Always
The Unassuming Ones
Ms. Vivian
unlocked the door to her new classroom, walking back to her desk with
the percussive *click
clack click clack* of
dress shoes on tile. The dragoness was eager to get teaching again
after her short hiatus forcing her to be stuck in her principal’s
office all the time. Not that she didn’t enjoy her cozy office,
mind you, but it was so much more fun to teach and get intimate with
all these cute little snacks. She took this class over from the last
teacher,

"Thanks again for the ride, Holly."Erin smiled at her cousin behind the wheel of the truck. She'd been unable to start her car after work and with no service at the cabin, had no way to tell the girls she was stuck. As it turned out, her younger cousin Holly was in town for a horse show and available for a ride.While Erin was tall, and gangly with ash blonde hair and thick glasses, Holly was tiny and petite with straight brown hair and a warm smile. Erin was a computer geek with a programming jo

It had been an hour and a half by the time Jenna and Brooke returned with groceries. Jenna backed her old Jeep up to the door and honked."Thanks for covering all the food. You didn't need to do that, Brooke.""I've still got that credit card my dad pays off from back in high school. No point in having anyone else waste money on it!"The two stepped out of the Jeep and started grabbing bags. Jenna looked back to the door."Hey Kendra, Angela! Come help carry stuff in!" She shouted."Honestly Kendra s

The pandemic was finally over. It was time for reunions after long months apart for many. A group of girls, friends since elementary school, had been planning a whole three-day party at a remote cabin to finally get back together and celebrate. Three of them had met up in town and carpooled the rest of the long drive out into the wilderness.Brooke was always the popular one. She was from a rich family and had just finished her junior year at an ivy league university. She was curvy, well-dressed

The Exchange StudentMs. Vivian’s class walked in to a Strange sight, a ram sat kneeling on the dragoness’ desk, his arms and legs bound, a gag in his mouth and a blindfold tied rather tight over his eyes. His legs were spread, his arms tied behind his back, and his fluffy body facing where they all sat. A few members of the class looked away in embarrassment, believing themselves to be witnessing the aftermath of a before-school BDSM stunt between the teacher and some student they ha

Food for a Fat Cat – Chapter 4
(RWBY Vore)By SwitchAny hope that Ruby or Yang had of fixing Blake’s weight problem had pretty much been completely crushed by now. Although it would have been pretty much impossible to weigh the beast of a woman without industrial scales, it wouldn’t be hard to believe that she had now surpassed 1000lbs. And with a seemingly never-ending diet, that number only grew by the day. The sisters wondered why Blake was still at Beacon, given that she wou

Food for a Fat Cat – Chapter 3
(RWBY Vore)By Switch“They’re sooo cute!” Ruby squealed as she admired Weiss’ birthday gift to her, a pair of goldfish swimming around a glass bowl. “I’m gonna name this one Razzle and this one Dazzle,” she giggled, pointing at the two indistinguishable fish.“I’m glad you like them,” Weiss said, rather proud at her gift-giving talents. “But you’ll have to remember to feed them every day.” Ruby responded with a nod,

Food for a Fat Cat – Chapter 2
(RWBY Vore)By SwitchWeiss sighed with adoration towards her latest obsession, feeling so proud of herself for what she had managed to accomplish. She had never found fast food particularly appetising, considering it little more than garbage. But she had a newfound appreciation for it as she watched Blake digging into a family serving of fried chicken, the hungry catgirl polishing off the bones one by one. Her face and hands were a greasy mess, but she couldn&

RWBY One Shot: Blake the Blob
Like all things it started out rather
innocently. Beacon’s cafeteria had begun serving seafood on a
regular basis and Blake was only too eager to partake in it. Humming
in delight she carried a full platter of fish and other sea creatures
over to her team’s table and dug into them with gusto. Ruby and the
others didn't make any comment on this unusual behavior, as they were
simply happy to see Blake showing joy of any kind. The cat Faunus was
practically famous

Corporate vorcation.
Ambrosia, or amber as she liked to be called, was a corporate super power. She started small and took big risks, which led to her success. Buying up promising young corporations to merge with hers and investing large sums of money into these corporations to expand them, made her into the corporate giant she was today. Not only was she a corporate giant, she was a giant woman as well. Standing at an impressive 6'7 feet tall and weighing an impressive 800 pounds, she only rea

