MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CHAPTER 2MY BIG, FAT DRAGON
Warning: Don't read if you don't like big, fat, cuddly, draggies.
Chapter 2: Destined for Greatness
Fare was not your average 14 year old boy. No matter what he did, no one would accept him for who he was. Sure, you could blame it on the fact that he was a four-eyed brace-face looser who did nothing but watch T.V., surf the web, and play video games. But the real problem lied deeper than that. The real problem was his personality. He was what most people would call "immature". Although he was 14 and in fact was mature, he had a deep, burning, passionate obsession, Dragons. Of course everyone teased him about it, but he didn't mind. He was more of a loner himself and liked his space. If he could he would much rather hang out with his pets and talk to them instead. He always felt so awkward in large groups of people, but seeemed to feel right at home with animals.
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Warning: Only for fat Draggies
Flare awoke the next morning on his living room floor to hear voices talking over him. They werent his parents, but someone elses, and there were a lot of them. He cautiously opened one eye a crack, and instantly shut it. He was completely surrounded by animals, and not just his house pets, but wild ones as well. Flare wondered why his dogs hadnt protected him whats more the voices seemed to be coming from the animals. Josie, the most faithful of his dogs, was lying on the floor beside him. A stag was talking to her, and apparently the conversation was about him.
How do we know hes the chosen one for sure? He looks like any regular human to me.
He was lifted clear off the ground by a comet of pure light. If thats not a sign, then I dont know what is. Wait, shh. Listen, his breathings changed. I think hes awake.
Flare shuddered and closed his eyes tigh
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Warning: If you dont like fat Dragons and vore, then do not read.
Chapter 4: Wish Fulfillment
I got up and looked at the small little dragon as it shook the remains of the shattered eggshell of itself. I backed up and stepped on an old dry leaf. The dragon instantly whipped around and faced me. Our eyes locked. I wanted to turn and run, but something in the way those eyes stared at me held me firmly in place. Without warning, the dragon leaped onto me with such force that I fell over backwards. To my amazement, it did not hurt me, but began licking my face all over. Once I was thoroughly covered in drool, it got off and let me up. Not knowing what to do, I just stood there looking at the dragon confused. It saw this, and its little head dropped, a look of sheer sadness upon its face.
You dont remember me, do you?
I was confused. I liked dragons a lot, but never did I imagine seeing one up close, and this one was a little too real for comfor
MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH 1MY BIG, FAT DRAGONMY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH 18 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Warning: If you are easily frightened, or pee your pants at the mere thought of a big, fat, cuddly, yet powerful draggie, this story is not for you. Should you read this, the author and all supporters involved are in no way responsible for any nightmares (dreams should you happen to like Dragons like me), or any bed-wetting that might ensue. Also, to those who like Dragons, I am also in no accounts responsible if you poop your pants form laughing so hard after reading this warning.
Chapter 1: The Powers That Be and Amazing Origins
Ever since the dawn of time, two great forces have governed our world. Light and Darkness (Good and Evil) are forever locked in a titanic power struggle for dominance. For centuries they balanced each other, then came the making of our galaxy, the Milky Way. As with all the others before, Light and Darkness instantly began feuding over it. Darkness added the cold void of spac
Big Beautiful DragonessStef and DemiraBig Beautiful Dragoness8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Stef Owned by Crazystef
It was a bright Saturday morning. The sun was shining brightly through Stef's cave. He was awoken by the rays, and slowly stood up from the position he had been peacefully sleeping in. He walked over to the entrance of his cave, looked up at the sun, and smiled as the light shone on his face. He was a very large dragon. With webbed feet, and fins on his wings that went to the tip of his tail, he looked aquatic. While his long curved horns made him look ferocious, he was a very kind and sweet dragon. He walked out of the cave and flew into the tops of the forest, looking for his breakfast. Having incredible wing power, Stef looked very graceful taking off. He was tone, and thin. Always one to work out, he was in peak physical health. Though, it wasn't a quality he admired in other dragons.
Perhaps it was a reaction to how hard he had worked out his entire life. Maybe he wanted somebody he could always take care of. Maybe he had a chemic
Fat Dragon storyDragon GirthFat Dragon story8 years ago in Humor More Like This
prolog: Enter Lorkahn
we begin our story with Lorkhan, a thin 24ft tall red and orange dragon. Lorkhan is very nice and has many friends he also has a gift (though some call it a curse) of a very high metabolism. Meaning he can eat insane amounts of food and not gain any weight. But that will change very soon. We begin with Lorkhan in bed, sleeping peacefully......
