It was a crisp and breezy afternoon in the Autumn Plains. Things were, for the most part, peaceful and content across the whole land of Avalar, and Elora the faun was appreciating every minute of it. Ever since Ripto’s expulsion and subsequent recovery, Elora had nothing but time on her paws. She found herself taking long walks, either alone or with company, and just enjoying the lovely days. Today she was alone, clip-clopping down the dirt path among the multi-colored trees of fall and humming happily. When walking alone she let her mind wander, thinking of the past adventures, and wondering what Spyro and Sparx were up to. Butterflies fluttered and squirrels leapt through the trees… but Elora did pick up that there weren’t quite as many creatures milling about the forest as usual.

Where is everyone? she wondered after a while, ears pivoting about her head. There was little noise save for the breezes billowing through the trees. Usually this place is hopping! Huh. Elora leaned against a tree and folded her arms while flicking her tail. The winds picked up a little, carrying the sounds of footsteps of some kind in the distance. Elora glanced about curiously and swore she caught a flash of purple. The steps were deliberate and heavy, crunching through leaves and foliage without care. Elora pushed off the tree and fell into a jog, heading straight for the source of the footsteps. The breeze picked up and tousled her hair and leafy dress about, with the steps growing louder. Elora slowed her pace and squinted and caught sight of something definitely-purple. It didn’t quite look like the familiar dragon, but… “Spyro! Spyro, is that you?” Elora called, excitement brewing. Whatever it was paused, then changed direction to head right for the faun.

Elora’s eyes brimmed with curiosity as a creature most strange approached. It was obviously not Spyro, the creature being taller and much wider than her dragon friend. Purple doused most of what Elora considered to be a dinosaur’s body, with a beaming white underside to complement; red scales ran down her head and back, with a red saddle and pair of boots to match. The fat dino lumbered to Elora with heavy steams, a knowing grin stretched across scaly lips and eyes lowered in a studying gaze. Elora stood rooted to the spot as the yoshi finished her approach and stood idle not three feet from the faun. “Hello!” Elora greeted. “I almost forgot we get visitors from different lands. Haven’t had one in…” She paused, then shook her head. “Anyway, name’s Elora. Welcome to Avalar!”

Elora stood in awkward silence for a few seconds. All the dinosaur did was squint in her direction, a plump, thick tail slowly swaying behind her. The silence stretched to the point that when the yoshi spoke, the faun jerked in surprise. “Hello,” a deep feminine voice responded. “I’m Melonball. Thank you for the greeting, although I’ve been here for a few days now. This place has been good to me in the short time I’ve been here.”

Elora smiled. “Well, I’m glad! Had you shown up a month ago you’d probably get a bad impression of the place. What’s been your favorite part so far?”

“Oh, the varied amount of creatures, absolutely.” Melonball’s tail swayed with a longer gait with a yoshi paw rubbing along her stomach. “I can see myself coming back again and again. Though I can’t say I’ve met something quite like you so far. What are you?”

Elora turned her hips to her side, put a paw on her hip,  and flicked her tail with a giggle. “A faun!” With both paws to her sides, Elora looked inquisitively to the yoshi, missing out on the leer Melonball gave to her thick hips. “And just what you might be? Likewise I’ve never seen anything quite like you before.”

“A yoshi,” Melonball answered, distracted. The yoshi’s nostrils flared. “You smell good...” She took a step forward leaving Elora reeling from the rather forward comment.

“Oh, er… Thank you?” Elora stepped one hoof back, then another. She mimed a sniff of her own. “I er, guess you too!”

“I bet.” Melonball rubbed her paws together and soon loomed over Elora, the yoshi a head taller than the faun. She didn’t even stop when her soft, sagging stomach brushed Elora’s dress. Elora backpedaled to create some distance, nervously running a paw through her hair. “Say, I’m just famished. Been a long day and I haven’t found anyone yet today. So you can imagine how hungry I am.”

“Any… one?” Elora gasped. Melonball winked. “Wait! You’re not seriously–” UURP! “Agh, gross!” Melonball worked something around her mouth and spit it out against Elora’s dress. A slimy, drool-soaked piece of cloth rolled down Elora and splatted on the ground. Elora let out a little scream. “You’re eating us!”

