You're new here, and very much so not the biggest predator around - it can't hurt to get to know someone as formidable looking as the komodo dragon herm, right?
As you pad your way across the slick floor, you take in the sight of the hulking, thickly curvy herm you're intent on befriending. Half again as tall as you, her powerfully broad shoulders are equally dwarfed by her broodmotherishly wide hips and her prodigiously curvy flesh. Muscles struggle to make themselves seen beneath thick layers of plush pounds, everything about her plumper than your own softly bottom-heavy figure by a large margin. Her own protruding gut's got a hint of muscles about it, and looks far denser than your own plush belly. Even her tail's packing extra pounds, its fat length shoving her enormous asscheeks apart. She's on the cusp of looking obese, and through her hyper features and remaining glimmers of muscle manages to instead come off volptuously strong-fat.
Perhaps it's because her figure is balanced in its heavy way, that the package larger than your entire body doesn't look overly large on her. And what junk it is; a plump pair of barrel sized nuts swaddled in soft, leather-like scales bounces between the komodo herm's meaty legs like a punching bag. Each time she pulls her cock back from the skullfucking she's so focused on, you see a python of glistening flesh the color of innards delving into the snakeherm's throat. It's thickly covered with bumps and ridges that make its heavily veiny mass look as intimidating as possible, and it looks like it's scraping the naga's mouthhole raw in the best way possible. Ah, just imagining how it'd feel to get such a rough fucking as that bitchslayer can dish out~
As you get close the dragon's head cranes around to peer at you, and on seeing your reptilian nature she offers you a prompt smile, still using the naga in her grasp like a choking cocksleeve.
"Well hey there little sister," she says with friendly tone of scalie solidarity, "nice to meet you - you new here, or a veteran that couldn't help but note my greatness?"
"It's my first day," you readily admit as you keep looking over her well-fed, fecundly powerful figure with open awe and lust, "and to be honest, I was hoping to make some friends, and thought-"
"Of course," the massive komodo dickgirl interrupts with a knowing nod and a particularly loud gurgle from the figure pressed to her crotch, "you couldn't help but wish to make friends with someone stronger than you; it is only proper to seek the mighty."
"Ah... huh."
"While normally I'd treat you no better than these commoners," she says with an absent clawed gesture at everyone else in the showers, leaning in close like she's going to whisper a deal your way, "since you're a scaled kin with such keen eyes, I shall take you on as my busom buddy."
She pounds her barrel chest with a fist, her massive and heavily protruding melons jiggling fiercely at the impact.
"Be proud, that you shall be able to call the great Tiamatrix your friend!"
Well, she's a bit gregarious - that's pretty normal for dragons though, as you understand it.
"And it's nice to meet you, Tia'," you boldly shorten the bigger competitor's name while offering up your hand, "My name's Zoe, nice to meet you!"
For a moment you fear you've pushed too hard, but with an amused snort the bigger gal reaches down to envelop your hand in her own.
"Well met - now as you clearly don't know who I am since you dared call me so irreverently, listen well as I tell you of my greatness!"
You do your best to not glaze over and get lost in eye-raping Tia's profoundly sexy mass, and actually listen to some of what she says.
According to 'the great Tiamatrix', the curvy komodo dickgirl talking to you is... actually pretty locally famous. You're not sure how true that is - proper celebrities have fans spotting them all the time right? - but since you only just recently arrived in these lands, you wouldn't really know. In any event, the big wingless dragon herm has been in the vore career for years, even if she's also a first time Stadium competitor just like you. She styles herself as a hero to the people, having stalked and consumed ruffians, scoundrels and ne'erdowells throughout the land, keeping the roads and rural towns safe. She also complains about people sometimes being ungrateful when she demanded the tithe of flesh she was due as their protectors, but you don't pry into that too much. Or the fact she mentions the lands having gotten leaner, as if someone had been slurping down too many folk. You also stay pointedly nonjudgmental when she admits that part of the reason she's here is because it's been getting harder to chase down fleeing prey with all of her sexy weight. Whatever the story, she's been gobbling people with every hole she's got, and could probably teach you a thing or two, besides being a relatable friend.
Tia's not done talking about how awesome she is with just her history, though. She's also extra proud of her junk, touting it as the greatest dick and balls any dragon could lay claim to. You politely nod along as she brags about her genital control, and how she can compress her package down to a size more in line with your own maleness, or let it balloon so big even she has to put in effort to move it. She makes a point of swelling her dong to full voring size while still fucking the busty naga's mouth, and as the choking snake gurgles around the massive member Tia proudly claims only giants and those with unhinge-able jaws can give her head. Thinking back to the massive meals you've gobbled down in your time you're not sure you believe her bold claim, but again you say nothing because hey, you're here to make friends not pointlessly argue, right? Besides it's far more interesting to listen to Tia admit how much she likes straining massive maws with her pecker, and how she doesn't even care how unhappy that makes the snake still wrapped about her crotchmeat.
Just as the thickly muscled and heavily curved hulk of a komodo dragon winds down in talking about herself, she finally seems to notice the shemale bunny furiously pounding her asshole, and shoots them and their slowly swelling dick a patronizing look.
"...Oh wow are you still trying to make me feel that," Tia incredulously throws over her shoulder at the comparatively diminuitive figure giving their all to railing her big asshole, "that's just... I hope you aren't expecting me to wait around all day for your dick to grow big enough, and you to get rough enough that I bat an eye."
The femininely curvy and busty shemale gripping the komodo's expansive ass flags at the backhanded insult, and Tia's only just getting started.
"...I mean really why bother with something so puny," she says as a hand rises to her face and she smugly smiles behind its covering, "surely there's someone smaller and more easily impressed you could spend your time on."
Slowing to a stop the white bunny looks utterly crestfallen as they drop off the thick dragon's ass and lay their feet back on the ground.
"Yes that's right," your new scalie friend says as she almost casually hilts herself in the naga's face and blows hundreds of gallons of spooge down her gullet, "run along, and find someone more your speed to play with, okay sweetie?"
Inflating the snakeherm like she's filling a balloon - to the point even her tail of a lower body plumps up - Tia casually tosses her dicksucker aside, and the depressed looking bunny runs over to help them limp off in sexual defeat.
"Well that was fun I suppose," she backhandedly compliments the retreating duo before turning back to you with a smile as she pats her shrinking junk, "but not half so fun as talking with you - you're such a good listener!"
You suppose that's inevitable, when you're politely saying nothing in the face of someone intent on monopolizing conversation like Tia did - but it seems to have netted you a highly capable friend, so what do you care?
"Well thank you - though half the credit's got to go to you for having such interesting things to say!"
You're pretty sure that was precisely the right response, as the great Tiamatrix looks at you like a parent proud of their child's first steps.
"Well," Your big new scalie friend says after a moment's pleased pause, "I don't know about you, but I've worked up a bit of an appetite - would you like to go to the food stands and get some grub?"
That might not be a bad idea - you've heard interesting things about the variety of meals the stadium offers guests and competitors alike - but on the other hand...
"That'd be nice, but since I've been more or less an ambusher rather than a fighter for most of my vorish career," you admit with a glance back towards the locker rooms and the sparring mats beyond, "I'd quite like to get in a bit of sparring practice, if that interested you."
"Oh? Learning how to dominate your prey from someone as great as me... that certainly would be smart, and I wouldn't mind helping you... but I'm still hungry..."
Tia looks positively torn on what to do... you bet you could push your big new friend in whichever direction you'd prefer.
Tearing your eyes away from her sexually luscious body, you look up at Tia's face and suggest you both...
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author