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Predators luck(vore, soft vore)
This all a random story so go easy on me
Deep in the forest a small house laid asleep all was quiet in the home, from inside a young boy by the name of Cire wanted to leave his home. He was tired of being told what to do. Tired of being the youngest. Tired of always being treated badly. HE HAD ENOUGE! Cire had packed up all he could get in his back-pack, he grabbed his gray jacket he went to his window then unlocked it. He opened the window then climbed out, he did not stop he ran the grass beat ageinst his legs making them cold and wet. He had reached the forest, before he knew it Cire was trapped in a cage of trees the grass was tall and wet from dew he was miles away from his home but he could still see his house it srunck being thow he was miles and on top of a hill. He was still walking for quiet some time now his legs were starting to get tired he had to stop for awhile, he sate down by a tree then reached into his back-pack. "lets see?" he thought
Dragon of the night(vore, soft vore, dragon vore)
A small human village that stocked many wooden houses laid quietly in a calm mist of fog, All the village was at sleep many were comfortable in their beds asleep.
A young boy named Galen staid asleep as like all the others.
The boy opened his eyes slowly (he woke up) his body was warm from the covers on him in his bed, there was goop in his eyes he brought his hand up and wiped the goop from his eyes, he lifted his top half up from the covers, he scratched his head making his hair shaggy then he took his legs out from the covers, he stepped out of his bed, Galen looked over to a desk beside his bed. he reached down to his desk and opened a cabnet that had clear paper in it. he took out one page then placed it on the top of the desk he picked up pen from its jar then dipped the pen in the jar a few times. the black ink dripped from the tip, He began to creat a head then a long neck that curved then added a body that was just a blog then he added the legs t
Freinds with a blue dragonWarning: Soft, Safe, Non fatal vore
Athro's note: ok here is my first ever vore story it was a story I wrote when I was 12 years old it was story I think it was kinda basted in my life kinda with my sister and me my sister read this story and she liked it so hope you guys will rember I was only 12 when I wrote this.
In the hills from a village lived a great dragon it had blue scales and had golden underbelly and its spikes were green its horns were white and curved down its snout was curved circle its eyes were a sapphire white orange its wings were blue and yellow she was alone in her cave, she felt the wind blow it was a ice cold she had made a fire to keep her warm she looked out the side of her cave at the night sky that was a dark blue color and a white by the stars, she stood up and walked to the mouth of her cave she looked down at the forest above her she felt alone she never went to the village she knew the humans would be scared of her by her large size she was about the s
A freindship in need part 2
(counting vore story)
"that's a nice name," Timmy said
Alena the blue scaled dragon smiled at his comment Timmy stood up still in eye contact with Alena,
"I'll be going now," Timmy began to move then he stopped by the pain in his body.
"ouch," he said
"wait, let me heal you, your hurt," Alena said in a worried ton
Alena slowly lifed her head down and so close to him Timmy was now face to face with Alena's muzzled lips, he had fantasies like with that he would get that close to a dragon and now he is, Alena slowly opened her mouth he flet a blow of hot, warm air exhale right on him and warming him out of Alena's long line of fangs came her pink, red tounge that began to lick his face the saliva covered his face clining the cuts on his check Timmy had taken his shirt off for Alena to clean all his wounds he put his shirt back on he did not mind that the saliva was still wet on his skin it healed his wounds and it made the pain go away.
"thank so much,very much, thank you," Timmy
A loves bond(vore, dragon human love)
the next part for Cire and Kova
It has been some time now since Cire had met Kova at first he was frightend of her from when she actuly swallowed him whole but he had larned to mellow with it, Kova never brought any harm to him Cire had stayed with Kova for weeks now Cire didnt mind living with her exsept Kova would sometimes swallow him with out warning but Cire had become more trusted to Kova, there were sometimes Kova would turn into her human form Kova's human form was a beautful young girl with drak blue hair sometimes Cire would blush seeing her without clothing (Kova didnt have much human skills) she didnt really
know she was sopost to have clothing on, today Cire was walking into a townshop he had buyed some clothing for Kova for when she would turn human again he just hoped she did not fallow him here in her dragon form or even more embaresing in her human form,
but he had shoped quickly to get back to the forest "wounder were Kova is now?" he asked h
A good freindship vore
vore story image it like a anime
Deep in the forest a small 12 year old boy walked along the paths of the trees he whered a red shirt with short sleves and normal black pants the cold october air blew in whisoled brezz. The boy's name was Mike he was very childish all his life he always loved dragons he would read about dragons and watch movies no matter what he did it had something to do with dragons, He walked in a filed of tall grass the tall grass pracktikly over towered him since he was short, He looked up at the sky the sun was beging to set beyond the hills the sky was turning a orenge,yellow color.
"its getting late," Mike said to himslef
he knew he had to get home but he wanted to stay out more,after many hours the sky had become darker the dark blue skies had finaly came and the shinning stars dimanded across the skies.
what I see(vore dragon love drama)
I woke up in a cave. It was freezing cold and the stone floor chilled my skin, the only thing keeping me warm was my red jacket. The chilling air blew into the cave which gave me goosebumps on my skin, I scouted the cave and there I saw a large figure, I did not move an inch, at first all I could see was a blurred blue, the figure stood at least 28 feet tall.
The figure had to be something with blue scales then I let my eyes slowly gain focus and then looked. I wiped my eyes and I could make out a glimmering light, I could see a fire,
the figure raised up its head, my vision blurred again then what I could make out of my surroundings was now shaded a shining blue. I looked down to its feet, but I only saw a blue limb. I was not sure if this creature was trying to pin me down or when it was sleeping it just rested the limb on me, the limb on top of me was a dragon's arm holding me down, but it was not uncomfortable for me.
