Divine Indulgence
CW: Oral Vore, Endosoma, Semi-Willing, Latias Pred, Furret Prey, Healing Belly

The job of adventurers is an unbelievably tough one, constantly venturing into the wilderness to tackle the unknown along with all the dangers that lurk within. Whether it be something as simple as an escort mission or dealing with an outlaw running amok, it is a thankless job that many often work themselves to the bone for. It isn’t for the light of heart and those who take on such a dangerous path do it because of their passion to not only explore the unknown but to be of help to those around them.

However, it begs the question… If adventurers come to other’s aid whenever they’re in trouble, who comes to their aid when they’re in need of help? Who is willing to brave the dangers they did, just to help them? That is a question that one particular furret would find an answer to today, learning truly just how compassionate some can be and what to strive for. Never to realize how rare such a chance encounter was.

It was a hot summer day where the sun’s rays feel like they’ve turned the world into its own personal frying pan, a forest unknown lies where the sun’s light floods through the canopies and bears down on all those below with oppressive heat. Although the place is teeming with life, one particular sound breaks the otherwise peaceful atmosphere. The ragged breathing of a furret just barely managing to stay conscious, their body battered in all kinds of bruises and cuts. Just their ghastly form alone is enough to scare all the nearby wildlife away, almost like a walking zombie that felt like it should fall apart at any moment. “Hah… Ah…”

Their name was Ivy, a rookie adventurer who just barely escaped the clutches of an outlaw with their life. Having gone in over their head, their body was beaten within an inch of their life. If anything it was a miracle they didn’t collapse right away, “Can’t… go… anymore…” Miracles however are fleeting, they do not last forever and Ivy knew that very well. After finally getting far enough away their aching body begs for them to rest, although she has all but denied it up to this point she physically cannot take anymore.

“Ah…” Almost like a switch being turned off she simply collapses to the ground, fainting in an instant and laying beside the shade of a single tree. As she drifts off to unconsciousness she wonders to herself… “Is this the end?” Countless regrets plague her of what she wished she could’ve done, who she could’ve met and who she could’ve helped. It is too late and so far in the middle of nowhere it was doubtful she’d be able to get help.

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Yet some may say in that moment she had a stroke of good luck, in the midst of that forest in a lone clearing just a bit of ways from her something strange would begin to happen. The wind starts to pick up and an unusual presence can be felt in the air, something that would scare off most of the animals out of natural instinct to fear the unknown. In the middle of the clearing floating just a meter above the ground, a small ball of golden light would begin to form seemingly out of thin air. Although its size was almost miniscule and the size of just an egg, its radiance was overwhelming like that of a living star. Slowly gathering more energy from around them it would begin to grow in size and slowly change shape, molding into the form of a familiar creature whose composition currently seemed to be purely of light itself. Slowly its features would begin to make itself known as the entity took on a form befitting of their current environment, a familiar white, black and green, jet-like wings and a golden crescent moon on their forehead and plumage that shined like the sun itself.

It was the ethereal form of Greenwing, a divine being that had stumbled across a new realm. Currently taking on one of their more common forms as a latias, they have come with the single desire to aid any who are in need of assistance. As a deity of compassion itself it’s only natural their wish to help others, a small frown painting their face as she discovers her surroundings have been all but deserted due to her sudden appearance. “Ah… Poor things, I must have scared them off… Hardly can blame though I’d say.”

“Hm? I sense something off however, is this what I think it is?” A look of concern begins to wash over them as they stay still for a moment as if to concentrate on their surroundings, soon letting out a sigh as they realize what it is. Due to their connection to life itself, they could quite easily sense the vital signs of those around them. Noticing someone was gravely injured nearby caused great concern for them, “It is as I feared, I must make haste…” With those words they begin to make their way out of the clearing and into the depths of the forest, their movements light enough as to not instill any more fear into the animals around yet also with a sense of urgency as to make their way over quickly.

Nothing would really get in her way as she made her way over, having already been able to sense their lifeforce; it was child’s play navigating their way to the source. As for what she’d find… “Oh dear… Little one, can you hear me ok?” She’d find the beaten and battered body of a furret, slumped over a tree and unconscious. Gently placing a hand over their stomach and casting an inaudible incantation the latias would breathe a sigh of relief, “It seems they are just unconscious, not dead. Still quite the sorry state though…” Despite those sad words their expression betrayed any feelings of sorrow, if anything it was filled with relief that they had made it in time.

