Pov Tharros
I snuggled deeper into my favorite sleeping spot, nestled safely under Father's massive wing. The warmth and protection of his scales enveloped me, making me feel safe and secure. As the eldest of my siblings, I often found myself taking on a more serious role, watching over the others and helping Mother and Father with their tasks. But tonight, I just wanted to relax and enjoy the peaceful atmosphere of our home.
I closed my eyes, listening to the sound of my family's gentle rustling and murmurs as they settled in for the night. The soft rise and fall of Father's chest as he breathed, the gentle hum of Mother's contented sighs, and the quiet snores of my siblings all blended together to create a soothing lullaby.
Just as I was starting to drift off to sleep, I heard Father's voice, echoing in my mind. "Tharros, my son... I need to speak with you." I opened my eyes, looking up at Father's wing above me, feeling grateful for this special bond we shared. I realized that he must be communicating with me telepathically, as he sometimes did when he needed to discuss something important...
I focused my mind, reaching out to Father's thoughts. "Yes, Father? What is it?" I replied, my mental voice clear and respectful.
Father's response was immediate. "Tharros, I need to talk to you about your role in the family. As the eldest, you're growing into a strong and capable young dragon. I'm proud of you."
I felt a surge of pride and happiness at Father's words. I loved hearing that I was making him proud.
"But there's something specific I want to discuss with you," Father continued. "Something that requires your maturity and discretion. Can I trust that you'll listen carefully and keep this conversation private?"
I nodded
Even though Father couldn't see me, I knew he could sense my mental nod. "Good, Tharros," he said. "I'm counting on you. Here's what I need to talk to you about..." Father's mental voice trailed off, and I could sense a hint of seriousness and concern.
I sighed. "Just tell me already if this is about something, Mother will be mad at I'll keep it a secret"
Father's mental voice chuckled, a low rumble that I could feel in my mind. "Ah, Tharros, you're a clever one, aren't you? Alright, alright, I'll get to the point. But remember, this is just between us, for now."
He paused, collecting his thoughts before continuing. "It's about the recent... incidents. The ones with the behemoth cubs. I think there's more to it than just coincidence. I think someone, or something, is trying to test us."
I sighed. "What you mean testing you?"
Father's mental voice turned serious, his tone cautious. "I mean, Tharros, that I think someone is intentionally leaving those behemoth cubs for me to find. They're pushing me, seeing how far I'll go, how much I'll eat."
He paused, letting the implications sink in. "And I'm not sure why. Is it a challenge? A trap? Or something more?"
I wonder, and both confused and curious "who ever been letting their offspring to be killed are not good parents!"
Father's mental voice nodded in agreement. "I know, Tharros. It doesn't make sense. No parent would willingly put their child in harm's way. Unless..." He trailed off, leaving the thought hanging.
I sensed a hint of unease in Father's mental tone, a feeling that he was onto something but wasn't sure what. "Unless what, Father?" I pressed, my curiosity getting the better of me.
Father frowned. "I don't know if it tried to erupt me or it just indeed that they are bad parents and also multiple monsters attacked me after I done eating!"
My eyes widened in alarm as I processed Father's words. "Multiple monsters attacked you? After you ate the behemoth cubs?" I repeated, trying to understand the situation.
Father shook his head "no before I killed the behemoth cub, I did eat 2 behemoths and multiple monsters to kill the behemoth cub for you and your siblings!"
My mind reeled as I tried to process the sheer scale of Father's battle. "You... ate two behemoths and fought off multiple monsters just to kill the behemoth cub for us?" I stuttered, my eyes wide with awe and gratitude.
I felt a surge of pride and admiration for Father, who had risked his own life to provide for our family. And at the same time, I felt a sense of unease and worry - if Father had faced such danger, what other threats might be lurking in the shadows?
I question, "Ok then, can I go with you in a hunt for this morning?"
Father's mental voice hesitated for a moment before responding. "Tharros, I'm not sure that's a good idea. The hunt I'm planning is for a more... substantial prey. And after what happened last time, I don't want to put you or your siblings in harm's way."
He paused, considering his next words carefully. "But I'll tell you what, Tharros. If you can prove to me that you're ready, that you can handle yourself in a real hunt... then maybe, just maybe, I'll take you with me next time."
I sighed. "I release a powerful fire breath that destroyed the landscape twist in my life, remember!"
Father's mental voice chuckled, a low rumble that I could feel in my mind. "Ah, Tharros, I remember it well. You were so young, and yet you unleashed a blast of fire that rivaled even mine. I was proud of you then, and I'm proud of you now."
He paused, his tone turning serious. "But, Tharros, there's more to being a hunter than just brute strength. There's strategy, stealth, and control. Can you show me that you have those qualities, that you're not just a wild card with a powerful fire breath?"
Father sighed. "I will go hunting right now, and don't worry about me!"
I felt a pang of worry and concern as Father's mental voice dismissed my fears. "But, Father, what if...?" I started to protest, but he cut me off.
"Tharros, I've been hunting for years, and I can take care of myself. Your mother and the others will be here, safe and sound. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine." Father's mental voice was firm and reassuring, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in my stomach.
As Father withdrew his wing from over me, I felt a chill run down my spine. I watched as he stood up, stretched his massive wings, and took to the skies, disappearing into the distance.
Pov Aetherius
I stretched my wings wide, feeling the familiar rush of wind beneath my scales as I took to the skies. The early morning sun cast a warm glow over the landscape, illuminating the rolling hills and towering mountains in the distance.
As I soared through the air, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in my mind. The recent attacks on my family, the mysterious behemoth cubs... it all felt like a coordinated effort to test my strength, my resolve.
I gritted my teeth, determination burning within me. I would not let my family be threatened. I would not let them be harmed. I would do whatever it took to keep them safe, to protect them from the dangers that lurked in the shadows.
With a fierce cry, I dove down towards the ground, my wings tucked in tight as I prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
As I descended, the wind rushed past me, whipping my scales into a frenzy. I reveled in the sensation, feeling alive, feeling powerful. My eyes scanned the landscape below, searching for any sign of danger, any hint of what might be lurking in the shadows.
