Little Scale PT2 of ???Little Scales.
Scales stepped forward and willingly took on this change. He felt his memories clear; he felt his pain lift as it was replaced by the sensation of his body changing.
Scales stood, as the spirit-egg Operia watched over his slow change, from his transformation from Human to Dragon Hatchling.
"Little One. You seem at ease, even accepting of your new form even though I am forcing it upon you."
"That's because I've been feeling so much pain as a human... But it`s lifted."
"I see, Little one. So that pain is gone... Your transformation won`t cause you pain, I hope..."
"Even if it does..."
Scales began to feel an itch, something felt like it was crawling up his arms and legs. A Feeling of weakness spread over him, which caused him to fall to his hands and knee's.
"It has begun."
Scales clenched his fists as he noticed his skin turn a pink-like hue and harden into small plates.
"S-Scales.... Actual..." He trie
Little Scales Pt3 Of ??Little ScalesLittle Scales Pt3 Of ??4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lyle had headed into the woods in search of Traes, unaware of the change he had taken. He found Traes without actually knowing that the crimson-violet Dragon was actually his close friend. Scales was asleep at this moment, and didn't know his old friend was standing a mere foot away.
Scales lay on the dirt and common debris scattered about, unaware of his old human friend reaching towards him.
He woke up as he suddenly felt his sensitive wings get touched by something--or someone--unknown; he shot up and immediately glared upwards at the human.
Scales made no attempt to remember whether he knew this human, or to communicate. Instead, he stepped back, letting shyness go over himself as a way of being cautious.
"Well, you woke up quickly, little lizard... Come on, I'm taking you to my friend Traes!..." Lyle spoke as quickly as he could think, while he attempted to grab Scales.
But Scales, instead, bit him so hard that blood began to drip as Lyle recoile
Little Scales PT1 of ???Little Scales.Little Scales PT1 of ???4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Two people were out in a forest.
Traes and Lyle.They were camping there on a trip, and the younger of the two, Traes, who referred to himself as "Scales", was in his tent, asleep.
This is where the story begins.
They were camping there on a road trip, and the son, Traes, who referred to himself as "Scales", was in his tent, asleep.
This is where the story begins.
Scales was asleep soundly in his tent, over the past few days he had been feeling pain throughout his entire body.
He didn't alert anybody, not even his friend, Lyle.
A sound like a beautiful, yet drawn out wind chime could be heard throughout the camp through the night. It made everyone but Scales drift into a deep sleep, where as it woke Scales up.
Scales didn't make a sound or say anything as he sat up and grabbed a torch, stood up and exited his tent. But when he looked in the direction of the sound, he saw a bright, entrancing light. He wanted to go towards it as if attracted to the light.
He strode through
Little Scales Part V!Little ScalesLittle Scales Part V!3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Moonlit Glade.
Scales was still unconscious, as the night settled over the glade. Operia had faded, but as she did, a small "band" of crystal had formed around the ankle of Scales' right fore-paw.
The Glade was bathed in a subtle moonlight, the sounds of the late-night forest filled the air, whilst Scales lay curled up in the dirt.
"Wake up little one..."
A silent whimper left Scales as he slowly rose, a chill was in the air, a light fog limited Scales currently short vision.
"Good boy, Scales. Now go deeper into the forest. You'll be much, much safer there..."
The forest floor was cold and damp, and as Scales got to his feet, he moved his paws slightly. He didn't like the cold.
"You`ll be safer there, in the deeper Glades."
Scales started taking little, clumsy steps, heading in the direction he thought was the "Deeper Glades".
"Turn around. It's the other direction."
He slowly turned, trying not to slip and fall. Scales
Dragon Hatchling's Training"But Terran I didn't get anything to eat this evening!" squeaked a small voice from a hatchling to its caretaker, Terran.Dragon Hatchling's Training4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Terran looked down at the hatchling as they walked through bushes of cedar evergreens and mesquite trees of some hill country, "Hush little one, this night will be one to remember and not only that, it will be excellent practice for that mind of yours."
The hatchling nodded, "I know, I know, but I'm still hungry."
"Yes, I know you are. I'll get you some nice tasty rabbits once we get back to the cave, okay?"
