Birthday Gift for Panda, Part 1After a long day of celebration, even the heartiest of party guests needs to relax.
But even more exhausted than the guests is their generous host, the lady of the hour--the birthday girl, Panda! Only her big brother Andrew remains to help clean up the signs of her special day's festivities. Desiring to keep the hype of the day going long into the night, Panda asked Andrew to tell her a story that would keep them both entertained as the cleaned. And that, friends, is where we begin...
The earth as we know it has seen many forms of prejudice between peoples, and the consequences of these wasted grudges and fears. But one story holds a special place in this family's hearts.
Long, long ago, when our continent was still relatively unsettled, a division occurred. .
Simply put, and through no fault of their own, the children of a husband and wife grew into vastly different sizes. These sons and daughters were seen as beautiful despite their differences, a proud and model family to all
You+Me+TranquiliTea*ACK! Cough cough *You+Me+TranquiliTea3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ugh, I hate having a cold," I groaned, curled up on the sofa at my friend Panda's house. "Especially when it's still so warm outside...conflicting temperatures, my body and the weather nearly the same is just--ACK!" I coughed more, my chest still stuffed up from the sickness i'd acquired overnight.
Panda giggled, a soft, sunny sound from a few feet over that balanced my bitter mood. "I'm pretty sure this isn't what I'd expected when you said you'd be bringing me a 'gift,' either."
She and I were idly lounging around one Autumn night, watching some silly movie or something. I hate to say it, but my mind's fuzzy on a few of the details...I was pretty sick!
"Aww c'mon, you know this isn't what I meant, Panda!" I blew my nose in a pathetic *phhhhhpp* sound, then tossed the tissue in the nearby trash can. "Dragonair was gonna come over with me, but something came up at home...Cyndaquil got sick and Mom couldn't take care of him so she offered to stay behind so I co
A Goodnight Gift (Happy Late Birthday, A!)"It's his BIRTHDAY and you didn't say anything?"A Goodnight Gift (Happy Late Birthday, A!)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dragonair slithered forward and *WHAP!* smacked the back of my head with her tail!
"Hey, c'mon! What was I supposed to do, head down to Crossroads by myself?"
"Well obviously NOT, Andrew!" Dragonair huffed. "You should have taken me with you, too!"
"Dragonair, you know why we couldn't make it there in time. Crossroads is a long way away from here, and I was gonna mail his gift! But I was with my girlfriend and I lost track of time."
"More like you procrastinated, silly." Dragonair's smile returned but her voice still held some of that disappointment. "I hope you got him something nice, at least."
"Really? You have that little faith in me?" I sneered at Dragonair, but then smiled too. "Yeah, i've got a good present in mind. Trust me, i'll ship it to him via the couriers, the Skarmory that visits on Tuesday, alright?"
"Still...I wish there was something, oh..." Dragonair's voice trailed off as she looked out the window. I felt a little ash
All In the Family (Christmas Story!)"Mmmmmh!"All In the Family (Christmas Story!)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ah, the prevailing sounds in a home at Christmastime. Amid carols and crackling fires, music, the jingling of bells and laughter of friends, perhaps the happiest sound is that contented delight of a tasty Christmas cookie.
It was the shortest day of the year, December 21st, and the mood was merry as could be. Our home was decorated in the colors of little crystalline plastic lights, shimmering from the snowfall outside. But the cold out there isn't this story's focus--we were all too excited indoors to think about the snowfall.
I was sitting at a table happily munching on a peppermint sugar cookie, humming carols despite my full mouth as my little brother Ronan laughed about how silly i looked, trying to sing with stuffed cheeks. The middle sibling, our sister Panda, just giggled while she gazed up at our tree.
What an amazing tree it was! Not an artificial one, no--a nine-foot tall Douglas fir, with those wonderful pine needles that are soft to touch yet keep that special sc
Healing a Headache with a Heartbeat"Guuuuuuhhgh..."Healing a Headache with a Heartbeat3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I think that's what my voice sounded like tonight, coming back from the bonfire with my church friends. I plopped down on my bed and rubbed my sore cranium, letting my pillow cradle me for support.
The light hurt my eyes, after hours of night sky being illuminated only by the bonfire. The sounds from the city around me--kids playing in Cherrygrove's fall leaves and Pokemon running around with them--only bludgeoned my brain more. Dragonair had laid curled up in a loop near the tv, and she looked up curious at my flopping back in bed.
"Andrew, you look miserable! I thought you enjoyed Autumn." She uncurled and slithered over to me, her long, lovely body like a river towards my bed. "Was the bonfire that bad?"
"Wha--? No, it was fine, r-really! Owww..." I felt another jolt through my head and pressed my hands against its sides. "I did something foolish, is all. Ate too much pumpkin bread, not enough water...the sugar went straight to my head."
