title: Me and Kurt aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Ashlandic] id: [26066484, 26820961] date: 星期二, 十月 11日 2022, 4:52:28 下午 modified: 星期二, 十月 11日 2022, 5:21:37 下午

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Me and Kurt

Author: Ashlandic Source: Me and Kurt (Gift), Me and Kurt P2

Part 1

I’d been living alone in this two bedroom apartment for months now, and the loneliness was starting to get to me. I had accepted a job far away from home and I was living on my own, and for the first five months it was bliss. I worked with many people but none that I could see myself hanging out with, outside of work. I’m a bachelor, but I’m way too shy and timid around women to change that. Getting a pet would probably be the death of me as I’m 6in tall and a mouse. My name is Ash and I’m covered in tan fur, a lighter shade on the belly and my tail is divided, long ways, like that too, and my hair is brown. I walk around on two feet just like everybody else; of course the difference is my whole body can fit into their hand.

The apartment is built for regular sized people but the deal was too good to pass up so I got it. Before I moved in, my bedroom was set up to accommodate my size so everything that I could ever need is in there. The vast amount of space outside my bedroom adds to my sense of loneliness so I decided that my options are to move into a smaller apartment or get a roommate. The rest of the apartment goes unused so it would be perfect for someone normal sized to move in. All I need is someone who is nice, friendly, gentle, and overall a cool person. Shouldn’t be too hard to find.

It was. It was a nightmare. Countless candidates, trolls, and scams were enough to almost make me give up on my goal, but I found the one. His name is Kurt, a non-flying dragon fellow with an exotic set of scales, in fact I thought he was a tiger at first but then I noticed the horns on his cheek bones. He was very forth coming about himself during our chats online, apparently me and him had a lot in common, we loved video games, he made digital drawings and I wrote so we were both interested in art, we both loved cartoons and anime, and well I could tell that our chemistry was good. He went to school at the local university and he was interning for a construction company so he didn’t have a real job, but he had money so the rent wasn’t a problem for him. Very promising. The most awesome thing about him was his reaction when I told him I was a micro. His very first response was concern for me.

“But with me being a giant to you” his voice was layered in worry and timidness “I uh, are you sure that’s safe. I mean I could accidentally step on you or something.”

Yes I had found the one. I told him about my room and how most of the time I wouldn’t see me. That seemed to reassure him so we talked more after and then a week later he moved in.

I remember when first met in person when I let him in the apartment so that he could move in. I was standing by the door frame, using the mechanical system to open the door for him, when he took his first steps into the apartment. His paws were bare and giant just as expected, and then the rest of his giant self came in. He was wearing blue jeans shorts and a dark blue tank top. His steps were very timid as he entered almost too afraid to come in, as I’m sure he was worried about stepping on me. Eventually he made it fully into the apartment.

“Hello” Kurt called “Ash? Are you here?”

“Yeah down here” I said to him.

He whirled around clearly frightened at my sudden voice, but when he found me beside the door he calmed down and composed himself. He slowly walked back over to the door where I was, careful not to make any sudden movements. As I observed his giant form approaching me I wondered if this integrated fear I was feeling was what feral animals feel when they are being hunted. Finally he stopped before me, my visage only getting his knees and down, and he knelt extending his hand out to me and bringing a single digit for me to shake.

“It’s nice to finally meet you” he said a shudder barely noticeable in his voice.

I took his clawed digit in my hands and gave it a firm shake “Nice to meet you too, in person” I said and laughed. He laughed too and then before the awkward silence could set I asked “So I hope you found this place easily. It can be a little tricky with all the strip malls cluttering the area.”

“Oh yeah” he said with a friendly smile “it was fine, I hardly noticed.”

“A natural sweet heart” I thought and then I said “Good so is your stuff still down stairs? I’m sorry I can’t help you, I’m a little size challenged.”

Kurt gave a genuine laugh and said “No its fine, there’s not much actually, I wanted to meet you in person before I started bringing my stuff up.”

“I’m glad you did” I said “that’s very thoughtful and kind of you.”

“Nah” he said standing up “it’s nothing.” The pleased look on his face said otherwise.

