Female Friendship (FNAF Mangle Vore Story)
Female Friendship ~By: RedNastyFox and VetorHuskySamuria Dec 13, 2015 Mangle saves her friend Toy Chica from old Chica's belly and eats the predator to make sure her pal will stay safe. ...
Alt-Zain's side story
He squeezed her tightly, and made a little moan, apparently really getting off on that and the ensuing painful grunt from the furry prey. "a few days? what the hell's that supposed to mean?!"
Law of the Jungle (Jaguar Vore Story)
A handsome mouse boy decided to become an Indiana Jones style adventurer. Too bad he was too appetizing for a hungry jaguar to pass by... Please be advised the story contains the following: male anthro jaguar pred, unwilling male anthro mouse...
Good morning
Before noma could protest, the chameleon's tongue shoot out with incredible speed, along perfect aim to slam right onto the lynxcoon's body, the thick drool sticking the furry prey to the broad surface, leaving noma yelping when it reeled back in just
The greedy lioness (lioness/hyena UB, vore(
When she stood her gut dragged the ground, swollen with nearly her own weight in furry prey.
Wolf Salad
**Wolf Salad** _By ilbv and frank\_naltu_ Frank was walking through the forest looking for a nice place to chill. He sighed and leaned against a tree. He pulled a book out and started reading. Meanwhile, the giant ilbv rolled over in his bed. His...
Week End (Week Off Epilogue)
He flexed his coils and tightened them around his furry prey. "no using your hands now." fiz eagerly set to work on the opening which was now oozing with fluids.
The Lost of the Marshes – Bonus: Quince's Fantasy
And a willing one, at that, with his rumbling encouragement throughout - unlike the squirmier furry prey being lowered into the esophagus. a few more hazy gulps, and suu's claws entered the back of their mouth.
Service
A revelation, both cryptic and unsettling, spilled from the creature's lips, an elucidation of the furry prey's destiny meticulously shaped by unseen hands. "you were trained for this day.
Shattered Shards: Tempest's Texts
She felt the urge to hunt, to kill, to bat around small, furry prey before sinking her teeth into them. her senses seemed to sharpen as the sounds and smells of the jungle faded away. she took a deep breath and felt much calmer.
One Hungry Doetaur
A series of bubbles and churns given off by her once furry prey was all that responded. chuckling, the doetaur released her hold on her gut and let it sag and wobble with the force of gravity.