Rosie In the Middle
Her maw opened, tiny strings of drool already spreading like thin, glistening webs across her tongue as she closed her eyes and awaited her morsel.
The Best Roommate
After a few more seconds spent eagerly chewing on the delicious morsel he tried again with somewhat greater success. "you..." he gestured eagerly towards the squirrel. "you're the best!"
Sushi Lunch
Entire plates of the stuff vanished in an instant as she plucked each morsel from the conveyor belt, and the massive influx of calories having a dramatic impact on her figure.
A Night with Prancer
Thus without much consideration of the consequences he proceeded onward and upward, devouring morsel after sizeable morsel without the slightest diminishing of his appetite even as the number of chocolates vanishing down his throat rapidly increased as he
Kelly's Story
Thrilling in the feel of his calloused hands over her abdomen and breast, when his lips met hers she passed the erotic sea-flavored morsel to him and his tongue touched hers in a long passionate kiss.
The First of Many
She was hungry, and only the grey furred morsel before her could sate her. "do you ever wonder what it would feel like to give yourself to a big, _hungry_ predator?"
A Mouthwatering Tribute
And far be it from the mighty korthos, guardian of the passala jungle, to refuse such a tasty little morsel who willingly came to sacrifice himself to the beast. here's the third story in my batch of sacrifice-themed ychs!
Spooktober—October 2021 #1 (Supernatural Horror)
Under the sheets, his toes were still gnarled like the talons of a bird of prey swooping in for a tasty, furry morsel.
The cruel path of survival. (Flexible infection homage)
Little morsel?" the beast asked, receiving no reply from stuart, the creatures grin widened, "this will be fun!"
Dark Obsession
A group of seven people were scooped up at once after manasa's powerful jaws, too large for their pitiful sizes, quite simply bit down and uprooted the very ground, morsels, dirt, roots, everything.
The Hungry Lion
Teasing and taunting his little morsels before he ate them for dinner. as lucien found himself closing his eyes and biting that gag, he no sooner was sipping the reddest of wines from a silver goblet.
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..."