"Hey C? Buddy? How're you doing in there? Are you ready to come out yet?"
Their question was met with a cold silence, but B could do nothing about the unpleasant response. It was meant to still be a secret between B and A, with the idea being that once they had reached their third month's anniversary of their relationship that they would tell C. But the surprise came a little too early.
A bent down. "Have they still not come out yet? It's been an hour..." They spoke in a soft and hopeless tone, which was conflicting with their usual upbeat personality.
"No..." B replies while eying the bathroom door. "I just hope they'll be okay... what if they don't like us anymore after this? I don't want to lose them. This is exactly what we were trying to prevent..." he says while silently acknowledging the irony of this whole situation.
B knocks on the little door again. "C? Please come out...". "N-no!..." came a soft squeak, which very briefly settled B and A's worry that their partner had somehow managed to escape through the window. They knew it would actually be impossible for C, but the fear was still there, C had a tendency to accomplish the impossible, such as dating two people who were secretly giants.
The two shared a look of grief, and A could see how B's mind was tumbling: "What if they break up with us? W-what if they leave us?" B asked with a choked voice. "Then we let them... it's not right to hold someone hostage. That would definitely make us monsters. C is already so overwhelmed..." A spoke with pain in their heart. At first, A wanted to pry the door open and get ahold of C, but now that they've thought things through it would most likely never go well.
"I miss them..." B hugged themselves tighter. "I miss them so much, and they're right here. They're so close, and we're losing them A... what do we do..?" A sighs "I don't know..."
Hours continued to fly by till the early morning, around 4. C finally decided to have a peek outside the bathroom to investigate the silence. They almost yelped when he saw how close the two were to the door, A was snuggled up to B, they both looked exhausted. To C, this was a relief. This was their chance to get the hell out of here... C grabbed their keys and bag off the counter and quietly made their way to the door. They took their time to observe their home for a final time and made some connections, such as why the ceiling was so high and why the two always had a glimmer in their eyes whenever they saw each other... C always thought it was because they were in love, which may have been the case, but also because the two shared a deep secret with one another... one that they never deemed necessary to tell C despite being their partner. Maybe C's insecure thoughts were right about them being nothing more than a third wheel.
Suddenly, he noticed B's eyes flicker open. In a panic, C rushes to the door, his steps waking the both of them. He pulled on the door and... nothing. It didn't budge, he tried again, then he tried pushing, nothing. Finally, he looked up from the handle and saw A's hand pressed against the top. Fear struck his already broken heart as he felt it sink to his stomach. He spun back towards the bathroom to see that his safe haven had been blocked off by B.
C looked up at the two with frantic eyes, unable to get his legs to move. He had no real other pace to hide as their layout was rather open. B gently reached to make contact with C, but C jolted away as if B's fingers were knives. "D-Don't touch me!" C hated how the fear rang in his voice, how he stammered in front of them. C never was one to speak up for himself. He was the timid and soft-spoken one of the three.
B and A kept their distance, looking down at C with pleading eyes, please C please don't go. Let us explain, let us hold you, show you that we would never hurt you.
But their silent pleading fell on deaf ears. C stared at the two with blurry eyes, tears obscuring his vision. "Let me go." he rests his hand on the handle, looking at A. Please let me get out of here.
A & B share a look before returning their eyes to C. "Let us first explain ourselves... please Cc?" B pleaded with an all too familiar nickname that made C feel uneasy hearing at the moment.
C's legs were ready to make a run for it as soon as either one made an attempt to grab him again, he was particularly eying B for that distinct twitch they'd show when they lost their patience. This would be C's only chance to speak their mind before something were to happen to them. "I... no, I've heard enough, I've... I've seen enough. I don't know why you'd keep such a big secret from me for so long! I'm not a stranger. We've known each other for years! And not once was I ever considered your equal! I-I'm just that easy to get forget about, aren't I? The small third party! Quick and easy to get rid of!" C's breathing quickened, and his blood boiled, yet he still kept his voice lowered. Regret began to almost instantly set in after he was done talking back at the two in such a tone, he swore that the two were now staring right through him. How dare he speak to them that way, how dare he try to question their decisions when he was so disposable to them?
