The information on the bounty was all wrong. The pair both expected a dragoness on a normal lair and
not an underground castle built atop that mountain… And they certainly weren’t expecting an alchemist
of all things. Thus the hopes of claiming another easy bounty on yet another evil dragon quickly faded
away, just as the smoke of that weird alchemical potion on the tiled rock floor, dazzled were the duo,
the world spinning around them, only briefly seeing those shiny blue eyes as bright as a lamp, the last
thing they would see before of all the GUUURRLP’ing and SLUUURRRP’ing noises that would echo
within the lair.

Vaeros was the first swallowed, the plump anthro dragoness that quickly revealed the plan to claim the
bounty on the Green. Oh Vaeros if you weren’t so over-confident… She really thought they would be
the one with a gigantic and overstuffed belly, turning that other creature into yet more weight and
curves, another one on her score… Due to not being used to their prey using tricks, they would find
themselves already curling up on that feral draconic stomach after recovering their senses. Instead of
the light of the escape of that fleshy prison, they would see the face of their partner in crime. Ingeir.
ing them. The second to be swallowed, the feral dragon companion, his tail being slurped like a big
noodle by the smaller, horse-sized Green dragoness, using their modified body to hold down both the
predatory anthro as well as a bigger feral dragon.

Left atop their gigantic belly, still consuming the tail of Ingeir… her hind-legs do not even reach the
floor while her dexterous paws keep that wriggling tail in check, their gluttony fueled by their desire to
bring these two slayers to justice. Bounty hunters should learn to distinguish a village raider brute from
a regal and smart alchemist… And this was the only way to teach them a lesson that they would not
forget. Sending them to the personal dungeon of the ‘Ness.

SLUUUURRRRRRP-GUUUURRLP!!

That tail finally fully consumed, a gigantic round bulge descends through the long neck of Vatzuli,
sloooowly reaching their stomach as it now contains the entirety of both hunters. She lets out a sigh that
lasted almost as long as the consumption of their meals. A blissful and echoing “MrwAaaaahhhmm~…”
Delightful sounds from the satisfied dragoness, yet given that now she was ‘alone’ in her lair,
she could indulge without the regrets of unlady-like behavior…
For a round bulge quickly ascended through her throat and into her maw,
reaching the apex of her post-swallowing pleasures.

Aa-BUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRUuuuurrrrppppp…

That belch echoed in the lair and even made some undulations on her belly, a perfect interruption to
that sigh.

Speaking of said belly, the bulge of the two occupants seen from outside, the Green leans with their
neck, biting their lower lips as they can see how her preys wriggle and struggle, trying to move out of
that forced and cramped up position they were in. Horns, claws and paws poking outwards, not
damaging her trained insides at all, if ever, only increasing her hedonistic pleasures of live
consumption. Feminine angry muffled roars heard from within the belly, the ear fins of the dragoness
only twitching at them, trying their best to understand what Vaeros was saying: “Rrrrraawwgghh!!
MmmMMhhhRaaawgghhh!!??”. Contrasted to such high volume and energetic sounds, softer and
somewhat confused “Mmhhrm?! Hhhrrm!!”, clearly the voice of Ingeir.

Vatzuli had no need to know what the two are up to. It was clear for her that the predatory anthro was
quite upset at their quadrupedal companion, likely blaming all the fault of falling prey to the alchemist.
While Ingeir was in complete disbelief on how such a small, lithe and fragile looking dragoness
managed not only to stun them both but also devour them at lighting speeds. All that Vatzuli needed
was that delightful feeling of their struggles and natural wriggling motions, that muffled speech that
only added chaos to the inside of her stomach. The dynamic duo of hunters wasting precious time, an
impossible escape being harder and harder as time goes on…

“What’s the matter hunters?” the regal voice of Vatzuli, finally acknowledging the presence of their
prey, only to tease and taunt them: “Can’t yet handle the fact that I swallowed you both? A petite
scientist like me… Oh so innocent and weak: -Just a nerd-…” She attempts at mimicking the voice of
one of their prey to further pour some salt in the wound “An easy target you thought… -It is two versus
one-. Huntress and hunter… Tsk tsk tsk… You two not only were after the wrong mark but you also
were against the wroooooonnnngggg dragoness to pick upon…” Her front hands, rubbing her upper
belly, feeling the curves of the outlines, mainly the tail and rear of Ingeir as she speaks, in the meantime
her dexterous and snake-like tail doing the same on the other end, rubbing, squeezing, curling up on the
outlines of her lower belly. Touching the curves of Vaeros: “I do not like when people come
unannounced, interrupting my research… That is a punishment of its own… Yet coming here, taunting
me. Declaring that I would be slain. And most importantly… Underestimating me… Mmhrrm… That
deserves only one kind of punishment. One that I will enjoy~”