"When will that be?"
"Soon, now silence little one, we are nearing the humans," Terran whispered as they neared the tree line of the lawn in front of a small one story house. Terran kneeled down in the trees to better conceal himself even though it was unnecessary since all the humans were asleep. Terran looked to the hatchling and remembered what had happened just a month ago.
Terran jerked a
A Change in FateA Change in FateA Change in Fate5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A young boy wanders through an unexplored forest. He's about eight years old, with brown hair, blue eyes, and slightly ripped clothes. He stumbled through the forest limping on his right leg. His body was torn to shreds; many injuries were clearly visible across his entire body. He kept pushing himself to his limits, wandering deeper and deeper into the dark forest which enveloped the night, until finally he came across a creature lying down in the ground, surrounded by trees. The boy limped forward to take a closer look at the creature but as he stood over body of the creature he saw the true horror that lay before him. The creature was a dragon hatchling, dead; its green scales glowed crimson in the moonlight from its wounds. Arrows protruded out of its body from spine to tail. The boy's eyes became blurry, his conscious mind fading from reality. The boy fell unconscious where he stood and fell onto the grass next to the dead hatchling, his hand falling on top of its
The Dragon's ChildrenTom(Known as Tommy by his friends) and Ben were two kids who, for their whole lives had grown up in the small town of Pire. Despite being very young, the two friends were quite intrested in many myths that surrounded their small town. One very famous myth being about an old cave where a single dragon was said to reside in mideval times. It was belived that that dragon may still live in that old cave, which had become known as "The Dragon's Den".The Dragon's Children8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"Tom, wake up!" Ben shouted at his friend.
Tom brought his head from his desk. He had been sleeping all through class. He wiped away some drool and rubbed his eyes a little.
"Oh, hey, Ben. What time is it?" Tom asked.
"3:30. School ended 10 minutes ago." Ben told his friend.
Tom felt a little embarassed. He was well known for dosing off in class. Because of this, many of his classmates had given him the nickname "Sleepy Tommy".
Tom got up and grabbed his bookbag. He and Tim headed for home.
"Tom?" Ben asked.
"What's up?" Tom replied.
Dragon tfNote: this is my first tf story, so cut me some slack!Dragon tf6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Sabrina was a good-looking girl, and had just turned eighteen. She had long, flowing blonde hair, tan skin, and the perfect face. She was the girl that liked to hang out with a little bit of everybody. She hung out with preps, jocks, Goths, stoners, musicians, and you get the idea.
One day, there was a new kid in school. She was determined to befriend him, since nobody likes moving to a new school in the middle of senior year, and she went up to him.
Hi! Youre a new kid, right? without waiting for him to answer, she went on, My name is Sabrina, and I thought you looked a little lonely over here all by yourself. She gave him the warmest smile she could muster up, and waited for him to reply.
During all of this, he simply had his head lying across his forearms, with his hood covering the rest of his head. He looked up at what he took as a prep, and just put his head back down. He sighed, and lifted his h
Short Story with a Dragon I've always liked stories about dragons. Mostly ones about dragons who were companions to a human and always protected that human. I wanted something like that, a friend I could rely on. Someone to protect me, someone always watching over me.Short Story with a Dragon6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
I had a dream that it was true, that I had a dragon companion. He would protect me, and I him. We worked together. The odd part was that after I woke up I still felt like the dragon was around, just out of my sight. The feeling didn't go away either, and when I was outside I kept thinking I saw him out of the corner of my eye, but I when I looked I seen nothing.
When I would go for walks I would hear things, like there was something walking nearby, but I could never see it. Like a cricket in a room, as soon as soon I tried to find it, it was gone. I started to ignore these things, because I could never prove that anything was there.
But one night I deci
A New FriendA New FriendA New Friend5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The day seemed perfect, no school, homework done, parents gone. Everything just seemed to come together and the best way to end a great day like this is to take a hike in the nearby forest. There is a place on about half an hour up a mountain that was perfect to see the sun sink into the rest of the Rocky Mountain Range. However, the teenager didn't realize the unknown dangers of the forest just after sunset.
