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DESCRIPTION: Heya! It's been a long while but it's finally done and I currently have... no employment. So, therefore, I got some time to do some uploads because screw 'adulting.' It's overrated. I plan to get a refurbished iPad Pro someday. :3
Anyways, this is finally done and I hope you enjoy. This little story helped me mentally despite being in limbo for so long.
Love you all!
LINK FOR ORIGINAL STORY: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1Ta.....ew?usp=sharing
STORY:
A Catdragon’s Healing
(Vore)
Written by: DragonX1010
________________________________________
There are rumours of a White Dragon that sleeps inside its cave and causes havoc on the people of a small village. The dragon disguises itself as a white cat with silver hair to fool those people from that village. However, the cat can understand human language and chose to live as a stray. Each night, the cat shifts himself into a dragon to go out hunting and eats at least one human a year. Despite the villagers' efforts to find the missing victims, nobody managed to find them. People tried to find these missing victims but they hadn’t found a single clue. That village is where I grew up. Most people moved out because they fear going missing themselves. Most shops and restaurants go understaffed in that place and seek other opportunities elsewhere. I never got along with others in this small town but winter sports are pretty popular. Back when I was a small boy, I followed this strange cat through the forest and it led me straight into a dark cave. Unfortunately for me, it was no ordinary cat. The cat had trapped me in this cave, and it transformed itself into the White Dragon that I mentioned earlier. This was the monster that was responsible for all the missing persons and I’ll be its next meal. It stared down me at with those enormous golden eyes, grinning, and sliding its tongue around his lips slowly, looming down at me. Trapped like a cornered mouse, I trembled in fear, unable to get the words out of my mouth, or scream for help. Without hesitation, it opened up its large mouth and launched straight down at me. I covered my head and closed my eyes shut, and everything went wet, warm, and slimy. I was closing my eyes all the way through, hoping I can wake up from this nightmare. But this didn’t end at all. I fell straight into the back of its throat and was swallowed whole. I ended up inside his belly. This is where it all ends for me. Eaten alive by a dragon. And in one gulp, too. Inside its stomach, it was somehow cozy in here and there weren’t any digestive acids coming down for me. Instead, the flashy walls were gently clenching around me like a warm blanket, and I can feel its loud purrs vibrate all around me. I realized that I was the only one who was spared that day. It was unusual, especially since I was eaten alive by this thing. Perhaps it devoured so many people, that it was a lonely life. The white dragon had spoken with its voice that I was ‘safe’ all along. I was shocked and confused by this all of a sudden. I didn’t know what to say afterward. That I was suddenly swallowed whole by this thing and then told afterward that I was safe the whole time. But what of the ‘missing’ people? It turns out that it wasn’t the White Dragon that was responsible for those missing people. But it was the work of some criminals that were kidnapping people. The crime rate is very high in this village, despite a lot of people being nice to each other. The rumours of a white dragon were true, but not entirely. It’s just easier to blame something so big and nonhuman. After that day, we had already become great friends, along with the other four catdragons that I’d met. That was one of the scariest yet most exciting days of my life.
Years passed by afterward and things were going fine and well in my adulthood. Got a decent job, lived all by myself in my own space without people bothering me, and became quite an introvert myself. I moved out of the village and lived in a bigger area. I had trouble speaking to a few people because I stayed inside for so long that I almost forgot to socialize completely which is kinda scary. Despite this, things are going pretty well for me until I was told that a family member of mine had passed away. Things after that were very rough for me and I didn’t have any good times due to my depression. After that, I hadn’t seen Vanilla for quite some time. Perhaps he wanted to leave me alone to heal on my own. It’s something that I have to deal with on my own. It wasn’t easy but I managed to heal mentally.
In the middle of the night with my window hanging open, a long white tail slithered down across my room like a snake. The tip twitched and turned, likely it was searching for me. It’s been years since I’ve seen that tail. It’s the same as the white dragon that I’ve met and befriended. Approaching the tail without hesitation, I rubbed it until it wrapped around me from the waist and pulled me out of that window. I stared face-to-face with the familiar catdragon, looking at me with a pleasing expression on his face. He has a red collar around his long neck with two yellow bells.
“Hello, Master. It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other. I hope you are feeling well,” said the White Dragon with a lick across my cheek.
“Hey Vanilla. I’m glad you’re doing all right yourself,” I rubbed his tail that had me wrapped around in a comforting position.
