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Week21:Cockvore/Unbirth/Rebirth Story Shoutouts:Embryass
Posted 8 months agoWell since I'm getting down to the bottom of my cock vore list I'm going to share some stories that I was bit more hesitant to share. In this case The Author of these Stories, a Ms. Embryass Night has deleted these stories quite a while ago. Normally I wouldn't share stories that I 100% know the author deleted, but in this case Embryass didn't spontaneously delete them instead she wrote a journal saying that she became frustrated with one of her illustrated choose your own adventure games in which she bit off more than she could chew. In her frustration she decided to nuke her account, but she said she would give everyone 2 weeks to download everything. So since she didn't delete everything because she was embarrassed or ashamed of her work and she allowed everyone to download her stuff I believe it's fine if I share some of her work below.
I'm going to share three stories, all of which involve the same choose your own adventure game. This game in particular was a text only game so you're not missing out on any illustrations. When I downloaded these stories I merely copied and pasted their contents to a word document and as such I might have missed some of the words that show what are the possible chooses so the character might be awkwardly be silent before the next paragraph happens. I'm also just gonna copy and paste the whole stories here in the journal/blog.
Path One: Tanuki
You have come at the request of none other than Empress and ruler of this land. The source of the sun and life itself, at the belly of whom exists the world. Embryss, Dragon Queen. The Dragon's Den, her attendants call it with amusement.
When she comes, it is the heat that strikes you first. Then the rumble as if the whole world shifts and quakes.
Red curtains part around her nose, and she leans her head out of her domicile and into your view. You are captured in the pupil of one brilliant vertical slit, copper and amber swirling with brilliance and light.
The dragoness lowers her head just in front of where you stand. It's like being in a sauna.
When she speaks, it takes the form of a soft, almost melodic voice. A whisper unbefitting the gales of breath from her flaring nostrils.
"Thank you so much for coming here," she says. "It's hard to find good help. And you come well reccomended. I trust you'll be able to behave yourself long enough to take care of things for me."
"I'm having an audience with several very important members of the territory. They will offer gifts, and I will receive them and grant them favor. Before that, though, they must be treated with the utmost hospitality."
Her lips curl up in a draconic smile. "Do this well, and you will be well rewarded. If, like your predecessors, you happen to give into temptation... well, I won't hold it against you."
Embryss winks a large dragon eye. "Mine is a place where you can persue your pleasure without fear or remorse. Still, when I find one who can do this for me, it'll be quite welcome."
"Are you up to the task?"
You nod.
"Good! Good. Now then. Let me tell you a little bit about who you're going to be servicing today. First of all is the our lady Mo'ela
"Honeyback is one of the older residents of Embryss
Shinosuke is... far more capable than meets the eye.
"Are you ready to carry on?"
I am.
"Good... now, remember that your task isn't to make them to behave or to serve their every whim. You're to offer them hospitality and make them feel at home."
The dragoness smiles, showing a brief shine of teeth before she shrugs her massive wings and fades back into the expanse behind her curtain. "Excellent. I have the utmost faith in you."
Report in
You find yourself in a nexus of one of Embryss’ towers. This, like many locations, seems to be a realm of quiet and comfort. More drapes line the walls in colors reminiscent of the mistress, red and gold. It is pleasantly warm here. Despite the fire roaring in a fire pit, it is not so hot as to be uncomfortable.
There’s a fountain of fresh spring water on the far side of the room and several couches for sprawling. All of the passages are clearly marked by color and the amount of coverings in rich fabrics.
A short, red-scaled kobold sits by one of the doorways, standing proud with a ceremonial spear held tight in his right hand. The creature’s gaze sweeps across the room and its occupants, but he remains otherwise silent.
Greet the kobold
“Greetings, honored servant of our lady. It is a pleasure to be among the company of those chosen.” The kobold glances up at you, hiding his envy behind a smile and a tap of his pole. “You can call me Alba. All of our guests are currently awaiting service. You can visit them in any order you’d like, as long as you see to them all.”
Ask for Honeyback.
Ask for Mo'ela.
Ask for Shinosuke.
Ahh, our honored lord of the deep woods, Shinosuke…” The Kobold bites his tongue, debating adding a few more honorifics before shaking his head. “It’s unusual to board people in the dining room, but he demands constant service from the kitchen staff. It was his suggestion, and well, happy guest, happy… everyone?”
He shrugs and wrinkles his nose. “I get dizzy just being around them. It’s not that he’s hard to please, at all, he just never seems to stop… it’s one thing if you’re at your limit, but that man seems to have no limits.”
The kobold lifts the edge of the golden curtain and smiles. “Bring me back something, won’t you?”
Your guide is a little reluctant to show you to the tanuki's room. He keeps glancing back at you, making small talk and offering you bits of refreshments.
Finally, with a sigh and a bow, he noses open the wooden door leading into a dark room.
There are purple curtains hanging over all the walls and the ceiling. Dim blue crystals make it easy to see while also keeping the mood rather subdued and quiet. It smells of old smoke, roasted meats, and a lot of alcohol.
A few smaller tanuki attendants, not even your height, chatter in a corner as they prepare various foods, drinks, and organize trinkets. One of them looks up and waves as you come in.
Your charge, on the other hand, sits against a massive stack of pillows with a pipe in one hand and a red panda in the other. The mountain of a man chuckles, teasing it over and around his fingers before with a slick sucking pop he devours the little friend like a fresh noodle.
Lord Shinosuke is a beast of a Tanuki.
"Oh ho, you are CUTE. Get over here and give me a closer look, would you?"
You oblige, coming close. With an unceremonious sweep, he pulls you up onto his twin balls and grins. Despite your weight, he seems not to mind, and they must be the warmest, softest things you've ever had a chance to rest on.
"There we go... now, where were we? I know you're here to look after me and get me prim and proper for the ceremony, but let's be honest. I just want to have a good time. As nice as it is to be fussed over hand and foot, I need a buddy. So... for a little while, welcome to the party, buddy."
The tanuki grins a bushy grin and lifts the keg. You hear it slosh like waves on a nearby shore as the liquid inside comes about. "So, what do you say to a little toast?"
"Cheers!"
You oblige, coming close. With an unceremonious sweep, he pulls you up onto his twin balls and grins. Despite your weight, he seems not to mind, and they must be the warmest, softest things you've ever had a chance to rest on.
"There we go... now, where were we? I know you're here to look after me and get me prim and proper for the ceremony, but let's be honest. I just want to have a good time. As nice as it is to be fussed over hand and foot, I need a buddy. So... for a little while, welcome to the party, buddy."
The tanuki grins a bushy grin and lifts the keg. You hear it slosh like waves on a nearby shore as the liquid inside comes about. "So, what do you say to a little toast?"
"The Tanuki laughs, patting you and letting you rest against his thigh. “Ahh, I feel like a right proper boss now, haha! You just sit tight. Get that cork for me, will you..?”
You pry the stopper out, and the waft of sake you get when it pops out is enough by itself to make you feel a little light-headed.
You watch in mute horror as the Tanuki makes quick work of it. With freshly cooked vittles pulled from a table and the jug in the other, it only takes him minutes of eager chugging to down the whole thing.
When it’s done, he gives you an almost blank-eyed stare and smile.
"Cheers, Indeed."
You raise a hand in good cheer, and the Tanuki catches it and squeeze it in his own. With the other, he flicks the cork from the jug at his side. The strong smell of rice wine reaches your nose and almost knocks you off your feet. He rumbles, belly shaking as he lifts the clay decanter up to your lips.
“Cheers, friend!” The alcohol starts pouring out faster than you can drink. The mouth of the jug is wider than your own mouth, and it’s impossible not to lose most of it. “Just catch what you can! Don’t mind the mess. We’ll take care of that.”
Sake waterfalls against your lips. You catch as much as you please, gulping it down. For a hedon, you’re not surprised that he has only the finest… even with the strong fumes working up your system, the taste is smooth and immaculate. You lick your lips as some of it dribbles down your side.
Shinosuke hefts you up. A broad, reddish tongue escapes his muzzle and starts licking the spilled sake off of you. You gasp, and squirm, and watch wide-eyed as you see bits of spit and alochol gulped down. A clear view to that lovely maw. You can’t help but wonder of the fate of the tanuki’s prey, getting introduced to the same drink.
When it’s done, he takes a long swig and grins back at you.
“Once more!”
You press on...
This time, the Tanuki tips your head back and pours until he hears you gulping steadily. Your muscles slacken and you feel a sense of warmth and bliss starting to take you over. You suspect this isn’t just drink, but some sort of potent potable that the lord has cooked up. He counts until you’re sputtering for breath and then goes right into his next swig, laughing uproariously.
The other tanuki seem to be watching with amusement, clapping and chattering though their words are incoherent.
The world spins just a little.
The tanuki turns too, holding you tight and laughing. He licks you clean again, and plants a wet, furry, boozey kiss on your lips.
You chance a glance into the jug and see that it’s still half full. Your stomach lurches a little at the thought of putting down any more of the drink. The tanuki’s belly rises and falls, carrying you with it each time.
“Have a little of this, it’ll make it go down easier.”
He offers up one of his glazed skewers. It looks, smells, and goes down like finely cooked chicken. Then a few pieces of fruit, and… it sort of blurs from there. You drape over the tanuki’s belly as he feeds you, and you take some turns dropping snacks precariously close to the edge of his throat.
It might be luck you don’t end up a snack. When it’s done, though, he peers at the jug and chuckles.
“Almost there, bud. Do one more for me?”
You look up and immediately regret it as three tanuki smile back. You know it’s important to finish, but can you even manage? Will you even make the rest of your services, and how will you feel…?
You consider the tanuki’s words, and the words of the dragon and her staff carefully as you stare at the silvery liquid hiding inside the jug.
Throw in the towel.
You put your hands up, and close your eyes. “I yield! I cannot take another drop, I fear.”
The Tanuki grins. “Now, now, don’t beat yourself up. You put up a valiant fight… but this foe must be put down to its last! Ahh, my friend, come here and fill me up…”
He lifts the jug straight up and the raucous sound of sake pouring into his mouth continues for almost a minute. He doesn’t lose a single bit as he chugs the whole remaining thing in one go.
It tumbles down the side as he lets it go, a glazed look in his eyes as he paws at you. “There we go there we GO. C’mere, little buddy.”
The tanuki's breath is so strong with alcohol that it makes you dizzy being near. He sets down his empty jug and pulls you against him like a victorious warlord.
"You're far too fun! Far too kind, and ooh.. very soft..."
His touch is plush, and he is handling you with clumsy fierceness like some kind of toy.
He puts a kiss against your lips, thick tongue exploring yours and feeding more of that drunken haze into you.
"I hope Embryss can forgive me, but I'm feeling like a little party of our own..."
He squeezes you up, pressing you against his fuzzy barrel balls and now towering cock. The tip oozes and fountains with precum as he gives you a lecherous grin.
"Take a good hard look, pup! You're going to get to enjoy being this old fur's pride and joy." He lets out a thunderous chuckle and grabs you in both paws.
"There, there.. oop. Hold still will you?"
You do not hold still. So close to fulfilling your duties, too! But that cock throbs so lusciously. You can't help but feel your feet dance over it, making it swell with further anticipation.
It takes a few pokes, but eventually the tanuki wedges your feet into the little spreading hole at the tip.
"Down, down we go... you're going to make some old raccoon dogs very happy..."
The tanuki grins and leans back with a groan. The upward spurts of precum don't help you escape any faster. No, the yawning urethra makes a little more room for you and the slickness makes you go down faster. By the time your legs are in, they're gone. You slide hip-deep in the tanuki's swollen phallus and barely make the edges bulge.
"Oooh yeah. Keep wiggling like that! Ahh, you're adorable, buddy... lucky lucky me..."
The drunken raccoon dog slaps his hands against his balls like drums. Each shakes the fur, making him twitch and gush with pleasure. The impact makes him guffaw, and each thud marks you pulling a little deeper into him.
Warm, slippery, slimy... you get a rich taste of his building precum as your chin bumps down into the tip of his dick.
Even the tanuki's semen tastes of rich spirits, heedy and earthy and stealing your senses, replacing them with delirium and delight.
A warm splut engulfs you as you go further down into the male's cumhole. A faint bulge of your shape lowering down through his rod and twisting into his waiting balls. He grasps his tool, giving it a few hard pumps and groaning out when you start to push in.
A torrent of seed flows the other way, but does not push you free. No, the sticky mess seems to make room for you as the tanuki bathes himself in seemingly endless washes of white, sticky cream.
When it is done, he is breathless, and panting, and a right mess. It seems he blacks out before you do, leaving you to ponder through a thoughtless haze as you settle in, realizing that you are sinking deep into the raccoon dog's balls.
“Just you sit tight… or keep moving! That feels fantastic.”
Lord Shinosuke slumps back against the cushions and lets out a hiccup. The flow of cum abates and he settles back, almost dozing. You feel nothing but the heat and pure slickness of being inside the tanuki’s balls, and time drags on…
The unconscious Shinosuke is carried to the receiving room by a half dozen smaller of his clan. With an inelegant thud, he is thrown in an alcohol and cum-soaked mess onto the floor in front of the dragon and her guests.
Embryss raises an eyebrow and rumbles. "Oh. Oh my. I'm afraid that our festivities have to be cancelled..."
Moala, the shark, grimaces. "Oh, well, I am NOT surprised in the slightest. Shino has always been our most problematic guest."
"But one of the funnest," The grizzly in the corner laughs quietly. "For ruining our good time, I expect him to make it up to us and then some. Of course, I wouldn't think about trying again without inviting him."
The dragon goddess smiles and gives a little nod. "Indeed. I could feel his cheer from the other room, I swear..."
She tickles a claw against the sleeping tanuki's nuts. "As for this one... well... I'm sure sooner or later your new master will bumble into making some lovely little tanuki of you. Come visit me again when you've grown, hm?"
You know, you probably will.
Path 2: Bear
You have come at the request of none other than Empress and ruler of this land. The source of the sun and life itself, at the belly of whom exists the world. Embryss, Dragon Queen. The Dragon's Den, her attendants call it with amusement.
When she comes, it is the heat that strikes you first. Then the rumble as if the whole world shifts and quakes.
Red curtains part around her nose, and she leans her head out of her domicile and into your view. You are captured in the pupil of one brilliant vertical slit, copper and amber swirling with brilliance and light.
The dragoness lowers her head just in front of where you stand. It's like being in a sauna.
When she speaks, it takes the form of a soft, almost melodic voice. A whisper unbefitting the gales of breath from her flaring nostrils.
"Thank you so much for coming here," she says. "It's hard to find good help. And you come well reccomended. I trust you'll be able to behave yourself long enough to take care of things for me."
"I'm having an audience with several very important members of the territory. They will offer gifts, and I will receive them and grant them favor. Before that, though, they must be treated with the utmost hospitality."
Her lips curl up in a draconic smile. "Do this well, and you will be well rewarded. If, like your predecessors, you happen to give into temptation... well, I won't hold it against you."
Embryss winks a large dragon eye. "Mine is a place where you can persue your pleasure without fear or remorse. Still, when I find one who can do this for me, it'll be quite welcome."
"Are you up to the task?"
You nod.
"Good! Good. Now then. Let me tell you a little bit about who you're going to be servicing today. First of all is the our lady Mo'ela
"Honeyback is one of the older residents of Embryss
Shinosuke is... far more capable than meets the eye.
"Are you ready to carry on?"
I am.
"Good... now, remember that your task isn't to make them to behave or to serve their every whim. You're to offer them hospitality and make them feel at home."
The dragoness smiles, showing a brief shine of teeth before she shrugs her massive wings and fades back into the expanse behind her curtain. "Excellent. I have the utmost faith in you."
Report in
You find yourself in a nexus of one of Embryss’ towers. This, like many locations, seems to be a realm of quiet and comfort. More drapes line the walls in colors reminiscent of the mistress, red and gold. It is pleasantly warm here. Despite the fire roaring in a fire pit, it is not so hot as to be uncomfortable.
There’s a fountain of fresh spring water on the far side of the room and several couches for sprawling. All of the passages are clearly marked by color and the amount of coverings in rich fabrics.
A short, red-scaled kobold sits by one of the doorways, standing proud with a ceremonial spear held tight in his right hand. The creature’s gaze sweeps across the room and its occupants, but he remains otherwise silent.
Greet the kobold
“Greetings, honored servant of our lady. It is a pleasure to be among the company of those chosen.” The kobold glances up at you, hiding his envy behind a smile and a tap of his pole. “You can call me Alba. All of our guests are currently awaiting service. You can visit them in any order you’d like, as long as you see to them all.”
Ask for Honeyback.
Ask for Mo'ela.
Ask for Shinosuke.
The kobold sighs fondly and nods towards a set of emerald curtains. “Missus Honeyback is always one of our more popular patrons. She has a habit of spoiling the staff here…” He gives you a meaningful look.
“If you fall for her, pray consider waiting until after the ceremony to express it. Oh, Embryss would scold me for saying so, but she’s… too sweet for many to resist.”
He parts the curtain and gestures you inside. “Well, off you go. Tell her Alba said hello, would you?”
A series of turns leads you to the further back, more calm parts of the tower. The room the kobold points you to has a regular door instead of a plain covering. He knocks twice before opening it and gesturing you inside.
Inside is a regal bedroom with all of the expected trappings. There is a wide vanity at one end, stacked with fur grooming supplies and what looks like small dyes. A trunk sits open with several sets of clothes draped over the sides. There is a little of short, purple carpeting leading up to an enormous bed.
Despite its size, it struggles to hold the ursine there. The bear leans up with a groan (or was that the bed frame?) and fixes you with a gentle smile.
Honeyback lives up to her name.
The ursine isn’t wearing any clothing at the moment. Her breasts, heavy and full, rest their full weight against her barrel of a chest. Muscle or fat, it’s hard to tell but there is nothing but raw power beneath that teddy bear exterior. The bear’s belly is round and thick, and you’re uncertain whether she’s with child or just has a very generous figure.
Her fangs remain mostly hidden, and the razor-sharp claws on her fingers seem almost toy-like when she wiggles the padded paws in greeting.
“Right on time as always! Do you want me to get you anything?”
You smile a moment before she remembers that you’re there to serve her, and not the other way around. “The uh, the kobold wanted to say hello.”
“Oh, isn’t he a darling? If he weren’t Embryss’, I’d be sorely tempted to take him home. I suspect I’ll be seeing him after we’re done here today, at least.”
The bear pats a wide mitt against the side of the bed.
“Don’t be shy now. I’d just like a little attention, is all.”
You clamber onto the bedside, though mounting the mattress is a bit like scaling a small hill. She helps you the rest of the way with a pull and sets you on her lap so that she can look you in the eye.
“Now don’t get me wrong, I’ve had a man or lady in company for years and years at a time. But it’s just the way of things, we come and go… and I can’t horde my family to just one person.” She shrugs and looks down at you. “I have a few itches that are a bit hard to scratch on my own, though. And I don’t want to wreck these bedposts.”
She smiles in a way that suggests she absolutely did not intend to make a sly aside there. “Just help me work out one or two of these and I’ll be fine…”
After a good, close cuddle session the grizzly is offering her bare bear body to you. You could just get to her shoulders and work out all those hard to reach kinks. It’s hard not to notice her breasts, though. It’s been a while since she’s had any children, but maybe there's still milk in there...? Of course, you could just throw caution to the wind and sniff out her honeypot.
You take Honeyback’s invitation for all it’s worth and crawl over her form. She growls in cheerful delight at your exploring hands, though her head raises a bit as you crawl down between her legs.
Her childbearing hips part and you’re greeted with the puffy, teardrop of her labia peeking out from her fur. The bear laughs and strokes your back with the soft side of her hand.
“I don’t mind if you take a good look. It’s been a long time since I had a good stud. Far too long since I’ve had any cubs.”
The bear’s thoughts seem to drift as she pushes you towards her honeypot. Her fingers find yours, and press them into the heat of her sex. The sudden shock of silky skin squeezing at your fingers takes hold.
Maybe you should take it a little easier...
If you can stop thinking about getting in that bear pussy.
You get lost in your thoughts and need for the bear wrapped around your hand already. Your other kneading paw catches upon the bear's thighs and she gives an amused rumble. "Oh, well, I can't deny a needy cub no matter how much I try. Get as close as you'd like, dearie."
As if the bruin gives you much choice. Her legs lift, thick thighs soft as clouds yet pinning your body between them. One fuzzy mitt lowers and she presses your face firmly against her groin. The strong scent of honey--sweet, thick, and potent wafts over your face.
The bear's netherlips kiss against yours. Soft, pudgy, and sweet, a pale pink parting to show a shiny ruby hiding within.
Honeyback lets out a deep, bassy growl and pushes harder at your face.
"It’s about time I had another cub at home. Just relax, and let me take it from here..."
With a thump, the brown bear rolls against the floor and sticks her hinders into the air. Her small teardrop of a pussy widens around your face.
Won't it hurt, you wonder? "Oh, no, you'll be fine. Or do you mean me? Hah! I've given birth to beasties much bigger than you. You're a delightful romp in the park compared to them. Oh, not to say you're too small.. no... mm. This is nice..."
A wet slurp wraps around your ears as darkness engulfs your vision. You didn't know that a woman could be this buttery smooth... or this powerful. Despite the tightness of her inner folds, she shoves you deep with a surge of pressure.
Neck... shoulders... chest. Rapidly being wrapped in the bear sow.
"That's it... come to momma..."
You hear before a wet squeeze, and squelch, and a whisper of a moan as you wiggle deeper into darkness.
But now you can't really hear much except the calm inner world of the bear. She takes you deep into her womb and closes you up there, with only a moment's respite before she is on her feet again.
A big paw pets you through the wall of her belly. "Get cozy, dear... I'll be taking care of you for a while now."
The fact that you cannot see Embryss does nothing to diminish her amused, vaguely disappointed gaze. As Honeyback and Moala gather in the hall, waiting for the third to attend the ceremony, she cannot help but gaze upon the bear's swollen belly.
"Just could not wait, could you?" Her voice rings clearly through your ears. The tip of an enormous talon teases against the bear’s belly bump.
"I suppose I can delay a little longer. Perhaps come again, once you've grown again proper... a bear in attendance would have a few advantages, after all! Maybe."
Honeyback's hand joins the dragon's talon against the curve of her stomach, where you lay beneath fur and mother's womb. The awkwardness passes, and they are all smiles.
Not shame but love. You feel the love of two mother's, and that tangible feeling bristles into a thick hide and fur as your body shifts into that of a bear. The process will take some time, but you have chosen this. She has chosen you.
And perhaps the ceremony will not take place now. But Embryss is patient, and this too is her will.
For now, you can look forward to a life in the loving care of Honeyback, and dream of the deep forests of Embryss....
Path 3: Dragon
In order for the player to get this next path they would have had to make each guest happy without being eaten. When I copied and pasted this I kind of skipped that part so it starts off normally and then the story kind of fast forwards/skips right after you made everyone happy.
You have come at the request of none other than Empress and ruler of this land. The source of the sun and life itself, at the belly of whom exists the world. Embryss, Dragon Queen. The Dragon's Den, her attendants call it with amusement.
When she comes, it is the heat that strikes you first. Then the rumble as if the whole world shifts and quakes.
Red curtains part around her nose, and she leans her head out of her domicile and into your view. You are captured in the pupil of one brilliant vertical slit, copper and amber swirling with brilliance and light.
The dragoness lowers her head just in front of where you stand. It's like being in a sauna.
When she speaks, it takes the form of a soft, almost melodic voice. A whisper unbefitting the gales of breath from her flaring nostrils.
"Thank you so much for coming here," she says. "It's hard to find good help. And you come well reccomended. I trust you'll be able to behave yourself long enough to take care of things for me."
"I'm having an audience with several very important members of the territory. They will offer gifts, and I will receive them and grant them favor. Before that, though, they must be treated with the utmost hospitality."
Her lips curl up in a draconic smile. "Do this well, and you will be well rewarded. If, like your predecessors, you happen to give into temptation... well, I won't hold it against you."
Embryss winks a large dragon eye. "Mine is a place where you can persue your pleasure without fear or remorse. Still, when I find one who can do this for me, it'll be quite welcome."
"Are you up to the task?"
You nod.
"Good! Good. Now then. Let me tell you a little bit about who you're going to be servicing today. First of all is the our lady Mo'ela
"Honeyback is one of the older residents of Embryss
Shinosuke is... far more capable than meets the eye.
"Are you ready to carry on?"
I am.
"Good... now, remember that your task isn't to make them to behave or to serve their every whim. You're to offer them hospitality and make them feel at home."
The dragoness smiles, showing a brief shine of teeth before she shrugs her massive wings and fades back into the expanse behind her curtain. "Excellent. I have the utmost faith in you."
Report in
You find yourself in a nexus of one of Embryss’ towers. This, like many locations, seems to be a realm of quiet and comfort. More drapes line the walls in colors reminiscent of the mistress, red and gold. It is pleasantly warm here. Despite the fire roaring in a fire pit, it is not so hot as to be uncomfortable.
There’s a fountain of fresh spring water on the far side of the room and several couches for sprawling. All of the passages are clearly marked by color and the amount of coverings in rich fabrics.
A short, red-scaled kobold sits by one of the doorways, standing proud with a ceremonial spear held tight in his right hand. The creature’s gaze sweeps across the room and its occupants, but he remains otherwise silent.
Greet the kobold
“Greetings, honored servant of our lady. It is a pleasure to be among the company of those chosen.” The kobold glances up at you, hiding his envy behind a smile and a tap of his pole. “You can call me Alba. All of our guests are currently awaiting service. You can visit them in any order you’d like, as long as you see to them all.”
Ask for Honeyback.
Ask for Mo'ela.
Ask for Shinosuke.
You find yourself in a nexus of one of Embryss’ towers. This, like many locations, seems to be a realm of quiet and comfort. More drapes line the walls in colors reminiscent of the mistress, red and gold. It is pleasantly warm here. Despite the fire roaring in a fire pit, it is not so hot as to be uncomfortable.
There’s a fountain of fresh spring water on the far side of the room and several couches for sprawling. All of the passages are clearly marked by color and the amount of coverings in rich fabrics.
A short, red-scaled kobold sits by one of the doorways, standing proud with a ceremonial spear held tight in his right hand. The creature’s gaze sweeps across the room and its occupants, but he remains otherwise silent.
It's quiet in here
You return to the lobby to find it quieter than before. The furs and other creatures milling about the halls have all gone off somewhere. All except for the kobold, who lets you freshen up and awaits your return.
“Bravo, my friend, and a good job at that. It seems like everyone is ready and happy to begin the reception. Of course, you’re expected to attend as well.” The kobold bows. “Allow me to escort you there.”
Your work is done. It's time for the ceremony.
You are escorted back to the Dragon’s Den. Unlike your first visit, it is lively and bustling now with dozens of creatures paying homage to Embryss. The display of foods and other delights here puts the selection of Shinosuke’s entorage to shame (though he no doubt had a hand in putting it together to begin with).
The kobolds are moving about busily making final preparations. You recognize the guests you serviced, and a few others as well.
It looks like you have time to speak to one before things get underway.
A deep rumble echoes through the chamber. Embryss’ voice shakes down to your spirit, and in the ensuing silence you can hear her speak loud and clear in your mind.
“Everyone, please let me reiterate my gratitude and welcome. Through these days I have come to appreciate your company, the chance to get to know you again and to learn what has developed across your realms and mine.
The dragon slouches forward, her claws slipping from beneath the enormous curtain as she places them on either side of a raised platform. The whole hall seems to be caught in the reflection of her golden eyes. “As it has always been, and always shall be, I am happy to consider your offerings. Those accepted will have an honored place within me, and be known for all of time.”
One by one, each of the guests lines up, prepared to present their gifts. Not lavish treasures or words of praise, but individuals selected from their charge to be considered by the empress.
Mo’ela carries her offering up braced between her arms, for the man has no way to walk on dry land on his own. The seal is an immaculate tan, fur looking more like warm milk chocolate when it ripples in the light. He is adorned with sapphires and pearls, and other jewels of the sea. He inclines his head and gives a whiskery smile when faced with Embryss up close.
Honeyback leads up a woman you’ve never seen before, not even in the thick of the party. A tall swan, whose viscious nails and beak have been shined and dulled to an artistic finish. Her feathers are painstakingly painted in gold patterns that tell her story in pictures and symbols alone. The swell of her breast raises in one long breath as she greets Embryss, and exhales.
