#bird vore

[smallhorses]

Commission for peregrinebirb! Including the ocs of Der and gyrofeather!

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stubborn birds

(Disclaimer: all my vore is non-sexual N/sf/w interactions are not appreciated, if your blog is n/sf/w I will block you)

I do not own the dragon design! The game it’s from is credited on the drawing below. I have just draw it in my style and written the story. And please don’t stop reading, because of it I promise the game is not mentioned once in the actual story

Contains: feral pred, unwilling prey, female prey, male pred, safe vore

The prey character thinks she’s going to die, but she will be fine. I know that takes some suspense out, but I’d rather have the reader know they’re not reading f-at/al

Anyways it’s the first time I got something done for “vore day” It’s more just that I thought it would be funny to post it on vore day. It has been ready from the same date as the first drawing below.

size comparision pic. (kinda. The character is sitting down, but you get the idea) The prey character is the character above NOT a R-/obl/ox person. The story is not a joke story, despite it’s origins.

Anyways digital drawing for clearer colors (if you care; it’s non-traced, I’m just good at copying what I see)

Quite a bit of rambling, I know, I just really don’t want you to stop reading because of the fact it’s based off R-/o,bl/-ox

But onto the story!

word count: 2,5k

Hope you enjoy!

Her eyes were drooping, as she flew her dragon. It was hard to look for the orphaned dragon eggs. Especially in the Tundra. The heat radiating from her dragon was, luckily, enough to keep her warm. It was also very calming.

Her Howler dragon, Shade, glanced back at her before squawking. That woke her up immediately. “Sorry; I didn’t mean to doze off.” She looked down to the ground, trying to see if the thing on the ground was a tree or a nest. “I think it’s time to rest; I can barely see anything anymore.”

Shade carefully landed on the ground, letting her get of his back. He ruffled his wings into a resting position, like a bird would. Granted, he basically looked like one too. As soon as he was done with that, he tried to shove his face into the saddle bag of food she had just clicked off.

“Stop that!” she shouted out of surprise. He didn’t seem to listen, as he kept trying to grab it with his beak. Her voice was more controlled when she spoke again. “I need to start a fire, before we eat.”

He glared at her, before letting her loosen his saddle so he could take it off. She rolled her eyes at him; she was used to her dragons being cranky.

She got the wood out of the other bag. It was easy to set up, but not so easy to get it lit. She groaned. “Why didn’t I bring a fire dragon?” Even if her fire dragons weren’t the fastest, they were a lot more practical at this.

She ended up throwing the Firestarter on the snow-covered ground. “You know what we’re just going to eat now!”

That caught the dragon’s attention immediately. He ran for the bag before she could react. He had already eaten half the bag before she got him away from it. “Hey! I need to eat too!”

He ruffled his feathers, screeching at her once again. She shushed him, as she grabbed her own food. “You need to learn how to preserve food better, otherwise we might have a day we can’t eat at all!”

She sat down on the bag. There was only enough food for two days, if they rationed it. But they couldn’t do that any longer. “If you weren’t the fastest dragon, I wouldn’t take you with me.”

He clicked his beak at her. “Don’t act like you don’t hinder me!” He flapped his wings aggressively, making the newly fallen snow around the two, fly everywhere.

She took a big bite of her food, ignoring her dragon. She knew he loved attention, it made him angry not to get it.

She heard him stomp around in the crunching snow. For a second, she was worried he was running off, but that wasn’t something a dragon like him would do. She listened to his footsteps becoming more distant, wondering what he was planning.

She ate the rest of her food, getting a little worried that her dragon wasn’t back yet. But she also didn’t want to go look for him. Not because she was lazy; it was because that might be what he wanted, and she didn’t want to apologize.

She sat for a couple of more minutes, thinking over whether or not she should go look for him. While thinking, she fished the Firestarter out of the snow, and it hit her how cold she was getting. It wasn’t bad, but without a fire it wouldn’t be comfortable to wait.

That made her decide to go get her dragon. “Shade!” she called out. “Shade, where are you?”

“If you want you can eat the rest of the food!” She hoped she wouldn’t regret saying it. There would be no breakfast tomorrow, if that was the case.

She left the food, and the rest of the stuff, on the ground, before leaving in the direction where she last heard the footsteps. Luckily, despite being bird-like, he was heavy enough to leave deep footprints.

