Edgar wasn't sleeping very well this Christmas Eve night. He'd spent all day doing very little productive, frankly, except helping out some friends with last-minute preparations. He lay in bed in his boring suburban house. Tossing and turning and, worst of all, being pretty horny.
 
'Maybe I shouldn't jerk off,' he thought, 'tonight's technically a sacred night'. The lithe, twinky white tiger tried his best to keep his mind off his stiffening dick, not helped by the smooth and stimulating

"So, um, you eat people?" the guy sitting opposite Titania asked. He wasn't ugly, but neither was he a model. Average height, average build, brown hair and brown eyes. All things considered, he was close to the global human norm.
 
Titania wasn't. At 6'0 she was a little taller than most people, although outside of being an anthro' tigress, she wasn't that unusual either. Radiant, blue-white fur, stripes rolling across her body like lightning, piercing blue eyes. Short, jet-black

Edgar came down on the afterglow, squishing and squelching through utter darkness. The huge alien's bowels clenched tightly around him, gripping his skin through his suit! He hadn't felt very horny at first, but as he slid through the tight intestines his dick slowly hardened up again. At first, he only heard a faint commotion of men ahead, but the noise became louder and louder, and his arousal returned more rapidly than he could have imagined.
 
Years of fantasies, lewd artwork and eroti

Todd shifted unevenly, along with the seventy-three others waiting for their predator. The floor was grey, the walls were grey, the roof was grey, and everyone was buck naked. It spoke to very good location scouting that the film crew had found an actual abandoned prison to shoot in, and even showering on-site was a nice perk -- but of course they'd put a bunch of dividers in and made people take turns.
 
Which seemed distinctly pointless, because just about everyone was seeing each other

Entering the dragon's den was more than a little disorienting. The directions she'd given you were easy to follow, except for the part where you had to walk into a rather ominous-looking cave entrance. You'd gotten a chill, which was replaced with confusion as you saw the doorway lying within it, outside of the sunlight. The huge, 22-foot-tall gold dragoness opened the massive, creaking door once you knocked and you'd stepped forth into this.
 
Everything - the appliances, the furniture, t

"Okay, everyone make final checks and adjustments. We're going to use the pneumatube." Andrew said, looking up from the clipboard. He had triple-checked the headcount. All the exploration mission's men were gathered in this room, awaiting their first steps on a completely unknown alien world.
 
Emphasis on the word *men.* This expedition to Planet Z, the world first discovered by accident a few years ago, was entirely crewed by males. As the first interplanetary journey -- beati

Radigan B. Waters, 18, slid out of his older sister's (formerly his mother's) car with quite some effort. The air was clear and crisp, and although the sky was clear, it was as though there was a weight in his stomach and he were just puppeting himself along. The school's Vore Science people were making an announcement today, and he was almost certain what they'd be saying or showing at the exhibition. He didn't even want to be at that presentation - ever vigilant against being eaten - but they

Radigan B. Waters, 18, slid out of his older sister's (formerly his mother's) car with quite some effort. The air was clear and crisp, and although the sky was clear, it was as though there was a weight in his stomach and he were just puppeting himself along. The school's Vore Science people were making an announcement today, and he was almost certain what they'd be saying or showing at the exhibition. He didn't even want to be at that presentation - ever vigilant against being eaten - but they