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LeonXIII
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Original Work - https://www.furaffinity.net/view/15192958/
THWUMP!
“This is torture!” a white-scaled, teenage dragon proclaimed into the thickest pillow she had on her bed. “Why do we need a second week of finals after what they put us through this week?”
The young dragon released a mighty roar that was barely contained by the thick, cushy pillow her claws were tensely holding over her snout.
KNOCK KNOCK
“Takoda?” a male voice called after knocking upon the teenage girl’s bedroom door. “Is everything okay in there?”
Takoda sighed as she rolled onto her back.
“Yes, dad,” she said in a way that showed she had absolutely no interest in talking to her father about why she had returned home from school, stomped her way to her room, shut herself in, and released all her pent up tension into her favorite pillow.
“Are you sure?” the caring parent inquired without taking any action to enter her room without permission. “Perhaps you may want to talk about it over some pizza and soda at the mall’s food court? Maybe you could call some of your friends to see if they want to meet you there?”
Takoda anxiously rubbed her hand over the tiara-like series of fins that were on the top of her head.
“No, dad,” she sighed with disinterest. “It was just a long week and I want to just take a nap and have a little time to myself.”
“I understand,” he replied. “When your mom gets back with Elliot, we’re going to head off to the shopping district to drop off the laundry, grab a bite to eat, and pick up a movie, or two, to watch over the weekend.”
The teenage dragon was disinterested in her father’s description of what was to come. She just wanted him to go away, leave her alone, and just give her the space she so rightfully insisted on having after a hard week of High School.
“Fine, dad,” she struggled to say without coming off like she was being disrespectful to her father. “You go do your thing with mom and Ell.”
Takoda’s father knew not to press the matter any further. So he said nothing as the sound of his footsteps made their way back downstairs.
***
The afternoon became early evening as Takoda laid in her bed with her eyes closed and listened to her MP3 player. She had managed to put herself into a more relaxed state of mind. She also missed her mother coming by to see if she wanted to join them on the family outing.
“Oh, well,” she thought as she came to realize the family car had long since left for the shopping district. “I’ll just take a nice, long shower where I don’t have to worry about someone bothering me.”
***
Showering was one of Takoda’s tried-and-true ways to alleviate the stresses of being a teenager who was in the middle of finishing her Junior year of High School. The lavender-scented body wash, warm water, and building level of humidity all came together to relax her mind to where nothing else mattered beyond just feeling comfy, cozy, and warm.
“I wonder…?” she pondered aloud while thinking back on when she had found herself spirited away to the world of Ditumen. Everyone and everything was so nice there. There were no final exams to worry about, no college applications to submit, no money worries, and you were able to just be yourself while working at your own pace instead of being told what, how, and when things should be done.
Takoda found herself cooing as she massaged her dark-pink colored belly with the loofa she had loaded to excess with the sweet smelling body wash. This brought on more memories of her time in Ditumen. She would never have thought being dressed and treated like a hatchling could be so therapeutic. One minute she was in her room suffering from the worst case of writer’s block she had ever had. Then, in the blink of an eye, she found herself being picked up and cradled against the body of a giant dragon who gently rocked her against its blanky-soft chest until she fell asleep without a care in the world.
“That was so nice,” she lamented upon realizing the hot water had started to run out. “Why do such good things have to come to an end?”
The teenage dragon turned off the shower, dried herself off, and dressed herself in a pastel-purple colored adult sleeper that she purchased at one of the department stores in the shopping district after she had returned home from Ditumen. She had wondered why such a babyish garment would be in the women’s clothes section, but decided it best to not look the proverbial gift horse in the mouth.
***
The rest of the night went by without anything notable happening. One may think that a seventeen year old watching a cartoon about stuffed animals exploring a large forest to be worth mentioning. However, Takoda’s parents just wrote it off as their daughter trying to be a good big sister by spending time with her baby brother. It could also be seen as odd that an emotionally charged young adult would offer to change diapers, feed their baby brother, make sure their nursery was kept in perfect order, etc., but nobody thought more than how Takoda was exploring her ‘Maternal Instincts’ while allowing her parents a chance to have a break from all the responsibility that comes with hatching a new life into the world.
***
The next day started before the teen had even gotten out of bed. Her parents had arranged a playdate with a mother of twin baby dragons who played well with their son. As it was set to begin around 10:00 AM, which was an hour before Takoda even started to consider getting out of bed on a Saturday, she was left home alone until their expected return sometime this evening.
“Oh, man,” Takoda moaned while pulling a pillow over her face. “Why did I have to wake up to the sun shining right in my face!”
FWIP-THWUMP
CREEK-WHAM!
The white-scaled teen tossed the pillow to her floor before slamming her feet hard upon her bed.
“And why is it so warm!” she roared as she stretched her arms. “This is so unfair!”
