“I mean… it was a good play, but you didn’t need to break his arm and all. It was only a scrimmage, ya know?”
Casey jammed her key into the lock and fiddled with it. When it didn’t budge, her brow furrowed, and she threw her equipment bag to the side and settled into a squat stance. Then, Casey planted both hands on the rusty old doorknob to heave it into the open position. Her phone remained planted firmly between her shoulder and her ear, and her head was at an a

Nine months from now, Sul would ask Rae if she would eat him. She would say she would.His fingers drummed against the cool stone railing, the evening’s chill creeping into his bones. The monolithic yellow door stood motionless, shadowed leaves from the old oak danced over its surface, rustling in the crisp autumn wind. The distant sounds of horse-drawn carriages and the chatter of evening market-goers drifted up from the cobblestone streets of Waldron below. Raenisa was keeping him waiting

“Ugh!” Zoey groaned, lifting her head up and rubbing her eyes. “What- Huh?”



She looked around in a daze, confused as to where she was. She quickly remembered and a smile of amusement crossed her face.



Looks like we overslept,

she mused. It was now morning.



Behind h

I would suggest reading

The Vore Day Event

before this but it isn’t essential :P




It had been four months. Four months since that fateful day in August, when Zoey had first experienced eating actual live, shrunken people. And she hadn’t stopped thinking about it since.



Everything else she

Chapter 5: Don't threaten me with a good time
“Have you seen a lever or prism looking object at any point in this room?” Lyria asked Shanira.
Shanira looked at the drawing that was on the paper and looked around the room for a moment. She slithered towards the opposite corner of the room and using her tail, moved different pieces of debris out of the way uncovering a prism underneath. Unfortunately for Lyria, the prism in question was cracked in three, causing her to bring her hand t

Chapter 2: Keep friends close and enemies closer
Lyria and Regar sat down at a small booth to the far side of the cafeteria area. Regar ordered himself a drink and some food but if he was being perfectly honest, he wasn't exactly in the mood to eat. Lyria was sitting opposite him with a new drink in hand, greedily gulping it down onto her unwilling captive. The heavy atmosphere was broken by the muffled protests coming from Lyria's gut, and the occasional glorp or blorp coming from within her. L

“Hello, yes, excuse me please. Thank you. Coming through! Please, I’m in a hurry,” Mary called as she tried to navigate her way through the bustling crowd that blocked the sidewalk, hemmed in on both sides by tall city buildings. “I’m so sorry, could I just… Thank you! Excuse me please, coming through.”



She tried to give each passerby a wide smile as an apology and a thank you for making way.