I could see two glowing blue eyes looki
Sister and Brother momentwarning: vore, transfomation, brother and sister vore
Mike was out cool sleeping on the couch he was very tired from a hard day at school.
His older sister Emma was coming into the room she was bord and had nothing to do and saw Mike sleeping "Mike," she said trying to wake Mike up Emma pushed on him and moved him around on the couch, "ummmmm," Mike mound not even waking up, Emma was so bord she hated being bord not even going on the computer or watching TV sounded fun,
"ahhhh, I'm so bord," Emma said
she sate down on the edge of the couch thinking of something to do she look at Mike and had some idea hatching in her head she got up then walked into her room, her room had a lot of posters and a book shelf with a TV she reached down under her bed and pulled out a suit case, she unlocked the suit case inside of it was bottles of potions she had created she got a bottle of her favorite one it was one that could turn her into a dragon but she wasn't going to use it at least not yet.
A Lucky SnackMark was out of the house's front door before dawn broke across the horizon. He followed the steadily brightening light of the rising sun to the east, carrying only the clothes on his back and the small sack in which he had packed food and water for a single night and a small flashlight.
The boy, barely sixteen years old, had once lived a happy life with his family. His mother and father, for the first fourteen years of his life, had raised and cared for him as any loving parents should. But then tragedy struck as war started up again in the Middle East. Both of his parents were called into the fray, donning the camouflage of the American Military and flying overseas.
The teenager had lived with his aunt and uncle for about a year, continually receiving letters from his parents wishing him well and telling him how well the war was going. But then, one day, the letters stopped.
A military officer arrived a few days later, regretfully informing the stunned boy that his parents had both f
Stygian MercyWarning in advance; this contains dragon vore, and lots of it.
A chill like the kind that came with the slow transition from life to death seemed omnipresent here; a cold, dark world known as Bavanoth.
However, actually experiencing the slow transition from life to death proved that the real thing was much, much colder than Bavanoth could ever be.
A humanoid wolf in a beige uniform lay motionless on the hard, slick, black ground, staring up at the pale, luminescent clouds that provided a blanket to the world.
He had been told that sometimes, the sun could be seen on this world, when the clouds would sometimes part and let their dim, ambient light be replaced by something overwhelming and beautiful.
But he would never see it, now. All he could do now was remain here, broken, internally bleeding, and waiting for the caress of death to finally reach out and touch him.
Hundreds of others met the same fate as well, but everyone around him was already dead and covered in beads of water.
Cat and MouseFear gripped my belly as I watched the dragon from my hiding place. She had clearly caught something and, thankfully, it didn't appear to be human; it seemed as though another unlucky deer had crossed paths with her.
The animal's final struggles died away as a claw poked into its neck. The limb body was placed on a large stone table as a large, pink tongue ran itself over the predator's lips.
"Now don't move," she said playfully. "I'm going to go get one of your friends so you can have some company in my belly, ok?"
With that the dragon turned and walked out of the cave, spreading her wings and taking to the skies. I waited several moments just to be certain she was gone before I darted from my crack in the wall, sprinting towards the table.
Life had been like this for me for several months. The world was once run by humanity, a utopia for the once-dominant men and women of my race; that had changed about a year ago, however.
No one knows where they came from; some say they emerged fro
What Friends Can DoWhat Friends Can Do
WARNING: Contains blood, suspenseful situations, and slight vore
Kazio belongs fully to Jenae, the scenery belongs to Ragingfire1, and Mark, the character, belongs to me!
**HAS BEEN EDITED**
Ragingfire1 wrote the breathtaking introduction and the scenery and I wrote the interaction and befriending. Raging said he wanted it to be me interacting with Kazio so I'll just use myself but please, thank him for his huge contribution of the beginning/middle and the initial, amazing idea to do this. Without it, this story wouldn't exist.
~Hello, this is a co-story that I'm doing with Ragingfire1. We decided to do a story dedicated to Maw-Eats-People10 aka Jenae as she is one of my closest friends and we both saw that she was very sad, angry, and depressed earlier this week. We as her friends wanted to write this to make her feel better and hope that we portrayed her featured character, Kazio, with all her merit and beauty. For you Jenae ~
The eerie silence
A First Encounter, Part One of 'The Relationship'Note: This is a story, with vore. If you do not like that, do not read this. It is also my first story I have submitted. Critique is welcome, but do keep in mind I am new to this.
In a dense patch of wilderness, far from any civilization, was a village. The village, though self dependent, was a decent place to live. It looked like something straight out of the middle ages; the houses were built out of common materials, such as wood and straw, and many of the people in the village were farmers. The village knew about the world outside, but kept to itself; they found life in the wilderness appealing. There was no village leader; it was a completely democratic society, where they would join together and decide in issues in a clearing to the south. It was not paradise, but it was home.
In this village lived a young man by the name of Daniel. Daniel was about age eighteen, and not particularly athletic. He was very good with politics in his village, however, and his father was looked up to
Lloyd and the Dragon VORELloyd and the Dragon, by Espi
Warning: Contains soft, dragon vore.
Characters: Lloyd Irving primairly.
The night had brought an odd, quiet atmosphere to the old, wooden building. An unusual quiet that was driving the 17 year old crazy. It was almost as if something horrible was going to happen right then and there. The quiet before the storm, as some would say.
There was a grunt as the teenager flipped over, pulling his head out from underneath the pillow. His milk chocolate hair was a spikey mess, more so than usual, from tossing and turning all night long. Two very irritating strands fell into his half open eyes, the same light brown as his hair. With a growl he flipped the strands off to one side, but it helped little as they defiantly returned to being in his way.
Lloyd looked around the darkened room, lit only by moonlight gazing in through the window. He quickly noted his room mate was not in his bed asleep, nor was he in the room at all
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