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I can say with fortitude and certainty that this may be the best vore story I've ever written so far. Enjoy, ya blue cereal-snagging bugger!

And yes, I had to give him his own separate tag in the thumbnail, since Hida has become such an icon on this site. C:

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Hida ©  hida

Sadea and story © me
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The time was broadly prior to the moment for the average person to rise and shine. The streets in the faraway cities were probably deserted, save for the occasional jobbed person heading to his work. It created just the perfect opportunity for a certain sky blue critter to heed the behavior that gained him a status of both notorious and renowned among the public. More often than not, when Hida had been clandestinely hoarding the food storage of unsuspecting house owners, his subsequent scorecard on the front page of the locally issued newspaper left a cautionary imprint on those who had their domestic space - particularly the kitchen, yet to be raided by the pesky bugger.
Despite the countless times in which the outcome of his advents were, let’s call them ‘not so fortunate’, he never learned. Hida ultimately wasn’t a proponent of the concept of ‘learning’ from a high-reward-low-risk decision like that. And just in this early morning, the tiny dragon was at it again.

As Hida was seeking a promising two-hundredth or-so home that would fall victim to his antics, he stumbled across a boreal log cabin in the middle of flipside nowhere. It was much different seeing something that wasn’t his usually targeted city outskirts-type of housing. Whether or not it would yield a prolific result was dubitable, but there was one particular thing that turned it into an opportunity that Hida simply couldn’t dismiss. A window facing east was tilted open slightly - presumably to serve for ventilation during this hotter season, and there was no insect shield or anything alike installed into it, unlike what he had encountered in most homes.
Thrilled by the exceptional chance, he flew underneath the window and landed on the narrow frame. While peering inside, he saw a bed with a light blue figure in it, lying on their left side with their back turned to him, fortunately - and the bedsheets pulled all the way up to her shoulders. The figure appeared to be a female dragon, and she seemed to still be fast asleep. Hida took a nosedive from the windowframe, careful not to alert the sleeping beauty with his flapping sounds, and landed on the wooden floorboards in front of the ginormous bed, where he could get a better look at where the door would be. So far, the odds were greatly in his favor.

It was yet another fortunate arrival that she wasn’t snoring, otherwise Hida would have been profusely disturbed in his journey. Right now, it was a little after five in the morning - still plenty of time for the invading dragon to map the route to the kitchen, and still leave time to escape unnoticed.
Hida flew around the section of room he was in, like the annoying fly in someone’s household, trying to find a way that would lead him out of here. He was still in the danger zone - trapped in a small room with a giant dragoness. He thoroughly examined the floorboards, walls, and even the light switches, but all was in vain of discovering a possible utility that would allow him to scurry into the next room. The only thing to muster the hopes for was if the space between the plinth and the door’s hinged side was big enough for him to squirm through.
Just as Hida was about to inspect the door, the lady in the bed rolled wriggled around all of a sudden. The overwhelming sound startled Hida, as he quickly pressed his back against the wall closest to him. The noise of cloth sheets being shifted and dragged around went on for a couple of seconds, then, silence fell again in the room. Hida was completely torn at what to do in response to the intervention. Was she waking up, and would Hida’s plan be blown to pieces? There was only one way to find out, all or nothing.

Hida peeked around the corner of the wall he used as temporary cover, catching a glimpse of the figure lying in the bed. She was lying as still as a pencil again. It appeared she had merely repositioned herself mid-sleep.
“Phew…”
A short moment of discharge fell upon Hida as he went back to deciphering the door’s structure. It took him a short, awkward limb-dance to fully sense the dimensions of the plinth hole. Alas, he found it, and immediately attempted to squeeze himself through it. He had successfully snuck into the house, now he only had to become as invisible as possible for its proprietor posthaste. Even at a being his size, it was a strenuous action to be taken, but came with its rightful benefit.
He could easily phase his head and front claws right through, but carrying the hind half smoothly over to the other side was always a challenge. As he tightly folded his wings against his spine, Hida wriggled his hind legs through the opening without even a scar, or a sound that could be heard by anyone but himself for that matter. As a result, he tumbled right into room number two, another step closer to surreptitious completion.

