Expecting him to be unaware of his presence, Krashy's fast pace gains speed as the shark just a few meters away from FT! Suddenly, the dragon turns to notice Krashy, and tugs a rope hidden under the sand! The force of the rope pulls up a well hidden net from within the sand in front of Krashy!
It as too late to avoid the trap, and Krashy flailed in his quick attempt to dodge the net, only to collide into it. The purple shark struggled and writhed within the tight net, only making any chance of escape even more difficult due to him twisting the net into a crowded bundle. FT happily floated over to his catch, humming to himself a joyful tune.
Grabbing the net and heaving it over his back, the dragon simply swims back to shore with and encased Krashy.
"Ergh! Let me out of this thing before I decide to eat you in a more unpleasant way next time, you stupid lizard!" Krashy roared out in rage. He bucked his tail and flared his fins out, but to no avail.
"Oh! You expect me to just release you, even after all the times you've devoured me at beach? I don't even have enough fingers on my hands to start counting off how many times that have happened." FT answered back. Krashy only squirmed in frustration as they approached the coastline. "Besides..." FT continued as he gave a short lick against Krashy's body through a net hole, "...I like seafood."
Krashy was placed at the very edge of the water as FT walked over to his small camp on the beach and began to start of fire. FT spoke again, "I don't enjoy cooking my victims to fatal events but you'll be over the fire for only a minute. I prefer my meals to be a little warm, instead of wet and cold." He smirked a mischievous smile at Krashy and went back to working again.
Krashy only grumbled and began to devise a plan for his escape. Although the rope was thick for the net, Krashy might be able to bite through, but if that doesn't work maybe he could try to appease FT in another way...maybe he could...No! Never! Krashy tried shaking the thought away of pleasuring the dragon just for his freedom. He blushed quickly and forgot about that dreadful plan.
Time was rushing short for Krashy as the fire flared and FT was almost done setting up. Krashy gaped his jaws open as far as he possibly could withing the confined net, and chomped his sharp teeth around a rope knot. He gritted and gnashed his teeth together against the rope, nibbling around the edges.
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