You ever play Divinity Dragon Commander? It had some interesting elements to it but the core gameplay itself was pretty dull, leading to a game I didn't enjoy all that much. That being said, the dragon featured on the cover, the saber dragon, was pretty badass, particularly the original concept art for it, so I felt it deserved some vore degeneracy, since nobody else seems to have done it yet.


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By nightfall the din of battle had all but died down, the only sounds disturbing the relative serenity of the battlefield the rhythmic gurgling of digestion taking its course, in spite of the occupant of the saber dragon's stomach constant writhing and squirming.

It had certainly made for a climactic spectacle, the two opposing dragons, each half brothers and competing heirs of the throne of Rivellon, clashing in the skies as the late stages of the battle unfolded beneath them, the two fearsome beasts fighting tooth and claw until the two of them plummeted down towards the earth, the apparent victor emerging on top as the loser took the brunt of the impact, leaving a deep furrow in the earth as their momentum carried them.

Wars of succession are often ruthless affairs, leaving no room for such virtues as mercy nor compassion. Rivals for the throne, left alive, would always present a threat, and among dragons that fact remained no different. The saber dragon, seeking not just to dispatch his foe but utterly humiliate him, so as to send a message to all who would vie for the throne. Parting his jaws wide, his rival, a sizable mountain dragon, would be greeted with a view down the tight, wet confines of his encroaching gullet, the last thing they they would see before their gradual, untimely demise.

Such a feat as swallowing an entire dragon of equal size and similar stature might have proven a challenge for some, but the saber dragon had taken such a challenge in his stride, the scuted plates of his throat, chest and then stomach each stretching out in turn to accommodate a meal of such size, to such an extent that the unfortunate reptile's contours would be vaguely visible bulging outwards from the scaled hide. the entire mountain dragon, harness, armour and all, sans jetpack, finding itself crammed unceremoniously into the black-scaled dragon's digestive system.

One could be forgiven for thinking such a fate was below a dragon, given their propensity to dominate and destabilize endemic food chains with ease, yet the unfortunate mountain dragon sealed away in the saber dragon's stomach had not been dealt a good hand by fate. The wet, guttural chorus of digestion would accompany the once-proud mountain dragon's gradual digestion, their struggles receding as the acids took their toll, their eventual passing being heralded with little more than an uncouth belch from the contented predator who would find them self stuffed with several tons of dragon meat to digest over the coming days.

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I don't consider myself much of a writer but I decided to compromise my sleep schedule by staying up until half past midnight to do this. Good job Rath. Vore's cool yo.

Credit's definitely due to  Splatapple both for the idea in the first place and for feedback while working on this piece.