Random Raptor Vore

Since I've been in a vore mood all week and someone found this page by searching for raptor vore stories, I figured I'd indulge myself and the almighty anonymous at the same time by writing this. Just a warning, this contains graphic digestion. Otherwise, enjoy one raptor eating another. Short, quick, and no plot, so shut up and fap. :)

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They met at a clearing in the woods. Zed grinned toothily at Ahastar, the two raptors standing about ten feet from one another. Zed had his pouch on his waist and dagger in hand, the green-scaled thief prepared to defend his day's loot from the half-demon before him. Ahastar's nude form exposed his white scales and red belly, but the hybrid had claws extended, ready to lash at the criminal blocking his way. The demon lunged first as he leaped into the air with lightning speed and knocked Zed to the ground, ripping the dagger from the raptor's hand. Gems and other valuables loudly clattered together from the impact, while Zed looked up in alarm at the demon-raptor pinning him to the ground.

Now it was Ahastar's turn to grin, his teeth bared as he hissed at the green-scaled beast beneath him. Saliva dripped hotly onto Zed's face as he looked up into the aggressor's maw. Though the raptor tried to squirm free, the weight of Ahastar's body was enough to hold him to the ground. Ahastar held Zed's left paw tightly, but that still allowed Zed's right hand to reach slowly toward his bag. Zed knew that he'd have only one chance to grab something and only hoped it hadn't broken when he was thrown to the ground. The demon was too busy grinning and savoring the raptor's fear to notice as Zed's paw wrapped around a cold, glass object and carefully lifted it free. It was intact, Zed noted, grinning softly as well. Ahastar took that grin to be a peaceful surrender to death and lunged forward, his teeth ready to dig into Zed's neck.

In a flash, Zed pulled a flask forward and pressed it right against Ahastar's muzzle.

With a stunned screech, Ahastar bit into the glass, shattering the bottle's neck. The demon's surprise allowed Zed to roll over and push Ahastar to the ground, allowing the flask's contents – a cold, bitter, blue fluid – to roll directly into the demon's throat. Most of the glass bounced harmlessly against their scales, but some shards embedded themselves in Ahastar's mouth, making the demon try to cough them free. But Zed firmly clamped the demon's muzzle shut with both paws, forcing him to swallow the fluid even as the glass tore against his throat.

The demon felt oddly weak as he tried to get the raptor off him after he swallowed, but the weight seemed to be more than he could move now. Indeed, the raptor seemed larger upon him, his scales thicker, his teeth increasingly threatening. Growling and making one last desperate effort, Ahastar tried to buck his entire body against Zed, but the green raptor just smiled coolly as the demon only exhausted himself trying to push out from under his chest. Zed stood up after Ahastar was too tired to move, but instead of merely standing a few feet higher, he seemed to tower hundreds of feet into the sky! Ahastar shook his muzzle to try and clear his vision, but then he noticed other things around him: the grass that he'd ignored earlier came up to his chest, flowers loomed over him like trees, and pebbles that have otherwise gone completely unnoticed were now large enough for him to curl up on to sun himself.

Seeing the changes around him, Ahastar could think of exactly one thing to do: run and pray that his tiny size would keep Zed from following him. But his white scales stood out clearly against the brown dirt and vibrant green grass, and all Zed had to do was lean down and set his paw in front of Ahastar, as Zed's green scales blended in well with the grass. Ahastar ran into the paw without even seeing it, and Zed clenched his fist tightly around the half-breed, causing another nervous screech to come from the shrunken creature. There were no words exchanged; the raptor just lifted the tiny being to his muzzle and grinned again, flashing his teeth dangerously. Each of those razor-sharp teeth was larger than the hybrid's entire body, and Ahastar could already imagine their sharp points piercing between his scales, tearing into his flesh, ripping his muscles and bones apart violently.

