The moment he landed, Spyro knew it had been a mistake.  The Professor had been desperate for someone, anyone to try out this new portal he was designing to reach further across dimensions.  Falling out of the rift in reality, the young purple dragon stumbled and caught himself from falling flat on his face with a practiced skid, the cold shock of the void bristling off his wings like invisible ice.
	"HOOO!  Yeah, nailed it!  ...uhhh, what the heck?"
Darkness painted every rock, the ground itself bleak with a strange hollow tap when his claws scratched it.  Arches formed unnaturally above his head like giant swirls of a painter's brush, the sky the deepest shade of blood that almost veered into nightly-black.  There was no sun, no moon, no stars dared come to this blighted place.
	"Jeez, this realm having a funeral or what?" Spyro snorted.  "Alright, Professor said I'll get back in two hours so I guess a li'l wandering don't hurt."
He sat on his rump, the royal-purple dragon of golden belly and glistening horns a stark speck of light in a cursed place.  A watch was wrapped round one of his legs as he tapped it with his claws, counting down a timer before he would be sent back with a strange device trapped under the digits glowing faintly.
Spyro headed out into the unknown on all fours to survey his new surroundings.  The lack of any wind was what disturbed him the most.  Every place he had been to had some kind of air, the smallest vapour that he caught in his wings would tell him everything about an environment.  Temperature, settlements and sea level he could learn all from the wind, but not this place.
	"That's...weird," he muttered, "can't even get an updraft in this place, a balloon would just go straight up here...maybe there's one higher."
Clambering up one of the stone arches, Spyro dug his claws into the rock that echoed sharply across the realm.  Pebbles scattered under his claws as he scrabbled up to the peak and saw the horizon was did not exist.  The world simply fell off too short a distance to even have one.
	"Really?" the drake shook his head.  "Not even calm breeze, it's just...dead.  Yeah there's no way a balloon could travel here."
He looked down towards the ground and cocked his head curiously at the shape of the looming rocks.  The arches met each other in an elliptical pattern, a long row of them that vaguely resembled a ribcage the size of a temple.  He flapped from one arch to the other, struggling to gain distance from the lack of wind as he almost fell from the third peak when he saw the end of the stone rows.
	"Woah...that's...dang."
A giant skull laid on its side with the same texture of stone as the peak he sat on.  It was vaguely mammalian, resembling a dog with a crocodilian snout and enormous fangs that had broken in pieces.  Spyro flapped himself down carefully, falling faster than expected as he landed on the skull and kept watch of his surroundings.
	"This place is creep central, what kinda thing lived here-W-WOAH!"
His paw almost fell through a crack in the skull.  An oddly-precise hole like something had drilled inside it.  Spyro cringed and quickly tried to step off the skull, before a shuddering hiss filled the air like a gunshot.
	"HUH?!" he turned fast standing on the snout.  "Hello?!  Anyone there, HEY!  I'm not here to make trouble, I'm just visiting alright?!"
Something was nearby.  Spyro felt its breath in the air as he turned again feeling something slink past him, a sliver and a pale flash.  The dragon braced himself as the hissing grew, coming from behind him then to the side with such speed he kept turning in a circle.  Something dripped on his head.  Water?  No.  It was warm.
Before he could look up, the creature pounced him, hanging from the stone arch to swing down and grab him in a pair of beastly claws as they rolled through the dirt.  Spyro immediately blasted a flame from his throat to make the monster shriek, more startled than hurt but giving enough time for the dragon to kick its stomach and pull himself free.
	"G-GET OFFA ME YOU WEIRDO!"
Pushing each other apart, Spyro got his first look at the alien as it slithered on four feet.  Beige stone covered black scale, making it blend perfectly in the land as a reptilian creature from some otherworldly realm, apart from its pale underbelly and eyes of burning sharp fuchsia that left trails of energy with each shift of its head.
