“Hey do you mind if I eat you? Boss won’t let me go on lunch break and it’s pretty slow, I’ll even punch your card for you,”
the cashier said at my favorite fast food place.

It was completely out of left field and I felt myself staring at her. What kind of a question was that? I mean, what did she expect of me, to follow her into the backroom and become hamburger patties?

“Come on girl, show me

“Wren oh my god-” my roommate Hanna slammed the door behind her, “Look at this. I think Veronica’s actually gone crazy this time,”

I slid off my headphones to turn and look at her, only to be met with a squirming mass that was her stomach.

“Ah yeah, sorry, forgot about my lunch there,” she chuckled.

I rolled my eyes, “What about who going insane?”

I swiped away from a message by my ex, to a new Instagram post from my mutual wren2002, to the camera app. There I fixed my light red hair and thought to myself that my blue eyeshadow looks nice with my dark blue eyes. I often thought of my sociology class as a bore. The teacher droned on and on, it was almost impossible to actually pay attention to him. We called him “Mr. Android.” Of course I would have never taken this class, because of his rate my professor score, however my two

I was checking myself out in the mirror, seeing where Samantha had gone to, when I heard someone plop onto the bed outside the bathroom. My curiosity got the better of me and when I peaked around the corner, I saw a light brown haired girl. Her skin was tanned and she had these black rimmed glasses. She had a pear body shape and hips at least three times as wide as mine. When I took a look at her gut, I froze in place. At least two bumpy shapes were squirming inside of her. If I was lucky, she w

I never signed up for that app’s beta. So when I saw the email giving me a link to it, I was rightfully confused. “Eat or be Eaten.”


Vore had existed for some time. I mean as soon as I was in college it was being talked about. Something about the government trying to find a way to quell overpopulation. I didn’t really buy it until I went to the doctor and found out I was one of a small percentage of people to have the gene that let me

    
The dragoness had been carrying me in her stomach for quite some time now, although this time I was in her willingly. We helped save her from the much larger dragon gal, so she had agreed to take us to the lamia city. At some point during our journey, I had learned her name to be Anissa. The inside of her stomach was much larger than the inside of her breast and I was exploring it as I waited to arrive at our destination. The insides were smooth and pink.

    

Dana seemed to be asleep and I hadn’t heard from Floretta in awhile. It had been a couple of days since the incident with Dana. I told Floretta right after and she seemed to already know. Dana had claimed it was another lamia power, called it a Prey Link. I had no idea what it meant, but Dana didn’t tell me anymore. Yesterday I had finally learned who exactly Dana was. It seemed odd to me that she could just turn anyone into a

    

I couldn’t get much sleep with the harpy pounding the walls of my stomach.



    

“Ugh! She doesn’t give up!!” I buried my face in a pillow as my belly jutted out from the prisoner within it.