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By the way, this has soft vore. Just know that ^^

It all started about 8 years ago. My best friend, Jennifer, had moved from Ohio back to Washington. She had moved initially because of family, but the same family is the reason she moved again. She moved in with me; me having a steady job and a deal on a good apartment. We had known each other since middle school, so I was glad to help. We had a relationship in high school, from about sophomore to junior year (that's years 11 to 12 for those outside America). Low and behold, just three years later, we got married. We honestly didn't think it'd happen, but we fell so deeply in love that... well, it only seemed right. And Jenny, being the loving, trusting soul she is, wanted so badly to get a pet. She wanted cute, and I wanted smart. So we met halfway.

In the 24 years I've been alive, science has gotten so magnificent and downright outlandish that it bordered on science fiction. Several species had been created again from mere fossils! Many of these came from eggs, many of those were dinosaurs. There was one species that I never thought existed or would ever exist on Earth, even the rebuilt Earth. These giant fairy tale creatures, they had to be some kind of genetic splicing results. How else did they keep them from stealing princesses? There were Dragons. Yes, dragons. Hey, I was just as surprised. So we got one, taking the legal and domestic ramifications with it. Jenny absolutely loves dragons. She was giddy when we brought little Gavin back home with us.

Unlike the old stories, dragons usually have fur or feathers instead of scales. There are some exceptions, like Gav, who's only fur is on his ears, paws, and tail while the rest is covered in thick, smooth scales. And all dragons are omnivores, not carnivores. Our little draggie could eat what we could. Big money saver, that. Gav always eats with us, which is mostly where we taught him social skills. Like talking. We chat it up at dinner, sometimes about where he flew that day. We let Gav fly wherever he wants, because we know he'll always come back. Gav was exactly what we wanted. Smart, adorable, and loyal to a fault.

One night at dinner, Gavin revealed something astoundingly, impossibly shocking. We sat down at the table, said our graces, and began to eat. Well, Jenny and I began; Gav just stared at his food. Usually he gobbles it up in one mouthful, the one thing we couldn't train out of him. Potty training? No problem. Dont attack anyone? It took some time, but was super successful. Not a single attack since the first, and even that was minor. But don't stuff your face? Sorry humans, that's just dragon nature. Dragons also develop faster than humans too. I guess it goes with being normally independent creatures. Gav had gotten so big in so little time; he was the size of a small station wagon when he turned 7! We had to remodel parts of the house so he could just fit in. So when Gav wasn't eating, Jenny and I got really worried. She was more vocal about it, "Gavvy? What's wrong darling?" He looked up at her, having only stared at his food. "I-I'm not hungry.."

I chuckled, "Come on Gav, you're always hungry." I teased him, giving his snout a little rub. It made my heart sink when he shied away from my hand. He'd only ever done that when we first started his disciplining. Dragons hate getting wet, so when Gav did something he wasn't suppose to, he'd get a little squirt from a spritzer on the top of the head. We gave him bacon when he did good. "Gav? What's wrong buddy?" I asked, worried. Gav looked down at the floor. Jenny put her hand on mine, and we gave each other a worried look. Gavin is more like a child to us than a pet. Just goes with being almost as smart as us I guess. We teach him, pamper him, love him. And he loves us too, that's always been obvious. So why the shyness? "I-I messed-up.." His tall, fuzzy ears were limp on his cheeks and his tail had stopped swishing. I tried to smile, "Aww bud, you can tell us, we won't be mad." I know that phrase scared me as a kid, but it seemed right to say. Gavin whimpered slightly, "I... Well.." He hunched over by the table and started to vomit. Gav used to have a problem, when he was really little, where he'd have to puke something that he couldn't digest. He used to eat all kinds of things, including my watches. I probably went through three of those before he grew out of it. He hadn't puked in years, so we rushed to his side. I could hear the strong, wet pumps of his body as whatever it was came out. "Gavvy!" Jenny yelled, "Gavvy, whatever's bothering you just get it out. Ya, that's a good boy." She stroked the little spines on his back, which always calmed him down. But what came out wasn't any relief to us. It was a dog. I was mortified, expected it to be falling apart from digestion. Jenny was the braver one. She rolled the dog over to check when it sprang to its feet. "What the hell?!" We screamed in unison.

The seemingly unharmed dog looked at Gav, made a noise between a bark and a whine, and bolted for the door. I let it out before it could scratch up the door. Meanwhile, Gav was crying into Jenny's arms. We looked at each other in utter confusion. Jenny stroked Gav's chin and asked, "Gavin, why was the dog alive?" My question would have been why did he eat the dog, but that one was certainly trickier. Gav looked up at her, his eyes sad with regret. "I-I don't know..", he responded. That was even more worrying. "My stomach started to feel weird inside. Like I just swallowed a bunch of ice. A-and... I-I don't know why, but.. I-I needed to eat something... alive..." He looked away from her out of shame. I was beyond confused, but Jenny took it in stride. "Alive, honey? Why alive?" Gav sniffled, "I-I don't know... but the dog is still alive so... what's wrong with me?"

Jenny sighed, "I don't know honey. Does your belly still feel like the iciness?" Gav shook his head. Jenny stood up and tried to smile, "Well, Gavin, try to eat something. In a while, uh, I guess.. check if you digested it." Gav smiled, "Y-you're not mad, mom?" Jenny laughed a little, "Gavin, honey, there's nothing to be mad about. Well, unless the dog has an owner, but I didnt see any tags. You just had a rough day. Eat some chili and go to bed, sweetie. We'll figure this out tomorrow." She gave him a little kiss on the forehead. Dragon lips aren't nearly as soft as human ones, so he gave her a soft lick on the face. And another. And another. And she let him... I cleared my throat, "That uh, ehem, that's enough Gav." His eyes shot open. He gave her one last lick before devouring his chili, and then he pretty much ran to his room.

