Promotion



    




    
“Food orders go around back,” The guard coughed at the small man.



    
Frances straightened his tie. “I’m actually here for a job.”

High School Biology



    




    
“The bell does not dismiss you!” The teacher called out to her class of entirely 18+ year old students which, though they are still in high school, makes them legal consenting adults (It’s not underage, I swear!).

Reasonable
Substitutions
F/m
sm unaware vore
Jake
stared off into the distance as another Unreasonable customer made
another unreasonable complaint.
He
focused on the bubbling of the deep fryer and the ding warning the
frycook that the fries were done
hoping
it would drown out the droning in his head until he realized, crap,
she's still here.
"WHAT
DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T HAVE SOY PATTIES?" The young blonde woman
yelled. For a vegetarian she sure looked like she was
out
for blood, "

Few parlor games have had a greater influence on school policies than “Filthy Clean.” It is likely the game would have remained as harmless as its predecessor, Truth or Dare, if not for the “resizing event” that led to such a large proportion of the human population ending up as “tinies.” It just so happened that alcohol, games that urge people to push their limits, and the presence of snack-sized people was a recipe for long conversations about where a given

“Ahahaha! Oh man! Those were the days,” laughed Gerdie.Three young ladies were sitting in the somewhat cramped central room of a college suite. In a normal house, calling this a living room would be a bit of an exaggeration, but since this was technically a dorm, it was head and shoulders above even the next level down in accommodations. And as it so happened, the room was more than big enough for three girls thanks to the fact that one of them was a victim of “the incident.”“Yeah, but

Seera hopped to her feet at the sound of the doorbell. It had been ages since she’d had anyone over. She was the overseer of four tinies, something that had been an honor during the school year, but now that everyone was waiting for travel restrictions to lift, it was getting to be a bit much for her. Tinies could be fun--she certainly had a fun relationship with the ones under her care, but there comes a point when hanging out with someone your own size is a nice change of pace.The rules

“Debra! … Debra!” shouted a portly young woman named Tanya.“What is it, Tanya,” replied her somewhat taller and thinner roommate.From Tanya’s tone, this was not the first time she’d called Debra. From Debra’s tone, she was getting pretty sick of being called.“We’re out of booze,” Tanya said.“I know. I said I was going shopping this afternoon.”Ever since the lockdown, tensions had been mounting in this particular apartment of the sorority building. Classe

The growing popularity of “Filthy Clean” had continued to change things at the campus. When a substantial proportion of the student body is only a few inches tall, it simply wasn’t sensible to permit games where people are encouraged to get drunk and perform questionable acts. To be perfectly blunt, little people were getting eaten far too often for the campus staff’s taste. After an attempt to ban Filthy Clean had proved ineffective, they’d taken the next logical step. No

“I
really don’t know about this, guys,” Lisa said, clutching at her
fingers.
The
anxious young woman was standing in front of her bed, staring down at
its contents. She’d laid several mundane things out before her,
including a large suitcase, a smaller carry-on, and two metal
sunglass cases. There were also four things which were considerably
less mundane—at least until recently. Fifteen of her friends were
lined up on the bed. They were tinies, all roughly in the four-inch
range. Thou

Celia
had been practically floating on air when she’d gotten the
invitation. Ever since a few unfortunate occurrences had happened,
the combination of the old favorite party game “Filthy Clean” and
the substantial proportion of tinies attending the college had
required some changes to campus life. Filthy Clean was officially
disallowed for anyone attending the college. Naturally, that didn’t
put an end to the parties. The people throwing them just made them a
lot more secret and a lot mo

Fiona
tapped the door code to her dorm room and practically stumbled
inside. It had been a rough couple days. College was kicking her
butt. It had seemed like a great idea to pile all of her classes into
3 days a week so that she could have long weekends every weekend.
This, it turns out, was a great way to completely burn yourself out.
It didn’t help that this year her birthday was on a Wednesday, a
day with a solid 11 hours of classes and study groups. She wasn’t
the most social person in

“Filthy
Clean! Filthy Clean!” chanted the girls with giggles of glee.
The
sorority parties had always been a little crazy, but ever since “The
Event” had introduced shrunken girls to the society, things had
escalated. Already stories were circulating about the sorts of
hijinks the little women got up to, and the sort of places they ended
up. Most of these stories were unsubstantiated, but several were
accepted fact, and many more were supported by the disappearance of
the tinies involved

Joyce
fumbled with the drawers in her little apartment. She tried to tell
herself that it was just another dorm room, but the illusion was
pretty weak. Everything was just a little too thick, a little too
clunky. All of the knobs and pulls were too big to comfortably pull.
All of the clothing was rough and stiff. And practically everything
was made out of plastic. It felt like she was living in a doll house.
It
stood to reason, because she was
living in a doll house.
‘The
Event’ was only a y

Johnny looks quickly around the room, and quickly performs the spell as best he can. Having watched her do it so many times was one thing, but weaving it into another of his shrinking spell so he ended up the appropriate size was an entirely different matter.
Focusing with incredible self-control, Johnny clears all other thoughts from his mind except that yellow crescent shape and slowly becomes aware of not only thinking it but being something new altogether. Feeling pleased with himself, he wa

Office Vore


This story contains f/m vore, digestion and it final result.



It's another slow and boring day at the office. You name is John and you are 25 year old. You work in the government and you emit car licenses.


Today is a great sunny day, but you are stuck inside. Since you it been there less than a year, you don't have any holydays. This does not prevent your colleges to take holydays. Because of the holydays, the summer is always the busiest time of the year.


Amanda, yo