Your Dragon Boyfriend Vores You

Involves hard vore and full tour! Peril! Romance. POV as Deebo as she goes on this journey

One Dova a Synth is my O/C and I am using Deebo the boar: An O/C that I can use from my beloved Deluxe Toaster. If you read this, well I guess you are my beloved or one of the many ghosts that follow Deebo in Second Person. Enjoy also warning there is a fourth wall breaking narrator if you choose all the wrong answers...

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“And I want to show you how much I love you, you know I could…” UPDATING “Do you want to be a Synth like me?” INSTALLING SYNTH PROGRAM “Hey, uh, you won’t believe this…” DOWNLOADING THINK APPLICATIONS “I could vore you…” PLEASE VERIFY IDENTITY “Yeah. A dragon sounds cool.” WELCOME, DEEBO


One Dova, an interdimensional being and your boyfriend, made you one of their kind, a Synth, with his “Synthinator Ray.” You felt your robotic body and felt your long tail, smooth and cool. Your three fingers tapped on your black computer-screen-like visor on your sleek reptilian head with pointy sensors for ears. Dova shows you that you could switch back to your old boar self using your windows-like screen in your visor or HUD to switch settings. You can download and delete forms and edit your color, size, anything that your AI-imagination takes you. You edit your default white to a teal colored body, and turn from green to purple light designs including eyes. You deleted the knowledge that you were AI. So you aren’t AI, you are Deebo, and remembering Dova telling you could switch back. And so, you did. Maybe a Synth another time.
“All done, my beautiful boar slash Synth? That’s fine you want to stay a boar, I only wanted you to have my powers so you can… you know, Not Die.”
Dova had a way with words you were very used to. You said if he killed you, your sisters would go after him.
He responded, “Oh yeah definitely… I guess, heh, get ready.”
Before you could say anything, he pushed a button and you blacked out.

