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NOTES: For the celebration of 40,000 pageviews of my DA profile. Thank you all for helping me get this far. If it wasn’t for you, I would’ve stopped writing. Art of Vanilla will continue, storytelling, and such. I love you all. By the way, if you randomly come across this story, be warned that this contains vore. Please do not attempt posting a negative comment. Doing so will get you a block from me without a warning. Thank you and enjoy.
We begin this story with a low-angle shot of a puddle of water. The weather conditions is cold and muddy. A leaf fell onto the puddle of water as we go into a close-up shot of it. Suddenly, we hear a squeaking wheel in the background, and it rolled on the puddle with the leaf tossed away from the scene as tilt the camera up as we see two horses pulling a large wagon. We hear the wheels rattle as its carrying someone tied up on a post. The wagon continues to rattle from its wheels as we go into a close-up shot of the young man tied up on the post. He wears a black nikon baseball cap, ragged old green T-shirt, muddy black track pants, and runners. The man stares at his feet while he’s being taken somewhere... We notice his smirk on his face for the camera despite the situation he’s in at the moment.
The horses pulling the wagon snorted and stopped. The rider jumped off his seat and went towards the wagon. But it wasn’t just one man riding the wagon, there were two taking this “prisoner.” The men are in their late 40s and they’re carrying AK-47s. We follow them in third-person as they climbed up the wagon and they untied the prisoner. Suddenly, the weather starts to get worse as it starts raining on us. The camera lens is getting droplets due to the rain while they continue untying the man. After they get him loose, they gunpoint him.
Gunner#1: Hands on your freaking head.
Prisoner: *Does so but slowly*
The two gunners leaded him out of the wagon as he’s being taken somewhere. The young prisoner continues to grin lightly as he thought to himself.
Prisoner: *Thoughts* Anytime now buddy...
Gunner#2: Will that monster leave us alone if we feed it?
Gunner#1: Who knows. Best to stay on your guard.
Gunner#2: Right..
The scene goes into a overhead shot of the three characters as we dolly the camera all the way towards the alter... Most likely this is where the prisoner will be executed. Thunder crashed down in the background of this alter as the two gunners leaded the prisoner over to him. It’s either get eaten by the mysterious monster or get shot in the head.
Gunner#1: On your knees Thomas.
Thomas: *Kneels down as I grinned*
Gunner#2: I wouldn’t be grinning if I were you boy.
Thomas: Doesn’t matter anyway. You anti-government troops are just pawns from your “hypocritical” leaders. Even if you take me down, the information is already in the military.
-Gunner#2: Shut it! *Hits me with his gun*
-Thomas: *Groans*
Gunner#1: Calm down. It doesn’t matter anyway. We’re about to fall anyways...
Gunner#2: *Ugh* At least we get to call the monster here.
Gunner#1: It’s a much worse fate then a bullet to the head. He’ll be devoured by that “thing.”
Gunner#2: Come on let’s do it... Standing here makes me nervous.
Gunner#1: Man, Team Rocket is about to fall like this guy says...
It is revealed that the men were from Team Rocket, but it doesn’t matter now. The two troops grabbed flares and lit them up. Sparks fly when they do, they raised up the flares and waved them back and forth to give a “signal.” Thunder crashes down in the background, and something monstrous is coming... We hear loud “flapping” noises, like some creature is flying in the sky. In a overhead shot, we see the large beast’s shadow loom over the two gunners showing off it’s feathery wings. As they spread widely, white feathers scatter the scene, and the two gunners panicked. Not only do we hear something BIG but also bells ringing... Could it be from the beast itself?
We go into a low-angle show on the ground, and we see a enormous white paw step onto the alter. The ground shakes from each step... The gunners can’t take it anymore as we go into a close-up shot in their “scared-expressions” in their eyes. They dropped their flares and ran off... leaving the “prisoner” behind... All I can do is kneel there. There is nothing that I can do, my ankles are tied as well. After the close-up shot of my face with a zoom-in, we go into a third-person angle of me of the beast approaching me with his massive paws stomping in the alter.
