Staring at Becky as she struggles, crying and screaming for you to let her go, you begin to feel a twinge of human regret for her and begin to relax your talons. Bt then the dragon side of your mind, the side that was rapidly gaining dominance the longer you lived in this form, surged forward and crushed all trace of the human side of your mind. Looking at Becky, you let out a low hungry growl and slowly lick her face with your tongue, causing her to scream even more as she realizes you're not going to let her go. You lift her up, towards your fang-lined maw, and let her see exactly where she is going to end up. Your licking becomes more urgent, letting the taste of her wash over your mouth, a prelude to the feast to come. You slowly move her forward, until her head is inside your mouth, and then push your head forward, until you feel her head at the back of your mouth. You pause for a moment, allowing her to savor the last sight she will see, and then push your head forward, while simultaneously lifting her up, pushing her head into you throat. Her screams instantly become muffled as your throat eagerly engulfs her head and upper body, and you let your tongue slide down underneath her shirt and then her bra, slowy feeling each breast, before suddenly flexing it's powerful muscles, ripping both her shirt and bra down the front, causing them to fall to the ground as your throat muscles began to lift her further off the ground and deeper into your gullet. She was still fighting hard, but it was futile now, her shoulders had already slipped into your throat, and her breasts were now in your mouth, your tongue winding against them, feeling each nipple harden, even though she must not want them to. Her taste was incredible, easily the greatest thing you have ever had, especially considering you hadn't eaten anything in nearly ten months. After thoroughly tasting each breast, your tongue slid further down to wind around her stomach and back, gripping her tightly and pulling back into your mouth, lifting about another two feet of her into your mouth and throat, her breasts entering your throat with a muffled pop, and making a visible bulge in your scales. Her struggles were becoming less vigorous, and the dragoness, who had until this point remained silent witness, spoke up, "With your next swallow, remember to gulp down some air, or she'll die before she reaches your stomach." With a slight nod, you acknowledge her instruction, and when you feel the next muscle wave building, you lift Becky's body with your tongue, and inhale a burst of air. You feel it travel down your throat and reach her head, and her struggles immediately resume, much to the amusement of the dragoness and you pleasure, since you certainly did not want this to end prematurely. As her lower body slid into your mouth, your tongue found and began to explore her lower regions. Her screams and struggles of terror began tochange to moans of pleasure, and you felt one of her arms wiggle it's way back up your throat to join your tongue. You fel you lips curl back from your teeth in a draconic smile, and you held onto her legs to keep her in your throat as you continued to pleasure her. Finally, she hit her peak and screamed in pleasure into the moist walls of your throat, while you murred in near identical pleasure at the flood of her own fluids flowing down your throat into your stomach, which began growling louder, eager for it's turn to experience Becky. With a mental sigh, you released your grip on her legs and withdrew your tongue. Enough of her body had entered your gullet that you could lift your head and let gravity start to help. You nod your head slighty and another foot of her long and delicious legs slid into your throat. As her legs slid into your throat, you felt her head pushing into your stomach, and her struggles starting to resume as her pleasure induced fog began to dissipate, and realization of where she was gripped her mind in it's ice cold fingers. However, by this point in time, it was useless to try to escape, and as she came to this conclusion, she gave up and simply let your body do what it knew to do. Slowly, you wrapped your tongue around her feet and pulled them into your mouth, winding your tongue around each toe playfully, then pulling them both to the back of your mouth. Pausing for a moment, you let her lay there, head in your stomach and the rest of her body making a well-shaped bulge in your throat. After a second or two, you closed your mouth, cutting off her feeling of the cool air outside your mouth, and then swallowed hard, sending her body down your throat to join her head. As she finished her journey, the bulge in your throat rapidly shrunk, replaced by a swelling bulge in your gut. As you contentedly laid down on your side, you began to hear noises coming from your bulging stomach. Craning your head closer, you realized that the noise was Becky crying and saying something. "Why, Jaedon? How could you do this to me?" Reaching into her mind, as well as gulping a mouthful of air so she can remain conscious, you put an image of yourself as a human, then showed your outline blurring and transforming into a dragon, with no trace of your humanity left to hinder you. You hear a new bout of crying and then Becky said, "I can't accept that. I know that there's something of you, deep down, you're still Jaedon."