Dolphin pudge maintenance
(soft vore, digestion)
Yauhas has always been proud of his luxuriously thick layer of blubber but that kind of paunch took a lot of maintenance work for a dolphin with an active lifestyle to maintain. Luckily the ocean was essentially an inhabitable buffet for a dolphin like him with an exceedingly elastic digestive tract and a sonar strong enough to impress a sperm whale and -far more practically- stun most prey. A lot of fellow dolphins and the odd shark have been p

Samira and the snackvocate
(soft vore, digestion, lewds, worship)
 
Samira was just taking her pet sergal for a walk through town, when she was interrupted by those typical annoying slogans prey right activist slogans. She rolled her eyes and turned around seeing a trio of girls marching towards her with the looks and attitude of people who just got out of school yet thought they knew everything. Inwardly she already prepared for the hundredth rerun of the lecture on what she could and co

Stanku trade: Owl baby food
(vore, digestion, regurgitation, talking animals)
 
“Hold still dammit, you are going down either way.” hissed the owl, the sharp talons of one foot dug into the dark and light grey striped house cat while balancing on the other, wings extended to not be toppled over by his struggling prey.
“Get off me, you savage beast!” hissed the cat in return.
“Oh is the poor pampered pet unwilling to die? Usually I would go for a bird or a rat, but my little on

Melina flared out her wings and flapped them quickly to gently land on a roof somewhere in the suburbs. She had carefully chosen this one because there was a clean, shiny car parked directly outside of it and the entrance door seemed just wide enough to allow her to squeeze through in case her next prey was not going to fill her up entirely. The gryphoness walked to the edge of the roof, talons digging into the tiles as she pushed her rear back over the ledge, lifting up her tail and taking care

Catchow fulfils his purpose
Melina licked over her beak, deciding she had tracked the cheetah long enough. He was clueless as all the other anthros she had eaten before him but unlike most he looked fit enough to be annoying to chase down. So she simply wiggled her hips and pounced on him from behind. The cheetah was as light as he looked. Even before he hit the ground and his air escaped with a shocked cry, Melina knew she would be hungry again in just two days. Chonkier anthros fed her for a

Zabu eats interns alive-ish
(kind of hard vore, digestion, disposal)
 
“Hey boss, could I come in a little earlier tomorrow and leave sooner so I can get ready for my date in time?”
“You are on part time, right?”
“Yup.”
“Sure thing, as long as you get your tasks done before you go, I don’t really care.”
And just like that the intern had set himself up for a detailed study of an overgrown tiger’s voracious insides.
 
 
Josh got in early, his heads in the

3 snacks, one snek
(soft vore, graphic digestion)
 
Claire woke up to some ungodly noise. It sounded like their horse was going nuts again. Maybe another bear passed by the camp and spooked it? In any case Jack was supposed to stand guard still, so it should be fine. Still the bunny girl grabbed the ends of her long plush ears and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes with them. She crawled out of her cow skin sleeping bag, naked except for her brown fur and looked out of the tent. Her swirlin

Malunir’s alignment is hungry evil
(rape, soft vore, digestion)
 
The feline couple would say that no one ever regretted sleeping with the window open as they were now, but that would be wrong. Malunir has been doing this for literal decades and it would be no embellishment to wonder if the amount of people who found themselves as fat on his coils because of such a small lapse were in the triple digits already. Right now the snake’s salivating maw was looking down at the two cats in h

What if Tarran had not been mugged?
(soft vore, graphic digestion)
 
It was a rather uneventful afternoon, the sun still shining brightly high in the sky, warming the crow's black feathers. Tarran was walking since the morning, trying to cross the distance between 2 towns in one day, as he didn't really fancy sleeping under the stars. carrying a small, dark blue bag over his shoulder, filled with travel essentials, and the black, diamond-like jewel he was commissioned to deliver. The road