“Sure am, Ms. Faun.” Melonball noisily slurped her lips as a hungry grumble escaped the sagging white underbelly. Elora’s eyes were wide as dinner plates.

“You’re a monster!”

“No, just hungry.” Elora scampered backwards and backed into a tree, the yoshi just watching with no end of amusement. “And I gotta say, you and those thighs of yours look scrumptious.”

“Ewww!” Elora sidled around the tree and didn’t take her eyes off Melonball. “You can’t just go around eating us! Get out of here! You’re no longer welcome in Avalar!” Melonball waddled forward with an intimidating flick of her tail, and leaned forward. Her stomach sagged and growled, tickling the ground in its wake. “O-oh jeez, you are serious! Oh those poor creatures...” Melonball laughed.

Melonball laughed. “Such a caring heart, but don’t worry. You’ll be joining them soon enough. Elora cringed as her flicking ears caught the slow slrrrrp, plp plop of saliva slathered over lips and dripping to the ground. “You can try and run if you like, but trust me: It won’t do you any good.”

“Like I’m going to lollygag and let you make a meal out of me!” Elora didn’t wait for a reply and took off in a desperate run, hooves pounding against the ground with arms pumping. Melonball tutted and let the faun sprint for a few seconds, before casually opening her jaws and flinging her well-worked yoshi tongue out after her. Elora stole a glance behind herself just in time to see the large frog-like organ fly towards her like a whip. “Oh god!” The tongue hooked right around Elora’s belly and yanked hard. Elora’s momentum carried arms and legs forward, the faun bouncing backwards on her butt. Her limbs limply flailed as she let out a stuttered scream, dragging to a stop with her body gently slapping against the soft yoshi belly. Melonball chuckled darkly with Elora pressing her paws pointlessly against the tongue. “Let me go!”

Melonball casually reached for the coiled faun and gripped to her sides with surprisingly-strong paws. Elora grunted and kicked against the dirt but her hooves were hanging in front and couldn’t get any angle to hit the yoshi. She changed tack and tried to peel the back of her head from the softly-growling belly she was mashed against, but was distracted when the coiled tongue unraveled and slithered across her head and face. She groaned in disgust with goopy dino drool clinging to her fur and hair, hearing Melonball smack her lips in delight. “Oh, you’re tasty.”

“No I’m not!” Elora fought futilely against the yoshi’s grip. Melonball held Elora’s arms tight and turned her around. Their eyes met with a sinister grin growing across Melonball’s lips, before the yoshi pressed Elora’s face into the doughy growling belly. “Mmff!!” Elora’s hooves pounded the ground as her tail flicked and flailed madly. The smell wasn’t too pleasant, but she could hear all-too-clearly the stomach bubbling away idly.

“Hear that?” Melonball purred as she let drool drip down over the faun. “That’s where many creatures here ended up, all to feed little ol’ Melonball.” The following laugh reverberated through Melonball and sent the belly jiggling. Elora was subjected to the jostles and sounds of the amusement rocking through the yoshi, making her whimper. “Not much left of them. But now, it’s your turn.” Melonball wrestled a struggling Elora upwards, keeping her pressed against the fat. Elora had to take deep breaths when she was peeled away from the gut, though her mine raced with panic. She tried kicking the ground again only to find her legs scissoring the air. “Mmm yes, work up a sweat. Baste your self in that lovely flavor of yours...”

“Shut up!” Elora half-exclaimed, half-whimpered, staring at the big yoshi’s snout. “Y-you can’t eat me!”

“Can and will.” Melonball went on to say more, but her gloating was interrupted with a loud grrrrrwwwllln from the belly. “Guess there’s no time like the present.” The yoshi let her lower jaw fall open, lips smacking noisily apart, leaving Elora with a front-row seat to the yoshi’s wide maw and fleshy gullet beyond.

“N-no, you can’t!” Elora managed to free her arms and thrust her paws up against the flabby yoshi cheeks. The arms visibly shuddered against the force as she leaned her head away from the smelly, dripping, cavernous yoshi maw. “You can’t eat me! Help! Hunter! Somebody!” Her scissoring hooves did strike Melonball a few times, but it was like kicking dough, ultimately harmless. The yoshi mouth widened further with Melonball leaning her head in, inching closer and closer to the protesting faun. Elora’s eyes were barely open, arms beginning to crumple under the force of the yoshi pressing inward.

