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 tummy3 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
A Goodnight Gift (Happy Late Birthday, A!)"It's his BIRTHDAY and you didn't say anything?"A Goodnight Gift (Happy Late Birthday, A!)3 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
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
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 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
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
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
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
The Man in the Moon“My offer from last night still stands.” Liz reminded me. “Have you made your decision?”The Man in the Moon11 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
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
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
Icy FangsIt was an unremarkable, unabridged stretch of woodlands. It made for a very boring map – and thus made for a very irritated mapmaker.Icy Fangs1 year ago in Settings More Like This
And it made for a very dysfunctional and altogether unnecessary project as a whole. Timothy was well aware that, like every inch of his sketchpad before it, every inch that remained would hold a single and unwavering pattern: the hatched lines that marked an unbroken forest.
And yet the Lord of Stonebridge had been insistent on the map’s creation. He declared he was “blind outside of the walls” more than once as he was making the commission – almost as if he was expecting some sort of attack. And his suspicion and insistence coalesced not only into a long-term project on Timothy’s behalf, but also one that was to be drawn out across the earliest and coldest months of the year.
But while the job wasn’t necessarily ideal, it was also necessary. Timothy had spent his childhood under the tutelage of a local scribe, h
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
Howling night:Wolf vore part 1It was night time,I was going outside to meet my best friend.I ran into the woods looking for her,when I saw a gray pelt of fur fly by."Hello,Mika."I said as I sat down."hello Gabe."she howled."so how's you're day been?"I asked,I could tell that Mika new what I wanted."nothing much."she barked."I'm ready."I said.She had an overjoyed look on her face."Ok then."she howled.I layed down and the grass and watched as she opened her maw eager to have me inside of her."Your the best alpha female wolf i've ever met."I said while watching her maw get close and closer to my head."thanks,Gabe."she said as she pushed my head into her mouth and tasted me with her tongue."your taste is so delightful."she barked as she swallowed my head and kept on tasting me."I'm told that a lot,but when I bite myself to calm down when i'm angry,I don't like the taste."I heard her giggling as she swallowed me down to my waist."your lucky that I care about you,the others would have torn you to shreds."I was lucky,becaHowling night:Wolf vore part 13 years ago in Settings More Like This
A Losing BattleThe shoreline was quiet, the stillness of the night broken only by the gentle waves along the beach. For hours it seemed as though nature's tranquility would persist, unbroken by man or animal; yet, as midnight neared, a light flickered into existence, breaking the shadows of the sea mist. Over the course of several minutes the light grew closer to the shore, drawing its bearer closer to the sand until, at length, a booted foot broke nature's hold on the land.A Losing Battle2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"This is as far as I go." The shoe's owner grunted, climbing from the dingy and pulling the small vessel securely onto the coast. He wiped the salty water from his speckled beard and turned his aged face to the boat's second occupant, giving him an encouraging gesture that hinted at both respect and impatience.
"It is hard to sail a boat on land, isn't it?" the passenger asked sarcastically, swinging his leg over the dingy's railing. He landed lightly and stepped towards the captain, pulling at a pouch along his belt as he approa
GT: Bad DayIt was a terrible day-GT: Bad Day4 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
Icy VigilIcy VigilIcy Vigil4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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Warning: This contains soft dragon vore
The early morning noises and colors of a new, blooming summer swept across a peaceful countryside. The glaring sun above depositing its nourishing rays on the grass and flowers that lined the earth. Urban cities bustled with noise and fumes; the industrial image of the free world. Great mountains arose like natural skyscrapers; their desire to touch beyond the sky always present. Upon one of these mountains lay a creature that nobody thought existed. A creature that the entire human race couldn't believe existed. Sitting on the edge of a plateau was a dragon.
He was leaning on his right forepaw which was curled into a fist that lay on his right cheek. His gaze shifted lazily between the horizon, the trees, the sky, and the birds that flew past. He noticed everything within miles, but they laid only at the very edge of his consciousness. His th
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
Vore story: Just having funWARNING: CONTAINS SOFT VOREVore story: Just having fun3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
If you don't like vore, then I respectfully ask that you leave.
I was aroused from sleep by a noise. Not a loud one, but just enough that it pulled me from a peaceful dream and into the reality of my bedroom, dimly lit by early morning sunshine filtering in through the blinds over my window. The noise continued. I leaned over to peek beyond the edge of the bed. A large mass of skin, some human, some snakelike, sat coiled up on a pile of blankets, slowly rising and falling rhythmically. I forgot I let Corran sleep at my house last night. He snores lightly, just as lightly as he speaks. It's soothing.
I chose not to wake him, instead sliding off the bed, hitting the wood floors with my bare feet, hardly making a sound. I sneak past him and out my door. I walked over to my desk, slipping into the soft leather chair. I open the laptop and quickly begin my morning routine, typing, drawing, checking messages.
About thirty minutes later, my bedroom door opens, and
An Easter Endeavor, Part 1The sun was barely risen that Sunday morning as a fluffy brown rabbit bounded down the forest path. The creature, a Pokemon named Buneary, was absolutely delighted to be doing this job; bouncing amongst trees and glades, off towards the small town of Cherrygrove in Johto.An Easter Endeavor, Part 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
See, from all around the world Buneary would travel to the homes of children in villages on this day set up by humans, bearing gifts of eggs filled with chocolate or other sweets, in a day the people called 'Easter.' Buneary wasn't sure why he and his family had followed this odd tradition, and even his parents couldn't say for sure what the reason was. But what they humans called him and his kinsman, the Easter bunnies, was a celebrity role for the little Pokemon--one that he greatly enjoyed.
He'd done this a few years in a row, knowing the road towards town by the back of his ears. But today as he leaped through the greenery of the woods, he saw a new animal moving around. Whooaaaa, he thought. What's that
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
An Unlikely SamaritanThe Unlikely SamaritanAn Unlikely Samaritan3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: This story contains violence, dragons and vore, in that order.
Pain. Darkness. It's all I could seem to feel. I can't remember how I got where I was. I felt like I had just had my head split open. All I could remember was entering that building. Finding what I had hoped to discover. Then, out of nowhere, a crack of pain.
"Look at him. Tied up like a pig to the slaughter."
I was sitting on something hard, and wooden. Most likely a bench. The world around me was moving, shifting. I could hear an engine. Most likely I was in some kind of truck.
"We don't take kindly to those who deny us our privacy. This one will be punished."
I could see nothing. My eyes were open, but all I could see was black. It felt like cloth was wrapped around my head. I must have been blindfolded.
"Enjoy the ride, bastard."
The sound of feet moving and wind rushing. Pain hit me in the gut. I grunted. He laughed.
"Not the average man, are you? Looks like what we are about to do will
The Whole World Went AwayThe Whole World Went AwayThe Whole World Went Away4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: This story contains soft vore and violence.
My name is Samantha. I was a high school graduate and was about to apply to a college before everything took a turn for the worst. Not just for me, but for every human in the world. I was going to study the creation and mechanics of politics and laws and try to make a change in a world that so desperately needed heroes. But mankind became even more desperate for heroes after that fateful week...
It was my first day at my new college and during my English class there was an emergency broadcast on the television. The broadcast told us that a state of emergency had been declared and that everyone was required to wear protective medical masks and to try to stay indoors. It said that a mysterious rock formation had crashed onto the planet and that when scientists attempted to study the strange meteorite it cracked open, releasing a large cloud of a colourless, gas-like substance into the atmosphere. In a matter o