The enormous plant bent as much as it could, which was still not a lot, plush plantlips slightly open, beckoning. I was now oblivious to the flowery aroma of the garden facility, focused only on the hand my arm extended towards that opening.
I knew it probably wasn’t ready. It was big enough to fit two creatures five times my size, one at a time, but still didn’t have the necessary suction power or appendages to deliver prey into that digestive chamber. But I brushed my fingers against the

“Good morning,” I said to the first hybrid up this morning. She was one of the lamias, we apparently had a lot of those in this lab compared to other labs. I gave her the daily pill for preventing genetic breakdown and thought to myself, how much easier will my routine be after Mrs. Predge’s lab makes a permanently stabilizing solution?
Although I had to admit, this was easier than having to finish high school and go to college before getting a job. Plus, I got to hang with man

She didn’t know why she kept running, but she knew she couldn’t stop.
“Shh—I see one now.”
Ivan held up a hand.
Kessie—his girlfriend, adventurous in more ways than one—froze in her tracks, peering through the underbrush.
While bunny-girls have many times less sensitive hearing than rabbits, Ivan recalled, they still have better than the average human. The ambient wildlife and dim light filtering through the trees helped the duo to be much more stealthy,

(Ten years earlier…)
“How are you, Miss Predge?”
The young woman waved at him. “Well enough. But don’t call me that. I’m head of the company now, remember, Caimjhan?”
The man by the name of Caimjhan bowed. “My apologies. I still haven’t gotten used to the… concept, I should say, in the few hours since your father passed.”
“See to it that you do… and on that topic, he’s nearly gone. I think I’d like anoth

Kate, a college freshman, relaxed in the park nearest her home with a gloriously engrossing mystery novel.
Out of the blue, a cat brushed against her leg, flicking its tail against her before meowing and brushing the other way. 
Startled by the interruption, Kate looked at the time and noticed the daylight waning. She recalled the recent news reports of high schoolers going missing at a surprising rate in the neighborhood. Now that she thought about it, she’s heard mention of the numb

Hidden Gluck
By NightRoller
“Aww, don’t cry—you just stepped in the wrong place at the wrong time.”
Jena cradled the cute little senior she’d caught walking around moments ago, stroking her head through the stomach membrane as she felt students and teachers walk on her, unaware of the mimic below. This was the third delicious victim to Jena’s mimicry of a sidewalk, nestled along the perimeter of the high school grounds.
Why a sidewalk? Jena prepared herself fo

(Note: Story presumes a female protagonist)
You’ve gone pretty far already into the plains and woodlands of the mysterious world. You’d woken up naked and alone in a world where unclothed was the norm, but eventually found companionship in the arms of a hung catboy, a plump mouseboy, and a built wolfboy. You have tried (and often succeeded in) eating other denizens of the world, growing stronger in the process, and have experimented with having your companions eat others. You’v

“Go on in,” the guard said for the third time. “Your final warning. There are deaths more painful than digestion.”
I gulped, swallowing down my protests. I mustered up my courage to enter (which wasn’t hard when the lamia guard was staring daggers at my back). Taking a deep breath, I opened the door.
As I entered the long hallway leading to the room where I would be eaten, I thought of how, just yesterday morning, I’d still had my life stretching out before me

Pounding at the door.
I’d been left alone by my parents when they went on a business trip for the day, specifically instructing not to disturb them. They hadn’t told me we’d have any visitors. And we lived in the country, so unexpected visits to the Shortstone house were rare.
I, Aiden Shortstone, crept like a ninja to the window, feeling like I had an important mission: to assess the danger to the house.
If they were a burglar or serial killer, I knew where our crowbar was in

(Note: Story presumes a male or futa protagonist)
You’ve gone pretty far already into the plains and woodlands of the mysterious world. You’d woken up naked and alone in a world where unclothed was the norm, but eventually found companionship in the arms of a perky catgirl, a curvy mousegirl, and a voluptuous wolfgirl. You have tried (and often succeeded in) eating other denizens of the world, growing stronger in the process, and have experimented with having your companions eat othe

Pounding at the door.
I’d been left alone by my parents when they went on a business trip for the day, specifically instructing not to disturb them. They hadn’t told me we’d have any visitors. And we lived in the country, so unexpected visits were rare.
I crept like a ninja to the window, feeling like I had an important mission: to assess the danger to the house.
If they were a burglar or serial killer, I knew where our crowbar was in our garage. And I could easily drop it from

Andre was tired. He trudged back to the small building, barely raising his awareness sufficiently to make sure he wasn’t being followed by any dangerous monstergirls. He only gave a passing glance at a group of butterflygirls flitting about one of the large blooms of the forest, the kind of passive hybrid he had passed dozens of times without any sign of aggression. His thoughts were instead on one of his colleagues indoors, a certain Sarin who he had begun developing feelings towards. His

Frighteningly Enticing
A Frog’s Feminine Feast
In some ways this story is definitely good, in others I’m not so sure. I wanted a decent quality story that shows my experience, yet that I could write out quickly. Let me know what you think of it if you have a moment.
I wrote that description^^^ before I wrote more than the outline. I’m most of the way through as I append this to the description I’ll have, but it definitely is taking me more than a night or two to finish th

Formerly “I’m not dead!” on D.A.

“Come on already! When are you going to let me do it?!”

Thomas didn't turn his eyes from the TV screen in front of him to acknowledge her.

“You know it's the greatest euphoria you'll ever experience…” Yasha said persuasively, with a taunting lick for effect.

Thomas ignored the lamia, opting instead to focus his conc

“Ugh! Just stop fighting already!” Hanua stomped to her bedroom, threw off her bathrobe, and collapsed onto her bed on her back, covering her head with her pillow.
She’d drowned out the sound of her parents in their nightly argument with her shower for a while, but this time they were still at it when she came out. She wished she could go back in and continue running the water, but her parents strictly forbade it, due to some high water cost or other. And she couldn’t jus

(Written from the point of view of a piece of chocolate)
It was the big night. I’d overheard the family that bought the package I’d resided in say that this was what we were bought for.
I couldn’t see any of them, of course. But my hearing, despite the wrapper bound around me, had grown quite acute after being unable to see for most of my life.
If only I could speak. But no, like the rest of the candy I’d heard myself poured with, I was forced to be a blind observer to wh

I walked out to the lake. It was early in the evening, and the setting sun painted red and orange hues on the horizon. It looked like mini-fireworks were going off, bombarding the clouds with color.
It mattered little to me.
I was going to try it.
I took my small rowboat’s anchor and put it into the boat, then went out to where I knew from previous measurements that the lake was deep enough for it to be a habitat.
I anchored the boat, feeling my tiny vessel rock with the shift in weight.
I

I was ready.
I’d told my boyfriend that I’d wanted to do this, and while he didn’t like the idea, he agreed that if this was what I really wanted, then he couldn’t really stop me at this point.
I did want this.
And I had everything prepared.
But did I really want this?
No, I can’t back down now.
I’d gone through too much work to get this arranged.
First had been the preparations. I’d had to make two rooms for my snake, one for feeding and one for normal