Commisson by  tiredtomato
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Drooken was off to hay find some wealth to add to his hoard. it growled out hungry for something to fill it and fill it he shall. A welcome view of a cave as he delved right in with the scent of dragon filling it. and a hoard to make his own. Treasures and god piled up around him as he adored it, all unattended as he became his meal. His jaws opened up and scooping p treasure by the mouth full to fill his hungry belly. the dense weight sagging his fat belly as he are it down. A of it jiggling as they descended into his stomach. moving onto larger prizes of full chests with untold values... yet they all were just another meal. Not long before the cave was barren of loot. He smiled, slowly finding a spot to hide as he heard the beat of wings

Another dragon was merrily returning home carrying another chest of loot to add to his hoard. he count wait to add t to his lovey bed. To his shock to find it all had disappeared. he barely could let out his anger as something soft flopped onto hmm. A large fat dragon pinned him down before getting devoured as swiftly. Struggling about as he was forced down into his stomach. and finding out here his hoard went into. He struggled away as he was sealed away with one last gulp. Drooken was stuffed and eager to prosses his meal into his hoard

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