A vore story featuring my Arthur, a mean bull and the protogen character of a friend of mine, who wishes to be anonymus, Django, thumbnail also by him

Enjoy

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Arthur wasn't the type of dragon that had many friends. Not because of his eating habits or because he was ugly, more, that he wasn't the type of guy to just go out and do something. Still, he found a good friend in a small Protogen called Django. And Django was known to get himself in quite some trouble from time to time.

Arthur was woken from frantic knocking on his Apartment door and almost fell out of bed, when he jumped up to see who was knocking so early on his day off. He looked through the spy on the door, to see nothing really but the knocking continued, so Arthur opened the door as wide as the chain would provide it. A small black face with gray lips and eyes looked up to Arthur.
“Django?”
The small Proto with the golden hair and the red scarf looked back at him.
“Hey Arthur, can you open the door please, I gotta talk with you”
A bit hesitant Arthur unlocked the chain and let him in. The hurry, Django showed, made Arthur question if it was a good Idea, as he watched the Proto walking over to the chair in his living room. He had to take a small jump to take a seat and then looked to Arthur, waiting for him to come.

With a sigh, Arthur closed the door and hung the chain back into place, before he sat down own the couch.
“So what's up Django. You seem in a hurry”
The smaller Protogen nodded.
“Indeed, I'm in a giant mess and need your help”
“Django, you get into messes and out of them perfectly fine all the time, why do you need my help now?”
Django scratched the back of his head and looked down on the floor.
“Well, I might have pissed of a Bull, and he is now after me, wanting me to join his waistline”
Arthur sighed deeply.
“What did you do, Django?”
“Nothing...”
Arthur looked at him, judging the sincerity of his answer.
“Well, maybe I... threw... his beer in his face, after he tried to seduce me to come with him to gobble me up in private”
Arthur just looked at him, then shook his head and sighed.
“How come, you always get in such messes, Django?”
The Proto looked at Arthur, his eyes full of hope.
“And how am I supposed to help you now?”
He asked and Django smiled.
“Well, you are a dragon, maybe that is enough to scare him away. You just gotta make a bit of dram, doing all evil like and maybe he leaves me alone.”
Arthur looked at him.
“That's all?”
“That's all”

Arthur really questioned his life choices, while he was waiting for the Django and the bull to enter the small alley, not far of from his apartment.
“Maybe I should let him get eaten. It would solve a bunch of problems”
He thought.
“No, that would give me a never ending guilty conscience”
Running footsteps brought him back from his thoughts and he watched as first Django and then a Bull, good half a size bigger then Arthur, ran past him into the alley. The size of the Bull sparked a heavy doubt in Arthur. He picked up an iron pipe that was fallen from the gutters of the house he was standing at and walked into the alley.

The Bull had already grabbed Django and had his head in his mouth.
“Hey Meatbag, let my friend go!”
He yelled at the Bull, swinging the pipe. The Bull turned his head and looked at Arthur, his mouth twisting into a smile, as he spit Django's head back out.
“Lucky me, a two course meal. I always wanted to try a dragon”
Now Arthur knew, that Django's plan was an utter failure. He kept the pipe in his hand, but when the bull came closer, he felt like he shrunk down to half his size.
“Stay back you fatso!”
He yelled again, attempting to hit the bull with the pipe, but the Bull just grabbed the pipe and pulled it out of his hands.
“You soon gonna be part of this, little dragon”
He pressed Arthur against his belly and some impatient gurgling was to hear.
“See? It's already calling for you and your friend”

Arthur actively tried to free himself but was overpowered with ease by the Bull, who now started to open his mouth and showed Arthur a good view of the insides of his maw. The dragon's eyes widened in fear of his fate, as suddenly a loud 'bong' was to hear, and the Bull stopped in his motion. He rolled his eyes up and fell down on the ground with a loud 'thud', giving way for Arthur to see Django with the pipe in his hands.
“That was a close one Arthur. Safed your ass there”
Arthur, who had hold his breath, now released all the air and breathed freely again.
“You can say that again Django. Thanks, let's go before he wakes up.”
Arthur wanted to start walking, but Django stopped him.
“If we let him here, he'll wake up and go after us both”
Arthur knew that Django was right but was afraid to ask what his plan was then.
“You gotta eat him, Arthur. That'll deal with him for good”

