To Attain Nirvana

You coughed, you sniffled, you rocked your head back and forth to lose some of that confounded dust creeping into your nose and mouth. How long had it been now? How long since you were entrapped here by Her...? Two... maybe three days? No, no no no, it was more like six or seven by now. You didn't remember precisely, you payed more heed to things crossing your mind such as your debilitating hunger and current numbed position from how you were trapped. When you last saw Her, it was after you were defeated by Her in combat at Origin Isle. She took you into Her mouth and burrowed deep into the earth, and that was the last anyone else you knew would see of you. Any attempt they made to try and find you ended with her chasing them away.

She was the Old Everwyrm, and you feared she would be your end soon.

She had taken you far below the ground, to a massive and open cavern that didn't look natural in the slightest. Her wings gave off intensive vibrations from the tips that shaped the crust where she touched it with her invisible power. She had the great and awesome capability to mend Gaea around her as she pleased. She could shape the rock and the clay, form it around her body like an armor, and move beneath the dirt as though it was water. She released you from her mouth and you fell to the hard rock that fateful day you would become her prisoner. She worked with her wing tips carefully, pressing you against the wall with one and binding your arms and legs in hardened clay and rock with the other. She kept you there for a while, toying with you. She would prod you with the claws of Her deformed hands, stripping you of all your belongings and armor, tracing marks along your body that became violet at the touch, never drawing blood. She would always leave and return between long periods. When She was gone, you were left all by yourself in this dim and dank cavern to curse Her in the midst of the loneliness. When She was here, usually to rest, She would sit there a long time, staring at you, Her own form barely making a move, not even by an inch. Her eyes were closed much of time, and you preferred it that way, as sometimes She would open them to show you, and they pierced your skin like needles. You had the ghastly feeling that She could see right past your fright strickened heart, into your very soul and epicenter.

On this day, to which you did not recall the number, she was gone for now. You woke up to the loneliness in your prison melded into the wall. You were bugged by it, the fact that you could not overcome Her. Why could you not? She wasn't nearly as powerful as the mysterious Xeno'Jiiva. That Elder Dragon's power and might was godly even compared to all the others you had seen and had bested combined. Having incubated itself in the essences of generations of other Elder Dragons on their last breaths, Xeno'Jiiva may well have been a threat to all life out there. Yet you had slain the monstrosity and here you were now, a prop to another Elder Dragon that humiliated you as soon as you cracked Her armor and gave Her a reason to get serious. She did away with your Velkhana Greatsword and set with impunity after She had dazed and brutalized you with Her vibrations and waves of pure force.

You could not stand it, it burned you up with frustration, made you feel weak. You had overcame every other challenge that laid out before you, but She was the one that finally did you in. You cursed Her name and made another vain attempt to break yourself out. Damn it. Damn Her. Damn it all! If only you could free yourself, you might be well on your way to finding a way out of here and regrouping with your comrades. You could get a fresh start on it again, another chance to destroy Her and finish the work...

Ahh... but that was looking up to too much now. You were reminded of how bad this situation as a hostage was as you saw Her finally return. She came down from above and landed gracefully. Her eyes remained closed as She began to step forward.

You didn't hold back from letting Her know how much you scorned Her presence, Her existence. You scowled and gritted your teeth as she came closer. She enjoyed it as Her eyes came open, bringing her claw close and leaving another mark over your body with it, running it down your torso. Was it a reminder of your place below Her now? Or was She just marking Her property? She sat there with her arms crossed in front of you as was normal, plobbed down comfortably to begin today's staring contest. You just sighed and let your head hang to floor. You didn't want to submit, or act defeated, but you could only showcase as much, and that was how you felt now too.

It was at this point you had already long decided anything else happening would be interesting. Well, things did pick up just then.

Her ebony claw came forward, only one digit reaching out as it touched the base of your chin and lifted your head back up. You were met with Her gaze again, She stared at you intently and you became bothered by how Her eyelids came a little closer to being shut. Her neck moved down, bringing Her face level with yours. She could bite you in two easily, She cut skewer you or crush you with ease but all She did was add to your discomfort. Your disdain for Her took up your mind... until she began to do something else that caught your attention quick. Her wing tips, they were vibrating over your... rocky restraints...

Within only a minute, the rock was formed away and your arms came free, your legs next. You fell forward and collapsed to the ground, coughing hardly with dust and debris in the air after the impact of your landing. It was more difficult to move, you couldn't feel yourself through the numbness and overturned onto your back, laying there for what felt like an eternity with Her looking down at your writhing form. Once you got a feeling again for your fingers and your feet, you got the courage to stand up and face Her. She didn't react in any meaningful way, deferring only to how you've known Her to thus far. You couldn't know what is it that She was planning, it had to be something, She wasn't just going to release you like this scot free now was She? Not after keeping you down in such a miserable position for days, yes?

You didn't get an answer. Instead, what you got was a wet feeling as Her purple tongue came across your body all of a sudden. You reeled back in disgust but felt Her claw stay your feet as it pressed against your spine. You didn't try to fight it, you just allowed her to bathe you with Her tongue. It was slightly coarse, but wet enough that you felt relieved from the uncleanliness of being kept confined for so long. The Old Everwyrm let go of you then, giving you a look as She blinked and then stood up on Her two arms and shifted. You followed Her movement as Her legs sprung forward and She was now laying down upon Her back, Her neck turning upwards as She came back to gaze again.

