A Meal Fit For a Scourge
Contains post-vore and implied digestion. scourge, dressed for the occasion and sat back on his throne, smirked down at the bloated belly that was propped on top of his knees.
The Foxfire Special
**The Foxfire Special** The Delphox grinned to himself as he moved between the tables, clearing the plates from them and stacking them up so he could wash them later. It was almost the end of the day and the restaurant was practically empty, though...
You Get What You Pay For
It was a steamy mid-summer's night in the big city, close to the witching hour. Streetlights provided much of the illumination cast here and there, leaving pockets of shadow for unsavory characters to dwell and cower within, waiting to strike at just...
Meeting Cain Carson
It was way, way too easy. Not that I'm complaining, of course - I love easy. Low effort, high reward is the best way to go! I'm always on the prowl when I visit a party whether I planned on making a catch or not, and our eyes caught fairly early on....
The Party That Disappeared - Part 1 (Vore Story)
14 Bettencourt Place. An address known to host the wildest, sickest parties this side of the Mississippi. Every week, too! Legends had been born out of the kinds of crazy shit that happened at Bettencourt. This, perhaps, is the most famous one, though....
Scoring the Professional
Cain was back at the gym, slightly flaunting against his own rules as he worked off his latest Hunt when he noticed a rare visitor... One of the professional battlers on the local second-division team. Wouldn't that be a nice notch in his belt of...
On Hunting
I guess when you stop to think about it, being a Hunter is really weird. And kinda evil. But it feels like such a natural part of you that you don't ever really stop to think about it. Besides, I'm a Dark-type, being slightly evil comes...
Gulping Gryphons
The humid rain was bad, but the wet, marshy ground was worse. Shale's wide feline paws weren't made for mud, the snow-leopard gryphon sinking into the muck with every step. His feathers were wet, his fur was soaked, and his legs and paws were matted...
Thanksgiving Smacks [Sketch]
All these swirling scents and intoxicating aromas... it was no surprise that Smack found himself crawling between and among the plates piled high with food fresh out of the oven and off the stove, huge piles of brined and basted meat, bowls of...
CFS 2: Wolf Elixir
"Wolf Elixir? What the hell is this THING!? Zdar, I'm not drinking this vile concoction. There's no way this isn't going to poison me or harm me." The wolf said. The flask reflected his flowing blue mane, orange fur, and sharp yellow eyes while he...
Delivering More Than Expected
Delivering More Than Expected By Bianchi Esquire Towers. 77 floors of the most opulent, luxurious condos of such fame and expense, only members of the most upper, flakiest, melt-in-your-mouth crust could afford them. And on the 76th floor (a...
Nalkhan and the Unexpected Dinner
This is a new story I wrote about a few weeks ago. I haven't written in about a decade but for some reason I got inspired. Unless otherwise state none of my stories have any relation to each other. The characters may be the same but they might not...