A GIRL AND HER DRAGON (SOFT VORE)

chapter 2 part 1

"Yaaaawn" Acnelia's eyes opened, but she didn't see anything. As she tried to stretch her arms, they met with something wet and fleshy. Actually, she could feel this soft, wet, and warm flesh everywhere around her. Right, as she could have forgotten! It felt completely normal that her nude body was covered in sticky goo, which was in fact digestive fluid. It felt so normal that the fact, that she's been in a dragon stomach slipped her mind. In other words, she got used to that. 

"Hey, you big boy..." Acnelia said sleepily, sliding her hand along the walls. "Dinner time's over. We don't want any trouble keeping them waiting." Morgan, that has been sleeping until now annoyingly rolled to his other side, wanting to keep sleeping. That turn made Acnelia roll inside that stomach, immersing her head into the fluids. "Hmmph! Come on! Let me out, you overgrown baby." Morgan rolled his eyes, getting lazily up. As he stretched his back and his wings with a yawn much mightier than Acnelias, Morgan lowered his upper body down and started to make belching sounds as Acnelia's body was being pulled up. As she was used to, she let her arms slip into the stomach hole, which brought her inside and felt being pulled up by the throat muscles. *BWUURP*. With an admirable burp, Acnelia's nude body plopped down into the hay with strings of juices connecting her body and Morgan's maw. She gasped from the sudden change of climate. Yes. The change of temperature was something, that she didn't get used to yet... "Well, hope you've had a good time." She smiled while wiping off the sticky juices from her face. "now to get myself cleaned..."

"Hmm... Do you feel alright Acnelia?" Yet again around the table, the whole family was feasting on some delicacies, containing of yesterday's bread with bacon, cheese (again), sliced onion, some dried fish, and still warm apple pie. Acnelia slowed down with chewing, her heartbeat rising. She wanted the fact, how she was sleeping with Morgan to remain a secret and due to that sometimes she became jumpy when she was asked questions that somehow linked with those 'dinners'. "Um... I feel perfect actually." She smiled at both her parents, taking another bite as her mom looked strangely at her. "Are you sure honey? But what's that with your skin? You're strangely pale. Are you sure you feel alright?" Leaning closer, she placed her hand on Acnelia's head, checking if she doesn't have a fever. "Moom, I'm perfectly fine!" Her heart was now racing. Was that due to those sleeping-in-stomach sessions? She couldn't know if those stomach juices actually weren't affecting her in some way... Still, she didn't want to believe that it was hurting her. It was true though, that she's been feeling rather weak lately. "Hm, we shouldn't underestimate such things." Her father said after a while. "When you'll be taking these boots to the shoemaker, you should stop by the doctor. He'll know better than us." Acnelia could only nod to that. "Oh... Yeah, you mean doctor Mundo, right? I'll make sure to visit him." She actually completely forgot that she promised to bring hers and Alek's shoes to the Icemnod's shoe workshop. "Yes, you do that." After that, the conversation shifted back to normal topics.

"Mooorgaan! We're going to the city. Yes, now. Well, don't look at me like that! It's not like I just made it up." Morgan again rolled his eyes, finished his breakfast fast, and jumped out of the barn energetically. "Heh, thanks bud." Moments later they could see their home disappearing behind them as they went by their well-known route to Icemont. Morgan carried their belongings on his shoulders in two satchels. As they were silently walking, they could both hear the breeze flowing peacefully nearby and the leaves rustling pleasantly. "You know, mom and dad are getting suspicious... It is true, that if someone knew, it wouldn't be good for either of us." Morgan tilted his head, looking at Acnelia, growling comfortingly. "You're right... well! Anyways, once we're there, maybe I'll buy you some snacks. What do you say? See? We're almost there." She pointed at a nearby sign, that said: Icemont - 3 km.

Icemont was a city inhabited by something around 15 thousand people. It worked as well as a fort for the dragon riders in the Ironwood mountains and so you could find anything scaling from casual bakeries to magic workshops. The houses were made from solid stone and the city overall hat a strangely warm touch. It was nice to be here. In the center at least. As the two of them were heading up the hill to the Icemont Castle, a bunch of dragon knights passed them. As promised, Acnelia bought cinnamon dried jerky at a local shop with dragon riding goods, which Morgan greedily gobbled up, making Acnelia laugh. The next stop was the shoemaker, who demanded payment beforehand promising to have it ready in 2 hours, so Acnelia and Morgan had plenty of time on their hands. "You know. Even if I do not want to, I should go see the doctor... I promised it after all. After that, we can do whatever we'd like, okay?"
A few meters away a man was sitting outside a restaurant. Following the local fashion, he wore a cape that was hiding his face in a shadow from others' eyes, efficiently blending him in among other guests of this rather crowded restaurant. This man's eyes of his dangerously flashing weren't focused on the delicious drinks or the wonders of the city. They were glued on Acnelia. Under the table, he was playing with a small one-handed crossbow. "So nice to meet you again... Miss Acnelia. Soooo nice to meet you again..." He smiled maliciously while loading a dart into that crossbow... "You won't get away with what you did to my brothers."