Day5ish: The Viceroy (dragon/vore story) by DeethIrteen, literature
Literature
Day5ish: The Viceroy (dragon/vore story)
Samantha was terrified. She sat cross-legged in her little cage as it moved down the line. Several other cages were stocked up and slowly being transferred into the gargantuan office room. Soon enough, it would be her turn to face the Grand Viceroy.
Samantha was just over twenty years old when the dragons came for her. She was part of several families who lived in the human lands that belonged to dragon kind. No amount of begging or pleading would get her saved; she was to become a dragon’s servant today.
But not just any dragon had claimed Samantha. No, it just had to be Aprynn.
Aprynn, one of the seven Dragon Elders, was in charge
Day 4: Happiness in Servitude (Macro/Micro story) by DeethIrteen, literature
Literature
Day 4: Happiness in Servitude (Macro/Micro story)
The alarm went off at six in the morning. Chet Galen and several other humans were rudely awoken. Chet brushed his brown hair out of his eyes and went to put on his uniform. It was going to be a busy day in the forge, like always.
But Chet didn’t live in a regular forge: It was built to resemble a massive, metal desk in a dragon’s office.
After getting dressed and eating breakfast, Chet and a few of his friends came to wait in the assignment room. Different humans did different jobs on different days. Chet had his hopes set on working in the smithy shop today.
The foreman stepped into a door with a wooden clipboard. He ran a fi
Day 2: The intruder (dragon story) by DeethIrteen, literature
Literature
Day 2: The intruder (dragon story)
A young human woke up with a headache in the middle of a huge jungle. He had no clue how he got there. As he rubbed his eyes, he could smell smoke coming from nearby. The young man glanced over to see the remains of a crashed airship.
It wasn’t very big by airship standards: Barely enough room for a crew of six. And yet Wesley barely saw any signs of the crew, either living or dead. The whole thing was snapped in half, the latter side of which being on fire.
“Hoo boy…” He scratched his head. “Was I flying that thing? I guess I’m bad at it.”
Upon closer inspection, the bow of the airship was impaled
Day 1: A cottage in the forest (vore story) by DeethIrteen, literature
Literature
Day 1: A cottage in the forest (vore story)
A young man named Benjamin made his way through the chilly air of the savannah. He couldn’t recall how he wound up so alone on these plains. One minute he was relaxing with his friends at a fancy party in a high-rise hotel, the next he was pulling leaves out of his mouth. There didn’t seem to be any signs of civilization for miles around. So he kept himself close to the forest to get some shelter under the trees.
But there, in the middle of the tree lining, Benjamin saw the markings of a path. Several trees were knocked over, with claw marks scratched into them. Ben knelt down to study the path and markings; whatever made them, i
Deep within the Jungle of Ninn, there was a wild youngster by the name of Curan. Curan had lived alone in the jungle’s expanse for almost twenty years. He couldn’t recall how he’d survived for so long, nor where he’d come from. With nowhere to go, Curan lived off the land and the local wildlife. He was lucky to have survived in such dangerous territory for so long.
Years of fending for himself had forged Curan into a handsome young man. He had a wild set of black hair, and the toned muscles of an athlete (though he had no comparison). He lived in a patchwork hut just outside of a clearing in the trees. It wasn’t
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