You were left jolted by what you now saw in full view being presented to you. Her entire vulva was exposed to the air, the parts lining around it tinted more closely purple in contrast to Her yellowish scales. Was She in heat? You found the prospect of it strange, strange and shocking. This whole occurrence was making you slightly dizzy. You considered now that as you were free, and She was on Her back, you could try bolting to that large tunnel you seen over to side. But you questioned just how well you could actually escape with your legs still weakened like they were. In this condition, She would catch you effortlessly and then it would be back to starving in the wall.

You were thirsty, for any liquid you could get your hands on. You noticed how moist She was, drips and drops falling from her folds... pheromones met your nostrils and you grew weary by the moment. You saw how She was watching you too, She knew you were internally debating the options, She must have been entertained. You didn't want to let it get to you, because then She would have won in trying to get you to submit to Her sexual appeal. But, damn it, just... damn it... it was killing you. You wanted those sweet juices and you could handle it no longer. You give in and cast aside your undergarment, the last thing on your person. She snickered in that draconic breath as you stepped forward to her genitals.

Your hands went up Her lips, caressing the labia and immersing in Her juices. Her eyes shut, Her head beginning to tow itself back as She licked Her lips. You were being offered all of this by an Elder Dragon, and while you mostly sought Her wetness, you thought you might as well aim to please Her too. Perhaps She might not stick you back in jail when all is said and done. You met Her lips with your own tongue, brushing it up and down the lengths with your hands, eliciting from the Old Everwyrm Her best impression of a moan.

You lapped at every part you saw juices and drank it up, not minding the tastes at all, and the juices were plentiful, never ceasing to leak from the creases of her organ. You brought your mouth up to the bulbous clitoris and suckled it, really turning Her head in delight, bringing Her to starting up some panting. You never halted in your assault on Her womanhood, driving your arm into Her warm depths and feeling around in Her tight fleshy spaces. You were shoving your face in now and bringing it across the labia with your hand massaging at Her delicate clitoris. It was a pleasurable experience, your member driving in past Her lips as far as you could go with it at full mast. Your hips went in a fixed rhythm, thrusting in and out, back and forth and through her soft, wet flesh.

You felt yourself getting closer and made a move to sync it all up, what was bound to happen. You stopped the exploring and just dove right in with both arms and your head, still sliding your shaft into Her flesh below. Her body quaked and ruptured and She gave a light roar as you pushed your entire torso in and out of er vagina, acting as a living didlo for her. You shook and spun your arms as best you could within, sending Her on the edge.

You held nothing back and slapped your crotch to Hers as you came inside of Her. The Old Everwyrm roared in pure carnality as Her orgasm came on as well. You pulled yourself out to avoid drowning in the wave of clear liquid that would flood out of Her depths, mixed in with Her tasy juices that you licked at to sate your dry mouth.

She may not have been human, but She broke to your technique all the same. You knew how to please a lady from experience. You sighed and leaned back into Her clit as She panted heavily.

The one thing you expected least of all then was for Her hand to suddenly come around and grab you up. You didn't have much time to react as She aligned you and again plunged your upper half into Her depths. She wasn't done, not yet. You wanted to struggle, but found yourself relaxing soon enough. The deeper within Her boundaries you were pushed, the more chilled it felt, and that was something you felt you liked much more over the dry and humid temperature outside.

Soon it dawned on you that you were sliding farther... and farther in... Was She not using you as Her plaything

Panic came quick when you felt Her lips close over your feet. It was tight inside Her depths and you were still being moved deeper, pulled along by the muscles of Her walls. You knew you should have taken the chance to run while you still had it! You're going to suffocate in here!

It loosened, you were sent back into a rounded chamber of flesh. You could move your arms and legs now in a crouched down position, but you had to get out. There wasn't any chance in hell you were going to spend a night inside this cunt's cunt! You did everything you could do in here. You punched the walls, kicked at them, even tried biting but it ultimately all amounted to nothing. Your efforts were just as vain here as they were being stuck in the rocks.

You rubbed the wall to see if it could garner a reaction, any at all and faintly you heard the moan of the Everwyrm again. You continued rubbing it until you no longer felt your felt and just sighed, resigning to laying back against the flesh. If you couldn't get out like that, then how? Maybe you could get her to ejaculate you out, but you were exhausted. You needed some...

Wait...

You couldn't feel your hand anymore?

You brought it over and took a look as best as you could see in the darkened chamber of flesh.

You held no fear back anymore and shouted in unrestrained dread.

Your hand was melting, the skin around it whitening as the chamber around churned you. It was all too obvious now. This was Her womb, and you WERE going to be ejaculated out. Her body was processing you, digesting you into clear fluid. You thrashed around and about, losing your lungs as you screamed.

You didn't want to, you couldn't go out, not like this...

This choice wasn't very much yours anymore. Your legs had been lost too and most of your body was now a puddle around your waist, having been churned over to semen. You felt it eating away at you rapidly and could do nothing as the puddle grew larger by the second. You were losing feeling all over and shut your eyes. This was impossible to overcome, and so you accepted your fate and allowed it to overtake you...

On the outside, the Old Everwyrm moaned to herself. Her claws came down and entered her folds again. She rubbed herself deeply and let her head fall back to the floor as she schlicked across her nethers.

Out came her second orgasm, spraying in a burst to her previous mess of semen. The remains of the Hunter she had defeated came out and formed quite the puddle on the ground.

The Old Everwyrm was content now and so laid back to rest again. Soon, she would head out in search of the next Hunter she would inevitably cross paths with, and she would feast on them too, breaking them down inside of herself to nothing but nutrients and lubricant.

Anyone unfortunate enough to warrant the Everwyrm's attention was destined for it. She fostered their end and so gave way for them to reach a blissful state of nirvana, free of rebirth and life, free of everything there is...