I wasn't sure if I wanted to attend my high school reunion. Unlike a lot of people, I don't look at my high school years through rose-tinted glasses. We were a bunch of unfinished developing minds driven close to madness by the near-toxic levels of hormones in our system. We broke each other up into clicks and tribes and acted like the pettiest things were life or death. But, well, I had nothing else to do that night. It wasn't like I had a date or anything.
To my chagrin, most of the people the

“Cheers!”Five glasses clinked together, then six more as everyone hovering around the countertop echoed the initial cheers. Everyone smiling and then going to chat among themselves... except Rhys. He was at least glad they got the champagne out early, because he was really questioning why he even came. Well, he actually did know... he felt obligated to. His friend, a considerably more social fennec boy, had invited him. And he wasn’t really doing anything on New Year’s Eve (though he wou

A Deerlightful Early Breakfast




Story by FurryTastyTreat/FanOfFurryVore.




Setting by Vulpini18

. Used with kind permission.



Pain disturbed Agnese from her slumber. The agony in the wolf's stomach was nothing new, though experiencing it in the early hours

The final friendly game.


It was a Friday afternoon, the year was Nearing the end, and classes at college were finished for the day. In a dorm room sat two brown squirrel siblings, a boy and girl named Jake and Jade. And their cream furred rabbit friend called Tiara. They were enjoying snacks and chatting, waiting for their friend Josh, a large grey wolf boy. Pred and prey species aren't usually friends, but this friend group was pretty easy going. Josh appr

Every friend group has a dedicated snack. That might often not be something to be openly talked about, and some people may deny it, but every friend group has a person who’s there mostly as an emegency snack. They might be treated like any of the other friends, hanging out, having fun. But everybody knows that sooner or later, they’d end up in someone’s belly.




Most friend groups don’t say who the snack is

Daniel craned his neck, trying to see as far down the street as he could. Cars and trucks trundled by, but his bus was nowhere in sight. The sun had long since set, and the city was lit by streetlights and neon signs.

Daniel had been waiting for this bus for nearly half an hour—it was never this late. He glanced at the time on his phone—9:38. His heart thumped in his chest—22 minutes until curfew. If his bus didn’t show up now, he wasn’t go

Willis surfaced in the stomach acid. Having dropped down into the gushy, mushy liquid mere moments ago. He sputtered, pushing against the walls that were squishing against him, he looked around the inside of the stomach. His helmet lets him see in the dark of the organ.



He sighed. Swallowed by his girlfriend, just his luck. But it was just his plan this time. Now he could get his friends out.

Pozzo stared at the mouse, and then at the snow leopard, and then back to the mouse.“No.”“Why not?” asked Neiva, the feline smiling even with the frustration in her voice. “Come on, it’ll be fun. It’ll be funny.”“Aye, for you. I’ve told you before it’s not my thing.”“Have you even tried?”“You know I’ve talked about that, too. I don’t like it.” The bat practically huffed like a kid as he crossed his arms and looked away. As the two of them bickered, the mouse-

    
“Layla, were you whoring yourself out instead of doing your homework again?”

    
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Grant,” Layla said, flushing underneath her freckles. “But Clement got a huge party together and was willing to pay me triple-“

    
“You know the rules, young lady. If you c

Once upon a midnight dreary, while he slumbered, weak and weary,



Seeking to avoid the full moon and the gusts of wind and rain,



While he growled, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,



As of someone gently scratching, scratching at his window pane,



“

            Nervously, Petey adjusted his tie yet again. He wasn’t exactly used to wearing a suit, but the situation at hand demanded it. He and his date, Mona, were out at the fanciest restaurant in town tonight. Nice suits, posh atmosphere, well-dressed waiters—the works! It was going to be a special night, for sure. So far, they had both placed their orders and were making pleasant small talk. Despite his nervousness (and

In and Out of a Dragon’s Balls
by Scratch T. L.
  It was hot inside his balls. Not as hot as the rest of him, but squeezed between his thighs and his cock, the confinement created a sweltering environment, and as she was nothing but a scattering of sperm trapped within the narrow halls of his massive testicles, there was nothing she could do but ride out the heat, swinging with every step, squeezed and rolled back and forth in a constant, rocking rhythm. Occasionally he would sneak

    

How could someone possibly be this bad at writing directions? Zach only had himself to blame for not looking at them before leaving. His roommate had set him up on a blind date. One that Zach was unsure he would ever find. He actually wrote “The diner with the red chairs and cute waitresses”. He didn’t even include the fucking name. On top of that he wasn’t picking up his phone.

