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The Fell Priestess Amaryllis passed through the cell door, holding her usual collection bucket in both hands with the jar of lubricant rattling around inside. It was time for the daily milking of the slave formerly known as the Divine One... Alear.

The door was open already; Lady Veyle was inside, bouncing enthusiastically on the shackled Alear's lap as the two sat, face-to-face, on the toilet. A sadistic smirk twisted the Fell Princess's features as she locked eyes with her sister. "Come on, dear sister. It's clear that you want this. You do want it, don't you? You want to cum inside me. Well, what are you waiting for? This is your chance. Let it all out."

Alear grunted, breathing heavily. She was looking away from Veyle, breathing steadily, seemingly trying to stop it - but her hips were twitching and spasming all the same.

She squeezed her eyes shut, weakly whimpering - and Lady Veyle stood up, relaxing. She affected a mockery of her childish voice from before she was perfected by Zephia. "Oooh! I'm so sorry, but I'm afraid I just had to rest there. Don't worry, though, I promise I'll get it this next time!"

"Nggh-!" Alear lunged forward - but the shackles caught, holding her arms over her head, tight against the wall above the toilet. Lady Veyle had shortened the shackles enough to make her more or less immobile.

Lady Veyle didn't so much as flinch. "Trying to attack me again? When all I've done is try to pleasure you! This kind of barbarism doesn't suit you. What would Clanne and Framme think if they saw you like this?"

Alear gritted her teeth, furious. Still, she sank back to the toilet, keeping her mouth shut.

"Oh, that's right," Lady Veyle said, tapping her chin thoughtfully. She began undulating her hips again, an awful smile on her lips - one that did not touch her eyes. "They're gone. And to think, here you are, getting hard thinking about it while fucking me on top of their grave. I might just make a monster of you yet, Alear."

Alear grunted, trying once again to avoid the arousal. And yet, her hips started moving once more, matching Veyle's rhythm.

"Good girl," Lady Veyle cooed patronizingly. "Everyone you ever loved and cared about is gone. Because of you. Because of your failure. Because of your hunger. Doesn't that just make you needy? Don't you feel the happy chills imagining it? You consumed them all, every last one... and now there's nothing left to remember them by, not even a single stinking chip of bone."

There was no response from Alear.

Amaryllis remembered those sacrifices. She remembered seeing a pathetic weakness in Alear's heart, an unwillingness to claim the power that Lady Veyle was offering her. Alear had used no force, even as she was left starving in the cell. The sacrifices had given themselves willingly at her request. She remembered thinking how bizarre it was that these people were so completely brainwashed by her that they were willing to give their entire lives away at a simple request. To die, slowly and uncomfortably, inside her.

The devourings had been almost... kind. Almost loving. It had seemed so strange. Sometimes her meal would buck her control and protest or squirm in fear, and she would pantomime gently soothing and consoling them until they accepted their fate. Sometimes they would fuck each other, the so-called "Divine Dragon" using her unnatural influence over them to force them to pleasure her and tire them out before she devoured them to sate her hunger. She'd even forced this fate on the former Princess Ivy. Sometimes her meal would even console her, a puppeteer using her puppets to reassure herself of her righteousness in consuming them.

But it hadn't really mattered how it began, because it always ended the same way. A massive, struggling gut, moans of pain, Alear pleasuring herself to their deaths. Amaryllis remembered thinking that she was the true sister of Lady Veyle, no matter how she denied it.

Lady Veyle dismounted Alear, straightening her skirt but not bothering to wipe up the dripping juices that oozed down her thigh. "Ah, but of course... it's milking time. Far be it from me to interrupt your work, Amaryllis." She grinned coldly, squeezing Amaryllis's shoulder in passing - the first time she'd acknowledged Amaryllis since she had entered the cell. "Having some fun with her should have warmed her up, so I expect you'll get plenty from her today. Be sure to bring it promptly to the alchemy lab - I have quite a few orders waiting, and it needs to be fresh."

"Understood, Lady Veyle," Amaryllis said, bowing her head.

Lady Veyle paused at the threshold of the cell, turning to face Alear one last time. "I'll be in tomorrow morning bright and early to fetch you - we have some more Divine Dragon-worshipping resistance to crush. So rest well, my dear sister. And stay hungry. I don't want you hesitating on the battlefield tomorrow."

She strolled off, her sadistic laugh echoing off the long hallway leading to Alear's isolation cell. A necessary precaution to keep her from using her supernatural influence on the guards assigned to her cell - but it lent a chilling effect to Lady Veyle's voice every time.

Amaryllis waited until the last echo of Lady Veyle's laughter was gone. Until the distorted echo of the guards saluting her had passed.

And then she reached out, tenderly caressing the prisoner's cheek with one gloved hand. She kept her voice to a soft murmur, careful not to let it echo out of the cell. "It seems she was in a particularly cruel mood today."

Alear breathed out slowly, leaning into the small tenderness. She didn't answer verbally, just tilted her head in a small nod.