“I hope you don’t mind that I stay here with you. I truly missed you since our last encounter. I hope I’m not intruding on anything.”
“Oh no, Vanilla. You’re not a hindrance at all. I’m so happy that you are here. It’s been so long.”
“Good to know. But tell me, what has happened to you for the past few years? Tell me all about it.”
My eyes widened at this question with a small gasp. Then I frowned and looked away from Vanilla’s big round eyes as I was staring at the tail that was wrapped around my waist. The long tail of the white dragon was nice and comfortable as it was not squeezing me too hard. As much as I want to play Vanilla with a good old ‘cat-and-mouse,’ I was just not in the right mood for it now. I looked back up at his curious eyes and then explained my circumstances. It was so unpleasant that I cannot write this part down here but Vanilla understood it. After this story, I was lying down by his paw that was lying right behind me.
“I see. There aren’t any words to describe that. I’m afraid I can’t help you with that. That is something that you’ll have to deal with on your own.”
“Yeah, I know. I sure wish that I can get out of this pain. It’s been too long.”
“Yes.”
We looked at each other with a pause. We fell silent and we were not sure what to say next. It was an awkward moment for us. I’ve never been like this before. I’m usually extremely talkative but now I’ve been keeping my feelings to myself. This usually never happens between us as we were quite very open to each other.
“You look ridiculous and old, Master.”
I looked back up at the white dragon’s eyes with a disapproving expression on my face. “Hey, I’m only human. It’s not my fault that I age.”
“Right, right. I forgot you are sensitive that you humans get older. I, on the other hand, don’t age at all. Just remember, I’m always here when you are ready.”
“Ready for what?”
“Well, you know.”
I didn’t quite get it at first until I started to realize it from that glare down right at me. Considering that catdragons live longer than humans, I get where he is getting it. I shook my head. “Yes, I know. But that will have to wait until I’m ready to go. But, for now, I still have some life left in me.”
“Of course. It is unfortunate to devour you immediately here and now. But just remember— that offer is still open to you when your time comes. Sooner or later though, you’ll be my servant. My collar is getting a little worn out up to this point.”
“Yes, I know. It has been a while since I gave you that collar, huh? You’ve just been anticipating this moment, were you?”
“Ha. You bet I was.”
The white dragon slides his tongue around his lips slowly, thinking about eating me right here and now. It is true… Once I was old enough and my life runs low, I agreed to offer my own body to this white dragon. That was the agreement and Vanilla likely waited patiently. For over thirty years of my life, this is nothing to him. It seems like a lifetime ago to me though. Vanilla can live a lot longer than I can. However, his stories will end on that day when I go (and that would be unfortunate).
“Sorry that I brought it all up to you suddenly,” I said regretfully.
“Don’t worry about it,” said Vanilla. “Remember if you’re feeling so down on yourself, come and talk to me. You are not alone in this. We will get through this together.”
Even though I’ve heard those words by my people over and over again, I’ve listened to Vanilla’s words like a sweet tone in my ears. I scratched his soft fur with my fingers and his purrs nearly shook the whole cave. Vanilla kept me nice and close with his enormous claws.
“Thank you for letting me know about your difficulties.”
When I was embraced by his fur, it was like a giant bed enveloping me all around my body. The soft breathing from his long neck pounded on my ear, and his purrs gently vibrated against my cheek. I kept myself curled up and snuggled up to his mass of white fur surrounding me. All of my sorrows have subsided and I was within the dragon’s wool of fur.
“Master,” whispered Vanilla’s voice.
“Vanilla?” I asked.
“I’m going to tell you again. You can’t be doing things on your own.”
“I know… I’ll make sure to not forget. Not again.”
It seemed like we were comforting each other for hours. Then, I felt something wet on my cheek. It was soft and warm. I realized that it was the dragon’s wet tongue, licking me constantly on the cheek. I can feel his hot breath wash over my face. It smelled a little fishy. He must’ve been hunting at his lake for fish. Most cats don’t like water, but catdragons are natural fishers. I once saw him catch a Vaporeon in that lake naturally. Despite that he’s really into them (in his other form) he manages to devour one. Vanilla kept licking me with his slobbery wet, thick tongue and I can hear his rumbling stomach. I felt the dragon’s grasp get a little tighter around me with his claws.
“Besides, if you stay depressed like that, your taste is gonna get all soggy for me. You’re way more delicious when you’re smiling and even just unwilling to slide down my throat.”
