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Another near-miss, which both read the turkey’s attempt to dodge and got so far ahead of it that the jaws snapped shut right in front of the poor creature’s beak this time. That teal tail rose up, the tip of it swishing amusedly as this process continued.\n\nTrue to his word, the dragon was only playing with his food for now… but the turkey understood quite well that, at any moment, those long teal jaws might gape wide and snap him up for real, like the well-fed morsel that he was.\n\nHe needed a plan. Moreover, he needed to do something -- anything -- to stall until he had one.\n\nHe chose… to bullshit as hard as possible.\n\n“Wait! Wait!” shouted the turkey as the dragon’s head snaked in close for a closer-than-ever tease at devouring him. “Please, you’re going about this all wrong!” When those ruby eyes just stared at him, he continued, “Your dining experience will not be optimal if you swallow me whole! Not at all, at all!” A quiet ‘gub’ noise nervously followed the exclamation.\n\nThe dragon looked partly amused -- but also partly annoyed at what seemed like an obvious attempt to connive him: “What could possibly be wrong with just swallowing your plump, feathered form whole?”\n\n“Why, all these feathers, for one. The texture’s simply horrible, I’m told.”\n\nThe dragon bared his fangs in a grin. “I suppose I could pluck you first.”\n\n“Wait!! More importantly, if you just gulp me down, you’d be skipping getting to taste the most delicious part!”\n\n“Uh-huh,” said the dubious dragon. “So which part is that? Don’t tell me you’re suggesting I\n\nGazing into the dragon’s eyes with infinite, ardent seriousness, the turkey intoned: “The cream!”\n\nThat seemed to make him think a moment. 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The amusement had just taken a turn for the awkward. He didn’t feel a need to respond to the birdbrain’s babbling.\n\n“ULTIMATE MATING DANCE!!” the turkey squawked, before embarking upon a flurry of perplexing avian maneuvers: fanning his tail and folding it close, ruffling his wings before flapping them to accompany a quick backstep, strutting from side to side while making a progressively louder “gub-gub-gob-GOB…!!” noise…\n\n…and then, at the end of it all, jumping straight into the air and pressing his lower quarters forward, before landing in a low, spread-taloned crouch just in a time for his tapered avian penis to slide free of its hiding place and into the dragon’s view. It was slender, purplish pink, and not particularly exceptional for the arcanoturkey species. However, its tip was producing a single white droplet of liquid.\n\nThe dragon just kept staring at him, incredulous, and not quite noticing how much more relaxed he felt after watching the display. There was a cozy warmth coming over him, and the idea of tasting that “cream” to see whether it really tasted good no longer seemed insane.\n\n“So you’re telling me,” rumbled the dragon, “that your cum is the tastiest part.”\n\n“Absolutely, good sir. I mean… I am caught prey either way. There’s no reason to lie about it.”\n\n“Heheh… what a little twerp. Well, so long as you’re making bold statements about your taste…”\n\nThe dragon swiftly uncurled from his defensive posture by the lair’s exit… and exposed his own belly and groin. The turkey hadn’t gotten a good look down there before, but judging by the two teal lumps that protruded from his smooth underside like the sides of buried watermelons, it seemed this dragon possessed leathery scrotum and balls that preferred to be exposed to the cool air at least some of the time. Above that, the dragon’s seemingly small and tight sheath was starting to plump outward and expand, the edges of it soon stretching apart to reveal that…\n\n“Ohhh no!” moaned the turkey as the dragon’s penis emerged and then kept emerging: longer and longer, and as thick around as the lower part of a human’s leg.\n\n“Don’t usually fuck before I eat,” said the dragon casually, “but I can get into it. I am a dragon after all.”\n\nThe turkey gobbled rapidly and started fast-talking like his life depended on it -- because it clearly did. “You shouldn’t put that impressive member of yours inside me, dear sir. It might ruin the batch of cream.”