All In the Family (Christmas Story!)"Mmmmmh!"
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
Safe in my big sister's tummy:Authors note hi everyone this is my first ever vore story so I hope you all like it:Safe in my big sister's tummy2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: Non-fatal vore shrinking giant and tiny stuff
In a house their lived a family a mother and a father who had very busy jobs would always leave their kids at home thy had a young boy named Danny who was very little for his age he was 10 years old he didn't have many friends everyone had always made fun of him and called him names "stupid," and "dumb" the poor boy was always bullied by everyone for him being short and small he would rather play some video games with his big sister then go to that horrible school of terror.
His sister Alice was an awesome person she was 15 years old and she was like the friend the poor boy had he wished he could go to high school with her in stead of being in his "school of terror" but she told him to take her word for it and just be happy to be in grade school Danny loved his sister she always had awesome video games to play Danny and Alice always played togeth
The Trust Fall(read description first! =3) It was raining outside that day, thunder cracking, shells thundering right outside the little house. We were in the middle of a war between our species. We being Ty and I of course, an odd pair of friends but a pair nonetheless. We huddled tensely in the abandoned modern home while outside in the muck, biological giants of 15 feet were locked in combat with mechanical giants, mechs inhabited by 6 foot humans. The rumbling around Ty and I indicated the close proximity of this war but we? We were two at peace, huddling right behind his enemy's lines. Though they were my people's lines as well. Ty the human, I the giant. While the two of us, misfits of our own societies, hid away in the rattled little human abode, bombs exploded abruptly around the war torn area.The Trust Fall3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"AHH!" A shell BOOMED in the near distance and Ty and I uttered cries of surprise, rained upon with a shower of plaster from the crumbling ceiling. I leaned over him, my friend, to shield him fr
Birthday Gift for Panda, Part 1After a long day of celebration, even the heartiest of party guests needs to relax.Birthday Gift for Panda, Part 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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
Meeting MariahMan, I love date nights.Meeting Mariah2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I mean, seriously, if you've ever been in a committed relationship with someone, those moments where you just spend time with them are just perfect!
That's exactly the situation I was in that one night, preparing for a dinner date with my girlfriend, Mariah. Her and I had been dating for almost two whole years at this point, and I swear every day or night I got to spend with her was better than the one before.
We met in junior high school, hanging out together and spending time in drama, choir, and of course battling our Pokemon before and after school! Mariah's a wonder with animals...Pokemon or not, she's just got a way with 'em. Her Growlithe is an adorable little bugger but TRUST me, his bite's a lot worse than his bark.
Of course, I had to stop bringing Dragonair to school eventually...as I started getting older and growing up, Dragonair grew up too. I know most of you guys know about that liiiittle habit she has involving her, me and meal time; sin
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
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
GT: Bad DayIt was a terrible day-GT: Bad Day3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
'Terrible' was an understatement for the kind of day Sawyer had just endured.
She trudged slowly through the smaller door of her joint house and closed it firmly shut behind her.
Heavy, wet clothes shucked off-
Haired dried and pulled back-
Maybe the haunting memories of the day's tribulations would fade amongst her own familiar surroundings.
Wearily, Sawyer shrugged into a long robe, watching the unfamiliar ghost of her reflection mimic each movement in the dim bathroom mirror.
She looked tired.
She was tired.
Her usual warm, tanned skin fared pale against the faded peach of the robe hanging from her shoulders.
She watched as the specter raised an arm and placed a hand on its cheek.
She felt cold too- as cold as she looked.
Still silence lingered throughout the whole house as she scuffled around to search for remedies; looking for her slippers, her earphones, her favorite mug for tea.
A door opens, rattles the entirety of the standalone
A Mock SacrificeA Mock SacrificeA Mock Sacrifice3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: This story contains soft vore.
The shadows casted by the towering trees of a vast forest shrouded the knobbed and mudded forest floor. A small bird landed on an exposed root and began to groom its feathers with its agile beak. When it finished, the bird chirped and began to jump along the root in a playful manner. It heard the snap of heavy footsteps nearby and it turned its head alarmingly. A great form stumbled out of the darkness and collapsed mere inches from the bird. Mud splashed up from the crashing being and several specks of the sticky dirt flew outwards to cling to the bird's newly cleaned feathers. The bird squeaked in shock before flying off into the canopy.
