ANTHOLOGY OF PERVERTREST I
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 Lily held the woman up by her dainty shoulders. "If I was a nicer person I would give you a second chance, but I really can't stand people who hurt my cat." The other woman shook.
 "So w-w-what are you going to do to me?" she grinned sheepishly. Lily returned her smile with a wicked grin that would impress a cheshire cat.
 "I'm going to enjoy you." With that her jaw snapped open, the gaping crevace that was her throat staring down her terrified prey. She snapped it shut around the woman's shoulders, her teeth slicing through clothing and sinking a fraction of an inch into her flesh. She greedily ate on, lurching forward with every bite until at last she had engulfed her prey entirely, she swallowed again and tossed her orange and black hair out of her eyes.
 "What's going to happen to me now?" Lily's stomach muffled the sound of her food's voice.
 "My tummy will squirt out pleasure enzymes and we will both be engulfed in a sea of primal joy. We will orgasm and orgasm until you finally go out in a wave of sheer euphoria."
 "Wow, really?"
 "No you idiot, I'm going to digest you. You're in my fucking stomach, what do you think?"
 "O-oh..." It was then that the digestive enzymes started flowing, and the prey panicked.
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 Being a monster hunter is hard. Zanna fell back onto her cushioned rump, wiping sweat fron her forhead. Gathering mushrooms and honey was easy; it was killing the animals that took a toll on her. Those damn tiny dinosaurs were only half her size, yet she could barely manage to hit them with her oversized blade. That giant bug only gave her more trouble; it was hard enough merely standing to face such a terrifying creature, killing it took everything she had. She grabbed the hunt of flab on her belly, shaking it angrily. She had started hunting to lose weight, damnit!
 "Hunt monsters, they said. It'll be easy, they said." she groaned to herself. "You try digging through the carcass of a parasaurolophus for food." she kicked a rock in frustration. "Then tell me..." She froze. Behind her, the smell of rotten meat and wyvern hormones blasted her neck. She slowly turned around. A giant bird wyven, a Jaggi almost ten fet long, stood barely a yard behind her. Zanna and the beast stood frozen, staring into each other's eyes. Zanna leapt. She scrabbled to reach her sword in time, the monster taking a savage bite where she was a second ago. Where was it? She glanced up to see a black cat standing on a branch, admiring the handiwork of her blade. It looked at her, snickered, and ran.
 "No! Damn melynx..." Something inside Zanna suddenly surged. She was a monster hunter, and this, this was a monster. Weapon or not, she was taking this thing down. The monster charged and she popped open her jaw, placing it just where the beast's head would be.
 WHAM
 Zanna was sent flying, her attempt to swallow the beast whole having failed horribly. Her head hit a tree branch, and her mind spun. She tried to get to her feet and ready a punch, but she collapsed onto her knees. The Great Jaggi charged forward once more, this time knocking Zanna out cold. She never woke up.
 The Great Jaggi dove it's nose into the corpse once more, the rest of his pack nibblibg and biting at the succulent meat that had taunted them for a week. Today he would eat his fill.
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 Nonon belched, catching the one-star uniform that flew out of her mouth in her hand.
 "Can the human stomach dissolve life fibers test 12. Clothes partially digested, removed completely from body." Inumuta typed away on his laptop.
 "I don't see why we have to keep the clothes on the studen-" Gamagoori started to talk, but Sanageyama put his hand on the massive council member's shoulder.
 "Let her have this." he tilted his head towards the girl, who was licking her lips and rubbing her slightly distented belly. A gurgling could be heard from the large organ.
 The tech administrator cleared his throat. "Sufficient data acquired. Nonon, would you rather move on to two-star uniforms or multiple?" Nonon considered this for a moment.
 "Multiple!" she snapped. "Bring me all the underachievers we have!" Sanageyama and Gamagori glanced worriedly at each other. That was a lot of students... Their thoughts were interrupted by a loud gurgle, and Noon stood bolt upright and ran full speed to the bathroom. She tore open the door, bolted inside, and slammed it shut.