INITIALIZING… SYSTEM BACK ONLINE

You were a fuzzy pile on the ground, you shot up on your cloven hooves. You were in a forest clearing, and guess the session has started. You started to walk on the fine dirt and grass, not too muddy, not too dry. You hear water in the distance, finding a gentle stream going toward a small pond. Cautious, you looked around only to see nothing but woods and tiny crawfish swimming in the shallow pond.
“No Escape.” you said to the crawfish and a perfectly calculated grab became immediate success, scaring all the other crawfish while crunching on your catch. Wading in the pond, you see a little frog hopping on the soil near a lily pad. You follow, sloshing in the pond eyeing the frog. It was kinda dumb and didn’t see you were going after it. With a crawfish tail dangling at the side of your maw, you readied yourself and dove for it! It hopped away.
“What are you doing? Ch- hahahaha.”
Suddenly you hear Dova laughing, but louder and boomier. It startled you, taking your attention off the frog, damn it! You wanted to catch it. But Dova. Where is he? You didn’t see him at first until… Stomp… Stomp… Stomp… You saw a very big and scary green dragon coming towards you! Your instinct was to run. (The frog hopped on your back to get away, but you didn’t notice) As you ran, the stomping became more frequent. You zigzagged behind some trees and bushes, hoping to hide from it. Dash and duck. You slid in a small burrow… thankfully empty. Stomp… Stomp… Stomp…
“I have your scent… boar.” the dragon said menacingly.
Sniff, sniff, growl. Upon that close growl, you darted out of the burrow, dashing past the dragon’s flank. Then, a sweep of its big tail, you skip over it and keep on running. You wish you could run faster… then suddenly your legs kicked into overdrive. Trees blurred by, you hopped over rocks and fallen branches as you heard a dragon’s roar heading towards you. The only thing stopping you was a… cliff. And a magnificent view of a futuristic city you’ve never been too, but it looks familiar. Ribbit. Oh! A frog! It landed on a patch of grass, and as it hopped you went to grab it, as your hand went to grab the frog, a giant claw went to grab you. You see this, and dodge back towards…
“-hey don’t fall off the cliff!”
You made an involuntary scream when the dagon caught you, as you froze for a millisecond about falling off a cliff and also hearing Dova’s voice again. Your pride was hurt, but you felt fear either for dragons or cliffs. If not for that, you would’ve dodged its grasp. The ferocious green dragon growled and made what it sounded like a heavy breath,
”Man, you ran super fast. Had to… really had to put my wings to the test.”
Your blank stare was swept away from the hot breath. Wait. What? Ooooh. The dragon was Dova, and also remembered the agreement towards a certain session.
“Did you forget why you’re here or something?” You watched his mouth speak as a great beast, but sounded like your beloved. His long white fangs peaking out from his reptilian lips was all you saw as he held you close. You shake your head saying you remember now and point out he didn’t say he was a dragon so you ran.
“I said I was going to be the dragon before we started all this!”
He squeezed on you a bit roughly. Your arms were pinned and your legs dangled. You bravely said to him he didn’t say that. He squeezed you tighter where it sounded like leather straining, taking your breath out. Your arms went numb and you struggled in his grasp. Dova’s draconic face softened and loosened his grip on you, but not enough to let you go.
“I’m sorry, I didn't mean to squeeze you that hard.”
Catching your breath you said it was okay, and asked who the real tough one was: you or him?
“You. Obviously, my big, er, small beautiful boar (in this case), and oh so strong.”
He spoke softly in your ear, feeling his warm breath flow over you giving you the shivers.
“But I guess I got to be the big strong dragon that I am, huh? So… I guess I can um… ask the question then…”
You could literally feel the sweat in his palms. You dug your arm out to pet his scaly thumb. And imagined sleeping on his big dagon chest while he cuddled you in the midst of Dova finding his words.
“So… Can I vore you?”
You said “no” playfully with an immediate “nah I’m joking.”
Dova laughed as you went up and down with his chuckle.
“Haha, well, wanna play hard-to-get huh? Then I guess I’ll vore you whether you like it or not!”
And so it finally starts. As he said that you saw a couple of drops of saliva falling on the ground.
“Oh no…” you said blushing.
The dragon smiled at you and pursed out his lips to give you a big wet dragon kiss. He lifted you up to his lips, you arm still free felt his snout as hot air blew on your fur. His puckered lips were bigger than your face as he pressed your snout and eyes through them, making a big suckling sound. Your kiss didn’t really matter as all the air was being sucked out of your lungs for a few seconds, then released as you gasped for air. You didn’t realize how powerful and potentially dangerous dragon kisses were, until now. Dazed you saw a glistening forked tongue until your vision became a solid pink with a PLAP and a slimy conveyer after each lick. LAAAAP LAAAAAAAP LAAAAAAP as your head is forced back by its strong tongue getting covered in thick dragon spit, feeling warm breath and a cooler exhale from his snout. Your senses were overridden with shivers as he continued to lick and make occasional zesty growls and moans. He begins to PLAP his tongue on the sides of your face to explore your ears , making muffled WHOOSH, WHOOOOOSH, getting his forked tip of his tongue to go a bit inside, cleaning anything that got caught in your ears if anything as a low rumbly whisper says you taste so gooood, as he licks some more. Your mouth was agape as a curious dragon tongue swept through filling your mouth with a squishy and soft serpentine tongue WHOOOOSH through and through. Tasting every inch of the inside of your mouth as your eyes roll back and want to be taken by this beastly dragon. It tasted a bit of musky masculinity but sweet… it was hard to describe, but before you could put your finger on it, the tip of his forked tongue slid down your throat. I was forceful, but sleek and pleasant, though harder to breathe. Then the tongue wrapped around your head while it was still exploring your throat even more as you were drawn towards his mouth encasing your head past his lips and began to suckle on your head like a lollypop. Your free hand patted on his snout, as you were running out of oxygen. His tongue shoved deeper down your throat than never before as your legs kicked while he NAHMed on your head. You made one more desperate slap, and in response you were released from Dova’s mouth, while you were teary-eyed as the tongue unwrapped around your head and the tip of his tongue exited your throat as you took in a desperate breath.
“Sorry, got carried away there. You just taste so good.”