As soon as she finished her short mischievous monologue, the couple of slayers knew what was to
come… Prey gets swallowed, prey gets digested… They have to get out before

GUUuuuuUUUrrrGGGgggGGggGGlllleEEeeeEeeRrrrggglll~

Time was, clearly running out given that loud gurgle, it echoes in the lair, sending ripples through the
entire body of the Green. It was not time to put on blame on whom messed up… Heck, not even time to
make up a plan of escape! If-

GlloOOoorrrggguurrglglllrrooop!

“If you wanted to devour me… Then it is only fair for me to have done this… I sentence you two to
becoming fat on my body! Not just like normal food oh no… Ooooh nooooo… You’re kin. Two proud
dragons… Having that end fate for you two would be unjust… The only way to properly humble these
two is to have you there… As part of me… Fully aware of your fate after I am done absorbing your
nutrients… Only allowed to be let free after I work off the dough that you add to my body~” Between
every word spoken, the maw of Vatzuli leaks steam, just showing how -hot- it was getting, her entire
body a furnace that was in full overdrive to deliver justice. She was enjoying this too much that she was
not considering the consequences of how fat she would end after digesting a predatory anthro and a
bigger dragon that her… Two very calorie intensive meals that would require more than just a weight-loss potion.
But that was a problem for the Vatzuli of the future.

In the meantime Vaeros was doing her best to escape, her tail and legs struggling to move from her
current position, hands trying to use the horns of Ingeir as handlebars to push him off her, attempting to
move towards the direction that they both come off… If she manages to escape she is confident that she
could take down the gorged Green, get their friend out of them and then turn the tables!

Guuugggggrrrrlllggggs-Sllooosssrrhhggggglllrrsmsmmm

Ingeir sadly is too big to properly move, grunting as they try to do what Vaeros tells them to do… It’s
sooo cramped here, and despite the temperatures rising, this alchemy enchanted stomach begins to
charm the bigger dragon, the feelings of urgency starting to diminish. It was just like a pleasant
sauna… A very hot bubbly bath… So close to Vaeros… So close to her… To become just fat… Such a
humiliating feeling for a majestic dragon like him yet… To become -one- with Vaeros too… To
become -one- with Vatzuli… Speaking of Vatzuli, all these struggles, movements and noises only make
her pant and moan. Further adding to the mixed and confused feelings of Ingeir, for the of a
dragoness in pleasure can only tell him that he is doing a good job…

Was he doing a good job? They must get out, yes… Digesting and becoming fat is not a fate fit for a
dragon yet… If it is wrong… Why does it feel… Sooooo right?

“Mmhhrrm!?!? RrwrwrrrwhMM!?!?! Mmmrrrwwaaahhhgggrrmm!?!?”

GuuuRRGgggllleeee… Sloororssggghh… Gooorrrggglleleee…

Vaeros trying her best to bring back Ingeir to their senses, without his cooperation and mutual struggles
she cannot move at all! She is stuck… All of her movements are in vain, only adding more -Ah’s- and -
Oh’s- and -Ooohbuuurrrp’s- to the predator, Vatzuli already blushing ever so slightly from the
pleasures of true gluttony, so overfilled and overstuffed… Filled with two beings that were more
powerful than her. A victory that she claimed thanks to her smarts and alchemy… Vaeros was now fully
aware to this due to her struggle forcing these noises from the victorious dragoness… The couple of
bounty hunters was clearly defeated… She was embarrassed that all of those attempts at escape were
nothing but gratification to the predator. Her kicks, movements, struggles… Not even producing the
slightest of indigestion, that consolation price of her taken away… Vatzuli was enjoying them… And
now without energies and the help of Ingeir, she can only accept their fate.

