The halls were serene, peaceful, empty. It was almost eerie, in a way. A place designed for people, yet so utterly devoid of them. A realm deprived of its only purpose. It was a hollow, mournful sort of emptiness, one that inspired a wistful feeling in anyone who experienced it.


    
Then the bell rang, and that illusion of serenity was instantly shattered. Doors slammed open, a

    
Ashe shouted in surprise and pivoted on her heels, half-removed clothing falling from her body as she expertly plucked her bow and quiver from where they lay and nocked an icy arrow. The shining crystalline tip quivered nearly imperceptibly, aligned perfectly with the center of Ahri’s forehead, but it was already too late. The vixen’s eyes were shifting back from a shining pink to their normal golden hue, and Ashe felt a sudden heat suffuse he

A DUO'S DUSK


by Bitter


***


"Aaaaaaaaaaah! Fuckin' gorgeous weather!" exclaimed a blond-haired man, throwing his arms apart in a yawning gesture. A woven-reed basket, nearly two feet deep, swung outward by the handle in his grip.


The man beside him ducked out of the basket's arc. "So you keep saying," he said.


"Because the weather is fuckin' gorgeous, Dollo!" said the blond. "The only thing better than a day like this is a night like last nig

Aurunelle's
Awakening
It
started faintly. A mildly annoying noise that picked at the edges of
her sleep. At first, she'd simply ignored it, but the noise was
persistent. Eventually, another sensation pushed through, drawing her
mind closer to consciousness. Movement? The air certainly felt less
stuffy than her prison. Had her servants finally come to release her?
Aurunelle opened her eyes, her vision taking no time to adjust to
the dark room she was in.
A
bed sat in the corner, haphazardly p

Momma’s panty sniffer


“And this is the vagina” said Mrs Paddington as she presented a diagram of a vagina before the class. For most of the biology lesson the class was falling asleep. A mixture of boys and girls sneakily looked at their phones or whispered jokes to each other. Dan Jameson was no different as he twirled his pencil like it held the answer to relieving his boredom. It wasn’t until his teacher said the V word that ev

Aurunelle's
Breakfast
Aurunelle
spent several more minutes scrolling through page after page of
vorish material. Each item simply a request for her to eventually
fill. Outside, she could hear the sound of cars and people beginning
the day. The succubus leaned back in the chair, her tail curling
around to rub the end in circles over her belly, hearing it let out a
low grumble. If she was going to take the world, it couldn't be done
on an empty stomach.
A
smile curved her plump lips, the succub

Murder. To take the life of another, deliberately, and for no justifiable reason was terrible, most heinous crime. While the gods had been known to bring their most devout followers back to life from time to time, murder was still expressly forbidden by all those who would call themselves 'not evil'. Some even took it so far as to believe all forms of killing were illegal and illicit, even in self defense.
To make things even more heinous, murder by vore was perhaps the most explicitly evil way

A
mild Autumn day, cloud overcast, light mildew on the ground at the
farm. It’s a pleasant change from all the heat the summer brought,
but here within the middle of the country winters get intense. Winds
brought cold with them, making you shiver even in your heavy clothes.
The only few respites from the cold was within the barn and the farm
house itself.
“Useless
cunts.” The farm owner spoke, looking down an empty street that led
to further farmland. “When the hell did they run away? I

Sweet Scented

Sacrifice



My consciousness was slowly returning with a profound sense of discomfort flowing through my joints. I was no stranger to falling asleep in awkward positions. Once I woke up in an alleyway upside down with a dog pissing in my ear. Sometimes I would awake to find a number of bruises that I had no recollection of getting. Could they have come from the guy whose wife I was chatting u

Story 1
"Are you sure that nobody knows you're here besides us slave?" She asked him.
"No Mistress, I made sure to follow your instructions to the the letter I used cash instead of credit, took the bus,
and got the hotel room under a fake name" he replied immediatley
She patted his cheek "Good boy you might just make me very happy. I just hope you don't let me down because I would hate to punish you,
or would I?" she said with a sly grin on her face and a wink

Absorption
Short story:
David
had been working for his mistress for several months now. He was a
good servant very obedient and faithful. He was considerably younger
than his Mistress which never bothered him. He did whatever needed to
be done for her when asked. He would keep house, make her meals,
bathe her, and help remove the evidence whenever she had a guest
over. His mistress whom he simply referred to as Miss, was a
voreaphile. A human being capable of absorbing, eating, or unbirthing
an

As the sun began to set on one of the biggest, most energetic cities of America, Las Vegas there was a single sixteen-year-old girl walking the streets, with big plans for her last week before she attended Yokai Academy. She had ocean blue hair, which is tied back with a purple maid headband that has one gold star on the left side. She has deep purple eyes with thick long black eyelashes and also has G-cup breasts, which she takes great pride in having at 16. She wore a tight black hot pants tha

Dylan
considered himself a very lucky man. Not even thirty yet and he was
retired thanks to a few good business deals, he was in top shape,
everything from his muscles to his teeth was perfect, and he was
married to his high school sweetheart. Life really couldn’t get
much better than this.
“Is
the coffee okay?” Dylan asked the man sitting beside him. Dylan was
a slim young man with pale skin, short blond hair and a rather
feminine face. He looked particularly scrawny sitting next to the
m

An Amazonian Encounter





Silea’s heavy footfalls echoed down the hall. They were fast and brutal, enough power behind each step to crack wood, and a daunting figure made it very clear where that level of strength stemmed from. She was an Amazon, women born to fight and hunt on par with any jungle cat, or even outmatch them. This was especially true in Silea’s case.

A soft mist
enveloped the city streets, the cold oncoming of winter making its
presence known throughout mid-October. The city was quiet at this
time of the year, with Christmas approaching not many people were
willing to splash out on luxuries. To the two figures walking through
this particularly dilapidated part of town the stillness was welcome,
even though only one of them knew the whereabouts of their
destination. The figures were of contrast to each other, one being
large and casting the

All
characters are 18+
That
familiar little ‘bloop’ made Kyle smile. Call him a narcissist,
but there’s something gratifying about seeing a half dozen guys all
wanting to say hello on an app… all within the last half hour. He
pushed his shaggy hair out of his face and dove into the messages,
ignoring half, offering a half-hearted ‘hey’ to two, but to the
latest, he tried a little harder.
There’s
only so much you can tell from a profile photo, but this one ticked
all the boxes. Hot

The first day of her first year had finaly come, she was so eager to enter the only collage that was willing to take the young herm Laquine. She hummed happily to herself in the shower as the warm waters rushed over her. "Todays the day, I can't wait to see what kind of collage VU is." she tilts her head some thinking what the school could be for. Considering she had the lowest grades in her highschool days it must be an odd collage, but truely odd she wouldnt know till she arived.
&n

Ava peeled off her thigh high boots with a groan, flexing her feet once they were free. The boots looked smoking but god they were uncomfortable. Rubbing her sore legs, she headed for the kitchen and grabbed a tall glass. Filled it with ice water, sculled it, and refilled it. She exited the kitchen into the lounge room, cracking her neck. She loved her job but bartending at

The Cream and Salt

was demanding.

Sis's Slush by spswift
 
May 9th, 5EPR:
 
Jeremy sat at his desk, staring at his laptop screen. He was between matches of an online first-person shooter he'd been playing with his friends, and the loading time was becoming unbearable. A rapping on his door startled him, and he pulled off his headset before responding.
 
"Yes?" The handle turned, and his sister Siobhan poked her head around the door.
 
"Hey bro. Are you free?" She said, trying to see hi