The stomping gets louder and louder... and the large white monster is coming towards me. All we can see is his white body with massive fur, and large belly breathing in and out. After it was extremely close to me, we tilted the camera upwards towards the monster’s face. It actually looks like a “dragon,” but with so much massive white fur around him. His appearance looks like a cat as well due to his pink round nose, cat-like yellow eyes, muzzle, and large paws that is like a cat. He even wears a red collar attached in two bells... The dragon looks down on me as a prey with a toothy grin with wet saliva dripping down from its lips.
Dragon: Mmmm.... A mouse for me? How very kind of you.
Gunner#1: If you eat him, will you spare us? That’s what you agreed on.
Dragon: Yeah, yeah, I hear ya. *Thoughts* I’ll eat you later... *He says this grinning to himself*
The large dragon picks me up with his paw, lifting me up in the air as he just teases me. Most cats love to play with their food before eating them. Comparing to the dragon’s size, we’re like mice! The dragon can swallow almost anything that moves. Now he’ll show us why they call him, a “cat-dragon...” He gives me a huge wet lick across the cheek.
Dragon: *Purrrr* Now wittle one. I think that’s enough of teasing you for the night. My belly is waiting for you. *Licking lips in a close-up shot*
Thomas: *Pretended to panic* No... No don’t...
The reasoning I’m pretending to panic is so that the gunners aren’t suspicious about the two of us. The giant cat keeps tangling me with his paw for a while. He lifts me up higher, and we go into a close-up shot of my face. I look down and widen my eyes with a stunned expression. In my point-of-view shot, we see a gaping large mouth of the cat opened wide. Lots of slime and saliva of the pinkish mouth is awaiting for the large dragon as he drops me.
I landed on the wet slobbery tongue passing through his sharp fangs. I’m being tossed and turned from the tongue as the camera goes inside the mouth of the dragon. The camera lens got some slobber due to all the licking around me. We cut from there as we see bulges of the dragon’s cheeks squirming lots from the outside. All the dragon is doing is tasting me as we hear loud purrs. We also focus on the gunner’s as all they can do is watch the hungry feline eating me alive. We cut again back inside the mouth of the beast as all the tongue is doing is licking me around, coating me with slime and saliva.
My clothes, hair, skin, and body is being tasted all around. I also can feel his loud purring vibrating around me. The large tongue teases me a little longer from massive licking until I realize that I am sliding down the tongue... Apparently I’m gonna be swallowed whole now. I slide down the throat until the muscles engulfed me. We hear a wet gulp from the dragon’s throat. The bulge of the dragon’s neck slides down rather quickly heading towards the dragon’s belly. The giant kitten licked his chops and he’s licking his paws after having a nice snack... It was over...
The two gunners were silenced the entire time as they witnessed this. If that’s the case, they walked away with no word to say towards the satisfied beast. The dragon continues licking his paws more as they walk away from him. And they took off with the wagon carried by horses.
Dragon: *Burp*
Thomas: Excuse you...
We go into a close-up shot of the dragon’s fluffy belly and he patted it with a paw.
Dragon: Sorry for being late Master.
Thomas: It’s okay Vanilla… I expect they would've tortured me for information.
Vanilla: How badly are you hurt?
Thomas: I think those fiends broken some of my bones. I can’t feel my left arm and ribs.
Vanilla: That’s awful. But don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you until you recover.
Thomas: *I pushed the fleshy walls of the stomach with my hands* Nice and warm as usual.
Vanilla: *His belly sloshes as I did that* Hehehe.... Oh Thomas. This is why I like you in my tummy so much.
The rain has stopped and the kitten-dragon’s fur is all wet and matted down. He spreads his wings and his feathers scattered from the wind. He looks up at the sky as it is clearing... The full moon exposes itself as the clouds moves aside. Vanilla flaps his wings and flies towards it...
Vanilla: This is one beautiful night.
Thomas: Too bad I cannot see it from in here.
Vanilla: Oh don’t worry. Perhaps I will show you next time when you ride me.
Thomas: I will await for that day to come...
We conclude the story as the white dragon flies away from the evils of this place to safety from the clutches of Team Rocket. We head home as Team Rocket will fall thanks to the data I needed. Inside the stomach of my friend, I closed my eyes and sleep in this dreadful night despite my broken body.
