Vore on Gromet's Plaza Archive

Roommate

Sat, 29 Nov 2025 00:00:00 +0000

“What is this?”

After I opened the small metal door revealing the content of my mailbox, I found a single letter stamped with the University logo. Behind me, students were buzzing around, living their life, meeting up with friends, and exchanging stories about their summer vacation now over. Me too, I was back, but I wasn’t as happy as they were. The reason was that I had shot myself in the foot at the end of the last semester.

Hex and the City

Tue, 28 Oct 2025 00:00:00 +0000

The crisp December air swirled with the scent of pine and smoldering sage, laced with something darker, more primal—a whisper of musk from the women’s skin, warmed by anticipation. Carrie led her coven through the shadowed back garden of their Brooklyn brownstone. It was Halloween, that velvet cusp between surrender and rebirth, and the four women had gathered as they always did: cloaked in velvet that clung to wondrous curves like a lover’s breath, their laughter a low, throaty hum that vibrated through the chill night.

Leon City Stories

Sat, 16 Aug 2025 00:00:00 +0000

32: Normal Girl Falls Into Magical Traps

“Celine, I would like to remind you that I need assistance with the inventory in the attic,” said Chloe, tapping on a clipboard with blank lists. She was wearing athletic shoes and comfortable black leggings, as well as a white spandex shirt with the C&T logo on it. Her boss gave her a sideways glance as she was busy analyzing data and needed to concentrate.

The Garden Centre

Sun, 27 Jul 2025 00:00:00 +0000

Kayleigh Dougherty had reached the lowest point in her life! Her five-year old marriage was well and truly over, and only yesterday she was among six employees let go by her company! As she sat in one of the many eating places located in the open air market, she thought to herself, “I’m not going to go gently into the pit of despair, I’m going to pull myself together and make a new start!”

Olga: The Russian Witch

Sat, 11 Jan 2025 00:00:00 +0000

William was your average middle-American teenager, living with his parents in a modest home in a quaint, friendly neighborhood. His family purchased the home when he was three years old, and throughout his childhood, he became acquainted with most of his neighbors, both young and old; he trusted them. Like his own parents, they were hardworking, honest people. They did each other favors, looked after one another, and gathered during the holidays. It was an idyllic community, a relic of a bygone era. William was particularly fond of an elderly, childless widow named Olga. Olga, who would never reveal her true age, had immigrated to the United States from Russia - likely after World War II.

Feeding Trixie’s Sack Worm

Sun, 21 Jul 2024 00:00:00 +0000

Trixie left yesterday for an out-of-town genetics conference leaving Nancy alone in the house they shared. Nancy had been curious about the work Trixie did in the basement. She knew it had to do with genetic manipulation but that was all. Since the basement door was not locked, she went down the stairs.

The basement was mainly a large open area that had two tables filled with lab equipment, along with a desk with a computer, printer and other electronic items. The back side of the area was a wall to ceiling transparent holding area. Inside the holding area was a multi-platform and pole jungle gym. Laying on top of and stretched out across three of the platforms was a massive worm like creature. The worm was twelve feet long, not including the four arm-like appendages coming of its “face.” Each of these arms were about two feet long with rounded tips at the end. Between the arms was a slit that looked like a mouth.

Leon City Stories

Sun, 14 Jul 2024 00:00:00 +0000

20: The Horror in the Sewers

Ava had actually wanted to stay at home this evening and do some tests with her living clothes in peace. Although she had already covered many of the combat aspects of her uniform with her friend Summer, she hadn’t gotten around to trying out a few outfits with Greed. His shape-shifting abilities had so far been limited to her cheerleading uniform and, for fun, a superhero costume Summer had come up with. Ava was currently testing out a few outfits she had seen on the internet. A cute pink dress, a blouse with an elegant pencil skirt, out of curiosity a skin-tight latex suit with a mask that only left her eyes open and a sexy cocktail dress that she had fallen in love with. It was black, came down to Ava’s thighs and had a window of sheer fabric that went from her neck to her belly button. It was expensive, not that she lacked money, but she had more important things to buy. It must have been fate that while she was wearing the dress, her friend Summer called and invited her to go out for cocktails with the others from the cheerleading squad. It would certainly have been a nice evening if Ava had taken Greed off, but the black dress had cast a spell over her. Now she was sitting alone at a table in the club. While her comrades raised their glasses and partied more and more, Ava remained sober, despite all the cocktails and shots she drank. Instead, she was regularly reminded that she was wearing Greed as he got drunk instead of her and kept trying to get at her crotch. Every time she felt a tentacle creeping up her thigh, she would give her dress a slap and the tentacle would hastily retreat.

Alien Dietary Supplement

Sat, 18 May 2024 00:00:00 +0000

Auro visited the office of his physician for his physical checkup. It was routine laboratory tests, nothing unusual.

“One factor,” his physician said. “Trace minerals to add to your diet from time to time. You can come to the distribution center to pick up the supplement to take home and add to your diet. That is all.” They exchanged greetings and he left to go to the distribution center.

There, Auro exchanged greetings with the office and gave his prescription.

