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title: Butting into Their Plans
pubDate: 2023-02-18
authors: bad-manners
wordCount: 1400
contentWarning: >
  Contains: first person point-of-view, non-fatal size difference anal vore, willing male feral drake pred, willing PoV ambiguous anthro prey, rimming.
thumbnail: /src/assets/thumbnails/stories/bm_ff_11_butting_into_their_plans.png
description: |
  With other plans for tonight, a drake unwittingly ends up becoming the main attraction for someone else... Not that he'd complain.

  First time explicitly using PoV in a story, with first person in this one. I did try writing in second person before, but couldn't really do it in a manner where I was satisfied with the result. Third person narration still feels more natural to me, but this was still a fun experiment.
posts:
  eka: https://aryion.com/g4/view/867782
  furaffinity: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/51060651/
  weasyl: https://www.weasyl.com/~badmanners/submissions/2245850/butting-into-their-plans-vore-story
  inkbunny: https://inkbunny.net/s/3010005
  sofurry: https://www.sofurry.com/view/1992365
  sofurrybeta: https://sofurrybeta.com/s/znJE5M3m
tags:
  - anal vore
  - feral predator
  - anthro prey
  - male predator
  - ambiguous gender prey
  - willing predator
  - willing prey
  - size difference
  - point of view
  - flash fiction
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"Hey! Glad you came!" From the kitchen, I could hear my roommate answering the door. "Make yourself comfortable."

"Mm." A growly voice answered. I've never heard such a deep voice before, and it certainly caught my attention. "Everything ready for tonight?"

"...Oh, shit! Hang on, wait here while I go to the store."

Looking into the living room, I took a glimpse of the door shutting as my roommate rushed out. However, my eyes immediately darted to the couch, where a large wingless dragon was resting, paws splaying towards the floor. His violet-scaled head turned when he noticed me, yet we both froze in silence for an awkward amount of time.

"Never seen a drake before?" He addressed me, with a hint of chaffing. I shook my head. "Mm. Is that why you keep staring at my butt?"

"Wh– I-I-I–"

I turned away, flustered. I couldn't deny the accusation. There was just...something deeply attractive about such a big and naked reptile simply appearing in our condo, almost within reach of my restless hands wringing at each other behind my back.

But I didn't know just yet how _deep_ that attraction could get.

"Don't be shy. Come closer." The violet drake invited me, his thick tail already raised to let my gaze transfix back towards his rear.

My legs shuffled meekly on their own, approaching the long quadruped whose extremities were overflowing from the couch, until my paws reached the dark green plates that extended on his underside, specifically the one around his anus. He puckered his ring teasingly, contracting and relaxing to reveal a sliver of the pink flesh within. His genital slit split as well, letting his retracted cock slip out in its whole glory. But I was interested in something else from his anatomy – and the drake could tell.

"Mm. Don't know how long until our friend is back... That said, take your time, morsel."

He perked up his ass even more. This wingless dragon, who I hadn't even spoken a full word to, was already being so pushy – and I kind of loved it. I brought my snout to the hole that was easily bigger than my head, letting my tongue lap at the scrunched creases that twitched in response. A murr signaled his own arousal, allowing me to bury deeper into the relaxing sphincter.

His aphrodisiac smell, subdued on the outside, was even more enticing in his steamy rectum. But even without its effect, I had a clear idea of my next move. My digits grabbed onto the pliant flesh, massaging the anus to let my tongue follow the side fold deeper, as the wall arced away from the entrance into the roomier chamber.

"You want in, don't you?"

His booming voice felt distant even as his insides vibrated with his words. Instead of answering, I plopped my head into his rectum, feeling his anal slimes stick to skin. The drake continued to murr and speak, but the words arrived muffled and jumbled on my matted ears. Not that it mattered – his tone and body were inviting enough, and we both knew what I wanted.

