Morgan Binges
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
"Well Morgan, you
know all about my experiences with vore growing up. Why don't you
tell me about yours?"
"Alright. But add
some more hot water, this'll be a while."
Hazel and I were lying
in my bathtub, Hazel leaning back on me. It had been a day since we
met, but it felt natural to hold her in my arms, like we'd been doing
it for years.
"What do you want
to know?" I asked when she'd settled back in my arms after
pouring

A
New Talent
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
When
I woke up this morning, I wasn’t expecting to eat anybody with my
pussy. Nope, not even one. What went wrong?
We
were going to a regional cheerleading competition in Pomeroy. There
were ten of us from Hanging Rock Area High School (Go Mountaineers!),
which, I know, isn’t really a big squad, but we’re not exactly
from a thriving metropolis. So it was the ten of us plus Coach
Lawrence and Tiffany Perry’s mom as the chaperone. We were all

Jane
stood sheepishly at the doorway of her bathroom, holding out a very
cheap robe as yet another woman stepped out of the shower. The angry
woman gave Jane a dirty look as she grabbed the robe and pulled it
on.
“I’m
really sorry,” Jane said, “Claustrophobia. I couldn’t help it.”
She reached into a drawer by the bathroom door and pulled out a
business card from a box of about two hundred of them. “This is the
number of a drycleaner who can get those stains out of your clothes.
Te

Lilly poked her nose around the corner and looked at the impressive looking door with the sunglass wearing doberman guards. This wasn't Fort Knox. It wasn't a bank, far from it. It was a studio entrance. She grinned. A Studio for a very popular game show that she had been payed to wreck. When she was done they'd never get any contestants asking to come on the show ever again.
Taking a deep breath she gathered her courage and stepped around the corner.
``Hey there, did I miss it?'' She said, grin

"Three...
Two... One... Go!"
We
scattered to hiding places throughout the house. Quiet stalking was
the name of the game, particularly at the beginning. I was
particularly talented at walking unnoticed and would use that to my
advantage. I knew I was one of the best here, but I would need to
watch the others at work to plan my moves in advance to prove it.
Signing up for the competition included a clause consenting to a
great many things and I intended to use all of them if neede

Fine
Dining whistled happily to himself as he walked across his brother's
bookshop, intending to pick up the freshly delivered mail that lay in
a small pile under the mail slot. A slight bulge occurred at his
midsection; however, it was more suggestive of housing an overlarge
meal than an adult stallion, even with Fine Dining's height being
comparable to Celestia's and his girth more akin to an overweight
gryphon than a pony.
Yet,
Fine Dining's belly indeed held an adult stallion - his brother,

A
middle-aged woman looked over her glasses at the nervous young woman
across from her. The young woman was glancing about, a glaze of
anxious perspiration on her face. She was dressed in attractive
business attire, had an athletic yet curvy figure, her face was cute
and pixie-ish, and a kicky energetic haircut. The pair of women were
seated on either side of a conference table in a large and otherwise
empty conference room.
“Jane,”
said the woman with the glasses.
“Mrs.
Stein,” said Jan

V-Day:
Daisy Chain
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
Calizona
University--located in sunny Los Hermanos, Calizona--has one of the
most robust Predator-Prey Alliances (PPA for short) in the country.
With 9836 of the campus's 45,000 students counted among the members,
the vore club is the school's most popular club. Twice a year, the
PPA holds a wild bacchanalia of vore and sex, a free-for-all where
students come to fuck, eat, and be eaten. V-Day, as it is officially
known, or the Vorgy, as most people

Game Show
M/F,
Multiple female prey, M/M, Soft vore, Digestion, Same size, Bone
remains, Contest, Willing prey, Male pred, Male prey, Female prey
I sat in
the green room backstage at Vore Entertainment Studios. I had been
selected to be a contestant on the most poplar show on air “Would
You Like Another?” The shows concept was simple. Contestants walked
on on stage in front of a live audience and stripped, showing off
their body to world. The host would then ask, “ would you like
another?

I
was on the elevator at work. It was the sort of thing I'd done a
dozen times that day, there wasn't anything special about it. Our
building was 45 stories tall and honestly didn't have a whole lot of
floor space on each floor, so you tended to spend a lot of time on
the elevator. Right now there were three people on the elevator with
me, which was a bit much for the smallish elevator car, but again,
one gets used to such things after a few weeks. We'd all gotten on at
the fifth floor, and the