Shinosuke gestures for a pair of tanuki to guide a third to the platform. The young maid is draped in green colored fineries, her brush tail bobbing with every step. From where you are standing, you can pick up a sweet scent, like sugared peach, from her shimmering fur. She fans her face and laughs as she comes to sit upon the offering platform.
There is silence and a shadowed contemplation as Embryss counts the offerings. Whatever method she uses for her choosing is an enigma to all present.
“To be offered at all is an honor, and though only one of you will join me today, fret not. You will have many days to come to bask in my love, and at the end of it all you will come to me knowing that you are mine.” With this consolation, her gaze settles upon the swan. After a slight nod, two kobolds approach her from either side and bid her to raise.
The others on the platform look on with a mix of joy and disappointment. The swan bows her long neck and smiles. “Your majesty. I cannot express how much this means to me.”
“You need not. Your heart is known to me.” Embryss smiles. “But it’s still nice to hear it.” Her head turns and she nods to Honeyback. “Your offering is accepted and honored. Thank you for what you have given today, and know that all will be given in return.”
With those words, her maw yawns wide. The savannah heat of her being peaks into the room, the rippling dark of her throat rising and falling with anticipation. Though in size the swan could not sate her, she is all too eager to receive the offering. The narrowed end of her tongue rolls out against the platform with a muted thump.
You stand witness with everyone as the kobolds lift the woman up onto the dragon’s tongue. Then it slowly curls backwards, drawing her into the god-queen’s mouth. Her lips close, her nostrils flare, and she sighs with pleasure. The swan can be seen for a moment, breaking into a jubilant flutter of wings before she’s taken in with a swallow that seems to make the earth move.
And then it is over.
When it is done, and the din has died down, the guests filter back into the palace. While a few do linger in the den, none stand between you and Embryss. The dragon queen looks down with a pleased smile.
“You have my gratitude. My guest’s hospitality means the world to me, and you’ve treated them all well.”
Her praise makes you feel a glow of warmth from within.
“It’s about time I retired to my nest… dreams to dream, futures to write. But there is still a matter of rewarding you. I wouldn’t simply ask your services and then release you into the wild without due compensation.”
The giant dragon smiles and flicks her tongue. “Of all things in my power, what would you ask for?”
Become her next egg.
“… it is a bit too much to ask,” you say.
Embryss’ eyes slit. “There is nothing I have not the power to give. I only ask your heart.”
Looking at the dragon, what fraction of the dragon you can see, you brace your hands and sigh. “If I could, I would be your egg. Your next egg, and… well, I don’t know from there.”
The dragoness seems to consider this for a moment, a moment that seems to go on forever. She leans close to you and her scales ripple down from her snout. “I understand why you’re nervous, but do not be.”
There's no assurance like a dragon's assurance
"Ah. It has been too long since anyone has chosen that reward. Spark of my heart...."
The dragon draws you up onto the palm of her hand. The scales, gold, are surprisingly soft as she draws you close to her face.
"Not for duty or reverence do you love me, hm? You know my love is to be shared amongst all that live in my realm. But no more diminished for that."
When she turns, the earth seems to move and shake. The movement of her hand, though slow, seems to pull you miles and miles in seconds. Wind whips through your air with an elated sigh as her face vanishes. Further, further down a treasure trove of gleaming belly until you catch the sight of her horizontal slit.
"You will have my warmth, and my strength. You will know my belly once more, and inherit my scales..."
She holds you up so that you may plant a kiss upon her monolithic clit. And then the wet heat of her draconic sex unfolds with anticipation.
Embryss is not a creature with whom you, or perhaps any could breed in their current form. When she offers her body open to you, it is a blessing you can barely comprehend.
With delicacy she places you against one of the faint wrinkles of her labia. You realize this is not a mere act, but a journey. Her true self spans miles--maybe even greater distances.
And her body is even deeper. For a moment you behold a yawning chasm of draconian pleasure, silver-dewed folds of her inner sex. What creature could sate this goddess of eld, you wonder, as she inclines you in with a gentle nudge of a talon.
Her heat is unfathomable, the heart of the sun itself but it does not burn nor parch your body. You are left swimming in the idea of warmth, and for a moment left to slide down into her fathomless dark.
And in another moment you are embraced, held from all sides by her body. What could be the force of a quake does not crush, but carress, and though you are held close your freedom is not impinged.
Embryss pulls you deeper. Deeper. Deeper still...
And though you are small to her she still lets out coos and roars of elation that could be heard across the land. Her honey runs like broad streams, some pushed up by the force of her exhultations, one catching you and ushering you more quickly into her womb.
Down, down, until it is narrow, and dark, and her inner gates squeeze against your fingertips. The dragon's cervix parts, taking you by the wrists like an eager lass giddy to run off to a private place for the first time. She pulls you in and you can't help but laugh with the shared excitement.
Her womb is cozy, meant for a clutch of dragon eggs though its immensity seems to diminish the longer you spend in her hold. The space of her smaller, but maybe you larger.
It gets calmer...
Embryss settles down into the endless luxuries of her nest. Your senses become lost in the rhythm of her body, your vision filled with welcoming dark but also the glow of stars. From within her, it feels as if every mile and every soul in the world is close by.
Another stillness takes hold over you as readily as a mother's love. The egg forms around you, as you are, and writing who you will be into your very spirit. It is true that all the world are her children, both within and without her belly for she is the embodiment of this world.
But there are children of the spirit and children of blood, and though you are a mote to her you feel her strength and her love slipping into your bones. Her breath and movement becomes tangible within your egg, taking what you are and making it dragon.
It will take long to grow. Weeks, months, maybe years, while the Mother exhalts in the feeling of an egg growing strong in her womb.
You are not alone here, and until the day you are laid, and hatched, and whole, your heart shall remain with hers, among the stars.
And you couldn't ask for anything more.
Lastly I know embryass had one more cockvore/rebirth story in her game called festival of the hunt, in which you hang out with a naga guy during a tournament but some other guy gets envious and in order to protect you the naga offers to vore you and if you choose cock vore its implied that he will use you later to impregnant a female. To get this route I think you needed to pick the first option whenever you make a choose.
This link leads to a forum in which Cameron653 has a link that leads to a mega download that has a RAR of her illustrated games.
https://aryion.com/forum/viewtopic......bryss#p2882653
I really enjoyed all of Embryass stories she really knew how to do wholesome vore well and I hope that she is in a more mentally healthy place since she doesn't feel like she needs to create those games anymore.
Thank you so much Embryass for all your stories.
I just started a forum post, on Eka's Portal, in which I'm slowly going to write story ideas that involve vore that leads to rebirth. If you want to share some of your story ideas or want to share your opinion/ give a criticism of my story ideas or anyone else who posts there ideas please check it out here. Link Below
https://aryion.com/forum/viewtopic......18&t=68339
I'm going to share three stories, all of which involve the same choose your own adventure game. This game in particular was a text only game so you're not missing out on any illustrations. When I downloaded these stories I merely copied and pasted their contents to a word document and as such I might have missed some of the words that show what are the possible chooses so the character might be awkwardly be silent before the next paragraph happens. I'm also just gonna copy and paste the whole stories here in the journal/blog.
Path One: Tanuki
You have come at the request of none other than Empress and ruler of this land. The source of the sun and life itself, at the belly of whom exists the world. Embryss, Dragon Queen. The Dragon's Den, her attendants call it with amusement.
When she comes, it is the heat that strikes you first. Then the rumble as if the whole world shifts and quakes.
Red curtains part around her nose, and she leans her head out of her domicile and into your view. You are captured in the pupil of one brilliant vertical slit, copper and amber swirling with brilliance and light.
The dragoness lowers her head just in front of where you stand. It's like being in a sauna.
When she speaks, it takes the form of a soft, almost melodic voice. A whisper unbefitting the gales of breath from her flaring nostrils.
"Thank you so much for coming here," she says. "It's hard to find good help. And you come well reccomended. I trust you'll be able to behave yourself long enough to take care of things for me."
"I'm having an audience with several very important members of the territory. They will offer gifts, and I will receive them and grant them favor. Before that, though, they must be treated with the utmost hospitality."
Her lips curl up in a draconic smile. "Do this well, and you will be well rewarded. If, like your predecessors, you happen to give into temptation... well, I won't hold it against you."
Embryss winks a large dragon eye. "Mine is a place where you can persue your pleasure without fear or remorse. Still, when I find one who can do this for me, it'll be quite welcome."
"Are you up to the task?"
You nod.
"Good! Good. Now then. Let me tell you a little bit about who you're going to be servicing today. First of all is the our lady Mo'ela
"Honeyback is one of the older residents of Embryss
Shinosuke is... far more capable than meets the eye.
"Are you ready to carry on?"
I am.
"Good... now, remember that your task isn't to make them to behave or to serve their every whim. You're to offer them hospitality and make them feel at home."
The dragoness smiles, showing a brief shine of teeth before she shrugs her massive wings and fades back into the expanse behind her curtain. "Excellent. I have the utmost faith in you."
Report in
You find yourself in a nexus of one of Embryss’ towers. This, like many locations, seems to be a realm of quiet and comfort. More drapes line the walls in colors reminiscent of the mistress, red and gold. It is pleasantly warm here. Despite the fire roaring in a fire pit, it is not so hot as to be uncomfortable.
There’s a fountain of fresh spring water on the far side of the room and several couches for sprawling. All of the passages are clearly marked by color and the amount of coverings in rich fabrics.
A short, red-scaled kobold sits by one of the doorways, standing proud with a ceremonial spear held tight in his right hand. The creature’s gaze sweeps across the room and its occupants, but he remains otherwise silent.
Greet the kobold
“Greetings, honored servant of our lady. It is a pleasure to be among the company of those chosen.” The kobold glances up at you, hiding his envy behind a smile and a tap of his pole. “You can call me Alba. All of our guests are currently awaiting service. You can visit them in any order you’d like, as long as you see to them all.”
Ask for Honeyback.
Ask for Mo'ela.
Ask for Shinosuke.
Ahh, our honored lord of the deep woods, Shinosuke…” The Kobold bites his tongue, debating adding a few more honorifics before shaking his head. “It’s unusual to board people in the dining room, but he demands constant service from the kitchen staff. It was his suggestion, and well, happy guest, happy… everyone?”
He shrugs and wrinkles his nose. “I get dizzy just being around them. It’s not that he’s hard to please, at all, he just never seems to stop… it’s one thing if you’re at your limit, but that man seems to have no limits.”
The kobold lifts the edge of the golden curtain and smiles. “Bring me back something, won’t you?”
Your guide is a little reluctant to show you to the tanuki's room. He keeps glancing back at you, making small talk and offering you bits of refreshments.
Finally, with a sigh and a bow, he noses open the wooden door leading into a dark room.
There are purple curtains hanging over all the walls and the ceiling. Dim blue crystals make it easy to see while also keeping the mood rather subdued and quiet. It smells of old smoke, roasted meats, and a lot of alcohol.
A few smaller tanuki attendants, not even your height, chatter in a corner as they prepare various foods, drinks, and organize trinkets. One of them looks up and waves as you come in.
Your charge, on the other hand, sits against a massive stack of pillows with a pipe in one hand and a red panda in the other. The mountain of a man chuckles, teasing it over and around his fingers before with a slick sucking pop he devours the little friend like a fresh noodle.
Lord Shinosuke is a beast of a Tanuki.
"Oh ho, you are CUTE. Get over here and give me a closer look, would you?"
You oblige, coming close. With an unceremonious sweep, he pulls you up onto his twin balls and grins. Despite your weight, he seems not to mind, and they must be the warmest, softest things you've ever had a chance to rest on.
"There we go... now, where were we? I know you're here to look after me and get me prim and proper for the ceremony, but let's be honest. I just want to have a good time. As nice as it is to be fussed over hand and foot, I need a buddy. So... for a little while, welcome to the party, buddy."
The tanuki grins a bushy grin and lifts the keg. You hear it slosh like waves on a nearby shore as the liquid inside comes about. "So, what do you say to a little toast?"
"Cheers!"
You oblige, coming close. With an unceremonious sweep, he pulls you up onto his twin balls and grins. Despite your weight, he seems not to mind, and they must be the warmest, softest things you've ever had a chance to rest on.
"There we go... now, where were we? I know you're here to look after me and get me prim and proper for the ceremony, but let's be honest. I just want to have a good time. As nice as it is to be fussed over hand and foot, I need a buddy. So... for a little while, welcome to the party, buddy."
The tanuki grins a bushy grin and lifts the keg. You hear it slosh like waves on a nearby shore as the liquid inside comes about. "So, what do you say to a little toast?"
"The Tanuki laughs, patting you and letting you rest against his thigh. “Ahh, I feel like a right proper boss now, haha! You just sit tight. Get that cork for me, will you..?”
You pry the stopper out, and the waft of sake you get when it pops out is enough by itself to make you feel a little light-headed.
You watch in mute horror as the Tanuki makes quick work of it. With freshly cooked vittles pulled from a table and the jug in the other, it only takes him minutes of eager chugging to down the whole thing.
When it’s done, he gives you an almost blank-eyed stare and smile.
"Cheers, Indeed."
You raise a hand in good cheer, and the Tanuki catches it and squeeze it in his own. With the other, he flicks the cork from the jug at his side. The strong smell of rice wine reaches your nose and almost knocks you off your feet. He rumbles, belly shaking as he lifts the clay decanter up to your lips.
“Cheers, friend!” The alcohol starts pouring out faster than you can drink. The mouth of the jug is wider than your own mouth, and it’s impossible not to lose most of it. “Just catch what you can! Don’t mind the mess. We’ll take care of that.”
Sake waterfalls against your lips. You catch as much as you please, gulping it down. For a hedon, you’re not surprised that he has only the finest… even with the strong fumes working up your system, the taste is smooth and immaculate. You lick your lips as some of it dribbles down your side.
Shinosuke hefts you up. A broad, reddish tongue escapes his muzzle and starts licking the spilled sake off of you. You gasp, and squirm, and watch wide-eyed as you see bits of spit and alochol gulped down. A clear view to that lovely maw. You can’t help but wonder of the fate of the tanuki’s prey, getting introduced to the same drink.
When it’s done, he takes a long swig and grins back at you.
“Once more!”
You press on...
This time, the Tanuki tips your head back and pours until he hears you gulping steadily. Your muscles slacken and you feel a sense of warmth and bliss starting to take you over. You suspect this isn’t just drink, but some sort of potent potable that the lord has cooked up. He counts until you’re sputtering for breath and then goes right into his next swig, laughing uproariously.
The other tanuki seem to be watching with amusement, clapping and chattering though their words are incoherent.
The world spins just a little.
The tanuki turns too, holding you tight and laughing. He licks you clean again, and plants a wet, furry, boozey kiss on your lips.
You chance a glance into the jug and see that it’s still half full. Your stomach lurches a little at the thought of putting down any more of the drink. The tanuki’s belly rises and falls, carrying you with it each time.
“Have a little of this, it’ll make it go down easier.”
He offers up one of his glazed skewers. It looks, smells, and goes down like finely cooked chicken. Then a few pieces of fruit, and… it sort of blurs from there. You drape over the tanuki’s belly as he feeds you, and you take some turns dropping snacks precariously close to the edge of his throat.
It might be luck you don’t end up a snack. When it’s done, though, he peers at the jug and chuckles.
“Almost there, bud. Do one more for me?”
You look up and immediately regret it as three tanuki smile back. You know it’s important to finish, but can you even manage? Will you even make the rest of your services, and how will you feel…?
You consider the tanuki’s words, and the words of the dragon and her staff carefully as you stare at the silvery liquid hiding inside the jug.
Throw in the towel.
You put your hands up, and close your eyes. “I yield! I cannot take another drop, I fear.”
The Tanuki grins. “Now, now, don’t beat yourself up. You put up a valiant fight… but this foe must be put down to its last! Ahh, my friend, come here and fill me up…”
He lifts the jug straight up and the raucous sound of sake pouring into his mouth continues for almost a minute. He doesn’t lose a single bit as he chugs the whole remaining thing in one go.
It tumbles down the side as he lets it go, a glazed look in his eyes as he paws at you. “There we go there we GO. C’mere, little buddy.”
The tanuki's breath is so strong with alcohol that it makes you dizzy being near. He sets down his empty jug and pulls you against him like a victorious warlord.
"You're far too fun! Far too kind, and ooh.. very soft..."
His touch is plush, and he is handling you with clumsy fierceness like some kind of toy.
He puts a kiss against your lips, thick tongue exploring yours and feeding more of that drunken haze into you.
"I hope Embryss can forgive me, but I'm feeling like a little party of our own..."
He squeezes you up, pressing you against his fuzzy barrel balls and now towering cock. The tip oozes and fountains with precum as he gives you a lecherous grin.
"Take a good hard look, pup! You're going to get to enjoy being this old fur's pride and joy." He lets out a thunderous chuckle and grabs you in both paws.
"There, there.. oop. Hold still will you?"
You do not hold still. So close to fulfilling your duties, too! But that cock throbs so lusciously. You can't help but feel your feet dance over it, making it swell with further anticipation.
It takes a few pokes, but eventually the tanuki wedges your feet into the little spreading hole at the tip.
"Down, down we go... you're going to make some old raccoon dogs very happy..."
The tanuki grins and leans back with a groan. The upward spurts of precum don't help you escape any faster. No, the yawning urethra makes a little more room for you and the slickness makes you go down faster. By the time your legs are in, they're gone. You slide hip-deep in the tanuki's swollen phallus and barely make the edges bulge.
"Oooh yeah. Keep wiggling like that! Ahh, you're adorable, buddy... lucky lucky me..."
The drunken raccoon dog slaps his hands against his balls like drums. Each shakes the fur, making him twitch and gush with pleasure. The impact makes him guffaw, and each thud marks you pulling a little deeper into him.
Warm, slippery, slimy... you get a rich taste of his building precum as your chin bumps down into the tip of his dick.
Even the tanuki's semen tastes of rich spirits, heedy and earthy and stealing your senses, replacing them with delirium and delight.
A warm splut engulfs you as you go further down into the male's cumhole. A faint bulge of your shape lowering down through his rod and twisting into his waiting balls. He grasps his tool, giving it a few hard pumps and groaning out when you start to push in.
A torrent of seed flows the other way, but does not push you free. No, the sticky mess seems to make room for you as the tanuki bathes himself in seemingly endless washes of white, sticky cream.
When it is done, he is breathless, and panting, and a right mess. It seems he blacks out before you do, leaving you to ponder through a thoughtless haze as you settle in, realizing that you are sinking deep into the raccoon dog's balls.
“Just you sit tight… or keep moving! That feels fantastic.”
Lord Shinosuke slumps back against the cushions and lets out a hiccup. The flow of cum abates and he settles back, almost dozing. You feel nothing but the heat and pure slickness of being inside the tanuki’s balls, and time drags on…
The unconscious Shinosuke is carried to the receiving room by a half dozen smaller of his clan. With an inelegant thud, he is thrown in an alcohol and cum-soaked mess onto the floor in front of the dragon and her guests.
Embryss raises an eyebrow and rumbles. "Oh. Oh my. I'm afraid that our festivities have to be cancelled..."
Moala, the shark, grimaces. "Oh, well, I am NOT surprised in the slightest. Shino has always been our most problematic guest."
"But one of the funnest," The grizzly in the corner laughs quietly. "For ruining our good time, I expect him to make it up to us and then some. Of course, I wouldn't think about trying again without inviting him."
The dragon goddess smiles and gives a little nod. "Indeed. I could feel his cheer from the other room, I swear..."
She tickles a claw against the sleeping tanuki's nuts. "As for this one... well... I'm sure sooner or later your new master will bumble into making some lovely little tanuki of you. Come visit me again when you've grown, hm?"
You know, you probably will.
Path 2: Bear
You have come at the request of none other than Empress and ruler of this land. The source of the sun and life itself, at the belly of whom exists the world. Embryss, Dragon Queen. The Dragon's Den, her attendants call it with amusement.
When she comes, it is the heat that strikes you first. Then the rumble as if the whole world shifts and quakes.
Red curtains part around her nose, and she leans her head out of her domicile and into your view. You are captured in the pupil of one brilliant vertical slit, copper and amber swirling with brilliance and light.
The dragoness lowers her head just in front of where you stand. It's like being in a sauna.
When she speaks, it takes the form of a soft, almost melodic voice. A whisper unbefitting the gales of breath from her flaring nostrils.
"Thank you so much for coming here," she says. "It's hard to find good help. And you come well reccomended. I trust you'll be able to behave yourself long enough to take care of things for me."
"I'm having an audience with several very important members of the territory. They will offer gifts, and I will receive them and grant them favor. Before that, though, they must be treated with the utmost hospitality."
Her lips curl up in a draconic smile. "Do this well, and you will be well rewarded. If, like your predecessors, you happen to give into temptation... well, I won't hold it against you."
Embryss winks a large dragon eye. "Mine is a place where you can persue your pleasure without fear or remorse. Still, when I find one who can do this for me, it'll be quite welcome."
"Are you up to the task?"
You nod.
"Good! Good. Now then. Let me tell you a little bit about who you're going to be servicing today. First of all is the our lady Mo'ela
"Honeyback is one of the older residents of Embryss
Shinosuke is... far more capable than meets the eye.
"Are you ready to carry on?"
I am.
"Good... now, remember that your task isn't to make them to behave or to serve their every whim. You're to offer them hospitality and make them feel at home."
The dragoness smiles, showing a brief shine of teeth before she shrugs her massive wings and fades back into the expanse behind her curtain. "Excellent. I have the utmost faith in you."
Report in
You find yourself in a nexus of one of Embryss’ towers. This, like many locations, seems to be a realm of quiet and comfort. More drapes line the walls in colors reminiscent of the mistress, red and gold. It is pleasantly warm here. Despite the fire roaring in a fire pit, it is not so hot as to be uncomfortable.
There’s a fountain of fresh spring water on the far side of the room and several couches for sprawling. All of the passages are clearly marked by color and the amount of coverings in rich fabrics.
A short, red-scaled kobold sits by one of the doorways, standing proud with a ceremonial spear held tight in his right hand. The creature’s gaze sweeps across the room and its occupants, but he remains otherwise silent.
Greet the kobold
“Greetings, honored servant of our lady. It is a pleasure to be among the company of those chosen.” The kobold glances up at you, hiding his envy behind a smile and a tap of his pole. “You can call me Alba. All of our guests are currently awaiting service. You can visit them in any order you’d like, as long as you see to them all.”
Ask for Honeyback.
Ask for Mo'ela.
Ask for Shinosuke.
The kobold sighs fondly and nods towards a set of emerald curtains. “Missus Honeyback is always one of our more popular patrons. She has a habit of spoiling the staff here…” He gives you a meaningful look.
“If you fall for her, pray consider waiting until after the ceremony to express it. Oh, Embryss would scold me for saying so, but she’s… too sweet for many to resist.”
He parts the curtain and gestures you inside. “Well, off you go. Tell her Alba said hello, would you?”
A series of turns leads you to the further back, more calm parts of the tower. The room the kobold points you to has a regular door instead of a plain covering. He knocks twice before opening it and gesturing you inside.
Inside is a regal bedroom with all of the expected trappings. There is a wide vanity at one end, stacked with fur grooming supplies and what looks like small dyes. A trunk sits open with several sets of clothes draped over the sides. There is a little of short, purple carpeting leading up to an enormous bed.
Despite its size, it struggles to hold the ursine there. The bear leans up with a groan (or was that the bed frame?) and fixes you with a gentle smile.
Honeyback lives up to her name.
The ursine isn’t wearing any clothing at the moment. Her breasts, heavy and full, rest their full weight against her barrel of a chest. Muscle or fat, it’s hard to tell but there is nothing but raw power beneath that teddy bear exterior. The bear’s belly is round and thick, and you’re uncertain whether she’s with child or just has a very generous figure.
Her fangs remain mostly hidden, and the razor-sharp claws on her fingers seem almost toy-like when she wiggles the padded paws in greeting.
“Right on time as always! Do you want me to get you anything?”
You smile a moment before she remembers that you’re there to serve her, and not the other way around. “The uh, the kobold wanted to say hello.”
“Oh, isn’t he a darling? If he weren’t Embryss’, I’d be sorely tempted to take him home. I suspect I’ll be seeing him after we’re done here today, at least.”
The bear pats a wide mitt against the side of the bed.
“Don’t be shy now. I’d just like a little attention, is all.”
You clamber onto the bedside, though mounting the mattress is a bit like scaling a small hill. She helps you the rest of the way with a pull and sets you on her lap so that she can look you in the eye.
“Now don’t get me wrong, I’ve had a man or lady in company for years and years at a time. But it’s just the way of things, we come and go… and I can’t horde my family to just one person.” She shrugs and looks down at you. “I have a few itches that are a bit hard to scratch on my own, though. And I don’t want to wreck these bedposts.”
She smiles in a way that suggests she absolutely did not intend to make a sly aside there. “Just help me work out one or two of these and I’ll be fine…”
After a good, close cuddle session the grizzly is offering her bare bear body to you. You could just get to her shoulders and work out all those hard to reach kinks. It’s hard not to notice her breasts, though. It’s been a while since she’s had any children, but maybe there's still milk in there...? Of course, you could just throw caution to the wind and sniff out her honeypot.
You take Honeyback’s invitation for all it’s worth and crawl over her form. She growls in cheerful delight at your exploring hands, though her head raises a bit as you crawl down between her legs.
Her childbearing hips part and you’re greeted with the puffy, teardrop of her labia peeking out from her fur. The bear laughs and strokes your back with the soft side of her hand.
“I don’t mind if you take a good look. It’s been a long time since I had a good stud. Far too long since I’ve had any cubs.”
The bear’s thoughts seem to drift as she pushes you towards her honeypot. Her fingers find yours, and press them into the heat of her sex. The sudden shock of silky skin squeezing at your fingers takes hold.
Maybe you should take it a little easier...
If you can stop thinking about getting in that bear pussy.
You get lost in your thoughts and need for the bear wrapped around your hand already. Your other kneading paw catches upon the bear's thighs and she gives an amused rumble. "Oh, well, I can't deny a needy cub no matter how much I try. Get as close as you'd like, dearie."
As if the bruin gives you much choice. Her legs lift, thick thighs soft as clouds yet pinning your body between them. One fuzzy mitt lowers and she presses your face firmly against her groin. The strong scent of honey--sweet, thick, and potent wafts over your face.
The bear's netherlips kiss against yours. Soft, pudgy, and sweet, a pale pink parting to show a shiny ruby hiding within.
Honeyback lets out a deep, bassy growl and pushes harder at your face.
"It’s about time I had another cub at home. Just relax, and let me take it from here..."
With a thump, the brown bear rolls against the floor and sticks her hinders into the air. Her small teardrop of a pussy widens around your face.
Won't it hurt, you wonder? "Oh, no, you'll be fine. Or do you mean me? Hah! I've given birth to beasties much bigger than you. You're a delightful romp in the park compared to them. Oh, not to say you're too small.. no... mm. This is nice..."
A wet slurp wraps around your ears as darkness engulfs your vision. You didn't know that a woman could be this buttery smooth... or this powerful. Despite the tightness of her inner folds, she shoves you deep with a surge of pressure.
Neck... shoulders... chest. Rapidly being wrapped in the bear sow.
"That's it... come to momma..."
You hear before a wet squeeze, and squelch, and a whisper of a moan as you wiggle deeper into darkness.
But now you can't really hear much except the calm inner world of the bear. She takes you deep into her womb and closes you up there, with only a moment's respite before she is on her feet again.
A big paw pets you through the wall of her belly. "Get cozy, dear... I'll be taking care of you for a while now."
The fact that you cannot see Embryss does nothing to diminish her amused, vaguely disappointed gaze. As Honeyback and Moala gather in the hall, waiting for the third to attend the ceremony, she cannot help but gaze upon the bear's swollen belly.
"Just could not wait, could you?" Her voice rings clearly through your ears. The tip of an enormous talon teases against the bear’s belly bump.
"I suppose I can delay a little longer. Perhaps come again, once you've grown again proper... a bear in attendance would have a few advantages, after all! Maybe."
Honeyback's hand joins the dragon's talon against the curve of her stomach, where you lay beneath fur and mother's womb. The awkwardness passes, and they are all smiles.
Not shame but love. You feel the love of two mother's, and that tangible feeling bristles into a thick hide and fur as your body shifts into that of a bear. The process will take some time, but you have chosen this. She has chosen you.