“I’m glad you think so.”
We paused and looked at each other with smiles. I was pressed ever close to his mass of white fur. “If you’re going to be sad and not tell me about it again, I will eat you.”
“Right.”
The white catdragon lowers his head and I felt his wet tongue slide against my cheek. I reached over to his muzzle and scratched his whiskers gently. “Vanilla… I’m ready for you to take me in. If you need someone to eat, I’m here.”
“Of course. You think I’m not going to?”
The white catdragon grinned, licking his muzzle at me, and teasingly opened up his enormous jaws right at me. He kept it open and rolled his tongue like a wet carpet for me to climb in. There was no way of getting around this as my dragon is eager to ‘heal’ my mental scars and swallow me whole. I took a deep breath, trying not to think of all the bad stuff that just happened in the last few years, and placed my hand on the tip of his thick tongue. It felt warm, slimy, and soft. Without giving myself a second thought, I fall straight into the dragon’s tongue like it was my slimy bed with my back turned. I can feel the dragon’s purrs as the tongue lifted me up and slowly brought me closer to those enormous jaws. Vanilla lazily rolled his tongue over me and closed his jaws with an audible ‘oomph.’ It was dark in here but it was warm, slimy, pink, and wet. The mouth of the catdragon was quite comforting, despite all those sharp teeth around me. Lucky for me, he won’t chew me up and spit my bones out as he stated to me once, “These teeth are only for the stronger prey.” Yet, I’ve never seen him use them before but perhaps that is for the best (unless I order him to). I lay down on the dragon’s mouth like it was a personal warm water bed. I can feel his hot breath wash over me from behind the back of his throat. It was very comforting, especially the thick tongue. I am just his little mouse and his toy for him to play with, even though I’m the owner of this catdragon. The red collar around his long neck is proof of that. After what it seems to be hours of lying down in the mouth, the gentle white catdragon tilted his head upwards, and I slid down the back of his throat. With a swift and wet ‘gulp,’ a small bulge on the dragon’s neck was made and it slides down easily towards the belly of the feline. I was swallowed whole and it was it seemed like a long slide down there. It’s very comfy in here and I settled in his spacious belly. The pink walls breathe and gently snuggle up against my whole body. The saliva pool down my waist is warm, slimy, and wet. The white catdragon squeezes his belly playfully with his paw and lets out a satisfying and audible ‘burp.’
“Well, that was a yummy snack,” teased the predatory dragon. “Ahh~ Thank you for the snack, little one. Your taste and squirms inside me are so good.” Vanilla licked his lips, lied on his side, and scratched his belly with those claws of his.
I felt the rubs, the playful sloshing around my ears, and the purrs vibrating around me. With all of these movements, I feel mentally healed and relaxed… However, there was something in my mind that was bothering me for so long that I just have to ask him about it…
“So, Vanilla. I have to ask you something. It has been bugging me for so long. I know you told me this already when I first met you as a kid, you wanted a friend. But, seriously, though, why didn’t you digest me that day? I feel like I didn’t get a proper answer from you… So why?”
Vanilla paused in those words. The white dragon stared down at his belly as it sloshed and swayed from my movements. And then, he stretched his fours and his feathery-like wings as he finally gave his answer to me.
“Oh, that. I thought I explained it a long time ago. It’s been so long since we first met.” Vanilla paused again and stared at his paws and then looked over all of the victims’ piles of clothes that he ate in the past. People who were criminals or happen to be unlucky to meet him. Even people who tried to hunt and kill him. Vanilla stated that he can live forever and never grow old and die. Considering that dragons can live for so long, it is unknown to humans how long they can live. We age quicker than dragons do and already, I’m feeling my age. Vanilla stretched himself and picked up his tooth. “There’s no particular reason,” he answered. “It’s just that— It felt wrong digesting you. And it was feeling lonely without a friend and I thought you were the perfect fit. However, to be perfectly honest with you, I was going to digest you that day, but something tells me that I shouldn’t do it. So, I decided to spare your life. It would’ve been a lot easier for me. I hope that I gave you your answer, Master.”
It’s a bit vague, and I still don’t quite get it. However, I digress. The ‘lonely’ part in his sentence makes a lot more sense to me so perhaps that was the reason I wasn’t finished off that day. Vanilla always suppressed his stomach acids whenever I’m in here. It’s nothing but saliva pools, a tight, and warm chamber as the walls snuggled all over me. It is quite comfortable here and I can sleep in here for a long time if I want to. The white dragon growls happily and purrs as he stretched out his fours once again, and rolled onto his back, exposing his belly at the roof of the cave.
