"Urgh..." Elora groaned, rubbed her head as her tired eyes slowly opened.

The fawn had no recollection of what happened to her the night before, but she must've hit her head on something pretty hard, because it hurt like hell. The room was spinning and her eyesight was blurry, but even still, she could tell that something was definitely wrong.

The first thing she realized was that she apparently in some sort of rainforest, judging from the grass that was reaching up to her chest. Though it seemed very meadowesque, as she couldn't see a lot of trees in the distance, and the sun was shining through the tall blades.

"Wh... Where am I?" She asked herself, trying to get a good look around to see anything familiar in her environment.

For the most part, it still looked like Avalor, just that everything seemed much bigger. As the fawn was scanning her eyes through the field, she noticed an oddity that was sitting directly in front of her. A normal blue flower, that was now almost the size of a small house.

Which helped her come to the conclusion that the world hadn't changed in size; she was the one who had gotten smaller.

"Huh?!" She gasped, her eyes widening and her heart skipping a beat.

Quickly looking down at herself, Elora was shocked to see that her whole body was about a tenth of its normal size, and her clothes were now several times too large.

"What in the world...?" She pondered, staring at herself. "Am I... Shrunken?"

As she was trying to figure out what was going on, she heard a loud thud hitting the grass coming from behind her, accompanied by the looming shadow of someone to her dragon friend's figure.

"Spyro!?" The anthro deer creature announced, swiftly turning around to face him.

However, to her surprise, it wasn't the heroic purple dragon in her presence, but one with a similar, yet noticeably different build to his. It was clearly a female, evident by the pink scales and yellow underbelly & horns, and a heart-shaped pendant around her neck.

The dragoness was sitting in the grass, facing towards the fawn with a smirk. Her legs were folded with her right ankle sitting on top of her left knee, and her tail swayed side-to-side behind her as she stared at the tiny doe.

"You must be Elora." The girl introduced herself, her voice sweet and innocent, sounding rather playful.

"Y-yes." The fawn nodded, a bit startled at first. "Who are you?"

"Ember." She answered, looming above the tiny equine with a evil sweet glare. "I'm Spyro's girlfriend~"

That comment made the fawn tilt her head, doubtful if it was true.

Spyro never mentioned being in a relationship, or anything about an "Ember", so for this girl to declare herself as his mate was a bit of a shock, if not a bit disheartening.

"Oh... Well, um, nice to meet you, I guess..." Elora responded, a bit taken aback.

Ember giggled as she leaned closer to the deer. "I know all you, Elora. I know you've been after my hero, but that's not gonna happen."

The deer was taken aback by her words. She had more than a subtle feeling that there was more to their relationship, but not the extent of incurring this Ember's wrath.

"W- What?" She exclaimed, taking a step backwards.

A quick assessment of the situation told her that she would be wise to try and stay on this girl's good side, at least for the time being.

"I just thought it'd be best to make it clear where we stand in this relationship." The dragoness said bluntly, reaching her front claw down towards the fawn.

"Woah, woah, woah!" The fawn shouted, raising her hands up in self-defense. "Spyro and I are just friends! There's nothing between us!"

As she saw the girly reptile's front foot reach closer to her, Elora's nerves started to give her the impression of this being a fight-or-flight situation, hoping that she wasn't about to be crushed underfoot.

However, to her surprise, she hadn't slammed her foot down on her to grind her into paste, but instead reahed behind her, towards her back.

Or more accurately, her backside.

She swiftly flicked a claw up when she reached the back of the smaller girl's grass skirt, revealing the plain stitched undergarments covering her cute butt.

"H- Hey!" The deer declared with a blush, instinctively reaching her hands back to cover herself back up, though getting nowhere near the fabric due to the size of her opponent.

The dragoness let out a little giggle, finding her reaction amusing, before hooking two of her claws under the leg holes of the exposed underwear.

"Upsie daisy~" Ember teased, lifting her claw up, bringing the deer along with her by her panties.

"Woah, hey, w-wait!" Elora stuttered, her face red as a tomato as her body was lifted off the ground by an intense wedgie.

Now, she was HOPING that no-one else could see her. Her underwear was pulled far up her back and into her butt crack, and the rest of her clothing was far too small to properly cover anything.

The way she struggled to hide her backside or even escape the situation amused the deer's captor, which made her want to torment her more.

With the tiny fawn hanging in the air by her undies, the dragoness began twisting her wrist back and forth, swinging her like a pendulum.