Within a couple of hours he was completely moved in and so began our journey as roommates. I sometimes find it hard to say something is perfect, but as a month rolled by I found that Kurt and I was a match made in heaven. At first things were somewhat rough as anytime Kurt saw me I would be treated like an extremely expensive and fragile art piece. As time wore on he began to get much more comfortable around me, soon to the point where he was comfortable handling me. As for me it took almost no time for me to warm up to him. Maybe it was his caring, thoughtful, and kind nature, maybe it was how well we connected, maybe it was his gentleness with me, or maybe it was all those things at once. He seemed to like me a lot too as we often hung out and talked. We became great friends; probably the best and I had only known him for a month. He of course kept his promise of being able to clean-up, pay rent, food, and other amenities for himself so I never had to worry about that. We often talked about our projects be it his art or my stories and I always so amazed at his talent and he was always enthralled in my stories. What more can I say? He’s perfect. Actually after the first month he confessed something strange to me.

“Hey, listen bro” Kurt said as we were on the couch watching a show “I’ve got to tell you something.”

“Okay” I said “what is it?”

“I ah, uhm, I” he stuttered “I don’t like to wear clothes” the last part almost a whimper but I heard it and he turned his head away from me shamefully.

“Oh” I said relieved “I thought you were going to say you liked to eat micros” in a joking manner I said that hoping to draw a laugh from this tense situation. He didn’t laugh; he turned his head back to me with this look of surprise as if I just caught him doing something bad.

His dragon features relaxed suddenly “Yeah” he laughed “I mean no” he laughed more “so you don’t mind me being naked?”

“A lot of people go around nude bro” I said to him “clothing is optional, so don’t worry, I don’t mind.” The next day he was walking around nude with his brilliant orange and black scales shimmering in the light and with a very content look on his face.

The way his faced looked when mentioned eating micros was priceless, and the fact that I know he’s a voraphile made it all the more rich. I work out a lot so sometimes when I don’t my mind will reject the laziness and make me work. I got up from my bed and exited my massive room and began walking around the apartment to work out the energy build up. I came to Kurt’s doorway, which was completely open and I saw him slumped over his desk, dead asleep, with his computer screen shining over him. I’d seen his art plenty of times so I was curious and I went in to get a look at what he was working on. What I saw was this drawing of a very attractive lioness holding a hand full of the micros over her maw, and he also added that some of micros had slipped from her grasp and were already falling into her open maw. My first thought “Damn Kurt, that’s sexy as hell.” Yes I am a micro mouse and a voraphile. What are the odds of getting a roommate that is into vore too?

It’s not the first time I’ve seen his secret work; in fact when he was moving in I caught a glance of some of his vore drawings in a folder. I didn’t think anything of it at first but when the hints started coming together I figured it out, I was scared at first but in no time I was attracted. The following day I was fighting with myself about asking him about it and confessing my own fetish as well. Kurt is a very perceptive dragon; I suppose it helps to have super senses. He was showing me his new piece and the scenic artwork he was working on, only I knew that it was the background for that giant lioness.

“Hey bro” Kurt said “what’s wrong you seem distracted?”

I was “Oh no” I was thinking about falling into that lioness maw with the other micros he drew “I’m fine sorry.”

“Okay” Kurt said not so convinced “but if there’s anything you want to talk about feel free. You let me be the way I was born, nude and sexy.” He laughed joking with me and gave me this warm and sweet smile, though I couldn’t help myself from imagining what was behind it.

“Actually there is something” I said stepping closer to him as I was on his desk and him in his chair.

“I thought so” he said smugly “go on what is it?” He leaned closer his head almost directly above me.

“I saw what you were drawing a couple of days ago” I told him as my little heart thumped powerfully in my chest “it was late at night.”

“Oh” he said as his orange scaled cheeks took on a redder shade “what are you talking about?”

“I’ve actually seen a lot of your drawings” Kurt’s face looked like he was looking at a ghost though I could tell he was trying to hide it “the drawings with vore and the giants crushing micros.” Kurt was about to say something probably to try and defend himself, but I interrupted “And I was wondering if you were like me?” His jaw was slack open in shock “I mean…sorry for bringing this up now, but I wasn’t sure and I’m a little afraid of your answer. So do you have the same fetish as me?”

“I…uhm bro I, I…what do you mean?” His words were all over the place as his secret crumbled around him under this new and intriguing light.

