The King's Pet
"Come on, let's line up, now!" The great King Tuck waved his arms to and fro, trying to get the disorderly meeting of dragons to assemble. He himself was a dragon; anthropomorphic and purple-scaled. At that, he had a kingly figure; his beige-scaled...
Growing Sun
And the feeding began. they shoved the treats in wholesale, barely giving sun time to swallow before the next was put in.
The Hand That Feeds You
"Darling when the morning comes And I see the morning sun I wanna be the one with you..." (Grover Washington Jr, Just The Two Of Us) "Do you think..." It'd been hard for them to talk about, but they hadn't had anyone else to talk to. "Do you...
Old Friends, New Loves
**Chapter I: Reintroduction for Beginners** I wrapped my paw around my coffee cup and gulped down its contents. I typically don't enjoy coffee, but when I'm on edge it seems the caffeine flows through my veins more easily than blood. I stare into...
Food Alert
Lionel had been feeding himself with the feeding machine he had in case of feeder bot malfunction after all; the automated hose did all the work for him.
Blueberry Pie
How many slices had she been forcefed at this point? 10? 20? 50? Mali had lost count, only hoping that the blueberry pie would run out soon. Her venture into the ancient Temple of Berrificium was originally for the purpose of finding a priceless...
Members
He was starting to sweat too from all of that effort of feeding, and the air in the room was heating up as a result.
The Nightly Feed
But i will return, as he did, once more to let them feed. so it has been, and so it must be. the nightly feed must happen, or all is lost. goddess help me.
The Cult of the Moth
Darkness. A soft drone of the earth. Candlelight dots what appears to be a large, cave-like room. Intricate woven patterns of rusted and bronze fabric find themselves hung from the rocky walls and ceiling. And stood within were what appeared to be tens...
Chapter 1) The Hatch Date; Wyrmlings Come Forth
This is the first installment of a series about me, Lamok, a lone hermaphrodite opal dragon, how I came to be, and how I survive in a world that would have no objection to the extinction of all dragons everywhere. Note: At the bottom is a...
Calm During the Storm
Dark and stormy nights are the things of storied clichés, but tonight was just one of those nights where you had to deal with it or else you'd never get home. At least, that was Jim's thoughts on the matter. The words that felt too disgruntled about...
Birthday With A Friend
"This feels strange," the lion said, shifting some in his seat by the table. He was wearing overalls and a shirt, with a party hat pressing down on his mane, strapped under his chin. An adult-sized bib was tied around his neck, and the bulging...