Instead, A let out a very pitiful sniffle, a gate of tears rolled down their cheeks. "We're sorry, we're so, so sorry... we really messed up this whole plan." they say while trying to wipe all those messy tears off. Wanting nothing more than to be given a second chance to try and be better at how they handled the situation. They wanted to explain how scared they were of C's reaction and how they knew he would be scared if they had revealed this secret any sooner.
B held A's hand before looking at C. "C... no, no C, you're not! Don't say that! Please get that out of your head it was never meant to get so out of hand. We swear we would have told you a-and it was supposed to be a whole setup and everything!" Slowly B moved their hand closer to C. C hadn't even noticed B's hand. they were too occupied by their heart ringing in their ears and the sight of A sobbing in B's arms. Even B looked completely heartbroken.
When C suddenly felt B's hand wrap around his waist and legs, he began to frantically squirm, watching and attempting to push away any enclosing fingers that hugged his body. "n-no stop! Stop!!" C yelped. "I-it's okay! It's okay, I won't drop you, I promise you C..." B spoke with a gentle yet strained voice, trying to hide the pump in his throat as he felt his panicked lover squirm and scratch. Wincing a little as he felt warm tears drip down his fingers.
A quickly wiped his tears and let B open their hand. The two had talked for hours about what it would be like to hold C in their hands, how they wanted C to take naps, demand being held, how soft he would feel... this would probably not be the case anymore... "Cc..." A spoke softly. B looked at C. "I'm sorry I... I just wanted to be near you. Please don't be scared, A and I... we were trying to prevent this reaction, but it just happened. A-and now everything seems forced and-and the timing is terrible and we're scared we're going to lose you! We don't want to lose you C. Please, please believe us, we promise there's nothing else to hide from you, we will tell you everything... let us prove it to you... we will do anything to make up for this mess."
C was a shivering mess. They looked at both lovers like they were predators despite the duo's best attempts to calm him, giving gentle rubs and holding him against their chest. Talking to him with a soft and sweet voice that tried to reassure him that he was safe and that they would never hurt him while also repeatedly apologizing. This continued till the sun rose, and C finally passed out on B's chest.
The two laid him in bed, their poor C was exhausted, their cheeks stained with tear marks and their eyes were puffy, their body never stopped shivering and every now and then they'd jolt and mumble incoherently. The two looked at each other with equally stained cheeks and puffy eyes. They decided it would be best for them to shrink down to the size C was familiar with. B held C's hand and gently kissed their forehead while A kissed C's cheek and snuggled up to spoon him. The 3 got cuddled up together and fell into a deep sleep... hopefully, when C woke up, they'd be more willing to talk. But they couldn't be certain. All they could really focus on was that C was in their arms, and hopefully, after some time, they'd be able to sleep together without fear.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
mmm, maybe you can write a story were the reader gets ate cus they aren't sleeping?
Warming Scales
Sorry it took a while to write. I'm not sure what happend, I lost the will to write and I tried things to get it back, and then after a while I just started writing again. I hope I can get more storys out as well. And thanks so much for the ask, sorry if it's not the best.
You type away on your keyboard, each awnser being remembered and forgotten in the same second. A sigh drowns out as you can barely keep yourself from crying due to the repetitive and probably useless work. A particularly loud clack of the enter button has your boyfriend shifting in bed. You look at the work you have left to do, and then down to the time. You had been sitting at this desk working on the same folder of problems for the past 7 hours. It was 3AM and you were a little over half way done.
Charress woke up to a strange sound. He looked over to the clock as it read 3:19. He struggled to look over to the source of light that made him need to squint, seeing the chair siluet in front of the monitor, he realized it was the sound of sobbing he heard. He mostly got off the bed, most of his tail still spun into a nest. The soft sound of scales moving across the ground echoed off the walls. He turned the chair around, with your arms beginning to fallow. Your head fell from your hands, quickly being caught by his hand. His cool scales felt nice on your burning face. You gripped onto his hand and forearm as he took your legs with your other arm.