“Ahhhh,” Melonball vocalized when her thick tongue slowly wormed outward. Elora tracked the bulbous tip until it vanished behind her, the slimy tongue sliding over one shoulder until she felt some the soft and mushy press into the back of her skull.

“Aiiiyeeee!!!!” Elora squealed as her arms gave and her head was pulled into the hungry mouth. The jaws squeezed shut with lips meeting at Elora’s neck, and Melonball reveled in the faun’s flavor. She squished the protesting head back and forth in the jaws while Elora pounded against the impervious body of the yoshi. Loud slurps and smacks filled the path and gloppy slobber poured down Elora’s dress. The yoshi’s tongue wormed out between scaly lips and wound itself around the faun’s shoulders. Elora caught a glimpse of sunlight when the saliva-coated lips parted noisily, but couldn’t react before the tongue yanked and dragged her chest into those jaws. As they closed she turned to face forward just in time to see the dark squelching throat yawn open before her. Elora’s muffled squeals died when Melonball took her first noisy GLRK of a swallow.

Melonball murred and fell backwards into a sitting position, butt squished to the ground with belly sagging out between her legs. She noisily chewed and tasted Elora for a few seconds before repeating the earlier process of sliding her tongue out and gathering more of the faun up to devour. The outlined bulge of the faun’s face sunk deeper with every subsequent GLK… ULP… GLORK! Elora whined in utter darkness with the esophagus pounding around her and squeezing her tightly downward, feeling Melonball’s tongue slipping further down to drag more of her in. Elora couldn’t make a sound through that thick yoshi hide, the world deaf to her plight as she was eaten alive.

Melonball allowed more saliva to flow about her meal and down the dress she wore. She reached the skimpy belly and was able to GLURP it inward with ease, forcing Elora’s whole chest and fidgeting arms down her throat. Elora’s hips – by far the largest part of the faun – now dangled inches from the smacking, slurping yoshi maw. Melonball made to grab for the kicking legs, eventually assisted by her own tongue to wrangle them up and force the upper thighs to press to Elora’s fluffy rear. The yoshi put an end to the pathetic protests, opening her jaws wider and hooking her tongue around the crooks of the faun’s legs. Elora screamed when she felt her thighs, legs, and hooves slither in under her own body, beating her lower belly to the gullet with a loud ULRK. Melonball’s jaws worked around a hefted-up faun rump in utter delight. “Mmmmrrr...” Melonball gummed greedily around Elora’s plump butt. The fluffy tail attached to it swayed and flailed without pattern or grace, Elora’s last desperate attempt of protest doing nothing but amusing the predator. Melonball’s cheeks expanded with the furry rear slowly sinking inward, several small glps and gluks pulling more of the faun down. Elora started to bunch up painfully against a tight stomach sphincter, her curvy bulk sagging out the yoshi’s neck and chest. Melonball was lost in the pleasant flavor, lustfully chewing around the faun's butt cheeks and using her paws to press and squeeze the juicy meat deeper. Sloppy drool matted down every inch of the creamy fur of Elora’s butt, it growing wetter and slimier for every inch it sunk into the yoshi’s plump cheeks.

Elora flailed her tail even as it too grew soggy. Her ass was squished and squeezed in every direction but out, it barely visible by this point. Melonball slid her tongue out under the faun one last time, guiding the thick red thing out to cup its bulbous tip against the bottom of Elora’s butt. A stiff yank and a loud slrrrrrrp was all she wrote for Elora, flailing tail flickering like a noodle as it too vanished into the ravenous yoshi jaws. Flecks of drool flickered out when Melonball’s lips sealed around Elora’s remains, hips and butt and legs crowding up in the mouth and stretching the yoshi’s cheeks to their limits. Loud sloshing chews rang out with Melonball savoring the thickest, juiciest part of the faun, leaving Elora to whimper and whine deep in the dinosaur’s bowels.

