“WHAT’S LOVE?”Three pairs of eyes looked down at the small fish with a disproportionately loud voice. Two of them were friendlier, belonging to a duo: Destiny, a whale shark, and Bailey, a beluga whale. However, the last pair were not as friendly. They belonged to Hank, a very tired-seeming red octopus. He answered simply, if tersely: “Love is what happens when your heart or brains blow a gasket.”“WHAT’S A GASKET?”Before he could offer another, likely ruder remark, Destiny steppe

“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

It was supposed to be easy. Guard the shipment. It’s happened so many times before. Each time, Adrian and his guys were bored as fuck just waiting all night while nothing happened. The only sound was the waves lapping against the dock, maybe the creaking of the old buildings. Or just the three of them screwing around. But for some reason, tonight was different. Ed wasn’t answering his damn radio.“Ed, report.” Static. Adrian groaned. This wasn’t completely unusual, if he was being hones

Author’s note: This has seven stories, each one with their own header describing the type, pred/prey relation, genders, and some other tags. Skip around if you’d like!22. LOVE - Oral vore, unwilling prey, M/M, toxicroak pred, scraggy prey, same-size, digestion, belly humping, masturbation, betrayal, fatal“I’m glad to hear you two have been doing okay,” said Rags. He was visiting his old friend Quark, and Quark’s boyfriend Old Lace, who he didn’t know quite as well. The couple was a

Author’s note: This has seven stories, each one with their own header describing the type, pred/prey relation, genders, and some other tags. Skip around if you’d like!15. ADVENTURE - Teleport vore, unwilling pred, unwilling prey, M/M, M/F, human pred, human or anthro prey, digestion, accidental, multiple preyPhil found it in the back of an antique store, in a box that looked like it hadn’t seen light in years. It was a full setup for a tabletop RPG of some kind. The rulebook with it lacked

Author’s note: This has seven stories, each one with their own header describing the type, pred/prey relation, genders, and some other tags. Skip around if you’d like!8. KARMA - Oral vore, unwilling prey, F/F, sheep pred, wolf prey, same-size, digestion, role reversal, small predIt was seeming like a pizza kind of night. Violet had been laying across her couch, watching random videos on the TV for hours. The only thing that got the purple fox to stop was feeling her stomach grumble at her. S

Author’s note: This has seven stories, each one with their own header describing the type, pred/prey relation, genders, and some other tags. Skip around if you’d like!1. VILLAIN - Oral vore, object vore, N/?, robot pred, vacuumThe automatron first appeared, loudly, through the ceiling of the bank’s main lobby. It had boomed with a commanding, robotic voice, “ATTENTION CITIZENS. YOU ARE NOT THE TARGET OF THIS ASSET REALLOCATION. DO NOT INTERVENE AND NO HARM WILL COME TO YOU.” Of course,

Josh woke up normally like it was any other day. Well, a day in which he had nothing to do. Today was August 8th, a monday, but fortunately classes hadn’t quite started yet. He hopped out of bed and grabbed his phone, noting his bunkmate was already up. He walked to the kitchen, still just wearing a t-shirt and boxers. As he did, he noticed his roommates already up, all playing some game on the TV. He glanced their way, but kept on the way he was going. He pulled a bowl from the cabinet, got c

“Heyyy, you look like a-- hic-- predator. Wanna eat me?”The one asking was a little rodent guy. Rat or mouse, Lucille wasn’t really sure. It was hard enough to tell them apart when she wasn’t full of alcohol. That said, she didn’t think she was that obvious of a predator. Sure, she was a big, thick hippo, but it’s not like she ate anyone at this party! Well, until now. “Shore, I’ve been dyiiiiing for a snack! You look like a tasty li’l thing.”She lifted him right off the grou

They were going to have a very fun anniversary, Leaf decided. They were a green tanooki, just now coming around to their first anniversary with a lovely fox named Isaac. He was a smaller, red guy, sweet and shy. But he held one particularly kinky secret within himself, that one being a certain fantasy. One which Leaf intended to make a reality for the first time. It wasn’t exactly his, but he figured he’d have fun. As he heard the front door unlock, he knew it was time to get ready.“I’m

