>>14345260There was a sudden feeling of dread in her stomach, but she waved it away. It was probably nothing. The not-unpleasant smell of Goodra slime was calming to her, and she smiled wide. The Goodra smiled as well, his tongue lolling out even further, stretching and writhing around as it hung from his snout.
"G-Goodra?" she asked, her voice faint.
Taking this as his cue, Goodra stepped forward again, gently licking along her face and taking the girl's body into his arms. She was only eighteen, still a growing woman, and not even Gnonymous had touched her like this. The Goodra's tongue retreated back into his mouth, before he reached his long neck in to touch his lips to hers. She closed her eyes. The kiss filled her mouth with goo which warmed her mouth and throat and she swooned, going limp in Goodra's embrace. She nearly couldn't breathe until Goodra pulled away, snaking the tongue out of her and leaving her breathless. She didn't realize her mouth and lips were already numbed. She could not make a sound.
Goodra gently laid her stunned form on the ground licking his lips and looking over her body hungrily, before he began to tear and rip her clothes off. There were tearing noises, but also wet squelshes, as the denim of her jeans was dissolved and absorbed by the dragon.
(To be continued)