FIN
NOTES: For the celebration of 40,000 pageviews of my DA profile. Thank you all for helping me get this far. If it wasn’t for you, I would’ve stopped writing. Art of Vanilla will continue, storytelling, and such. I love you all. By the way, if you randomly come across this story, be warned that this contains vore. Please do not attempt posting a negative comment. Doing so will get you a block from me without a warning. Thank you and enjoy.
We begin this story with a low-angle shot of a puddle of water. The weather conditions is cold and muddy. A leaf fell onto the puddle of water as we go into a close-up shot of it. Suddenly, we hear a squeaking wheel in the background, and it rolled on the puddle with the leaf tossed away from the scene as tilt the camera up as we see two horses pulling a large wagon. We hear the wheels rattle as its carrying someone tied up on a post. The wagon continues to rattle from its wheels as we go into a close-up shot of the young man tied up on the post. He wears a black nikon baseball cap, ragged old green T-shirt, muddy black track pants, and runners. The man stares at his feet while he’s being taken somewhere... We notice his smirk on his face for the camera despite the situation he’s in at the moment.
The horses pulling the wagon snorted and stopped. The rider jumped off his seat and went towards the wagon. But it wasn’t just one man riding the wagon, there were two taking this “prisoner.” The men are in their late 40s and they’re carrying AK-47s. We follow them in third-person as they climbed up the wagon and they untied the prisoner. Suddenly, the weather starts to get worse as it starts raining on us. The camera lens is getting droplets due to the rain while they continue untying the man. After they get him loose, they gunpoint him.
Gunner#1: Hands on your freaking head.
Prisoner: *Does so but slowly*
The two gunners leaded him out of the wagon as he’s being taken somewhere. The young prisoner continues to grin lightly as he thought to himself.
Prisoner: *Thoughts* Anytime now buddy...
Gunner#2: Will that monster leave us alone if we feed it?
Gunner#1: Who knows. Best to stay on your guard.
Gunner#2: Right..
The scene goes into a overhead shot of the three characters as we dolly the camera all the way towards the alter... Most likely this is where the prisoner will be executed. Thunder crashed down in the background of this alter as the two gunners leaded the prisoner over to him. It’s either get eaten by the mysterious monster or get shot in the head.
Gunner#1: On your knees Thomas.
Thomas: *Kneels down as I grinned*
Gunner#2: I wouldn’t be grinning if I were you boy.
Thomas: Doesn’t matter anyway. You anti-government troops are just pawns from your “hypocritical” leaders. Even if you take me down, the information is already in the military.
-Gunner#2: Shut it! *Hits me with his gun*
-Thomas: *Groans*
Gunner#1: Calm down. It doesn’t matter anyway. We’re about to fall anyways...
Gunner#2: *Ugh* At least we get to call the monster here.
Gunner#1: It’s a much worse fate then a bullet to the head. He’ll be devoured by that “thing.”
Gunner#2: Come on let’s do it... Standing here makes me nervous.
Gunner#1: Man, Team Rocket is about to fall like this guy says...
It is revealed that the men were from Team Rocket, but it doesn’t matter now. The two troops grabbed flares and lit them up. Sparks fly when they do, they raised up the flares and waved them back and forth to give a “signal.” Thunder crashes down in the background, and something monstrous is coming... We hear loud “flapping” noises, like some creature is flying in the sky. In a overhead shot, we see the large beast’s shadow loom over the two gunners showing off it’s feathery wings. As they spread widely, white feathers scatter the scene, and the two gunners panicked. Not only do we hear something BIG but also bells ringing... Could it be from the beast itself?
We go into a low-angle show on the ground, and we see a enormous white paw step onto the alter. The ground shakes from each step... The gunners can’t take it anymore as we go into a close-up shot in their “scared-expressions” in their eyes. They dropped their flares and ran off... leaving the “prisoner” behind... All I can do is kneel there. There is nothing that I can do, my ankles are tied as well. After the close-up shot of my face with a zoom-in, we go into a third-person angle of me of the beast approaching me with his massive paws stomping in the alter.
