MUNCH

Woman eating, dragon

    Marglith was not happy. Oh she understood that somebody had to be sacrificed to the dragon. The sacrifice of one virgin would both give a hero a chance to kill the beast and even if he failed the dragon would accept the offering and leave the city alone for another year. She just could not understand why she had to be the one that found herself tied to the post naked. Surely there was some other virgin that would have been just as tasty. Even though everyone kept telling her that this year the hero had a very good chance of killing the monster somehow she had a hard time believing it. This had been going on for too many years now. If someone was ever going to kill the dragon and save the virgin it should have happened before this. 
    It had taken only minutes. She was quickly stripped and tied to the post. The ropes were not tight enough to be painful but there was no way she was going to ever get loose either. She had not seen the hero since the standard practice was for him to hide until he attacked the dragon. The way her luck was running he would save her, she would be stuck with him for the rest of her life, and he would turn out to be a complete lout with smelly feet. 
    While she waited she looked around the area outside of the dragon’s lair. She thought that some of the pebbles might have been bone fragments but she really did not want to know. It was kind of a depressing place anyway. Nothing grew there and the smell of brimstone from the dragon’s breath stunk. Then a soft growling was heard and a wisp of smoke came from the opening to the cave. The dragon was awake and coming. 
    Now the girl had the whole thing hit her. She would most likely die and be eaten. What would happen. Would she be killed outright and quickly or would she feel the beast crunching her bones slowly? Would she be eaten raw or would she be cooked by the flames that the dragon blew from his mouth? Would it hurt? There were tales that said if the maiden was brave the dragon might use magic to save her from pain but she figured it was just a story to give the poor girls hope. And where was that hero anyway? 
    Then the dragon lumbered out into the light. He was huge. She tried to shrink back into the post but of course she was the first thing he looked for. Something about those huge eyes froze her in place. Terror perhaps, the terror a mouse feels when the snake stares at it. Knowing that death is looking at you and being unable to do anything about it. Then she saw a movement over the mouth of the cave.
    The hero jumped down in an effort to land on the dragons back and maybe get in a fatal blow before it could react. A quick flap of one wing slapped the hero off to one side where he landed hard on the rocky ground. If not for his armor the fight would have been over right then. As it was he lost his sword and was stunned. To Marglith’s surprise the dragon did not follow up with an attack of its own. Instead it stood calmly while the now shaken hero picked himself up and found his sword. Clearly it did not feel it had anything to worry about. 
The attack be the hero was easily countered by a flap of giant wings and a hop off the hind legs. The dragon lightly did a half hop and half flight over the head of the armored man. A quick slap of the tail flattened him once more. By now she could see the dragon was looking bored. The so called hero had done nothing to even inconvenience the dragon much less put up an interesting fight. Another rush easily avoided was topped of by a small blast of flame aimed at the seat of his pants which was also about the only place not covered with steel armor. It went quickly downhill from there. The hero became a mouse being played with by a very large cat that had a sense of humor. Soon the cat got bored and the hero ended up as nothing more that pieces of armor spread around the area. Oh yes that and a light snack.
    When the dragon turned to look at her he was picking his teeth with the sword. Figuring she had nothing to lose she looked him in the eye and waited quietly just in case the stories were true. A huge paw reached out toward her. She noted that the claws were long and sharp with a knifelike ridge down the backside. He used that ridge to easily cut her bonds. That same huge paw wrapped itself around her body and she was lifted as easily as a doll and in the same manner. Helpless as a doll she could do nothing as the monster turned and carried her into the cave. 
    Instead of the expected darkness the cave was lit by jewels set into the walls. They passed huge amounts of treasure until the reached the back of the lair. There she saw a huge bed made of shredded material. Lining the walls were niches. In them were skulls, the skulls of the other virgins given to the dragon over the years. Soon Marglith’s  skull would join them. She hoped  and prayed her end would be quick. Alas it was not to be. 
    Her body was helpless when a claw entered her virgin cunt. Remembering that sharp ridge she froze if fear of being cut open. Her hymen was easily ruptured by the hard claw as it stretched her small channel. Part of her wondered, did this mean she was no longer virgin? Silly and in light of what followed minor. As she was maneuvered toward the junction of the dragon’s back legs she saw something that made her blood run cold. Her bleeding pussy was heading toward a huge erect male member. At least as big as her leg and already dripping fluid it clearly meant to ravage her. 
    There are no words to describe the feeling of having her body split by the alien rape. With no concern at all for her feelings or comfort the huge thing pushed into her until its outline could be seen through her belly skin. It opened her insides up like a pale and destroyed that which made her a woman. Her pussy was ripped open and her womb was pushed aside. She was past screaming. Then it began to fuck her. Long strokes, every one doing fresh damage to her ravaged body. Just when she thought she could survive no more she felt the huge organ shiver and spray its fluid into her. At first it felt cold then it burned. The fire spread until her whole body was aflame. Such agony. She  hardly noticed as her body was pulled off the huge prick. But she noticed when a razor edged talon opened her belly and let her guts fall out. The pain was beyond belief as her guts were then eaten. She could feel every bite. Once her insides were devoured the dragon started on her arms and legs. It took a very long time for her to be eaten and she was awake for and felt every bite until at last her head was bitten off. Her head went into its niche next to all the others.