Sweet Preserves

CW: Oral Vore, Dragon Pred, Dragon Prey, Wolf Prey, Foodplay, Mawplay, Endosoma, Teasy Pred

It’s a cool autumn afternoon in the middle of a town unknown, a crisp breeze washes through the air as the rustling of trees just beginning to lose their leaves makes them fluster through the air. It’s a quiet and mostly uneventful day for most and for one in particular it’s no different for the time being, just lying on their couch they wait in anticipation for a friend to finally make their way over. Just curious about when they’ll arrive since they never did give a particular time.

As the same breeze wafts through an empty window, a wolf shivers and lets out a light sigh. Staring at the ceiling with a blank expression on their face, just aimless and uncertain of what to do next. “It’s… been a while. I wonder when they’ll arrive.” Their name was Berkut and currently they were spending their day away just aimlessly waiting for their friend to arrive for some plans they had made for today. He knew they weren’t exactly the most reliable when it came to coming at a decent hour so the only thoughts that danced through their mind were boredom and curiosity of how long it would be. Nemurin, one of their friends had invited them out to spend the night at another friend’s house, to introduce them to him and hangout.

As the clock hanging at the right corner of the room finally ticks to show 6pm, they let out a yawn with their baggy eyes struggling to stay awake. “Mmph, I really should’ve had a nap earlier…” With a tinge of regret they say that, not having expected to wait so long exhaustion has already begun to overtake them. With it already so late they were worried that at any moment Nemurin could come and they would miss it. “But… I’m so… tired…” Even still though, they wouldn’t be able to resist its call, falling to sleep on that red velvet sofa with a WHUMP and sinking into the softness of the couch.

Their eyes drift off to sleep for only a moment till a faint ringing can be heard in the distance, it sounds almost like the faint chime of a bell to them as that overwhelming comfort they feel in their current position stops them from going after it. It’s… constant and doesn’t seem to stop, as they roll over to their size still holding tightly to the pillow cradled in their hands they let out a groan. “Mmph i’m sleeping…” Yet it still doesn’t stop, just continuing on with a ferocious tenacity that irritates them to no end. “Just what is that sound? Leave me alone…” With a grumpy voice they say that, still fast asleep until eventually one thing finally clicks in their head. *Ding!*

“Wait… is that…?” They begin to break in a cold sweat as almost immediately they jolt up from the couch and rush towards the door. Bursting it open to reveal just what they had expected, in the midst of the amber colored sky right before them lies a small dream dragon looking at them with a perplexed look. “Ack- I should’ve known I’m so sorry!” With a slight bit of flusteredness in their voice a wave of guilt washes over them like a torrent, the dragon just looking towards them rather confused about the whole ordeal.

“Huh? What are you apologizing for? It was me who took so long…” The dragon that stands before them looks away with a bit of guilt of their own, a strange light blue and violet creature with bags perpetually kept over their eyes. The entire time it was their friend Nemurin causing that ringing, having had their friend wait quite a bit due to their slothful nature a tinge of guilt could be felt in their heart. They didn’t want to keep them waiting and were quite persistent with ringing that bell because of that, not wanting to have their plans stopped because of something as small and so easily preventable as that.

“So it’s alright Berkut! It just seems now we both ended up falling asleep!” With a little chuckle and a boop to that wolf’s nose they try to lighten the mood, a small weight being lifted off Berkut’s shoulders as they let out a still quite tired sigh. “Mmph… Alright… Well it’s already late and I don’t need much to bring with me so I should be able to go now.” “Are you sure there’s nothing at all? I’m certain my friend would appreciate it if you brought games or something!” “Ah fair… Hmm… It should only be a moment.”

With those words Nemurin begins to make their way out back on the street, deciding to wait for Berkut as they duck inside their house once more and close the door momentarily to get ready. The faint sound of rummaging could be heard from inside before just as fast as they went inside, they were back out again. A bag now stuffed with various snacks for the road along with a couple of card games they found lying about in their living room that could easily be put away. “You’re ready?” With another nod from the wolf this time they begin to head their way down the quiet streets of town, the only noises they hear being the faint chatter of the scant few people in the distance and the rustling of leaves fluttering in the wind.

Despite it being late already neither of them seem surprised about the turn of events at all, not even the slightest tension or anxiety about how the either had earlier kept the other waiting. Both actually beginning to enjoy their leisurely walk with a little pep in their step along with a humm, looking forward to still continuing what they had planned a week before.

