A awesome piece I got a while back with the ever amazing George (bottler on FA) made by Gabira (Gabira on FA)
It took a while to upload due to me not having time to write the story, and I wanted to run it through George first, but here is my companion story for this fun picture, I hope you all enjoy! As always, any feedback would be awesome!

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“I can’t believe they finally released the new Un-set!” Zack practically shook with excitement as he looked across the table at Nick. The yellow-scaled dragon beheld the booster box with wonder, and his green-scaled brother returned the look of astonishment. Together they contained a sense awe: Many thought such a shenanigans-filled Magic set would never arrive. And yet the day was here, and Zack and Nick could hardly contain themselves. He looked over to the side of the table next to him where his friend Ruvaak sat, who had visited the brothers several times over the few years that they’d lived in the Nude District. The demon cat set there with a large grin on her face as she looked over the cards in her hands, before pulling one card out and setting it on the table in front of her. Her stack of cards was placed tantalizingly close to her large, soft-looking breasts, adorned with the blue glowing nipples that Zack always loved to steal glances at. He watched her lips slide into an even wider smirk as she set the card down. The long saber-shaped canine teeth on either side of her luminescent blue mouth were fully visible as she spoke.

“I know, I’m so excited too!” She proclaimed with a giggle, looking at the brothers as her smile grew, offering Zack the unchosen cards from her pack. As he took them his legs shifted a bit under the table, and both sets of his ears perked up as he felt something warm brush up against his leg just before looking over where he was handing his pack. Sitting across from Ruvaak was a friend of hers that she had brought. Being unacquainted with the huge otter, Zack began to blush lightly as he realised that he had bumped the mustelid’s massive dick underneath the table. The lutrine simply didn’t seem to care as he took the cards from Zack, looked them over, and then passed them to Nick. The green dragon in turn passed the remaining cards to Ruvaak once he’d made his choice, and the cycle continued around the table.

“Sorry about that.” Zack said somewhat nervously to the otter, though it only made the brown shoulders on either side of the spotted neck shrug. The dragon looked back down to the cards Ruvaak had passed back along to him. He shifted in his seat a bit as he sifted through the cards in his hand, doing his best to clear mind of his distracting faux pas. With his renewed concentration, he realized that Ruvaak had taken the rare or the mythic from the pack. Sighing, he settled on one of the commons that had some artwork that made him at least chuckle to himself, deciding to make a green and white deck if the right cards for it kept coming to him.

The process of drafting, or taking turns choosing a card from a randomized booster pack, repeated for two more packs of cards, with each of them passing their unchosen cards around until they all had a decently-sized pile in front of them. “So,” Zack said as everyone started to sort through their cards, trying to make a strategy of what to do for their decks, “who plays who first?” Zack punctuated his question with a confident smile as he looked over his choices: There had been much more red then he had planned, so he had ended up creating a red-green deck instead, including a great mythic that he knew would be worth quite a bit.

Ruvaak spoke up first as she started to lay down cards in front of her, that big smile still on her muzzle. Her long red and black mohawk laid across one of her glowing red eyes, a faint blue spark flashing in the ebony iris briefly before she casually brushed back her hair. “I’ll play George first,” she said as the otter looked up to her with an ever-growing grin of his own.

“Are you sure you want to lose your first match?” He said as he started to arrange his cards in front of him with an aura of confidence.

“Trust me, if this works like I want it to, I want you to be the first to see it.” Ruvaak said as she knowingly met his eyes with hers, her long fluffy tail swaying behind her with the arrow design in its fur erratically pointing around the room.

Everyone then started to choose basic lands to include in their new decks as Ruvaak and George went to off to a separate table, the two draconic brothers remaining at the smaller one. The games both got under way, with George beginning to play his triple-colored green-blue-black deck, while Ruvaak shuffled and drew from her own black-blue-red one. After five rounds, Ruvaak’s ever-glowing eyes lit up with a sudden intensity. “Yes!” She nearly shouted with a smile as she looked up to George, the tip of her tail swaying even more vigorously. The otter was finishing shuffling his library after casting what had to have been his third deck-searching card, looking over to her with an eyebrow raised in curiosity. “Are you ready for this to get interesting?” Ruvaak’s smile couldn’t have been wider.

“That’s the whole point of this set,” George chuckled. “What do you got?” He asked as he leaned in, holding his handpaw out to read the card for himself as the demon cat handed it over to him.

“Belly of the Beast. Two generic mana, one blue, one black, one red.” George read on the top bar, looking down to the picture of a dragon with an open mouth, its throat wide open to show Magic cards clumped together in a soggy heap deep within its stomach. “Legendary sorcery,” he huffed a bit at the flagrant nonsense of the card’s type, glancing over the orange-colored logo shaped like a stylized broken horseshoe that marked the card at mythic rarity before looking down to the rules text. “All players go to the nearest game of Magic: the Gathering being played around them and eat the players of that game, then play a Magic subgame at that table using the cards owned by the eaten players as their libraries. All players begin the game with 5 life, drawing 7 cards to begin the subgame. After the subgame ends, the winner either searches his or her library for two cards, puts those cards into his or her hand, then shuffles his or her library OR adds 5 cards of their meal’s library to his or her own library.”

George looked up from the card and back to Ruvaak as a ravenous grin spread over his muzzle, glancing over at the two dragons to see that they were thoroughly engaged in their match. The otter then excitedly locked eyes with the demonic tigress once again, who nodded at him as she stood up. Following suit, George eagerly got up as well, and both of them hungrily sauntered over to the bothers’ table.