“Thank you for being a good friend, little one. But next time you get all depressed about me and don’t tell me about it again, I WILL digest you for good. I can promise you that. I hope you remember that.”
For the first time, I’ve never been warned by my catdragon about my emotions. He was right though, I had been keeping things away from him for too long that it was getting out of hand. Even keeping things from my own family that I shouldn’t. Vanilla Silver lifts his belly and drops it with playful growls as he stood up on his feet. “Hmmm, perhaps that went a little too far, but please, keep me informed about it next time. Even though you are my master, I wouldn’t hesitate in turning you into pudge when the time is right.”
“I’m sure I will be prepared for that day,” I responded by pushing the walls. “I have no objections when I’m ready. But I think I’m a little young for that. However, when I’m gone no matter what happens to me, you are free to devour me.”
Vanilla pats his belly.
“Of course, and we can be together for eternity. That is what you wanted, is it not?”
I chuckled.
“You bet. I still have a lot to do in my life.”
The giant white kitty-dragon licked his paws, purred happily, and stretched his fours. All I can do now is stay inside in this warm and slimy place.
“And who knows, maybe we’ll go into more adventures even if you are gone,” Vanilla says in certainty.
I hope Vanilla is right about that. I’m not religious at all but I hope there is such a place that exists when my time comes. It could be today or tomorrow, but I can assure myself that I won’t be going anywhere just yet. There are a lot of things that I must do in this lifetime. Keep writing for him, learning more to do art for him, playing more games, watching more movies, socializing with my friends, at least finding a job that I enjoy (or not), and so many things I wanted to learn in this world (despite my learning disorder). All of these thoughts of mine are going away and I feel a lot better from this ‘healing.’ I can stay in here for a long time and let Vanilla’s stomach take care of me.
“Well, thanks for the little snack, but I’m ready to turn in for the night.”
I smiled widely and curled myself to sleep. “Yeah, I’ll see you in the morning for a better tomorrow. I can promise you that.” Vanilla simply smiled and lovingly nuzzled his tummy and said gently, “Good.”
The End
Anyways, this is finally done and I hope you enjoy. This little story helped me mentally despite being in limbo for so long.
Love you all!
LINK FOR ORIGINAL STORY: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1Ta.....ew?usp=sharing
STORY:
A Catdragon’s Healing
(Vore)
Written by: DragonX1010
________________________________________
There are rumours of a White Dragon that sleeps inside its cave and causes havoc on the people of a small village. The dragon disguises itself as a white cat with silver hair to fool those people from that village. However, the cat can understand human language and chose to live as a stray. Each night, the cat shifts himself into a dragon to go out hunting and eats at least one human a year. Despite the villagers' efforts to find the missing victims, nobody managed to find them. People tried to find these missing victims but they hadn’t found a single clue. That village is where I grew up. Most people moved out because they fear going missing themselves. Most shops and restaurants go understaffed in that place and seek other opportunities elsewhere. I never got along with others in this small town but winter sports are pretty popular. Back when I was a small boy, I followed this strange cat through the forest and it led me straight into a dark cave. Unfortunately for me, it was no ordinary cat. The cat had trapped me in this cave, and it transformed itself into the White Dragon that I mentioned earlier. This was the monster that was responsible for all the missing persons and I’ll be its next meal. It stared down me at with those enormous golden eyes, grinning, and sliding its tongue around his lips slowly, looming down at me. Trapped like a cornered mouse, I trembled in fear, unable to get the words out of my mouth, or scream for help. Without hesitation, it opened up its large mouth and launched straight down at me. I covered my head and closed my eyes shut, and everything went wet, warm, and slimy. I was closing my eyes all the way through, hoping I can wake up from this nightmare. But this didn’t end at all. I fell straight into the back of its throat and was swallowed whole. I ended up inside his belly. This is where it all ends for me. Eaten alive by a dragon. And in one gulp, too. Inside its stomach, it was somehow cozy in here and there weren’t any digestive acids coming down for me. Instead, the flashy walls were gently clenching around me like a warm blanket, and I can feel its loud purrs vibrate all around me. I realized that I was the only one who was spared that day. It was unusual, especially since I was eaten alive by this thing. Perhaps it devoured so many people, that it was a lonely life. The white dragon had spoken with its voice that I was ‘safe’ all along. I was shocked and confused by this all of a sudden. I didn’t know what to say afterward. That I was suddenly swallowed whole by this thing and then told afterward that I was safe the whole time. But what of the ‘missing’ people? It turns out that it wasn’t the White Dragon that was responsible for those missing people. But it was the work of some criminals that were kidnapping people. The crime rate is very high in this village, despite a lot of people being nice to each other. The rumours of a white dragon were true, but not entirely. It’s just easier to blame something so big and nonhuman. After that day, we had already become great friends, along with the other four catdragons that I’d met. That was one of the scariest yet most exciting days of my life.