\n\n“Heh,” said the dragon lazily as he swelled up to full erectness. “Yeah, bet it’d ruin more than the cream, you tiny thing…”\n\n“O-of course. Well, uhm,” he flapped nervously but kept his penis extended, trying to force gracefulness and poise and managing with great effort to succeed. “It’s important to use a strong tongue to extract the cream, you see. In fact…” he averted his gaze momentarily before looking squarely into the dragon’s eyes and exerting as much will as he could muster, “The more of it you taste, the more richly your own cream will flow, and the more relaxing your meal will be. After tasting enough of my cream, I imagine you will fall fast asleep.”\n\nThe dragon snorted thoughtfully. “Ah, isn’t that what humans complain about? Eating turkey makes ‘em sleepy?”\n\nThe turkey froze momentarily before nod-nodding, lifting both wings high, and saying, “Of course!”\n\nEven as lazily horny as he felt, the dragon refused to let the encounter look like anything other than him dominating the turkey. In a swift motion that toppled the bird sideways, the dragon lunged forward and circled around his avian partner, curling around and beneath him until the turkey was saddled atop his groin and pinned between his large hind legs. The posture pressed their genitals intimately close together, and the dragon began licking across both of them simultaneously while using a front claw to keep the bird in position.\n\nThe turkey couldn’t help fanning his wings a little and leaning into the dragon’s efforts. He hadn’t counted on the dragon’s tongue feeling so good -- a fact with which the dragon himself seemed entirely familiar, given how liberally that slender licker kept slurping incidentally across both. Already aroused by the mating charm, the dragon began having small spasms in his shaft and the area around his slit, before letting out thick dollops of his own pre. Despite its emergence, he did not bother licking it up, instead focusing more intently than before on drawing forth the turkey’s tastier “cream.”\n\nThe turkey knew what his own pre and cum tasted like; it was not in fact all that delicious. To the dragon, however, it seemed a delicacy defying description. Each droplet that he coaxed out of the turkey produced a rumble of pleasure and an ever more fervent attempt to massage that thin avian member to a climax. The awkward noises the turkey was making went blissfully ignored by the determined predator, who could only revel deeper as he felt the tasty cream-source reaching the edge. Then, amidst a beating of wings and a moany gaping of beak, the turkey let loose all he had. Compared to the dragon’s size, the load was almost laughably tiny, but each streak across the dragon’s tongue was like a slurp from some dish that could only have been crafted in the kitchens of the highest heavens. It was sweet, yet smooth; it was soothing, yet invigorating; it was arousing, yet orgasmic. The dragon jetted more of his own pre as he gobbled up that gobbler’s spunk.\n\nAnd swallowed. And then licked up every last drop off it that he could find, even cleaning some bits that erupted onto the turkey’s feathers.\n\nAfter doing so, the dragon blinked twice, seeming to have realized something. “Huh. That really is tasty.”\n\nAnd then he passed out, sound asleep, flopping onto one side and beginning to draw slow breaths.\n\nThe turkey looked with some longing at the dragon’s massive erection, still tall and leaky. If only there was some way he could fully enjoy that without…\n\nThe turkey shook himself. The onset of his afterglow allowed his more logical side to shut up the perpetually horny one for the time being. Even if his erotic magic had enabled him to subude the dragon once, there was no guarantee it would work twice… this was still a dragon he was dealing with, after all.\n\nAfter letting his member return to its place within him, the turkey stepped over near the dragon’s head and touched the dragon’s forehead with a wing before focusing carefully for a moment, using magic to send him what would hopefully be an outrageously wonderful wet dream. This served two purposes: to keep the dragon’s sleep strong and engaging, and to leave him so satisfied upon waking that he would be less likely to give chase. With that done, the turkey slipped away and managed to squeeze himself between part of the dragon’s coils and the exit. He fluttered away quickly up the tunnel and out into the dusky light, which he had for a time feared he might never see again.