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Com Please post questions in our support forum. Come on-! Don't worry, Hiccup, the dragon thought, you'll be safe now, I'll get us out of here He took another loud swallow, pulling the small, fur-less human deeper towards his possible fate.

His struggles were inconsequential; the dragon was a Night Fury, and his strength would not be denied. He could feel another few inches of the young Viking slide down into his throat, his mouth now securely around his friend's waist, knees entering his ever-ravenous throat.

The muscles lining his rippling esophagus were sumptuously soft around the human's feet and legs; any part of his lower body not covered by his pants was being bathed in a slick coating of saliva.

If it hadn't been for the destination awaiting him, Hiccup could have found enjoyment in the tender massage. Yet, the process would not halt: Toothless continued to swallow him down without hesitation, ignoring his pleas, cries and struggles for freedom.

Why couldn't the human see he was doing this for his own good? Eager now to stop the hunger gnawing at his insides, Toothless forced more of his best friend's body inside of him, engulfing his thighs in one heart-stopping gulp, his mouth resting lightly on the Viking's scrawny belly.

The dragon's stomach growled loudly craving for the empty sack to be filled with fresh raw meat, which was Hiccup.

With every passing swallow, drawing him deeper and deeper inside, Hiccup found it harder and harder to deny it anymore. It didn't matter how uncharacteristic, how weird, how unfair it was.

Toothless intended to gobble him up whole, and was doing so with all the happy enthusiasm with which he swallowed a far more innocent dinner, a pile of flapping fish.

Is that what Hiccup had become, a meal for the poor, desperately hungry beast? Would the only thing left of him be a fleshy dome in his friend's scaly underside?

His body only a lifeless lump of juicy human meat stuffed whole into the dragon's fat full tummy? The touch of the gums as they closed firmly, possessively around his belly instantly nauseated him, the hot mouth making him gag uselessly again as it squeezed and formed curiously along his lower half, the tongue probing everywhere as it sought to slicken everything, acclimating his stubborn body to the soaking slimy wet that would characterize his new, final home in the dragon's bulging underbelly.

Close to Toothless' terrible musing muzzle, now, Hiccup reached wildly to touch the beast's face, bitterly pushing at the fast-clinging jaws.

I know If you I don't want I'll find a better way to feed you, just You know I'm not even worth it anyway, you stupid reptile.

Let me Because if it wasn't, he didn't want to be a dragon's dinner He would end up in Toothless' hungry stomach.

It was a weird, impossible thought. Toothless' belly. With him in it. Somewhere behind that sleek, trim middle, behind that leathery scaly skin so particularly sensitive to strokes and scratches, where he had once laid his head against bulges of fish and somehow never thought twice about what it might be like to be a fish, wrestled down alive into the darkness, his own body bulging its leathery skin, wiggling just like a fish.

Hiccup couldn't breathe water. If Toothless Would he suffocate being squeezed down its powerful gullet? He hoped he would be alive.

But, a dragon's belly Toothless' belly He couldn't bear to think about it. It was barely big enough for him to fit inside.

So dark and small in there. He refused to go down. He pushed his knuckles hard into the beast's huge, vulnerable eyes.

He hadn't expected Hiccup to be quite this wriggly; and his jaws loosened their hold upon the young Viking as a result of the distraction. He felt Hiccup push against his snout, trying to take advantage of the opening he had created to leverage himself out of the dark depths of the reptile's throat.

It was a nice attempt, but the voracious dragon would not be shaken so easily. Pushing forward with his powerful hind legs, Toothless forced his partner's body back inside of him, this time sinking a large quantity of Hiccup inside his throat.

The human yelled in surprise, but it did not matter anymore; his arms were pinned inside the tight walls of the undulating throat, and the dragon's mouth was slowly covering his chin as it sought to engulf him completely.

Toothless smiled inwardly; he had him completely pinned down now. Hiccup's foot was almost entering his stomach, and he intended to send the entire Viking package down there with it.

