Customer service
“Yes. Send them in.”
Michael hadn't pursued this position. He inherited it. And right about now he was wishing the prior holder of the position had agreed to keep it. Of course given the incredible headaches that come with the job, he understood why she left. The company was one of those ridiculous conglomerates that sold and manufactured everything from baby powder to nuclear reactors. His job was dealing with “complex customer service issues.” Basical

Hickey challenge
The video began with an extreme close-up of a woman with a mischievous grin on her face.
“Hey. Today we're doing the Hickey Challenge, where you give someone a big ol’ hickey. Only I'm going to up the ante by using this handheld vacuum cleaner. My roommate is napping right now, so he'll never see it coming.”
She carefully turned the knob and paced into the room. It was slightly cluttered, but the most relevant thing the handheld camera revealed was the fact th

Internet Challenges
Sword Swallower Challenge
A shaky handheld phone video begins. There are two college age girls in swimsuits, one in a two piece bikini, the other in a swimsuit more similar to what one would expect from a swim team, a one piece.
“Hey, everybody, I'm Maggie GCG and this is Flexia05 and today we're going to do the sword swallower challenge!”
She grabbed a step ladder from off screen and plunked a bottle of vegetable oil on top.
“We were challenged by the Phi P

Voretober 2024
Space
“I’ve developed a brand new technique!” she said.
“Technique for what?” he asked.
“A few minutes ago I swallowed a portal generator. So now all I need is this remote for it and this funnel. After that, it’s all about timing.”
“Since when do you have a portal generator? And why did you swallow it? You aren’t making any sen–”
“Now I’ll set the exit portal’s coordinates to deep space. Then

MSK Bloopers
A zany and slightly cringe intro video plays, showcasing various animated people slipping into and out of each other in physics defying ways. It concludes with a full screen splash of a logo: Mad Science Kink. The logo wipes away to reveal a pleasant and exceptionally energetic young woman on a set that has been mocked up to look like something between a mad scientist’s laboratory and a dominatrix’s dungeon.
“Hello, and welcome to another installment of Mad Science

A and B Toon Paint
A and B sorted through their paints, both a bit giggly and blushy. The girls had been trying to come up with a properly creative–or at least personal–art project to do together. They wanted something that only THEY could do, something that would utilize their skills and talent and creativity and most importantly would do so together. It was A who came up with the idea of doing body painting. They would paint each other’s bodies, then use those bodies to press

Teacher crush
She had to act quickly. A moment like this doesn't come along every day. Ms. Hendrix was right there, sunning herself on the beach. She was a gorgeous, coffee dash-skinned Latina, maybe 35 and wearing every one of those years as elegantly and sensually as anyone ever had. Ms. Hendrix was, no doubt, the most potent crush of many a boy and the lesbian//bi-sexual awakening for many a girl–this girl included. When she left for college, she thought she’d never see the teache

I’d never visited this coffee shop before, but I instantly wished I’d been visiting daily, because the clientele was exceptional. To be fair, it was just one woman, but I’d never felt so immediately and intensely attracted to someone in my life. Until now, I wouldn’t have said I’d felt a strong attraction to other women, but something about her mind, her aura, was captivating. Somehow, just sitting there gazing idly into the middle distance she captured my attention

He gazed down at her. She was perfect. Everything he could want in a woman. A dynamite figure, curves like something a horny teen would doodle. She was funny, Smart. Sensual. She was into all of the same kinks he was into. There was just one tiny thing she wasn’t.

His wife.

The woman he’d spent so many wonderful, kinky evenings with was the wife of his next door neighbor. The poor fool had no idea what a freak in the sack his wife re

It Was Her Idea


I really hadn’t expected to be spending my wife’s birthday like
this
. We’d always made it a point to spend my birthday doing something that appealed to my kinks. And every time I’d indulged myself with the full intention of doing the same for my wife on
her
birthday. But each year she would get cold feet and just give me a blowjob. Her reasoning ea

Another Quick One


I felt the gentle, rolling pressure first. It was warm, but not uncomfortable. Strong, but not punishing. It pulled at me. Greedy. Insistent. I’d been asleep, and I was just beginning to pull together my thoughts into full wakefulness. Another greedy tug. I slid against the sheets, my head slipping into the darkness beneath the sheets. I clumsily reached down, trying to find where the pressure ended, somewhere at my waist. I found

Suck


I’d heard such good things about the spa, so when it came time for me to give a proper gift–our anniversary in this case–I knew I had to treat her to a session. I’d fully expected it to break the bank, but it was incredibly affordable. It was actually making me nervous. I’d sort of been counting on this being a truly luxury experience. They were only charging $40 for the “standard” experience. I’d thus

