Lucas & Norman’s Lovely & Naughty Christmas: Part 1 (Patreon Exclusive)

Characters: Lucas ( https://toyhou.se/11664234.lucas ) and Norman ( https://toyhou.se/13594264.norman ).  They're back baby!

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Sorry for posting this so late in the day. >m< I'm still dealing with a lot of little emergencies atm, mostly carrying over from last month.  Long story short, time got away from me, and it's been getting away from me for a while (you might have seen I've been posting more in the afternoon lately) because of all the terrible things going down.  Things are super rough atm, but I am trying to pull through.

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Lucas hummed quietly to himself as he got out of his car, his hand catching and rubbing the hem of his shirt.  It was finally Christmas Eve–and he had been looking forward to spending the holidays with his datemate, Norman, for quite a while.  It was hard to believe the day was finally here.  “Geez, this month went by fast,” the green dragon muttered.  He smiled thoughtfully.  “But at least now I get to have time with them. . .”

And so, here he was.  He approached the door of Norman’s apartment (it was blue, with a lovely holiday wreath dotted with flowers hanging from the center) and knocked nervously, shouldering his backpack as he did so.

He heard moving around inside, and a moment later, the door swung open.  Norman–a snowy owl taur, with insect legs sprouting out between their front and back paws–gave their boyfriend a great big smile.  “You made it!” they exclaimed cheerfully.

“You know I wouldn’t miss this for the world,” the dragon replied.

That only made the taur’s grin wider.  “Well, come on in!” they exclaimed.  “I got plenty of stuff planned for us. . .”

Lucas nodded and went inside the house, closing the door behind him and hanging his coat and backpack on the rack.  He was greeted by Norman’s living room area, a cozy space with a couch, some seats, a TV (Elf was currently playing quietly), and a lovely Christmas tree, decorated with various ornaments.

“I’ll go get us the food,” the insect owltaur said.  “You just relax in front of the TV, ok?”

“Uh, ok,” the dragon agreed.  He sat down on the couch, getting in a comfortable spot near the armrest.  His eyes drifted from the Will Ferrell movie to his fidgeting fingers–he still was a little bit nervous, after all.  He and Norman hadn’t been dating long, only a few months, and the last thing he wanted was for their holiday time together to go badly!  But what if something went wrong?

“Back!” Norman exclaimed.  The insect owltaur came into the room with a large plate full of sugar cookies, all in different Christmas-y shapes–ornaments, snowflakes, Santas, and more–and decorated with icing and sprinkles.  Smiling, they plopped their long body on the couch next to Lucas and said in a teasing voice, “Does my pet want a bite?”

Lucas blushed.  He knew exactly where this was going–he and Norman had discussed the evening in advance, after all (he liked knowing a general itinerary of events, whenever possible).  “Yes, master, I would,” he replied.

“Good boy,” Norman praised him.  “Then let’s feed you, and make you nice and plump.”

They put the plate onto their lap.  Taking a snowflake cookie in one hand, the insect owltaur used their other hand to gently lift up Lucas’s shirt, and rub the dragon’s bare belly.  “Open wide, cutie.”

Lucas obeyed, and Norman put the cookie into his mouth–they were the perfect size, big enough to be a filling bite, but small enough to sit comfortably on his tongue.  “Now chew and swallow,” Norman ordered.

The green dragon obeyed, eagerly indulging on the cookie: it had plenty of texture thanks to the sprinkles, and the sweetness was a nice, relaxing flavor.  With a sigh, he gulped down the first bite, letting it travel to his stomach.

“Good boy,” his master purred, rubbing Lucas’s stomach with a smile.  “We’re going to make you so big tonight. . . Are you ready?”

“I am, master,” the dragon replied eagerly.

“Excellent.  Here comes more. . .”

And so, Norman fed their pet, one cookie at a time.  Lucas happily accepted the food, and each time he swallowed a new bite, he was rewarded with belly rubs and praise.  That just motivated him all the more, and as he kept eating, he felt himself relax and get lost in the moment. . . Ah, this was the life.

And then, when he opened his mouth for another cookie, Norman gave their pet a smile and said, “Looks like you ate them all, big boy.  I have no more to give you. . . But look how much you’ve grown!”

The dragon looked down at his belly with a grin–he always liked saving this part for last.  Yes, he could feel his gut growing underneath him, but seeing it was a different matter entirely.  And he very much liked what he saw: his gut had grown to the size of a watermelon, bulging out enormously from his midsection.

“Ahhhh, you’re such a good boy,” his master cooed.  The insect owltaur smiled, and then brought their other hand on Lucas’s stomach, rubbing the big gut with two paws.  “I’m so proud of you, pet.  You ate every single bite of that, all for me. . . That’s my good boy.”

Lucas smiled and closed his eyes, enjoying the massage.  “Thank you, master,” he said.  “Thank you.”

Norman smiled.  “I wonder how I can play with you next. . .

“Ah.  I think I have an idea.”