Roya's New Experience

Wed, 03 Apr 2024 00:00:00 +0000

Roya was very curious about where she was going. She was with her new boyfriend, Franklin. They were traveling down a very secluded road. There were a couple of cars on this road. They were very few though. She knew that there was no way she could ever find her way down here again without a guide. Roya was a young 23 in age, but much older in her sexuality. She had pretty much done everything you could do with men and women. She considered herself a slut. She was proud of that title. She felt liberated by being as sexual as possible. She was also very attractive. She had fiery long red hair, green eyes, and her body measurements were 36C-26-36. She was wearing a black silk dress that did not need a bra and was also not wearing any panties. She loved flashing her pussy at people. Franklin was a very wealthy man who seemed like someone who would never even be with her. However, since she was so liberated in her sexual desires, and said there was nothing new for her, he challenged her to join him tonight. Roya could not say no to such an offer.

A Tiger Against The Cold

Sat, 12 Aug 2023 00:00:00 +0000

Two young men, just 18 and 20, got lost in the dead of winter. And not just anywhere, but in the wilderness of Siberia. Barely two days before, they had travelled west with their families on the Trans-Siberian Railway. Friends since they were little, the two teenagers had recently discovered their love for each other.

On the train, they were surprised by the younger boy’s father, kissing. He brought them, trembling with anger, to the other members of the two families who were sitting in a large compartment of the train. It was like a show trial! The two fathers and heads of the two families took turns delivering a tirade about morality, sin, perversion, deviant behaviour, shame, and so on.

The Phantom Mistform

Sat, 03 Jun 2023 00:00:00 +0000

The Villain

She slipped into bed, pulling an eye-mask and huffing. She’d put her captives to bed, loaning out the pillows or sealing them in storage for the evening. Ideas were tough. She was still going to use MirageCorp’s iconic ‘smart’ programmable latex, but she was troubled by thoughts of red lines going down and talks of “profit”.

Nanotech was pricey. It was top-of-the-line for good reason, and as useful as it was it had drawbacks. It was pricey, it was glitchy, and more than once it had proven susceptible to cyberwarfare attacks. Very embarrassing, though not as embarrassing as being found coated and squirming as a featureless dolly. She drifted off to a sleep-mode cycle, thinking on the info she’d gained the past few days.

A Molded Meal's Last Look

Wed, 22 Feb 2023 00:00:00 +0000

Normally, one had to unwrap a meal before consumption. Today was the opposite.

Not that there’d be any ‘eating’, per se. The magical latex serpent that slithered in languid motions was not capable of consuming or digesting living matter.

But it was capable of extracting things. Thoughts. Willpower. Emotion. The black snake-golem could wick away the ability to resist, boiling it away like water in a pot. It could wring the life and resistance from unwilling (or occasionally willing) victims. The results would be a person full of vim and vigor and energy, and utterly lacking in the ability to do anything other than to submit to their owner’s will.

Stephanie Awakens

Mon, 10 Oct 2022 00:00:00 +0000

The year is 2124, 104 years after the start of the 2nd American Civil War…a war that changed the entire world. Almost every nation was involved. The Second American Civil War turned into World War III. Decades of fighting upended the status quo forever.

The election of 2016 was brutal but not as brutal as the 2020 election. Neither major party would budge at all. Both were being played by the wealthy elites, both American and non American uber-rich wanted to remake the Earth to satisfy their twisted vision.

Passion Fruit

Wed, 09 Feb 2022 00:00:00 +0000

Mary was really excited. She had finally gotten a grant to study the disappearance of a colony that settled on the island she now stood on. The Polynesian Island was densely forested but mapped by satellites so she had no problem locating the site of the old colony. The colony was located near a stream where it entered the ocean. It only took the boat crew an hour to unload her equipment and help her to set up her base camp next to the beach, just inside the tree line, about a quarter of a mile from the colony. Once everything was ready and the radio was checked the crew left her alone on the island. They were scheduled to return in 2 weeks to pick her up.

Out Of This World Dessert

Sat, 11 Sep 2021 00:00:00 +0000

My name is Caroline and I’m the captain of this star ship, that’s on a three year mission to look for new worlds to colonize. My all female crew is five, including myself. We are all married to men and our ages range from 30 to 55. We all miss our husbands, especially me…I miss my Troy. His dark skin, his powerful brown eyes and his beautiful heart. I miss those tender moments in bed with him.

Carnivorous Planet

Wed, 28 Jul 2021 00:00:00 +0000

“Breathable air, Earth-like gravity, presence of water and vegetation. Small insect like creatures, small harmless animals detected and so far no known large predators on this Earth like planet. Looks like planet Vega P69 will become mankind’s next planet to colonize.”

Space explorer Sandra reviews the data, removes her glasses, fixes her long luscious blonde hair as she looks up at her fellow space explorer Adam. “Yes, the data looks great but we still need to land and do some exploring.”

The Giant Worm and the Mummified Damsels

Sat, 13 Feb 2021 00:00:00 +0000

The arch villain “The Fat Man” has captured and drugged myself and my two other coworkers. All of our clothes have been removed and I view Jill and Kris’s naked bodies for the first time. The Fat Man’s henchmen place a strange device onto our crotches and I assume it’s some kind of device to cause pain or pleasure.

I’m helpless as I watch Jill get mummified, she is weakened from the drugs and cannot fight back. They have placed her arms over her breasts and they mummify her, Egyptian-style. She is wrapped with many layers of skin tight wrappings, mummified from her toes to her neck, only her head and her perfect blonde feathered hair is visible. All of Jill’s curves are visible through her tight mummification.

