title: Midnight Caller aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Ropistike] id: [3976915] date: 星期六, 十月 29日 2022, 9:37:46 晚上 modified: 星期六, 十月 29日 2022, 10:04:46 晚上

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Midnight Caller

Author: Ropistike Source: Midnight Caller (AV Story)

Ken flipped through the channels on TV before sighing and tossing the remote onto the small glass table in front of him. The boring droning from some elderly newscaster going on about ten new types of cancer was the last thing he wanted to listen to on a Saturday night. 

Ken was in his early 20’s, six feet tall, and had short brown hair. He had landed a fairly easy job with average pay, allowing him to live on his own in a small, one bedroom apartment. His apartment consisted of a living room, a small kitchen/dining area, a bedroom, and a bathroom. He had been living here for a few months shy of one year. He did not have a very active life, spending most free time he had alone at his TV or computer.

Ken checked his watch as he leaned back on his futon, no noise audible besides the creaking of the people living above him. The time was ten minutes before midnight and Ken was not even remotely tired. He absent-mindedly threw the remote between his hands as he thought of something he could possibly do at this hour to pass the time. He stood up and decided to make himself some food.

The fridge was nearly empty save for some essentials and his favorite foods. He grabbed a couple of eggs from the side of the door and put a pan on the stove. He buttered up the pan and cracked the eggs into a small bowl where he scrambled them. After pouring the eggs into the pan and turning on the heat he heard a soft knock at the door.

Ken froze, his heart started beating a little faster, not expecting any visitors, especially not at this late hour. The knocking continued, a little louder this time, Ken calmed himself down a bit, reassuring himself that he probably was not in any danger, that this was just someone who had the wrong apartment number. He walked over and put his ear against the door to see if they were still there, just as the knocking rapped on his door once again. 

Ken hesitantly opened the door a crack, peering outside with a confused face. The caller was his height, wearing a long brown hooded cloak, making him a little nervous and almost slamming the door before they spoke.

“I’m so sorry sir but could I trouble you just for a moment?” A young woman’s voice asked from behind the hood.

Taken aback, Ken stopped himself from closing the door, “Uh… what’s wrong?” He asked awkwardly.

“My car broke down and I didn’t bring my cell phone, can I use your phone? You’re the first person to answer the door out of all these places.” She asked, sounding exasperated.

“Uhh, yeah I guess so.” Ken replied, opening the door to let her inside. “It’s on the table in the kitchen.”

“Thank you so much.” She said, sounding relieved. The hooded woman stepped inside and seemed to look around a bit, her movement seemed a little awkward to him.

“Is everything okay?” He asked, noticing her apparent hesitation in entering the kitchen.

“Umm… Yeah…” She said, then walked into the kitchen and grabbed the phone. Ken walked in behind her and went to flip the eggs on the stovetop as he heard her dial six numbers into the phone. He tuned to look at her, the phone against her head, on the outside of the hood; she waited for a few moments before putting the phone down and stepping towards the door to the kitchen. 

“You uh… Only dialed six numbers…” Ken stated, confused as to what she was doing.

“I know I uh… It wasn’t working right… um…” She trailed off.

“The phone? Its working fine… What’s going on here?” Ken asked, something seemed off with this person.

“Listen… I’m sorry but I need more help than just a phone call…” She said, positioning herself against the only exit to the room. “People are… looking for me…”

“Wait, what?” Ken asked, half afraid and half angry.

“Please” She said, her voice sounded troubled, “Please I need a place to stay out of sight for a little while. I know how this sounds but I’m begging you to let me stay here for at least a day or two…”

“Why are people looking for you?” Ken asked, his head dizzy from her request.

“Please… please don’t scream… they’re listening for screams…” She asked. The request itself made Ken afraid, all he could do was stare in disbelief at that response. She paused for a second, seemingly hesitating before whispering “don’t scream…” once more and pulling back her hood.

Ken coughed and gasped at the same time before stepping back and almost tripping, fighting back a scream. The woman was not human at all; her head was reptilian-like, her skin dark blue and leathery looking. Ken would have screamed at the top of his lungs if it was not for her eyes. There was a touch of sincerity in her eyes and he believed that she was indeed being looked for. He held his hands tight over his mouth, still as far from her as possible, her eyes looking him up and down.

“I know this is weird.” She said, rows of sharp teeth visible when she spoke, “but please believe me. I don’t mean any harm, I never did… but no one has ever believed me… they tied me up and run experiments and…” She trailed off, looking like she did not know where to start.