Finally, after much effort, he would be able to enjoy his meal completely. Sorry Hiccup, the dragon thought to himself, but you wouldn't want me to starve would you?

Just bear with me He fell silent now as he was pulled in deeper, his head sliding between those massive toothy jaws as he was consumed by the one he had thought would never bring him to harm.

Hiccup, unable to see the dragon's uneducated point of view, finally understood exactly where he was going, and just how little he could do to stop it.

He was pressed against the top of the dragon's sticky mouth, noticing the ridges across the pink flesh of its palate. He saw its retracted teeth seated in its gums for the first time.

As the large tongue rolled over his face he tried not to swallow the sticky saliva, finding it difficult as he could no longer wipe it from his face.

His desperate attempt at escape was knocked away with such ease. The beast, unable to listen to reason, simply shoved him along inside.

Hiccup's struggles for his life were too insignificant to be acknowledged or even given a fair chance. The beast wasn't playing- this was not a game.

In fact, it couldn't be farther from it. Toothless no longer cared about Hiccup as a living, feeling thing- he was merely a skinny slice of meat, whose existence only mattered from the dragon's tongue.

Hiccup's hope was forcibly ripped away from him as his clothes had been- he went from being halfway inside, to being inescapably up to his neck in the dragon's mouth with one horrible, nauseating, greedy movement of the monster's warm, powerful, pillowy-smooth inner surfaces.

Hiccup tried for a third or fourth or fifth time to vomit, the hot mouth horrible, slimy, tickly- a twisted hell around his bare body, as Toothless' tongue eagerly dipped and dived, covering everything in slime, pulling flavors from his armpits and the small of his back, running up and down his thin, bony chest as if for the sheer pleasure of feeling the difference between his prominent ribcage and his smooth, soft, nearly nonexistent belly, which twinged and tensed at every touch.

All this activity hidden behind a stoic black scaly mask of mild pleasure, huge green eyes rounded out almost innocently, injecting puffs of hot, dry air into Hiccup's lungs from massive nostrils, a strong fishy steam still kept sealed in the sphincter beyond.

Then, the flesh around him crushed him powerfully, dragging his head, the last existing bit of him, on into the dragon's mouth, and it was over.

It was no use. Hiccup found himself quietly sobbing before he could check himself, even as the acrid, fishy steam of the dragon's breath attacked and stung his eyes.

The dragon's tongue pitched dutifully to get him soaked with saliva so he would easy to swallow, tortuously gagging him with thick, clingy slime.

Hiccup wanted to shout, or threaten. He wanted to say, "I'm sorry," or "Please-you'll never get off this island alive without me," or "I wish I could be a better meal for you" or "I should've killed you when I had the chance.

The oily saliva was almost unbearably hot and tingly where it clung to my skin, sort of sour-salty tasting, like old meat and sweat.

I squeezed my mouth shut and covered it with my sleeve, my stomach twisting. It was perfectly disgusting. Hiccup turned toward the opening between the jaws and squealed in longing.

Everything was red. The long terrible teeth jutted up around me like the bars of a cage, their dripping edges gleaming bright yellow where the sunlight shone through them.

Then the throat muscles bound and gagged him, thrusting him into the narrow darkness with another gurgling swallow, kidnapping him from his world like a marauding enemy tribe.

Life became primarily about breath. Longing to breathe, longing to live, he arched himself as far as he could, turning his face toward the dwindling light of outside, still managing to catch little wisps of fresh coolness.

Light was air, light was air- Toothless around him pulsed with a gentle swallow, the strong gullet kneading him along deeper, a process smooth and almost beautiful from inside.

Somewhere below, his five toes arched into an empty space as stuffy and piping hot as an oven. Hiccup's heart gave a horrible flutter.

