He rested in a meadow, for carrying himself for long distances was difficult. He was blessed yet cursed with such a large member, for it was near impossible to mate but it had enabled him to do other things with it. It was able to streach to 'swallow' other creatures, willing or not, they went to the same area. The willing were brought back out and the not stayed in there for a while, but they all remained the same through it all. Those that liked it, wanted to have fun and who was He to say "no"?*<br/><br/>"Ohhh.......it feels good to rest my feet......" He layed back into the cool grass, it was knee high and would allow him to be slightly hidden.<br/><br/>He was a dragon-taur and it was hard to find easy places to rest, harder still to stay resting long enough to be happy without being 'happy'. Now and then an animal would wonder too close to the wrong area and would get 'trapped' for a while but would be released when the Dragon-taur woke up from the stimulation or the pleasure.