Ben had stumbled across one of those blasted roots again. He grunted with sheer annoyance as he clumsily lifted himself from the muddy ground. The sleeves of his shirt, his shirt proper and his pants were now coated in the brown substance. Even his face was flecked with several drops of mud tha
Meeting Myth - Part 1He had long since left the noise of traffic and people behind, escaping his city ‘prison’. It was windy out, and the clouds overhead moved hurriedly through the afternoon sky. Jason watched the white masses come and go, finding their silent bustle preferable to him. If only people were that quiet…Meeting Myth - Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The day had dragged on too slowly for him, and he was exhausted by the time his college classes let out. “Darned professors. All they do is talk and tell everyone else not to. What do they think we’re supposed to do? Learn?” He scoffed the idea, dismissing it as pointless. “It’s all a waste of time…”
Jason hated the city; hated the noise. The only reason he still lived in one, was because it made him more appreciative of the world away from all that; the world outside of human domain… It was a part of his personality, the need for solitude and quiet. He wasn’t a very friendly person so it made sense. Still
1. Pranks and Politics (V) Part 2The jerk was messing with me again. I didn’t want to run to Rex every time this happened. Besides, half of what the jerk said didn’t bother me anymore. I stayed were I was, tuning him out. The other kids just walked past as he talked. A few of them added comments mostly that I belonged in a pet store.1. Pranks and Politics (V) Part 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Why don’t you just leave her alone?” Rex’s voice broke through.
“Why do you care?” the jerk shot back, standing.
“She’s a person,” Rex growled.
“She’s a human,” the jerk growled back. “And humans are quieve.”
I flinched. Only the caretaker usually called me that. I heard and felt Rex shove the jerk against the wall.
“Don’t. Use. That. Word,” Rex snarled.
“Why? All the adults use it,” the jerk grunted. “Quieve.”
I peeked out of my hiding place in time to see Rex getting ready to punch the jerk. I didn’t want him to get in trou
What Friends Can DoWARNING: Contains blood, suspenseful situations, and slight vore!What Friends Can Do4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kazio belongs fully to Jenae, the scenery was made by the wonderful Ragingfire1, and Mark, the character, belongs to me!
Ragingfire1 wrote the breathtaking introduction and the scenery and I wrote the interaction and befriending. Raging said he wanted it to be me interacting with Kazio so I'll just use myself but please, thank him for his huge contribution of the beginning/middle and the initial, amazing idea to do this. Without it, this story wouldn't exist. Hello, this is a co-story that I'm doing with Ragingfire1. We decided to do a story dedicated to Maw-Eats-People10 aka Jenae as she is one of my closest friends and we both saw that she was very sad, angry, and depressed earlier this week. We as her friends wanted to write this to make her feel better and hope that we portrayed her featured character, Kazio, with all her merit and beauty. For you Jenae…
The eerie silence of the abandoned town unner
GT- Sorry!!!“I’m SO SO sorry!”GT- Sorry!!!2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The giant’s eyes softened upon my face. “Why are you saying sorry?” his voice was gentle, muted, and distant…
I rubbed my bruised arm and bit my lip. “I’m sorry for falling into your mouth—It was a total accident,”
The giant blinked in surprise and sat up straighter, his bed covers covering his bare torso, hiding the rest of his godlike body from my gaze.
“It’s totally all right,” he said with a weak smile. “But, are you okay? I bet that was extremely frightening! I thought I had hurt you…”
I shook my head and hugged my moist knees to my chest. “No I’m fine- couple of bruises but no biggy,”
“Not to be rude, or anything- but, what are you exactly?” the giant stared directly at me as he spoke.
I gulped and rubbed my neck nervously. “A human of course,” I tried not to sound irritated but I wasn’t even close.
The Transporter Chapter 1Michael rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. He had a weird feeling in the pit of his stomachs that he couldn't get rid of, and he was worried that it might interfere with his new job. He really needed this job but he was very unsure of himself. He doubted that he'd be able to do what the job required. "This is a chance be around people," he said to himself as he slithered to work.The Transporter Chapter 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Michael's relatively young, being only 16 in naga years, and he has long black hair with red bangs. His eyes are a dark brown, but people rarely see them since he almost always has his hair in front of his eyes.