My gaze swept over the rolling hills, the sparkling streams, and the dense forests. Everything seemed peaceful, serene. But I knew better. I knew that in this world, danger was always lurking, always waiting to strike.
I landed hard on the ground, my claws digging deep into the earth. I stood tall, my wings spread wide, as I let out a mighty roar. The sound echoed through the landscape, a challenge to any who would dare threaten my family.
The silence that followed was oppressive, heavy with anticipation. I stood there, waiting, watching, as the world around me held its breath. And then, in the distance, I saw it. A plume of smoke, rising high into the air. A signal, a call to battle. My heart quickened, my claws extended, as I prepared to face whatever lay ahead.
I took to the skies once more, my wings beating powerful and swift as I soared towards the smoke. My eyes narrowed, my senses on high alert, as I scanned the landscape below for any sign of movement.
As I drew closer to the smoke, I could see that it was rising from a small valley, nestled between two great mountains. The air was thick with the scent of burning wood and something else... something acrid and bitter.
My instincts screamed at me to be cautious, to approach with care. But I was Aetherius, a strong and proud dragon, and I would not be intimidated. I would not be swayed.
With a fierce cry, I dove down into the valley, my wings tucked in tight as I prepared to face whatever lay ahead. The smoke swirled around me, stinging my eyes and obscuring my vision. But I pressed on, my claws extended, my heart burning with determination.
As I descended deeper into the valley, the smoke grew thicker, making it harder to see and breathe. But I pushed on, my determination driving me forward. Suddenly, I heard a faint rustling in the underbrush. My ears perked up, and I turned my head, trying to pinpoint the source of the sound.
The rustling grew louder, and I could tell that whatever was making the noise was moving quickly, trying to get away from me. My instincts kicked in, and I took off after the sound, my claws pounding the earth as I chased down my unseen quarry.
The smoke swirled around me, making it hard to see, but I could hear the sound of scurrying feet, the snapping of twigs, and the heavy breathing of whatever creature I was chasing. My heart pounded with excitement, and my senses were on high alert as I closed in for the kill.
Just as I was about to pounce, the creature suddenly darted out of the underbrush and into a small clearing. I followed, my eyes scanning the area for any sign of my quarry. And then, I saw it.
A massive, scaled creature stood before me, its eyes glowing with a fierce inner light. It was a dragon, but not just any dragon - it was a dragon unlike any I had ever seen before. Its scales were a deep, burnished copper, and they seemed to shimmer and glow in the dim light of the clearing.
The dragon's eyes locked onto mine, and I could feel a surge of power and strength emanating from it. My instincts told me that this was a formidable foe, one that would not go down without a fight. I growled, baring my teeth, as the dragon let out a mighty roar and charged towards me.
I jump and slammed it head on the ground using my claws
The dragon's roar was cut short as I slammed its head into the ground, my claws digging deep into the earth. The impact sent shockwaves through the ground, and the sound of the collision echoed through the valley.
The dragon's body went limp, its struggles ceasing as it lay there, stunned and disoriented. I stood over it, my chest heaving with exertion, my claws still gripping the dragon's head.
For a moment, I just stood there, savoring the thrill of victory. But then, my instincts kicked in, and I realized that I couldn't let my guard down. Not yet. I looked around, my eyes scanning the surrounding area for any signs of additional threats.
The dragon at my feet began to stir, its eyes flickering open as it let out a low, rumbling growl. I tightened my grip on its head, my claws digging deeper into the earth. "Don't even think about it," I warned, my voice low and menacing.
I yelled "Ok why is a fellow dragon attack me!"
I knock it unconscious
With a swift and precise motion, I knocked the dragon's head against the ground, rendering it unconscious. The dragon's body went limp, its eyes rolling back as it succumbed to the blow.
I stood over the dragon, my chest heaving with exertion, my claws still gripping its scales. I glared down at the dragon, my mind racing with questions. What was this dragon doing here? Why had it attacked me?
As I stood there, I noticed that the dragon was wearing a strange, metallic collar around its neck. The collar seemed to be emitting a faint hum, and I could sense a dark, malevolent energy emanating from it.
My instincts told me that this collar was the key to understanding what was going on. I reached down and grasped the collar, my claws closing around it like a vice. With a swift motion, I ripped the collar from the dragon's neck, and the hum ceased.
The dragon's body began to twitch and convulse, as if it was being freed from some sort of mind control. I watched, fascinated, as the dragon's eyes flickered open, and it looked up at me with a confused, disoriented expression.
As I walked through deeper into the forest, I saw giant about 10% smaller than me
I stopped in my tracks, my eyes fixed on the giant before me. It was enormous, its body a mass of thick, corded muscle and rough, scaly skin. Its eyes, a piercing yellow, seemed to gleam with a fierce inner light as it regarded me.
The giant's size was imposing, but I was not intimidated. As a dragon, I was accustomed to being one of the largest and most powerful creatures in the land. But this giant was certainly a formidable opponent, and I could sense a dark, primal energy emanating from it.
The giant took a step closer to me, its massive feet shaking the earth. I could feel the ground tremble beneath my claws, and I dug them deep into the earth, preparing for battle. The giant's eyes seemed to flash with excitement, and it let out a deafening roar, causing the trees around us to shudder and tremble.
I sigh and use my ice bullet to kill it
I raised my claws, and with a swift motion, I unleashed a burst of icy energy. The air seemed to shimmer and freeze as the ice bullet hurtled towards the giant. The giant, caught off guard, tried to raise its massive hands to defend itself, but it was too late.
The ice bullet struck the giant with incredible force, encasing its entire body in a thick layer of ice. The giant's roar was abruptly cut off as it froze in place, its body rigid and unmoving.
I watched with a sense of detachment as the giant's frozen body began to shatter and crumble, its massive form collapsing to the ground with a deafening crash. The sound echoed through the forest, causing birds to take flight and small creatures to scurry for cover.
I let out a sigh, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. Another threat neutralized. I turned to continue on my way, my claws clicking on the frozen ground as I left the giant's shattered remains behind.
