Painting a Drafess
I finally decided to go all out with a little description of just what my sona is and can do (most of the things I can do anyway). In a nice story piece as practice for myself!
Around 3,700 words
Xinnova/story © 
Warning: This story contains all manner of vore within, herm self sexual play as well. ^.=.^
Enjoy!
Painting a Drafess-Written by Xinnova2
Rain drops always felt so good in the summer's heat near the area of the world which I called home. It had always made me feel as though I had just been massaged over and over by tiny hands that applied a tingling cool solvent to my trim furred ebony hide. My body was that of any typical creature of my kind, if in fact my kind was a flourishing race; at least I knew how to flourish for myself. The forest was always so tranquil when the gentle rainfalls moved through my territory, to refill the lake that nourished the life around these beautiful lands. With the rainfall though always came the new residents; or more importantly the new picks of the future prospects that I would sooner or later deem my worthy prey.
It was this very type of new face whose long strong grey tail thrashed so wildly from my large maw! It was no secret who I was to the outside world, a demon to most and to the rest I was never seen more than once in their lifetimes. The crimson red stripes moved from the end of my snout and down my back all the way to my tails tip. My rather large feral self was sadly quite lithe in frame standing normally around seventy or so feet tall from the bottom of my paws to the tip of my wolfish like ears. Often though I would dread this height for it made hunting so hard, and stuck to that of around half my size but the dragon I had found was one of a great size; a catch I couldn't pass up! Curiosity came about me as I would think back to those who venture here seeking water and food, did they come seeking sustenance or were they merely trying to see if the legends were true or false of the great demon? Either way, I didn't allow any to go without witnessing my glorious presence; and as the wildly fighting tail being slowly slurped between my plump canine lips you can imagine they only got one glance! It wasn't this dragons fault, it wasn't personal and as he would no doubt hunt another I was only surviving as I felt the large lump within my body squirm and roar but it was selfish of me to pick him instead of the large gryphon who was near him drinking from the lake.
I did have my favorites after all like any predator which a conscious thought, though the gryphon wasn't exactly off the hook as my soft ocean blue eye's turned to gently tail wave to him now with a sly wink as he was chained to that of a large wooden post! A metal muzzle over his head and beak as he tugged hard on it and clawed trying to get away as the tail finally disappeared down my throat, I could barely contain myself having caught two birds with one hunt! My body was indeed lighter framed then the large feral dragon that now bloated my gut, but that didn't mean I didn't know how to subdue large meals after all he was a proud male like most dragons and I portray that of a furred female. An offer of mate ship, a chance at a romantic dinner with the thought of a brood on the way was usually all it took till I sealed my lips around their head and conquered them by skillfully dislocating parts of the body that would struggle the most or allow them to run off. It wasn't a pretty sight but it got me what I needed and kept me from ripping out their throats and eating a dead prey which I truly distasted most of all!
Though don't get me wrong, I enjoy all different kinds of the meaty morsels as the terrified small gryphon would no doubt find out as my stomach began to acknowledge the dragon within it as food! It was a rather interesting process, my stomach having its own soul and life force could tell between a thrashing panicky prey and that of a person just wishing to be held inside till I was done with them. If the prey remained still they would be fine, but once movement took place they were already lost to the world as the stomach would first start off to compress around the prey forcing its head towards the opening of the stomach to perhaps allow them one last glimpse of the days light before sealing up. From there it would tighten and squeeze the prey almost like a serpents constriction, then would come the soft firm massaging movements all along the prey's body with each pass secreting a warm tingling liquid that would become thicker and thicker over them until the chamber would fill itself and the churning massages would just grow more and more firmer until the acids did their job to turn them slowly into soup that would travel all to provide me with nutrients that I needed to survive.
Feeling my blue bandana falling down over my eye from the struggle of the once proud male lover's disagreement to be my food for the night, my paws moved to adjust it as I smirked having had this thing since the beginning of my hatching as a gift from my mother that I would always treasure! I would always find myself fixing it from time to time, making sure my small young horns stayed poking from it and my ears were helping hold it up. I felt the struggles begin to weaken as my stomach began to shrink down knowing well that he was now mine, and would sadly never see the light of another day as I began to rise to my paws again to move to the rather short, young and morbidly frightened gryphon. His soft brown feathered were laying all around the post as he tried so hard to escape what was going to happen to him as he laid down panting. It wouldn't matter anyways as I began to move over to him, I made sure to clip his wings before paw, as I was quite sure he understood by now from the numbness of his wings.
