Vanessa stood blinking in the searing hot sun, which was burning up her skin. She was awestruck by the large mansion that stood before her, still amazed by the recent turn of events that had happened today. A slight breeze blew hard enough to make her short brown hair move ever so slightly, and she shielded her hazel eyes as she looked up at the mansion. It was taller than any of the houses, and most office buildings they had passed on th

Mixed Feelings
John woke up to see his sister climbing up the foot of the bed. She was almost naked and she had a lustful look in her eye. She slithered up John's body like a python, smiling a wide smile and blushing from cheek to cheek. John could feel her soft body envelop him as she moved, pressing herself against him. When she reached her brothers chest she pulled her bottom up and took a seat on him, knocking the wind from John's lungs.
John could barely draw breath, as his sister's fat as

“*Mulatto butts, (mulatto butts), mulatto butts, (mulatto butts)! Black and white butts, (black and white butts), mulatto butts, (mulatto butts)!*”
 
 
“Who's phone is that!? Turn it off right now, or I'm taking it.” The teacher turned and called out into the room, squinting his eyes as he scanned for the perpetrator. He couldn't detect whoever's phone it was, there wasn't any shuffling except for the scratching of pencil on paper. He shrugged, turning back to the board.
&

Harriet
got up with an extremely large, round belly. The extra weight made
her stumble as she tried to reach the phone ringing on the counter.
She fell to her knees, took a breath, and stood back up for a second
before slowly walking over to the counter. She reached into the
vibrating purse to find a phone that she didn't recognize. She
realized it was Sharon's and in a flash, she began to remember the
previous night. They went to that strange club, Harriet drank
significantly more than she had

Harriet
opened her mouth as wide as she could and stuffed her meal inside her
mouth. She chomped away at her salad attempting to enjoy her lunch
break. She sat by herself in the break room enjoying her short break
before getting back to her excruciatingly plain job. It paid well,
but the work was horribly monotonous and boring. She worked as a
secretary for the police, which she thought it would be more
glamorous. Being close to the action, especially with cops
disappearing and mysterious robber

Kate
woke up with a jolt. She immediately ran around her apartment,
desperately trying to find her boyfriend. With no sign of Eric, she
looked down at her stomach as she ran her hands across it. She
couldn't feel anything inside, and gave a sigh of relief. She laid
back down on her bed with a smile and a sigh of relief. She looked
at the clock and decided she had some time before work. Her sexual
appetite had grown immensely since her powers had manifested, so she
chose to sake that appetite he

Contains:
F/M, boobs, oral vore
Sarah
awoke early the next morning slightly hung over and sore all around.
This usually happened to her when she absorbed someone. She attempted
to look down at her flat stomach, but had trouble over her enlarged
breasts, which had grown to the upper end of a E-cup. The rest of her
body also seemed to have gone through a growth spurt, but not as
much. She was about an inch and a half taller with more meat on her,
giving her an even more curvaceous look. She got up

It was a late night,
Fiona was home alone. Shrek and Donkey were out doing who knows what
and weren't expected to return for days. Fiona was just relaxing on
the sofa watching tv when she began to feel hungry. She got up and
headed to the fridge. “Great, it's empty. Nothing to eat and I'm
starving!” Fiona growled as she put her right hand over her
growling stomach. “What am I suppose to do now?” She sighed, just
then the doorbell rang. “At this hour? Who could it be?” She
questioned

She could smell it, that virgin blood. She had gone so long without such a delicacy, subsisting off wildlife during her time in these barren pine forests. The people were few and far between, and a nice, young virgin full of blood was even fewer. How this one avoided her hunts for so long was a mystery, but she was not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. Perched high up in a pine tree, she eyed the road, she knew that it had to be in a car. Her prediction was proven right when her night-ad

“Where are my pizza rolls?” Her son’s impatient voice demanded from the living room. Stephanie sighed as she pulled the steaming plate out of the microwave, her thoughts spinning uselessly around her son again. Travis’ behavior had been gradually worsening and she didn’t know how to stop it. It went beyond normal teenage rebelliousness. She’d loved him, provided for him, and saw to his every need. Where had she gone wrong?