It would be so dark and small in the dragon's tummy. The reptile's jaws now only let in a sliver of light, a sliver of air in. Managing to take one more quick glance, he caught a glimpse of the sky between the open jaws before his vision was suddenly smothered by Toothless' tongue as it pushed him into its throat, which it had finally managed to pull him completely inside.

Toothless could feel the human in his throat, his feet slowly breaching the entrance to his stomach. It would take a minute or two to bolt him down completely, soon the Viking would be safely and securely tucked away within him, and he could then rest and allow his body to be satisfied by its new inhabitant.

Little did he know the horror he was condemning his human companion to deep within his soon to be engorged belly. Hiccup fought for a moment.

He tried, flopping and squirming easily in the tight but slippery sock that squeezed him. His fingers, wrapped in down alongside his body, reached, pulled and clawed desperately- he kneaded helplessly at the bottom wall of the throat, hoping against hope that perhaps that cluster of nerves, that sweet-spot, would still exist on this side of the flesh and turn the dragon to mush all around him.

He twisted for the last time in the dark, encased entirely in such tear-jerkingly smooth, silken surfaces, softer than any blanket or pillow he'd ever experienced in his rough barbarian life.

Toothless' insides were made of the newest calf leather, stitched together with spider's silk by Nidavellir's finest dwarf craftsmen.

Maybe there were worse places to die. He struggled to breathe, pleased and relieved to find that he couldn't, not at all.

He didn't want to die a long, agonizing death in that terrible belly underneath. All he wanted was to disappear. And he was disappearing, fast.

The heat, the sensation, his hunger and exhaustion, and the merciful lack of air overpowered Hiccup's weak body, squeezing the consciousness out of him like the breath in his lungs.

For one long, wonderfully empty moment, he was utterly limp, as if dead. Upon feeling Hiccup's struggles slowly die down, the Night Fury snapped his drooling jaws shut.

Toothless rested as he allowed his meal to settle in his swollen gullet. He wondered if Hiccup had maybe fainted; that would be probably best, otherwise he'd just keep struggling on his way down.

By this stage, Hiccup was light on air, and was unable to keep his body in a sustained state of awareness, loosing unconscious temporarily.

Lifting his head up to the sky, Toothless used this time to squeeze the last of the Viking's body from his throat with a final loud squelching gulp, polishing off the rest of his human meal.

With a loud sigh he tracked the progress of the young man in his throat by placing a clawed hand on Hiccup's bugling form in his scaly neck as it slid down towards his empty belly.

Hiccup's form that pushed out the inky black throat-scales slid down to the base of the dragon's neck and then disappeared into its ribcage.

For Hiccup, even the lack of air would not be enough to put him out completely. A harness wraps its torso, with buckles where the saddle attaches.

Somewhere around here is a human who rides this dragon. Maybe the human's name is Hiccup. Maybe the dragon's name is Toothless. They found a parallel so close to your favorite childhood movie it wouldn't surprise you if both those names were accurate.

You ease closer still, aware that your camouflage is not perfect. The natives musn't see you. But the dragon probably can't talk.

You can show yourself to 'Toothless. Salt water drips from your suit and you grin inside the mask as the dragon turns to face you. It's so cute you can't stop grinning.

Then, almost too fast to follow, his nose snaps forward. Teeth show in the sudden gape of maw and before you can pull back he engulfs you to the waist.

One snap he's got you half swallowed. Your armor goes rigid as teeth hold you in his mouth and a slimy chute of dragon gullet pins your arms to your sides.

With another snap of his jaws his teeth are around your knees. He has a wide mouth and a roomy gullet. Toothless swallows you whole with no effort at all.

Too late you remember your camouflage. Your suit assumed the appearance of a local creature. You saw the scales and fins and so did Toothless. He took one look at you, scaly and wet and goggled, and thought 'fish'.

Oddly shaped or not, as far as he's concerned, fish are food. Toothless's gullet clamps down as he swallows, and you feel him bob his head as he snaps up your feet.