\n\nDown in the lair, the dragon dreamed sumptuously of wrestling with a turkey of endless flexibility, whose rear he claimed and pumped so full of seed that it made for quite a delicious and creamy meal indeed. Of course he swallowed the turkey whole at the end in that dream… but, strangely, it was still the turkey’s own cream that lingered in his mind as the best of all possible flavors -- a delicacy to be enjoyed as often as fate might allow. At the dream’s end the dragon was still somehow feeling pent up even after what had just happened, so he pulled out, grabbed his own erection in his large hind feet and ran the toes over its pre-slickened surface until he came. That motion was not repeated by his body in the real world, but the ejaculation was: overcome by arousal from the dream, he pumped long, thick gouts of seed over himself, and woke up feeling as if a turkey had just been a truly incredible meal and dick-servicing for him.\n\nBut the turkey was long gone, very much alive and gob-gobbing his way along a forest path.\n\n-----",
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They had said a few words to each other on the way back, while the turkey had been squirming in the serpentine dragon’s claws. The essence of it being nicely encapsulated in the first four lines of their exchange:
“Please don’t eat me! I’m a magical creature! An arcanoturkey!”
“Eh. That’s nice.”
Some seconds later, when it became evident the dragon’s claws weren’t letting go: “…Ohhh, what’re you gonna do with me?”
“Swallow ya whole, after tormenting ya for a bit.”
Upon their arrival in the dragon’s lair -- a winding burrow into the soil at the forest’s edge, unexpectedly ending within a small cavern -- the turkey found himself tossed into the center of that bare chamber. It was palely and uniformly lit by some enchantment, rather than by any traditional light source. His menacing, teal-scaled host proceeded to curl up in front of the door. The dragon’s red eyes were like malicious rubies as they gazed in the direction of the “guest.”
The turkey made a frightened gobbling noise and tried to approach him, either brazen or terrified enough to try to somehow make a run for it past the dragon’s position. His reward was a casual swat from one of the dragon’s front claws, which bounced the turkey’s feathered behind against the cold floor.
No good.
The turkey then tried puffing himself up and lifted his wings high -- to try to act menacing, as if to somehow bamboozle the predator. His reward for this was a frightening forward snap of the dragon’s jaws -- missing him by inches, in what was clearly a deliberate whiff. The dragon’s teeth clapped together, removing a single feather from the turkey’s body in the process.
“P-please don’t…” the turkey begged.
Snap. Another near-miss, which both read the turkey’s attempt to dodge and got so far ahead of it that the jaws snapped shut right in front of the poor creature’s beak this time. That teal tail rose up, the tip of it swishing amusedly as this process continued.
True to his word, the dragon was only playing with his food for now… but the turkey understood quite well that, at any moment, those long teal jaws might gape wide and snap him up for real, like the well-fed morsel that he was.
He needed a plan. Moreover, he needed to do something -- anything -- to stall until he had one.
He chose… to bullshit as hard as possible.
“Wait! Wait!” shouted the turkey as the dragon’s head snaked in close for a closer-than-ever tease at devouring him. “Please, you’re going about this all wrong!” When those ruby eyes just stared at him, he continued, “Your dining experience will not be optimal if you swallow me whole! Not at all, at all!” A quiet ‘gub’ noise nervously followed the exclamation.
The dragon looked partly amused -- but also partly annoyed at what seemed like an obvious attempt to connive him: “What could possibly be wrong with just swallowing your plump, feathered form whole?”
“Why, all these feathers, for one. The texture’s simply horrible, I’m told.”
The dragon bared his fangs in a grin. “I suppose I could pluck you first.”
“Wait!! More importantly, if you just gulp me down, you’d be skipping getting to taste the most delicious part!”
“Uh-huh,” said the dubious dragon. “So which part is that? Don’t tell me you’re suggesting I
Gazing into the dragon’s eyes with infinite, ardent seriousness, the turkey intoned: “The cream!”
