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Dessert Mouse (Vore Day 2023)
There are two types of versions of PDFs for this story. I decided to give both light and dark modes in case people don't like the dark mode stories that I've been putting out there. Also happy vore day in 2023. Sorry for the late post but I was away from class and didn't have much time as I usually do. This summer has been very hecking busy for me...
Anyway, hope you enjoy the short story.
Dessert Mouse
(Willing Digestion + Vore Day
2023)
Written by: DragonX1010
Originally, this story was gonna be another long project but I decided to use this for vore day. So it’s a shorter story than I had planned for this one. This one took me a while to get around as this was written in June. To make up for it, this story includes an illustration that I hope you guys like to see. This story contains willing (and some unwilling) digestion and if that’s not your thing, you might want to turn back.
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*GULP* “Ahhh~”
I purred with a satisfying expression after swallowing that unlucky squirrel for dinner. My bulging belly is noticeable around the public restaurant. What did this squirrel do wrong to me? He was annoying me with his insults over a fish. And I believe it was deserving. Nobody takes my fish and gets away with it. The guests of this restaurant turned their eyes away from me, minding their own business as they dared not to mess with me after what they have witnessed. However, there is one mouse that was still watching me…
A small and curious mouse staring at my big and bulging belly wobbling back and forth full of a squirrel. I was too satisfied with my squirming meal to notice the mouse glaring at me. “Squirm all you want, little squirrel,” I grinned while licking my lips. “You’re only making it easier for me to digest you.”
I was one lucky kitty cat myself. As for my prey? He won't be coming out or ever see daylight for the rest of his silly life. The others who are sitting at their tables are now frightened and scared of me. Especially the rodents. Some of them realized who I am... I'm not just a normal anthro cat. That's only half of it. I am a catdragon. Half cat and half dragon. I can shapeshift into my dragon form at will. I can also breathe fire at my enemies at will… Most people around me turned their heads over to ignore the situation but this one mouse I mentioned earlier curiously approached me.
"Excuse me kitty?" the mouse asked me with his squeaky tone. I look down below me and noticed him looking at my squirming belly full of squirrel. “Mind if I give that a rub?”
What a very curious little one he is… The other guests of the dining room gasped and plugged their ears in the best they could. I only grinned down at the little one. “Hmm, I suppose I can allow that little one. But first, let me take you to a place where it’s much more… private if you know what I mean.” I gently rubbed the mouse's big round ears with my claws. He has grey fur, short black hair on his head, a tiny long tail, small black paws, quite the pudgy type too, and blue round eyes. I asked this curious little one as I petted those round eyes with my claws, “Don’t you know that it is dangerous for a little mouse like you to approach a dangerous cat like me? Do you have a death wish?” I heeded my warning to the mouse but he didn’t seem to mind about the dangers at all. “I can gobble you up,” I warned again. But the mouse was still willing to be around with me. How unusual… Despite I am digesting a lively squirrel that is almost the same size as me, he still doesn’t mind. I stared down at the mouse with a wide smile on my face. “I don’t mind it at all. I’ve been a big fan of your work.”
This unknown and anonymous mouse is very willing. Despite that willing prey annoy me to the core, but something is different about him. I don’t mind free food coming right up to me. It certainly saves me the trouble of hunting for fish or a few Quilavas out there. So… I accepted the offer.
“Then I suppose I can grant you your wish. Let me take you to my place. From now on, you belong to me, dessert mouse.”
I wrapped the little mouse with my tail and dragged the little one out of the restaurant. Nobody had dared interfered with me again. Whatever incident happens in that place, I will explain it later to the mouse. I can feel the squirrel’s pleas for help, his wiggles, his squirms in my tummy. Everything about him is all mine now. His body. His mind. His fears. His life. Everything. The squirrel kept on squirming in there while dragging my ‘dessert mouse’ across the streets. The townspeople watched with curiosity while others were minding their own business and that is for the best if they don’t want to mess with a catdragon. The mouse enjoyed his ride toward a luxurious-looking house. Vanilla lives there (but in a basement though he prefers it like that considering the house costs in this world.)
“Tell me a little bit about yourself,” I asked the mouse curiously as I wandered myself into my front door. Before the mouse could respond, I interrupted. “Oh wait, don’t answer that. It doesn’t matter anyway. You’re going to be part of this belly either way. And I believe you are going to enjoy every last minute of it. I cannot wait to have every last little morsel out of you when I’m done with this squirrel.”
