A
Womans Friend (vore, F/Other, consensual, sexual, soft)
Jessica
had dreamt of getting a dog for years, and now that she had moved out
from her strict and stingy parents house, she could buy one all for
herself. Throwing her deep hazel hair over her shoulder, she entered
the dingy shop, a grimy downtown pet-shop named 'Dante's Pets'. she
immediately strode up to the counter, where a podgy salesman sat
reading his generic porn-magazine.
"Yes?"
he grumbled "you here for the dog?&q

WARNINGS:
Graphic, non-consensual, and dark. Sadistic predator.
Dénouement
His throat opened
achingly, reaching for her, reaching like the outstretched hand of a
lover seeking to take her and drag her into the shadows. Let's go
somewhere where it's a little more... private. And Eva was
powerless, sliding through the dusty archway when - pop! - her
head entered him.
Danny screamed
out. Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh holy fucking...
He threw his head
back. This was the point of no return. The absolute.

WARNINGS:
Non-consensual and dark. This part flirts heavily with hard-vore.
It takes a turn into the twisted and graphic. Also, overtones of a
sexual nature.
Climax
His spine arched.
The thunderclap of insanity struck him, and he was possessed of the
need to do anything - everything - at once. He had her, he had
her. She was in him. He could feel every silken strand of hair,
every dimple in her skin, every toe, every finger... the curve of her
spine, the swell of her breasts. Oh God, she was ins

ACT
I
A troubled
couple question their intimacy. She senses he is distant; he decides
she isn't distant enough...
"...I can't
sleep." Her voice came to him, whisper-soft.
The light winked
on. Mentally, he applauded himself for finding the switch in the dark
on the first try. Even better, he needn't leave his nest of pillows.
But, curiously, it was still very dim. And that was very wrong.
"What is
this?!" He snapped, sitting bolt upright in shock.
"What is
what?"

Prelude
"Once again!
You are not paying attention!" She shouted. "And you're
being selfish. Again." She dragged the back of her hand against
her kiss-swollen mouth. "Stop means stop Danny..." she
droned uselessly, in the tone of a woman all-too familiar with having
to suffer repeat offenses.
His breath
caught.
In the
snap-second he had lost himself to his reverie, she had hit him. Hit
him! That had hurt worst of all. Certainly they were no strangers to
their physica