Mari’s first stop in town was the cobbler’s house. Gaining access to their abode was, in fact, her entire reason for entering town in the first place. The doughy doe girl had been content to skirt along the edges until the delicious scent of a freshly-baked pie had hit her nose. Once contact with the smell had been achieved, Mari simply had no other option than to try to find the source. So she followed the delicious smell wafting through the

    
It was another run-of-the-mill assassination job. Mizuki stood overlooking the relatively small fortress from a nearby hill, standing in the center of a stream that flowed down unto the structure. The diminutive goblin ninja wore her signature skin tight red suit. Her mask, marked with an inverted triangle crossed through once, was affixed firmly to her face. Despite its opacity, Mizuki could see clearly. She took in every nook and cranny of the fortress

“Holy shit, it’s huge…” Amy muttered under her breath. “People always said mine was big, but like… geez…”

“Kehehe! Like it? Why not get a closer look?”

Amy didn’t even wince as the sweltering slab of cock-meat plopped onto her face. From this close, the thing was positively mesmerizing, if not literally so. Greyish cockflesh filled her entire view, and its overpowering musk perm

    
Alice knew she was dreaming. It wasn’t the first time this had happened, but it was always an odd experience nonetheless. She was walking in a deep, vibrant jungle. The sunlight beaming down from above was stained emerald through the leaves of the towering trees. A fragrant breeze, laden with new and exciting scents that Alice had never before smelt, fluttered through the air. The atmosphere was warm and humid, but not overly so. All in all, it was

            Soraka laid down on the plush, cool bed and lost herself in the pleasure she was receiving. Countless hands wandered and danced across her entire body, groping and teasing her soft form and massaging invigorating scented oils into her purple skin. Gleaming hands covered in sweet-smelling tinctures gripped at her breasts, rubbing and squishing the soft globes and teasing the sensitive nipple found at their tips. Gentle hands manip

                Annalise had no idea she was being watched. Completely absorbed in her work, the self-proclaimed alchemist bustled about her makeshift workshop, mortar and pestle in hand. A dash of this, a sprinkle of that—just the perfect amounts for her latest tincture. She mixed, ground, and swirled together all sorts of plants and powders, occasionally stopping to adjust a burner or swirl a colorful mixture fill

Grrglrgllp…
They gooey, messy noises of digestion filled the air as Nil basked in her feat of gluttony. Though she stood a mere 3 feet tall, half a dozen people were gurgling away in her gut, squirming desperately for an escape. Unfortunately for them, the only way out would be through the inky imp’s overeager intestines, ready to churn them down into layer after layer of plush, jiggly blubber.
All in all, it was a very successful night for Nil. Nothing like getting summoned by som

            Tanya had nearly dozed off when her phone buzzed. Groggily, she slapped around on the coffee table for a few moments before her hand finally met the phone. Holding it up to her face, she smacked her lips, squinted, and read the name on the message.
            Eve.
            Instantly, Tanya was awake. Eve had been miss

It was yet another lovely day in the forest, and Zhi had just spent it enjoying everything to the fullest. The birds were chirping, the sun was shining, the wind was gently rustling the leaves. Everything was just perfect, really. And, as soon as she found a place to set up camp, she was sure she would have the perfect night as well. Sitting around a campfire, roasting marshmallows, counting the stars and basking in the coolness of the night. It would be a lie to say she wasn’t looking for

            Nervously, Petey adjusted his tie yet again. He wasn’t exactly used to wearing a suit, but the situation at hand demanded it. He and his date, Mona, were out at the fanciest restaurant in town tonight. Nice suits, posh atmosphere, well-dressed waiters—the works! It was going to be a special night, for sure. So far, they had both placed their orders and were making pleasant small talk. Despite his nervousness (and

            The Lungmen Guard Department operated as one well-oiled machine. Each of its many, many members worked as the interlocking parts of a great contraption. They moved simultaneously and with well-machined efficiency, working to root out and expunge any possible harm that could come to Great Lungmen. Within the LGD, however, was an even more elite unit. The SIU: Special Inspections Unit. If the LGD was as a machine, then surely

Glrsh
Slrsh
Blurgle
Glrp
            “Ugh… I really need that cart right about now…”
            Poppy sighed and pressed a hand into the small of her back. With her free hand, she wiped the sweat from her brow and sighed yet again.
            “What do you think, belly?”
 &nb