Jenny gave me an odd look. "John, that probably didn't help." I dragged my hand down my face, barely comprehending everything. "Jenny, what's going on?" She shook her head, "I don't know, John. Whatever it is he's obviously scared by it. When was the last time you saw Gavin cry? He never cries! Whatever happened upset him, and you just probably added to it." She stood up, "You're like a father to him, John. That means you can't select moments to be fatherly, it's a year round job." I sighed, "Jennifer, come on, gimme a break. I just saw him throw up a dog, a live one! Plus, he said he had some random need to eat something ALIVE! Jenny, what if that something is you, or me?!" Jenny's eyes might as well have turned to heat vision and incinerated me, because I would have done anything to have never seen that look. It was so astonishingly disappointed and sad. "Jonathan... You really think Gavin would eat either of us?" I looked down at the floor and clenched my fists. "I don't know, Jen... I trust Gav, but I dont think he trusts himself. Let's just.. keep on our toes, you know?" Jenny stood up and sighed, "Ya, you're right... Ice in his belly... I wonder what it means?" I chuckled, "I'm not sure.. Should we take him to the doctor or vet?" She smiled, "Maybe. Lets see where it goes. Its pretty harmless so far." I shrugged, "Fair enough. Lets go to bed, sweetie. It's been a little hectic." She nodded and we went to bed.

The morning was like how it always was. Alarm goes off. Good morning salutations and kisses. Dragging Gav's lazy bum to breakfast. I swear, he'd sleep all day if we didn't get him up. Eggs and bacon for Jenny and I, a lot of bacon for Gav. He seemed happy as could be and we knew why. Jenny smiled and looked at Gav's demolished meal. "No ice in your belly, Gavvy?" He finished swallowing the bacon and burped. "Nope! I'm digesting just fine!" She giggled and gave him a little hug. "Good! I'm glad to hear it." I smiled too. Just a minor setback then. Then Gav did something I'd never seen him do. He closed his eyes and just sat there. We looked curiously at him, not quite worried yet. A big smile then smeared his silly face. "Mom! Dad! I did it!" We smiled and Jenny asked, "Did what, sweetie?" He stood up and cutely nuzzled both of us. "I controlled the ice!" Jenny laughed, "Well, that's nice honey, but why?"

Gav blushed, "C-cause... well... the dog felt... n-nice inside." Jenny giggled, "Nice? How so?" Gav thought for a minute, "I... I don't really know. My belly just felt all... warm and tingly, other than kinda icy." I looked at his belly, "Huh... So, you like having stuff in your belly?" He nodded, "I guess so. The doggy felt nice. I haven't tried anything else yet, though." I thought I could see Jenny's eyes light up.

The clock struck 9 and it was time for me to head to work. I work in R&D labs, specifically culinary ones. Yes, I'm the guy who probably helped find just what fake cheese stuff to put in that microwave burrito of yours. And yes, the cheese is fake. Jenny is tech support, so her job is at home where she can keep Gav company. I chugged my tea and grabbed my paperwork. "Alright everybody, see you later!" I gave Jenny a kiss and Gav a hug. I ruffled his furry ears around, "And don't you be swallowing any birds when you fly, ya hear?" I chuckled. He rolled his eyes and smiled, "I won't dad." I smiled back and headed out.

When I came home from work around 6, I noticed that Jenny wasn't at her desk. There were a bunch of reasons she wouldn't be, but I decided to investigate anyway. Nope, not the bathroom. Not our room. Not in front of the TV. Not the laundry room either. That only left one room. Gav's room. As I reached for the door, I heard an odd noise. A surprisingly loud gulping sound. Uh oh, "Jenny? Gavin?" I opened the door, wondering what was happening. And then I saw it. Jenny disappeared from Gav's open mouth, sliding into his throat. I stared in horror as he purred in that rumbly dragon way and licked his lips. He had his eyes closed, thinking it felt great. When he opened them I could almost hear his heart sink. "D-dad! Um.. th-this isn't what it looks like. You see, Mom and I were talking and- hey W-WAIT!" I already ran, diving for the phone. I was panicking and muttering, "I knew we shouldn't have got a goddamn dragon!" But he was on top of me before I could hit the last 1 in 911. "Daddy what're you doing?!" Gav shouted at me.

What am I doing? What am I doing?

"What am I doing?! What're you doing?! You just ATE Jenny!! You KILLED your mother! Don't you get that you big, dumb, reptile?!" I thought it came from Gav at first, but there was an angry, indignant, "HEY! Don't you ever say that about our Gavvy! He's a good boy!" Despite being on top of me, Gav started to purr. It weirded me out, since Jenny is the only one that calls him 'Gavvy'. "J-Jenny? Jenny, why would you say that? You're getting digested!" Another outraged, "HEY! No, absolutely not! Gavvy is keeping me nice and safe in here! Sounds like a mess out there!" Gav was huffing and puffing over me, his belly sagged on top of me with the weight of my wife. I nearly burst out in befuddled laughter, "You- You're kidding me, right?!"
Gav whimpered, "D-Dad... remember the ice?" I thought for a second, "The... the ice..? You mean, right now, Jennifer is in your gut with no acid?" I could see a little dent push out at his belly. Jenny exclaimed, "That's exactly right! It's actually kinda nice in here." Gavin started to purr again and I could see the bulge move around a bit. The phone off the hook hummed that buzzy dial tone. I looked at it. "Man... my life just got crazier.."

I hung up the phone and turned to Gavin. I smiled at him, "You're a strange little lizard, you know that?" He blushed, "Y-yes Daddy.." I chuckled and rubbed his stomach. "Keeping things alive inside you... Hold up, Jenny, why did you do it?" I heard her muffled giggles, "Because Gavvy asked me. He was so cute about it! He walked up to me and was like 'M-m-mommy, do you remember the dog?' And I said yes, so he said 'D-do you wanna... see what it's like?' And he got so nervous that he blurted out 'I-I-I'll keep you super safe, Mommy!' And it just melted my heart! I couldn't resist!"

I laughed, massaging Gav's bloated belly, "Such a cutie, Gav. Well, Jen, um, do you want to stay in there?" I heard another muffled giggle inside, "Actually, yes. If Gavvy doesnt mind, that is." Gav giggled too, "I-I don't mind. It feels nice." I smiled, "Heheh, alright then. So are both of you skipping dinner?" Gav whimpered, "N-no dinner? I-I want dinner, dad!" I chuckled and rubbed his snout. "Well Gav, you can't eat with mommy in there." Jenny chimed in from inside, "Daddy's right, honey. I don't wanna be covered in pizza." She rubbed his belly lightly. Gav nodded, "O-ok. Tell me when you wanna come out, mom." He laid down on the floor next to me and rolled onto his back. I sat beside him and kept gently rubbing his belly. Gav was getting big, really big. Big enough to swallow my wife whole, and he was only 9 years old, which is actually like 13 for humans. Dragons are said to live for a century or more. If he keeps growing like this, we won't have a home he can fit in. For now, I just tried to take it all in stride, and get the best out of it.