"Shhhhhh... come on. Let's go to bed."
Charress began to lay back down on his tail, using a coil to support your back as he steadied himself with his hand. He pushed your legs under the covers and pulled you a bit closer. You pushed back, pulling up his shirt and quickly snuggling into his chest. The cool scale like skin slightly cooling down wherever you touched. Charress slightly laughed to himself for a moment as you pushed yourself into him.
"Heh. Even threw closed eyes you can find your way back to your favorite spot on the bed."
As he pulled his shirt back over you, he could feel you slightly chuckle before going back to quiet sobbing. He started rubbing your shoulders, helping you sink into him and helping get the tears out.
"Yn, I thought we agreed that you wouldn't stay up this late anymore."
"N-no, you suggeste-ed it and i-I ignored it." You could feel your tears flowing onto his chest, you thought it was a wonder that he didn't hate you. "I-I need to finish t-this last assign-nment."
......
....
"Do you like watching me be hurt?"
"W-what?!" You couldn't believe it. What kind a question was that. Of course you didn't. You moved your head to the collar of his shirt getting ready to say something else.
He stopped rubbing your shoulders, moving a hand down to hold yours and another to hold your face, wiping a tear away from your eye. "Waching you kill yourself over every single course every night, it... it hurts to watch you ignore every bit of help you need. So I'm done asking. I need you to stay in this bed for the rest of the night, and no more thinking about college."
You could see the look on his face, it was one of the few times you've seen him this serious. You moved your hand up to his, pressing it a bit firmer into your cheek. You did your best to stop any sounds of crying and looked back into his pinkish eyes. "I know your just looking out for me and I can't stop loving you for it, but I have to finish this. I'll be done soon." As you finished, you pulled his hand away from your cheek and crawled out of his shirt. As you started stepping over a coil, you looked back, seeing sadness in his serious eyes, but needing to ignore it. You step over another coil, but feel a slight tug on your arm. You look back and see your hands still connected. You try to pull away, but he won't let go of you, gently rubbing your hand with his thumb.
"Charress, you can't force me to stay in bed with you. I still have work I need to do." You began tugging on his arm more harshly, trying to get his fingers to lose their grip.
"No, I dont want to force you to stay in bed YN, I'd rather that be your decision."
"OK! I made up my mind, now let go!" You had grabbed your arm with the other, pulling with everything you had to make him let go of you.
"(Inhale)(Exhale) No." He pulled you closer, a coil tripped you as you fell on top of him. He put an arm around your back to hold you close to him, letting go of your hand and hugging you into him. A coil fell on top of your thrashing legs as you tried everything to despretly get away without screaming in the clostrophobic fear you felt. He had never done anything like this before, and you started to fear what he'd do next.
"You can't keep me here! This isn't right! Let me go! I'll struggle out eventually!"
"Your probably right." You slowed your thrashing when you heard this. Your breathing was alread heavy and you could feel his was too. "I probably won't be able to keep you close to me, so I just need to keep you in me." Your eyes went wide as you heard that.
"Yo,-you can't mean that... right? Charres?" You could start to feel your heart beat out of your body as adrenaline started flowing. You could feel the end of his tail begin to coil around your ankles. "NO! Charress, please, I'm sorry, ok! I promise I'll stay in bed!" You had heard rumors that nagas were controlling, demanding, but extremely loyal and protective.
"Last time you promised that, you got up an hour after I went to sleep and started working again." You had also heard rumors that nagas in inter species relationships would sometimes eat their partner.
You could feel his coils wraping you two together. His stomach to yours, your chest to his. "Ok, I'm sorry, I promise I'll stay here just stop. Please! Charress!" You could still feel his hands massaging into your back like he was trying to calm you down after threatening to eat you. Maybe that's just it, he threatened to eat you because he cares about you, he loves you to much to eat you.
"I believe you," your eyes lit up as he said that, your head fell to his neck as you started crying again, and a tear fell down his shoulder. "But I love you to much to take the chance of you killing yourself anymore... So I promise you'll be safe. I'll let you out after you get some rest."
