Yet another odd idea, this one involves a massive Macro for the setting ...<br/><br/>The era is around the 12-1400's where castles and knights roam the lands, and powerful magic is at work ... In a forest sheltered from light a faint warm glow issues out in the almost perpetual night calling forth tired travelers to this place of refuge. As one nears the sound of heavy almost sleep state breathing rustles the leaves and seemingly from nowhere a massive dragon, bigger than a five story apartment complex is resting there, wings opened to form shelter from the falling rain.<br/><br/>The black dragon blends in with the backdrop and seems to be unmoving, the tail is raised up over some trees behind it and the head curls under one wing, with the mouth open wide. Odd sounds issue from the mouth like a harp playing, and the sound of other people enjoying good drink and food. Hanging from two teeth is a sign reading "Dragon Maw's Tavern : good food and drink" the mouth seems held open and a soft sweet summer's breeze of breath issues from it ... this couldn't be a real live dragon though, could it?<br/><br/>As one steps over the teeth and onto the soft damp enterance a 'door' opens in the back of the mouth and the sound grows more. Walking down the cordor, taller furs needing to duck (neck is about 7 feet high for walking) one passage way is blocked off, and a slight oder issues from it that is unpleasent, the other passage is dryer, and warmer, and leeds to where the sweet scent, and music, is coming from. Once one leaves the enterance way the place opens to a full two story bar able to handle at least 50 people, maybe more. Drinks flow from behind the counter and a lively man serves guests with two assistants, both showing a little cheek in their short skirts.<br/><br/>One is a feline, non descript black house cat really. She has a large set of breasts that seem ready to bust a button on her low cut sleeveless top and a skirt that shows a bit of cheek when she leans over to get a glass from the table. The other was a bovine, a cow to be exact, with black markings on her exposed back she wore no top at all but had a dress to cover her udder and hips, with a hole in back for her tail. The bovine was almost non anthro, with just her hands and a little bit of face being so. The man behind the bar was a wolf clear as the forest was thick. He wore a regal purple usually reserved for kings and he had a round look to him that says he may enjoy a little too much of food, or maybe some thing else all together. His dark grey coat was fading in a couple of spots showing him to be older than first look and pegging him around 40. From the back area, where the smell of food came from, a little mousey man ran about prepairing the orders and ringing a bell when each was done. He was a normal white mouse except he had 8 tails which he seemed to use as extra hands while cooking.<br/><br/>Tables were set up around the room and at each was three or four chairs. In the center was a larger set of tables for taller or wider patrons. A stair way went up on either side to the upper level which seems build into the walls of this cavity. A warmth radiated from the surounding walls and the faint rythum, like a base drum behind the music, sounds out of a heart beating, this is a living dragon...<br/><br/>A sign near the enterance/exit mentions an Inn around the other side the "Dragon's Tail Inn" ...<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>As a person aproaches the raised tail a large sign delicately, and descretely, hangs from the tail covering the anal opening from view and reading "Dragon's Tail Inn : Please leave metal with man under left wing". Below it a slight hint of pink flesh shows on either side of a set of large double doors extending about 12 feet wide and 10 feet high in a frame of solid and smooth dragon scale, taken during molting. A second sign just inside says "Closed during mating season" but it was not mating season so there was no need to worry about such things. The walls had a damp quality as well as being soft and spongey. Up a little ways more, about 14 feet inside this tunnle, a ferret stood at a desk to greet guests, and take any foot wear they had on. Shoes were not permitted past that point.<br/><br/>Just past him was the cervix, which would be closed until he pressed a spot behind his desk that opened it for some one to go in, or it would open on it's own when some one was leaving. Soft glowing light issued from the warm walls. Before he opened the door to the rooms the feret would ask some of the guests "If you would like a little more personal attention I could arange for one of our girls to keep you for the night" at which several large female anthros would bow, each one was nearly nude and most were bovines or equestians but a few were small dragons, and two were small rocs. There was one feline, and a large rabit as well, about 20 girls in all. If one did not want their company, or had his or her own companion for such things, the womb beyond was made into the folds of the walls around there. Each room was different size depending on the size of the guest staying there. The bed space was a small opening where one would slip between the lining and be held withing the warm soft embrace with the gentle rythmic heart beat to lul one to sleep.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Basic anatomy : As mentioned above most of it is traditional anatomy, however I want to make clear that the tavern is not in the stomach, it's in an internal egg pouch. This egg pouch is a sack, like a kangaroo has, except it's inside the body. A female after laying eggs would swallow them into this pouch where they would be safe until they hatched... Anyway would anyone care to give this one a shot?