Food of the Aliens

Fri, 01 Jan 2021 00:00:00 +0000

Sensual Robert

In the far future Earth has been at work with the Insectoids, an alien race that lives in the Gamma Ceti star system 10 light years away. The space war has cost 100 million lives and the Earth alliance is on the brink of disaster. Earth and its citizens may have to surrender to the Insectoids, ending mankind’s freedom and the beginning of our enslavement.

A last minute negotiation has ended the war and a truce between Earth and the Insectoids was ratified. The last remaining details must be completed on the Insectoid home world followed by a celebration and special feast.

Email from Betsy

Wed, 18 Nov 2020 00:00:00 +0000

David, an eighteen year old high school senior, was on winter vacation. He had been working hard to finish the semester with passing grades and was more than ready for the two week break.

Per his parents’ suggestion, David spent the first day of his break relaxing while he filled out applications for various jobs.

He spent a long time searching the internet for online applications and filling out whatever he could find in his area. One job in particular looked of interest to him. The ad read “MALE UNDERWEAR MODEL NEEDED URGENTLY.” The curious teen imagined himself posing in front of a camera wearing a sexy pair of boxers. He would slip his thumbs into the sides like male models did, pushing the front of the shorts down just low enough that it hinted at his crotch without exposing anything below. He imagined himself in the sexy pose and a smile slowly spread across his face.

World of Shrunks

Sat, 10 Oct 2020 00:00:00 +0000

Ethnic Food

I lay on my back. Below and above me there are other naked shrunken people. We are all stacked in a pile, laying on each other inside a metal container. My view is currently blocked by a pair of legs resting on my face, above it there are more bodies. I cannot move much, they must have injected me something that made my body go numb. There’s a strong smell of street food, something fried. There are muffled human voices around, it must be somewhere central, with large traffic of people. I try to listen closely, but I cannot recognize any words.

Unfair Crush

Sat, 16 May 2020 00:00:00 +0000

Penelope had been working at the local grocers for the last few months. She was nineteen, fairly pretty, with brunette hair that went to her shoulders and had a short fringe that stopped before her blue eyes. The store didn’t require any uniforms, so she was free to wear her assortment of simple, but lovely clothes. Most of the time she wore silk frocks with skirts that were of equally light colours. On hotter days such as this she opted for thin white dresses. These were often accompanied by black stockings with cute designs patterned across them, her kitty leggings being her favourite set.

Mandy's Just Food Now

Sun, 08 Mar 2020 00:00:00 +0000

Continues from part two

Peter can’t stop feeling horny whenever he thinks about Mandy and Rebecca, he feels the same every time he feeds one of the snake food girls to the snake which happens once a week, he has to go out clubbing more than that to find suitable girls to feed to it so far he has managed to do that.

He does miss Mandy and Rebecca though, but so far he hasn’t found a replacement, she would have to be like them ie beautiful and very sadistic so far he hasn’t found one who fits the bill.

Mandy's Just Food Now

Thu, 16 Jan 2020 00:00:00 +0000

Continues from part one

Peter sits in the barn most evenings since he fed Mandy to the snake. He is not feeling at all guilty, even though he does miss her. It’s not a problem to find food for it as long as there are plenty of girls - particularly fat ones - who he can pull at the club.

The few girls the snake won’t eat, because they are too thin, he keeps naked in cages next to the snake’s cage so he can fatten them up. He knows when they are ready, as the snake looks straight at them. So far there are three he is fattening up, all of them he keeps gagged, chained and locked for security. The gags are locked on as are the chains, he only removes the gags to feed them, which he does three times a day. They are all so terrified they cooperate with him.

The Moaning Forest

Sat, 02 Nov 2019 00:00:00 +0000

Continues from chapter two

Chapter 3: Forest Rescue and The Scenscen Snake

After the morning in the forest, the class; myself included; returned to study up on woodland creatures. Opimbo, as it turns out, is a high speed educational center. They’re just as interested in helping us learn the material as quickly as possible, rather than just presenting it and hoping we pick up on it. By the end of the day, we had covered pretty much everything in the forest reptile family except for one: The Scenscen Snake. I didn’t think anything of it, but then George, being thorough, filled me in on it while back at his place.

Mandy's Just Food Now

Wed, 19 Jun 2019 00:00:00 +0000

Mandy is completely obsessed by her pet snake, its enormous and far too big and dangerous too keep in the house, so it is kept in a special cage made out of a really strong clear plastic type material in the barn.

Peter her partner won’t go near it he is too terrified, so she is the only one that looks after it. The snake only eats every week or so, but when it does she has to give it live food otherwise it won’t eat, so she has no choice and today is the day she will feed it, she has a fully grown pig for it today, so she ties its legs together and lifts it into the cage with a Telehandler/crane, its the safest way to do it .

Three Choices

Sat, 15 Dec 2018 00:00:00 +0000

Bill refuses to comply and receive an I.D. Then he is given three choices of method — for his execution. Who wouldn’t defy the future government, with such beautiful enforcers?

Three Choices A second sequel to the ID Registration Squad

Never had William (we’ll call him Bill) been confronted by such a lovely, sexy-looking young woman in his life. He’d seen such beauties portrayed on television, films, in magazines and the computer, but having seen Beyonce once – a member of the ID Security squad —seeing her in his house was most disturbing.

Banfield's Story

Sun, 11 Nov 2018 00:00:00 +0000

Author’s Chapter Notes: I hope you all enjoy reading Banfields own account of his demise. This story was written by my friend BANFIELD who is unable to post this magical txt for us all to read so he has kindly asked if I could post this story on his behalf, all credit should therefore go to him. I trust the forum members will give praise to his vision as I myself already have. Amanda.