"Aaaaugh!" Elora squealed, the discomfort in her nethers starting to increase, feeling like she was being split in two.

The dragoness laughed at her victim's expense, clearly having fun at her expense.

"Wheee~" She chimed, watching the deer swing back and forth, enjoying how pathetic she sounded.

"Ple- Please stop!" The fawn pleaded, her cheeks red, her voice strained.

The reptile was happy to oblige, stopping the swinging to make her look at her properly, bringing her up to eye level.

"Let's have a little chat, shall we~?" She asked playfully, batting her eyelids at her new "friend" with a smirk.

"O- okay..." The fawn muttered, her face still flushed and her legs crossed.

"Good~" She giggled, bringing her a little closer. "First of all, I wanna know why you thought you had a chance with MY Spyro."

"I- I don't! I'm not interested in him like that!" Elora pleaded, still squirming uncomfortably.

The dragoness raised an eyebrow.

"Ohhh, a fibber? Tsk tsk tsk~" Ember chimed, shaking her head disapprovingly.

"N- no, really!" The deer protested, her panties still being pulled up her crack, causing her to let out a groan of discomfort.

"Mhm, mhm~" The dragoness nodded, smirking, before her other front claw reached up to her tiny hooves and grabbing them firmly.

"I'll make you tell the truth."

"W- what're you- OW!" The tiny girl yelled, her feet being pulled towards the ground, the underwear stretching to the point that her lower lips were starting to show in between the thinning gusset.

The wedgie was getting worse by the second, while Ember was having a ball.

"Ready to tell the truth yet~?" She asked playfully, pulling her panties farther up and her legs further down.

"P- please! I'll do anything, just let me go!" The doe pleaded, her face a deep shade of red.

"Tell me the truth and I will." The dragoness replied with a shrug, not letting up for even a second.

Elora was on the brink of tears. The wedgie was so painful that it felt like she was being split in two. Not only did the fabric was rubbing against her privates and her anus, but the seams of her undies were digging into her skin, making it feel like a razor blade was being pressed against her skin.

"G- gah! Y- yes, okay, fine! I like Spyro, just p- please let me go!" The tiny deer exclaimed, her voice shaky and her body trembling.

Thankfully, Ember relinquished her grip of the fawn's legs, leaving her dangling from her knickers again.

"O- ow... My butt..." She whimpered, rubbing her backside, not sure how much longer she could take this.

"Good job." The dragoness congratulated, bringing her captive closer to her snout and smiling at her. "You've learned to be honest. Now, how about we have a little more fun before you can leave~?"

"Huh...?" Elora groaned, her butt throbbing with pain.

She wasn't even able to process her sentence before she felt her panties being yanked back up again, this time with the dragoness bringing her around to her tail.

Once the ruined leg holes were hooked by her scaly tail, her tormentor held her up right in front of her massive butt.

"Here's what I think of you trying to win my Spyro~" She giggled, readying her anus for the impending assault on one of her captive's sense.

"Wh- oh no, n- not-" Elora stuttered, her words cut off by a powerful PFFFFFFFFTTTTT.

The deafening, rancid noise blasted the poor girl's face, blowing her fur back and forcing her eyes closed.

It was a well known fact that dragon flatulence was incredibly foul smelling, but having it up close and personal was an experience unlike anything else.

Even if her nostrils were plugged, she would still make out the scent of sulfur, and she knew full well that she would never be able to get the stench out of her fur.

Even the grass below her that was unfortunate enough to get caught in the aftermath of the noxious fumes was starting to brown.

The whole world seemed to be spinning as the poor doe was hit with a barrage of the noxious gasses, and her face was being turned a bright shade of green.

"There, my regards to your little crush~" Ember chuckled, releasing the fawn from her tail.

"BLEGH!" She wretched, falling to the soft ground, her stomach filled with an indescribable foul odor.

Her body was trembling and her face was a dark shade of green, looking like she was ready to vomit.

"P- please, no more..." Elora begged, tears welling up in her eyes, not sure if she could take any more humiliation.

"Aww, so soon?" The dragoness teased, looming above the tiny fawn, her eyes fixated on the pathetic display before her. "But we've only just started."

She raised her tail to expose her huge backside again, bending her back legs to squat, getting ready to take her final shot.

"Wh- oh, no, p- please, no-" The tiny deer whimpered, shaking her head in desperation.