Having retained his sharp senses after the barge-in, the little dragon began to fly at a normal-sized person’s eye level to get the most advantageous view of the room he just crossed over into. It appeared to be a bungalow-modeled living room, a basic set of furniture in a corner to his right, half-circling a coffee table. And to his left was the treasure chamber, otherwise known as the kitchen - the sole reason Hida came to do what he did and had done over the course of his conscious existence.
Rapt and laden with enthusiasm, he flew into the kitchen and landed on the countertop, beside the sink. Situated directly above him was what he sought - two pull-open cupboards - those that the regular, boring folk always kept their food stock safe in, as far as Hida knew from his countless experiences.
He flew himself underneath the handle of the left cupboard and pushed it outwards, clasping his claws against the area where somebody else would put the inside of their fingers. It was another crucial step to be taken in his self-given career of petty food thievery, and after numerous cases, he had self-taught himself the power to pry open loosely shut containers with pure body power. But above all, cloak-and-dagger practice was still his fundamental concern.

Luckily, the cupboard opened smoothly like butter, and not with some form of a creaking sound that made the situation horribly uneasy. The thing looked very new, so it wasn’t that surprising.
Right now was the moment for Hida to initiate step three; finding the food he liked and relentlessly snacking on it until the house owner woke up. He couldn’t close the cupboard’s door, so pretending he wasn’t there had always been completely out of the question. However, he had plenty of time to commit all the crumb thievery he desired; two whole hours, to be exact.
The cupboard was dark, but the faded morning light from a nearby window in the living room waving into it provided Hida with sufficient visibility to make out what he had scored.
In the cabinet, Hida discovered a pack of sugar, two jars of strawberry jam, Breton crackers, and a jar of peanut butter and jelly. A smorgasbord of items that made him drool at the mouth, but which were all quickly discarded as he ventured into a more deeper part, and discovered his iconic personal favorite: Froot Loops breakfast cereal.

It was the food item that Hida personally placed on a golden pedestal. It was his flat-out favorite, destroying any competition. He had come across it in many households he raided, but to stumble upon it in such an ordinary hut left him in utter surprise and joy at the same time.
Hida went and perched himself atop the edge of the box, scratching off the loose piece of scotch tape that was used to keep the box shut. It had been opened, and by Hida’s looks of it, only half of the cereal remained inside. In either circumstance, any amount was plenty for the little food brigand. He plunged himself right into the sea of crunchy, colored rings like a dolphin, quite literally swimming in them in the same fashion. Evidently, the dragon felt like he was in heaven, reminiscent of all those cases in the past where the places he invaded stocked the cereal as well. Hida found them to be just so… delectable. And the thought of him having two round hours of time to help himself to all the bread and butter he wanted only fortified the mood.

It was about two minutes to six. A certain intruder had been busy inconspicuously nabbing away the breakfast cereal of the dragoness who lived there by the minutes that passed. The dragoness, whose name was Sadea, was still in the latest phase of her slumber. Normally she lived in a more sophisticated and modernly stylized house, but she had taken the couple of days off the countryside, like a vacation. In the meantime, a certain brown dragon she was befriended with took care of her furnished possessions and such in her official domesticate.
In the face of Hida’s cereal-snagging operation elapsing very smoothly, there was something he was completely oblivious to that would mean the downfall of him and his pilferage. Namely, the fact that Sadea had set her alarm clock at the unusual time of… six in the morning.

*Beep! Beep!*
*click*

Hida was too ingrained in tasting the plethoric rainbow of flavors around him to the point where the loud beep dimly passing through two walls coupled with the loud rummaging of the cereal led to be quickly swept aside by him as a noise of pleasure produced by his brain from the excessive amounts of dopamine it was currently releasing.
But a couple of minutes after the peculiar sound, another sound - this time of a door handle being turned, followed by an impending shadow blocking the light that flowed into the cupboard. Hida spontaneously quivered, and realized something was wrong. Very wrong. Still not allowing anyone to toss a wrench in his plans, he quickly dug himself a tunnel through the ocean of fruity goodness, all the way until the mountains of cereal sufficiently shrouded him.
Hida then heard a female voice hum a delighted just-out-of-bed tune, coming closer by the second.

