The show was nearing its climax. Pop idol Q-Teez was bouncing around stage to the tune of her latest single, a lithe, energetic performance on par with her backup dancers even while her sugar-sweet voice belted out the usual nonsense lyrics. Finally, the last chord struck and she held a pose as the music transitioned to another song, just a steady buildup. The crowd collectively gasped and cheered as they realized what it was.
 
"THAT'S RIGHT, HONEYS! IT'S TIME FOR A VERY SPECIAL

“H-hey,
c’mon, whatever you’re gonna do, ya can’t be serious!”
The silver-haired boy struggled,
stuck in his underwear and hands bound. A pair of black cat ears
poked through the almost white shimmer of his silver hair. It was
pretty obvious why he was struggling. His hands were tied behind his
back with rope, thin, but easily enough to keep the scrawny,
soft-looking catboy from getting free. He was stuck on his knees, his
ankles similarly bound and then tied to his ankles to keep him

James walked down the hallway, pushing against the flowing tide of students. He was on his way to some bullshit detention with his geography teacher. Not that he minded spending more time with his voracious teacher. She was his favorite teacher to be with and secretly would have loved to digest inside her. He also felt that she had the same feelings for him, well who wouldn’t. He was tall, good looking and muscular. He was a fairly muscular and confident. He was a relatively new pred, only

A
buxom young woman in a tight black tank top wandered up to an ATM and
frowned at the long line. She was dressed a bit scandalously, her top
plunging fairly low and yet cut short enough to show a fair amount of
underboob. She also had a microskirt that, if it was a molecule
shorter, would be showing off what color her panties were. There were
at least six people waiting ahead of her, a fact that clearly
confused her. She had a smartphone pressed to her ear and was loudly
chatting, and a small p

Reverse Saw Trap



    




    
Nash woke up with a start finding himself surrounded by a cold darkness. “Where am I?!” He cried looking around the dark room, his frantic motions triggering the lights to come on.



    

Kerr
sighed, rubbing her eyes and collapsing into a squishy armchair.
She rests her head in one arm and uses the other to tap on the wooden
upholstery. Her crimson gaze sets upon the empty, cold maw of the
fireplace setting in front of her. Dismal.
She
was bored. A sensation that burned through her head like the constant
pounding of a gavel. Annoying, and continuous. The little vampire bat
hadn't had any thrill as of late, and for the life of her couldn't
find anything that sounded rem

She
marched through the department store, trying not to look suspicious.
It was a little difficult, as she was the textbook example of a
would-be shoplifter. She was a bit plump for her height, which would
excuse her for wearing clothes that were a little baggy or billowy.
But both her sweat pants and sweat shirt were at least three sized
too large. Just the right size to be stuffed full of ill-gotten
gains. It didn’t help that shoplifting was precisely what she was
planning.
It
was supposed t

"Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!" I can't believe I forgot that today was the day Amber and the cheerleaders plan to clean the neighborhood! If I didn't lose time with Ashley I could have been home enjoying a huge belly! Shit if I can make it then everything will be OK!



Hi I'm Cathy and I don't have much time to explain. For now let's just say that I'm a pretty blond with blue eyes and a sexy body alright? The girl with E cu

V-Day
Vignettes: Opportunists
By
TwrchTwryth
Calizona
University--located in sunny Los Hermanos, Calizona--has one of the
most robust Predator-Prey Alliances (PPA for short) in the country.
With 9836 of the campus's 45,000 students counted among the members,
the vore club is the school's most popular club. Twice a year, the
PPA holds a wild bacchanalia of vore and sex, a free-for-all where
students come to fuck, eat, and be eaten. V-Day, as it is officially
known, or the Vorgy, as most people ca

Another spear struck the ground, allowing silence to overcome the grassy plain. Tenten, the weapons specialized member of the Taijutsu oriented Team Gai lay on the ground, sections of her clothes shredded from piercing gales.
With a jerk, she pulled herself up to survey the battlefield, which was covered with her thousands of weapons of maddening variety. Shurikens of different sizes, Kunai, with and without exploding tags. Needles, sickles, swords and maces along with an assortment of other ite