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                                                                        20                                                                 Firemaster It had now been three entire days as they journeyed on land and on foot, on their way to the golden Slitherian (or known to most people as the Chinese drake or the Eastern). Throughout these, what seems, long-tiring days, the three had not encountered any creatures or any humans. Now on ground, in the afternoon, Josh shuddered in the new area amongst them. They were in an area of where it seems very much like a swamp but it was very hard to see, for a thick layer of fog came through the area.

“This is a bad idea.” I warned, a nervous tingling running down my spine. On the other end of the table Liz’s towering form glanced up from her newspaper, her muzzle tipping slightly in question. “You think it is a bad idea for me to have a social life?” she asked, her tone cast somewhere between wry incredulity and pouting request. “I think it is a bad idea for me to be involved in your social life.” I corrected quickly, starting the vast track across the marble countertop. Along my journey I wove through festive household items – dove-shaped candles, recently painted Easter eggs, tiny candy

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. 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 compl

Mike Meets Sandra This is a request from Dragondude97 Mike is Dragondude97 Sandra is of my own creation Warning: Contains soft dragon vore, slight violence, slight nudity, a transformation and blood Mike was inside of his bedroom at home drawing yet another picture of the centre point of his greatest fascination. The creatures known as dragons. Or rather to meet and befriend a dragon. The sounds of his pencil and colouring markers stroking the page would have taken very keen ears to hear outside of his personal sanctuary, but everyone else had already gone to sleep and could do little to prevent the young artist from continuing his work.

I spent the next few days setting up a camp for myself to reside, the tent being a robe propped up by two large tree branches. A small fireplace was set up just outside that for the cold, windy nights, and the tree stump became my rather handy worktable for anything I needed, be it for storing a few extra fruits from foraging or for hanging on to the spare firewood for the next morning. My days were spent foraging for food and firewood for the night, while the evenings were spent sneaking around town, swiping food, tools and other necessities from the townsfolk. I felt bad for doing so on many occasions, but I had no other choice, given my c

The light-blue dragon looked down from its perch in the tree, eyeing the young man knocking at the front door of the house. The door creaked open, revealing a middle-aged man with short-cut, salt and pepper hair. From his perch the dragon listened intently, with a feint sense of familiarity coming from the boy. It had seen him before, but from where and when? "Excuse me, might there be a Shaun living here...?" he asked timidly. The man looked surprised for a second before an expression of pain flashed across his aging face. "No, I'm sorry, there's no Shaun living here..." he said, shutting the door. The young man walked away wordlessly, g

warning: vore, soft vore, dragon human love and making out youve been warned. well I wanted to write this for some time this will be the first part there will be a second part if I get the chance to make it. :)                                                            True Love         In a small town near line of tooth pointed mountains and a raging river if you fell in it you would be cared away. In the town there was a line of houses on the sidewalks were there beautiful trees. It was in October so the leaves were now orange, and yellow in the park, a boy at the age of 15 was on the swing set reading his favorite book. It was about d

Lily walked out into the cool morning breeze. She had left Linda in her new hiding spot, confident she wouldn't be found if her mother changed her mind. The dragoness had just gotten out of school for the day and Lily thought she might visit an old friend. Lily approached her friends home. It was not unlike her own, most dragons had some wealth, and her friend's family was no different. Lily quickly spotted her friend's scales as she sat on her front porch. She was the only dragon Lily knew of with pink scales. Some dragons avoided her, thinking it was some sort of defect, but Lily thought they were just lovely. As she got close, Lily saw th

Sam I awoke to the sound of muffled shouting. Yawning, I stirred to stretch, only to find myself still cocooned within Sapphire. Realization hit me. Suddenly, without warning, the walls of Sapphire's stomach squished me back up her throat and out of her mouth. I groaned as my eyes slowly adjusted to the light. "You ATE him!?" Astrid exclaimed in disbelief. "Wel-" Sapphire started. "WHAT IS THIS?!" Astrid cut her off. "Relax," I groaned, getting up from the ground. "I'm fine…" "Fine?! HOW ARE YOU FINE? SHE JUST ATE YOU!" She shouted. "It's… I…" I couldn't seem to get the words out of my mouth. I blushed, embarrassed. "

Another window shattered as Eren's fist smashed through it, launching a blow to another Aberration's chest and knocking it off as the hovercraft took a sharp right turn. The lack of traction made for strange maneuvering, but it was fast and it worked, and that was what was needed right now. Eren continued to weave in and out of areas littered with wreckage and charging Aberrations; steering past any obstructions in the road and avoiding as many attacks as possible. Phil moved anxiously in his seat, feeling a mix of confusion, fear, and excitement. This sort of thing just didn't happen. He should have been terrified; taken onto an alien