Nothing major just a simple but good story on Jon showing why just cause you heard of someone doesn't mean you fully figures them out. Which honestly can backfire you.


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Talbain: Another Notch


Slamming the axe down into the log, Jon sighed as he wiped the sweet from his fur covered brow.

There were times the thicker coat was a hassle, especially when the winter-spring weather liked going back and forth during this time.

As for why he was chopping wood when he had electricity for heating and such. Easy heating cost money and this cut down the cost of keeping his home warm when it got spontaneously cold.

Anyway, the flannel and jean-covered wolfman had just piled up a few logs that should help keep him warm for any sudden cold snaps when suddenly his ears twitched followed by his nose catching a new scent in the air.

"Should I assume you're lost?" Jon asked as he stuck the axe in the stump and turned to see someone walking into the clearing surrounding his home.

Stepping into the clearing was a large black and red dragon in a torn up gi with a sneer that seemed to try and split his face.

"No, I'm right where I want to be," the dragon said as he snorted smoke from his nostrils.

"I've been looking for you, the famous Jon Talbain,"

"Congratulations, you found me but sorry I'm not taking students right now," Jon replied as he returned to his work.

"You don't understand, I'm not here to learn from you. I'm here to best you,"

Hearing this Jon stopped and looked over at the draco with a look that said "seriously?".

"You're joking right?"

"Not at all, once I devour you I shall show the world how great I am by adding you to my being," the dragon said as he licked his lips.

Seeing as the dragon was serious Jon proceeded to loosen up some as he faced the reptile.

"Great, another idiot with dreams of grandeur," he mumbled to himself.

"Listen if you think you are the first one to come to my home and face me, I am sorry to say you are just fooling yourself," Jon said as he glared at the dragon. "I'm going to tell you what I've told the others turn back now before you regret what you done,"

"NEVER!" the dragon shouted as he charged forward and sliced at the wolf only to hit a wood log.

Suddenly the wind was knocked out of the dragon's lungs as he slowly turned his head to see Jon standing next to him with is knee driven right into his gut.

"Tell me, how much do you know about me?" The wolf man asked as he glared down at the dragon.

The reptile coughed before snarling back.

"Just enough to know you will make me feared and great,"

Jon said nothing before looking forward.

"Then you don't know enough," he said.

At first the dragon was confused when suddenly he was hit by a whirlwind of punchs and kicks sending him tumbling to the ground.

Looking up the dragon saw Jon lower his leg from a roundhouse kick that had sent him on his rear.

"Again I say to you, leave and never comeback,"

"NEVER, I SHALL FEAST UPON YOUR BODY! ALIVE OR CHARRED!" the dragon roared before firing a torrent of flames at the wolfman and engulfed the spot he was standing.

Stopping his barrage the dragon smiled thinking he had won only to receive a hard knee to his chin causing his head to snap back and for him to drop to his knees.

"Hhhhhhow…?" He gasped out seeing the werewolf stand over him and hold his head back by his horns.

"If you truly learned who I am you would know my abilities are more than what anyone thinks, my speed is at levels very few can compete," Jon said as he stared down at the weakened fighter. "I am at the point were some say I am as fast as light itself but right now that does not matter considering you will not be bothering me anymore,"

Hearing this the dragon was confused when suddenly both the wolf's hands grabbed him by his muzzle holding it closed.

"Just remember, I told you to leave but you didn't listen. So this is your punishment for your foolishness,"

Like a starving beast Jon opened his mouth and shoved the dragon fighter's head into it.

With a large gulp the scaled and horned head of the draco was squeezed past Jon's teeth and down his throat as he ravenously devoured the arrogant fighter.

Gulp by gulp the dragon's large form was squeezed down Talbain's throat and into his gut which began to bulge out as the wolfman ate.

In what seemed like three large swallows Jon had the dragon man's waist slipping into his mouth before lifting the draco's weak kicking legs into the air.

Holding them in place to keep himself from falling over, Jon proceeded to swallow down the barely moving limbs until all that was left was the dragon's feet and tail tip.

Tilting his head back down the wolfman rested his hands on the large furry dome poking out of his open flannel shirt.

Rubbing over the tightly stretched gut of his, Jon wasted no time slurping up the last of the dragon before letting out a sigh as the reptile was dumped into his belly with a loud slosh.

"Ah….looks like I won't have to go hunting this evening," Jon said to himself before letting out an echoing belch.

The wolf's gut tightened on the dragon making a perfect outline of him inside who continued to try and struggle in the superior predator's belly but only managed to make a few bulges here and there.

Suddenly a loud ping was heard followed by the sound of metal hitting wood.

Looking down Jon's seemed to grow embarrassed as he noticed the buckle on his belt and button on his pants had busted loose and got stuck in a nearby tree allowing his belly to flop out more.

"And now I'm going to need to go up in a belt and pants size thanks to you,"

Slapping his belly before letting out another belch Jon turned and proceeded back to his home while doing his best to not let his pants fall down while his gut kept him from pulling them up.