A bag with water bottles and a first aid kit was all the teen was taking for his trip. He wouldn't be gone long, hour and a half at the most. He slung the bag's strap over his right shoulder and set out down the forest path.
Various tweets and calls filled the forest and Redwoods with melody sound. There would be the occasional hawk that would majestically fly over in search of a new home. The path was cluttered with the orange and brown leaves of autumn along with various sticks and twigs. The path was relatively clear of any large debris. The curious teenager contin
In the Jaws of Trust voreWarning: Micro, Macro, Anthro soft vore full tour vore no scat totaly cleanIn the Jaws of Trust vore4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Deeth slowly woke from unconsciousness. He feels something early chill all around him. When he opens his eyes, the first thing he notices is Mike laying somewhere across from him. All around the two is what looks like snow. But after looking up above him, the Magician spotted what looked like a giant... cherry?
Mike still asleep didn't even notice till Deeth started shacking by the shoulder
"wha,.." Mike mumbled
"Mike, get up!" Deeth exclaimed, pushing the white substance of his body.
"ok I'm UP!" Mike yelled in an annoyed ton
"Mike, do you remember us taking a nap in a giant bowl of Ice Cream recently?" Deeth asked. "what no why,...." Mike looks around then goes wide eyed seeing the world had turned giant Mike looked over at Deeth then crossed his arms
"Deeth were you messing around with the spell book again," Mike said with a crossed look "Spell book? What Spell book?!" Deeth said in a confused ton.
Predators luck(vore, soft vore)Predators luck4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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
The Boy and the Dragon part 2Warning: vore, slight digestion, blood, gore, rescueThe Boy and the Dragon part 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Story by haloveteran
2 years later
It was a nice summer's day, not to hot, and there was the right type of breeze to keep cool. In a meadow lay two figures, these two figures were very close though it is uncommon to see these two types of creatures together. The first figure was a large black dragon with silver curved horns, spikes and belly to match.
Her name was Sapphire and she was the caretaker of the next figure, a boy the age of 12 with dark brown eyes and brown messy hair to match. His name was Mike, Sapphire and him were closer than anyone could possibly imagine. "Sapphire, isn't it nice out today?" I said. "Yes it is very nice," she replied, "the sun feels nice on my scales," she said and then shifted position to let the sun warm her other side. "I'm going to go get a drink," I said. "Ok but don't go far ok?" "Alright!" I said and ran off to the river. It wasn't far, only a mile away. When I got there, I took a sip of water
The Real Dragoness Ch 1Warning: This story is about plushie transformation. If you don't like this type of story, please do not read any further.The Real Dragoness Ch 17 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
It all started with a teenager named Christopher Logan, an avid plush lover. He had loved the cuddly fluffy critters since he recieved a bloated stuffed croc as a recovery present in the hospital when he was five. On his 18th birthday, after coming home from school since second semester had just started, he noticed an odd box with a smiley face on it, tied tightly with the usual duct tape. Judging by the label on the side it was addressed from Kardo's Gentle Giants Incorporated, shipped from a store they had nearby named Plushtopia, but for some reason was never listed in any business listings, but they did have a telephone number so that customers could call in their order.
As for the store itself, the store is certainly colorful. It looks like a graffitied wall without all of the vulgar language. It looks kind of like a school project but with no particular theme
Becoming a KnightBecoming a KnightBecoming a Knight3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: This contains soft vore.
Deep inside a castle lied a forge, where a squire was busy sharpening a dagger. He had recently been given a message; today he would be given a special task by the lord of the castle, and if he succeeded, he would be knighted. The thought of finally becoming a knight filled him with excitement. He had been training for this his whole life, and now it was finally going to pay off. His excitement was a bit much, and he chipped the dagger he was grinding. I probably won't need it today anyway, he thought. He picked up the ruined dagger, and put in a rack for future repair. As he was doing this, someone knocked on the door. He answered it promptly.
"Who is it?"
A slightly muffled voice came from behind the door. "It's a messenger. I'm here to deliver some urgent news."
The squire felt confused. He was supposed to be given the task late in the day, and then he would proceed with it the next day. It was only morning.
"Come in, then."
