First-Hand Experience

WARNING: Blah blah blah contains vore move along if you don't like it





Why was this homework so boring?  You thought, burying your head in your hands.
“What’s wrong?” There was a voice behind you. It was Ness, your best friend.

Ness was a dragon. She had been close friends with you since childhood, and, like many other dragons in this day and age, was shy, observant and curious around humans. The world hadn’t changed much when dragons had appeared on the Earth. It wasn’t long before they were just accepted as a part of everyday life. Soon they were pretty much considered equal to humans. They took our jobs, maintained families and did what humans did. Houses were built to accommodate the larger creatures we now lived so close too. Ness, however, was different. She had been your friend since she was hatched and you were born. You both attended the same school, lived on the same street and spent plenty of time together; all that normal teenage stuff; playing video games, talking, going out for a movie or whatever.
The last week of school had been harsh, dishing out a plethora of assessments and essays for you to toil over; nearly all of which, to your surprise, had been completed with relative ease. All that was left was the biology essay due; "The Dragon’s Digestive System". If only you had been paying attention that day in class… You turned around to face Ness with a sigh. Ness was an average sized dragon for her age; about the size of a pony. Her scales were light blue, which matched her shy and quiet personality. Her eyes, a pale green, curiously looked into yours. She had short horns which protruded from her head, all along her back to her tail. Her normally sharp claws and talons were clipped in order to allow her to use all the equipment in human houses, though she looked nonetheless intimidating. There was no doubt you called her your best friend.
“…What’s wrong?”  She repeated. You snapped out of your daydream.
“Oh… uhh…,” you stammered. She craned  her neck over your shoulder, smiling as she read through you ‘progress’.
“I don’t think Mr Edwards would be happy with ‘A dragon’s digestive system is digestive.’ As your entire 2000 word essay,”  She laughed. You smiled nervously.
“I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing…” you admit.
“Weren’t you paying attention in class? Just Google it.” She advised.
“But then they just give me all these weird science terms that I don’t get!” you complain. Ness giggles, and begins to explain the whole thing to you.

Hours later, you two finally finish toiling over the mountains of work given to you.
“I think I might sleep over tonight… It’s all cold outside and I’m lazy” she sighs, collapsing onto your bed. You smiled. You loved it when she stayed over. Besides, the bed would be much warmer with a dragon in it too.
You slide into bed next to her. The next few minutes are lost when you both break into conversation, laughing and storytelling. The exchange is broken when Ness’s stomach emits a loud growl. Sheepishly, she smiles, shyly retreating more to her side of the bed.
“Oops… I should’ve eaten more for dinner,” She nervously laughs. You smile.
“We can always grab midnight snack.” You suggest.
“No it’s okay,” She yawns, giving you a glimpse into her glistening throat. Blushing, you look away. You had never told her about those… urges.
“…I know that look,” she says, tilting her head to the side.  “Watcha thinkin’ about?”
“Uumm… nothing,” you stutter.
“I know there’s something, c’mon, spill the beans!” she insists, pouncing onto you. You stare at her for a moment when her stomach growls again. She laughs nervously, retreating again.
“Ness…” you start.
“Yes?” she asks, poking her head closer to yours.
“Do you really want to hear this?” you whine.
“Mhmm.” She nods.
“Ness… I…” you repeat.
“Oh just say it already!” she demands, annoyed. Her stomach growls again.
“Ness, his is going to sound weird but… can you… eat me?” you blush. An awkward silence falls for a few moments.
“Wh-what? N-no!” Ness stammers. I dragons could blush,  Ness would’ve been as red as a tomato. You decide you’re not going to take no for an answer.
“I-I-I mean why?” Ness continues, embarrassed. Slowly, you begin to explain the concept of vore to her. Throughout the whole thing she stares at you in disbelief.
“It’s like a really, really intimate hug,” you finish. A moment of silence passes. Ness is clearly confused. “besides, dragons can control their stomach acids right? And… well you’re a dragon and…” your voice trails off.”
Ness tilts her head, thinking for a moment.
“You really want this?” she asks. You nod in enthusiasm. “but… but what if I hurt you and…” the look in her eyes says it all; she’s scared. Before she can continue spouting excuses, you pull her into a tight hug.
“I… I love you, you know that,” you whisper in her ear.
“I’m scared…,” she whimpers.
“Don’t worry Ness, everything’ll be fine. You reassure. Before she changes her mind, you slowly open her jaws.

As delicately and gentle as you can, you slowly place your head onto her tongue She twitches as you make contact. Slowly you slide yourself into her throat, your head slipping into her gullet with a satisfying squelch. She swallows. Becoming more confident, she picks up the pace, gradually swallowing faster and faster. You wriggle in delight as you squeeze into her gullet. You begin to hear the faint thuds of her heart beating, bringing a warm smile to your face.  You try and help her in the process, gently pushing ahead into her stomach. Your head reaches her stomach as your toes enter her mouth. Licking your toes, Ness swallows one last time as your whole body stretches her throat wide open. Your body joins your head in the stomach, forcing you to curl up into a ball. Satisfied, you nuzzle the wall of her stomach, happy that your Companion went along with your actions.
“Are… are you okay?” you hear Ness’ voice followed by her hands poking her bulging stomach. You push back in reply.
Without another word you both fall into a deep, sleep, happy to be with each other.

The next day you both make your way to school, infinitely closer as friends. You both excitedly talk about your experiences. Ness actually ended up enjoying it!
You both end up in biology class. Mr Edwards asks if you enjoyed the essay.

“Yes. Yes I did in fact,” You smile. Mr Edwards laughs.
“I had a great first-hand experience.” You whisper to Ness.