"Ahh," she nodded, "s
Fire-Lit Nights and NomsThe living room was already dark, only an hour after dinner. Figures, we'd of course been waiting for spring for weeks and were technically in the spring season, but Mother Nature had decided to keep the cold coming.Fire-Lit Nights and Noms2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fortunately, we had the cold covered.
Inside, my girlfriend Mariah sat on the living room floor, a triumphant look on her face as she gazed into the fireplace. Everyone'd just had a good meal and now the rest of the night was all ours to enjoy--which of course, meant she had some kind of plan to prank me or mess with me or something.
It was my idea to turn off all of the lights in the house, or at least on the main floor. Firelight is one of the most magical mediums of light, in my opinion. It's warmth and heat combined in a moving, flickering, almost living way.
As Mariah watched, the flames slowly started to subside, revealing the brown and white ashes and embers still pulsing with the life of the fire. The room felt a bit colder already, just by her acknowledging
Wanderer's Luck Pt.2: ReunionWanderer's Luck Pt.2: Reunion4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
WARNING: Contains soft dragon vore, suspenseful situations, and mild/strong suggestive connotations!
All characters and places belong to me.
I hope you enjoy the sequel to the very successful first story as in this one Jim has become enchanted by his experience with Kara and seems to want more, no spoilers.
21st of July, second phase of the moon: 10 years ATC (After the Tundra Conflict)
I am sorry for not writing as often-Lucas has kept me busy these last two weeks, and I have needed time to collect my thoughts. You see, over two weeks ago I had one of the most riveting experience of my life. Namely: I was chased by a twenty five foot dragon, licked by it, and then eaten by it all to find out that it, or she as I later found out, just wanted to play with me. I have come to the conclusion that dragons are weird sometimes Anyways, after I got back from meeting Kara-that's the name of the dragon-I tried to get everything back to normal you know and foc
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 Snake5 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.
When Life Hands Lemons/A Garden Greeting"So are you going to help me or not?"When Life Hands Lemons/A Garden Greeting2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The girl known as Panda had tried everything. Pleading, asking, begging, scolding, demanding, all that she could to get her stubborn little Pokemon to help her out with chores. At this point, she'd come full circle, sighing and asking again for the little grass-snake Servie to stand up and assist her. But instead the leafy Pokemon kept lounging about, basking in a windowsill under a noon summer's sun
"Seriously?" He barely opened an eye to address her, the slightest hint of a rolled s slurring of his retort. "You of all people should know by now, summer time is Servie time. After all," he purred, "It's the greatest exposure to sunlight i'll ever get. Absolutely the perfect time and place..." He interrupted himself with a yawn and decided to stretch as well before continuing, "for a nap."
"You spent nearly all day yesterday napping though! And I could've used your help digging through the things under my bed!"
"Oh I agree you do need help," S
Wanderer's LuckWanderer's Luck4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
WARNING: Contains soft vore and some suspenseful situations
All characters belong to me.
This is my first attempt at a fantasy vore story so please, work with me. I welcome any comments and suggestions as long as they're not too demeaning! Thanks hope you enjoy!
In the west of the great continent world of Sounos and deep in the Ballenhill Valley, past the mountains with their ice-tipped peaks and steep summits, there were settlements where small groups of villagers resided-a mainly agricultural people who tended towards the sturdy thatched roof houses and warm central fires in stone-brick cottages. Their main source of food came from the extensive river that ran through their village bringing with it all assortments of fish; big and small, spiked and smooth, in every natural hue. It was able to sustain the village for the long winters that usually occurred during the setting of each year.
This clan was lead by one of the strongest warriors of the village, Lucas Thorsveld; a cun
Out of Miles' HeadAh, the lunch room. People hustling and bustling around, trying to squeeze their way into the middle of lines they feel are too long for them to wait in, the whines of their classmates as they exclaim how long they've been waiting only to be cut in front of just before the entrance to the kitchen, the doorways clogged up so badly that those unfortunate enough to be stuck behind them may well be for the duration of lunch.Out of Miles' Head5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And then there's us: Rodney, Kim, Cliff, Rich, Fugi, Dan, and me, Miles. The seven of us were seated around an otherwise empty table; a not-so-average phenomenon for our lunchroom.
But there's a guest with us today: a certain consciousness-made-reality, a close personal friend of mine actually...and she was hungry.
"So how'd you get Tia out of your head again?" Dan asked cautiously, leaning away. He was sitting across the table from Tia and I.
Tia's my friend: a big, green snake with big, yellow eyes and a scaly, yellow belly; be
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 BorderThe BorderThe Border2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
For as long as I can remember, my home nation has been at war. It feels sometimes like everyone’s been at war, our country, our neighbors, the little town miles down south where my auntie lived when we were little. Exotic places, countries I’ve never been to, some I’d never even heard of—war was everywhere. Everyone’s uneasy, everyone has whispered and shouted and spoken and vowed to each other that they’d never speak of it again. And we’d smile, and shrug it off, and go back to working or playing or doing anything we could to try and ignore the wars.
