My lovely wife, how I long for you, every night I think about devouring you completely and utterly. You have no idea that every night you sleep next to one who wants nothing more than to digest you into themself. Or perhaps you do, and you do it to taunt me, dare me into devouring your soft skin, to suckle one final time on your lovely breasts, to tuck you away forever. It takes all my strength not to digest you anytime I eat you after sex or to cuddle, but I know that one day, I won't hold back

Salome waited patiently for her client, unlike some people she was quite proud of her profession, she was owner and merchandise for one of the biggest brothels in the country. She knew her clients well, what they needed, what they wanted, the lines to cross, the lines not to cross, predator, prey, there wasn't much she couldn't do. She glanced at the clock on the wall, she knew that her favourite client would be over in twenty minutes as she always did every week on the dot at six-thirty pm on F

I looked at my watch wondering where she was I was sitting in a nice restaurant waiting for my date to arrive.

"A refill Ms?" a polite lizard woman waiter asked with a smile.

"Ah, ah no thank you," I stuttered really not having noticed she was there. She nodded before leaving to help other customers.

"I'm so sorry I got lost and ended up in the wrong place, I'm so sorry," a gasping neko woma

Myko was on her way home from work, a long day dealing with idiot customers who didn't seem to know that grocery stores don't sell prom dresses. Myko froze upon hearing faint sobbing, was someone crying? Why? After a minute of looking around, she found the person, a long golden tailed naga with hair to match her tail pale pristine skin and a bountiful chest. Without thinking, Myko began to make her way to the naga so she could try to help her.

"What's a wrong miss?&