The jungle was always noisy. Dinosaur Planet was not a place one visited for a quiet getaway, especially since evil won the planet and subjugated the beasts and residents to their will. Krystal was used to the noise of dinos and more suffocating the environment, and for once she was grateful for the cover it gave her. The blue-furred fox raced through the jungle as fast as her legs would carry her, tail whipping about behind her for balance. She was clad in nothing more than a simple toga of sorts, maintaining her decency but only just. Her old attire had long-since been digested away in the belly of some dinosaur or another.

No more, she resolved, would Krystal be subjected to the torment given by her captors. She endured the raping and devouring time and again. Stewing away in a gurgling gut for hours, sometimes days at a time, before expiring and being summarily revived by the sorcery that her captors possessed. She was nothing to them but a toy, to be used, abused, and eaten, time and again. Her and her children suffered for months. Until one occasion, where the magic was not used to restore Krystal’s offspring.

She had nothing to lose, now.

Krystal wiped sweat beading against her forehead, ears flicking at every foreign noise in fear that she’d been found. Her plot to escape the dungeons had gone off more-or-less without a hitch, but that was only the first requirement in escaping her terrible fate permanently. Nowhere on Dinosaur Planet was safe for her anymore. Krystal had to get off-planet as soon as she could, and return only when she had strength in numbers and force to re-take it. There was so much to do, but first she had to actually escape. She was being hunted, and not just by those she’d fled from. Dinosaur Planet was a dangerous place to be alone in a wide, expansive jungle, as many creatures would be more than happy to feast on the fleeing vixen, no matter how good her intentions were to actually save them from the cruel fates of evil.

Krystal slowed down and paused, leaning her back against a large tree. She’d been booking it for the better part of an hour, to put as much distance between herself and the dungeon as possible. A possible point of escape was still a day’s journey away, and she knew she had to pace herself if she wanted to make it there in one piece. She didn’t bother staying quiet, as the ruckus all about her was more than enough to cover her panting and more. She wiped her brow again and looked around to be extra cautious, and didn’t see anything out of the ordinary: Just the greens of the jungle for as far as the eye could see. Despite her senses telling her everything was fine, however, Krystal’s fur stood on end. Something felt off, though she couldn’t pinpoint exactly what. After a brief break she started off at a jog again, ignoring the worry she felt and trying to press on.

That instinctive doubt came to fruition not five minutes later, when the ground beneath Krystal’s naked paws began to quiver. The slow, steady rhythm of heavy steps was very familiar to the vixen, and with the quaking growing in intensity she moved to hide behind some nearby foliage. Krystal tried lowering her breathing, knowing that something big was roaming about. She hoped that it was a wild dinosaur, not one of her pursuers, off to hunt some unfortunate smaller creature. When she turned to leave after waiting, crouched, several minutes, she came face to face with exactly what was causing the commotion. Krystal had been half-right: A large, feral dinosaur was indeed on the hunt.

But the fatigued fox was, in fact, the one being hunted!

Krystal froze, staring into the staring reptilian eye of the sharp-toothed monstrosity before her. The creature was twice her size at least, with massive leathery wings folded up behind it, a large snout, and the typical color of dinosaurs roaming the land. She couldn’t identify this one as it stared right at her… and began to drool slightly, beads rolling down its chin and dribbling down to earth. With a yelp Krystal bolted form her hiding spot, heart pounding as she felt the quakes beneath pick up again. Muscles burned as she fled with all her might, knowing that she’d have to stay in the jungle so that the beast couldn’t take to the skies and hunt. If it could do that, her fleeing was futile.

Unfortunately for Krystal, the dinosaur seemed quick on its feet as well. Large stomping claws trampled the earth below, crushing whatever plant life got in its way. Every step drew him closer and closer to the fleeing fox, Krystal's blue fur making her stick out like a sore thumb against the mostly-green jungle environment. A branch tore a rip through Krystal’s clothing and slowed her down, but only and instant. She felt the wind on her tail when the beast leaned forward, its wide reptile tail upraised for balance, and took a snap at it. A few hairs might’ve been snagged off the ragged-looking tail and Krystal yiped in panic. Krystal ran for her life, in the literal sense, as the sorcery used to revive her before would not be present in the belly of a feral beast. If she was caught, that would be the end of her, for good.

Krystal spied a small cave bunched up against a tall hill ahead. It was big enough for her, but no way the dinosaur chasing her could fit. Furrowing her brow, Krystal bolted right for the entrance, diving headfirst into it when she was close enough. Her form slipped right into the entrance as she scraped her arms and legs across the rough cave floor. She ignored the pain and started putting one arm in front of the other, trying to crawl as far away from the entrance as she could. She felt she’d escaped the reach of the dinosaur chasing her when she felt sharp teeth clamp down around the tip of her tail. “Ack! No!” she yelled, the vixen struggling in place as the dinosaur had her anchored but good. Her heart thudded in her ears when she was forcefully ripped from the small cave and torn into the air, the dinosaur shaking its head back and forth and fling the shrieking vixen this way and that Krystal was let go after one toss and sent her careening back towards that hill, and after impact she collapsed in a heap near the cave that was meant to be her salvation.