The wiggles inside me are starting to fade into nothingness but my belly is still nice and round. The squirrel that I’ve swallowed earlier must’ve settled down in there and turned into a sloshy pudge. There aren’t any more shouts, curses, and begging for mercy. Just another meal that I’ve digested. I closed the door behind me and stared down at the curious mouse who is wrapped around my tail. “Sorry for the interruptions. I was just finishing off my dinner once and for all and you will be able to join with him soon. I’m surprised you don’t mind becoming my morsel at all. Usually, most people are too afraid to approach me and I’m sure you know why that is.”
The small little mouse squeaked at me playfully as he petted my tail while I sat down on my couch comfortably. “I… I am not bothering you, am I Mister Vanilla?” I only smiled warmly at the mouse as I pulled him closer to my round tummy, pressing him against it as he can hear all of that rumbling. “Oh no. Not at all, little one. You’re doing just fine, right where I need you to be.”
I gently petted the small mouse with loud purrs, comforting him as he started rubbing my round and sloshy belly. With those big round ears of his, I believe that he can hear the squirrel is all digested and gone. Despite that, my tummy is nice and round as that squirrel that I ate for dinner turned into pudge. “You will get your turn eventually, little one.”
I kept on petting those adorable-looking round ears of his assuring that he is comfortable with me. Indeed, the small grey mouse kept on rubbing and is indeed willing for me. I picked up the mouse with my claws, and we stared at each other face-to-face. After a while, I pinned him underneath my round belly, making sure that he doesn’t squirm and wiggle his way out again.
“These are your last moments to enjoy the taste of freedom. Are you ready for the trip, little one? My tummy is eagerly really waiting for you.” I was sly, affectionate, and hungry for the small mouse. It seems like he is ready to become my dessert. Swallowing him won’t be a problem for me at all. And even if he changes his mind, there is no way of stopping this anymore. I leaned forward, sniffing on him, and giving him a good brush with my tongue. That aroma reaching my nostrils, that flavour reaching into my taste buds. This mouse is very good and I am going to enjoy every last morsel of him.
Lifting him closer to me, licked him on the cheek, and opened up my enormous maw to show exactly where his destination will lie. “I hope you are ready. Thank you for delivering yourself to me. Goodbye, dessert mouse.”
Without a single word and fuss coming out of the mouse’s voice, he stared right down into my wide and expanding throat… And easily being pushed and shoved down head first with his big round ears folded. I purred from that taste. His flavour reminds me of my author’s but at least I won’t have to worry about that. The dessert mouse wiggled, squirmed, muffled, and squeaked happily while sliding slowly down my throat. His head and ears are good but I think it’s always the tummy and legs that are the best parts for me. Once my tongue reaches those legs, I cannot help but purr like a loud motor. Those squirming legs are so exquisite and I’m sure my prey is having the pleasure to slide my slippery throat. The muscles in my throat are pulling in the mouse with each swift and loud thunderous gulping I make. Even though the squirrel was a hassle to swallow (due to the same height) this little one is no trouble for me at all.
His tail was slurped up like a noodle before I gave a final gulp to finish him off. After all of that, he was a satisfying little mouse and my tummy lurched out nicely. What an adorable little treat he was. I can feel him squirming and wiggling just like that squirrel was but the squirms were at least a bit more pleasant for me.
“Thank you for this exquisite dessert little one. You certainly have made my night,” I patted my round tummy in a gentle matter to make sure that my small little mouse digests comfortably. The grey mouse has been quiet this whole time and hadn’t spoken much of a word since I caught and swallowed him. I could’ve changed into my dragon form but that wouldn’t be as appetizing anyway.
“Y-You’re welcome, Mister Vanilla. Hope you don’t mind me settling in and digesting for you,” the dessert mouse said nervously.
“Why of course. Why else do you think I’ve brought you to my place in the first place?” I smiled while patting my belly. “You were quite delicious and you won’t be coming out there. This place is your new home now.”
“I don’t mind it,” the mouse replied happily.
I paused for a moment while staring down at my talking tum. I blushed and crossed my arms over my chest.
“I don’t mind becoming pudge for you, Mister Vanilla. I like it here. This is what I’ve wanted for so long.”
My tummy wobbled and groaned happily from my dessert’s movements. I turned my head over, blushing red, and perking my ears flat. I was quite embarrassed and yet… flattered by his words.
“S-Sure, little one,” I growled. “It was my pleasure eating you for a snack. Just don’t think it changes anything. You’re still a mouse and a meal for me.”
