Offerings to the Dragon (Size Difference/Gassy Dragon Story) (Patreon)

Rising to the very top of the cave, Orinthia squinted her eyes the closer she brought his gifts to her face. A cardboard box here, some glass bottles that reeked of liquid caramel there, and about twelve stacked books awaited her amidst the cash and occasional jewels throughout the lair. She opened the gaps in her fingers slightly then and shook the change out of her grip as Thelonious brought his arms over his flat head. The coins showered him like drops of rain until only his own humble presents were left in Orinthia’s clutches…

…just for her to throw them to the wall and stomp her foot inches from where Thelonious kneeled.

The ground shook and sent him falling on his ass with a jolt up his back. With Orinthia leering from above, Thelonious’ heart stopped dead as the fire cast a gleam behind her, highlighting her illustrious curves and most of all her shapely hips supporting the massive butt grafted onto her. Years of laying on her sagging belly, itself swaying and roaring like the chandelier Orinthia lit, lead to the majority of her weight going to her thighs with her back arched inward to accommodate what laid beneath her tail. Now it jiggled like mad as she carefully turned on her heel then aimed her ass towards Thelonious and curled her toes up to her feet.

“IT WILL TAKE MORE THAN A FEW MEAGER BOTTLES OF ROOT BEER TO HAVE A TASTE OF MY TREASURE!!” Orinthia grunted and flared her nostrils as Thelonious threw himself up before running from the words that came for all those that disappointed her.

“MY FOUL END HAS DEEMED THAT YOU WILL SUFFER A TASTE OF MY HELLISH STEAM!!”