Dread. As you started to look up, you saw his mouth coming right at you. With a sickening squelch and pop your face entered his. You could barely focus on the thin tounge licking your face up and down. His throat looked bottomless right in front of you. The noises sounded, strangely comforting to some back part of your mind. The continues licking and stickiness of saliva fill you with fear, but also started to make you tired. You could barely focus on anything, let alone him licking your tears away. His fangs were stuck into the top of his mouth like they're ready to stab you at any moment. You mind started racing and just as soon, you heard a sound of death.
You heard a gulp as your face was pulled into his throat. The paralyzing fear flooded out of you as you started thrashing and moving as much as you could, harder than you ever had to before. You bent yourself in weird ways just to stop this. You knew the dangers and still went on that date, is this the price you get for wanting to feel love? You could feel another gulp, as you were pulled down further into the warm throat. You could feel tears and saliva mixing on your skin as you were dragged and pushed further into them. "O-Ok! OK! I'm s-Sorry! P-pl-pl-PLEASE! I'll Do what you want! I-I'll quit college if you want me to, J-Just LET ME OUT! P-please... I can't take anymore of this!"
....
Everything had stopped. You could start to feel his teeth dig into your skin threw his lips. You could feel a small bead of water drip onto your back. You thought that was it, he'd let you go now.... doom sounded again.
You tried to make a sound, but only a squeak came out as you were pulled further into his throat. The gulps came harder and faster, your head being forced into his chest and the once comforting heartbeat now sounding your end. You couldn't make a sound, your chest pressed into his ribs, barely allowing you to breath. Another and another gulp boomed around you as his throat quickly pushed into every part of you. You could feel your head touching something hard, like a ring stopping you from going any further. He swallowed again, forcing your neck to crunch into itself. It finally gave way and your head slid into his stomach. You could feel each muscle squish into you, examining you, tasting you. You could finally take a deep breath of the wet air, barely feeling your chest move his body. Your hands finally entered the mouth and you started to feel around. His gums, the hard teeth, his toung cutely wrapping around your fingers... No, it wasn't cute anymore. Then on the roof of his mouth you could feel his fangs. You tried to pry one out, but as he swallowed again, you could feel your finger get pricked just before your hand followed you down. You started to give up, you were basically in his stomach, you had no more energy and you now had venom in your system. He kept swallowing, forcing more of you into him.
You could feel him start to move. A spark of hope appeared, before getting crushed yet again. You were moved down as he began moving you around. Your feet hit the bed and he moved down, getting your lower half in one gulp. You tired to keep your legs straight, but the sudden motion kept them moving and your struggling body to curl up even more. Your feet plopped in uncerimonusly, adding to the scrunched up pile. Tears continued to run down your face and your mouth was wide open, taking in as much oxygen as you could.... All you could think, was that this is how I died.
.....
A cold wind hit the back of your neck as the stomach you were in started to expand. You heard more gulping. "Fresh" air finally entered your lungs. He was keeping you alive, or, just prolonging your punishment for disobeying him. Tears would have come harder if you had any left to shed.
You shook as he started talking, you could feel his lungs close to you pushing and contracting threw the slimy wall. "I'm sorry if I scared you, but its easier to explain-" you didn't let him finish, violently pushing out in every direction and punching where you could feel his lungs.
"No shit you scared me! LET ME OUT! I can't- I" you started gasping for air, your legs and arms almost immediately giving out after just a few seconds. You leaned back, trying your best to steady yourself as his arms and hands pushed into you. You slipped slightly and the side of your face collided with the back of his stomach, his breath was strained slightly and you could hear his heartbeat faster than usual. You gave a slight push outwards with your foot, you could tell you weren't getting out of here. Might as well make the best out of this situation. You started settling your breathing and listened to his body like you did most nights, just... louder. "You said you hated seeing me kill myself, did you just want to take the glory instead?
"What, of course not." His voice came in an echoey feeling. It was hard to pinpoint but just louder than the bubbly noises and pops of his stomach. "I just want you to sleep and feel better. I wouldn't do anything to hurt you."