Instead, Zed threw Ahastar into his mouth like a mere piece of candy, letting the shrunken scalie land upon his thick tongue. The atmosphere was already warm and humid, but became significantly moreso after Zed closed his muzzle. Though the half-demon was used to the heat of hell, the thick air within a raptor's muzzle was uncomfortable, hot enough to sap his energy and make him feel weaker still. In frustration, Ahastar tried to dig his claws into the tongue, but as soon as he heard the deafening roar from the raptor he realized he'd made a mistake. Only a few drops of blood dripped from the wounds, but the raptor could taste it and felt he needed to punish the demon. Not by chewing him – no, that would be a quick death – but by something even more painful, something that would last for much longer. Zed grinned to himself as he came up with a perfect idea and slid Ahastar toward his throat, feeling the saliva-slick miniraptor slip backward.

Once the half-breed was at the very back of his muzzle, Zed opened his muzzle, and gave Ahastar a look directly down the raptor's throat. It was a glistening, pink tube that quickly faded into darkness, even though Ahastar knew exactly where that tunnel led. The smell of the predator's stomach wafted up, which stung the half-demon's nostrils and made him recoil in fear. He turned around and looked forward, out of the raptor's snout, to look out at the world again. The view of the trees was still framed by teeth, tongue, and muzzle, those pink surfaces shimmering as if covered in gems. The demon tried to climb forward, but Zed simply tilted his muzzle back further, which caused Ahastar to slide back against the throat. Several moments later, the green raptor chuckled coldly, closed his muzzle again, and swallowed the tiny creature whole. The sound reverberated around Ahastar as he was pulled into the raptor's tight throat, the muscles immediately gripping him with crushing intensity.*

Ahastar desperately tried to climb free, digging his claws into the rippling flesh around him, but Zed only swallowed again and the wave of muscle crushed his hands flat. The demon roared as his his once-deadly paws were rendered completely useless as they dangled from his wrists, all the bones shattered, blood dripping from a few cracks in the skin. The throat continued to give the hell-beast a tight grip, such that his chest and ribs nearly collapsed with each peristaltic movement, each squeeze forcing air from Ahastar's lungs. Under the increasing pressure, the demon could just barely breathe, and the stench of Zed's stomach grew stronger with every breath he took. The rhythmic thud of Zed's heartbeat and steady churning of his stomach were all that Ahastar could hear as he slid down the slimy throat, natural lubrication clinging to his scales.

It was several minutes before the demon descended into the final circle of hell within Zed's body: the stomach. The sphincter opened up steadily around Ahastar's tail, and though he made a last, desperate attempt to jump free and cling to something, he was rudely forced through and feel free for several moments before landing with a splash in the raptor's stomach acids. The demon hissed in pain as the digestive goo splashed against his scales, coating him in the deadly fluid. Some of it splashed right into his muzzle as he cried out in pain, swiftly dissolving his soft tongue and leaving him no way to speak at all. It flowed into his cloaca and tailhole as well, starting to burn him from the inside out. The fluid also seeped between his scales, starting to burn them away at the root, causing them to fall away from his body. The stomach's steady churning washed fluid over Ahastar's snout again and again, covering his face, burning his eyes, singing his nostrils, and causing his once-proud red feathers atop his head to fall away in ruin.

There was no light within the large, green raptor's body, but Ahastar didn't need to see his body being digested, not that he could once the acids burned his eyes out of their sockets and left him permanently blind. In another few moments, the demon-raptor's olfactory nerves were also destroyed, mercifully taking away his ability to smell the acids around him. But the rest of his body could still feel and the burning and stinging grew continually stronger as his flesh started to burn away from his muscles. The fluid splashed down his nose and into his lungs, slowly stripping away the demon's ability to breathe. Across his entire body, pain receptors peaked, then burnt out entirely as they were dissolved, the wave of pain steadily moving up Ahastar's body, then fading away entirely. Blood soon started to leak through his flesh, his very life energy draining into the predator's stomach. Ahastar continued to struggle, but without his senses functioning and his muscles starting to burn away, his movements became weak, erratic, and rigid. It was still enough movement to create an air bubble, causing Zed to belch loudly, the sound echoing loudly around the half-digested creature. It was the last sound Ahastar heard as the acids burned through his eardrums, leaking through the gap into his brain.

Soon, the acids burned through to Ahastar's heart and dissolved it, leaving no blood flowing through the raptor's body. That was finally enough to bring his life to an end. Zed's body continued to digest the afternoon snack, gaining a few calories and minerals from the once-sentient creature. By now, Zed had completely forgotten about the attack; his only memory of Ahastar was just a pleasant feeling of warmth in his stomach as he went on his way.