***
After a few more moments of moaning and groaning, Takoda got out of bed and grumpily unzipped herself out of her comfy, but way too warm at the moment, sleeper.
“Stupid global warming,” she grumbled while chucking her pajamas down the laundry chute. “Why can’t we have central air in this house!”
***
Takoda made herself a simple brunch of toasted ham sandwiches and orange juice before deciding to head back upstairs to her room to check her e-mail and social media notifications. On her way to her computer, she was stopped by the smell of baby powder wafting out from her baby brother’s room.
“You have no idea how easy you have it,” she pouted while pausing in front of the open door. “I certainly know and wish I could find my way back.”
Takoda rubbed her hand on her exposed panties, which were mostly covered by an oversized, baggy t-shirt, and found herself start to blush as she thought of how great it would be to have on one of the diapers she had worn during her time in Ditumen. Everyone there was so nice and caring. She especially missed how almost everyone there appeared to be no more than two years of age. Even she had somehow returned to her toddler form when she had realized she was not just imagining the whole experience.
“…,” she sighed as she found herself returning to reality. “Maybe Kendra has posted some new art on her page.”
***
“…This day sucks!” she snarled upon reaching her social media feed. There was no new artwork to be seen posted by Kendra, or anyone else. All that awaited her was teen drama with the rantings and ravings of lunatics sprinkled in between. However there was one post that managed to stand out from the tsunami of pointless banter.
“Tips to chill when you just can’t relax,” she read aloud as she clicked on the hyperlink displayed on her screen. “Why not. I’m getting desperate to do something besides brood in my teenage angst.”
The web-site used warm colors and fonts that were easy on the eyes. This drew Takoda in enough to not give up on the site when its first bits of wisdom were of no use to someone like herself. This allowed her to get to a piece of advice that was just crazy enough to work.
“Be proud of the skin you’re in,” she read while zeroing in on the text that followed after the section header. “Have time to yourself without the eyes of the world being upon you? Shed the stress and get undressed…”
“…Why not,” the teenage dragon said while taking to her feet, closing her curtains, covering up her webcam, and undressing herself down to her birthday suit.
“Hmm…?” she hummed with consideration as she allowed her bare scales to feel free of their cloth confines. It actually did make her feel more relaxed than she had since getting out of school yesterday afternoon. Perhaps there was something to this ‘Special Alone Time’ she had happened to stumble across?
LeonXIIICOVER ART BY:
LeonXIII:Original Work - https://www.furaffinity.net/view/15192958/
THWUMP!
“This is torture!” a white-scaled, teenage dragon proclaimed into the thickest pillow she had on her bed. “Why do we need a second week of finals after what they put us through this week?”
The young dragon released a mighty roar that was barely contained by the thick, cushy pillow her claws were tensely holding over her snout.
KNOCK KNOCK
“Takoda?” a male voice called after knocking upon the teenage girl’s bedroom door. “Is everything okay in there?”
Takoda sighed as she rolled onto her back.
“Yes, dad,” she said in a way that showed she had absolutely no interest in talking to her father about why she had returned home from school, stomped her way to her room, shut herself in, and released all her pent up tension into her favorite pillow.
“Are you sure?” the caring parent inquired without taking any action to enter her room without permission. “Perhaps you may want to talk about it over some pizza and soda at the mall’s food court? Maybe you could call some of your friends to see if they want to meet you there?”
Takoda anxiously rubbed her hand over the tiara-like series of fins that were on the top of her head.
“No, dad,” she sighed with disinterest. “It was just a long week and I want to just take a nap and have a little time to myself.”
“I understand,” he replied. “When your mom gets back with Elliot, we’re going to head off to the shopping district to drop off the laundry, grab a bite to eat, and pick up a movie, or two, to watch over the weekend.”
The teenage dragon was disinterested in her father’s description of what was to come. She just wanted him to go away, leave her alone, and just give her the space she so rightfully insisted on having after a hard week of High School.
“Fine, dad,” she struggled to say without coming off like she was being disrespectful to her father. “You go do your thing with mom and Ell.”
Takoda’s father knew not to press the matter any further. So he said nothing as the sound of his footsteps made their way back downstairs.
***
The afternoon became early evening as Takoda laid in her bed with her eyes closed and listened to her MP3 player. She had managed to put herself into a more relaxed state of mind. She also missed her mother coming by to see if she wanted to join them on the family outing.
“Oh, well,” she thought as she came to realize the family car had long since left for the shopping district. “I’ll just take a nice, long shower where I don’t have to worry about someone bothering me.”
***
Showering was one of Takoda’s tried-and-true ways to alleviate the stresses of being a teenager who was in the middle of finishing her Junior year of High School. The lavender-scented body wash, warm water, and building level of humidity all came together to relax her mind to where nothing else mattered beyond just feeling comfy, cozy, and warm.
