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Shard River flowed past as they watched, its serene stream of clear water glistening in the late afternoon sunlight. The three women stood on its bank, on the edge of the forest, gazing quietly at the warm blue colour of the sky and the lush green trees on the opposite side of the water.




It was peaceful here, Milly thought with a soft smile.




“So…&rd

The clouds broke as they were finishing breakfast, unleashing a torrent of rain onto the forest. Thunder boomed, and the rain pelted loudly at the roof of Milly’s hut, lashing sideways also in through the window frame and open doorway. With her mouth full of half-chewed nuts, she got up and hurried to push the door shut. The wind blew it back open, spraying her with a burst of cold rain.




“Wow!” Tinatalan exclai

“You’ll be all right, though? You’re sure?”




Milly beamed at him with a loving, reassuring smile. “I’ll be fine, Yemic!” She reached up and gently touched his cheek. “I won’t be on my own, once the girls arrive, and Ciel knows all about staying safe in the forest. Besides, I
need
this. I need to feel…” She paused, her lovely brown

Ava allowed herself to fall back onto the soft fluffy bed with a sleepily contented sigh. She gazed up idly at the ceiling, and reached vaguely, without looking, towards her half-drunk bottle of beer on the bedstand.




A short slender black girl with short frizzy hair, she was wearing light mauve pyjamas with white stars speckled all over them. Sitting together on the carpet by the side of the bed, her friends Leah and Maddie were

There was a flash of white light in the void. From that flash, which soon faded into the deep cold blackness of empty space, emerged a single, battered-looking starfighter ship. The ship slowed, decelerating to an aimless drift, as the pilot assessed her position.




“Well, here we are,” she said with a grimace. “One of the pleasant tourist spots of the galaxy.” Ale’ann Trexx, a young woman in her earl

These are chess mo
ments from some of the games in the African IVC qualifiers:







1.
Grace (white) v. Nelly (black).
The state of play just before Laura’s capture. Laura is the pawn on square d4.







2.

When she regained the use of
her senses, she found that she was sitting with her panties-clad bottom on the shrink-pad, feeling a little disoriented. The world around her seemed blurred, a flurry of colours. She blinked, and shook her head.




“Are you all right?” Ali’s voice asked from somewhere far above. “You fell over.”




The other tables had now all been cleared away. Erika paced impatiently around the last remaining table, with thirty-two shrunken men and women all standing more or less neatly in position on its che
ssboard. A large screen hanging from the ceiling displayed a stylised representation of that board, so that spectators could more easily follow the final game of the day.




The twenty-nine people inside her were weighi

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Since polls are no longer possible in blog posts, I've made a poll on the forum. If you'd like to let me know what story you'd like to see high on my list, you can go here to say so. :)

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BunnyWrites

Posted by BunnyWrites 1 year ago Report

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Oh lol, I've a tendency to do that too. I saved my first two stories as myStory1.rtf and myStory2.rtf too. I'm trying to be a bit more descriptive with my titles so I can better organise them later, but there's only so many ways you can phrase "girl eats other girl."

BunnyWrites

Posted by BunnyWrites 1 year ago Report

I've been a big fan of your stories for a long time. One thing I've always wondered though if it isn't rude to ask, what's with the naming scheme you use? Is it just easier to use numbers?

Tarip

Posted by Tarip 3 years ago Report

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It seems like the Junaya and Tarip have all their bases covered. It is interesting that the only thing protecting a Tarip from being eaten when they don't want to be is that it would hurt a Junaya's reputation. Then again, i guess they wouldn't be concerned because generally they don't mind being eaten. Also interesting that the Tarip at Junaya feasts are just as much guests as the Junaya are - even though they're also food.

Anyway, I don't mean to spam your shout box with comments. Thanks again for answering my questions.

Tarip

Posted by Tarip 3 years ago Report

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You're very welcome. I found the way the Tarip embrace their role as food for the Junaya fascinating.

What would happen if a Junaya ate a Tarip that was reluctant to be eaten? Or if one Junaya ate too many Tarip at once? Do they have rules for that sort of thing?

Tarip

Posted by Tarip 3 years ago Report

Hi! I just made my account here, but I've been reading your stories for a few years now.

I was curious if you ever considered returning to the Aenhue stories. I always thought it would be interesting to see a story about Junaya characters pushing the boundaries of their society and how the others would react to them.

Anyway, thanks for posting your writings.

Gravitiii

Posted by Gravitiii 3 years ago Report

Will there be more of the Emily & Laura stories? Female transformations? It's a bit lacking on those.

Gravitiii

Posted by Gravitiii 3 years ago Report

Will there be more of the Emily & Laura stories? Female transformations? It's a bit lacking on those.

oishi1

Posted by oishi1 4 years ago Report

Thanks for the fave. Welcome back.

tuyulacil

Posted by tuyulacil 4 years ago Report

French Snack write :

I once had a story idea, which I never wrote but which would have gone something like this:

A married couple are in the process of splitting up. They don't hate each other or anything; it's just that married life hasn't worked out for them. As they're preparing for divorce, the wife asks her husband whether she can eat him. He agrees. They get their divorce, amicably. A few days later, she shrinks him. She eats him (he's still willing). After she's swallowed, her new boyfriend, who had been waiting in another room, comes in. She has blissful sex with her boyfriend, while her ex-husband is being digested in her tummy.

i can't wait this story.. please..

in my dream.. i don't good enough sex for my wife, my wife no feel chemistry with me any more.. she start cheat.. i start enjoy become cuckold hubby.. and the climax is .. she make me small in real .. just like your idea..

i just share my dream.. thanks a lot


Frakass

Posted by Frakass 4 years ago Report

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Merci ^^
ça va, par bonheur... Bon, je ne suis pas de Bruxelles, mais les lieux des attentats (et en particulier la station Maelbeek) me sont familiers, et ça fait bizarre.
Je suis triste et fâché pour les morts et les blessés, mais mon état d'esprits est comme celui de mes concitoyens : ce n'est ni la peur, ni la haine qui dominent, mais une sorte de mépris ironique pour des terroristes certes nuisibles mais au final plutôt pied-nickelés...

SwallowMe

Posted by SwallowMe 4 years ago Report

Thanks for the fav!

tigercloud

Posted by tigercloud 5 years ago Report

You have a large amount of great GTS-Vore Stories <3 Thank you for this =)

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