His sometimes-retracted fangs scrape your swim fins as they, too, slide into his gullet. You squirm and kick, but it's too late.

Toothless stretches out his nose and gulps, and the heavy bulge that is you slides down his throat and neatly into his stomach.

Wet dragon flesh slithers over you as you slip down his throat and a fleshy sphincter opens in front of your goggles.

Helpfully they switch automatically to infrared and you see the soft folds of Toothless's stomach expand to make room for you.

A thick layer of lubricating slime slicked you down for easy swallowing and an even thicker layer of it coats the stomach walls.

Toothless is at least ten times your weight and his gut accommodates you easily, your bulk making a new droop to a previously trim belly.

That's rule one. Well, at least no humans saw you and Toothless just thought you were a fish. No harm done. He'll wonder why his belly is suddenly empty when you shift back out, but that's it.

Slimy pink flesh slides past your goggles as the stomach grows used to your presence. It's hot in here and you're grateful for the suit's insulation.

And for the suit itself, which is the only thing between you and a gurgling digestive fate. It's time to go. Thick dragon flesh presses in from all sides and Toothless's movements squeeze the slimy walls in against you.

Your arms wedge into fleshy folds and you have to work your right one free a bit at a time. The movements force out a bubble of air and even from inside the dragon you hear him burp.

Hot digestive juices slosh on the other side of the goggles. If it weren't for your survival suit you'd be suffocating and starting to dissolve.

You'd rather get out of here before you explore the remainder of Toothless's digestive tract and you finally get your right arm free.

The thick layer of slime, digestive mucus which would be eating you alive without the suit, lets you slide your hand across your belly to reach your other wrist.

You feel the configuration of buttons and press the Emergency Shift control. Nothing happens. For the first time you feel fear. You must have missed the button, right?

You trace the ring of buttons with your fingertip. The slime is here too, slick as grease, but each control is a different shape, designed to be identifiable by touch.

You press Shift again. Still nothing! All right, comm. You press that button and there's a spike of static in your ears, fading off to a diminishing squawk.

You hit the distress call button too. Nothing at all. Your suit is rated to stop rifle fire, protect you from temperatures down to a hundred below and up to a thousand.

It's airtight, recirculates your breath. The tech who fitted it to you joked that you could end up inside a shark and still be fine, as long as you got there in one piece.

But a shark is not a dragon. As you desperately punch the buttons one after the other you feel them soften under your gloved fingertip.

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It didn't matter how uncharacteristic, how weird, how unfair it was. Toothless intended to gobble him up whole, and was doing so with all the happy enthusiasm with which he swallowed a far more innocent dinner, a pile of flapping fish.

Is that what Hiccup had become, a meal for the poor, desperately hungry beast? Would the only thing left of him be a fleshy dome in his friend's scaly underside?

His body only a lifeless lump of juicy human meat stuffed whole into the dragon's fat full tummy? The touch of the gums as they closed firmly, possessively around his belly instantly nauseated him, the hot mouth making him gag uselessly again as it squeezed and formed curiously along his lower half, the tongue probing everywhere as it sought to slicken everything, acclimating his stubborn body to the soaking slimy wet that would characterize his new, final home in the dragon's bulging underbelly.

Close to Toothless' terrible musing muzzle, now, Hiccup reached wildly to touch the beast's face, bitterly pushing at the fast-clinging jaws.

I know If you I don't want I'll find a better way to feed you, just You know I'm not even worth it anyway, you stupid reptile. Let me Because if it wasn't, he didn't want to be a dragon's dinner He would end up in Toothless' hungry stomach.

It was a weird, impossible thought. Toothless' belly. With him in it. Somewhere behind that sleek, trim middle, behind that leathery scaly skin so particularly sensitive to strokes and scratches, where he had once laid his head against bulges of fish and somehow never thought twice about what it might be like to be a fish, wrestled down alive into the darkness, his own body bulging its leathery skin, wiggling just like a fish.