            “Uhm, Miu, how exactly is this going to help me again?” Kaede asked while squirming in her seat. The large raygun-esque contraption pointed at her wasn’t exactly inspiring much confidence in the piano-playing blonde.
            “It’ll uhm… help you play the piano better!” Miu returned, giving Kaede an untrustworthy grin before delvi

                The streets were empty, at least. No one to get in her way, bump into her, gawk at her, or do any of the other innumerable things that would piss her off. For that, at least, Sanura was thankful. Scowling, she took a deep drag of her cigarette, swirling the smoke in her mouth for a few moments before exhaling a cloud of fumes up into the air. Her scowl softened somewhat, and she took another puff on her ci

                “M-my lady, please wait! There’s no need for you to go and deal with this yourself! We, your humble servants, are more than capable of disposing of this rabble!”
                Lady Narcissa tapped her fingers on the wooden arm of her seat. Jevons winced, or at least did the best impression he could without a face

            “Aaooumph! Mmm~! Sho good!”
            Takarada jumped in his seat as the gorgeous gyaru he was seated beside slipped her arm beneath his own and pressed her body against his. Despite the relative coolness of the sushi buffet, the middle-aged salaryman was sweating bullets. He watched his companion deftly reach forward with her free arm and pluck another piece of

            Ambrel soared through the air, her mighty broadsword raised high as clouds of flame billowed and churned around her. Below the sea of acrid fumes and flame, the injured dragon roared deafeningly, it’s face shortly emerging from the smoke with serpentine eyes narrowed with hate. As if the world had run short of steam, time seemed to slip into slow-motion. Ambrel tightened her grip upon her blade as the dragon’s ma

“Urgh, my poor feet…” Alice muttered, rounding the turn in the staircase and finally finishing her climb up to the second floor. “I don’t get paid enough for this… Ugh. One more delivery, then I’m finally off the clock…”
            With a sigh, the raven-haired pizza girl started down the hallway, gazing tiredly at the number upon each door she passed. 202, 204, 206… There! Ali

“Look Q’leta, I’m just saying, this has been our fifth attempt today, and we haven’t even gotten Ramuh down to half health!”
“Yeah? Well, so what! We can just keep trying until we beat him! There’s no reason to get all worked up over a few wipes!”
O’raha stamped her foot to the ground and glared at the other Miqo’te.
“It’s been more than a few wipes, Q’leta! It’s been week after week of no progress at all!”

           

“So,

Valrea

! How’d

yeh

enjoy yer first day in Azeroth!”



           

Startled from her gawping and

    
“P-princess Mipha, please wait! I-I’ve reconsidered! I don’t want to d—”


    
“Oulpmh… Glrrk!”


    
The muffled shrieks from the unfortunate Zora traveling down Mipha’s throat soon joined the chorus of other panicked voices inside of her gut. The m

O’raha Runja didn’t even need to finish reading the flyer to know she was in. The Miqo'te gladiator tore the paper from its nail and rushed her way to coliseum, elbowing both merchants and their customers out of the way and nearly trampling a poor Lalafellin shopkeeper in her mad dash. Once inside, the fiery Miqo'te strode up to the registration desk and slammed the flyer down before the attendant. The Midlander looked startled for a moment, but quickly recovered and even flashed a g

    
Soraka cursed herself for not noticing the changes sooner. The transition must have been instantaneous, or at least imperceptible. One moment, she was walking the familiar forest pathways behind her home, enjoying the warm sun beaming down on her. Taking in the warm rays, Soraka closed her eyes and breathed deeply, letting the scents of the wilds and the crisp, cool forest air fill her lungs. When she re-opened her eyes, however, an unfamiliar section of

It
was just the most logical progression, in the end. The catalysts to
the whole thing were simple: Lamb was sick of Ahri, and people on the
internet were all depraved weirdos. All it took was a little bit of
preparation, a pinch of surprise, and one very, very pissed fox. The
next morning, a lovely photo featuring a smelly pile of bones, white
fur, and dung hit the internet, and Lamb watched her bank account
number roll upwards and upwards.
The
snow-furred huntress had considered a solo career

    
“Uhm, Trist, are you sure about this?”


    
“Of course, I am! This is gonna be a blast!”


    
“Yeah Poppy, don’t worry so much! Someone so purple could never be un-fun!”