"Burrrrrp!!"
So
it was done.
Tali
was glad she had let that one go before she eased her visor back on
after re-donning her suit, making sure it fit along every inch of her
curvaceous figure, fitting every generous curve and the massive
breasts she accumulated from many alien meals... including the wide
and heavy bulge that weighed down on her right now as she stretched
and got herself comfortably again on the bed.
Below
her large bosom, the even larger more swollen stomach rocked with

Ashley
trailed down the hall, careful as she had constantly been lately what
with all the crew members that have gone missing in the recent times.
It was just a feeling, but the human had a distinct feeling that
whatever is going on were ongoing long before the Normandy began to
suffer from it. Nothing but a feeling, but a chilling one. How and
when did it begin?
With
a shake of her head, Ashley cleared those thoughts and resumed her
search along the crews' quarter in search of Tali. She couldn'

The
lights were slightly dimmed. More than half the crew currently slept,
as it was 'nighttime' on board the ship that continued to be hurled
through the void of space by its ever-present pilot – making sure
to stay out of trouble at this hour while the crew's so inactive.
Even the commander had turned in for the time being.
In
the lounge however, talks were about to be had. Garrus had his formal
wear on, not the armor he usually wore. He sat at the gambling table,
facing Javik who sat at the

Weeks
had gone by since the end of the Quarian/Geth conflict. It ended
peacefully on both sides, thanks to Shepard. To think what could have
happened if she had not woken up during that critical time before
that... when he was dangerously close to ending up as a pile of dung
underneath her.
Thank
the ancestors he remembered none of that.
Tali
shuddered from the thought as she passed through the lower parts of
the engineering deck. It was a frequent nightmare of hers, where she
digested him... t

Urrh...
why did I go and do that...?
An'Torai
thought to herself as she squirmed and kicked like a thing possessed
– naked and defenseless. Trying to get out of this tight fleshy
tube she had gotten forced into, a gulp echoing into her ears as she
was swallowed a little deeper into the woman now having her for
lunch.
She
was just an engineer who happened to chicken out, with good reason
she thought. Admiral Daro'Xen recently developed a weapon to use
against the geth, resulting in the whole fl

Ulrika swung her axe to
and fro impatiently. Her queue had been delayed by a meagre little
hunter wanting to fruitlessly prove himself in the arena. The crowd
didn't need this. They needed a real brawler. Not one of these
pansies who holds his weapon by the sharp end. No, no; a real
fighter, one who could decimate her competition and give the crowd
the fight they paid for! Ulrika growled, fiddling furiously with her
ginger braids.
The hunter fell
unconscious. His opponent, a burly if pathetical

Lineera
was frightened, no use hiding that.
She
and her crew set out from Sol just a couple of weeks ago, a crew of
initially forty-one – and the relay leading to the Citadel was
finally in sight. And looked forward to giving her old freighter, the
Ina, a lookover.
However,
there was another thing. Members of her crew had been disappearing to
the left and right ever since the beginning of this trip, often in
groups of two to three. And in each case, never found the bodies.
That
was the main re

"Phew..
that was close."
Tali whispered as she left the ladies' toilet in the crew's quarter.
She almost clogged the toilet with Jack's and Gabriella's remains,
and had to flush down at least twice during the ten minutes she spent
squeezing the dung they're now made of out of her ass.
Instead
of rubbing her sore butt though – in the wake of that effort –
she instead rubbed her now quite voluminous breasts up and down in
appreciation of their recent 'upgrade'. Likewise, she was also

“Oh, Antie Raan... I don't know.”
Tali'Zorah complained softly and with much agony as she weighed her
options. She had received a communique from the migrant fleet, a bid
to return to it for the time being.
Shala'Raan vas Tonbay, the one she's
talking to; one of the Admirals on the board, audibly sighed. But
instead of the steely response Tali could expect if it was
Han'Gerrel, Shala'Raan entered the midst of the situation with an
amiable tone as soft as a gentle hug, “Is there a problem,

The sky
over the ocean was clear, though looking out in the horizon one could
see the mists, still thick and mysterious (though it looked like the
mist had moved away from the land, and if one looked closely they
seemed...thinner for some reason.)
The was no
noise, except the sudden splash as the Night Elf resurfacing from the
water.
Celendess
took a deep breath as she surveyed the area before diving back under,
being dressed in a tight-fitting, leather padded outfit, a hood
pulled over her fac