How not to tame a dragon
(rape, vore, digestion)
Mila and Butch, her unusually big great dane, were marching through dense forest. The jaguaress had a very particular project in mind, one which would earn her fame and riches. Or an untimely, exceedingly painful death if the other adventurers at the tavern were to be believed, but what do they know? They did not know her, they had no clue of what she was capable of. She was good with animals, had a knack for winning their trust as well as gaini

Birds vs kobolds
(Soft vore, digestion, lewds)
 
Ekli’s day was off to a great start. There was still some of that cat guy left that his clan had found in one of the traps they had set in the forest. All the juicy guts were gone but the blue scaled kobold got a pretty nice second prize when he gnawed off the orange furred arm from its shoulder and leaned back into a corner for a well deserved breakfast, watching some of the others come and get their piece of tasty villager.
One bite of

Toss (a sufficient amount of) coins to your kobold
(soft vore, pet prey, digestion)
 
Dhen was walking through a few shrubs at a brisk pace. The kobold left his usually bright tunics at home and relied on just a bandolier that held a set of lockpicks and a few other goodies. His blue scales and compact build were perfectly suited to hiding him in the dusky gloom as he made his way towards his destination. The kobold was mainly a potion seller and most of them he really brewed himself. But

Wrong stomach!
(soft vore, masturbation, graphic digestion, disposal, breeding)
 
“Will you do it?” asked Oan, the anthro orca clinging to his massive feral podmate’s left flipper, wondering if he should demonstratively rub the warm bulge in his robes along the fin to make his excitement for the matter known or not. He ended up opting to just trail the start of it along the edges of Shout’s flipper.
“What makes you think my answer will be different the fifth time?” the feral

Sela’s kobold snacks
 
Rihsi giggled, the dark grey kobold’s chest heaving, pressing her bare scaly tits against those of her clanmate Zaghi.
“Why do you even care why we let you eat us?” she giggled, the question directed at the huge naga she and her green scaled lover were kneeling on. They were right on top of the stomach that was soon going to kill them, passionately making out while they still had the chance. They knew that their predator was not only going to feel their lus

Pet snake eats pet dog
Life has been looking up ever since John started his little website where he posted footage of his beloved pet. He has been living on his grandparents’ old farmhouse, struggling to keep the buildings in order, the patch of land he did not sell off from growing over and maintaining a day job as well. It has been a struggle. At first and when he found it hard to cover the bills racked up by his reticulated python and her ever growing appetite for prey, he came up with the

Seba raptor pet store assault
(noms and gurgles galore)
 
It had been two months since Seba had escaped the -allegedly- high security lab facility he had been made and trained in. The raptor had devoured two guards on the way out, his price tag giving him basically plot armor since no one was allowed to shoot him. This resulted in various guards ending up inside a genetically engineered raptor’s stomach for a short stay and the predator enjoying it greatly, as he was meant to do. Unfort

Jake was sitting atop an abandoned lighthouse, his shark eyes gazing over the nearby fields. His morning flight over the shore had turned up nothing interesting enough to eat and so it was the land’s turn to provide the great black backed gull with sustenance. The tall grass nearby was home to many a tasty rodent, occasionally small snakes hunting mice fell prey to him as well and if that did not happen the nearby woods were usually ripe with smaller birds this time of the year.
Apparently ot

Dragon craves seafood
(vore, digestion, regurgitation)
The large green dragon woke up with a slightly empty feeling in his middle. He had an easy time hunting in the nearby woods and living well off the small critters his kobolds gifted him in tribute, or the larger critters they lured in with their tasty little bodies. But over the recent weeks he had felt a certain craving building up inside him and the recent heat wave only increased his desire to take a trip to the sea and plunge into the

Draggy’s



gotta

eat



(typical Liz stuff)



The little dragon was excited, he had finally managed to catch his first

anthro

.