And perhaps the ceremony will not take place now. But Embryss is patient, and this too is her will.
For now, you can look forward to a life in the loving care of Honeyback, and dream of the deep forests of Embryss....
Path 3: Dragon
In order for the player to get this next path they would have had to make each guest happy without being eaten. When I copied and pasted this I kind of skipped that part so it starts off normally and then the story kind of fast forwards/skips right after you made everyone happy.
You have come at the request of none other than Empress and ruler of this land. The source of the sun and life itself, at the belly of whom exists the world. Embryss, Dragon Queen. The Dragon's Den, her attendants call it with amusement.
When she comes, it is the heat that strikes you first. Then the rumble as if the whole world shifts and quakes.
Red curtains part around her nose, and she leans her head out of her domicile and into your view. You are captured in the pupil of one brilliant vertical slit, copper and amber swirling with brilliance and light.
The dragoness lowers her head just in front of where you stand. It's like being in a sauna.
When she speaks, it takes the form of a soft, almost melodic voice. A whisper unbefitting the gales of breath from her flaring nostrils.
"Thank you so much for coming here," she says. "It's hard to find good help. And you come well reccomended. I trust you'll be able to behave yourself long enough to take care of things for me."
"I'm having an audience with several very important members of the territory. They will offer gifts, and I will receive them and grant them favor. Before that, though, they must be treated with the utmost hospitality."
Her lips curl up in a draconic smile. "Do this well, and you will be well rewarded. If, like your predecessors, you happen to give into temptation... well, I won't hold it against you."
Embryss winks a large dragon eye. "Mine is a place where you can persue your pleasure without fear or remorse. Still, when I find one who can do this for me, it'll be quite welcome."
"Are you up to the task?"
You nod.
"Good! Good. Now then. Let me tell you a little bit about who you're going to be servicing today. First of all is the our lady Mo'ela
"Honeyback is one of the older residents of Embryss
Shinosuke is... far more capable than meets the eye.
"Are you ready to carry on?"
I am.
"Good... now, remember that your task isn't to make them to behave or to serve their every whim. You're to offer them hospitality and make them feel at home."
The dragoness smiles, showing a brief shine of teeth before she shrugs her massive wings and fades back into the expanse behind her curtain. "Excellent. I have the utmost faith in you."
Report in
You find yourself in a nexus of one of Embryss’ towers. This, like many locations, seems to be a realm of quiet and comfort. More drapes line the walls in colors reminiscent of the mistress, red and gold. It is pleasantly warm here. Despite the fire roaring in a fire pit, it is not so hot as to be uncomfortable.
There’s a fountain of fresh spring water on the far side of the room and several couches for sprawling. All of the passages are clearly marked by color and the amount of coverings in rich fabrics.
A short, red-scaled kobold sits by one of the doorways, standing proud with a ceremonial spear held tight in his right hand. The creature’s gaze sweeps across the room and its occupants, but he remains otherwise silent.
Greet the kobold
“Greetings, honored servant of our lady. It is a pleasure to be among the company of those chosen.” The kobold glances up at you, hiding his envy behind a smile and a tap of his pole. “You can call me Alba. All of our guests are currently awaiting service. You can visit them in any order you’d like, as long as you see to them all.”
Ask for Honeyback.
Ask for Mo'ela.
Ask for Shinosuke.
You find yourself in a nexus of one of Embryss’ towers. This, like many locations, seems to be a realm of quiet and comfort. More drapes line the walls in colors reminiscent of the mistress, red and gold. It is pleasantly warm here. Despite the fire roaring in a fire pit, it is not so hot as to be uncomfortable.
There’s a fountain of fresh spring water on the far side of the room and several couches for sprawling. All of the passages are clearly marked by color and the amount of coverings in rich fabrics.
A short, red-scaled kobold sits by one of the doorways, standing proud with a ceremonial spear held tight in his right hand. The creature’s gaze sweeps across the room and its occupants, but he remains otherwise silent.
It's quiet in here
You return to the lobby to find it quieter than before. The furs and other creatures milling about the halls have all gone off somewhere. All except for the kobold, who lets you freshen up and awaits your return.
“Bravo, my friend, and a good job at that. It seems like everyone is ready and happy to begin the reception. Of course, you’re expected to attend as well.” The kobold bows. “Allow me to escort you there.”
Your work is done. It's time for the ceremony.
You are escorted back to the Dragon’s Den. Unlike your first visit, it is lively and bustling now with dozens of creatures paying homage to Embryss. The display of foods and other delights here puts the selection of Shinosuke’s entorage to shame (though he no doubt had a hand in putting it together to begin with).
The kobolds are moving about busily making final preparations. You recognize the guests you serviced, and a few others as well.
It looks like you have time to speak to one before things get underway.
A deep rumble echoes through the chamber. Embryss’ voice shakes down to your spirit, and in the ensuing silence you can hear her speak loud and clear in your mind.
“Everyone, please let me reiterate my gratitude and welcome. Through these days I have come to appreciate your company, the chance to get to know you again and to learn what has developed across your realms and mine.
The dragon slouches forward, her claws slipping from beneath the enormous curtain as she places them on either side of a raised platform. The whole hall seems to be caught in the reflection of her golden eyes. “As it has always been, and always shall be, I am happy to consider your offerings. Those accepted will have an honored place within me, and be known for all of time.”
One by one, each of the guests lines up, prepared to present their gifts. Not lavish treasures or words of praise, but individuals selected from their charge to be considered by the empress.
Mo’ela carries her offering up braced between her arms, for the man has no way to walk on dry land on his own. The seal is an immaculate tan, fur looking more like warm milk chocolate when it ripples in the light. He is adorned with sapphires and pearls, and other jewels of the sea. He inclines his head and gives a whiskery smile when faced with Embryss up close.
Honeyback leads up a woman you’ve never seen before, not even in the thick of the party. A tall swan, whose viscious nails and beak have been shined and dulled to an artistic finish. Her feathers are painstakingly painted in gold patterns that tell her story in pictures and symbols alone. The swell of her breast raises in one long breath as she greets Embryss, and exhales.
Shinosuke gestures for a pair of tanuki to guide a third to the platform. The young maid is draped in green colored fineries, her brush tail bobbing with every step. From where you are standing, you can pick up a sweet scent, like sugared peach, from her shimmering fur. She fans her face and laughs as she comes to sit upon the offering platform.
There is silence and a shadowed contemplation as Embryss counts the offerings. Whatever method she uses for her choosing is an enigma to all present.
“To be offered at all is an honor, and though only one of you will join me today, fret not. You will have many days to come to bask in my love, and at the end of it all you will come to me knowing that you are mine.” With this consolation, her gaze settles upon the swan. After a slight nod, two kobolds approach her from either side and bid her to raise.
The others on the platform look on with a mix of joy and disappointment. The swan bows her long neck and smiles. “Your majesty. I cannot express how much this means to me.”
“You need not. Your heart is known to me.” Embryss smiles. “But it’s still nice to hear it.” Her head turns and she nods to Honeyback. “Your offering is accepted and honored. Thank you for what you have given today, and know that all will be given in return.”
With those words, her maw yawns wide. The savannah heat of her being peaks into the room, the rippling dark of her throat rising and falling with anticipation. Though in size the swan could not sate her, she is all too eager to receive the offering. The narrowed end of her tongue rolls out against the platform with a muted thump.
You stand witness with everyone as the kobolds lift the woman up onto the dragon’s tongue. Then it slowly curls backwards, drawing her into the god-queen’s mouth. Her lips close, her nostrils flare, and she sighs with pleasure. The swan can be seen for a moment, breaking into a jubilant flutter of wings before she’s taken in with a swallow that seems to make the earth move.
And then it is over.
When it is done, and the din has died down, the guests filter back into the palace. While a few do linger in the den, none stand between you and Embryss. The dragon queen looks down with a pleased smile.
“You have my gratitude. My guest’s hospitality means the world to me, and you’ve treated them all well.”
Her praise makes you feel a glow of warmth from within.
“It’s about time I retired to my nest… dreams to dream, futures to write. But there is still a matter of rewarding you. I wouldn’t simply ask your services and then release you into the wild without due compensation.”
The giant dragon smiles and flicks her tongue. “Of all things in my power, what would you ask for?”
Become her next egg.
“… it is a bit too much to ask,” you say.
Embryss’ eyes slit. “There is nothing I have not the power to give. I only ask your heart.”
Looking at the dragon, what fraction of the dragon you can see, you brace your hands and sigh. “If I could, I would be your egg. Your next egg, and… well, I don’t know from there.”
The dragoness seems to consider this for a moment, a moment that seems to go on forever. She leans close to you and her scales ripple down from her snout. “I understand why you’re nervous, but do not be.”
There's no assurance like a dragon's assurance
"Ah. It has been too long since anyone has chosen that reward. Spark of my heart...."
The dragon draws you up onto the palm of her hand. The scales, gold, are surprisingly soft as she draws you close to her face.
"Not for duty or reverence do you love me, hm? You know my love is to be shared amongst all that live in my realm. But no more diminished for that."
When she turns, the earth seems to move and shake. The movement of her hand, though slow, seems to pull you miles and miles in seconds. Wind whips through your air with an elated sigh as her face vanishes. Further, further down a treasure trove of gleaming belly until you catch the sight of her horizontal slit.
"You will have my warmth, and my strength. You will know my belly once more, and inherit my scales..."
She holds you up so that you may plant a kiss upon her monolithic clit. And then the wet heat of her draconic sex unfolds with anticipation.
Embryss is not a creature with whom you, or perhaps any could breed in their current form. When she offers her body open to you, it is a blessing you can barely comprehend.
With delicacy she places you against one of the faint wrinkles of her labia. You realize this is not a mere act, but a journey. Her true self spans miles--maybe even greater distances.
And her body is even deeper. For a moment you behold a yawning chasm of draconian pleasure, silver-dewed folds of her inner sex. What creature could sate this goddess of eld, you wonder, as she inclines you in with a gentle nudge of a talon.
Her heat is unfathomable, the heart of the sun itself but it does not burn nor parch your body. You are left swimming in the idea of warmth, and for a moment left to slide down into her fathomless dark.
And in another moment you are embraced, held from all sides by her body. What could be the force of a quake does not crush, but carress, and though you are held close your freedom is not impinged.
Embryss pulls you deeper. Deeper. Deeper still...
And though you are small to her she still lets out coos and roars of elation that could be heard across the land. Her honey runs like broad streams, some pushed up by the force of her exhultations, one catching you and ushering you more quickly into her womb.
Down, down, until it is narrow, and dark, and her inner gates squeeze against your fingertips. The dragon's cervix parts, taking you by the wrists like an eager lass giddy to run off to a private place for the first time. She pulls you in and you can't help but laugh with the shared excitement.
Her womb is cozy, meant for a clutch of dragon eggs though its immensity seems to diminish the longer you spend in her hold. The space of her smaller, but maybe you larger.
It gets calmer...
Embryss settles down into the endless luxuries of her nest. Your senses become lost in the rhythm of her body, your vision filled with welcoming dark but also the glow of stars. From within her, it feels as if every mile and every soul in the world is close by.
Another stillness takes hold over you as readily as a mother's love. The egg forms around you, as you are, and writing who you will be into your very spirit. It is true that all the world are her children, both within and without her belly for she is the embodiment of this world.
But there are children of the spirit and children of blood, and though you are a mote to her you feel her strength and her love slipping into your bones. Her breath and movement becomes tangible within your egg, taking what you are and making it dragon.
It will take long to grow. Weeks, months, maybe years, while the Mother exhalts in the feeling of an egg growing strong in her womb.
You are not alone here, and until the day you are laid, and hatched, and whole, your heart shall remain with hers, among the stars.
And you couldn't ask for anything more.
Lastly I know embryass had one more cockvore/rebirth story in her game called festival of the hunt, in which you hang out with a naga guy during a tournament but some other guy gets envious and in order to protect you the naga offers to vore you and if you choose cock vore its implied that he will use you later to impregnant a female. To get this route I think you needed to pick the first option whenever you make a choose.
This link leads to a forum in which Cameron653 has a link that leads to a mega download that has a RAR of her illustrated games.
https://aryion.com/forum/viewtopic......bryss#p2882653
I really enjoyed all of Embryass stories she really knew how to do wholesome vore well and I hope that she is in a more mentally healthy place since she doesn't feel like she needs to create those games anymore.
Thank you so much Embryass for all your stories.
I just started a forum post, on Eka's Portal, in which I'm slowly going to write story ideas that involve vore that leads to rebirth. If you want to share some of your story ideas or want to share your opinion/ give a criticism of my story ideas or anyone else who posts there ideas please check it out here. Link Below
https://aryion.com/forum/viewtopic......18&t=68339
Skipping this week because of Christmas
Posted 8 months agoHey I'm skipping this week's shoutout because I'm at my relatives house for Christmas. Sorry.
Hope you guys have a great Christmas/Holiday.
Hope you guys have a great Christmas/Holiday.
Week20:Soft Vore & Rebirth Shoutouts:Special Soft Vore We...
Posted 9 months agoHey to celebrate our 20th week of this series I'm going to shoutout some stories that start off with the prey going to the stomach but somehow they magically end up in a womb or egg.
Our first story is A Tale of Cats and Mice written by Doombeez and commissioned by Thenypod44
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/48182026/
Spoilers Below
In this one a tribe of mice and a tribe of cats have a symbiotic relationship in which every 5 years they hold a holiday called the feast of rebirth and during this feast the Mice must flee from the cats who want to eat them. The thing is though the mice who are eaten are reborn as the kittens of the cat that ate them later. Both tribes know that being eaten will result in this rebirth. With this knowledge most of the mice actually want to be eaten but they have to give a chase as they will have bad luck in their next lives should they be caught without a chase. Our protagonist, a mouse called Anders, actually doesn't have any strong feelings about idea of being reborn but he promised his friend he would go to the feast with her as there is actually only a small change of being eaten by a cat because they usually only eat around 20 victims per feast. During the feast his friend gets eaten so he makes an effort to be eaten by the same cat so he can be reborn as his friend's sibling, he successes and he joins hands with his best friend in the stomach as they slowly become unconscious. He awakens in the womb of the cat thanks to a relic he wore during the feast, and he is actually able to talk to his new mother as a fetus in the womb thanks to this relic. He is later reborn as a cat along with 3 other siblings, one of which is his friend, and he slowly loses his memories, but he is able to remember that he was originally a mouse. He also is born with mouse ears instead of cat ears thanks to the relic.
First things first I really loved the world building in this one. I loved the symbiotic relationship both tribes had while strangely both tribes don't quite understand how this relationship started off, essentially since both tribes speak a different language. I'm curious myself about the lore behind how it all started but I believe it's one of those mysteries that are best kept a mystery as any answer might be unsatisfying. One thing I wish the author would answer is why do the cats have a rebirth feast if the victims of the feast can be reborn as a male. While Ander's gender isn't mentioned after he is reborn, he is still referred to as a he/him and his cat mom even renames him Andy which is a male name. So, what is the point of the feast if both males and females exist in the cat tribe and can probably reproduce normally? As far as nitpicks go I would have had the vore scene last longer, but it makes sense why in the story it would be quick as the cat lady was trying to eat as many mice as possible.
This is just a personal preference but I also would have made Anders be a bit more scared when he was being held by the cat lady, he is a bit too eager to go down her throat, I probably would have had him think that maybe in the last seconds before being vored that he would have second thoughts about being eaten, like maybe he would have the thought that this whole feast thing isn't about rebirth but about appeasing the cat tribe with a sacrifice but when he gets in the stomach he is calmed by his friend and he realizes whatever awaits him death or rebirth he would at least be with his best friend for it. Last thing, in the end he loses his memories which kind of negates the boon the relic gave him earlier, I would have had the story end with him walking past some hiding mouse folk, maybe with his mother and siblings, and he realizes he can hear and understand them, thus giving his mouse ears some better significance and giving the story an optimistic ending where maybe these two tribes can have a better connection thanks to him in the future.
Thank you Doombeez and Thenypod44 for one of the best world building rebirth stories I have ever read.
Our next story is POV Vore: Yoshi Egg Thief by ActualAlisterWilde
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/40328059/
Spoilers below
In this short story a man and his group of friends decide to steal a bunch of Yoshi eggs for an unknown reason. They are soon caught, vored, and added to the egg collection. Soon after they would be reborn as new members of the Yoshi Tribe. While this story doesn't have the world building of the last story it definitely makes it up with its well detailed vore scene and I love how menacing the author made the normally cute Yoshies. I'm actually surprised there isn't that as much Yoshi rebirth vore on the web. I would think there would be more thanks to how popular the character is and how its possibly cannon that Yoshies do reproduce via vore. Actually thinking about it what Yoshi does is kind of messed up no matter how you view it. He either quickly digests his victims and calcifies the waste/remains and throws them at enemies like a chimpanzee at a zoo or he converts them into his unborn offspring and then aborts said offspring by throwing it at enemies.
Thank you ActualAlisterWilde for the well made and very detailed story.
Next is The Shiney That Wasn't Worth It by Chibiwolfy
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/11406554/
Spoilers Below:
This one takes place in the monster hunter universe and in this story a monster bird called a qurupeco lays a trap for our hunter so that they can vore and rebirth him. I thought the vore scene in this one was well done and I like the idea of the birds taking over the village by consuming everyone but I have mixed feelings about the last sentence as it seems like it was put there as a joke but it kind of ruins the seriousness of the whole story.
Thank you Chibiwolfy for the story, bird rebirth stories are rare and I appreciate them when someone does write one.
Next is Forest Fox by FantaHusky
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/47868493/
Your going to have to use google translate on this one as its in German
Spoilers Below
In this one a child has a picnic by himself and while eating a fox, who understands but cannot speak German, appears and wants the boy to share the meal with him. The boy does share a good portion of the meal with the fox but the fox is still hungry, so the boy offers to feed himself to fox, on the condition that he doesn't use his teeth and he lets him out later. The boy thinks such an idea is safe as cartoon characters do this all the time. The fox nods his head enjoying the idea of eating the boy. The vore scene happens but after the boy becomes unconscious, he wakes up as a fox kit alongside his new parents and siblings without any memories of his past life.
Alot of what happens in the story is left heavily implied such as the fox being magical in nature and the fox wanting to keep his word by letting the boy out by transferring his soul to a female during reproductive activities. I don't blame the author for wanting to have these elements be implied as the line between what is ok and not ok is very blurry when it comes to underage prey. Me personally I think underage prey is fine as long as the pred is eating them for nutrients or for converting them into their offspring and not for sexual pleasure. Thing is though if you write an unbirth scene with an underage prey you pretty much have to hit the fast forward button when describing the scene as something going into the pred's vagina will give it pleasure which might cross the line of what is and isn't ok.
Thank you FantaHusky for this story, it kind of reminds me of a cautionary fairytale.
Lastly is a story in the Naruto universe. I can't find the orginal post to and as such if someone knows who orginally posted this can you message me so I can give proper credit.
I'm going to post the whole thing below.
Naruto was having a boring day. he was currently on his way back to Konoha from a solo B rank mission that was considered a C rank but the client paid for a B rank. It was night time and naruto decided to make camp for the night with the help of the shadow clone jutsu.As he slept he found himself in a familiar sewer and in front of avery familar gates. "Time to see what the fox wants now." Naruto thought to himself as he approached the steel gates to look for the Kyuubi no Kitsune but to his shock he could not see the giant fox as the cage was seemly empty. "What the hell!" Naruto cursed."There is no way the fox got out without me knowing." he thought not relizing he had jumped passed the gates of the cage.A shadow figure crept up from behind Naruto, who's instincts told him to turn around, before tackling him to the ground and held him with great strength by the shoulders. Naruto winced a the strength before focusing on the one holding him and let was shocked.
The person was a woman with a perfect hourglass figure with EE breasts threating to burst from her crimson komono and a firm ass with skinny dusky tan and creamy smooth legs. But though her looks made a goddess what shocked was the two fox ears coming out of her long,blood red hair and the nine thrashing tails coming out of her tailbone. "Kyuubi." Naruto breathed softly. "Yes, Naruto it's me Kyuubi and now I finally have you." She purred in a seductive voice. Dispite his body acting differently Naruto was scared immensly now that Kyuubi could kill him and be free. "Oh no, Naruto im not going to kill you I have a much better idea for you my kit." She said reading his thoughts. "It was quite foolish of you too come in here where I am Goddess and control everything Naruto but you were always thickheaded right." She asked.
When he gave no response Kyuubi lowered down still gripping him hard and kissed him on the lips. Using his surprise she lanced his lips open and then began to send her tongue down his throat, after a few seconds she pulled back and swallowed his saliva traceing the buldge down her throat before proceeding to lick him all over his face and even once into his ear.Naruto was in a trance as she began to lick him all over a letted outa pleasured filled moan. Pulling back from him she smiled down at himloving his taste."hhmmm Naruto you taste so good I cant wait too have you. I would take your virginity first but even your stamina dosent compare to mine yet." She giggled. "I hope you ready naruto because your going to be spending eternity with me. I am going to reincarnate you." Upon seeing his questioning look she continued, "I am going to make you into a demon like myself, immortal and unkillable. But first im going to eat you." She said licking her lips, "Im going to digest your body here then im going to stuff your soul into my womb where you'll be reborn into a demon. Ill be your mother then when your are old enough your Goddess and eventually we will have Kits together because make no mistake im never letting you go. But dont worry you'll be happy you get a do over for life and we'll live far from humans as much as i want revenge on Konoha this is good enough for me." Naruto was panicing at what she was planning for him but his struggles were for naught as she was still on top of him.
Kyuubi shreds Naruto's clothes as she wanted to get the full taste of him."Now Naruto," Kyuubi opens her mouth the inside heavly coated with saliva stringing along her teeth as some dripping from the roof of her mouth "time for you to be in my stomach." Kyuubi pulls Naruto by the shoulder into her mouth. For Kyuubi its a explosion of flavor upon her tongue and she quickly sucks on his head a like a jawbreaker.For Naruto he's still in panic but cant struggle much due to her strength and her tongue once again licking him all over. Then he hears an audiable gulp and watch as her throat opens up to accept him. Kyuubi swallows again as she now has Naruto's shoulders in her mouth using her great strength she lifts Naruto high into the air directly up and gravity does its job as Naruto slowing starts falling deeper inside her and Kyuubi continues to suck on his body.She grips him to stop when Naruto's Member rested upon her tongue. She now starts to wrap her tongue around it and start rubbing it. Naruto lets out another moan of pleasure as he is inside her throat still about to enter her belly when she starts to assualt his member it dosent take long for him to come inside her. Satisfied at the cream filling Kyuubi now starts forcing Naruto down eager to finish now. Soon enough only Naruto's feet stay outside Kyuubi mouth until Kyuubi braces and swallows the Last of Naruto down. Letting a little drool fall from her lips she stands up as the gates open as the seal was destroyed and Naruto's body changes into hers nothing
abnormal about her execpt looking as if 6 months pregnant. Before setting off away from the Elemental Countries to the west she looks down at her belly knowing Naruto was still alive but in about 3 months he wont remember anything of his life before she isn't sure if he will be male when she releases him but she's okay she has a way around that for her future Kits.
Thanks very much for reading this journal/shoutout. If I happen to find any more soft vore stories that lead to rebirth then I will probably just add them on to the normal unbirth or cockvore shoutout weeks as a bonus story. Next week will be a cock vore story.
Our first story is A Tale of Cats and Mice written by Doombeez and commissioned by Thenypod44
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/48182026/
Spoilers Below
In this one a tribe of mice and a tribe of cats have a symbiotic relationship in which every 5 years they hold a holiday called the feast of rebirth and during this feast the Mice must flee from the cats who want to eat them. The thing is though the mice who are eaten are reborn as the kittens of the cat that ate them later. Both tribes know that being eaten will result in this rebirth. With this knowledge most of the mice actually want to be eaten but they have to give a chase as they will have bad luck in their next lives should they be caught without a chase. Our protagonist, a mouse called Anders, actually doesn't have any strong feelings about idea of being reborn but he promised his friend he would go to the feast with her as there is actually only a small change of being eaten by a cat because they usually only eat around 20 victims per feast. During the feast his friend gets eaten so he makes an effort to be eaten by the same cat so he can be reborn as his friend's sibling, he successes and he joins hands with his best friend in the stomach as they slowly become unconscious. He awakens in the womb of the cat thanks to a relic he wore during the feast, and he is actually able to talk to his new mother as a fetus in the womb thanks to this relic. He is later reborn as a cat along with 3 other siblings, one of which is his friend, and he slowly loses his memories, but he is able to remember that he was originally a mouse. He also is born with mouse ears instead of cat ears thanks to the relic.
First things first I really loved the world building in this one. I loved the symbiotic relationship both tribes had while strangely both tribes don't quite understand how this relationship started off, essentially since both tribes speak a different language. I'm curious myself about the lore behind how it all started but I believe it's one of those mysteries that are best kept a mystery as any answer might be unsatisfying. One thing I wish the author would answer is why do the cats have a rebirth feast if the victims of the feast can be reborn as a male. While Ander's gender isn't mentioned after he is reborn, he is still referred to as a he/him and his cat mom even renames him Andy which is a male name. So, what is the point of the feast if both males and females exist in the cat tribe and can probably reproduce normally? As far as nitpicks go I would have had the vore scene last longer, but it makes sense why in the story it would be quick as the cat lady was trying to eat as many mice as possible.
This is just a personal preference but I also would have made Anders be a bit more scared when he was being held by the cat lady, he is a bit too eager to go down her throat, I probably would have had him think that maybe in the last seconds before being vored that he would have second thoughts about being eaten, like maybe he would have the thought that this whole feast thing isn't about rebirth but about appeasing the cat tribe with a sacrifice but when he gets in the stomach he is calmed by his friend and he realizes whatever awaits him death or rebirth he would at least be with his best friend for it. Last thing, in the end he loses his memories which kind of negates the boon the relic gave him earlier, I would have had the story end with him walking past some hiding mouse folk, maybe with his mother and siblings, and he realizes he can hear and understand them, thus giving his mouse ears some better significance and giving the story an optimistic ending where maybe these two tribes can have a better connection thanks to him in the future.
Thank you Doombeez and Thenypod44 for one of the best world building rebirth stories I have ever read.
Our next story is POV Vore: Yoshi Egg Thief by ActualAlisterWilde
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/40328059/
Spoilers below
In this short story a man and his group of friends decide to steal a bunch of Yoshi eggs for an unknown reason. They are soon caught, vored, and added to the egg collection. Soon after they would be reborn as new members of the Yoshi Tribe. While this story doesn't have the world building of the last story it definitely makes it up with its well detailed vore scene and I love how menacing the author made the normally cute Yoshies. I'm actually surprised there isn't that as much Yoshi rebirth vore on the web. I would think there would be more thanks to how popular the character is and how its possibly cannon that Yoshies do reproduce via vore. Actually thinking about it what Yoshi does is kind of messed up no matter how you view it. He either quickly digests his victims and calcifies the waste/remains and throws them at enemies like a chimpanzee at a zoo or he converts them into his unborn offspring and then aborts said offspring by throwing it at enemies.
Thank you ActualAlisterWilde for the well made and very detailed story.
Next is The Shiney That Wasn't Worth It by Chibiwolfy
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/11406554/
Spoilers Below:
This one takes place in the monster hunter universe and in this story a monster bird called a qurupeco lays a trap for our hunter so that they can vore and rebirth him. I thought the vore scene in this one was well done and I like the idea of the birds taking over the village by consuming everyone but I have mixed feelings about the last sentence as it seems like it was put there as a joke but it kind of ruins the seriousness of the whole story.
Thank you Chibiwolfy for the story, bird rebirth stories are rare and I appreciate them when someone does write one.
Next is Forest Fox by FantaHusky
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/47868493/
Your going to have to use google translate on this one as its in German
Spoilers Below
In this one a child has a picnic by himself and while eating a fox, who understands but cannot speak German, appears and wants the boy to share the meal with him. The boy does share a good portion of the meal with the fox but the fox is still hungry, so the boy offers to feed himself to fox, on the condition that he doesn't use his teeth and he lets him out later. The boy thinks such an idea is safe as cartoon characters do this all the time. The fox nods his head enjoying the idea of eating the boy. The vore scene happens but after the boy becomes unconscious, he wakes up as a fox kit alongside his new parents and siblings without any memories of his past life.