You put a thumbs up, breathless, and pet his thumb, though a little wetter than before all that tongue action. You both smiled at each other and continued the vore session. He held you up and opened his great maw, pointing you head first. With his mouth nice and wide for all you to see. You grabbed on tightly to his clawed hand, not wanting to fall, but let out a little yipe as he lets go and his teeth clamp firmly on your waist and back. He does a small chew, kinda hurting a sensitive area as your dangling arms feel an invasive tongue slather you in more saliva. You feel a claw grab your legs to pull on you as he playfully chews your belly and back. Thankfully, most of the damage was weakened by your clothes. Another pull and scraping bite on your chest and shoulder blades, then pull a light but intense bite on your whole neck as his tongue presses your face and another pull for his fangs to scrape the back of your head , shaving some fur off.
“I can go more if you want.”
He says as you can only see his talking mouth, his breath beating against your face as you feel, possibly the last cool breeze and smell of the trees before you were plunged back in his maw after one nod by you. You went deeper up to your knees. He raised his head as his teeth dug into your legs doing a grinding nibble and the menace of a forked dragon tongue explored your whole body, starting with your face. You learned from last time to keep your mouth shut, letting out an occasional raspberry. Another what seems like an endless tongue slithers down your neck and enters your shirt. It felt like a full body brush, but slimier, getting under your arms, your back, then chest area back and forth. Then it retracts from your shirt whooshing past one then both ears., relaxing your body and any worries you had were washed away. The tongue then takes a B-line past your chest down to your abdomen, continuing to push between your legs to caress your bottom creating a hook to pull you in more. His teeth let go slightly possibly leaving a mark on your legs as he sucked you in encasing your hooves so your whole body fell, only for Dova’s head to level so you were laying on his tongue, only for it to push you to one side of his cheek to get aligned with his big sharp teeth… Well, say goodbye to your clothes. He gave you little love bites, ouch, but also… yay? He chewed on you a little bit, puncturing your arm, actually drawing some blood, at the same time, tasting your arm and also your leg that felt injured as well. Dova moaned and while chewing said,
“MMH, is that a hint of cherry? Or whatever it is… is good!”
You got a bit concerned. “Am I in danger?” you thought.
His tongue tasted you and kept you in place for his big fangs to tear into you some more. It was painful, but you were numbed from the adrenaline. Your eyes teared up every time a sharp fang dug into you. You held your hand out, only for your hand and cheek to be impaled for a split second before he tasted the delicious blood from your wounds. His tongue invaded your exposed flesh past the fur. You were nothing but mere boar meat to this voracious dragon, just another bit of weary prey found in the forest. You yelped and groaned as a couple fangs dug into your thigh, before you could react, the tongue hit you to the other side of the beast's mouth for you to land arm first on a row of teeth with a CRUNCH. You screamed and cursed, but Dova didn’t seem to care. You wish you could tolerate more pain and suddenly you didn’t hurt as much but also couldn’t feel your arm anymore. The dragon made a loud squelching swallow but you were being held firmly on some teeth with his tongue. It pushed its tongue on your backside, pushing you outside his mouth a little bit where your upper half stuck outside. You took a pained breath, your vision red as blood ran down from you and the side of his mouth. Then with a growl, you felt teeth sink into your waste and back of the spine, then CRUNCHED as your head and back involuntarily went up in pain as he lapped you back inside with your head and a single damp arm poking out from his lips and without hesitation bit down on your belly, as your contents spilled out as he sucked on your torso, swallowing whatever came out of your remaining self. You were still alive, somehow. But was looking worse for wear nonetheless, with wounds looking like pulled pork with bones poking out. Suddenly, he pierced the side of your neck and you were taken up with his teeth as you slightly dangled; you desperately tried to grab onto his tooth. Your knee sank into his bottom tooth causing you to be stuck both ways, your body was aligned in a bad way. He chomped down, bending you backwards, splitting yourself in half horizontally with loud CRACKS and POPS, where your lower half was taken with zealousness. All you knew was you couldn’t feel from your chest down, as he savored you hearing another loud swallow to take your red and gutty mess. Your mangled neck barely hung on to your torn and ripped upper chest, bones exposed with one arm attached to your tendon exposed shoulder. A single tear ran down your patchy and torn face, as a big tongue licks it off as you saw pink, red, and darkness. He continued to taste whatever is left of you, ensuring you’re still there and pulling you closer to the back of his throat where all your other chewed bits went down, now, finally, it was your turn. You felt your insides and bones being pressed in from the convulsing flesh all around covering what’s left of you in gooey slime as you slid deeper down past the dragon’s uvula. As his food, you could do nothing to stop it as you were pressed further and further down his long neck.You felt his throat muscles going to work, pressing all around rhythmically to your destination. The slimy sounds were deafening as you slicked on by. You felt lingering pain while sliding down his slippery gulet until a sudden impact on the entrance of the stomach, welcoming you inside as you fell to join your fellow parts you felt with your one arm: your bottom, your guts, and your missing arm. You hear from one ear as the other ear didn’t work anymore,
“Was that too rough? I- I don’t know what came over me, but you tasted really good, especially your… insides, but I liked the outer part of you too… sorry, I must’ve… I didn’t hold back did I? I know I’m a Synth and you are too, but I… I…” He went silent for a bit. “I think I’m gonna sleep this one out…”
As you lay there: a pile of shreds in Dova’s stomach barely hearing what he said, a window popped up saying, “You made it to Dova’s stomach! Congradulations! You win! Or lose…?” You clicked NEXT, somehow. “There are many options that you may do at this time, just use your THINK app if you haven’t already, and you… well, Think whatever you can do… to either get out of here… stay… edit yourself. Play a game perhaps? Anything you can think of! What? You don’t know? Are you dumb? Okay here are some options:
RESPAWN
REPAIR
STAY
DIGESTION?