“I know.”
I couldn’t tell what’s been going on in there but I can feel his squirms and wobbles in there. He responded.
“This is what I wanted. Thank you for eating me, Mister Vanilla. It’s very nice in here.”
My round belly kept on groaning happily from that mouse settling himself down in there. I can feel his rubbing, kissing, and sloshing around in there very pleasantly. I perked my ears flat, blushing while turning my head away with a happy expression, and purred from his rubbing. I lay down on the couch, twitching my paws, staring up at my ceiling, and letting out a small belch. My tummy has been constantly wiggling and groaning happily from the mouse’s squirms and movements. The tiny bulges are making digestion a lot easier and more pleasant for me.
“Ohh, that feels good. You wanted this, don’t you little one? I wonder how long you will last in there…” The mouse squeaks as he felt the acids climbing right up and filling out his lungs. The little one that I swallowed couldn’t’ make out a word anymore… It is happening and my belly decided to enjoy its meal. I can feel his squirms and I can also feel the wobbles from my belly swaying back and forth as my belly let out a deafening growl as it yearned for the little mouse. Every savour and morsel that I’ve swallowed, this was the best one yet for me. Probably even better than that annoying squirrel that wanted to fight with me. This little one certainly had made my day and I could never be any happier now. I patted my round and smoother tummy. The mouse’s wiggles have stopped and my tummy is getting heavier.
Hours later…
URP~
I let out one more belch and the mouse is no more. Both my dinner and dessert have become something greater. I wiggled my tummy back and forth proudly, lifting it up and down until there is nothing left.
“Mmmm… You were quite a delicious little one. I’m glad you will settle yourself in there forever. But you certainly made my form a little bit… wide.”
There are quite a few pounds that I need to work off but after those two morsels, it was certainly worth it. And there will be more prey to devour. I am happy to be called a catdragon and people here have feared me. Suppose I can wander myself back into my Den (always will be my real home) but I like settling down here too. A door swung open suddenly and my human finally came back…
“What have you been up to lately?” My human asked.
I replied with a toothy grin, licking my lips for another meal to devour…
“Nothing little one.”
The End
DOWNLOAD PDF LINKS
LIGHT MODE: https://drive.google.com/file/d/194.....ew?usp=sharing
DARK MODE: https://drive.google.com/file/d/18z.....ew?usp=sharing
Anyway, hope you enjoy the short story.
Dessert Mouse
(Willing Digestion + Vore Day
2023)
Written by: DragonX1010
Originally, this story was gonna be another long project but I decided to use this for vore day. So it’s a shorter story than I had planned for this one. This one took me a while to get around as this was written in June. To make up for it, this story includes an illustration that I hope you guys like to see. This story contains willing (and some unwilling) digestion and if that’s not your thing, you might want to turn back.
___________________________________
*GULP* “Ahhh~”
I purred with a satisfying expression after swallowing that unlucky squirrel for dinner. My bulging belly is noticeable around the public restaurant. What did this squirrel do wrong to me? He was annoying me with his insults over a fish. And I believe it was deserving. Nobody takes my fish and gets away with it. The guests of this restaurant turned their eyes away from me, minding their own business as they dared not to mess with me after what they have witnessed. However, there is one mouse that was still watching me…
A small and curious mouse staring at my big and bulging belly wobbling back and forth full of a squirrel. I was too satisfied with my squirming meal to notice the mouse glaring at me. “Squirm all you want, little squirrel,” I grinned while licking my lips. “You’re only making it easier for me to digest you.”
I was one lucky kitty cat myself. As for my prey? He won't be coming out or ever see daylight for the rest of his silly life. The others who are sitting at their tables are now frightened and scared of me. Especially the rodents. Some of them realized who I am... I'm not just a normal anthro cat. That's only half of it. I am a catdragon. Half cat and half dragon. I can shapeshift into my dragon form at will. I can also breathe fire at my enemies at will… Most people around me turned their heads over to ignore the situation but this one mouse I mentioned earlier curiously approached me.
"Excuse me kitty?" the mouse asked me with his squeaky tone. I look down below me and noticed him looking at my squirming belly full of squirrel. “Mind if I give that a rub?”