Chapter 1: the dream
Lorkhan smiled as he dreamed not knowing what would happen. Soon Lorkhan got thirsty and got up got a drink a went back into bed. His dream was now very different. He was now standing in the entrance of what looked like a large chapel and walked in. Instantly the doors closed and locked themselves as Lorkhan stood before two statues. One was of an angle holding a crystal like object in her paws and the other was a large tiger-bull morph holding a large axe. Lorkhan reached out to touch it. The tiger-bull statue instantly snapped to life and glared at him. "who dares enter the Chaple of Assis
Ross the Sapphire DragonRoss the Sapphire Dragon6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
I woke up this morning feeling incredibly strange. I was conscious, but I didnt open my eyes quite yet, trying to figure out what was wrong with me. Something just felt different. I opened my eyes and everything was white. I panicked until I realised it was a piece of paper balanced on my face. I picked it up and read it.
Haha, now I win.
Great. Lance and me had an argument the other day and were doing stupid things to one another I sat up carefully, looking around, somehow expecting my room to be blown up or something But it wasnt. Nothing was wrong. I lay back down and blew out a smoke ring in relief.
Wait. A smoke ring?
I immediately jumped to my feet and dashed to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, to find that somehow, overnight
Wait. Forget the somehow I know exactly what happened. Lance used that damn Transfiguration Amulet of his on me dammit
I had been transformed into a
Art of Forgetting-RememberingI can't seem to think straight,Art of Forgetting-Remembering5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And it tends to make me irate.
But neither life, nor death can make me feel
As alone as I do like when you aren't near.
I'll make-believe that I see your face,
And hope that soon we'll both leave this place.
No one else can know, neither angel nor demon.
Only us, captivated by these things which we dream in.
'Cause the Art of Forgetting is easy to do,
When the only thing I think of is you.
Trying to forget is the hardest part,
But I promised with you we'd make a fresh start.
We'd leave behind this fragile place;
Start anew with my love; your strength.
Our differences are many, Our likenesses so few,
Yet we bond the same, like best friends do.
I don't know how to tell you, or show you how I feel,
But I'll do my best through this life that's so still.
'Cause the Art of Forgetting is easy to do,
When the only thing I think of is you.
And then we remember our trials and tribulations,
Our messed up life and our odd relations.
We remember our fights,
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Jake stirred awake, feeling his body still in its dragon form. He yawned and moved slowly, working the kinks out of his back. The mattress wasn't the most comfortable, but it was better than the concrete floor.
It was the next day after the changes had first started. Jakes Grandfather had taken him down to the harbor and led him to a warehouse just inside the waterfront. Inside crates of all sizes had been stacked up to the ceiling, nearly filling the room save for a small office area which Jakes Grandfather had told him he'd be sleeping in.
"G, are you serious?" Jake had said at the time, falling back to his slang out of habit, "There isn't even enough room to swing a skateboard, let alone stand up."
"Do not worry young one," Jakes Grandfather had noted patiently, "By the end of tomorrow, you won't have to worry about sleeping in there. But you must swear to me, that no matter what happens, you will not leave this building until the changes are done."
All the Tears in the World...One tear, two tear, three tear, fourAll the Tears in the World...7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I don't want to hurt anymore
five tear, six tear, seven tear, eight
Your presence makes souls disappate
For all the tears in the world couldn't fill this glass
But once the time our hours' past
The tears we fall will make a flood
A flood of tears and crimson blood
for it's one cut, two cut, three cut, four
and all the bodies drop to the floor
five cut, six cut, seven cut, eight,
You feel as if you soffacate
The lies and cries and broken dreams
For our hearts are ripping at the seams
So it's one drop, two drop, and you'll see
that when I'm gone you'll still need me...
Even If...Even if you grow old,Even If...5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Your shine goes out, your blood runs cold,
You'll always be mine to hold,
No end in sight, our love so bold.
And even if you leave me here,
Leave me to rot; never to be near,
I'll always think of you, my dear,
Your words so kind, your love so sincere.
Even if they thought we were wrong,
We'll prove them we're strong; that we've strengthened our bond.
And maybe then I could sing you my song,
The one about us; how we've been right all along.
And even if you think it's a lie,
That this poem can fall and wither and die,
I know I can't try to change your mind,
So I'll go off alone with one last goodbye,
Flailing my arms up to the sky, and scream to myself,
'How could you love this guy?'
But the only words left is a simple question, "Why?"
Even if you come back with style,
And call me up on your speed dial.
Ask me just to "Stay a while."
Together we'll live in denial,
And let our hearts compensate for the bile.
Even if we don't make it together,
We'll love for a while '
Saint and AngelSaint and AngelSaint and Angel8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
This is a transformation and fat admirer story. You don't like, don't read.
Angel sat looking into the night sky. It was so peaceful on the hill, away from everyone else. He had not led a wonderful life by any standard. His parents being killed in a car crash at an early age, Angel had spent the first 10 years of his life in an orphanage. In fact, his last name wasnt even known. The boys first name had come from a nurse at the hospital he had been taken to after the wreck. Angel was also an only child. So without a family, he was forced to live out his child hood in a small, government run orphanage.