That seemed to make him think a moment. His eyes glanced this way and that as he tried to recall his limited observation of human recipes. “I haven’t heard of any cream,” he eventually said. “Humans like, remove yer insides and put a bread-based stuffing in their place.”
“If you were discussing a mundane turkey you would be correct!” the blue-faced gobbler reassured him. “It’s because I’m a magical turkey that there’s the confusion.”
The dragon was not buying it, but morbid curiosity and sheer arrogance kept him talking. “Go on then. Tell me how you think you can be more delicious… but if detect this is a waste of my time, I’ll pick you apart piece by bony piece.”
The turkey nod-nodded, shuddering in place on account of nervousness.
“W-well…” said the turkey, taking two quick steps in place and bobbing his neck twice in a sawing motion. His wings made a single upward swing before settling back into place. “Ohhh, honestly, for my sake, I hope you’re really gay.”
The dragon’s scaled brow quirked. The amusement had just taken a turn for the awkward. He didn’t feel a need to respond to the birdbrain’s babbling.
“ULTIMATE MATING DANCE!!” the turkey squawked, before embarking upon a flurry of perplexing avian maneuvers: fanning his tail and folding it close, ruffling his wings before flapping them to accompany a quick backstep, strutting from side to side while making a progressively louder “gub-gub-gob-GOB…!!” noise…
…and then, at the end of it all, jumping straight into the air and pressing his lower quarters forward, before landing in a low, spread-taloned crouch just in a time for his tapered avian penis to slide free of its hiding place and into the dragon’s view. It was slender, purplish pink, and not particularly exceptional for the arcanoturkey species. However, its tip was producing a single white droplet of liquid.
The dragon just kept staring at him, incredulous, and not quite noticing how much more relaxed he felt after watching the display. There was a cozy warmth coming over him, and the idea of tasting that “cream” to see whether it really tasted good no longer seemed insane.
“So you’re telling me,” rumbled the dragon, “that your cum is the tastiest part.”
“Absolutely, good sir. I mean… I am caught prey either way. There’s no reason to lie about it.”
“Heheh… what a little twerp. Well, so long as you’re making bold statements about your taste…”
The dragon swiftly uncurled from his defensive posture by the lair’s exit… and exposed his own belly and groin. The turkey hadn’t gotten a good look down there before, but judging by the two teal lumps that protruded from his smooth underside like the sides of buried watermelons, it seemed this dragon possessed leathery scrotum and balls that preferred to be exposed to the cool air at least some of the time. Above that, the dragon’s seemingly small and tight sheath was starting to plump outward and expand, the edges of it soon stretching apart to reveal that…
“Ohhh no!” moaned the turkey as the dragon’s penis emerged and then kept emerging: longer and longer, and as thick around as the lower part of a human’s leg.
“Don’t usually fuck before I eat,” said the dragon casually, “but I can get into it. I am a dragon after all.”
The turkey gobbled rapidly and started fast-talking like his life depended on it -- because it clearly did. “You shouldn’t put that impressive member of yours inside me, dear sir. It might ruin the batch of cream.”
“Heh,” said the dragon lazily as he swelled up to full erectness. “Yeah, bet it’d ruin more than the cream, you tiny thing…”
“O-of course. Well, uhm,” he flapped nervously but kept his penis extended, trying to force gracefulness and poise and managing with great effort to succeed. “It’s important to use a strong tongue to extract the cream, you see. In fact…” he averted his gaze momentarily before looking squarely into the dragon’s eyes and exerting as much will as he could muster, “The more of it you taste, the more richly your own cream will flow, and the more relaxing your meal will be. After tasting enough of my cream, I imagine you will fall fast asleep.”
The dragon snorted thoughtfully. “Ah, isn’t that what humans complain about? Eating turkey makes ‘em sleepy?”