“Uhhn…” Krystal groaned, the world spinning as she was sniffed over. The loud snuffles of the hungry beast that captured her didn’t escape her notice, and her vision cleared with a few blinks of her eyes. “No… no!” she wailed, just as the jaws, lips lined with razor-sharp teeth, came down on her. She cringed but didn’t feel their sting, instead hearing a rip as what little clothing she had was torn from her body. The dinosaur tried to eat at what it thought was the first part of a meal, only to let it casually drop away from him in a fit of disgusted. Its head turned to face the cowering, trapped vixen, Krystal’s lower lip trembling at the size of the beast that was eyeing her over. The dinosaur leaned down and extended its thick, drool-coated tongue, lapping it languidly over the now-exposed belly and chest of the naked fox. Krystal groaned and tried to put her paws up against the snout to push it back, but the creature was simply too strong. Too hungry, too, she realized with horror, hearing the stomach of the beast grumble loudly. She gawked lamely further south, between the large legs of the feral dino: A thick, bobbing member was at half-mast and growing, the beast having caught her feminine scent and was visually feasting on her naked body, legs having been spread from the taste test. “D-don’t you dare…” Krystal mumbled, trying to scoot backwards.

The dinosaur let her go but a few inches before roaring in her face, exposing its wide, dripping maw and throat to the vixen. Krystal shivered and froze, the dinosaur’s shaft audibly-twitching in the humid jungle eat, fully-erect. The dinosaur followed up with a guttural growl, snagging Krystal by her arms and tossing her about. She squealed and ended up face planting against a jungle shrub, feeling her rump nudged against by the large dinosaur’s snout. It scented her once more, and drew its tongue across her presented rear end, pressing the tail aside. The dinosaur found what it was seeking: Krystal’s womanhood nestled between blue-furred cheeks. Krystal knew what was coming but still let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding, when the tip of the horny dino’s shaft invaded her nethers. Her walls obediently spread for him, the dino’s growling growing in intensity as it started to fuck the captive vixen proper. Krystal’s arms lay splayed by her sides, breasts compressed to the ground, as the dinosaur beast rutted her. She cringed and tried to crawl away on several occasions, only for the dinosaur’s jaws to snap threateningly near her head. Whimpering, she froze, chin to the ground, butt in the air, tail limp and to the side as a dino dick pounded her mercilessly.

Krystal was stuck in that position for several minutes, her midsection bulging out with every hump from the large feral dino. The beast’s pace quickened after Krystal felt gobs of pre building up inside her, running down her legs, her captor having as much pleasure with her as so many others before. Though she dreaded the hot drool that drizzled out of its mouth the most, it pooling at the base of her neck with the dino stealing occasional long licks from her. Krystal was going to be a one-time fuck toy, before becoming nothing more than a dinosaur’s meal. And unlike all the times prior, there would be no coming back.

“Help… S-someone… help me…” Krystal mumbled against the dirt, at this point even willing to go back to her dungeon. It was far better than oblivion, becoming nothing more than dino fat and dino dung, never to breathe or live again. Her heart stopped when the dinosaur, whose grunts and humps reached a fever pitch, stopped. It was buried as far into her as it could go, and its cock throbbed wildly. Krystal gagged as the cum emitted from the cock bloated her out instantly, making her belly sag some as excess spilled out from between its cock and her pussy lips, making a mess on the jungle floor. All-too-quickly, the dinosaur, more hungry than horny now that it’d orgasmed properly, pulled free from her. A bit of relief was felt from the pressure, sagging stomach thinning out some as she was uncorked with excess seed pouring out. She wasn’t long for this world, and she knew it.

Krystal winced, slowly turning around to sit on the ground. Her tail lay limp among the filth, her legs still splayed, nude form shaking before the looming, hungry monster that was eyeing her up for dinner. “P-please… P-p-please let me go!” Krystal tried, in both the common language and that of Dinosaur Planet. The hungry beast took a step forward, long thin lines of slobber still pouring from its slowly-opening jaws. Krystal held up a shaking paw in front of her face, a last feeble defense. “D-don’t eat me… Don’t eat me!!!” The loud wail, if anything, only spurred the dino onward. It took another quaking step forward, planting a talon next to the vixen, and lunged its head straight down. The ear-piercing squeal from Krystal was silenced as saliva-drenched lips sealed around her midriff, trapping her arms to her sides and pressing a cheek against the thick, unyielding tongue. “Hlllllp!”

