Dragon Food

Dragon Food
                                      By
                              A. Cannibal
                                    Dragon/ g7 b7

Hermie sat in his cave looking a skull and shaking his head. This was from his last tribute and he was remembering the taste of her and it wasn’t good.
He tossed it aside and thought of this particular maiden as he had requested, but her taste was off. She also been to thin making her meat awful tuff. Hermie walked to the entrance of his home and look out across the valley. He could make out in the distant fire light coming from a village.
Hermie looked up at the dark sky at the moon it was just a sliver. But when it was full it would time for his tribute. Hermie decided to stretch his wings.
 He wasn’t human but a 3 meter tall red dragon and each wing was 2 meters across.
  His hands ended in 5 talons which could shred people instantly or be as delicate as to pick up and open scrolls to read them.
While Hermie could also transform into human form at will. But he preferred to natural form as that of a red dragon.
  He leapt in to the air and flew down to the village. Hermie surveyed it stealthily from the air but only saw a few men guarding the perimeter road.
 There were 5 villages in his territory but this one was the closest and the poorest, so he always got maidens here which he liked. While cows would fill his belly, a young tender maiden tasted much better.
 From the other villages his tribute was not a maiden but was in the form of gold and jewelry. If Hermie didn’t receive a tribute from a village it would be burnt to the ground also he’d eat everyone in it and none of the villagers wanted that. It was better to sacrifice one maiden than the whole village.
 Hermie flew back into cave and thought some more about the meat he would be given. Maybe Gandalf, the name he use in human form, would have to pay a visit to the village.
 Yes that way he could peruse the menu. At dawn the next morning Hermie transformed into Gandalf went to his treasure chamber collected a few coins.
 While there he studied himself in a mirror. He had dark red hair and flame red beard. Gandalf had red eyes that peeked from beneath a yellow hood. He pulled it down to cover so they covered them. No human had he’d ever seen had red eyes and the villager would become very suspicious if they saw them.
 Satisfied that he could pass as human he set out.  By midmorning he entered the village. Old women in their 30’s were doing laundry at the creek or tending to the cooking as their young children played near by. The men were in the fields tending to the crops.
 Gandalf checked the village carefully other then the women and children he didn’t see anything like what would be given as tribute.
  He went looking for the village Elder who would be in charge of it and identified himself. “Elder, I am Gandalf servant to the mighty dragon Hermie. I am here to see that all is in perpetration for him. For the red moon nears and he will want his tribute.”
The elder man replied, “Good sir, we are but a poor village. We have no gold or jewelry for him and all our young maidens are married.”
 This upset Gandalf/Hermie very much. But he kept his voice even as she said, “my master will be most displeased at this news. He may not even wait to see if there is any tribute before burning the village when I tell him of this.”
 Gandalf turned to leave when the village elder said, “Good sir, perhaps your master would except a young man instead?” Gandalf kept walking and called over his shoulder “I will mention this to him and return with his answer on the morrow with his answer.”
 As he departed the village Gandalf/Hermie thought, “no I don’t want a man young or otherwise, they are just too tough to eat meat wise. I want a fair maiden who is tender and juicy. I shall have to show them what I think of the idea of offering me a man instead maiden.”
 He kept his human façade all the way back to the cave least there be some one watching. Once inside though he shed the clothing and returned to his natural state. When darkness arrived Hermie flew out of the cave and down on the hapless village.
Tonight he would burn only one house. Hermie swoop silently out of the sky eyes ablaze and fire coming from his nostrils.
 The first house on the north side of the village erupted in flames as Hermie’s breathed fire from his mouth onto its thatched roof.
 He chuckled as he saw the occupants of the house run out and the rest of the village try to put the fire out. It was no use though for the dragon breath was enchanted and could not be put out by mere water.
 Satisfied with the deed he flew back to the cave. He hoped this was a sufficient answer for them. At first light Gandalf return to the village. He found the town Elder once again he’d spoken to yesterday.
