It
was the day that Yuri and I was suppose to make the banners for our
club. It was for the parade of course! She was really excited for
this however, as she was at my house before I was even awake.. It was
a bit weird, but hey. It's alright with me anyway. It's always good
to be early than be late! After I let her in and we got our stuff
ready. She pulled out a really beautiful knife. She went into detail
with it. The knife was a beautiful knife.. It looked like something a
collector would have

In
a manner most ignoble and abundant of pain she agonized, utterly
cramped together and against the dissolving corpses of her
compatriots within this dreadful and moist place that is the stomach
of a most insidious troll who cared none for her comfort, only for
her to die and turn to food. Not in the least among the fates she
expected to suffer after the decision to become a Vindicator, what
the other species title as Paladins. She was a servant of the
light... and did not deserve such a useles

Light
preserve her, but the last week had been horrible... and showed no
sign of letting up.
Kaimeia
was by the height just shy of eight feet a tall and rather imposing
Vindicator, or Paladin as other species are loathe to call, of the
Draenei. A beautiful exemplar of her species of pale but fair
complexion and long dark hair. She was strong of will, dedicated,
fit, strong, and with ample curves in all the right places.
Yet
she had been burdened with the task of escorting a caravan across the
pe

Days
had gone by since the launch from the coast of Azshara, and the
cruiser Primal
Drift
plowed back to the high seas – to the elusive formerly
mist-shrouded continent that is Pandaria.
The
Primal
Drift
was a swift craft to be sure, light-weight with but a crew of
sixteen. Seventeen with the messenger they dropped off, and seventeen
with the target of said messenger's journey. A dark troll of all
things in the world.
Yet
the crew had very little reason to complain about their guest who
stuck

It
was a fairly good establishment, considering it was located right
smack in the middle of the smallest settlement along the northern
peninsula of Azshara. Its bar and inn located roughly along the
bottom floors of the North-east Rocketway Exchange Tower, which the
rest of the settlement had been built around – if not for it, the
place would not had seen the light of day, economically speaking. It
was Goblin territory now after all.
Laughter
was quite extant within the bar despite its low num

Zuna'Zel
hissed at the bitter cold winds as he trudged through the cold
expanse of Winterspring. He wished – deep down - for all misfortune
to be heaped onto his master for sending him all the way here.
He
had been in this frozen land for nearly a week so far, attempting to
find a way to contact the one he's here to meet... safely. The
logical choice was to send someone in ahead of him.
Who
he came to meet? A lone troll who lives here, a person called
Sani'fon – the added suffix meant: Loner

It was a miserable day for the famous
trio as they trudged through the calves-deep snow that carpeted the
frozen land that is Winterspring.
Jessy stayed at the front, pushing
herself continuously against the howling winds. She's a twenty-nine
years old human that hailed from the farmlands of Lordaeron, a
survivor of the terrible plague. And used to live in Theramore isle
until the excitement brought by various traveling adventurers turned
her into one as well. She's a pretty striking woman. Beau

Otto looked online every night for a woman dominant and greedy enough to be his Goddess. He wanted a woman that would eat him out of house and home. He lucked out one day, and found a woman. She was preposterously gluttonous, she had dozens of online paying feeders that supported her entirely sedentary lifestyle. She had eaten and shit out hundreds of thousands of dollars her donors hard earned cash. She didn't give a second thought to what she was doing. Her conviction was absolute: males are o

Living Large
(RWBY Vore)By SwitchIt had started out so simple. Like any young, blossoming woman, Weiss Schnee had her interests. Granted, she had hoped they would have been at least been a bit more normal. She would have been perfectly happy if the most interesting thing about her sexuality was her sapphism. But then she had to stumble upon weight gain fetishism. Upon the discovery of weight gain, she would have expected herself to be utterly disgusted. Why in the world would anyone intentionall

This story takes place a few years after Hogwarts, so everyone’s in their early twenties.


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“You’ve seen my mother, Hermione. How do you think her ass got so big?” Ginny said, as the two sat opposite each other in the Leaky Caldron