"Well the sting of betrayal hurts a lot more than working."
"...oh, I should have figured. I just thought it would be easier to explain if you were already inside."
"Oh, explain that I'm safe. I know that's exactly what monsters do to convince people their ok and to not fight back. I've watched the news I know how it works." Your breathing were both going back to normal.
......."I'm sorry. It was rash, but it was hard to think of anything else. But I would never 'eat' eat you. I'll let you out after you've had enough sleep."
..."I still don't really believe you, but you might as well digest me. I have your venom running threw my systems" you pushed your leg back out where you felt his hand. Bringing it back after the strain of a few seconds.
"What? You already know what it does, I would have pulled you out the second I thought that too much had entered your system."
"What?" You stifled a yawn as you could feel his venom running up the veins in your arm. "No... no it...?"
"...It makes you-"
"Tired." As you cut him off, you started to remember the two pronged scar on your neck.
"You wanted me to use it on you once. You had human insomnia, and asked for anything to help you sleep. You'll be fine, when you wake up you'll just be a bit bleary and out of it."
You could feel the odd toxin in your neck, directly entering your bone. "Charress!" Your eyes drifted closed without the energy to keep them open, and you could feel his hand matching yours from the outside. You could feel the venom enter the back of your neck, crawling its way into the back of your skull. With the last pang of fear your body could force out. "I... I don't want to die."
His other hand layed across the back of your head. "You're safer than you ever have been."
You felt like you had shattered. You couldn't tell if you were cold or warm, looking at yourself threw someones eyes or looking threw your own. You couldn't describe anything, even where you were, it was.... it wasn't even nothing. It was the lack of anything. Not black not white, just nothing. You turned, looking around you could still somehow recognize you were in a room, but nothing was there that could indicate that. You could tell your body was still there. You had no indication or anything to go off of, but you could still feel... something. You moved your eyes slightly to read something. You were reading, and you felt, more real somehow. You were dragged out of whatever trance it was as you felt something slightly cool hit the top of your head as the nothingness began to grow black.
You could feel something very cold touching your arm. Without thinking you grabbed it, feeling the plastic crunch of a water bottle. You quickly opened it and began downing it as fast as you could. The coolness spreading threwout your body made you realize just how warm you were. You didn't realize the ringing until you started to hear the faint gulps above you and pops and gurgles around you. Another small object hit the top of your head, followed by another, softer one. A voice buzzed above you, just above the ringing in your ears.
"Well weren't you thirsty... have a good rest?"
You still couldn't get a train of thought going properly, reaching around to find the small object. Something clicked under you and your eyelids burned keeping out a majority of the light. You did your best to crack your eyes open, seeing the red pulsing walls all around you. There was maybe an inch and a half of space between you and the wall. You looked down, seeing your knees slightly bent as a you could see the slithering muscles bulge right under your knees for a few seconds. You let your head fall as your breathing started to come in painfully. You reached out, pushing a hand into the red surface and watching it stretch as far as you could push it. You did your best to sit up, giving you a bit more room to move. The light began to gleam in weird ways as two objects were caught behind your back. You reached out, grabbing both with either hand. There was a flashlight and a plastic bag filled with a few sandwiches and paper towels. "YN... are you ok?" You did your best to look up to the echoing voice, unsure how to respond. You looked down at yourself, feeling fine. You slightly pulled up your shirt, seeing no bruises, burns, or blood of any kind.
"Uhmm... ya. I'm all right. Could-... could I get some more water?"
He did his best to chuckle at the request. "Of course. Anything."
You tried to smile back, unsure of how to feel at your current predicament. You slightly scrunched your knees to your chest, giving you a bit more room to move around. You opend the plastic bag, grabbing the paper towels and wiping your hands and your face off. Your eyes were starting to get used to the light as you grabbed the sandwich, taking a bite and tasting peanut butter and jelly. It was weird, knowing you were eating something while being in a stomach. You heard more gulps as another water bottle gently fell onto your shoulder, quickly falling down to your side. You finished off the rest of the sandwich as you put the trash back into the bag, still unsure of how to feel about this.