Ken took a deep breath, weighing his options, he was scared, but she looked like she was too, and he believed her. “I… uh… okay…” He whispered, “You can stay…”

Her face seemed to light up when he said that. “Wha… you mean it?” She asked, waiting for Ken’s nod, “Th… Thank you so much. I never thought someone would finally believe me.” Ken just smiled a bit, calmed by her becoming more cheerful. “Would you mind if I took this heavy coat off? Is there a place I could put it?”

“Yeah, sure…” He said softly, still having trouble coping with an anthropomorphic dragon being in his living room, “Just toss it anywhere.” As she went out of sight to remove the cloak the scent of burning reached Kens nostrils. He quickly pulled the pan off of the stovetop and looked down to see an unappetizing charred mess of scrambled eggs. He threw the pan, eggs and all into the sink, not really caring about cleanliness at the moment. He walked out of the kitchen to see the dragon woman placing the cloak on the glass table in front of his TV. 

She was wearing a t-shirt and snort pants underneath the cloak, the pants ripped in the back to fit a long thick tail that hung down the ground and trailed behind her a little. The skin on the rest of her body was the same dark blue that her head was, apart from what he could see of her belly, which looked like it may be white. Apart from the head and tail, her figure was similar to that of a normal human female.

“I realize this must be… really weird.” She said, noticing him looking at her.

“Well, yeah.” Ken admitted, “I feel like I must be having a dream right now… Do uh… Do you need anything?”

“Something to drink would be nice…” She replied, standing awkwardly in his living room. Ken nodded and returned to the kitchen to grab a glass from the shelf. He placed the glass under the faucet and started filling it with cold water when he saw her dark blue figure out of the corner of his eye. 

“I have some water here if yo….” He trailed off as she stepped right behind him. “What… uh… wh…” He started saying, but was cut off when her blue arm grabbed his chest and started pulling him close to her. Ken didn’t know what to say or do, he was about to start explaining that he did not feel the same way when all of the sudden he felt a sharp pain on his right shoulder. She had bitten him! “Ow!” He said, trying to push her away when her clawed hand pressed firmly against his mouth, preventing him from screaming.

Ken struggled against her for a minute, trying to scream and alert his neighbors, but felt himself becoming very woozy and disoriented. “Shhhhhhhh” She whispered into his ear, “Sleep honey. Sleep” He fought as hard as he could, becoming slowly weaker in her grasp before slumping to the floor, unconscious.

Ken woke up with his head pounding. He sat up and looked around, unsure of where he was. He appeared to be in some sort of metallic dome with holes spreading around the surface of it, allowing light inside. He stood up, his head barely shorter than the top of the dome. After blinking his eyes a bit to focus them, he realized with a shock that he was naked. It only took a second to remember what had happened just before, the dragon!

He looked around frantically, peering through the holes. What he saw did not make sense; it looked like there was some sort of giant kitchen sink next to him. Just then he jumped as a giant blue figure moved past one of the holes to his side. He looked though and gasped at the sight. The dragon he had let into his house was colossal; she seemed to be as tall as a building. When she looked down at him and smiled he suddenly understood. She was the same height, that bite must have shrunken his body. Another look around proved this to be true, he was trapped underneath a colander, right next to his kitchen sink.

Ken ran to the hole closest to where she was standing, somewhere near his oven, just in time to see her drop a stick of butter into a pot on the stovetop. He backed away, his heart racing, his mind working fast, trying to think of a way to escape. He ran with all his might at the side of the colander, slamming into it with his unbitten shoulder. The thing barely budged. He stuck his arms through two different holes and tried to lift it, but to no avail. 

The dragon was walking away from the stove during this last attempt. After failing to lift his prison, Ken walked closer to get a better look at what she was doing. She had grabbed a glass from his shelf and walked back to the stovetop. He watched as she placed the glass near his colander as though she wanted him to see what she was doing. She lifted the pot from the stovetop and started pouring the contents into the glass. Hot melted butter splashed into the glass, filling it nearly halfway. She seemed pleased with these results and put the pan back on the stovetop.

As she reached for his colander he screamed. The colander flew into the air above him as she turned it over, and placed it right side up next to him. Ken took this chance to try and flee; he stood and ran as the dragon turned towards him. She caught him with ease using one hand and dropped him gently into the colander, he screamed at the top of his lungs again, trying to get the attention of anyone outside the apartment. She looked down at him and shook her head, a grin sweeping across her mouth, “Even I could barely hear that honey.” She said, her voice booming above him, “Save your energy, you’re going to need it.”