Hiccup couldn't breathe water. If Toothless Would he suffocate being squeezed down its powerful gullet?

He hoped he would be alive. But, a dragon's belly Toothless' belly He couldn't bear to think about it. It was barely big enough for him to fit inside.

So dark and small in there. He refused to go down. He pushed his knuckles hard into the beast's huge, vulnerable eyes.

He hadn't expected Hiccup to be quite this wriggly; and his jaws loosened their hold upon the young Viking as a result of the distraction.

He felt Hiccup push against his snout, trying to take advantage of the opening he had created to leverage himself out of the dark depths of the reptile's throat.

It was a nice attempt, but the voracious dragon would not be shaken so easily. Pushing forward with his powerful hind legs, Toothless forced his partner's body back inside of him, this time sinking a large quantity of Hiccup inside his throat.

The human yelled in surprise, but it did not matter anymore; his arms were pinned inside the tight walls of the undulating throat, and the dragon's mouth was slowly covering his chin as it sought to engulf him completely.

Toothless smiled inwardly; he had him completely pinned down now. Hiccup's foot was almost entering his stomach, and he intended to send the entire Viking package down there with it.

Finally, after much effort, he would be able to enjoy his meal completely. Sorry Hiccup, the dragon thought to himself, but you wouldn't want me to starve would you?

Just bear with me He fell silent now as he was pulled in deeper, his head sliding between those massive toothy jaws as he was consumed by the one he had thought would never bring him to harm.

Hiccup, unable to see the dragon's uneducated point of view, finally understood exactly where he was going, and just how little he could do to stop it.

He was pressed against the top of the dragon's sticky mouth, noticing the ridges across the pink flesh of its palate.

He saw its retracted teeth seated in its gums for the first time. As the large tongue rolled over his face he tried not to swallow the sticky saliva, finding it difficult as he could no longer wipe it from his face.

His desperate attempt at escape was knocked away with such ease. The beast, unable to listen to reason, simply shoved him along inside. Hiccup's struggles for his life were too insignificant to be acknowledged or even given a fair chance.

The beast wasn't playing- this was not a game. In fact, it couldn't be farther from it. Toothless no longer cared about Hiccup as a living, feeling thing- he was merely a skinny slice of meat, whose existence only mattered from the dragon's tongue.

Hiccup's hope was forcibly ripped away from him as his clothes had been- he went from being halfway inside, to being inescapably up to his neck in the dragon's mouth with one horrible, nauseating, greedy movement of the monster's warm, powerful, pillowy-smooth inner surfaces.

Hiccup tried for a third or fourth or fifth time to vomit, the hot mouth horrible, slimy, tickly- a twisted hell around his bare body, as Toothless' tongue eagerly dipped and dived, covering everything in slime, pulling flavors from his armpits and the small of his back, running up and down his thin, bony chest as if for the sheer pleasure of feeling the difference between his prominent ribcage and his smooth, soft, nearly nonexistent belly, which twinged and tensed at every touch.

All this activity hidden behind a stoic black scaly mask of mild pleasure, huge green eyes rounded out almost innocently, injecting puffs of hot, dry air into Hiccup's lungs from massive nostrils, a strong fishy steam still kept sealed in the sphincter beyond.

Then, the flesh around him crushed him powerfully, dragging his head, the last existing bit of him, on into the dragon's mouth, and it was over. It was no use.

Hiccup found himself quietly sobbing before he could check himself, even as the acrid, fishy steam of the dragon's breath attacked and stung his eyes.

The dragon's tongue pitched dutifully to get him soaked with saliva so he would easy to swallow, tortuously gagging him with thick, clingy slime.

Hiccup wanted to shout, or threaten. He wanted to say, "I'm sorry," or "Please-you'll never get off this island alive without me," or "I wish I could be a better meal for you" or "I should've killed you when I had the chance.

