Flash Story Collection

(Commission for: Symbol, this wasn't really a commission, but it fits the flash story criteria. He and I enjoy a similar theme, and I made this as a gift. Ember makes a sandwich, and an adventurer adds something special to it. 30 USD)

"Ugh, you people should really get a hobby, you know? One that's not involved in thieving!" shouted the voice above you, the booming syllables shaking the cavern walls. The rest of the party, not exactly thieves one and all...though the rogue and bard probably qualified, quickly scattered, as the form of a massive beast came forward, the impact of its footfalls on the cavern floor like the bolts of thunder from a mage's staff.

You however, don't move from the piles of glittering prizes. Not that you wanted them per say, but you'd wanted to face the beast that could gather such a horde, and it...and she was a gorgeous thing. Sapphire scales shimmered in the light of scones set high on the walls, giving her an almost otherworldly glow as her carnelian eyes scanned the floor, her stomping feet causing the others to flee faster.

"I said shoo!" she cried out at a particularly brave party members with a shield, one that glowed with inner magic...at least until she breathed a small tongue of flame onto it, the guard melting in a moment to slag at the feet of the wield, who wisely decided that discretion was the better part of valor, and beat a retreat, her voice carrying as she cried out, as the dragoness shot another small bolt at her retreating form.

"Seriously, what kind of people invade another person ho...me? What the heck are you still doing here?" demanded the dragoness, as she finally turned back to the table, one sized for a being her size, leaving you as little more than a mouse, scurrying about the top of it, your pack laying beside you, the supplies inside rattling around a bit, as you leaned against it.

"I...well, I simply couldn't leave this place without gazing upon the magnificent countenance that made such a cavern their home," you told her, and she looked down at you, first with a shocked expression on her face, and then shifting to annoyed, or at least at a loss for words, as she gave a curt nod down at you, placing one hand beside you on the table, shaking it under your feet.

"Yeah, and I suppose you say that to all the dragons whose homes you break into?" she asked, smirking down at you, and you quickly shake your head.

"No, no, of course not. We don't normally do such adventures. We are more of the goblin slayer types. But we found your home, and simply had to explore it, to find the wonders that one of your worth would accumulate over their life," you told her, obviously trying to flatter her.

"And let me guess, the other one is a swan princess? Yeah, kid, let me give you some advice. Don't try to flatter a dragoness who could snack on you. Now run along and go play with your friends. Maybe find a nice kobold encampment or something to raid," she said, turning away from the table and you, and approaching what looked like a small spigot on the wall, one that she pushed upon to dispense lava into a cup she procured from a cupboard, taking a few swallows of it, before turning back, and then finding you still sitting on her table, making her raise an eyebrow.

"Go, scat," she tells you, motioning with her hand to for you to leave, and even giving a small flap to her wings, but you stubbornly stay where you are, holding down your cloak to keep it on.

"I won't, I've never seen anything as pretty as you. I won't leave with just a few seconds of sight of you," you tell her, and she just stares, still sort of surprised at your behavior, before shaking her head, and then downing the rest of her drink in a single pull. Setting the cup on the counter, she then rummages through her cupboard, soon producing...bread? Like a loaf the size of a house, but still, just bread.

"You know, I haven't had lunch yet, and I was just having some cravings for man flesh," she tells you, and then, holding the loaf above you, the thing casting a long shadow, she slices into it. The movement is as fluid as a Great Cleave, her blade like claws cutting through in one swift motion, at first, leaving no sign they had done anything at all.

Then, she snapped her fingers, and two slices of bread, cleanly cut, slip off the end, sliding down it, and then falling to the table below, causing you to cry out, and then leap out of the way, watching them land with a dull thump sound on the table, as she chuckles, and then takes the loaf back to the cabinet, placing it inside slowly, and finally turning back.

"Okay, guy, this was where you were supposed to up and leave. So, go. Do that. Eat, drink, and level up a bit, and then maybe you can come back with your friends and we can have a go at it...not that you'd win even then, but it would feel better than eating you like this," she declares to you, as you slowly pick yourself back up, and dust off.