I walk to it and devour it
I strode over to the giant's frozen remains, my stomach growling with anticipation. I raised my claws, and with a few swift strokes, I shattered the ice encasing the giant's body.
As the ice broke away, I lowered my head and began to devour the giant's frozen flesh. The cold, hard meat was refreshing, and I ate with relish, my hunger sated with each bite.
The giant's massive body was quickly reduced to nothing more than a pile of bones and scraps of flesh. I licked my lips, feeling invigorated and refreshed. The meal had been satisfying, and I felt ready to take on whatever challenges lay ahead.
With my hunger sated, I continued on my way, leaving the giant's remains behind. The forest seemed quieter now, the only sound the rustling of leaves and the distant call of a bird. I walked on, my senses alert, ready for whatever lay ahead.
I burp a little, and suddenly, I saw multiple monsters, some little big bigger than me and some little smaller
I let out a small burp, feeling a sense of satisfaction after my meal. But my contentment was short-lived, as I suddenly found myself surrounded by a horde of monsters.
There were creatures of all shapes and sizes, some towering over me, their massive bodies looming like skyscrapers. Others were smaller, darting around my feet with an unnerving speed and agility.
I saw giant spiders, their eyes glowing like embers, as they scuttled towards me on twisted, hairy legs. There were massive trolls, their thick, scaly skin seeming to absorb the light around them, as they lumbered towards me with massive clubs.
I saw packs of goblins, their wicked knives glinting in the fading light, as they yipped and snarled with an unnatural hunger. And there were other creatures, too, creatures that defied explanation, their twisted bodies seeming to shift and writhe like living shadows.
I let out a mighty roar, my voice echoing through the forest, as I prepared to face this monstrous horde. My claws extended, my scales bristling with fury, I charged forward, ready to take on whatever the forest had thrown my way.
1 hour later, I killed all of them and ate their remain and lay on a tree with my massive bulge belly
I lay on the tree, my massive body sprawled out in a comfortable pose. My belly, now enormous from devouring the monsters, bulged out like a massive drum, straining against my scales.
I let out a contented sigh, feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin as I digested my meal. The forest was quiet once again, the only sound the distant call of a bird or the rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze.
I closed my eyes, feeling my eyelids grow heavy as I drifted off into a well-deserved rest. My chest rose and fell with slow, deep breaths, and my claws twitched occasionally as I slept.
The tree creaked and groaned under my massive weight, but it held firm, supporting me as I slept. The forest creatures, sensing my power and satiated state, kept their distance, leaving me to my well-deserved rest.
I activate my barrier to prevent my belly from erupting
I focused my energy, and a shimmering barrier erupted from my scales, encasing my massive belly in a protective layer of magical energy. The barrier pulsed with a soft, blue light, as it worked to contain the enormous pressure building up inside my stomach.
With the barrier in place, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. My belly, still enormous from the massive meal, was now safely contained, preventing any... unpleasantness from occurring.
I settled back into my rest, feeling the barrier's energy humming softly around me. My claws twitched occasionally, and my eyes flickered open, checking the surrounding area for any potential threats. But all was quiet, and I drifted off into a peaceful sleep, my barrier holding strong.
Suddenly, I heard something inside the bushes
My ears perked up, and I opened my eyes, instantly alert. The barrier around my belly remained in place, but my attention was now focused on the potential threat lurking in the bushes.
I turned my head, my eyes scanning the underbrush. The rustling grew louder, and I could sense a presence moving cautiously through the dense foliage.
My claws extended, ready to strike, as I prepared to face whatever was emerging from the bushes. My scales bristled with anticipation, and my eyes narrowed, focusing intently on the spot where the rustling was growing louder.
When it came out of the bush, it was Tharros. I yelled, "THARROS I TOLD YOU TO STAY, AND YOU FOLLOW ME HERE?!"
Tharros, with his shimmering silver scales, looked up at me with a mischievous glint in his eye. He seemed completely unrepentant, his expression a perfect blend of innocence and guilt.
"I know, I know," Tharros said, his voice dripping with a hint of defiance. "But I was worried about you. You've been gone for so long, and I didn't want anything to happen to you."
Tharros took a step closer, his eyes locked on mine. "Besides, I'm not a baby anymore. I can take care of myself."
I glared at Tharros, trying to maintain my anger, but it was hard to stay mad at him. He was, after all, my sibling, and I had to admit that I was a little proud of his bravery and determination.
Tharros see my massive belly
Tharros's eyes widened in surprise as he took in the sight of my massive belly. His gaze was fixed on the enormous bulge, and he looked like he was trying not to laugh.
"Whoa, what happened to you?" Tharros asked, his voice trembling with amusement. "You look like you're about to hatch a dozen eggs!"
I glared at Tharros, feeling a bit self-conscious about my current state. But I couldn't help but chuckle at his joke.
Tharros gave another joke about me look like I was carrying dozens of dragons and eggs inside of me
Tharros grinned mischievously, clearly enjoying himself. "I know, right? You look like you're carrying a whole dragon nursery in there! Dozens of baby dragons, eggs, and who knows, maybe even a few dragon-sized snacks for good measure!"
Tharros burst out laughing, his silver scales shimmering with mirth. I couldn't help but join in, my belly jiggling with each chuckle.
Tharros gave another joke about me. It looked like I was carrying dozens of dragons and eggs inside of me. "Hey father, how many new siblings I will have in there!" He burst out laughing
I rolled my eyes, laughing despite myself. "Tharros, you're going to be the death of me," I said, shaking my head. "I'm not carrying a whole brood of dragons in here, you know. Just a... substantial meal."
Tharros's laughter only grew louder, his eyes shining with mirth. "Substantial meal?" he repeated, gasping for air. "That's the understatement of the century!"
Tharros question, "Do you have a stomach ache?"
I chuckled, rubbing my belly with a claw. "You could say that," I replied, wincing slightly. "I may have eaten a bit more than I should have. But don't worry, I've got it under control."
