It was a normal day at the governor’s mansion, until the tentative knock at the door.Lying on the couch with a paw over her eyes, governor Diane Foxington groaned. She’d never dare show such a lack of decorum where anyone could see, but here in her home, with nobody but her lupine lover present? The poor vixen had enough damn tasks on her plate today, she had earned that groan fair and square. A high school graduation speech, the public library fund, upgrades to the municipal waste p
Diane Foxington vs The Free Press
By: TheDragonBoy
Favorited: 3 months ago
You could not believe that you were doing this. You had been
casually looking at vore now for years but you had never even briefly considered doing it yourself.
. That is until you stumbled on
to a link for a website which services were for
Tillsdale which was
very close to
Living Out Your Obsession.
By: hergleblergle
Favorited: 4 months ago
It was a busy Saturday afternoon for our protagonist, Shiro Yukimura. It was the start of his second year at his special part-time job with his homeroom teacher and professional model, Rika Blazeheart. It was probably the easiest job in the world for someone of Shiro’s talents and the pay was great. The job: let Ms. Blazeheart swallow him and hold him inside her stomach for a couple hours. Rika is no ordinary model, she’s a vore model, one of the most famous in the city. She gets paid to
Behind the Scenes
By: plazmamaster
Favorited: 4 months ago
It was just another day at school for Shiro. Today, he and his class were going to get a special lesson from their new art teacher, Ms. Leslie. Her hair was the color of amber and her eyes sparkled like emeralds. She had a very curvaceous body with a particularly bloated belly the size of a basketball. Her breasts were spilling out from her tight blouse and her pants looked as if they would rip at any moment.
“Good morning class!” the teacher sai
The Art of Vore
By: plazmamaster
Favorited: 4 months ago
“Nessa? …Vanessa? …You here?” His whispering was a bit loud, and sounded even louder given the utter silence all around. He peered through the dark, relying mostly on memory and the stray reflections of moonlight to guide him. Stepping carefully further into the little enclosure, he called again, ‘whispering’ even louder, “Nessa!? NE-”“Boo.”“Whagh!!”The quietest little scare, right in his ear, had triggered a sound louder than anyth
Finding Out What It's Like
By: TheDragonBoy
Favorited: 5 months ago
