"I'm hungry."
Clarke looked to Suzette while Suzette stared down at her chubby
belly. Soon enough it emitted a low, loud gurgle that made Clarke's
hair stand on end.
"I'll go order
pizza," Clarke offered, not waiting for an answer before she
stood and pulled her phone from the pocket of the overly tight jeans
that hugged her slim figure. Suzette's belly rumbled in thanks as
Clarke walked away, the athletic blonde turning pale as she resisted
the urge to look over her shoulder

RWBY Vore: Exercise Food
It is said that with overexposure
comes tolerance or immunity. While Jaune’s recent vore experiences
had not made him tolerant of being eaten by his female friends he had
become better at avoiding it. It was no easy matter for him,
considering that his room was right across from team RWBY’s, but he
had become adept at judging the times when he could leave the safety
of his rooms without being gulped up.
For instance, he had successfully
avoided Blake Ruby and Wei

Moonlight struggled through the
cloudy sky, occasionally lighting upon the dreary facade of Student
Housing Building F. Half way down a hallway on the third floor was a
whitewashed door with an age-tarnished brass nine nailed to it. Long
ago someone had painted a crude six in front of the room number, its
peeling red paint a testament to the uncaring attitude that pervaded
the cheap college dormitory. Past the vandalized door, in a cramped,
dimly lit living space, two young women sat on a couch,