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Look at the newest ones. The old ones are closed.
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I've been considering returning for a while now, so yeah. Consider this reopened.
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Ok, I'm Trent. I'm a tall, 15 year old, with red hair. And I like Goodra vore, but I think I'll change it up a little. How about Dragonair? Or some snake PokΓ©mon. (I know it's a dragon type, but it's like a snake)
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(Alright, I can run with that.)
The bushes stirred, but they were quiet again. You weren't exactly visible, but you weren't well hidden. Something was prying at your location, forcing you out. You knew done form of snake had attacked you, but you still didn't know which type, with the adrenaline flowing. Now, is the time to choose. Fight... Or flee?
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(Soft vore, BTW)
It's now or never, it would find me sooner or later, and I would prefer later. I take a breath and start running away from where the sound came from.
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You run past tree after tree, and you cover what feels like a lot of ground. But, no man can continue running forever, so, you feel your energy fade away with every moment. The trees had gotten thicker and thicker, making a determined sprint even harder.
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I hide behind a tree, getting a small chance to catch my breath, hopefully the thing chasing me will just go past with out noticing me.
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However, whilst you looked about, you fail to notice your surrondings. A loose vine slowly reaches down... Whilst your attacker is still in hot pursuit.
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My breath finally catches up with me. I have so little stamina. I look around, not noticing the vine getting lower and even getting on me a little. My mind was on other things.
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With a sudden motion, another vine latches onto one of your shoulders and pins your arm with it, whilst you are hoisted by the waist. The movement is quick, and on the way up, the Dragonair that you had been trying to escape comes into view, and sees you.
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I yelped at the sudden vines around me, pulling me up in to the tree. I struggled for a moment before stopping, my body hurting from my useless run.
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As you get pulled up, somewhere above, you hear a soft but seductive voice. "Honey, Iss thissss your catch?"
The response from your pursuer was a simple "yes." And with it, you feel your body lowering again, but the grip stayed strong.
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I knew they would be working together. The grip on me is too strong and my body to weak. I was doomed. "Please don't do this, I'm begging you, Please..."
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"Human, you do not breach my territory." The dragons it scolded, before widening her maw to fit you, as her tail begins to remove your socks and shoes.
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Fear jolted through my body as you take off my socks. "...If your going kill me, please, just make it quick... a dieing man's last request..."
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She giggles. "I'm not the killing type, Hun. I'm the feeding type." She removes your shirt with the help of the Serperior whilst your exposed feet start to reach her lips.
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I shudder as my feet touch it's lips, tears starting to form in my eyes. I was doomed a slow, painfull, death in this Dragonair.
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She lets out a muffled sigh at this, and continues to slip you down her throat.
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I start silently crying to myself. In less that then 5 minutes, I've been tag teamed, stripped down to my shorts, and now being eaten, where I'm going to be digested slowly and painfully. Fuck. Me. Life.
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She ignores your crying and continues to swallow you whole, a satisfied smile in the corners of her lips starting to appear.
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(I did mention I wanted soft vore, right?)
I crys grow louder. Before long strait up balling my eyes out. "I'm s-s-sorryhyhyyy! I I I I was lost, and was just wondering around trying to find my way back!"
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(Yeah, it's cool.)
"Oh hush, you aren't a permanent lunch." She swallows up to your chest and closes her maw around your head.
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"*niffle* You, you mean, your not digesting me?" The Water works stopping and my voice muffled.
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"Heavens, no! I-I mean... I can't digest you even if a wanted to... I think." She then finished swallowing your body and head, and starts to head for home.
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I let out a sigh of relief. It was a bit tight in her throat. The soft but strong muscles pushing and pulling me, send my deeper. It was kinda nice, somehow.
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She continued heading for home, you now squeezing into a slightly more roomly portion of her: her Stomach, which was devoid of acids.
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I shift a bit, trying to get confy. I rub the walls of your stomach a little bit.
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She lets out an affectionate murr, but continues nonetheless.
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I knew she would like it. "I've been eaten before, you know. I was just afraid of you digesting me."
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"I understand why you would think that, but I'm not that evil." She starts to climb a tree, taking care not to make you too uncomfortable in the attempt.
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"Yeah, you don't seem evil, just a little hungry.", I yawn,"I think I'm ganna hit the hay. Good night,... what's your name?"
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"Oh, my name isn't important. Just have a rest."
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"Alright, see you in the morning." I snugle up and fall asleep.
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A few hours later, you find yourself outside her stomach, but she is nowhere in sight.
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"Hhhmmm. Was, was that all just a dream? If so, wow. That was so vivid. Maybe that's why she didn't say her name." I was almost sad she was gone.
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However, your clothes were neatly arranged nearby, and with a note on them.
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"That wasn't a dream."
"(Yah!)"<-my thoughts.
"A note?" I grab and read the note.
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'Don't come back! Or else~ <3' Is crudely written on the note. All of your clothes are laid out neatly with it
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:3 "hmh hmh. I have the feeling we're going to see each other again." I get dressed and leave the forest, bond to wounder back soon.
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Though you couldn't tell, she was watching with a smirk. "Good for me~"
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A few days later, I walk back into your forest with a smile on my face. I had a surprise for her. And her little leafy friend. I had some PokΓ©dolls. Something for them to coil around when I'm not there. Something soft and squishy, and not a tough tree bark. Maybe they'll like it.
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As you walk in, you notice that the ground has footprints. Not human, but footprints.
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I neal down next to the footpaintings on the ground. "Hmm. Intresting tracks." I see that the tracks lead of deeper into the forest. I follow them deeper.
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