Monday: Disciplinary Action


Konno wasn’t happy. The class didn’t idly chat as they usually did and Konno stared daggers at the door awaiting a certain someone. Yukari was already seated in front of the class looking down at her desk, trying her best to avoid eye contact with Konno. Konno’s alarm hums, signaling for her to start class. Konno then reluctantly stands from her desk and walks up and stands before the class.

“Littorio, the Ironblood envoys have arrived early. Shall I escort them to the royal palace?” Carabiniere stood on guard, straightening herself up in respect to the mightiest battleship the Sardegna Empire had to offer.“Already? Envoys? Our invitation was only addressed to Bismarck. Are our fates always destined to be in perpetual conflict?” Littorio dramatically spoke out, the commanding outreach of her arm brushing her heroic cape aside! The emerald haired battleship gr

                “A-are you sure about this?” Lillia asked, her voice fraught with uncertainty
                “Yes! Neeko is very sure!”
                “Mmm, yes. Don’t worry Lillia. We’ll help you with your ‘little problem&rs

Friedrich walked through the dorms. It had been 2 weeks since she had eaten Enterprise, who was a very generous meal for sure. Any nutrient she gained was now gone and she admitted she was hungry again. Sure there was normal food but that would only fuel a ship for a day and was nowhere near as fun.Rounding a corner she bumped into Nagara, a light cruiser. Friedrich smiled. "Oh my I'm so sorry." Friedrich picked up Nagara and headed to the infirmary. "Don't worry we will get you looked at." In t

                “Mlmm… Mlmm… Slrp…”
                Catlike, Izutsumi licked at her furred hands, though whether it was to savor the last traces of her meal or merely to clean herself, none could say but her. After a few moments, the cat girl abandoned her paws and instead focused her attention on her garments. She

April
and Jenica's Micro Feast
By
Halcyon
Commission
for Vision
Soft
Vore, Oral Vore, Breast Vore, Macro/Micro
Image
Source Unknown
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The
familiar sound of hooves trotting across the wooden floor echoed
throughout the roomy apartment as April, a centauress, strolled in
the front door and shut it behind her. Whistling to herself, the
half-human half-horse woman strolled into the quiet studio and set
what looked like a simple grocery bag with a single item inside on
the table.
St

Alter’s petite body ached as she panted, sweat drops dripping down from her forehead as she was buckled over, hands grasping on her knees. “Hoo… haa… I need a rest…” She perked up, still panting. From that angle the sunlight partially reflected on her lithe sweaty pale abdomen, showing how wet it was, and more drops skimmed down her elegant thighs as she walked to a stand.



“Aaah, hello miss

                The streets were empty, at least. No one to get in her way, bump into her, gawk at her, or do any of the other innumerable things that would piss her off. For that, at least, Sanura was thankful. Scowling, she took a deep drag of her cigarette, swirling the smoke in her mouth for a few moments before exhaling a cloud of fumes up into the air. Her scowl softened somewhat, and she took another puff on her ci

“Omch-- ulp-- gulp--!”
With a mighty swallow, the thick pair of legs slid down Ayumu’s greedy gullet. Her hunger was absolutely overwhelming, causing her to spend most of the day eating and digesting all the mouthwatering prey her girlfriend Yuu brought home. It took the better part of an hour, but a dozen delicious girls were stewing within the girl’s gurgling gut.
Or at least, her human gut.
Ayumu was a lamia, and quite the large one at that. She “stood” at