“Still… If they’re kept like this much longer surely they will perish.” The dragon would put a single claw to their chin as if to contemplate what they should do next, lost in thought as they begin to talk to themself. “I could just cast a moderate heal spell and leave them here to recover on their own… However… I cannot be certain that when they awaken no one will try to bring them harm. They might appear to be lost too.” It left them in quite the predicament but one sound cutting through the silence would immediately give them the answer they needed. Gwouurrrglll~ “Ah… I haven’t eaten anything yet, how careless. Oh wait~”

All it took was a single groan of their stomach to give them the perfect idea for what they should do next, their face beginning to flash a smug grin as all sorts of thoughts began to fill the deity’s mind. Many of them… rather self-indulgent and unusual despite how they would be perfect for the situation. If she was so worried about keeping them safe along with bringing them back to good health the answer was only natural. “A little morsel couldn’t hurt, apologies that I can’t ask ahead of time~”

With a lick of their chops they slowly begin to loom over the unconscious furret, sizing up their form while drooling at the thought of making them disappear within. Wondering just how it’ll feel having them as nothing more than a sagging bulge on that gut, all their little movements inside like a heavenly internal massage. “Tis quite the shame I won’t feel you putting up a fight but… I can’t be picky now can I~?” She chuckles a bit as her eyes lay half open, the moons around her body slowly beginning to shine a brilliant gold as she works her psychic abilities to gently raise the furret from the ground. Slowly easing them towards her as her maw slowly yawns wide in front of their meal, a rose pink cavern oozing with drool, that tongue splayed out like a red carpet welcoming a guest. It was like a whole new world in there just ready to welcome the furret, with how gentle Greenwing was with their form even if they weren’t so battered they likely wouldn’t have woken up at all from these sudden advances.

The latias doesn’t need to clamp their head down on their meal at all, with psychic they’re able to have her come to them without any problems at all. That maw slowly having that furret’s head deposited within and laid gently on top of that tongue, that furry texture and strangely honey-like sweetness delighting the dragon’s taste buds. Slowly bulging out in those cheeks as they’re guided towards that agape gullet, those walls ripple and part to make way for quite the big meal.

Although the furret was at least half their size, Greenwing was by no means inexperienced when it came to devouring those of similar size. As that bulge makes its way to the back of the throat, the latias would let out a wet slimy glrrrrmph~, the first of many as they work their body down. “Mm… Absolutely divine~” A pleased murr comes from Greenwing as they feel their meal’s bulging form actively be worked down, their eyes closed and a single hand on their throat to squish deep into their prey. It was a feeling like no other that they relished quite deeply, despite them not struggling much at all they could feel just how tightly those walls squeezed around their prey and how much they craved them. Possessive tugs slowly guiding them down with each and every gulp they take, that taste of theirs slowly going deeper and deeper with them being dragged into the depths.

Glrrp~ Glrnk~ Glunk~ A delightful cacophony echoes throughout the forest as Greenwing slowly eases more and more of their meal within their depths, each and every gulp giving that furret rhythmic tugs downward that smothered their form deeply in all sorts of fluids. The undulations of peristalsis mixed in with murrs making those walls vibrate around their unconscious meal and only making that passage all the more comfortable as to not stir them. She was taking no time at all to get them down as already more than half of them had disappeared as nothing more than a bulge, a smug smirk on her face with that dragon quite proud of their efforts.

“Oooh… Like a forbidden fruit, rich and sweet~” With a murr she’d say that, focusing on slurping them down like an oversized noodle as their tongue lapped across their body to get more of their flavor. Each and every taste absolutely euphoric and with how much of it there was to go around… she couldn’t help but crave more. Slrrrp~ Slrrrrk~ Slllp~ Each and every lick matting the furret’s fur in layer upon layer of thick drool, practically drenched as their form was weighted down for even further ease of descension.

Soon enough they wouldn’t even need to use psychic anymore to ease that furret in, with only their hind legs and tail sticking out the only work she needed to do now was a few more powerful swallows. Just their limp body sticking out as Greenwing would decide to tilt their head up for the final blow, keeping that maw open wide as that tail and hind legs with the aid of gravity would slowly be guided deeper. “Let’s tuck you somewhere… better~” Glummp~ With one final swallow and a single nudge of that tongue back, the rest of the furret would disappear like a magic trick.