“I like to be eaten” I said to him.

“Like for real?” Kurt said “Like getting chewed up and digested?”

“What!?” I yelled shocking Kurt “No of course not, I do not, do dying very well bro. I can’t come back. I

live in the mortal plane.”

He laughs now, slumping in his chair in relief “I’m sorry bro, I just needed to know.” He sits back up and leans back over me like he was before, only now all the fear and trepidation is gone, replaced with this predatory interest. “Because I am like you” he said as he leaned even closer “only I like to do the eating.” With that said he opened his maw above me showing off his pristine fangs, his tongue, and the gullet that lurked at the back. I was a mess of fear, attraction, and shock as my once ever gentle and caring friend is now this looming predator.

Kurt leaned away, giving me this bashful look as he laid a hand on his snout “How was that” he asked.

“Well” I said gulping a collection of drool “that was exciting.”

Kurt smiled and removed his hand from his snout “Really you like that?”

I nodded “Yeah I liked that a lot.”

“You really must be a voraphile then.” Kurt said sounding very happy “Have you ever been eaten before?”

“Hehe no” I said rubbing the back of my head “have you ever ate someone before.” My body vibrated in excitement just talking about this, and being that it’s with Kurt made it more so.

Kurt shrugged his shoulders “No” and then looked at me with a nervous look on his face “but I want too.”

“Would you eat me?” I asked him my limbs and tail twitching with energy.

“Well…are you serious? I mean…oh my” he said blushing heavily as his shyness kicked in “Would you really let me eat you…because in fact… you have always looked delicious to me.” He ran his tongue over his lips putting me on edge.

“If you want to know for sure give me a lick” I told him “I won’t mind.”

He lowered his head until his snout was level with my body on the desk “If you insist” he said. He opened his maw in front of me and pushed his long squishy tongue against my torso and slurping up and over my head. I had my mouth open, sighing pleasantly, as he was doing that, but before his tongue came over my head I closed my mouth making sure not to let in any foreign saliva. Speaking of which there was a lot of it and I’m thinking it was my fault.

“Mmmmm” Kurt said as he drew his tongue back into his maw “you do taste delicious bro”. He moved his tongue around in his maw spreading out the flavor.

“So how about it” I said “do you want to eat me?”

Kurt gave this playful “I’m thinking” face and then said “I’d love to eat you” while giving me this toothy grin.

“Good” I said my breath shaking “but I have one more question for you.” He tilted his head to the side a little giving him this insanely cute appearance. “Clothes on or off?”

Kurt’s demeanor stiffened instantly as that question left my mouth “Oh wow” Kurt said “I mean you know me bro I am not a fan of clothes” his shy demeanor took over as he was trying to say what he wanted without saying it and it was adorable “and I think I could taste you better without them hehe.”

I smile big and wide “I’m glad you said that” I say as I take off my clothes “because I want to feel your tongue all over me.” Then my mind speaks “Whoa where did that come from?”

Kurt’s cheeks are bright red now and when I’m done stripping I can see some drool trail down from the corner of his maw.

“Are you just going to stare at me all day” I tell him which snaps him out of his trance “or are you going to start enjoying your prey?”

Kurt then reaches his clawed hand out to me and offers it, so I get on and sit down on his palm. He raises me to his snout and then without hesitation reaches with his tongue and licks me. “Mmm” he says and then licks me again harder, pushing me into his hand. I sigh as I feel his tongue run over my whole body and his saliva slathers on me. He picks me up by my torso very gently and slowly and with his other hand under me in case I slip from his fingers. Then he puts me directly in front of his snout, extends his tongue as far it will go and squishes me into it. He retracts his tongue but at the same time I’m against it so it continuously rubs against me until the tip of it passes me. He then raises me up so that he can see his effect. I was panting, twitching, and the saliva that coated me was matting up my fur.

“You look so good” Kurt said “is my prey having fun?”

I manage to say between breaths “Hell yes, are you enjoying me?”

“I am, you taste great” his cheeks still flush but now his body expands evenly with giant, controlled breaths as if he was trying to maintain control over himself “but I could taste you so much more in my maw.”

“Do it” I tell him without a second thought.

