The General's Defeat

By: FT2k4


All characters are � Nintendo


A dark shadow loomed over him, but he did not fear. His opponent was big, much taller than him, but his height did not matter. His smaller size had made all the difference, his opponent breathing hard, sweating from the tough battle. Using his smaller size, he had been faster and more agile, causing all of his opponents attacks to miss. With each miss, came a strike from his staff, delivering fierce blows to his larger oppon

Ten Little Kids
A Poem By Misterebony,
Based on Ten Little Indians.

Ten little tasty kids,
Cheerful and Divine.
A giant wanted a yummy girl sandwich,
Now there are nine.

Nine little patient kids,
Standing near the gate.
A witch came out wanting a gingerbread boy,
Now there is just eight.

Eight little frightened kids,
Praying now to heaven.
One was whisked of to safety by angels
And now there are only seven

Seven little curious kids
Watching a wizards tricks.
But no one s

Digimon Food Part 2
By Jag
Contains M/M vore
Digimon characters (c) respective owners
Guilmon licked his lips in his sleep, stretching his legs and arms out as he fidgeted in his sleep. The digimon let out a loud murr as he pushed his claws into his flattened belly, the thoughts of how tasty Zach was still bouncing around in his head. Groaning loudly, Guilmon let out a loud belch, knocking himself out of his restful state. With a flutter his eyes opened wide and a yawn came from the digimon's mo

My Son in Me

A Vore Story starring Shade and Griffin Silverwing

By: Jake Springhorn


Shade Silverwing and Griffin Silverwing, his son, perched together in a tree near Tree Haven, Griffin wrapped warmly in Shade's wings. Griffin's face was pressed at Shade's chest and Shade's face brushed against his son's head lovingly. They rested their eyes, but only for a short moment. Griffin looked up at his father's handsome eyes and smiled.

“You know that I love you, do you Griffin?&rdquo

Slime in a Forest


Kyle tripped over an unseen root and fell flat on his face. He cursed his luck, got up, and wiped the dirt from his clothes. He had been walking through the forest all morning, trying to find his brothers, who in their twisted little joke had separated him from the hunting party, and without any food or water. He continued to wander through the forest, completely unaware of his surroundings or what direction he was going in.


After a few more minutes of walking, he final