Kharis Inaralei wiped his brow, pushing through the brush and gazing down at the valley below. It had been an arduous journey, riddled with danger, and it was only by some miracle that he had managed to avoid the myriad stomachs of the monsters and bandits on the way here. But at long last, the gleaming capital city Spiritscar was laid out before him like a child's playset. Here, his long, pointed ears and small size would not mark him as different and strange but as one of our own, a Varlyn jus

Sorcery School Swallowing SessionPrim raced down the hall, clutching her spellbook to her flat chest. Her messy chin-length silver hair was still wet with saliva from her last run-in with one of her classmates, and the clumps of hair kept flapping against her sensitive ears as she ran, providing an annoying reminder of her standing at Glassdale Academy with every plap.It was utterly unfair. Prim was the strongest and fastest girl her age in her village - a village of mighty elven heroines and th

"Relax. There is nothing more you can do. You are mine now, and you cannot change that. So I urge you to save your energy, for your own sake."Somehow, hearing this in the cold, controlled voice of the exorcist who has become her executioner didn't make Brisscha feel any better. That voice, much like the stomach that now surrounded her, gave the superficial appearance of warmth while being chillingly void of true care. She knew she was just food to this stomach, no matter how warm it might feel..

The sound of the Poké Ball returning to its travel size was the sound of defeat. Or at least as close as one could get with an opponent like this.Sylvia smiled, putting her hands on her knees and crouching down to get closer to her opponent’s eye level. “Oh dear me, little miss Mint, I do believe that was your last Pokémon.”“Yeah, so what if it was?” Mint asked, all fire and bristles. The short, pale-green-haired girl was in mild shock. None of her many battles against the other girl

Celia’s body can take a lot… but it turns out that fighting a goddess is beyond even her. And in another beam of searing light, she’s had all she can take.Her sword and shield clatter to the floor beside her as she catches herself on her hands and knees. Her breath comes in rapid, desperate gasps. Every inch of her body aches with exhaustion and bruises.Azima’s sword of light is extinguished, and the crystalline hilt shatters to dust as the goddess throws it aside. “Though I am disappo

It was just about time to feed.Vareeya’s body hummed in resonance with the sexual energy radiating off Lara. The girl had been more than happy to take Vareeya home with her after their late-night yoga class together, and the sexual tension had reached a fever pitch. Lara’s tight pants were bulging outward quite lewdly, and the TV series they had supposedly been watching continued mumbling on in the background, completely ignored by either of them. Now Vareeya just had to seal the deal.And su

(of Stardew Valley's mines)


Reya

: I wouldn't go in there


Reya

: It's all slime girls and they're ALL hungry


Kait

: You just need to bring a straw


Reya

: Oh my God.

Kaho's shrill scream echoed through the monastery above the crackle of electricity as she fell to her hands and knees at Pardoner Fennel's feet. Her hand went to her heaving chest, as if she could stop the twitching, calm her racing heart, and bring back her strength with a touch.



"The Queen should have sent us better," Fennel spat, pointing the tip of her sword at Kaho.

Viera's toenails were a bright pink today. One of Nessa's favorite shades. The demoness's toes peeked out from under her sandal straps, curling and twitching as Viera talked. They were just about the only thing in Nessa's world right now.






Nessa was dimly aware that Viera was talking about the mess in the common kitchen. As the RA, Viera had been forced to clean it up in a hurry in order to pass

Maura tapped her pen against her chin, thumbing through the stack of printed winery reviews. The club was going to need a place to drink this week, and she had run through her entire list, so more research was needed.






"I'm home!" The door slammed behind Isabella, and she quickly made her way toward her bedroom without poking her head into the study.

The bubble extended far over the dried-up swamplands, looming ominously over the city. Its iridescent surface swirled with the power from its source.






Adriana and her friends were going to see to it that the Orb of Water that powered it was returned safely to the Wizards' Trust before it could be misused.

Daniele sat down across the table from Zaida. She tossed her backpack down beside her and pulled out the script... and a box of Oreos. She set the box down on the table between the two. "Here, I always get hungry when doing a read. You can have some, if you like."


Zaida already had her own script out, and was studiously reading over it, clicking her pen. "Thanks. And thanks for coming."


"I saw yo

If it weren't for the massive speakers
that made the entire world shake with every drumbeat, Stacie wouldn't
have even known there was music to go with the dance routine on the
stage in front of her. The screaming crowd around her was utterly
deafening, pressing in on every side. Its movements matched the
rhythm of the beat in front of her.
And though she'd never understood the
furor at these concerts before, being here herself, she could tell
why.
Melina Winters, the woman leading the
dance ahe

The candle's light flickered and danced
in the draft, sending shadows scattering. Archmage Jubalee bent over
her spelling desk, looking through her old tomes. Worn ribbons marked
the pages for research on enchantment, modifications to the body.
Normally, that kind of magic was the domain of clerics, and she would
never have to touch it.
But…
Lillia had turned her back on her
devotees. The village of Glimmvale, whose denizens had worshipped her
for as long as Jubalee could remember, was suddenl