Dragon - 1Marin didn't usually bite his nails; it was a curious habit he had only developed a few days ago with no explanation. It felt as though they were tingling with a weak current which was shared in his teeth, causing him to subconsciously chew on his nails until he realized what he was doing. It was weird, he had never done anything like this beforeDragon - 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You're doing it again" Steph said as Marin had begun gnawing, he stopped
"Ever since Monday" he sighed, guessing that he would have to be resigned to the fact that he had developed a new habit
"Weird, anyway, we've got to go, class is starting" they headed off toward to the eastern block.
Thankfully this habit did nothing to hurt his already crammed schedule; Marin's final year was planned with an almost inhumane amount of work, meaning he had no time to dwell on unimportant matters. He decided to start research for the article which had been set for English; no point leaving it till tomorrow, on top of everything else he had to get done, he
Embyr's SnackYou move through the woods at a slow but steady pace, shivering slightly as autumn winds blow the falling rain into your face. You pull the hood of your brown cloak further up over your head, trying your best to keep the falling water out of your eyes as your resolve pushes you further.Embyr's Snack4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
You are making your way to the town of Stonebridge, hoping to meet your cousin, Lord Arthas. Though you are of noble birth you prefer to travel alone, without an escort of guards; there are few bandits in this part of the world, so it is relatively safe. Of course, the weather is a bit of a put-down.
After several hours you reason that you are within a few miles of your destination. But both your muscles as the dreary skies whisper in your ears, trying to convince you to take a break; and they succeed.
You have come across a small glade, a single great multi-colored tree standing in the center. You make your way beneath the canopy of branches, taking shelter from the storm with your back against the stu
Momma's DayThe rain drizzled outside the cave as Megan the dragoness awoke. She yawned and stretched in the warm damp air, then looked around for her little James. He was gone. Megan frowned playfully, wondering where her little dragon had gone. She shrugged and set about getting breakfast ready, some meat gotten a night ago, proceeding to roast it carefully with her fiery breath. As she worked, she remembered how it was such a day as this a year ago, that she had found her little James in a most unexpected, yet wonderful way. She paused a moment from her cooking to look out the cave again, trying to figure where her little one had gone. She couldn't help but smile as his little dragon snout appeared over the hill, followed by a very soggy rest of him. He sloshed slowly into the cave, flopping down tiredly once in its dry shelter.Momma's Day1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Oh sweetie... you're all wet," Megan cooed as she approached him and nuzzled his snout softly. James nuzzled lovingly back.
"Sorry. I had to do something," he replied,
Vore and TransformationWarning! The following contains soft Vore and Transformation.Vore and Transformation4 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
forbidden friendship part 1On a small island, there are few big cities, and many small villages. It is just past the 10th century, the land is ruled by humans, and kings. On this island, we don't have a king, we have a group of 12 people, simply called "The League," who decides together what happens, no one man can decide. Our island mainly consists of forests and flat farm land, but there are a few big cities where "the league" stays, and many villages for all the occupants of the island. Thanks to "the league," we all live happily, everything is built, we have schools, we have shops, everything we ever need is here. According to "the league," we are living somewhere better than anywhere else, we are more advanced, and we are fully protected.forbidden friendship part 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My story starts with a young teenage boy of the name "Jack Borough", he is about 15, he is a small, black haired boy. He lives only with his mum in a small house in one of the small villages, the smallest one on this island. They lived exactly how "the league" w
Self DefenceI felt numb all over while I lied down, sleeping. It felt like all of my strength had been taken away from me when I entered this empty void known as 'unconsciousness'. I tried to recollect what had happened before. My thoughts were vague but I remembered key moments from before. I remembered walking home from school before I was grabbed from behind as I along a lonely pathway that stretched through a small forested area. Yes, it does seem like a terrible spot to walk through but it is the fastest way for me to get home and I'm not spending another fifteen minutes just to take a longer route. Although now I probably will since all of the trust I had with my current route went away when I was attacked. I didn't get a good look at them but they seemed like, from the way they were speaking, they were guys that were around my age. They were probably jerks from school that pick on others sometimes. Knocking someone out, though, might be taking it a little bit too far.Self Defence5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I moaned to myself whe