Quite the giant lump just being traced down by a single claw of that latias, Greenwing idly humming as that enlarged bulge soon begins to make its way down to its inevitable destination without any resistance. Those groans and growls slowly grow louder as if begging for their meal to arrive faster, mixed with the sloshing of the fluids below along with the bassy beat of the heart it makes for quite the deafening symphony.

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Eventually though that furret would finally pool into the stomach, those cries of the stomach having their pleas answered as almost immediately they begin to hold on tight to their meal with possessive slimy flesh. Rippling muscle constantly kneading and squeezing over the unconscious furret as if to try and make them lose any tension they had prior to their arrival. It was almost like a massage of sorts with how unusually pleasant it felt.

Their arrival on the outside was rather pleasant for the latias as well, that lump slowly pooling into the stomach with a hefty slosh and bounce. Glrsssh~ That sagging middle beginning to groan quite loudly with the entrance of quite the big meal, the enlarged dome making their master simply snicker and look over with a somewhat dreamy look on their face. Someone was in there and they were all theirs for as long as they liked, this delightful feeling of satisfaction mixed in with unconscious sensual kneads that hit all the right spots. Greenwing couldn’t help but huff and wonder about when their little guest would wake up to make it even more heavenly, “Hmm… Well it is ok to be selfish once in a while, even if not dignified~ I’ll help them up before I start~”

She had contemplated letting them sleep through the entire process but a little part inside of her deeply wanted to feel their movements from within, a self-indulgent request they rarely get to satisfy themselves with. As their moons slowly begin to light once more, a small golden light would form around the chest of the furret lighting the otherwise dark stomach. Its warmth was like that of a nice hug and slowly it would begin to make the furret stir in their sleep, a minor healing spell that focused on helping its recipient not only maintain consciousness but also subdue their pain.

“Mm…?” A groan could be heard from within as the dazed pokemon still hadn’t a clue what was going on, for just a moment everything around them was numbed and the sounds around them felt muffled as if they were just waking up from a deep sleep. “W-wait… Wha!” That would only last a moment though, soon after that lazy groan would turn into a nervous squeak as everything hit them all at once.

The deafening ocean-like ambiance that threatened to make them faint on the spot, the kneads and squelches of that plush flesh across their body that made them shudder and last but not least that humid air which made them grow dizzy in just mere moments. It was all too much to bear and it sent them practically immediately into fight or flight, their eyes darting around their surroundings as if to search for any way out. Unfortunately for them they wouldn’t find anything of the sort, from all sides lined that rose colored flesh, a squishy prison meant to keep any and all meals within. The poor furret still didn’t have a clue where they were at all, partly due to a mix of denial and confusion but it left them only one answer of what they could do.

“Now let’s see what you’re capable of~” Quietly saying those words to themself Greenwing would slowly count down with their fingers, “One… Two… T- Ooh! Ehehe I should’ve expected that~” Before she can even finish counting down a sudden jolt rises from that stomach, a deep push stretching out against that otherwise perfect sphere in the shape of a paw trying to escape the depths. A sudden wave of pleasure washes over the latias as despite quite the powerful shove all it seems to do is stimulate their senses with hitting quite a few sensitive spots for her, just a big smug grin on their face that would be wiped off soon after for one of surprise and euphoria with another shove coming soon after from what appears to a leg. It doesn’t end after there either, just wave upon wave of shoves and kicks upon the distended sagging gut of the dragon. Guttural groans and heavy sloshes being heard from within, mixed in with heaving pants of Greenwing who already seemed to be getting quite excited for this pleasure explosion.