Alot of what happens in the story is left heavily implied such as the fox being magical in nature and the fox wanting to keep his word by letting the boy out by transferring his soul to a female during reproductive activities. I don't blame the author for wanting to have these elements be implied as the line between what is ok and not ok is very blurry when it comes to underage prey. Me personally I think underage prey is fine as long as the pred is eating them for nutrients or for converting them into their offspring and not for sexual pleasure. Thing is though if you write an unbirth scene with an underage prey you pretty much have to hit the fast forward button when describing the scene as something going into the pred's vagina will give it pleasure which might cross the line of what is and isn't ok.
Thank you FantaHusky for this story, it kind of reminds me of a cautionary fairytale.
Lastly is a story in the Naruto universe. I can't find the orginal post to and as such if someone knows who orginally posted this can you message me so I can give proper credit.
I'm going to post the whole thing below.
Naruto was having a boring day. he was currently on his way back to Konoha from a solo B rank mission that was considered a C rank but the client paid for a B rank. It was night time and naruto decided to make camp for the night with the help of the shadow clone jutsu.As he slept he found himself in a familiar sewer and in front of avery familar gates. "Time to see what the fox wants now." Naruto thought to himself as he approached the steel gates to look for the Kyuubi no Kitsune but to his shock he could not see the giant fox as the cage was seemly empty. "What the hell!" Naruto cursed."There is no way the fox got out without me knowing." he thought not relizing he had jumped passed the gates of the cage.A shadow figure crept up from behind Naruto, who's instincts told him to turn around, before tackling him to the ground and held him with great strength by the shoulders. Naruto winced a the strength before focusing on the one holding him and let was shocked.
The person was a woman with a perfect hourglass figure with EE breasts threating to burst from her crimson komono and a firm ass with skinny dusky tan and creamy smooth legs. But though her looks made a goddess what shocked was the two fox ears coming out of her long,blood red hair and the nine thrashing tails coming out of her tailbone. "Kyuubi." Naruto breathed softly. "Yes, Naruto it's me Kyuubi and now I finally have you." She purred in a seductive voice. Dispite his body acting differently Naruto was scared immensly now that Kyuubi could kill him and be free. "Oh no, Naruto im not going to kill you I have a much better idea for you my kit." She said reading his thoughts. "It was quite foolish of you too come in here where I am Goddess and control everything Naruto but you were always thickheaded right." She asked.
When he gave no response Kyuubi lowered down still gripping him hard and kissed him on the lips. Using his surprise she lanced his lips open and then began to send her tongue down his throat, after a few seconds she pulled back and swallowed his saliva traceing the buldge down her throat before proceeding to lick him all over his face and even once into his ear.Naruto was in a trance as she began to lick him all over a letted outa pleasured filled moan. Pulling back from him she smiled down at himloving his taste."hhmmm Naruto you taste so good I cant wait too have you. I would take your virginity first but even your stamina dosent compare to mine yet." She giggled. "I hope you ready naruto because your going to be spending eternity with me. I am going to reincarnate you." Upon seeing his questioning look she continued, "I am going to make you into a demon like myself, immortal and unkillable. But first im going to eat you." She said licking her lips, "Im going to digest your body here then im going to stuff your soul into my womb where you'll be reborn into a demon. Ill be your mother then when your are old enough your Goddess and eventually we will have Kits together because make no mistake im never letting you go. But dont worry you'll be happy you get a do over for life and we'll live far from humans as much as i want revenge on Konoha this is good enough for me." Naruto was panicing at what she was planning for him but his struggles were for naught as she was still on top of him.
Kyuubi shreds Naruto's clothes as she wanted to get the full taste of him."Now Naruto," Kyuubi opens her mouth the inside heavly coated with saliva stringing along her teeth as some dripping from the roof of her mouth "time for you to be in my stomach." Kyuubi pulls Naruto by the shoulder into her mouth. For Kyuubi its a explosion of flavor upon her tongue and she quickly sucks on his head a like a jawbreaker.For Naruto he's still in panic but cant struggle much due to her strength and her tongue once again licking him all over. Then he hears an audiable gulp and watch as her throat opens up to accept him. Kyuubi swallows again as she now has Naruto's shoulders in her mouth using her great strength she lifts Naruto high into the air directly up and gravity does its job as Naruto slowing starts falling deeper inside her and Kyuubi continues to suck on his body.She grips him to stop when Naruto's Member rested upon her tongue. She now starts to wrap her tongue around it and start rubbing it. Naruto lets out another moan of pleasure as he is inside her throat still about to enter her belly when she starts to assualt his member it dosent take long for him to come inside her. Satisfied at the cream filling Kyuubi now starts forcing Naruto down eager to finish now. Soon enough only Naruto's feet stay outside Kyuubi mouth until Kyuubi braces and swallows the Last of Naruto down. Letting a little drool fall from her lips she stands up as the gates open as the seal was destroyed and Naruto's body changes into hers nothing
abnormal about her execpt looking as if 6 months pregnant. Before setting off away from the Elemental Countries to the west she looks down at her belly knowing Naruto was still alive but in about 3 months he wont remember anything of his life before she isn't sure if he will be male when she releases him but she's okay she has a way around that for her future Kits.
Thanks very much for reading this journal/shoutout. If I happen to find any more soft vore stories that lead to rebirth then I will probably just add them on to the normal unbirth or cockvore shoutout weeks as a bonus story. Next week will be a cock vore story.
Week19:Unbirth & Rebirth Story Shoutouts:Unbirth Week 3
Posted 9 months agoHey its unbirth week again and as usual I will be sharing 3 stories accross the internet that contain both the unbirthing of a prey/victim character along with their eventual rebirth or implied rebirth.
Our first story is P.I.P. - Prisoners in Pregnancy by ForSak3nm .... Pretty sure that name is suppose to be Forsaken but I'm guessing that name already taken thus why it has the odd spelling lol.
https://www.deviantart.com/forsak3n.....ancy-656413615
Spoilers Below
In this story a man's family is killed by anthro terrorists which causes him to become an anti anthro terrorists but he gets captured by the members of an anthro nation near the beginning of the story. His captors don't know what to do with him and his comrades as they are very aggressive, eventually they decide to unbirth and regress his comrades as a way to show leniency and to rehabilitate them. They are more merciful towards the protag as he is less aggressive and more coopertive, so they just decide to have a Neko girl watch over him as a kind of house arrest. The Neko eventually decides to unbirth/rebirth him to heal his mental wounds with the protag going thru the process willingly.
I really love the author's idea of using rebirth vore as a way rehabilitate someone as its both equal parts wholesome, as they are eliminating someone's mental trauma , and equal parts horrible/terrifying as they are essentially destroying one's mind/free will in order to build it again. It's almost like some kind of messed mental lobotomy. With this idea I can almost see someone writing a story in the future where a superhero captures a villain and doesn't know what to do with them as they have a no killing code and the villain is too powerful to put in jail so they perform rebirth vore so the villain can finally be eliminated and rehabilitated.
Thank you ForSak3nm for writing this sexy and morally grey story.
Next up is Stepmother Unbirth by BigUltonGTS
https://www.deviantart.com/bigulton.....irth-795027696
Spoilers Below
In this one the protag's stepmom wants to have kids with the protag's stepdad but he refuses to do the deed. To get around this the stepmom plans to fool the protagonist to get into a position so she can unbirth him by having sex with him. The author did a really good job of describing the regression of the main character and for that I believe this story is a notch above other unbirth stepmom stories, so much so that I would credit it for my main inspiration for my Saint Bernard stepdad story. My only nitpick is that it would have been cool to see the father's reaction to the stepmom's pregnancy since he didn't want a baby in the first place. If I was to make my own stepmom unbirth story I would have the protagonist regress to an egg cell and have the father deal with the fact that in a way his son is dead. He would have to deal with the choose of calling the police to take her away, which would also take away his son since his spirit/soul is in one of her egg cells, or continuing on with his marriage and having to literally fuck his son back into existence.
Thank you BigUltonGTS for both your story and the inspiration I needed for one of my stories.
Lastly, I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is that I found the lioness story I was looking for. The bad news is that I found it on my old phone. Since I can't find the original posting, I could be contacted by the author to take it down in the future. So like week 8's Flammie story I am going to post the whole story below and if anyone knows who the original author is could you tell me so I can give proper credit. Before we begin, I would just like to say I think the reason why I really like this story because it reminds me of an old short poem, I read in school called Its Dark in Here. In the poem a man is writing a note from inside a lion and I remember as a kid I saw the illustration of a hand coming out of a sleeping lion's mouth and feeling feelings that I would not understand till later. I wonder if the author got their inspiration from this poem.
Here is the poem by Shel Silverstein
I am writing these poems
From inside a lion,
And it's rather dark in here.
So please excuse the handwriting
Which may not be too clear.
But this afternoon by the lion's cage
I'm afraid I got too near.
And I'm writing these lines
From inside a lion,
And it's rather dark in here.
And here is the lioness unbirth story
To whomever finds this turn it in to the authorities. I write this so that they will know what happened to me, Mehzer Syl. By this I hope that all missing reports and search attempts come to an end. I also hope that this personal consent letter evades my new guardian of condemnation. I consent to being unborn and made a new by my as of now parent. My will is in my room in the safe in the closet of my old apartment if no one has found it yet, for I have not the time to gather my things or give them away.
I feel my memory slipping and my body becoming softer, I fear that I may not finish this letter before I am reset. I am writing this from my parent's womb which she will leave behind for someone, aka you to find. Although I have no idea how she will get this note out of herself. But now that the important legal stuff that I have no idea about is out of the way, (hence why I will not disclose my new mother's name or location.) On to what exactly has transpired.
On my way back home from work I bumped into a woman, appearing to be an anthro lioness. She seemed... distracted, but as she saw me her eyes lit up with an emotion, that of surprise then joy. She asked if I could help her with a problem to which she would not elaborate the details. I was tired an already in the screw everyone mood, (not the sexual one) but the good samaritan part of me told me to assist her. I eventually agreed, but held a hidden weapon just in case, though I barely knew how to use it.
She led me into a wooded area which immediately drew my suspicion, "A great place for a surprise" I thought sarcastically. I tried asking her again what she needed as she began to climb up a tree. She only replied with "stay there". By that point I was ready to run if necessary, being more of the flight type. But instead I told her to tell me what was going on while getting a firmer grasp on the little stone I kept, not much of a weapon, but could still be used as one.
She finally gave an answer "I'm about to make a cub". She suddenly lept from the tree holding her private area wide open. I was nowhere quick enough to dodge or try to defend myself as I was taken into her warm and tight tunnel. I tried to free myself but luck and more importantly gravity was on her side. I soon passed through her cervix and am now curled up in her womb.
It all went by so fast I only realized this a minute or two afterwards, I guess I am kind of slow. I felt like an idiot following a stranger, leading to this situation and still do, but perhaps this is for the best. She proceeded to tell me she was sorry about not informing me about her problem, she only did it since others immediately denied her. She told me she just wanted a child, but no one wanted to mate with her, she didn't have the money to adopt, and that there wasn't any sperm banks in the country. So she resorted to this. She then apologized to me and started to tear up while promising to take good care of me and love me forever.
I didn't really have a choice or say in this matter, but I secretly kind of wanted a mother ever since my own passed. Not to mention I wanted a new life considering how crumby mine is. She began to comfort and try to convince me that I would be better off as hers and that I would have a good life. She even offered me the choice to write this letter to say farewell. I guess she must have assumed a carried writing supplies... lucky guess.
The thing is, after some consideration, I am oddly okay with this. I have to admit, becoming a lion would be better than staying a fox, I guess I might just be speciesist. Perhaps I can make my life better than it was this time. Although i am not sure if I will remember anything or anyone, my soul will still miss the few friends I had in my previous life. My will already states which of my prior belongings goes to who, but I have already told my mom where she can find my money to help her more. So... I assume only she will get that.
I can barely feel my hands now, all the warmth I am surrounded by is getting to my head as well. I probably could have summed this all up more and gotten to the point huh? I guess my writing skills aren't that great... Anyway, I want this to happen, don't bother looking for me as I am now probably a fetus by the time you read this. ... My entire bo dy is feeling fuzy no w.. I swear I just screwed up my writng didnt i? I cant really tell since I cant see. I.. cant relly think that wel now... all I can relly... d o now... isleep. I... hear her... puring... I gues this is goodby now...
Next week will be special, I'm going to have a soft vore that results in rebirth story shoutout week. I will probably only do this once as those kinds of stories are even rarer than cockvore stories that lead to rebirth. If you have a story you want to share that has soft vore that leads to rebirth, please message me and I will post it in next week's shoutout.
Lastly, I would like to apologize for not posting any new stories for a while, I do have some ideas I want to make in the future, but I haven't felt very motivated to make them recently. I think a lot of it is from some kind of sleep apnea. I'm just sleepy all the time no matter how much I sleep and I'm afraid of going to the doctors. I have insurance but last time I went to the hospital for a muscle spasm all they did was hand me a prescription for muscle relaxers and gave me a bill of 1600$ bill of which my insurance only paid 300. I have a broad united insurance plan, which is very expensive, so it infuriated me that it paid so little of my bill. Thankfully I get my insurance from my job, and they have some kind of credit system I don't fully understand that rolls over year after year so I didn't have to pay anything. It was odd though the amount I owed was almost exactly the number of credits I had; it was almost like the hospital was able to see how much I had, and they said we will take it all.
Anyway I hope you all having a good December/Christmas. I know this time of year can be tough both shopping wise and family wise, especially when some of your family has passed but you have to keep going to keep strong and to have hope so you can make them proud of you when you see them again in the afterlife.
Deathjump
Our first story is P.I.P. - Prisoners in Pregnancy by ForSak3nm .... Pretty sure that name is suppose to be Forsaken but I'm guessing that name already taken thus why it has the odd spelling lol.
https://www.deviantart.com/forsak3n.....ancy-656413615
Spoilers Below
In this story a man's family is killed by anthro terrorists which causes him to become an anti anthro terrorists but he gets captured by the members of an anthro nation near the beginning of the story. His captors don't know what to do with him and his comrades as they are very aggressive, eventually they decide to unbirth and regress his comrades as a way to show leniency and to rehabilitate them. They are more merciful towards the protag as he is less aggressive and more coopertive, so they just decide to have a Neko girl watch over him as a kind of house arrest. The Neko eventually decides to unbirth/rebirth him to heal his mental wounds with the protag going thru the process willingly.
I really love the author's idea of using rebirth vore as a way rehabilitate someone as its both equal parts wholesome, as they are eliminating someone's mental trauma , and equal parts horrible/terrifying as they are essentially destroying one's mind/free will in order to build it again. It's almost like some kind of messed mental lobotomy. With this idea I can almost see someone writing a story in the future where a superhero captures a villain and doesn't know what to do with them as they have a no killing code and the villain is too powerful to put in jail so they perform rebirth vore so the villain can finally be eliminated and rehabilitated.
Thank you ForSak3nm for writing this sexy and morally grey story.
Next up is Stepmother Unbirth by BigUltonGTS
https://www.deviantart.com/bigulton.....irth-795027696
Spoilers Below
In this one the protag's stepmom wants to have kids with the protag's stepdad but he refuses to do the deed. To get around this the stepmom plans to fool the protagonist to get into a position so she can unbirth him by having sex with him. The author did a really good job of describing the regression of the main character and for that I believe this story is a notch above other unbirth stepmom stories, so much so that I would credit it for my main inspiration for my Saint Bernard stepdad story. My only nitpick is that it would have been cool to see the father's reaction to the stepmom's pregnancy since he didn't want a baby in the first place. If I was to make my own stepmom unbirth story I would have the protagonist regress to an egg cell and have the father deal with the fact that in a way his son is dead. He would have to deal with the choose of calling the police to take her away, which would also take away his son since his spirit/soul is in one of her egg cells, or continuing on with his marriage and having to literally fuck his son back into existence.
Thank you BigUltonGTS for both your story and the inspiration I needed for one of my stories.
Lastly, I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is that I found the lioness story I was looking for. The bad news is that I found it on my old phone. Since I can't find the original posting, I could be contacted by the author to take it down in the future. So like week 8's Flammie story I am going to post the whole story below and if anyone knows who the original author is could you tell me so I can give proper credit. Before we begin, I would just like to say I think the reason why I really like this story because it reminds me of an old short poem, I read in school called Its Dark in Here. In the poem a man is writing a note from inside a lion and I remember as a kid I saw the illustration of a hand coming out of a sleeping lion's mouth and feeling feelings that I would not understand till later. I wonder if the author got their inspiration from this poem.
Here is the poem by Shel Silverstein
I am writing these poems
From inside a lion,
And it's rather dark in here.
So please excuse the handwriting
Which may not be too clear.
But this afternoon by the lion's cage
I'm afraid I got too near.
And I'm writing these lines
From inside a lion,
And it's rather dark in here.
And here is the lioness unbirth story
To whomever finds this turn it in to the authorities. I write this so that they will know what happened to me, Mehzer Syl. By this I hope that all missing reports and search attempts come to an end. I also hope that this personal consent letter evades my new guardian of condemnation. I consent to being unborn and made a new by my as of now parent. My will is in my room in the safe in the closet of my old apartment if no one has found it yet, for I have not the time to gather my things or give them away.
I feel my memory slipping and my body becoming softer, I fear that I may not finish this letter before I am reset. I am writing this from my parent's womb which she will leave behind for someone, aka you to find. Although I have no idea how she will get this note out of herself. But now that the important legal stuff that I have no idea about is out of the way, (hence why I will not disclose my new mother's name or location.) On to what exactly has transpired.
On my way back home from work I bumped into a woman, appearing to be an anthro lioness. She seemed... distracted, but as she saw me her eyes lit up with an emotion, that of surprise then joy. She asked if I could help her with a problem to which she would not elaborate the details. I was tired an already in the screw everyone mood, (not the sexual one) but the good samaritan part of me told me to assist her. I eventually agreed, but held a hidden weapon just in case, though I barely knew how to use it.
She led me into a wooded area which immediately drew my suspicion, "A great place for a surprise" I thought sarcastically. I tried asking her again what she needed as she began to climb up a tree. She only replied with "stay there". By that point I was ready to run if necessary, being more of the flight type. But instead I told her to tell me what was going on while getting a firmer grasp on the little stone I kept, not much of a weapon, but could still be used as one.
She finally gave an answer "I'm about to make a cub". She suddenly lept from the tree holding her private area wide open. I was nowhere quick enough to dodge or try to defend myself as I was taken into her warm and tight tunnel. I tried to free myself but luck and more importantly gravity was on her side. I soon passed through her cervix and am now curled up in her womb.
It all went by so fast I only realized this a minute or two afterwards, I guess I am kind of slow. I felt like an idiot following a stranger, leading to this situation and still do, but perhaps this is for the best. She proceeded to tell me she was sorry about not informing me about her problem, she only did it since others immediately denied her. She told me she just wanted a child, but no one wanted to mate with her, she didn't have the money to adopt, and that there wasn't any sperm banks in the country. So she resorted to this. She then apologized to me and started to tear up while promising to take good care of me and love me forever.
I didn't really have a choice or say in this matter, but I secretly kind of wanted a mother ever since my own passed. Not to mention I wanted a new life considering how crumby mine is. She began to comfort and try to convince me that I would be better off as hers and that I would have a good life. She even offered me the choice to write this letter to say farewell. I guess she must have assumed a carried writing supplies... lucky guess.
The thing is, after some consideration, I am oddly okay with this. I have to admit, becoming a lion would be better than staying a fox, I guess I might just be speciesist. Perhaps I can make my life better than it was this time. Although i am not sure if I will remember anything or anyone, my soul will still miss the few friends I had in my previous life. My will already states which of my prior belongings goes to who, but I have already told my mom where she can find my money to help her more. So... I assume only she will get that.
I can barely feel my hands now, all the warmth I am surrounded by is getting to my head as well. I probably could have summed this all up more and gotten to the point huh? I guess my writing skills aren't that great... Anyway, I want this to happen, don't bother looking for me as I am now probably a fetus by the time you read this. ... My entire bo dy is feeling fuzy no w.. I swear I just screwed up my writng didnt i? I cant really tell since I cant see. I.. cant relly think that wel now... all I can relly... d o now... isleep. I... hear her... puring... I gues this is goodby now...
Next week will be special, I'm going to have a soft vore that results in rebirth story shoutout week. I will probably only do this once as those kinds of stories are even rarer than cockvore stories that lead to rebirth. If you have a story you want to share that has soft vore that leads to rebirth, please message me and I will post it in next week's shoutout.
Lastly, I would like to apologize for not posting any new stories for a while, I do have some ideas I want to make in the future, but I haven't felt very motivated to make them recently. I think a lot of it is from some kind of sleep apnea. I'm just sleepy all the time no matter how much I sleep and I'm afraid of going to the doctors. I have insurance but last time I went to the hospital for a muscle spasm all they did was hand me a prescription for muscle relaxers and gave me a bill of 1600$ bill of which my insurance only paid 300. I have a broad united insurance plan, which is very expensive, so it infuriated me that it paid so little of my bill. Thankfully I get my insurance from my job, and they have some kind of credit system I don't fully understand that rolls over year after year so I didn't have to pay anything. It was odd though the amount I owed was almost exactly the number of credits I had; it was almost like the hospital was able to see how much I had, and they said we will take it all.
Anyway I hope you all having a good December/Christmas. I know this time of year can be tough both shopping wise and family wise, especially when some of your family has passed but you have to keep going to keep strong and to have hope so you can make them proud of you when you see them again in the afterlife.
Deathjump
Week18:Cockvore & Rebirth Story Shoutouts:In Kobold's Car...
Posted 9 months agoHey remember when I said I had one more dragon cockvore rebirth story, well I was looking thru my favorites, which is a pain because its 12 years worth of stuff and FA won't let you put them in files, and I found 2 additional dragon cockvore/rebirth stories. I'm going to try and space them out through the coming weeks because once again I'm getting to the bottom of my cockvore/rebirth list and to give the non dragon lovers a break. I feel kind of bad, its like an oops all dragons kind of situation but it sort of makes sense why dragons would be popular in transformation and rebirth stories as they fulfill 3 different fantasies.
1. They fulfill the power fantasy for obvious reasons
2. Next they achieve the freedom fantasy because they have wings, they can fly anywhere, and usually they have no form of government telling them where they can go.
3. In most settings they are very rare so they will give the reader the I'm unique/I'm special/I'm the chosen one fantasy.
Anyway enough rambling this week's story is In Kobold's Care by VictorTheMaker
The story comes in three parts
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/40643122/
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/40961269/
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/41725314/
Spoilers Below
So this is a story about a group of kobold raiders who are kidnapping people, thru cockvore and fucking their captives into their dragon queen for reproductive purposes. One knight at the beginning of the story offers himself up to the kobolds and the kobolds give him to a novice who hasn't cockvored anyone yet. The story then follows the novice who struggles not to cum while traveling back to their lair so he can give his queen a good cream filling. I really liked the idea of a pack of creatures who hunt others for reproductive purposes and the author wrote well detailed accounts of the cock vore scene and they especially did a good job with the sex scene in chapter 3 all without overstaying their welcome. One thing I must criticize though is that there are several questions that are left for the viewer to ponder such as why did the knight offer himself to the kobolds, what could of made his life so terrible that he would want to start it again as a slave to a dragoness? Thinking about it that's another question, will the knight and the other victims be reborn as dragons, Kobold/Dragon hybrids, or just more Kobolds. I'm going to assume its the later since it seems the Kobolds have done this many times before and there is no mention of little dragons or dragon hybrids. I get why in some stories why an author might want to make a mystery stay a mystery as any answer they could provide would be unsatisfying but I don't think that is the case here, I would have had the kobold and the knight talk to each other while on their journey in chapter 2 so they could both explain their motives.
Thank you VictorTheMaker for the story, somehow you were able to make a story that was detailed but simple and clean at the same time and I very much admire that.
Before I go I just want to ask again if any one has seen the lioness and the fox story I mentioned last week. I would like to use it for next weeks shoutout so If you could send me a link if you see it I would very much appreciate it.
Just as a reminder the general plot to that story starts off with the prey character, who is an anthropomorphic fox, already in the womb of an anthropomorphic lioness. The whole story is him writing a good bye note to his loved ones, if you're wondering yes the lioness shoved a pencil and paper in there lol.
In the note he writes how he ended up being unborn against his will and how the situation he is in is very bitter sweet as he will miss all his friends but it would be nice to have a mother again as his current mother is dead and how it will be sort of cool to be reborn as a big bad ass lion instead of staying as a small fox.
It kind of ends with him saying to his loved ones not to worry about him as he will still be alive but they won't find him as he is being regressed into a lion cub who won't have any of his memories of his past life.
1. They fulfill the power fantasy for obvious reasons
2. Next they achieve the freedom fantasy because they have wings, they can fly anywhere, and usually they have no form of government telling them where they can go.
3. In most settings they are very rare so they will give the reader the I'm unique/I'm special/I'm the chosen one fantasy.
Anyway enough rambling this week's story is In Kobold's Care by VictorTheMaker
The story comes in three parts
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/40643122/
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/40961269/
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/41725314/
Spoilers Below
So this is a story about a group of kobold raiders who are kidnapping people, thru cockvore and fucking their captives into their dragon queen for reproductive purposes. One knight at the beginning of the story offers himself up to the kobolds and the kobolds give him to a novice who hasn't cockvored anyone yet. The story then follows the novice who struggles not to cum while traveling back to their lair so he can give his queen a good cream filling. I really liked the idea of a pack of creatures who hunt others for reproductive purposes and the author wrote well detailed accounts of the cock vore scene and they especially did a good job with the sex scene in chapter 3 all without overstaying their welcome. One thing I must criticize though is that there are several questions that are left for the viewer to ponder such as why did the knight offer himself to the kobolds, what could of made his life so terrible that he would want to start it again as a slave to a dragoness? Thinking about it that's another question, will the knight and the other victims be reborn as dragons, Kobold/Dragon hybrids, or just more Kobolds. I'm going to assume its the later since it seems the Kobolds have done this many times before and there is no mention of little dragons or dragon hybrids. I get why in some stories why an author might want to make a mystery stay a mystery as any answer they could provide would be unsatisfying but I don't think that is the case here, I would have had the kobold and the knight talk to each other while on their journey in chapter 2 so they could both explain their motives.
Thank you VictorTheMaker for the story, somehow you were able to make a story that was detailed but simple and clean at the same time and I very much admire that.
Before I go I just want to ask again if any one has seen the lioness and the fox story I mentioned last week. I would like to use it for next weeks shoutout so If you could send me a link if you see it I would very much appreciate it.
Just as a reminder the general plot to that story starts off with the prey character, who is an anthropomorphic fox, already in the womb of an anthropomorphic lioness. The whole story is him writing a good bye note to his loved ones, if you're wondering yes the lioness shoved a pencil and paper in there lol.
In the note he writes how he ended up being unborn against his will and how the situation he is in is very bitter sweet as he will miss all his friends but it would be nice to have a mother again as his current mother is dead and how it will be sort of cool to be reborn as a big bad ass lion instead of staying as a small fox.
It kind of ends with him saying to his loved ones not to worry about him as he will still be alive but they won't find him as he is being regressed into a lion cub who won't have any of his memories of his past life.
Week17:Unbirth & Rebirth Story Shoutouts:Unbirth Week 2
Posted 9 months agoHey this is week 2 of unbirth/rebirth story shoutouts and like last time I will be shouting out three stories.
First story is from the choose your own adventure story called Taken to the worlds of Giant Animals on writing.com
This story was written exclusively by Fenrir which is a bit ironic as most interactive stories on writing.com have multiple authors but that goes to show that this author had a clear idea of what they wanted in their story.
Link leads to the last chapter in the story, hit up a chapter to get to chapter one and then hit back on your browser to go to the next chapter when you are ready.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....11212121321121
Spoilers below
In this story a man gets teleported to an arctic tundra where they meet a pack of giant dogs, despite showing that they have a voracious appetite one of the males brings the protag to a female in heat where unbirth happens and soon after impregnation from the male happens which forces the protag to be reborn as a giant dog themselves
This is one of the two stories that inspired my own giant dog story the other one involved humans being infected by a virus that makes them giant. Fenrir has some really good quality writing and he writes often my only complaint is that this is his only story that involves rebirth, he wrote so many stories where it looks like the character is going to be in a vore/rebirth situation only for the character to come out fine. I guess he just like safe vore but to me he is such a tease lol.