A long serpent tail swished from its back with a cruel blade glinting at the tip, the creature hissing with glee at its prey.  Every breath it made sparked with the same essence Spyro had seen from the portal he entered through, the fragments of the void spilling from its tongue with a growing hunger as its eyes changed to an amber trickle.  This creature had many names, one of which was “Pinnacle”.  But Spyro would never know any of these names.
	"Guess you don't wanna be a pal," Spyro snorted stretching his feet, "you must be real lonely out here with nobody to mess with."
The creature chittered an odd sound that vaguely resembled some language, clicking its teeth when its eyes shifted the "colour" of its energy, a dark green mist with a cock of its head.
	"Soooo...did you kill that thing?" Spyro looked at the skull.  "You the only one here or what?"
The monster shifted to a pleasant blue as it smiled weirdly, stepping closer towards the dragon who tensed his claws at the strange scent the beast emitted.  Like a grave filled with acid.
	"Alright, let's do this."  The dragon lowered his head.  "You wanna take me on, you better not miss!"
With a snarling shriek the alien came charging, eyes blasting a sharp crimson tear when it leapt off the skull and Spyro dodgerolled to the left.  Shooting a hard flame he burned the side of the beast, but it barely staggered from the fire as it lashed its tail across Spyro's face, blood dripping down his cheek as he waited for the next attack.
Diving towards the dragon, the hunter grabbed his throat and dragged him across the dirt scraping his wings.  Spyro kicked and struggled slamming his feet in the monster's jaw to break free before shooting another flame that barely singed its stony carapace.  When the alien reared back with a hammerfist from its front claws, the dragon slammed his head into the creature's stomach to make it rear back further and almost topple.
But Spyro was too cocky, as always was his downfall when he tried to jump on top of the alien.  He had forgotten about the tail that slashed at his stomach and cut open his scales with a sliver of red to make him gasp, before the long appendage wrapped dexterous round his throat and lifted him up high like he was hanging from a noose.
	"HRRRKH, H-HRRRKH, A--a-aaaURHHHKH!"
	"W E I R D O ."
The creature spoke with a voice like a broken radio.
	"B E .  F R I E N D S ."
	"A-A-AARRHHKHHH-HRRRKH!"
The young drake was slammed into the earth then bashed against the giant skull, the powerful tail whipping his body like a ragdoll thrice before he was too stunned to even move.  Forced on his belly with the tail still round his throat, he felt the beast lift his own tail to expose his sweet purple pucker, clenching nervous with every breath the beast allowed him to have.
	"Wh-what...wh-wh-what are you-HRRRKH, d-doing you freak?!"
	"F R I E N D S .  T A K E .  M E ."
	"Wha-...what?!"
Spyro did not understand, nor anyone could as he felt something press against his rear.  Something hard and strangely heated, an oddly familiar sensation to him and knowing full well what it was as he struggled to look back.  But the monster tightened its grip around his neck, strangling him until he felt the scales crushing in his throat when the creature shoved its swollen, reptilian, gorged shaft into the dragon's rear.
	"A-AAAAARRGH-HRRRKH, G-GAAAH!  S-STOP, STOP IT, G-GET OFF ME!"
	"S T O P .  S S S S T O P ."
The alien's voice seemed to mock him, a trickling rasp of static that burned in Spyro's brain as he felt his ass gaping wide with a vicious thrust.  With savage strength the creature gave no mercy as it raped the dragon, punching its entire length inside like a deep blade that ripped into his anal walls, tore against the folds and caused them to split with a heady rich froth of red soon trickling out of him.
The dragon shuddered with tears in his eyes, scraping his claws on the dirt as he felt the brutal pounding slaps of the stony hips that soon welted his cheeks.  He was allowed to breathe, but only just to keep him alive as his tongue began to bloat, hanging from his jaw with gurgling sobs and a shivering head with every vein in his body clenching.
His cries barely echoed across the deathly wastes, strangled in his throat as the monster pumped its entire length with reckless abandon, stretching him wider as the blood ran more freely with his backlegs trembling in pain.  The muscles started to wear away from the sawing thrusts of the creature, its head pressing against the back of his neck.