Years passed by afterward and things were going fine and well in my adulthood. Got a decent job, lived all by myself in my own space without people bothering me, and became quite an introvert myself. I moved out of the village and lived in a bigger area. I had trouble speaking to a few people because I stayed inside for so long that I almost forgot to socialize completely which is kinda scary. Despite this, things are going pretty well for me until I was told that a family member of mine had passed away. Things after that were very rough for me and I didn’t have any good times due to my depression. After that, I hadn’t seen Vanilla for quite some time. Perhaps he wanted to leave me alone to heal on my own. It’s something that I have to deal with on my own. It wasn’t easy but I managed to heal mentally.
In the middle of the night with my window hanging open, a long white tail slithered down across my room like a snake. The tip twitched and turned, likely it was searching for me. It’s been years since I’ve seen that tail. It’s the same as the white dragon that I’ve met and befriended. Approaching the tail without hesitation, I rubbed it until it wrapped around me from the waist and pulled me out of that window. I stared face-to-face with the familiar catdragon, looking at me with a pleasing expression on his face. He has a red collar around his long neck with two yellow bells.
“Hello, Master. It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other. I hope you are feeling well,” said the White Dragon with a lick across my cheek.
“Hey Vanilla. I’m glad you’re doing all right yourself,” I rubbed his tail that had me wrapped around in a comforting position.
“I hope you don’t mind that I stay here with you. I truly missed you since our last encounter. I hope I’m not intruding on anything.”
“Oh no, Vanilla. You’re not a hindrance at all. I’m so happy that you are here. It’s been so long.”
“Good to know. But tell me, what has happened to you for the past few years? Tell me all about it.”
My eyes widened at this question with a small gasp. Then I frowned and looked away from Vanilla’s big round eyes as I was staring at the tail that was wrapped around my waist. The long tail of the white dragon was nice and comfortable as it was not squeezing me too hard. As much as I want to play Vanilla with a good old ‘cat-and-mouse,’ I was just not in the right mood for it now. I looked back up at his curious eyes and then explained my circumstances. It was so unpleasant that I cannot write this part down here but Vanilla understood it. After this story, I was lying down by his paw that was lying right behind me.
“I see. There aren’t any words to describe that. I’m afraid I can’t help you with that. That is something that you’ll have to deal with on your own.”
“Yeah, I know. I sure wish that I can get out of this pain. It’s been too long.”
“Yes.”
We looked at each other with a pause. We fell silent and we were not sure what to say next. It was an awkward moment for us. I’ve never been like this before. I’m usually extremely talkative but now I’ve been keeping my feelings to myself. This usually never happens between us as we were quite very open to each other.
“You look ridiculous and old, Master.”
I looked back up at the white dragon’s eyes with a disapproving expression on my face. “Hey, I’m only human. It’s not my fault that I age.”
“Right, right. I forgot you are sensitive that you humans get older. I, on the other hand, don’t age at all. Just remember, I’m always here when you are ready.”
“Ready for what?”
“Well, you know.”
I didn’t quite get it at first until I started to realize it from that glare down right at me. Considering that catdragons live longer than humans, I get where he is getting it. I shook my head. “Yes, I know. But that will have to wait until I’m ready to go. But, for now, I still have some life left in me.”
“Of course. It is unfortunate to devour you immediately here and now. But just remember— that offer is still open to you when your time comes. Sooner or later though, you’ll be my servant. My collar is getting a little worn out up to this point.”
“Yes, I know. It has been a while since I gave you that collar, huh? You’ve just been anticipating this moment, were you?”
“Ha. You bet I was.”
