Story 1: The Tiny Snack by ThatLittleNaga, literature
Literature
Story 1: The Tiny Snack
“Sap is so yummy, I wonder why all the different creatures don’t just eat sap.” Was a thing my brother actually said. I bursted out laughing, my older sis too busy stuffing herself with the thick golden sap of the tree whose branch we were all resting on. “It's because, if all the creatures started, then there wouldn’t be any left for us!” I said, proud of my deduction. It was a fine day, we as harvesters were collecting tree sap to carry it in our stomachs back to the colony. Our big sister Loi was showing us the ropes as this was the first time harvesting for me and my siblings. There were six of us and by the time we ended, our gullets would be full of sap. All for the colony. We all laid back watching her, she had gotten pretty big. The sun brightly shone down. I was excited to get my turn at the sticky sap. I was assigned to lookout, as if that mattered. A Saftarian fully engorged was an easy meal for a predator. Still, we would probably come out alive. Loi had acquired a huge
Once upon a time there was a small planet called ‘Tysaria’. This planet cultivated a diverse ecosystem. With dragon-like giant creatures called ‘Xephians’ at the top, and a variety of tiny creatures at the bottom. And then there are the hungry Naga, not exactly the top of the food chain but feared by most. They have developed spoken language and partake in traditions of old, and still are ferally insatiable and have no remorse for the prey they eat whole. In a cave, hidden by trees, two adult nagas sat. There were four eggs curled up in their tails. All the eggs were shades of light blue, but one egg in particular was slightly bigger. The eggs were bathed in moonlight. The male naga got up from his spot. “I’m going hunting, I’ll bring you back a meal, you can’t produce milk on an empty stomach.” The female just nodded, as if in a trance. She kept her eggs warm. She was certain they would hatch today. She put her ear to one of the eggs. She could hear the infant moving. She fell
Story 1: The Tiny Snack by ThatLittleNaga, literature
Literature
Story 1: The Tiny Snack
“Sap is so yummy, I wonder why all the different creatures don’t just eat sap.” Was a thing my brother actually said. I bursted out laughing, my older sis too busy stuffing herself with the thick golden sap of the tree whose branch we were all resting on. “It's because, if all the creatures started, then there wouldn’t be any left for us!” I said, proud of my deduction. It was a fine day, we as harvesters were collecting tree sap to carry it in our stomachs back to the colony. Our big sister Loi was showing us the ropes as this was the first time harvesting for me and my siblings. There were six of us and by the time we ended, our gullets would be full of sap. All for the colony. We all laid back watching her, she had gotten pretty big. The sun brightly shone down. I was excited to get my turn at the sticky sap. I was assigned to lookout, as if that mattered. A Saftarian fully engorged was an easy meal for a predator. Still, we would probably come out alive. Loi had acquired a huge
Once upon a time there was a small planet called ‘Tysaria’. This planet cultivated a diverse ecosystem. With dragon-like giant creatures called ‘Xephians’ at the top, and a variety of tiny creatures at the bottom. And then there are the hungry Naga, not exactly the top of the food chain but feared by most. They have developed spoken language and partake in traditions of old, and still are ferally insatiable and have no remorse for the prey they eat whole. In a cave, hidden by trees, two adult nagas sat. There were four eggs curled up in their tails. All the eggs were shades of light blue, but one egg in particular was slightly bigger. The eggs were bathed in moonlight. The male naga got up from his spot. “I’m going hunting, I’ll bring you back a meal, you can’t produce milk on an empty stomach.” The female just nodded, as if in a trance. She kept her eggs warm. She was certain they would hatch today. She put her ear to one of the eggs. She could hear the infant moving. She fell
[Vore] Different together (Naga, F/?, Digestion) by ThatLittleNaga, literature
Literature
[Vore] Different together (Naga, F/?, Digestion)
I don't know where I am.
It had been a month since I had left earth.
Everything happened so suddenly and before I knew it I was in another world I didn't even know existed. I couldn't even worry about what was going on without me. Nobody probably even acknowledged I was gone. Now I was here, in a swamp, with no way to get back home. I was barely surviving In this strange realm, the only reason I was even alive was help from some fairies, which I had not seen for a couple of days.
The swamp is full of hungry predators, and apparently humans are a delicacy.
Most beings in this swamp didn't even speak English, and close to none were friendly
[Vore] Cowgirls lament (Naga, F/F Samesize) by ThatLittleNaga, literature
Literature
[Vore] Cowgirls lament (Naga, F/F Samesize)
Another day in the farm.
The constant sound of whispered words pooled in my head.
The door made a creek as the farmer came in.
It was milking time.
All the other cowgirls lined up to get milked, I was a cowgirl too, but not like them.
I’m different, somehow, or so I think.
The rest of my herd are halfwits, all they do is flirt with bulls and get milked, I’m not like them.
Each cowgirl was milked by hand, moaning loudly.
I’m always last, I don’t like being milked, I don’t like thinking of myself as just livestock, who just so happens to produce milk.
“Lucienne it’s you’re turn!”
I let myse
Holy crap, its been Y e a r s~~
Anyways, I'm back. I'm not exactly the most proud of my past writing and art so, I'll be remastering some of my old vore stories and writing new ones. Alytha is getting a better backstory, personality, etc.
I'm de
No offense to your username, but when I read it in my head it sounds like "that little nigger". Not to make things even more awkward but I'm black Maybe you could enlighten me on what a "naga" is.
But you do have nice art though, the colors are easy on the eyes.
I'm sorry- Sometimes known as lamias, Nagas are creatures with the upper bodies of humans and the lower body of a snake. It's just the species of my character.