What a very curious little one he is… The other guests of the dining room gasped and plugged their ears in the best they could. I only grinned down at the little one. “Hmm, I suppose I can allow that little one. But first, let me take you to a place where it’s much more… private if you know what I mean.” I gently rubbed the mouse's big round ears with my claws. He has grey fur, short black hair on his head, a tiny long tail, small black paws, quite the pudgy type too, and blue round eyes. I asked this curious little one as I petted those round eyes with my claws, “Don’t you know that it is dangerous for a little mouse like you to approach a dangerous cat like me? Do you have a death wish?” I heeded my warning to the mouse but he didn’t seem to mind about the dangers at all. “I can gobble you up,” I warned again. But the mouse was still willing to be around with me. How unusual… Despite I am digesting a lively squirrel that is almost the same size as me, he still doesn’t mind. I stared down at the mouse with a wide smile on my face. “I don’t mind it at all. I’ve been a big fan of your work.”
This unknown and anonymous mouse is very willing. Despite that willing prey annoy me to the core, but something is different about him. I don’t mind free food coming right up to me. It certainly saves me the trouble of hunting for fish or a few Quilavas out there. So… I accepted the offer.
“Then I suppose I can grant you your wish. Let me take you to my place. From now on, you belong to me, dessert mouse.”
I wrapped the little mouse with my tail and dragged the little one out of the restaurant. Nobody had dared interfered with me again. Whatever incident happens in that place, I will explain it later to the mouse. I can feel the squirrel’s pleas for help, his wiggles, his squirms in my tummy. Everything about him is all mine now. His body. His mind. His fears. His life. Everything. The squirrel kept on squirming in there while dragging my ‘dessert mouse’ across the streets. The townspeople watched with curiosity while others were minding their own business and that is for the best if they don’t want to mess with a catdragon. The mouse enjoyed his ride toward a luxurious-looking house. Vanilla lives there (but in a basement though he prefers it like that considering the house costs in this world.)
“Tell me a little bit about yourself,” I asked the mouse curiously as I wandered myself into my front door. Before the mouse could respond, I interrupted. “Oh wait, don’t answer that. It doesn’t matter anyway. You’re going to be part of this belly either way. And I believe you are going to enjoy every last minute of it. I cannot wait to have every last little morsel out of you when I’m done with this squirrel.”
The wiggles inside me are starting to fade into nothingness but my belly is still nice and round. The squirrel that I’ve swallowed earlier must’ve settled down in there and turned into a sloshy pudge. There aren’t any more shouts, curses, and begging for mercy. Just another meal that I’ve digested. I closed the door behind me and stared down at the curious mouse who is wrapped around my tail. “Sorry for the interruptions. I was just finishing off my dinner once and for all and you will be able to join with him soon. I’m surprised you don’t mind becoming my morsel at all. Usually, most people are too afraid to approach me and I’m sure you know why that is.”
The small little mouse squeaked at me playfully as he petted my tail while I sat down on my couch comfortably. “I… I am not bothering you, am I Mister Vanilla?” I only smiled warmly at the mouse as I pulled him closer to my round tummy, pressing him against it as he can hear all of that rumbling. “Oh no. Not at all, little one. You’re doing just fine, right where I need you to be.”
I gently petted the small mouse with loud purrs, comforting him as he started rubbing my round and sloshy belly. With those big round ears of his, I believe that he can hear the squirrel is all digested and gone. Despite that, my tummy is nice and round as that squirrel that I ate for dinner turned into pudge. “You will get your turn eventually, little one.”
I kept on petting those adorable-looking round ears of his assuring that he is comfortable with me. Indeed, the small grey mouse kept on rubbing and is indeed willing for me. I picked up the mouse with my claws, and we stared at each other face-to-face. After a while, I pinned him underneath my round belly, making sure that he doesn’t squirm and wiggle his way out again.
“These are your last moments to enjoy the taste of freedom. Are you ready for the trip, little one? My tummy is eagerly really waiting for you.” I was sly, affectionate, and hungry for the small mouse. It seems like he is ready to become my dessert. Swallowing him won’t be a problem for me at all. And even if he changes his mind, there is no way of stopping this anymore. I leaned forward, sniffing on him, and giving him a good brush with my tongue. That aroma reaching my nostrils, that flavour reaching into my taste buds. This mouse is very good and I am going to enjoy every last morsel of him.
Lifting him closer to me, licked him on the cheek, and opened up my enormous maw to show exactly where his destination will lie. “I hope you are ready. Thank you for delivering yourself to me. Goodbye, dessert mouse.”