Night Nom


He cuddled beside her and smiled. Though they'd been dating for months, this was the first time they'd shared the same bed. For reasons she never felt comfortable sharing, she'd always been skittish about sleeping together. Not sex. She was ready, willing, and able to indulge in some of the most vigorous, kinky stuff he'd ever experienced. The woman just didn't want to be unconscious beside him. But over the course of the last few weeks, he'd s

Billing Department





Wendy paced along the hallway of the strange new building in town. Another vixen would have felt under dressed in her outfit. A skin-tight red rubber bodysuit wasn’t exactly standard attire for what seemed like a standard (albeit rather empty) office building. But Wendy didn’t mind if people stared. She liked her outfit and she was determined to wear it wherever she pleased.

Waning Will Power




Maye trudged through the door and threw down her bag on the love seat. It had been another long day. It seemed long days were the only sort she ever had. She thought being one of only two witches in town, and the only one who offered her services to the public, would be fun. Half the people coming through the door wouldn’t believe she actually

knew

Annie and Bea Vignettes




The Technique




“

I can’t believe I’m doing this...”




Annie was stressed beyond belief. Day in, day out, a horribly stressful job. Long hours. No relief. Back home, her roommate tried to do everything she c

Reality Show ShortHe glanced up. It felt strange to be nude in front of so many people. It felt stranger still to be glistening with whatever lube they'd coated him with. Most of all, it felt weird to be looking up at his girlfriend's bare bottom. Before he agreed to be on this reality show, she'd been six inches shorter than him. Now he was half her height. Or maybe she was twice his? He supposed it didn't really matter. The important thing was her plump cheeks were inches above his upturned fa

Variations on a theme: Gotta hide the evidence




He huffed and puffed. Jogging was

so

hard. But his girlfriend was on his case to lose a few pounds so he’d been doing his best to keep a good exercise regimen going. All things considered, that wasn’t

too

hard. The hard part was eati

PINK MASSAGE“Are you ready for it?” he asked.“I… I think so…” she murmured, a blush on her cheeks.He leaned closer. “I need you to be sure.”She bit her lip and nodded.“Good. Then we’ll begin. Lay back.”It was all she could do to suppress a giddy giggle as she started to strip. She’d been dreaming of this for ages. Longer than she realized. Shaky fingers unzipped her dress and let it flop to the floor. She wouldn’t be needing it anymore. Little fluttery anxieties buzzed

Toon Llama DivaThe llama diva walked in circles around her latest model, hoof cradling her chin as she considered the new client’s form. In the seemingly inexhaustible spectrum of toon archetypes, she was the “fashion icon” type. Elegant, inspired, intense. She peered through her fashionable angled sunglasses and measured the figure of her model, formulating what sort of outfit would perfectly accentuate it.“A narrow waist. And slender shoulders,” she murmured.“Narrow waist, slen

Elasto Repeat"So... you... Uh... You stretch everywhere?" Strongfella said."Yep," said Elasto-las.The pair were waiting in the alley beside the police station, waiting for some crime to fight. Things had been slow lately, so they tended to spend hours waiting and getting progressively more bored."Even your... you know..." he said."Yes," she said. "It's part of me, and I stretch.""Okay, so... how much control do you have over it?""Complete control.""Could you... Do tricks?"She narrowed her eyes.

Side Kink VingettesWeird Non-Vore Side Kinks. Let's just make these all featuring random characters, we'll name them Susan and Karen for the sake of not naming them 1 and 2.V1Susan opened her eyes slugishly. Her memory was fuzzy. The last thing she remembered was testing the new formulat. The room around her was dim, like the light was filtering through a heavy cloth. She tried to stand, but found a thick shroud had been thrown over her. She crawled forward, toward the brightest light, and final

More Scene Fragments I found. They were mostly non-vore, but I slapped a super quick vore ending on each one to suit the site.---Science One“Oh wow! You finally got the portals to work!” said [A].“Yeah! And it’s totally safe, see?”[B] tapped a button, the wall ahead flickered and where once was a solid wall was what looked like a window to a glass-walled room. She stuck her hand through and waved it, then pulled it back.“Want to be the first person ever to be transported through a po

Dragon OneDean flopped on the couch after a long, hard day. He was looking forward to spending the evening unwinding with his girlfriend. It was a little strange that she wasn’t home before him. As though she heard him thinking that, there was a heavy thump on the bedroom door.“Sweetie?” came her voice, a bit louder and huskier than he was accustomed to. “Are you home?”“Yeah! Were you in there the whole time?” he said.“Yes.”“Why didn’t you come out when you heard me come in