The white dragon slides his tongue around his lips slowly, thinking about eating me right here and now. It is true… Once I was old enough and my life runs low, I agreed to offer my own body to this white dragon. That was the agreement and Vanilla likely waited patiently. For over thirty years of my life, this is nothing to him. It seems like a lifetime ago to me though. Vanilla can live a lot longer than I can. However, his stories will end on that day when I go (and that would be unfortunate).
“Sorry that I brought it all up to you suddenly,” I said regretfully.
“Don’t worry about it,” said Vanilla. “Remember if you’re feeling so down on yourself, come and talk to me. You are not alone in this. We will get through this together.”
Even though I’ve heard those words by my people over and over again, I’ve listened to Vanilla’s words like a sweet tone in my ears. I scratched his soft fur with my fingers and his purrs nearly shook the whole cave. Vanilla kept me nice and close with his enormous claws.
“Thank you for letting me know about your difficulties.”
When I was embraced by his fur, it was like a giant bed enveloping me all around my body. The soft breathing from his long neck pounded on my ear, and his purrs gently vibrated against my cheek. I kept myself curled up and snuggled up to his mass of white fur surrounding me. All of my sorrows have subsided and I was within the dragon’s wool of fur.
“Master,” whispered Vanilla’s voice.
“Vanilla?” I asked.
“I’m going to tell you again. You can’t be doing things on your own.”
“I know… I’ll make sure to not forget. Not again.”
It seemed like we were comforting each other for hours. Then, I felt something wet on my cheek. It was soft and warm. I realized that it was the dragon’s wet tongue, licking me constantly on the cheek. I can feel his hot breath wash over my face. It smelled a little fishy. He must’ve been hunting at his lake for fish. Most cats don’t like water, but catdragons are natural fishers. I once saw him catch a Vaporeon in that lake naturally. Despite that he’s really into them (in his other form) he manages to devour one. Vanilla kept licking me with his slobbery wet, thick tongue and I can hear his rumbling stomach. I felt the dragon’s grasp get a little tighter around me with his claws.
“Besides, if you stay depressed like that, your taste is gonna get all soggy for me. You’re way more delicious when you’re smiling and even just unwilling to slide down my throat.”
“I’m glad you think so.”
We paused and looked at each other with smiles. I was pressed ever close to his mass of white fur. “If you’re going to be sad and not tell me about it again, I will eat you.”
“Right.”
The white catdragon lowers his head and I felt his wet tongue slide against my cheek. I reached over to his muzzle and scratched his whiskers gently. “Vanilla… I’m ready for you to take me in. If you need someone to eat, I’m here.”
“Of course. You think I’m not going to?”
The white catdragon grinned, licking his muzzle at me, and teasingly opened up his enormous jaws right at me. He kept it open and rolled his tongue like a wet carpet for me to climb in. There was no way of getting around this as my dragon is eager to ‘heal’ my mental scars and swallow me whole. I took a deep breath, trying not to think of all the bad stuff that just happened in the last few years, and placed my hand on the tip of his thick tongue. It felt warm, slimy, and soft. Without giving myself a second thought, I fall straight into the dragon’s tongue like it was my slimy bed with my back turned. I can feel the dragon’s purrs as the tongue lifted me up and slowly brought me closer to those enormous jaws. Vanilla lazily rolled his tongue over me and closed his jaws with an audible ‘oomph.’ It was dark in here but it was warm, slimy, pink, and wet. The mouth of the catdragon was quite comforting, despite all those sharp teeth around me. Lucky for me, he won’t chew me up and spit my bones out as he stated to me once, “These teeth are only for the stronger prey.” Yet, I’ve never seen him use them before but perhaps that is for the best (unless I order him to). I lay down on the dragon’s mouth like it was a personal warm water bed. I can feel his hot breath wash over me from behind the back of his throat. It was very comforting, especially the thick tongue. I am just his little mouse and his toy for him to play with, even though I’m the owner of this catdragon. The red collar around his long neck is proof of that. After what it seems to be hours of lying down in the mouth, the gentle white catdragon tilted his head upwards, and I slid down the back of his throat. With a swift and wet ‘gulp,’ a small bulge on the dragon’s neck was made and it slides down easily towards the belly of the feline. I was swallowed whole and it was it seemed like a long slide down there. It’s very comfy in here and I settled in his spacious belly. The pink walls breathe and gently snuggle up against my whole body. The saliva pool down my waist is warm, slimy, and wet. The white catdragon squeezes his belly playfully with his paw and lets out a satisfying and audible ‘burp.’
