Mother’s birthday cake It was a cool Friday afternoon. Daniel knocked on the door to his old house. It was his mother’s birthday today and the 21 year old decided to come home from college to visit and wish her a happy birthday. The front door opened, revealing his 17 year old sister Janet. She was wearing a yellow sweater and long white skirt. Physically she was a few inches shorter than he was, with short brown hair and a noticeably large chest. “Well well, look who decided to actually

Sydney was new in this rural town. She'd moved in only about a week prior. The townsfolk were all very kind, and we're all farmers of some sort. Sydney herself was a mildly successful author, though she didn't talk about it much due to the subject matter. You see, Sydney wrote erotica; specifically vore erotica. Despite vore being an extremely normal and accessible thing, there were those who preferred to enjoy it on a fictional level, avoiding being eaten since, well, you're being eaten.

On a sunny Saturday morning, Jasmine was working her summer job as a barista at a local coffee shop. Like most young adults, she was working between her college semesters. She was studying to be a psychiatrist, specifically a predator psychiatrist. Her goal was to help struggling preds to avoid eating people as often, or to even cut back to a purely normal food based diet. Jasmine was 19 years old. She wore her uniform for the coffee shop, which consisted of a green apron and casual clothing und

It was a typical Friday night for Brittany and her friends. Brittany was a pretty brunette. She wore her hair short and had glasses. They were all gathered at Priscilla's house, sitting in a circle in her room. They had begun a game of truth or dare, which usually ended with someone digesting in a stomach at gatherings like this.Priscilla was the ringleader of this clique. She had long, straight black hair and piercing brown eyes, though some said they appeared red in certain lighting. At the mo

Pred on the couch
This story takes place in a world almost identical to ours. Only two differences persist. Firstly, the world is run and populated by women. With a ratio of 20 women for every man, the male sex is practically a protected species that has to be kept away from dangerous jobs and accidents. In order to keep the new generations coming, the most common kind of relationship in this world is multiple women sharing a man.
The second difference is the existence of human predators. These

Maria absentmindedly shifted, tapping a frustrated rhythm against the side of her chair as she stared out the train windows.
Today had sucked. First she was called in at 6AM on her off day to manage some accounts someone had fucked up, then the regional manager showed up for a surprise visit, and then when she sent her intern on a coffee run, the girl never came back. That was her third intern this week! She didn't earn her position just to let someone else eat all the pretty young hopefuls. Not

Checking her tablet once more, Valerie felt a tingle of excitement.
Working with the tax department didn't sound like a dream job for most, and when she started a decade ago, it had been pretty darn boring. Back then however, it had been a desk job – go through reports and filings, figure out who owed what, send them a bill. Simple maths.
When the 'household population tax' was implemented six years ago, that changed real quick. Suddenly, getting an agent to make in-person visits and colle

"Awwwn~"
Alvin
yawned as he leaned and rested his head on the desk as biology class
loomed. For while he and his twin brother loved to study, biology
class has of late started to be a real chore, and not because the
teacher was boring or anything. Rather it was because they kept
changing teachers who all insisted on going through the same old
motions.
It
had been two days since the last one came then promptly left through
Denis' digestive tract.
Not
that he could blame his brother or a