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Zōēā, the wild elf jungle girl, must finally face her dread nemesis, the ancient black dragon Aragandaferithondacanathee, and even her mother's magical torque cannot save her…
This is the sixth story of the Tales of a Visceral Voyager. The other five are, in order, as follows:
"Food Chained"
"Talk to the Animals"
"Homecoming"
"The Dragon"
"The Sixth Path"
Naturally, you can find them all here in my gallery.
Thanks to my readers for your interest in Zōēā's stories. At this point, I have now posted all her stories that have been completely written. Another seven—at least—are planned. It may take some time, but I hope that you will watch for the next story, "Spellkeep", when I have painstakingly edited the daylights out of it. There may be other stories in the same setting appearing as well; those will appear in a folder named "Other Stories of Āen" when the first is completed.
Dream sweet vore dreams.
Edit 1/5/2018: Added a bit of minor dialog at the end of the story.
Posted by IddlerItaler 9 months ago Report
“He trapped it in a cage of force, conjured a wall of water to flood the cage, then summoned a swarm of creatures shaped of the same force as the cage to tear the dragon to bits as it drowned.”
Aaaah, the deadly forcecage combo. I had one of my PCs experience the microwave version.
"I cannot think that Aragandaferithondacanathee would challenge you without thinking that you would consider all of this—and yet he did, and he would not challenge if he did not expect to win. Yet why would he, given that you are both mighty in battle? Why wait a day and give us time to prepare? Why not call you out at once? No. He needs time for something to happen, something he thinks will ensure his victory over you."
It's double, triple, quadruple-guessing game all the way down like it's the finals of a Pokemon tournament.
“Arangandafer!”
Hah, I like how she disrespected him by mispelling his name. Killing a predator by making them choke feels like a breach of genre conventions in vore, but wow if it wasn't satisfying to see the haughty dragon brought down with his own greed.
“Are you saying there is no word for ‘love’ in Draconic?”
This makes me wonder... even assuming dragons don't have familial bonds, the draconic-speaking humans probably would. Maybe they use a loanword from another language?
Lol at Veedavongavirt’s end dialogue.
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Posted by IvesBentonEaton 9 months ago Report
Technically, she didn’t misspell his name. (How would that work, really? Maybe the dragon uses telepathy to detect that she thought the wrong spelling?) She used the five-syllable form diminutive, which is only used with dragons who consider one a friend. Sentient dragons add one syllable to their names for each year they have lived; the five syllable name is considered their “baby name”. They prefer the full name, but they realize that mere humans might not live long enough to pronounce that, much less remember it, so they settle for the eleven-syllable name.
Dragons end up speaking several languages, so a lone-word is possible, but familial bonds tend to be short: fathers don’t often stick around, even when sentient, and mothers have to boot their non-sentient offspring from the nests when they start getting too bitey even for her. Non-sentient dragons will eat about anything—and anyone. Brutal buggers, they are.
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Posted by IddlerItaler 9 months ago Report
The shortening is one thing, but I meant that she yelled Arangandafer with an extra N instead of Aragandafer. With how petty he seemed about exact memorizing, if he heard her that must've stung a little.
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Posted by IvesBentonEaton 9 months ago Report
Oh. That would be my bad. Fixed.
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