	"Ha-aaargh, a-aaagh!  G-guh, p-please...please s-stop, s-stop I-i'll do what you want, s-stop it PLEASE!"
	"P L E A S E .  Y E S ."
The monster was uncaring, its eyes shifting from red back to a flaming purple, a pleasureful sound emanating from its static voice as it started preing in his victim.  Spyro groaned with a panting wince, closing his eyes and trying to put himself back in a happier place mentally, the shunting rape of his ass tearing it wider to a bloody ring that smothered the creature's cock a luscious crimson mixed with its pre.
The filling sensation of a warm liquid became more and more unseemly, trickling into his belly and making Spyro feel more violated and dirty with every slap of the creature's hips turning louder.  The jaws of the monster snapped onto Spyro's shoulder, firm dominant bites that made him submit easier through the pain.
It was a struggle he had rarely felt, a desperate heave of his body trying to fight against the powerful beast that slammed with such force into his ass that his back legs gave out.  Spyro crumpled to the ground as the tail kept choking him, sapping his strength with the barest of breaths permitted to him.  Then the alien shrieked with a powerful cry, resonating through the wastes as he came with an explosive blast into the dragon's rear.
Shuddering with gasping tears, Spyro submitted beneath the full weight of the monster breeding him, his belly filled up to the brim with plentiful alien semen dripping down between his haunches as he wept with a deepening pain turning thick and hot inside his stomach.  The sound of cum drooling between his legs filled his ears next to the slathering hiss of the creature, its voice rumbling through its fangs and into Spyro's neck.
	"A-aaaagh...haaaah...a-are you...done yet?"
He winced hoping the beast was, the jaws releasing his shoulder as the tail started to loosen from his throat.  But the monster was not done, seeing its prey weakened and no longer fighting gave it another idea.  It walked back towards the dragon's legs, its cock swinging out between its legs as a bulbous pink shaft now drooling of a long line of jizz from Spyro's battered and bruised rump looking more red than purple.
Before the dragon could think of escaping, he felt the jaws of the beast suck on his tail whilst grabbing the rear legs of its new meal.  He tried to kick instinctively, but his strength had been sapped too much, and soon he felt his feet being pulled inside the alien's stretching maw.
	"N-no, NO HEY G-GET OFF, GET OFFA ME!"
His soft purple paws were soon caught inside the creature's teeth, looking behind himself to watch the monster widen its mouth to a horrendous degree like some amorphous snake.  Powerful muscles inside its throat pulled him suddenly backwards, his front claws digging into the dirt with little purchase as he felt the slimy trench of the alien's throat expand and tighten around his legs.
The dragon's cries turned louder and more frantic as he slipped back further and further, his legs filling out the alien's throat that soon consumed his thighs, its tongue flickering across his ruined hole and suckling around the rim of Spyro's bleeding pucker.  His sobbing grew as he couldn't pull himself free, the jaws of the monster reaching up to his belly with a damp drooling heat.
	"NO, N-NOOO STOP IT, L-LEMME GO, LEMME GO PLEASE, I DON'T WANNA GET EATEN!"
But the alien grinned at its pleading prey, the screams of desperation arousing its hunger more as Spyro felt his paws dip into its stomach.  Savage teeth hooked into his belly, the dragon twisting his body and stretching his wings as best he could to force himself free from the alien's grip.  But it wasn't enough, the creature grabbing the drake's wings and forcing them closed to shove them in its gullet.
Once half of his body was inside, Spyro felt the monster lift its head up to swallow him faster, the sky of blackish-red sinking him to despair in his last moments seeing the outside world.  Scrabbling front paws pushed against the alien's chin, but it was all for naught.  The dragon saw the monstrous teeth close in front of him as he slipped down into his prison, darkness consuming him fully with one deafening gulp.
	"NOOO, A-AAAAGH L-LET ME OUT, DON'T, I-I GOTTA GET BACK!"