"Don't worry, you'll enjoy it~" She reassured her, letting herself fall and sit directly on the doe's tiny frame, flattening her and causing her to let out a grunt of discomfort.

"Now then, I wanna have a little talk about my hero..." The dragoness continued, readjusting herself a little. "But first..."

She leaned her head back and took a deep breath, before releasing a massive stream of gas straight onto her tiny prisoner.

*PFFFRRRRTTTT!!!*

"Eeeeyaaaaaagh!!" Elora screamed, her tiny body pinned under her ass.

It was bad enough that she was forced to inhale the awful stench of the dragon's anal fumes, but now she had the displeasure of feeling it on her bare skin.

"Oh, goodness! Excuse me~" Ember teased, feigning politeness as she wafted the air, knowing full well that the damage was already done.

"P- please..." The tiny fawn croaked, barely audible.

"Alright, now then, about Spyro..." The dragoness began, not taking her eyes off her rear that was squashing the deer. "What's your relationship with him?"

"W- we're friends..." She stuttered, her voice strained and her body quivering, struggling to get the words out.

"What was that? You want me to fart again? Sure thing~" She giggled, readjusting herself again and letting loose another stream of flatulence.

"HRRKKK!!" Elora choked, the noxious scent filling her lungs and the warm gas coating her skin.

"I'll ask again: what's the nature of your relationship with him?" The dragoness asked, her tail swaying as she watched the fawn suffer.

"We're... Just friends..." The doe muttered, barely above a whisper, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Another gassy, coming up~" She announced, leaning back to let loose a third fart on the deer, this time a bit stronger than the last two.

"GRAAAGH!" The doe screamed, her face turning green.

"You can do better than that~" The dragoness chimed, not letting up her tortuous assault.

"W- we're... J- just... Friends..." Elora repeated, her words strained.

"My, you must REALLY like the sound of my farts." Ember teased, readjusting her butt again, letting her anus rest on the tiny deer's belly. "I guess I'll let you enjoy them a little more, then."

She released yet another fart, the loudest one yet, followed by another, then another, all the while the tiny fawn was being covered in her putrid stench.

"HURRRRK!"

The plants and insects around her were starting to perish, and she was being bombarded with a series of noxious farts that would put a skunk to shame.

Once she was sure that she was starting to teach her new adversary a lesson, Ember began grinding her bottom left and right, smushing her victim even more underneath her.

"So, you're 'just friends' with Spyro?" She asked playfully, lifting her claw to her face like she was casually inspecting her nails.

"Y- yes..." The tiny fawn replied, her body trembling as the dragon's anus rubbed against her fur, leaving her with a foul odor that will take weeks to wash off. If not, months.

"Really? I'm not buying it." The dragoness shook her head. "Maybe another little blast will change your mind~"

"P- please no..." Elora pleaded, her nerves wrecking her mind, dreading any more of the deadly dragon gas.

"Well, since you asked nicely, I guess I'll give you a little break." Ember shrugged, standing back up, freeing the tiny deer from her bottom.

"A- Arghhh..." The fawn sighed in difficult relief, thankful for the sunlight and fresh air reaching her body, though she could still smell the awful sulfuric scent.

"Phew-wee, that's quite the nasty aroma you've got going on." The dragoness remarked, looking over the small equine's body, her face covered in a green tinge and her fur greasy and wet with fart and butt sweat.

However, she wasn't about to let up yet, as the tiny anthro deer found out first-hand when she felt her arms being pinned to the sides of her by the dragoness's front feet.

"Here, let me help you wash~" She cooed, before closing her mouth and fiddling about inside it with her tongue.

Elora wasn't sure what she was talking about or what she was about to do, but the second she saw her captor's lips part open, she quickly came to the horrid realisation.

"N- No, do- don't you dare!" The helpless equine pleaded, already struggling to get away from the incoming saliva attack.

"Don't be so rude, I'm trying to help~" Ember giggled, before unleashing a massive waterbomb of saliva onto the tiny deer, splattering against her fur and covering her entirely.

"BLEEGH!!" The tiny fawn gagged, her fur getting matted down and her hair slicking backwards.

The saliva was incredibly thick, and once she opened her eyes, she could see it clinging to her fur like a layer of slime. There was also a scent & taste of candy, probably something that this girl had consumed earlier.

"How's that?" The dragoness asked, tilting her head slightly.