The oily saliva was almost unbearably hot and tingly where it clung to my skin, sort of sour-salty tasting, like old meat and sweat.

I squeezed my mouth shut and covered it with my sleeve, my stomach twisting. It was perfectly disgusting. Hiccup turned toward the opening between the jaws and squealed in longing.

Everything was red. The long terrible teeth jutted up around me like the bars of a cage, their dripping edges gleaming bright yellow where the sunlight shone through them.

Then the throat muscles bound and gagged him, thrusting him into the narrow darkness with another gurgling swallow, kidnapping him from his world like a marauding enemy tribe.

Life became primarily about breath. Longing to breathe, longing to live, he arched himself as far as he could, turning his face toward the dwindling light of outside, still managing to catch little wisps of fresh coolness.

Light was air, light was air- Toothless around him pulsed with a gentle swallow, the strong gullet kneading him along deeper, a process smooth and almost beautiful from inside.

Somewhere below, his five toes arched into an empty space as stuffy and piping hot as an oven. Hiccup's heart gave a horrible flutter.

It would be so dark and small in the dragon's tummy. The reptile's jaws now only let in a sliver of light, a sliver of air in.

Managing to take one more quick glance, he caught a glimpse of the sky between the open jaws before his vision was suddenly smothered by Toothless' tongue as it pushed him into its throat, which it had finally managed to pull him completely inside.

Toothless could feel the human in his throat, his feet slowly breaching the entrance to his stomach. It would take a minute or two to bolt him down completely, soon the Viking would be safely and securely tucked away within him, and he could then rest and allow his body to be satisfied by its new inhabitant.

Little did he know the horror he was condemning his human companion to deep within his soon to be engorged belly. Hiccup fought for a moment.

He tried, flopping and squirming easily in the tight but slippery sock that squeezed him. His fingers, wrapped in down alongside his body, reached, pulled and clawed desperately- he kneaded helplessly at the bottom wall of the throat, hoping against hope that perhaps that cluster of nerves, that sweet-spot, would still exist on this side of the flesh and turn the dragon to mush all around him.

He twisted for the last time in the dark, encased entirely in such tear-jerkingly smooth, silken surfaces, softer than any blanket or pillow he'd ever experienced in his rough barbarian life.

Toothless' insides were made of the newest calf leather, stitched together with spider's silk by Nidavellir's finest dwarf craftsmen.

Maybe there were worse places to die. He struggled to breathe, pleased and relieved to find that he couldn't, not at all.

He didn't want to die a long, agonizing death in that terrible belly underneath. All he wanted was to disappear. And he was disappearing, fast.

The heat, the sensation, his hunger and exhaustion, and the merciful lack of air overpowered Hiccup's weak body, squeezing the consciousness out of him like the breath in his lungs.

For one long, wonderfully empty moment, he was utterly limp, as if dead. Upon feeling Hiccup's struggles slowly die down, the Night Fury snapped his drooling jaws shut.

Toothless rested as he allowed his meal to settle in his swollen gullet. He wondered if Hiccup had maybe fainted; that would be probably best, otherwise he'd just keep struggling on his way down.

By this stage, Hiccup was light on air, and was unable to keep his body in a sustained state of awareness, loosing unconscious temporarily.

Lifting his head up to the sky, Toothless used this time to squeeze the last of the Viking's body from his throat with a final loud squelching gulp, polishing off the rest of his human meal.

With a loud sigh he tracked the progress of the young man in his throat by placing a clawed hand on Hiccup's bugling form in his scaly neck as it slid down towards his empty belly.

Hiccup's form that pushed out the inky black throat-scales slid down to the base of the dragon's neck and then disappeared into its ribcage.

For Hiccup, even the lack of air would not be enough to put him out completely. He was forced from the reptile's throat as his feet first breached he tight ring to the awaiting stomach, followed by his right leg, and then his left.

The sizable reptile's body wasted no time in forcing the Berk villager into its depths as his waist and then rest of his body passed through the sphincter into the welcoming belly of the dragon.