SlooOrrrssshhgggh… Bloooorrrps… Slluuusrrrhhh… Gllluuurrrrrpp…

How did Ingeir felt that way? How could he? To just ‘give up’ in this situation, yes… That dragoness
was stretchy yet they clearly had a shot… Why he suddenly felt like -at home-… Convinced to just curl
up in this stomach and let it all happen, even enjoy it… It is not like Vatzuli was grooming such ideas
into him. She clearly was too busy panting, belching and moaning to instill such behavior into their
companion… Such behavior of compliance… Of slowing down and curling up… So hot… Her hands
starting to move away from the horns of Ingeir, embracing him in a hug… So close to him… Comfy
even, a cramped bed to rest with her close friend. That ever faithful dragon that was always on her side
on sooo many adventures. So many triumphs together… Why not just… Relax and enjoy a bitter-sweet
defeat with them, -together as one-

“UuuuuUuuuRrrrpphhm… Mmmhhm… Those struggles started to turn into wriggling and pleasant
vibrations mhhm… I think my stomach is doing wonders in convincing you two of your future roles.
Demoted from adventurers into Green-padding~”

At that moment Vaeros realizes she has fallen prey as well into the charm of that belly, the sensory
overload of sensations, it got her too: “Careful! If you two fall asleep, you might wake up as pounds.”
The never-ending teases of the alchemist were true… At any moment that will happen, ing out
would mean that their sentence would be carried away… This was the price to pay for invading and
targeting the wrong bounty…

SLLlooOOSossssrhrhrhrgggll… SssSlluuURrsrrsrsrrshhhhh… SppLloorrssshhHHhh!

The noises are deafening, both Ingeir and Vaeros can feel rocking motions, undulations that were
squishing them and releasing them… Squishing and releasing… From their part the duo can only grunt
and pant with every of these moves, the Green dragoness in pure indulgence, they are humping their
belly…

Sllllrrrsssshhhh… Press in… SSShhlroooosssrhhhh… Release… SssSSLSllSSrrrrsSRrkkkkhhhh…

Press in… Gwwwrroooorrbbblleeee… Release…

“Mmrwarrrhh… hurrf… Rawawrrrhm!! Hurrffm…” The maw of Vatzuli leaking absurd amounts of
steam with every pant and moan, in the meantime the muffled ‘Mmhrrm’ of the prey are barely audible by
now…

GgggggwwoorrbbbblleeeeeEEeebbbbgggrrraooorrnnggmmh…

Both Vaeros and Ingeir out, the heat of the belly, the motions, the powerful squishes and clenches,
too much for their bodies and minds… Vatzuli can feel now how her belly, from having struggles or
even wriggles, goes all still…
“Mmhhhhmm~… I guess the stomach of this ‘small snack’ was too much for you two~” she teases,
reminding what Vaeros told her when they both met for the first time… The long tail of the dragoness
aim’s for Vaeros bulge, giving her own belly a playful slap!

BLLRRRP!?!

Heavy ripping motions travel trough the impact area of that tail, creating quick waves on that belly,
sending it into overdrive… The dragoness triggering one of her latest experiments without realizing! A
surprised expression seen on her face as she can feel something traveling from her belly, upwards, a big
bulge on her neck and then on her cheeks… Forcing her maw open, and instead of a moan, a long:

BUUUUUUAAAARRRUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRPPPPPPPRRUUURRP

The outlines on her belly, the bulges of her prey, disappearing as that belch goes by…

-UUUUUUuuUUURuruUUuuUuurrRUuuuRUUruuuURUuuupppRrrpp

Her belly all round, ripping as it shrinks and shrinks…

-UuuuuuuuUuuuurrrppphhhssslllk-AaaaAaHhmmm

Both the skull of Ingeir and Vaeros fall unto the tiled cave floor, with loud Cling’s, two trophies that
shall be added to the hoard of the Green after clean-up

“Pppphheeeww!!… That was a big one! Hopefully it was not heard outside of my lair and on the
forest… Rwarhm… Soooo gooood… Rawrhg… All gone… Now… It’s just… Waiting game to process
all of this soup… Hurrff…”

She lays there, still atop that belly that kept her immobilized despite shrinking, it contains only liquids
now, it feels like a gigantic water bed… SlllOOOoSsshshhhing and waving with the smallest of
movements…

Her enhanced digestive system begins to work now on storing all of those nutrients unto her… First
replenishing her energies and fueling her inner flame… But just after some minutes, it already needed to
be moved unto the body of the dragoness, to move their prisoners into their cells…

GllluuUUttt-BllluuuUUrrrp… GlloOOOrorrrpp… GllluuuT…

Those four noises heard in asynchronous intervals as that stomach clenches…

GLUT-BLURP-GLORP-GLUT!