"H- Horrible..." She groaned, trying to shake her face free of the disgusting drool.

"You're welcome~" Her new enemy replied with a giggle, releasing the tiny deer and enjoying how her limbs were hardly able to move from how soaked they were.

"Y- Yuck..." Elora muttered, trying to wipe the thick drool from her arms, finding that the more she tried, the more it seemed to cling to her.

"Now then, let's try that one more time: what is your relationship with Spyro?" Ember asked, lowering her head closer to the tiny doe and batting her eyes. "And if you lie to me one more time, I'm gonna eat you. Okie doke?"

The fawn shuddered, before giving her answer.

"We're... Just... Friends..."

The dragoness closed her eyes and sighed, shaking her head in condescending disappointment.

*PANCAKES*

"Alright, I'll give you some time to think about it." She said, picking up the saliva-drenched faun in her front paw, before proceeding to lie down on her back.

Wiping more of the disgusting fluids away from her face, her prey could only just make out the sight of what appeared to be the dragon's cloaca through her underbelly.

"Wh- What're you-" Elora asked, looking down at the sight of, what appeared to be, a tiny, tight little opening buried between the scales of this beautiful but deprived creature.

Surely, that wasn't her...

"If you don't wanna tell me the truth, I'm gonna have to punish you~" Ember threatened, moving the faun's body closer to the hole.

The poor doe's eyes were wide open and her body was trembling, unsure of how to feel or respond, other than a glooming sense of dread washing over her that translated well on her face.

"B- B- But, I- I thought y- you said you w- were gonna eat me!?" She stammered, looking back at the dragon's snout, hoping to get her to change her mind.

"Oh, I am~" The dragoness assured, with that same smug grin. "Not with my mouth though. You smell like my farts; why would I put that in my mouth?"

"Th- then, how...?" The fawn questioned, trying to comprehend the situation, before a grave possibility dawned on her.

She wouldn't...

She couldn't...

She wasn't about to...

To her deep misfortune, Elora was powerless to stop her captor from pressing her face into, what she quickly deduced was, her anus, which opened up enough to reveal a deep, dark cavern.

"W- wait! No, d- don't-!" The deer tried to protest, her words being cut off by a powerful stench coming from her captor's butthole.

It was much worse than she might have been expecting, explaining why her flatulence was so foul as well.

The dragoness couldn't help but laugh, watching the tiny doe's body react as she was clearying trying not to smell the awful odor coming from her anus.

"Oh, Elora, you're a perfect fit~" She chuckled, her eyes fixated on the helpless deer frantically trying to find a way out of the retched prison she found herself in, before she proceeded to stand up on all fours again. "Welcome to your new home~ Get comfy~"

The fawn tried to pull herself out, only for her hands to be caught by the puckered sphincter, accidentally slipping them inside to get herself even further stuck inside.

"N- No, p- please!" The anthro faun begged, kicking about outside the tiny ring. "I- It stinks! Let me out!"

It wasn't clear how she was able to hear her captive from all the way out there, but her pathetic cries made the dragoness smile brighter, looking back to stare at her own posterior admirably. 

"Sorry, you're gonna be staying there for a while." The dragoness denied, wiggling her hips and shaking her new pet around in her anus.

The shaking felt like an earthquake, and the anus was so tight, it felt like the muscles were going to crush her.

"GAAAH!" Elora screamed, her muffled cries of agony echoing inside the dragon's butt, feeling her upper limbs being pulled inward.

The forces of the dragon's biology did the rest of the work, forcing her further inside the dirty passage by itself.

More and more of the deer disappeared inside her rear end, until her hooves slipped inside with the rest of her, leaving no trace of the furry lass.

To make matters worse, as she was pulled more inside of her, the smell got stronger and stronger, curling & shrivelling her nose and making her want to gag at the foul pheromones.

It literally felt like she was breathing in poison, decomposing more of her life force with every breath she took. And with how tight the anal canal was getting by the second, she couldn't even more her hands back to cover her nose, or do anything else to relieve the horrible sensation.

"There we go~" Ember announced, satisfied at her work.

Her sphincter tightened back up, and her pet was sealed inside her butt. This was the perfect revenge, for anyone daring to challenge her for her beloved Spyro. She was going to be a martyr; a shining example of any other would-be contenders for her beloved, now lying right where she belonged.

With her victory assured, all that was left to do was reward herself for teaching that meddlesome mule a lesson.