I activated my barrier again, just to make sure my belly didn't decide to stage a rebellion. Tharros watched with interest, still grinning from his earlier jokes.
Tharros's grin faltered for a moment, replaced by a look of concern. "Father, are you sure you're okay? You don't look so good."
I waved a claw dismissively. "I'm fine, Tharros. Just a bit...overextended. I'll be back to normal in no time."
Tharros looked skeptical, but he didn't push the issue. Instead, he asked, "So, what did you eat, anyway?"
I hesitated, unsure how much to reveal. But Tharros's curious expression won me over. "Let's just say I had a bit of a snack...or ten," I replied, chuckling wryly.
Tharros walked towards me and nudged my belly. I grunted a little
Tharros looked up at me with a mischievous glint in his eye. "Whoa, you're really packed in there, aren't you?" he said, nudging my belly again.
I grunted a bit louder, feeling a slight discomfort from the prodding. "Tharros, easy does it," I warned, trying to chuckle despite the mild pain.
Tharros backed off, looking concerned. "Sorry, Father. I didn't mean to hurt you."
I smiled, reassuring him. "It's okay, Tharros. Just be gentle, okay?"
Suddenly, we see like 10 monsters. 8 are 3% smaller than me, and 2 seem like Tharros size "Oh for goodness sake! Are you kidding me!" I yelled
Tharros's eyes widened as he took in the sight of the monsters. "Whoa, Father, it looks like we've got a welcoming committee!" he exclaimed, his voice laced with sarcasm.
I let out a deep sigh, feeling a mix of frustration and exhaustion. "I swear, can't a dragon even get a moment's peace around here?" I muttered, eyeing the monsters warily.
The smaller monsters, about Tharros's size, seemed to be hesitating, eyeing us uncertainly. But the larger ones, the ones 3% smaller than me, seemed to be itching for a fight, their eyes fixed on us with a hungry gleam.
I sigh, "Let me handle this, on my own."
Pov Tharros
I watched as Father's expression turned stern, his eyes flashing with a fierce inner light. He took a deep breath, and his massive body seemed to expand, his scales bristling with a warning.
I nodded, recognizing the look. Father was going into "protective mode," and I knew better than to interfere. I took a step back, my eyes fixed on the monsters as they began to circle around us.
The larger monsters seemed to be sizing Father up, their eyes flicking between him and me. But Father stood firm, his gaze unwavering as he faced the pack.
I felt a surge of pride watching Father take charge. He was a force to be reckoned with, and I knew the monsters wouldn't stand a chance against him.
30 minutes later, the father killed all 10 and ate every single one of them left nothing but their bones and I giggled father now look more carrying dozens dragons eggs
I couldn't help but burst out laughing at the sight of Father's even more enormous belly. "Haha, Father, you're literally going to explode!" I exclaimed, holding my sides.
Father looked down at his belly, a sheepy grin spreading across his face. "Well, I suppose I did get a bit carried away," he chuckled, his voice rumbling deep within his chest.
The bones of the monsters lay scattered around us, a testament to Father's incredible appetite. I shook my head, still grinning. "You're going to need a bigger cave to roll around in, Father."
Father laughed, his belly jiggling with the movement. "I think you might be right, Tharros." Father lay himself on a tree gripping his even more massive belly in pain
I rushed to Father's side, concern etched on my face. "Father, are you okay? Maybe you really did eat too much this time," I said, trying to stifle a grin.
Father groaned, his claws digging into the tree trunk as he struggled to catch his breath. "I...think...you might...be right, Tharros," he panted, his voice strained.
I giggled, unable to help myself. "I told you you'd explode!" I exclaimed, trying to contain my laughter.
Father shot me a mock-glare, his eyes twinkling with amusement despite his discomfort. "Not...funny...Tharros," he growled, his voice laced with a hint of playful warning.
I surprised "Father I'm surprised that you didn't erupt this time!"
Father grunted. "I don't care!" He grip his belly even tighter
I question "Father can you fly or walk home?"
Father let out a pained groan, his face scrunched up in discomfort. "Walk..." he grunted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't think flying is...an option...right now."
He slowly got to his feet, his massive belly swaying precariously as he took his first step. I winced in sympathy, watching as he struggled to put one foot in front of the other.
"Maybe I can...help?" I offered, trying to stifle a grin. "You know, provide a bit of...support?"
Father sighed, "How you are 4 years old, and what magic you can do to help me support! You know what? Never mind, we are staying here for a while!"
I looked up at Father with a mischievous grin. "Aww, come on Father! I can try! I've been practicing my magic, you know!"
Father raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Oh really? And what kind of magic do you think can help me in this...delicate condition?"
I thought for a moment, my eyes sparkling with excitement. "I can try to make you lighter! Or maybe even make your belly smaller!"
Father chuckled, shaking his head. "I don't think that's possible, little one. But I appreciate the thought."
Father, look down, "and I don't think your mother will be happy. I'm sure she will be mad at that. I ate so much, and she did warn me! We should just stay here for a while"
I giggled at the thought of Mother being mad at Father. "Yeah, Father, you're in trouble! Mother always says you have no self-control when it comes to food."
Father looked down at his belly, a sheepish expression on his face. "I know, I know...I just couldn't help myself. And now I'm paying the price."
He let out a deep sigh, resigned to his fate. "Yes, let's just stay here for a while. I don't think I can face your mother in this...condition."
Suddenly, we heard noise from the trees. "Oh no, if this is a monster, I have to kill and eat." Father said, and to Father, unluckiest day, it is another monster
Father frowned. "Why do many creatures come to me any way? What do I do to deserve this?!"
I burst out laughing at Father's misfortune. "Haha, Father, it's like the universe is conspiring against you! First, you eat too much, and now you're faced with another monster!"
Father glared at me, his expression a mix of frustration and amusement. "It's not funny, Tharros! I'm a dragon, for scales' sake! Can't I just have one day without having to fight or eat something?"
The monster, a large and ugly creature, emerged from the trees, its eyes fixed on Father. Father let out a deep sigh, resigned to his fate. "I suppose I have no choice...Here I go again..."