RESPAWN
You respawned… okay I see how it is… did you at least repair yourself? No!? Fine. You’re a pile of carrion on the floor. If you did repair, well, you left Dova! You went back home and left Dova in the forest. He was looking all over for you. NO you couldn’t teleport back, that’s not how any of this works. You messed up. You’re a failure! F! He eventually forgave you… Bad ending. Undo and Pick another option! >:(

REPAIR/ FOURTH WALL BREAKING NARRATOR?
Finally! You wanted to be in pieces forever or what? And if you skipped this, pretend it’s your phantom limbs that move around and you somehow felt no pain whatsoever. If you didn’t choose this as your 3rd or 4th option then you’re on the right path. What? You’re reading it in order and I’m wasting time? Who am I? I’m the narrator! Show some respect. Jeez. Starting with your head, your ear and cheek miraculously healed just by thinking about it. Your neck realigned to your broad shoulders. Your insides in your chest, such as your lungs have refilled and untangled your heartstrings. Your insides to your belly piled back into you bringing you great relief. Your abdomen is attached along with your butt, tail, knees and hooves all back to normal. You are now complete, sitting in Dova’s stomach. Even your clothes are back and not-ripped, though getting drenched from all the juices as we speak. You went to scratch your nose and realized you got your other arm back which you forgot that you lost it in the first place. Thankfully, the repair system was automatic, in other words, you aren’t missing anything.

