Odessa put down her rolling pin when she heard the pleasant chime echo through her kitchen. It had been a worthwhile addition to the wards on the door, she thought, so much less irritating than people knocking. She opened the door and smiled at the half-elf on the other side, giving the other woman a quick once over. The robes she wore were close-fitting, giving the matronly

tiefling

an excellent impression of her body, and Odes

One Last Walk


Equustra felt her stomach begin to tie itself in a knot as she felt the livestock truck pull up to a decadent, three winged mansion. She had trained all her life for this, but now that the moment had actually arrived, the thought of what was to come was another beast altogether to the unicorn. She'd carefully managed her diet of fat enriched grains to ensure she was well marbled, but what if the diners found that she lacked enough substance in

Lila’s Day at the Spa




Written by Deviantcook64




On the sidewalk in the hustle and bustle of the city of New York, walked a relatively short blonde with hair down her back. She couldn’t have been more than five feet tall, and aside from the bulge of her chest through her sweatshirt, and the fine curve of an ass to be seen through her yoga pants

Why does everyone cook their daughters?


(Non-vore)





















I know what I'm doing is wrong, but I have no choice but to look through the glass

Princess Pussy Sashimi: A Dinner With Three GirlsTags: She-Ra (2018), Implied Snuff, Gynophadia, Mermista, Frosta, Perfuma, Adora, cannibalism, consensual, decunting, F/F, Seduction, fatal, human, complete"Not that I mind being naked, but why do I have to be naked for this picnic?" Perfuma asked Mermista as the latter led her to the cliff where she had prepared her surprise.

"Don't worry so much, I'm naked too you know." Mermista replied as they finally reached their goal.

The picnic spot at t

its the maid cafe staff outing day and everyone is going for a walk in the park together
the girls keep giggling and looking at taka strangely...
they come to a place in the woods where there is a picnic table and outdoor grill
“hey look! what a great place for a picnic!” one of the girls says
“yeah shame we didnt bring anything for a barbecue...”
the girls all giggle again and taka looks confused
“why is everyone looking at me like that??”
“a barbe

Cozy Winter Night.By DJ4K.Contains: Giant pred, child prey, death, unwilling prey, male pred, male prey,  The giant looked through his pantry and picked out a dozen crying children, each one begging for their lives. He carried them into the kitchen as Christmas music played on the radio. He dropped the kids in a pot and took his tart shells out of the oven. He inhaled the smell of the steaming crust. “Ahhh, delicious.”  “Please let me go! I want my mommy!” Screa

Rebecca was bored. She had been sitting here for hours and still nothing happened. When she first got here she didn't think she would be here this long.
Another hour passed before a pair of women started moving down the aisle where she and the other meatgirls were on display, each on their own serving platter. Rebecca could see in their eyes that they were horny and hungry. The bulges in their dresses made no secret of the fact that their girlcocks were fully erect.
"This one has a juicy pussy

Steam rose in curling wisps from slender hands and dainty feet, an aromatic halo about the golden-brown form of this petite angel, the newest member of heaven’s choir. The skin of a young tomboy’s hands, just-so pink and calloused in life, was dark and crisp now, and a spry, modestly athletic form lay prone and forevermore immobile. Slender arms and youthful legs were gapped, here and there along their length, with clean slices and more jagged tears of rougher carving, missing wedges

Life in Sizzle: Meat Girl Games
It was a dull Thursday night in the Miller Household; Ella Miller sat on the couch in the living room with her younger sister Julia, and her mother, Laura. Her Futa-Father Joan was sitting in her recliner. Angel, the futa of the family, when it came to the daughters, was out. She didn't have class tomorrow, so Ella assumed she was off somewhere trying to get a quick lay, some booze, and maybe some free girl meat.
The family was doing nothing tonight. Joan was fall

Marinette FeastTags: Miraculous Ladybug, Human, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Cannibalism, Food PornAdrien rubbed his eyes free of sleep as he woke up in a familiar pink and purple room in the middle of Paris. “Today's the day,” he spoke as he spoke to Marinette. Her smile was wide and beaming. Her makeup was already done for the day, perfect in every respect for their perfect day together and capped by her beautiful Derby hat with the Synthetic Pigeon feather that she put in just for him. Marinet

