In a certain glade, another dragon had just swallowed the last of his meal. He burped and patted his belly.<br/><br/>He thought<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td style="margin: 0;padding: 0;border: 0;"><div style=" background-color: #FFEBD5;color: #000000; -moz-border-radius: 16px; -webkit-border-radius: 16px; border: 1px solid #FFFFFF; padding: 4px;font-size: 1em;">  Ummm... that was most pleasant...  </div><img src="./images/think.gif"/></td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/>His meal responded<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td style="margin: 0;padding: 0;border: 0;"><div style=" background-color: #FFEBD5;color: #000000; -moz-border-radius: 16px; -webkit-border-radius: 16px; border: 1px solid #FFFFFF; padding: 4px;font-size: 1em;">  I'm glad you liked me. I just wish I could stay in here longer, it's lovely and warm... but the longer you have to digest me, the trickier it'll be recovering everything...  </div><img src="./images/think.gif"/></td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td style="margin: 0;padding: 0;border: 0;"><div style=" background-color: #FFEBD5;color: #000000; -moz-border-radius: 16px; -webkit-border-radius: 16px; border: 1px solid #FFFFFF; padding: 4px;font-size: 1em;">  Uhh... I hate this bit.  </div><img src="./images/think.gif"/></td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td style="margin: 0;padding: 0;border: 0;"><div style=" background-color: #FFEBD5;color: #000000; -moz-border-radius: 16px; -webkit-border-radius: 16px; border: 1px solid #FFFFFF; padding: 4px;font-size: 1em;">  Suck it up, TRS-chan, suck it up.  </div><img src="./images/think.gif"/></td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/>The red dragon chuckled.<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td style="margin: 0;padding: 0;border: 0;"><div style=" background-color: #FFEBD5;color: #000000; -moz-border-radius: 16px; -webkit-border-radius: 16px; border: 1px solid #FFFFFF; padding: 4px;font-size: 1em;">  That's exactly what I shouldn't be doing...  </div><img src="./images/think.gif"/></td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/>He opened his mouth, and gave a long, loud burp. A reddish mist emerged from between his jaws, and coalesced in front of him. It solidified as more and more mist joined it, until at last Kuroni was standing before him, exactly as she'd been before he mincing... well, not exactly, she'd lost about 20 pounds, and her figure, while still curvy, showed it.<br/><br/>She looked down at herself and said, "I... <cough> wish I could keep this shape..."<br/><br/>The dragon watching her said, "It does look good on you, but then most things do."<br/><br/>That got him a cuddle. "That's so sweet!"<br/><br/>"Yep. Ketchup, mayo, barbeque, nothing at all... they're all good. Oooff!" This last was because the tanuki ninja had poked him in the gut.<br/><br/>"You only have one thing on your mind..."<br/><br/>"Uh huh. You. And can anyone blame me?" That got him cuddled again.<br/><br/>"Well, time to balance accounts..." Kuroni reached down and pulled a big tub full of mince beef out of the backpack. She stuck her hand in and placed the other one on Andalun. She seemd to concentrate, and Andalun gritted his teeth. The level of meat in the box started to shrink, and Kuroni started to fill out.<br/><br/>Andalun couldn't help thinking.<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td style="margin: 0;padding: 0;border: 0;"><div style=" background-color: #FFEBD5;color: #000000; -moz-border-radius: 16px; -webkit-border-radius: 16px; border: 1px solid #FFFFFF; padding: 4px;font-size: 1em;">  Man. that itches!  </div><img src="./images/think.gif"/></td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/>"Almost done..." Kuroni replied, "Okay, I think everything's back where it belongs..." She closed the box.<br/><br/>Suddenly, Andalun noticed something. "Uh... not quite!" He reached out and tugged her furry ringtail. The reason he reached out and not down was because she was wearing it like a ponytail on the back of her head.<br/><br/>"Oops! Guess I got a little mixed up." The tail shrunk away and grew out in it's proper place. "Okay, my darling TRS-chan, lets pack up and get back. I think lunch time's over."<br/><br/>"But you didn't have anything!" He responded, frowning.<br/><br/>"I grabbed some of the bread and veggies as I evapourated. They were already partly broken down anyway." She held her paw across her mouth as she burped. "Don't worry, I left plenty for you."