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You sigh, contemplating that the universe seems to be coming up with more and more contrived ways of making you as fat as possible. It's the only choice you can be confident you'd live through, ironically enough. "Alright, you've convinced me. Where's this potion you mentioned?"
"Great!" The dragoness is visibly relieved by your agreement. "It's right through here, in the den area!"
The dragoness trundles off further into the cavern. A quadruped, she must stand at least three stories tall at the shoulder, and by the looks of things the cave must have been modified to fit her. You also notice that her heavy belly is swaying with each step, threatening to brush the ground each time. This is the first you've gotten a good look at her like this, but already you can see she must have quite the clutch of eggs to be that visibly pregnant. What have you gotten yourself into, you think?
You pick up all your extra you and waddle after the dragon. Almost as soon as you start walking, a wonderful smell touches your sensitive nostrils, a combination of cooking meats and various side dishes that tantalize you and quicken your pace. You quickly reach a huge doorway, and the dragon beacons you inside.
On the opposite side of the doorway was... not what you were expecting. It's still clearly a cave, of course, but it's also a sort of studio apartment designed for an occupant the size of a building, complete with kitchen, living room and separate bathroom, all rather comically oversized. The only thing missing is a bed, which you assume must be unnecessary given the massive pile of jewelery and finery off in one corner. You can't help but think this is all a bit strange.
"Over here, wolf!" the dragoness calls, waving you over with a claw. "This is the potion, here!"
You bounce over to a large cauldron in the center of the living room, which has been cleared of all furniture. The cauldron contains a deliciously sweet-smelling yellow liquid which seems to invite you to drink it. "Go ahead, drink it all down," the dragon bids you, "and I'll get the first course ready."
You flop unceremoniously over onto your stomach to get into place, and have to ask the dragon to push you forward to get your muzzle into the cauldron. As she shoves your butt forward and over top of your back, your face lands in the huge container and you swallow the liquid unconsciously.
Oh, wow!
You are suddenly consumed with a hunger unlike anything you've ever felt. It's not painful, but by all means it should be as you felt like you haven't eaten in months. You drink the whole cauldron's contents in less than a minute, and it does nothing to sate you. All you can do is cry out: "I'm so hungry! Get me something to eat, please!"
The dragoness rushes off to her kitchen, a smirk on her face knowing her plan is now in full swing and she will get her babysitter. As she walks back from the kitchen, balancing on her hind legs and holding a platter with the front, you spot what look like several whole roasted caribou...
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