It had been a disappointing day of hunting as the frost dragons finished patrolling her territory for any chaotic spawns. Though a good thing that Aberrations were not spawned in and around the winter territory her poor belly was feeling left out as it groaned in protest from lack of food. The few previous hunts lead to favorable encounters, the downside of all these successes was that she was getting a bit ”heavy”. She hated to admit it but it was true. She thought “Oh well, it's not such an unusual event”. She had to skip out on eating a few times before. It could do her some good.
Flying back to the village that she and the people called home she remembered something. A few days back a bunch of the young ones delivered her a gift. The cute little things managed to save up some coins to go get a magic book from the nearby college as a thank-you for keeping them and their lives safe. How adorable! She meant to read it, and it seems this would be the perfect time to do so. Now that she was not preoccupied with a big meal.
The dragoness landed in her usual spot carefully maneuvering herself to not bump into any building. She waved to the villagers and guard she saw on her way to her lair. Though this time decided to take the smaller entrance as she shapeshifted into her smaller, less bulky form.
This small passage was more convenient as she remembered exactly where she put the book. The library she had recently built. The Polar mistress loves her hoard like any other proud dragon. That being said she was not keen on leaving things unorganized. Descending the stairs, she got deeper into her lair using the passage leading toward the library. As she looked around she could not help but notice the similarity this hallway had to a dungeon. “I should fix this at some point, there's even mold growing around,” she thought.
Rounding the corner, a strange sound of squelching was heard. A strange sweet smell of humidity reached her nose. She doubled back quickly behind the corner, focusing her vision, she could see two guards on the floor. Luckily they seemed to be unconscious with a transparent slime covering their mouth and bodies. Whatever caused this must have fed on the poor men's moisture. Carefully approaching, she finally spotted the cause of this trouble. Some kind of ball of tentacles was making its way out of her library. To her absolute horror the slimy thing not only had a few of her artifacts in its clutches but the very book she intended to read!
Maybe she was just irritable because she was unable to find anything while on the hunt. Perhaps it was because she had searched all around her territory for one of these aberrations only to find one where she started. Or yet maybe it was because the thing had the gall to try and steal the very book her beloved people gave her as a present.
Or more likely a mix of all three.
The Ice mistress' normally beautiful blue face turned bright red with anger as she quickly dash towards the creature.
Catching it by surprise as she gracefully dodge its appendages and slapped the thing so hard that it drop all the items it was carrying. She quickly grabbed the slimy thing, making sure to have its tentacles in a firm grasp, and unceremoniously shoved it down in one go into her maw, swallowing it quickly down into her awaiting gut. Too frustrated to even take the time and savor the taste.
After calming down, she quickly remembered the downed guards and shouted for the others to come to their aid. The other guards were a bit confused seeing the lady's bloated stomach but quickly understood what happened. They carefully carried their comrades to the infirmary, leaving the mistress with her affairs, apologizing for having this happen.
The dragoness, still a bit angry about the predicament, picked up her precious book, wiping the slime off the covers. While cleaning the gunk off it the book's title suddenly caught her interest.
“Well, why not start reading it here for a little bit? The nasty creature is being taken care of” she thought.
It was her original goal after all.

She opened the book, its content already caught her attention. As she was reading her prey squirmed and struggled in her gut. It was pushing and thrashing against the stomach walls trying to escape its fate. All this did was cause a slight annoyance to the dragoness. Though the movement of the prey was relaxing, it was starting to get bothersome. She gently gave her belly a few taps as a burp let itself out of her lips. She was too busy with her activity and she did not notice her stomach go into overdrive. The gurgling and groans from her innards were drowned out as white noise. Her belly slowly rumbled and shrank over time, she sometimes lets out a few unnoticed burps as it shrunk down over her meal. Her belly was but a small round shape. Reduced to eldritch pudge for the dragoness hips. One final burp revealed the final fate of the monster within. Suddenly, she snapped out of her reading trance and noticed her smaller belly. With a confused look, she asks no one in particular.

“How long was I standing here?”



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