My Fantasy Come True

Sat, 11 Aug 2018 00:00:00 +0000

Dark Version

Snake swallowing female This is a darker vore version of my original story, if you’re not into females being eaten, then please read the other one. I just had to write this whilst the story was in my fevered brain - enjoy, note if you’ve read the original and want to skip to the dark part, scroll down to *** Darker part ***

Since I was in my early teenage years I have had this fantasy of being taken by a snake, eaten, swallowed down, I frequently masturbated to the images in my mind, of me being swallowed down by the snake as its food, I was nothing more than its food, it’s prey, and many wonderful orgasms were rubbed out by me living this fantasy in my head. One very arousing session with my husband, many years later and I revealed my inner most secret fantasy of being eaten by a snake. But more of that later, I’m Janice and I’m married to the most wonderful guy in the whole world, Jerry, we play out our fantasies together, his is mostly me being a submissive slave girl to his master. I would also tease him in the bedroom, lounge or even in the car, I would have my hands behind my back, with my body nicely present to him in some sexy lingerie or costume. “I have a present for you… Master.” I would say, my eyes looking from him down to the floor, in my best submissive manner. “And what would that present be?” He would ask, thinking that I had something hidden behind me. “ME!!” I would say and jump onto his lap, or the bed and quickly find my way down to his hardening penis, taking it in my mouth and giving him pleasure inside my warm, wet mouth. I’ve even visit him in his office, a coat covering the sexy underwear; I was soon under his desk showing what a good secretary I would be. Luckily he’s the boss, so no one disturbed us whilst I was hard at work. I love playing role playing games; I’m usually the victim, kidnapee, call-girl etc, whilst my husband plays the more dominant role in our games. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love being submissive to him, it turns me on and makes me very horny even thinking about it. I especially love it when he ties me up, gagged and bound and taken by him. We’ve had many enjoyable sessions where I’ve been tied up and used by him. So after one of our sessions, we were speaking about long held fantasies, he told me some of his, mostly having a female victim tied up, used by him and tormented with denied orgasms, until finally she was begging for him to make her cum. Which we’ve done in the past. He also mentioned spanking a bound female as well as another of his deep fantasies, we’ve done that one too I reminded him. “Well, I’ve told you just about all I can recall of my fantasies, what are yours?” he asked me. “I’m tied up and used by my Master, denied orgasm and spanked.” I replied. Laughing. “Yes, that’s my fantasy, but what deep hidden secret do you hold in the pretty little head of yours?” he said. “Well…” I started to say, “no you’d think I was silly or deranged.” Embarrassed I buried my head in his shoulder. “No whatever it is I’d like to know, maybe we could act it out.” He encouraged. “No, it’s not something we could act out.” I relied. “Really, no I want to know what it is.” He smiled, eager to find the hidden gem in my fantasy mind. “It’s not something that most normal people would even think about, sorry but I’m too embarrassed to tell you. You’d think I was crazy or something.” I said, wishing for the ground to open up and swallow me. “I can’t…” “Let me guess then.” He asked. “Okay big boy, try to find out my fantasy.” I teased. “Look, is it having two men taking you, or maybe a woman in a threesome, or just you and the woman.” He beamed. “No, not that, trust you to think of me with another woman.” I said, giving him a gentle smack with my hand on his chest. “Well, I can hope…” he laughed as he replied. “Is it something to do with animals, maybe a donkey or something.” “NO, there’s no donkey!” I said, shocked, but the vision of me entered my head… “No, there’s no sex involved.” Shaking the vision out of my mind. “Well, you’ve got me beat, what is it?” he again asked. “You’re not going to stop until I tell you, are you?” I questioned, hoping that I could get out of this hole I had dug myself into. “Nope!” he smirked, “You’re not going anywhere until you reveal this juicy secret.” “Okay, just don’t think of me as weird or kooky…” I paused, trying to summon up some courage. “I want to be eaten.” “What as in cooked and eaten, on a spit maybe?” he said. “I know where you’ve been looking on the internet!” I said, knowing that he loved looking at some of the darker parts of the web. “No cooking involved.” “Sushi then.” He quickly said, making me feel hungry all of a sudden. “No, not sushi or cooking, it’s a snake.” I whispered the last part. “A snake?” he asked, “why would you want to be eaten by a snake?” “I don’t know, I’ve had this fantasy since I was a teenager, I am gradually swallowed and eaten by this large snake, I’m its prey, just food for the hungry beast.” I said, my head again buried in his shoulder as we both lay there in bed. “You would die.” He said. “Obviously, but I don’t want to die, just the experience of being taken, swallowed is enough to bring out an orgasm in me.” I revealed. “It’s not something I would want to do in real life knowing that once the snake had devoured me I would basically be dead. And I love you too much to leave you like that.” “Yes, I don’t want you to be eaten either, though it would be fun to watch you slowly sliding down into the snake…” he teased. “OH really, you’d love to see me digested in the belly of the snake.” I stated, knowing full well that I would love the once in a lifetime experience too. “But then you’d miss me.” “That’s true.” He said, “until I get my next wife…” “Oh you!” I again hit his shoulder but this time much harder. “Anyway, all this talk of you being devoured by a snake has got my own snake aroused, maybe you could swallow it instead?” he smiled. “Yes, Master.” I teased, and headed under the bed covers to seek out the one-eyed trouser snake hidden below. Now relieved that I had gotten my fantasy out, and was now living out another fantasy of mine as his slave girl. * * * Many months later, the night long forgotten by me, it was the day of my birthday. One of the gifts he had gotten me was a few days away at a health spa with a couple