Adoption papers for DragonsHey deviants! I want to put the page out there for all the adoptable dragons i have, and the adopted dragons and who adopted them. Please consider! These dragons are cold and lonely, and I cannot sell them, so they are free!
Needing a home
has a home
Aquatus is now ADYNAMICA's Dragon! Good luck on all your future adventures!
Boron is now jackal88k's Dragon! good luck on all your future Adventures!
Vore and TransformationWarning! The following contains soft Vore and Transformation.Vore and Transformation3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
High in the mountains, a boy just sat there, on his rock, thinking about what got him there. He had been a beggar in the town where he was born. His parents had died when he was 5, and he had always had to depend on others.
One day, he was begging for food in the town square, when the richest person in town saw him. This man turned to the town guard's men that were standing nearby, and ask them to remove the boy from the town. "Take him to the mountains," He had said, "Maybe an animal will get him." "We can't do that without a reason." Said a guard, the boy knew this guard well. "And he hasn't hurt anything." "How about this for a reason?" he said, holding out money for the guard. "No we can't take-" he started to say.
His buddy interrupted him. "Well this time I can make an exception." His buddy said, taking the money from the man. The guard walked over to the boy. "You there, get up!" he said angrily, "You're coming with m
Dragon vore- Sam and RogerThis story contains Soft Vore, and Digestion.Dragon vore- Sam and Roger2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Metal sighed, and chased a sheep around with his claw. He didn't want to eat sheep, but if he didn't, he would starve. He played a little longer, before picking it up and eating it. What he wanted to eat young dragons. He had already eaten two, and was starting to crave a third. He knew it was bad, eating the young of his own kind, but they tasted so good! He sighed again, and looked out at the village, hoping something would happen. Then, he got his wish.
"Hey Roger!" said the brown, teenage dragon.
"Yes, Sam?" said her green twin brother.
"They just let the cows out to graze at the outer farm!" Sam said, licking her lips. "What do you say? Between the two of us, we should be able to lift one."
Saphira's Pleasure by masterlevan1: Eragon voreSaphira's Pleasure by masterlevan1: Eragon vore2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Give full credit to masterlevan1 he made this for me give him all the credit
WARNING: Contains soft vore and suspenseful situations!
All characters, settings, and locations belong to Christopher Paolini
Three weeks ago I was just a farm boy, and now I'm apparently a dragon rider. Brom keeps telling me that my destiny is far greater than that of any farmer or simple folk. Sometimes I just want to slap him, ha-ha but I guess I probably couldn't if I tried.
We have been tracking the monsters that killed my uncle, the Ra'zac, for nearly a week and have finally found out where they are headed. We picked up their tracks yesterday when we found Teirm, a small city that was nearly abandoned by its people. We are about five days away from Dras-Leona, the town where the Ra'zac seem to be heading.
My dragon, Saphira, has helped me cope with the loss of my uncle and has assured me that she will be by my side until the end of whatever life or journey we're on. Sometimes I think for such a
Saphira's PleasureSaphira's Pleasure3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
WARNING: Contains soft vore and suspenseful situations!
All characters, settings, and locations belong to Christopher Paolini
None of this material in this story actually happened or did it
Three weeks ago I was just a farm boy, and now I'm apparently a dragon rider. Brom keeps telling me that my destiny is far greater than that of any farmer or simple folk-sometimes, I just want to slap him and tell him I'm not like that at all
Then again, I guess I probably couldn't if I tried. We have been tracking the monsters that killed my uncle, the Ra'zac, for nearly a week and have finally found out where they are headed. We thought we'd lost them, as it was raining hard the other day, but we picked up their tracks again yesterday when we stumbled upon Teirm, a small city that was nearly abandoned by its people. They were fresher this time, which means we're catching up with them. We are about five days away from Dras-Leona, the town whe
TrustTrustTrust1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Warning, lots of vore.)
In the middle of a desert, or more like a sandy wasteland. A boy awoke, opening his eyes slowly. Panic starting to seep into his mind upon seeing the sand. He put his hand on the back of his dark brown hair, removing his hand quickly afterwards with a pained expression. He looked over seeing a backpack. Slowly he crawled across the burning sand and opened it, finding a half empty bottle of water, a bandage, and a note saying good luck. He let out a low growl crushing the note, tossing it aside, then he put the backpack on and started walking in a random direction.
