Despite
the relative upheaval caused by the Predatourney, after-school clubs
and activities continued on as normal. Many of the girls found solace
in such mundane activities, and more used it as an excuse to gather
into groups after the bell so that tournament competitors wouldn’t
use them for ‘training’. For Hannah Bukowski, captain of the
cheerleading squad, it was on opportunity to organize her
up-and-coming gang. After weeks of Brianna Callahan devouring the
lackeys of Katherine Colsta

It was a day of laziness that plagued
Pandora City this day, very few people were seen outside and just as
few cars were seen on the streets. The sky above was filled with many
clouds that would only allow a minute at most of unobstructed
sunlight to fall upon the city below. And yet despite this, it was
just another day for those who worked to keep the city going and
self-sustained. Furthermore, there was a couple jogging across the
streets that were clearly not affected by the lethargic atmosp

"Here
we are." Raven, a bosomy penguin dressed in a fully black
catsuit announced as she stopped her red-tinted car, smirking to her
compatriots as she indicated the house in question, "This is the
home to one of the most famous physicians around, to whom people go
from all over the world."
Griffon,
a tall and muscular eagle clothed in a blue sweater and tracky daks,
frowned as he watched the dwelling, "And you think she got a ton
of cash at home?"
"Uh-huh...&q

"Bitch-Sensei..."
Irina
Jelavic mentally winced at the nickname given to her by the students
of Class 3-E near the very beginning of her tenure as their English
teacher. Months ago this peeve would have exploded into her yelling
at whoever chose greeted her in such a way, but had since settled
into a stance of reluctant acceptance out of sheer resignation. Her
students simply would not quit it.
So
with a tired sigh she turned to the lone boy who had chosen to
approach her instead of go

--Fulfillment--
It
was nearing the end of day seven.
That
thought should have made her feel elated, or at the very least
relieved, but...
Miranda
Lowenn only felt more dismal with every minute that passed.
Heaving
a sigh, she pulled her long, pale legs up to her chest and laced her
arms down around the knees to tuck them up close to her body and curl
in on herself, as if in wordless comfort. Alone in her apartment
bedroom, she was tucked up on the floor almost in a ball, grey-blue
eyes forlorn

You
awake to the low murmur of distant voices. You don't remember where
you are. All you know is it is dark and you're resting comfortably on
something soft. The voices continue, to muffled and distant to be
understood, but every few moments a low giggle punctuates the
conversation.
Then
the world shifts. You feel your surroundings slide sharply. The
darkness is replaced by a warm, dim light, like someone had draped
red silk over a single lamp. You look around in the weak light to see
dim forms

“Ohh,
well aren't you cute? Are you here on a field trip to see Madame
Aroma?” Link nodded fervently to both questions, smiling widely and
innocently at the receptionist. The receptionist for the mayor's
office was a green-haired woman, cheeks dotted with freckles. She
leaned over the counter, wiggling her hips side to side. She was
scrumptious, and it was clear to Tatl what Link had in mind.
Groaning, she said, “No, we are not! We're here to see the mayor.”
“Ohh,
well if you're taking

The mall was noisy, but Eiadne had a
knack for picking up on important conversations.
"I'm telling you. Sofya, if you
trust me at all, you have to believe me on this. You NEED to get some
kind of protection in place. There are filters you can put on your
faucets. Alarm systems for your pipes... You're easy pickings if you
don't have ANYthing. Do you know how many girls I've seen disappear?"
Eiadne perked up. She was fond of
making girls disappear, but all these advances in technology h

"Hello,
customer service."
"Finally!
Listen, I need to know where the reverse switch is on your 'Wonder
Wand.'"
"Would
this be the 'Wonder Wand: Ultimate Suction Male Marital Aid' or the
'Wonder Wand: Femine Magic Marital Aid'"
"I
don't know, the one that looks like a fleshlight!"
"That
would be the Ultimate Suction. What seems to be the problem?"
"I
need to know where the reverse switch is!"
"The
Ultimate Suction, as the name sugg

*thunk* *thunk* *thunk*
Hinata Hyuga threw shuriken after
shuriken at the wooden dummy in the secluded clearing. Not a single
one hit the bullseye on the target, some missed the dummy completely.
She tried to tell herself it was because she had been training all
day and was exhausted, but knew she probably couldn’t hit it even
at her best. As her last shuriken flew past the dummy, another
blatant miss, Hinata sank to ground in despair, hugging her knees to
her chest. At this rate she’d never