She hoped he hadn’t gotten too far. He wasn’t that fast on his legs, but he was still faster than her. “Shade!” She called again.

She began running along the footprints. She didn’t want the only dragon, she brought with her to leave.

But when she reached the end of them there was no dragon. “Shade!” He must have flown off, but to where? “Are you still here?”

“If you come back you can get more food!” She heard the flapping of wings. But it wasn’t Shade it didn’t sound like feathered wings.

A leather winged dragon landed in front of her, before the man flying it climbed down. “Is something wrong, Lark?” She recognized him immediately, it was her friend, and neighbor, back in the town.

“Yes, actually, Corbin,” she replied, hesitating in telling him what happened. “I don’t know where Shade went.”

Corbin thought about it. “Well, I haven’t seen him, since I last saw you.” His dragon pushed him with one of her snouts. He had his Hydra, Fangs, with him today. “I can look for him, if you want. What is it you need to apologize for this time?”

He read her a little too well. “I told him he hindered me.” When she said it again; it felt stupid. It obviously wasn’t the case. Corbin also knew that. “I feel so stupid now. If you see him please tell him to come back to the campsite. Oh, and tell him he can get the rest of the food.”

He smiled as he got back up on his dragon. “Alright, see you later!”

She waved at him as they flew off, before heading back to the campsite.

When she came back, the firewood was covered in a thin layer of snow. She sighed; why did she have to be so forgetful? She picked it up, and put it back in one of the bags.

She brushed the snow off the bags and sat down on it. There wasn’t anything left to do but wait.

As she sat and shivered in the snowy weather, she remembered that she brought a few heatcharms with her. Since she wasn’t a sorcerer herself, she couldn’t produce charms or spells, she had to resort to buying them. There was one of fire too, but… She didn’t have permission to buy firecharms. Not since… the incident. Which was why she had to use a non-magic way of starting fires.

But the heatcharms were extremely handy to have in situations like this. Not a good replacement for a fire, or dragon, given their price. But they still incredible to have on hand, when on a mission in the freezing tundra.

She waited slowly getting bored and more tired. The charms would make it safe for her to fall asleep in the snow, but she couldn’t without her dragon with her.

She fished out a flute from the bag. She didn’t know how to play it correctly, but that only made it more fun. The dragons hated it, but there weren’t any here.

She played it for a long time, when the sound of Shade’s wings flapping reached her ears. He landed right in front of her, before grabbing her flute. She didn’t care; she was just happy to see him again. “Shade!” she yelled in excitement.

“I’m sorry, Shade,” she started; she really didn’t want him to be mad at her. “I didn’t mean what I said.” She felt bad; if she had said this to a person it would have been seen as abusive. She had to never do something like this again. “You were right, and you can eat the rest of the food if you want.”

He shook his head. But it was unclear to her if he was saying no, or if he was adjusting his feathers. He glared down at her. “Are you saying no?”

He flapped his wings lightly; a gesture he made to say “indecisive” or “maybe”. That confused her; she thought for sure he would want to eat the rest. “Is it because you’re mad at me?”

He nodded coldly. “I guess that means I have to set up the tent.” She stretched, before she opened the bag she had been sitting on.

She barely managed to find the tent bag, before she felt a yank on her hood. She wheezed as her jacket pressed against her throat. “Shade!” she coughed out. What was he doing?

It didn’t take long for her to find out, as he forced her head into his beak. She immediately began fighting against him. Her head was already at the back of his throat and she could no long feel the ground under her feet.

She grasped tightly onto his beak. Why was he doing this? She hadn’t hurt him bad enough that he would… would kill her, had she? She felt his head jerk back and felt the swallow drag her down. Much quicker than she expected. Her chest had already entered his throat.

The constricting throat made it impossible to breathe. She tried to wiggle, but his gullet wouldn’t stretch any more than it had. Despite her inability to breathe, she still kept her grip tight on his beak hoping it would stop him.

It didn’t. The next gulp was powerful enough to both make her lose her grip and slide in to her waist. She began kicked; her lacked breathing, and her panic, caused her to not realize she was only pushing herself farther in.

She tried to scream, but the only thing that would come “out” was a humming in her throat. One last swallow and the last of her was gone from his mouth.

His constricting throat kept on squeezing her down towards his stomach. Tears started stinging in the corner of her eyes.