Hiccup curled into a fetal position and the slimy walls contracted around the new occupant, gurgling hungrily around the new human meal.

Toothless looked down under his body observing his rounded ridged belly sagging under his body from the weight of his human friend stuffed inside it.

He grinned toothily at the wonderful sight. He slowly licked his lips from one side to the other sloppily, and then fully opened his dripping jaws for a hearty belch, bringing up Hiccup's odor back into his mouth.

He did it! Not only was he able to swallow a living human down alive to satisfy his aching hunger, he was able to fill his belly with his trusted friend who would be brought up later alive and intact.

Somewhat exhausted by the effort of squeezing his friend inside him, Toothless crashed down against the smooth stone and rolled over on his back and his massive belly flopped around with it.

He placed his claws on the massive dome in his fat tummy and felt Hiccup struggle and kick under the stretched belly scales that molded around his form.

The squirms and wriggles coming from inside his swollen belly were sending shivers of pleasure up his spine. He hadn't expected the human to taste and feel that good inside him; he was glad he had decided to try to gulp him down whole, like he enjoyed doing with his fish.

His hunger subsided once Hiccup filled the void in his stomach and now he felt wonderfully full. Originally he had intended to work on finding a way off the island, but now that Hiccup was nestled deep in his innards, he found himself rather sluggish.

The young Viking weighed a bit more in his gut than he had previously thought. Now that he was fully ingested and tucked away beneath the thinly stretched scales of the dragon's lumpy underbelly, Hiccup found himself reawakening to his surroundings.

One feature of the Night Fury specifically is its ability to draw oxygen from the lining of their stomach, making it possible for the young, trapped human to breathe inside until he was digested alive.

His eyes opened slowly, it took a moment for the Viking to understand exactly where he was, until he took a deep breath of desperately needed oxygen and gagged on the horrifying stench of the dragon's slimy stomach.

He could hardly believe that he was inside the belly of a dragon, inside Toothless. He was eaten alive by his dragon friend. He was now just a scaly rounded bulge in the dragon's underside.

He never thought Toothless could gulp down a human whole and especially him, of all Vikings. He was lying flat on his own stomach on an oozing, squishy surface, with the ceiling draped on top of him.

In many ways, it was not unlike being wrapped in a lot of good heavy blankets, or, rather, being sandwiched between two huge, soft pillows; all slightly curved and tilted a bit so that his head was higher than his feet.

His knees had settled in the very bottom in a puddle of hot fluid, and in the slipperiness, his feet had been folded up behind him.

Gently, he pushed with his right foot and tried to straighten out his legs, feeling soft curious rumbles all around him.

It took some doing, especially as he avoided jabbing Toothless' sensitive insides with his leg, but finally he was stretched out completely, carefully supporting himself on his toes.

The belly was long enough to easily accommodate his full height. He wormed his fist up between the layers of rippling stomach flesh.

The top entrance seemed to be out of reach and he couldn't find it. However, the sides were all pretty close by, and he couldn't stretch his arm out much further than his elbow before meeting opposition.

Hiccup then tried to move but couldn't; his body was tucked tightly into the fleshy sack that contained his scrawny form. Thick ooze pooled around his lower body, various liquids pressed into him from all sides by the lightly-flexing expanded stomach that squished him in the soft slimy flesh.

The smell was unimaginable, yet it was not the scent which worried Hiccup the most. As he realized where he was, what he was sitting in, and how little he could do about it, the one thought he had been trying to keep away now fell to the forefront of his mind: he had become food, squeezed down the dragon's bulging gullet like a wiggling fish in gurgling gulps.

He was indeed inside his best friend. He imagined that he was now only lump of fresh meat encased in the scaly ridged belly flesh that hung down from the dragon's underside.

Impulsively he pushed outward with his hands and feet, stretching the walls of the very small, very hot, squashy, wet chamber.