Without a single word and fuss coming out of the mouse’s voice, he stared right down into my wide and expanding throat… And easily being pushed and shoved down head first with his big round ears folded. I purred from that taste. His flavour reminds me of my author’s but at least I won’t have to worry about that. The dessert mouse wiggled, squirmed, muffled, and squeaked happily while sliding slowly down my throat. His head and ears are good but I think it’s always the tummy and legs that are the best parts for me. Once my tongue reaches those legs, I cannot help but purr like a loud motor. Those squirming legs are so exquisite and I’m sure my prey is having the pleasure to slide my slippery throat. The muscles in my throat are pulling in the mouse with each swift and loud thunderous gulping I make. Even though the squirrel was a hassle to swallow (due to the same height) this little one is no trouble for me at all.
His tail was slurped up like a noodle before I gave a final gulp to finish him off. After all of that, he was a satisfying little mouse and my tummy lurched out nicely. What an adorable little treat he was. I can feel him squirming and wiggling just like that squirrel was but the squirms were at least a bit more pleasant for me.
“Thank you for this exquisite dessert little one. You certainly have made my night,” I patted my round tummy in a gentle matter to make sure that my small little mouse digests comfortably. The grey mouse has been quiet this whole time and hadn’t spoken much of a word since I caught and swallowed him. I could’ve changed into my dragon form but that wouldn’t be as appetizing anyway.
“Y-You’re welcome, Mister Vanilla. Hope you don’t mind me settling in and digesting for you,” the dessert mouse said nervously.
“Why of course. Why else do you think I’ve brought you to my place in the first place?” I smiled while patting my belly. “You were quite delicious and you won’t be coming out there. This place is your new home now.”
“I don’t mind it,” the mouse replied happily.
I paused for a moment while staring down at my talking tum. I blushed and crossed my arms over my chest.
“I don’t mind becoming pudge for you, Mister Vanilla. I like it here. This is what I’ve wanted for so long.”
My tummy wobbled and groaned happily from my dessert’s movements. I turned my head over, blushing red, and perking my ears flat. I was quite embarrassed and yet… flattered by his words.
“S-Sure, little one,” I growled. “It was my pleasure eating you for a snack. Just don’t think it changes anything. You’re still a mouse and a meal for me.”
“I know.”
I couldn’t tell what’s been going on in there but I can feel his squirms and wobbles in there. He responded.
“This is what I wanted. Thank you for eating me, Mister Vanilla. It’s very nice in here.”
My round belly kept on groaning happily from that mouse settling himself down in there. I can feel his rubbing, kissing, and sloshing around in there very pleasantly. I perked my ears flat, blushing while turning my head away with a happy expression, and purred from his rubbing. I lay down on the couch, twitching my paws, staring up at my ceiling, and letting out a small belch. My tummy has been constantly wiggling and groaning happily from the mouse’s squirms and movements. The tiny bulges are making digestion a lot easier and more pleasant for me.
“Ohh, that feels good. You wanted this, don’t you little one? I wonder how long you will last in there…” The mouse squeaks as he felt the acids climbing right up and filling out his lungs. The little one that I swallowed couldn’t’ make out a word anymore… It is happening and my belly decided to enjoy its meal. I can feel his squirms and I can also feel the wobbles from my belly swaying back and forth as my belly let out a deafening growl as it yearned for the little mouse. Every savour and morsel that I’ve swallowed, this was the best one yet for me. Probably even better than that annoying squirrel that wanted to fight with me. This little one certainly had made my day and I could never be any happier now. I patted my round and smoother tummy. The mouse’s wiggles have stopped and my tummy is getting heavier.
Hours later…
URP~
I let out one more belch and the mouse is no more. Both my dinner and dessert have become something greater. I wiggled my tummy back and forth proudly, lifting it up and down until there is nothing left.
“Mmmm… You were quite a delicious little one. I’m glad you will settle yourself in there forever. But you certainly made my form a little bit… wide.”
There are quite a few pounds that I need to work off but after those two morsels, it was certainly worth it. And there will be more prey to devour. I am happy to be called a catdragon and people here have feared me. Suppose I can wander myself back into my Den (always will be my real home) but I like settling down here too. A door swung open suddenly and my human finally came back…
“What have you been up to lately?” My human asked.
I replied with a toothy grin, licking my lips for another meal to devour…
“Nothing little one.”
The End
DOWNLOAD PDF LINKS
LIGHT MODE: https://drive.google.com/file/d/194.....ew?usp=sharing
DARK MODE: https://drive.google.com/file/d/18z.....ew?usp=sharing
Category Artwork (Digital) / Vore
Species Unspecified / Any
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