Patreon Prompt 485

Prompt: A knight attempts to rescue a princess from a gluttonous and gassy dragon, but it turns out that she’s just as gluttonous and gassy… not to mention the two are already madly in love.

   Days spent trudging through the swamp had finally brought Sir Gancelot to the mouth of a massive cave. Catching a whiff of the noxious fumes drifting out of the entrance confirmed that he had found the right place. It was the very same smell that had afflicted the kingdom in the wake of the Swamp Dragon stealing their princess. Determined to save the fair maiden, Gancelot tightened the grip on his sword and entered the cave.

   Rather than coins or gems, Gancelot came upon a hoard of food in various states of decay. As disgusted as he was by the sight, he nonetheless took cover behind one of the mounds as he spotted something large moving nearby. Sure enough, peeking his head around the corner he spotted the bloated, murky green scaled dragon waddling his way through the cave with food clutched in his claws. Assuming that he had stumbled into the lair during the dragon’s meal time, Gancelot summoned his courage to face the vile creature.

   The knight was once again stopped as the dragon moved to the side to reveal the princess. Though she still had her elegant, golden locks, they were used to cradle her chubby face. Eagerly opening up her plump lips, she allowed the dragon to pour food down her thick throat; leaving several morsels of food to roll down her exposed, engorged breasts. As the princess chewed, the dragon eased her digestion by gently pressing his snout up against the massive, boulder-like belly that made up the majority of the princess’s immense body weight.

   In the midst of the dragon’s massage, the princess unleashed a reverberating fart that shook around her elephantine ass cheeks and echoed through the cave. Upon finishing her first mouthful of food, she let an equally powerful and rancid belch to prepare herself for the next serving. Before she could be given another helping, she and the dragon turned to see Sir Gancelot collapsed on the floor. Figuring that he had been knocked unconscious by the smell of her outbursts, the princess shrugged her shoulders and gestured for the dragon to come in closer. Giving him a small kiss to his snout, she thanked him again for saving her from her stuffy lifestyle and graciously welcomed another serving of rotten food to continue improving her new, slobby self.