“We’re going to meet your friend right? What are they like?” Berkut breaks the peaceful silence with that question, turning their head towards them curiously as they hadn’t said anything who they were meeting up to this point. He was completely in the dark and that made him all the more excited and curious. “They’re a friend of mine who’s a huge dragon! Their name is Sammy! They’re a really sweet friend of mine in more ways than one hehe!” An amused giggle comes from Nemurin as they speak, a smile already beginning to form on their face as Berkut looks confused. “In more ways than one…? What do you mean?”

With them asking that one question they begin to let out an even bigger giggle in response, clearly amused by the whole situation as their eyes light up like stars. Staring at the wolf as they’re taken aback by the strange amount of excitement that seems to be welling up in their friend. “They’re one of a rare species…. A sweets dragon!” “A sweets dragon?” “Yeah!! They’re a PB&J dragon, I can’t believe I even get the chance to talk to them!”

Hearing such a thing made Berkut taken aback a bit, thoughts swirling through their head trying to picture such a sight before them. A living creature, a dragon nonetheless made entirely of the contents of a sandwich. His eyes filled with curiosity and wonder as Nemurin simply nodded with a chuckle, “I know right? It’s amazing! You have to see it to believe it! They’re so sweet…” “Hehe I suppose so, it definitely will be a first for me with that. Something to look forward to!”
With a little chuckle and a smile, they’d continue down the road towards an intersection. A sea of houses lying ahead of them painted a brilliant tapestry of all kinds of colors and sizes, making their way over and passing the crosswalk Berkut turns to Nemurin once more. “We should be getting close right? Where did you say they lived again?” “Hehe you’ll see~”

With those words they’d simply begin to make their way through the town with a light humm, a leisurely pace as they made their way through the houses only growing in size and growing more fancy by the second. Their destination? It was right at the end of the district where the most refined houses of the block lived, towering over them like castles with beautiful architecture that resembled royal gardens. Hedge statues and fields of flowers that felt sometimes straight out of a picture book.

As they made their way through they’d stop in front of one house in particular. A maroon colored mansion with beautiful floral architecture, garlands of verdant green along with hedge statues of what appears to be small dragons dancing the front yard. Freshly trimmed grass and a strangely giant walkway made of stone bricks.

“So this is the place?” Berkut asks, looking towards the mansion towering before them like a giant. Just everything about it inspires a sense of awe, much more so to someone like Berkut who has much experience as an explorer living in all sorts of conditions. He’s only ever seen such places and been in them as a reward for his exploits as an adventurer after all. “Yeah! It’s quite big but I suppose it makes sense for such a big guy! They have their own “hoard” as far as I know and that’s how they were able to afford this.” Nemurin would explain as they began to make their way towards the arching double doors. A small white button on the side of it to act as a doorbell of sorts, quite modern for such an old-looking place.

“Are you ready?” The dream dragon would just look their way for a response, just being given a silent nod from the wolf before they’d ring the button. A light chime echoing throughout the giant halls of the mansion, a decent distance away before a deep voice responds in a cheery tone. “Coming!”

With that giant thuds would be heard that just ever so barely shook the ground from under them, the unknown person inside scampering about as if rushing to clean anything they had forgot to before their arrival. The thuds sounding a bit distant before eventually growing much louder THOOM THOOM THOOM, soon enough the source would reveal itself as those double doors slowly opened and a head would peek through to greet them.

“Ack!” With a startled yelp Berkut would jump back, surprised by what they see before them. The giant head of a strange creature looking at them with shimmering violet eyes, strange blotches of jelly appearing to cover their ears suspended in mid-air like goo and hardened bread crust on their forehead almost like mimicking scales. He couldn’t help but lie there in silence for a moment as they looked towards them, just awestruck that what Nemurin had described earlier was actual reality. After realizing they were staring just slowly getting up with a nervous huff and dusting themselves off, “Are you alright?” That deep yet gentle voice would come once more from that dragon, a look of concern washing over them as Berkut shook his head lightly and let out a little chuckle. “I’m fine, I just have never seen a sweets dragon before! You’re actually real!”