The next morning was strange. Gav had puked up Jenny last night, weird as it is to think about, and we all had dinner after a shower and mopping. If we ever did something like that again, we'd need to prepare. What Gavin learned to do was uncanny and odd, and I was actually curious. Being Sunday, neither Jenny nor I worked. So once breakfast was over and Gavin went out to fly off the meal, I held a little meeting with Jenny. I pulled her aside from the dishes and hugged her. "Strange times, huh babe?" I chuckled. She nodded, "Very strange, but not unwelcome." I smiled, "You and your optimism is what kept Gav out of the pound last night. How was that? I'd imagine getting swallowed would be terrifying." I chuckled and Jenny blushed, quite a bit. "W-well... actually no. If it was anything or anyone else, yes. But Gavvy, he... he was so gentle. Honestly John, I think you should try it."

I laughed, "Ha! Jen, come on. I mean, I understand spur of the moment impulse, but I-" She shushed me by putting her finger to my lips. "Baby, really, you should try it~" She couldn't help but smile widely. I chuckled, "Was it that nice?" She nodded, "Nicer than you could know right now." That shocked me a little. "Really? That nice? Wow, I didn't think it could be." She smiled, "Ask him when he gets back. It'll build trust, trust me." She winked. I smiled, "Alright, I'll ask Gav when he comes back."

Soon enough, a panting Gav returned home. He went to his water tub, where he sunk his head in. It cooled him off and he gulped mouthfuls of water. The tub is in the kitchen, so I watched him. I could see the muscles of his throat pump the water down. I had to admit, it stirred some thoughts in my head. "So Gav, you said you can control the ice in your belly? Your non-digestion?" I asked. He gulped down his last mouthful and his head pulled up from the water, "Yup! I practice while I fly. Why dad?" He asked. I chuckled, "Well, I'd kinda like to see what it's like in there." Gavin blushed brightly, "R-really daddy? I thought you were mad when I swallowed mom..." I smiled and rubbed his cheek, "Nah buddy! I was just really surprised. Mommy told me that it was really comfy. I've been pretty tired all day, so you think I could get a good rest in?" He smiled as wide as I'd ever seen, "Of course dad! You'll be safe and comfy in my belly!" His tail wagged quickly, a testament to his sheer excitement.

"So uh... how do we go about this?" I said. Gav smiled, "Well, first, t-take off your shoes please." I chuckled and slipped them off, along with my socks and jacket. "I'm guessing these kinds of things aren't very comfortable to have inside, huh?" He nodded, "Ya... I realized that when I took mommy out of my belly. Jeans are really scratchy in me too.." I sighed and looked at my brand new blue jeans. I took them off as well, leaving me in briefs and a Muse T-shirt. "This is enough, right?" Gav nodded, "Y-yes, that's fine. Are you ready, dad?" I sat down in front of him, "Ya bud, I'm ready." I smiled and rubbed his neck, like he always loved. He purred, really just a throaty rumble.

It got louder as he opened his mouth in front of my feet. It was the first time I'd looked at Gavin in a different light. As his jaws parted... I dunno... I got scared. Now, I've looked in Gavin's mouth on multiple occasions. Having to get stuck food out, pulling baby teeth, helping him brush. Not having opposable thumbs makes that kind of stuff troublesome. But never before had I'd seen those teeth as razor sharp eviscerators, or his tongue as some savage probe. When he scooped my feet up in his mouth, I stiffened and felt the need to say, "C-careful with those teeth Gav!" He looked at me, a little surprised, "O-of course dad, I would never hurt you..." He seemed stunned that anything but safety was guaranteed. And he was right, my legs slid into his mouth with no issues from his chompers. His mouth was big enough to allow for my width, but by the time my legs went past his lips my feet were getting swallowed. His tongue stayed fairly still, but it felt odd and made me stifle a giggle when it occasionally undulated and twitched. The saliva that his drooly mouth was soaking me in was slick, clingy, and kinda hot. Like a hot tub kind of hot. Its a bit unpleasant for a few seconds, but you get used to it. And just like a hot tub, when I got used to Gav's heat, it was soothing. It almost soaked into my skin, warming me so deeply I thought I felt my bones relax.

My waist was approaching Gavin's jaws, my calves firmly in his throat. I expected the most uncomfortable thing to be the tightness. Gavin is bigger than me, yes, but outer size isnt a clear indication of inner space. Being human, I know that trying to swallow anything that's bigger than a marble starts getting dangerous. The same is true with most mammals. Our throats just dont stretch very much. Dragons are, obviously, not mammals, they're reptiles. But I had no clue just how big that difference was. The more I was swallowed into his body, the more I realized how stretchy he was. The flesh of his insides contracted and flexed around me, but never made it unpleasant. In fact, as embarrassing as it was to think about, it was rather pleasant. The pink flesh was like living pillows, like Gav was lined inside with wet, hot silk. I cautiously wiggled my toes and blushed heavily. There wasn't anything I experienced like that before. My feet moved against– well to put it simply– tight walls of pure comfort. They squished and slid against my movements in slippery ways. My butt was sat on his tongue, which felt odd in itself. I reached into his mouth and gently stroked his cheek. You know when you pet a cat for the first time, and how amazed you were that anything that incredibly soft and warm could be a cute, living being? I got that feeling in spades inside Gavin. I immediately understood why Jenny went through with this. Nothing could stop me from getting in his belly now except an emergency. It's all I wanted, to be surrounded by this inexplicable comfort. I felt silly again for trying to call the cops on Gav. I blushed brightly at every thought zooming through my slowly hazing mind. Jenny was right, this is pretty nice, I thought. From the waist down I was engulfed by Gavin and his pillowy insides. My shoulders were resting on his teeth, which Gav did the kindness of supporting me with his tongue so I didn't get maimed.