of girlfriends, all paid for by him. We’d had a great time away and I felt refreshed and rejuvenated when I returned that day. But whilst I was away, my devious husband had been planning and getting things ready for my big birthday surprise. “Welcome home darling, I hope that you and the girls had a wonderful time.” He said with a knowing, boyish smile. “Oh yes, we had a great time…” I winked, knowing that he was thinking of me in bed with my girlfriends, his dirty mind working overtime. “Well, while you’ve been away, I have been busy with a special surprise for your birthday.” He teased. “Oh you needn’t have gone to any trouble; you could just tie me up and fuck me.” I suggested. “Well maybe later.” He winked, “But first I need you to put this blindfold on.” “Kinky!” I replied suggestively, “Yes Master…” “Okay, now I will take you to your surprise.” He said, making sure that I couldn’t see. He grabbed my hand and led me through the house. I wondered what he had done for me, what was the big surprise? We then stopped, I heard a door open and he guided me through. “Careful there are steps down.” He said. He helped me down the stairs, I wondered what he’d been up to in the basement of our house. Maybe he’s made a dungeon or something, some bdsm themed fantasy room of his to keep me bound and captive, my arousal building at the thought of that. “Okay, stand here.” He said, moving me to face in one direction. He took off the blindfold to reveal the surprise, I was still lost in the fantasy of some type of dungeon, I opened my eyes to see a very large glass tank in front of me, the seemed to even be a door to one side, and the tank went from the floor to near the ceiling. I looked back at my husband not knowing what it was. “Don’t dungeons have walls, well not made of glass.” I asked. “It’s not a dungeon.” He replied, “though come to think of it that’s a good idea…” he smiled. “What is it then?” I asked. “Have a closer look.” He suggested. I walked a couple of yards for a closer look; there at the back something caught my eye. There was something large, long and brown with specks, and as I looked it moved. “It’s a snake!” I screamed. “You’ve gotten a snake in our basement.” “It’s your birthday gift from me.” He said, “Remember your fantasy?” “You’re going to feed me to the snake?” I stood there transfixed by the vision of the snake. “I wanted you to live your fantasy.” He said with a smile of his face, “While I watch…” “But I don’t want to die!” I said, “If I’m eaten…” “I don’t want you to die either, silly.” He said, “But I do want to please you. You mean everything to me.” “But seeing me eaten, slowly digested…” I replied, still staring at the snake. “Stop, you’re turning me on!” he laughed. “Me being food for the snake is a turn on for you?” I replied. “Yes, why not, a very sexy women slowly sliding down the throat of the snake, I can see the attraction in that.” He again laughed. “But…” I was too stunned for words. “Sorry darling, but you’re now just nothing more than snake food, better get undressed and ready for you fantasy.” He said, a teasing smile on his face. I still could not take my eyes off of the snake, it had started moving, and maybe it was sensing me as its next meal. I was too stunned at this moment and absent mindedly started to take off my clothes, leaving them in a pile around my ankles. My husband just stood and watched me strip off, getting myself ready for my encounter with the snake. As soon as I was naked he again spoke. “Well seems like you’re ready there, all naked and ready to feed the snake, just like in your fantasy.” He said. “But, I haven’t told you everything.” “Whhatt… “ I said, still distracted. “The snake isn’t a real snake.” He said. “It’s a genetically modified version of a snake.” “Sorry, a what?” I asked. “I had the snake made for you, it is a genetically altered version of a snake, grown in a laboratory, so it’s not a real snake in a sense.” He said. “Not a real snake, it certainly looks like one.” I said looking from him and back to the snake. “Yes, in way it looks like any other snake, but this one is modified not to devour its prey.” He said. “Not devour, then how does it eat?” I asked, stunned at what modern science can come up with these days. “It’s this.” He said holding up a tub in his hand. “A modified protein gel, that the snake absorbs inside its stomach.” “Poor thing, how do we feed it the paste.” I asked. “Gel, we spread it all over something that it swallows.” He said looking at my naked body. “You mean me?” I asked. “Well yes, it’s your fantasy to be eaten by a snake, this way you get to experience it and not be digested.” He replied. “So my body is coated with the paste, sorry gel, and then the snake eats me.” I questioned him. “Yes.” He said. “But I’m still snake food, I’m swallowed by the snake, I’m covered in its food, what happens to me then ?” I queried. “Once I’m swallowed I’ll die.” “No, I would never allow that to happen to you. Yes the snake will swallow you, but then as you enter it’s stomach the snake will digest the gel, its real food, and then once done it will regurgitate the left over waste, or uneaten food – you, back out through its mouth.” He said with a smile. “So let me get this straight, I’m covered in the goo, the snake then swallows me, I end up in his stomach and it digests the goo off of me, won’t the stomach acids burn me as well?” I asked. “No, there are no acids in the snakes stomach otherwise you would, the snake uses an enzyme to digest the gel, leaving you with no harm.” He told me. “But what about breathing?” I asked. “You will be able to breath, the enzymes in the snake when they absorb the protein gel give off oxygen, but also the snake’s skin is slightly porous, you will be able to take enough air in through the snake’s skin. Like if you were under a couple of blankets, so I’ve been informed.” He told me. “So, I live through the whole thing then?” I said in reply. “You sound disappointed, did you expect to die inside the belly of the snake?” he looked shocked as he said that. ”Oh no… sorry, just lost in my fantasy..” I laughed. “I can get you a real snake if you wish, but you only get to try it once.” He said to me. “No, I’m not wanting a real snake…” I said, my mind still lost in my fantasy. “No, I want to be with you for a long while to come.” “Well do you want to try out your fantasy?” he asked me. “I’m still nervous, it’s all seems so