With a bit of a flustered look on their face they turn away in embarrassment from both of them seeing him in such a state, Nemurin just letting out a giggle and hugging them soon after. “It’s fineeee! Cmon, let’s go inside!” Right after Nemurin said that Berkut would slowly get up with a grunt, a simple wave of the dragon’s head signaling for them to come on in.

Once they made their way inside two things would make Berkut’s jaw drop, the first being the unbelievably ornate atmosphere of the mansion and the second being… just how big Nemurin’s friend really was. He’d seen dragons before of all sizes, some as small or even smaller than their dream dragon friend and some that stood at the size of entire houses or even bigger. Sammy, was on the latter side as they towered over them and reached the thirty foot ceiling with ease, the reason they needed such a big place such as this becoming very clear.

Berkut was now able to see more clearly the whole form of this friend of theirs too, a giant dragon with a mix of violet and beige, wings and eyes made purely of jelly while their tail and belly was a mix of peanut butter and jam. Quite the awespiring sight as they had to force themselves to not stare for too long, trying to use a bit more of their attention on their surroundings as well. The violet gold carpet that blanketed the floor, the golden chandeliers and the ornate dark oak furniture that looked like it was made in a generation long forgotten. With such a gothic yet refined aesthetic it almost felt like he was thrown into a different world so it was quite easy to focus on that as well.

After a bit of looking at their surroundings though, Nemurin would slowly signal for Berkut to make their way towards the living room. A shockingly rather small space as couches were made matter of fact with their size in mind instead of the massive dragon that inhabited this place, not exactly minding as the two hopped on and Sammy lay behind. Their head staring at them from above with excited and curious eyes of their own.

“It’s about time I finally introduce you two! Berkut, this is Sammy. Sammy, this is Berkut!” Nemurin would say that as Berkut gave a warm smile and a wave of their own towards the giant dragon, already quite grateful for their hospitality. “It’s nice to meet you Berkut! I’ve heard a lot about you from Nem!” Sammy would give a warm smile of their own towards the two as they looked from above, eyes staring at Berkut as they said that with awe. Berkut perking up ever so slightly as they hear that they’ve been talked about too, wondering just what sort of things or stories Nemurin has told to his fellow friend and dragon.

“Oh? You’ve heard of me too? Makes me actually really curious what he told you!” With a cheery and equally intrigued voice they say that, just a little chuckle coming from the dragon as they continue. “Said you were quite the sweet person, someone he looks up to because of how dependable and strong you are! It isn’t everyday you meet a brave adventurer after all. He said you’d probably enjoy a lot of the games me and Nem play from time to time as a way to unwind! That’s why he brought you over this time I believe!”

Turning to Nemurin for affirmation they’d simply nod with a big smile, that wolf being a bit flattered by the praise as they blushed ever so slightly from it all. “Aww, well I suppose I try my best. My work is hard but I’m more than capable, I can’t stray away from danger after all!” With a pat to their chest they’d say that as if to say “you can count on me”, Nemurin chuckling as they’d continue. “Well I think your best is great! Sammy, we’ve been through sooo many adventures together you wouldn’t believe! Berkut is like a knight in shining armor, a… light in the dark!” Those words of praise would continue to make that dragon look at that wolf with awe, such high praise from one of their friends could only make one excited at what they were capable of!.

“Well that’s quite sweet hehe, it’s only fair I treat such an honored guest with respect! I’ll be right back with some sweets for the two of you, my treat!” With that Sammy would begin to exit the room and towards their actually quite massive kitchen, disappearing a decent distance away as a faint humm could be heard with them beginning to prepare something that neither would be able to see. Only the faint smell of berries wafting through the room gave them a clue as to what they could be making.

“So… what do you think Berkut? Isn’t he the sweetest!” Nemurin would ask that with stars in their eyes, turning their attention once more to the wolf while excitedly waiting for their response. Berkut simply nodding their head with a little chuckle, “Yeah they seem sweet, haven’t talked to them too much but they seem like a nice enough person!” Both of their spirits seemed high as the two of them simply began to chat about small meaningless things, just waiting for Sammy to come back.

…

As for what Sammy was doing? They were in the kitchen preparing a sandwich for themselves, making some jam from scratch with various berries from their fridge. In a way it was a bit ironic that the dragon made of jam and peanut butter was making a sandwich made exactly of those contents, taking their sweet time with an idle humm as they smeared the contents on with a giant butter knife. A kettle going off like a train horn on their stove as they had decided to prepare some tea for their friends while they were at it as well.