The temperature was rising, or perhaps my body was simply rushing with adrenaline. Either way, it only intensified my wish of being consumed by the drake. He seemed perfectly content to let me do all the work, only moaning or offering saucy words that I couldn't decipher. I burrowed into the musky tunnel on my own, prodding more with my paws than my tongue. My shoulders proved to be no challenge, slipping with ease into the large male.

He shifts a bit to adjust his position on the couch, lifting my legs off the ground. At first, I thought that I'd feel an earthquake, as he'd start humping the cushions. But he seemed to be lying still, probably covering both his erection and the bulge I was forming in his midriff, most likely in case my roommate returned too soon. Crawling in was somewhat harder with more of his weight on me, but I still managed to delve deeper, letting his slimy tightness envelop me and ruin my clothes. With every passing second, I could only care less and less about my shirt.

I couldn't quite pinpoint if the chamber was loose or taut... Until I realized that the folds were pulsating over my upper body. Kneading, squelching, slathering the thick and vulgar goop on me. His willing butt toy. His body so far had let me slip in without issue, but feeling over the smaller tract of his colon with my paws, it seemed to be obstructed by his own weight, making the path too narrow to squeeze through. Still, feeling around more in his rectum, this room alone appeared big enough whenever his walls rhythmically relented, so fully fitting in him might not be a problem in the end.

Working in my chest – then the rest of my torso – at a steady pace, I can feel his ring clenching over my hips. How I wish I wasn't wearing jeans with a belt now... Well, maybe I could undress when I was fully inside. I doubt he'd mind it. My pants were already getting drenched in his natural lubricants dribbling down his ass, dousing what was left of my legs. The drake kept unintelligibly teasing me throughout – how everything rumbled around me only added insult to injury and a blush to my face.

I was up to my knees when the distinct sound of keys jingled through the walls of flesh. My roommate was back from the store, and the wingless dragon realized it, too. His thick tail slumped down on his hole, concealing the rest of my body as I was thrust inside of his anus! Not completely, mind – I could feel his ring clenching on my ankles, and the scales of his tail scraping my soles. He then adjusted his position once more, pushing more of his cock and my bulge against the couch. His guts got even tighter than before, pinning me in place as his walls hugged me and coated me in more slime. I could barely squirm within to make my presence known, and that seemed to be his intention.

My roommate's voice was even vaguer than the drake's, and the two seemed to exchange some comments and laughs over a few minutes. It seemed that the reptile was succeeding in hiding what had just transpired... My heart was leaping out from my chest in excitement. What if I was found out? How long would I even be trapped in here? I wriggled my toes against his appendage, to see if I could elicit a reaction... No response. How long was he intending to keep me trapped here?

There really was nothing I could do − except maybe yell, I guess, but that'd ruin our little secret! The source of the higher-pitched voice walked away into a different room, before I heard some beeps and buzzing... The microwave, perhaps? As it hummed in the background, the world around me shifted once more. The drake's tail lifted itself once again...before what seemed to be a big claw pushed my hind paws directly into the anus! I was smooshed around with the pressure, partially entering the tighter colon with my upper body, right before the wall squeezed me as if it was a large, fleshy paw. The drake seemed to be massaging the bulge that I was making in his midriff. He even whispered something to me... Was it a horny or a caring remark, I wonder? I returned his affection with my paws against the wall, but when the microwave beeped again, he slumped right back down with his belly on the couch.

I did my best to avoid grunting under his weight. Now that I was locked away deeper into the drake, his tract felt even tighter than before! My roommate's voice returned again, apparently still oblivious to my concealed presence. I wondered if the drake was still just as hard, struggling to hide his erection from our mutual friend along with his engorged intestines. My roommate was quite close to the wingless dragon, judging by the volume of the voice. Then, the sound of something crackling, over and over... Someone eating popcorn, maybe?

As fanfare blasted from a distant speaker, I finally realized what Manner of activity they'd planned for the night. Oh, well...! Nothing to do but appreciate the dark surroundings constantly compressing me, and settle in for the whole duration of the movie.

Actually, that didn't sound bad at all...
