It's Artoria from fate being gulped by a dragon
Tags: Oral Vore, Human Prey, Dragon Pred, Non Consensual
"Nnh! Have at you, Monster!" Artoria cried out, slashing her sword, Caliburn at the great wyrm's mouth-. She felt it draw in air as it's stomach began to glow, and she quickly dove for cover before burning hot, flickering orange flames spewed forth from the beast's huge maw. But no sooner than she was back on her feet, the Knight was whacked into the wall of the cavern, her blade sent flying-! Helpless as she recovered from the shock of the impact, she remained blind to the approaching creature, as it's long tongue slipped out of it's mouth to lick it's lips.. Finally recovering, Artoria scrambled to her feet, and leapt to the side!
The stone beneath her forefoot cracked under the sheer pressure of her movements, but she was just a moment too late. Before she knew what was happening, the wyrm had her foot tightly in it's maw. It swung her through the air, and, with expert precision, raised a single claw to free the girl of her clothes and armour. Again she was swung, now to the opposite side, further disorienting her, before she was then thrown upwards, remaining in the air for only a moment before she was caught whole, headfirst in the dragon's mouth.
The next thing she knew, she could feel it's huge, slimy, rough tongue rubbing up against her back, against her ass, between her legs, covering her in thick slime and saliva..~ It was so hot where she was. So humid, too.~ Indeed, the moment she realised what had happened she started to helplessly struggle!~ "Mmnrph! Mmrph! Hhhrph!" Letting out cries that were muffled to the outside, though there was still nobody to hear them..~
The great beast tilted it's mighty head upwards.. and gulped.~
"Nnhmn! Hmnh!" Muffled whines and whimpers continued to escape Artoria's lips as she was forced down, into the dragon's gullet. It was pitch black, and if the poor girl had thought herself covered in slime before-.. now, she was having it rubbed into every ounce of her being. Her breasts, her thighs, her hips, her stomach..
Her whole body was being tightly squeezed and massaged with that terrible slime and she was struggling even simply to not to get mouthfuls of it at a time, with each hopeless cry for help. Thanks to it's recent breathing of fire, the beast's throat was swelteringly hot to the point of addling the poor Knight's mind.
Combined with her quickly diminishing supply of oxygen, the girl was rapidly beginning to lose her senses. It was getting harder to think! So much harder to plan a way out. So much harder to think about even carrying that plan out..~
The further down she was forced, the worse it all got! It felt as though the dragon were purposefully trying to squeeze the life out of the little Knight, and the truth wasn't far off from that. Despite her fiercest, most desperate of struggles, she could barely manage to complete even a squirm in the beast's throat. Not that it even noticed, of course.~
It was well on it's way back to it's den, where it could curl up safe, and content with the snack it would have in it's stomach, which soon wouldn't be able to muster up even the slightest cry.~ Which of course, Artoria soon found herself in. Covered more now in juices than slime, those powerful, muscular walls began to knead the acids into every nook and cranny of her helpless, hopeless body. It seemed like no time at all had passed before she found her whole being begin to tingle..~