Guess Who? (art by The Dragon Girl)

I've landed on Zed's snout. Let's see if he can figure out who's on his muzzle. :) Received at MFM 2006.

Queen for a Day (art by Sherbniz)

I'm the queen, Zed is the king. A cute piece by Sherbniz based on an RP I did with Zed ages ago. :)

Zedrick's playtime

For and inspired by Zed. The only raptor I'll ever regularly get underpaw. ;)

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"C'mon, let's go to the beach, Zed!" Shira said, playfully flying about your head like a hyperactive dragonfly. You try to keep track of hir at first, but after a few moments of only making yourself dizzy, you give up and just keep walking ahead, where the little one seems to be going. Shi flutters about tirelessly, usually staying just in front of you, but occasionally looping around to fly next to you, behind you, or even in circles around your head.

You roll your eyes at the tiny dragoness and think about what you plan on doing to hir when shi finally settles down at the beach. The surface of soft sand would cushion someone on the ground quite nicely. Even someone tiny as Shira. It's another few minutes before you arrive at the shore, the smell of salt water fresh in the air around you, the early afternoon sun high above the clear ocean water, palm trees and sea oats rustling behind you as you walk towards the water. Shira perches on a rock formation with an oddly familiar shape pressed into it, closer to the trees than the ocean. "There's a lot of history to this place, Zed..." Shi purrs, reclining in the rock's indentation, "A lot of magical things have happened on this very bit of shoreline. Things beyond even my capacity, and you know what I've gone though and what I've done."

Shi pauses and chuckles, shaking hir head as shi looks up at you. "This spot especially is familiar to me. It was over a year ago, but I remember being right here before." You look down at hir, confused, but shi doesn't stop talking. "Of course, I would like to reverse the positions this time, and I was given something to do that with..." Shi purrs, pulling loose a small crystal from the rocks, vaguely resembling an uncut diamond, yet nearly glowing on its own before shi even pulls it into the sunlight.

As shi looks up at you again, shi looks right into your eyes, then chuckles and shakes hir muzzle, putting the crystal right on hir stomach and hugging it to hir form. "So that's what you were planning on..." shi muses, "Well, go right on ahead. I'm not going to stop you this time. Not going to resist. You deserve to have your fun too, after all." Shi lays perfectly still, in a deeper part near the top of the impression, merely grinning up at you as shi clenches the stone. You grin back as you lift your right foot over hir and bring it down slowly, pinning hir against the rock. Your foot fits the impression in the rock near-perfectly, almost too accurately, though you don't pay much attention to that as you feel the dragoness squirming under your foot, only resisting now to show how powerless shi really is to you.

Your mrrring vibrates your paw against hir, even as you start to grind hir further into the rock, pressing hir even flatter between it and your sole. Reaching a paw down, you begin to stroke yourself, thoroughly enjoying putting a dragoness under your paw. After all, you've had to deal with dozens angry dragons after you were caught trying to take a piece of their horde with you; you deserve to get your revenge on the species that's given you such a hard time. As your shaft grows harder, so does your treatment of Shira, the tiny dragoness nearly getting ground into solid stone, hir muzzle pinned against your sole, hir tail caught beneath your heel. You have complete control over the little one, over whether shi even breathes or not as shi's caught underfoot.

The pleasure of power is too strong for you to pay attention to details, though. As you near your climax, you're oblivious to your surroundings; only the feeling of warmth under your paw as you keep the dragoness in hir place, the same place you've found yourself in too many times before. The warmth builds with a wave of energy, something flowing into you; you growl deeply and just imagine the minuscule creature cracking and breaking under your paw, not wanting to interrupt the feeling for even a short moment to look. You're too aroused to even notice that shi's taking up more and more space under paw, until hir muzzle peeks out from between your toes when you climax, a few drops of seed splashing right onto hir snout. Despite hir efforts to appear submissive, shi mrrrs and laps it up, rather enjoying hir position.