Just as my head was moving between his teeth, Jenny came into the kitchen. She giggled, "Awww, how cute." She walked up to Gav and sat in front of him. She stared at me through his open jaws. "Aren't you two adorable." She grabbed Gavin's tongue and gently stroked it, which he seemed to love. My body vibrated as he purred, which was an odd sensation. She chuckled and blew me a kiss as I was sucked down into Gav's squishy, tight throat. For a little while, maybe fifteen seconds, I was fully encompassed in his pulsing esophagus. I could feel the slight sagging of his neck as I was pumped down. I felt myself curve a little upwards and I realized I was sliding past his ribcage. Which is when I noticed the strong beating heart passing me. It made me feel so small. Wow, this is really happening. That was Gavin's heart! I just slid under his heart! My mind was racing with just the concepts. Me, a living being, inside another living being. It's ... kinda intimate. Like snuggling with a sibling or close friend during a movie kind of intimate. It was just cute to think about, personally. Gav was giving me a full body hug. His throat was still too tight to move in, but I wiggled for him. He liked that, judging from the intense purring.

Soon, my feet were free of the tightness and hung in open space. I had a brief moment of panic, remembering basic biology of stomachs. Acid. But then I shunted them away with recent events and Gavs odd control of belly acids. I'll be fine, I thought to myself. As he kept swallowing me whole, I felt a pressure. After a familiar giggling, I knew it was Jenny. She must've been petting him wherever I went inside. My legs passed through the ring of flesh in his stomach and my feet touched the bottom. "Woah! That's... that's so squishy!" I slowly slipped inside his fleshy tummy. It was awkward getting oriented, but eventually I got into a comfortable position. It wasn't exactly roomy inside Gav. I had to curl up a little bit, but it weirdly wasn't very claustrophobic. It was cozy. Maybe it was because I trusted Gavin. I knew that if I wanted out, he'd oblige. But I was content to stay there, within him. His heart beating steadily above me, air filling his lungs and making his belly distend, the loud rumbling of his draconic purrs. A living symphony

Outside the lizard, Jenny sat beside him. She tucked her legs under his belly, which I felt inside. She blushed, marveling at the roundness of Gavin's stomach. "Wow, so this is what it looks like? To have someone in your belly?" Gavin nodded at her, "Ya. It feels really nice." He let some of his weight rest on her legs and purred. The twin lines of subtle pressure underneath pressed me softly against the top of Gav's gut. It was tight, and now just a little claustrophobic, but knowing I had a choice to leave made it better. It wasn't that bad really, but it was really wet. His throat kept pumping saliva into his stomach. Then it'd mix with the lubricative fluids inside, and eventually drain into his intestines. It was kinda fun to learn more about how Gavin's body worked. I felt gravity flip upside down suddenly. I guess he rolled over. Then his stomach got really tight! Something from above pressed down on his belly.

Jenny was laying on top of Gavin and could feel my mild squirming under her. She looked at him, at his face. His head rested on the floor and his tongue lolled out of his grinning mouth. She could tell his mind was hazy with bliss and decided to take an opportunity. "So Gavin, how do you feel about all of this?" He licked his lips, "Mmmmm, full~" He giggled. Jenny laughed, "Well thats obvious, silly! I mean with us going inside you, how does that make you feel?" He looked at her and thought about it. "Well, it makes me happy. I can hug you better than I can with my claws. But I... I guess it feels kinda weird too." Jenny looked at him curiously, "Why does it feel weird, Gavvy? Do we stuff you full?" She giggled and rubbed his scaly, rotund tummy. He smiled and purred lightly, "Oh no, I still have plenty of room! It's just that... you're my mom and dad. Maybe not my real mom and dad, but you raised me. I dunno, it just feels... strange. Its fun and satisfying, but... I feel like it shouldn't be you guys in there."

Jenny nodded, "I think I know what you mean, Gav. John and I have been your role models and your source of discipline. With you getting so big, and now with your odd stomach ability, we don't have much of any power over you. We've been thinking about this a bit, actually. We can't control you anymore, Gav. If you really wanted to, you could fly away anytime. Of course, we want you to stay for as long as you can, but we won't tell you what you want. I'm actually glad that you enjoy eating us like this. It's a transition, in my eyes, into you becoming more independent. You're still young, but you grow fast. Before we know it, you'll be a big mighty dragon off to adventure in the skies." Jennifer's eyes began to water as she thought of her little boy leaving. "You'll always be my special little guy, Gavin." She leaned forward and hugged him around the neck. He returned the hug, laying his thick arms around her and surrounding the two in his wings. "And whatever might biology say," he added, "you'll always be my mom." He rubbed his stomach lightly, "And dad."

A few tears fell from her eyes and she smiled. "I'm glad, Gavvy. And do you still feel weird about all... this?" She said, putting her ear to his belly. The light gurgles made her smile. He chuckled, "A little, but less so. I guess it's nice to taste a bit of power now and then, especially an innocent one like this." He burped, resulting in more gurgles and a wiggly me. I stroked the soft flesh of his stomach, causing a symphony of purring and giggling. Jenny rubbed back at his belly. She lost herself in thought for a short while, then snapped back into reality with an idea that made her grin. "Say Gavvy, how much more room you got in there?" She giggled. He smiled, "Plenty! Why?" She rubbed his snout, "Because.. well.." She gently began to push her hand into his mouth.

"Oh!" He smiled, "I see what you mean." He opened his mouth, allowing Jenny to crawl inside. She removed her shoes and the rough fabric jeans she had on, keeping on her light shirt and underwear. She climbed in, the steamy dragon breath swirling into her nose. At least it smelled like bacon and not a normal dragon's diet. As her knees reached his tongue, she began to nuzzle her way into his slimy, tight throat. It grabbed her, pulling her deep into his neck with it's gulping peristalsis. She slid down his body, the lithe bulge within him sliding down his neck, through his chest, and settled into his stomach. She slid on top of me, though headfirst, unlike me. Gavin couldn't stop giggling and purring as we tried to reorientate ourselves. Our heads rested at the top of his belly, near his thumping heart. She laid on top of me, my arms around her. Yes it was tight and hot, but it was quietly peaceful. The only noises were our breathing, Gavin's heartbeats, and the light gurgles and glorps of his insides. I ran my finger's through Jenny's saliva soaked hair. "So, do you think this will be a regular thing? Cause if it is our water bill is going through the roof!" I chuckled. She laughed, "Oh no, when Gav wants to do this he'll have to work for it! After all, he won't be a kid for very long. Can't get everything he wants for free." She smiled. I smiled too and gave her a little kiss, "I love you, Jen." She kissed me back, "Love you too, John."

And we simply laid there, the three of us. Enjoying each other's company, us with cozy confines, Gav with a perfectly full belly. Blissful, peaceful, and most importantly...