Sure, they provided for his basic needs, food, shelter, and clothes, but he was completely alone. He talked to the other orphans, but they rarely talked in there. It was basically a home for the miserable and alone, nobody able to comfort the others. Their caretakers w
AloneI sit in the dark, hoping you'd break down the door,Alone5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And sweep me off my feet just like you did before.
I sit here alone with nothing left to do,
So I sit here now writing this letter addressed to you.
If you don't get this, then I guess it's not so bad.
I just wanted you to know that your the best I've ever had.
I'm awakened by the light and it's blinding all my sight,
And I've become so weak; No longer does my heart fight.
So I'll lie here now, until I find some rest,
'Cause I know without a doubt your love was always best.
Then you just leave without a trace; I can't find you anywhere.
So I sit here alone, lost in the dark, silently suffering; gasping for air.
And the last thing I'll think before my body shuts down
And knocks the life outta me as I hit the ground,
Is how much I needed you all that time.
Need you to love me and treat me kind.
And I don't care how selfish it may sound,
But your love is the one I'm happy I've found.
But now I'm at a loss and there is no other way,
Why Don't We Talk Anymore?"It's me, you remember?" My voice is hardly anything but convincing to say the least, but I guess that's a character flaw I'll have to get used to. Or maybe something that everyone else will.Why Don't We Talk Anymore?5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Yeah, I remember. I remember you all too well."
To be honest, I didn't believe her, and I guess I still don't. But, none of that matters now 'cause I got someone else. Someone better, I think. It's been awhile, hasn't it? How've you-- But, she wouldn't let me finish; wouldn't let me think. She just kept going.
I don't know what hurt worse: the piercing static in my ear or the chatter of a heart I knew I had broken. And though she seemed happy, I knew otherwise. "--imes like that, you know?" Her voice cut back in, but I didn't know what to do.
"Uh, yeah, those times..." I wondered if she knew I stalled. She knows me better than I know myself, sometimes. I heard the metallic clang of bars amongst a flurry of heaving sighs.
"You know, it's not like I
Fenrir chapter 16Chapter 16Fenrir chapter 167 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Breathing, sleeping, yet not. Time passes, it is not marked, it never has been. Time is but a measure of relativity. I make my own time.
"So what do you think he is?" A low voice, male.
"I dunno, maybe he's a cat person?" Another voice, also male.
"A cat person? Think horror movies man. We just saw a zombie, it's gotta be something like that."
"What like a werewolf?"
"He doesn't look that hairy." A new voice, one of the mormon guys.
"No one asked you."
"I'm gonna touch em." A feminine voice.
"You'll wake him up!"
A thin finger pokes my ear. I don't react. The hand pinches the ear, moves it a bit. On a reflex my body flicks the ear, prompting the girl to move away. I make a noise, and go silent.
"See, he almost woke up!"
"They're real! Ooh they're so cute!"
"Get her out of here."
"But shouldn't we wake him up anyway?"
"Did you see what he did down there? What if he flips out if he doesn't get a rest after that? I say we let him wake up on his own."
A Good Week - TuesdayThe new weight sat nicely around Serin's midsection as he pawed the underside of it. His tummy now extruded a good six to seven inches out past his chest which had ballooned with two chubby, armoured pectoral plates. Even his tail seemed to have swiped some fat for itself as small creases appeared when Serin swished it from side to side. Furore walked in on Serin examining his larger body and smiledA Good Week - Tuesday5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I'd say around 400 now, maybe more" he speculated, Serin looked up
"I hope you made some for me too" he said, noting the piled tray of breakfast in Furore's arms
"Of course, in the kitchen" Serin grunted thanks and moved into the room, spotting a similarly stacked tray sitting on the bench. Serin had woken here next to Furore this morning, both sprawled on the floor near the fridge; Serin looked at the spot fondly before moving out onto the verandah where Furore was eating his breakfast. The morning sun streamed onto their scales, making each tubby dragon glow as they sat in amicable silen
It Looks Like RainIn a passing moment,It Looks Like Rain5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of love and pain,
The sky feels heavy and cold;
Does it look like rain?
From where we are now,
The clouds seem gray,
The leaves turn up
It will rain today.
The wind bites and gnaws,
Chilling to the bone,
The despair bears its teeth,
As if we've none of our own.
We distant lovers cry,
Divided by a world,
Hold our love in the clouds,
Lest the heart be unfurled.
And now that love grows heavy.
Too much for the clouds,
The rain comes soon,
The cries ring out, sad and loud.
But there's no distance at all,
In matters of the heart.
When lovers look to the sky,
They're never far apart.
So when you yearn for them,
When you feel that pain;
Look to the sky and smile,
Because it looks like rain.