Father whispers, "I can't leave the dead monster here or else it will bring more monster that I have to deal with, and it will be a waste of food"
I nodded in understanding, knowing Father's reasoning. "You're going to eat it, aren't you?" I asked, trying to stifle a grin.
Father looked at me with a sheepish expression, his voice barely above a whisper. "I have to, Tharros. I really don't want to, but...it's just more fuel for my current...condition."
He gestured to his already enormous belly, and I couldn't help but burst out laughing again. "Father, you're going to explode for real this time!"
Father gave me a nervous smile. "Don't worry, I'm sure it will be a.o.k!"
I raised an eyebrow, skeptical of Father's reassurance. "A-okay? Father, you're already stuffed to the brim, and now you're going to eat another monster? I think you're pushing your luck!"
Father's nervous smile faltered for a moment, before he regained his composure. "Well, when you put it that way, it sounds a bit...reckless. But trust me, Tharros, I know what I'm doing...I think."
Father took a deep breath, his chest expanding with a determined look on his face. "I'll just...take small bites. Yeah, that's it. Small bites." He nodded to himself, as if trying to convince himself that this was a good idea.
I shook my head, chuckling. "Father, you're not exactly known for your self-control when it comes to food."
Father shot me a mock-offended look. "Hey, I resent that! I can totally control myself...when I want to." He grinned, showing off his sharp teeth, and began to devour the monster in small, albeit reluctant, bites.
As he is eating it, his massive belly expanded
Even more, his massive belly expanded, straining against his scales. I watched in awe, my eyes wide with wonder. "Father, I think you're going to burst!" I exclaimed, trying to stifle a giggle.
Father paused mid-bite, his eyes darting down to his ballooning belly. He looked...concerned. "Ah, perhaps I should have stuck to just one meal," he muttered, his voice strained.
I continued to stare at Father's belly, my concern growing. But somehow, despite his massive size, Father seemed to be...holding it together. I tilted my head, puzzled, but Father just smiled weakly and continued eating.
As Father finishes eating his belly look, so pass it breaking point, and I wonder how he not explode yet
I look at him. He seemed in so much pain, and he went back to lay on the tree again
I watched in amazement as Father's belly seemed to stretch to impossible limits, yet somehow remained intact. But despite his miraculous ability to contain his massive meal, Father's face was contorted in agony.
He let out a low groan, his claws digging into the tree trunk as he lay back down. I could see the tension in his body, the strain of holding everything together.
"Father?" I asked, concern etched in my voice. "Are you okay?"
Father's response was a pained grunt, his eyes scrunched shut as he struggled to catch his breath. I looked on, worried, wondering how much more he could take.
Pov Aetherius
Uggghhh... I lay on the tree trunk, my belly straining against my scales. I couldn't believe I had eaten so much. Again. Thyriatrix was going to kill me.
I glanced over at Tharros, who was watching me with a mixture of concern and amusement. I managed a weak smile, trying to reassure him that I was okay.
But the truth was, I was in agony. My stomach was churning, my scales felt like they were going to burst open, and all I wanted to do was curl up and sleep for a week.
Why did I always do this? I knew better than to overeat, but I just couldn't help myself. And now I was paying the price. Literally.
Tharros gently nudged my belly with his snout, and I grunted in pain
I winced, my eyes scrunched shut in discomfort. "Easy, Tharros...Father's belly is...very sensitive right now," I managed to grit out, trying to breathe through the pain.
Tharros looked up at me with big, apologetic eyes, his snout still resting gently against my belly. I could sense his concern, and I tried to reassure him with a weak smile.
"It's okay, son...Father just needs to...digest...for a while," I panted, hoping that Tharros wouldn't notice how much pain I was really in.
I yawn, and suddenly, a 4 meter taller wolf fell from the trees and into my throat
I let out a shocked roar as the massive wolf came crashing down, its body sliding down my throat with a sickening squelch. My eyes went wide, and I felt my stomach churn with a mixture of disgust and discomfort.
Tharros stumbled backward, his eyes fixed on the wolf's hind legs, which were still sticking out of my mouth. He looked like he was about to be sick.
I tried to speak, but all that came out was a muffled growl. The wolf's body was lodged in my throat, and I could feel its fur tickling my scales. This was...not good. Not good at all.
I gritted my teeth, my scales bristling with effort as I swallowed the wolf whole. The pain was excruciating, my stomach already strained to its limits from the previous meal.
As the wolf slid into my belly, I slammed my claws into my stomach, trying to crush the life out of the beast. The impact sent a shockwave of agony through my body, and I let out a deafening roar.
Tharros stumbled backward, his eyes wide with alarm as he stared at me. I could sense his fear, his worry that I might not survive this ordeal. But I had to make sure the wolf was dead, no matter the cost to my own well-being.
I let out a startled bellow as the tree trunk beneath me gave way, its massive bulk crashing to the ground. I felt myself tumbling through the air, my stomach churning with a fresh wave of pain.
Tharros shrieked in alarm, scrambling to get out of the way as I landed with a thunderous crash, sending shockwaves through the earth. The impact sent a jolt of agony through my body, and I lay there, stunned and helpless.
The forest around us fell silent, the only sound the creaking and groaning of the fallen tree. Tharros cautiously approached me, his eyes wide with worry. "F-Father?" he stammered, his voice trembling.
I force a smile. "I'm OK, Father is OK"
I tried to reassure Tharros, but the pain and discomfort were evident in my strained smile. "I'm...fine, son. Just a bit...crushed," I managed to grit out, trying to laugh off the situation.
Tharros looked uncertain, his eyes scanning me for any signs of serious injury. But he seemed to relax a bit at my reassurance, his expression softening into a concerned frown. "Father, maybe you should...take it easy for a while?" he suggested, his voice laced with worry.
Tharros placed his claws on my belly, and it gave me some pain, but I don't want him to be upset
I winced internally as Tharros's claws made contact with my tender belly, but I forced myself to remain still, not wanting to alarm him. I didn't want Tharros to worry more than he already was, so I endured the discomfort in silence.
