Something I speed typed in like an hour after chatting with a friend.

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Digital Gumbo

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At night on the streets of Fur City, a lone Exveemon walked out of one of the local gyms with a large grin on his muzzle as gave the place one last glance in to show mostly everyone in the sparring ring laid out in pain after going a round with him.

"Next time any of you feel like you're even close to my greatness, let me know and maybe...I'll come around and prove you wrong," he gloated as he slammed the door shut and walked down the empty streets.

As he made his way he made sure to show off in every store and restaurant window that was still open, to show those how inferior they were to him.

Stopping at one café, the digimon began to pose for a group of ladies who were trying their best to ignore him but what both the girls and the draco didn't see was the man hole covering sliding open behind Exveemon.

Right as he was about to strike another pose two powerful green scaled arms wrapped the dragon in a bear hug and pulled him close to their owner.

"Mmmmm, you look like you'ld make a tasty meal tonight," a heavy Cajun voice said into Exveemon's ear before he was pulled into the city's underground with barely a struggle.

Once both of them were down in the sewers, the digimon squirmed his way out of the attacker's grip and turned around to face him.

Standing before the digital being was the infamous Waylon Jones aka "Killer Croc".

"Now come on boy, this pot ain't gonna fill itself," Waylon said as he patted his gut which gave a echoing growl in the man made cavern.

"Like I'm gonna be your dinner you over grown newt," Exveemon growled as he charged forward and threw a strong punch at the croc.

Seeing the attack coming Croc laughed as he caught the digimon's punch which only pushed him back a centimeter.

Watching his most strongest hit stopped like it was nothing, Exveemon's eyes widen in shock before he was picked up like he only weight as much as a bag of chips.

"I think you need a little tenderizing," Croc said as he proceeded to slam the digimon into the wall, the ground, the ceiling, the ground once more, the wall again, and then the other wall before throwing him onto the ground.

Groaning in pain from being slammed like a training dummy, Exveemon slow picked himself up and shook the stars from his head. Growling he charged once more at Waylon and took flight to use the momentum to hit the reptile with a literal flying tackle.

Waylon just stood his ground as the digital being flew closer, right as the digimon's attack was about to connect, the croc criminal suddenly spun around and used his tail as a whip to smack the dragon into the wall with a crackling of crash as the bricks gave way under the digital being's body hitting them.

Laying on the cold wet ground of the sewer, Exveemon tried to pick himself up once more only to have a few more bricks fall off the wall onto him putting him down for the count.

"Heh, I would say you fought well but I'd be lying but I will say you did get my appetite going," Croc said as he licked his maw while his gut let out another echoing growl.

Walking over to the blue and white dragon, Waylon casually dusted off the brick on him and picked the digimon up to face him. Sticking his tongue out the croc gave Exveemon a few tasting licks, which caused the grin to turn into a fang filled smile.

"Mmmm," was all Waylon could say before opening his large jaws and shoving the draco's head into them.

Feeling the hot moist environment of Croc's jaws, the digimon tried to wiggle himself out of them but was unable to as he felt the scaled lips slip over his shoulders and wing bases.

Murring at the taste Waylon gulped down the digimon's upper body vigorously wanting to feel the dragon's frame fill him up. Using one hand to hold onto the draco's legs, the other reached up and rubbed the throat bulge that was created from Exveemon.

Chuckling at this Croc shoved the last of the digital being's wings into his mouth along with his waist before letting go, so that he could feel his gut grow in his hands as he felt the digimon's head enter his belly.

Exveemon grunted as his head finally squeezed into Croc's stomach chamber which smelled like rotten meat and...metal for some reason.

Opening his eyes the digital being was greeted with half digested food like steaks and burgers and what looked like a small collection of police badges. With another lurch he was shoved face first into the stomach juices that only tingled right now.

Swallowing up the blue scaled thighs, Waylon gave a few playful chews to them which caused his pot belly size gut to jiggle a little, after a few seconds of play chews he gulped the down the barely kicking legs until only Exveemon's feet and tail tip remained.

Chuckling around the twitching body parts, Croc tilted his head up and let out one last echoing gulp, snapping up the last of his meal which landed heavily in his gut causing it to bounce up and down a little with a low splash and slosh.

As the last of his body was packed into the cramped space, Exveemon used what was left of his strength to push, shove, and kick at the belly walls.

Watching each of the digital beings bulge out of his gut, Waylon laughed as he picked his teeth with one claw while the other rubbed over the six foot gut that hung out of his vest.

"Mmmmm, better then mama's gumbo," he chuckled before letting out an almost earthquake like belch cause to area to quake a little.

Once the rumbling stopped, Waylon just sighed as he picked his gut up and dropped it causing the being inside to struggle a little more.

"Heh, guess you can put up a fight. To bad you already lost," Croc said as he gave his belly a few pats and proceeded to make his way to one of his many lairs.

Along the way he continued to rub and trace over the bulge Exveemon had made in his belly.