The turkey froze momentarily before nod-nodding, lifting both wings high, and saying, “Of course!”
Even as lazily horny as he felt, the dragon refused to let the encounter look like anything other than him dominating the turkey. In a swift motion that toppled the bird sideways, the dragon lunged forward and circled around his avian partner, curling around and beneath him until the turkey was saddled atop his groin and pinned between his large hind legs. The posture pressed their genitals intimately close together, and the dragon began licking across both of them simultaneously while using a front claw to keep the bird in position.
The turkey couldn’t help fanning his wings a little and leaning into the dragon’s efforts. He hadn’t counted on the dragon’s tongue feeling so good -- a fact with which the dragon himself seemed entirely familiar, given how liberally that slender licker kept slurping incidentally across both. Already aroused by the mating charm, the dragon began having small spasms in his shaft and the area around his slit, before letting out thick dollops of his own pre. Despite its emergence, he did not bother licking it up, instead focusing more intently than before on drawing forth the turkey’s tastier “cream.”
The turkey knew what his own pre and cum tasted like; it was not in fact all that delicious. To the dragon, however, it seemed a delicacy defying description. Each droplet that he coaxed out of the turkey produced a rumble of pleasure and an ever more fervent attempt to massage that thin avian member to a climax. The awkward noises the turkey was making went blissfully ignored by the determined predator, who could only revel deeper as he felt the tasty cream-source reaching the edge. Then, amidst a beating of wings and a moany gaping of beak, the turkey let loose all he had. Compared to the dragon’s size, the load was almost laughably tiny, but each streak across the dragon’s tongue was like a slurp from some dish that could only have been crafted in the kitchens of the highest heavens. It was sweet, yet smooth; it was soothing, yet invigorating; it was arousing, yet orgasmic. The dragon jetted more of his own pre as he gobbled up that gobbler’s spunk.
And swallowed. And then licked up every last drop off it that he could find, even cleaning some bits that erupted onto the turkey’s feathers.
After doing so, the dragon blinked twice, seeming to have realized something. “Huh. That really is tasty.”
And then he passed out, sound asleep, flopping onto one side and beginning to draw slow breaths.
The turkey looked with some longing at the dragon’s massive erection, still tall and leaky. If only there was some way he could fully enjoy that without…
The turkey shook himself. The onset of his afterglow allowed his more logical side to shut up the perpetually horny one for the time being. Even if his erotic magic had enabled him to subude the dragon once, there was no guarantee it would work twice… this was still a dragon he was dealing with, after all.
After letting his member return to its place within him, the turkey stepped over near the dragon’s head and touched the dragon’s forehead with a wing before focusing carefully for a moment, using magic to send him what would hopefully be an outrageously wonderful wet dream. This served two purposes: to keep the dragon’s sleep strong and engaging, and to leave him so satisfied upon waking that he would be less likely to give chase. With that done, the turkey slipped away and managed to squeeze himself between part of the dragon’s coils and the exit. He fluttered away quickly up the tunnel and out into the dusky light, which he had for a time feared he might never see again.
Down in the lair, the dragon dreamed sumptuously of wrestling with a turkey of endless flexibility, whose rear he claimed and pumped so full of seed that it made for quite a delicious and creamy meal indeed. Of course he swallowed the turkey whole at the end in that dream… but, strangely, it was still the turkey’s own cream that lingered in his mind as the best of all possible flavors -- a delicacy to be enjoyed as often as fate might allow. At the dream’s end the dragon was still somehow feeling pent up even after what had just happened, so he pulled out, grabbed his own erection in his large hind feet and ran the toes over its pre-slickened surface until he came. That motion was not repeated by his body in the real world, but the ejaculation was: overcome by arousal from the dream, he pumped long, thick gouts of seed over himself, and woke up feeling as if a turkey had just been a truly incredible meal and dick-servicing for him.
But the turkey was long gone, very much alive and gob-gobbing his way along a forest path.
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