 “My master was most displeased with your proposal. You were lucky he only burnt the one house. He was so angry at that he was ready to burn the entire village to the ground. I convinced him that you must have some thing of value here,” Gandalf said.
 The man whimpered his reply, “Yes we were lucky, but I fear we will not be the next time. For you see we have nothing of value here except for our young children.”
 An evil thought crossed Gandalf's mind, he wanted succulent meat and yesterday while wondering thought the village he had saw the children. Most of them had looked rather plump and a couple of them would be the same as one maiden.
 “My master has said the last maiden was tough. Now if you I were to select 2 plump children for my master, I believe he would overlook the fact you have no real tribute for him,” Gandalf said with an evil grin.
 A horrified look passed over the Elders face as he said, “your master has had every maiden in this village. Now he wants our young children, he’s a devil.”
 Laughing Gandalf said, “It doesn’t have anyone from your village. You might be able buy some from another village. No that wouldn’t work otherwise you’d be able to give your tribute in gold. Well then if you don’t want to give any children I’ll just have to tell my master that he will receive no tribute from you this year.”
 He turned to leave but the man called out “NO! Sir the red moon dose not rise for another 3 nights we will give him two, just give us time.”
 Gandalf thought about this before saying “let me take a look at the children. I may have to describe them to my master. He may want to have a say in the selection, but I doubt it.”
 The man who was now looked dejected took him to where the children were playing. This is most of them; there are others younger if you wish to see them, but they would be at their mother’s breast.”
  Gandalf shook his head no “I doubt my master would want anything that young.” He looked over the 25 or so children who were 4 and 8 summers in age. Most had dark hair but scatter about there would be some with the hair the color of gold or hair to match his own skin.
  He wanted to take them all but knew he could only take two. One girl around seven summers came running close enough to smell.  Her fragrance was that of a flower. She was one of the light haired girls with brown eyes. He decided she would be one of them. Gandalf looked around at the others none of the girls looked as good the first one, so he looked at the boys.
 While he didn’t particularly want a boy there was one rather plump one he might consider. He was dark haired with brown eyes and small lump on the front of his pants. He was fairly sure that was the sex organ.
 The girls of course had no lumps there what he usually had to lovely lumps on their chest. He knew they were breasts and used to feed the youngest children.
 “Yes I see two I’m sure my master will like,” Hermie said in his guise of Gandalf. He pointed out the boy and girl to the Elder and continued, “I will recommend them but he will want them innocent the same as any maiden that is usually offer to him. You know the penalty if they aren’t.”
The Elder nodded for he knew that if the dragon was in anyway displeased it would be the end of the village and most likely everyone in it, including all the maidens that he had hidden away.
 To Elder’s way of thinking it would be better to loses two small children then a maiden, who could be sold off to another village in marriage for gold.
 “They will be kept innocent for your master. I will also see to it that they are at the appropriate place and time for him to collect,” the Elder said.
 Gandalf nodded turned to leave the village but stopped as a thought accrued to him. “You will keep them plump also. For if they loose only one stone in weight my master would be most displeased,” Gandalf/Hermie said.
 A dejected Elder only nodded for that was his intent. Why waist food on someone who was only going to be devoured by the dragon anyway. When notified that their children would be sacrificed to the dragon the mothers wailed and the fathers threatened to go and kill the dragon.
 The wives held on to their husbands to keep them from doing such a thing, It was bad enough to losses a child but to also losses a husband then who would provide food for her and other children.
 Another problem of trying to kill the dragon was it was not known where he lived. The tributes were always left tied to a rock and a red streak would pass in front of it. The victim would scream as she was carried away to the east.
On the day they were to become dragon food the two children, who had no knowledge of their fate, were bathed in flower scented water. They were dressed in fine white dress for the girl and a wreath flowers were put in her long red hair.