Giving herself some privacy, Ember settled down in the shade of her favorite tree and reached a claw down to her naughty bits, wasting no time in teasing herself.

"Ohhh, Spyro, my darling~" She sighed, rubbing a finger up and down her clitoris, imagining her hero's face. "I can't wait to share our future together~"

As the dragoness continued playing with her lady bits, she didn't seem to have any qualms with what was becoming of her plaything, who was feeling her lungs incinerate and her head spin.

The whole world felt like it was turning black, and her vision was getting blurry, unable to tell if it was the lack of fresh air, the amount of tears that her eyes had watered up with, or the sheer amount of butt gas she was inhaling.

Even if she could still see at this point, what was there to look at? More dark red tunnels leading to her stomach? What was she supposed to do even if she somehow wormed her way up there? Bathe in the acids until they tore her apart?

She would just have to accept it. She was doomed.

"N- No..." Elora muttered, her voice barely audible as her lungs filled with toxic gases. "Spy... Ro..."

"Ohhhh, Spyroooo~" Ember moaned, rubbing her clitoris faster and harder.

Soon enough, she blew her load with a satisfied moan, before taking a moment to relax.

"Whew, that was a good one." She said with a sigh, wiping the sweat off her brow.

Once her high had worn off, she laid down on the grass, ready to take the time for a well-deserved nap after her heroic outcome against this charlatan who dared think of taking her love from her.

"Hey, Ember!"

Suddenly, the voice of said love appeared out of the blue, immediately causing the cruel cutie's attention to spring back to life.

Looking behind her, she was blessed with the sight of her handsome purple dragon, approaching her with the utmost casual coolness she was so adamant of.

"Spyro~!" She announced happily, her eyes already turning to hearts at his presence alone.

As if the name had given her some spare lifeforce, Elora heard her captor shout his name from inside her anal tunnels, and used what little energy she had left to ope her eyes again, a slither of hope snaking by.

"Spy... Ro...?" She croaked, barely audible even if someone was right next to her.

Her prayers may have been answered after all.

"I'm looking for someone." He announced bluntly, clearly still not returning the feelings to the overly-affectionate dragoness. "Have you seen a deer-looking chick come this way? Name's Elora."

The dragoness blinked twice, processing the question, before smiling and answering.

"Red fur, leafy dress, cute face?" She questioned innocently, acting like she didn't know.

"Yep, that's the one." He confirmed, looking relatively pleased with her response. "You know where she is?"

To answer that, she stood up on her legs, raising her rear and her tail, as if inviting him to mount her.

"She's in my butt~"

Spyro's face quickly shifted to a mix of concern and disgust, taking a step backwards as he turned his head away and covered his eyes with his wing.

"W- What gives, Ember!?" He exclaimed, the sudden announcement shocking him.

"You wanna get her out? Please do~" She continued, wiggling her backside to him teasingly.

"Th- That's not funny, Ember..." The purple reptile followed up, rolling his eyes as a deep blush appeared over his snout. "L- Look, have you actually seen her or not?"

From what little faint dialogue Elora's rapidly decaying senses could still register, the sounds of her only hope not believing the truth about her sudden disappearance refilled her sense of dread to the brim, silently telling her that there really was no way out of this predicament.

"Sp..." The faun weakly gasped, before she felt her brain start to switch off entirely.

Meanwhile, outside, Ember lowered her rear and laid down on the grass, still facing her beloved.

"Well, that's the only answer you're gonna hear from me~" She cooed, flicking her tail back and forth, giving him a wink. "So, you're either gonna let her stay there or help her out. It's your call~"

"Urgh..." Spyro simply sighed disappointedly, turning around to walk away from her. "Well, if you see her, just let her know I need to speak to her."

"Sure thing, sweetie~" The dragoness replied with a smirk, her eyes fixated on the retreating boy, before she brought her front claw to her snout and kissed it, blowing him the sign of affection. "See you soon~"

With nothing left to say, the purple dragon simply walked away, not noticing the devious look on his so-called "girlfriend"'s face.

This had been a great day. She established her dominance over the interloper, disposed of a potential danger to her relationship, and got to see her "boyfriend" again.

All in all, a complete success.

As for Elora, nobody would know what really happened to her, as the only other person who might have been aware of this situation didn't believe a word of it.

And even if they did, that wasn't exactly the way she wanted anyone to remember how she was snuffed out.

This was easily the worst day of her life, as much as it was her last.