Zinnedianne woke up, finding herself inside the fleshy nut of the demon mare. Quickly panicking, she thrashed, churning up the cum around her, and beat the walls of her new prison. "NO! LET ME OUT! PLEASE, WHAT'S HAPPENING?!" Her screams were little more than muffled moans from outside Clare... It actually felt like the dragoness was enjoying herself. She found herself in a pool of cum, the sticky liquid slowly soaking into her scales. She began to cry, as her flesh was bleached white, and she began to soften, sticking to the walls of her prison. She began to deform, melting down inside the hot and fleshy sack in which she'd been trapped. With a final, gurgling moan, she was a dragoness no more, and was simply a thick load of Horse cream for the hungry demoness.