Just a Bunch of Snacks
First story in what will be, I guess, a bunch of many. These are meant to be personal, self-indulging vignettes, when I just have to scratch that itch of horny and make it into a smol story.
Fun fact: this was supposed to be "harder" vore, but after recent thoughts I've had regarding non-fatal vore and vore day things, I actually made it softer. I may make a variant of what it was "supposed" to be if people want it; let me know in the comments.
Liliana knew the secret to a good, long, perfect life of luxury and debauchery. Riches, power, influence, and most importantly, a harem of willing slaves attending to your every whim; whether she required a bath, food, or some service, she was constantly followed by at least three servants, ready to kneel at her feet at the snap of a finger.
One could easily call her spoiled- and she was! But she deserved it. Her status, her skills, her domain; everything she had earned through hard work, and cold, merciless conqueering. Today, she would indulge just like the other days: lounging into a soft, velvet sofa she sighed, spreading her legs.
"Pets, tend to me," she said, snapping her clawed fingers.
Immediately the five submissives swarmed her already naked body: while a tigress and a crocodile tended to her full, heavy breasts, the other three took care of her crotch, the canine twins dealing with her swollen, churning sack, and the cobra focusing on her twitching, veiny spire. She sighed, tilting her head backwards; no matter how many times she was going through this, it always felt divine. It was natural after all, for she only took the best of the best under her wing- anything less than perfection would either be disposed of, or assigned more menial tasks. That meant scrubbing the floors in the worst case; those more fortunate would likely end up as relief toys for the better slaves.
Servile tongues dragged across Liliana's soft scales, slathering her flesh with shining drool. The two servants tending to her tits nipped at her teats, each sharp fang rubbing against the perky nubs sending little jolts of pleasure into her body. The dragoness was not one to lactate; yet, her devoted worshippers nursed her like babies would a caring mother, their eyes filled with love and adoration.
The canines under her heavy sack were having the most blissful game of "fetch": each of their slavering maws polishing those potent, virile orbs, their sensitive muzzles sinking into the bountiful balls-flesh. The strong masculine scent overwhelmed their weak, servile minds, driving them into cum-starved, drooling slaves, desperately slurping, kissing, huffing into that scrotum, so close yet so far to the fluid that overtook their breeding instincts.
Last, but not least, the cobra. While the servant's appearance was highly feminine, the throbbing hemipenes coming out of that slit clearly gave the reptile's maleness away.
Of course he was the one assigned to taking care of the dragoness' cock; he was one of the rare harem sluts able to take her whole. She so loved how his pliant throat wrapped around her length, his skin stretched so taut it took the very shape of the cock she was spearing his gullet with. His ample drooling and her copious amounts of pre made it an easy process, and she didn't even have to move in the slightest; the reptile would simply slowly drag himself further along her dick, until his pretty, glossy lips made out with her crotch. It always left such a pretty lipstick ring on her scales.
But even an omnipotent dragoness like Liliana had her limits. She was getting quite worked up, which meant it was time for the main event. Gently, but firmly, she pulled the alligator away from her nipple, the small scaly letting out a pleading whine, but not daring to move without permission.
He didn't have to wait; in the blink of an eye he was lifted, up to his owner's face, her large, dripping maw wide open in front of his face. He could feel the volcanic warmth of her fiery breath washing over him every time she exhaled; no matter how many times he had been through this, he still couldn't help but gulp and shiver in fear at the sight of those sharp fangs.
Just as fast he was shoved into her waiting jaws head first, Liliana's mouth quickly wrapping around his shoulders. Her tongue wrapped around him, pulling him further, deeper, the moist walls swallowing him whole. The other slaves watched as he bulged out her throat, his legs squirming weakly as they disappeared past her lips.