They had planned to bring a sandwich for themselves along with tea and some already set out pastries for their two friends. A slice of black forest cake for Berkut and a classic lemon and blueberry cheesecake they always get for Nemurin. It would take a bit longer than expected due to the tea but they wouldn’t mind in the slightest a big smile on their face once they were done.

“I’m back!!!” Sammy would call as they came back in the living room, carrying a couple small plates with their tail and resting them on the small table for their guests. Those pastries laid out along with two cups of tea, in their hands a plate with a sandwich they’d lay down on the ground next to them for only them to see. Nemurin and Berkut perking up as they’d both wave towards the giant dragon with a warm smile, a wave from Nemurin signaling for them to join the conversation.

“Mm… My favorite! Heh and you got one i’m sure Berkut would love as well thanks! Now that you’re here… Tell Berkut about yourself, Sammy!” Nemurin would say towards Sammy, a little giggle as the wolf would eagerly nod back towards them as well. “Oh alright I suppose there’s no reason not to, I was summoned to be the companion of a great wizard before after a few adventures they set me free. Some things happened and eventually I met Nem, soon enough… I made my way here!” The dragon would explain with a smile as Berkut listened intently, a bit curious about what type of person the wizard was to make such a creature but not wishing to pry any more than that.

“Well it doesn’t matter much now, I’d rather worry about the present and tend to the cuties in front of me instead of worry about the past!” With a little chuckle they’d give a big slurp to Nemurin, the little dream dragon letting out a little yelp as they were suddenly covered in a light layer of jam. “Meep! L-love you too Sammy heh.” With a shy squeak they’d respond before the giant dragon just let out a little giggle in response. Soon letting the two have some time to eat the treats and tea he just brought.

…

Just chatting about small things and slowly getting to know one another Berkut and Sammy would get along quite well, talking about all sorts of things they’d come across on their own individual travels and all the feats they performed during those times. All while over sweets that the two enjoyed quite greatly, they all wouldn’t have had it any other way. The night would slowly begin to creep in as the amber painted sky soon began to make way for a pitch black canvas filled with dazzling stars. The sounds of grasshoppers filling the air as the three would only realize till later how long they had truly been talking.

“Ah! Seems I lost track of time a bit, not that it’s a bad thing though heh. It’s always nice being with cuties like you!” Sammy would say that in a cheery voice as they looked out one of the door-shaped windows, seeing that dark tapestry and letting out a sigh. “It made me almost forget about some of the games that I said we were going to do!” Those words from the sweets dragon make them perk up, remembering Nemurin’s words earlier about such a thing.

“Ah that’s fine, we can still play them now if you like. If you don’t mind I don’t mind staying the night to tell you more about my adventures!” With a radiant smile they say that towards the giant dragon, them not able to help but blush and let out a little “awww” in response. “Well then that’s great! I know an ESPECIALLY great one if you’re going to stay the night hehe~ It’s one me and Nem do all the time!” They’d say that with a bit of a laugh but strangely as they say that Nemurin begins to blush, looking away ever so slightly with a little chuckle of their own.

“H-heh I suppose that would be fun! We should show Berkut yeah! I’m sure they’d love it!” Without even saying specifically what the game was Nemurin seems to already know exactly what they’re talking about, their tone of voice growing more upbeat by the second as if they’re looking forward to what the bigger dragon has in store. “What’s the game! I wanna play!” The cheery atmosphere was contagious and Berkut couldn’t help but feel quite excited for what they had planned as well, looking towards the dragon with a big grin.

“It’s called “Dragon’s Hoard!”I'll set it up right here!” As Sammy says those words, what transpires next confuses Berkut. They slowly take out the giant PB&J that they had hidden earlier and place it in front of the table, big enough to cover the entire thing as the sandwich’s size was much larger than both Berkut and Nemurin combined. Quite the reminder of the difference in size between Sammy and the two, to say they were like a mammoth compared to them would be an understatement.

Though for what confused Berkut would be something else, reaching out a hand to grab Nemurin they’d let out a squeak and be tucked within the confines of that sandwich. Nice and snug between two loaves of bread that felt like pillows along with smushed deep by the contents of that jam and peanut butter that bogged down their form as seeped into their fur. That dream dragon and sweets dragon acted like it was the most normal thing in the world as Berkut lay their with widened eyes from shock, unmoving as they didn’t really know how to feel about what was going on.