Together.

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It all started about 8 years ago. My best friend, Jennifer, had moved from Ohio back to Washington. She had moved initially because of family, but the same family is the reason she moved again. She moved in with me; me having a steady job and a deal on a good apartment. We had known each other since middle school, so I was glad to help. We had a relationship in high school, from about sophomore to junior year (that's years 11 to 12 for those outside America). Low and behold, just three years later, we got married. We honestly didn't think it'd happen, but we fell so deeply in love that... well, it only seemed right. And Jenny, being the loving, trusting soul she is, wanted so badly to get a pet. She wanted cute, and I wanted smart. So we met halfway.

In the 24 years I've been alive, science has gotten so magnificent and downright outlandish that it bordered on science fiction. Several species had been created again from mere fossils! Many of these came from eggs, many of those were dinosaurs. There was one species that I never thought existed or would ever exist on Earth, even the rebuilt Earth. These giant fairy tale creatures, they had to be some kind of genetic splicing results. How else did they keep them from stealing princesses? There were Dragons. Yes, dragons. Hey, I was just as surprised. So we got one, taking the legal and domestic ramifications with it. Jenny absolutely loves dragons. She was giddy when we brought little Gavin back home with us.

Unlike the old stories, dragons usually have fur or feathers instead of scales. There are some exceptions, like Gav, who's only fur is on his ears, paws, and tail while the rest is covered in thick, smooth scales. And all dragons are omnivores, not carnivores. Our little draggie could eat what we could. Big money saver, that. Gav always eats with us, which is mostly where we taught him social skills. Like talking. We chat it up at dinner, sometimes about where he flew that day. We let Gav fly wherever he wants, because we know he'll always come back. Gav was exactly what we wanted. Smart, adorable, and loyal to a fault.

One night at dinner, Gavin revealed something astoundingly, impossibly shocking. We sat down at the table, said our graces, and began to eat. Well, Jenny and I began; Gav just stared at his food. Usually he gobbles it up in one mouthful, the one thing we couldn't train out of him. Potty training? No problem. Dont attack anyone? It took some time, but was super successful. Not a single attack since the first, and even that was minor. But don't stuff your face? Sorry humans, that's just dragon nature. Dragons also develop faster than humans too. I guess it goes with being normally independent creatures. Gav had gotten so big in so little time; he was the size of a small station wagon when he turned 7! We had to remodel parts of the house so he could just fit in. So when Gav wasn't eating, Jenny and I got really worried. She was more vocal about it, "Gavvy? What's wrong darling?" He looked up at her, having only stared at his food. "I-I'm not hungry.."

I chuckled, "Come on Gav, you're always hungry." I teased him, giving his snout a little rub. It made my heart sink when he shied away from my hand. He'd only ever done that when we first started his disciplining. Dragons hate getting wet, so when Gav did something he wasn't suppose to, he'd get a little squirt from a spritzer on the top of the head. We gave him bacon when he did good. "Gav? What's wrong buddy?" I asked, worried. Gav looked down at the floor. Jenny put her hand on mine, and we gave each other a worried look. Gavin is more like a child to us than a pet. Just goes with being almost as smart as us I guess. We teach him, pamper him, love him. And he loves us too, that's always been obvious. So why the shyness? "I-I messed-up.." His tall, fuzzy ears were limp on his cheeks and his tail had stopped swishing. I tried to smile, "Aww bud, you can tell us, we won't be mad." I know that phrase scared me as a kid, but it seemed right to say. Gavin whimpered slightly, "I... Well.." He hunched over by the table and started to vomit. Gav used to have a problem, when he was really little, where he'd have to puke something that he couldn't digest. He used to eat all kinds of things, including my watches. I probably went through three of those before he grew out of it. He hadn't puked in years, so we rushed to his side. I could hear the strong, wet pumps of his body as whatever it was came out. "Gavvy!" Jenny yelled, "Gavvy, whatever's bothering you just get it out. Ya, that's a good boy." She stroked the little spines on his back, which always calmed him down. But what came out wasn't any relief to us. It was a dog. I was mortified, expected it to be falling apart from digestion. Jenny was the braver one. She rolled the dog over to check when it sprang to its feet. "What the hell?!" We screamed in unison.

The seemingly unharmed dog looked at Gav, made a noise between a bark and a whine, and bolted for the door. I let it out before it could scratch up the door. Meanwhile, Gav was crying into Jenny's arms. We looked at each other in utter confusion. Jenny stroked Gav's chin and asked, "Gavin, why was the dog alive?" My question would have been why did he eat the dog, but that one was certainly trickier. Gav looked up at her, his eyes sad with regret. "I-I don't know..", he responded. That was even more worrying. "My stomach started to feel weird inside. Like I just swallowed a bunch of ice. A-and... I-I don't know why, but.. I-I needed to eat something... alive..." He looked away from her out of shame. I was beyond confused, but Jenny took it in stride. "Alive, honey? Why alive?" Gav sniffled, "I-I don't know... but the dog is still alive so... what's wrong with me?"

Jenny sighed, "I don't know honey. Does your belly still feel like the iciness?" Gav shook his head. Jenny stood up and tried to smile, "Well, Gavin, try to eat something. In a while, uh, I guess.. check if you digested it." Gav smiled, "Y-you're not mad, mom?" Jenny laughed a little, "Gavin, honey, there's nothing to be mad about. Well, unless the dog has an owner, but I didnt see any tags. You just had a rough day. Eat some chili and go to bed, sweetie. We'll figure this out tomorrow." She gave him a little kiss on the forehead. Dragon lips aren't nearly as soft as human ones, so he gave her a soft lick on the face. And another. And another. And she let him... I cleared my throat, "That uh, ehem, that's enough Gav." His eyes shot open. He gave her one last lick before devouring his chili, and then he pretty much ran to his room.

