For those non-Irishmen reading: ‘Colleen’ is a word for young lady.



    
For those of you residing on the Emerald Isle: ‘Water’ is a thing you drink that does not contain alcohol.





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“Hey!&

(WARNING: No actual vore depicted in this story.)





“Happy?” Eli stretched out his torso to better adjust to the stiff doll clothes.



    
When Asa finally turned to face him, her face was still one of disappointment and second-hand embarrassment.



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A Best Friend But a Better Meal

(Alternate ending starts at the #)




    


    
Despite the rest of him trembling, Aldo’s hands were still; surgical in their precision. A bead of sweat tickled his nose as it ran a crooked trail down the center of his face. Before it reached his whiskers, a

Office Vore: Redux



    




Original story by krishna3ca (link in description).


Reimagining and localization by Chatter Estop.



    




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A Best Friend But a Better Meal




    


    
Despite the rest of him trembling, Aldo’s hands were still; surgical in their precision. A bead of sweat tickled his nose as it ran a trail down the center of his face. Before it reached his whiskers, a slow and gentle hand pressed a tissue to his face and dabbed away t

James Howward




    




    
“We do actually quite enjoy your artwork,” The suited man mused, as he thumbed through the portfolio in front of him



    
“So,
provocative

Full of Herself



    




    
Faye nibbled gently on her finger as she waited for ‘Word’ to start. It wasn’t a strong enough bite to break the skin, but it was enough to mark her; et her feel what life might be like behind her lips. Focusing on the vibrations flowing from her nethers, she prete

Tribute to the Titty Dragon




Perched atop his rooftop, the ranger groomed his 3-day scruff in a small handheld mirror, letting his ears do the spying for him. Crouched there, cloaked in the darkness of the night, his senses drank in the city. As his fingers felt along the sharp edges of his bristles, he heard the clattering of rapid footsteps approaching him. The sound was distorted by the echoes of the stone alleyways, yet he co