Sometimes I feelI got to run away I got to get away The rock music thumped throughout the club while a scantily clad rabbit and fox danced on stage. The rabbit teasingly leads the fox along on a merry chase, with the fox attempting to catch and devour their partner. Every so often, a staged near miss would lead to a piece of clothing being removed from one or the either of them to the lewd cheers of the patrons watching the show. The music played at a level just loud enough to be clearly

Chelsie screamed in frustration, her cries swallowed by the fleshy walls that pressed in around her. The nearly nude woman thrashed and kicked, a slight itching igniting a spike of fear that competed with her indignation but inflamed her sense of outrage. The indifferent walls only replied with a guuurrrrrrrgle and a mild vibration running through them. The vibrations that were caused by the satisfied moans of the slightly less indifferent bitch boy who owned the stomach that imprisoned her

Sam sat grunting and groaning as she strained on the toilet. The trouble almost made her regret the new diet her doctor had put her on, but then her stomach growled, which made her mouth water at the thought of the massive bacon cheeseburger she'd have for lunch. Sure being on the “pred diet” was a literal pain in the ass, but the extra plush slowly developing on her behind did make the porcelain throne a bit more comfortable and it did take the edge off her cravings. Of course she couldn't

The rays of the morning sun warmed my back as I stride away from my village. I was on a personal mission, partially to find something large enough to make a substantial contribution to the communal larder, yet small enough that I could actually take it down myself. However I was mostly looking for materials to make a proposal wreathe.


    
I froze as a spicy, sweet scent tickled my nostrils, driven by the gentle breeze

Laine
smacked as she came down from her snack. A slightly salty, slightly
bitter aftertaste. Oh!
Old habits die hard.
The thought made her smirk. Laine
felt the writhing mass that had fallen to her stomach as in continued
its futile wiggles. It was a familiar sensation that, unfortunately
didn't come about nearly as often as she'd like. Most of the edible
sized people she came came across were either clients or potential
clients. It would be bad for business to devour them wantonly. But,
of cour

Darien
Rivers sighed as he pulled his boat up to the dock. He had just put
in a hard day of work and had hardly anything to show for it. Of
course he couldn't really blame himself. Today happened to be a tour
day. He
shook his head, mentally cursing the very concept of a day when rich
land-folk could traipse about the river, doing as they pleased
enjoying all the scenic views as well to do, not rich of course, but
well off, river-folk showed them the sites. Darien
grimaced and hefted the crate o