As a little girl I had no need to worry about any kind of conflict. My village of Amberglade was far enough away from any real conflict, father always said. He told me not to worry about it, and really, why should I have? Amberglade was a wonderful place back when I was young, with life and contentment in knowing we were safe. Isolated, maybe, and utterly una
The Adventures of Runner part 1*Continuing from the prologue*The Adventures of Runner part 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After the meeting…
“So where is Runner patrolling anyway?” Gamma asked Alpha.
“Over on… SHIT!” Alpha said.
“He’s patrolling on shit?!” Gamma asked jokingly.
*Muttered curses* “No Gamma, he’s fucking patrolling near one of the Dimensional Ridges” Alpha said grinding her teeth.
“Oh… so there’s a chance he’ll go to some other planet or dimension without running like devil-possessed?” Gamma asked smiling.
“Yes, and how do you know about that?!” Alpha demanded.
“You don’t think just your boys enjoy his humorous dimensional travels do you?” Gamma asked chuckling.
*muttered* “Corporal Typhone is in for it now” *normal tone* “No, I didn’t, I just didn’t think anyone would start distributing copies of them without my permission” Alpha said grinding her teeth again.
“Well you might want to g
The Stubborn Tummy Tenant"Cranberry juice?" I said, hopeful.The Stubborn Tummy Tenant1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Panda took the cup, her face flushed from a strange strain. She nodded, and held the cup to her lips. "Please, let it be something that actually tastes good," she groaned. With a bit of a wince, she tilted her head back and downed the entire cup in one sitting!
"Uhhh..." Panda panted, flopping back onto my couch as she rubbed her abdomen gingerly. "This had better work."
I sat there, fingers crossed as we both stared at her stomach. And YES, I'm well aware of how odd that sounds. But it'll make sense in a minute. It took about that long for us to see any result...but it wasn't the one we were hoping for. In a sudden blow, Panda curled forward as a small lump in her stomach distended upward, punching her in protest!
"You're gonna have to come up with something better than this!" A voice blasted from inside her belly. "I'm here, and I'm not leaving, and no amount of strange showers will stop me!"
Panda and I groaned in tandem, as I reached down
Sweet Swallowed SurpriseGenerally speaking, I don't travel all that often. I'm usually stuck at home working on my studies or being a lazy dolt, but I make time to trek over to my friends' houses every once in awhile. Of course, when I travel, I usually expect to arrive at my destination at a normal hour, so I can have some time to unwind with friends first thing.Sweet Swallowed Surprise4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
So when I finally disembarked my taxi and stood at my friend Panda's doorstep, I was a little surprised to see a note posted to the front door:
Tired tonight, going to bed early. Back door is unlocked. Make yourself @ home.
I mean, I know we'd caught a little bit of traffic but it was only 9 P.M. Surprised but nevertheless anxious to get settled in, I walked around to the back patio of Panda's house, sliding open the screen door to her kitchen. All the lights were off from what I could tell, save for one dim light over the sink. I was expecting some sort of surprise or, knowing Panda, an ambush somewhere in the dark corners of her h
From Panels to Pages: Hook, Line and SinkerThere are some days where life throws you something totally unexpected that takes you out of the daily routine. I've noticed these changes can oftentimes be little adventures in and of themselves, wonderful little side stories to our "normal" walks.From Panels to Pages: Hook, Line and Sinker9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Then again, living in a home full of Pokémon means that "normal" is usually anything but. So on a sunny Wednesday morning, another of life's little twists and turns came to trip me up.
Or rather, the twisting, turning tip of my dear Arbok's tail was what tripped me up.
I really should've learned by now that the long corridors of the Manor are the most likely spots for Arbok or my other serpentine Pokémon pals to ambush me! It's in their nature, after all; scouting out places to surprise their marks, which are most of the time all me. Within seconds of the toe of my shoe bumping into the purple appendage sticking out of the side storage room, she'd curled her tail all the way up my leg.
"WHOA! What the--?"
My surprise took away any
Panels to Pages: The Taste of Victory/Such a tease"Gyaaaag!" The dragon groaned as he collapsed on his back. The battle had ended, and he winced as he heard his opponent chuckle above him.Panels to Pages: The Taste of Victory/Such a tease2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What? Dang, I lost again!" A frustrated female voice called out from behind the battle lines. Maria, a veteran trainer, sighed as she slumped in defeat. Once again, her best friend A's Pokemon had bested hers. Despite her skill and her partners' talents, she couldn't seem to beat her one-time league champion friend.
"Hey, it's no biggie," A said, crossing the arena floor to help her rebound. "Come on, let's go get some lunch."