"Did you sleep well?" You could feel Charress pressing into the sides of your shoulders.
You cracked open the water bottle and took a sip. "Umm, I think. I had the weirdest dream though."
"Well, I hope it wasn't too unpleasant in there, cause you slept for 14 hours."
You slightly choked on your water as you heard him say that. "What? What time is it."
"Basically 6pm. I checked, and you didn't have anywhere to be today, so I let you sleep for a while. But... do you want to come out?"
You pressed your palm into the soft wall. It felt really nice, and hearing the little hums of pleasure he made around you felt good too, but the small pit in your stomach was turning uncomfortably and you felt you needed to leave. "Umm, could you start a bath for both of us?"
"Mmmm, oh, uh, ya. We probably shouldn't leave that gunk on you for too long."
You started to feel movement around you. Looking forward, you could see the dark void in front of you turning and bending as the soft sound of scales on hardwood vibrated beneath you. Laying back out, you felt the turns moving your body in tandem. You'd laid down on his scales as he moved before, but being inside was a much... weirder experience to be sure. Some part of you rather liked it, feeling each muscle feeling at you, massaging you, knowing it's you. But you opend your eyes, seeing the the red pulsing stomach around you, lines you couldn't identify, and weard dents that formed and smoothed out rithmicly. It my your own stomach tossed looking at it, quickly moving to turn off the light. But a part of you looked into the void in front of you and wanted to fill it. You turned off the light and placed a hand on the wall, feeling him humm above you as you started rubbing the muscles surrounding you.
With every sound slightly echoing around you, you could hear the slight difference as he entered another room. The movement came to a stop as the small ammount of liquid moved you forward slightly. You could hear Charress fumbling with something outside, then hearing the wood rolling draw of a drawer. You could almost imagine him taking you around the house on his scales, like this was normal. You drew your hands back resting them on your chest, the slight disappointed whine you heard almost every night slightly shook above you. It didn't take him long before you heard the creak of the bathroom door, and his scales sliding smoothly over the tile floor. You could hear the rushing water start behind you for a while and his tail splash in. You started feeling warmer for a bit before you were pulled upwards, feeling his stomach cradling you like a hammock as you reached out on either side grabbing a handful of muscle, and you could feel him murr above you.
You made yourself let go, pulling you hands up to your face as your breathing came in harder and faster. The tight muscles squeezed you upwards as a pop sounded around your ears. Two hands caught your back as you were slowly allowed to move downwards by them. You moved your hands away seeing Charress helping the rest of your knees and legs out of his mouth as he set you down into the warm water. You could only think about how demeaning it felt to be vomit as your back and head were lowered down. Finally your feet splashed into the water, and with all of you out, you felt so... exposed. The air was cold, everything was too bright, and the water didn't feel smooth enough. You were glad to be out, but something made you feel unsafe. "Y/N, are you ok?"
You propped yourself up, feeling the pattern indentation of his scales under your hand, your eyes drifting down. You were in there. Your mind was spinning, feeling.... diffrent, every second. "Ya. I'm- I think I'm ok. Thanks." You turned around in the water, leaning back into him as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer. His hands went up your back and started pushing on your shoulders, massaging out all the knots from your sleep. His tail moved slowly under the water, creating a small nest around you as you sat..... "So... what did it feel like for you? Was- did it feel... good?" You cringed at your own words. You knew the type of awnser you wanted to hear, and you couldn't understand why you wanted to hear it.
"I felt protective, but it only felt good after you woke up and realized you were ok. I'm- I am sorry again... for scaring you."
"It's ok, but make sure you ask if you're going to do something like that again." Your own thoughts burned your head. You couldn't believe what you were thinking. "If...... if it made you feel good-" this was insane. You shouldn't be asking this type of question at all. "Would you maybe want to try it again?"
Helena had heard stories. Stories of monsters. Monsters so big they could swallow you whole or with skin that could change to blend with any background. With eyes that'll enthrall you in a mystical trance.
Her father had told her these stories when she was small, as a last ditch attempt to calm her hyper little mind.