The
Zielinski Sisters and Global Warming
By
TwrchTwryth
**Three
months ago**
“Are
you sure it’s okay to go in October?” Julia Zielinski asked.
“Sure!”
Amelia Zielinski replied as their younger sister, Nadia, pensively
drank from her coffee. The three sisters were sitting in Java Jam,
their preferred coffee shop, trying to plot their annual family
vacation. Amelia, the middle sister, grinned perkily. “We’ll
actually miss a lot of the tourist season. You don’t really see a
lot

It
was no longer a question: Alice was going to die. Even though it was
an awful thought, she felt no real sense of fear or anger or sadness
at it. It came into her head, a simple, little thing: I'm going to
die. The reason she felt nothing
was because of how bone tired she was; tired and abysmally cold.
She'd never been this cold. She'd never been this tired. There was
simply not enough left in her for fear and regret.
Alice had started out from the city with a caravan of travelers.
She'd inten

Eden
yawned and stretched, but there was precious little room to move. All
around her was the snug, squishy embrace of moist flesh. It caressed
her and squeezed her, pressing her ever so lightly into the form of
the woman who had been her companion for what must have been close to
a day by now.
She
tried to work out the impossibility of her current predicament. At
first, she’d been cataloguing a dead millionaire’s things… then
she’d tested some cologne she’d found. Then she’d become

Hydra
rocked back and forth in her hammock. The hammock was a sheet of
industrial plastic, strung between two struts in the observation lab
she called a home. She was flipping through a book labeled “Pantone
Color Guide.” As a goo girl, two of the things that it often paid
to practice were holding various complex forms and taking on various
new shades. Holding form, had been quite secondary for her ever since
a run-in with an unscrupulous young woman named Sandy.
The
woman had learned that t

Sitting
at her computer, browsing idly through a social media site, Alyssa
sloshed the little oyster round inside her mouth.
She
had been doing so for at least
five minutes, and by now the little creature was very wet and sticky.
Her mouth, reacting to the presence of food, continued to spurt
saliva. With her lips softly closed in a playful little smile, she
swallowed little gulps of saliva now and then, being careful not to
gulp the oyster down too. Her eyes travelled idly down the webpage,
and

“You ate my sister yesterday!”
Gilly sized up her accuser, who was
a sunny blonde with freckles and the slight muscles of a young
farmer. Yes, there was definitely a family resemblance, though this
girl was obviously younger.
“Oh, um yes. Yes I did,” Gilly
stammered a response. “Sorry?”
“You’re apologizing?” the
other girl responded, surprised but still accusatory, “Predators
never apologize. They just throw insults back, saying that they’re
better or more important. Like f

Chastity
fidgeted a bit as she looked around at the audio and video equipment
pointed at her. She’d never been comfortable with modern
technology. As far as she was concerned, things were just fine in the
1800s. She supposed that stood to reason, of course. That’s when
she’d died.
They
say people become ghosts when they have unfinished business. One
would have thought the ghost herself would have some clue as to what
that business was, but for the last two hundred years she’d been
linger

Meet Me in the Middle:
The Zielinski Sisters’ Voreception
By TwrchTwryth
[Universe
HS-07-23-V-129213ʄ-1]
It was a warm, sticky
spring evening in Tupelo, Mississippi. As the sun was setting,
nearly ninety young women had gathered in a well-kept, spacious, and
privacy-fenced backyard behind a large, three story federal colonial
home. The property belonged to the Kappa Rho Delta Rho sorority, and
the women represented the entire Tupelo State College membership of
three sororities — the afore

Lost Story #7My
Mom is a Cockvore Diva(Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love
Genital Vore)
Sunny Coleman has a
complicated relationship with her family.  Of course, most
18-year-olds do, but Sunny's is a bit weirder. You see, her semi-twin
sister is a robustly horny futa with a poor sense of personal space,
her mother skipped out on the family soon after she was born, and her
father is a world-famous futa porn star, semi-retired, who is only
one of two people in the industry capable of

I’d
been working for more than nine hours and wondering who was going to
relieve me for the overnight shift. That wasn’t so bad, except that
for the last half hour I’d been the only one in the shop, employee
OR customer, which was terribly boring. The lack of business was
probably because we were new, or at least the novelty of the product.
I
looked down in the mixing vat. Stout, food-grade steel rods twisted
around in an empty tub about the size of a large kitchen sink. We
were a “build

Scented Tastes
Milbo had been enjoying his time in
Alola. He had come from Johto on vacation, exploring each island as
he was there. Currently he was on Akala island exploring the Wela
Volcano Park, he had heard of something called a Salazzle could be
found there. There was something about it that seemed to lure him to
try to find one. He wasn’t sure if it was the sleek body, or the
fact that they could control people with their pheromones, but he
knew he needed to at least see one before he

