All your classmates have already graduated, and when you visit your vixen friend’s house, you’re aiming to follow your human friends into the sewers. But when her mother answers the door instead, and makes you a special offer to graduate as a puddle of fox-cream… How could you turn down her offer for a special, personal, intimate graduation?

This is not one of my usual stories; this is something a bit new to me. This story was co-written with fellow vore writer  wolfSnack. I'd venture to say he actually did most of the writing (you can thank him for how long this thing is)- though I definitely did my fair share. It's very much written in his style, which is only fitting considering its actually a single piece in his much larger Graduation project: a vore-interactive under development where we follow Jamie in his eager quest to finally graduate- the most common passing standard being as a turd passing through a furry backside.

 wolfSnack and I, if I recall correctly, first ran into each other in the comments of my How Not To Become Lunch series, where I'd made a fan out of him. He said he was having trouble writing one of his stories (this one) because it explored themes he wasn't familiar with, and he asked if I wanted to help. I jumped right into the passenger seat, started discussing things and giving suggestions, took the wheel a couple of times, and a "few" thousand words later he had an unbirth story finished and I'd done a new collaboration.

Oh, and let's not forget about  MarkusFreeman320, who's responsible for the nice picture you'll find as part of the story. Not only is he the artist for the Graduation project, but he's actually the original mastermind behind it (also he's hilarious). In fact there's a whole little team working on it, and I'm happy to contribute to it.

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