"What the hell do you think you're doing?" the overseer snapped. Leo had just spilled a tray of iced teas trying to walk through a countertop."This is why I hate you overgrown roombas. The moment you things go out of vogue it'll be the scrap heap for the lot of you."Nyans and Zeros had been doing disgustingly good business, quickly becoming one of the most popular theme cafes in the entire city. "Cyber cafes" have been raking in money since that supreme court case let Mechanomics start selling t

The guard heard only the slightest whisper of metal against leather before he felt the edge of the blade pressed gently against his throat."Call out and I slit your throat" the Assassin whispered in his ear. "How many guards?"The guard was clearly struggling to stay so still."Speak up or bleed out.""None." It was half a whisper, half a wheeze. The air burned the small cut the knife made as speaking moved his neck."Not one guard for the Royal heir?" The Assassin whispered on disbelief.The guard g

You’ve been suckered in to helping a friend move with the promise of “free” booze and pizza. It wouldn’t be the first time this particular friend of yours had taken advantage of your better nature, but unfortunately you’re a terrible judge of character and by the time you arrive, your friend hasn’t even started to pack, let alone actually be there themself to greet you. You’d let yourself in, thinking your freeloader friend would be back any time now, and try to find somewhere to s

Online meetups were more than a little dangerous for someone of Sarah’s frame of mind and body. A few companies had tried to make ‘safe’ meetup apps and sites, but as most news stations were reporting weekly, their success rate was far from perfect. So, she turned to Margarita’s. It was very well known in the surrounding area, having beat out it’s competition by doing what it did the best. The owner made sure that Margarita’s stayed the most popular bar of it’s type by making sure

“Hey guys, whats? Up? I’m Blake and welcome back to the channel. I know I’m not usually the one in front of the camera, but there’s only two of us available right now, what with one thing and another, and talons are better than hooves for working a tripod. Plus, Kaylee wants to keep her wings.”A voice from behind the camera, less easily picked up by the directional microphone chimed in: “Damn straight!” A sound like a dozen feather dusters being ruffled followed the interjection.Th

[You’ve spent a lazy afternoon mindlessly browsing videos, and The Algorithm is starting to fail you. You’ve caught up with that ant farm guy and his worsening god complex, watched some faceless person masterfully restore some old farm equipment, a couple of classic cartoons re-compiled into some kind of experimental music, and now all the website is throwing up is lore explanations for a movie series you hate and a couple of “unboxings” of random garbage some trendy startup cobbled toge

[Quick word of warning, you might want to read the tags/description if you haven't already- There's a MAJOR tonal shift from part one]
 
It was early in the morning when James opened his eyes. He stretched, and felt something move strangely in his stomach. Who did he eat last ni-
 
 
“Nat?” he squeaked.
 
 
“So, you’re finally awake big guy.” Her voice was weak. “I’m sorry to say this, but I don’t feel so good.”
 
 
James was to his fee

Natalie and James had been together for some months now. They’d been through all the awkward footing around euphemisms about animal food chain relationships and culinary delicacies that couples like them inevitably started on, only keeping “My Sweet” as the designated cutesy nickname. James lied backfirst on the couch, sleepily tuning out whatever movie Natalie had been watching half an hour ago before she flopped down front first on his belly, and started squeezing at hairs in his chin

Setting a pair of frappuccinos down on the counter, there were no customers left in line. By this point in the afternoon Jessica was feeling her body’s age. Unfortunate considering it only started moving under its own power at 9 am. Since there were no customers around, she might as well get out to stretch and see if she couldn’t ‘advertise their wares’ a bit. It would be more than her wages were worth to have to drag this meat suit around until closing. She grabbed the food-safe pen

It was now three in the morning, and Lea's prospects were looking bad. She'd spent all night lurking in the shadows around the bars, waiting for some drunk to stumble out alone, just sloshed enough not to defend themselves. Lea wasn't a very good predator. Her metabolism was unsustainably high, and she didn't have the skills necessary to back it up. If anyone had seen her they might have guessed she was an animatronic skeleton. Living in a college town where there were more preds moving in than

It was unfortunately early in the morning when Taylor first met the cruel mistress of daylight. It wasn’t most people’s definition of early, but it was certainly unfortunate. He only got to bed around 3 this morning and had had one hell of a night, but his rumbling stomach kept him from staying asleep. His head was pounding like crazy and his mouth was doing a passable impression of the Sahara. There was a pit in his stomach that made him feel like he could implode at any second and

It is often considered that the main thing about being eaten whole is dying in horrible acid. This is of course an entirely subjective matter, and quite possibly objectively incorrect. But It’s certainly one that people seem to fixate on for some reason. Some people who are, for whatever reason especially afraid of being eaten (due to previous encounters, a hostile environment, or just plain paranoia) took steps to attempt to mitigate this particular outcome, often using some cosmetic prod

Alex was not feeling well. They had always had trouble with digesting clothes, and it seemed that a few months of careless snacking on passersby has left them with a wad of polyester and belt buckles too large and awkward to throw up. Alex had been feeling a little bloated for a few days but didn’t think much of it. Too many big meals must be adding up. But yesterday really set it off. They’d been walking to the bus on their way home from work and felt peckish, it had been oddly cold

Melissa

sipped her drink as she surreptitiously sized up her date. She had been introduced to

Taylor

through a mutual friend, which was rather confusing for her. He had quite a few of the telltale signs of being a certain kind of date, making her wonder if she hadn't done something to annoy

Steph

, or if she hadn't inadvertently

Macy was a rather remarkable young lady. She’d made it to age 21 without managing to be eaten alive despite a number of natural disadvantages in the field. She had a petite stature that made her all too easy to just snatch her up, made all the worse by the fact that she happened to be quite enticing to the type of person who was accustomed to do the snatching. She wasn’t traditionally pretty, but certainly not unattractive. However, her prominent front teeth and the slope of her face

The Enchantress had a long history of odd jobs that seemed to vex even the greatest mages and warriors. She’s neutralized dark wizards, sealed away monsters, and stopped mysterious plagues in their tracks. What was excluded from tellings of this history, however, is the fact it was all done without a drop of innate magical ability or ever picking up a sword. This tended to surprise those who would seek her aid, expecting some all-powerful mage in opulent robes crackling with magical energy