Kurt raises me above his head as he runs his tongue over his chops and then opens his maw as wide as he can. His breath washes over me from below and my eyes focus on his gullet which pulsated as if it were eager for my arrival. Suddenly Kurt let me go and I fall directly on his tongue within his maw. Clack his jaws sound as they close sealing me in his maw. I don’t have a moment to get my bearings as Kurt’s tongue immediately goes to work to draw out my flavor.

In Kurt’s mind he thought “Oh I can’t believe he’s actually in my mouth, he’s alive, and squirming. God he tastes so good, I want lick every part of him, I need to savor him more.

I’m quickly covered in fresh saliva as I’m sloshed around his maw, my body turning over multiple times. “Mmmmmmahhh” Kurt moans as he opens his maw and let’s light enters this cavern. He just stays like that breathing and moaning while I lay on his tongue.

Kurt thought “That’s it mouse enjoy my tongue, let me taste your whole body, I want all your flavor.”

Finally I decide to crawl towards the light playing the desperate prey. I’m about to reach the entrance when his lips and teeth shut again. Kurt chuckles lightly and moans more as I begin to squirm and fight against his tongue. He tries to draw me to the back of his maw where his gullet waits for me but I manage to stay away for a moment.

In Kurt’s mind “But oh my, he is so close to my throat, this is the furthest he’s been, I can’t hold it…can’t resist. Can I swallow him, does he want me too? Or do I have to swallow him?

I spoke “Come on you giant pred, do it, swallow me, and be who you are!” Suddenly Kurt tosses his head slightly which sends me sliding back, but I stop myself before I fall in completely.

Kurt thinks “Oh god it’s happening I’m going to finally swallow him, his struggles are so amazing, so close, just a little further my prey.”

I squirm and fight on the back of his tongue trying to get back, but it’s useless I’m already halfway in so I give up and let myself slide toward my fate. Kurt tilts his head all the way up and he swallows slowly and I go down as his throat and the muscles pull me down his neck, past his chest, and inevitably his belly.

“Wow” I say excitedly, as I slide in his stomach “it actually happened, I’ve been eaten.”

“Bro” I hear Kurt say worriedly “are you alright? Did I hurt you?” I laugh inside the slimy pouch and I go up to the fleshy wall, slipping and falling into goop along the way, and I rub the walls.

“Oh” Kurt said “is that you in there.” My world jostled and shifted and I assumed he got up and started walking.

I sink into the flesh of the stomach as the digestive enzymes start to pour into Kurt’s stomach. “That’s probably dangerous” I say.

“Okay bro I’m going to try and get you out” I suddenly hear.

“Wait! What?!” I shout and the stomach walls clench together suddenly and I hear Kurt coughing and gagging.

I’m forced through the sphincter muscle of Kurt’s stomach and slowly brought back up his chest and neck. I suddenly shoot into the back of Kurt’s throat and clawed finger tips suddenly grasp my torso and I’m dragged out along his tongue and back into the world. The air is crisp and cool against my body as I was just acclimated to my hot and humid environment. Kurt had taken me to his bathroom where he was leaning over the sink. Kurt placed me in his palm gently, licking his lips of any excess saliva or bile.

“You need a shower” Kurt chuckled as he looked me over “are you okay?”

“Am I okay?” I said faking an angry tone which made Kurt’s ears tilt down, “No I’m not okay”, he looked like I just shot him in the gut, “I’m amazing”, I cry out and I throw my hands in the air in jubilation.

“Wah” Kurt said confusingly “you naughty mouse” he said smiling and laughing now “I ought to eat you again for doing that.”

“You’re going to anyways right?” I ask him.

“Do you want me too?” Kurt asked.

“Of course that was amazing!” I told him.

“Good” he said happily “because I loved it too!”

Part 2

The sun was about a third of the way into the day, the sky was blue with fluffy clouds, and the temperature was warm with a nice breeze. I saw endless valleys of trees covering the land as far as I could see and the only thing separating me from this glory was a pane of glass.

“Come on Ash” Kurt, my lovely roommate and caring friend “get down from there.”