Much has changed since then. Helena had grown. She had to take over her family gem trading business. It had been over two months since her father- since she took over the trading business. She strolled down the worn forest path that led from her little home to the small town she called, well not home exactly, but the closest thing to it right now. She waved at the egg seller, Mrs.Tailor, who was wrestling with one of her mud covered children, waved back with a smile. Helena smiled at Mrs. Cobbler and Mrs. Henny, who waved dismissively and began gossiping in hushed tones, sneaking over the shoulder glances at Helena as she passed. Helena didn't mind though. She had grown up around most of the town talk about her and her family behind her back. About her mother mostly. Helena never knew exactly what her mother did, but she heard Mrs. Henny say that "her business shot through the roof during the festivals, with all those foreign men around" Helena didn't care. She was going to the Trademaster, who would distribute towns and routes out to all the merchants in town. It would be her first year. She was going to do great. She will be great.
"Henny, North route to Fort Franco. Pair up with Lauder and Smith." Mrs. Henny's oldest daughter, Jessica skipped up to the front to take her map and joined her routemates. Helena stood in the front now, alone. She had hoped she would have a routemate, but she was fine going alone. She just wanted a good town. The Trademaster looked at her name and scoffed. Then Helena recognized them. Her father's main competition in business and for her mother's hand. Ms. Check .The Trademaster tossed Helena's route out of the small cottage window onto the ground and watched with satisfaction as Helena dropped to her knees to pick it up. "Bonechiff, Forest route, Bourington Bay."
Helena stuttered. "B-but, that's through the Black Forest! It's infested with monsters! If I go in there, I'll die by tomorrow morning!"
The Trademaster smirked "I hear that there's a guide for the forest, but she's a bit monstrous" She then burst out laughing and slammed her window shut.
Helena had all her things. Except for her courage. She could find that on the way though. She walked quickly through the forest, whipping her head around at any sound around her. She saw it. She nearly dove behind a tree. Helena peeked around the tree to see it, no her. The monster. Her ticket across the forest. Her only ticket. The monster's olive skin was mottled with dark green and nearly blended in completely with the background. Something wrapped around Helena's ankles and roughly pulled her into view. Her head was reeling, and she was upside down? A face was looking at her. A giant face that took up her whole view. The monster. She had completely black eyes, a sharp gaze and even sharper teeth. She had no hair, just tentacles writhing down the monster's back faintly. Except for the two longest tentacles, which were currently wrapped around Helena's ankles.
"What. Do you want?" The monster spoke in a deep alto voice, one that echoed inside Helena's chest.
"I-I need safe passage! All the way to the bay please!" Helena could barely get a word out with the fear and the blood running to her head. She fumbled around her underdress pockets until she found a ruby, a huge one the size of Helena's fist and held it out to the monstrous woman. "Will this be enough?"
The monster plucked the gem from Helena with one tentacle and inspected it as a smile inched its way into a smug smirk.
The tentacles flipped Helena over and held her wrists together now. "Yes, this is quite enough" On the last word, the monster's mouth stays open and her long tongue shot out and wrapped around Helena. She screamed and tried breaking free, but her legs were already inside the woman. The creature swallowed, leaving Helena with only her head exposed.
"No, no, no! I can get you more gems! Or- or money!" Helena sobbed. She was going to die just like the foolish girls in her Papa's stories. A strange expression passed over the monster's face. She seemed like she was pitying Helena. (Maybe I got through to her!) "Please, please let me go," Helena pleaded. A tentacle rose up, and wiped away Helena's tears. Then, the tentacles holding her dropped, as well as the tongue supporting her back. Helena dropped into the dark maw below her. The monster closed her jaws and Helena was plunged into wet, hot darkness. The monster licked her once and then swallowed Helena.
Strong, slimy muscles pushed her downwards. She fell into an open chamber, the stomach. Her final destination. Helena cried as she punched and kicked at the stomach around her, only to have the wall compress in on her and grind at her body in return. She collapsed, sobbing. (I don't wanna die like this… please.) Helena heard a deep voice around her. The monster.
