The thick tongue slathered his thighs, coating them in a thick layer of warm, sticky drool. The parasaur’s legs kicked and bucked, only to be cushioned by the thick flesh of the dinosaur’s maw.

“Little Paraurora, don’t you know you’re all mine~.” The wood brown allosaurus giggled childishly, with purrs emitting as background noise with all the fleshy, slick noises that overshadowed all else.

How unfortunate that come Dinovember, Aurora had been turned into a measly parasaur! He was at the bottom of the food chain, and some were already trying to make him their prey. Of course the first one to get him was his close, predatorial friend, Kyra. The reason she was the first to nab Aurora was because she had sent all others who tried to take what belonged to her to her hips and tail. This made the hunt longer, but upon finally getting rid of all petty distractions and cornering her prey, her girth cast a shadow that covered Aurora entirely.

By now, Aurora was halfway down her powerful throat, and the only reason he wasn’t already stewing inside her unrelenting stomach was because the allosaur saw fit to prolong the exchange, where the space dragon would give everything to her in exchange of being part of something greater than himself.

Kyra’s tongue reached forward and cupped Aurora’s chin, almost like a caress. “I went through a lot of other preys just to make you all mine~. You should feel honored, my little morsel~.” Every syllable blew the most humid air imaginable onto Aurora. The tongue pulled back, and a powerful clench of the throat squeezed the space dragon down. Then he was gone. A mere bulge briefly running down Kyra’s neck, then a swelling in her belly followed with many gurgles told of his fate. She leaned her side against a tree, rubbing her bulging gut against it. The mass of scales shook and thrashed even more at this. “Oh sweetie, I’ll keep you nice and close~.” Her cheeks suddenly bulged. “HUUUUUOOOOPPPPPE!” Globs of spittle flew everywhere, along with a return of Aurora’s taste, only slightly acidic, to which Kyra licked off every square inch of her lips.

Having what she desired close, Kyra promptly laid down to sleep off her meal. Aurora would continue to buck, as the walls grinded down on him, until he grew too tired to resist any longer and succumbed to his fate.

Upon waking up, Kyra yawned, got up and stretched, then looked to her back side. A grin spread across her lips seeing her thin belly and fluffy hips.

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So beginning of Novemeber was a lot a Dinovember talk with my friends! And we all joked how such a prey  Dragons-and-Drawings was that I couldn't help but write him as a snack for Kyra! I only just remembered I had this and decided to finish it!

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