A few miles away, a female dragon with vibrant purple scales flew, enjoying the desert heat.
The boy continued on, shielding his eyes with one hand. Dehydration was already kicking in, but he didn't want to drink the water 'till he absolutely had to.
He reached the top of a sand dune, letting out an irritated laugh as he saw miles upon miles of desert. He started shaking his head then pressed on
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.A Lucky Snack3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
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
Vore Story- kathroWarning, the following contains soft vore.Vore Story- kathro2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Metal sat there, resting as the remains of his last meal slowly vanished from his gut. His belly growled, but he didn't feel like eating another sheep. He remembered the time he had eaten a young dragon, oh how long ago that was! The flavours were unforgettable! He wanted to taste it again.
Kathro, another hatchling, was watching the mountain village. She observed the villagers as they removed the last of their sheep from the wagon. "Purrrr-fect." She said, licking her lips. "They've finished, and the stupid cave dragon has yet to notice. I don't think he will mind if I take one before he gets there." She jumped off her lookout spot, and flew towards the farm with the sheep.
Metal walked out of his cave, and saw Kathro fly towards the sheep. "Perfect. Here comes dinner." He said, taking off as fast as
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.Cat and Mouse2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
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
Vore story threeMetal stood behind a small wall, waiting for his moment to strike. It has been three years since that Dragon saved his life, and he had made the best of them. He had given up being a mercenary, and had pledged his service to a nearby kingdom. He had searched the mountains for that dragon several times, to thank her, but he had never found her again.Vore story three3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Metal shook his head, bringing himself to the present. He had been asked to liberate this church from the hands of a ruthless gang leader. The mission called for stealth, so it was just him and another knight going into battle. Waiting, Metal smelled the wind. They had just lit their fire, meaning that they were going to relax for the night. They hadn't planned on Metal sticking his sword in their plans.
Metal watched carefully as the last of their guards went to bed. He motioned for his ally to follow, and he crept down to the chapel door. He opened it, then shouted a battle cry as he raised his weapon and charged.
Metal panted wi
The Boy and the dragonWarning: soft voreThe Boy and the dragon2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In a cave, deep in a large forest covered in winter's snow, lay a large, majestic, black female dragon with silver curved horns, spikes and a silver belly laid there in her cave, sleeping the night away, when all of a sudden, "Hello?" called a voice from the entrance of the cave. "Is anyone in here?" it called again.
Wanting to know who or what was calling, she made her way closer to the sound, she stopped when she saw what it was. It was a small, male human hatchling about 5 feet tall and seemed about the age of 8 to 10 years old. He had dark brown eyes and short messy brown hair to match. He must have heard her because he called out again, "Is anyone there?" "Yes, I live here," she answered.
He must have been surprised to get an answer because he stepped back a few feet. "I'm sorry if I barged in on your home, I will leave," he said then started to make his way to the entrance.
"You don't have to leave," she said.
"Its cold out there and you will certainly freeze t
Vore Story fiveVore story fiveVore Story five3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning, Following contains soft Vore.
"Why isn't games fun anymore?" Metal asked himself, as his Glaceon/Garchomp combo KO'ed the Plasma grunts. He had been asking himself these things for the past 3 years. He would beat his games in less than a week each.
"Maybe because you play too much?" his family had said. "You are just gamed out."
"No way." Metal had always replied. "That's impossible." But the more he played, the more bored he got.
One day, Metal was walking through the forest behind his house. He often did this when both his DS's died.
He just walked for a good hour, and then decided to head home. As he turned he saw something very unusual. He saw a pair of Dragons.
They were in a clearing, but since Metal was in the thick of the trees, he decided to climb a tree for a better look. He saw that one of the Dragons was the size of a car, while the other was the size of a house.
Suddenly, the larger dragon bent down, and picked up the other in its jaws. It threw ba
Freinds with a blue dragonWarning: Soft, Safe, Non fatal voreFreinds with a blue dragon3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
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
Dragon's checkup -VORE-(warning, full tour vore, no scat though)Dragon's checkup -VORE-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was a village many years ago, a village like no other for one main reason. Now as many people know, towns are fearful of dragons, they hide away from them, they try to protect themselves from them, but this town was different. Instead of fearing dragons and trying to kill them, they had them as pets per say. Many years before hand, many many years, one man somehow managed to train a dragon, and found him more loyal to any other creature there was. The dragon that man trained done anything for the humans, and all humans started to respect them more. That dragon had hatchlings, and wanted to let them raise with the humans and itself, so that in the future, all dragons and humans could live in peace. It seems to have worked because now, a few generations after that dragon died, dragons and humans do live in peace, with no fear.
