Here it is, just a *taste* of what's to come in this voracious series.

Contains: vore

The boy who once feared for his own life now ran towards the sound of another child crying. The boy’s name is Alex, no he’s not an orphan, no he wasn’t abused, and no he wasn’t on the run from a war. He was young and ran away from home, this is where that gets you, running through the cold woods at night.
His reasoning for running away is irrelevant, it would be impossible to explain the reasoning of a child. Especially one so young that he didn’t even think about wearing shoes. Rookie mistake.
Soon the crying child was so close to Alex that he called out to it in a breathless and cold voice.

“H-Hello! is someone out here?” Alex shouted.

“H-Help… I’m c-cold and all alone… I’m r-right here.” A voice called out, a voice of youth and pain.

Alex walked to the voice and saw something he hadn’t expected to see… ever…

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Present
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The cool air can do little to me. The ice covered ground doesn’t even numb my paws. But here’s Alex shivering and holding his hands over a little fire. He’s so stubborn, all he does is refuse my help because he thinks that being needy is annoying. When in reality it’s his unwillingness to receive my help that annoys me.

“Alex. Come here. Now.” I say, trying my best to sound nice but fierce at the same time.

If there’s one upside to his selfless demeanor, it’s his obedience to everyone. Especially me. He looks up at me, his teeth chattering and his nose blue. He glances back down at the fire, but then slowly stands up and shakily walks to me.

“Stop being an idiot. We talked about this.” I say, sounding a bit hurt.

“I… don’t intend to take advantage of you. Ever.” He says, not making eye contact.

I roll my eyes and scoop him up in my paws, sitting on my hunches. He curls up in my paws, still shivering of course. I open my mouth and bellow warm breath all over him, then shove him firmly against my chest. I bend my head down to whisper to him softly in a teasing voice.

“Oh you’ve never taken advantage of me… now me on the other hand… sometimes I just can’t help but take advantage of how small you are… how helpless you are in my paws… you’re so easy to just scoop up and… take control of.~”

Alex shivers more and I grin, knowing that I’ve succeeded in teasing him.

“Now, just go to sleep I suppose, we don’t have much further to go.” I say, changing my voice back to normal instead of teasing.

“Okay… Goodnight Anthony…” Alex says. He also said a few other words but they were too quiet to hear.

I laid my head down to try and sleep as well. Gone are the days of having to keep watch, nothing will mess with me. Nothing.
After a few minutes I feel Alex squirm against my chest and under my paws, likely trying to get comfortable. My heart suddenly starts beating a bit faster as I feel that little squirming sensation. Then my stomach rumbles and I can’t help but think, how would those squirms feel on my tummy?
My heart beats even faster as I gently slide Alex down my chest and onto my soft and very slightly pudgy belly. It gives another loud groan and my mouth starts watering. I have to slurp up my saliva from dripping down my chin.
Then, Alex squirms again, right on my belly. I mur and let the drool drip everywhere. I wonder what that squirming would be like… in my mouth… in my throat… in my tummy…
I lose control and bring my sleeping friend up to my face and sniff him. My eyes roll up from his intoxicating smell. My stomach voices its irritation and I use a free paw to give it a rub. Just a bit longer...
The hunger, his scent, the feeling of taking him over, the drool. My maw opens wide to reveal the inside to the world. A dark red cave aglow from the full moon. Squishy shiny gums, pearly white razor sharp teeth, a massive thick tongue that is aching to taste his form, and there at the back, his destiny, my red pulsing throat.
My stomach, again makes a sharp groan and I drop my friend into my mouth and seal him in. I mur at his texture and taste, squishing him dominantly all over the roof of my mouth, all over my tongue. He could drown in all the saliva that surrounds him, but it has a purpose, making sure he goes down smoothly…
I rub my belly, telling it that the wait is finally over. I tilt my head up and let him squirm and slide right into my throat. I mur one last time, feeling my heart beating dangerously fast. I open my throat wide and take him in to my body. I wait a second to feel his squirms before letting all the saliva in my mouth get all around him, then I gulp him down to where he belongs. Where he will stay. I feel his pitiful squirms going down my throat as he makes a slight bulge in it. I place my paw over him, feeling his desperation to be let out, but it’s far too late for that, he has been claimed by my body. I lick my lips as he disappears into my chest, I wait patiently for the glorious moment of when he will get there, when he enters my tummy.
I keep a paw on my belly as he slides in and struggles about. I rub and stroke over my belly, finally, he’s mine….

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I wake up with a start. The sun is just starting to rise way off in the distance. Anthony is shaking furiously with spittle dripping from his chin.

“Anthony! Wake up!” I start trying my best to shake him awake, but that doesn’t seem to work.

“Anthony! Wake up! Please! Umm… help me Anthony!” I say using the age old trigger phrase.

Sure enough Anthony bolts up panting and looking all around him. His eyes glance at his middle before he finds me sitting on the ground in front of him.

“A-Alex!” He shouts before yet again scooping me up in his paws and holding me tightly against his chest.


“Anthony are you okay?” I ask as I hug him back, still worried about him though.

“I was… you were… I… I had a bad dream. A really bad dream.” He says shakily, still holding me in his soft fur.