Jenny gave me an odd look. "John, that probably didn't help." I dragged my hand down my face, barely comprehending everything. "Jenny, what's going on?" She shook her head, "I don't know, John. Whatever it is he's obviously scared by it. When was the last time you saw Gavin cry? He never cries! Whatever happened upset him, and you just probably added to it." She stood up, "You're like a father to him, John. That means you can't select moments to be fatherly, it's a year round job." I sighed, "Jennifer, come on, gimme a break. I just saw him throw up a dog, a live one! Plus, he said he had some random need to eat something ALIVE! Jenny, what if that something is you, or me?!" Jenny's eyes might as well have turned to heat vision and incinerated me, because I would have done anything to have never seen that look. It was so astonishingly disappointed and sad. "Jonathan... You really think Gavin would eat either of us?" I looked down at the floor and clenched my fists. "I don't know, Jen... I trust Gav, but I dont think he trusts himself. Let's just.. keep on our toes, you know?" Jenny stood up and sighed, "Ya, you're right... Ice in his belly... I wonder what it means?" I chuckled, "I'm not sure.. Should we take him to the doctor or vet?" She smiled, "Maybe. Lets see where it goes. Its pretty harmless so far." I shrugged, "Fair enough. Lets go to bed, sweetie. It's been a little hectic." She nodded and we went to bed.

The morning was like how it always was. Alarm goes off. Good morning salutations and kisses. Dragging Gav's lazy bum to breakfast. I swear, he'd sleep all day if we didn't get him up. Eggs and bacon for Jenny and I, a lot of bacon for Gav. He seemed happy as could be and we knew why. Jenny smiled and looked at Gav's demolished meal. "No ice in your belly, Gavvy?" He finished swallowing the bacon and burped. "Nope! I'm digesting just fine!" She giggled and gave him a little hug. "Good! I'm glad to hear it." I smiled too. Just a minor setback then. Then Gav did something I'd never seen him do. He closed his eyes and just sat there. We looked curiously at him, not quite worried yet. A big smile then smeared his silly face. "Mom! Dad! I did it!" We smiled and Jenny asked, "Did what, sweetie?" He stood up and cutely nuzzled both of us. "I controlled the ice!" Jenny laughed, "Well, that's nice honey, but why?"

Gav blushed, "C-cause... well... the dog felt... n-nice inside." Jenny giggled, "Nice? How so?" Gav thought for a minute, "I... I don't really know. My belly just felt all... warm and tingly, other than kinda icy." I looked at his belly, "Huh... So, you like having stuff in your belly?" He nodded, "I guess so. The doggy felt nice. I haven't tried anything else yet, though." I thought I could see Jenny's eyes light up.

The clock struck 9 and it was time for me to head to work. I work in R&D labs, specifically culinary ones. Yes, I'm the guy who probably helped find just what fake cheese stuff to put in that microwave burrito of yours. And yes, the cheese is fake. Jenny is tech support, so her job is at home where she can keep Gav company. I chugged my tea and grabbed my paperwork. "Alright everybody, see you later!" I gave Jenny a kiss and Gav a hug. I ruffled his furry ears around, "And don't you be swallowing any birds when you fly, ya hear?" I chuckled. He rolled his eyes and smiled, "I won't dad." I smiled back and headed out.

When I came home from work around 6, I noticed that Jenny wasn't at her desk. There were a bunch of reasons she wouldn't be, but I decided to investigate anyway. Nope, not the bathroom. Not our room. Not in front of the TV. Not the laundry room either. That only left one room. Gav's room. As I reached for the door, I heard an odd noise. A surprisingly loud gulping sound. Uh oh, "Jenny? Gavin?" I opened the door, wondering what was happening. And then I saw it. Jenny disappeared from Gav's open mouth, sliding into his throat. I stared in horror as he purred in that rumbly dragon way and licked his lips. He had his eyes closed, thinking it felt great. When he opened them I could almost hear his heart sink. "D-dad! Um.. th-this isn't what it looks like. You see, Mom and I were talking and- hey W-WAIT!" I already ran, diving for the phone. I was panicking and muttering, "I knew we shouldn't have got a goddamn dragon!" But he was on top of me before I could hit the last 1 in 911. "Daddy what're you doing?!" Gav shouted at me.

What am I doing? What am I doing?

"What am I doing?! What're you doing?! You just ATE Jenny!! You KILLED your mother! Don't you get that you big, dumb, reptile?!" I thought it came from Gav at first, but there was an angry, indignant, "HEY! Don't you ever say that about our Gavvy! He's a good boy!" Despite being on top of me, Gav started to purr. It weirded me out, since Jenny is the only one that calls him 'Gavvy'. "J-Jenny? Jenny, why would you say that? You're getting digested!" Another outraged, "HEY! No, absolutely not! Gavvy is keeping me nice and safe in here! Sounds like a mess out there!" Gav was huffing and puffing over me, his belly sagged on top of me with the weight of my wife. I nearly burst out in befuddled laughter, "You- You're kidding me, right?!"
Gav whimpered, "D-Dad... remember the ice?" I thought for a second, "The... the ice..? You mean, right now, Jennifer is in your gut with no acid?" I could see a little dent push out at his belly. Jenny exclaimed, "That's exactly right! It's actually kinda nice in here." Gavin started to purr again and I could see the bulge move around a bit. The phone off the hook hummed that buzzy dial tone. I looked at it. "Man... my life just got crazier.."

I hung up the phone and turned to Gavin. I smiled at him, "You're a strange little lizard, you know that?" He blushed, "Y-yes Daddy.." I chuckled and rubbed his stomach. "Keeping things alive inside you... Hold up, Jenny, why did you do it?" I heard her muffled giggles, "Because Gavvy asked me. He was so cute about it! He walked up to me and was like 'M-m-mommy, do you remember the dog?' And I said yes, so he said 'D-do you wanna... see what it's like?' And he got so nervous that he blurted out 'I-I-I'll keep you super safe, Mommy!' And it just melted my heart! I couldn't resist!"

I laughed, massaging Gav's bloated belly, "Such a cutie, Gav. Well, Jen, um, do you want to stay in there?" I heard another muffled giggle inside, "Actually, yes. If Gavvy doesnt mind, that is." Gav giggled too, "I-I don't mind. It feels nice." I smiled, "Heheh, alright then. So are both of you skipping dinner?" Gav whimpered, "N-no dinner? I-I want dinner, dad!" I chuckled and rubbed his snout. "Well Gav, you can't eat with mommy in there." Jenny chimed in from inside, "Daddy's right, honey. I don't wanna be covered in pizza." She rubbed his belly lightly. Gav nodded, "O-ok. Tell me when you wanna come out, mom." He laid down on the floor next to me and rolled onto his back. I sat beside him and kept gently rubbing his belly. Gav was getting big, really big. Big enough to swallow my wife whole, and he was only 9 years old, which is actually like 13 for humans. Dragons are said to live for a century or more. If he keeps growing like this, we won't have a home he can fit in. For now, I just tried to take it all in stride, and get the best out of it.