real…” I stuttered, “but you’ve gone to so much trouble for me. Thank you.” I turned around and pressed my naked body up against his, my breast mashing against his chest as I kissed him deeply. I could feel his member getting stiffer against my thigh, “There’s just something I want to take care of first…” I smiled as I dropped down on my knees, eagerly seeking out his growing cock; my mouth was soon around it, teasing and sucking until he came. “Okay, are you ready?” Jerry asked me. “Yes, Master…” I said, looking back up at him from my submissive position on my knees, looking like the cat that had gotten the cream, which I had and swallowed too. “You need to rub this gel over your skin, I help you where you can’t reach.” He said, handing me the pot. Opening it, it smelled yeasty, not unpleasant but it did have a strong odour. I reached in with my finger, the cold gel gathered up in my hand, a slimy paste, it gave me thoughts of Jerry’s cum, sending a wonderful tingle throughout my body. I was turned on by submitting to him and blowing him off, but I hadn’t climaxed, I just wanted to please him and gain pleasure from that. I began rubbing the gel over my legs, the slimy goo seemed to cling onto my flesh and give it a sheen, my skin tingling as the gel covered it. Once both legs were coated in the stuff, I stood back up and looked at the snake. ‘I’ll be your dinner soon!” I thought, my arousal rising and more wonderful feeling s spread over my body. Jerry interrupted my deep thoughts when he started to spread the gel over my back, I was away in my own world. I then began to apply the gel to my tummy and up over my breasts, whilst Jerry’s hands had drifted south and were playing with my soft, round derriere, his fingers teasing the flesh he found there. His fingers soon slipped between my thighs to find the hidden treasure that lay beneath. What with me rubbing my breasts with the gel and Jerry supposedly rubbing the gel on my vagina, but seemingly more intent of finding my clitoris, I felt my knees give way as a small climax ran over my body. Once we had finished laying with my naked body, and I was suitably coated in the gel, the whole tub had been used on me, which apparently was the instructions Jerry had been given to properly feed the snake, one tub was enough to feed the snake for a few days, Jerry informed me. “So, the snake has to be fed every couple of days?” I asked. “Yes, that’s what the lab guys told me.” Jerry said. “And I have to feed it?” I asked. “Well yes, how else will it get the gel?” he said to me. “I didn’t think of that.” I replied. “Oh, so I’ll have to do this again in a few days.” “Great isn’t it, you can live out your fantasy as many times as you wish.” Jerry beamed. “I guess I will…” I said. “Okay, are you ready for the snake?” he asked me. “I’m still nervous…” I stammered, “I don’t know if I can do this.” “The snake is ready to be fed, you’re ready to feed him, what’s wrong?” Jerry asked. “I just feel…” I replied, “I need something…” “What?” he asked. “Could you tie me up, I don’t want to hurt the snake if I thrash around, and I’ll feel more comfortable bound.” I sheepishly said. “Master…” Jerry knowing what that meant, quickly had some rope in his hand, seemingly already prepared for this it seemed. He began tying my ankles, wrapping around and cinching between my legs, making it tight but not too tight. The same around my knees, to hold them together. “Hands!” he ordered. He then tied then too in front of me, the rope ends trailing back down to bind around the knee tie. “Open” he commanded me, I opened my mouth as he pushed in a ball gag, the straps went around the back of my head, now securely bound and gagged, there was nothing to stop my Master from doing what he wanted with me. He then lay me back down on the floor, ready to be the snake’s next meal, trussed and ready. He walked away to the corner of the room and opened the door to the glass tank, the snake sensing that the door was open and sniffing the air, finding the aroma of the gel that covered my body to his liking, he moved towards the door. I was transfixed watching the snake slid out of the tank, and onto the floor, making its way to where it’s next meal lay, a tasty bundle of female flesh covered in goo. The snake had finally figured out where the smell was coming from, me, its nose sniffing the air around my toes, it tickled as its tongue licked the underside of my feet. I was glad that I was bound, I would have jumped up as soon as the tongue touched me. I had to dig deep to overcome my fear, this was something I had dreamt, masturbated and dreamed of for a long while, and here I was about to experience this in real life. Not long after the snake now figured that I was its food, this was new for it as well as me, I lay there watching the snake check out my toes, my hands bound in front of me began to seek out the little nub of pleasure between my legs, gently teasing the little guy in the boat to come out and play. The snake meanwhile, satisfied that it had found its next meal, and that there was no danger that it could sense from its prey, decided to taste the food in its mouth. The snakes mouth took in a couple of my toes, testing the taste and no doubt savouring the delightful meal laying there waiting to be eaten. Happy with what it, the mouth started to engulf my left foot, it got so far down and then realised that it couldn’t go any further. Moving back up it opened its mouth wider to take in the other foot as well, now it could eat the rest of me. Soon the snake had covered my feet with its mouth and began working its way up my legs. I was watching the snake eat my feet, seeing it figure out how to eat them and my finger was eagerly working between my thighs, sending wonderful feelings throughout my entire body. I settled myself back and waited for the snake to continue to swallow me. Jerry was watching me; his hand was stroking his dick, delighted in what he was seeing in front of him. The snake had now gotten my ankles inside its mouth and began to move up my legs. Each time it moved upwards it seem to push me along the floor, only slightly, and something that maybe we should look at in the future. Maybe I could get Jerry to push me down into the snake’s mouth, the thought sending delightful tingles through me. The snake had now reached my knees, it seemed to be hungry for me, or maybe it was making sure that I couldn’t get