When she'd been assigned this duty, Amaryllis had been a faithful Fell Dragon worshipper, a true believer - enough to take vows as a Fell Priestess. But as days turned into weeks, weeks into months, as Alear had shown her an unwavering faithfulness to her friends despite Lady Veyle's torture, as even their sacrifices were treated with care and respect, as Alear had withstood her milking patiently and directed neither abuse nor hatred toward her but even made some small conversation, cared about her when she was late or injured or sick...

Amaryllis had slowly come to realize that she had been lied to. That Alear had no mystical power over people. That her believers and friends were not brainwashed.

She truly cared. She truly had won them over. It was only a sadistic twist of fate that had landed her in this cell... that had washed away the beautiful streaks of divine blue in her hair.

Evil had won. And Amaryllis had helped.

But that realization had done little for her. To act against the Fell Dragon was to commit treason, and to act in the name of the Divine Dragon was to commit blasphemy, the punishment for either of which was execution - often carried out by Lady Veyle herself. And the Fell Princess took great pleasure in making her meals suffer as they were devoured.

So she had kept her head down. She had continued working. She had continued coming to Alear's cell once each day and pumping her balls dry with careful but increasingly gentle hands. If she could do nothing else, she could at least make Alear more comfortable in these moments.

And as the months had stretched on past a year, she had slowly fallen in love with the captive. It almost certainly wasn't mutual. She was still one of the enemy in Alear's mind, after all. But the redheaded dragon with the big heart and the kind eyes had won her over completely. These moments where they were alone together in the cell had slowly become the highlight of her days.

But she still had a job to do, and that job required her to get to work so she could return to her other duties in a reasonable time. If she wasted too much time here, one of the high priestesses might get suspicious, and she might be removed from this task... or worse.

So she knelt down, pulling the keyring from her belt and unlocking the shackles on each of Alear's limbs and around her waist. She lifted them free of where Lady Veyle had hung them, too, giving Alear free movement around her cell again once she was back in the chains. There wasn't much Amaryllis could do for her beloved crush, but she could at least do this.

Alear shifted her limbs to give Amaryllis better access, standing up and rubbing her wrists and ankles. "You were earlier than usual today," she noted, gazing out the heavily barred window toward the snowy fields of Elusia. She slipped her hand through the bars, pressing her fingertips to the cool glass.

Amaryllis nodded, kneeling beside the bed and setting up the collection pail. She pushed her glasses up her nose, hesitant to break the sanctity of this moment and pull the Divine One away from her freedom. "I finished up early with my other work and came right over because..." Because I'm falling in love you now, and I don't know how to control myself anymore. "I figured I could get a head start on my other tasks, you know?"

"Mm." Alear turned to face her, sitting down on the bed straddling the pail. "I won't keep you long, then."

Please... just keep me here as long as you want. Keep me in this moment forever. Amaryllis swallowed her longing and went to work, pouring some of the jar of lube over her hand and shaking off the excess before lifting her hand toward the prisoner's lap.

Alear's cock was a thing of beauty, a magnificent creation that made Amaryllis wish to dive into her arms and ride it until the sun set. Despite its owner's humiliation, it stood tall and proud, rising up with a subtle throb as Amaryllis reached for it. The warm pink tip and the cool blue veins made its color scheme a lot like her hair's old colors, but in pastels.

Amaryllis smiled tenderly up at Alear. The one part of you that's still Divine, and I am allowed to touch it. To think, I've been blessed with this opportunity...

Her "patient" sighed as Amaryllis's skilled fingers began sliding up and down her shaft. She was unusually quiet today, Amaryllis noted. Something was clearly on her mind. The next day's mission, perhaps?

"Does that feel good?" Amaryllis asked, sliding her slick hand up and down quickly. She kept the tip angled down into the bucket - Lady Veyle would certainly have a fit if she wasted any.

Alear returned her soft smile. "It's as pleasant as ever, Mother Amaryllis. You're a kind woman to, nn... take such care with, oh~ this job."

"I keep telling you, you don't have to use my title," Amaryllis mumbled, ears red. She let Alear's length angle up and reached up with her other hand, caressing her lover's - no, her prisoner's balls gently, teasing them with delicate fingertips. After everything this woman had been through, today and over the past year and some, and she was still so kind to Amaryllis... the urge to kiss her was overwhelming.

"Someone... nnh... should. You deserve, mmmh-! respect," Alear said between shaky breaths. "Hh... I'm close..."

Amaryllis hastily pointed the tip back down and pumped in time with Alear's hips as spurt after spurt of sticky white cum splattered down into the bucket, forming a thin layer at the bottom.

Alear leaned her head back against the wall behind her bed, breathing out a soft sigh of relief. "There's one."

Once it was all clean, Amaryllis picked up the bucket to measure the results. If Lady Veyle had warmed her up so much, maybe she'd have reached her daily quota already.

But it wasn't to be. Amaryllis frowned as she swishing the contents around in the bucket and peered inside. "... Um... there's not as much as usual, actually. And Lady Veyle was so confident that she'd warmed you up more than usual... Are you feeling w-"

Alear's stomach audibly groouuuuuled, cutting off the question - and as Amaryllis looked back up, she caught Alear's tongue vanishing back into those plush pink lips.

"I'm okay. She certainly spent more time here than usual," Alear assured her. She was now staring straight at Amaryllis from her place leaning against the wall, with a look in her eyes that Amaryllis had never seen before. "Doesn't mean she turned me on more than you could have."