Once you come off your peak, you hear Shira chuckling below you. You wonder for a moment how shi even can chuckle, if shi were flattened completely underpaw, until you look down and see that your paw doesn't completely cover hir. Shi looks right up into your eyes and chuckles coldly again, shaking hir muzzle. "No, I'm not growing," shi replies to your unspoken question, "Take one good look around you, Zed... and start running, because you might want a head start..." Shi laughs as you look around, especially as you glance further inland and see the trees towering twice as high as they did before you reached the shore.

Panicking, you run back towards the trees, hoping to get away from Shira, as if that would solve the problem. As you reach the trees, you duck under a branch that only came up to your waist just a few minutes earlier, working your way back along the path. Shira flies along behind you, needing almost no effort to keep sight of you, still laughing. "That's it, run! Run, Zed! Tire yourself out for me!" Instinct alone has you doing just that, trying to get as far away from the little dragoness as possible. The tall grasses near the path come up nearly to your knees now, and footsteps in the trampled dirt you sprint along soon have you watching your step.

It takes less and less effort for Shira to keep up with you, and hir shadow overtakes more of your body with each step you take, despite hir flying a mere ten feet above the ground. Realizing that you'll never be able to outrun hir, you dart off the pathway, pushing aside grasses taller than you are, as your height dwindles to less than a foot. Small flowers you'd once have stepped on without care now look like alien trees. You continue to scramble about on the ground, trying to stay out from under Shira's shadow, hir gaze, hir spell.

As Shira's shadow covers your entire form, you meep and try dive for cover, finding a fallen leaf to hide under, and take a moment to catch your breath. You could hear the soft sounds of insects walking around you, tiny flies buzzing about, but your heartbeat pounds too loud in your ears for any other noise to register. The tiny peek you do take out looks like it's from another world entirely. A tiny pebble you'd never have noticed is now a hill compared to you, and single grains of dirt are larger than that stone once was. Any one fallen leaf appears larger than your home, and the one you're under does make a rather spacious hiding space.

The ground beneath you shakes suddenly, causing you to gasp in fear. Shira has landed, from the feel of it, and shi's now walking around to try find you. Each footfall of the micro-dragoness sends another tremor through the ground, and a shiver down your spine. Shi might be only two inches tall, but to you right now, shi's the largest dragoness you've had to deal with in quite some time. The dim light around you is quickly replaced by the full sunlight, blinding you for a moment, more than enough time for Shira to grab you in a paw and bring you up to hir muzzle. "Gotcha..." shi rumbles, hir normally barely-understandable voice vibrating your entire body, hir now-cavernous maw right before you, open wide as shi speaks. "Now, to teach you your place, raptor, compared to dragons... even tiny, defenseless ones..."

Without warning, Shira drops you to the ground again, then promptly places hir right foot atop you, pinning you beneath it but not hurting you, yet. Shi moves hir foot slowly down your body, until the ball of hir foot presses right against your groin, and hir toes hang just above your muzzle, the dragoness slowly rubbing it. "Lick," shi purrs, "Serve me like you wanted me to do you, or I might get bored and simply step down on your pathetic little self. Besides, you can't even save yourself from someone who has to fear a fly swatter, so why should I have any mercy on you?" Though you shudder at the thought, shi isn't exaggerating at all; shi weighs several thousand tons relative to you, and an imperceptible twitch of hir paw would be enough to crush you.

Fearing for your life, and completely at the mercy of the tiny titaness, you simply obey and begin to lick at hir paw, slowly, almost cautiously. Hir purr rumbles through you, making your movements even more unsteady, the purr soon changing to a growl. "I said lick, Zed. I'm not a patient dragoness, you know, but I don't want you missing a spot either. Or do you just want me to crush you?" Meeping, you begin to work faster, squirming a bit as well to try lessen the feel of pressure on any one point of your body, despite making you feel even more helpless. Shira only adds to that feeling anytime shi presses down slightly harder, reminding you what shi'll do if you stop for a moment.

In time, Shira moves hir foot slowly up your body, the ball of hir foot next to receive your attentions, the little herm grinding it against your muzzle for a moment to tease you once again. Shi knows who has control this time, and mrrrrs deeply as you squirm against hir paw, a position shi has been in countless times before hirself. As shi continues to slide hir foot over you, you find yourself under the arch of hir foot, and the dragoness lowers hir paw nearly to the ground so you can reach. There's little light, and all that you can see is hir paw above you, the sole hovering ever-so-slightly above your muzzle so you can reach it, shifting with each breath the herm takes, but never moving very far away.