He yelped in surprise as the velvety surface responded, tensing curiously, as if it was alive and could feel him. Stubbornly, he grit his teeth and buried his elbows hard into the firm stomach wall, then began fighting again, with all his strength, jabbing with his elbows and knees.

He pounded on the wall with his closed fists. With a loud growl of displeasure, Toothless looked down at his expanded smooth inky black belly scales, watching the wriggling lump with a very unimpressed expression.

Hiccup's hands and feet pushed out through the taut scales, which vaguely showed an outline of his body in the protruding scaly bulge as Hiccup barely fit within his ballooned stomach.

He heard muffled yells from inside screaming to let him out of his belly. So the human wanted to make a nuisance of himself in his new home within his own body?

They were both stuck with each other, for now. There was nothing Hiccup could do now to escape from his strong muscled stomach.

He owned him now. Toothless was enjoying the Vikings struggles inside him too much. He would struggle in the steamy fleshy bag that imprisoned him until the dragon let him out.

Now Toothless began to become irritated as the human continued to fight inside his bulging gut, so he was determined to keep him stewing inside the damp slimy pouch, at least for a while longer.

Maybe it would teach him to quiet down a little. But the thought was short-lived as Hiccup then viciously attacked his stomach lining, giving him a painful tummy ache.

He cringed and then pushed down on his swollen belly, pushing Hiccup into the slimy walls of his gut, hoping he would stop kicking at his sensitive insides.

Hiccup's skin began to burn as the stomach acids began to seep in, beginning the process. He thrashed wildly as the acids began eating away at his skin and he yelled for Toothless to let him out of his belly.

He kicked the fleshy walls hoping he would annoy the dragon enough for him to vomit him up. The dragon did not release him from its insides.

He whispered good bye to Toothless as he waited to become sustenance for the black dragon's powerful reptilian body. He was suddenly pushed against the fleshy walls, filling his mouth and eyes with acids.

Hiccup finally stopped struggling, believing his fate as a heavy filling meal in the dragon's protruding stomach, with his body now wrapped tightly in the fleshy folds of his reptilian friend's tummy, waiting to be digested.

He eventually lost consciousness; his motionless body expanding the squishy stomach walls as he sank deep into them by gravity as the bulge hung down from the dragon's underbelly like a hammock when the dragon stood up on all four clawed feet.

As Toothless attempted another step, a small realization came to him: he couldn't move properly as his big belly swayed heavily under him with Hiccup's body lying deep within the sac.

Unable to get enough momentum to fly, or even move correctly, the black-scaled reptile slowly sat back down and prodded at his fat full tummy, pondering what he could do.

If Hiccup was going to make it impossible for him to function, then he was going to have no choice. The Viking would have to come out of his belly.

It was a shame, but he could gulp down some squirming fish later to satisfy his hunger The dragon's only thought was of his hunger that Hiccup had satisfied, unaware that he was also condemning Hiccup to a steaming hell within his own digestive tract.

It was so tasty for him. He sucked more and more. Hiccup didnt Complain he was so fascinated as his Dragon gulped him down and let him Slide in the Night Furys Belly where he get comfy.

Soon after the last bit of Hiccup was gone Hiccups Face appeared throught the Night Furys Belly as he layed there the Night furrys digestion goes to work filling with hot Acid as Hiccup moans from pleasure as he slowly getting digested.

But his Metal leg and some bones where still in it. So Toothles gaged up the Metal leg as evrything went in his colon where the remains of Hiccup turn into Toothless next Shitload.

This digestion of his Rider made Toothless so happy. It felt sp good to had something inside him like this. After some hours Toothless had to shit very badly.

And so he shitted out his Old rider. Some bines where Still in it but for Toothles was it no problem. Story Story Writer Forum Community.

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2 Comments

  1. Mikagrel Goltigar

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  2. Meztisho Nikozil

    Welche sympathische Mitteilung

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