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 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
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 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
The Relationship, Part FourThe Relationship, Part FourThe Relationship, Part Four3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: Contains soft vore and dragons. If you have not read the previous three stories, please do so.
It was the morning after the day Daniel had introduced June to the village. The big green dragon was starting to wake up, stretching herself as she did. Her wings expanded to their full-size, a gigantic display, and she let out a toothy yawn. Daniel was still being held by her, asleep. She looked at him, deciding that she was going to wake him up, but not too abruptly. Slowly, she started to pull him away from her chest and lowered him to the ground, letting go of him carefully. He was still asleep, and she nuzzled him, trying to get his attention. He started to wake up, and wrapped his arms around her muzzle, making her purr. With time, he opened his eyes, still groggy, and looked at those of the dragon. He smiled slightly.
"Good morning, June."
She responded by nuzzling him a bit more, which made him chuckle.
"You're a very friendly dragon," he continued
Aquatic ObsessionWARNING: Contains suspenseful situations, suggestive connotations, and voreAquatic Obsession3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This was another request from dragonaddict, hope you enjoy it!
Grass blades waved at the passing wind as the green meadows of the forest bean to awaken. Small chirps and the starting of serenades echoed through the trees by the mocking birds. Rays of sun glinted through the forest canopies as another creature began to rouse in its cave. Moist algae covered the cave as the droplets from recent storms leaked through the boulder cracks. The creature yawned and stretched its leathery wings, cute paws, and large body. The creature widened its maw as it yawned again and stepped out of the cave's mouth.
The young dragon sat by the entrance and sniffed a bit. It looked very lonely and just stared at the sky longingly. The dragon stretched his wings as they began to flap. With one powerful motion, the shimmering black dragon took off into the sky looking for a nice place to go or at least something to eat.
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
ShelterShelterShelter3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: This story contains soft vore.
Kevin tried to desperately shield his face from the raging blizzard, but it was no use. The storm was too strong, too fierce. He trudged slowly along, trying to keep his stamina up as he looked for something, anything he could use for shelter. Why did I even come up here?, he thought. He used one of the many tree branches surrounding him to pull himself forward in the seemingly eternal cold, but fell over from the exhaustion of the long trip he had been through. He pushed himself back up slowly, trying to gain his balance, and moved further into the white horizon. All he could think about was finding someplace to escape the brutal snow that assaulted him. He took his steps carefully, trying not to stumble and cause his weary self more discomfort. Stepping forward, moving across rocks, snow, fallen branches, and other obstacles, Kevin went deeper into the storm.
It must have been twenty or so minutes before he finally dropped from e
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
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,
A Boy, A Tragedy, A New Mother Chapter 10 The Sky was of purple, orange, and red and green for the morning came. The two Dragons woke simultaneously. Selena woke with a yawn as well did her husband Zenith.A Boy, A Tragedy, A New Mother Chapter 102 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Good Morning my love.” Zenith said to Selena planting kiss upon her muzzle.
“ Same to you dear.” Selena replied to him after their morning kiss. She slowly released Bryan to the floor of the nest being careful to wake up for she wanted him to sleep a little more since his dreadful nightmare. “ Well im glad we were able to cheer our son up after last night.”
Zenith nodded. “ Yes me as well I never want to see our son so sad about anything but you are right it will be a long time before he even at least doesn’t think about his horrible tragedy. Well after I retrieve Breakfast for us Ill take him to the special cavern im sure he wi
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
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
In The Claws Of Trust: VoreWarning: sadness, safe soft vore, fearIn The Claws Of Trust: Vore3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Deeth the magician was making his way through a snowy mountain range. He was planning to reach the mountain-based town of Cairn within half a week. Deeth pulled a map from his cloak. "There should be a small cave around here somewhere..." Deeth stops.
Mike a human boy was in the same mountain and was being blazed with icy weather. Mike was fighting back all he can from the cold "Damn it is cold, is there a cave near?" Mike mumbled to himself as his cold body thrashed through the tall snow "he....hello?..." Mike calls still hoping to find a cave "hello......." Mike felt like he's about to collapse.
As Deeth was looking for a cave, he hears what sounds like a younger human swearing.
"What the hell?" The magician shouts to himself then goes to investigate the sounds he had heard. Deeth runs across the way until he spots a young man. "Holy hell!" The magician dashes over quick as a flash.
Before Mike could black out he saw a man in clock standing befo
An Appetizing ApologyI woke up incredibly refreshed despite the rough night I had just gone through. Thank you, Serperior I thought as stretched, getting out of bed. Without the rest you gave me, I never would have figured out how to help Arbok and Serviper. Now, with a much more peppy pace, I walked down stairs to the kitchen of the manor.An Appetizing Apology3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The kitchen was still a bit damaged, but I almost didn't notice. I still felt so good from my sleep inside Serperior from the night before, and I knew now how to talk to both of them about their quarrel from the night before. What can I say, I hate conflict between friends, especially when they're mine, and it fills me with relief when a solution's in sight.
But that solution would have to wait, since when I approached the table, neither Arbok or Serviper were there. Gardevoir and Mewtwo sat with their breakfasts, both looking a little restless due to the commotion from the previous night. Emily was twirling her scythe in the corner, a dull and bored look
Naive CuriosityWARNING: Contains soft vore and suspenseful situations!Naive Curiosity4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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So here I am again. This is a story involving Lucario and Ash, no spoilers. I welcome suggestions and comments; hopefully I don't butcher my first Pokémon vore story!
Ash woke with a start. His head was aching and he felt like he'd been punched in the face, then treat treated to an all night heavy metal concert.
He sat up suddenly, and immediately became aware of a low beam above as it was introduced to his face.
"AGH!" The boy feel back with a yell-after a moment, he cautiously sat up and looked around.
Surprisingly, Ash hadn't been mugged or been defeated in a battle-he was lying in a soft bed for the first time weeks. He'd been staying at an old country lodge to rest for a few days while exploring the region for any new Pokémon that he could find. He'd just got finished with a tournament where he was able to come out as the champi
In the Jaws of Trust voreWarning: Micro, Macro, Anthro soft vore full tour vore no scat totaly cleanIn the Jaws of Trust vore3 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.
Silver DawnSilver Dawn (Dragon vore)Silver Dawn4 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
The Best of Friends, from the Inside OutThe wind whipped against my face...I wrapped the hood of my sweatshirt around my face, trying to brace from the cold. I wanted to tell Dragonair we should turn back and find shelter, but I didn't want to seem like a weakling. Nevertheless I looked over, and was taken aback.The Best of Friends, from the Inside Out3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dragonair was shaking, barely floating above the hard, cold ground. The weather must have been awful for her, being a dragon. Trapped in an icy wind...one of her only weaknesses.
"Dragonair, are you okay?"
She looked over at me, her face was pale and drooping low. "A-a-andrew...about that idea of 'waiting the night out...' could we stop soon...please?"
"Don't worry, big girl, I saw a cave earlier today, it's only a few minutes this direction." We traveled as fast as we could to the cave. The last 100 meters or so, I had to help carry my friend to the shelter, she was so drained. Finally we arrived, huddled in the stone sanctuary. I saw a few dried logs sitting in the cave, as if they were stored there for