Reblogs 2: Stuff you’ve read if you’ve read my blogs.---Poking, for Science"Look, we won't know unless we try," she said."Yes we will know if we don't try, because it's impossible," he said."It's for science!""Human beings are solid! You can't just 'poke parts of them inside like the sleeves of a shirt.'""But maybe you can!""You absolutely can't do it and nothing will convince me otherwise."She placed her hands on her hips and pouted, then mischievously grinned and grabbed his arm."I

RL – Ball Pit“Sonia B., come on down! You are the next contestant on…”“Ball Pit!” the audience cheered.A somewhat mousy brunette gasped and stood up from her seat in the crowd. She hurred down the steps toward the stage. The theater was a circle of audience seating centered on the titular ball pit. There was no telling how deep it was, you couldn’t really see to the bottom thanks to how many other contestants had tried and failed to take the big prize this season. It was po

These are things originally posted in my blog. Some might have been posted already. I’m not sure, because I did this late at night when brain not good working.Casual Consumption Spell"I just don't understand this spell," she murmured, flipping through the spell book.The nice thing about magic was that anyone who got their hands on a spell book could cast it. All it took was knowledge. The bad thing about magic was that BECAUSE of that, spell books were ruinously expensive. Most people trea

What follows is more, slightly updated, stories from my high school notebook. More assorted kinks, mostly non-vore. And more of the mysterious Miss Hendrix, teacher who launched a hundred demented fantasies. Her name spelling seems to vary, which is probably just as well. There are a LOT more of these. Like thirty of them, in various lengths, showcasing assorted kinks which often linger to this day but occasionally remind me of just how pervy I was back then. And also how impatient I was to get

Tah-Dah–Glitz wiped a bit of sweat off her face. And took a bow. The show had been going great. When both Gary and Glamor had fallen ill before showtime, she'd been a bit nervous about taking over the show. She'd never been a solo act. But against her expectations, things were going exceedingly well. After the initial disappointment of having only one third of the featured act on stage, she'd won the audience back. In part, she suspected, this was due to the saucier than average act she wa

Street Show –Marcy was marching down the street. It was the annual street faire, and she always looked forward to it. There were all sorts of stalls selling delicious food, and performers of all kinds showing off their talents.One performer in particular caught her eye. She was wearing a very tight leotard that perfectly presented her gorgeous curves. Given the significant bonus Marcy herself had between her legs, it was difficult to hide her arousal as she watched the performer juggling t

More Bad Social DistancingThe internet had gone down, and having chosen to cancel cable television, that left them with precious little in the way of entertainment options. After their last little experiment, both of them had a pretty good idea how this evening would go, but for the sake of the social contract they decided to pretend they were going to do something more acceptable like reading.The night air had gotten surprisingly chilly. It was a rare treat during the summer, so they’d de

Bad Social DistancingThey'd been locked up together for the last few weeks. There wasn't anything strange about that, these days. Lots of people were locked up together. But they were roommates in an apartment that really wasn't meant for more than one person. Until now, things had worked fine because he had the day shift at his job and she had the night shift at hers. Now neither of them had any shift. They were practically on top of each other day in day out, and there was no end in sight.Ther

CoyotesThe man and his wife knocked nervously at the door. After a moment, a slot at eye level slid open and someone peered out from inside.“What do you want?” muttered a harsh voice.The man glanced at something scribbled on the palm of his hand. “Johnny says he needs tuna on rye.”The slot shut, the door opened, and the pair were pulled through the doorway.“So,” said secretive man from the door after it was shut behind them. “You’re looking to get smuggled across the border.�

High
School Vignettes
What
follows are slightly expanded stories that I found jotted down in an
old notebook from high school. There’s a bunch more of these.
They’re not all vore. Most of them aren’t. I was even more
scattershot in my kinks back then. Hormones and all. While there’s
nothing despicable here, it gets weird, even for me, so you might
want to skip this one. Frankly, I’m a little concerned about my
state of mind back then.
(Also,
don’t ask who Miss Hendricks is.)
Fancy
P

1.
Ring
"Put
it on."
He
was holding up a small plastic ring, just about the right size to
slip on her ring finger.
"You're
not proposing to me, are you? I like you but--"
"No,
I'm not proposing. Do you think I'd propose by saying 'Put it on?'"
"I
don't know. You never struck me as the most socially eloquent--"
"Just
put it on!"
"Fine!"
she muttered, snatching the ring.
She
slipped it on her finger. Aside from a weird little spark of gre

