Cyril feels the melting of the ice he blew on Spyro in his mouth he drank the water and got a wicked idea. He spits the purple dragon back out. Spyro shivers on his whole body from the cold.
“WwwWwhy?” Spyro manages to ask.
“Because you are a tasty meal.” Cyril answers. “I wanted that for years, but for some reasons we needed you to defeat Malefor. Now him out of the way you can finally satisfy me.”
“The other will stop you.”
“Ignitus tied, after I mentioned what I want to to with you. I shitted his remains out days ago.”
Spyro stares in disbelieve. “You ate him?”
“Yes I did. Now hold still.” With one paw Cyril presses Spyro on the ground. Spyro ties to fight but is was no use. Carefully Cyril sprays ice on the little dragon. Layer over layer of ice buries Spyro. After he is satisfy with the front, he turns Spyro and repeats it by the back. He scratches irregularities from the ice with his claws. In the end Cyril stored Spyro in a cylindrical ice tube. He brings it close to his face. He has a big smile on his face. Spyro can't move at all except his eyes. He is conscious. His eyes fly from on side to the other in fear his mouth half open. He could also hear Cyril when he speaks.
“This will be fun. Hehe“
Cyril brings the Spyro-ice-dildo to...
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