No, wait. It had never been directed at her... but Amaryllis had seen that expression before. It haunted her wet dreams, dreams in which Alear chose her as the next sacrifice. Because it was the face she'd given each of her friends right before she'd asked them to give themselves to her. It was the face she'd regarded former Princess Ivy with before cutting off her babble to ask her to be her meal. It was the face she'd given the stammering Prince Alcryst when she promised to digest him gently. It was the face she'd shown to Princess Timerra when the latter had asked if she at least had good meat. It was the very same smile with which she'd accepted Prince Alfred's offer to be strong together. And all those other people she'd traveled with, retainers of the royalty... they'd all seen this face before she brought them inside her.

And now it was directed at her. She ducked her head back to the contents of the pail, face a luminescent red.

Amaryllis had fantasized about this moment endlessly. Imagined what it would mean for her. After all, she'd deduced that the moans coming from that beautiful soft belly must have been moans of pleasure, not pain. Being digested by Alear must have felt amazing, and she had a morbid desire to find out for herself.

But now that she was about to, her nerves were running wild. Because the other thing Alear had done before devouring each of her companions whole and alive was fuck them. Each and every one of them had been granted one last loving orgasm, and given Alear the same.

And despite her title, "Mother" Amaryllis had taken vows to never have sex, never so much as take a boyfriend. She wasn't sure she could live up to what the people who had gone before her had done, and- she interrupted her own panicking to calmly comment on how little she feared a fate that ended inside Alear. How thrilling the thought of giving herself to the dragon was. It shook her from her distress.

Forget saying yes. If Alear really wanted this, would she even be able to say no?

"Amaryllis," Alear said quietly, lifting Amaryllis's chin with one hand so the squirming priestess could meet her eyes again. "I have a favor to ask."

Here it comes, Amaryllis squeaked internally. Aloud, she mumbled, "Y-yes, Divine One."

Alear smiled, that irresistible softness and warmth in her big, kind eyes. "Don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. I only want to do this because I care so much for you."

Amaryllis nodded mutely, ears still burning hot. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was this a dream?

"And the truth is, I've come to suspect that you care for me, too... is that right?"

Hesitating a moment, Amaryllis nodded again, looking up and meeting those big, beautiful red eyes. They were still staring at her, compassionate and patient.

"You may very well be the last person in all Elusia to feel that way," Alear murmured. "I know what I am about to ask is selfish. To request a gift like this from you... I will not be hurt if you refuse me. But I promise I will make sure that you enjoy it, from the start to the very end."

Amaryllis's eyes locked onto those pretty pink lips. Watched them move and dance as Alear asked her question. Caught glimpses of that lovely tongue that bounced behind them, flashes of those pure white teeth. Her heart thundered in her ears. It's really happening...

"Would you do me the honor of being one final sacrifice for me?" Alear murmured. "I cannot offer you a wonderful, peaceful future together, much as I might want to. But I can take you away from the pain and stress and exhaustion of your life here. I can take you as you are, all of you, and make you part of me so we are never apart. Will you be my meal today?"

The world wobbled - Amaryllis had never felt so faint in her life. "I-I, um, I would be h-honored to be your meal, but, Divine One... I've never had, y-you know, sex, and I don't know if I'd be worthy of your body- I-I mean, even if you wanted to sleep with me which is so, so presumptuous of me-"

Alear put a finger to her lips, silencing her. "Shhh. If that's what you want, we'll do it - we'll cum together one last time before I claim you. And I promise you, having you trying your best will mean so, so much more to me than you know. More than any of Veyle's lap dances could have ever meant to me. It is not sexual skill that makes me want you so badly, but love, connection. True intimacy."

"I don't deserve this," Amaryllis mewled. Alear only smiled at her. And, drawing together her resolve... she closed her eyes and nodded. "I'll do it, Divine One. For you... I just wish it could make a difference for you. I wish- I wish it would do something other than make you cum harder for the next priestess assigned to care for you."

Alear shook her head sharply. "That doesn't matter to me, Amaryllis. Even if this means that my hope of freedom is gone, if they lock my cell and melt the key down so I can never get out again... I want this, this tenderness. This passion. I need you to be mine. I don't want to let you leave this cell ever again."

A tiny squeak came from Amaryllis's open mouth. Alear spoke with such passionate hunger - it burned in her eyes. She was telling the truth, all of it. Alear wanted her body, sexually and for her supper.

And it was making her panties wet.

"Just one more time," Alear murmured, close enough to kiss. "One last loving sacrifice. Would you do that? For me? Would you be my last, Amaryllis?"

Amaryllis nodded, mouth open and head empty.

The Divine One kissed her, then... held her still and kissed her softly. Those warm, tender lips felt just as good as she'd always dreamed, even if she panicked at first, caught off guard.

It took Amaryllis a long moment to figure out what to do, to follow Alear's motions, to imitate what she'd seen Alear's friends doing. But follow them she did... her heart soaring. The kiss she'd dreamed of for months now... it was finally hers. And Alear was going to take her away from the horrors of the Fell Dragon's service, once and for all. Take her away to be part of her, for good...

if they lock my cell and melt the key down...