THE
NEXT AFTERNOON
A
lone Earth pony stallion walked into Fort Jethro he trotted down the
street with deliberate purpose towards a smelly and dingy building
labeled 'BANK' his bulging, muscular legs rippled as he pushed the
door open., raised a minigun grafted to his shoulder. "ALRIGHT
EVERYPONY!" He yells, firing a few rounds into the wall as a
warning. "HAND OVER YOUR CAPS OR YOU EAT A MACHINE GUN
SANDWICH!" Several ponies screamed and a lone Pegasus mare
jumped through a

Dusk
walked through the ancient abandoned train yard, looking around at
the empty skeletons that once could house hundreds of ponies at a
time. She giggled a bit as she let out a loud, raucous belch, patting
her belly, which was stuffed with a raider mare who was crying and
begging for help. Her belly was the only part about her that was fat.
Every other part of his screamed muscularity. Her legs were muscular
and strong, her flank was toned yet perfectly curved, and her wing
muscles were bulgin

The
Clinic, Chapter Two.
Despite
his appearance, Isaac was extremely happy. He sat in his slightly too
big swivel-chair, coated in an inch thick layer of thick, slightly
yellow translucent slime….and smiled.
Typing
up his report he didn’t have to bend the truth this time as his
last patient, Amber, the large, elderly Elephant, something of a Gilf
and oddly infatuated with her smaller, human doctor (or perhaps
simply wanting a long-haired toy to play with while her husband
worked?) had actual

Jane's knees squeezed together, then disappeared. Her toes felt along meaty walls while her thighs were slowly being claimed next.
"Last chance if you want out. No shame in calling it quits!"
"And miss out on you failing at my hips again? Not a chance Kimberly!"
They grinned at each other. Jane's confidence was slipping away as she watched her legs slip between Kim's, but she refused to back down. Especially when it felt so good inside.
Jane had started the wager, and Kim had accepted immediatel

7/11/2014
Hi
all! I’m Jessica! And like my Darien wrote last time, I am what you
people call a “Naga.” My momma told us this ‘couple’s diary’
thing was a good way to build intimacy. Which is meaningless to us
because my Darien and I are super close already. I mean come on,
we’ve been bestest buds ever since we were kids. He almost never
complains to me! The guy was even cool with me being a Naga! Even
though I eat humans regularly! He doesn’t seem to mind, Hell, I
think he gets

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
A big bundle of messy sheets rustled and wiggled around as the alarm clock blared, its harsh melody piercing into the ears of the bed’s occupant as it squirmed around, trying to find which way was up. After a moment, a black snout popped out from under the covers near the bedside table, the nose sniffling around for a second before a paw slipped out…a black-tipped paw that eventually became more greyish as it got thicker towards the upper parts of the leg.

Who Can Last?
By the Wolf
Carl swallowed again, leaving only the paws outside his short muzzle while he rubbed his expanding belly. The zebra loved this moment in the meal, and he’d held out from temptation nearly the longest at the party, giving him a good shot. He reached up with a finger and started to push the hyena’s feet in between his lips and teeth, giving them a little tickle so that he could enjoy the convulsions through his gullet. This meal wasn’t as ticklish as som

Harris’
Everyday Life: On the Bus
(By
Grinning Cheshire)
The
bus was ten minutes later than usual...Harris let out a bored
sigh, giving his enlarged nut-sack an experimental squeeze. As he had
suspected, the adorable Lamia girl he had sat down beside on the
bench was nothing but a massive load waiting to shot out now, and
until the bus arrived, he had no one to deposit this fresh batch
into. After all, the boar hated to waste good cum.So the
brown-furred swine kept himself entertained by strok