Instead, I focused on Tharros's concerned expression, trying to reassure him with a gentle gaze. "It's...okay, son," I whispered, my voice soft and soothing. "Father's just...a bit full, that's all." I turned around and got up
I slowly and laboriously pushed myself up from the ground, my belly protesting with a dull ache. I winced, but managed to get to my feet. Tharros watched me with wide eyes, his concern evident on his face.
"Father, are you sure you're okay?" he asked again, his voice laced with worry.
I nodded, trying to reassure him with a gentle smile. "I'm fine, son. Just...need to walk it off, that's all." I took a tentative step forward, my belly jiggling with each movement. Despite my discomfort, I maintained a steady pace, secretly relying on the barrier I had cast to keep my belly from erupting.
I look at my very massive belly
I gazed down at my enormous belly, the sheer size of it taking my breath away. It was a marvel that I could even stand upright with such a massive burden weighing me down. The barrier I had cast to keep everything contained seemed to be holding, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I was living on borrowed time. One wrong move, and...well, I didn't want to think about it.
But I end up thinking about it
My mind began to wander to all the worst-case scenarios, imagining the catastrophic consequences of my belly bursting open. I pictured the mess, the chaos, and Tharros's horrified expression. My scales prickled with anxiety as I thought about the potential disaster that was simmering just beneath the surface. I forced myself to take a few deep breaths, trying to calm my racing thoughts and reassure myself that the barrier would hold. But the nagging doubt lingered, refusing to be shaken.
I erupted before, and Tharros and all his younger siblings saw it, and Thyriatrix saved me before I died, and that is why Thyriatrix will be mad at this
The memory of that previous eruption flooded my mind, and I cringed at the thought of Tharros and the younger ones witnessing it. They had been so traumatized by the sight, and I had been mortified.
But what made my scales prickle with anxiety was the thought of Thyriatrix's reaction. She had saved me from certain death that day, and I knew she would be furious with me for putting myself in this situation again. I could almost hear her stern voice, lecturing me about my lack of self-control and recklessness.
I let out a silent groan, knowing I was in for a world of trouble when Thyriatrix found out.
Tharros's concerned voice broke into my thoughts, and I turned to him, trying to compose myself. "Father, are you okay? You seem...distracted," he said, his eyes narrowing slightly.
I forced a reassuring smile onto my face, trying to push aside the anxiety that was growing inside me. "I'm fine, son. Just...lost in thought," I replied, trying to sound casual.
Tharros looked uncertain, but he seemed to accept my explanation. "Okay, Father. But maybe we should head back to the nest? Mother will be worried," he suggested, his eyes glinting with concern.
I hesitated, knowing that facing Thyriatrix was the last thing I wanted to do right now. But I also knew that putting it off would only make things worse. With a heavy sigh, I nodded, and we began the slow and painful journey back to the nest.
I shook my head "no she will be so mad at me, and we live in a literally cave in the mountain! How am I going to get there?!"
Tharros's expression turned sympathetic, and he nodded understandingly. "I know, Father. But maybe...maybe Mother won't be as mad as you think? And as for getting to the cave, we can take the winding path. It's slower, but it's easier on your...condition," he suggested, eyeing my massive belly delicately.
I snorted, feeling a mix of frustration and amusement. "You think Thyriatrix will go easy on me? Ha! She'll have my scales for this, mark my words," I muttered, shaking my head.
Tharros chuckled, a low rumbling sound. "Well, Father, you do have a bit of a history with...overindulging," he teased, his eyes sparkling with mirth.
I grunted. "I have a history getting beat the crap by her!"
Tharros burst out laughing, his deep chuckles echoing through the forest. "Oh, Father! You're such a dramatic scale-back!" he exclaimed, holding his sides.
I shot him a mock-glare, trying to maintain a stern expression despite the amusement creeping up my throat. "Hey, watch it, son! I'm a dignified dragon, I'll have you know," I huffed, puffing out my chest.
Tharros grinned, still chuckling. "Sorry, Father. But you have to admit, Mother can be a bit...formidable," he said, his eyes sparkling with mirth.
Suddenly, we saw a behemoth and father jaw drop by the size
My mock-glare faltered, and my jaw dropped in unison with Tharros's as we stared at the behemoth before us. The sheer scale of the creature was awe-inspiring, its massive body towering over the trees like a living mountain. Its rough, scaly hide glistened in the sunlight, and its eyes seemed to burn with an inner fire.
Tharros's voice was barely above a whisper. "By the ancient ones...what is that?" he breathed, his eyes wide with wonder.
I swallowed hard, my mind racing to comprehend the enormity of the creature. "I...I don't know, son," I admitted, my voice equally awestruck. "But I think we should...maybe give it some space?" I suggested, trying to inch backward without taking my eyes off the behemoth.
The behemoth looks at us and ready to attack and look around
The behemoth's gaze locked onto us, its eyes burning with a fierce intensity. It took a step closer, its massive foot crashing to the ground and sending shockwaves through the earth. The air was filled with the sound of snapping trees and crunching underbrush as the behemoth cleared a path towards us.
I instinctively positioned myself between Tharros and the behemoth, my scales bristling with a defensive instinct. I let out a warning growl, trying to deter the creature from attacking.
Tharros, however, seemed frozen in place, his eyes fixed on the behemoth with a mix of fascination and terror. I nudged him gently with my snout, trying to snap him out of his trance-like state. "Tharros, son, we need to get out of here. Now," I urged, my voice low and urgent.
But as I glanced around, I realized that we were surrounded by steep cliffs and dense foliage, with no clear escape route in sight. The behemoth, sensing our vulnerability, took another step closer, its massive jaws open wide in preparation for the kill.
Tharros's eyes snapped back into focus, and he raised his hands, summoning the power of the earth. The ground beneath the behemoth's feet began to shudder and tremble, and suddenly, a cluster of sharp, jagged spikes erupted from the earth, impaling the behemoth's massive legs.
The creature let out a deafening roar as it stumbled, its legs pinned to the ground by the spikes. The earth continued to shudder and tremble, and the spikes grew longer and sharper, digging deeper into the behemoth's flesh.