My long tail swished back and forth before slithering up beside of me like a large anaconda, moving to raise the tail tip that was shaped like a beautiful rose bulb before blooming on a spring morning. Its beautiful tip glanced to me like that of a head and motioned to the gryphon with a sort of hiss as I could only grin toothily at that notion. At that point I settled down on my haunches like I was about to witness a wonderful show as my large head licked over my lips and nodded to it causing the gryphon to look at me in a strange way as if I was a little less upstairs; but the truth would only serve to frighten him even more! As it was my old fashion, I was a being fashioned to end the lives of those great magical beasts and men a like and being such I didn't just take in the flesh of such creatures but forced their souls as well to join with my own making me a rather powerful mystic myself. And as such did happen sometimes the rather strong one's would gain a part of my body as their new vessel, as was true for both my stomach and my tail as it slithered towards the panicked bird. The tail was a hunter all on its own with a conscience and skill to stalk prey like that of its previous self a naga lord.
Slithering over to the gryphon, its flower began to slowly blood before the wondering creatures eye's it was always such a pretty display as my eyes watched the show I could see the flower reach its core and cause the fear to return in the gryphon as it saw the worm like maw opening up and the rolls of small needle like teeth! As many before him he was just too slow to look away, the moment he saw the teeth his face was suddenly washed over with a yellow mist of strange pollen that burned upon touch as it instantly caused his face to numb and his eyes to become blinded causing him to thrash violently against the restraint as the numbness moved quickly over his whole body numbing it! It usually didn't last long at all with the smaller creatures but a dragon was more of a risk as they would try to attack me wildly before it would take effect so the furry and feathered types were more for this kind of hunting. The tail would then move to curl around the limp still breathing creature, constricting it only enough to hold it in place as the maw of the ravenous appendage would seal over the rear of the creature as I slowly moved up to pull the muzzle off of its head giving the gryphon a soft kiss on the head to thank him for the meal as he would easily disappear into the voracious muscle mass to become nothing but a lump that would travel to become part of the soupy mess within my belly that was once the proud male dragon!
Things like these always seemed to happen daily for me, it was almost a routine as this was the greatest lake within the area and I made sure I was only seen by those I wanted to see me. Being one of the shadows it was rather easy for me to meld into them to disguise myself from the world until I was ready to strike out, I couldn't help but think back to just the other night when a group of travelers moved through the night a wolf and a fox anthro with only tribal clothes to cover them and spears as I assumed were meant for fishing from my lake. Now normally I would try to come back as the moon set in the night sky, but for these two trespassers I decided it was worth being late as I allowed myself to meld into the forests shadows and slip slowly towards the path the two were traveling. For the two it must have been a nightmare as one of their shadows crossed into the woods allowing me to slip into both of their black images on the ground and from there it was so easy to take over their bodies motions as I froze them both in place against their will! It was so fun to taste the fear from them, as they tried to grip reality to know what was happening to them as they tossed the spears aside and began to slowly undress each other and toss those far beyond their bodies as I seeped into their very minds and played with their senses.
True I suppose demon was a good term for me at times, but what huntress didn't enjoy playing with their food? Albeit a bit much to force the other to picture his friend as a hot female of his own race, the poor strong willed wolf began to tear up as the smaller fox almost drooled at the flirting female as she began to bend over to lift the short skirt that really wasn't there to reveal her wet plump vagina to him. Oh and how I went all out, she was even in season as the scent would seem to fill his nose as the wolf was being bent down onto his hands and knees as he shut them tight as the smaller, weaker fox took strong hold of the alpha like lupine and began to dethrone him of his pride! He couldn't help but thrust wildly against the tight female as the wolf howled out in pain as the rock hard fox went wild on his ass, and just as they both shut their eye's the shadows began to move to form an unnoticeable sphere on the ground around them; soon enough none of this would ever be remembered! Just as the fox's knot began to slap against the bruised wolves tight pucker the shadows seemed to slowly rise from the ground and take on the form of a dragonish figure laying curled up on the ground, my mind never leaving them as I let the fox finish his greatest lay of his life and the poor wolf's last raping by the one he thought was his closest friend!
Their sounds of love soon would fade as the blackness would envelope them, slowly being pressed into my stomach just as the fox would slam his hard swollen knot into the now bleeding ass of the wolf forcing him to howl out a muffled cry of pain before silence overcame them completely. My force slowly faded back into reality as I now rested against my side, filled with the two once friends and now slabs of meat as they realized were they were and began to put up a far too late fight. My mouth almost watered again at this feeling as my once more large belly began to squirm and fight its last fight snapping me back into reality once again as I gave a soft sigh knowing I should soon head back as I stood up onto all fours thinking to myself a moment, my body began to glimmer a soft white in the day lights sun as it shifted down so dramatically taking on the figure of a human like form of just a little over five feet. The form came into being, as I took on the image of an anthro of small built frame and almost frail like existence as my breasts bounced gently as I walked. It was always good to appear weak to lure in prey, this form was actually that of an illusion to conceal that of my true feral self. My once large belly now was that of a three month old pregnancy as my hands rubbed over its soft squirming knowing full well that they were still locked inside of my feral stomach and as I paced myself back to my lair my hands drifted to that of my satchel bad that appeared at my side once I changed forms.
