Pretty YCH done by   IroSan . Kivrur is looking very handsome in IroSan's style and the colors on Acorn come out well.
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It is rare for Kivrur to encounter Canine Anthros in his territory and this one looks like it is pumpkin spiced to match the season, a delectable treat to be sure.

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Kivrur was taking a leisurely stroll, enjoying the vibrant tree colors and earthy smell of the leaf fall, when he noticed an unusual shape hiding behind one of the trees. It was the canine Acorn who had the same idea of taking a hike to appreciate the fall weather, but made the fatal mistake of forgetting his place on the food chain and that there is no relaxing for bite sized morsels. Acorn was alerted to the dragons presence early by the ground shaking footsteps so he had attempted to hide from the creature by tensing up his muscles to keep silent and still. Understandably, the canine's primal fear of a nearby huge carnivorous dragon made his body tremble. Despite Acorn's natural camouflage, the panic throughout his body made his presence known to the dragon.

A devilish grin came over Kivrur's face and he began to lick his chops in anticipation of the snack. Acorn had now figured out he had been spotted and the hungry expression on the dragon only sent him into more of a panic. It excited Kivrur to see his treat fearful of his presence and only inspired him to tease the small canine.

"You look quite scrumptious little one. It is dangerous for tidbits like you to be outside looking so appetizing."

Kivrur closed the distance between himself and Acorn, with the shadow of the chubby dragon's body now blocking out the sun. Acorn shrunk back from the dragon but before he knew it his vision was blocked out by a slimy thick red tongue which ran its way from his toes to his head. The sensation of the meaty warm tongue along his entire body left him shaken and his only response was a preyish whine. Kivrur pulled his head back from Acorn’s body feeling that he had sufficiently broken the canine's ability to reason. The canine stood motionless staring at the retreating maw. Thick globs of saliva soaked into his fur and the contrast between the warm maw and the cool air caused him to shiver. Kivrur once again licked his lips and swallowed some of the saliva with Acorn's flavor.

"You have a rich taste morsel, it would be selfish for you not to share your delightful body with me. Don't worry, you needn't stay out in the cold any longer."

Having sufficiently teased the canine, Kivrur started consuming his meal. The mighty jaws engulfed Acorn and the dragon pulled his head back to a comfortable height, leaving only the feet of Acorn visible to the outside world. Not done extracting the flavor from the canine, Kivrur began to suckle on his body. Acorn was treated to the crushing force between Kivrur's tongue and roof of his mouth. As his body was compressed, the air got knocked out of his lungs. Gasping for air, Acorn's mouth was filled with warm saliva instead of precious oxygen. The rotten meat taste left him gagging and once he recovered from the episode and took a breath of air, he instantly regretted it. The carnivorous meaty air assaulted his nose, leftovers of the beings before him.

There was myriad of attacks against his senses, the steaming hot breath, slimy tongue, foul breath, revolting saliva and now a deep rumble of delight from the dragon. Kivrur was clearly enjoying his meal, getting the lasts bits of flavor out of Acorn's fur. There was still so much taste left on Acorn but Kivrur's stomach sensed that a meal was within his jaws and let out a demanding growl. Acorn could hear loud echoes of gurgles and grumbles from the hungry beast's stomach travel up the throat like an expansive cave system.

The noises of Kivrur's gluttonous belly shook Acorn into realizing the horrific situation he was in. He was going to melt into nutrients in the expansive gut of a dragon. Finally, Acorn began to struggle with all his might against the tongue and roof of Kivrur's mouth. The struggles only serve to deposit more of his flavor onto Kivrur's tongue, causing the stomach to become even greedier for its meal. Despite wanting to continue savoring his meal, Kivrur gave into his hunger and lifted his head upwards, exposing Acorn to his last glimpse of daylight. Seizing on this opportunity, Acorn latched onto Kivrur's nose and with all his might began pulling his body upwards, with his legs assisting him. Kivrur did not try and stop the canine, only giving a small chuckle in response that only now the canine was attempting escape. Kivrur could snap his jaws around the creature whenever he wanted but he was too amused by Acorn's fruitless struggles so he let it play out.

Kivrur did not have to wait long before the grip of canine started to slip. Acorn's body was too lubricated by the saliva and his grasp on Kivrur's nose faltered causing him to tumble directly into the throat opening. Letting gravity take over, all Kivrur had to do was lightly gulp and the canine was sent along his way to his expansive gut. The throat muscles quickly pumped Acorn down to his new home. To the outside world, only a slight bulge was visible along the throat until it merged with the huge blue belly of the beast.

The sphincter to the stomach opened allowing the canine to slide into the digestive juices. Kivrur's belly announced that the food had safely arrived with a happy gurgling noise and began its work to break down the helpless creature into a nutritious slurry. Kivrur let out a satisfied sigh and licked his lips to savor the remnants of the canine. While he was still very much hungry, Kivrur could not have asked for a more delightful treat on this Autumn day.