Fenrir's magic can be chaotic, but given he enjoys most of the effects, it's not a bad thing. When he accidentally shrinks while preparing a nice dessert for his girlfriend, however, things can get a little dicey. He loves her maw, and the idea of being in her stomach excites him. When he sees her open, slobbery maw approaching, he can't help but get more frightened. The fact he tastes like cinnamon means he won't be noticed in the sweet treat, and once that cavernous maw closes, he'll have a one-way trip through his lover's digestive tract. As much as he loves the idea, he can only hope that once he's swallowed down with the delicious cake, that his black dragon heritage will allow him to survive long enough to get her attention or make the journey. Unless he submits to his basest desires and allows himself to be nothing more than protein and calories to fuel his girlfriend's evening activities, maybe add the smallest amount of padding to her lovely physique. Guess he'll see soon enough.

Nayara, for her part, is simply happy to enjoy the wonderful dessert prepared by her boyfriend, unaware of his plight, or perhaps, she noticed the extra topping, and all the extra saliva and drolling is from the idea of tasting and swallowing that extra surprise treat. ;P

Little self-indulgent writing for myself to go along with this wonderful YCH from Pipparuu since I love the concept and how the final piece came out.