I watched in awe as Tharros maintained control over the earth magic, his hands weaving intricate patterns in the air. The behemoth struggled and thrashed, but it was unable to free itself from the spikes that held it in place.
For a moment, I forgot about my own precarious situation, and I felt a surge of pride and wonder at Tharros's display of magical prowess. But as the behemoth's struggles began to weaken, I realized that we still had to get out of there, and fast.
As the behemoth's struggles grew weaker, Tharros slowly lowered his hands, his chest heaving with exertion. The earth spikes remained in place, pinning the creature to the ground. I could see the tension in Tharros's body begin to ease, replaced by a sense of relief and accomplishment.
I took a step forward, my massive belly jiggling with the movement. "Well done, Tharros," I said, my voice filled with pride. "You saved us both."
Tharros turned to me, a weary smile on his face. "Thanks, Father. But we're not out of here yet. We need to get you back to the nest, and Mother...well, she's not going to be happy."
I winced at the reminder, but I knew Tharros was right. We needed to get moving, and fast. I nodded, and together we began the slow and laborious journey back to the nest, leaving the impaled behemoth behind.
I sighed and started to eat it
Tharros's eyes widened in horror as I began to devour the behemoth, my jaws tearing into its flesh with ease. "Father, what are you doing?!" he exclaimed, his voice laced with disgust.
I paused, my mouth full of the behemoth's flesh, and looked up at Tharros. "What? I can't leave it go to waste and something will come here to eat it and it will be a problem!" I continued eating
Tharros shook his head, his expression a mix of exasperation and resignation. "You're impossible, Father," he muttered, turning away from the sight of me devouring the behemoth. "Just be careful, okay? We don't need any more...complications."
I nodded, my mouth still full of food, and continued eating. The behemoth's flesh was surprisingly tender, and I savored each bite. As I ate, I could feel my belly growing even larger, but I pushed the thought aside. I'd deal with the consequences later.
After a few moments, Tharros turned back to me, his expression serious. "Father, we need to get moving. We can't stay here for too long. Mother will be worried, and...well, you know how she gets when she's worried."
I nodded, swallowing my last bite of the behemoth. "You're right, son. Let's get going." I stood up, my massive belly jiggling with the movement, and began to make my way back to the nest. Tharros followed closely behind, his eyes fixed on my back with a mix of concern and amusement.
I stepped forward, and a wave of pain hit me, and I fell to the ground. "On second thought, I don't think I can get there in this condition!" I clutched my massive belly in pain
Tharros rushed to my side, his face etched with worry. "Father, no! Oh no, no, no... This is exactly what I was afraid of," he exclaimed, his voice trembling with concern.
He gently placed a hand on my belly, and I could feel a surge of earth magic flowing through me, trying to ease my pain. But it was too late, the damage was done. A loud rumbling sound echoed through the air as my belly began to...shift.
Tharros's eyes went wide, and he stumbled backward, his face pale. "Father, I think...I think it's happening again," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the growing rumble.
I question, "What is it?!" I yelled
Tharros's voice was laced with panic as he shouted back, "YOUR BELLY IS GOING TO ERUPT AGAIN, FATHER!" He stumbled backward, his eyes fixed on my belly in horror.
I felt a wave of fear wash over me as I realized the truth. The barrier I had cast to hold everything in was weakening, and I didn't have the strength to reinforce it. The rumbling grew louder, and my belly began to quiver and shake.
Tharros turned and ran, shouting over his shoulder, "I'LL GET MOTHER! SHE'S THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN HELP YOU NOW!"
I can see the barrier is slowly fading, and I know I am dead for sure if Tharros didn't bring Thyriatrix here "alright but hurry, I don't think I can hold it long! I don't care if she beat me up after this. Just go and get her now!"
Tharros nodded desperately and turned to sprint away, his feet pounding against the earth as he vanished into the distance. I was left alone, my belly quivering and shaking as the barrier continued to fade. I gritted my teeth, trying to hold on, but it was no use. The pressure was building, and I could feel the contents of my belly straining to break free. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the inevitable.
Just as all hope seemed lost, I heard the sound of rushing footsteps, followed by Tharros's panicked voice shouting, "Mother! Mother, hurry!" Thyriatrix's stern voice cut through the air, "What in the name of the ancient ones is going on here?" She emerged from the trees, her scales glinting in the sunlight as she took in the scene before her. Her eyes narrowed, fixing on my struggling form. "Aetherius, what have you done now?"
I chuckled. "Don't beat me up after this." I smiled
Thyriatrix's expression turned from concern to exasperation, her eyes flashing with a hint of amusement. "You think a simple 'don't beat me up' will suffice after this?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You're lucky I'm more concerned about saving your life than scolding you right now." She strode closer, her scales rustling against each other. "But don't think this means you're off the hook that easily, Aetherius."
Thyriatrix, take a deep breath "look all we have to do is wait for you to erupting and I use my healing magic!" Thyriatrix said
I stared at Thyriatrix, incredulous. "That's your plan? Just wait for me to erupt and then try to heal me?" I repeated, my voice laced with skepticism.
Thyriatrix nodded calmly, her expression serene. "Yes, that's exactly what we'll do. I've done it before, remember?" She smiled reassuringly, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease.
Tharros, who had been watching the exchange, spoke up, his voice filled with concern. "But Mother, what if it's too much for you to handle? What if Father...what if he's too far gone?"
Thyriatrix looks at me anger "it his fault for did this to himself!" He slammed my belly hard and I roar in pain
I roared in agony as Thyriatrix's slap sent shockwaves through my already tender belly. The pressure inside me surged, and I felt the barrier holding everything back begin to collapse.
Tharros rushed forward, his eyes wide with alarm. "Mother, stop! You're making it worse!" he exclaimed, trying to intervene.
But Thyriatrix's anger seemed to have taken over. She glared at me, her scales bristling with fury. "You did this to yourself, Aetherius! You and your gluttony! Now you're going to pay the price!" she spat, her voice venomous.