 The boy wore deer skin shirt and pants. They were very confused as to why this was happening but loved the attention.
 They were taken to a high rock as the blood red moon rose. They were told to wait that they were in for a treat when they came back. The reason for the blood moon was because of the dragon. Hermie lived in a volcano and the mighty red dragon would go out the night before pick out several green trees on toss them into the fiery pit.
 The resulting smoke was then fanned by his massive wings and in front of the moon. Once the moon was red he flew off collecting the treasures first and put them in his cave. It was then time to collect his annual treat or in this case treats.
 Hermie flew out of the cave toward the rocks where the children were to await his arrival. When he got to the area he took in the area looking for anything out of the ordinary.
 Normally the maiden was left there by herself but this time Hermie’s sharp night vision picked not only his meal but two men with spears just outside the rock outcropping.
 A trap so these villagers were showing some backbone after all. Well he’d have to take care of that before grabbing his treats. Hermie swooped around behind the men flame shot out of his nose and the would-be assassins were incinerated instantly.
 Before the children could react, Hermie had his talons around the treats. They were screaming as Hermie flew back home for dinner.
 Landing at the entrance he growled at the children, “Shut up or I’ll kill you right now. Now get in there so I can get a better look at you two.”
 They quieted down a little but were still crying as Hermie ushered them into his lair. Normally he’d have the maidens undress themselves and offer their young tender bodies to him for sex instead of food.
Hermie might have done the same with them, but they were really too young to understand what he was going to do to them. He had almost decided to eat them right then and there except the girl had spotted the treasures that lie about the cave.
 “Oh so you like that stuff do you. If you hold still for just a few seconds I’ll let you chooses something to where. That goes for you too boy! Get over here and stand next to the girl,” he said swung his head around. The boy had been edging his way toward the exit hoping to escape. He came back and stood next to the girl.
Hermie decided he needed to see more of his food. The boy was first holding him by one leg Hermie used one talon slice the clothing off him. He eyed it small cock and balls then turned him around and examined his backside. A little round butt sat on top of two cubby legs. Dropping the boy he snatched up the girl who had watching in horrid fascination. Once the girl was naked he looked her over he was fascinated that there was no fur in-between her legs like on other maidens. That and her slit was a lot smaller then on the maidens he usually got. There was no way his monster cock would fit inside her.
 Gandalf would have to do the honors of deflowering her. Hermie always fucked the maidens before devouring them, because they just tasted better that way. He gave her a quick twist so he could finish his inspection. Like the boy she had a nice meaty butt. Dropping her to the ground he told the children you may look at my treasures now, but don’t steal anything,” Hermie said. They ran over not caring they were naked and in a dragon’s lair. The boy had seen the hilt of a sword sticking out of one of the chest. When he pulled it out it turned out to be nothing more then a dull dagger. Still it was better then nothing for he wanted protection.
 He went to slide in it into his belt only to realize he hand none. The girl wasn’t in any way concerned about what was going to happen to her. She was more interested in the jewelry. Hermie was satisfied for the moment that they wouldn’t disappear while he changed into Gandalf.
 When Gandalf enter the room the children looked at him quizzically. He told them, “Hermie decide to let me watch over you while he checks on something. Boy if you’ll put that down and come with me we can play a game. We’ll let the girl play with the jewelry.”
 Hermie had never enjoyed a boy before, only maidens. But he had seen enough of this one to know where Gandalf would put his cock, after all a hole is a hole.
 In a private alcove Hermie had some fish oil that had been in one of chest he’d been given. Normally he used it on the maidens so he could get his 50 cm dragon cock inside them so he didn’t see why it wouldn’t work on to boy.
“Lay face down and relax boy this won’t hurt.” When the boy refused to do as ordered Gandalf added, “If you don’t lie down the dragon will come back and make you do that.”
 The boy had dropped the dagger so he was defenseless.