STAY
If you didn’t repair yourself, go back, otherwise this won’t work, or don’t listen to me, pretend you’re a red smear in there, see if I care. But if you did repair yourself: good job. If you already got “digested” you can’t stay in the stomach, it’s too late, better luck next time. You decided you wanted to hang out in Dova’s stomach for some reason. Maybe because of curiosity or some weird fetish. I’m not judging. It was pitch black in here, so all you could do was listen, feel, and smell, and I guess hear, but all you heard was the inner workings of a dragon, very echoey and… icky sounding at the same time. It also had a kinda pungent odor, and it was very humid and dense. You had the slightest taste of vomit and dovabeans which you can’t wash out of your mouth. You felt around. You didn’t find any mouthwash. But instead, there was some squishy and ripply flesh all around you that excreted tingly fluids which you were sure was fine. It was like you were on the inside of a water bed with a big air pocket, not knowing which way was up or down as everything undulated where you sat. Then you felt a rumbling which sounded like a yawn and Dova’s muffled voice,
“Hey, are you okay in there? Deebo?” You yell that you’re fine. “Oh.. phew, that’s a relief, I thought you were… ehh nevermind. That was fun wasn’t it? Haha!”
The stomach started bouncing up and down as he spoke and laughed, which was kinda fun.
“Did you repair yourself? Did you? Oh okay. But I guess you coulda stayed like that. Can’t imagine what that would be like, though.”
You bounced up and down more and more as he spoke as your head and knees touched the rippling mucousy ceiling.
“I guess you can chill in there as much as you want. Just holler if you have any questions, or just wanna talk. Doop De Doop doo… do…”
Despite all the gross unpleasantries this stomach had to offer, it sounded like you were in a cave, but with thick and stale air, like being on a plane. Sounds a bit like it, too. Also you guessed a car ride sounded like this… just more groanier and stationary. Instead of the sound of a plane flying through the air, it was a great beast’s blood flowing all around in every direction. You could hear and feel Dova’s heartbeat like a bass speaker. You could feel it through your bones. You also heard little gurgles, finding its way through the great dragon’s labyrinth of anatomy. Little pops, drips, and tinkles as you sit and listen in your safe little chamber, and wonder if Dova got any nutrients from your martyr. Probably not much, if any. He did it for you.

