"I am still Jaedon," you tell Becky, "just not the one you knew."

She continues to cry out to you, but you pay no mind to her. Your dragons parents look down at you with evil toothy grins. The dragoness reaches down and pats you on the head.

"That's a good boy!" she says, he compliment causing you to wag your scaly tail.

"We're not done yet, son," the male dragon says. "Now you have to digest her."

"I don't know if can do that," you reply, looking down at your squirming gut.

"Oh, I think you can, my boy," the dragoness repliess, extending a claw and tcikling your belly.

You can't help but laugh and fall onto your back, rolling around as she continues to tickle you. Your stomach speeds up its digestion of Becky by excreting acids at a rapid pace. Becky's screams become louder, but are overshadowed by your laughs.

After about 5 minutes the dragoness lets up and allows you to sit up. Your stomach has settled down quite a bit, only moving a little bit. The dragoness picks up and pats your back like you were a human baby, causing you to burp and release the last of the air in your stomach. Within the next two minutes, all movements within your stomach have ceased completely.

"There, now that wasn't so hard was it?" the male dragon asks.