A long day at work. And now, a long walk home. The long walk home was expected, the long day wasn’t. So now it was dark out and Calum was walking home alone. Calum was a big bird with a well-developed paunch, a puffin in particular. Between his beanie, hoodie, and jeans he might’ve blended in well with the dark city, but his colorful beak and a bright flannel over his hoodie made him stand out. Which was all well and fine during the day, but at night there would surely be unsavory types. He

Kalyani looked at the banner hanging outside the relatively empty convention room: “Accidental Preds Anonymous meeting today”. One of her friends had texted her the suggestion after she had accidentally swallowed said friend during a party. Unfortunately, she didn’t know how to let her out, but Kalyani figured she had to do this. “For you, Jasmine,” she said to her belly as she squeezed it with both hands.She walked through the open doors, heading to a circle of chairs in the middle of

“Ohhh, Mike, look at this!”He stepped over to his girlfriend, being very careful not to bump into any of the dozens of antiquities precariously shelved throughout the shop. She had discovered what appeared to be... some sort of patched-up plushie? It was seemingly a man, dressed up like a magician, as indicated by its suit, top hat, and black-and-white wand. “A... magician?”Hanna lifted it up, revealing it to be much flatter than it looked, besides the head and arms. Then she put it on h

"Are you sure you'll be fine on this date? He's pretty big...""C'mon René, it'll be fine. Just because I'm a little bunny and he's a big bad wolf doesn't mean he'll eat me."René frowned at his friend, an indeed small bunny named Goldie. She had a thing for bigger people, although this was probably the biggest date yet. She arranged a date with a tall red wolf this time, over dinner. René himself was a green frog with blue spots, only a little taller than the bunny. He was just concerned becau

This was strange. Lex had just walked into his apartment and was immediately greeted by the presence of a very large and tall box. Heavy, too, as he determined by immediately poking his snout into what was undoubtedly his roommate’s business. “Wei? What’s this thing in the kitchen?” There was no response. He walked over to his roommate’s bedroom, but the dragon was nowhere to be seen. “Huh. Well, I’m sure he won’t mind if I check out what he got.”The wolf popped out a claw, tea

The terror that flaps in the night. The last bite that evil cannot finish! Its name is... Darkwing Duck! And accompanying him on this fateful day is three other fine citizens: Launchpad McQuack, his #1 fan. Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera, the ingenious inventor for the violet vigilante. And Dr. Gyro Gear-- “No. I don’t want any part of this.” The scientist was wearing more casual clothes than usual, dragging a rolling suitcase, and heading for the elevator. “I’m taking a

Author’s note: This has five stories, each one with their own header describing the type, pred/prey relation, and genders. Skip around if you’d like!
‘Slow Reaction’ - Type: Oral, willing/willing-to-unwilling, M/F, pkmn/pkmn
Cinccinos are a species renowned for their cleanliness. They produce a unique oil which gives them an eternally clean sheen and it can be a great boon for others as well. Their fur is regarded as one of the softest things in the world one can touch. T

CONTENT WARNING: This is a little rougher than most of my stories. The digestion is a bit crunchy, though it's only ever portrayed from an external view (so no like, visual gore or anything) (also there's masturbation) if you're fine with that though, enjoy!Eman took a big bite of xir sandwich. As the fox began to chew, xe realized something was off. There was something… firm in the middle of xir bite. Xe prodded it with xir tongue and xe felt it squirm. Xe froze and xir fur stood up as xe wai

The Wild Springs nightclub. Late at night, after so many other establishments close, it becomes a hub of social activity in the city. It attracts all sorts of people all night long, for better or worse. With that sort of activity, a certain security is required. And while a few held that position, the one you’d be most likely to remember was Prynce. Not just because he was a handsome and muscular eagle with a distinct gut that you had to talk to on your way in, but because of his rather… uni