Thanks for the awesome story Fenrir
Ok next up is Charlie joins the Brumbys by abcfurry
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/14420498/
Spoilers Below
This one is based on an old series called the Silver Brumby. If your wondering what a Brumby is its a wild horse in Australia. I will say I did like all the character interactions in the story, it defiantly made the story feel like a passion project and one other thing I will compliment is that the author gives enough context that anyone who hasn't read the series will understand the gist of what is happening. One nitpick I will have to point out is that there is an impregnation scene after the unbirthing, which is great, but unfortunately its described in a way that makes it seem like the male kind of instantly jizzes in the female as soon as he makes contact. Besides that the story is great.
Thank you abcfurry for the fun story
Lastly we have Bussing to a Family by 100154
https://aryion.com/g4/view/661996
Spoilers below
In this one a girl accidently unbirths another girl while riding a bus. Then shortly after the girl who was unbirthed brother notices where she went and he convinces the pred to unbirth him to so that his sister won't be alone in her new life as this lady's baby. This story has something that really adore and that is having someone be separated by someone else via rebirth vore only for them to be reunited again via more rebirth vore. I don't know why but man I really love that.
Thank you 100154 for reuniting me with my love of reuniting vore lol.
Hey I was trying to find another story for this weeks shoutout but I can't find it. Its about a anthro lion that unbirths an anthro fox against his will and the lioness allows him to write a note to his loved ones ,while inside the womb, as a way to say good bye to his loved ones and to tell them that he's not dead but no one will find/recognize him as he will be a lion cub soon.
If someone knows where that story is posted could you message me with the link so I can use it for the next unbirth story shoutout.
First story is from the choose your own adventure story called Taken to the worlds of Giant Animals on writing.com
This story was written exclusively by Fenrir which is a bit ironic as most interactive stories on writing.com have multiple authors but that goes to show that this author had a clear idea of what they wanted in their story.
Link leads to the last chapter in the story, hit up a chapter to get to chapter one and then hit back on your browser to go to the next chapter when you are ready.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....11212121321121
Spoilers below
In this story a man gets teleported to an arctic tundra where they meet a pack of giant dogs, despite showing that they have a voracious appetite one of the males brings the protag to a female in heat where unbirth happens and soon after impregnation from the male happens which forces the protag to be reborn as a giant dog themselves
This is one of the two stories that inspired my own giant dog story the other one involved humans being infected by a virus that makes them giant. Fenrir has some really good quality writing and he writes often my only complaint is that this is his only story that involves rebirth, he wrote so many stories where it looks like the character is going to be in a vore/rebirth situation only for the character to come out fine. I guess he just like safe vore but to me he is such a tease lol.
Thanks for the awesome story Fenrir
Ok next up is Charlie joins the Brumbys by abcfurry
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/14420498/
Spoilers Below
This one is based on an old series called the Silver Brumby. If your wondering what a Brumby is its a wild horse in Australia. I will say I did like all the character interactions in the story, it defiantly made the story feel like a passion project and one other thing I will compliment is that the author gives enough context that anyone who hasn't read the series will understand the gist of what is happening. One nitpick I will have to point out is that there is an impregnation scene after the unbirthing, which is great, but unfortunately its described in a way that makes it seem like the male kind of instantly jizzes in the female as soon as he makes contact. Besides that the story is great.
Thank you abcfurry for the fun story
Lastly we have Bussing to a Family by 100154
https://aryion.com/g4/view/661996
Spoilers below
In this one a girl accidently unbirths another girl while riding a bus. Then shortly after the girl who was unbirthed brother notices where she went and he convinces the pred to unbirth him to so that his sister won't be alone in her new life as this lady's baby. This story has something that really adore and that is having someone be separated by someone else via rebirth vore only for them to be reunited again via more rebirth vore. I don't know why but man I really love that.
Thank you 100154 for reuniting me with my love of reuniting vore lol.
Hey I was trying to find another story for this weeks shoutout but I can't find it. Its about a anthro lion that unbirths an anthro fox against his will and the lioness allows him to write a note to his loved ones ,while inside the womb, as a way to say good bye to his loved ones and to tell them that he's not dead but no one will find/recognize him as he will be a lion cub soon.
If someone knows where that story is posted could you message me with the link so I can use it for the next unbirth story shoutout.
Week16:Cockvore & Rebirth Story Shoutouts:Short stories
Posted 10 months agoHey guys, as it turned out last weeks unbirth/rebirth shoutouts were very popular so instead of posting an unbirth/rebirth shoutout every third week we are going to post them every other week, so next weeks shoutout will be an unbirth one. I'm still probably going to end the series when I run out of cock vore/rebirth stories as the whole point of this series was to help people find rare/hard to find stories and unbirth/rebirth stories while are very sexy aren't that rare.
Anywho I'm going to post 3 short cockvore/rebirth stories this week and our first shoutout is Adventures of You:Cock Vore by TGOlover123
https://www.deviantart.com/tg0lover.....Vore-925479022
This one is really unique because of how the author has the pred describe the whole story without any other character being able to say anything and even the actions that happen are described from a first person view of the pred. It almost comes off as one giant threat of what they are going to do the prey character.
Thank you TGOlover123 for that great story with a thoroughly divergent approach.
Next up we have Quickie:Cock vore by Sci_The_Cheetah
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/11379853/
Spoilers below
I really like the way the author describes the process of how the character is turned to sperm and has to find an egg from a first person perspective. I also like how the prey character's lover is also a victim and how they end up in this messed up situation where they forgot their memories but they are still attracted to each other, due to their feeling from their past life, which will no doubt cause incest problems down the line.
Thanks Sci_The_Cheetah for the dope story
And lastly we have Passing on Kid by Justcockythoughts
https://aryion.com/g4/view/645251
This one is part of a short story collection but its the first story in the collection so it shouldn't be hard to find. If your wondering I don't think the rest of the stories have rebirth in them.
Spoilers Below
First things first I would defiantly would have changed the name of this story, Passing on Kid makes it sound like a kid is dying/passing on or that a kid is not being picked for a sports team and is being passed on but in reality its about a young adult who's older neighbor cockvores him so he can absorb his life essences and be young again to impress his girlfriend. After the cockvore happens he promises to bring the guy back but he can only do so through being reborn as his kid.
Thanks Justcockythoughts for the neat story
Oh Jeriok if you are reading this, I got your last message and thank you for giving me creative freedom for that story idea you made.
Lastly, on an unrelated note, I want to say I'm thinking about making a story that I had on my mind for a while. In it the main character witnesses his girlfriend be unbirthed or cock vored while in a place of hiding. The pred mentions that they intend to use this latest prey that they caught for reproductive purposes. Once the pred leaves the main character goes to another pred, one that is friendly to prey, in an attempt to convince them to rescue his girlfriend from the first pred. Unfortunately the friendly pred refuses to help either because there is some kind of rule or code that prevents them attacking another pred or too much time has passed and the girlfriend is likely a sperm or egg cell by now. Being so distraught over this realization that they can't rescue their girlfriend they try to run out of the room in an attempt to find the first pred and be vored so that he can be together with his girlfriend even if they would be now siblings. The friendly pred stops him and locks them in a room to give them time to grieve and to try to convince them that there are other fish in the sea and that they need to get over what has happened. After some talking the friendly pred realizes that he can't convince the main character to not seek out the first pred so he reveals that he and the first pred are actually neighbors and that he and his wife were thinking about having a kid of their own soon so if he agrees to it then he can become the his kid via cock vore and impregnation and when he is reborn he can reintroduce him to his reborn girlfriend as a playmate, since they will be neighbors. He says he can't guarantee that they will fall in love again since both of them won't have their memories/identities after they are reborn. The main character is confident that they will fall in love again as they are soul mates that are meant to be. Cock vore and sex happens after that, they are reintroduced as kids to each other and do end up falling in love with each other in their next lives and they end up being married when they become adults. Any way that is just the rough idea, I just really love the idea of rebirth vore tearing two or more people apart only for it to be used again to bring them back together. Hopefully I can get this story out some day.
Anywho I'm going to post 3 short cockvore/rebirth stories this week and our first shoutout is Adventures of You:Cock Vore by TGOlover123
https://www.deviantart.com/tg0lover.....Vore-925479022
This one is really unique because of how the author has the pred describe the whole story without any other character being able to say anything and even the actions that happen are described from a first person view of the pred. It almost comes off as one giant threat of what they are going to do the prey character.
Thank you TGOlover123 for that great story with a thoroughly divergent approach.
Next up we have Quickie:Cock vore by Sci_The_Cheetah
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/11379853/
Spoilers below
I really like the way the author describes the process of how the character is turned to sperm and has to find an egg from a first person perspective. I also like how the prey character's lover is also a victim and how they end up in this messed up situation where they forgot their memories but they are still attracted to each other, due to their feeling from their past life, which will no doubt cause incest problems down the line.
Thanks Sci_The_Cheetah for the dope story
And lastly we have Passing on Kid by Justcockythoughts
https://aryion.com/g4/view/645251
This one is part of a short story collection but its the first story in the collection so it shouldn't be hard to find. If your wondering I don't think the rest of the stories have rebirth in them.
Spoilers Below
First things first I would defiantly would have changed the name of this story, Passing on Kid makes it sound like a kid is dying/passing on or that a kid is not being picked for a sports team and is being passed on but in reality its about a young adult who's older neighbor cockvores him so he can absorb his life essences and be young again to impress his girlfriend. After the cockvore happens he promises to bring the guy back but he can only do so through being reborn as his kid.
Thanks Justcockythoughts for the neat story
Oh Jeriok if you are reading this, I got your last message and thank you for giving me creative freedom for that story idea you made.
Lastly, on an unrelated note, I want to say I'm thinking about making a story that I had on my mind for a while. In it the main character witnesses his girlfriend be unbirthed or cock vored while in a place of hiding. The pred mentions that they intend to use this latest prey that they caught for reproductive purposes. Once the pred leaves the main character goes to another pred, one that is friendly to prey, in an attempt to convince them to rescue his girlfriend from the first pred. Unfortunately the friendly pred refuses to help either because there is some kind of rule or code that prevents them attacking another pred or too much time has passed and the girlfriend is likely a sperm or egg cell by now. Being so distraught over this realization that they can't rescue their girlfriend they try to run out of the room in an attempt to find the first pred and be vored so that he can be together with his girlfriend even if they would be now siblings. The friendly pred stops him and locks them in a room to give them time to grieve and to try to convince them that there are other fish in the sea and that they need to get over what has happened. After some talking the friendly pred realizes that he can't convince the main character to not seek out the first pred so he reveals that he and the first pred are actually neighbors and that he and his wife were thinking about having a kid of their own soon so if he agrees to it then he can become the his kid via cock vore and impregnation and when he is reborn he can reintroduce him to his reborn girlfriend as a playmate, since they will be neighbors. He says he can't guarantee that they will fall in love again since both of them won't have their memories/identities after they are reborn. The main character is confident that they will fall in love again as they are soul mates that are meant to be. Cock vore and sex happens after that, they are reintroduced as kids to each other and do end up falling in love with each other in their next lives and they end up being married when they become adults. Any way that is just the rough idea, I just really love the idea of rebirth vore tearing two or more people apart only for it to be used again to bring them back together. Hopefully I can get this story out some day.
Week15:Cockvore & Rebirth Story Shoutouts:Unbirth Week1
Posted 10 months agoHey this week we are just doing unbirth stories that lead to rebirth.
Our first story is Farmer's Market by DarkWarrior1121
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49.....#cid:182530415
Spoilers below
In this story a young man feels like he is very much ignored by his parents. While his parents take a vacation without him the young man meets and befriends an older anthropomorphic mare who has recently lost her son to a war. The more they talk the more the mare believes that she might be a better mother to the man than his parents.
This story has two very unique aspects to it and that is that it has egg cell tf, which is very rare, and the character to sire the man is a feral. I never seen anthro on feral impregnation mixed with unbirth before and the way the author wrote it was pretty darn cool.
Thank you DarkWarrior1121 for the really cool story.
Next story is Forced into Retirement by TheVandesh
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58.....#cid:181751373
This one takes place in the pokemon world and the game it is based on is pokemon unite.
Spoilers Below
In this one an aloha ninetails is starting to struggle with her rivals due to her advance age. Many people believe she should retire but she refuses due to her pride being hurt from the idea. Soon a fan sneaks into her private quarters and proposes and idea that would allow her to retire and allow her sports legacy to live on.
The main theme of this one is unwilling pred unbirth and this is the very first story I saw unwilling pred unbirth where the prey isn't some kind of insect or parasite kinda like the alien/xenomorph series. I think it was very impressive that author was able to think of the reason why the unwilling pred would not want to abort or get rid of the unwanted prey that made sense within the world that the story takes place.
Thank you TheVandesh for the very creative story.
Last but not least is Spider's Parlor by giantessfanx
https://aryion.com/g4/view/227008
Spoilers below
In this one a family of Driders manage to infiltrate a mansion, by pretending to be servants, that once belonged to them but it is currently in the possession of a family that are their human rivals. All the Driders were cursed long ago to have a human form by the rival family for hundreds of years so the Drider family is just waiting for the curse to end so they can eat the human family. So much time passes that there is only one member of each family alive. The two members of each family actually grew up together so they don't actually hate each other but one day the curse breaks and the member of the drider family decides that, in order to take ownership of the house and keep a promise to their mother that they will eliminate the last human family member by converting them to their family.
I don't know why but something about the pred stealing/repossessing the prey's property/belongings in a vore rebirth story really turns me on. Maybe its the thought that its a way for the prey to repay the pred for rebirthing them, I don't know. My only nitpick with this story is that I really don't like spiders and I don't think they are sexy. In my own personal copy of this story I changed the pred to be a centaur and the prey to be male for the self insertion part of the fantasy. Do you guys do that? Do you change your own personal copy of someone else's story so it better fits your kinks. I'm just curious.
This was a great and very sexy story thank you giantessfanx.
Our first story is Farmer's Market by DarkWarrior1121
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49.....#cid:182530415
Spoilers below
In this story a young man feels like he is very much ignored by his parents. While his parents take a vacation without him the young man meets and befriends an older anthropomorphic mare who has recently lost her son to a war. The more they talk the more the mare believes that she might be a better mother to the man than his parents.
This story has two very unique aspects to it and that is that it has egg cell tf, which is very rare, and the character to sire the man is a feral. I never seen anthro on feral impregnation mixed with unbirth before and the way the author wrote it was pretty darn cool.
Thank you DarkWarrior1121 for the really cool story.
Next story is Forced into Retirement by TheVandesh
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58.....#cid:181751373
This one takes place in the pokemon world and the game it is based on is pokemon unite.
Spoilers Below
In this one an aloha ninetails is starting to struggle with her rivals due to her advance age. Many people believe she should retire but she refuses due to her pride being hurt from the idea. Soon a fan sneaks into her private quarters and proposes and idea that would allow her to retire and allow her sports legacy to live on.
The main theme of this one is unwilling pred unbirth and this is the very first story I saw unwilling pred unbirth where the prey isn't some kind of insect or parasite kinda like the alien/xenomorph series. I think it was very impressive that author was able to think of the reason why the unwilling pred would not want to abort or get rid of the unwanted prey that made sense within the world that the story takes place.
Thank you TheVandesh for the very creative story.
Last but not least is Spider's Parlor by giantessfanx
https://aryion.com/g4/view/227008
Spoilers below
In this one a family of Driders manage to infiltrate a mansion, by pretending to be servants, that once belonged to them but it is currently in the possession of a family that are their human rivals. All the Driders were cursed long ago to have a human form by the rival family for hundreds of years so the Drider family is just waiting for the curse to end so they can eat the human family. So much time passes that there is only one member of each family alive. The two members of each family actually grew up together so they don't actually hate each other but one day the curse breaks and the member of the drider family decides that, in order to take ownership of the house and keep a promise to their mother that they will eliminate the last human family member by converting them to their family.
I don't know why but something about the pred stealing/repossessing the prey's property/belongings in a vore rebirth story really turns me on. Maybe its the thought that its a way for the prey to repay the pred for rebirthing them, I don't know. My only nitpick with this story is that I really don't like spiders and I don't think they are sexy. In my own personal copy of this story I changed the pred to be a centaur and the prey to be male for the self insertion part of the fantasy. Do you guys do that? Do you change your own personal copy of someone else's story so it better fits your kinks. I'm just curious.
This was a great and very sexy story thank you giantessfanx.
Week14:Cockvore & Rebirth Story Shoutouts:Dragons
Posted 10 months agoHey this week I'm shouting out two stories where the main pred is a dragon. While both of these stories do contain cock vore that leads to rebirth, that aspect of these stories seems to be a bit minor so that's why I'm shouting out both of these stories at the same time. I do have a third dragon pred cock vore/rebirth story to share but I think that one has enough focus on the cock vore part to stand alone as a shoutout in a future week.
This first one is from writing.com and it's from a interactive/choose your own adventure story called Human in a Monster World. The main protagonist of this story is a teenager called Brett ,who is awfully depressed because he doesn't have any friends and his mom is an alcoholic. During the story he is captured by his gym teacher, who is a dragon named Mr.Grun. This leads to some soft vore, some full tour, and lastly cock vore that leads to rebirth. I was really bummed for a long time because I thought this story was lost but thankfully it was one of the stories that was achieved by the github site that was created by ackater.
This link leads to the last chapter of the story. To navigate it, hit up a chapter until you get to chapter one and then hit the back button on your browser to continue to the next chapter when you are ready.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....21122211122121
Thank you Oddler, fearboy, bloodlust666, hiccup,reptile75 for writing the story and I want to especially thank ness9000 for writing the cock vore and rebirth part.
The second story is Abby of The Dead Forest by asimpledegenerate
https://www.deviantart.com/asimpled.....rest-793125618
Its a story that takes place in the Dragon's Dogma universe and it involves 3 dragons that offer a group of humans protection in exchange for ownership of some of the humans that live at the Abby. This leads to three mini stories two of which involve unbirth that leads to rebirth and one that involves cock vore that leads to rebirth. I really loved the brutality of the preds in this story, usually in alot of other stories the preds are kind of cartoonishly evil while the ones in this story are just kind of stating what's going to happen in straight forward way.
Thank you asimpledegenerate for the great brutal story.
Next week I'm going to post some unbirth stories that lead to rebirth instead of cock vore ones, in an effort to stretch out this series a bit more. The unbirth exclusive weeks are going to happen every third week. If anyone has any cock vore stories that lead to rebirth that they want to share please message me and I will share them in a future week.
Stay Chill Guys
This first one is from writing.com and it's from a interactive/choose your own adventure story called Human in a Monster World. The main protagonist of this story is a teenager called Brett ,who is awfully depressed because he doesn't have any friends and his mom is an alcoholic. During the story he is captured by his gym teacher, who is a dragon named Mr.Grun. This leads to some soft vore, some full tour, and lastly cock vore that leads to rebirth. I was really bummed for a long time because I thought this story was lost but thankfully it was one of the stories that was achieved by the github site that was created by ackater.
This link leads to the last chapter of the story. To navigate it, hit up a chapter until you get to chapter one and then hit the back button on your browser to continue to the next chapter when you are ready.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....21122211122121
Thank you Oddler, fearboy, bloodlust666, hiccup,reptile75 for writing the story and I want to especially thank ness9000 for writing the cock vore and rebirth part.
The second story is Abby of The Dead Forest by asimpledegenerate
https://www.deviantart.com/asimpled.....rest-793125618
Its a story that takes place in the Dragon's Dogma universe and it involves 3 dragons that offer a group of humans protection in exchange for ownership of some of the humans that live at the Abby. This leads to three mini stories two of which involve unbirth that leads to rebirth and one that involves cock vore that leads to rebirth. I really loved the brutality of the preds in this story, usually in alot of other stories the preds are kind of cartoonishly evil while the ones in this story are just kind of stating what's going to happen in straight forward way.
Thank you asimpledegenerate for the great brutal story.
Next week I'm going to post some unbirth stories that lead to rebirth instead of cock vore ones, in an effort to stretch out this series a bit more. The unbirth exclusive weeks are going to happen every third week. If anyone has any cock vore stories that lead to rebirth that they want to share please message me and I will share them in a future week.
Stay Chill Guys
Week13:Cockvore & Rebirth Shoutouts:Punishment &Reward
Posted 10 months agoHey this week's cockvore and rebirth story is an old favorite of mine called Punishment and Reward by Ponponpocky
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/9195885/
This story is about a lion who, much like the story title says, wants to punish the abusive boyfriend of his zoo keeper while rewarding her with some much needed transformation and a replacement boyfriend.
While it's not the first cockvore and rebirth story I have seen, It was one of the first cockvore and rebirth stories I found on this site so I'm pretty nostalgic for this story.
Once again thank you Ponponpocky for the superb story.
As a side note I am starting to reach the bottom of the list of stories I want to share in this series. If I stretch it out with some unfinished stories and maybe just do unbirth stories once every few weeks, I might be able to stretch out the series for about another 2 or 3 months. I never really intended to have the series go on forever so I'm not too sad at the idea of it eventually ending but If you guys want to help extend it's duration then please send me any suggestions of stories that contain cockvore that leads to rebirth. Even if its a story that is on my list to share later, I will still appreciate it and I will include your name and link to your account in the shoutout that has that story.
Thanks so much for reading.
Stay Chill Guys.
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/9195885/
This story is about a lion who, much like the story title says, wants to punish the abusive boyfriend of his zoo keeper while rewarding her with some much needed transformation and a replacement boyfriend.
While it's not the first cockvore and rebirth story I have seen, It was one of the first cockvore and rebirth stories I found on this site so I'm pretty nostalgic for this story.
Once again thank you Ponponpocky for the superb story.
As a side note I am starting to reach the bottom of the list of stories I want to share in this series. If I stretch it out with some unfinished stories and maybe just do unbirth stories once every few weeks, I might be able to stretch out the series for about another 2 or 3 months. I never really intended to have the series go on forever so I'm not too sad at the idea of it eventually ending but If you guys want to help extend it's duration then please send me any suggestions of stories that contain cockvore that leads to rebirth. Even if its a story that is on my list to share later, I will still appreciate it and I will include your name and link to your account in the shoutout that has that story.
Thanks so much for reading.
Stay Chill Guys.
Week12:Cockvore & Rebirth Story Shoutouts:Spyro & a Gryph...
Posted 10 months agoHey this week's shoutout is a writing.com story path where Spyro and Cynder meet a male gryphon and are soon cockvored and forced to be reborn as his offspring after mating with a female gryphon.
Technically the story isn't finished but I believe it's pretty much finished considering there is a chapter that describes Spyro and Cynder's new life 9 years after they are reborn.
Here is the link to the last Chapter in the story, to navigate the story please hit up a chapter until you get to chapter 1 and then hit back on your browser when you are ready to go to the next chapter.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....eds/1231211211
I thought it was a really well made, descriptive story and I feel like the authors should be proud of it.
Three authors worked on this story. Tsuki wrote the first couple of chapters with Crydos doing the few middle chapters and Marco122 doing the later chapters. You three made a really great story thank you.
There are actually quite a few cockvore Spyro stories on writing.com that looked like they were going to lead to rebirth but they are left unfinished. Usually they end right after the cockvore part happens but before the impregnation part. I will leave a few links to the last chapters to those stories if your curious.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....human/13131121
In this one Spyro and Cynder find a dyeing human and it looked like the story was leading to the human being reborn by Spyro impregnating Cynder with him.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....-needs/1112311
In this one Ignitus is infertile and plans to use Spyro as cum so he can have a kid.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....51122221211212
In this one Ignitus cockvores Spyro but he accidently cum digests him which makes Ignitus believe that the only way to bring him back is sex with a female dragon.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....22121122212222
Kind of the same as the last one except its not accidental and he plans on impregnating a dragoness called Ember
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....needs/15413211
Spyro gets cockvored by someone's OC dragon then fucked into a random female. Its technically a finished story but the abruptness of the final chapters makes it unsatisfying.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....s/154332221211
Same thing as before except it looks like he was about to be fucked into Ember.
Technically the story isn't finished but I believe it's pretty much finished considering there is a chapter that describes Spyro and Cynder's new life 9 years after they are reborn.
Here is the link to the last Chapter in the story, to navigate the story please hit up a chapter until you get to chapter 1 and then hit back on your browser when you are ready to go to the next chapter.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....eds/1231211211
I thought it was a really well made, descriptive story and I feel like the authors should be proud of it.
Three authors worked on this story. Tsuki wrote the first couple of chapters with Crydos doing the few middle chapters and Marco122 doing the later chapters. You three made a really great story thank you.
There are actually quite a few cockvore Spyro stories on writing.com that looked like they were going to lead to rebirth but they are left unfinished. Usually they end right after the cockvore part happens but before the impregnation part. I will leave a few links to the last chapters to those stories if your curious.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....human/13131121
In this one Spyro and Cynder find a dyeing human and it looked like the story was leading to the human being reborn by Spyro impregnating Cynder with him.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....-needs/1112311
In this one Ignitus is infertile and plans to use Spyro as cum so he can have a kid.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....51122221211212
In this one Ignitus cockvores Spyro but he accidently cum digests him which makes Ignitus believe that the only way to bring him back is sex with a female dragon.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....22121122212222
Kind of the same as the last one except its not accidental and he plans on impregnating a dragoness called Ember
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....needs/15413211
Spyro gets cockvored by someone's OC dragon then fucked into a random female. Its technically a finished story but the abruptness of the final chapters makes it unsatisfying.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....s/154332221211
Same thing as before except it looks like he was about to be fucked into Ember.
Week11:Cockvore & Rebirth Story Shoutouts:Mpreg Stories
Posted 11 months agoHey this week I'm shouting out two stories where the rebirth part of the stories comes from Male pregnancy.
Male pregnancy isn't exactly my cup of tea but I figured I would post these two for the folks that do enjoy it. Also both stories are kind of up right up my alley as far as fetishes go, so much so that I can overlook the Male pregnancy part.
The two stories are Just In Case By MikkoSpots
https://www.sofurry.com/view/271091
and
And Baby makes Three by ZanexOrious
https://aryion.com/g4/view/234581
Why am I posting two stories instead of one this week you ask? Well the sequence of events that happens in both stories are so similar that I thought it would be fun to compare and contrast them. Honestly I wouldn't be surprised if one author was inspired by the other really.
Me, personally I kind of like And Baby makes Three a little more because it has a short epilogue scene after the impregnation. I really think most rebirth stories benefit from an epilogue scene/description to allow the audience to see how the victim character's life turned out from the traumatic rebirth process.
Thank you MikkoSpots and ZanexOrious for the awesome stories.
Stay Chill Guys
Male pregnancy isn't exactly my cup of tea but I figured I would post these two for the folks that do enjoy it. Also both stories are kind of up right up my alley as far as fetishes go, so much so that I can overlook the Male pregnancy part.
The two stories are Just In Case By MikkoSpots
https://www.sofurry.com/view/271091
and
And Baby makes Three by ZanexOrious
https://aryion.com/g4/view/234581
Why am I posting two stories instead of one this week you ask? Well the sequence of events that happens in both stories are so similar that I thought it would be fun to compare and contrast them. Honestly I wouldn't be surprised if one author was inspired by the other really.
Me, personally I kind of like And Baby makes Three a little more because it has a short epilogue scene after the impregnation. I really think most rebirth stories benefit from an epilogue scene/description to allow the audience to see how the victim character's life turned out from the traumatic rebirth process.
Thank you MikkoSpots and ZanexOrious for the awesome stories.
Stay Chill Guys
Week10:Cockvore & Rebirth Shoutouts: Horse Pred Stories
Posted 11 months agoHey to Celebrate the release of my newest story, which had a horse pred in it, I'm going to shoutout several cockvore and Rebirth Stories that also have Horse Preds.
Steven's New Life by UB_Centaur
https://aryion.com/forum/viewtopic......k+vore#p255963
This one is very dear to me as it was the first story I ever read that had cockvore that led to impregnation/rebirth. And well..... this is gonna be TMI but it was also my first ever organism. I know it's strange that I went to the fetish stuff first lol. I do have one nit-pick with this one and that is the victim character doesn't enter the balls but instead he is stuck bouncing around in the cock which is kind of funny/sexy but I still like some stuffed balls.
Big Horses by UB_Centaur
https://aryion.com/forum/viewtopic......=horse#p363741
Another story by UB_Centaur, I figured I might as well shoutout all 3 of his stories despite the last one be a unbirth/rebirth story. This one has 2 victims who are unbirth and cockvored by different horses. It's a pretty nice story but I don't like how its implied that one of the victims was broken down for/killed for their DNA while the other one is the only one who gets to be reborn. I would have just gone the whole they fused as one creature route but that is my opinion.