It reminded me of the pouch that my feral form had just under its belly, and the six pair of tits that were just above that as I began to drift once more into thought of the past hunts and the use of that pouch. Now those brought back some rather fond memories; some of which made me get rather hard as I moved into the entrance of my cave to settle down on the ground to lean against the wall as my anthro form was able to interact with the world around it as if it was just a simple body. My hands slipped down slowly to rub over my loin cloth as I could feel my black sheath beginning to plump so quickly as I moaned at the thoughts of my last victim to have the honor of meeting my pouch; my loin cloth was tossed aside rather quickly as my other hand now explored nice and slow over my wet cunny lips. Was it wrong of me to enjoy the pain and death of lesser creatures? Possibly not, but I didn't keep that from ever stopping me from enjoying it even more as my thoughts began to drift again to that moment with the big strong mare who was working on finding new land to settle to perhaps start a home for a future family or business; which mattered not to me as I only loved her for those wide mother hips and that strong frame!
It was a cold day of winter, as I did during those times I made myself into that of a weak anthro having lost hir way in the storms of snow and ice. I happened upon the strong mare when she was just about to settle in after dinner of a vegetable beefy stew, I remember it well as it was the scent that lead me straight to her hastily built log cabin. Knocking on the door I presented myself to her as a weakened woman perhaps starving, I even remember fainting in her strong broad arms as my two fingers now dipped into my cunt causing me to moan out as I thought of how easy she was to fool. I lazed in her bed a bit as she shut and locked the door before moving towards the crock pot of stew as a grin placed on my lips knowing well as I slowly rose up from the bedding that the moment she was turned from me she was mine! And indeed almost like clockwork, she moved to bend down over the boiling kettle in the fire place. I began to grip my now fully erect cock, jerking it nice and slow at first as I leaned back to bite my lower lip as I thought of how easy it was to push her into the large kettle of boiling contents and cap the lid over her rather large rump! Oh gods I could smell the sweet scent of boiled equine filling my nostrils as if I was right there as my knot began to grow and I found three fingered now rubbing up against my clit, those cunny lips squeezed so tightly now as I imagined her thrashing so hard to get out of the pot as it took everything in me to keep her upper body inside of it!
I don't know what came first for her, the boiling or the lack of air that stilled her movements but I didn't wait long enough to find out or in fact to allow this to kill her as I roughly pulled her from the stew and watched as she weakly coughed up the stew as her breathing soon returned; from then it was just a simple dragging her outside by her hooves to allow myself to change back into the form I was so used to! I would be lying if I didn't desire her immensely, as I felt myself begin to pre all over my cock and hand; as my vagina poured down its own wetness now to confirm that I did in fact want to keep her around. But alas the sound of the belly grumbling was the one voice I would never disobey, and it clearly wanted this woman and I wasn't about the deny myself the treat of stewed mare as I took both her hooved feet into my large paws and lifted her barely conscious form upside now she began to realize something was wrong by this point as she flailed her arms at me and mumbled something about what was happening and how she didn't at all want this! Mm I felt my cock jerk as I thrusted into the air against my now hard working paw that gripped it as my other hand never stopped rubbing at my clit between my thick thighs as the thoughts of that mare begging and screaming at me just as my tail bulb pressed into my pouch and opened it wide before the beautiful woman's half cooked figure as I began to effortlessly lower her upper body down into its warm, wet grasp as my tail tip slipped away she would have felt the tight grip all around her and the muscles as they began to almost suck on her body!
Nothing, not even a king with all his knights would have been able to save her now as that pouch pulled on her as my grip began to loosen and instead I started to press on her rump to push her into it as she squirmed and began to punch against my belly fat! If this was the feeling of heaven, then I would hope to be eaten soon as the brim inside of the pouch relayed her flavors to me as I could feel saliva forming in my maw as I slowly licked over my lips knowing I would have equine stew the next eve! Her punching turned to weak kicks as the pouch enveloped her with such ease, it was almost a shame as I playfully pressed a claw into her cold cunt to only force more fight into her as the pouch sealed around that fine ass of hers and soon those hips and even legs would disappear! Just as the hooves finally become lost to the outside worlds vision did the mare become pressed into another hot, moist and rancid chamber of my stomach; just as I roared out feeling my knot slam into my hands signaling the climax of my evening as a few large eruptions of cum came over my bare breasts and face now as my cunny poured out its own great lustful ending!
My body now spent, and my mind a bit hazy from the wonderful memories of the past I could only dream of what lies ahead of me in the near future. Perhaps I will pull someone into my cunny tomorrow as a feral and force them to become my child, or maybe I shall be merciless and force someone into my tight tail hole to feel them squirm all the way to my stomach; Then again it was always a curious feeling to shrink one down with one of my many potions and let my cock feed them into my knot to increase its size for a while! All these things were just a part of what I did in my line of work, just a taste of what I can do and who I am truly; let's just hope you never find out just what I can do personally or it may just be your last. ;)
~The End