 Falcon Graves had a meeting. Which wasn't unusual for such an in-demand professional as himself, but today's meeting was with a... repeat client. One Mark Beaks, a grey parrot that was also the billionaire founder/CEO of a tech company named Waddle. A text had inexplicably arrived at his private number at 3 in the morning saying, "Hey Gravesy, up for another job? Bodyguarding this guy (me), deets at brunch!" Then, "You owe me for bailing you out." And then, "But you'll still get paid too s

 "Go, Ann, go!" Ann was a small and stocky woman who, lately, was something of an eating contest champion. She was stuffing hot dog after hot dog down her gullet at an unmatchable pace. Some of the crowd cheered her on as she did, particularly her boyfriend. She was a more recent champion, but very successful since her first win two weeks ago. She was approaching 50 with no sign of slowing down, let alone a sign that she had even eaten that many. Time was nearly up and she was eating e

 Grizz was popular. His polar bear brother didn't approve of it very much, but he was getting plenty of fame and fortune through the desires of random people on the internet. And... he was getting plenty of fat too. His lower body was a sizable, rotund dome that made his size nearly double what it was before all this started. Over the course of some months, Grizz had probably eaten a dozen or so people, not all of them aware he had actually digested his other brother that one time. Fortunat

 They'd made it. And they were gonna become the next legends. Something of a tag team, Drake and Mirco were a mercenary unit. They did odd jobs and ends, often requiring some level of violence. Yet it didn't pay quite as well as they liked, or in the way they wanted. Fortunately for them, they found something that did: The Apex Games. A bloodsport that could get them all the fame they desired. "We're here. Almost surreal ain't it?" Drake extended his arms out at the rest of the dropshi

 It was a hot and clear summer night. Certainly nice enough to go for a swim, despite it being dark out. The moon reflected nicely on the surface of a local pool, a pool that was fenced off and locked. Such a waste for it to be closed at night, one might think! Particularly on a nice night like this. Fortunately, fences and locks can be easily avoided. Especially when the lock is a very old one that can be opened by simply reaching your paw through the gate and fiddling a little. No securit

 Crunch. "Apple L3-09 tastes... normal, so far. Possibly drier than normal?" Dr. Occi rotated the apple, studying other characteristics of it. "The growth formula seems to have strained the apple skin a bit, but otherwise it shows no major signs of trouble." He looked at his bite and decided to take another. "Hmm... I wonder if the formula dilutes the juice of it. Perhaps it displaces it." Putting down that apple, he turned towards the next one: A virtually identical apple with a label

 You are now the WAYWARD VAGABOND. It has been a long and difficult journey to where you are. Which is on a long and difficult journey somewhere else. You are in some kind of meteor lab from a different Veil, flying into the deep unknowns of a clusterfuck void. Fortunately, you've been preoccupying yourself with the MAYORAL DUTIES of CAN TOWN. Dave Human has been keeping you company too, as well as Karkat Vantas and your old friend, Serenity the firefly. Serenity can't lift cans, but t

 Hope and fear. Blue and yellow. Complementary colors and aspects of emotion that rarely interact. But, well, strange situations call for strange partnerships. With the unexpected disappearance of the entire Green Lantern Corps, Sinestro rushed to fill the void. Fear proved a powerful defensive force against a number of threats in the absence of willpower. Some spectrums of light would even learn to work alongside them one way or another. Hope and fear, blue and yellow. The first Blue Lante

Author’s note: The following story has both a digestion and non-digestion ending. There should be links that operate sufficiently, but if not: the first section after the gap is digestion, and the second section after that is non-digestion.





