I’d
been standing on the side of the road for hours, just looking for a
ride. Early on I was getting passed up by dozens of cars. Now it was
getting late and I hadn’t even seen
a car in twenty minutes. When I saw the glare of a headlight
approaching, I frantically waved my arms. Almost immediately my heart
dropped. Rather than a car with a headlight out, it was a motorcycle…
with no side car.
Just
my luck, this
was the one that stopped.
The
biker woman was, in a word, bodacious. She was se

The
elevator seemed to be taking forever. It was finally friday, and she
was desperately looking for some time off so she could relax. The
doors slid open and she stepped inside. There was no one else riding
at the moment. That was fine with her. Normally she was reasonably
friendly--if a little shy--but right now she was in no mood for small
talk. She glanced aside, to the mirrored wall of the elevator, and
instantly regretted it. Zoe was a plump girl. Pleasantly plump, as
her (much more fit) g

Allie
reclined in her bed, eyes glancing between the clock and the door.
She was dressed in her one and only bit of lingerie, a thin, flowing
nightie that was practically see-through. The ensemble was topped
with a hot pink feathered boa. Her plan had been to be waiting for
her boyfriend when he came home from his late shift at work. It was
their anniversary, and she didn’t have the money to buy him
anything, but she could certainly give him night to remember.
Unfortunately,
and she should hav

Anne
sat comfortably in a cushy office chair before a high-end desktop
computer. She hammered away at the keys with the skill of someone who
had been making her living with a computer before gaining godlike
powers—which, of course, she had. On either side of her, enjoying
the rare luxury of being fully clothed, were Tina and Greg. Tina was,
whether she would admit it or not, Anne’s most devoted follower.
Greg was a bit hapless, and more of a devotee of Tina than Anne, but
since one was insep

Vore
Vignettes 6
Bake-Off
The
judge eyed the lime-colored dessert.
“So,
uh… Where did you get the… Ingredients?”
The
current contestant at the bake show had presented, curiously, a jello
mold as her entry. This didn’t traditionally count as baking. But
at the moment, the issue more pressing was the extras in the mold.
Rather than cherries or other bits of fruit, there seemed to be an
assortment of people, about two inches tall and nude, trapped in the
wobbly treat. They all seemed to b

Ronald
lay back and reveled in the sensation as the most glorious figure
he'd ever set eyes upon writhed and squirmed atop him. She was Vrisk,
and her name was perhaps the least exotic thing about her. Her skin
was dusky and flawless, she was almond eyed, and her hair was in a
long, meticulous braid. And her body. Oh lord, her body. Lean and
lithe, so nimble and supple. Her hips, round and full, her breasts,
pert and firm. Even the little things, the things one so often
ignores when listing the

“Welcome
back!” chirped the hostess. “After what happened last time, I
wasn’t sure we’d see you again.”
Kyle
fixed his hair and laughed uncomfortably. He had a large box under
one arm.
“Well,
you know…” he said bashfully.
“Oh,
don’t feel self-conscious. Rhaana’s a sweetheart, and definitely
the prettiest dragon we’ve had in here.” She checked the dining
room. “This way, your table is ready.”
Kyle
followed as they approached the same table he’d been seated at
dur

He
knocked at the door and glanced at his watch. It was a new record.
Six minutes after being ordered, he had arrived.
He'd
been a little curious when he signed up for the new app, but it
seemed like a great way to make money and have a little fun. Shortly
after the rise of Uber and Lyft, what at first he assumed were scam
copycats arose. They were Youber and Gyft. Both, in short, allowed
you to rent yourself to others to do with as they chose for a
predetermined amount of time. The Youber end w