away. The pace quickened up my thighs, but when it got to my hips the poor creature had to slow down, this being my widest point, not that a lady would admit to that. My fingers now began working overtime, I could feel my legs inside of the snake, the tightness as it gripped and pulled them inside, the muscles working to get the prey inside the creature’s stomach. The snake lifted itself upwards, moving me up off of the floor, this was a shock to both me and Jerry, didn’t think the creature would have been powerful enough to do that, but it seemed I was wrong. The snake having figured out how to move the larger part of the animal it was eating into its mouth, using the weight of the animal to help slide it further down into the inside of itself. My hips popped inside when the snake lifted itself and me off of the floor, I felt myself slid further down inside the snake, the tight muscles inside the snake began to pull and tighten against my body, making the prey slid closer to the snake’s stomach. I hadn’t realised, what with the snake lifting me off of the ground, that my hands, bound as they were to the ropes around my knees had also slipped inside of the snake, they were still playing with my clit, but now they were pressed tightly against my sex. The snake sensing that the obstruction had now been cleared, it decided to press on and devour the rest of its meal. It made short work of my stomach and was soon encountering my breasts, I am not a big breasted woman by any means, but they are a fair size for my height, even flattened as they were with me laying down, this would be the snakes next problem. But again the snake lifted the prey in its mouth into the air, causing me to slip down further inside the beast. Now that part was over I would soon be inside the snake, on my way down into its belly. The snake happy now that it had overcome the last obstacle in its meal, was now speeding up devouring the last parts of the animal, that was its food. I could see the snakes eyes as they came closer to my head, I had laid still whilst the snake swallowed me, I think the ropes helped too, now I was about to come face to face with the creature of my fantasies. Jerry was blown away by the way the snake had figured out how to eat its meal, the way it had lifted not only itself but the prey too, to make it easier to swallow. His hand was now speeding up rubbing his cock, he watched transfixed as his wife was being eaten by the snake, she seemingly accepting her fate and not calling out for him to help. Not that I could, with the gag in place and anyway, now that I was virtually inside the snake what would poor old Jerry do to save me, not that I wanted to be saved at this point. *** Darker part *** It was at this moment that I was distracted by the footsteps of a pair of heels walking into the room, I watched as the legs came more into the light and saw my younger sister Louise, standing there, looking at me. Then my husband Jerry walked over to her and they kissed, I was shocked, it wasn’t a platonic kiss on the check, but a full blown, smouldering passionate kiss on the mouth. His hands reached around her waist and pulled her closer to him, whilst she placed her arms around Jerry’s neck and pulled him into the kiss. “So dear sister, you’ve finally got to live out your fantasy. Jerry told me all about it, so we planned this little surprise for you.” She stated. I lay there in the snake’s mouth and mummpphed through the gag at her. “What’s that dear sister? You’re enjoying your fantasy of being eaten?” she smiled, in her cocky manner that she always had when she spoke down to me. “Or is the fact that me and Jerry have been having an affair behind your back, without your knowledge, for a few months now.” She sounded very cold when she said that, she has always been spiteful towards me, and resented the fact that I was married to Jerry, mostly because he was wealthy, from an old moneyed family and owned his own company. She was always attracted to those types of men, rich, what’s the term I would use about her habits of going out with older, affluent, married men, well the word ‘gold-digger’ comes to mind. “Well it seems that the snake has most of your body well and truly swallowed now, with only your head left, though the poor thing seemed to struggle with the wider parts of you, I was watching on the screen upstairs. Oh yes, we’re recording this for posterity and our amusement later on. See the cameras are all around.” She stated as she pointed out the cameras. “Mummph!” I tried to say bitch, but the gag muted my words. Louise turned to Jerry, “Oh my, this is making me so horny, watching my big sister being devoured by the nasty snake, I need something…” And she reached down to his crotch, his penis was already hard from masturbating whilst watching me, soon she dropped to her knees and took his hard member in her mouth. I was astounded that she was doing this in front of me, and that Jerry was encouraging her by running his hands over her hair, and pushing her head to take more of him in. All I could do was watch the scene unfold before my eyes, the snake meanwhile had stopped swallowing, and the effort of eating such a large meal must be taking a toll on the poor creature. Louise meanwhile stopped what she was doing with my husband’s cock; she turned to look at me with an evil grin, one where she knows that she has won over me, taken something away from me for her own ends. Her hand still playing with his penis, as she tormented me, like she has done since we were teenagers. And then she dropped the bombshell. “Jerry lied.” Was all she said. “Mmph?” I tried to question, a frown on my forehead. “You’d better tell her Jerry.” She said as she teased his cock with her hand, never letting go of it. “Urgh… “ Jerry tried to engage his other higher brain when he heard his name, the other was now back in Louise’s mouth. “Sorry Janice, but Lou’s right. There’s no genetically modified snake, never has been, who’d believe that story anyway, when I suggested that, Lou said that you’d be gullible enough to believe it, seems she was right.” “MMMpphhh!!” I tried to struggle, the snake feeling the movement tightened up its muscles, holding me even tighter than before. Tears began to form in my eyes. Louise took his penis from her mouth, “That’s right stupid, who would think something like that, oh that’s right - my dumb sister! That’s a real snake