Visiting a friend is always nice. That's just what you were doing on this fine Thursday! Her island isn't necessarily the most well-decorated or painstakingly t

Arc
sighed as he approached the building. He wasn't quite sure what he
was getting himself into, but, well… He did
want it. He was the one that organized this meeting, after all. It
was just that approaching this obviously haunted house on the edge of
town unnerved him. The buizel's thoughts turned to earlier, by which
he means pretty much 8 hours ago. He'd been chatting with a workmate
when their conversation hit a certain topic.
"...So
the other day that asshole just fell asleep for no

[Excerpt
from a book on the celebrations and holidays]
At
the end of every year, after the last day of the Month of Songs, we
begin the Fugue Feast.
The
new year has not started and thus the time that follows is ‘outside’
the calendar. A period of celebration and feasting begins, during
which the people abandon the very practices that keep them whole and
healthy over the year.
Many
leave their homes, euphoric with spirits or potent herbs. Some paint
their faces or wear masks to conceal thems

It
had been a long, grueling day, even at nearly 2PM. Hell, it's been a
long and grueling semester. Fortunately, Liyana just had one more
final exam to go. Unfortunately, it was her third today. Even more
unfortunate, they had been back-to-back through lunch time, leaving
her with nothing but energy bars to survive off of. Even as she ate
her last bar before the upcoming biology exam, her stomach grumbled
unsatisfactorily, and her bright yellow tail swished anxiously back
and forth. Tossing away

Author’s
note: This has five stories, each one with their own header
describing the type, pred/prey relation, and genders. Skip around if
you’d like!
'Too
Cocky' - Type: Cock, willing/willing, M/F
"You're
doing great! Only a little bit more to go." Jane spurred on
Louis, even as his cock crept up her body. After all, it was his
first time trying this! Their group of friends inspired him to try
it, and Jane was something of an expert in the process. She'd been in
and out of many guy

Day
7. The last day of the fishing tourney. You've had quite the run,
catching just over 9000 centimeters of fish. You even managed to
avoid buying Chip's damned golden rod, despite his advertising. That
beaver just wanted more fish to stuff his gut with. Though this
tourney's fish seemed suspiciously… more than usual. It wasn't
really your place to be concerned over, but each time you caught
those brightly colored squids and octopuses you could swear they made
noises a bit too Animalese for y

Epsilon
Alpha Tau isn't the brightest collection of young men. There weren't
many other options for the small rural community college, except
maybe not joining a fraternity at all. Regardless, that's not what
Howard chose to do. Seeking the benefits of community, he joined the
fraternity as he was fresh in college. He expected some sort of
initiation and wasn't caught too off guard by the one given to him:
"Steal a goat and sneak it into your dorm."
Fortunately,
it wasn't difficult at

The
post alone wasn't
enough
of that. Panda had never seen so many notes on his posts before
posting what he could salvage from his… journey
inside Grizz. He'd been mulling this over for about a few weeks. The
one-month anniversary of his social media renaissance was almost here
and he wanted more. Before the notes would fizzle out, he needed to
get more content. More to post! Fortunately, he had a big brother
that could help him out. Also, he was prepared this time! Even though
his phone mana

“The
heads on their arms do not have brains. They use all three heads to
consume and destroy everything. [...] It responds to movement by
attacking. This scary, three-headed pokémon devours everything in
its path!”
The
bright blue sky, free of even clouds, was only marred by a single
black dot. A dragon, flying far above the ground, far away from its
proper environment in the mountains. It was restless. It was
searching for something to solve its boredom and hunger, ideally
together. It was

Finding
new connections in a new town is one of life’s many challenges.
Fortunately, many modern conventions exist to relieve the stress of
finding people. Applications, websites, or even just meeting up in a
club. Unfortunately, even those don’t guarantee success. And so, a
vaporeon was sitting in a club, drinking some drinking, surrounded by
others, yet he felt alone as ever.
Ampère
was definitely hurting. It was a mistake to come to just a standard
club. He couldn’t do anything but sta

    
Alphys is the Royal Scientist for a reason. Well technically, that reason is partially falsified, but there are
other
reasons too. While not quite an artificial SOUL, creating an artificial body for a ghost is a pretty impressive feat. Not to mention any one of random inventions coming out of her lab. Plenty of hidden reasons, too. Hopefully ASGORE doesn’t know about those!! They’re hidden for a reason. It mak