Though it seems like an eternity, you've barely spent half-an-hour beneath Shira's right paw before you finish working over hir heel, the dragoness pulling hir paw away from your muzzle and looking over it, grinning softly down at you. "Good work, little raptor..." shi purrs, "I can just imagine what it must taste like to have licked all the dirt and grime from my paws. Nobody's done that for me in ... ages. I can't even remember the last time someone was in your position. I'm glad you decided today was a good day to have fun, because I certainly am. Aren't you?" Shi knows you want to answer, shi moves hir left foot over you and holds your muzzle shut with two toes, the scent nearly making you gag. Hir grin widens even further as you can't answer. "You're enjoying this so much you're speechless... I'm so glad to hear that..."

Laughing, shi settles hir foot down atop you, pinning you roughly to the ground, your ribs creaking as another few 'pounds' of hir weight would crush you completely. However, shi's been your position so many times hirself shi knows first-paw exactly how much someone your size can take, and keeps you right at the limit. You wish shi would just end it, but shi's enjoying hirself far too much, another scent coming into the air around you, the herm using hir tail to enjoy hirself further. "Get to work on this paw too, Zed," shi commands, "I don't have all day." Shi then releases your snout so you can go to work, letting you start between those toes. You hold back a whimper as you start to lick again, a deep purr emanating from the dragoness.

While you work under hir left foot, shi continues to have fun with hirself, quite enjoying the power shi holds over you. Shi decides to give you something in return and starts to rub the ball of hir foot against you groin, up and down in a firm and steady motion, gradually coaxing your length out. You squeak out as shi starts rubbing right over your member, hir foot slowly sliding up you body, the arch now teasing it, followed by hir heel, moving hir foot along only once shi knows the spot you're licking is clean. "Give me a massage too, while you're at it. My left paw has been bothering me lately. Don't worry, I'll keep 'massaging' you too..." Shi purrs, grinding hir heel against your shaft, pressing down so hard that your pre can't work out of your body, the pressure increasing within you and making you even more sensitive.

Shivering and continuing to work over Shira's massive paw, the feelings continue to build within you, against your will. Out of instinct you start to move back against the foot that teases your sex, wanting to release, even at the cost of your dignity. The hormones in the air and the feeling within your shaft cloud your mind, leaving you momentarily unable to think of anything but Shira and hir paw against you. Hir mrrring deepens and vibrates your entire body, hir paw growing heavier upon you as you rub against it, your tongue making the dragoness above you shiver. Shi rubs you faster, stroking hirself faster as well, a few drops of hir juices splashing on the ground near you, throwing up boulder-sized flecks of dirt with each drip.

It's not long before you go over the edge, the dragoness lifting hir foot up slightly to let you climax, you seed splattering all over the sole of hir paw, some of it dripping back onto your own scales. It all comes out as one large spurt, from the pressure built up within you, and you go limp soon as you come off that peak. Shira grins and moves the cum-covered part of hir foot over your muzzle and rubs it against you. "Clean it up," hir mrrrs. You hesitate, but shi presses down harder until shi feels your tongue against hir again, and doesn't let up until you've cleaned off every drop of your seed.

When shi lets up, though, shi pulls hir foot completely away and looks down at you. "You're filthy," shi chuckles, looking at the dirt smeared across your scales, turning your body a dingy brown. "Guess I'll give you a shower..." With that, shi gives hirself a few last strokes with hir tail before shi climaxes, hir seed crashing down on you with the force of a waterfall, moving you along the ground as shi rides hir peak. Soon as shi comes off of that climax, shi shoves hir tail back into hir femslit and strokes hirself to climax again, this time standing directly over you and coating you in hir juices as they leak forth, the herm growling deeply in pleasure, then grinning down at you.

"That stone's effects will wear off in about a day," Shi purrs, "But I'd better keep you safe until then. We wouldn't want anyone larger finding you and taking advantage of your tiny size, would we?" With that, shi curls hir tail around your soaked form and stuffs you into hir femsex, clenching tightly around you and holding you in place as shi flies off, taking you to hir lair, and having as much fun with you as shi can over that twenty-four hours....