The words reentered her mind unexpectedly. The key... Melt the key...

Even if this job was meant to shame her for failure to fight in the Fell Dragon's armies, the high priestesses still trusted her enough to give her a set of keys to the prisoner's shackles. They would search the cell and lock the prisoner back up afterward, so she couldn't leave them behind nor leave Alear free to move around...

... but if she was going to give herself to Alear anyway, maybe there was something she could do.

She pulled the cloth belt out of her clerical robes, letting the keyring fall into her other hand as she did. Deftly, she wove the belt between the keys, entombing each in a cocoon of soft fabric.

With the length of belt that remained, she tied the keys around her neck, forming a tight choker with the keys dangling - silently - above her chest.

Alear watched wordlessly, understanding dawning on her face.

"With this sacrifice, I devote myself to you, Divine One," Amaryllis murmured, perverting the ritual she'd memorized. She lifted her robes up slowly, exposing her bare leg for Alear to see. Letting her panties peek out from underneath. Hoisting them up over her head, until her whole body was bare.

Folding them, she wrapped the robes around her shoulders like a long, heavy scarf. They were profane to the Fell One, and using them like this would surely draw his ire if he knew... but she didn't care anymore. She was going to give herself to the Divine One, and then there would be nothing he could do to her ever again.

"I welcome you in your completeness with all your flaws, all your regrets, all your sorrows, and take the burden of them into myself," Alear whispered, reaching over to help Amaryllis lower her panties. It was a different ritual than the one Amaryllis had been quoting, but perhaps the Divine One accepted sacrifices, too. "You are a beautiful and precious gift to me, beyond compare."

Amaryllis leaned against the Divine Dragon, resting her head on her shoulder. Hearing Alear call her a gift... hearing the repressed hunger in those words, the attempts at being kind and patient when her mouth was watering and her dick was rock hard...

It made Amaryllis all the more impatient on her crush's behalf.

She discarded her shoes, practically leaping out of them into Alear's lap. Pinning down her divine lover's shoulders, forcing her to lay back on the bed. "Let me do this for you, Divine One... please."

"Oh, um-" Alear held up a hand, but Amaryllis was already carefully lowering herself down onto Alear's shaft. "Hhh-! I-If you're sure... Ohhh, mmmh..."

"A-aauuhhhhnn..." Amaryllis moaned as she slowly slid down onto Alear. Her nethers ached with the size of it... but her body trembled with need as that mighty cock filled her up in a way no finger or toy had before. Pushed up into her depths, made her shudder with the sheer size of it. "I-It's so big... I wasn't sure I'd fit..."

Alear grinned with a ravenous lust, brushing Amaryllis's cheek as her hips rose up to meet her. "Nnnnh--! You were made for this... Mmf..."

And then they fell again, and Amaryllis sank down onto her even further, another semiconscious moan rippling out from her lips. Her eyes rolled back, her lids half closed. This is what real sex is like? And I was forbidden from it all this time...

It took a few thrusts before Amaryllis understood the deeper rhythm Alear was trying to guide her into, but she took to it easily once she caught on. Grinding her hips down, rocking back up. Alear's throbbing womanhood always seeming to reach deeper into her, until she was sure that Alear's cock was nudging her heart with every bounce.

And Alear was not idle, either. She was touching Amaryllis. Touching her in ways that no one else ever had. Tender, gentle... but with a relentlessness born of lust so intense it could only be called another kind of hunger.

Hands, brushing along her sides, thumbing over her stiffened nipples, making her squirm as she rocked on top of her crush. Soft moans, breathy whispers of "I needed this" and "Finally, you're mine"...

"I-I'm excited too," Amaryllis said, feeling silly. She wanted to return the favor. But what to say? What to do? She was so new to this...

... but Alear didn't care. The Divine One stared her right in the eye, a lopsided smile on her face, and murmured, "You're so sexy..."

Just hearing those words made Amaryllis's whole body seize up, pleasure like nothing she'd ever known before rushing into every nerve as her nethers clamped down on Alear's shaft. "Nnh--! O... oh...! Ohh--! Is... Is that what an orgasm is supposed to feel like? N-nothing I did by myself... e-even comes close..."

Alear laughed, holding her tight as she toppled forward, dizzy with pleasure. "Mmmh, I'm glad I could teach you, my newest follower."

She lay, head against Alear's heaving chest, until she had the energy to sit back up and go again.

No one had ever touched her like this, held her like this. No one had ever spoken to her like this. No one had ever cared for her like this. Seen her like this. A prisoner in the Fell Dragon's dungeon, trotted out as one of his beloved children and finest warriors yet treated like worthless garbage behind the scenes... and she gave Amaryllis more than anyone else ever had.

Seeing how sweet and tender she was, Amaryllis wanted more than anything to give her what Veyle had refused her time and again...

... but the lifestyle of a priestess is not a particularly physically active one, and by the time Alear was starting to breathe hard, Amaryllis's legs were starting to get sore and cramp.

"I'm s-... I'm sorry..." Amaryllis panted - more from exhaustion than from pleasure. "I... I wanted to let you cum inside... but I'm... I'm too tired..."

