Harry Potter: Luna's Loony Lunch
By Trinity/UltimaSlash
(Note: This story takes place several years after Deathly Hallows. Some big spoilers to occur... and vore. You have been warned)
A few years after Voldemort fell to Harry Potter, Hogwarts held a reunion for its previous students. Hermione began organizing to get previous students to the wizarding school. Standing in the big dining hall, Hermione proudly stood as her past classmates filled the giant area.
Harry found her, making her smil

It was
about five months since Zoey’s birthday party. About five months,
therefore, since Zoey had tried to eat me.
I
mean, really
tried to eat me. Not just play-acting.
A
sensible, rational man after that would have stayed the hell away
from her. Which I didn’t, of course. I guess that says something
rather basic about me. I was obsessed. I was head-over-heels. Zoey
might not be the easiest person in the world to like, but she’s
easy enough to adore.
And
that evening, that party, the nigh

While I put away the
pieces, she flopped onto her back on the sofa, her head on the soft
pillows, stretching out her legs again. The toes of her bare feet
curling in lazy comfort. She yawned, stretching her arm and arcing
her back a little, before settling down amidst the cushions. Her bare
tummy bulging over her midriff, still very full.
“Let me know when
you want me to drive you home,” I said.
“Mm, later…”
She wriggled a little to make herself more comfy, and arced again
slightly, ca

Her Royal Highness Princess Talyann, heiress to the throne of the Kingdom of Rurniar, yawned daintily as she slid her delicate feet out of her light sandals. She was feeling a little tired, but relieved to have the rest of the evening to herself, at the end of a long day. She had recently turned twenty, and she had been taking on some of the social and ceremonial tasks that were incumbent upon her position.




Today she had inaugur

When I woke up it was still early and
fortunately as usual, my fiancé was still asleep. It was his
birthday but I had quite the surprise for him, assuming she’d show
up. While waiting for her, I downed some breakfast and wheeled out
the pop-out cake. It was going to be my surprise for his birthday,
but it was still missing a crucial piece. However, the message from
my phone says that the last piece had just arrived.
I opened the door to one of his work
associates, a young woman named Susan. S

It was

another boring day in chemistry, as John found himself in another daydream. The source of that dream was the same as always: the girl sitting in front of him.



Her name was Michaela, and John had had a crush on her for as long as he could remember. She was fairly popular at his school, but not for the best reasons. She wasn't known to be in many relationships, and one of those had ende

I eat them
all. It doesn't matter so much to me so long as I get a full belly.
Men, women, children, they're all just food to me. I walk down the
street, it's like looking at a menu. Some would say this makes me a
monster, but I'd just eat them too, so no big deal.
The name's Courtney. As you may have
guessed, I like to eat people. Swallowed whole mind you, I won't make
that mistake again. Once found a girl who claimed to be into the same
thing, when I came around she had made PIE. Not that it w

“And so then Soos ate the
Trickster alive while it cried out in joy. But obviously we realized
people would keep throwing out Loser Candy and it’d started all
over again, so before Soos finished him off we made an agreement for
him to take care of this each year. But of course Stan’s got him
handing out fliers all night, so he’s not going to be able to make
it. That’s why we need your help to quell the Trickster for another
year!” Dipper paused as he finished explaining the true even

At
the airportBy Strega
The
most nervous part of it was always passing through the airport. The
long drives into the boonies to pick up goods to be smuggled were a
mixture of boredom and the occasional spike of fear as you worried it
might be a trap set by the law or that your contact was crazed on the
very drugs they were supposed to give you. The airport, on the other
hand, was scary from start to finish.
There
were the scanning machines, always improving, the TSA agents, some
more alert tha

STORY 51



It was not snowing. Which was hardly surprising, really, but was a little disappointing. Having experienced a white Christmas once in England, Cherry had harboured the secret hope that the same might happen where she lived, here in south-western France. The air was cold, but remained stubbornly above freezing.


