A-Man93

WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS VORE. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE VORE, I STRONGLY ADVISE YOU NOT TO READ THIS. This story was requested by TheInspector89. I will NOT be doing anymore requests until I start Dragons Rising. All characters belong to him: A freak. An outcast. A loner. That's how society viewed me when I was a child, and only because I looked different. My name is David, and I suffer from a rare condition. Albinism. Albinism is a condition that caused my skin to be very pale when I was born. It is a subject that many people view in different ways. Some see it as a curse from the Daedric Princes, some see it as a disease, others see it as

"You do realize," Liz noted, smiling down at me "that this is our first Christmas 'together.' Right?" Leaning back in a surprisingly well crafted (miniature) desk chair, I returned the dragoness's question with a raised eyebrow. "Christmas? Now? Why didn't anyone tell me?" My sarcasm awarded me a smirk - the "don't push it, or you're Christmas Dinner" kind of smirk. "Last year hardly counted." She continued, undaunted. "You spent most of Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning in a hole in the wall." "Do you blame me?" I returned, never breaking my own wry grin. "You literally had me in your mouth a few days before - which is quite frighteni