Alear reached up to her face, brushing a few of the stray hairs from Amaryllis's normally-impeccable hairstyle back behind her ear before turning them over so Alear was laying atop Amaryllis. "Hehe. It's okay. I can take over from here, Amaryllis. Thank you for trying so hard to please me, but you're giving me enough today, okay?"

She bent down, leaving a small kiss on Amaryllis's lips.

And then she knelt on the bed, lifting Amaryllis's legs so they were nearly resting on her partner's shoulders...

"H-hey, what's-" Amaryllis began, but was almost immediately cut off by a squeak as Alear drove her cock deep inside with a powerful thrust. "N-Nn--!"

"I'll make a mother of you yet," Alear growled into Amaryllis's ear, relentlessly grinding her hips into Amaryllis. "Then the title will fit you..."

Amaryllis was beyond words. She yelped and moaned, mouth hanging open to gulp in great gasps of air. "Aaaauuhhaah..."

"Nnggh... I've wanted to take you properly since you first came in with that cute attempt at the silent treatment toward me..." Alear snarled, grunting as she pressed Amaryllis down into the thin mattress of the bed. "I needed you, even then... Your tender, soft body..."

Alear's grip on Amaryllis's body was so tight, so ravenous... Amaryllis was suddenly unsure whether she would have time to give a farewell before being eaten alive. And yet the sudden surge of adrenaline from this thought heightened her sensitivity, gave her a second wind. Her hips lunged up, her arms squeezing back - matching Alear's need. Even a human could hunger the way a dragon could...

"Mmm, and I knew you needed this too... The way you sneaked glances when you thought I wasn't looking, aaahh... You may not have known it, but, mmmmm, Amaryllis... I knew even then that it would end this way... I knew you'd be mine, I knew you'd fall into my arms... Satisfy my hungers..."

It was hard to respond when she felt so close to climax and yet so close to falling. Amaryllis shuddered, unable to even bring her eyes to focus on Alear's face. Her heart was thundering in her ears, her whole body rocking back and forth with every motion. "Nn- nnn-... I want to... I-I want y-you to... to... a-aah!"

"Yeah? Say it," Alear hissed, hot breath spilling out over Amaryllis's ear. "Say what you want me to do, Amaryllis..."

"C-cum... inside," Amaryllis desperately mewled, her voice shaking with need. The realization that she didn't want to do this just for Alear, but for herself as well, made the very words send shockwaves of desire through her body. "Me..."

Alear moaned with delight, a slow laugh bubbling out from her chest. "Oh, my pleasure..."

The two rocked back and forth on the lumpy mattress, harsh breathing turning to squeaks, to whines, to unintelligible cries of lust...

... until, at last, something hot and wet surged into Amaryllis's depths. It was a sensation unlike any other she'd felt. Despite having just been milked to orgasm once, Alear apparently still had plenty left to give, and it was all spilling into Amaryllis, swirling around inside her, flooding her and filling her with Alear's heat - her hot desire, her warm affection... Amaryllis took it all in, took in the sheer intimacy of Alear letting loose inside her with such reckless abandon, took in as much of it as she could handle and felt the rest gush out and dribble down onto the bed to pool beneath her...

The sensory and emotional overflow left her completely dizzy, the high and the fluid slowly draining out of her as she struggled to catch her breath.

Alear gently withdrew from her and allowed her legs to lay back down on the bed, lowering down to the bed to lay side by side with Amaryllis as they panted together. "Mm... and I mean that, too..."

"... Huh?" Amaryllis breathed between pants, an overwhelming exhaustion flooding her body now that the rush was over. She was vaguely aware that Alear had said something as she was cumming, but Amaryllis hadn't been able to pay it much mind because she, too, was being carried over the edge at that moment.

Tender fingers, the same ones that had just gripped her with all their might and left tiny marks along her skin, brushed her cheek with gentle care. "That I love you," Alear murmured. "I mean it."

A deep, hot flush carried the warmth from Amaryllis's depths up to her face, and she closed her eyes, an embarrassed but happy smile stuck on her face. "I love you too," she murmured. "I'm glad it's mutual, even if it's not meant to last long..."

"It will last as long as I live. They say you are what you eat," Alear whispered. She propped herself up on her elbow, looking down at Amaryllis. "So a part of you is going to stay with me. Forever. And I'll continue to love you forever... I'll never forget this gift..."

"That sounds really nice..." Amaryllis sighed out slow, preparing herself. She didn't know what this would feel like, whether it would hurt or be overwhelming or even be comfortable... but she couldn't stall much longer. After all the noise they'd made, all the time they'd taken without her returning or asking for more time, the guards would certainly come investigate soon...

It's now or never. If I really want to give her this gift- I can't back down now!

She opened her eyes again, looking up at Alear shyly. "I think... I'm ready..."

"In you get, then," Alear cooed, making a big show of running her tongue across her lips as she straddled Amaryllis once again. "You look delicious. Even if you had declined, I'm not sure I would have been able to resist much longer... I've gotten to fuck you, I've gotten to cum inside you, but I'm not satisfied with just that. I want all of you, Amaryllis. From the top of your head to the tips of your toes..."