Still, given the circumstances, that was probably a good thing. The young woman adjusted her scarf to keep herself warm as she stopped out of the heated restaurant int

Candy, Mike and I were friends since highschool.
We had known each other for a long time, but only got to be close friends when Mike and I ended up in the same class - we found we both were interested in baseball cards, so our friendship began.

Two years later Mike met Candy. They fell in love quickly, and from this time on they were inseparable. At first, I had feared Mike wouldn't have much time for me left, but it turned out entirely different &hellip

~~Warning,
this story contains post-vore scat!~~
It
was an early, rainy morning as two people rushed to unlock the door
to their local gym. It was still dark outside, and the downpour had
them completely soaked as one of them fiddled with the keys and once
the door had been opened, gym’s lights flicked on for the first
time of the day.
The
duo that had entered were Mark and Karen Carmine, siblings that were
both into mixed martial arts at the professional level. Well, sort
of. They had made a

Not
An Honest Mistake
"Ah.
You're late once again."
Her
feet paused just past the threshold to the dimly-lit room, one foot
balancing in a hover above the floor before she finally set it down.
Sitting
in---or more accurately, leaning casually back against---the chair
just beyond the doorway was a tall figure dressed in long, tailored
white pants, a jade green button-up vest over a crisp cream striped
shirt, and a long, dusty-red tailcoat. A top hat was perched over his
dark, messy hai

STORY 36



Raindrops pattered lightly against the thin pane of glass that shielded Abena from the autumn cold. The sky was grey, heavy with thick clouds, and the wind whistled down the street, stirring fallen leaves, blowing the rainfall in slanted drops against the window. Sitting at her computer, the young woman glanced briefly at the water trickling down in vertical rivulets. Indoors, it was not particularly warm, but the very smallness of her flat gave it a cozy, sheltered feel. Like hom

Goldilocks
and the Three Bears – The Way It Ought to Be
by
the
Wolf
Once
upon a time there lived a beautiful, wealthy girl of eighteen years
with blond hair in long, flowing curls. Her beautiful blond hair had
garnered the name Goldilocks as it had shown its potential even at
her birth, but in most cases, the girl simply preferred to be called
Goldi. She was the envy and desire of many people as she came from a
very wealthy family and had been blessed with naturally attractive
looks that ran f

The Boy
Who Cried Wolf – The Way It Ought to Be (M/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

The
Big Mean Giant and the Tiny Village
by
the Wolf
Once
upon a time, a long time ago, there was a tiny village that lived in
the shadow of a mighty beanstalk over which white clouds always hung
and made a nice shade that dappled sun over all the village. In this
same village, the people had once been content and happy with simple
lives and simple pleasures, and their trade was amongst each other
for the simple goods they needed to live. Then one day above the
villagers, it began to rain down si

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

Don’t Touch the
Actors; They Will Not Touch You
By the Wolf
For
the most part, Gregor loved working for The Castle of Fear every
Halloween. It was a fun haunt gig; the place had its own permanent
site unlike some of the pop-up tents he’d once worked in; and as
one of the few Mythics in the region, the minotaur could demand a
pretty decent wage just to be there as one of the actors. Still,
mostly he did it for the fun of the season, even if the extra cash
was nice.
His
job was simple. In an a

Ask
Belly; February 1, 2016
An advice column
for the hunger inclined. Relationships? Recipes? Eating issues? You
know what they say, go with your gut and Ask Belly.
Dear Belly,
I
have been a long time prey for everyone around me as I am very good
at self-reformation and am particularly tasty. I feel my self-worth
is being completely defined by this. All my friends, my family, even
going to the store results in someone just eating me. My social life
is non-existent, as I am invited to every party

STORY 7



As Xavier stood on the table, he wondered how it was possible to feel simultaneously excited and disappointed. The two feelings seemed to alternate within him with equal intensity, as though vying for supremacy -when they weren't simply combining to increase his confusion. He tried his best to brush the latter aside, and to enjoy the moment. After all, he was excited for a reason, and every moment he enjoyed now would be one of his last.


He was at this year's International Vo