Vatzuli looks unto the ceiling with her eyes half close, her belly finally shrinking and shrinking,
constantly and steadily…

“Ooohh… Buurrrpp… Aahhh… BllOoorrrpp!”

Added to the melodies of digestion, loud wobbles… a constant stretching sound after every wobble…
The fat…

“Ooohh… No… How much calories were you two?” Is now being… Stored… “Gggrrrhhm… You two
cannot possibly be this…” Yes… Eating two persons bigger than you is quite… Fattening…

WOOORRMRMLRRRP!

The agile and lithe body of Vatzuli gaining kilogram after kilogram with every ing minute, nothing
she can do for now, not even her complains will save them for the consequences she did not prepare
for:

Her tail and rear, the things that she can see at first glance, the first victims of her lean figure being
destroyed… Belly shrinking as her butt balloons up, the two twin orbs… The size of two small
melons… The size of two watermelons…
“Gwaarhh!!… Uufff… No F-Uuurrrprpppiinggg… Way!”

Gluuuutt… Glorrrpp… WooorrrBBllllEeerrllpp…

Of two beach-balls, a heavy rear that would give her trouble moving through the door-less ages of
her lair, the cheeks touching each-other if it wasn't for her tail in between… And speaking of that tail…
A wave of lard is sent every-time that belly shrinks…
That agile snake… That dexterous limb that acted almost as another hand… THUMPING loudly unto
the ground, padding after padding added to it, it turned from a noodle into a sausage, even with all of
her might, Vatzuli can barely lift it from the ground just from how faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat it was!
She was a very light weight dragoness, now she was easily multiplying her previous weight by five, six
or even seven times more! It was hard to tell without a scale to measure, a weight-scale that would
likely break…
Some of her neck, arms and legs gain some fat too, finally… With a small:

Gloorp~!

That belly finally stopped shrinking… Revealing the unseen victim of the weight-gain, mainly that
stomach! She couldn't see how fat it got due to how full it was… But now once it is flat and empty, she
can see…

She's… Obese and massive!! The pudge almost reaches the floor, easily dragging if she steps
incorrectly, one of her claws feel unto that belly, feeling the density of it… Folds after fold after fold of
adipose tissue… Uggh!! Her beauty… Turned into this sluggish and heavy form, every step could make
some cracks on the tiled floor, so loud that they would echo in her lair

“Huurrrfhfmm… This… I did not expected this much from you two… Grrrggggmm… I look like a
darn land-whalEeeuuuurrrp… I am closing my store and hibernating until your sentence comes to an
end!” Her annoyed voice, awakens two… Ingeir and Vaeros… Their souls and essence still intact, but
their new form… The fat that was angering the poor Green dragoness so much…
Vaeros, whose conciseness was located on the stomach of the Green dragoness, a fitting tale for a
glutton, ending up as belly-padding, feeling like an echo through her form every noise of the belly of
the dragoness, as well as feeling every wobbling motion if she would step or otherwise move, or squish
those folds on that generous belly…

On the other hand Ingeir, the assistant of such predatory anthro, ending up as the rear of the Green
dragoness, an ironic fate for a male that was found by their partner staring at that place… The
sensations of being on an ocean of dense water, deafening waves with every step of the alchemist…
“Two dragons humbled. Hope this timeout as F A T can teach you two a lesson… Do not hunt bounties
of your fellow kin and most importantly… CHECK on whom is the right target… Grrrggm…” Despite
being victorious, the dragoness was not feeling that happy with how things turned out, blushing as she
struggles to just move her legs… All of her mass creating a loud WWHOOOOMP-STOMP sound with
every step…

“You will reform once… I burn all of this fat…” Her movements slow, aiming to reach her nest
chambers and likely rest, exhausted… This was going to be a slooooooooow waddle, one that would
keep Ingeir and Vaeros quite awake and aware of their fate…
If Vatzuli manages to squeeze out of being stuck on a age. And to flop on that nest without
obliterating it. Then she would claim this day as a victorious day…
Now just… Wait it all out with hibernation… Or perhaps… Maybe try to make a weight-loss potion…
Getting up was hard… Her life these months likely following a lifestyle of a
lazy obese-dragoness following a diet, with some alchemical cheats here and there…