An Author’s Return (Vore)

NOTES: An Author’s Return. Master Thomas has returned for a visit from his college times. It seems like forever but the young man managed to sneak out in his new form. For those who randomly stumble here, please read the title carefully. This story contains vore and attempting an abusive comment will get you blocked without warning. Hope you enjoy!

It seems forever since I haven’t returned from college and everything in my work has been interrupted due to college reasons. Medical Transcription is not something to be played around with and it is one confusing world to be in. My writings have struggled over and over again — so because of this, I feel like I’ve been having a hard time. Half-way of the class is finished but I feel like my marks could do a little bit better, however, if I’m allowed to continue on, I suppose that’s what counts. My goal is to get this job, move away from my parent’s house again, and take on this job with everything in my power and technology skills. So far, things are going smoothly in my training, even though, I get a little bit ticked and annoyed once in a while, I’m happy that the instructors have my back on this one. (Yes, I do lose my patience once in a while). Someday, though, I would like to write a book afterward when I retire from this position and shape a good story. Anyway, I’ve been mumbling to myself a lot lately, so I’m pretty sure you just want me to get to the point, huh? Well, for starters, I have been gone for a long time ever since I’ve written “Farewell, Vanilla.” Therefore, I have come back this time, in ‘cat form.’

I borrowed a few potions from Strawberry before I left for class. Yes, I’m in my anthro form and I don’t care if this doesn’t make sense. To describe myself perfectly, I have blue cat-like eyes, pointy ears with black tips, black short hair, skinny, wearing a black T-shirt, twitchy pink nose, white fur all around me, have paws, blue jeans, long tail, and I’m not wearing any shows because it’s not necessary. My feet paws can help me deal with sharp objects and such. I can’t expose myself to the public like this obviously, so I use this form in secret. The potion tastes like crap, though, so I wouldn’t recommend doing this all the time.

A white dragon is around the corner and he has been waiting for me for a very long time. Instead of the usual cave that I see him often, I come to the place where we hang out; up at the plains. The grass is always bright as green up there, the wind is fresh, the roses bloom, the sky is clear, and it is a bright sunny day. I can see a giant white fluff-ball lying down on the grassy field, lazily shifting side-to-side. The creature’s snoring was loud, its belly breathing up and down. I slowly approach closer to the beast with a big huge toothy grin on my face and tickle his big back paws. They twitch and the dragon growled playfully. Most likely, he knows that this is me. “Ack!!” I yelped as a long white tail snatched me and pulled me right into his cat’s snout. I tangle upside-down as his big enormous eyes open up. They stare right in front of me. Big kitty, fluffy, dragon. Yup, this is Vanilla, and he said to me, “Master… It’s been too long. I know that smell.” Suddenly, tears flow from his eyes. These weren’t tears of sorrow. Hell, he was very happy to see me again. The giant kitty stood up, sitting down, and engulfed me into a hug. It was so tight that I can hardly breathe. I wriggled from within his grasp and I’m pressed right into his fluffy chest. I coughed, “It’s… great to see you, Vanilla. But maybe you can not squish me like that again? It felt like my body was being crushed.” Vanilla eased a bit and he gave me a big slobbery wet lick, “Oh, I’m sorry Thomas. I didn’t mean to hurt you like that.”

“It’s okay, big guy,” I replied by rubbing his chest.
“How long did you go?” Vanilla asked curiously.
“Ohh, I don’t know. I think about, 7-8 months.”
“My, my. It certainly has been a long time. You didn’t write me a letter or anything.” 
“Sorry, buddy. Lotta things happened at once.”

The white dragon stared down my noticeable gloomy expression. He wrapped me with his long tail around the waist and brought me close to his warm fur. “Is something wrong, Thomas?” he asked. But I didn’t say a word. I took a deep breath and said quietly, “No, I’m alright.” “Liar,” Vanilla said. “You always turn your head on me whenever there was something wrong. Don’t give me the wrong impression.” I sighed, then I shook my head and said, “You are too smart for your own good, know that? Alright fine. There is something wrong. Once I start this career, I won’t be visiting you as often anymore.” Vanilla just smiled and nuzzled my cheek like everything is okay. He said, “That’s what’s bothering you? Master… I’m so happy for you.” I was a little surprised by his reaction as my eyes widen as I look back up at his enormous yellow eyes that reflect into me like a mirror. “Don’t be sad for me, Thomas. I understand that you’ve been going through a lot of difficulties lately. Truth be told, I was watching you the whole time while you were working. I know you told me to stay away, though, I can’t help but feel proud of you the day you were working at home. So please, keep going and never give up.” Those words struck me in a very good feeling suddenly. I perked my ears up and smiled, exposing my fangs. “I guess… it’s not so bad,” I said warmly. I leaned down on Vanilla’s belly and it breathes like a living pillow. From that point on, my dragon and I were silent. I looked up at the blue sky, the grass brushing against us from the wind, and the sky is clear as ever. Vanilla licked his paws while looking down at his side with a smile on his face, “Hey Thomas.” he said to me calmly. “Welcome back…” I couldn’t help but smile back at him again and poke his pink nose. He’s thinking what I’m thinking exactly… He opened up his mouth right in front and his breath was moist and warm. I closed my eyes, preparing myself for the usual. The giant dragon lifted me with his tongue and snapped his jaws at me.

Inside, I looked around as my fur and clothes are immediately covered in wet saliva. It can’t be helped as I lied down on the tongue while it was bouncing me around like it is some sort of trampoline. Vanilla purred from my usual, sweet, taste. Despite that I’m in this form, (from Vanilla’s point-of-view) I taste exactly the same as before. The dragon purred as his cheeks bulged out and he held them both with his enormous paws, swing his long tail back and forth. “Puuuurrr… Ohhh, I miss your taste so much.” Vanilla made the ground shake like he caused an earthquake. After we played for a long time, he jerked his head up and swallowed me whole with a big gulp until I plopped inside his belly. Nothing much has changed since I came in here. The red slimy walls, the saliva pools oozing down, the sound of the dragon’s heartbeat was pleasant, the movements of the walls. Vanilla stands up on his fours and spreads his wings as the feathers scatter across the field. He rises up to in the air as they flap rapidly and descends towards the skies. The dragon flies away. I curled up myself as I make myself comfortable. The adventures between us is an endless path until the End of Time…

THE END