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.
Veno's Triple MealsShe lay down on her bed of leaves with the bushes and trees of the forest she was so fond of. She was none other than a Whirlipede by the name of Veno thanks to her previous form.
She tilts around and took in the nice sun and she was in a happy mood because she will soon be able to evolve into her final state.. Scolipede. How she longed to be in that form and she knew she would be hungry.
Perhaps that is why some more smarter Pokemon left her alone or tried to stay on her good side. They knew when she evolved she would be a hungry predator and knew of the Scolipede's aggression. Her yellow eyes looked around for anything to come into the bushes. She honestly wanted to be alone for this and not be bothered.
Slowly she started to glow and cracks were faintly heard that became a little louder. The shell of the Whirlipede fell from a new body and slowly the body uncurled and got bigger as the bright glow stopped and there stood a large Scolipede. Her horns sharp and little claws on her nec
Pocket People Part 2: Questions (Anthro/Vore)"As far as I can recall, No." I said truthfully. "I have never been eaten by a dragon before."
I still sat rather awkwardly atop the belly of my new owner Valerie. The white dragoness propped her left leg up and folded her arms behind her back. She never let her eyes leave my tiny form. She'd occasionally lick the side of her muzzle as she watched me.
"Never eaten before, huh?" She asked with a chuckle.
"I guess... nobody at The Nursery was allowed to." I shrugged. "A few of them said something about wanting 'the first time' to be special."
"I see..." Valerie adjusted her arms to put them at her sides. "So you don't know what it's like then, Jack?"
I nodded yes. The dragoness smirked and looked away for a moment. She brought her hand to her chin, thinking something over. I just sighed and shifted my legs a bit as I waited for her to talk to me again. Valerie eventually chuckled and looked back down at me.
"I just realized that I asked you three questions in a row." She said with a smil
i need of sleepWARNING! THIS LITERATURE CONTAINS VORE!!!
was a shining morning when Big Claudia was still asleep (it was 7 a.m.), Link enters the room and sees that little fairy sleepy, he thinks as if a fairy looks cute to see.
Link sitting on the bed and approached the fairy with his soft voice -"Wake up sleepyhead"-,
Big Claudia opens one of her eyes seeing this big guy next to her, the fairy standing up grabs the Link's hand -"*yawn!* Good morning Link"-;
Big Claudia sleepily tries to get out of bed, fortunately Link help her grabbing her small lightweight body, Link watching fairy who rubs her eyes from sleep -"I see that you are still tired little one"- asking to his little friend , Big Claudia puts her hand on his cheek answer as a yes.
Meanwhile Link ponder how help his friend to make sleep , because he had noticed that she was not sleeping well, after walking around the room with the fairy among his arms for some minutes, he thinks that the only way to help to relax is to let her rest
Pocket People Part 1: The new owner (Anthro/vore)Today was just like any other day in my life. I sat there in my little cell, banging a rubber ball against the back wall. The walls were mostly see-through, but they were strong enough to repel bullets. A shadow would occasionally pass over me as one my "hosts" walked down the row. But hey, that was a standard day in the life when you lived in a world of dragons.
I'm what my caretakers call a "Domesticated Human". I barely stand over three inches tall; hardly anyone among my kind gets much bigger than that. I don't remember this, but I was apparently born somewhere out in the countryside. A pair of farmers discovered me abandoned as a baby amongst some beanstalk plants. Damn those plants... it's because of that they thought it would be fitting to name me Jack.
Well, after being discovered, I was shipped off to the city of New Dewclaw. I was raised amongst other little humans in a facility called The Nursery, until I had learned all the basic things one needed to function in society. Of
Dragon Goddess Two: C7: The KitchenA promise is a promise. That's what mom always said. That, and you were already trapped in the dragoness's castle. Your fate's pretty much sealed, so you might as well get it over with. Taking a deep breath, you strode forwards into the dragoness's kitchen.
The kitchen looked exactly like you always figured a kitchen was supposed to look like, albeit at a grand scale. Checkered-tile floors, wooden cabinets on the walls, clean white counters... And a dragoness standing in front of the biggest fridge you've ever seen.
The dragoness was humming a chipper tune to herself as she took a jar of jelly from the fridge and sat it on the table. She walked across the floor and started reorganizing various items that you couldn't see from the floor. One of them sounded like a bag of bread, while the others sounded like plastic jars. The dragoness pulled a chair out from under the table and sat down. Once she scooted her chair in, she hummed happily to herself as she chowed down on a sandwich.
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