1.
Ring
"Put
it on."
He
was holding up a small plastic ring, just about the right size to
slip on her ring finger.
"You're
not proposing to me, are you? I like you but--"
"No,
I'm not proposing. Do you think I'd propose by saying 'Put it on?'"
"I
don't know. You never struck me as the most socially eloquent--"
"Just
put it on!"
"Fine!"
she muttered, snatching the ring.
She
slipped it on her finger. Aside from a weird little spark of gre

Vore
Vignettes: No Buildup, All Release
What
follows are a bunch of scenes I wrote on my phone during stolen
moments. Lots of times I write these and then use them for the sexy
moments of other stories. These are ones that I don’t recall ever
using in other stories. Note my complex naming system when I’m not
sure what stories these will be used for.
---
Humping
Legs
“Mmm…”
WOMAN purred. “Friction.”
She’d
straddled MAN’s leg, rubbing herself in long, slow strokes. She
arched her

Irresistible
Scent
“Would
you like to sample our new scent, ma’am?”
The
lovely young lady at the cosmetics counter smiled sweetly at a
prospective customer. In truth, the customer probably wasn’t more
than a year or two older, but her training (such as it was) made it
clear that everyone who might buy a product was as ‘sir’ or a
‘ma’am’.
“Oh,
I don’t know,” said the pretty woman she’d cornered. “I’ve
got very sensitive skin, so I really don’t like to try perfumes

Fashion
Vore Vignettes
“Okay,
okay. Let’s get Lena in here,” a man said, before a room full of
executives for the nation’s top fashion company.
A
woman strutted out from a side room. She was stunning, but without a
doubt her most remarkable feature was her legs. Long, lithe, and
sporting an enticing pair of stockings. The legs were so attractive,
one almost didn’t notice that the stockings were the only things
she was wearing.
“She’s
the world’s premier leg model. But she’s don

She
looked up. The goo-girl was enormous. Though she
was
at the top of the cliff, and the goo-girl was at the bottom, the
creature’s sheer size left her face-to-boob. She glanced down
between the translucent orbs, easily larger than human’s whole
body, and smiled. The goo-girl grasped one of her boobs and leaned
forward. She raised the breast up, then slammed it down over the
human. Her body blorped through the goo-girl’s skin and drove her
up into the goo within. It was thick, like gelati

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

Vore
Vignettes: On An Airplane This Time?
My
Mistake.
She
tried to keep quiet, but the man currently nibbling at her clit was
making it very
difficult. The two of them were crammed into the airplane bathroom,
and she was within moments of joining the mile high club.
Just
as she could feel herself slipping over the edge, her sex already
twitching around his skilled tongue, the door to the bathroom
suddenly burst open. If struck the cunniliguist in the back and
shoved him forward. With no room lef

Commercial
Vignettes
Decongestant
Commercial
A
man is in a booth at a diner, clearly waiting for his date. His nose
is red, and he’s sniffling. He sees her coming, and tries to clear
his nose so that he won’t be sniffling through the whole date. He
realizes he has no tissues to blow his nose, so he exhales and gives
one great bit snort. At that moment his date walks up and extends her
hand for a shake.
“Hi,
I’m Donna, you must be—Whoa!”
His
epic snort catches her hand and it slurps i

Vore
Vingnettes - Helping out the Wife
1
- Additional Equipment
"Look,
you know porn doesn't pay like it used to," she said to her
husband as she primped following her shower
"I
told you when you started it wasn't exactly a get rich quick scheme,"
he said, stripping to step in the shower after her.
"Yeah,
yeah. Well, there's a few niche audiences that'll pay top dollar. But
to perform for them, I'll need to be... uh... better equipped."
"Like
how."
"L

The
Last Day of the Circus
It
was a bittersweet day, the last day of the circus. Sure, it had been
seeing declining ticket sales for ages and few expected it to last
much longer, but it was still a sad day when the decision was finally
made. This was particularly true of the human cannon ball. His
specific job skills didn’t have much application elsewhere.
The
one ray of sunshine in the sad day was that, with no worries about
keeping their jobs or having to do repeat performances, the
performe

Vore
vignette 1
He
stirred the warm, bubbling pot. Its contents were thick and unctuous,
resisting the motion of the spoon nicely. When he scooped up a
helping and raised it, the rich contents stretched like mozzarella.
The color, of course was a pleasant and familiar peach color. There
was clearly much more stirring to do. He could still see the freckles
of his girlfriend-turned-supper's skin speckling the surface, and an
intact nipple churned to the surface along with a pair of moaning
lips. H