Maeve had no idea what to expect, going
to see the High Priestess. She envisioned, perhaps, a kindly old
matron, kept sequestered due to the fragility of her age. A gentle
woman with eyes full of understanding, strong and weathered hands but
a delicate touch, and a soft, warm voice that put to rest all of
Maeve's fears.
The girl in front of her was absolutely
none of that. Straight, flowing hair - black as night - swished at
her back, held together in a long tail by a sapphire ring which sat
lev

The
jagged shark's-fin dagger plunges into the map and the dock beneath
it, and Lora flinches.
"And
that's where we strike," Asya spits, releasing her grip on the
dagger. The mermaid leans back in the water, crossing her arms. She
looks over the rest of the map… over the cargo listing Lora had
nearly gotten herself caught finding. Lots of precious metal items.
The best haul the Reef Raiders will have all year, Lora is certain.
The mermaids have to take this deal.
Captain
Asya gives

"Jolana,
you got anything left in that snack bag?" Olivia leaned forward,
looking to 'help' with poking through the bag. "God, I'm hungry.
If we're gonna be jamming all night, can't we order a pizza or
something?"
"No,
you already ate all of it, lardo!" Jolana said, smacking
Olivia's hand with one of her drumsticks.
Claire
rolled her eyes, strumming idly on her guitar. "You always think
so small, Olivia. We finally made it big. We get to reap the rewards
now.&q

Unbound
The
port town hummed with activity as the sun slowly sank down into the
horizon. Hundreds, maybe thousands of people walking the streets,
searching the shops. Merchants hawking wares from exotic cities that
most would never see except through a beautiful bauble or a delicate
trinket from across the waves. Sailors drinking and laughing to
celebrate their safe return from far-off lands, or getting one last
mug of ale in before embarking on another months-long journey.
Naulu
trailed close b

Isabel bent down in front of the
mirror, trying to see the tops of her papier-mache horns. She’d
coated them with plenty of clear polish, trying to give them a real
feel… but they didn’t quite look right, now that they were on top
of her head. She sighed, taking them down. Maybe if she painted the
tips… or… She glanced over at the clock on the wall, squinting at
the two hands until they resolved into a time. It was already 6:42…
she had to leave soon if she was going to get to the pa

The very first thing Karrin noticed
when she returned home was the envelope taped to the front door.
It was a plain, unassuming little
thing, an ordinary white envelope with the noticeable outline of a
holodata card hanging in it. It didn’t have any address or name on
it. Neither for the recipient nor the sender. In fact, it was
completely unmarked. But Karrin was pretty sure she could still guess
who it was from.
She waved her key past the sensor in
the door, and it swung open with the faint

The key clicked softly in the lock, and
the door opened. The man let out a sigh of relief, feeling the cool
air inside rush out over him, ruffling the dark red fur on his
fox-like ears and tail.
“Aaahhh, finally home, just in time
for dinner!”
Lon tossed his keys into the tray,
setting the struggling sack he’d had over his shoulder on the
dining room table and loosening the knot at the top. Inside was a
dark-haired dwarf catgirl, bound hand and foot and gagged with a
cloth. She wore only

These were the moments Lady Mireille lived for.
The door closed, and young Rylee stepped into the room, “her”
eyes downcast. As with all of Mireille’s servants, Rylee was a
submissive young girl… or, at least, appeared to be. Mireille
wasn’t particularly picky. A feminine enough boy, like Rylee, would
do just as well… sometimes even better. She would dress them all as
her maids, and force them to service her.
And then, some time after hiring them, she would eat them whole and
alive,

Calissa gritted her teeth, her fingers
running over the skirt of Tallys's long, frilled evening gown. This
was an enormous risk. If word of this got out... if word of this got
out, she'd be dead. But... she couldn't keep it in... "The...
the truth is... I really... really like you. And I know... neither of
us can let this get out, but... I think you should know, anyway."
Tallys smiled back at her, and
Calissa's heart jumped up slightly. Maybe this was worth the
risk. A click sounded fr

Maeko grinned as she took her place behind the old wooden shed. No
one would find her here. She would be the undisputed queen of hide
and seek.
It was a little bit creepy, playing hide and seek at night in a
border town. And the old wooden shed was even creepier, truth be
told. But Maeko was fearless. And wasn’t the point of playing at
night to have a little thrill, a little scare? Nothing ever happened,
this might liven things up. They wouldn’t get in trouble, because
they wouldn’t get ca

“See me after class.”
Never before had four words terrified me so much.
Professor Gideon, who taught my Binding Circles course, was not
exactly known for his leniency. The entire Academy was scared of him.
I’m not just talking about the students, either. I had seen more
than one professor reduced to tears after one of Professor Gideon’s
scoldings. In fact, I was introduced to my homeroom teacher on my
first day when I ran into him blubbering in the hallway after a
run-in with the Destroy

Cara trotted into the market square,
clutching the shopping list in one hand. She hated coming here,
feeling so out of place in the noise and bustle away from the
comforting quiet of the goldsmith’s shop. But it need not be a long
trip. She’d just collect the materials that had been requested by
the master goldsmith, and go back.
“Oh, there she is!”
Cara glanced up. Anyone acknowledging
her entering the square was a rare enough occurrence to catch her off
guard. Cara liked to be by herse