The dinosaur growled around its meal, slowly lifting Krystal up off the ground. Her arms, devoured up to her elbows, flexed back and forth uselessly. When she no longer felt the earth beneath her, she kicked and flailed her tail about in pure terror. The dinosaur rubbed its tongue up against the vixen’s face and chest, sliding it between mounds and soaking in her unkempt flavor. Muffled shrieks and cries continued pouring from the maw, until the dinosaur tossed its head up and snapped its jaws forward, a GLP sounding out as Krystal’s head was swallowed. She continued to protest but all sounds were cut off from the outside world, nothing but Krystal’s legs, tail, butt, and cum-dripping snatch all that was visible on the outside. The dinosaur didn’t spend a whole lot of time soaking in her flavor, its feral nature driving him to eat more than taste and sample, but the rarity of vixen did give him pause to consider. Krystal groaned and tried struggling more, though she only seemed to manage to coat herself in additional layers of heated dino drool instead, arms stuck to her sides in more ways than one. The dinosaur shook its head to and fro, and Krystal felt her backside and beyond get flung this way and that. She just barely remained conscious in the pitch-black confines of the throat, sinking deeper when the beast tossed its head up and opened wide. The vixen’s flailing legs pointed upward as her rump sank into the jaws proper, sharp teeth poking and prodding as jaws clenched on and around it. ULP! Her chest and torso flowed into the yawning esophagus next, the whimpering Krystal knowing it was useless to struggle, having been through this too many times to count.

The dinosaur drooled more and shook its head slightly. Its tongue gathered up near the edge of its maw and lapped up between Krystal’s legs, matting down all the fur on and around her hips and thighs flat against vixen flesh. Krystal’s whimpering grew into full-blown panic when, after another GLUP, her head was forced into the already-active dino belly. Her bulging outlines betrayed her curves down from the gut and up the scaly neck, as her hindpaws and tail flitted about outside the jaws. The dinosaur tossed its head once more, flaring its wings this time, as it clamped down around the entirety of Krystal by that point. It beat its wings once or twice, flicking its head back to finish off its cum-filled vixen meal. Krystal squealed only to herself when she felt her hindpaws and tail slither down the throat, a squelching GLURK ringing in her ears defining the moment she was swallowed whole. The dinosaur yawned its jaws wide open and ran its tongue over its teeth, clearing them of any fur left behind by the devoured vixen. The burbling groans from the belly was all that escaped, sound-wise, from the now-sagging dino stomach, Krystal’s voice not loud enough to penetrate the thick hide otherwise. The beast slowly rumbled off, scaly belly swaying in tow, as a crying Krystal was forced to bunch up against herself.

The digestive enzymes go to work immediately. Krystal hyperventilated, knowing this was the end. Her knees were up around her head with her tail ladled across her front, and her snout was parked right up at the dock. Painfully bent with arms stuck under her back, she vainly wriggled and yelled out for rescue. But it took mere moments for the sated feral’s stomach to become flooded with stomach acid, leaving Krystal to flounder in the masses of viscous fluid with the stomach walls incessantly pounding against her. Her end was described succinctly by the dino that ate her: OOORRRRUUUUP! Powerful churns rumbled from the many bulges of the beast’s underbelly as it went about its day after having been well-fed. Sleep would come only after its meal was fully processed, so it spent the day like any other, wandering the vast jungle that the creature called home. Krystal, with no more air and a belly full of acids to keep her company, digested swiftly in a stomach built upon eons of gurgling up much tougher prey. Formative bulges and outlines along the scaly gut transformed into much softer mush as the hours of the day ticked on, the dinosaur forgetting about the meal it enjoyed so thoroughly with the primitive brain focused instead on the next meal.

Before that, however, the dino craved sleep. The stomach had returned mostly to normal size, though there was a considerable build-up under its tail. A groan filled the air, and the dinosaur paused. On the spot, it lifted its tail up, and proceeded to dispose of whatever fecal remains withstood the digestive process. Mounds of dino dung tumbled to earth in a sloppy pile, squeezed from the dino and ridding himself of whatever Krystal had left behind. The dino tail flicked when it was done shitting out the remnants of the vixen, and wandered off. Left behind was nothing more than a few bone fragments and the occasional splotch of bleached fur, precious little remaining of the devoured fox.

Krystal’s escape attempt had failed utterly. She might have made it off Dinosaur Planet had her plan encompassed more than simply escaping the facility in which she was captured. General Scales knew full-well the dangers that lurked outside its dwelling, and hadn’t bothered sending a search party after the escaped, powerless Krystal. If word somehow got back to him about her fate, the General wouldn’t be phased in the slightest. But no-one knew what had happened out in the jungle that day, save for a mindless dinosaur that had the honor of being the last one to sample the supple flavors of Krystal the fox, who was now nothing more than a smattering of remains among a smelly pile of dino droppings out in a humid jungle.