It was silly and theatrical, but it was a much-needed tension breaker. And for as much as Amaryllis laughed at Alear's performance, she felt a twinge in her depths. To be desired like that, even if it's only for a joke... It's more thrilling than anything I've ever experienced before...

Alear's stomach growled, and she snorted, leaning forward until their noses touched for one last kiss. "Okay. I really can't wait any longer. I need you right now. Sorry if you wanted this to be more intimate and tender." She wasted no time, already hoisting Amaryllis up and opening her mouth wide enough that her jaws encompassed Amaryllis's entire field of view.

... and maybe it isn't a joke, Amaryllis thought weakly, looking up at Alear's dark throat with wide eyes and shallow breaths. "No, that's okay, I'm just food for you now," she mumbled, utterly transfixed by seeing this more predatory side of the Divine Dragon up close. Up so close she could feel the heavy, hot breaths from the depths of Alear's body washing over her as her vision was overtaken by darkness.

Alear didn't respond - but then, Amaryllis realized, of course she didn't. She was busy trying to stretch herself enough to put a person's whole head in her mouth. And Amaryllis was that person.

It gave her shivers to realize it all over again with every little thing she noticed, as if her body simply could not accept that this was happening. Surprisingly, though, the shocks didn't come with any fear. To the contrary, Amaryllis's whole body was getting sensitized all over again, even though she'd just reached orgasm mere minutes ago. The sensation of Alear's tongue against her face felt unusual but not unpleasant, like a cross between the wet, full-face affection of a dog's kiss and the tender interpersonal connection of a human's kiss.

She didn't have long to enjoy it and process it, though. Already the top of her head was bumping up against the back of Alear's throat, and as soon as she felt that, Alear swallowed, pulling her in. Drawing the "scarf" and the rest of Amaryllis's long red hair into her mouth.

The idea that she could have been swallowed feet-first and watched herself being eaten alive occurred to her. But then, would that have been better? She wouldn't have gotten to enjoy that either.

But as Alear took her shoulders in and her arms were squeezed in forcefully to her sides, she considered that at least she would have gotten to touch Alear's face one last ti--!!

The sensation of Alear enthusiastically, greedily lapping at her bare chest was intense beyond anything Amaryllis was prepared to handle, and she nearly came right then and there. Her eyes bulged, her arms automatically flailing to reach Alear's face to try and stop the incoming sensory overload.

Then her chest was squeezed into Alear's tight throat, too, and Alear was licking down her belly as she gulped down again and again. This was more ticklish than arousing, but it was still much too much. Words started to fail Amaryllis even in the sanctity of her own head. I-I've never even had sex! I can't take this kind of touch for m-much longer...!

As her hips started to enter the Divine One's maw, Alear's teeth scraped across her rump, sending a whole new spray of sparks into the powder keg that was Amaryllis's body. But she hadn't blown yet. And she wanted to be brave, be patient, wait until she was safely snuggled in Alear's belly to pleasure herself - even though her hands were still free, and ached to reach over and touch herself.

Alear, of course, had other ideas.

Amaryllis sucked in a sharp breath of stale stomach air as she felt Alear's tongue plunge into her depths, thrusting deep inside just as the Divine One's womanhood had. Even if Amaryllis could see, she could feel the way her eyes rolled around madly at the sensation of that tongue pressing down on her clit, rubbing up inside like nothing else - toy or finger or even cock - could. It was warm and wet and Amaryllis felt herself squirming so desperately for release but her body was building up to something huge and Alear was letting it happen, edging her, teasing her closer and closer until--

With an undignified sound not unlike choking on her own tongue, Amaryllis had her first and last upside-down squirting orgasm. Spraying femcum messily over Alear's tongue and feeling it run down Alear's throat, up - or down? - Amaryllis's belly.

Alear nibbled down - or up? - her thighs as she recovered herself, head spinning. That warm wet feeling from inside her was gone now - of course, Alear had licked it up as she was tormenting Amaryllis with all that edging.

"I thought you said you were going to make a real mother of me," Amaryllis pouted as she slowly slid down into Alear's belly. "You took back your gift... You're so cruel to me..."

Alear laughed, sending vibrations through her meal's whole overstimulated body... though with her prey's calves still to go, she had no way of responding, of course.

At least that didn't take long. Alear lapped slowly across Amaryllis's toes one last time to curl them into her lips, more a symbolic gesture than a necessary one to get her fully inside.

And then she swallowed, and Amaryllis could feel the pressure and the heat spread to the last unaffected parts of her body.

"I didn't take it from you, I'm simply taking you and everything that belongs to you," Alear purred, licking her lips clean and settling back to lay against the bed once more, now with a massive gut. "And that includes my own gift, of course~"

"Mean, selfish dragon," Amaryllis teased with a pout on her face, carefully maneuvering herself in the cramped space until she was sitting so that her head was near where she was pretty sure Alear's head was. She took the "scarf" down from her neck, carefully wrapping the belt full of keys in it and tying it up in a tight ball of solid cloth. She curled her arms around it then, sighing slowly and pressing it to her chest like the precious thing it was. "Are the guards here yet?"

"No, but they'll come investigate after this."

