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A freezing wind battered Wesley's body as he walked through the snowstorm, and he was very glad that he was almost at his destination - the residence of Shorzie, a dragon of a rare breed known for his mane of fluff coating his entire underside. He had come to know the fluffdragon rather well, whether from the video games they shared or how much Shorzie's appetite would get the better of him.

Finally, he reached the front door, the grey sky above him signalling that the worst of the snowstorm was yet to come. He hadn't seen Shorzie in days, and he would be glad to see him once more. He removed his gloves and knocked four times, and with a wide smirk across his face, Shorzie opened the door. The blast of heat from the house was enough to make him sweat underneath his winter parka, almost as if the weather had suddenly changed to a hot summer's day.

"Well, if it isn't my favourite kitty!" smirked Shorzie. "Come in, come in. Don't want you to look like you've just come out of a cake decorator factory!" Wesley stepped in and closed the door, removing his parka and shirt. He wondered how much the heating had cost him this month, and just thinking about it killed his will to ask. However, just as he went into the living room, he noticed something behind him that he hadn't thought to look for until that very moment. From the corner of his eye, he noticed the fluffdragon licking his lips, and to him, that meant only one thing. He's hungry. he realized. He's planning to scarf me down.

"Hey Shorzie, I like your tree!" smirked Wesley as he noticed the seven foot tall Christmas tree in the corner of the living room - at that very moment feeling himself grabbed from behind.

"Hey, what the...?" he cried, but he could do no more than that, for his vision was soon plunged into darkness. And then he felt warm saliva beginning to flow down his neck and back - a feeling that by now felt familiar to him.

"Shorzie!" cried Wesley. "Is this what you invited me over for?" This was followed up by one swallow, and then another, the fluffdragon taking him in up to his shoulders. He assumed this meant this is exactly what he'd intended to do from the moment he'd invited him over. Knowing that struggling would fail to work, he relaxed his arms as the fluffdragon continued to swallow him down, managing a heavy sigh to himself. If this is Shorzie's idea of an early Christmas present, he thought, he must really like how I taste or something.


I can't believe I forgot to upload this one. ^^;

And here we have a Christmas present from last year, made for me and my favourite fluffdragon  Floof by our mutual friend  Leaf Mithras. And what better a present for dragon fluff than to treat himself to an oversized meal? It's the kind of stuffing he prefers - the kind that makes him a stuffed fluff. :3

Original image: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/18559004/