Ken made a terrified noise as she lifted the colander with one hand and the glass of melted butter with the other. She stepped out of the kitchen, carrying the diminutive Ken with her. Ken was transfixed on the sight of his apartment, everything was gigantic, the walk from the kitchen to the bathroom seemed like a mile long, but the dragon crossed it in seconds. She pushed the bedroom door open with her foot, walking over to the bed and placing the colander down on Ken’s white blankets. 

The colander rocked and almost tipped over when she sat herself down next to it, holding the glass of butter in her right hand. Ken tried to run up the side of the colander, he made it to the top before something huge and blue shoved him back in, he fell on his back and looked up to see her tail sliding back onto the white bed sheets. 

“Please miss…” He called up to her, “Please… I won’t tell anyone… just bring me back to normal…” 

She looked down at him, seemingly considering this, “Sorry hon.” She said, a faint smile on her lips showing a couple sharp teeth, “My venom only shrinks, you’re stuck like that.”

His heart sank when he heart this. He was about to start pleading with her not to hurt him when she suddenly poured the contents of the glass over the colander. He gasped and braced himself for scalding butter to splash over him, but the butter was not hot enough to cause pain. He sputtered as his body was coated in melted butter, involuntarily licking his lips at the taste as he did so. He raised his arms in protest at the dragon, who had started lowering her claws down to him.

“NO!” He shouted up to her, “Don’t eat me. Please! I’m begging you!”

She regarded him with mock concern in her eyes, “Oh don’t worry about that.” She said, smiling calmly at him, “I never had any intention of eating you.”

Ken cowered there, feeling helpless and pathetic, trapped in his own colander and covered with melted butter. The dragon kneeled on his bed, towering high above him. He could see her hands grip at both sides of her shorts and start pulling them down. She slid her pants down to her knees before lying back, with her legs and tail in the air, to maneuver them up around her ankles before tossing them off the side of the bed. Now wearing nothing but a shirt, she reached into the colander to grab at the now cowering Ken.

Her large hand gripped him surprisingly firmly considering the butter and lifted him with ease into the air. Ken could only stare in terror as his buttered up body was held in place as she repositioned her blue body on his white bed. She laid there on her back with her legs spread to the sides a little bit, her rear pointing up at a slight angle. Her hand moved his body between the two legs and lowered him down to the base of her thick tail. Ken tried to struggle in her tight grasp but could not do much more than tire himself out. The massive tail below him uncurled downward, revealing a small dark hole in which her other hand was spreading open.

Ken tried to scream again, the thought of what was about to come was too much for him, he flailed around in panic, staring in terror at the free hand spreading her butt cheeks as he was moved closer. She tilted his body so that his feet were pointing directly towards her anus. He kicked madly, hoping that she would not be able to fit him inside if his legs were moving. He saw the tip of her tail descend on him, wrapping around his knees tightly and constricting his movement. He tried to push free but the tail was tightly binding his legs together as his buttered up feet were moved close enough for him to feel the warmth coming from her spread open tailhole. 

He squirmed in place as he felt his feet get pressed into the dragon’s anus. His buttered feet slid easily into the tight hole, the warm walls pressed against his wriggling toes as he was pushed in up to his ankles. He tried hard to pull his legs free but could not bend his knees enough to do so. The giant hand was forcing his body forward, he stared ahead, his eyes transfixed on his legs. He could see his lower legs slowly disappearing as his body was drawn inside of the dragon, he could feel the foreign sensation of warm tight muscle pressing his legs together.

He felt the dragon clench her anus as he was pulled in up to his knees. The muscle seemed to tug at his body, yanking his buttered up legs inside. The tail now released his knees to allow his body to slide in unhindered. Ken tried to use this opportunity to wriggle free, tried to pull his buttered legs back out of the dragon’s tailhole but it was no use, the dragon had been pushing him farther inside with her hand that was still gripping his upper body firmly. He screamed as his knees were engulfed into the dragon’s tight rear, unable to do anything but squirm helplessly. He could feel the warm tightness clenching all around his lower legs now, his toes only having free space in front of them as they slid in deeper and deeper. 

As another clenching tug pulled his legs completely inside, the dragon released his upper body, laying face up on the base of the dragon’s tail, half of his body engulfed into her tight tailhole. He tried to push against her tail with his arms to free himself as he was clenched in a little farther, but his buttery hands could not get a grip anywhere. Ken screamed in fear as his waist was pressed into her tailhole. He pushed hard against her spread butt cheeks with his arms, trying to force himself back out, but his arms slipped once he pushed hard enough. There was nothing he could do, the realization crashed around him, he was done for.