3.Missy's New Foal by UB_Centaur
https://aryion.com/forum/viewtopic......55&t=12537
This is the last of the UB_Centaur stories I'm gonna post, this one is pretty much the unbirth version of Steven's New Life.
Thank you UB_Centaur for these wonderful stories.
4.Lost in the Hills (Safe, commission) by ThrowDown
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/50224119/
This is a really great horse cock vore story, only problem is the rebirth part of it is literally just a single sentence at the end but since the original was fatal I think the rebirth part was just kind of there to not upset safe vore fans. None the less it is still a great story and thank you ThrowDown for writing this story.
Farmyard Anal Vore Interactive Story
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....12211112221112
This link leads to the last chapter of a choose your own adventure story with many authors. This one in particular starts off with anal vore but it leads to a cockvore rebirth story later, so you might want to avoid it if you don't like Anal vore. To navigate it just hit up a chapter until you get to chapter one then hit back on your browser to go to the next chapter.
Thank you BigH18, shgone, randomfox, klickdude20, horsefood, sunbear, Farmlover, and Vuin for writing this story.
Thanks so much for reading these shoutouts and if you haven't read my new story already you can find it here.
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58336953/
Steven's New Life by UB_Centaur
https://aryion.com/forum/viewtopic......k+vore#p255963
This one is very dear to me as it was the first story I ever read that had cockvore that led to impregnation/rebirth. And well..... this is gonna be TMI but it was also my first ever organism. I know it's strange that I went to the fetish stuff first lol. I do have one nit-pick with this one and that is the victim character doesn't enter the balls but instead he is stuck bouncing around in the cock which is kind of funny/sexy but I still like some stuffed balls.
Big Horses by UB_Centaur
https://aryion.com/forum/viewtopic......=horse#p363741
Another story by UB_Centaur, I figured I might as well shoutout all 3 of his stories despite the last one be a unbirth/rebirth story. This one has 2 victims who are unbirth and cockvored by different horses. It's a pretty nice story but I don't like how its implied that one of the victims was broken down for/killed for their DNA while the other one is the only one who gets to be reborn. I would have just gone the whole they fused as one creature route but that is my opinion.
3.Missy's New Foal by UB_Centaur
https://aryion.com/forum/viewtopic......55&t=12537
This is the last of the UB_Centaur stories I'm gonna post, this one is pretty much the unbirth version of Steven's New Life.
Thank you UB_Centaur for these wonderful stories.
4.Lost in the Hills (Safe, commission) by ThrowDown
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/50224119/
This is a really great horse cock vore story, only problem is the rebirth part of it is literally just a single sentence at the end but since the original was fatal I think the rebirth part was just kind of there to not upset safe vore fans. None the less it is still a great story and thank you ThrowDown for writing this story.
Farmyard Anal Vore Interactive Story
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....12211112221112
This link leads to the last chapter of a choose your own adventure story with many authors. This one in particular starts off with anal vore but it leads to a cockvore rebirth story later, so you might want to avoid it if you don't like Anal vore. To navigate it just hit up a chapter until you get to chapter one then hit back on your browser to go to the next chapter.
Thank you BigH18, shgone, randomfox, klickdude20, horsefood, sunbear, Farmlover, and Vuin for writing this story.
Thanks so much for reading these shoutouts and if you haven't read my new story already you can find it here.
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58336953/
Week 9: Cockvore and Rebirth story shoutouts: Eevee Troub...
Posted 11 months agoHey this week's shoutout is going to be Eevee Troubles by minakotomoka14
https://aryion.com/g4/view/788497
This one is interesting because of how the pred cock vores the prey mid unbirth. While it's not the first time I have seen this it's always cool to see how each other writes it a bit differently.
My only nit-pick is that it's kind of strange how both pokemon don't really care for their trainers without an explanation and how they essentially try to murder them because they are horny. Also it's kind of strange how both of them don't realize that their new children are their old trainers but this story was originally an RP between two friends so I understand why some details were left out.
Thank you Minakotomoka and Shyny for the splendid story.
As far as the story I am currently working on goes it is currently complete. I'm going to post it this Friday mourning or evening because I noticed that more people view my stories on the weekends and I want as many eyes to see it before it gets buried in the search results. So please look forward to this Friday.
https://aryion.com/g4/view/788497
This one is interesting because of how the pred cock vores the prey mid unbirth. While it's not the first time I have seen this it's always cool to see how each other writes it a bit differently.
My only nit-pick is that it's kind of strange how both pokemon don't really care for their trainers without an explanation and how they essentially try to murder them because they are horny. Also it's kind of strange how both of them don't realize that their new children are their old trainers but this story was originally an RP between two friends so I understand why some details were left out.
Thank you Minakotomoka and Shyny for the splendid story.
As far as the story I am currently working on goes it is currently complete. I'm going to post it this Friday mourning or evening because I noticed that more people view my stories on the weekends and I want as many eyes to see it before it gets buried in the search results. So please look forward to this Friday.
Week 8:Cockvore and rebirth story Shoutout:Flammie Rebirt...
Posted 11 months agoHey This week I'm going to do something a little bit different with the shoutout. I'm going to post the entire story of the shoutout into this journal because I can't remember the website that I originally obtained it from. Actually when I did copy and past the story to a word doc many years ago I forgot to also copy the title of story and the Author's name. If anyone recognizes this story I would love to give proper credit to it's author. Also since I can't find the website , there might be a chance that the author might have deleted the story and they don't want it on the internet. If they contact me I might have to delete this shoutout and replace it with another story, so don't be surprised if something replaces this story in the future.
The story centers around a human and a fictional species called flammies which are dragons with fur from square enix's mana series. Most people are nostalgic for secret of mana while I played legend of mana growing up, that game was very interesting because it didn't have a central story and instead it had the main character kind of bumble in several one shot stories and several story arcs. I don't think I ever seen another game try that again.
I'm getting off topic; here is the story below, it kind starts off like like its going to be a unbirth/rebirth story but it does eventually turn into a cockvore rebirth story. Whoever wrote this thank you so much for this delightful story.
Today was the day Rye was going to die.
He knew it, but such knowledge didn't make the situation any easier to handle. It wasn't even like he had much to live for. Living on the street for years, a run in with the law that would have had his head left him with no choice but to flee into the forest, where he figured he could at least avoid an executioner's axe. How foolish he was to think he could survive in the forest. Winters in the city weren't pleasant, but the buildings kept the whistling winds at bay as long as one stayed within alleys. Dumpsters provided food to eat, and enough paper to burn to keep warm. The forest had none of that. Rye had tried hard to adapt and overcome and carve out a little squalor life to call his own, but cold nights and a lack of nutrition had left him with an aching in his chest that wouldn't go away. When he coughed, his fingers were painted crimson, and a few days later he could no longer walk, and had settled down next to a lake that might make for a peaceful final resting place. As if to commemorate the occasion, nature had decided to warm the winds and let the sun out from behind the clouds for the first time in weeks. It was nice. Not that he wanted to die, but, things could have been worse. He closed his eyes passively, a tear running down his cheek, as his entire body was racked by a series of coughs that left his chest aching.
Weakly tilting his head up, eyes barely open, his vision of the blue lake was suddenly only white. He blinked, slightly confused by such a sight, until the whiteness before him shifted and he instead found himself looking into a blue eye that was nearly the size of his whole head. The white Flammie backed away, blinking twice, and then leaned its head forward, sniffing gently at the human who suddenly coughed. The Flammie looked down to his bare hand, seeing the crimson on his fingers, and if it was possible for such a creature to frown, it did just then.
"Is there anything I can do?"
Rye looked to the white Flammie, confused at the smooth, soothing voice that had come out of its beak. Such a calm, beautiful voice; like a breeze of wind blowing through a chime. The voice twinkled, if a voice could. It wasn't a real voice, just as it wasn't a real Flammie. Rye assumed he was running a fever and delusional and any moment now he would pass away and that would be that. But the tongue that brushed over his face was warm and inviting, and a rare smile crossed his lips.
"I can smell the death on you," the Flammie said. "Please, is there anything I can do?"
Rye weakly reached a hand forward to the Flammie, and stroked her long muzzle. She was so warm, and soft, and somehow Rye wondered if the Flammie's presence had caused nature to give him this beautiful day. "I'm Rye," he said weakly.
"Seryn," the Flammie said softly, and her warm, slightly wet tongue brushed over Rye's face once more. "I... I can sing, perhaps. I can sing a song that might ease your pain. If you would like... only if you would like. I would never, I would understand if you didn't want to but it might help you."
Rye chuckled softly. In two bites, the creature could devour his thin and withered body, and yet her voice quivered like that of a baby kitten. Rye stroked her cheek like a kitten's, and was rewarded with a soft purr. "I would love to hear your song," he said gently. Even if this was just a delusion, he was happy for the company. It was better than dying alone.
Seryn backed away several feet, and then moved forward, and then back, trying to decide what was the very best distance to stand from the human. She could smell his life fading, though. She could sense his soul gripping tight to the flesh shell, not yet ready to pass but being dragged by unseen forces. She lowered her rear to the ground, and then her chest, folding her legs neatly beneath her and spread her wings out to her sides, shielding Rye from the sun and the wind. Sucking in a deep breath, filling her lungs, she began to sing.
Not sing like a human might, she was simply making sounds: purrs, growls, gentle whispers that didn't signify words. But still she sang, easing every hum and murmur, shaping her beak and using her tongue to form the sounds that eased their way between her lips. Rye could feel the fever burning his scalp and making him sweat, but he imagined he could see the song notes slipping out of her throat and floating towards him, embracing him gently before they dissipated with the winds.
Rye suddenly reached forward, and spat a wad of phlegm and blood into his lap. Another wheeze and hack, and he turned to his side to vomit a stream of goo and red onto the grass. When he could finally stop, he rolled onto his side and began to crawl away, soon finding a clean tree to lean against. Seryn had followed his crawl, and lay down in front of him, staring at him. "How do you feel?" she asked.
Rye sighed. "I'm dying, Seryn. I can feel it, creeping into my chest, making my lungs heavy and hard to breath. I... I almost want to know if you could... could make it quick but I don't want that. I want to stay alive as long as I can. Savor every moment, especially now that I have such a beautiful woman in front of me."
Seryn licked him softly once more. "There... there is one thing, little one. There is... uhm... well... There is one thing that... That... uhm... we could... we could together... You would have to..."
A wet cough made her jump. Rye retched forward, holding his chest, tears running down his cheek. She took a deep, nervous breath, and said, "I might be able to save you. It's... an extreme method, but one that is in the legends of my people. I can give you a new life, imbue with you my strength. But first you must be reborn."
Weakly, painfully, Rye managed to lift his head and gaze up at the creature. "Whatever you can do, please."
"Th-there aren't... I can't guarantee that anything will happen. It... I'm a virgin and I've never done this and... I... you might end up worse than you are now... and..."
"Please, whatever it takes," he said quickly. Was it shameless, the way he cowered from Death's approaching grasp? Or was it brave to try anything he could for the chance of life, to raise an erected middle finger at the Reaper? At the moment, it didn't matter. His life may have been cold and miserable, but it was his life, his endless struggle that he would not give up for anything.
Seryn turned, as if to walk away, and Rye felt his heart plummet. Not only that she would deny him the secret to another life, but that he would be alone in these final moments. She turned until her tail end was facing him, and then lowered onto her belly, as she had before to get comfortable enough to sing. Carefully, she folded her wings above her, and rolled onto her back rather awkwardly. Lifting her four legs into the air, spreading her wings out to her side so she wouldn't tip over, and lowering her tail flat to the ground, she looked down the vast expanse of her underside and to Rye, who was gawking rather dumbly at the sight. "Y-You have to... uhm... You have to be reborn..."
In contrast to her pure white fur and feathers, her underside was covered in orange-brown scales. Breaking up the monotony of brown was a pink puckered hole that rested cutely just under her tail, and of course there was the slit of pink that ran over her groin, which faced him at the moment. Her blue eyes stared at him intently, unsure what he would do. She tried to read his face, but could only imagine he felt disgust and horror at what she had offered, even if she did just want to help. She was just bringing her wings in and lifting her tail, preparing to roll over onto her front, when she noticed him push off the tree. So weak, he couldn't even stand, and instead he crawled on all fours towards the white creature that was just before him. She stared at him, using her forepaws to push against the ground, and crunching her stomach so she could just see past her groin and look down at the little human that was approaching her. The lump of her belly and hips obscured her vision, however, as he grew closer and closer, and soon she could only see his back end and feet.
She couldn't see him, and so she was taken by surprise when she felt a sudden touch against her warm, pink lips. Just one finger, gently stroking them, curious about them. His fingers were cold, and kept making her wiggle and jump, but she lay back flat and used her wings to keep her from falling. He fingered her, poked her, stroked up and down and then pressed his whole hand inside. She was absolutely massive compared to him, but he was still puzzled how he could possibly fit inside her like this. Lifting to his knees, he held both hands tightly together and slipped them inside her warm nethers. Then, with what strength he had, he spread his arms and gently eased the two tight lips apart. Seryn helped how she could; stretching her rear legs apart to open herself to him. She was relieved when Rye eased her lips closed and allowed her a moment to rest, though the only reason he did was because he felt a wheeze building up inside him. He stained her thighs with crimson before he sat back, and just stared at the warm, inviting lips that were quivering before him.
"Are you OK?" he asked. "I mean, if I die, I'm already dead. But would you be..."
Seryn shifted nervously on her back. "I... If... If there is something I can do, then I would do anything. I don't want to see someone die, especially if I can save them. Please... it's alright."
Once more, Rye looked forward, to the appealing curve of her nethers, the soft pink a stark contrast to the dark of her underbelly. She warm, and despite the heat of the day, there was a shiver in the pit of his stomach. Her vagina was so inviting and warm, so sweet and tender and when he pressed his face against her lips, he felt the warmth wash over him. Pulling his head away so he could breathe, he once more touched her gently with both hands. Then, calling on whatever strength his withered body could muster, he began to push her lips apart.
Seryn's hiss soon succumb to a purr, and she wiggled side to side before she finally settled down. She spread her rear legs as wide apart as she could and braced herself, sucking in a deep breath as she felt Rye hold her lips open and press his face forward once more. It was a tight squeeze against her inner walls, and felt oddly pleasant. She tried to control herself, as she began to purr, and his cheeks gently brushed against her insides. There was a delightful bit of friction from his short beard and stubble, how it brushed against her inner walls, made her squeeze which only made it feel better. Naughtily she closed her legs, just slightly, but enough that she could feel the bulk of his skull before she spread her legs again to let him in deeper.
As careful as he could, he slipped his hand into the warm cavern that was squeezing his head. He used his elbows to widen her, although she was still remarkably tight, and it was only with several wiggles and squirms that he managed to slip his arm all the way into her. Fingers spread, he groped and grasped, as if hoping to find something that might help him pull himself inside. Instead, there was only the smooth, gripping walls of her hungry tunnel, otherwise, there was nothing. Just an empty void that called to him. Squirming and struggling, he slowly slipped deeper. One hand was outside of her, pushing against the ground. The other was inside, stretched out, blindly pawing in the darkness.
Seryn hadn't been lying when she said she was a virgin. Not even a hesitant tongue had ever stretched down between her legs, which meant the significant bulk of the man inside her was the first she had ever felt. To say it left her breathless would be an understatement, and it was good she was on her back, because how her legs were quaking she would never have been able to stay up through this. She felt his stretched hand push and stroke her inner walls, and suddenly her whole body clenched, dragging him inside. She panicked, worried that he might have been hurt, but he didn't seem to be struggling at all. Was that good or bad?
It was good, in fact. Rather than clenched to death, Rye took a moment to simply enjoy the warm embrace. It was cramped, but having spent so many years in the open streets or woods, there was something deeply pleasurable about being squeezed so tight, embraced on every side by a touch of warmth. He was up to his hips now, and carefully pulled his other hand inside her. Using what strength he had in his upper body, he used his elbows to push the tight walls apart, and kicked his feet weakly to try and crawl inside. His toes scraped against the grass, his nails bending back as he struggled and kicked, so desperate to crawl inside the warmth.
Seryn opened her mouth to say something, to ask if Rye was alright, but all that came out of her lips was a long, drawn out purr. She had always wondered what it would feel like to have a mate explore down there, but Rye was far larger than any male's penis. And the way he wiggled and squirmed, the way he elbowed and kneed his way farther and deeper, pushing and pounding against her walls. The deeper he went, the stronger his struggles, as if he was already receiving the benefits of her womb. She looked at her belly, feeling how deep he was, and then feeling as his foot touched down inside her.
Her beak slowly closed. The bulk moved farther inside her, and eventually it was completely dark for the man. But Rye knew which way was forward, and no matter how tight it became, he pressed on, soon reduced to slithering forward on his belly. His hand was already ahead of him, feeling the way through the moist walls, and finally his hand brushed through open air. The thought of Seryn's womb gave him hope, and with renewed vigor he began to squirm and struggle, wiggling furiously until his arm and head had broken through the tight walls and were now in the open space of her empty womb. He didn't ponder how he could breath. The air was thick and heavy, but existed, and he began to squirm and fight to bring his other arm inside her.
Seryn was struggling to remain on her back, afraid that if she rolled over Rye might somehow be hurt. She did not like being on her back though, finding it uncomfortable, but what made it near impossible was how the little one inside her kicked and squirmed and fidgeted and wiggled, sending waves of lightning through her. She kept roaring and growling, or whimpering and purring, barely able to keep still. Finally, when the bubbling bliss was too much, she rolled onto her back and lifted her tail, dreaming that a male Flammie would come over and push Rye the rest of the way in.
Rye was making it on his own though, and once both arms were inside her womb, he placed them down at the rim of her entrance. With all his might, he pushed, and slid his lower body inside, landing with a loud splash on the warm, pulsating floor of the Flammie's insides. It was so warm in here, and the subtle noise of heartbeats, flowing blood, and the distant purrs were all lulling him to a rest. He stroked the wall around him, and pulled his legs close to his chest, relaxing with his eyes closed. He felt stronger now, and the scratch in his throat that made him cough and wheeze had all but disappeared. "Thank you," he said softly, though he was not sure that Seryn could hear him.
Seryn softly rubbed her hips, feeling the squirming body in her womb. "Hush, little one," she whispered. "Sleep..."
XXX
Rye had never felt a sleep so peaceful. He could have been dead, deep within the pulsating womb of the Flammie. For her part, Seryn did not move much. She slowly and carefully curled into a little ball, mimicking how Rye was sleeping inside her. Sometimes, throughout the night, she rubbed her belly idly, feeling the bulge of the little human inside her, just to assure her he was still there. She was pleasantly full in a way she had never known, and several times she was gripped with an erotic shiver.
When the sun was up and she felt fully rested, she yawned and slowly got to her feet. In doing so, the body within her shifted and slammed against her walls, making her whine several times, and also rousing Rye from his sleep. He gently pushed against her walls to let her know he was awake, and then tenderly stroked her inside womb.
"H-how are you feeling? Uhm... p-push once for better... t-twice for... no?"
She went stock still, waiting for some sort of sign, and then felt a firm push against her wall. She waited several minutes, breathless, dreading a second push, but it never came. She gave a deep sigh of relief. "Uhm... You should probably get out."
She felt several pushes within her, and giggled slightly. Lifting her tail, and spreading her rear legs wide apart, she lowered her upper body to the ground and waited. "Come on, Rye. You can... uhm... w-well, you can climb back in t-tonight, if you want I mean."
She waited, breathing steady, and soon felt the little body shifting within her, approaching her rear. It was easier than she thought. Climbing into her had been long and left her breathless, but it felt more natural for him to move out. No doubt she was looser, having just done this last night, but it also felt more natural. Her body reacted to pressing him out with pleasurable wave after wave that crashed over her. And of course, Rye was stronger now. He could easier press her walls apart and wiggle, using his new found strength. His hands slipped out of her lower lips, prying them apart with his elbows, and slide himself out. He landed comically on his back, looking up, straight at the quivering lips of Seryn's vagina.
Seryn turned carefully, not wanting to accidentally squish Rye's head under one of her large paws. She turned around in a tight circle, and when she was facing Rye again, she leaned her head down and softly licked his face. He was absolutely saturated in her juices, but it added a pleasant flavor to his already delicious skin, and he didn't seem to mind the tongue bath. When his face was clean, she stepped forward and attempted to clean his chest, but found his tunic clinging to his skin in the way. "I'm sorry," she said lowly. "I didn't realize you were wearing clothes. Now they're ruined."
"It's alright. I wouldn't have had the strength to remove them anyway, but now I feel like I can wrestle a bull!" Truth be told, he didn't even feel as if he needed the clothing anymore. He had somehow internalized the heat that had bathed him when he was inside her womb. Without really thinking, he peeled his shirt off his chest and threw it away. His pants followed, and nude he stood before her, though was more interested in himself. "I feel... I feel stronger. And it doesn't hurt anymore." Rye's once stringy build had put on muscle and fat. His rail thin arms and legs were now toned and chiseled, and just to savor the strength that was now pumping through his legs, he did several squats, and then push-ups. Before, a peering eye could count every rib poking angrily out of his chest. His stomach was so thin, his spine was practically visible. But now he looked better, fuller and healthier. He looked to Seryn, who looked down when their eyes met and backed away nervously, until Rye walked forward and wrapped his arms around her neck. He hugged her tight, resting his face in her neck and sighing. "Thank you so much, Seryn. By the gods, thank you."
Seryn nervously lifted one of her paws and placed it on his back. Gently, she pressed him forward, into her warm dark orange belly, squeezing him carefully. She was indescribably soft. Without really thinking, Rye found himself grinding gently against her, wiggling and rubbing his now bare front against her, humping softly. She started to giggle softly when she felt an odd poking in her belly.
She smiled, and stroked his back. He rested his head against her neck, listening to the purr that vibrated through his throat, and closing his eyes he just relaxed. "Rye," she asked softly. "Would you please... could you maybe lay on your back for me? I... I have an idea... I want to try something."
Rye carefully backed away, just now noticing the rock hard erection that was poking out from between his legs. He didn't feel shameful, to be honest. He had given up such civilized concepts after so many years on the street. The only reason he ever wore clothes was to avoid the authorities or ward off the cold. There were no authorities out here, and he felt so warm...
He sat down carefully, and then lay on his back, propping himself up on his elbows so he could watch what Seryn had in mind. His erection was aimed toward to the sky, rigid and straight, jutting forward from his hips.
Seryn stared a long time, as if unsure of what came next. Without realizing, she had licked her lips, and slowly approached, taking each step with care. She settled onto her belly once more, now resting between Rye's long legs, as she lowered her mouth down slowly, and gave his erection an experimental lick.
He tasted of bitter musk. Perhaps his clothing had absorbed most of her juices, because she could not taste herself on him. There was only the savory flavor of human male. She licked her lips again, and then gave him another lick, this time taking the time to brush over his thighs, his testicles, up the flopping organ's underside and then down the top, savoring each bead of seed or sweat that clung to his skin. Rye wiggled and squirmed, starting to pant softly as the massive tongue continued to move up and down over his erection, which was now full and painfully erect. He wiggled and dug at the ground, shifting nervously and kicking as the slow, steady licks continued one at a time. A trickle of white spilled out of the shaft's tip, but was quickly licked up by the Flammie, who leaned back and took the time to savor all she had gathered in her mouth.
Rye was hoping that she would continue licking, but instead she scooted closer, before slowly lowering herself down. Rye felt the oddness of being smothered under her leathery skin. Despite that, her underside was as warm as her fur or womb, and he hardly minded having a large, living blanket resting over him, even if he was no longer plagued by cold. And the way Seryn wiggled and grinded, Rye assumed she wanted something else. At last she propped herself on her elbows, and lifted her head and neck, revealing that his aching shaft was now resting between Seryn's cute, perky breasts.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Rye asked, trying to wiggle to escape, but the weight of the Flammie on his legs was keeping him from moving much at all. And once Seryn took firm hold of her breasts, and pushed them together, squeezing the erection mercilessly between them, Rye found he didn't want to move back.
He still wiggled and shook, but that was from the intense pleasure that was rippling through him, as the smooth leathery skin squeezed and brushed against his shaft. Despite the appearance of leather, Seryn's underbelly was as smooth as silk, and yet there was just the right amount of friction against his shaft to cause a steady stream of white cream to ooze out of the slit. The sticky cream that oozed out splashed upon the cavern of her breasts, making his wiggles and thrusts that much more delightful.
He tilted his head back, arching his back and lifting off the ground as he humped suddenly. Seryn squeezed her breasts tight, so tight that Rye's erection began to turn purple from the lack of blood flow. The trickle of white cream ceased as well, from how tight Seryn was squeezing it between her two gorgeous mounds. Rye wiggled and squirmed, panting louder and louder, eyes clenched shut, jaw going tight. He began to heave and breath hard, clawing at the ground as the pressure continued to build inside his penis, his testicles gradually swelling from the pent up load.
Seryn released her breasts, and an explosion of white cream shot forward, out of the shaft. Rye humped hard into the air, thrusting himself against the yielding flesh of the two grand boobs. His white cream shot so far, it splashed onto his jaw and face, coating him in his own cream. He gasped, and humped again, another spurt shooting out and hitting him square in the face. He sucked in a breath, and then released harder, another spurt ripping out of his body and splashing onto both himself and the boobs that so efficiently embraced him.
Rye was still spurting when he finally relaxed and lay down, eyes feeling heavy. His erection soon stopped it's shots, but continued to dribble a steady stream of cream out of him, forming a pool on his belly. His erection was still hard, he could feel the heavy weight and heat resting on his hips. It had been years since he last pleasured himself, and his body was already eager for more of the same. Seryn dipped her head and softly licked the coating of seed off Rye's face, making him chuckle.
When his face was clean, he blinked and looked up, to see a very pleading look across Seryn's face. Her lip was quivering, her eyes were half closed, and it looked as if she was going to cry. Rye reached up and softly stroked her cheek. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs, displaying the quivering lips of her vagina. "P-please..." she whimpered.
Rye crawled forward slowly, on all fours, slinking like a prowling animal. He placed his little hands on her hips as he climbed, slowly, gently taking each step until he was on all fours on her underside. He stroked her gently, and then took grip of her large, shapely breasts. They were sticky from the white cream that had spurted all of them, and just the right size for him to hold tight and brace himself for what was to come next. He slide backwards, resting his front against her so his still dribbling penis left a trail down her stomach, until he finally came to rest just before her warm, flesh lips.
He had crawled inside these same lips, so his erection slipped into her with little trouble. Hoping to sate her desires, however, he continued to press and wiggle, working himself back and forth slowly, and with each thrust he wiggled his hips until they were pressed inside her gripping muscles, the warmth now embracing his lower body on all sides. Gods, she was massive, and yet she was purring and whimpering like an eager kitten. He rested against her, hugging her around her plump belly as best he could. Her ample breasts came to rest on his crown, and lifting his head he could just lick at the scaly bulge.
Seryn placed a paw on his back, pressing him gently into her wonderful belly warmth. She wheezed and gasped for air, wiggling her hips and sometimes pushing herself upwards, desperate for the warmth inside her. Even if he was small, far from the size of a proper mate, it felt amazing. She had never done this before, and even the night before, she had not enjoyed the man sized bulk in this way. Now, she could tilt her head back, drooling, whining and begging for her sweet, handsome man to thrust inside her.
His thrusts suddenly grew more intense, more fevered. He gripped her tighter, hugging around her wide chest, and dug his toes into the ground. He rammed himself forward, the entirety of his hips slipping into the warm, gripping muscles. His upper thighs and lower belly were embraced by the warmth, and his upper torso was rubbing against her warm, scaly belly. He leaned his head up and softly kissed at the plump boobs that eclipsed his vision, and thrust himself forward one more time.
He felt a squirt of white wash out of him, making his body feel like it was burning up. Seryn tilted her head back and roared suddenly, her body shaking and her wings flapping as if she wanted to escape. She kept Rye closely pressed to her though, pressing him harder and harder into her belly and his hips harder into her groin, as if she desired to stuff him back into her womb. He wouldn't mind. He continued spurting, shooting splashes of white cream out of his long rod of flesh and into her, as her warm juice flooded out of her lips to meet him. The flood of cream washed over his groin and legs, making him so warm he could just close his eyes and go to sleep, if not for his desire to continue humping and grinding himself inside his lover.