Today was a day one particular dragon had to have a dentist style check up, as it recently had problems eating its
A New Family *Dragon Vore*Warning: Soft Vore, Willing, Safe, Non fatalA New Family *Dragon Vore*2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In an orphanage near a forest a young boy by the age of 15 years old was in his room all alone he sate on his bed writing in his not yet finished book, he wear a green tunic with dark gray wrinkled ripped pants his hair was a brownish blond with bright blue eyes he sate on his bed with his legs crossed up with his book resting on his legs, he had a feather pen in his hand the boy wrote in some pages in the book his book was about the times he had spent in the orphanage alone when he traveled around the forest when no one would look he started writing about the legends the man in the orphanage had told him once "their were great tales of flying beasts that roam the mountains near hear the forest are nor safer the winged beasts walk throw forests looking for pray, they fly the skies and Earth is their hunting grounds, do not even think of trying to,.." the boy stopped writing when a knock at the door came "Link launch time," a woma
Silver DawnSilver Dawn (Dragon vore)Silver Dawn3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: This short story contains soft dragon vore. If this is something that you do not enjoy to read then i suggest you don't read this, but if you do read on.
This story is not connected to my other stories. It is standalone.
An 18 year old boy called Phil woke up in the middle of a grassy plain. His head throbbed in pain and he put one of his hands on his forehead and began to rub. Was he asleep or unconscious? He wasn't sure. As he rubbed, his hand touched some odd metallic object resting on his face. He picked it up and noticed that they were a pair of glasses. He put them back on and stood up. He felt weak, very weak and it took all of his strength to stand up. A slight breeze whistled past, brushing his face with soothing cold air. The breeze also coasted the top of the grass that lay around him. He looked down and saw that he wore a black, plain t-shirt, blue navy jeans, and a pair of brown leather boots. He was also wearing a small ring on the index
Dragon of the night(vore, soft vore, dragon vore)Dragon of the night3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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
Tia's Sleep OverI opened my eyes and blinked a few times, yawning and stretching. The sun was almost setting in the afternoon sky outside the window. The sun sparkled in through the glass and roused me from my nap. I sat up and looked over at my belly where the last little bit of a filling meal had been earlier this afternoon. "Finished," I thought to myself proudly, smacking my lips. After a long day of napping and digesting the last savory bit of my most recent meal, I decided we should have a little fun tonight.Tia's Sleep Over2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My name is Tia. I'm a big green snake with bright yellow eyes and a scaly, yellow belly. I live with my best friend Miles and his parents. Miles is a little, 10-year-old kid, and the sweetest you've ever met. He's a little shorter than most kids his age, and he's got blue eyes and ruffled, brown hair.
He was kicking back on his bed in his socks, reading a comic book when I slithered on up to h
Mike meets Tala *True Love*Mike meets Tala *True Love*2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
warning: vore, soft vore, dragon human love and making out youve been warned.
well I wanted to write this for some time this will be the first part there will be a second part if I get the chance to make it.
In a small town near line of tooth pointed mountains and a raging river if you fell in it you would be cared away. In the town there was a line of houses on the sidewalks were there beautiful trees. It was in October so the leaves were now orange, and yellow in the park, a boy at the age of 15 was on the swing set reading his favorite book. It was about dragons, and on every page there were pictures of dragons: tell what they were, what they did, and what they eat. Some had short stories in the book that told stories of famous dragons. Some were from his favorite movies, books, and games like the dragons:
Draco, Saphira, Thorn, Smog, Toothless, Tiamat, Spyro and Cynder. He loved them all, so he continue
Metal eats Matthew- voreMetal eats Matthew, vore story. don't like, don't read. simple as that.Metal eats Matthew- vore2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Sun was setting on a Cold winter's night. Snow was softly falling, and many Creatures were in Hibernation. Matthew was driving his old car down the Sea to Sky highway in BC, Canada. His beater clunked down the road loudly, sending spurts of black smoke into the air behind it. He was on his way home after Christmas dinner, and his radio clock said it was 12:14 Am. His car was way past warranty... Damn it no! He thought as the beater backfired, and lost power. He guided it to the side of the road, the lights going out inside. He turned it over a few times, the car just chugging, but not turning on. Not today, not now! I have to get home, I have a test next week, and have to get home, sleep, and study.
