Content Warning: Female Pred, Female Prey, Gas/Farts, Same Size Dirty Anal Vore, Implied Digestion, and Disposal in Toilet.Sales Associate After a few sips of freshly brewed coffee in the break room, Gabbie and Christina were ready to open the clothing store for the day. Gabbie managed the register while Christina opened the front gate to the store. Moments later, a couple of mall patrons wandered in to the store and began quietly browsing the clothing items. “Christina?” Gabbie ca

“I'm awake but I’m not aware I don’t know where I am

, Or why I’m here. I look around the room it is like a round office

covered in white decor in the centre of the room is a Eagle clutching

wheat and is protected by a shield that is covered in the stars and stripes.”

Mimi had invited me over to her house asking me for a favor so of course I drove to the house in the middle of nowhere. It wasn't a long drive before I saw the chubby blue haired girl standing outside waiting for me as I parked a decent ways away as was our usual agreement. I stepped outside and walked to the chubby girl. "What's the problem Mimi?" I asked as she escourted me behind the house. "I need a favor...Will you help me?" She said avoiding the actual favor. "Y-ye

It was a normal day at work when I got a text from Chanae asking me to come over after work.I got done and clocked off before driving to her tiny apartment. When I walked in what I didn’t know was she wasn’t there. “Hello Chanae I’m here.” I call out as a petite girl with a slightly bloated belly opened the door. Her wavy brown hair with black tips hung down to her shoulders as she led me inside. “Hey Taryn where’s Chanae?” I asked as I walked insi

Commute



Jenna stood alone on the platform waiting for the 7:26 train to Rosa City.



She pulled her phone out of her purse to check the time. 7:47.



"Over 20 minutes late! What is wrong with public transit!?" she asked the empty platform. "At least it's Friday," she told herself while putting on a smile

A Catwoman eats the canaries.


Jenny Canary stared out into the dark and stormy Gotham night. Worried and angry in equal measure.

“What kind of man leaves his pregnant wife alone on a night like this?” She questions the empty air of the apartment. Their children had been put to sleep hours ago. But Jenny had waded up, waiting for Fred to walk back in the apartment door, so she could give him a piece of her mind.