These of course would only solidify for the furret what kind of place they had found themselves within, forcibly squeezed and sloshed within those confines as those walls kneaded deep into their form and seemed to almost bounce back with every shove and struggle they made. Soft and spongy but that audible glorp and squelch they seemed to hear every time making them shiver from such an alien noise. They felt unbelievably trapped and a wave of despair seemed to wash over them as they worried what would happen to them, “Nonono this can’t be happening…! I still have so much to do!!” Their voice was filled with fear as those walls compressed down on them, holding them tightly in place to for a moment stop them from making any struggles. Gwwwoorrrrkkkk~

A deep groan would echo throughout the stomach chamber, seeming almost threatening before they’d hear from above a light sigh from their supposed captor. “Ah… You needn’t fret so much little one, I mean no harm. I suppose I still do owe an apology for this however as I can understand your fear.” Greenwing’s manner was gentle and their voice seemed to soothe the furret in a way they couldn’t quite understand, as their voice boomed around in their head she knew it to immediately be psychic. Those walls slowly begin to soften around them once more as a wave of fatigue overwhelms them once more, realizing that just those struggles were pushing their already exhausted body to the limit.

“Who… are you? Why did you… do THIS to me??” The furret asks that question with genuine bewilderment, looking at their pulsating and shifting surroundings causes them to shudder. “My name is Greenwing, I am merely… a wandering healer if you may. You needn’t worry so much little one, I mean no harm. Pray tell what is YOUR name? I saw you in such a sorry state earlier I couldn’t help but be spurred to action.” They speak in a soft and concerned tone, their words clearly coming from a place of their heart and without a single hint of malice. A single hand idly caresses their gut, just soft enough to not break the surface and squish its current occupant. “A wandering healer huh… T-this is certainly a strange way to “heal” someone but besides that you um… found me then?” “Yes, that is correct.” “They really must’ve done a number on me then huh… I almost thought I was done for…” Muttering something to themselves their heart begins to ache, a pang of guilt over their own weakness for not being able to have done better.

“Those wounds were from a fellow pokemon, yes? Such ferocity, no one can blame you for struggling. Don’t focus on such trivial things, what matters now is that you’re still here." Before they could dwell on those thoughts any further, Greenwing would interject with a light sigh, closing their eyes as they spoke and a slight frown on their face. Such sympathy from a strange pokemon they’ve never met would make the furret go quiet for just a moment, unable to find the words as they stood in silence for a moment. Soon averting their gaze as they meekly spoke once more, their voice just barely audible and weak. “...Ivy.” “Excuse me?” “You asked for my name earlier… It’s Ivy. Although I’m not quite used to such “healing”, thank you for saving me.”

The latias simply nods, giving a light chuckle with how shy Ivy seems to be given the current situation. Just an amused grin spread across Greenwing’s face as they began to talk once more, “But of course, this is merely what I do nothing more. Even if you aren’t accustomed to this sort of healing I am more than happy to explain~ It is quite the enjoyable one that I believe is beneficial to… both parties~” Greenwing says those words in a bit of a smug and teasing tone, that single hand that was caressing that stomach before sinking slightly deeper with just a bit more pressure placed onto that dome. Squishing the little furret within with a gwwrsssh~, Ivy yelps and instinctually wriggles from the sudden lack of space for a moment.

“Mmf… Oh dear, if you keep acting like that I may not be able to stop myself~” Biting their lip a bit to try and keep their composure, once Ivy stops struggling Greenwing says those words. “W-wha?” “Ah apologies, slip of the tongue. I suppose you can just say… I’m rather sensitive with you in there is all.” Giving a bit of a nervous chuckle they apologize and let out another sigh, slowly beginning to move from the tree they found Ivy and idly roaming. The distended middle of that latias not only sagging but beginning to rock the contents within with a gentle slosh, cradling flesh squishing the furret like a soft constant hug.

Gwwrsshhh~ Gwoooooarrrrnnn~ The noises echo around Ivy almost like they’re in an active cauldron, being rocked and kneaded causing their form to become unbelievably disoriented. Just letting out a weak groan as their surroundings aren’t exactly the easiest for them to get acclimated to. “S-so how does this… help me?” Greenwing goes silent for a moment as if contemplating something, not responding immediately but a grin slowly widening on their face with mischievous intent. She was clearly plotting something. “You uh there…?” “Why yes of course apologies, I was merely lost in thought for a moment! My stomach itself can heal your wounds but in order to activate the proper function usually my innards need… a little kick.” Greenwing would explain while looking down towards their enlarged gut, holding it up with both their hands and squishing ever so slightly inward. Struggling to not smile as they speak, somewhat thankful that their little guest was from the looks of it a simple normal-type.