Arthur looked at Django and shook his head.
“You know how I stand to these things. I don't want to eat folks full conscious and digest them without their will or knowing that they'll be back. This is not what I want to”
“I know Arthur, but if you don't do it, he'll do it for sure and you don't want to be part of his waistline, or do you?”
Django was right, but still, Arthur was hesitant.
“Come on Arthur, I'll help you loose the weight he'll add to you”
The dragon sighed deeply.
“Fine Django, I'll do it. For the good of us both”

He leaned down and grabbed the bull by his feet. He considered for a moment to take of his shoes, but that would take to long and he might wake up in the process. The bull would be his biggest living meal yet, if he managed to finish him. Arthur placed his maw over the feet and shoved them deep inside his mouth, before taking the first swallow. He tasted sweaty and like a bad aftershave, but Arthur ignored it and focused more on pulling more of him in.
Every glrk and gulp send more of the Bull down his gullet into his stomach, which was already expending from the bulls legs and lower body entering his belly. Arthur had trouble getting his mouth around the fat middle of the bull, but somehow managed to squeeze the belly and arms into his mouth and down his throat. The next big thing, were the large shoulders and head of the Bull but with a bit of cramming and pushing, Arthur managed to finish his meal with a loud GUUUULLLPPP.

He breathed heavily as he looked upon his belly, the bull apparently still knocked out, because he wasn't moving at all, or maybe it was to tight, after all, Arthur was only two third the size of the Bull.
“You did it Arthur, he won't be a problem anymore”
Arthur wasn't to sure of that.
“Well, he is a problem right now, he pins me down quite a bit. You gotta help me, get back into my apartment.”
Django nodded and came over to help heft the belly up and carry it back into Arthur's apartment.

Arthur set down on his couch, which gave a painful creaking noise under the weight of Arthur and his meal. The dragon rubbed over his gorged belly and could hear that it slowly started working, a low gurgling and some squelching noises. It seemed like Arthur wasn't the only one, noticing the sounds, as suddenly his belly started moving and rocking about, his meal had awoken. Arthur's face twisted in pain, as the Bull was thrashing against his stomach walls, but Django was quick to his side, rubbing and pressing the belly, actively aiding to release the air, trapped inside. Shortly after, Arthur let go a thundering belch, shaking his body, the apartment and Django, his belly constricting tighter around the bull and taking all air outside, but the bull was only slowed a little, still struggling to burst Arthur's belly.

After more time of rubbing from Arthur and Django, and releasing more air through burps and belches, the Bull finally gave up and lost conscious. Giving Arthur's belly finally some room to start the real digestion, with a lot of messy glorps and gurgles. Arthur sighed deeply.
“Glad I survived his onslaught, didn't want to burst here”
The big dome of a belly, sitting on Arthur's lap and almost touching the ground, continued to gurgle and groan.
“That would have been a gruesome sight indeed.”
Django said, still rubbing his friends belly.
“Let's hope he doesn't come back”
He added and set down besides Arthur.
“When I'm done with him by tomorrow, I'll give you a call for the offer. We gonna train this belly back down.”
Django nodded.
“I'll keep my promise.”
The proto jumped up from the couch.
“Well, I'll be of then. See ya tomorrow, belly derg”
He said before leaving the apartment. Arthur had liked to ask him to help him in his bedroom, but it was to late now.
“Damn belly, I can't even really see my TV, damnit.”
Arthur sighed, only the groans and gurgles of his belly, filling the apartment with sounds. He let out another belch, before he felt a food coma creeping on him.
“A nap is probably the best thing now. Can hardly do anything else”
He said and closed his eyes