  Having no choice it did as he was told. Gandalf spread the boy’s cheeks poured a substantial amount of oil over his little butt. He lifted his robe line up with the entrance and slid into the boy’s asshole. The 18 cm of human cock filled the screaming boy. He wait for a short period enjoy the sensation of boy butt.
 Gandalf found it a lot tighter then a maiden’s front hole. Was this because this was a child or because that what all men were like he had no idea. The boy was crying and still bucking as Gandalf started to fuck him. He pushed all of himself inside then back out partially before slamming back into him. The boy passed out do to the pain which made easier but not as fun.
 He soon shot his dragon seed inside the boy’s butt.
 Hermie thought, “So that’s what it’s like to fuck a boy. Other then being tight their not a bad fuck at all. Now do they taste he taste like?” he rolled him over and gave the boy’s cock a taste with his forked tongue.
 Hermie found out boys didn’t have a bad taste at all. Once he finished Gandalf found some rope and tied the boy up, so when he awoke he wouldn’t go anywhere. He smiled as he left the room thinking it was time to test out the very young maiden.
 Gandalf smiled as he approached her, she was still trying on the jewelry. “Let’s put this stuff away and play a game,” he said picking the jewelry off her. The girl pouted as he did this she liked wearing the trinkets. “Come here lie down now and we’ll begin to have fun. If you don’t the dragon will come back,” Gandalf added. She did as told and stretched out on the cave floor. He began gently by tasting the girl’s pussy, first the outer lips. She was laughing because as his tongue tickled her. Gandalf opened her little slit and tasted her pink insides using his forked dragon tongue. Unlike the boy, who had a slightly sour taste, she had a sweet taste. The surprised look that had appeared on the girls face when he did this turned into a huge smile.
  Once properly lubed he decided it was time to deflower this extremely young maiden. The girl was relax as Gandalf line himself up with the sex and didn’t even realize she was about to lose her virginity until it was to late.
 With one quick thrust Gandalf/Hermie past by her innocence and enter her tight love canal. Like the boy and older maidens she screamed and bucked, much to his enjoyment. Gandalf could hardly get his half his cock inside the girl she was that small. Still he did manage to fuck the screaming child.
 When he finished with the girl, she lay in a heap on the cave floor; he thought he could get use to fucking something this young. Fucking the two children though had given him I fierce hunger.
 Transforming back to his true form of a red dragon he went to the other chamber and brought the boy in and dropped her next to the girl. He eyed them the boy now awake and trying to get loose as for the girl she lie in a ball crying. Hermie gave the boy a lick from his balls to his head.
 Smacking his lips he told the boy, “well it dinnertime and you my fine young lad are the dinner.”
 The children were so small he had decided to swallow them whole rather then rip them apart as he usually did with his meals. The boy screamed as Hermie picked him up by the feet.
 He slit the ropes gave the boy a flip high into the air. The screams became muffled as the boy entered the giant red dragon’s mouth and began the journey toward his stomach.
  He felt the boy’s little cock bouncing he headed to his stomach.
 The girl who had been lying on the ground had turn to see why her friend was screaming only to see him disappear in to the dragon’s mouth.
 The girl tried to get up and run for she knew she was next, but Hermie snatch up before she could take a step. “To bad you so small I like the lumps on the chest the best,” Hermie said as he started to raise the girl to his mouth.
 She said, “wait my sister has them let me go and I’ll bring her back her and you can eat her. She bigger then me and…” the rest of what she said was lost her head disappeared into his mouth.
 He could her screaming as she slid down his throat to join the boy.
 “Mmm children are tasty. A little noisy but quite tasty,” he said as he patted his stomach.
There were screams coming from there but they were becoming weaker by the minute. While he waited for the children to be digested Hermie thought “I’m going to demand that two children be added to my tribute from each village. They are quite fun to play way and tasty.”
 An hour later he belched and two sculls drop to the floor. He picked them up and placed them on a shelf beside his chair.
                                           THE END