[Rannor's digestion(Past)]: *Tia purred...well a draconic purr which sounded much like a pair of large rocks grinding together, as she felt Rannor's life being snuffed out by her mere existance overwhelming his. The effortless means by which she consumed him bringing her quite a bit of satisfaction all on its own. The halfborn elvish soup that he then became was swiftly churned and slurped up into her great backside, engorging her hind curve to great extent, as she arched her back in delight feeling her rear tighten up with the new mass. Just a deep guttural belch and a pat on her tush was all the praise she provided for his fate. After all, one does not often cherish their dinner in excess. Soon after this Tiavano would move to tending to her more active occupant. The remade pup.*<br/><br/>[Tiavano's chambers(Present)]: *The gilded dragoness stayed there, caressing Grezra in the hot bath, she at several times appeared to nearly swallow him but really she was just nuzzling his neck or tummy. When she was through, she sat him on a towel and stated*, "Be sure to dry off now, we'll be heading to the grooming room next, you require a fresh haircut, and I'm always in need of a nice scale polish, keeping these golden beauties lustrous is no easy task." *the wyrm stood from her bath and at the ring of a bell, two servants entered, a pair of Kobold girls, dressed in white and black servants garbs, between themselves they used poles attached to eachother with a huge towel to dry their master off, and then wrapped her in a white bath robe with light gold hued embroidery depicting flames. It took the lady little time to be ready thanks to the servants aid, an aid Grezra was not provided. She snapped her claws at the door stating*, "Chop chop now, show me some hustle, as she awaited, her bombastic curves presented in an over the shoulder look down at Grezra, it was here that he would realize exactly how much smaller he was than before, he barely reached her knees in height, and between those immense curves he was at minimum twenty times or more outclassed in sheer weight.*<br/><br/>*Tia lead her pet out of her room, the halls of the mansion being set in a red and gold carpet with cream walls and polished stone trim, more stone pillars could be seen worked in wherever possible, the weighty nature of the buildings occupants making the extra support beams quite necessary. The two moved into the plaza, the main hub of the manse, where all of the branching wings came together, with her own room at the top of the main crescent staircase, dead center in the middle of the whole mansion. The lady and her new pet however were making for the upper floors west wing a door just on the right marked 'grooming room' by a sign above it, within this room was essentially a private spa, and salon where four servants waited ready to receive them. Three worked on lady Tiavano, and one for Grezra, this was quite natural as she was just such a mass of dragoness, getting every scale of her body polished properly by brush, and cloth was quite a labor, but she seemed to enjoy the massage, for Grezra his barber got to work cutting his hair with comb and shears, they didn't have clippers even magical ones, so the classic method had to be utilized. Keeping his fur well trimmed and even leaving him a cute lil mustache like a Scottie dog would have. In the end his fur would appear sleek and shiny, and he'd feel a good deal cooler, both literally and figuratively, he was also treated with a rubbing of coconut oil, "keeps parasites like ticks and fleas out...plus it smells quite lovely and brings out a fine shine to you hairy folk...its not the same luster as scales...but it does make you quite lovely to handle...that soft and fluffy feeling is indeed quite nice", *Tia explained without needing to be questioned.*