The shy little boys

The shy little boys where slowly approaching the forest.
Barefoot and only wearing small pants the slender young boys walked carefully. Much bare and pale skin, thin necks and shoulders, flat chests and stomachs, low fat and small muscles. Just a group of ten skinny, barefeeted boys and at all they feared about the dragon, they feared not to be able to slay it.

Armed with bows and arrows and carrying long knifes they entered the forest area, their bright and fast eyes moving around, their young feet placed carefully between roots and wood. They sneaked over small hills, climbed on threes to see further and walked through the forest.

In the middle of the forest the trees and the earth has been burned and the big shape of the dragon was laying
on the floor. The beast was sleeping, all boys smiled and took their long knifes out of their sheets.
They planned to stab the dragons softer flanks. The softer belly was unfortunately on the ground.
But they would get the beast rear up for sure so they could reach the softer abdomen, sending waves of pain
through the dragons belly.

The boys sneaked on bare feet around the dragon, watching its strong legs and neck. They saw the paler parts
of the beasts body and saw how soft they where. They planned to attack there at once, using the surprise moment to attack again and again as long the dragon was in pain.

Five boys stood on the left and five on the right flank, knifes drawn and waiting for a sign of their commander.
The strong boy knew that the dragon would wake up from the stabbings and yelled loudly to the other boys.
All of them pointed their knifes on the almost white flanks and stabbed them into the dragons body.

The beast suddenly roared, its whole underside convulsing in pain.
The boys took the knifes out and trusted them in for a second time. The big dragon was on all fours, rearing its head
upwards, screaming again and the boys had the chance of a third stab.

But then the beast was swirling around, biting at the boys at its left, so that the boys on its right side trusted
their knifes into again. The start of the fight was a good one, the dragon was bleeding on its sides. It was roaring in pain and the boys smiled and wanted to attack the beast more.

The five boys jumped back, ran in circles and some took their bows out.
They hit the one side with fifteen arrows and the beast was trembling and screaming in pain. The boys on the right side jabbed their knifes the fifth and sixth time into the flank.

The dragon was roaring very loud now. It was rearing up on its hindlegs and hissed at the boys. A small boy walked in front of the now free abdomen, stabbing its knife into the soft flesh.
The others where distracting or shooting arrows, hitting the soft big belly and letting the beast constantly roar.

The dragon stomped on its small legs, its big belly hanging helpless in front of it getting shot by arrows.
Some more arrows hit the soft, vulnerable belly, letting the beast roar in pain and trust its neck upwards.
Small amounts of blood already went out of the holes and a boy threw his knife right into the middle of the belly.
The whole stomach tighten up, the beast stomped, receiving more arrows and went to the ground again.

The boys where happy to see the big creature suffer. The most arrows they had sent into its belly had been jerked
in further because of the impact of the dragons underside on the ground. It made the dragon rear up again for a short time and the boys where aiming for the belly again, sending more arrows into it.

The boys reatreated, letting the big creature writhe on the ground. They jumped around and mocked at the beast.

Some boys found a big horde of wild boars with sharp teeth. They hunted them till they reached the dragon. All of these animals got in rage as they saw the dragon. With their really long sharp tusks the boars run against the squirming dragons side and brought them into the flank, ripping long wounds into it.

The boys got happy and the dragon bite one of the hogs many times before it killed it.
The others continued to beat and trust their tusks into the flesh of the dragon until it went off in agony and
reared on its hindlegs again.

This was a big mistake, because now the wild boars started to attack the underbelly of the dragon, ripping the
white flesh with their sharp tusks. The dragons was not able to defend its underside against the hogs, its
neck was not long enough to bite them.

All boys started again firing arrows into the weak belly, shooting many of them into it. As the dragon tried to
reach the boys, the boars attacking more frequently and ripped open the whole abdomen of the dragon.
Lots of blood sprayed around the the dragon reared up again and again.

Suddenly its legs gave up and the dragon fell on its side. The wild animals ripped its soft belly open, ramming
their long tusks many times into the soft tissue. The boys now spotted the pigs with arrows until one after one collapsed.

The dragon was dying. Its whole underside was spotted over and over with big wounds and it laid helpless on the ground.
Its big neck still arched around and the belly was moving up and down.

The boys jumped to chest and underside, started to open the moving belly further with their hunting knifes until the
dragonbeast lost its strength.

It tried to tighten its muscles but the underside was destroyed and the boys celebrated their victory. They stabbed and cut many times until the dragon finally collapsed and stabbed more times until the beast was death.