I was on the passenger side of the car standing on the arm rest and pushing my head over the top with my toes. I lower my heels to meet my toes and I turn to face Kurt. The poor dragon looked horribly uncomfortable in his t-shirt and shorts adding the worry written on his face. We were making our way to the camping grounds located inside the National Park. Our day is full of walking on beautiful trails and spending some much-needed time away from civilization and of course due to my size Kurt was driving.

“Bro” I started firmly “we have come all this way for fun and adventure. Are you going to deny me those things for mere safety?

“Yup” Kurt says and bringing a helpful hand near me.

“How about I ride the rest of the way on your shoulder?” A frown emerges on Kurt’s dragony face “That way I won’t be bored looking at the dashboard and you can keep me safe.”

With eyes still on the road Kurt nods and I hop onto his hand, careful to avoid the clawed finger tips, and he brings me to his shoulder. Once I’m nice and situated with the seatbelt safely in front of me Kurt affectionately rubs his jawline against me. With my arm I rub his neck, giving him affections too, and then he raises his shoulder to smush me against his cheek.

“Kurt” I protest as he gently grinds his cheek into my torso “pay attention to the road.”

“Sorry” he giggles and lowers his shoulder back to normal focusing back to the road “I can’t help it.” After half an hour of curves, slopes, and steep inclines we finally make it to the camping grounds pulling into a fairly large parking lot. From Kurt’s shoulder I could already see pools, lodges, playgrounds, volleyball nets, basketball courts, dozens of kinds of people, and a food shack. It looked very happy and fun but on this beautiful day our goal lies behind the tree line.

Kurt gets out of the car gently taking me from his shoulder and placing me on the roof of the car. He looks around for a second scanning for any birds and I do the same. It's a common practice for micros to look for birds as they are the most dangerous to us, plus I look like a mouse. I heard dozens of stories growing up of unsuspecting micros being snatched up by hawks or owls, and though there are a few miracle stories, the end is almost always a gruesome one. Once we decided it was safe Kurt went to the trunk of the car and got his small backpack that was filled with some essentials and then he came back to me.

“Ready?” Kurt asked excitedly his scaly grin beaming.

“I’ve been ready” I said, and he placed his hands in front of me to which I happily hopped on “let’s go.”

He tucked me against his chest and he went right towards the trails following the direction of the signs. Soon we were faced with the choice of which trail to begin with. There were seven trails in total all with increasing difficulty with Trail 1 being the easiest and Trail 7 being the hardest.

“You’re my ride” I told him “so you decide.”

“Hummmm” Kurt hummed in thought “I think I can handle Trail 3.”

“Perfect” I said a little too hastily.

“Oh” Kurt said suddenly “you mentioned you use come here all the time with your family. Which one is the best?”

The wind kicked up then rustling Kurt’s shirt and shorts to which he smiled in relief “The one you picked” I simply said, “Trail 3.”

“Are you sure?” He asked a little skeptical of my insistence.

“Oh yes” before he realized it I climbed up to his shoulder/my perch “you will love it” sitting on it and petting the side of his neck.

I saw him roll his eyes in a way that said, “oh you” and then he said, “Alright let’s go.”

We started off on the well-worn dirt, the path smooth with many steps of paws and feet however many times we went off trail to explore and to absorb the nature around us. Our senses were on overdrive and we were like sponges taking it all in, be it the sounds of leaves rubbing against each other, the tweets of birds, the running water of a river, or the smells of many distinct plants and animals, or the feel of the sun on our bodies, the wind piercing our clothing and cooling us. It’s enough to make the most rightful minded want to go feral for a while. I could tell that Kurt was struggling as his eyes often narrowed into slits and he would sometimes snap his head toward some sound and all the while he had this goofy grin. As for myself I fought urges to makes comfortable borrows and gather seeds, not as hard to control as a predator’s voracious instinct.

We had just crossed a bridge that connected two cliffs. A fall from there would lead to a steep hill which led directly to the river that wove throughout this forest. We were going downhill and up ahead I saw a resting area and a sign that indicated the mid-point for this trail.

“Hey bro let me down I want to walk over there” I said pointing to the sitting area.

“Oh” Kurt said with a hint of hesitation in his voice “we don’t have to stop I’m not tired or anything.”

“I just want to do a little trailing for myself bro” I said trying to convince him “and besides you could use the rest, the trail goes on for another three miles.”

