Betrayal (prey POV CV short/unwilling/fatal/rough digestion)
The sweltering heat and constant fight against waves of thick, cloying spunk as the walls continuously contracted, had already left me worn out and disoriented, feeling like i was being basted as i was forced to clear my mouth and gulp down what heavy air
Half-time Entertainment.
_ah well – it's not like i haven't been forced to before._ two other fluids entered the canine at the same time. in his mouth the acrid taste blended into the sweet mandarin flavour of another dose of aphrodisiac.
The Unwilling Champion (Preview)
The Pokémon Master, a title any Pokémon trainer wanted to have, a title that showed that years of training and dedication to one's end goal; could happen. Trainers picking six Pokémon to bring with them,...
Junkies
For their positioning though, he was forced to step back, away from the brown, who looked aside with a growl, as alpha eyed the last of the group. the grey-furred bun's length firm, and just by looking, he knew the challenge was his.
A quick snack~ (by me)
Felt a bit inspired to write some vore, hope you enjoy~ \*\*warning\*\* contains: unwilling prey, fatal, soft oral vore, digestion, and disposal. "this is my story! not yours! mmmein!!!"
Chaotic morning
"y-you forced me to hold onto your cock that's not fair!" i growl and push against his fingers. "yeah, but i didn't force you to keep holding on until you almost got 'lost'" he says rolling onto his ass and opening his night stand drawer.
Deervourer!
His cries of surprise were muffled as devourer pushed his head down, his lips stretching to engulf the man’s shoulders, as he forced them to their knees. the man’s arms flailed as devourer’s mouth slipped further down, pinning their arms to their sides.
Silenced (Vore Story)
The bird had obtained access to the deeper parts of this facility through methods ranging from subterfuge, to espionage, and even brute force, but she had managed to access this terminal without (to her knowledge) alerting any other guards or personnel around
Going Up. Going Down.
He tossed and fought his friend's grip, trying to force dev to lose his handle just long enough to escape. at first it seemed to be working. his head began to slide back out. but things went downhill when dev changed things around.
Embra's First Match
Flames climbed the tree and set fire to the leaves, forcing arcy to sprint out from behind her cover.
His New Moon [Chinese Dragon TF]
His words are fragmented, as if he was being choked of air and only able to force out short bursts. "wants me to... replace him. says-- day has been too long. balance nee-- restored!" "who is he?"
When We're Older
His knees were forced under his chin, and his arms were trapped ineffectually by his side. he writhed slightly, desperate for any kind of escape, but he could barely string together a coherent thought of what to do next.