Greatest gift (Christmas Special Vore)

NOTES: This is a Christmas special for Vanilla. Another story with some drama and added into vore. Again, if those who randomly stumble on it, this story contains vore. If added a negative comment you will be blocked without a warning. Hope you enjoy and Merry Christmas!

RATED: 13+ for language and attended for teen audiences.


Let it snow… and let it snow… I look into my window and watch the sky fall into snowflakes and the ground is covered in snow. It’s the Eve of Christmas and before I can celebrate, there is one thing that I have to do. To visit a “personal” and important friend of mine that lives in the world that he doesn’t belong. I leave the family’s house with my black jacket, got in my car, and drove away. My family members wonder where the hell I’m going, but I did not answer their question as it is a personal visit. I drive slowly due to icy road conditions, I leave my town through the highway, tune my music up as I listen to old SNES game soundtracks, and the roads are fine.

Eventually, I turned to the left into a narrow road where nobody really goes at all. I am almost there and I really wanted to step onto that gas pedal to give my friend the “Greatest Gift.” God damn… Time just flies fast, guess I am getting older… Finally, after a half hour drive, I made it to my destination and I geared my car to “P.” I get out of my car and left the keys behind because no human really comes up here. Maybe nobody dared to come up here after all… And if my car got robbed, who cares? The weather up here is pretty bad… The wind is blowing fast, it’s a blizzard up here and it’s so freaking cold… However, I toughed it out and walk up the pathway towards the forest.

After a few minutes, I come across the plain fields where my friend and I hang out lots. In the Spring, roses will grow here, and in Summer, they bloom and they’re very pretty. Of course in Fall, they wilt out and die for the Winter which kinda does suck, but I suppose that’s life. I look around for him in the plains, clenching my arms together, and I thought to myself, “Dammit… Where is he?” There is no sign of my personal friend whatsoever, and I fear for him at the moment. I decided to wait by the tallest tree up an a hill and I started to walk. I tripped and fell off the hill because it was steep and icy but I tried again.

It took me 20 minutes to get up that hill and there was no easy way getting up the hill. I fell like five times and it was very frustrating for me to get up at that damn hill. I leaned my back against the tree while the wind blows violently and the snow is hitting my face. If I don’t turn back now, I’m gonna get sick but I held on a little longer… I could kill for a hot chocolate right about now and that’s all I can think about now. The weather is not calming down at all, and I clench my arms tightly as I continue to wait. I don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for “him…”

Suddenly, I feel something soft, furry, and the colour is white as snow. It feels warm and cozy, and I couldn’t help and lean against it. I know the soft breathing, and I know that comfort feeling around me. It’s like I’m surrounded by it, taken into a different world, and it was Vanilla keeping me comfortable. My friend had came for me after all, and I looked up at that adorable look in his face. His only reply was, “Did I kept you waiting?” When I heard his voice, I just laughed a little. I was happy to see him again and I pushed my face against his fur like I’m on a giant pillow.

The soft dragon smiles down at me and he blankets me with a feathery wing keeping me warm. Vanilla replied as he does this, “Are you cold wittle one?” I squeezed the fur with my fingers and I nodded twice. Vanilla continues to smile, “Aww… it’s okay, I know a good way to keep you nice and warm.” So stares at me with his enormous yellow cat-like eyes and I stare back at him. My giant friend gives me one enormous hug instead of just using his fur. Now I feel a lot more comfortable than ever before. Although, there is one thing that I’ve forgotten despite that he’s giving me a dragon hug that I wished for. A “present.” I didn’t even give him a Christmas card. I feel awful about it as I stared down at the snowy ground.

He asked me once, “What’s wrong? You look sad.” I told him the situation and he paused for a moment. Then he just laughed out loudly with a loud purr. “Don’t be, I think the greatest gift is you, Thomas.” I opened up my mouth as I was about to say something, but I paused myself. I didn’t know what to say after that, he gives me one enormous lick across my cheek, and embraces me tighter into his hug. All I did was sigh, and I never thought of it that way before. I leaned down onto his chest listening to his heart beating with my ear. I couldn’t help but smile and I completely did forget about it after all. It’s not the gifts that makes people happy, it’s about being with each other.

The blizzard starts to calm down and my eyes are beginning to go heavy. Vanilla the dragon notices this and he nuzzles me with his pink round nose. “Come inside my belly. I will keep you warm.” I smiled in my sleep hearing this and with that said, I can feel the wet tongue slide down onto my cheek-to-toe and he scooped me up inside his slimy and the dragon’s warm mouth. He starts licking me all around covering me with wet saliva, tasting every part of my body, and flavour within me. The dragon’s cheeks bulges out while he’s licking me around with with tongue and he purred in response. “Mmm… You always taste so good.” Gulp… He swallowed me whole in one gulp as the bulge travels down his long neck, chest and eventually down to the bottom of the stomach where I landed.

This was much better for me and I hated the damn cold as I just wriggled inside his spacious stomach covered in wet saliva. Vanilla held underneath his belly where I lie inside as he licked his lips. “Hehe… I knew you are a great present Thomas. Thank you.” I heard his words and I prepare myself to sleep inside the breathing belly as I pressed my hands against the fleshy walls. I replied swiftly and quietly, “Hey, that’s what friends are for right? Merry Christmas Vanilla.” The dragon growls happily and nuzzles his tummy with his nose. “Hehe… Love you wittle one.”

The white fluffy dragon curls into a ball, leaning down on his paws with his head and goes to sleep as we both drifted off into slumberland. Damn straight… I completely forgot about the cold that instant.

FIN