Maria smiled and shook hands with A, looking around. Now that her focus was off the intense Pokemon battle, she had a chance to look around. Fortunately, Pokemon battles were pretty common around Crossroads; usually A's managed to gather a crowd, but this time they'd been left alone. However, fewer people had let her concentrate more on the match, but less on the world around her, or even herself. She WAS pretty hungry at thi
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
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
Life of a Mouse-Sized Girl 1"Okay....I....I think I lost her..." Kerrellyn sighed, sitting down under one of the roots of a large tree. She had found shelter, finally, and she had gotten away from that neko alive.Life of a Mouse-Sized Girl 16 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The tiny girl hung her head and began to cry once again, remembering what happened last time she had "gotten away". It had only taken her a few hours to find her, and she had almost been eaten alive.
"Why....why is this happening to me.....I just wanted a normal life...." she mumbled to herself, wiping her tears on her already soaked sleeve, "It's....it's not fair...."
Kerri jolted to attention, looking around for the source of the sudden sound. All she heard and saw was the pouring rain. For several minutes, nothing, just the rain. Kerri decided it was nothing to worry about and sat back down in her small shelter.
This time is was too little too late for her, as she turned to come face to face with a massive mouth. She screamed as it came down on her and everything went blac
Of Crossing Paths and Lesser-Seen Sides“Ugh!”Of Crossing Paths and Lesser-Seen Sides2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The door slammed behind her with only a thought, her angry telekinesis closing off her problems as she left the manor.
Enough, enough of this! Emily thought, gritting her teeth as she floated off the dusty path and into the summer sky. A thousand thoughts raced through her mind, mingling with the emotions that she felt around her—her own, and those of her family, her friends at home, and the citizens of the nearby Crossroads. She didn’t even want to be thinking of anything right now, she just wanted to get away for a bit. And feeling? So many emotions were swirling in the atmosphere around her that she needed fresh air, free of the minds and hearts of others. So, she’d told her mother Gardevoir she’d be going for a walk in the nearby forest to cool down.
As if. Her parents were both gifted in sensing her presence, no matter where or when she travelled off to someplace else. It was simply impossible to be alone when her parents were psyc
Secrets in a RuinSecrets in a RuinSecrets in a Ruin3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: This story contains soft vore, very long reptiles and a happy ending. If you do not like any of these, leave.
A man was sitting in an open-roof horse-drawn carriage, flipping through pages of a book. He was dressed somewhat casually, with a black vest, white shirt and brown pants, all looking somewhat renaissance-era. His age was around twenty-five years, and boredom was quite visible in his demeanor. Closing the book, he started to think to himself. After a while, the driver, noticing his passenger's behavior, proceed to engage in idle chat.
"So, what takes you on such a trip to the grand city of Karostat? I know many have their reasons, but what are yours?"
Noticing that he was being spoken to, the man turned his head back up, and replied.
"I've never traveled much. Seemed like an interesting place to go. As an added bonus, I'm pursuing archeology, and I've heard that the city has some... history."
"Indeed it does," the driver said, smirking. "Have you hear
TG - Emily's SongEmily's SongTG - Emily's Song5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The bar was filled with the sliding and tapping and rattling of glass on wood punctuated by the random crash. This was mostly drowned out by the soccer game playing in one corner, a game of eight-ball in another, the clatter of a pinball machine, and the ending strains of a ubiquitous rock song from the speakers in the ceiling. And a dozen conversations passed one another above that.
Despite all the noise, Nick Lyden could hear perfectly as Emily asked, "Why are you here?"
Nick snickered to himself as he and Emily both raised their glasses at the same time.
With a little smirk, he noted to her, "Kind of a deep question for a night out."
Emily leaned her head towards him with a smirk mirroring his. Her sleek black hair still managed to glow despite the subdued light on her. "Don't have to think too deeply on it."
Nick stared into his glass. "We're here because of Kallie. For the karaoke." His hair was long and black, a little like Emily's. But it didn't have her shin
Sunset's OverdriveSunset's Overdrive4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
WARNING: Contains vore, suggestive material, and suspenseful situations.
Hey, everyone! You know, it has been a long time since I’ve written a good old-fashioned vore story, almost two years I think. Now, I didn’t just write this because of that. I wanted to start a new series starring my good ol’ friend Sev. I don’t think I’ve gotten to write a story with myself interacting with that big, lovable dragon.
Despite being imaginary, he is really a sweetheart to my imagination and I. Secondly, I’ve not been feeling great physically and emotionally lately, and I wanted to share just some simple, straightforward emotions in this story. The whole reason I started liking vore was the concept of ultimate trust and surrounding love, and I think I tried my best to epitomize those ideals in this story. I hope you enjoy this first part, if it is received well, I will continue it!
“I can’t remember the last time we w