“Well, that was a yummy snack,” teased the predatory dragon. “Ahh~ Thank you for the snack, little one. Your taste and squirms inside me are so good.” Vanilla licked his lips, lied on his side, and scratched his belly with those claws of his.
I felt the rubs, the playful sloshing around my ears, and the purrs vibrating around me. With all of these movements, I feel mentally healed and relaxed… However, there was something in my mind that was bothering me for so long that I just have to ask him about it…
“So, Vanilla. I have to ask you something. It has been bugging me for so long. I know you told me this already when I first met you as a kid, you wanted a friend. But, seriously, though, why didn’t you digest me that day? I feel like I didn’t get a proper answer from you… So why?”
Vanilla paused in those words. The white dragon stared down at his belly as it sloshed and swayed from my movements. And then, he stretched his fours and his feathery-like wings as he finally gave his answer to me.
“Oh, that. I thought I explained it a long time ago. It’s been so long since we first met.” Vanilla paused again and stared at his paws and then looked over all of the victims’ piles of clothes that he ate in the past. People who were criminals or happen to be unlucky to meet him. Even people who tried to hunt and kill him. Vanilla stated that he can live forever and never grow old and die. Considering that dragons can live for so long, it is unknown to humans how long they can live. We age quicker than dragons do and already, I’m feeling my age. Vanilla stretched himself and picked up his tooth. “There’s no particular reason,” he answered. “It’s just that— It felt wrong digesting you. And it was feeling lonely without a friend and I thought you were the perfect fit. However, to be perfectly honest with you, I was going to digest you that day, but something tells me that I shouldn’t do it. So, I decided to spare your life. It would’ve been a lot easier for me. I hope that I gave you your answer, Master.”
It’s a bit vague, and I still don’t quite get it. However, I digress. The ‘lonely’ part in his sentence makes a lot more sense to me so perhaps that was the reason I wasn’t finished off that day. Vanilla always suppressed his stomach acids whenever I’m in here. It’s nothing but saliva pools, a tight, and warm chamber as the walls snuggled all over me. It is quite comfortable here and I can sleep in here for a long time if I want to. The white dragon growls happily and purrs as he stretched out his fours once again, and rolled onto his back, exposing his belly at the roof of the cave.
“Thank you for being a good friend, little one. But next time you get all depressed about me and don’t tell me about it again, I WILL digest you for good. I can promise you that. I hope you remember that.”
For the first time, I’ve never been warned by my catdragon about my emotions. He was right though, I had been keeping things away from him for too long that it was getting out of hand. Even keeping things from my own family that I shouldn’t. Vanilla Silver lifts his belly and drops it with playful growls as he stood up on his feet. “Hmmm, perhaps that went a little too far, but please, keep me informed about it next time. Even though you are my master, I wouldn’t hesitate in turning you into pudge when the time is right.”
“I’m sure I will be prepared for that day,” I responded by pushing the walls. “I have no objections when I’m ready. But I think I’m a little young for that. However, when I’m gone no matter what happens to me, you are free to devour me.”
Vanilla pats his belly.
“Of course, and we can be together for eternity. That is what you wanted, is it not?”
I chuckled.
“You bet. I still have a lot to do in my life.”
The giant white kitty-dragon licked his paws, purred happily, and stretched his fours. All I can do now is stay inside in this warm and slimy place.
“And who knows, maybe we’ll go into more adventures even if you are gone,” Vanilla says in certainty.
I hope Vanilla is right about that. I’m not religious at all but I hope there is such a place that exists when my time comes. It could be today or tomorrow, but I can assure myself that I won’t be going anywhere just yet. There are a lot of things that I must do in this lifetime. Keep writing for him, learning more to do art for him, playing more games, watching more movies, socializing with my friends, at least finding a job that I enjoy (or not), and so many things I wanted to learn in this world (despite my learning disorder). All of these thoughts of mine are going away and I feel a lot better from this ‘healing.’ I can stay in here for a long time and let Vanilla’s stomach take care of me.
“Well, thanks for the little snack, but I’m ready to turn in for the night.”
I smiled widely and curled myself to sleep. “Yeah, I’ll see you in the morning for a better tomorrow. I can promise you that.” Vanilla simply smiled and lovingly nuzzled his tummy and said gently, “Good.”
The End
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