 Twenty minutes later the tiny girl returned, her stomach now nothing more than pudgy. She plopped back down on the feeding chair.
 "You went and got the rest of my food, right?" Inumuta pressed a button, and a female one-star student emerged from the floor, bound with cooking string and gagged with an apple. She squirmed. "This is what happens when you get bad grades..." Nonon teased, licking her lips. "Now where are the rest of them?" her tiny stomach roared noisily. She snapped open her jaw, her mouth, drippibg with saliva, engulfing the gir's head. It closed on her, and Nonon slowly continued her way down the girl, moving past the tied arms and bound legs, finally finishing with a small burp and a big grin.
 "More, now!" she yelled.
 "Well, her nickname is the snake..." Ira mentioned to himself.
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 "End-o-soma?"
 "Yeah! I just crawl in your belly and bam! Comfy cozy. So whaddaya think?"
 "I...what?" Yanna stood, confused at her classmate Di. "Honestly I don't want anything crawling down my throat, you or otherwise." Di pouted.
 "Please? It would mean a lot!" Yanna didn't respond for a few minutes and the two stood there. The silence sat thick in the air.
 "I mean, even if you could somehow fit-"
 "I can! Let me show you!" Di wrenched open Yanna's mouth and started climibing in.
 A strange cocktail of emotions was brewing inside Yanna; anger, confusion, shock. What triumphed in the end though was her gurgling stomach beckoning anythong to enter after two nights of studying and accidental fasting. She found to her surprise that her jaw felt no pain. Perhaps the idea of endo-something isn't as far fetched as Yanna assumed.
 Di, on the other hand, was having the time of her life. She was finally doing it! She had dreamed for so long about doing this that she had to remind herself that no, she wasn't dreaming. She slithered blindly towards her destination; Yanna's stomach. Finally, her head pushed through an opening and into the chamber. Di was a bit surprised. For one thing, it was not that big. For another, it smelled like puke.
 "Uh, Yanna..? Can... Can I come out now?" Yanna, however, was splayed out on the couch moaning. She gulped and swallowed, slowly pushing Di deeper. "Yanna! Yanna, let me out!" Yanna ignored her classmate's pleas and swallowed once more, pulling the begging girl's feet into her throat.
 "I dunmo, Di. Why would I?" Di was stunned. "I mean, this is the first meal I've had in days, and it sure was a filling one. Besides, we're not close friends or anything. I value you as food more than a person."
 "No! No! This isn't how it goes!" Di cried.
 "Life never goes how you-" she burped. "think it will. Best laid plans and all."
 "You're a heartless bitch!"
 "And you're the dumb broad who crawled down someone else's throat."
 "..."
 "..."
 "...you can't start a sentance with a preposition."
 "Shut up bitch I ate you."
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 Lily gently picked up the bloated sack that was her stomach. As much as she loved devouring people, she was glad she couldn't see the actual process of digestion. It must get pretty grisly in there. Not to mention she'd get squeamish if she could see her own guts...
 The young pred's mind wandered as her stomach gently churned, contracting and secreting to get the job of turning meat into meat done as quick as possible. The pops and rumbles of her belly made Lily feel a bit drowsy, and she fell asleep to the sound of another human slowly dissolving. This was her lot in life, she thought hazily. As far as fate goes, this isn't so bad. Her friends always wondered why she never had any food around the dorm...
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 Pandora, "Dora" to her friends, stalked around the corner of a large building. New York City was a busy place, she had to be careful to work it to her advantage rather than her downfall. The whole process was second nature by now; lure the ignorant traveler into a secluded spot and make your move. She started salivating. A man with broad shoulders, toned legs, and a confused expression was walking through a group of people going the other way. It was a perfect storm of delicious.
 "Hey there sir, would you mind helping me with something?" Dora walked up to him and gave a winning smile.
 "Sure thing!" The man's thick Australian accent hit her like a sack of vegemite. Lovely.
 "Just follow me!" She ran off. The man kept pace with her rather easily. Worry sprang in her chest; would she be able to subdue him? She steeled herself. She'd taken on bigger men than this. Worst case scenario she can cry rape. Who'd believe she was trying to eat him?