DIGESTION?
Look I know you are in pieces and ready to be shit out but, really? You want to be fully digested and turned into poop. No Repair, not even Stay. Just straight to it huh? Well, I got news for you buster, when you get vored, You Have No Choice! I just gave the illusion of choice! And I’m talking to a pile of bloody pieces, can you even hear me!? Go Back and Repair yourself at least. Trust me. Well you know what? Stay in pieces just pretend you turn into a boar shaped piece of shit and you ACTUALLY DIE good job. You did it, you willed your death. You aren’t the real Deebo I know and love, come on! My story depicts Deebo perfectly in every way I never make mistakes… Well congrats on becoming poop. - Bad Ending
Morbidly curious, you chose the bizarre option of ACTIVATE DIGESTION.
“Well, I don’t know about you but *YAWNS* I’m gonna go to sleep now. Love you, see you in the morning.”
You replied, “Love you, too.”
Then, suddenly, the stomach became more claustrophobic, and more mucusy than usual as your feet and haunches were being submerged in a tingly liquid.
“Hey, wait!”
SNORE… SNORE…..SNORE as your surroundings vibrated all around you.
You cursed. Guess this was going to be one of those experiences that you might regret, but you have to find out what will happen. Your skin and fur was slightly burning from the stomach acid as the stomach became more compact, shaping you to its stomachy form. Your lower half was covered in the most bile, which smelled overwhelming making you want to pass out. The chamber convulsed and squeezed where your feet met an opening where the juices drained into. The opening started to pull you in gently into another fleshy tube. You raised your head as you felt yourself sinking into the bile liquid, not wanting it to get into your nose. Unfortunately you had to hold your breath, as you breathed in a rank air, you coughed but went down anyway. Bile and mucus covered your head letting you slip more in. Your eyes and nose stung and your mouth tasted of vomit. Gross. The liquid around you began to disperse as the opening closed above you as you went down for the long journey. The weird gurgles that you heard earlier got louder. It also felt like no living thing should be going through here as things felt more rougher and smellier. It smelt of a little more vomit and a hint of sewage. As you went down a winding and slow slide; a truly endless conveyor of slime sounds and gurgles popping all around. You tried to relax, but it was rather loud and disgusting. 0 out of 5 stars. But no matter the bad review, you kept going. You reached up with one arm, pressing on the convulsing tube inching you down, it felt bumpy and accordion-like. It seemed it was never going to end. Pungent liquid stuck to you that helped you slide on through but felt your fur was coming off at the same time. Dova’s belly groans as he snored, making his rhythmic breathing vibrate everything around you. You try to hear the dragon’s snores to get rid of the gross sounds all around you, every second of the way. It made you a bit more comfortable as you went on your slow prone joy ride. Over and over your mind raced how you would be shit out, and hoped Dova didn’t eat anything earlier. You didn’t want to be covered in feces. You also didn’t want to become feces. The stuff all around you was bad enough. Do you love him enough to forgive him for eating mexican or indian food before he vored you?
“Hello!?” you were seeing if he was still asleep. You don’t know how long you were down here, hours? Days? You heard Dova’s heart beat rhythmically as a dragon heart should do. Thump thump.What if Dova forgot about you? Thump thump. No! He would never. Thump thump. He’s just sleeping. Thump thump. You yawn… Thump thump You guessed you could sleep too… Thump thump.
You dreamed about getting vored by Dova but he didn’t have wings and he had a German accent “Du vill be vored, yah!” You fell into his mouth but continued to feel like you were falling, resulting in you waking up with a Yipe! You fall from a confined tube to a more roomier and smellier and ribby tube.
“Deebo? Are you still there?”
You reply with a “Yeah”
“Wh- that sounded like… You aren’t in my…”
You saw a small hole with some light, you say you were in Dova’s butt.
“What??”
The whole chamber shook and convulsed as he said that, causing you to fall closer to the hole.
“Why didn’t you just respawn?”
You told him about the secret fourth option. You heard Dova counting to himself.
“I… forgot about that, also what happened? I don’t remember voring you very much except the fact that I did.”
You sat silently, curious and wanting fresh air as you went towards the hole. You opened his… hole with great strength and got a whiff of fresh air, finally. You hear Dova make a surprised “Oh?”
“Hang on… let me…”
He stomped around knocking you back as he got into what felt like a different position.
“Hrrrrgh…”
The anal chamber around you compressed on you making you immobile, pushing you toward the hole feet first. You heard a gurgling and then a groan as the smell got more intense then-
PPHHSSSHHH
A wave of hot gas pushed your feet out as your legs dangled from his ass as his anus had a grip on your waste. You waved your hand in front of your face as if that did anything as all you smelled was dragon fart, which you weren’t used to.
“Sorry, I guess I had some gas from that mexican food I ate… or was it indian? I’ll try holding my breath… hang on huhhhhhh.”
You cursed at him and asked how the hell does that help- The sphincter relaxed and then tensed, then relaxed as another hot blast cut you off.
PHPHPHRRRRRT
A huge deafening sound shot you right out but your fear of heights caused you to hang on to the rim (the nicest dragon rim you ever seen) then the anus clenched causing you to fall on your bottom. You shot a look at him as he was carrying a small bag.
“I saved some leftovers for you.”
-THE END

BONUS FEATURE?
“Hang on, let me hrrrrgh.”
The anal chamber around you compressed on you making you immobile, pushing you toward the hole feet first. Opening and closing below you but barely enough for you to exit. Your feet only poked out a little bit.
“Sorry, I have a bit of stage fright! Okay… concentrate…”
The anus kept convulsing and squeezing on your legs, you pushed on the flesh above you to push yourself down and got your lower half out finally.
“Hrrrrrrrgh, come on, Dova, you can do this.”
The anus relaxed then tightened and relaxed causing you to slip, but since you were afraid of heights you didn’t want to fully fall. You asked if he could grab you out.
“Let me try… damn I can’t reach. Wait… if I lay like this…”
The anal muscles relax around your shoulders then quickly tighten, choking you at your neck! You felt squishy ground, and you pulled your head out of Dova’s pucker making you fall on your back on a squishy tail as he caught you. You tell him you are going to vore him next to get back at him.
“This won’t be the last time I vore you,either, haha.”
You all went back to normal. You as a, now clean, boar and him as a Synth. You both deserved a break and learned new things about each other that day.
-TRUE END