The light of the Professor's watch lit up the darkness within the beastly stomach, a pale blue gleam across the gurgling walls and thickening pool of acid.  From outside, one could see the creature's belly had bloated to a wondrous bulge, a Spyro-shaped mass kicking and screaming from within.  Sometimes one could see his face pushing out against the flesh, the beast rolling onto its back and savouring the sight of its prey.
	"I CAN'T, I-I CAN'T, N-NO, PLEASE LEMME OUT, LEMME OUT YOU FREAK!"
	"P L E A S S S S E ."
The alien licked its lips in satisfaction, a belch escaping its throat that sucked the air from its stomach.  Spyro suffocated harder, screaming as he clawed against the fleshy wall but it was no use.  The bubbling juices of the acid pool began to thicken around his feet, simmering with infernal heat that smothered his scales and started eating away at his flesh.
His panic rose higher along with his voice, shrieking and sputtering with the oxygen disappearing from the stomach with each new burp the monster made from Spyro's struggling fits.  The dragon hyperventilated, his chest rising faster with heaving lungs as the pain started to sink in.  The acid stripped his scales, peeled them from his muscles that would soon wither and snap like brittle twigs much to his anguish.
	"N-NOO, NOOOO, AAAAAAAGH!  S-SOMEONE, PLEASE, M-MAKE IT STOP, I DON'T WANNA DIE, I DON'T WANNA DIE, PLEAAAASE!"
But the monster grinned to itself at his victim's screams, relishing the sight of Spyro's face pushing against the folds of his stomach, bloated and beautifully full with suffering.  The dragon's legs began to melt, watching himself ebbing away as first the muscle, then the bone would peel away and shrivel to dust, his writhing struggles becoming less as he lost his limbs one by one.
Desperate sobs filled his ears as the acid thickened on his flesh, bubbling over his chest and seeping down into the cores of his being.  He felt his veins start burning, tears streaming down his cheek as Spyro gave one last scream.  His arms fell apart like wet paper, bleeding out into the acid pit before he finally slumped when it burned deep into his heart that sizzled like meat on the grill.
His blood bubbled out in pops, his head fell back and everything went black.  His eyes popped and melted out in white slivers next to his blood, his heart doing the same deflating before it split into fleshy fragments, his skull crackling apart and his brain boiling until it severed in half and dribbled into a watery grey gruel from unravelling its wrinkly parts.
	"S T O P ."  The creature smiled with relief.  "S T O P .  S T O P ."
Its voice started to change with less of a static shift, crackling murmurs in its throat as the dragon's blood seeped inside its form.  Rolling itself back on all fours, the creature felt a shifting of the DNA inside it, an odd experience that most creatures could not comprehend.  It felt like its blood was singing, a soft vibrato through all of its limbs and through its heart with a surge of energy.
Small bumps formed upon its back, that slowly sprouted to become wings with a vicious crack of its scales and a violent snap.  Not especially large, but surprisingly powerful with a dark leathery membrane between the folds.  Horns twisted out of its head in a creaking shudder, its skull forcing two protrusions free that spiralled upwards to make it resemble more of a dragon.  Its voice continued to inflect, changing more and more to sound familiar.
	"S S S T O P .  S T O P .  S s s s t o p .  Sssstop...stop.  Stop.  Hhhheh."
Spyro's voice dripped from his tongue as the creature cricked its neck.
	"Please...sssstop.  Weirdo."
The data-gathering was complete.  The dragon's essence had now become lost, forever inside of the monster's own.  Not his DNA, not his flesh, but the life essence itself, every trace of the purple hero erased both in life and the beyond, except for one thing the alien felt.  It suddenly horked up a small silver thing, an object inorganic that it had no interest in digesting.  It was the Professor's watch, still glowing with a countdown to when it would have teleported the dragon back.
	"Must be lonely...with nobody, to, mess, with."
The creature slipped the device on his wrist and watched it tick down.
	"Let's...do, this."
His smile grew awaiting for the portal to reopen.  A new world, with new subjects to harvest, within the hour of reckoning.