To the lizard girl squirming under his claws, &ldquo

An adolescent siren hunting



(soft vore, digestion)



She woke up in the grey twilight of her cave, her cat-like eyes gleaming as a reflective membrane behind her retina doubled the light she perceived. Her eyes worked exactly like those of the sharks she spots them with, for now to run and hide from them, but she was not fully grown yet, barely half actually. The difference was tha

The

white



death



(Hard vore)



A white shark stalked the continental shelf at a spot where the ocean’s floor suddenly dropped off pretty steeply from little over thirty to way over a hundred metres. It was ideal hunting territory, creating a shadowy slope where he could wait i

The work of a draconic f

eudal lord



(vore, graphic digestion, bone disposal)



Rokanoss

was being woken up by his mate again. But it was not the same loving and somewhat admiring caresses over his huge dark grey armour plates which pulled him from his sleep. Instead she prodded him right on the snout with a claw and

Lost and found Wyvern food



(soft and hard vore, digestion)



It was a pretty cold winter day and

Kel

was happy to see his comfy cave up ahead in the snowy landscape. No matter how hard the weather tried to ruin his day or outright kill him, he could always look ahead to a lovely time in his very unique dwelling. Dr

Just

digesty

things



(make a guess)



The man struggles fiercely, trying to force away the

goopy

mess and the constricting mass of undigested bones and feathers he was entangled in ever since being expelled into the scaly beast’s stomach. He t

A fatal misjudgement



(Soft

vore

, implicit and explicit digestion)


A young megalodon was cruising along at idle speed, enjoying the peace and calm of the deep ocean which he habitually ruled. She had been stalking a pod of dolphins over the last month, seeing to their numbers steadily dwindling while her belly was kept busy and he

+-

Mers

are only fish too



(

vore

, blood, digestion, disposal(marked))






The redheaded merman was just relaxing on the surface, skylarking and telling himself how nice a day it was. He might have been right u

Mia and Malunir’s dragons



(

vore

, smut, digestion)



It had been a while, a couple of years actually, since Mia had set foot on her serpentine friend’s curious planet. Her job had taken a hold of her and prevented her from even entering his sector for seemingly ages and every time she tried to convince h

Uvuzi goes grocery shopping



It was a normal morning in Greyston as pair of kobolds entered their mistress’s chambers, one pulling back the curtains and allowing the spring sun to illuminate the room, the second holding a tray with a large glass and a carafe of water

. Uvuzi groaned and wiggled as the bright sunshine hit her sleepy face, her protest not lasting too long as she knew what day it was. W

Croc
vore: Revenge of the hand bag
(vore,
digestion)
Through
the warm, murky water of a river mouth glided a large shadowy
silhouette. It belonged to the place’s owner so to speak, a large
crocodile. Like most of the time when he was not basking in the sun,
he was swimming around, with his stomach yearning to be filled. While
being the apex predator of his habitat sure was an enjoyable status
with many privileges, it also meant that suitable food had to come in
large quantities and at least de

Planetary
exploration 3
Happy
and light hearted, Silent stepped out of his reformation device
realising that the shark queen had only taken about two hours to
fully digest him, after looking at the clock conveniently placed
opposite of his life saving device. He went out of his ship with a
fresh bottle of water and cleaned a mud eel which he joyfully slurped
down as his dinner before playing a few rounds of “bug baseball”
with his frog friend, who gladly snatched up and gulped down all the
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Planetary
exploration 2
When
Silent Hunter woke up the next day, he noticed a pleasant absence of
early morning bathroom emergencies. Obviously his organism was better
adapted to snake ejaculate than whatever substance or bacteria in or
on his last meal had given him a raging diarrhea. When he exited his
ship en route to Malunir, he was greeted by a buzzing swarm of
smaller insects. Slightly annoyed he checked up on the hideout he had
built for the frog which has seemed to have abandoned him. Si

Planetary
exploration
Silent
had been sent to a small remote planet by a large mining company in
order to determine if it was safe to build and operate outposts
there. The planet itself was basically one giant jungle, covered all
around either with trees, plants or swamps. The only exceptions were
a few little oceans which rather resembled salty lakes. While the pay
was not shabby, the vanguard did not accept the contract for his
personal gain or because he thought that extracting minerals and
n