It was a strange way for them to activate the supposed “healing process” and Ivy couldn’t help but be a bit skeptical of it all, understandably so because matter of fact the benevolent deity was actually not completely telling the truth to their little guest. Their mind filled with thoughts of that little furret thrashing about inside them clouding their judgment, the only thing they could think about was that brief moment of struggle Ivy put up prior. As such all they’d do is sigh and suddenly… GWOURRRNNNN~

“E-eep!!!” Suddenly the walls around the furret would begin to compress around them, smothering them in tight soft flesh like a deep full-body massage that wouldn’t let up whatsoever. Drenching their already soaked body in more of those fluids and sloshing them about with all the contents in that stomach, it was enough to suddenly give them a second wind to fight back once more. “G-ghh! So… tight…! I won’t let you!!” Almost as if they made an enemy out of the latias for not believing their lie they now felt an overwhelming urge to not be tossed around anymore from within those confines, a strange feeling of wanting to prove to Greenwing that they weren’t weak and capable welling up inside them due to their own lack of confidence and frustration. Although Greenwing could sense they had the wrong idea of what they wished to convey with that simple gesture of tightening their surroundings… They were hardly against the outcome as a big amused grin stretched over their face, wanting to see more of what their little occupant was capable of. A selfish desire that they simply couldn’t resist given the circumstances.

“Hmph…! I-if you want a fight I'll give you a fight!” After saying those words all manners of kicks and shoves would begin to disturb that enlarged abdomen, that perfectly round dome being disturbed and distorted as paws and feet would press out against them as if trying to escape. Each and every one would make that gut let out a symphony of gurgles and squelches to accompany their struggles, becoming somehow even louder by the second with that dragon’s middle would grow more active and excited by the minute. Glutglutglut~ Gwoooouurrrrp~ GWOOAARNNN~ “Oooh.. Oh dear, yes that’s it! Right there! Lower lower!” Along with that stomach’s pleas for more would come Greenwing’s own, unable to stop themselves as their words come out in the form of bated breaths. Struggling already to keep up with wave upon wave of kicks, feeling like an assault of pleasure from within with each touch of those walls feeling like it was hitting a particularly sensitive and pleasant spot for the dragon.

Something about how Greenwing spoke would make embarrassment seem to wash over the furret, knowing that their struggles seemed to be doing nothing more than satisfying the giant dragon. They couldn’t stop however, despite a blush beginning to paint over their face this was the only way they seemed to get even a semblance of room within that slimy sack. Each and every movement gives them just a moment’s reprieve from the assault of squishes and sensual kneads by those muscles around them. They still were quite uncertain of if Greenwing was telling the truth with how they’d be able to heal within but still hardly had any time to deal with it.

Still though, even if Greenwing loves to have a good time with mortals, she is anything but malicious. She would keep her word as promised although not particularly having her own actions being noticed by Ivy just yet, emerald green fluid would begin to pour from the sides like a waterfall gushing over the furret. Secreting from all the muscle around them it would make this sudden burst of energy Ivy had gotten last all that much longer, despite their body being absolutely exhausted it seemed like they had more energy than they originally thought. “Maybe there is hope!” Ivy would think to themselves as they continued to press out against their surroundings, not even the slightest bit aware that those fluids were already actively working on numbing her pain and tending to her wounds.

Nor would Greenwing say anything at all about it, already beginning to become buzzed out of their mind from those struggles that most predators live for. “Let’s… take things up a notch hehe, I’ll give you special treatment for being so lively~ Rejoice~” Their words come with a sinister undertone to them, her eyes half open and a slow lick of their lips showing they had more up their sleeve. Ivy couldn’t help but shudder as those words boomed around her, not being discouraged in the slightest as she continued to struggle and press out, deforming that distended abdomen of the latias causing it to sag with a guttural slosh. “J-just what are you planning to do???”

As for what they had planned… Their half open eyes would slowly begin to glow a bright gold as if they were about to use a spell or move of some sort, their stomach encased in what was like an amber light cradling it from all sides. Slowly Greenwing would place their hands above their sagging gut, the groaning mass seeming to get more excited and loud by the second as if it already knew what its master was doing. As that light enveloped more of their squirming abdomen, those imprints would continue to grow more constant and prominent from Ivy. A weak whimper being heard from within as that furret tried to do whatever they could to stir their predator, filled almost with a newfound strength despite their weakening confidence.

