing it, followed by hir heel, moving hir foot along only once shi knows the spot you're licking is clean. "Give me a massage too, while you're at it. My left paw has been bothering me lately. Don't worry, I'll keep 'massaging' you too..." Shi purrs, grinding hir heel against your shaft, pressing down so hard that your pre can't work out of your body, the pressure increasing within you and making you even more sensitive.

Shivering and continuing to work over Shira's massive paw, the feelings continue to build within you, against your will. Out of instinct you start to move back against the foot that teases your sex, wanting to release, even at the cost of your dignity. The hormones in the air and the feeling within your shaft cloud your mind, leaving you momentarily unable to think of anything but Shira and hir paw against you. Hir mrrring deepens and vibrates your entire body, hir paw growing heavier upon you as you rub against it, your tongue making the dragoness above you shiver. Shi rubs you faster, stroking hirself faster as well, a few drops of hir juices splashing on the ground near you, throwing up boulder-sized flecks of dirt with each drip.

It's not long before you go over the edge, the dragoness lifting hir foot up slightly to let you climax, you seed splattering all over the sole of hir paw, some of it dripping back onto your own scales. It all comes out as one large spurt, from the pressure built up within you, and you go limp soon as you come off that peak. Shira grins and moves the cum-covered part of hir foot over your muzzle and rubs it against you. "Clean it up," hir mrrrs. You hesitate, but shi presses down harder until shi feels your tongue against hir again, and doesn't let up until you've cleaned off every drop of your seed.

When shi lets up, though, shi pulls hir foot completely away and looks down at you. "You're filthy," shi chuckles, looking at the dirt smeared across your scales, turning your body a dingy brown. "Guess I'll give you a shower..." With that, shi gives hirself a few last strokes with hir tail before shi climaxes, hir seed crashing down on you with the force of a waterfall, moving you along the ground as shi rides hir peak. Soon as shi comes off of that climax, shi shoves hir tail back into hir femslit and strokes hirself to climax again, this time standing directly over you and coating you in hir juices as they leak forth, the herm growling deeply in pleasure, then grinning down at you.

"That stone's effects will wear off in about a day," Shi purrs, "But I'd better keep you safe until then. We wouldn't want anyone larger finding you and taking advantage of your tiny size, would we?" With that, shi curls hir tail around your soaked form and stuffs you into hir femsex, clenching tightly around you and holding you in place as shi flies off, taking you to hir lair, and having as much fun with you as shi can over that twenty-four hours....