Her dragon ate her… She couldn’t make sense of it. Did Shade really hate her that much? Was she such a bad person, that her dragon wanted to kill her? Why did he want to do it that way? Whole and alive… he could at least have made it quick, but he didn’t.

She let out a panicked gasp, as soon as her head entered his stomach. She silently panicked while the rest of her body slid in.

For a few seconds, she did nothing but stare at the nearly complete darkness. She felt the wet slippery flesh pulse and move around her. She couldn’t bring herself to fight against it; fear had frozen her in place. Ironic, that it had to happen in the Tundra.

Her tears started running down her cheeks, without her even being aware of it, she was crying.

She could hear the dragon ruffle his feathers in delight.

This couldn’t be the end of her, could it? She had always cared for her dragons even if she sometimes had a hard time showing it. Maybe she could still change his mind about this.

“S-shade?” her voice quivered when she spoke, “please let me out…”

There was no response from him. The only thing that happened was him laying down. She slumped down too. The feeling unnerved her beyond belief, but there wasn’t anything else she could do. He had made up his mind, so she might as well take some time to think over all the stuff she never did.

She pulled the heatcharm off her neck, obviously not needing it anymore. It gave off a surprising amount of light. And she felt disgusted at what she saw. The way the dragon’s insides looked when moving was even more disgusting than just feeling them move. She felt sick looking at it.

Yet, in a strange and gross way, like watching someone pop a pimple, it fascinated her. She shined the small orange-tinted light around.

The walls seemed to barely have needed to stretch to contain her. She hesitantly reached out to touch the walls, expecting them to burn her, but when she made contact with it; her hand only felt a little slimier.

She looked at her hand for a while, expecting the skin to start burning, but nothing happened. She moved around a little looking down where there should have been an opening into the intestines, but there was nothing. She even tried pushing against the flesh, in case it was hidden in between, but still… nothing.

It confused her; where was she if this wasn’t his stomach? She wasn’t that educated on Howler biology, but this wasn’t right. Unless… There was no way that Howlers had inside pouches was there? That would also explain why it wasn’t unbearably hot.

But why hadn’t he done this before? Was he just more mad than usual? She realized why, as soon as she thought back to Corbin. It had to have been him; he must have found Shade and told him to do this. He knew everything about nearly every discovered dragon species.

Then again, why would Corbin want to scare her so bad? She knew he disliked her lashing out at her dragons, but making her think she was going to die? That was too much.

But in the end didn’t really matter, as long as she was safe. She slumped back down into the flesh; a whole lot more relaxed. She put the heatcharm in her jacket pocket, knowing it had already deactivated itself, before taking her jacket off.

It wasn’t hot in the pouch, but still uncomfortable to wear. The pouch was probably used to carry their hatchlings in, so it had to be a comfortable temperature. Nature was really something.

With all the adrenalin out of her body; she could barely keep her eyes open. On top of that the sounds of Shade’s body were actually quite calming. His heartbeat was slow and rhythmic, and his steady constant breathing was almost like it was meant to put her to sleep.

She closed her eyes, and within seconds; she was sleeping.

 She woke up from a sudden pressure on her body. Startled, she tried to fight against it. It took her a couple of seconds, before she figured out what was happening. She was being squeezed back up her dragon’s throat.

It was a little more bearable, but she still didn’t like it. It felt like it went a lot quicker.

She slid back out of her bird dragon’s beak and into the freezing cold snow. As soon as her body touch the ground, she no longer felt tired. She was up on her feet in no time. “H-hi, Shade,” she greeted, already shivering from the cold.

He shoved her in under his wing. While that helped; it wasn’t enough. “C-can you get me my jacket?”

She felt her jacket being shoved up against her. And she quickly took the charm out of its pocket. “Thank you.”

She put the charm on her neck again. Finale starting to warm up properly.

She looked at Shade’s gigantic chest. It was strange to think she had been in there just about two minutes ago. She once again wondered how he got the idea to eat her. “Was it Corbin that told you to eat me?”

Shade nodded.

She sighed, before speaking. “I knew it.”

She shivered one last time, before feeling warm again. “I think we should just head home now.”

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Thanks for reading!.

Also, sorry that it’s another prey pov, I’m just not as good at writing pred pov. And I don’t find it that fun

(Another thing, I might change my blog’s name, just as a heads up)

Anyways, as always, Feedback is appreciated! I really want to improve! <3

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