“Ooooo… Nice and cozy, just how I like it…” Nemurin would coo as they wiggled slightly in the depths of that sandwich, Sammy just letting out a chuckle as their hand reached out for Berkut. “W-wah!! What are you planning!” Berkut would resist however, slowly backing up as a bead of sweat began to trickle down the side of their face. Confusion and worry beginning to wash over them as they didn’t know at all what that dragon was planning nor wanted to find out. “Oh come on~ Someone as adorable as you deserves a break~”

However, that resistance would be completely futile, only dodging that hand the first time Sammy would effortlessly grab them the second time with just a chuckle. Their grasp firm and overwhelmingly tight to stop them from resisting, despite that demeanor they knew he would try to escape right now. “It’ll be okkkk, trust me you shouldn’t knock something before you try it~” With those teasing words a thick tongue would begin to lather across their face, smushing them in a thick layer of jam and causing them to shudder from the strange slimy sensation. Their head drenched in jam as they’d let out a whine and shake it soon after to try and get off as much of it to no avail.

“Aww you’ll come around, don’t worry~” “W-wait no-!” In that space of just shaking their head they’d make their first mistake, not able to react fast enough as they were promptly pressed between those two loaves of bread in an instant and smushed snug within alongside the dream dragon who was right next to them. That thick layer of jam and peanut butter felt like glue as it forced them to stay in place, keeping their arms to their side like a bug caught in a tar trap.

“Come on Berkut! It’ll be fine! Don’t worry so much, Sammy is a good dragon!” Nemurin would try to say those words to comfort their panicked friend, slightly calming them down but not able to stop them from shaking. “W-what’s he going to do?” Berkut would ask in a nervous voice, still trying to wiggle about in there for more room but to no avail as all it would do is make them grow even more tired and stuck.

“Take you back home of course~” Sammy would chime in to respond with a bit of a chuckle, slowly lifting the sandwich as the two felt their world shift upwards and a firm squeeze from both sides of the bread smushing them further inside. “M-mmph what do they mean by that Nem..?” The wolf would still try to play dumb but as he sees Nemurin look out in awe towards the sight before them they can no longer be in denial of the situation at hand.

That dream dragon was looking out towards a slimy violet abyss before them, the maw of that dragon lying agape as bits of jams were caked on all corners and dripped almost like thick droplets of water in a cavern. Hot breath washed over them like steam as the two shuddered from the sensation, to one of them a more pleasant shiver and the other in aversion. That tongue splayed out like a carpet for a distinguished guest and that gullet in that back opened wide as if in anticipation. Berkut couldn’t help but just let out a weak whine as he saw the scene before them, that impending warmth making their way first towards their friend who was in front of them.

He wouldn’t be able to do anything to stop them, that maw slowly approaching before a single chomp makes his friend disappear like a magic trick along with a large chunk of the sandwich. Nemurin disappearing into that maw as that plush warmth washed over him from all sides, malleable flesh smushing into them as that dream dragon was swished to the sides of that gooey cavern like a mere candy. Their form growing bogged by the second with that thick almost glue-like jam keeping them in place, stopping them from struggling but still strangely feeling like a nice heavy blanket.

Nemurin couldn’t do anything to resist but it didn’t seem like they really wanted to, as Sammy let out light murrs from the pleasant flavors he was experiencing the faint happy purrs of that dream dragon could be heard as well. “Is he… purring?” Berkut would say quietly just barely loud enough for Sammy to hear, a smirk growing on their face as they silently nodded. Just taking their time for a couple minutes to knead deep into their little friend’s form, a full-body massage that just kept on giving.

It was heavenly for both parties involved, that delightful flavor explosion that Sammy was experiencing from both Nemurin and the sandwich’s combined flavors was a feeling like no other. It was also quite pleasant for Nemurin to be assaulted by that tongue in a constant barrage of loving squishes, not even able to hear anything from the outside world amidst that cacophony of greedy slurps and murrs that echoed around them.