Kurt stopped and said, “Okay but don’t go too far” and he gently picked me up from his shoulder and placed me on the ground in front of his paws.

Obviously, I don’t like being treated like a child but I knew that Kurt only had good intentions and if I am being honest with myself having a giant orange and black dragon for a friend made me feel safe.

Once I had trailed far enough ahead Kurt followed me his steps slowly thundering towards me. I got into a mood then, slowing down my pace and allowing Kurt to catch up to me and when the hill leveled out I turned around and started walking backwards. Kurt’s paws were a little dirty from the trail but the orange toes and black soles were still a joy to look at. I don’t know when I started to enjoy looking at his paws but all I know now is I do.

They rose and fell as he walked towards me the dust kicking up at each thunderous step. The claws from his three toed paws dug into the dirt and flung it the air with each forward motion. I stopped walking backwards at one point and just watched as his giant paws got closer and closer till finally I could see the wrinkling of the soles of his paws. They stopped just before me his toes so close I could reach out and touch the claws. I began lifting my gaze my eyes traveling along his striped shins, his loose shorts, going up and up to his belly which was covered by his shirt, and finally his face which looked at me with amusement.

“Done trailing?” He asked a grin on his face. Of course, Kurt knew about my odd fetishes and I knew his which often leads us to teasing each other, our fetishes in mind.

“Sorry I was getting distracted” I said with a blush, thanking my fur for masking any telling cues.

“Oh” Kurt asked in a teasing way “I wonder what that could be?” He then picked up his paw slowly bringing it towards me the toes flexing in anticipation for their victim. My heart thumped loudly and then when I was sure I was going to get better acquainted with his toes he altered the course of his paw arcing over my body, though still going slow enough for me to see it all play out. I was given the view of the shadowy underside of his paw, appreciating the soft and cozy view of his toes, that divine space between them and the balls of his paw, the sole, and finally the hardened section where his heel is. When his paw hit the ground behind me he kept walking leaving me to tremble in excitement.

I regained my composure after a few minutes of breathing exercises, waving to the other trailers as they passed by. With my heart rate at normal I walked over to Kurt who was resting on one of the five benches, another trailer resting a few benches away.

“That was a very naughty stunt you pulled” I said coming to in front of him as he sat on the bench.

He scrunched up his snout giving me this confused and innocent look “What do you mean? I was just walking” ending with a wink.

I chuckled and strolled about the sitting area, giving my legs a good stretch while at the same time I was checking to see if the micro trail was still here. Some vegetation was beginning to cover up the old worn path, but I could still see it. It was located a little bit behind the middle bench where a middle-aged deer rested. He was on his phone paying me no mind, so I sauntered under his bench and came out the back side the forest no more than ten of my micro paces. I know these trails like the back of my hand, including the secret trail that is connected to the micro trail. I’ve wanted to show this secret trail to Kurt ever since we became close friends and now that we are here I also want to play.

I came back to Kurt just as he was putting away his bottle of water. I stopped in front of him about one of his paces away and I started stretching.

Smirking “Are you still stiff?” Kurt asked as he threw his pack on and stood up ready to resume trailing.

“No, I feel quite limber” I told him touching my toes “but I just was to be extra careful I don’t pull a muscle for this.”

Frowning now “For what? Sitting on my shoulder?”

Chuckling “No” then meeting his gaze with intensity “CATCH ME!”

Like a spring I bolted towards the middle-aged deer, my little legs blurring with speed. Kurt is a well-minded individual and caring but one thing that I know he can’t resist is a good chase.

“Ash wait” Kurt yelled behind me making the deer look in my direction and at the last second, he noticed me and lifted his hooves to let me pass beneath them “we’ll get...lost” and then just as I entered the forest I heard him roar and he gave chase his thundering paws hot on my tail.

The giant forest raced past me as my paws slapped the path, my arms pumping, my heart thumping, I felt the thrill that I had created. The thrill of a chase between predator and prey. I hopped over a log that was in the middle of the path, a few seconds later I heard the crunching of wood as Kurt roared through. At that moment I felt a pang of terror in my chest and I ran faster my instincts driving my upper body to the ground making me run on all fours. Suddenly the trail was beginning to dip and with the ground a little slicker I lost traction and I fell. I rolled over once, and I saw Kurt almost on top of me then his clawed hand reaching toward me with an elated predatory grin on his snout. I recovered and dodged his hand and then I darted between his legs swinging around his ankle and hopping over his paws and continuing to run for my life. Kurt got tangled and fell over himself but almost immediately he recovered, and I felt his growl of frustration as he chased after me.

