In a world where prolific humans form the vast majority and anthros a dangerous, privileged minority of the population, the pecking order is clear. The low numbers of anthros make vore a common, though not daily occurrence in most humans' lives. But when several anthros gather for a hunt, the chances of getting away unchurned decrease rapidly. Kayla, a young, pretty woman in her early twenties with an impressive chest size is about to experience this first hand during her family's garden party.

After way too long, this is another roleplaying log of mine. I left the text mostly as it was initially written, with only minor corrections here and there. Thanks again to Kayla's player for the fun time.


Fair warning, as the tag is a bit more exotic: There is one pregnant prey in the story. The character shows up only briefly on the sidelines, but still. If that irks you, maybe skip the read.
There is also some crude language used near the end of the story.

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