Little Scales Pt3 Of ??Little Scales
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 Scale PT2 of ???Little Scales.Little Scale PT2 of ???3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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 PT1 of ???Little Scales.Little Scales PT1 of ???3 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 PT4 Of ???Little ScalesLittle Scales PT4 Of ???3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Scales had passed out, whilst in the presence of Lyle, his old, forgotten, human friend. Lyle panicked, and tried to awake the unconscious hatchling.
"Little Dragon! Wake up! Wake up!! What happened?! It wasn't me, was it?!"
A small glow appeared around Scales, in the shape of another dragon's paws. Operia was showing herself; as a full adult in form.
"Scales... It's okay. This human won`t harm you..."
"What the...?! Who are you.... WHAT are you?! I can..."
"I am Operia. A dragon's spirit. And the one who turned this little one into a Hatchling with no recollection of his past, as did I take away his ability to talk until he ages enough."
"Operia? That's a stupid name...."
"Do you disrespect the very ancient in-front of you? You deserve a punishment, you insolent piece of pale-skinned refuse."
"What are you? A thousand?"
A low growl could be heard coming from Operia, as she stood and raised her front fore-paw. It suddenly became a solid entity as she s
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.A First Encounter, Part One of 'The Relationship'3 years ago in Short Stories More Like 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
The Second Meeting, Part Two of 'The Relationship'This is my second attempt at a story. It is a continuation of the previous one, and I hope it is good. Once again, criticism is welcome. As before, it does include harmless vore, so if you do not like that, don't read.The Second Meeting, Part Two of 'The Relationship'3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Second Meeting
The last week for Daniel had not been the most pleasant one, but only because he could not sleep. He tossed and turned in bed, thinking only of the dragon, June, that he had seen last week in an event he still cannot believe had actually happened. It still felt like some kind of dream, the events of that day. First the meeting, then being caught in her grasp, then actually being eaten, and yet somehow surviving. And she wanted to meet him again. It made him excited, yet anxious as well. Most would not want to meet a dragon whose formal greeting consisted of swallowing them whole, but to Daniel he felt as if this had some kind of... appeal. His father had been worried about him getting little sleep, but he did notice that Daniel had an aura of excitemen
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 Children7 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.
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."
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
A New FriendA New FriendA New Friend4 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
The Ice Dragon MixtureI heard the doorbell ringing. I quickly walked over to the door, and opened it. The postman was waiting there, with the usual pile of letters, and two packages. I signed the papers, and thanked him...by giving him a small gratuity of course.The Ice Dragon Mixture7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
I brought letters and packages inside, and I placed them on the table. The first thing I wanted to open were the packages, obviously. I already knew what the first one contained: just a small plush I bought for one of my friend's little brother. But the second package's content was unknown to me. I decided to take care of the letters and the first package before opening the second one...I was a patient person.
And so, after reading a whole bunch of spam letters and a few bills, I was finally ready to open the mysterious gray box. I didn't waste any time...I quickly used my pocket knife to cut it open, and then, of course, I opened it.
Inside the box there were three things: a small transparent bottle, with a glowing blue liquid inside it, a folded
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
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
An Unusual New FriendAn Unusual New FriendAn Unusual New Friend4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I have no idea how long I have been running and hiding for, but at least I know it has been awhile. I ducked under a bush, trying to catch my breath and hoping to hide from my pursuer. Did I catch my breath? Sorta, did I throw off my pursuer? No. I could tell by the fast and loud wind that had suddenly picked up from the trees, and shortly, a really loud thumping sound on the ground not too far away from where I was hiding. "Dammit" I cursed under my breath before I got up and ran in the opposite direction.
Possibly by now you would want to know who and what is my pursuer, where I am, who I am, what I am (answering this one right now, I`m human) and why I`m talking to myself and pretending like I`m talking to someone at the same time. First, my pursuer is a dragon....... well a dragoness who happens to be really big, about 40ft tall and 60ft long (well, to me it sounds big), green all over( which I didn`t see her at first until she leapt out from behind, also she
A loves bond(vore, dragon human love)A loves bond3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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
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
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
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 16 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
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