Emma On Display
Emma was getting bored. The 20 year old student was between semesters at her university and sitting around at home was getting old fast. She always got a thrill out of checking out the meatgirls for sale at her friend Nick’s meat shop so she decided to head over there to see what was going on. As she walked over to the shop just the thought of seeing the naked girls up for sale as pieces of meat made a chill go down her spine. She’d often though about what it woul

A/N:
No matter what the dubbers say Ash has GOT to be more than 10 years
old by the time he reaches Unova, so we'll age Dawn up by about 8
years so she is of legal age.
It
was after the last Grand Festival that Dawn participated in which she
came in second place. She had returned home dejected but happy she
had at least made it that far. When she got into the house and put
her bags away from her trip with Ash. Upon going downstairs she sees
her mother's massive trophy case and gave a small

All Good Things



Tyra woke when a soft breeze brushed her bare fillet. It was dark, and she stirred slightly, feeling breasts underneath her hips and soft thigh against her cheek. Not a breeze, then, she realised, but a breath. She was lying atop Sara, and the blonde’s exhalations were tickling her. She smiled and ducked her head down to give Sara’s own fillet a slow, rough lick. Sara stirred herself as she woke and must have

Life in Sizzle: Irish Stew
It was a typical Friday at Blevins Memorial High-school when a wild, freckle spotted, flat-chested redhead through the doors. Her name was Mara, and today she was on a mission. Upon seeing her friends Ella, and Cass, she b-lined for them.
"Top of the mornin to ya, lassies!" she greeted in a thick Irish-Cork accent. The speech pattern took both Ella and Cass by surprise as well did Mara's clothes, a green and white milkmaid dress.
"How is ya doing, hey?" Mara continue

“Be sure to get my good side!”
Monika winked at me, then did a twirl for the camera, her apron fluttering like a flag in the breeze and her skirt flaring and floating about her shapely thighs. I smiled wryly and clicked the button, causing the camera to make the sound of a clicking shutter as the image of Monika’s pose was preserved in still life on the memory card.
A giggle from Sayori’s direction caught my notice, and I saw her smiling at me. Like Monika, she was weari

The city streets were crowded, and the buildings rose high and clustered close together, overhanging the cobblestone paths and shading the pedestrians with their upper stories. As in any city in any land, people talked and laughed and quarreled and courted. Young lovers pitched woo in not-so-secret corners, and merchants haggled with would-be buyers. In a way, the scene was one that would be familiar to anybody.
And yet, to a pair of figures who walked among the crowds, dressed in garb of fine

​Amy
Pond: Naughty Nurse Snuff-O-Gram
"Hello..."
Amy called out as she rang the doorbell of the expensive-looking
London apartment. "I have a delivery for Dr. Martha Jones from a
Mr. Mickey Smith." Amy's stomach felt like it was filled with
butterflies. She'd worked for her company as a Kiss-o-Gram for
several months, but this week, she'd wanted something more out of her
job, so she'd signed up for the "special service" section
of the company's catalog. She'd assu

Amy
Pond: Sexy Schoolgirl Snuff-o-Gram
Tags:
Doctor
Who, Amy Pond, Clara Oswald, Prostitution, Willing, Dominant and
Submissive, scalpel, F/F, Schoolgirl roleplay, Trophies, Fisting,
Dissection, Sex Ed, Nipple-ectomy, possible snuff.
“Ah!
Ms. Oswald, just the teacher I was looking for." The Headmaster
of Coal Hill School called out as Clara made her way to her last
class of the day. "Although, your proposal was... unorthodox,
since you already paid for the expensive materials, and si

Amy
Pond: Alien Slave Girl Snuff-O-Gram
Tags:
Doctor
Who, Amy Pond, Bill Potts, Heather, F/F, Oral, F/F/F, Fingering,
Willing, Dominant and Submissive, Roleplay, Dissection, Costume,
Cannibalism, Prostitution, Snuff
Amy
Pond always wanted to be snuffed, so when she reports as a Sexy
Green-Skinned Alien Snuff-O-Gram to Heather's dorm room for her
girlfriend Bill's birthday, she gets exactly what she asked for.
_________
Amy
Pond approached what was definitely a college dorm somewhat
nervously. Sh

Edith breathed heavily as she patrolled the school. So far the adventurer of the Wasteland had found nothing but some old decomposing bodies, some pre war stuff, and a couple Rad scorpions she quickly managed to take care of. Still, she made sure she had her shotgun out at all times, just incase anything jumped out of the darkness at her. Soon she entered a room which seemed to be a bathroom, in surprisingly good conditioning considering it had been nuked over two centuries ago. Edith kicked eve

“Huh…? Uhhh… where am I?”