He was orphaned when he was only a year or so old, and has lived alone since then. He never could make any friends no matter how hard he tried. Probably because he was different than most nagas and frightened humans. He did fine on his own despite this though.
Today was his first day of being a Tran
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
The Man in the Moon“My offer from last night still stands.” Liz reminded me. “Have you made your decision?”The Man in the Moon10 months ago in Settings More Like This
I looked up at her, a forlorn smile tugging at the corners of my mouth. It was remarkable how close we’d grown over the last several months. We were so different. Yet, on a fundamental level, we were the same.
As a human, I should have experienced a number of emotions when faced with one of Liz’s kind. Fear, anxiety, anger, and despair were all warranted. The dragon race deserved nothing less: in six months they had wiped out all trace of human civilization, and in less than a year they’d driven mankind to the brink of extinction.
On the surface, Liz seemed just as savage as the rest of her species. A tangled myriad of black scales, white claws, and piercing red eyes, the dragon harbored a predatory finesse that would have put any Earthly carnivore to shame. But most dangerous and most defining of all was her size: while most men were lucky to stand six fee
The Dragon Dinner and LoungeWhoosh! Wind gusted out in every direction as the dragon flapper her wings one last time and touched down. Her name was Salren. She was jet black with a furry, bright red mane and just large enough for her two friends Miles and Tia to ride on. Miles was a 16 year old boy and Tia was his best friend, a big green snake with bright yellow eyes and a scaly, yellow belly, just about large enough to swallow him whole.The Dragon Dinner and Lounge2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The two of them slid off the dragon’s back and the three of them stretched after the flight over.
“Are you sure this is the place?” Salren asked inspecting the building before them. There were standing just outside a large and fancy looking building. Big, gold letters over the columned entry way read “Dragon Dinner and Lounge.”
“Yup,” Miles said. “I hope you’re hungry.”
The three of them headed inside though enormous, dragon-sized wooden doors and were greeted by a well-dressed gentleman at a podium. He looked
REQUEST: Cheering Me UpWARNING: Contains Soft VoreREQUEST: Cheering Me Up3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I could say I was angry, but that would be pushing it. I guess I was more disappointed than anything else. I had everything planned out in my head, and I was just about to ask Kara out when my mind went blank. The chance came and went, and I was left standing in the middle of the high school courtyard like an idiot.
By the time school let out, I was miserable. It was such a simple plan-what went wrong? Did I get nervous? Maybe. I kicked at a rock as I walked home. When I get there, I fumble for the house key in my pocket and open the door slowly. My sister Aska lays on the couch lazily flipping through channels looking for something to watch. “Hey, little brother,” she says cheerfully, looking away from the screen.
“Hey,” I answer monotonously. She notices my depression immediately.
“What’s wrong, Sona?” she asks. I pause, wondering if I should even tell her. I sigh.
“I tried to ask Kara out today,” I say
Stellar B14 [9TailedJackal's Birthday Gift]The radio clicked to life, filling the whole of the small room with a static-laced tune. It was an old song, dating back at least to the twenty-first century: the melody was calming and slow, yet simultaneously uplifting.Stellar B14 [9TailedJackal's Birthday Gift]2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
It was the perfect hymn to start the day.
Rolling onto his back Kane gave a long sigh, delaying his inevitable rise through a series of yawns and stretches. At length, however, he could deny his destiny no longer; and, with a grunt, slapped a hand towards his nightstand and switched his radio off.
He rose, quickly traversing the half a dozen steps to his closet. He donned a simple outfit – jeans and a collared t-shirt emblazoned with the Star Elevator logo – and slipped towards his cube of a bathroom. He quickly applied deodorant, shaved, and further freshened himself before slumping back into his bedroom.
