My half of a trade with  De-Flator Thanks so much for this opportunity buddy! (old)

The woods were well-lit beneath the morning sun. An anthro bat wearing a purple robe walked along, the tents of a mages camp were off in the distance. Jay was told never to go alone into these woods but refused to listen. Navigating the flora, he stumbles across a feral dragon. Larbo's red scales glisten in the sunlight. Although he's twice as tall as the mage, his body is incredibly frail with pathetically tiny wings. The dragon isn't bothering anyone, but the bat really wants to battle something with his newly learned spells.

Pointing his paws at the beast, Jay shoots a fireball. FFF! The spell was cast very well, but it didn't affect the dragon at all - aside from annoying him. "Uh oh..." Whispers the bat. Larbo swipes his claw and snatches the apprentice up, standing on his hind legs. "Generous spellcaster, coming to feed a hungry lizard?" Growls the dragon, slurping his lips. "It w-was an accident, I s-swear!" Stutters the bat, lying. "Oh?" Smiles the beast. "Well so is this." Saying so, Larbo places the captive into his maw.

Wet darkness surrounds Jay as he clutches onto one of many fangs. "W-wait!" He cries, the dragon pauses. "Yesh?" "If you let me go, I can make you stronger than you'd ever imagine!" Proposes the bat. "Prove it, or digest!" Demands the beast. Immediately, electric-blue light shines from the dragons maw and surges through his body. Subtly, his arms, legs, and chest gain definition and pulse with muscle. The spell was not perfected though, resulting in a slight potbelly. Despite this, Larbo was quite satisfied with these results.

Swaying his long tail happily, the dragon pounds his muscular chest and laughs. "S-so," Quivers the bat. "you'll let me go, right?" "Yeah," GULP "eventually..." With a low hiss, the mage is swallowed whole. Larbo's big biceps rub against his tummy. Although he is significantly bigger and stronger as the bat proposed, the beast decided to gobble him up anyway. Getting back down on all-fours, Larbo decides to nap in a wide opening among the trees. Meanwhile, within his bowels...

"D-dang it!" Yells Jay, pushing around within the tight darkness. On the exterior, little bumps and pulsations can be seen along the beasts abdomen. Tearful with regrets, the mage casts the growth spell again. "You like my body-building juice? Here, have some more!" Saying so, the dragons nap is cut short. "...more?" Yawns Larbo, standing back up. Surging with more magic, his body slowly gains an even bigger muscle growth - however, his abdomen is a different story.

At first, the beast was flattered by the extra strength put into his body - but the potbelly changed his mind, swelling him at a rapid pace. He was getting huge. Pressing both claws atop his stomach, Larbo begged for Jay to stop. "Why am I still growing? Please, no more!" The energy build-up within made him stagger around. Unable to see his feet, the dragon swung his ballooning belly and gasps at the straining feeling. Tight with a surprising amount of weight built-up inside, the beast plops to his back and sloshes in place.

Despite all the strength the dragon was granted, it's not enough to pick himself back up. His middle was far too heavy, totally immobilizing him. PA! Like the sound of puckering lips, the beasts navel bulges out dramatically from the incredible pressure. "Ugh..." Moaning wildly, Larbo's arms and legs straightened out against his will - this wasn't magic though, for his body had begun sucking his limbs inward. Each muscle sounds like hard balls rubbing into latex, all getting simultaneously pulled in.

With each limb pulled in, Larbo's head struggles in its own deepening cave. On the exterior - only the dragons wings, tail, and belly button can be seen. Grrr... Rumbles the orb of scales, the stretch marks signifying he's close to bursting. Within, Jay floated at the center of the spacious gut. The bats magic was a good light source. Various creaks of flesh could be heard all around, even echoing throughout the acoustics of the woods. Softly, Larbo speaks. "Help m-" Unable to finish his sentence, the beast bursts spectacularly... Freeing the mage, he treks back to camp. THE END