Princess Peach blinked her eyes twice, a headache pounding in the back of her messy blonde hair. The blurriness was slowly beginning to decode itself as… a stone basement.

No. A dungeon.

Princess Peach was in a dungeon.

Her awareness of self was slowly coming back to her, and she began to test all of her senses subconsciously. A few blinks

Don't worry baby, mom is here




(NON-VORE)

Sizzling femboys. By DJ4K.Content: Cooking vore, roasting, femboy prey, male prey, death, unwilling, restaurant, multiple prey, prey lovers, prey dating, female pred, unwilling prey, cooking prep, femboys, Adam walked into the living room and said to his femboyfriend. “Hey Jake, mail’s here.” He tosses some letters to him.  “Thanks honey pie.” Said Jake as he opened a letter. A bright red letter cot his eye, he opened it and read it. “You are a winne

A MILF for Christmas






This story includes: kinks like cannibalism, dehumanization, casual slavery, casual sex, degredation, large sub/small dom, and use of regeneration to snuff the same victim over and over again. See description for more details.









A twe

“Mom, you do this every year, and every time, I have to talk you out of it.” Layla said as she watched her mother Sarah tie on an apron. It was an annual tradition for the Swift family to get together in the winter time to have dinner and normally that meant Layla’s husband would join as well, but this year, the mother fox had other plans.
“Oh shush dear, you’re not doing it this year.” Sarah replied, not having it with any of her daughter’s nagging, &ld

A SNAKE FOR DINNER.
 
 
the door opened in front of me, as i walked into my house, letting in my big green tail.
"Josh sweety, i'm home . . . can you help me with the bags from the groceries store?"
suddenly, my beautiful son crawled slowly down the stairs.
his name was Josh, and he always helped me, but lately he was getting shyier than before . . .
he grabbed a pair of bags in order to take them to the fridge, but he stopped: he was staring at my round rump!
i knew ho

[Disclaimer : l’histoire est longue, donc je l’ai divisée en 4 parties, séparées par -----, les deux premières axées sur la construction de l’histoire, les deux dernières sur la préparation, le repas et une petite conclusion. Comme je l’ai écrite comme un essai pour un monde plus large, elle a fini par être dense, donc si vous ne vous intéressez pas au world building et voulez juste lire la partie q

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Disclaimer:

the story is quite long, so I divided it into

4 parts, separated with -----, with the first 2 being about building the story, and the last 2 being about the preparation, the

meal

and a tiny conclusion. Since I wrote this as a try for a larger world, it ended up being quite a lot at once, so if you

Sibling Turkeys






This story includes cooking, incest, and mentions of resurrection.







A few alternate realities away, far enough to be different, close enough to be recognizable, there is a world where death and cannibalism are normal and widespread. This society of excess, where l

Halloween Chicken Roast






Just off the campus of a large university was a large neighborhood of townhomes and apartments crammed full of students. Most nights of the year there was a party for anyone who wanted to find it, but Halloween was a step above those nights, with one of the biggest houses completely transformed into a haunted house, with a twist. The fliers on the streets declared, in all

The
lots were drawn. The choice was made.
Dinner
would be served.
On
a private balcony in Konoha, with a clear view of the Hokage
Monument, twelve women of varying ages and nationalities were
standing around the empty cup from which they had drawn their sticks.
They were, all of them, dressed in tight bikinis, tiny and revealing,
as part of the event.
Kin
Tsuchi and Tayuya, kunoichi of the Hidden Sound were there, looking a
mixture of mischievous and relieved. The former wore a purple one
piece

Prologue






Starfire’s PoV:






I eyed the sign hanging over the door - one bearing the restaurant’s name. Dolcett. Yeah, this was the place. They’ve invited me for a special dinner… Haven’t they? I could no longer find the invitation on my phone… But I distinctly

“But you’re hamburger, aren’t you? You’re a cowgirl. You’re made up of meat. You’ve managed to make yourself quite chubby and curvy…I bet you thought that would make you less desirable. But all it really does is make you contain even more wonderful beef. Yes, you have made some wonderful milk, but did you really think I needed your tits this big just for milk? Yes, it does make your milk pretty sweat, but only a few pounds of fat would work and make you