He placed a hand against a panel of the wall and, with a woosh, it slid open to reveal a hallway beyond. He pushed his way into the corrid
A day at the zooThis story contains soft vore if you do not like that then please turn away now. Everyone else I hope you enjoy ^_^A day at the zoo3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a chilly day on the edge of winter heading into summer when my family and I ended up around the great city of Memphis. It was a yearly family trip we always got to go on a trip to all kinds of locations on the East coast. I had the good chance to suggest that since we were down in the area I always wanted to go to a zoo. Something about watching animals have always
fascinated me ever since I was a kid, and going to some kind of zoo or aquarium seems like the best place to just sit and watch all the animals I want. I had my sister sitting beside me in the car and my mom and dad up front with the radio blaring some old rock songs that they enjoy as kids while I was just sitting in the back seat looking out the window on my sister's side because it gave me the best view as huge tower of buildings would pass by as the care drove down the road. Even with a better view t
Comfier Than a Cast"Oh, my. Andrew told me you'd gotten hurt..."Comfier Than a Cast3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dragonair slid in to his room, her long blue body floating just above the floor. Ronan lay in his bed, his leg wearing its newest fashion statement--a long cast that stretched over his femur. He perked up a bit at the sight of his visitor, shutting his DSi as she entered.
"Oh, hey Dragonair! This is a nice surprise...um, yeah." He gestured to his broken leg, mumbling. "Fell down some stairs, nothing big." He sighed and shook his head a little, then sat up and rested against his headboard. He was embarrassed, really...getting hurt again even with his dear Milotic, Myla, nearby to watch him.
Dragonair shrugged off his self-frustration, though, and eased her way over to him. "Still, Ronan...it can't be fun just lying around like this." She glanced over at his closed game system and chuckled. "I mean, staring at that box only lasts SO long, or at least Andrew thinks so!"
Ronan smiled and shrugged. It wasn't that the DSi bored him, but with Myla
random vore dreamThis is a random dream I had, it was awesome so I had to write about it.random vore dream5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A male, 17 years of age, with short black hair, and about 5foot 5in. He is wearing a very colourful top and blue long trousers. He is in a forest at night, alone.
"Come on, I'm waiting "
He is just standing still under a very large tree. A Naga starts to slither down towards him. This Naga was male, long green tail, and long blond hair.
"Are you lost little boy?"
"No, I am exactly where I want to be."
"You waiting for someone?"
"What's your name" the Naga said as he started to coil around him.
"James, and I know what you're doing."
"Wha I'm just being friendly."
"You're being nice so that I won't notice you coiling me, so you can eat me."
"That is not what I'm doing, I am not like that."
"Then why are you still coiling around me?"
"To keep you warm, I am not going to eat you ..(yet he thinks)"
"Because as I said, I'm not like that."
"Please be like that, I want to get eaten."
A Dragon for CompanyWarning: Contains vore. You should probably leave if you don't like it. Seriously.A Dragon for Company2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You were awake. You instinctively curl up in a ball. Brrr. It was cold. Slowly you open one eye. You were… home? Yes, you were home, in your snug little cabin. Had that whole thing been a dream, with the storm and the dragon who…? Your thoughts trailed off. You gasp in surprise as your eyes fall onto the other side of the room.
The dragon was in your cabin. Wait, what? A dragon in my cabin? This doesn't happen every day. As if she could hear your thoughts, she wakes up and yawns; a half-growl. You stare into her mouth, realizing you had already made one trip down there. She sees you staring and grins.
"Are you okay?" She asks.
"I… I… I…" You falter. You step out of bed and walk up to her. It still hadn't hit you yet. A real, breathing, living and talking dragon who had just saved your life by swallowing you was in your cabin asking you if you were okay. "Uhh… Hi," you blurt out, unable to think of
A Rough WeekThrough the empty hallways of the abandoned office building, the echoing 'clomp clomp' of the young boy's year-old sneakers were the only sounds that pervaded in one of his last sanctuaries. The little boy wore a yellow name-brand shirt with a safety orange raincoat over it and khaki pants. Armed only with a baseball bat, he ducked under the windows, carefully looking out through the corners to see if he could spot the alien he knew was nearby.A Rough Week6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
He reached a door and tested the knob, entering quietly once he was sure it was open. He followed the hallway rapidly, not as inclined to stealth since there were no windows, but as he walked passed an adjacent hall, he doubled back and looked to the end of it.
A part of the wall was destroyed, and as he looked on, he heard the low thuds of the alien approaching. Ducking behind the wall, he stood as still as he possibly could, wrapping the bat up in his jacket to keep it from waving around unnecessarily. The booming footfalls drew closer, then 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