Secrets of the Fae, Chapter 4: The Morning

A warm touch of morning sunlight stroked my cheek as I stirred beneath my blankets. I sighed and shifted, feeling just so contently warm and satisfied after such a strangely erotic dream. I could still feel a gentle, lustful tingle upon my lap as I...

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The Last Gasp Presents: Taur Snuff volume 2

?Several jackals and hyenas in black leather outfits walk into the plain white playroom of the studio, cameras still rolling as the demon vixen host lounges off to one side. They carefully untie and drag off a limp, dead wolftaur, his muscular body...

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The Last Gasp Presents: Taur snuff, volume 1

?A pair of spotlights shined down upon the center of the empty room, the white walls clean and bright. The floor slopes gently to a drain set in the center of this industrial looking room. A variety of cameras are setup throughout the room, recording...

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Secret of the Fae, Chapter 3: The Transformation

The sweetly delicate sounds of that strange music begin to encircle me as I stopped moving. I just started concentrating upon each note as they called out to me. The enchanting sounds as captivating as they are alien to me while I just awkwardly stand...

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Secrets of the Fae, Chapter 2: The Chase

This was it, I was going to finally do it. Years of dreams and scheming began to pass as I firmly stepped onto the bottom of the fence. Carefully I grasped around the many thorny vines as I started to climb onto the fence and make my first steps...

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Secrets of the Fae. Chapter 1: The Blackberries

As far back as I can remember, there's always been just one strange thing in the house I grew up in. Now I'd always had free roam of the sprawling backyard in our rural American home. No worries to walk up and down the country roads to the nearby...

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Dinner before the show

Normally been skipping these pre-story intros as just doing writing practice. Been wanting to write stories for specific people and take requests, so here's a little bit of both for Omega. Written partly also as a gift for the wonderful Vore Cafe Diner...

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Execution night 4: A bat's final flight.

I grinned in the sunset as the waves of applause washed over me. Fluttering my wings a little as I smiled and bowed to the adoring crowd as they cheered the latest victim's final dance. The heavy stallion's noose creaking in the breeze as he joined the...

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A long, hot night

? I leaned back on the bed, a soft sigh as I tossed the covers off from the hot night. Letting the warm room wash over me as I opened my eyes once more to the darkness of the room. I leaned up a bit, the moonlight from the window casting a silvery...

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Blueberries's snuffie contest 2: chopping

The crowd's murmuring discussions and the delicate japanese music of the orchestra set the tone for the torch-lit center stage of the snuff fair. A dueling contest was soon to begin, and the two nude contestants were stretching and getting ready on...

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Execution night 3: a dragon's response.

?The roar of applause was nearly deafening in my ears as the show ended. My own cheers lost amid the crowd as I watched the sea otter's last struggles leave him swinging quietly in the evening breeze. The setting sun gave his plush cream and brown fur...

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A special showing

? Swirls of cigarette smoke lazily drifted upwards through the dim lights of the club. The clank of dishes being picked up cutting through the dull chatter of the now well stuffed patrons. Predators of all stripes and sizes leaning back in chairs and...

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