 "What is it you need?" He asked, in no way out of breath.
 "I, uh, lost my ring in this big alley. Could you help me look?"
 "No problem!" He bent over and started searching. Now was her chance!
 She pounced, going straight for the head. He flailed wildly, the sound of his voice muffled by her mouth. She snarfed her way down to the shoulders, pinning his arms to the side. It was a uphill from here. Dora took pleasure in overpowering this man, livking her way down his back and legs. She tore off his shoes and finished swallowing him.
 "Well this is a bit of a pickle!" her stomach's contents rumbled. She was taken aback by his nonchalance.
 "I'm... Sorry? What did you just say?"
 "I'm in a tough situation here in the states."
 "Yeah..."
 "I've made quite the mistake. Speaking of mistakes, you've made one too!"
 "Swallowing an innocest australian traveler?" she said mockingly.
 "Swallowing an innocent australian traveler who has a machete"
 "Oh. Oh, crap."
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 "You're a dragon?" The knight asked, briefly letting down her guard. "I thought you'd have less human bits." The dragon twitched her tail a bit, but kept her smug placidity.
 "When you are as powerful as I am, form matters not." This wasn't true in her case, but she had met some truly powerful beings who said that, and she though it would be intimidating. "I grace you with my human body so you can appreciate my beauty and elegance, but I keep my wings and talons so you remember who it is you are dealing with." She stood off her chair, wings spread and arms gesturing grandly.
 "Well you've been devouring maidens, and I have to stop you." The knight pointed her sword back at the dragon. "Prepare to die!"
 The dragon walked down from the platform her makeshift throne of bone stood on, ignoring the knight. "I must say, I was expecting a man. Usually kings want a more... masculine touch for something as dangerous an me." She stroked the knight's hair. "This is a treat."
 "I'm warning you, wyrm!" The knight shook, her armor clattering. She tried to ignore it.
 "Oh, what are you going to do?" The dragon put a hand on her shoulder and whispered gently in her ear. Magic practically oozed out of the dragon, and her feminine frame managed nonetheless to be incredibly imposing. The knight was frozen.
 "I...I'll kill you!" The knight yelled, her voice nearly cracking.
 "With what?" The dragon cooed. "Your sword?" She gently slipped her clawed hands over the blade. It burned her flesh more than any fire could with it's holy ward, but she kept her composure and flat out lied. "See? It does nothing to me. You may as well be using a stick for what that's worth." The knight dropped the sword, her heart pumping.
 In that moment, the sword's protection on her broke. The intoxicating magic exuding of the dragon took hold, seeping into her system and suffocating her mind. She sank slowly to her knees and started to weep.
 "Yes, my dear. Fall." The dragon grinned, licking her lips. She gently wrapped her arms around the warrior's frame. With a click, she had unhooked the knight's armor and released her scaly embrace. Beneath her hard plates and chain mail she wore a peasant's cloth, presumably to protect her skin from the cold pinch of metal joints. Her chest plate removed, the rest of the woman's armor slid off easily.
 "Oh, I've grown so tired of the scrawny peasants and fatty little princesses I usually eat. You have no idea how exciting a nice lean, strong woman like you is..." The dragon grabbed her prey's chest, kneading it powerfully, her tail weaved through the thick, muscular thighs as her wings enveloped the knight like a blanket. Her preparations over, the dragon's feast began. Her mouth slowly yawned open, sharp teeth morphing from her previously human like dentition. Her lips covering the woman's face as she picked her up effortlessly. The dragon slowly fed herself, letting the knight's body hang limp as it was sucked into the predator's hungry maw. Her tail wrapped around the girl's leg and pushed it up, aiding in the dragon's meal. She drooled, relishing the toned texture and powerful muscles of her meal.
 The knight wanted to struggle, she wanted to fight, but she failed to. She couldn't. She slowly inched her way down into the stomach, mind numb and body warm.
 She closed her eyes.