"I told you, I won't leave. If I let you eat me, though, I get to stay here forever, right?" you ask, and start unbuckling the armor you're wearing, tossing it onto the packs easily, and then clambering over to the bread slice nearest you. She just gawks, as you bounce a little, getting off your boots, feeling the tables smooth stone surface on your bare feet, before climbing onto the soft bread.

"You...you really want me to eat you?" she asks, and you nod up at her, causing the dragoness to blink, then pinch herself, catching a bit of scales between her fingers, and then resume staring. Finally, she seems done with it, rubbing at the bridge of her muzzle, just between her eyes with one hand, before sweeping the other forward, clutching the top of the gem pile in her grip.

"Yeah, you know what, forget it. You're crazy. I bet that adds to the flavor," she declare, and then scattered some of the gems down onto you, the rain of glittering jewels like manna from heaven to most adventurers, and more importantly to most dragons, as she added some to her meal, and then, with a shrug, went back to the cabinets behind her, soon returning with a slice of some kind of meat, cheese, and a massive leaf of some strange vegetable.

"Okay, just to make sure this is safe, I'm not just eating you. I'm going to make myself a proper lunch, with some gems and dragon root too. That stuff counters any kind of dragonbane poison or the like. So if you're trying to do that so I'm easier to take by your friends, you can forget about it," she declares, and you nod at her, laying down onto your front, and waiting for her to get on with it.

She cocks an eyebrow...or the dragon equivalent of the facial expression, but does as she says, lowering the slice of meat, which feels wet and tingles against your skin. She then places the cheese, heavier than the meat, but smells less. Finally, the leaf, which is potent in its scent, but is barely any weight at all as it settles atop you, before she just drops the other slice of bread, knocking the wind from you.

All that done, she places her hand atop the construct, and presses down a bit. Enough to make you feel it, not enough to hurt. She then, without saying anything, walks away, and you realize there's enough room to move beneath the things atop you, thanks to how she'd pressed down. You hear the lava run, and realize she's washing her hands, and giving you one last chance to leave.

Instead, you press deeper into the sandwich. Allowing it to cover you completely, and when she steps back, you hear her mutter, 'finally', as she seems to think you escaped, making you grin, as the dragoness, her meal already made, decides to enjoy it, and lifts it from the table, giving little fanfare as she opens her mouth, and breathes lightly onto it.

The breathe of a dragoness is hot, and it blows over you, leaving you almost coughing, but you clamp your mouth shut, trying not to make any noise at all. Luckily, you are still fighting this as she bites down once, her fangs easily piercing everything in the sandwich, tearing away a huge chunk of it, and then you watch as her head tilts back, not even chewing before swallowing it down.

When she glances back down, her eyes and your own lock, for just a moment, and you wonder if she's about to pluck you from her lunch, as her expression goes from blank, to 'come the fuck on' as if angry, and then, without any warning, she surges you forward, her jaws opening wide, her fangs glinting, and she stuffs you into her mouth.

The sensation of being inside her body is intense. The heat of it, the static feeling. All of it sends shivers down your spine, as the tongue below you, soaked with spit, leaves you damp, as she slips you around it, getting some of the flavor of your form, until finally, it all tilts backwards, and she gives you a single, powerful gulp, sending you down into her body.

Outside, a bulge forms in her neck. Within, the walls press against you, pushing you and rubbing the gems and other things onto your body. For a moment, you wish you'd worn your armor, but luckily, the passage down is quick, and soon, you smell the scent of sulfur, feel the heat of magma, and emerge into a chamber less stomach, than it is a volcano, and drop into the glowing pool.

Ember, for her part, feels her meal strike her stomach, and then opens her mouth, giving a powerful belch, as she looks down at the rest of the sandwich in her hands, and shrugs, downing the whole thing in one more bite, while patting her belly. It was a weird meal, to be sure, but as Dragon Lord, who was she to turn down a free filling for her sandwich?