Their answer to these struggles? Gwoooorrrssshhh~ Gwwwoorrrrrppp~ With light circular kneads just from above that stomach, any and all of the imprints Ivy did would be removed in an instant. A weak squeak being heard as the walls compressed around Ivy from all sides as if pairs of hands were squishing them inwards from all over, Greenwing’s psychic prowess showing as with the power of their telekinesis they’d rub over their sagging gut from all over without so much as a touch. Compressing inwards and making that deformed bubble perfectly round again apart from a couple bumps of the weakest struggles Ivy could possibly muster. The dragon’s heartbeat and breathing quickened, the gurgles became so deafening it felt Ivy had switched from sloshing at the bottom of a cauldron to sinking in a raging storm at sea.

“Gghh! T-too tight! Anymore and I can’t breathe..!” Ivy groaned from the sudden change of the situation, beginning to sweat profusely from panic as they tried to push out the best they could. “Oooh… Still trying, such a brave fighter~” It would do absolutely nothing though, each movement would make that slimy muscle not only bounce back but smother them even further in that soft flesh. It was a strange sensation that made them feel so vulnerable, they couldn’t despite how it didn’t hurt them at all feel… unbelievably adverse to it. All they could do was listen hopelessly to their predator's delighted hums and giggles, not seeming to really mock them but more rather because they find the whole situation far too amusing and exhilarating for them.

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No one could say how long they kept at it, while time flew by in an instant for the latias every moment for the furret felt like an agonizing eternity that would never end. That ceaseless cacophony of sloshes and groans being Ivy’s world as no matter how much they tried to push back they’d just be pushed right back in with those psychic squishes, all their movements would do is satisfy the dragon more. Those walls reverberating around them like an earthquake with their purrs and murrs, once it was all over their pants would synchronize with Greenwing’s despite still feeling a strange wave of energy constantly combating their exhaustion.

“Hah… Hah… Is it… over?” Ivy would say weakly while looking from above, although that internal cauldron wouldn’t cease its deafening cacophony it still was just the slightest bit calmer now. “Hehehe~ I suppose you could put it that way, all your injuries should have long since recovered now.” “...Eh?” With Greenwing’s words Ivy would find themselves with a look of bewilderment, a wave of confusion washing over them as it took them a moment to process what the latias had said. Even after a moment understanding what they said still had them at a loss for words, just mumbling incoherent sentences awkwardly. “Surely you should have noticed by now the fluids seeping in through the stomach walls, yes?” “There was… fluid seeping in? Am I in danger?” “By Arceus no, it wasn’t harmful in the slightest. If anything quite the contrary. You haven’t questioned at all why your body has been more cooperative with your movements?”

Those words from the latias cut straight to the heart of the matter in an instant, making Ivy only realize just now how well they were able to struggle despite how much their body ached before. Strangely it didn’t hurt at all to fight back against the stomach’s possessive slimy grasp, if anything it felt the opposite and quite invigorating. Her astonished silence made Greenwing unable to help themselves to a little chuckle, putting a single hand over their mouth and the other to idly caress their noodle-filled gut. “Not the most perceptive out there hm? Suppose it doesn’t matter, with how lively you were I’m certain you enjoyed it to some extent~” Their words have a sultry tone to them with a smug grin beginning to stretch over the eon’s face, the little furret inside just letting out a yelp and finding themselves blushing a deep rose. She… wasn’t entirely wrong and with how so far it seemed like Greenwing was able to see right through her she felt there was no point in trying to lie.

“Mm well I suppose it wasn’t all that bad, you did keep your end of the deal… Though why didn’t you say anything! And when are you going to let me go!” Ivy would say those words with a little huff, pressing out against that soft dome before Greenwing herself would press down her hand on their bulge that dared to deform her perfect sphere. “Mm well you never did ask~ With how you were in such a heated mood I thought it was only fair to let that run its course first~” Their words are the truth but still do leave out the fact that she orchestrated it all from the very beginning, nonetheless Ivy is left oblivious and simply believes Greenwing’s words at face value. “I-I suppose you have a point… I’m sorry if I um… hurt you at all-”

“Oh no no you didn’t at all little one~ If anything I should thank YOU for a fantastic time~!” She couldn’t help but interject midway while Ivy was talking, chuckling all the while as her stomach gave a low growl in assent. Greenwing couldn’t let them go under the guise that they didn’t enjoy any of it all, even if she did… Greenwing had a feeling that such a lie could very easily be exposed considering her weakness for this sort of thing. “If you say so… Oh dear you got me sidetracked, you still didn’t answer my second question! Again!”

