Let’s Meet in a Public Place
By RoguePseudonym


    
Rachel, a lioness in her early 20’s, cut a fine figure in her low-high red dress that accentuated the svelte curves of a muscular woman with some extra padding around her steel-hard body. She had just submitted the last of her finals for university, and had decided to meet an internet friend at the bar. The two of them had talked with one a

It was a terrible day. The story was pretty widely known, mainly around René and Goldie’s friends. But even for people that didn’t personally know them, it was hard to forget the frog that heroically avenged his friend. Goldie, unfortunately, was a victim of her own desires. ‘Her’ last tweet being that of a wolf’s belly was cruel, but not entirely unexpected. René was there for her if anything went wrong, but he couldn’t have expected him to eat her right in the restaurant. She was

CONTENT WARNING:This is a one-on-one vore story between a kitsune and a hippogriff, it does include disposal towards the end.Appearing before the baroness, Seaorin is much different from how the party sees him today. Instead of his finery, the kitsune is wearing clean, yet ill-fitting clothes that were probably once white in places, patched and sewn together a multitude of times, but with care, as if the same owner had done the work to the best of their ability to keep them in a semblance of the

Stanku trade: Owl baby food
(vore, digestion, regurgitation, talking animals)
 
“Hold still dammit, you are going down either way.” hissed the owl, the sharp talons of one foot dug into the dark and light grey striped house cat while balancing on the other, wings extended to not be toppled over by his struggling prey.
“Get off me, you savage beast!” hissed the cat in return.
“Oh is the poor pampered pet unwilling to die? Usually I would go for a bird or a rat, but my little on

Plus Size
By Hunnter
(Content warning: Fatal oral vore, underage prey, implied disposal)
“...and so, the prince and princess lived happily ever after.” Rarity closed the children’s book and tucked Sweetie Belle into bed, giving her a gentle kiss on the forehead. She put the book down on the bedside table and turned to leave.
“Rarity…?”
“Yes, darling?” Rarity turned to see her little sister looking at her with a soulful expression.
“Are&helli

Catchow fulfils his purpose
Melina licked over her beak, deciding she had tracked the cheetah long enough. He was clueless as all the other anthros she had eaten before him but unlike most he looked fit enough to be annoying to chase down. So she simply wiggled her hips and pounced on him from behind. The cheetah was as light as he looked. Even before he hit the ground and his air escaped with a shocked cry, Melina knew she would be hungry again in just two days. Chonkier anthros fed her for a

“Cheers!”Five glasses clinked together, then six more as everyone hovering around the countertop echoed the initial cheers. Everyone smiling and then going to chat among themselves... except Rhys. He was at least glad they got the champagne out early, because he was really questioning why he even came. Well, he actually did know... he felt obligated to. His friend, a considerably more social fennec boy, had invited him. And he wasn’t really doing anything on New Year’s Eve (though he wou

Nadya gives Tarran a snack with benefits
(soft vore, lewds)
 
Nadya sighed when she finally decided they were far enough into the woods so she could join her boyfriend Tarran in nudity. The cute little otter was always jealous of the tall crow getting to just walk around naked while she had to wear clothes.
“I get that I need to cover my titties so people don’t run into walls all the time, staring instead of looking where they go but seriously! You got a slit with stuff growing over

What if Tarran had not been mugged?
(soft vore, graphic digestion)
 
It was a rather uneventful afternoon, the sun still shining brightly high in the sky, warming the crow's black feathers. Tarran was walking since the morning, trying to cross the distance between 2 towns in one day, as he didn't really fancy sleeping under the stars. carrying a small, dark blue bag over his shoulder, filled with travel essentials, and the black, diamond-like jewel he was commissioned to deliver. The road

A Brief Diversion
By: Vidofinir
 
It was a dark, dreary night. All was silent but the sound of a light breeze blowing through the trees of the great northern forests. A thick fog hung over the land, serving as a reminder of the heavy rainstorm from earlier in the evening. Not a creature ventured from its nest, for not one would be able to see further than a few feet.
 
Not one except Gray, that is, for his echolocation made it rather easy to see in any weather, and the urgency of hi