Sleeping
around 18 hours a day, while nice for recharging, was terrible for
seeing certain times of day. Fortunately, every so often, Quark’s
schedule would line up with sunrise or sunset. Today was sunrise!
Despite the rather desolate state of the building he and Old Lace
inhabited, the morning sun shined through the windows at a very nice
angle. It cast long shadows across the few pieces of furniture they
‘owned’.
They
both sat across from each other at a very basic wooden table, in what

She could hear her roommate coming down the hallway to their apartment easily. Not only was her roommate hooved, but quite heavyset. She walked over to the door with glee, ready to welcome her back from her shopping trip. As the hooves stopped in front of the door, she swung it open to reveal a heavy-set cow with bags of groceries on her arms. They squealed at each other a little bit before she stepped aside to allow her friend to squeeze through the door frame.

The othe

Rainbow Dash was
never
one to turn down a bet. Even if it was an absolutely ridiculous Pinkie Pie bet. Rainbow Dash was simply hanging out with her friends one fine Ponyville afternoon, when a sudden thought raced into Pinkie’s mind. It immediately visible to everyone else as she got super excited, unable to contain herself or the idea. “Ooh! Ooh! Girls! I just had the best idea for an eating contest,” she said.

Already

After being revived, Alexis found that her boss became rather obsessed with what he called “endosomatic” experiments. Though most of them ended with her digestion and then reformation. She didn't mind too much and Dr. Occi had bumped up her pay accordingly. The discontinuities in time were unnoticeable while “dead” and obviously there was no way to ensure her return. But she trusted him deeply. He even started plucking fur from her prior to ingestion, rather than relying

An otherwise empty room in a vacant building was filled with the gentle sounds of digestion. On a ruined couch sat a toxicroak, delightfully rubbing a belly that sagged over the couch. As it squirmed, he croaked out, “Mmm… Who knew psychic types would be so delicious?”

Internally, another male pokémon responded, “L-Let me out, you vicious predator!”

The toxicroak laughed, massaging his fingers around the pre

Having a superpower can be a powerful
asset. Many use their own powers to help the world in ways only they
can, by dealing out vigilante justice. Others use them to take over
the world in ways only they can, by imposing their power upon those
without superhuman abilities. Some do nothing with their powers,
using them only to help their day-to-day living and perhaps the
occasional act of assistance. Then, there are those that abuse their
powers for their own amusement.
Enter Aaron Anderson, a won

Migrating across the American West used
to be a very popular prospect in the 19th century. Despite the great
difficulty that came with moving across vast deserts and foreign
landscapes. Downright impossible for some, yet just about everyone
was motivated anyway. It was almost a spiritual imperative to head
west in hopes of finding new lands, new chances. Of course, those
days are long gone. Now both coasts (and the world) are
connected instantly by Internet. Slightly slower by air. Land these
da

There’s something about the end of
the world that’s a lot less final than it ought to be. In fact,
there’s been a few ends now, and none of them have been the end.
First, there were the portal storms. Brief moments of weightlessness
followed by the intrusion of creatures from beyond. Not the end, but
lead to another end: the Seven Hour War. A particularly sentient and
dominant series of aliens come spilling through, reshaping the world
in hours. Their reign has lasted for years, leading to

Panda sat on the couch, propping his
head with his paw, halfheartedly browsing through his notifications.
Not that there were new ones. Most of the likes on his posts were a
week or two old at this point. He needed something to reinvigorate
his profile. But he couldn’t think of anything, so he switched to
browsing his feed. That was mostly normal too; full of anime,
pictures, and selfies. But as he scrolled further one thing popped
out at him. He sat up to focus on it better, curving over into

Missing persons aren’t terribly
uncommon, no, but this case was special. Well, not especially
special. Just his first case! Detective Biskit, as he went by around
the academy. Now ready to crack some cases. He finished staring at
his badge and clipped it onto his belt. Then he put on a rather
large, dark overcoat. He looked into a mirror now, smiling at
himself. Not very traditional of a detective to have shaggy hair,
floppy ears, or spots, but here he was. And a spot on on eye, which
he thoug