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The adventures of a woman in a world where vore is possible, but highly illegal.
Knock knock knock! “Hang on, I’m coming!” Katherine yelled over the noise of the shower. She washed the last of the soap from her raven hair and turned off the water. The knocking began again, more insistent this time. “I’m in the shower!” she yelled, getting annoyed now. She opened the opaque glass door to her shower stall and stepped out. Seizing her towel, she quickly began to dry herself off. Her naked form would have been a jaw-dropping sight for any male, and numerous females
Katherine Makes a Friend
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About a week after devouring those precious little children on their way home from school, Katherine found herself in way over her head. It started off simply enough; she had been wiping down the bar as the last of the drunken patrons started heading home for the night, or what was left of it. Only after the last of the loud, boisterous men had departed did she notice the figure sitting at one of the booths near the back, feet up on the table, watching her. The person sitting there was a thin ma
Katherine's New Life of Crime
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“You need a job.” Katherine looked up to find Mike standing in the doorway, staring fixedly a spot on the wall above her head. “Like hell I do,” she shot back, crossing her arms over her chest. It had been three days since she swallowed that teenager, who had been reduced to a nutrient-rich slurry in her (now much smaller) stomach at this point. “I’m serious, Kathy,” Mike persisted, still not lowering his gaze to her nude form. “You need to earn a living for yourself. How much ca
Getting to Work
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Margaret blew out a breath in frustration as she spoke to her friend on the phone. “I know, right? He was such a dick. Like, he won’t give me a ride home just because I don’t want to fuck him?” She brushed a lock of curly brown hair away from her face. “So now I have to walk home, like fifteen minutes away.” The sound of a shoe tapping on pavement made her turn her head, her heartbeat elevating slightly. But the street was deserted, as one would expect in a small town at midnight. Th
A Midnight Snack
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