    
“B

    
The hallways, once pristine, were now stained a dirty black. Trails of sludge blanketed the carpets, seeping deep into the fibers. Blackish spatters and inky handprints covered the walls, and those few doors that hadn’t been broken down. Thankfully, the lights were still working, at least. That was one small advantage the survivors had when trying to escape.


    
Down at t

                Up until she asked that question, it had all been pretty normal. The apartment Chris had moved into was nice enough, and his roommate was, well… fine. In more ways than one. True, she mostly laid around in the living room playing video games, but she didn’t really do anything bad. She was nice enough, always had plenty of food, and most importantly, laid around half naked. Honestly, Chris coul

         “T-thank you again for coming all this way to help me with my… um… e-experiment.”
                “Oh, it’s no problem at all! Honestly, I hopped at the chance to help out the esteemed royal scientist! I got over here as fast as I could! So! What do you need me to do for this experiment?”
        

                “A-are you sure about this?” Lillia asked, her voice fraught with uncertainty
                “Yes! Neeko is very sure!”
                “Mmm, yes. Don’t worry Lillia. We’ll help you with your ‘little problem&rs

A massive slime cow girl has super tasty "milk"! But when someone tries to drink it straight fro her huge tits, they get sucked up into the creamy goo and are converted into even tastier (and more fattening) milk...
The cow girl's tits were positively gushing from the just the slightest pressure. The slimy cow girl already towered over Sara by nearly two feet, and each of her immense udders was beyond even the size of her own head. Fat, hand-sized teats wobbled gently and spurted thick, gooey, f

Here’s a prompt. What about Luna, after a few rounds of eating prey and food, finds herself needing new clothes after being unable to fit into her sweatpants?
“BLOOUUUUURRRPH!!!”
Luna awoke from her nap with not a yawn, but with a tremendously wet belch instead. She was fairly certain she had felt something at least mostly solid make its way up from her gut during the gassy expulsion, but. Eh. Figuring out what that was and where it had landed co

Here’s a idea, what about a dryad who ends up growing fatter the more vibrant the plant life is around her?
Dry and cracked earth crunched beneath Anise's hooves as she stepped into the valley. The acrid scent of smoke hung heavily in the air, and instead of lush greenery and towering trees, the dryad saw only drifting ashes and the twisted husks of scorched evergreens. The dryad huffed and scratched at the ground with one hoof. Life still existed beneath the dunes of ash; it was only slum

                You just can’t tear your eyes away as the huge, lardy deer girl that invaded your home lumbers towards you. Woken from your slumber by the sound of munching, gulping, and a deep, gooey gurgling, you descended the stairs only to find an immense deer girl plundering your kitchen! Distracted with her feasting, Mari didn’t notice you staring at her while she gulped down package after package of foo

                “Nng… Mmngh! G-g-glk!”
                “That’s it, Starchild. Your task is nearly complete. Once done, your body will handle the rest.”
                “Hmnnnngg… Glulp.”
     &n

            Mari wasn’t exactly certain why the cult wanted to feed her. Honestly, they all seemed more like some sort of weird fan club than a cult, what with their distinct lack of robes, daggers, and Necronomicons. Them being a strange fan club didn’t exactly explain why they wanted to feed themselves to her either, but honestly, Mari wasn’t going to complain! She’d been woken up after a nice nap (during which

                To say Velys was appalled would be a gross understatement. The lightforged had gasped audibly when she first stepped into the unassuming tavern, golden eyes wide in shock as she surveyed the room in horror. Such debauchery! There were night elven lasses without even a scrap of clothing. Human women propped onto tables with their legs spread. Dwarves and gnomes bouncing before the fireplace! Most shockingly

Glrch! Slrsh! Slglrp! Schrlrch! Glurngl!
“Nnnaaaghhahaha! Ohh, fuck yesssss~”
            Bedsprings creaked and groaned as the vicious, cruel, horny imp savagely fucked herself atop them. Blackish ichor slopped and splattered between her legs, the undulating tentacle of ink thickening and violently pumping into both her oozing holes. A steady stream of ebon drool trickled from the imp’s mouth, dripping down her lip an

Prompt: a greedy pred arrives home after a long night of gorging to give her belly some tlc
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
Thunk!
Glooorsh…
“Goddamn… stairs…”
Still grumbling to herself, Blair hip-checked the door to a close behind her and made a beeline for her living room. With a groan, she finally relieved the stress on her legs and sank into the worn cushions of her couch. The springs inside squealed as if in pain, partially because the couch had already been ancient w