I kept on the micro path which helped me stay ahead of Kurt for the moment but with his size, his speed, and his instincts it was only a matter of time before he caught me. Suddenly I heard his roar directly over me and I looked up seeing his giant orange and black form sailing over me. I tried to plant myself into the ground, but I had too much momentum and right as Kurt landed I slid right into one of his paws. Then a split second later I felt a heavy and soft weight come over me and everything went dark.

“Got you little mousey” I heard Kurt say excitedly and then he started laughing, probably experiencing a predator’s high.

I felt the heavy weight shifting over me as Kurt composed himself and then gently he turned his paw to the side freeing me. I rolled over onto my back and immediately I saw Kurt’s paw resting on its side next to me threatening to come back over at a moment’s notice. His other paw sat nearby and finally looking up at Kurt as he sat on his rump he panted happily looking at me between his paws.

“Well you caught me” I told him propping myself up with my arms.

“That means you’re all mine” Kurt said licking his lips.

Kurt reached down picking me up from between his paws and brought me directly up to his scaly snout.

“That chase was delicious Ash” Kurt said, “but you are too.”

Kurt opened his maw and started bringing me towards it, his hot breath washing over me and his voicing moaning lightly. I grabbed his fingers to support myself as I lifted my legs and pressed my paws against his fangs stopping me from getting any closer.

“As much as I would love to let you eat me right now” I said straining against his hand as he pushed me harder into his maw “I have something I want to show you.”

Lifting me away from his maw “I caught you my mousey and I will eat you now” lifting me above his snout, he tilted his maw toward me and opened it wide showing off his squishy tongue, his pink gums, and the gullet that twitched excitedly at the back.

“Aren’t you curious?” I asked in a playful tone.

He held me there for moment as he thought about it and then surprisingly he closed his maw and set me on his palm. Sighing “okay what is it?”

“You’re sitting in it” I admitted to him.

He looked around for the first time then “Wait, where are we? Did you get us lost?” he asked accusingly.

“No” I said quickly “not at all. I know exactly where we are.”

He seemed skeptical “Okay but what’s the surprise?”

“First let’s get naked” I said to which Kurt’s eyes widened in surprise “second follow me.”

“But we are in public” Kurt said timidly “it is illegal.”

I made a show of looking around “Do you see anybody?”

Still unsure Kurt says, “But what if someone sees me?”

“Trust me” I said winking “no one will see you or me. This trail” gesturing to the slowly disappearing trial “leads away from the campground and as many times as I have been on this I have never come across anyone.”

Kurt took one last paranoid look around and then said “Alright.”

Setting me by his paws Kurt disrobed folding all his clothes and neatly putting them in his pack. Meanwhile I did the same still not 100% comfortable being naked but it was growing on me. Kurt extended his hand to me and I placed my clothes on it and he put them in one of the pouches of the backpack. He then took a moment to stretch a smile forming on his lips as he enjoyed the breeze on his bare scales. He walked over to where the sun shone freely on the forest floor and absorbed the rays like he was feeling it for the first time.

“Having fun now?” I asked teasingly.

Kurt turned on his heel and stomped directly back over to me beaming with energy. He slung his pack back on and picked me up bringing me right to his snout where I received an affectionate lick.

“More fun” he corrected me as he nuzzled his snout against my torso. I laughed and petted him rubbing my hands along the top of his snout.

After that we began, energy anew and our taste for adventure restored. Sitting atop his head I lead our expedition along the trail, correcting Kurt anytime he strayed from the path or when he couldn’t tell which way to go. Along the way we came across a waterfall to which Kurt happily dived into the pool taking me with him. We played in the pool of the waterfall for a minute, getting ourselves clean in the process, and then happily moving on. It was at least an hour of beautiful forestry and rough terrain as the secret trail offered more obstacles than the well-known trails. It didn’t seem to bother Kurt too much, but I couldn’t help feeling bad for being the one getting a free ride. Finally, we began going uphill which offered the most difficult terrain.