The faun’s fear grew as she felt more and more pressure against the loosening sphincter, almost thinking she’d be crushed with her butt bobbing closer to the throat. Her mind was going crazy between the pressure building and feeling the yoshi tongue swishing over every inch of her rear, pressing and slobbering over it. But then the pressure released and the entryway yielded! Melonball, drool stringing from the corners of her jaws, clenched her eyes and swallowed Elora whole with a massive GLURRRRRRRRRK! Wide faun hips bulged down a stretching throat as the rest of Elora poured into the burbling stomach. Melonball “Ahhh”’d with jaws hanging open as her stomach slorshed greatly to one side, then settled back, bulging out considerably with the bulk of the faun. Various imprints and bulges formed along the smooth soft surface, drool freely dripping down the extended tummy with Melonball panting in satisfaction. The yoshi tail lazily swayed across the ground as Melonball looked down to her sated belly. A lewd glrrrrn roared out. Elora, bundled up into a ball with her head against her hips, let out a shriek that didn’t escape the belly.

Melonball allowed herself a moment to compose herself, forcing out a wet burp and running a paw over her belly, before moving to stand. Elora groaned as stinging fluids sloshed about, the belly swinging however it may as the fattened yoshi rocked to her boots. “This place really is quite enjoyable,” Melonball said with another swipe of her tongue. Elora heard every word but could only scream in fright and disgust with a fresh wave of stinking stomach fluids rushing over her. Melonball fell into a slow, waddling pace, her tail upturned and betraying the sagging stomach ahead. She glanced about the lovely fall foliage in admiration, ignoring the forceful glorts and glrps from her belly. Elora could do anything but, feeling the bindings of her dress fizzle away in the strong acids, soon leaving her with no protection whatsoever from her digestive fate. Her voice grew hoarse as she continued to squeal and beg and shudder, fur starting to tingle as time ticked on.

The yoshi enjoyed the rest of the afternoon taking her lazy stroll through the Autumn Plains. Amid all the gurgles from her bloated stomach were also the pretty sounds of nature, and she was at peace. Elora was barely clinging to consciousness as another scrrrrnch-glort signified the belly walls tightening again. The yoshi’s stomach was mostly smooth, still sloshing to and fro to Melonball’s gait, and audibly digesting Elora all the while. “Can’t take… much… blrrlbr… more of this...” Elora wept. Her body was as tight against itself as it could go, with the stomach filled to the brim with acids she was burbling against as she spoke. “Help...” It wouldn’t be long before–

SCHLRRRRN… GURRRRGLE.

Melonball paused, puffed out her cheeks, then lowered her head forward as she let out a rancid OORRRRRRUUP of a belch. Her tongue fluttered as gobs of saliva, splotches of fur, and a tattered green dress all splattered to the ground. Her stomach still groaned quietly, with no more movement whatsoever felt within. She gave her flabby stomach a few firm pats. “I’d have to say you were the most scrumptious thing yet, sweetie.” Melonball wagged her tail in delight some before continuing with her amble. She eventually came to a rest near a still lake, the sun still shining but only just, some time later. The yoshi yawned wildly and stretched her arms and tail before thumping to the ground, rolling to her side and letting the sagging stomach pour out before her. The flabby white tummy gurgled and churned the night away, soothing the yoshi to sleep, with her paws pressed up against it and rubbing it subconsciously. Outside the occasional twitch of the stomach digesting Elora within, or the flick of a sated yoshi tail, Melonball remained still through the night.

The sun rose behind Melonball and it took a while for its light to rouse the yoshi. When she peeked her eyes open she yawned and smacked her lips, still reveling somewhat in Elora’s flavors. She rolled onto her back, hearing the blobbing of her stomach sway along for the ride. It sloshed around before settling, and Melonball worked her paws deep into the much softer flesh. “Mmmm...” A slow lick of lips accompanied the sway of a fatter tail as Melonball gently stretched her legs out and sloshed her stomach back and forth. When she eventually got to her feet she could feel the bottom portion of the soft fat gut grazing the ground. Elora had left several pounds on the big yoshi, hips, butt, belly and more all showing off their newfound weight. Melonball took a deep breath and sighed happily. “Time for another new day in this lovely place.” She turned her head and let a dry burp escape, then waddled away from the lake, wondering what other fascinating, delicious creatures she would encounter in Avalar.