"After wh-"

UUU­uu­UUUR­rrR­RAA­AAP

The belch rocked Amaryllis's prison, squeezing it in tighter around her until she could barely move at all. Her head rang like a bell, resonating with aftershocks long after it was over. Her glasses were gone, she vaguely realized. Not that she could see, anyway - she just felt their pressure gone from her ears.

"After the dragon's roar," Alear murmured to her belly. "Now relax, and be quiet. I hear their footsteps."

Amaryllis needed no further encouragement; after everything she'd been through, it was kind of peaceful to just sit and take in her environment. There was a puddle of warm liquid at her back, saliva and cum and digestive juices mixing together into one cocktail that would break her down, slowly but surely, just as it had Princesses Hortensia and Ivy. And all the rest of the Divine One's friends. She still couldn't see worth anything, but she could feel the gentle pressure of the walls, the mildly squishy texture of them against her skin.

As the guards burst in, shouting about the prisoner having gotten loose and devoured the priestess, she distantly wondered what being digested felt like. She hadn't really given it much mind since she'd decided to do this, only as far as knowing that all of Alear's friends had seemed to enjoy their fates.

It wasn't too uncomfortable in here right now. It reminded her of nights camping with her childhood friends, before Lord Sombron took over, before King Hyacinth lost his mind - and then his life. Being cuddled up together to share heat, tucked in a tight, squishy spot, safe from the chill and the danger just nearby...

Her reverie was rudely interrupted as one of the guards harshly groped over her body. Fondling her like nothing more than a piece of meat, checking only for solidity and for any sign of the keys. There was a crunch - the sound of glass being crushed underfoot. "Welp, cross another priestess off the list. Hope fucking the prisoner was worth it, priestess, because Lord Sombron will not save you from what you brought on yourself."

"I took control of her mind and forced her to do it," Alear said coldly. So different from her normal behavior... She's... lying for me? Amaryllis thought. "She's still in stupefied bliss in there, thinking she's happy, that she wants this. It took a long time, but I wore her down until she begged me for it." Okay, well... that's all true... except that last part...

The guards backed away sharply, and Amaryllis could faintly hear their weapons scraping sheathes as they were drawn. "Lift and drop your gut," one called. "Now."

"Very well." Amaryllis felt the Divine One's hands curl under her bottom and lift her until... a moment of weightlessness made her heart drop, and then she hit the bottom of the belly again, still holding tightly to the robe full of keys. "I don't know what you expect to find. She stripped for me like an obedient little slut, and if she had keys on her, I would have taken them."

The guards argued amongst themselves for a long moment. "Then... Lady Veyle did this...?"

"Careless, I know, especially for my sister who's normally so careful about making sure I can never have an inch of freedom," Alear growled. "But it's the truth. You can waste as much time looking for those keys as you want, but you won't find them."

After some more conversing, the guards finally acquiesced. The louder one spoke up. "... If we can't reach the keys, you can't reach them either. Lady Veyle must have forgotten. I'll remind her-"

"Be the bearer of bad news?" Alear offered. "Tell my sister she made a mistake?" She laughed heartlessly. "It was nice having you guard me, my friend. I'll say a prayer for your soul. Though I doubt she'll leave even that intact."

Gasps of horror were audible from outside. "M-maybe if we just chain you back up, no harm, no foul..."

It's working! Amaryllis thought, dizzy with the potential. They're actually going along with it!

She felt Alear shift around her as she was put back in chains. Heard the clicks of the locks, felt the tugs of the chains being tested. The slam of the cell door closing and re-locking.

And then they were gone, and Alear curled her arms around her belly, caressing it, cooing soft words of appreciation in Amaryllis's ears.

Amaryllis was not particularly attentive to them, still dizzy with the impact of her success. Though... maybe she was just dizzy in general. That burp had taken... a lot out of her, after all. And she'd just exerted herself many times more than ever before, so perhaps she just needed some rest.

She curled her own arms around her precious cargo, laying her head against the stomach wall. "Divine One, I'm going to rest for a little while," she called, unsure whether her voice was loud enough to be heard. "You really tired me out..."

"Of course, my precious treat," Alear murmured back. "Take as long as you need. You're home now... now and forever more. Dream sweetly."

You're my home now, Amaryllis thought, intoxicated by the idea. Now and forever... She slipped off into sleep easily, buoyed by the sweet dream she was already living.

Alear's stomach worked its meal tirelessly through the night, even after Alear herself finally relaxed enough to doze off. The fluids built up slowly, but each fresh trickle of acid covered more and more of Amaryllis's weakening body.

Had Amaryllis been awake, she might have marveled at the fact that digestion didn't hurt; that it felt tingly in a way that reminded her more of the way she felt when Alear looked at her than of pain. Alear's acids had a comfortably numbing effect on her prey, something each of her previous meals had discovered in their own way while enjoying their visit to the Divine One's belly.

Alear's stomach walls were more hesitant with this meal, slower and more careful than they'd been with previous meals. After all, this meal was the first in a very long time to be this large. It gave Alear some mild discomfort - but of course, the Divine Dragon's belly was undefeatable. And soon enough, the churning came into full swing, grinding down against skin and muscle and melting it into the thickening slurry that had once been Amaryllis's own body. And now... was merely a puddle of slop inside the Divine One's body.

