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With years of scouting locations, months of exploring the woodlands, and several days of sleep to prepare for such a momentous occasion, Rey Famoso had finally claimed a kingdom of his own. He’d been chasing a location suitable of someone as great as himself for quite some time and this neck of the deep woods was just right for him. It hadn’t been too difficult to claim either. He’d simply declared it his and when nobody challenged him,
Searching for a Suitable Castle
By: TheImaginedDragon
The circus had come to town. Great booming fireworks, the bouncy tunes of circus music, and laughter filled the cool night air. If one listened a little closer though, they could hear other noises peeking through: gurgling, burps, and moans. Though the tents looked standard it was anything but, for this was Gurgline’s Circus of Vore~! Gurgline’s was the finest adult entertainment circus in all the land, boasting the finest predators, the most
Gurgline’s Circus of Vore
Calypso wasn’t really one for the holidays. The most he did was put on special shows for the club during them but those were just an excuse to party or continue supporting the vibe, it wasn’t like he was super into whatever the holidays were. The biggest thing he looked forward to was the bonus his boss would pay out for working during a holiday season. He was expecting one this year too so he was sitting in his kitchen waiting for the phone t
Christmass Bonus
The worst thing about the jungle was how quickly the floor could become a new coat of paint. With beings as heavy as a cybertronian or a maximal it was all but guaranteed that some level of mud and muck was going to get caught between their gears. The humidity made it twice as annoying since the mud would never dry out. It always remained juuuuuuust wet enough to not come off with a simple scrape. Twigs could be plucked out, animals could be scared off,
(Trade) Transvoremers
The queen’s legs wriggled and kicked as they hung out of Pheros’ maw. It wasn’t out of fear or anguish, rather, the woman could barely contain herself. Pheros had held her there for torturous minutes on end, teasing her with packing her away into his gut. Her head was in his stomach mere inches away from the acid that would end her life, but alas, the queen wouldn't be granted such a quick fate. Pheros’ tongue was deep in her jewel
Real Gold Does Not Fear the Melting Gut
The winds were angry today. Something most foul was being carried on the air: meddling. Something had been messed with when it should not have and now the very forces of nature were rebelling against it. Two individuals were rushing through the trees carrying some kind of bag, whispering hushed nothings amongst themselves as they hauled it through the woods. The pair set the bag down in the middle of the woods, chattering amongst themselves. The one who s
Devilish Winds
Even the whipping of ice on the blizzard's wind couldn’t come close to the biting cold of the glares the pair was giving eachother. On one side of the storm was Catraya, a muscular demoness with huge tits, twisted thorny horns, and bits of fire dancing across her eyes. On the other side of the storm was Aithen, a femboy angel with ass enough to make even the demoness before him blush. The pair were giant, at least three times the size of an average
Angels and Demons Digest the Same
Fresh-faced and ready to tackle the day, Priya prepared for her first lecture. It had been several years since she first tried to go to college but unfortunately for her, it was too expensive. She was a pretty girl, the type who could have easily ruled the world if she really wanted to but she was constantly held back by this pesky sense of hesitation. She’d always been… skittish. The world could be a pretty scary place and she wasn’t a
Why Tuition was so Cheap
“Did you actually get it?” Rebecca asked curiously. “Yeah, of course I did,” Jenny replied confidently. “But aren’t they like, super illegal and dangerous?” Rebecca asked cautiously.
Small Shapely Slime Slurps Snacks
The city was coming alive as it got later into the night, a limo pulling up to a rather exclusive club, with even more exclusive taste: The Captain’s Drink. The driver got out and opened the door for his clients, a lovely band of ladies celebrating a bachelorette party for the central figure in their group. Vanessa was all smiles as the five headed for the door, Roxy talking over with the doorman and letting them know about her connection from a fri
Charmed by the Stripper
“When dealing with a vampire you can’t half-ass it. They’re dead already, they don’t bleed, blush, nor feel warm and by god if you don’t grind them down they will come back whatever you do,” that’s what Kola’s teacher had told him. Why that was only coming into play now Kola couldn’t quite comprehend. Before a week ago Kola had never even seen a vampire in person, let alone have one try to kill him, ye
Vampires Make me Gassy
Fire and death, that’s all Ángel could see. The town around him burning to the ground, riddled with bullet casings and snakes. They ravaged his home, destroying everything he’d known and plundering every little bit of anything they could find. Gold. People. Silver. The iron that came out of the wood. If it was worth anything or edible, they ripped it from his clutches.
Spaghetti Western
Hunting was not a thing she was used to, especially not here. The black-winged harpy sat perched on a large branch in a tree, keeping her eyes and ears peeled and observing the world around her. There were too many noises down here! How did anybody expect to get anything done with all this rustling? Those leafs wiggled in the wind, that bush rustled, was it something she wanted to catch? It could have been. Those scraping noises, did those belong to a hum
Inola's First Feast
It was a strange sensation, this feeling. It was an odd sense of calmness that washed over Lily. She wouldn’t have expected to hold such an emotion while in the middle of one of her greatest fears; with water stretching seemingly endlessly on all sides, and only the gods know what beneath the surface of the water below the ship… anything could be down there, and yet she had no fear, no anxiety. She just existed, her head absentmindedly swaying in tune with what she was hearing.
Song of the Sea