The next morning was strange. Gav had puked up Jenny last night, weird as it is to think about, and we all had dinner after a shower and mopping. If we ever did something like that again, we'd need to prepare. What Gavin learned to do was uncanny and odd, and I was actually curious. Being Sunday, neither Jenny nor I worked. So once breakfast was over and Gavin went out to fly off the meal, I held a little meeting with Jenny. I pulled her aside from the dishes and hugged her. "Strange times, huh babe?" I chuckled. She nodded, "Very strange, but not unwelcome." I smiled, "You and your optimism is what kept Gav out of the pound last night. How was that? I'd imagine getting swallowed would be terrifying." I chuckled and Jenny blushed, quite a bit. "W-well... actually no. If it was anything or anyone else, yes. But Gavvy, he... he was so gentle. Honestly John, I think you should try it."

I laughed, "Ha! Jen, come on. I mean, I understand spur of the moment impulse, but I-" She shushed me by putting her finger to my lips. "Baby, really, you should try it~" She couldn't help but smile widely. I chuckled, "Was it that nice?" She nodded, "Nicer than you could know right now." That shocked me a little. "Really? That nice? Wow, I didn't think it could be." She smiled, "Ask him when he gets back. It'll build trust, trust me." She winked. I smiled, "Alright, I'll ask Gav when he comes back."

Soon enough, a panting Gav returned home. He went to his water tub, where he sunk his head in. It cooled him off and he gulped mouthfuls of water. The tub is in the kitchen, so I watched him. I could see the muscles of his throat pump the water down. I had to admit, it stirred some thoughts in my head. "So Gav, you said you can control the ice in your belly? Your non-digestion?" I asked. He gulped down his last mouthful and his head pulled up from the water, "Yup! I practice while I fly. Why dad?" He asked. I chuckled, "Well, I'd kinda like to see what it's like in there." Gavin blushed brightly, "R-really daddy? I thought you were mad when I swallowed mom..." I smiled and rubbed his cheek, "Nah buddy! I was just really surprised. Mommy told me that it was really comfy. I've been pretty tired all day, so you think I could get a good rest in?" He smiled as wide as I'd ever seen, "Of course dad! You'll be safe and comfy in my belly!" His tail wagged quickly, a testament to his sheer excitement.

"So uh... how do we go about this?" I said. Gav smiled, "Well, first, t-take off your shoes please." I chuckled and slipped them off, along with my socks and jacket. "I'm guessing these kinds of things aren't very comfortable to have inside, huh?" He nodded, "Ya... I realized that when I took mommy out of my belly. Jeans are really scratchy in me too.." I sighed and looked at my brand new blue jeans. I took them off as well, leaving me in briefs and a Muse T-shirt. "This is enough, right?" Gav nodded, "Y-yes, that's fine. Are you ready, dad?" I sat down in front of him, "Ya bud, I'm ready." I smiled and rubbed his neck, like he always loved. He purred, really just a throaty rumble.

It got louder as he opened his mouth in front of my feet. It was the first time I'd looked at Gavin in a different light. As his jaws parted... I dunno... I got scared. Now, I've looked in Gavin's mouth on multiple occasions. Having to get stuck food out, pulling baby teeth, helping him brush. Not having opposable thumbs makes that kind of stuff troublesome. But never before had I'd seen those teeth as razor sharp eviscerators, or his tongue as some savage probe. When he scooped my feet up in his mouth, I stiffened and felt the need to say, "C-careful with those teeth Gav!" He looked at me, a little surprised, "O-of course dad, I would never hurt you..." He seemed stunned that anything but safety was guaranteed. And he was right, my legs slid into his mouth with no issues from his chompers. His mouth was big enough to allow for my width, but by the time my legs went past his lips my feet were getting swallowed. His tongue stayed fairly still, but it felt odd and made me stifle a giggle when it occasionally undulated and twitched. The saliva that his drooly mouth was soaking me in was slick, clingy, and kinda hot. Like a hot tub kind of hot. Its a bit unpleasant for a few seconds, but you get used to it. And just like a hot tub, when I got used to Gav's heat, it was soothing. It almost soaked into my skin, warming me so deeply I thought I felt my bones relax.

My waist was approaching Gavin's jaws, my calves firmly in his throat. I expected the most uncomfortable thing to be the tightness. Gavin is bigger than me, yes, but outer size isnt a clear indication of inner space. Being human, I know that trying to swallow anything that's bigger than a marble starts getting dangerous. The same is true with most mammals. Our throats just dont stretch very much. Dragons are, obviously, not mammals, they're reptiles. But I had no clue just how big that difference was. The more I was swallowed into his body, the more I realized how stretchy he was. The flesh of his insides contracted and flexed around me, but never made it unpleasant. In fact, as embarrassing as it was to think about, it was rather pleasant. The pink flesh was like living pillows, like Gav was lined inside with wet, hot silk. I cautiously wiggled my toes and blushed heavily. There wasn't anything I experienced like that before. My feet moved against– well to put it simply– tight walls of pure comfort. They squished and slid against my movements in slippery ways. My butt was sat on his tongue, which felt odd in itself. I reached into his mouth and gently stroked his cheek. You know when you pet a cat for the first time, and how amazed you were that anything that incredibly soft and warm could be a cute, living being? I got that feeling in spades inside Gavin. I immediately understood why Jenny went through with this. Nothing could stop me from getting in his belly now except an emergency. It's all I wanted, to be surrounded by this inexplicable comfort. I felt silly again for trying to call the cops on Gav. I blushed brightly at every thought zooming through my slowly hazing mind. Jenny was right, this is pretty nice, I thought. From the waist down I was engulfed by Gavin and his pillowy insides. My shoulders were resting on his teeth, which Gav did the kindness of supporting me with his tongue so I didn't get maimed.