“I wonder…?” she pondered aloud while thinking back on when she had found herself spirited away to the world of Ditumen. Everyone and everything was so nice there. There were no final exams to worry about, no college applications to submit, no money worries, and you were able to just be yourself while working at your own pace instead of being told what, how, and when things should be done.
Takoda found herself cooing as she massaged her dark-pink colored belly with the loofa she had loaded to excess with the sweet smelling body wash. This brought on more memories of her time in Ditumen. She would never have thought being dressed and treated like a hatchling could be so therapeutic. One minute she was in her room suffering from the worst case of writer’s block she had ever had. Then, in the blink of an eye, she found herself being picked up and cradled against the body of a giant dragon who gently rocked her against its blanky-soft chest until she fell asleep without a care in the world.
“That was so nice,” she lamented upon realizing the hot water had started to run out. “Why do such good things have to come to an end?”
The teenage dragon turned off the shower, dried herself off, and dressed herself in a pastel-purple colored adult sleeper that she purchased at one of the department stores in the shopping district after she had returned home from Ditumen. She had wondered why such a babyish garment would be in the women’s clothes section, but decided it best to not look the proverbial gift horse in the mouth.
***
The rest of the night went by without anything notable happening. One may think that a seventeen year old watching a cartoon about stuffed animals exploring a large forest to be worth mentioning. However, Takoda’s parents just wrote it off as their daughter trying to be a good big sister by spending time with her baby brother. It could also be seen as odd that an emotionally charged young adult would offer to change diapers, feed their baby brother, make sure their nursery was kept in perfect order, etc., but nobody thought more than how Takoda was exploring her ‘Maternal Instincts’ while allowing her parents a chance to have a break from all the responsibility that comes with hatching a new life into the world.
***
The next day started before the teen had even gotten out of bed. Her parents had arranged a playdate with a mother of twin baby dragons who played well with their son. As it was set to begin around 10:00 AM, which was an hour before Takoda even started to consider getting out of bed on a Saturday, she was left home alone until their expected return sometime this evening.
“Oh, man,” Takoda moaned while pulling a pillow over her face. “Why did I have to wake up to the sun shining right in my face!”
FWIP-THWUMP
CREEK-WHAM!
The white-scaled teen tossed the pillow to her floor before slamming her feet hard upon her bed.
“And why is it so warm!” she roared as she stretched her arms. “This is so unfair!”
***
After a few more moments of moaning and groaning, Takoda got out of bed and grumpily unzipped herself out of her comfy, but way too warm at the moment, sleeper.
“Stupid global warming,” she grumbled while chucking her pajamas down the laundry chute. “Why can’t we have central air in this house!”
***
Takoda made herself a simple brunch of toasted ham sandwiches and orange juice before deciding to head back upstairs to her room to check her e-mail and social media notifications. On her way to her computer, she was stopped by the smell of baby powder wafting out from her baby brother’s room.
“You have no idea how easy you have it,” she pouted while pausing in front of the open door. “I certainly know and wish I could find my way back.”
Takoda rubbed her hand on her exposed panties, which were mostly covered by an oversized, baggy t-shirt, and found herself start to blush as she thought of how great it would be to have on one of the diapers she had worn during her time in Ditumen. Everyone there was so nice and caring. She especially missed how almost everyone there appeared to be no more than two years of age. Even she had somehow returned to her toddler form when she had realized she was not just imagining the whole experience.
“…,” she sighed as she found herself returning to reality. “Maybe Kendra has posted some new art on her page.”
***
“…This day sucks!” she snarled upon reaching her social media feed. There was no new artwork to be seen posted by Kendra, or anyone else. All that awaited her was teen drama with the rantings and ravings of lunatics sprinkled in between. However there was one post that managed to stand out from the tsunami of pointless banter.
“Tips to chill when you just can’t relax,” she read aloud as she clicked on the hyperlink displayed on her screen. “Why not. I’m getting desperate to do something besides brood in my teenage angst.”
The web-site used warm colors and fonts that were easy on the eyes. This drew Takoda in enough to not give up on the site when its first bits of wisdom were of no use to someone like herself. This allowed her to get to a piece of advice that was just crazy enough to work.
“Be proud of the skin you’re in,” she read while zeroing in on the text that followed after the section header. “Have time to yourself without the eyes of the world being upon you? Shed the stress and get undressed…”
“…Why not,” the teenage dragon said while taking to her feet, closing her curtains, covering up her webcam, and undressing herself down to her birthday suit.
“Hmm…?” she hummed with consideration as she allowed her bare scales to feel free of their cloth confines. It actually did make her feel more relaxed than she had since getting out of school yesterday afternoon. Perhaps there was something to this ‘Special Alone Time’ she had happened to stumble across?
Category Story / Baby fur
Species Dragon (Other)
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