Matthew got out of the car, pullin
Audacitya request story made by ragingfire1 Give him all the creditAudacity2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
warning: soft, non-fatal, safe vore
Mike had entered some kind of rundown stone church or temple. He was 14 years old with green eyes, short brown hair and a red jacket. Light brightly shined above him which lit some cracked, and in some places completely missing, stairs before him. He took a glance behind him and saw that the way back had been blocked by some large stone slabs. Much of this building had collapsed on itself and that gave Mike only one option. He began to climb the steps hesitantly, ready if something were to lunge at him from the shadows. However, no snarling monster came out of the darkness and Mike slowly made his way to the top.
He entered a sort of large, circular balcony that gazed out onto a large shadowy landscape. So dark that it was impossible for him to discern any describable features. The balcony was well lit with large braziers and numerous torches and the ceiling was domed. But the oddest thin
How to Feed a SnakeI opened my eyes slowly. The sun was shining though the vertical slits in my blinds. I could still feel the enormous snake lying on my belly, where she was when I had fallen asleep, but she was moving around now, awake. I sighed contently. It was around nine o'clock in the morning and I had just gotten a great night's sleep with my slithery friend.How to Feed a Snake3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Good morning, Miles," she cooed in my ear. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close. She giggled. I loved to snuggle her in the morning.
"Good morning, Tia," I replied with a yawn.
"Do you know what time it is, Miles?" she asked me. I could tell she was excited about something.
"No," I replied sleepily, rolling over. "What time is it?"
"Breakfast time," she said with a grin. "C'mon, Miles! Get up!" I knew she must have something planned.
I groaned as I slid my feet off the edge of the bed and sat up.
Beyond BeliefBeyond Belief2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: This story contains soft dragon vore.
Darkness. Allowing us to drift into that merciful state of blissful sleep. A place of no light. A place of no pain. A place of no uncertainty. So many would never want to leave such a place, preferring to feel nothing and drift within the landscapes of their dreams. But we wake up every time, sometimes with no memory of what had brought such peace to our tired minds while our body shut down. It is good that we wake though for the light is an equally fulfilling place, always leading us back through the dark to our true selves. This is what you think as you allow your bodiless thoughts to drift aimlessly within the abyss of the sub-conscious. You feel a sort of light tap on your head. It is time it seems You sigh, not wanting to leave such calmness behind. However, you know that you will always return to this place every night. You open your eyes and awaken.
All is still dark as you escape the abyss. Another day of workin
My second Vore storyMetal crawled through the mountains. He was a mercenary Knight, who had just fought in a battle, only to be abandoned when he got injured. "Why are you leaving me?" He asked the man who was to pay his fee. "If you're dead, then I don't have to pay you, Mercenary." He said with a grin. He then left, only to be killed by his enemies.My second Vore story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Metal had crawled for 12 days after that, looking for shelter in the increasingly cold nights. He crawled for twelve hours a day, losing hope with every hand full of dirt.
He finally came upon a cave, in deep the mountains. This wasn't the first cave that crossed his path, but it was the first that felt warm. He crawled into the cave, hoping to find a hot spring, or something. What he didn't expect to find was a Dragon.
This Dragon was a Deep crimson in color, a large gash flexed over its eye as it observed its visitor. It adjusted its red wings with curiosity.
"That's it," He thought, "That's it, I'm going to die now." Then he remembered that some dragons h
Icy VigilIcy VigilIcy Vigil2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This is a request from :icondragonaddict:
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Warning: This contains soft dragon vore
The early morning noises and colors of a new, blooming summer swept across a peaceful countryside. The glaring sun above depositing its nourishing rays on the grass and flowers that lined the earth. Urban cities bustled with noise and fumes; the industrial image of the free world. Great mountains arose like natural skyscrapers; their desire to touch beyond the sky always present. Upon one of these mountains lay a creature that nobody thought existed. A creature that the entire human race couldn't believe existed. Sitting on the edge of a plateau was a dragon.
He was leaning on his right forepaw which was curled into a fist that lay on his right cheek. His gaze shifted lazily between the horizon, the trees, the sky, and the birds that flew past. He noticed everything within miles, but they laid only at the very edge of his consciousness. His th