The stomping gets louder and louder... and the large white monster is coming towards me. All we can see is his white body with massive fur, and large belly breathing in and out. After it was extremely close to me, we tilted the camera upwards towards the monster’s face. It actually looks like a “dragon,” but with so much massive white fur around him. His appearance looks like a cat as well due to his pink round nose, cat-like yellow eyes, muzzle, and large paws that is like a cat. He even wears a red collar attached in two bells... The dragon looks down on me as a prey with a toothy grin with wet saliva dripping down from its lips.
Dragon: Mmmm.... A mouse for me? How very kind of you.
Gunner#1: If you eat him, will you spare us? That’s what you agreed on.
Dragon: Yeah, yeah, I hear ya. *Thoughts* I’ll eat you later... *He says this grinning to himself*
The large dragon picks me up with his paw, lifting me up in the air as he just teases me. Most cats love to play with their food before eating them. Comparing to the dragon’s size, we’re like mice! The dragon can swallow almost anything that moves. Now he’ll show us why they call him, a “cat-dragon...” He gives me a huge wet lick across the cheek.
Dragon: *Purrrr* Now wittle one. I think that’s enough of teasing you for the night. My belly is waiting for you. *Licking lips in a close-up shot*
Thomas: *Pretended to panic* No... No don’t...
The reasoning I’m pretending to panic is so that the gunners aren’t suspicious about the two of us. The giant cat keeps tangling me with his paw for a while. He lifts me up higher, and we go into a close-up shot of my face. I look down and widen my eyes with a stunned expression. In my point-of-view shot, we see a gaping large mouth of the cat opened wide. Lots of slime and saliva of the pinkish mouth is awaiting for the large dragon as he drops me.
I landed on the wet slobbery tongue passing through his sharp fangs. I’m being tossed and turned from the tongue as the camera goes inside the mouth of the dragon. The camera lens got some slobber due to all the licking around me. We cut from there as we see bulges of the dragon’s cheeks squirming lots from the outside. All the dragon is doing is tasting me as we hear loud purrs. We also focus on the gunner’s as all they can do is watch the hungry feline eating me alive. We cut again back inside the mouth of the beast as all the tongue is doing is licking me around, coating me with slime and saliva.
My clothes, hair, skin, and body is being tasted all around. I also can feel his loud purring vibrating around me. The large tongue teases me a little longer from massive licking until I realize that I am sliding down the tongue... Apparently I’m gonna be swallowed whole now. I slide down the throat until the muscles engulfed me. We hear a wet gulp from the dragon’s throat. The bulge of the dragon’s neck slides down rather quickly heading towards the dragon’s belly. The giant kitten licked his chops and he’s licking his paws after having a nice snack... It was over...
The two gunners were silenced the entire time as they witnessed this. If that’s the case, they walked away with no word to say towards the satisfied beast. The dragon continues licking his paws more as they walk away from him. And they took off with the wagon carried by horses.
Dragon: *Burp*
Thomas: Excuse you...
We go into a close-up shot of the dragon’s fluffy belly and he patted it with a paw.
Dragon: Sorry for being late Master.
Thomas: It’s okay Vanilla… I expect they would've tortured me for information.
Vanilla: How badly are you hurt?
Thomas: I think those fiends broken some of my bones. I can’t feel my left arm and ribs.
Vanilla: That’s awful. But don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you until you recover.
Thomas: *I pushed the fleshy walls of the stomach with my hands* Nice and warm as usual.
Vanilla: *His belly sloshes as I did that* Hehehe.... Oh Thomas. This is why I like you in my tummy so much.
The rain has stopped and the kitten-dragon’s fur is all wet and matted down. He spreads his wings and his feathers scattered from the wind. He looks up at the sky as it is clearing... The full moon exposes itself as the clouds moves aside. Vanilla flaps his wings and flies towards it...
Vanilla: This is one beautiful night.
Thomas: Too bad I cannot see it from in here.
Vanilla: Oh don’t worry. Perhaps I will show you next time when you ride me.
Thomas: I will await for that day to come...
We conclude the story as the white dragon flies away from the evils of this place to safety from the clutches of Team Rocket. We head home as Team Rocket will fall thanks to the data I needed. Inside the stomach of my friend, I closed my eyes and sleep in this dreadful night despite my broken body.
FIN
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