When his dribbles finally slowed to a stop, he lay his head down and rested against her inflating belly. He fell to his knees, sliding down the warm leather, and when he stopped he began to softly kiss her warm, wet lips and the inside of her thighs.
Seryn simply lay there, feeling weak and exhausted, shaking slightly. The glorious afterglow when one loses their virginity, the tickling sensation that can only be had once... she lay there, savoring every tingle over her body. She didn't even notice as Rye got to his feet, and walked around to her. Lowering to his knees, he took her heavy head in his arms, and softly kissed her on the muzzle. She rested her head in his arms, eyes closed, just feeling him as he stroked over her and softly kissed her nose and lips. "I love you so much," he whispered, before setting his head down, and quietly walking off to let her rest in peace.
For a long time, she didn't move. She just lay there, breathing slowly. The tickles of afterglow refused to leave her, not that she minded in the slightest. To remain in this blissful state for all eternity, with her little human to keep her company...
She sat up, suddenly realized he was no longer there. On her feet in an instant, she lowered her head to the grass and began to sniff, searching for the scent that she had come to adore over the night. She sniffed the ground, and then the air, and suddenly noticing it on the shifting winds, she took off in that direction as fast as she could (which was pretty damn fast.)
And yet, for all her speed and desperation, she arrived too late.
A distance away, she noticed a bundle of black fur, and moving closer, she scented a male Flammie. His back was to her at the time, and despite her desperate search for Rye, she slowed down as she approached the male, her shyness returning in an instant. The male Flammie did not seem to notice her at first. He was making lewd gasps and snarls, drooling quite profusely, whining loudly. Walking around to the male's front, Seryn suppressed a yelp when she found the male's enormous penis laying on the ground before him, and the second half of a human's torso sticking out of the hungry slit. In the middle of the massive column of flesh that was the male's penis she could see a sizable bulge, the human's front half no doubt. His legs were kicking furiously, somehow trying to escape from the fleshy prison he was presently trapped inside.
"H-hello," Seryn whimpered. The male Flammie, whose eyes were closed and his head down, whined suddenly, and clenching his genitals, he slurped the kicking human in a few more precious inches.
"H-hell... Hello," Seryn said, slightly louder, and the male Flammie's eyes opened slowly, looking to her passively. His fur and feathers were a deep obsidian, to contrast Seryn's white. His eyes were crimson, like twin rubies that burned as they stared at her, making her sweat and feel nervous, and embarrassed about the scent of her womanhood that was radiating out of rear lips. Another vulgar slurp, and the human's torso had disappeared fully into the dribbling slit. Only his legs remained, but by how weakly they were kicking, it was clear he was running out of air.
"Busy right now," the male Flammie said passively. "But if you give me a few more minutes, I can finish off with you. This humans a nice appetizer, but I would like a proper mate as the main course."
"Th... that..." She took a few steps back and lowered her head. "Th-that's my... human. H-his name is R-rye."
A drawn out slurp made her whimper and shiver, and now up to his knees, Rye's feet no longer squirmed, his legs no longer kicked.
"He's mine now," the male said, with a shrug, and then shivered as he felt the human's head pass into his scrotum. "Sorry."
"B-but..." Seryn began to whimper and gasp. The male clenched his jaw tight, as he sucked in a deep breath, and dragged the human's feet past his tip. Seryn, with tears in her eyes, watched as the bulge of Rye slipped through the pulsating flesh tunnel of the male's penis. The bulge slowly but surely made its way through the column, eventually disappearing into the male's scrotum, which had expanded several times its size to accommodate a full grown man. Seryn could see twitches and wiggles and pushes from within, but those were quickly dying down.
"I... I want him back!" Seryn said screamed.
The black male rolled onto his front. He sat on his rear and pushed his front up with his forelegs, his still engorged shaft and swollen testicles pushed out in front of him in a rude display. "There's nothing to give back, darling. I can already feel it; his little body is getting broken down, changed into my seed. Oh... gods it feels amazing."
"B-but... but... he's... he's my mate!"
The black male sighed and panted, wiggling his hips slightly and looking to her. "I'm sorry," he said, with a touch of sincerity in his voice. "I didn't know. He smelled of...AH!... He smelled of a woman's love and... I got a little carried away. I can feel him, transforming, becoming my seed but... but there is one thing we can do," he said quickly, before she burst into tears. "He's changing, transforming into seed, becoming a part of me. And... he can become a part of you. I can smell the heat bubbling inside you."
He walked over, which was awkward to do given the massive weight in his testicles, but he managed, and softly licked over her face in an affectionate manner. "I'm Mana, by the way."
"S-seryn..."
Mana smiled softly. "Well Seryn, I have to say, you are the most beautiful Flammie I have ever laid eyes upon."
"T-thank you..."
"He's almost done now. He's almost finished changing." He nuzzled her, licked her very gently. "Would you like to?"
"I... I w-..."
Slowly, Mana walked around her, coming to stand behind. She folded her wings neatly and looked back, as he leaned forward and softly nuzzled her rump cheek. She was gasping in an instant, breathing quickly and wiggling and whimpering, as she felt the cold, wet nose and muzzle slowly slip between her cheeks and nuzzle against her puckered hole. A gentle, tender lick touched over furless crack almost made her collapse forward from a mixture of nervousness... and the tender pleasure that was touching over her sensitive vent.
She felt the weight of Mana's forepaws as he climbed onto her, slowly, gently. She braced her legs, trying to remain strong, and remain calm despite the breath that was ripping through her breasts. Mana continued to walk, eventually coming to rest with his forepaws just beneath her shoulder blades. Then, pushing his hips forward gently, he touched his eager erection to her furry rump cheeks. Devouring the human had aroused him, as it always had. Hundreds, if not thousands of creatures had met their fate, stuffed into his slit head first and left to wiggle all the way down, finally coming to rest in the prison of his scrotum. It left a burning desire in his loins, and now, finally, he could sate the hunger, and release all the excess cream that was boiling inside his swollen scrotum.
Seryn gasped suddenly, when she felt the warm erection slide down between her cheeks, and soon come to rest against the flesh lips of her vagina. She looked back, flapping her wings, trying to escape in nervousness and fear, but she felt the push of his groin against her, felt the swollen head of the eager erection press into her lips and she went stock still, eyes almost bulging out of her head.
"Seryn, I know you're worried. I know you're scared. Just trust me, please. I'll be gentle."
Seryn looked back at him, meeting his crimson eyes with her baby blue. She nodded weakly, telling herself that this was all for Rye, so he could be reborn proper, though she could not deny she felt a tingling in the pit of her stomach, a desire to be truly mated by the stud that was standing behind her. She could feel the warmth of his girth radiating behind her, warming her tail hole and buttocks and cheeks, and especially the lips that were eagerly nibbling and squeezing on his engorged head.
Mana did not want to hurt Seryn, but the urge to release his seed into a mate was overwhelming. He whined as he pressed his dribbling lips up against her warm sex, and felt the engorged head, the thickest part of his shaft, slip inside the threshold of her vagina. Instantly, she clenched so tight, it felt like his erection's head was in a vice. But when the pressure eased and he could push his shaft in deeper, the sense of bliss and warmth that washed over both was worth any amount of pain.
His testicles were still churning their contents into seed, and with each drop converted, the urge to release became greater. When her muscles clenched hard and remained tight, he bided his time and simply enjoyed the pressure on his swollen glans. But when she loosened, even slightly, he shoved himself forward with the strength of a bull's charge, shoving his girth into her and making her skid over the ground before her nails found purchase in the soil. He wanted to be as deep as he could, he wanted to press so hard her lips were right against his hips, and not a drop of his precious seed would escape her womb.
Seryn could not believe what she was feeling. It was as if every experience in the past night had been building to this. All her fun and joy with Rye had only been the tantalizing lead up to this; being fucked so hard by a male of her own species. One simple thought ached in her breast: why did she wait this long to finally do something?
She lowered her upper half, and rooted herself to the spot, digging her claws into the ground and resting her head down. Every hump slammed against her, and tried to knock her forward, but she stayed strong, feeling the girth shove its way deeper and harder inside. Soon, his massive testicles were even swinging, like twin pendulums, slamming their way against her legs. She could feel the cascading seed hidden inside the thick scrotum. Each time it slammed against her, she imagined Rye, inside them, just waiting to be released into his new home of her womb, and she pressed her hips back harder, craving the sweet release and rush of...
It came as a surprise when he humped forward, and suddenly she felt a spray of cream wash inside her. It was a full spray; a steady stream of his seed squirted directly into her womb. Such an intense spray, that rather quickly her large womb was filled to the brink with warmth, and yet it continued to spray inside her. She did not want a drop to escape, and simply sucked in her breath, closing her eyes, allowing her body to take it all in. She felt herself starting to stretch and expand. She felt the walls of her womb widen as she was filled, and jammed her claws into the ground, holding herself steady less the pressure that was ramming into her send her skidding across the ground. Her hips lifted into the air higher, her tail swayed side to side, and she let out a roar that would be felt for miles around. In one great flock, the birds of the trees all took the sky, frightened.
Seryn's body slumped, held up still by the rock solid erection that had plowed inside her. Slowly, Mana began to lower, carefully unlocking his legs and relaxing down, on top of Seryn but not hurting her. His erection was still dribbling a steady stream of cream into her womb, he wanted to make sure that every drop of cream stayed inside her. Several times he even humped and ground to keep his erection full and thick, sealing the tight cavern of her vagina.
Very slowly, he pulled himself back. Her vagina sealed tight behind the girth, locking every drop of seed deep within her womb. She lay down slowly and relaxed on her side, panting, whining for more. Mana walked over and gently and nuzzled at her belly, which had already grown plump and fat with the child that was growing inside her.
"Will he...?"
"Soon. I can sense it. I can sense him growing, taking form, becoming one of us."
Seryn rested her head down, pawing at her belly affectionately. She dreamed of Rye, with her forever, and Mana with her forever too. She whined and purred, and for now lay down, Mana walking around and relaxing behind her. His paws reached forward and pulled her close. His wings expanded and rested over her, providing her with a feathery blanket. He rested with her, as the baby within her began to take form, growing into a reborn Flammie.
The story centers around a human and a fictional species called flammies which are dragons with fur from square enix's mana series. Most people are nostalgic for secret of mana while I played legend of mana growing up, that game was very interesting because it didn't have a central story and instead it had the main character kind of bumble in several one shot stories and several story arcs. I don't think I ever seen another game try that again.
I'm getting off topic; here is the story below, it kind starts off like like its going to be a unbirth/rebirth story but it does eventually turn into a cockvore rebirth story. Whoever wrote this thank you so much for this delightful story.
Today was the day Rye was going to die.
He knew it, but such knowledge didn't make the situation any easier to handle. It wasn't even like he had much to live for. Living on the street for years, a run in with the law that would have had his head left him with no choice but to flee into the forest, where he figured he could at least avoid an executioner's axe. How foolish he was to think he could survive in the forest. Winters in the city weren't pleasant, but the buildings kept the whistling winds at bay as long as one stayed within alleys. Dumpsters provided food to eat, and enough paper to burn to keep warm. The forest had none of that. Rye had tried hard to adapt and overcome and carve out a little squalor life to call his own, but cold nights and a lack of nutrition had left him with an aching in his chest that wouldn't go away. When he coughed, his fingers were painted crimson, and a few days later he could no longer walk, and had settled down next to a lake that might make for a peaceful final resting place. As if to commemorate the occasion, nature had decided to warm the winds and let the sun out from behind the clouds for the first time in weeks. It was nice. Not that he wanted to die, but, things could have been worse. He closed his eyes passively, a tear running down his cheek, as his entire body was racked by a series of coughs that left his chest aching.
Weakly tilting his head up, eyes barely open, his vision of the blue lake was suddenly only white. He blinked, slightly confused by such a sight, until the whiteness before him shifted and he instead found himself looking into a blue eye that was nearly the size of his whole head. The white Flammie backed away, blinking twice, and then leaned its head forward, sniffing gently at the human who suddenly coughed. The Flammie looked down to his bare hand, seeing the crimson on his fingers, and if it was possible for such a creature to frown, it did just then.
"Is there anything I can do?"
Rye looked to the white Flammie, confused at the smooth, soothing voice that had come out of its beak. Such a calm, beautiful voice; like a breeze of wind blowing through a chime. The voice twinkled, if a voice could. It wasn't a real voice, just as it wasn't a real Flammie. Rye assumed he was running a fever and delusional and any moment now he would pass away and that would be that. But the tongue that brushed over his face was warm and inviting, and a rare smile crossed his lips.
"I can smell the death on you," the Flammie said. "Please, is there anything I can do?"
Rye weakly reached a hand forward to the Flammie, and stroked her long muzzle. She was so warm, and soft, and somehow Rye wondered if the Flammie's presence had caused nature to give him this beautiful day. "I'm Rye," he said weakly.
"Seryn," the Flammie said softly, and her warm, slightly wet tongue brushed over Rye's face once more. "I... I can sing, perhaps. I can sing a song that might ease your pain. If you would like... only if you would like. I would never, I would understand if you didn't want to but it might help you."
Rye chuckled softly. In two bites, the creature could devour his thin and withered body, and yet her voice quivered like that of a baby kitten. Rye stroked her cheek like a kitten's, and was rewarded with a soft purr. "I would love to hear your song," he said gently. Even if this was just a delusion, he was happy for the company. It was better than dying alone.
Seryn backed away several feet, and then moved forward, and then back, trying to decide what was the very best distance to stand from the human. She could smell his life fading, though. She could sense his soul gripping tight to the flesh shell, not yet ready to pass but being dragged by unseen forces. She lowered her rear to the ground, and then her chest, folding her legs neatly beneath her and spread her wings out to her sides, shielding Rye from the sun and the wind. Sucking in a deep breath, filling her lungs, she began to sing.
Not sing like a human might, she was simply making sounds: purrs, growls, gentle whispers that didn't signify words. But still she sang, easing every hum and murmur, shaping her beak and using her tongue to form the sounds that eased their way between her lips. Rye could feel the fever burning his scalp and making him sweat, but he imagined he could see the song notes slipping out of her throat and floating towards him, embracing him gently before they dissipated with the winds.
Rye suddenly reached forward, and spat a wad of phlegm and blood into his lap. Another wheeze and hack, and he turned to his side to vomit a stream of goo and red onto the grass. When he could finally stop, he rolled onto his side and began to crawl away, soon finding a clean tree to lean against. Seryn had followed his crawl, and lay down in front of him, staring at him. "How do you feel?" she asked.
Rye sighed. "I'm dying, Seryn. I can feel it, creeping into my chest, making my lungs heavy and hard to breath. I... I almost want to know if you could... could make it quick but I don't want that. I want to stay alive as long as I can. Savor every moment, especially now that I have such a beautiful woman in front of me."
Seryn licked him softly once more. "There... there is one thing, little one. There is... uhm... well... There is one thing that... That... uhm... we could... we could together... You would have to..."
A wet cough made her jump. Rye retched forward, holding his chest, tears running down his cheek. She took a deep, nervous breath, and said, "I might be able to save you. It's... an extreme method, but one that is in the legends of my people. I can give you a new life, imbue with you my strength. But first you must be reborn."
Weakly, painfully, Rye managed to lift his head and gaze up at the creature. "Whatever you can do, please."
"Th-there aren't... I can't guarantee that anything will happen. It... I'm a virgin and I've never done this and... I... you might end up worse than you are now... and..."
"Please, whatever it takes," he said quickly. Was it shameless, the way he cowered from Death's approaching grasp? Or was it brave to try anything he could for the chance of life, to raise an erected middle finger at the Reaper? At the moment, it didn't matter. His life may have been cold and miserable, but it was his life, his endless struggle that he would not give up for anything.
Seryn turned, as if to walk away, and Rye felt his heart plummet. Not only that she would deny him the secret to another life, but that he would be alone in these final moments. She turned until her tail end was facing him, and then lowered onto her belly, as she had before to get comfortable enough to sing. Carefully, she folded her wings above her, and rolled onto her back rather awkwardly. Lifting her four legs into the air, spreading her wings out to her side so she wouldn't tip over, and lowering her tail flat to the ground, she looked down the vast expanse of her underside and to Rye, who was gawking rather dumbly at the sight. "Y-You have to... uhm... You have to be reborn..."
In contrast to her pure white fur and feathers, her underside was covered in orange-brown scales. Breaking up the monotony of brown was a pink puckered hole that rested cutely just under her tail, and of course there was the slit of pink that ran over her groin, which faced him at the moment. Her blue eyes stared at him intently, unsure what he would do. She tried to read his face, but could only imagine he felt disgust and horror at what she had offered, even if she did just want to help. She was just bringing her wings in and lifting her tail, preparing to roll over onto her front, when she noticed him push off the tree. So weak, he couldn't even stand, and instead he crawled on all fours towards the white creature that was just before him. She stared at him, using her forepaws to push against the ground, and crunching her stomach so she could just see past her groin and look down at the little human that was approaching her. The lump of her belly and hips obscured her vision, however, as he grew closer and closer, and soon she could only see his back end and feet.
She couldn't see him, and so she was taken by surprise when she felt a sudden touch against her warm, pink lips. Just one finger, gently stroking them, curious about them. His fingers were cold, and kept making her wiggle and jump, but she lay back flat and used her wings to keep her from falling. He fingered her, poked her, stroked up and down and then pressed his whole hand inside. She was absolutely massive compared to him, but he was still puzzled how he could possibly fit inside her like this. Lifting to his knees, he held both hands tightly together and slipped them inside her warm nethers. Then, with what strength he had, he spread his arms and gently eased the two tight lips apart. Seryn helped how she could; stretching her rear legs apart to open herself to him. She was relieved when Rye eased her lips closed and allowed her a moment to rest, though the only reason he did was because he felt a wheeze building up inside him. He stained her thighs with crimson before he sat back, and just stared at the warm, inviting lips that were quivering before him.
"Are you OK?" he asked. "I mean, if I die, I'm already dead. But would you be..."
Seryn shifted nervously on her back. "I... If... If there is something I can do, then I would do anything. I don't want to see someone die, especially if I can save them. Please... it's alright."
Once more, Rye looked forward, to the appealing curve of her nethers, the soft pink a stark contrast to the dark of her underbelly. She warm, and despite the heat of the day, there was a shiver in the pit of his stomach. Her vagina was so inviting and warm, so sweet and tender and when he pressed his face against her lips, he felt the warmth wash over him. Pulling his head away so he could breathe, he once more touched her gently with both hands. Then, calling on whatever strength his withered body could muster, he began to push her lips apart.
Seryn's hiss soon succumb to a purr, and she wiggled side to side before she finally settled down. She spread her rear legs as wide apart as she could and braced herself, sucking in a deep breath as she felt Rye hold her lips open and press his face forward once more. It was a tight squeeze against her inner walls, and felt oddly pleasant. She tried to control herself, as she began to purr, and his cheeks gently brushed against her insides. There was a delightful bit of friction from his short beard and stubble, how it brushed against her inner walls, made her squeeze which only made it feel better. Naughtily she closed her legs, just slightly, but enough that she could feel the bulk of his skull before she spread her legs again to let him in deeper.
As careful as he could, he slipped his hand into the warm cavern that was squeezing his head. He used his elbows to widen her, although she was still remarkably tight, and it was only with several wiggles and squirms that he managed to slip his arm all the way into her. Fingers spread, he groped and grasped, as if hoping to find something that might help him pull himself inside. Instead, there was only the smooth, gripping walls of her hungry tunnel, otherwise, there was nothing. Just an empty void that called to him. Squirming and struggling, he slowly slipped deeper. One hand was outside of her, pushing against the ground. The other was inside, stretched out, blindly pawing in the darkness.
Seryn hadn't been lying when she said she was a virgin. Not even a hesitant tongue had ever stretched down between her legs, which meant the significant bulk of the man inside her was the first she had ever felt. To say it left her breathless would be an understatement, and it was good she was on her back, because how her legs were quaking she would never have been able to stay up through this. She felt his stretched hand push and stroke her inner walls, and suddenly her whole body clenched, dragging him inside. She panicked, worried that he might have been hurt, but he didn't seem to be struggling at all. Was that good or bad?
It was good, in fact. Rather than clenched to death, Rye took a moment to simply enjoy the warm embrace. It was cramped, but having spent so many years in the open streets or woods, there was something deeply pleasurable about being squeezed so tight, embraced on every side by a touch of warmth. He was up to his hips now, and carefully pulled his other hand inside her. Using what strength he had in his upper body, he used his elbows to push the tight walls apart, and kicked his feet weakly to try and crawl inside. His toes scraped against the grass, his nails bending back as he struggled and kicked, so desperate to crawl inside the warmth.
Seryn opened her mouth to say something, to ask if Rye was alright, but all that came out of her lips was a long, drawn out purr. She had always wondered what it would feel like to have a mate explore down there, but Rye was far larger than any male's penis. And the way he wiggled and squirmed, the way he elbowed and kneed his way farther and deeper, pushing and pounding against her walls. The deeper he went, the stronger his struggles, as if he was already receiving the benefits of her womb. She looked at her belly, feeling how deep he was, and then feeling as his foot touched down inside her.
Her beak slowly closed. The bulk moved farther inside her, and eventually it was completely dark for the man. But Rye knew which way was forward, and no matter how tight it became, he pressed on, soon reduced to slithering forward on his belly. His hand was already ahead of him, feeling the way through the moist walls, and finally his hand brushed through open air. The thought of Seryn's womb gave him hope, and with renewed vigor he began to squirm and struggle, wiggling furiously until his arm and head had broken through the tight walls and were now in the open space of her empty womb. He didn't ponder how he could breath. The air was thick and heavy, but existed, and he began to squirm and fight to bring his other arm inside her.
Seryn was struggling to remain on her back, afraid that if she rolled over Rye might somehow be hurt. She did not like being on her back though, finding it uncomfortable, but what made it near impossible was how the little one inside her kicked and squirmed and fidgeted and wiggled, sending waves of lightning through her. She kept roaring and growling, or whimpering and purring, barely able to keep still. Finally, when the bubbling bliss was too much, she rolled onto her back and lifted her tail, dreaming that a male Flammie would come over and push Rye the rest of the way in.
Rye was making it on his own though, and once both arms were inside her womb, he placed them down at the rim of her entrance. With all his might, he pushed, and slid his lower body inside, landing with a loud splash on the warm, pulsating floor of the Flammie's insides. It was so warm in here, and the subtle noise of heartbeats, flowing blood, and the distant purrs were all lulling him to a rest. He stroked the wall around him, and pulled his legs close to his chest, relaxing with his eyes closed. He felt stronger now, and the scratch in his throat that made him cough and wheeze had all but disappeared. "Thank you," he said softly, though he was not sure that Seryn could hear him.
Seryn softly rubbed her hips, feeling the squirming body in her womb. "Hush, little one," she whispered. "Sleep..."
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Rye had never felt a sleep so peaceful. He could have been dead, deep within the pulsating womb of the Flammie. For her part, Seryn did not move much. She slowly and carefully curled into a little ball, mimicking how Rye was sleeping inside her. Sometimes, throughout the night, she rubbed her belly idly, feeling the bulge of the little human inside her, just to assure her he was still there. She was pleasantly full in a way she had never known, and several times she was gripped with an erotic shiver.
When the sun was up and she felt fully rested, she yawned and slowly got to her feet. In doing so, the body within her shifted and slammed against her walls, making her whine several times, and also rousing Rye from his sleep. He gently pushed against her walls to let her know he was awake, and then tenderly stroked her inside womb.
"H-how are you feeling? Uhm... p-push once for better... t-twice for... no?"
She went stock still, waiting for some sort of sign, and then felt a firm push against her wall. She waited several minutes, breathless, dreading a second push, but it never came. She gave a deep sigh of relief. "Uhm... You should probably get out."
She felt several pushes within her, and giggled slightly. Lifting her tail, and spreading her rear legs wide apart, she lowered her upper body to the ground and waited. "Come on, Rye. You can... uhm... w-well, you can climb back in t-tonight, if you want I mean."
She waited, breathing steady, and soon felt the little body shifting within her, approaching her rear. It was easier than she thought. Climbing into her had been long and left her breathless, but it felt more natural for him to move out. No doubt she was looser, having just done this last night, but it also felt more natural. Her body reacted to pressing him out with pleasurable wave after wave that crashed over her. And of course, Rye was stronger now. He could easier press her walls apart and wiggle, using his new found strength. His hands slipped out of her lower lips, prying them apart with his elbows, and slide himself out. He landed comically on his back, looking up, straight at the quivering lips of Seryn's vagina.
Seryn turned carefully, not wanting to accidentally squish Rye's head under one of her large paws. She turned around in a tight circle, and when she was facing Rye again, she leaned her head down and softly licked his face. He was absolutely saturated in her juices, but it added a pleasant flavor to his already delicious skin, and he didn't seem to mind the tongue bath. When his face was clean, she stepped forward and attempted to clean his chest, but found his tunic clinging to his skin in the way. "I'm sorry," she said lowly. "I didn't realize you were wearing clothes. Now they're ruined."
"It's alright. I wouldn't have had the strength to remove them anyway, but now I feel like I can wrestle a bull!" Truth be told, he didn't even feel as if he needed the clothing anymore. He had somehow internalized the heat that had bathed him when he was inside her womb. Without really thinking, he peeled his shirt off his chest and threw it away. His pants followed, and nude he stood before her, though was more interested in himself. "I feel... I feel stronger. And it doesn't hurt anymore." Rye's once stringy build had put on muscle and fat. His rail thin arms and legs were now toned and chiseled, and just to savor the strength that was now pumping through his legs, he did several squats, and then push-ups. Before, a peering eye could count every rib poking angrily out of his chest. His stomach was so thin, his spine was practically visible. But now he looked better, fuller and healthier. He looked to Seryn, who looked down when their eyes met and backed away nervously, until Rye walked forward and wrapped his arms around her neck. He hugged her tight, resting his face in her neck and sighing. "Thank you so much, Seryn. By the gods, thank you."
Seryn nervously lifted one of her paws and placed it on his back. Gently, she pressed him forward, into her warm dark orange belly, squeezing him carefully. She was indescribably soft. Without really thinking, Rye found himself grinding gently against her, wiggling and rubbing his now bare front against her, humping softly. She started to giggle softly when she felt an odd poking in her belly.
She smiled, and stroked his back. He rested his head against her neck, listening to the purr that vibrated through his throat, and closing his eyes he just relaxed. "Rye," she asked softly. "Would you please... could you maybe lay on your back for me? I... I have an idea... I want to try something."
Rye carefully backed away, just now noticing the rock hard erection that was poking out from between his legs. He didn't feel shameful, to be honest. He had given up such civilized concepts after so many years on the street. The only reason he ever wore clothes was to avoid the authorities or ward off the cold. There were no authorities out here, and he felt so warm...
He sat down carefully, and then lay on his back, propping himself up on his elbows so he could watch what Seryn had in mind. His erection was aimed toward to the sky, rigid and straight, jutting forward from his hips.
Seryn stared a long time, as if unsure of what came next. Without realizing, she had licked her lips, and slowly approached, taking each step with care. She settled onto her belly once more, now resting between Rye's long legs, as she lowered her mouth down slowly, and gave his erection an experimental lick.
He tasted of bitter musk. Perhaps his clothing had absorbed most of her juices, because she could not taste herself on him. There was only the savory flavor of human male. She licked her lips again, and then gave him another lick, this time taking the time to brush over his thighs, his testicles, up the flopping organ's underside and then down the top, savoring each bead of seed or sweat that clung to his skin. Rye wiggled and squirmed, starting to pant softly as the massive tongue continued to move up and down over his erection, which was now full and painfully erect. He wiggled and dug at the ground, shifting nervously and kicking as the slow, steady licks continued one at a time. A trickle of white spilled out of the shaft's tip, but was quickly licked up by the Flammie, who leaned back and took the time to savor all she had gathered in her mouth.
Rye was hoping that she would continue licking, but instead she scooted closer, before slowly lowering herself down. Rye felt the oddness of being smothered under her leathery skin. Despite that, her underside was as warm as her fur or womb, and he hardly minded having a large, living blanket resting over him, even if he was no longer plagued by cold. And the way Seryn wiggled and grinded, Rye assumed she wanted something else. At last she propped herself on her elbows, and lifted her head and neck, revealing that his aching shaft was now resting between Seryn's cute, perky breasts.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Rye asked, trying to wiggle to escape, but the weight of the Flammie on his legs was keeping him from moving much at all. And once Seryn took firm hold of her breasts, and pushed them together, squeezing the erection mercilessly between them, Rye found he didn't want to move back.
