[[NOT MY ART]]Salsa's Slippery Snack
Perhaps the mana yield hadn't been large enough? Or perhaps a few of the human's gestures had been a little lazy or imprecise? Regardless, Danathius now found himself in quite a pickle. He had meant to teleport himself to a new and undiscovered realm of existence, and instead, he now found himself tiny, and staring up at a large and imposing blue dragon. Salsa had noticed the tiny mage appear in an instant, and his rotund gut gave a growl of delight as soon the miniature man had made contact with the gargantuan blue. The sound, to Danathius, was as subtle as that of a roaring, rolling thunderstorm, but perhaps the dragon would be helpful? After all, Salsa had leaned down and lent the poor human a handpaw on which to stand as he was elevated to a more proper height, if only to get a better bearing of his surroundings.
Of course, that might also have been a tricky tactic utilized by the blue dragon to get poor Danathius within tossing range of his maw. The dragon's jaws parted, strands of thick saliva snapping between large, man-sized pillars of enamel. The dragon's pointed teeth glistened in the light of the day's sun, and the little mage had but a moment to squeak for help before he was unceremoniously thrown into Salsa's waiting jaws. The human landed on the plush tongue with a loud squelch, and the pink muscle immediately set to work in slathering the minuscule, mammalian morsel! The oral appendage squelched and shifted, tossing poor Danathius atop of it before the tongue folded on itself. A big, wet slab of saliva-coated muscle flopped down atop of the mage, burying him in a sea of budded pink! The dragon idly swished his tongue around, tasting the helpless mage as he was ground into the budded appendage.
Once Salsa had delightfully sampled his delectable snack, he kicked his head back to swallow his mouthful down, but Danathius still had some fight left in him, apparently. Bouncing from the back of the dragon's fat tongue, the human leapt from the slippery surface and grabbed hold of a glistening, dangling ball of flesh swaying over the humid, rippling esophagus below. Danathius swung over the rimmed throat, hugging himself tightly to Salsa's uvula as saliva and mucus dribbled down onto his face and robes, coating him in the viscous fluid. For now, he was safe...but the ever-louder groans of Salsa's stomach echoed up from the undulating gullet, calling for the human... The dragon's stomach was impatient, but it would get its snack, and soon.
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Salsa Dragon ©
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Danathius © Me
Of course, that might also have been a tricky tactic utilized by the blue dragon to get poor Danathius within tossing range of his maw. The dragon's jaws parted, strands of thick saliva snapping between large, man-sized pillars of enamel. The dragon's pointed teeth glistened in the light of the day's sun, and the little mage had but a moment to squeak for help before he was unceremoniously thrown into Salsa's waiting jaws. The human landed on the plush tongue with a loud squelch, and the pink muscle immediately set to work in slathering the minuscule, mammalian morsel! The oral appendage squelched and shifted, tossing poor Danathius atop of it before the tongue folded on itself. A big, wet slab of saliva-coated muscle flopped down atop of the mage, burying him in a sea of budded pink! The dragon idly swished his tongue around, tasting the helpless mage as he was ground into the budded appendage.
Once Salsa had delightfully sampled his delectable snack, he kicked his head back to swallow his mouthful down, but Danathius still had some fight left in him, apparently. Bouncing from the back of the dragon's fat tongue, the human leapt from the slippery surface and grabbed hold of a glistening, dangling ball of flesh swaying over the humid, rippling esophagus below. Danathius swung over the rimmed throat, hugging himself tightly to Salsa's uvula as saliva and mucus dribbled down onto his face and robes, coating him in the viscous fluid. For now, he was safe...but the ever-louder groans of Salsa's stomach echoed up from the undulating gullet, calling for the human... The dragon's stomach was impatient, but it would get its snack, and soon.
A lovely YCH I participated in with
questionablesalsa hosted by the talented
vraze! Please be sure to check out his page and give him your love! He definitely deserves it! You can also favorite and comment on his submission here!Artwork ©
vrazeSalsa Dragon ©
questionablesalsaDanathius © Me
Category Artwork (Digital) / Vore
Species Western Dragon
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