Ruby
and Blake could barely contain their excitement. They’d been
married for nearly a year, but they were finally going on their
honeymoon. It should have happened much sooner, but one of the things
the couple had in common, besides a rather lean and athletic build,
was their relentlessly people-pleasing attitude. Taking other
people’s shifts, trading vacations, working unpaid overtime.
Neither of them could ever seem to assert themselves in the face of
someone else
who wanted something, wh

“We
suck at this,” Tatl said. She and Link stood in the middle of Clock
Town. Overhead, the clock tower tolled the seconds loudly throughout
the square. High above stood the moon, retreated after Link played
the Song of Time. Though the hero enjoyed being able to go back in
time over and over, he hated losing the feeling of satisfaction from
his meals. It made his hunger all the worse.
Tatl
went on, “I can't believe you ate that poor monkey, Link. You know,
I'm starting to have reservation

Come Full Stomach
By Eros X
There she is, lying on
the bed. Her stomach is far larger than the rest of her body. It’s
lumpy. And moving. He
can hear muffled cries for help even out of her reach, and her
painted red finger nails reach to touch him as her belly utters an
impossible gurgle for even more food.
He can’t help himself
as he moves closer. He’s not in control of his own body, and he
lowers his head next to her lips. She grins, and slowly opens her
mouth. From the darkness inside he

She
was pregnant. Not that it mattered. She was food. Her name didn't
matter, her past didn't matter, and her life didn't matter. She and
her child were food and she just didn't know it yet.
Shopping
at the mall. For maternity wear of course. She had grown rather big
so late into her pregnancy and she was starting to run out of clothes
that fit. She had put off buying proper maternity clothes in the
hopes that her current wardrobe would suffice and she had been proven
wrong. Fatally wrong, one

Mercy let out a moan, her delicate
fingers groping the contents of her stomach. The swiss doctor’s
stomach gurgled and churned as her stomach began to digest its
contents in earnest. “Well Hannah, I can’t say that I’m going
to miss you… but I suppose I wouldn’t mind if you stayed.” The
blonde gently grabbed D.Va’s exposed ass through her own skin. The
Korean gamer inside gave an indignant shriek and flailed angrily.
Mercy gasped in pleasure at his prey’s attempts at escape “J

In
the innermost chamber of Woodfall temple, Link found a massive open
room. The walls ran up high above him, creating an arena. Behind him,
a set of bars slammed down over the door. The Hyrulian pulled out his
sword, cautiously stepping into the room.
From
above, there came a sound that tightened his gut and made his skin
crawl. A sort of high, chattering chanting. A shape descended, tall,
gangly, erratic. A warrior, three time Link's height, covered in
painted markings on his gray body, droppe

If it weren't for the massive speakers
that made the entire world shake with every drumbeat, Stacie wouldn't
have even known there was music to go with the dance routine on the
stage in front of her. The screaming crowd around her was utterly
deafening, pressing in on every side. Its movements matched the
rhythm of the beat in front of her.
And though she'd never understood the
furor at these concerts before, being here herself, she could tell
why.
Melina Winters, the woman leading the
dance ahe

Sigh
“What
did she do? Is this the police or a friend?” Barbara asked the
voice on the other end of the phone.
“Uh,
well neither actually. She didn't really do anything it's more what
was done to her and you're listed as her next of kin. Sooo” the
voice said.
“Next
of kin? Wait what is this all about? Is Jackie there? Can she talk...
Wait scratch that it's probably better if you explain actually,
sometimes I can't understand that girl.” Barbara muttered.
“Well
I don't think she

Tiring,
that was the best word for it. Back and forth to court, guards
following her everywhere, manipulating that vile little whelp. It was
all so very tiring and Margaery wanted nothing more than to rest. Her
only moments of free time were spent laying on her bed, looking out
to the sea, sipping wine, listening to birds sing. The low rumble of
the guards walking around outside her door, the fleeting thoughts
that passed through her head. She closed her eyes and meditated,
letting thoughts flow

After an hour going through back
roads leading towards the outskirts of the district, the solid black
vehicle finally rumbled to a stop in front of a small, dumpy house.
Most of the houses on the block were boarded over, or had lights
suspiciously turn off as the vehicle had come in. A scrawny figure
quickly stepped of the driver side, and made its way around to the
back. As the doors opened, an audible sloshing and gurgling could be
heard. 
Gina grunted as she scooted herself
out of the ba

Late
night. Blazing lights above them, glimmering off in the distance and
passing by them in blurs. A few scant cars drove by, whooshing by as
they passed. Chill, pleasant summer air in a big, sleeping city. No
better feeling in the world for Vicki. She looked around and sighed
at the beauty all around. Just a massive city with life and vibrancy,
now asleep. Her and the gang walked down the street, with Erica and
Sophie deciphering the map. They had a specific place they wanted to
be this late a