Rolling their eyes ever so slightly, Greenwing would let out a soft sigh. “I don’t believe that is the correct term but if you are so concerned about such you needn’t worry. I’ll let you out… …eventually.” “E-eventually? What do you mean by that! If I’m completely healed shouldn’t you let me go now!” With a bit of a kick while saying that, Ivy’s objections would merely make the latias giggle once more. “Ah I know a healer shouldn’t disturb a patient for too long, I know myself when my presence is no longer needed. But…” “But…? Didn’t you say I was completely healed yourself?” “Ah I suppose I did say that… You’re not COMPLETELY healed, there’s probably a scratch or two there that still needs tending to~ Additionally, you need some more time to recuperate for me to get you to safety~”

Even from in there Ivy is able to tell that the dragon is trying their hardest not to laugh while saying that, a blatant lie mixed in with quite teasing tone and smug face. “T-that doesn’t matter! I feel better already! Whatever you did not only has made my body completely healed but with how warm and comfy it seems to be I’m more than full of energy!” As the furret says those words they don’t realize the grave mistake they made, just that grin widening even more on Greenwing’s face. They fell right into her trap~ “Oh? I can still sense some injuries and if it’s that comfortable surely you don’t mind staying a bit longer~ It’s also my responsibility as a healer to make sure my guests are as happy as can be after all~ That’s my pride and joy~ If you have any objections about that i’m more than willing to hear them though it’ll probably be easier for you to… show them~”

“Huh- what do you-” GWOOUUUURGGGLLL~ GLLLLRRRPPSLLLRRRSSHH~ Ivy’s voice is drowned out in its entirety after those words, that internal symphony reaching its peak as the storm comes back for a second time with newfound strength they couldn’t possibly have expected. With it Greenwing just saunters off with a pleased hum, her stomach slowly beginning to compress in on itself once more. Squeezing and squishing that poor furret with a newfound vigor she finds that she’s in the same situation she was last time but worse, a full-body hug that wouldn’t let up at all and threatens to swallow them whole a second time. “G-ghh you can’t do this!!!” GWOUURRRPP~ GWWRRRNNNN~ She wouldn’t be able to get a single word out, just forced to endure that assault of slimy flesh once more as her only way to get out of it would be to fight. Just being forced to push out to the best of their abilities for the slightest bit of room, trying their best to stretch the walls around them for the slightest reprieve. “Ah…! Yes, an honored guest like you deserves not only great treatment but a bit more too~”

As Greenwing’s distended abdomen continued to sag and slosh with each movement, Ivy’s paws and feet stretched out to the dome to the best of their abilities. Two things now working against them, that thick layer of fat that stopped them from going too far out and secondly… “Mm… It’s about time I have some fun too~” Greenwing’s own hands would press deep into their gut and push back any deformities to their perfect dome, forceful squishes that would knead them deep and make it tighter than they could ever imagine. Gwrp~ Gwrsh~ Glorp~ For the poor furret within it was like being overwhelmed from all sides without the slightest hope of escape but as for Greenwing? “Ooh… I can get used to this~ Surely you can’t be the only one I can do this with, I’ll be sure to have ALL of you~” She was having the time of her life, her pants echoing around them in synchronization with her rapidly accelerating heartbeat.

She wouldn’t lie about letting them go, she still would eventually but as for now the deity’s mind was focused purely on their own pleasure. A natural yet unbelievably sweet taste that was so so easy to love, a small indulgence that she rarely gets to partake in. None could say how long Ivy was truly kept but it can certainly be said she wouldn’t be last who’d have a stay inside of dome~



Oooook and another story is done! This time it's for a friend of mine on discord, a bit more on the self-indulgent side and I think I did a pretty solid job! Finally getting the hang of making long stretches of text actually be about vore and not random plot stuffs x3 Hope you enjoyed it! If you wanna see more of my work or commission me I have a server on discord(You have to be at least 18 to join so please no minors): https://discord.gg/eCJ9xQgbDy