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 "Miss Fall, I don't see why we have to be so vague about our plans to take down Beacon Academy!" Emerald Sustrai whined to her phone, her twintails hanging below her hips. "It's not like anyone can...hear...me..." She slowly looked up from her phone to see a very surprised Yang Xiao Long standing a few feet in front of her. She had assumed that no one would be in the cafeteria at 3 in the morning. She was wrong. "I'll call you back." She shut off her phone and began to run.
 Yang bolted after her. "You'll never get away with it! I'll tell everyone!"
 "Tell them what? That you overheard me talking? No one will believe you!"
 "Then I guess I'll have to catch you!" Emerald's heart skipped a beat. She dared not look behind her. Next thing Emerald knew her adversary had her by the shoulders. She squeaked.
 "W-what are you gonna do to me?" She looked fearfully up at Yang, feeling the power in the blonde's grip. Strong as it was, she suspected Yang was still holding back.
 "Well, you did interrupt my meal... So I suppose I'll have you for a snack!" She grinned innocently.
 "WHAT?" Emerald shrieked. "What are you-" before she could finish Yang's mouth was around her head. Yang couldn't say much for her flavor- she assumed her hair would taste minty for some reason- but something else surged inside of her. This was power. She pushed the girl further in, slowly unbuckling the villain's clothes as she went. Emerald squirmed, but Yang held her tightly by the forearms. By the time her hands met her mouth Emerald had stopped flailing, either from suffocation or hopelessness. Yang didn't really feel bad about it. This was a bad guy after all, she deserved what she got. She pulled her way through the girl's shapely legs and finished off with her feet and a burp.
 "Aw nuts, I forgot to interrogate her!" Yang slapped herself. "I don't suppose you're still... y'know... in there?" She poked her engorged belly. Alive or not, Emerald did not answer. "Come on Emi! Fight for you life!" She picked up the swollen stomach and gave it a good shake. Nothing. Think, Yang, who was she talking too?
 Before Yang could ponder this for long, a loud, wet gurgle shook her stomach. This was the biggest meal she'd ever had, and she was suddenly aware of the fact. Very aware. "Oh god, I gotta find somewhere to hide. If someone finds out what I've done..." She hefted her gut up and started running. Her stomach sloshed and jiggled, the presumably dead Emerald no doubt being churned and shaken. As she ran, she felt a pressure building up in her belly. She stopped, finding a tree to hide her silhouette from anyone who might be watching. The jiggling stopped, the pressure did not. She opened her mouth and a loud burp forced it way out, echoing through the courtyard. It tasted a bit like meat. Yang didn't think about it. She returned to her quest. She recalled talking with an upperclassman- there were some spots students hid in when they wanted to get a little privacy. Where were they? Behind the... the flying buttress on the far east side... Must be worth a try, apparently no one passes by there on their way to class.
 Yang paused to catch her breath. She had made it to the hidden area, but it took an uncomfortable amount of time. She coughed. Something was stuck in her throat. Her skin crawled as the thing slowly pushed itself up her throat, feeling so terribly uncomfortable. She slowly reached her shaking hand into her mouth and pulled Emerald's belt out of her mouth, tossing it aside. She slumped to the ground and sighed. It must have been 2 or 3 at night by then, Yang was exhausted. Her eyes fluttered and her eyes slowly unfocused. Before Yang knew it she was asleep.
 Yang blinked awake, her body aching in that way it gets when you sleep somewhere you've never slept before. Her hand went to her stomach- what was once the size of a beach ball was now a negligible amount of pudge she'd have to work off later. She took a deep breath and gathered up the boisterous confidence she always wore and went off, very quickly, to find a bathroom.
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 Lily froze in her place, stopping her internet browsing. The time had come. She threw her spinning chair aside, stood bolt upright, and ran. She skid a corner and opened the bathroom door.
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 The dirty deed done, Lily pulled up her pants, breathing heavily. A foul odor seeped out the toilet, and she lit a scented candle to burn it away. Her cat strolled into the room, pausing to glance at its housemate.
 "Don't worry, Rex, the bad lady's not gonna hurt you any more." She bent over to run her fingers through his fur. "I made sure of that."