"Dark Woods Ferry service. I will be your ferry for the next.. hm, you wanted to go to Bourington Bay? That'll take about a month. Strap in."
Even though I’m a person who loves the idea of being friends (or maybe more) with a Giantess, I am also the type of person who would be terrified of even a Mini-Giantess and I would need her to hug and comfort me for a while before I stop being scared and start trusting her.
What can I say? I love giant women but I’m also a coward and I’d need my giant woman to be a sweetheart to calm me down lol!
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Just randomly figured out that I have some childhood trauma from my fellow students making fun of any OCs I used to make when I was younger so now when I try to make OC’s of any kind, I get extremely disgusted and ashamed of them and toss them out. No wonder I can only be proud of my work when I write fanfiction lol.
Ok quick Rant about my favorite Batman character: Killer Croc.
So Killer Croc is my all time favorite Batman villain but I’ve noticed something about his adaptations that is a recurring issue. In almost every adaptation of him, the writers always seem to forget the sympathetic side of Croc. To me, what makes Croc so interesting is that at his core, he doesn’t want to be a monster, he doesn’t want to hurt people, he just feels like he has no other choice because of how he looks.
A prime example of him not being adapted well. Is the Arkham Games. Sure, he’s a menacing terrifying threat but he’s missing that human element so he feels more like a wild animal. Arkham Croc seems to enjoy hurting others and relishes in being terrifying. That’s not Waylon Jones though. Waylon hates how he looks, hates how he makes people scared with his mere presence.
It’s just kinda disappointing that in every adaptation of my favorite Batman villain, they forget the aspect of his character that makes him special. Instead, they just end up doing what characters in universe did and the reason he became a villain: they treat him like an evil monster.
Those are just my thoughts and my perspective though! Just needed to get that frustration out of my system lol!
Replaying Arkham City has filled me with an intense desire to see a Catwoman video Game. I mean like imagine her gameplay from City but with more depth, more polish, and more refined mechanics in both Combat and especially stealth. Then take that and make it into a full game about her committing grand heists while also defending innocent people to show her complicated morality! So much untapped potential!
Is a Catwoman game ever gonna happen? Most likely not. But that’s not gonna stop me longing for it whenever I play her sections of Arkham City lol!
I think we are severely lacking in Accidental Unaware Safe vore content. Usually when I see Unaware vore, it ends in digestion, which is weird since the idea has so much potential for Safe vore as well! Here’s a few examples I thought up:
You could have a scared unwilling prey who accidentally falls into their mouth while they’re sleeping or into their food while they’re eating. Lots of potential for fearplay, angst, and some comfort/fluff if the pred ever becomes aware of the fact they accidentally ate someone!
You could have unwilling prey that isn’t scared maybe in a world where vore is more casual. Maybe the prey is more annoyed in this one and is pounding on the pred’s stomach walls to get their attention so they can let them out! Will the pred ever notice it? Up to the writer but at least the prey’s safe in there!
Even willing prey who sneak into the pred’s mouth or stomach could be fun. Maybe the prey wants to stay still and keep the pred from finding out so they can stay in there as long as possible.
Overall, I just love the idea of Accidental unaware safe vore so much, especially when the pred is asleep while doing it! Whether the pred ever realizes what happened or not and whether the prey ever gets let out or not, I just love the idea so much and I need to see more of it!
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
I need a safe vore scenario where the pred and prey have a video call where the prey shows the pred what the inside of their stomach looks like and the pred shows the prey what they look like from the outside as a bulge in their stomach! It could be a short little story or a funny part of a larger story! I think it would be kinda wholesome and funny!
I love the idea of a safe vore scenario where a Pred is offended that someone calls their prey food. Like imagine The Pred has eaten a prey and an observer casual refers to the prey as food or a filling meal. The predator than gets all offended at the insinuation.
Like “how dare you refer to this precious sweetheart as nothing more than food? If they were just food, I wouldn’t be keeping them safe inside me! If anything, you should be jealous of the VIP treatment they’re getting!”
I don’t know, I just think it would be so fun to see the pred offended on the prey’s behalf lol