Zack smiled as he looked at his hand after just having drawn his red mythic. He quickly attempted to return to a neutral visage, hoping he didn’t give away his excitement to his brother, as he was absolutely ecstatic at the chance to cast the card next turn. Zack then looked back over to Nick, his eyes glancing over to the large otter who moved up behind his brother. The yellow dragon’s ears questioningly perked up as he began to set his hand of cards down on the table in front of him. “Did you two already fini-”

Zack’s question was abruptly cut off as he felt himself being lifted up by the scruff of his neck. He dropped his cards to the table, and in his surprise, knocked over the unused cards he had drafted, scattering them to the floor. His fought and grasped at the strong furry handpaw that firmly gripped the back of his neck and lifted him from his seat. Looking down, he gasped in terrified astonishment: The soft blue glow that he loved so much greeted him from underneath, as his legs started to get lowered down into Ruaak’s maw.

The yellow dragon closed his eyes, straining to pull his legs out before a swallow deeply tugged them in, Ruvaak’s glowing throat musculature making quick work of him. In his desperation, he looked over to his brother, to his best friend in the world for any help whatsoever, only to see that George already had his sibling to the shoulders in his large ass. The otter’s thick cock was growing harder as Zack could only helplessly watch his brother disappear up the lutrine backside. Before, he was embarrassed to have even touched it ever-so-slightly, but now he could feel nothing but terror while that shaft was unabashedly growing erect as George was enjoying his meal.

Reaching up to grab her friend’s arms, Ruvaak forced them to Zack’s sides and slid them into her mouth with a strong gulp that pinned them within the soft, glowing flesh of her throat. Once he could no longer grasp for anything to save himself, she idly picked up his hand of cards from the table, looking over it as her mouth smiled around him with, her throat loudly gulping him down again. Across the table George gave a soft moan, his thick shaft starting to leak precum onto the floor while he descended further down onto Nick. The green dragon bucked and squirmed in his seat, but couldn’t gain any purchase to escape the otter’s experienced ass. The two predators both casually shuffled the dragons’ respective graveyard of discarded cards into their decks, along with the basic lands that were already on the table.

Zach wriggled inside the tigress’ velvety esophagus as he felt the slick wet throat continue to pull him in deeper. His eyes grew even wider as he watched Ruvaak draw a card and then play a land. “W….what the fuck are you two doing?!” Zack shouted as he dared to look down once again, seeing more of himself helplessly disappear into the jaws of who he thought was his friend, all while George simply relished the feeling of sitting down further onto his brother.

“Just following the rules,” George said with an air of smugness. “They added a few cards for preds in this set, and Ruv here got one. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was the first card she drafted, heheh.” The otter moaned again, a sensation of utter bliss against his prostate as he anally devoured Nick down to the midriff. “Mmmm~ I really hope you taste as good for Ruvaak as your brother here feels for me, by the way” George said with a sadistic laugh as Zack winced. The yellow dragon felt his shoulders being scraped by the demonic cat’s saberteeth as he sank further into her mouth. Her long blue tongue curled under his jaw to lick across his cheek, leaving a trail of lapis-colored saliva on his yellow scales. She murred and savored his flavor.

George played a land, glancing through his hand to see if there was anything he could cast that was cheap enough before sighing in resignation at finding a lack of options. He looked down at the legs that were squirming under his thick, throbbing cock. “You know, you make a much better dildo than a draft player.” George remarked, shaking his head.

“H-hey!” Zack yelled as his shoulders descended into the undulating throat, his head starting to be surrounded by the azure glow of the demon's flesh. “H-he’s m-my brother!” He could only muster a whimper, his lips quivering as he struggled to accept his and Nick’s fate. His mind was scrambling for answers, attempting to make the soulless predators at least recognize any shred of dignity that the brothers had left. It was the only hope he could think of.

George merely returned that cruel smile once again, looking away from his hand to see the bulge in Ruvaak’s throat inexorably sliding downwards, greeting the protest with a haughty laugh. “Being the brother to food doesn’t make someone better at Magic, or any worse of an anal toy.” George said this disdainfully with a grin as Ruvaak’s mouth closed over Zack’s snout, silencing him before he could vainly argue and giving one final swallow to send him down into the glowing cerulean pit of her stomach.

Inside, Zack felt the plush folds of flesh expanding around him as his arms pressed into it. He sank into the pliant lining of her gut, wincing at the pool of syrupy thick goo that sloshed around him as she shifted about. His breathing became rapid, the panic finally managing to set in while he hurriedly looked around him for an avenue of escape. He realized with horror that her luminescent internal flesh allowed him to see everything that was about to happen to him. He began thrashing about. All he could hear above the sounds of his own struggles and pleas for salvation were the muffled voices of the heartless otter and tiger casually talking without a worry in the world, until the gurgling began.

Back outside, Ruvaak smiled as she laid down another creature to sit across the empty battlefield on George’s side. “Looks like the best way to beat you is to get you to use someone else’s deck.” She gave a tittering laugh with a sly smile, paying no heed to the frantically squirming belly that distended onto her lap.

George sighed, shaking his head as he regarded his hand. He felt the legs and tail of the green dragon slip past the loose and puffy anal ring of his gaping pucker as he reluctantly drew another card. “Yeah, yeah. You may have this one, but just wait until we get back to our game. It’s not over yet.” He said this with a satisfied huff as he gave his bulging gut a couple forceful pats. The otter sighed again, this time in content.

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