“Just a little further Kurt” I said trying to encourage him “the surprise is on top of this hill.”

With that Kurt doubled his efforts coming up to an extremely steep part of the hill that could have well been a 10ft wall. I wasn’t sure how Kurt was going to get up it until he squatted down and then with a roar he leaped straight up easily grabbing the edge and pulling himself up. I almost fell off but I had moved to his shoulder earlier and the shoulder strap of the backpack offered a great last second handhold. Kurt continued ahead determined and excited to see what I had dragged him out here for and then Kurt walked out into the sunlight as he exited the tree line.

“Stop right here bro” my voice taking on a warning tone “and let your eyes adjust.”

Kurt listened and when our eyes adjusted to the light we saw the end of the trail meeting the edge of a cliff, which was about fifty feet from where we stood. Kurt walked forward as he took in the view from this high vantage point. Like I seen earlier from the car the trees seemed to go on endlessly over the hills and mountains of this beautiful forest. The sun still showing brightly in the clear blue sky and the breeze felt cool, refreshing.

“This will just be our little secret” I said petting the side of his neck to which Kurt reached up with the palm of his hand and smothered me into his neck giving me a very intimate hug.

“Okay” he said as emotions threatened to choke his voice.

“Are you crying?” I asked still smushed against his neck.

“No” Kurt lied “it's just the wind.”

Laughing “Okay big guy whatever you say.”

Wrapping his fingers around my body Kurt brought me to his chest as he sat down near the edge of the cliff and together we enjoyed the view. Its moments like this that should be silently appreciated and remembered. Enjoying that dazzling view, Kurt wrapped his fingers around my body and moved me to the front of his snout, I could see how thrilled he was in this moment

"Thank You bro...it is amazing" he said and on the front of that huge snout I started to blush deeply and with each word said by my dragon friend my fur tingling to his warm breath.

I laughed joyfully spreading my arms to hug his lips, "You are welcome my friend."

Kurt slowly let his tongue out and beginning to lick me, his squishy tongue, so delicious and warm, and when it started curling around my whole body, I moaned hopelessly lost in the pleasure of his affections.

“Eat me...” I told him not even trying to hold back anymore and by sound of my voice it like I was begging to be consumed by him, which would be so strange to anyone else but for us it would only make this moment more special.

“Please, eat me bro...” With a giggle, Kurt started to lick and rub his massive tongue harder against me, tasting me more his anticipation for me finally coming to an end.

Kurt opened his maw and with his tongue still out he dragged it along the right side of my body starting at my legs and going up till my head. He did the same to the other side moaning as he did, but then he dragged his tongue directly up the middle part of my body, pushing his tongue against the most divine of places. I moaned but it was interrupted as he dragged his tongue against my muzzle. Kurt pulled me away looking and studying my reaction and he saw his six-inch-tall anthro mouse laying on his palm, twitching and panting with excitement. I saw him as well watching as drool dripped along the corners of his maw and a relaxed and delighted look on his eyes. Kurt brought me back to his snout, guiding me all the way to his lips where he gave me a peck on the head, and then he opened his maw and pushed me in.

My head and shoulders rested on the tip of his tongue while the rest of my body squirmed outside, my chest between his lips. Kurt moaned as he dragged his tongue across my head and shoulders, shortly after that I felt this pressure pulling me inward. I realized Kurt was sucking me deeper into his maw and soon my chest, belly, waist, thighs, and legs slid past his lips and joined me in his maw. His tongue explored every inch of my body tasting me like his own delicious treat. Outside my tail twitched excitedly between his lips, however Kurt felt it and used his tongue to slurp it into his maw.

With a heavy moan Kurt tilted his head upwards making me slid down his tongue and into his gullet. GULP.

Knowing full well that Kurt had his fingers against his neck to feel my body sliding down I put a slight struggle to give an extra bit of sensation. GULP. Kurt moaned again, and I slid down the squishy, wet, and tight tunnel coming to rest in his stomach.

“Love you my mousey” Kurt said as he patted his belly sated and satisfied.

“Love you my draggy” I said settling into the stomach like it was my second home.

Later Kurt would let me out of his stomach but for now we enjoyed nature and we enjoyed our nature.