Just soaked in that jam as eventually Sammy would snicker, a smug grin on their face as they tilted their head up. Nemurin slowly free-falling towards that slimy gullet with the aid of gravity, with a single gllmph~ they’d begin to disappear. Nothing more than a small bulge tracked by that single free hand of the dragon, slowly descending into the depths. Berkut couldn’t help but look on in shock, eyes wide at the events unfolding before them. Completely silent as those teasing eyes of the dragon were set on them the entire time as if to show them what would happen to them next.

Soon enough that bulge would disappear and settle in that belly as if it never existed to begin with, just a little chuckle as Sammy turns their head once more towards Berkut. “Nem has always been a great friend of mine, friends always do make the best food~ I’m sure as a fellow friend you’re just as great~” They say those words as whispers close to their ear, making that wolf shudder as he tries to escape once more but to no avail. How could he, he was practically glued in place.

“Y-you can’t be serious…! You… You can’t-” Before they can continue to try and plead with Sammy they just silence them with a loud “shhhh~”, making them stop in their tracks before they chuckle once more. “Don’t knock it till you try it~”

Right after they say those words that impending abyss begins to yawn over them too. Hot breath brushing past them like a hurricane, violet flesh covered in thick jam and that gullet lying agape as if waiting for its next meal. It was enough to make even the brave Berkut cower in fear, just turning their head as best as they could to try and look away from the sight before them. Slowly but surely coming towards them as they knew at this point it was inevitable, there was nothing he could do

…

With a giant chomp Berkut exits the outside world and into Sammy’s world, that fleshy cavern smushing deep into them as that heat becomes even stronger with them being forced into that entrance. Those jaws snapping behind them as they’re sealed in darkness with a large chunk of the sandwich to boot. Unable to move much at all as they’re forced to endure the same fate Nemurin did, smushed deep into those walls and that slick slimy tongue washing their entire body in a thick coat of even more jam. It… felt strangely a lot better than they thought, those walls were strangely soft with that gooey touch and almost comfortable along with that heat that felt almost akin to a sauna.

It was like a nice incredibly deep massage for their entire body, despite the humiliation it felt actually quite good to be nestled in such a warm squishy place. As that tongue washes over their form they realize that the source of that unbearable beat isn’t because of their surroundings but from their own face, “Am I… blushing?” They couldn’t help but look on in shock from that realization, staring down that gaping abyss as they were smushed to one side of the mouth with the rest of the sandwich.

That warmth makes them let out a meek whine, just pressed deep within those still somehow solid loaves as the alien yet comforting feeling makes their heart race. “Hmmm? Not even going to fight back~?” Those teasing words from that dragon echo throughout as they realize they haven’t even been doing so much as a wiggle inside of that place, just struggling to keep up with their surroundings along with their own feelings they forgot to even try to get out of the situation. “I’m no-” Before they could even explain themselves though Sammy had already come to their own conclusion, “So you DO like it! Told you you’d come around!”

With those words from that dragon those movements would grow even stronger, forcibly smushed to the sides of that mouth along with roof as they went splat alongside that sandwich. For how long they’d be at that? No one could tell for sure but for Berkut it would feel like an eternity trapped within that flesh, just tasted and tossed like nothing more than a mere meal. He could say for sure that it didn't take this long when it came to Nemurin, taking even more time to savor them as those walls vibrated around them with a pleased murr reverberating from Sammy.

Shlrp~ Sllrk~ Shllp~ It’s all Berkut would hear for quite a while but eventually even that time would have to end. At that point the wolf’s heart had gotten the better of them and all stimulation had overwhelmed them so much it put them in a daze, unable to really even respond to anything else Sammy would tease or remark on. Just weak little whines as Sammy decided it was finally time to bring that wolf where they belonged.

“You were a lot more fun than I expected… I’ll keep that in mind~” With those words and a little chuckle they’d open their maw once more and tilt their head up, giving Berkut one last look at the outside world framed behind those jaws. “H-huh? What’s going on-” It would give Berkut just enough time to come to his senses as to what was going on but not enough time to react. Slowly descending into darkness as eventually with a single nudge of that tongue and a strong glrmph~, they’d make their way down.