Nutrients to fuel her for the day to come. The escape would hardly be easy, even with all the priestess's help. But if there was any chance she could do it... Amaryllis's body would be what got her there.

It was nearly dawn when Amaryllis awoke for the last time. She was motionless, helpless, couldn't even sense her own breathing, her own heartbeat. All that there was was Alear's body, Alear's slow sleeping breaths, Alear's steady heart distributing the parts of her that had already been absorbed through the Divine Dragon's body.

Some part of Amaryllis's melting brain put together that she was probably soon to be completely digested.

I love you, Amaryllis thought tiredly. I hope I was as good a meal as you deserve...

Motion made Amaryllis slosh to the side, the small intestine grumbling as the melted priestess became temporarily out of reach. Alear had rolled over - is she awake to send me off?.

It rapidly became clear, as she idly scratched her belly with a sigh, that Alear was indeed still asleep. Dreaming of who knew what.

A little intimate moment in the life of the Divine Dragon, the thought bubbled up from somewhere. I'm going to be here for this one and all the others like it from now on...

The meal had forgotten her own name. She didn't really need one anymore. After all, the Divine One had already eaten her.

She didn't even remember her devourer's name anymore. Even the memories of the Divine One herself were the Divine One's right to take.

A soft jingle from nearby told her that she'd done her job. What was that job? She couldn't remember. She didn't remember what the jingle meant.

But it meant she could go on, secure in knowing she'd done her part.

Giving herself over to the peaceful rhythms of her prison, the meal let herself drift out of consciousness one last time, never to awake again.

Alear was on the toilet at the crack of dawn, before she was fully conscious; her bowels strained to hold the remnants of the meal of the night before. Horror flooded Alear for a moment as she realized she didn't remember who it was and wasn't sure if she'd eaten an innocent again... but then the memories of the priestess came back. The memories of asking her to be a sacrifice, the memories of her reckless plan...

"I suppose it's time we find out what became of you," Alear mused as she relaxed her backside, letting her body squeeze out the last remnants of what could be described as Amaryllis's body.

The rest, of course, was already in Alear's bloodstream. Pumping through her heart, weaving through each of her limbs.

And Amaryllis's soul? Yes, that was Alear's for sure. She would not let her loved ones go... not even this latecomer.

Where the cute priestess had once been well put together, the mess that came from Alear's rear end was hardly coherent. Chips and fragments of crushed bone, strips of badly acid-discolored cloth, and the stinking logs that held them all together. Alear held her nose, letting it all pass without comment. This was her end of the deal - after a sacrifice comes the aftermath.

As her bowels emptied near completely, she grabbed for a thin piece of stone she'd broken off from the walls, poking through the leftover pieces with an uneasy look. "Urgh..." She frowned. "Where's the..."

A cramping pain from her middle told her she wasn't done yet, and she hastily flushed down what she'd already released.

By some bizarre miracle, all that emerged with that final push was a pair of arm bones and some red hair, all tangled through a metal keyring.

Alear fished the tangled mess out of the toilet bowl with the piece of stone, letting it drop on the floor. "... One final kindness. I truly didn't deserve you," she murmured.

She began to use the keys to unlock her shackles, one by one, carefully keeping them resting mostly-shut against her wrists and ankles and middle.

But what to do with this last memory...

An idea formed, and Alear took one of the bones, snapping it at the tip to reveal a sharp edge. An edge that would easily deepen with some patience and some rough stone...

An hour or two passed before Veyle finally came to get her.

"Cut it with that infernal racket," Veyle yelled, storming down the hall in a fury. "You wasted my time and my semen and destroyed the toy I was going to play with. If you think you're going to grind your way free, you have another thing coming. I'm going to have to replace those chains with fresh, new ones, with spikes to punish naughty girls who try to escape..."

She stopped in front of the cell and took in Alear, who had paused in the middle of rubbing her chains against the stone wall. An almost childishly foolish plan - Veyle laughed mockingly. "We may live forever, dear sister, but even we do not have the time for you to break out that way."

Alear glared at her, but refused to speak. Refused to give her sister even a single word... as always.

"Are you proud of yourself?" Veyle teased as she fished for the cell door key. "The one person who still cared about you, and you ate her alive the second my back was turned. Digested her ruthlessly. Do you see the monster you're becoming now? Do you understand what you've done?"

Alear grunted, looking guiltily at the floor.

"Heh." Veyle unlocked the door, stepping into the cell. "I hope you're still hungry. I will still of course need you to do your job as trash disposal today..."

She bent over, reaching for the waist shackle with key in hand. But she hesitated at the last second, processing what she was looking at: the shackle was already open.

Alear was already free.

A slim, pointed blade made of bone pressed up against Veyle's throat. "We may live forever, dear sister... but we're going to do it somewhere far away from here. I will set you free."

"Wh-what is this? Gu-" the call died in her throat, as Alear pressed the point into Veyle's throat, drawing a droplet of blood.

"Make a sound and the freedom you'll be granted is that of death," Alear murmured. "Do you understand?"

The Fell Princess gave a tiny nod.

Alear sighed with relief. "... Let's go home, Veyle."