Ruffling Some Feathers (vore story)
Contains: non-fatal size difference oral vore, willing feral male owl pred, semi-willing feral male snake prey.
Slumming in Predator's alley
_'gods this was hot... forcing the mighty bruin to service his pleasure, and the big pred was getting into it.'_ "yer liking that aren't ya... i can tell yer loving being my cum slut."
First time topping... Sex Games can be dangerous if ya don't know what your doing... or does he know exactly?
The stallion grabs the former dom pred... now emasculated slut sub, and sniffs at the air. "are you cooking something?" he asks then realizes, that he was infact cooking something.
Settling Down
"looks like its got a ton of preds... you like preds i know." "i do like putting my meat, into a nice big meat eater." the stag admitted slyly, running one finger tip over the wolf's soft furry lip's. "hahah... oh i know that only to well!"
Glistening Fangs
Old poem about a prey who fell pretty head over heels for their pred lover. vore doesn't exactly happen but it's pretty clear it's going to at some point and there's plenty of lines about vore.
Not willing enough
Of course he couldn't know if the rodent maybe came on his trip down, though it was clear that the highest priority in this act was to satisfy the pred.
Take Two... Vorlan... Charn's son get a second visit from the big stud who pounded him last time...
"different huh... little pred wanta eat me up is that it?" the big stallion teased as he stroked the young tigers head playfully. the young handsome pred scowls, blushing hotly as the older horse calls his bluff immediately.
Never Too Late (vore story)
Contains: non-fatal same size cock vore, asleep anthro male horse pred, willing anthro female aardwolf prey, masturbation, fellatio, alcohol.
Creative Unwrapping
Gotta love it when the pred's body recognizes you and keeps you safe even when the pred is consciously unaware ???? this was written as a reward for the $15 and $25 tiers on my patreon!
The Lab
"we're preds remember? we're supposed to be able to predict your movements." he smiles and picks me up this time by my body. "here hand her over." phobos says happily. "here you go." deimos say dropping me into phobos's paw.
Survival Of The Fittest
It seemed like a waste of time for the pampered pred. studying her urgency and recklessness in her search revealed a major key... _grrrrrrrn! glug!
Vore Month 08/11 - Chug Chug Chug Chug
Your pred was william, a massive bull twice your size and quarterback on the football team. you'd had a crush on him since joining the frat, you'd even seen him nude around the dorms but were too shy about asking for some private time.