He still wiggled and shook, but that was from the intense pleasure that was rippling through him, as the smooth leathery skin squeezed and brushed against his shaft. Despite the appearance of leather, Seryn's underbelly was as smooth as silk, and yet there was just the right amount of friction against his shaft to cause a steady stream of white cream to ooze out of the slit. The sticky cream that oozed out splashed upon the cavern of her breasts, making his wiggles and thrusts that much more delightful.
He tilted his head back, arching his back and lifting off the ground as he humped suddenly. Seryn squeezed her breasts tight, so tight that Rye's erection began to turn purple from the lack of blood flow. The trickle of white cream ceased as well, from how tight Seryn was squeezing it between her two gorgeous mounds. Rye wiggled and squirmed, panting louder and louder, eyes clenched shut, jaw going tight. He began to heave and breath hard, clawing at the ground as the pressure continued to build inside his penis, his testicles gradually swelling from the pent up load.
Seryn released her breasts, and an explosion of white cream shot forward, out of the shaft. Rye humped hard into the air, thrusting himself against the yielding flesh of the two grand boobs. His white cream shot so far, it splashed onto his jaw and face, coating him in his own cream. He gasped, and humped again, another spurt shooting out and hitting him square in the face. He sucked in a breath, and then released harder, another spurt ripping out of his body and splashing onto both himself and the boobs that so efficiently embraced him.
Rye was still spurting when he finally relaxed and lay down, eyes feeling heavy. His erection soon stopped it's shots, but continued to dribble a steady stream of cream out of him, forming a pool on his belly. His erection was still hard, he could feel the heavy weight and heat resting on his hips. It had been years since he last pleasured himself, and his body was already eager for more of the same. Seryn dipped her head and softly licked the coating of seed off Rye's face, making him chuckle.
When his face was clean, he blinked and looked up, to see a very pleading look across Seryn's face. Her lip was quivering, her eyes were half closed, and it looked as if she was going to cry. Rye reached up and softly stroked her cheek. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs, displaying the quivering lips of her vagina. "P-please..." she whimpered.
Rye crawled forward slowly, on all fours, slinking like a prowling animal. He placed his little hands on her hips as he climbed, slowly, gently taking each step until he was on all fours on her underside. He stroked her gently, and then took grip of her large, shapely breasts. They were sticky from the white cream that had spurted all of them, and just the right size for him to hold tight and brace himself for what was to come next. He slide backwards, resting his front against her so his still dribbling penis left a trail down her stomach, until he finally came to rest just before her warm, flesh lips.
He had crawled inside these same lips, so his erection slipped into her with little trouble. Hoping to sate her desires, however, he continued to press and wiggle, working himself back and forth slowly, and with each thrust he wiggled his hips until they were pressed inside her gripping muscles, the warmth now embracing his lower body on all sides. Gods, she was massive, and yet she was purring and whimpering like an eager kitten. He rested against her, hugging her around her plump belly as best he could. Her ample breasts came to rest on his crown, and lifting his head he could just lick at the scaly bulge.
Seryn placed a paw on his back, pressing him gently into her wonderful belly warmth. She wheezed and gasped for air, wiggling her hips and sometimes pushing herself upwards, desperate for the warmth inside her. Even if he was small, far from the size of a proper mate, it felt amazing. She had never done this before, and even the night before, she had not enjoyed the man sized bulk in this way. Now, she could tilt her head back, drooling, whining and begging for her sweet, handsome man to thrust inside her.
His thrusts suddenly grew more intense, more fevered. He gripped her tighter, hugging around her wide chest, and dug his toes into the ground. He rammed himself forward, the entirety of his hips slipping into the warm, gripping muscles. His upper thighs and lower belly were embraced by the warmth, and his upper torso was rubbing against her warm, scaly belly. He leaned his head up and softly kissed at the plump boobs that eclipsed his vision, and thrust himself forward one more time.
He felt a squirt of white wash out of him, making his body feel like it was burning up. Seryn tilted her head back and roared suddenly, her body shaking and her wings flapping as if she wanted to escape. She kept Rye closely pressed to her though, pressing him harder and harder into her belly and his hips harder into her groin, as if she desired to stuff him back into her womb. He wouldn't mind. He continued spurting, shooting splashes of white cream out of his long rod of flesh and into her, as her warm juice flooded out of her lips to meet him. The flood of cream washed over his groin and legs, making him so warm he could just close his eyes and go to sleep, if not for his desire to continue humping and grinding himself inside his lover.
When his dribbles finally slowed to a stop, he lay his head down and rested against her inflating belly. He fell to his knees, sliding down the warm leather, and when he stopped he began to softly kiss her warm, wet lips and the inside of her thighs.
Seryn simply lay there, feeling weak and exhausted, shaking slightly. The glorious afterglow when one loses their virginity, the tickling sensation that can only be had once... she lay there, savoring every tingle over her body. She didn't even notice as Rye got to his feet, and walked around to her. Lowering to his knees, he took her heavy head in his arms, and softly kissed her on the muzzle. She rested her head in his arms, eyes closed, just feeling him as he stroked over her and softly kissed her nose and lips. "I love you so much," he whispered, before setting his head down, and quietly walking off to let her rest in peace.
For a long time, she didn't move. She just lay there, breathing slowly. The tickles of afterglow refused to leave her, not that she minded in the slightest. To remain in this blissful state for all eternity, with her little human to keep her company...
She sat up, suddenly realized he was no longer there. On her feet in an instant, she lowered her head to the grass and began to sniff, searching for the scent that she had come to adore over the night. She sniffed the ground, and then the air, and suddenly noticing it on the shifting winds, she took off in that direction as fast as she could (which was pretty damn fast.)
And yet, for all her speed and desperation, she arrived too late.
A distance away, she noticed a bundle of black fur, and moving closer, she scented a male Flammie. His back was to her at the time, and despite her desperate search for Rye, she slowed down as she approached the male, her shyness returning in an instant. The male Flammie did not seem to notice her at first. He was making lewd gasps and snarls, drooling quite profusely, whining loudly. Walking around to the male's front, Seryn suppressed a yelp when she found the male's enormous penis laying on the ground before him, and the second half of a human's torso sticking out of the hungry slit. In the middle of the massive column of flesh that was the male's penis she could see a sizable bulge, the human's front half no doubt. His legs were kicking furiously, somehow trying to escape from the fleshy prison he was presently trapped inside.
"H-hello," Seryn whimpered. The male Flammie, whose eyes were closed and his head down, whined suddenly, and clenching his genitals, he slurped the kicking human in a few more precious inches.
"H-hell... Hello," Seryn said, slightly louder, and the male Flammie's eyes opened slowly, looking to her passively. His fur and feathers were a deep obsidian, to contrast Seryn's white. His eyes were crimson, like twin rubies that burned as they stared at her, making her sweat and feel nervous, and embarrassed about the scent of her womanhood that was radiating out of rear lips. Another vulgar slurp, and the human's torso had disappeared fully into the dribbling slit. Only his legs remained, but by how weakly they were kicking, it was clear he was running out of air.
"Busy right now," the male Flammie said passively. "But if you give me a few more minutes, I can finish off with you. This humans a nice appetizer, but I would like a proper mate as the main course."
"Th... that..." She took a few steps back and lowered her head. "Th-that's my... human. H-his name is R-rye."
A drawn out slurp made her whimper and shiver, and now up to his knees, Rye's feet no longer squirmed, his legs no longer kicked.
"He's mine now," the male said, with a shrug, and then shivered as he felt the human's head pass into his scrotum. "Sorry."
"B-but..." Seryn began to whimper and gasp. The male clenched his jaw tight, as he sucked in a deep breath, and dragged the human's feet past his tip. Seryn, with tears in her eyes, watched as the bulge of Rye slipped through the pulsating flesh tunnel of the male's penis. The bulge slowly but surely made its way through the column, eventually disappearing into the male's scrotum, which had expanded several times its size to accommodate a full grown man. Seryn could see twitches and wiggles and pushes from within, but those were quickly dying down.
"I... I want him back!" Seryn said screamed.
The black male rolled onto his front. He sat on his rear and pushed his front up with his forelegs, his still engorged shaft and swollen testicles pushed out in front of him in a rude display. "There's nothing to give back, darling. I can already feel it; his little body is getting broken down, changed into my seed. Oh... gods it feels amazing."
"B-but... but... he's... he's my mate!"
The black male sighed and panted, wiggling his hips slightly and looking to her. "I'm sorry," he said, with a touch of sincerity in his voice. "I didn't know. He smelled of...AH!... He smelled of a woman's love and... I got a little carried away. I can feel him, transforming, becoming my seed but... but there is one thing we can do," he said quickly, before she burst into tears. "He's changing, transforming into seed, becoming a part of me. And... he can become a part of you. I can smell the heat bubbling inside you."
He walked over, which was awkward to do given the massive weight in his testicles, but he managed, and softly licked over her face in an affectionate manner. "I'm Mana, by the way."
"S-seryn..."
Mana smiled softly. "Well Seryn, I have to say, you are the most beautiful Flammie I have ever laid eyes upon."
"T-thank you..."
"He's almost done now. He's almost finished changing." He nuzzled her, licked her very gently. "Would you like to?"
"I... I w-..."
Slowly, Mana walked around her, coming to stand behind. She folded her wings neatly and looked back, as he leaned forward and softly nuzzled her rump cheek. She was gasping in an instant, breathing quickly and wiggling and whimpering, as she felt the cold, wet nose and muzzle slowly slip between her cheeks and nuzzle against her puckered hole. A gentle, tender lick touched over furless crack almost made her collapse forward from a mixture of nervousness... and the tender pleasure that was touching over her sensitive vent.
She felt the weight of Mana's forepaws as he climbed onto her, slowly, gently. She braced her legs, trying to remain strong, and remain calm despite the breath that was ripping through her breasts. Mana continued to walk, eventually coming to rest with his forepaws just beneath her shoulder blades. Then, pushing his hips forward gently, he touched his eager erection to her furry rump cheeks. Devouring the human had aroused him, as it always had. Hundreds, if not thousands of creatures had met their fate, stuffed into his slit head first and left to wiggle all the way down, finally coming to rest in the prison of his scrotum. It left a burning desire in his loins, and now, finally, he could sate the hunger, and release all the excess cream that was boiling inside his swollen scrotum.
Seryn gasped suddenly, when she felt the warm erection slide down between her cheeks, and soon come to rest against the flesh lips of her vagina. She looked back, flapping her wings, trying to escape in nervousness and fear, but she felt the push of his groin against her, felt the swollen head of the eager erection press into her lips and she went stock still, eyes almost bulging out of her head.
"Seryn, I know you're worried. I know you're scared. Just trust me, please. I'll be gentle."
Seryn looked back at him, meeting his crimson eyes with her baby blue. She nodded weakly, telling herself that this was all for Rye, so he could be reborn proper, though she could not deny she felt a tingling in the pit of her stomach, a desire to be truly mated by the stud that was standing behind her. She could feel the warmth of his girth radiating behind her, warming her tail hole and buttocks and cheeks, and especially the lips that were eagerly nibbling and squeezing on his engorged head.
Mana did not want to hurt Seryn, but the urge to release his seed into a mate was overwhelming. He whined as he pressed his dribbling lips up against her warm sex, and felt the engorged head, the thickest part of his shaft, slip inside the threshold of her vagina. Instantly, she clenched so tight, it felt like his erection's head was in a vice. But when the pressure eased and he could push his shaft in deeper, the sense of bliss and warmth that washed over both was worth any amount of pain.
His testicles were still churning their contents into seed, and with each drop converted, the urge to release became greater. When her muscles clenched hard and remained tight, he bided his time and simply enjoyed the pressure on his swollen glans. But when she loosened, even slightly, he shoved himself forward with the strength of a bull's charge, shoving his girth into her and making her skid over the ground before her nails found purchase in the soil. He wanted to be as deep as he could, he wanted to press so hard her lips were right against his hips, and not a drop of his precious seed would escape her womb.
Seryn could not believe what she was feeling. It was as if every experience in the past night had been building to this. All her fun and joy with Rye had only been the tantalizing lead up to this; being fucked so hard by a male of her own species. One simple thought ached in her breast: why did she wait this long to finally do something?
She lowered her upper half, and rooted herself to the spot, digging her claws into the ground and resting her head down. Every hump slammed against her, and tried to knock her forward, but she stayed strong, feeling the girth shove its way deeper and harder inside. Soon, his massive testicles were even swinging, like twin pendulums, slamming their way against her legs. She could feel the cascading seed hidden inside the thick scrotum. Each time it slammed against her, she imagined Rye, inside them, just waiting to be released into his new home of her womb, and she pressed her hips back harder, craving the sweet release and rush of...
It came as a surprise when he humped forward, and suddenly she felt a spray of cream wash inside her. It was a full spray; a steady stream of his seed squirted directly into her womb. Such an intense spray, that rather quickly her large womb was filled to the brink with warmth, and yet it continued to spray inside her. She did not want a drop to escape, and simply sucked in her breath, closing her eyes, allowing her body to take it all in. She felt herself starting to stretch and expand. She felt the walls of her womb widen as she was filled, and jammed her claws into the ground, holding herself steady less the pressure that was ramming into her send her skidding across the ground. Her hips lifted into the air higher, her tail swayed side to side, and she let out a roar that would be felt for miles around. In one great flock, the birds of the trees all took the sky, frightened.
Seryn's body slumped, held up still by the rock solid erection that had plowed inside her. Slowly, Mana began to lower, carefully unlocking his legs and relaxing down, on top of Seryn but not hurting her. His erection was still dribbling a steady stream of cream into her womb, he wanted to make sure that every drop of cream stayed inside her. Several times he even humped and ground to keep his erection full and thick, sealing the tight cavern of her vagina.
Very slowly, he pulled himself back. Her vagina sealed tight behind the girth, locking every drop of seed deep within her womb. She lay down slowly and relaxed on her side, panting, whining for more. Mana walked over and gently and nuzzled at her belly, which had already grown plump and fat with the child that was growing inside her.
"Will he...?"
"Soon. I can sense it. I can sense him growing, taking form, becoming one of us."
Seryn rested her head down, pawing at her belly affectionately. She dreamed of Rye, with her forever, and Mana with her forever too. She whined and purred, and for now lay down, Mana walking around and relaxing behind her. His paws reached forward and pulled her close. His wings expanded and rested over her, providing her with a feathery blanket. He rested with her, as the baby within her began to take form, growing into a reborn Flammie.
Week 6&7:Cockvore& Rebirth story Shoutouts:Vorecat87 Stor...
Posted 12 months agoI want to apologize again for posting this late again. I suffered a muscle spasm in my back last Sunday and I have been bedridden until Wednesday mourning. It was scary, I was in so much pain that my vision was becoming black and I felt like my body was shutting down. I think I was just fainting but the feeling of my body shutting down made me feel as if I was dying but I'm better now; I just wish I knew what exactly started it though.
Anyway I'm going to have this post count as both week 7 and 8's post since once again I'm posting this late but I will put down more than one story to make up for it.
These stories were suggested by Jeriok.
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/jeriok/
https://www.deviantart.com/jeriok
He is a very nice/kind guy and if you want to see some sperm transformation caption stories he has some here www.deviantart.com/jeriok/art/Sperm.....tion-stories-974207087
If you have/know any Cock Vore stories that lead to rebirth that you want to see in this shoutout series just leave me a message and I will happily add them to a future shoutout.
These stories are from vorecat87, which is a very ironic name considering most of their stories seem to be human centric.
First story is The Twist
https://aryion.com/g4/view/754898
I like this one because the prey is willing because he thinks he is being unbirthed but instead he is being cock vored. It's something I haven't seen before.
Second Story is Last Delivery
https://aryion.com/g4/view/536749
Third story is International affairs part 2( It's a prequel so you don't have to read the first one)
https://aryion.com/g4/view/554509
I like this one because its one of the few stories where the prey changes from a female to a male when they are reborn. The reason why I like that is because usually when a prey goes from male to female, in rebirth/transformation, it's usually a way for the pred to humiliate the prey. When it's the other way around I kind of see it as some kind of weird love/empowerment, kind of like the pred likes you so much as that they gave you the privilege to carry on their last name. I know that's not exactly what happens in the story as the pred in this story is pretty much just using her as more ball batter/not loving her, but I thought I would just explain my feelings towards gender change in rebirth stories.
Thanks so much vorecat87 for writing these stories and thank you Jeriok for suggesting them for the shoutout.
Hope you have a happy pain free Thursday. I know I won't, I still have a little bit of pain from the spasm.
Anyway I'm going to have this post count as both week 7 and 8's post since once again I'm posting this late but I will put down more than one story to make up for it.
These stories were suggested by Jeriok.
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/jeriok/
https://www.deviantart.com/jeriok
He is a very nice/kind guy and if you want to see some sperm transformation caption stories he has some here www.deviantart.com/jeriok/art/Sperm.....tion-stories-974207087
If you have/know any Cock Vore stories that lead to rebirth that you want to see in this shoutout series just leave me a message and I will happily add them to a future shoutout.
These stories are from vorecat87, which is a very ironic name considering most of their stories seem to be human centric.
First story is The Twist
https://aryion.com/g4/view/754898
I like this one because the prey is willing because he thinks he is being unbirthed but instead he is being cock vored. It's something I haven't seen before.
Second Story is Last Delivery
https://aryion.com/g4/view/536749
Third story is International affairs part 2( It's a prequel so you don't have to read the first one)
https://aryion.com/g4/view/554509
I like this one because its one of the few stories where the prey changes from a female to a male when they are reborn. The reason why I like that is because usually when a prey goes from male to female, in rebirth/transformation, it's usually a way for the pred to humiliate the prey. When it's the other way around I kind of see it as some kind of weird love/empowerment, kind of like the pred likes you so much as that they gave you the privilege to carry on their last name. I know that's not exactly what happens in the story as the pred in this story is pretty much just using her as more ball batter/not loving her, but I thought I would just explain my feelings towards gender change in rebirth stories.
Thanks so much vorecat87 for writing these stories and thank you Jeriok for suggesting them for the shoutout.
Hope you have a happy pain free Thursday. I know I won't, I still have a little bit of pain from the spasm.
Week4 & 5 Cockvore Rebirth Shoutouts:A Micro's Fate & Ben...
Posted a year agoOnce again I must apologize for posting this so late. I have a job that involves outdoor work and there has been a heatwave here so I have been coming home and just going to bed instantly because of how tired I have been from the heat.
Anyway This week's shout out is A Micro's Fate by Galaxin
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/27349564/
I thought this story was really unique because of how unaware the predator was and how the prey in this story doesn't even know he has a chance for rebirth.
Thank you Galaxin for writing such a cool story.
I feel kind of bad for posting this in the middle of the week so I'm also going to post next week's shoutout too and have this post be featured for both this week and next week.
Week 5's shutout is Bench by ObsidianSnake
https://aryion.com/g4/view/875713
This one I like but I also have mixed feeling about it.
First thing first I wish there was a way to hide words in case someone doesn't want the story spoiled but anyway the paragraph below this will be spoilers
At the end of the story it is heavily implied that the prey character's soul/spirit was split between multiple offspring. While the character technically isn't dead he feels a lot more dead to me then if he was just reborn as a singular cub. I know some people feel like the character's in my stories are kind of dead since they suffer identity death but I kind of see it more as amnesia but yea I don't know how to feel about a character who has been split into many different beings.
Thank you ObsidianSnake for the story, I liked how it provoked philosophical thoughts in my head.
Lastly I want to update you guys about the story I have been working on and that update is that I actually haven't worked on it what so ever. Sorry. Though I will say that all the victims have been ball bagged and digested but I want to go back and change some things. The next part I need to work on is the sex scene.
Have a Happy Blessed Thursday Ciao!
Anyway This week's shout out is A Micro's Fate by Galaxin
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/27349564/
I thought this story was really unique because of how unaware the predator was and how the prey in this story doesn't even know he has a chance for rebirth.
Thank you Galaxin for writing such a cool story.
I feel kind of bad for posting this in the middle of the week so I'm also going to post next week's shoutout too and have this post be featured for both this week and next week.
Week 5's shutout is Bench by ObsidianSnake
https://aryion.com/g4/view/875713
This one I like but I also have mixed feeling about it.
First thing first I wish there was a way to hide words in case someone doesn't want the story spoiled but anyway the paragraph below this will be spoilers
At the end of the story it is heavily implied that the prey character's soul/spirit was split between multiple offspring. While the character technically isn't dead he feels a lot more dead to me then if he was just reborn as a singular cub. I know some people feel like the character's in my stories are kind of dead since they suffer identity death but I kind of see it more as amnesia but yea I don't know how to feel about a character who has been split into many different beings.
Thank you ObsidianSnake for the story, I liked how it provoked philosophical thoughts in my head.
Lastly I want to update you guys about the story I have been working on and that update is that I actually haven't worked on it what so ever. Sorry. Though I will say that all the victims have been ball bagged and digested but I want to go back and change some things. The next part I need to work on is the sex scene.
Have a Happy Blessed Thursday Ciao!
Week 3: Cockvore Rebirth Story Shoutout: Way of the Wolf
Posted a year agoHey for this week's cockvore rebirth story shout out, I'm going to shout out Auron the Nomcario and his story Way of the Wolf
Well actually the story he has actually doesn't have a name, as it's part of an interactive/choose your own adventure story called Animal Anatomy. Way of the Wolf is the name of the last chapter of the path that has his story. Since it's part of an interactive story it's hard to link it all in one page so I'm going to link the last chapter and to read the whole story your going to have to hit up a chapter until you get to chapter one, then just hit the back button on your browser when you are ready to go on to the next chapter.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....natomy/1553221
Auron wrote this story a very long time ago, around the time I was first getting into internet vore and I very much appreciated it then and I hope you guys find joy in it now. Auron if your reading this thank you for the story. Since we are talking about Auron he once wrote a cock vore rebirth story about a macro lucario cock voring and fucking a human into his mate so he can be his riolu.
The owner of the interactive that contained that story sadly deleted his interactive and with it he deleted Auron's story. I don't think Auron backed it up as Auron soon created his own interactive with the same name of the interactive that the previous owner had. I think he was trying to get ahold of someone indirectly who might have saved his story. I tried contacting him directly but he never responded. If any of you guys have the story I would be in your debt if you posted it. It's been my white whale as far finding old deleted stories. The name of the old interactive was something like Arcanine and Lucario vore or Lucario and Arcanine vore.
Auron also posted this story that is similar to the other one but it has a more leave it to the imagination kind of ending
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....-Anatomy/15523
Lastly I been working on a story request by Firelordzx
Its taking me longer because I have more than one victim character and they aren't as willing or helpless as the victims in my other stories, so please look forward to that.
P.S. Credit should also go to Farmlover and one-last-dance for creating the first 3 chapters of the stories I mentioned.
Well actually the story he has actually doesn't have a name, as it's part of an interactive/choose your own adventure story called Animal Anatomy. Way of the Wolf is the name of the last chapter of the path that has his story. Since it's part of an interactive story it's hard to link it all in one page so I'm going to link the last chapter and to read the whole story your going to have to hit up a chapter until you get to chapter one, then just hit the back button on your browser when you are ready to go on to the next chapter.
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....natomy/1553221
Auron wrote this story a very long time ago, around the time I was first getting into internet vore and I very much appreciated it then and I hope you guys find joy in it now. Auron if your reading this thank you for the story. Since we are talking about Auron he once wrote a cock vore rebirth story about a macro lucario cock voring and fucking a human into his mate so he can be his riolu.
The owner of the interactive that contained that story sadly deleted his interactive and with it he deleted Auron's story. I don't think Auron backed it up as Auron soon created his own interactive with the same name of the interactive that the previous owner had. I think he was trying to get ahold of someone indirectly who might have saved his story. I tried contacting him directly but he never responded. If any of you guys have the story I would be in your debt if you posted it. It's been my white whale as far finding old deleted stories. The name of the old interactive was something like Arcanine and Lucario vore or Lucario and Arcanine vore.
Auron also posted this story that is similar to the other one but it has a more leave it to the imagination kind of ending
https://ackater.github.io/writing.c.....-Anatomy/15523
Lastly I been working on a story request by Firelordzx
Its taking me longer because I have more than one victim character and they aren't as willing or helpless as the victims in my other stories, so please look forward to that.
P.S. Credit should also go to Farmlover and one-last-dance for creating the first 3 chapters of the stories I mentioned.
New weekly shoutouts for Cockvore Rebirth Stories
Posted a year agoHey one of the reasons why I started making stories is because my favorite type of vore story is incredibly rare. It involves a prey character getting cock vored and then being pumped/fucked into a female character so that the prey can be reborn as the predator's offspring. 90% of the stories and pictures that have cock vore are just fatal so I decided to make this new shout out series where I will point out a cock vore story that leads to rebirth for others, like myself to enjoy. Most of these stories will come from fur affinity, Eka's Portal, and Writing.com so there might be a good chance you have already seen them but hey you never know, you might see a new story here.
First story I'm shouting out is For The Good of The Pride by TheVandesh
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56917447/
Its a cock vore rebirth story that involves Luxrays. If you don't know what a luxray is, it's a pokemon that looks like a lion with big monkey like ears and it has electric powers. I thought the story had a unique and very funny ending. So please give TheVandesh some views as this was their first story and I'm sure they will appreciate the attention.
Thanks TheVandesh for the wonderful story
..... I actually started this shoutout series last week on my deviant art account, so technically that was last week's post here is this week's post
Hey I wanted to post this yesterday but I had 2 nights of bad sleep and if I had a third I would probably lose my job.
Without further ado the next story shoutout that contains cock vore that leads to rebirth is
Night, Malice and a Tasty Intruder By CreativeWriter
https://aryion.com/g4/view/512261
This one has many factors that I love like evil preds, furry preds, an unwilling prey, confirmed rebirth, a messed up form of ownership and love from the preds, etc.
My only nick pick is that I don't like how the male pred in this story doesn't really have sex with the female pred. He literally masturbates the cum digested prey into the female pred like he is playing ejaculation darts and her pussy is the dartboard. While unique I would have preferred a good old fashioned pounding. Nonetheless it is one of my favorite stories and I hope it becomes one of yours too.
Thanks very much CreativeWriter for making this, if you somehow read this post.
P.S. I forgot to mention that this story has two endings. Ending one has oral vore and sentient fat transformation and ending two, which was the one I was focusing on is the one that has cockvore, impregnation, and implied rebirth.
P.S.S. If anyone wants to link any stories that they know that has cock vore that leads to rebirth feel free to post them in the comments. Yes, that would mean I would probably have less stories for shoutouts but this whole thing is about helping people discovering these stories.
First story I'm shouting out is For The Good of The Pride by TheVandesh
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56917447/
Its a cock vore rebirth story that involves Luxrays. If you don't know what a luxray is, it's a pokemon that looks like a lion with big monkey like ears and it has electric powers. I thought the story had a unique and very funny ending. So please give TheVandesh some views as this was their first story and I'm sure they will appreciate the attention.
Thanks TheVandesh for the wonderful story
..... I actually started this shoutout series last week on my deviant art account, so technically that was last week's post here is this week's post
Hey I wanted to post this yesterday but I had 2 nights of bad sleep and if I had a third I would probably lose my job.
Without further ado the next story shoutout that contains cock vore that leads to rebirth is
Night, Malice and a Tasty Intruder By CreativeWriter
https://aryion.com/g4/view/512261
This one has many factors that I love like evil preds, furry preds, an unwilling prey, confirmed rebirth, a messed up form of ownership and love from the preds, etc.
My only nick pick is that I don't like how the male pred in this story doesn't really have sex with the female pred. He literally masturbates the cum digested prey into the female pred like he is playing ejaculation darts and her pussy is the dartboard. While unique I would have preferred a good old fashioned pounding. Nonetheless it is one of my favorite stories and I hope it becomes one of yours too.
Thanks very much CreativeWriter for making this, if you somehow read this post.
P.S. I forgot to mention that this story has two endings. Ending one has oral vore and sentient fat transformation and ending two, which was the one I was focusing on is the one that has cockvore, impregnation, and implied rebirth.
P.S.S. If anyone wants to link any stories that they know that has cock vore that leads to rebirth feel free to post them in the comments. Yes, that would mean I would probably have less stories for shoutouts but this whole thing is about helping people discovering these stories.
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