Examinations Part 1: First Exam
By the Wolf
Commissioned by Pipper Dickens
Emily Caldwell forced herself to watch the scene through the observation window while she typed notes on the little keyboard attached to her tablet. The sophomore stared down into what looked almost like an operating theatre with much softer, cozier amenities while she sat above, surrounded by faculty judges. Emily fought the shiver that crawled up her spine and the nervous feeling in the pit of her stomach as she watched

Something for Everyone
By the Wolf
From a theme for Brejen
“What about that Mexican place at the north end of the mall?”
Travis felt his big belly rumble at the suggestion. That would do just fine for the hippo, a big combination plate before it was finally time for the movie, then he could still indulge in popcorn and soda.
“Nah, I don’t like the spices they use there. Something doesn’t agree with me. What else?” Ray said.
While others made little groaning so

Family Vore Birthday Part 2: Jenny
By the Wolf
I was sitting on the couch again, when I heard a key start moving in the lock on the front door. I’d been lounging there naked for the last few hours and watching TV once I’d finally been able to get back to the living room. For the first hour or so after lunch I couldn’t move from the bed with the full weight of Mom in my stomach, but once she began to dwindle down a little, I hefted my way back out there.
It was a nice few hours

Family Vore Birthday Part 1
By the Wolf
Mom and I were snuggled up together on the couch, just the two of us. She was stroking my hair while I ran a hand a little over her slightly soft belly. My head was at her shoulder and the TV was playing one of those streaming shows we’d agreed to save for watching together. Our naked skin pressed together in general affection, it was nice to just enjoy a moment we never seemed to have time for anymore.
It was late Friday morning with only her and me

Who Can Last?
By the Wolf
Carl swallowed again, leaving only the paws outside his short muzzle while he rubbed his expanding belly. The zebra loved this moment in the meal, and he’d held out from temptation nearly the longest at the party, giving him a good shot. He reached up with a finger and started to push the hyena’s feet in between his lips and teeth, giving them a little tickle so that he could enjoy the convulsions through his gullet. This meal wasn’t as ticklish as som

A Taste for Something
New
By the Wolf
Commissioned by
Anonymous
It
was the morning after we’d finally come back home from the
Hyperbolic Time Chamber. I woke up with my stomach already growling,
even despite the feast Gohan and I had pounded down just after we
finished the intense training and emerged. I really hoped Chi-Chi had
made a nice big breakfast for us while we started taking a little
time off before we’d have to participate in the Cell Games.
When
I went out into the kitchen to see

The
wide open fields and rustic buildings lent a simple, comely air to
the ranch. Link walked up the dirt path towards the house seated atop
the hill, looking around at the cows lazily swaying through the grass
and bushes. He felt at ease here. The moon seemed far away, the sky
seemed big enough for three moons, and the wind seemed to carry a
tune on it like the breath of the wild. He wished he'd discovered
this place before now. He'd have visited more often.
As
the two made their way up the hi

“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

Deep
in the caverns of Snowhead temple, a murmuring, whimpering voice
echoed up the tall, rocky chamber. The voice would whine, low and
pitiful, for a moment before suddenly spiking in a gritting, gasping
grunt of effort. A moment later, a loud, wet thulnk
would sound through the chambers.
Link stood leaning against a lamp post, panting. Behind him, at his
feet, lay a large, firm log of waste. The hero was sweating heavily
despite the cold, the effort it had taken to push out the remains of
his