You're walking through the woods when a large shadow passes over you. looking above you watch as a large dragon flies past, landing in the clearing ahead. You smile to yourself as you start to track the beast. Creeping through the underbrush you unfasten the rifle around your shoulder and take aim. Before pulling the trigger.

A dart flies from the barrel, striking the dragon right on the rump as it lets out a loud roar. Turning towards your direction it scans the tree line looking for the source of its pain. Though before it can spot you a loud gurgle pierces the forest ambience as the dragon glances down towards its belly. Which is now hanging noticeably lower. It turns to run crashing through the forest.

Not eager to give up your prey you give chase. Following the path of destruction and the sound of the growing pants of the swelling dragon. You catch up to the beast as it struggles to catch it's breath. it's belly much lower now. The sound of flowing liquid audible as the dragon's belly continues to swell. Its belly starting to let out loud gurgles as it struggles to process the liquid being pumped into it.

The dragon's hide creaking as stretchmarks appear around the base of it's belly. Too tired and heavy to continue running the dragon falls onto the ground shaking the forest floor. Emerging from your hiding spot you walk up to the immobilized dragon and give its belly a firm slap. Watching as his fat body wobbles. You smirk to yourself, this specimen is sure to go for a pretty price.