Spring '09 Vore Project: The Gift of Fox
Slick grease and pre dripping down his chin and onto shizari's bellyfur as he steadily finished the first morsel of the grand buffet shizari was going to offer.
Alien's Encounter (Vore Story)
The slimy carpet underneath him undulated and moved around for a few moments to taste the little morsel that had been dropped onto it before the incisors in front clamped shut, locking the alien's little snack inside of a moist, dark cavern.
A Daring 'Rescue'
He had no desire to chew the human, but the tiny scratch was enough to add a pleasurable tang to his already delicious morsel.
Backroom Deals
He had cleaned her lower half of the savory morsels already, thankfully. trevor applied the lube to himself and was surprised to find it warm.
The Hunger of the Seas
The dragon's gooey strands of drool webbed from the roof of that mouth to the surface of that sizeable tongue, eager to slather a morsel in slimy lubrication to ease their passage into that throat.
Guest of the sea - Chapter 1
“hey, fancy a delicious morsel of this stuff?” she told him with a subtle smile, offering to his snout the morsel she had previously taken from his hand as a way to apologize.
Shenzi the Voracious
A wicked smile formed on the predatory face, revealing to her onlookers the blood-covered, wide-eyed morsel pierced with her meat-seperating fangs. the meerkat slowly realized that he was not dead, but instead in immense agony.
Feeding the Queen
Later he would take to feeding her a good portion from his own plate, picking up morsels with his beak and delivering it to her own, her eyes half-closed in bliss, her beak half-open and ready to receive.
An Early Mother's Day Special Part 2
When he looked up, he almost wished he hadn't: deborah had long negated the missing morsel and was currently picking off noodles from the top of her breasts.
The Scavenger-King
The lions had made a decent morsel, perhaps. but the new king of the jungle still needed a proper meal.
Patreon Story - The Best Worst Valentine
Each morsel, he fed to me by hand. i'd never felt so humiliated, nor so terrified. "thirty hours...?" i asked. "thirty hours," he echoed with a nod, "happy valentines day." i felt suddenly very sick. "it was mark, wasn't it, he..."
The Wrong Shortcut
"shut up, you little morsel." "morsel?" mavi yipped. "you must be insane if you think you get to eat me, fucking psycho!"