Outside was Sadea, who had just gotten out of bed unusually early, as conforming to the frankly odd lifestyle she lived. Only five minutes out of her bed, she was already freshened up and ready to start another amazing day. A day most perfectly kicked off with a nice bowl of breakfast cereal…
“Huh?” sounded from her confounded self as she noticed the ajar cupboard. Nevertheless, she tossed the thought to the wayside and reached for the box of Froot Loops in the opened cupboard. After taking the first half of her breakfast out of storage, she shook the box up and down to hear the satisfying sound of the chattering cereal inside. Little did she know that wasn’t the only thing that was awaiting her.
She placed the box on the kitchen counter, then occupying herself with taking a carton of milk from the fridge to her side. While she prepared her breakfast, she began to hum that remarkable tune again from when she just got out of bed. It made Hida feel quite uneasy.
The milk was also settled on the counter, right next to the box of Froot Loops. Just one more thing was needed to complete the mix. Sadea accessed the other cupboard, accommodating the bowls and other dishes, and reached her hand for a medium-sized deepened dessert bowl. As she settled the bowl as the third item on the counter, she was ready and able to make her breakfast happen.

After a modicum of settled dust for Hida, Sadea grabbed the cereal box by its side end and began to pour. Hida suddenly rose into an alarmed state again as he felt his environment shake around and steeply tilt forward. He slid right into the bowl, followed by an avalanche of Loops burying him at the bottom. Sadea didn’t see the obvious dragon amongst the colorful concoction that made up fifty percent of her breakfast; she had her attention preemptively focused on the milk while she was pouring her bowl. It was going very rapidly.
And Hida experienced all of it. He didn’t get even an eyeblink to collect his senses before being subsequently swarmed by a tsunami of dairy overtaking the empty vacues between him and the trapping bits of cereal. It washed him away completely, and disabled his ability to contemplate an escape maneuver that would still leave him unscathed in the face of all that had occurred so far.
Several Fruity O’s floated to the surface of the milk, others stayed submerged over the little dragon in the bowl. There was no more possibility of escaping, unless Sadea left her breakfast alone for a moment to take care of something else, which was far from likely. It seemed Hida’s fate was sealed...

Just after Sadea had poured all the requirements into her cereal bowl, she pulled open a drawer for a utensil to eat with. She found a fittingly medium-sized as well, stainless steel spoon, which she then used to stir the contents around a bit while she walked over to the dinner table, having the bowl in her hand. Meanwhile, Hida was captured in the entailed vortex that forcefully swirled him and the Froot Loops around. He was completely warped-minded right now, and simply awaited what Sadea would do from now on.
Leisurely, Sadea dipped her spoon into the milky depths and fished out a couple of the sugary bits in a pool of milk. Deep down below, residing within her food, Hida could hear how she licked her lips tauntingly before slurping her spoon’s catch down in one take. And before Hida could put himself in a position appropriate for him to avoid being caught, he felt the cold steel of Sadea’s spoon prod his hind legs…

The thermal air outside the bowl of cold milk reflected on Hida’s adapted skin once he was lifted out of the bowl by Sadea. Luckily for him, she had spooned up a whole load of Loops that covered him together with him, so the chances weren’t completely faultily run just yet. A tiny bit of blue tail stuck out facing the handle of the spoon; something Sadea failed to notice as she already held the spoon in a way that faced her wide-open mouth.
Hida made himself as small as he could underneath the cereal that piled up on him. He felt safe in there, even though he knew the chance he would slither away unseen was now officially zilch.
With his underbelly plastered against the steel dimple, he closed his eyes and prepared himself for the entry to Sadea’s mouth, and eventually stomach. Her vocal sounds grew stronger, and a slurping sound followed. Hida sensed his hind end touching upon a warm, fleshy surface, as the general atmosphere around him became warmer, and more humid. Then, he decided it was time for him to finally open his eyes.

Hida found himself in Sadea’s mouth, seeing her breakfast cereal being minced to bits by the corners of her teeth. The force exerted by her mouth produced a gale that flung the little dragon all the way against the back of her mouth. Hida was plastered against the thick, pink surface, covered in saliva and milk residue. The view of her maw was even scarier from there, as Sadea could twitch her mouth any unexpected second now and drop him into the cave below.
Just when Hida made that thought, Sadea swallowed the contents of her mouth, releasing Hida from the pressure he was under. A deluge of milk, saliva and chromatic rings floating on the mixture was sent down her throat like a dumping machine for liquids would, and Hida followed on his own journey to her stomach right after. The dragon bounced off the back of her tongue, falling into a narrow funnel of wetness that tightly squished into his body. The pressure on her esophagus only increased the deeper the peristaltic movements brought him.

“Maybe I should have woken up a little later this time,” Sadea said as she experienced a fluttering feeling in her stomach that she had never felt before, as she took another spoonful of the delicious breakfast cereal, having caught one red piece that, strangely, had little bite-shaped bits broken away from it…