Warning 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, am
She 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 bu
King Haxorus and his prisoners by Icedvore, literature
Literature
King Haxorus and his prisoners
Warning: Contains un willing and willing vore.
Inside Haxorus’ gleaming castle,
“Bring in my first prisoner!” king Haxorus demanded. The two guards, covered in gleaming silver armor brought in the first prisoner. The guards unhooked the chains off of the prisoner: a Mienshao. “So,” king Haxorus started. “You have been stealing from my people?” he asks. The Mienshao looks up at the king, fire in his eyes. “So?” the Mienshao shouts. “What?!” king Haxorus shouts standing to his feet. “Your people are worthless! You don’t do a single dang thing about it! While you sit i