There was no fear. No worries. Only pure bliss, and the slight, masochistic pain of feeling her strong teeth sink into his scales- not hard enough to wound him, but firmly enough so that he could moan as they scratched along his body. The alligator had done this more times than he could count, but this was always the part that got him over the edge. As he emptied his balls into his mistress' tongue his upper body made its way further down her throat. With every loud gulp, it was harder to move. The tight walls squeezing him just a little bit more. The humid tunnel growing hotter. Like he was diving deep down into a pool of lava- and the splash he made when he reached her stomach might as well have felt like it.
Outside, Liliana's stomach had massively rounded up, enough to almost obscure her entire shaft. The submissive cobra felt the heavy weight of his fellow harem slave, his ears filling with the loud rumbling and gurgling of a burbling stomach. A tug at his legs reminded him of his task- but he didn't have the time to resume his devoted fellatio, the dragoness' tail slowly pulling him away.
With a pop he finally came off Liliana's girthy cock, gasping for air. Each inhale clogged his lungs with tainted oxygen, the surroundings reeking of the smell of sweat and sex; when his mistress' tail wrapped around his neck and shoved his snout right into her dilated, precum oozing slit, the musk doubled, wracking his mind, drowning his brain in pheromones. His eyes rolled up as the dragoness' dick clenched, pulling his entire head inside. With nowhere else to go the clear fluid gushed into his mouth and nostrils, further flooding his system with that pungent stench, impregnating his very core as he bulged out her urethra.
The canine twins were delighted to feel that heavy sack grow fuller and wider over their heads, pressing into their head just a little bit more. They could smell their companion, their fellow servant inside of her, his own scent adding a little fragrant spice to their Mistress' already complex, intoxicating smell. They shivered in delight, knowing they would join him soon enough, but still wishing to indulge in the dragoness' balls for a little while longer.
Though, they had no say in the matter: that thick, powerful tail wrapped around them, binding them together and pulling them away from those divine orbs. The canines couldn't help but whine instinctively, their beloved treasure taken away from them and their bodies responding in touch.
Still, Liliana was merciful today. With a grin, she cut their "suffering" short, and firmly pushed them into her slit. Even for her size, both general and phallic, it was quite a significant intake; one that was large enough to cause her to groan and tense up with arousal. The tigress could only gently massage her mistress' tits, pinching at her nipples and trying to focus her needs on something else.
That had the opposite effect. With a hungry snarl Liliana grabbed the feline by her waist, pulling her away and smashing her into the carpeted floor. Within seconds the titanic dragoness was over her, the tapered tip of her bulging shaft - which was still swallowing the canines down - poking at her soaking wet pussy. The obedient tigress briefly saw the feral, rutting desire in her owner's eyes before she speared into that vagina, bottoming out in one fell swoop. Her mouth opened up into a silent scream of pain and pleasure, her stretched out midriff molded around the shape of that powerful dragon cock.
Those full balls pulsed violently against her crotch, dragging along her skin with every needy twitch. She could feel the three servants squirming inside, their bodies slowly growing softer, losing shape and color, their traits disappearing and melting into the already unbelievable amounts of spunk the dragoness was brewing. For any outsider they might as well have been gone- but she knew her Mistress cared deeply for her "perfect" slaves, and would never part with them on such a whim.
With a moan - a howl rather, more than a moan - Liliana burst into her willing cumdump, unleashing the entire contents of her spunk-tanks in a single blast. The powerful, almost sickening SSSPPLRRRRRRRRTCCHHHHH! that echoed into the entire room felt so loud to the feline she thought she'd turned deaf- only to realize it was simply dragon jizz spurting out her every orifice: her nose, her mouth, her ass, her ears... With her eyes rolling out in pure, absolute bliss, she lost consciousness, her love tunnel clenching like crazy around the cock that so thoroughly owned her.
Now fully spent, Liliana pulled out of her servant, a gentle smile on her face. A glowing symbol was left just above the feline's labia; thanks to the dragoness' potent magic, the consumed slaves will likely be back by the end of the week.
As for the one in her stomach? Well... Those pleased gurgles let her know that he likely wouldn't mind staying in there for a while longer...