Just as my head was moving between his teeth, Jenny came into the kitchen. She giggled, "Awww, how cute." She walked up to Gav and sat in front of him. She stared at me through his open jaws. "Aren't you two adorable." She grabbed Gavin's tongue and gently stroked it, which he seemed to love. My body vibrated as he purred, which was an odd sensation. She chuckled and blew me a kiss as I was sucked down into Gav's squishy, tight throat. For a little while, maybe fifteen seconds, I was fully encompassed in his pulsing esophagus. I could feel the slight sagging of his neck as I was pumped down. I felt myself curve a little upwards and I realized I was sliding past his ribcage. Which is when I noticed the strong beating heart passing me. It made me feel so small. Wow, this is really happening. That was Gavin's heart! I just slid under his heart! My mind was racing with just the concepts. Me, a living being, inside another living being. It's ... kinda intimate. Like snuggling with a sibling or close friend during a movie kind of intimate. It was just cute to think about, personally. Gav was giving me a full body hug. His throat was still too tight to move in, but I wiggled for him. He liked that, judging from the intense purring.

Soon, my feet were free of the tightness and hung in open space. I had a brief moment of panic, remembering basic biology of stomachs. Acid. But then I shunted them away with recent events and Gavs odd control of belly acids. I'll be fine, I thought to myself. As he kept swallowing me whole, I felt a pressure. After a familiar giggling, I knew it was Jenny. She must've been petting him wherever I went inside. My legs passed through the ring of flesh in his stomach and my feet touched the bottom. "Woah! That's... that's so squishy!" I slowly slipped inside his fleshy tummy. It was awkward getting oriented, but eventually I got into a comfortable position. It wasn't exactly roomy inside Gav. I had to curl up a little bit, but it weirdly wasn't very claustrophobic. It was cozy. Maybe it was because I trusted Gavin. I knew that if I wanted out, he'd oblige. But I was content to stay there, within him. His heart beating steadily above me, air filling his lungs and making his belly distend, the loud rumbling of his draconic purrs. A living symphony

Outside the lizard, Jenny sat beside him. She tucked her legs under his belly, which I felt inside. She blushed, marveling at the roundness of Gavin's stomach. "Wow, so this is what it looks like? To have someone in your belly?" Gavin nodded at her, "Ya. It feels really nice." He let some of his weight rest on her legs and purred. The twin lines of subtle pressure underneath pressed me softly against the top of Gav's gut. It was tight, and now just a little claustrophobic, but knowing I had a choice to leave made it better. It wasn't that bad really, but it was really wet. His throat kept pumping saliva into his stomach. Then it'd mix with the lubricative fluids inside, and eventually drain into his intestines. It was kinda fun to learn more about how Gavin's body worked. I felt gravity flip upside down suddenly. I guess he rolled over. Then his stomach got really tight! Something from above pressed down on his belly.

Jenny was laying on top of Gavin and could feel my mild squirming under her. She looked at him, at his face. His head rested on the floor and his tongue lolled out of his grinning mouth. She could tell his mind was hazy with bliss and decided to take an opportunity. "So Gavin, how do you feel about all of this?" He licked his lips, "Mmmmm, full~" He giggled. Jenny laughed, "Well thats obvious, silly! I mean with us going inside you, how does that make you feel?" He looked at her and thought about it. "Well, it makes me happy. I can hug you better than I can with my claws. But I... I guess it feels kinda weird too." Jenny looked at him curiously, "Why does it feel weird, Gavvy? Do we stuff you full?" She giggled and rubbed his scaly, rotund tummy. He smiled and purred lightly, "Oh no, I still have plenty of room! It's just that... you're my mom and dad. Maybe not my real mom and dad, but you raised me. I dunno, it just feels... strange. Its fun and satisfying, but... I feel like it shouldn't be you guys in there."

Jenny nodded, "I think I know what you mean, Gav. John and I have been your role models and your source of discipline. With you getting so big, and now with your odd stomach ability, we don't have much of any power over you. We've been thinking about this a bit, actually. We can't control you anymore, Gav. If you really wanted to, you could fly away anytime. Of course, we want you to stay for as long as you can, but we won't tell you what you want. I'm actually glad that you enjoy eating us like this. It's a transition, in my eyes, into you becoming more independent. You're still young, but you grow fast. Before we know it, you'll be a big mighty dragon off to adventure in the skies." Jennifer's eyes began to water as she thought of her little boy leaving. "You'll always be my special little guy, Gavin." She leaned forward and hugged him around the neck. He returned the hug, laying his thick arms around her and surrounding the two in his wings. "And whatever might biology say," he added, "you'll always be my mom." He rubbed his stomach lightly, "And dad."

A few tears fell from her eyes and she smiled. "I'm glad, Gavvy. And do you still feel weird about all... this?" She said, putting her ear to his belly. The light gurgles made her smile. He chuckled, "A little, but less so. I guess it's nice to taste a bit of power now and then, especially an innocent one like this." He burped, resulting in more gurgles and a wiggly me. I stroked the soft flesh of his stomach, causing a symphony of purring and giggling. Jenny rubbed back at his belly. She lost herself in thought for a short while, then snapped back into reality with an idea that made her grin. "Say Gavvy, how much more room you got in there?" She giggled. He smiled, "Plenty! Why?" She rubbed his snout, "Because.. well.." She gently began to push her hand into his mouth.

"Oh!" He smiled, "I see what you mean." He opened his mouth, allowing Jenny to crawl inside. She removed her shoes and the rough fabric jeans she had on, keeping on her light shirt and underwear. She climbed in, the steamy dragon breath swirling into her nose. At least it smelled like bacon and not a normal dragon's diet. As her knees reached his tongue, she began to nuzzle her way into his slimy, tight throat. It grabbed her, pulling her deep into his neck with it's gulping peristalsis. She slid down his body, the lithe bulge within him sliding down his neck, through his chest, and settled into his stomach. She slid on top of me, though headfirst, unlike me. Gavin couldn't stop giggling and purring as we tried to reorientate ourselves. Our heads rested at the top of his belly, near his thumping heart. She laid on top of me, my arms around her. Yes it was tight and hot, but it was quietly peaceful. The only noises were our breathing, Gavin's heartbeats, and the light gurgles and glorps of his insides. I ran my finger's through Jenny's saliva soaked hair. "So, do you think this will be a regular thing? Cause if it is our water bill is going through the roof!" I chuckled. She laughed, "Oh no, when Gav wants to do this he'll have to work for it! After all, he won't be a kid for very long. Can't get everything he wants for free." She smiled. I smiled too and gave her a little kiss, "I love you, Jen." She kissed me back, "Love you too, John."

And we simply laid there, the three of us. Enjoying each other's company, us with cozy confines, Gav with a perfectly full belly. Blissful, peaceful, and most importantly...

Together.