11.30pm Friday 18 October 2016. Somewhere in South London


He sat down in front of the computer and accessed his favourite search engine. He took a deep breath and - as he'd been told - typed in “Vore Restaurant”. He waited for a response, noticing he felt warm and his hands were shaking slightly.


The screen changed to a list of addresses Gant knew well: all the familiar message boards and sites. He clicked page 2. The same stuff - except that towards the foot of the page

No one in their
right mind truly likes camping. That people would actually
specifically wander out into the wilderness with the bare minimum
needed to survive and only the most primitive technology to guide
them was inane- but that hardly stopped people from going. The truth
is, in every group of friends there’s one nut who thinks that
camping makes for a fine, fun bonding activity. When that friend
suggests it, no one has the heart to admit that they hate camping.
Everyone hopes that someone

The
Wolf Woman of Midnight
Halloween.
That wonderful time of year when everybody gets to dress like they’re
terrifying monsters, racist caricatures, and sluttier versions of
everyday career outfits. But most importantly, it was the day where
people handed out free candy.
Or
at least it was. As the clock struck midnight, Halloween came to an
end as November 1st
rolled into town. Of course the monsters, both metaphorical children
who did not respect curfew and vandalized people’s homes as we

        
Elenor let out a low, annoyed grumble, though one that was nigh inaudible to the rest of her high-school class. This displeased sound came not from her mouth, however, but from her rather expansive stomach.
        
Elenor, you see, was a brown bear-girl, and a big one, in more ways than one. Physically, she was 18 years old, just over 7 feet tall, and her body was covered in the typical thick brown fur of h

“Service!”


The harassed head chef stood at the pass, both hands on his hips, struggling to make himself heard amongst the general conversational buzz of the restaurant. “I said service!” He glared around him. “Two Caesar salads, one prawn salad, one ravioli, table 12. For Christ's sake, what are you lot doing?”


A waitress sauntered up to the pass with a couple of empty plates. She wasn't responding to Chef specifically, it was just that she was in the

ToS
Vore: Sheena's Payback to Seles
"Urrrrrrrp!
Oh Martel was that skank ever so good!"
Sheena
gave a huge moan as she laid herself onto the large mattress of her
bedroom and rubbed the huge expanse of her exposed belly. She looked
at the leftover women's clothing on the floor of her bedroom and
moaned a bit as she felt her stomach churn the remains of her latest
victim. Though from the smile on the ninja's face, it would seem
that the poor woman would not be missed.
"Urp!

--VIRGINIA: RED-RIDING HOOD--




The morning sun shone down upon the serene meadow, a pristine paradise that few ever would have the privilege to experience. The silken carpet of grass, dotted with vibrant wildflowers, whispered as a breeze passed through. The birds chimed happily in the few trees that stood in the clearing, adding to the calm ambiance of the scenery.


A melodic sound, like the humming of angels, would soon join in with this chorus. Atop a stump towards the middle

Another
hour of interrogation had passed, and the two who had played their
part to delay Katsumi Del from driving home yet so utterly failed to
do so. It was just their luck to see the doctor alongside a cop.
Max
Wells towered over them even from the other side of the table, a huge
blob of a rhino in a uniform glowered down at them through the little
room's singular lamp. So full of righteous and characteristic anger
that neither of the humans dared to twitch an inch in fear for what
he might do

By
the time she got back home, the incident that involved her, Max
Wells, and a couple of rude drivers had been left as far behind as it
truly was in terms of real distance. It did not even register in the
mind as the curvaceous woman kicked off her clogs and went to the
kitchen, which inevitably brought her through the living room to get
there.
Katsumi
Del hummed pleasantly as she once at the fridge pulled the bottles
out of the plastic bag and stored them inside. A repertoire that
consisted mo

“--Come
to think of it, I don't think I've seen you shop for anything but
drinks.”
the burly man, a veritable tower of muscles and blubbery flesh packed
in a police uniform, rumbled in amused curiosity. “Are
those drinks saturated with calories or something?”
Katsumi
Del giggled as she gathered the small assortment of soda and juice
into the plastic bag. It was that time again of the week when she
goes out to do some shopping at the local mall, and just happened to
find one of her admitt

The Boy
Who Cried Wolf – The Way It Ought to Be (F/M)
by
the Wolf
Once
upon a time in a small village in a faraway land, there lived a young
boy named Finn. Or at least young by today’s standards. Having just
recently reached seventeen years, in his own time, he would have been
considered already a man and good enough to be working at a steady
trade. Yet all the villagers knew that Finn was feckless and likely
to remain so for all his days, a source of great distress for his
parents.
At
a sl

Vorion’s Revenge
by
the Wolf
Vorion
sat in shadows of the narrow alleyway, checking the banded stacks of
cash from her haul. The cheetah’s belly stretched the thick spandex
of her outfit to its limit with the huge bulge the bank guard made.
It gave a little gurgle of satisfaction now, and she gave it a gentle
pat. The dumpster at the edge of the alley should shield her from
view of the main street as she heard the sirens heading for the bank.
The police would be too busy dealing with the cha

Katie rushed out of class as soon as
the professor dismissed them. She didn't even bother looking for
friends; she just called a taxi to take her off campus. It didn't
take long for the taxi to get her to Tess's apartment. Katie took the
elevator up to the right floor, but as she got to the door, she began
to get nervous. "They didn't invite me back, what am I doing
here?" "We had fun last night; maybe they'll like to see
me." The thoughts were racing through her head. Finall

ToS
Vore: Hungry Professor VS Starving Summoner
Raine
Sage never, in all of her years of study and work as a scholar, felt
so satisfied. Last night was perhaps one of the greatest and most
astonishing experiences that she ever had and for good reason. The
large and round stomach that she now sported on her waist was the
proof of her experiment's success.
The
first reason was that she got to modify and test out a diet capsule
that Sheena has sent to her as a means of experimentation as well as
f

Responsibility


Lara Croft floats on the surface of the thick, murky water as juices and acids are secreted into the stomach, pouring down the dark glistening walls and into the dull water, forming sludge. Her naked wet, coated body is sticky under the stomach juices and makes her hair stick to her skin, her ponytail slick down her back, stopping at her gorged booty, the inner struggles continuous over her entire body, her stomach rumbles and her breasts jiggle with excitement as they bob up

The Cheerleader's Pride

By Simrobert2001


The fall breeze parted through the crowd through the few stragglers still remaining in the stadium. The stadium was situated at a state university, which one is not clear because it is not important. Three women still sat in the top row of the stadium seating, where they watched the cheerleading squad practice after the game, finishing their after-game practice. The three women ate the food bought during the game, several hot dogs, pretzels, a

THE CHAIN
"YES!" cried Isolda, writhing in her lover's arms.
Both women were drenched in sweat, sliding their slick wet bodies
over one another in the darkness of the room, the bed creaking with
each pump and thrust of their hips and arms. Her pale skin pushed
against the soft tanned skin of her partner. Their figures compared
nicely, both slender but shapely with wide hips and nice plump
breasts, squeezed together as they ground into each other. Isolda
cried out at last, arching back