The dragon removed the hand she had been using to spread her tailhole, even more pressure started squeezing in on his stomach as her butt cheeks pressed gently around his shoulders, he could no longer see her anus, but could feel the point where his body met the tight hole. He was in up to his chest now; he could feel his body sliding slowly deeper through the tight tube of flesh. Ken squirmed madly, putting all of his leftover energy into one last struggle, screaming as he did so, his body shifting slightly inside of the dragon’s anus as she clenched him in a little further. He gave up, panting helplessly, his arms hanging at his side as he saw her giant hands coming to his position.

The two hands each placed a finger on one of his shoulders and started pushing him in faster. The slow tugging into her waiting tailhole became much faster as his chest was easily pushed inside, his feet feeling around as they led the way sliding through the tight tubes deep inside of the dragon. Ken gripped pathetically at the dragons fingers with his hands as his head was pushed between her butt cheeks. He grimaced as he felt his upper chest meet the tight warm muscles, his face could feel the heat that his feet had initially felt, he knew the tailhole was directly in front of him. 

Try as he might, he could not bring himself to close his eyes, he felt like a deer in the headlights, just staring at his incoming fate. As he was pushed in farther, his arms were forced to reach above him so that his shoulders could squeeze into the tight anus, he was in up to his neck. Ken panted hard, lashing with his arms, the dragon had removed her fingers from his shoulders and placed one finger over the top of his head. He grabbed that finger with his arms and held on as tight as he possibly could as it started to push.

His body slid on ahead of him as his head broke through the entrance to her waiting tailhole. He felt his chin push inside and let out one last scream before it was turned into a muffled noise as his mouth was forced inside the tight tube as well. Ken writhed around, trying to force his mouth out of her tailhole as he was slid in up to his nose, the finger applying a gentle pressure to him that was just enough to force his buttered body deeper inside. He flailed his arms around, gripping at the sides of her butt cheeks as they started to press his arms together.

The lone finger started pushing harder, the tailhole engulfing his head completely, his arms the only thing that could still feel the air outside. His arms were being pressed between the anal walls and the finger that continued to seal his fate. When his arms were in up to his elbows the finger slid back out, his grip sliding off as he was left there, his hands grabbing at anything he could reach and sliding around uselessly as the dragon resumed the clenching and tugging to pull him deeper inside of her. 

Ken struggled a bit feeling his wrists becoming engulfed by the tailhole. He couldn’t breathe; no matter which way he struggled he could not make any significant movement, just a slight shift of his body in the tight tube. Ken shifted his head so that he was looking straight back towards the opening to the dragon’s tailhole, he could see nothing but darkness as the anus had clenched around his arms tightly, his fingers still just barely free of the tailhole. Will all the effort he had he pushed his arms apart. At first this accomplished nothing, but a second later, with a little more effort, he got a mouthful of breathable air and his eyes met a glint of light one last time as he successfully parted the tailhole for a brief moment before the dragon clenched her anal muscles again, forcing his body a little deeper and pulling the last of his hands inside.

Ken did not know what to think, his naked buttered body slid against the tight muscle that pressed in on him from all sides, his legs pinned ahead of him and his arms pinned above his head. He could feel his entire body shifting with the wall of flesh around him, assuming that the dragon lady was moving around. He felt as though his entire body was turning upside down as gravity seemed to be pulling him in the direction of the tailhole again, but the tugs kept him in motion deeper into the dragon, leading to the sensation that he was being forced slowly upwards. His head slid across the lubricated anal walls with his ears pressed against them, the sound was sickening, a squelching sliding noise that filled him with terror and helplessness. He could feel his body continue to slide deeper into the dragon, the tailhole no longer just out of the reach of his fingers, he was long gone now.

Ken felt tears dampen his already buttery face, that last breath of air would only last so long. He had given up on struggling and just tried to concentrate on something other than his situation for his last moments, but the sensation of warm tightness all over his body, in constant motion, was too much for his senses to ignore. He gripped feebly at the sides of the tight tube with his hands as his mind started slipping out of consciousness. He shifted his weight one last time, falling asleep to the sensation of his entire body being pulled deeper and deeper inside the dragon, warm muscles cradling him on all sides.

The dragon stretched out of the bed, knocking the colander to the floor carelessly, and slid her pants back up around her legs. She could still feel the little human moving around inside of her, clenching her tailhole every so often and feeling him being pulled deeper and deeper inside of her until she could feel him no more. She yawned, the last two apartments had given her a nice meal and now this one had given her quite a bit of fun. She decided to rest here before moving on to the next door neighbors, her mind racing with idea after idea of what she could do to them.