The dragon tapped along. This whole "VORE APP" thing was new to her. She hadn't been raised in a technological world. Hers was decidedly mystical. One would likely have made that determination pretty quickly, as she wasn't the fearsome apex predator sort of dragon, but more the 'adorable mascot' sort of dragon. Barely the size of a large dog. Candy colors of green and blue painted her scales, and she managed to look soft and pudgy despite having a full coat of scales. But the kind of job that a

ISSUES----------------With thanks to Scratchel for providing the seed of the story, suggestions and editing help, as well as Astronommy, also with suggestions and editing help. Without these folks, this story would be half what it is if not less.DISCLAIMER: ALL CHARACTERS AND EVENTS IN THIS STORY – NONE ARE BASED ON ACTUAL PEOPLE OR FACTS – ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. THE FOLLOWING TALE CONTAINS COURSE LANGUAGE AND DUE TO ITS CONTENT IT SHOULD NOT BE READ BY ANYONE.----------------"I have to mak

The soft snore sounded from inside
the cave, the white dragon slept comfortably in the dark room. Unlike
most stone burrows that dragons chose to hide themselves in, this
cave was soft, warm, and wet to the touch. In fact the dragon was
coated in a thick layer of the substance that excreted from the walls
encasing the white beast. Added to the fleshy layers of the walls
there was a soft pounding that helped drift the dragon to sleep every
night in the nightmarish like place. With a loud snort th

Tales from the Silver PlatterFilling FundraiserTaking a puff from his dab pen the large foxtaur scrolled through his phone as he waited outside of a night club named, "The Silver Platter." A giant banner hung above the entrance in shimmering silver lettering outlined with vibrant purple. "Prey Only Night! Fundraiser for World Hunger! Special Guest Pred to be Announced!" His fifteen foot tall frame towered over the others who waited in line, glancing at the fox who stood on the sidewalk. Andrew s

Rica
watched from the trees as the last of the candles was snuffed out in
the window of the curio shop. She’d been watching for hours, but
the young raccoon had learned long ago that if you wanted to have a
good haul, you had to be patient. As soon as the street was deserted,
she dropped down silently.
As
an anthro raccoon, she’d been born to be a thief, but lately humans
had been doing a remarkable job of horning in on her territory. She
could
have simply shaken her fist and cursed them for

SILENT HILL:

LIGHT IN DARK


Emilie had woken to find herself being not in her warm, safe bed, but on a cold, hard rooftop.


The young woman brushed her long hair back, looking around at where she was. She had to part some of her blond hair to get a better glimpse, but soon she began to recognize where she'd ended up at…it was the roof of an old hospital at Silent Hill, near Toluca Lake. But she didn't understand. She had not been here since…


She vividly remembered that

[DRAGON VORE]
The terrified young man's eyes swept the horizon, searching for some
sign of salvation. A single tear slid unnoticed amongst the sea of
sweat beads dotting his pallid face. The cacophony surrounding him
blended into a low buzzing in his ears, perhaps some sort of
disconnect between there and his brain. He had not yet been able to
come to terms with his fate; just this morning he had been scripting
a proposal to his sweetheart. Sadly, she would have to carry on
without him. He thoug