The Dragonborn Dines On Dragons: Part 1 (Patreon Exclusive)

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You smile, your stomach growling loudly.  Eating Alduin has given you a craving for dragons. . . And now, you feel the need to satisfy that hungry.

You walk out to the nearest dragon burial mound, down at Lost Tongue Pass.  If your hunch is correct, there should be a dragon still there--and once he is defeated, others will come to try and best you.  Thus, you will get a feast.

You walk up to the pass, and sure enough, a dragon sits on top of a Word Wall--he has been gathering his strength, and was waiting for you.  The beast roars.  “Dragonborn!” he exclaims.  “I will best you!”

“We shall see,” you reply, smirking.  Then, you strike.

You unleash your shout, and scream, “GOL HAH DOV!”  The Bend WIll shout hits its target precisely, slamming into the dragon.  His eyes immediately glaze over, and though you can see he is trying to resist, you know you are too strong for him to break free.

“What do you want, master?” the beast asks.

You smirk.  “Feed yourself to me, dragon.  I am very hungry.”

“Very well.”

The dragon comes forward, twitching as he tries to resist your command, but unable to do so.  Soon his head is just an inch away from yours.  You smile, open your mouth wide, and shove his face inside your hungry maw.

The dragon has a salty, sweet flavor.  Your tongue washes across his scales, wanting to taste every inch of your meal, but you know you can’t take too long--the Bend Will shout won’t hypnotise this dragon forever, after all.  And so, you gulp down his head, and your lips stretch wide as you suck up the beast’s neck and body.

It isn’t until he is halfway inside of you, his head and neck making your stomach bulge out, that your Bend Will shout wears off.  The dragon starts struggling and screaming inside of you.  “No.  NO!” the beast yells.  “Let me out at once!”

You laugh, and just suck up his back legs.  Then you slurp up his tail like a spaghetti noodle, and watch as all of the dragon lands in your now-enormous belly.

You let out a /uuuuuurp/ of satisfaction.  “Mmm, you were tasty,” you tease the beast, smirking and slapping your big gut.

“I won’t be in here for long, foolish Dragonborn,” the dragon replies.  “Someone will come for me, and set me free!”

“That’s what I’m counting on,” you reply, grinning.  “You were tasty, sure, but I’m in the mood for a feast.”

You can practically see the beast’s heart sink.  “No. . . You don’t mean. . .?!’

“That’s right,” you say gleefully.  “I’m going to have a dinner of you dragons.  And there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”

Right on cue, there is a loud crashing sound.  Looking up, you see a female dragon has landed.  “Dragonborn!” she yells.  “Unhand my kin this instant!”

You just laugh, and let out your shout.  “GOL HAH DOV!” you scream.  The dragon instantly stops, and you order her, “Feed yourself to me.”

And that is how your day goes.  You feast on dragon after dragon thanks to the Bend Will shout, your stomach stretching further and further as more and more beasts come inside.  Each time you swallow a dragon, another comes to avenge them, but then they, too, become your food.

By the time the sun is setting, you’ve swallowed almost fifty dragons--perhaps all the dragons in Skyrim by this point!  You smile and rub your belly, which has now become an impossibly large size thanks to your meal.  Inside, the dragons are struggling and trying to escape, but they’re not getting out of here.

Now, what to do with them. . .?