“W-w-wah!!!” They’d yelp as their form was slowly dragged down the slimy passage of that gullet, smushed deep as their form finally was broken free from that sandwich that had become too soggy to keep them in place. It was a moment of reprieve quickly broken by those tight throat walls smothering them from all over, possessive tight squeeze that dragged them deeper. Undulating walls and a small bulge that was guided downwards by the motions of peristalsis. They’d be tracked as well, just slowly descending downwards as they heard those cries of that stomach grow louder. Gwwwrrrrggg~ Gwooooaarrrppp~

They were calling for him and he knew it, his face still just as bright red as before as he was still quite in denial of his true feelings on the matter. “No… I couldn’t possibly…”

…

That stomach wouldn’t wait for him to come to terms with that fact though because before he knew it he’d disappear into that gut alongside Nemurin, pooling inside to the soft squishy sack with that dream dragon coming to greet them from atop that piece of the sandwich they were trapped within earlier.

“Oh there you are! Was quite fun wasn’t it!” They’d say that in their usual cheery voice as if nothing had happened, a loud gwwwwrrrnnn~ reverbrating around them as Nemurin couldn’t help but chuckle. “Hehe seems Sammy’s happy~ Can tell you’re enjoying it a lot more than you’re letting on too!” With those words they’d simply boop that wolf’s nose, a big smile on their face as they looked towards their friend’s still quite deep cherry blush.

Berkut would just look at their new strange surroundings for a moment before averting their gaze from Nemurin once more, still quite flushed. A fleshy violet cavern with caked walls of jam, pools of stomach juices at the bottom seeming to be made of peanut butter and jam along with the humid air that felt like a suspiciously cozy hot tub. Those walls constantly shifted and rippled across their form for a constant all consuming massage, once in here Berkut couldn’t deny where he was and what he was any longer.

“It’s… weird…” Is all they’d be able to say quietly to themselves before they were promptly tackle hugged by their friend. “But it’s not bad riiiight?” Nemurin’s face would begin to slowly grow into quite the giant smile, not even the slightest bit of judgment in their voice as it was matter of fact filled with quite the air of excitement. “I… suppose so, it’s a strange feeling though to say the least. Are you sure it’s safe?”

With that little question those walls around them would begin to rumble with a ferocity almost akin to an earthquake, shaking violently as those walls began to compress around them in an instant. Tightening the space and smothering the two tight within that gut, a groan as Berkut would become nervous once more and fearful of what was to come. “W-what’s going on?!” Nemurin still wouldn’t seem phased in the slightest, just letting out a little chuckle as they looked up and waited for the inevitable…

“Hwwooouuurrraaaapppp~!”

A thunderous belch echoes throughout that stomach chamber, ringing through their ears almost deafening. “Ah… that was GREAT. To answer your question too cutie, yes it’s perfectly safe~” With that they’d hear Sammy’s voice echo throughout to answer their question, those walls slowly beginning to go back to normal as they decompress and soften around the sack.

Berkut can’t help but let out a little whine and realize that despite that uncomfortable sensation it made them blush even brighter the entire time, “That’s good… Am I… enjoying this?” That wolf wouldn’t realize they said that out loud as quite the big laugh could be heard from outside those confines from Sammy, just letting out a little yelp as they put their hands over their mouth to try and take those words back. “Of course you are! I have a little eye for these sorts of things, a sneaking suspicion… you wouldn’t mind this at all~”

“Don’t worry so much Berkut it’s ok! I wouldn’t do this with you if I didn’t trust Sammy! They’re great and wouldn’t dare lay a finger on us!” Nemurin says that to try and soothe Berkut and it does somewhat help a bit, just hearing those words from a friend makes them exhale a deep sigh of relief. A weight lifted off their shoulders before another deep groan sounds from around them. Gwrrrooorrrkkk~

“W-what no- ack!” Before Berkut could say anything else in response a shadow begins to hang overhead before dropping on Berkut with the weight of a boulder. The rest of that giant sandwich from before coming to join them as Nemurin lets out a little chuckle. “Heh you get used to it!” Soon helping their friend out from under that giant sandwich, Berkut dusts himself off and shakes off some of the excess jam that was drenching their form. Not able to get much off though but still it did make them feel better.

“It’s going to be a long night huh?” Berkut would simply say to which Nemurin would nod and hug them with a smile. “But with a friend it’s all worth it!” With that the two would begin to spend the rest of the night in their new friend’s belly, trapped in that snug chamber a friendship would begin to blossom between that wolf and Sammy. Although through quite strange circumstances, Berkut could say to himself… “But it’ll be a good night.”



This is a late posting of this but this is a commission I did for my friend  Shadowdust, more silly stuffs coming soon since I have many plans!