I writhed in agony, my belly churning with increasing violence. The barrier was on the verge of collapse, and I knew that when it did, everything would be unleashed in a catastrophic explosion.
Suddenly, the rest of my children arrived, "I bring them here too!" Thyriatrix said
The rest of my children, Lyriath, Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, Kaidorix, and little Kieraxys, all gathered around me, their eyes wide with concern. Lyriath's dark, blood-red scales seemed to gleam with an inner fire as he gazed at me, while Vyraxys's dark bronze scales seemed to absorb the light around him.
Nyxoria's amethyst scales sparkled with a soft, gentle light, and Lyrixa's rose gold scales shone with a warm, sunny radiance. Kaidorix's forest green scales seemed to blend seamlessly into the surrounding foliage, and little Kieraxys's copper scales glowed with a soft, golden light.
Thyriatrix surveyed our gathered family, her light green scales glinting with a mix of worry and determination. "Good, now that we're all here, let's get ready. Aetherius, you're going to need all the help you can get."
Thyriatrix sighed. "Let wait for you to erupt so that a lot of food is removed."
I question, "What if most of it still inside my stomach?"
Thyriatrix's expression turned grim, her light green scales seeming to pale slightly. "Then we'll have to resort to more...drastic measures," she said, her voice laced with a hint of warning.
Lyriath stepped forward, his dark, blood-red scales seeming to gleam with a fierce inner light. "Mother, what do you mean?" he asked, his voice low and urgent.
Thyriatrix's gaze flicked to Lyriath, and then back to me. "If Aetherius's stomach still contains a large amount of food after he erupts, we'll have to use magic to...extract it," she explained, her voice delicate.
Vyraxys's dark bronze scales seemed to ripple with unease, and Nyxoria's amethyst scales glowed with a soft, soothing light. "But Mother, that's risky," Vyraxys protested. "What if we hurt Father?"
Thyriatrix growled Nyxoria "well then how about we digging a lot the food out!"
Nyxoria's amethyst scales flickered with alarm as Thyriatrix's growl sent a shiver through the air. "M-Mother, I didn't mean to suggest—"
Thyriatrix's light green scales seemed to bristle with irritation, but then her expression shifted, and she regarded Nyxoria with a calculating gaze. "Actually, digging out the food might be a viable option," she said, her voice measured.
Lyriath's dark, blood-red scales seemed to gleam with interest as he stepped forward. "I can help with that, Mother. My claws are sharp enough to dig through Father's...ah...blockage."
I am the only one who can see the barrier, and all I need is to eat something large so that the barrier collapses
I groaned, feeling the pressure building inside me. The barrier was straining to hold back the contents of my stomach, but I knew it was only a matter of time before it collapsed.
Thyriatrix's voice cut through my thoughts, "Aetherius, we need to get you to a safe place. When you erupt, we don't want anyone else to get hurt."
I nodded, trying to stand up, but a wave of pain washed over me, forcing me back to the ground. The barrier was weakening, and I could feel the pressure building to a catastrophic release.
Lyriath stepped forward, his dark, blood-red scales seeming to gleam with concern. "Father, we need to do something. We can't just wait for you to erupt."
I gritted my teeth, trying to think of a solution, but my mind was a jumbled mess of pain and fear. All I knew was that I needed to eat something, anything, to trigger the collapse of the barrier and release the pressure building inside me.
I sigh. "I can't move!"
Thyriatrix's expression turned stern, her light green scales seeming to bristle with frustration. "Aetherius, you need to try. We can't stay here, it's not safe."
Lyriath stepped forward, his dark, blood-red scales gleaming in the fading light. "I'll help him, Mother. I can support him."
Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, Kaidorix, and little Kieraxys all gathered around me, their faces filled with worry. Thyriatrix nodded, her expression softening slightly. "Alright, let's get him up. We need to find a safe place for him to...erupt."
Thyriatrix sees a massive cave
Thyriatrix's eyes lit up with a hint of relief as she gazed at the massive cave. "Ah, perfect. That should provide a safe enough space for...the impending eruption," she said, her voice measured.
Lyriath nodded, his dark, blood-red scales seeming to gleam with agreement. "I'll help Father get inside. The rest of you, stay back and keep a safe distance."
Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, Kaidorix, and little Kieraxys all nodded, their faces filled with a mix of concern and curiosity. They watched as Lyriath and Thyriatrix helped me stumble towards the cave, my massive belly leading the way.
As they place me down, I ask, "Can I eat something?" Thyriatrix nodded "Ok if it mean for you to erupt faster!"
As they place me down, I ask, "Can I eat something?" Thyriatrix nodded "Ok if it mean for you to erupt faster!" Thyriatrix said
I let out a sigh of relief as Thyriatrix agreed to let me eat. "Thank you," I said, my stomach growling with anticipation.
Lyriath quickly returned with an enormous, rotting carcass - a massive beast that must have been a formidable creature in life. He dropped it in front of me, and the ground shook beneath its weight. The smell was overwhelming, but I didn't care. I dug in, devouring the carcass with ravenous abandon.
As I ate, I could feel the pressure inside me building, the barrier straining to hold back the impending eruption. I knew it wouldn't be long now.
As the barrier collapses, my belly is growing for it eruption
As the barrier finally collapsed, my belly began to churn and roil, growing larger and more distorted by the second. The pressure inside me was becoming unbearable, and I could feel the eruption building in intensity.
Thyriatrix took a step back, her light green scales glinting with a mix of concern and fascination. "It's happening," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Lyriath's dark, blood-red scales seemed to gleam with excitement as he watched me, his eyes fixed intently on my swelling belly. "Father, get ready to erupt!" he exclaimed.
I scream in pain so loud
Pov Tharros
I covered my ears, wincing at the sound of Father's deafening scream. It was like nothing I'd ever heard before - a raw, primal cry of agony that seemed to shake the very foundations of the cave.
I watched in alarm as Father's belly continued to swell, his scales straining to contain the pressure building inside him. Thyriatrix and the others were backing away, their faces set with concern.
I felt a surge of fear mixed with helplessness. What was happening to Father? Was he going to be okay?