dummy, and you’re being eaten!” “Muugrhh!!” I tried to curse at her. “And the best thing is you consented to it, you even asked to be tied and gagged, I couldn’t believe that when I heard it. The video will show the whole thing. Hey, maybe we’ll post it online and make some money off of it.” Louise ridiculed me as she said those words. “Maybe if we make enough, we could have more gullible victims like you!” “Sorry Janice, but this is the end for us, and you.” Jerry said, “Though I’m sure that your sister will take care of my needs for the foreseeable future.” The snake meanwhile had recovered enough to continue swallowing down its meal, the muscles inside began to pulse and ripple against my body, and I started moving further inside of the snake. The snakes’ nose was now brushing up against my jaw, the gag holding my mouth open wide slowed it down a little, but I knew that it would easily overcome that obstacle after swallowing my hips and breasts. I could also feel a tingling sensation on my skin, this I thought would be the digestive juices starting to work on my flesh. Louise meanwhile, had decided to get my husband to fuck her in front of me, so horny was she at watching me being eaten that she just had to have Jerry inside her, and add the final insult. They both lay on the floor where I had direct sight of the two of them, I couldn’t avert my eyes. Jerry was soon inside her, pumping away like a demented demon. Louise meanwhile, just watched me and looked into my eyes, the look was pure evil, and her hands moved over Jerry’s bum and encouraged him to push himself deeper into her. The snake had now moved on from my neck, it had overcome the gag and was now closing over my nose. I looked up and could see the inside of the snake’s mouth; the fangs pushed back, no need for them with this prey. My body was moved down deeper into the snake now, this was the last part for the snake, the meal now safely inside of it, soon it would be able to rest whilst the food was dissolved inside its stomach. I cried out as the mouth closed over my eyes and was now over the top of my head, I could not move, escape was impossible and the last sight I saw of the outside world was my sister’s evil smile, as my now former husband banged her on the floor, she’d won over me, the final victory in our long running battle. Louise watched as her sister disappeared inside of the snake, Jerry was too engrossed in his sexual frenzy to see the last sight of his wife disappearing into the snake. She came as the last part of my head was engulfed by the snake, all that was now left of me outside was my hair, and soon that went inside the snake too. As the snake moved up over my head and covered my face, I figured that this would be the last chance to experience my fantasy; I had been strangely turned on by the truth of the situation, and then watching Jerry bang my sister. I know it seems perverse, but my fingers brought out the most wonderful orgasm I had experienced in my entire life. Whether it was the tight confines, the way the snake was eating me, the lack of oxygen or the fact the I was living my fantasy at last, but this climax went on and on, especially as I was now fully inside of the snake, and on my way down to its stomach. Jerry climaxed into Louise just as the snake finished eating his wife, he never saw the look in my eyes as the snake finally overwhelmed me; Louise had enjoyed not only the orgasm that he had given her, but also watching me being swallowed by the snake. She had seen the look of fear be replaced by lust, acceptance and the final orgasm of my life. Inside the light was now gone, the pink internal walls and muscles of the snake moving my body as I travelled down inside the beast. The snake now satisfied that it had swallowed its prey, it lay there contented whilst it shifted the food down into its stomach. Jerry, now recovered from his own climax, walked over to see where his wife was inside of the snake, he could see a bulge moving down in the snake, every once in a while it would shiver. Louise joined him in running her hands over the snakes skin, feeling for her sister, now snake food, moving inside the creature. I was having my last ever orgasm as I moved further down into the snake, the tight muscles of the snake moving me ever closer to my final destination. I could feel them running their hands over the outside of the snake, feeling the bulge that was once his wife and her sister. The snake lay there allowing them both to play with it, the soft stroking giving the snake delightful feelings, much like a pet being pampered by its owner I guess. Meanwhile my body had moved into the final chamber that was the snakes stomach, the muscles stopped moving me any further down in the snakes insides, I guessed that I was now in its tummy and it would start digesting its meal – me. The snake now happy with the meal safely stored away in its belly began to move, it headed back towards the tank where it had came from, this was its home, somewhere where it could safely digest the lovely meal if had just eaten. The final feelings I had before my last breath was the snake move with me inside it, the wall constricting as it moved around, making it tighter for me inside. My skin now starting to burn, luckily I could no longer feel any pain. The snake contented now curled up as best it could inside the tank, it would sleep now whilst the prey inside its stomach would be digested, it wouldn’t need to eat again for several days. Jerry watched as the snake moved back into the tank, he didn’t stop it from going inside, why would he, after all that was where the snake was going to live from now on, his wife now just snake food, no longer part of his life. He closed the door to the tank and locked it, he didn’t want the snake getting away with its precious cargo in its belly. They both watched for a short while as the snake settled and the bulge in its belly seemed to have stopped moving now. He then turned his attention back to the cameras, switching them all off, he retrieved the hard drive with the recordings on it and they both headed towards the stairs. He took one last look back at the tank, the snake now asleep, he switched off the light and headed upstairs with Louise. She took his hand and led him up to the bedroom, after what she had just witnessed she needed to work off her pent up sexual energy. Meanwhile, with its meal safely now in the snakes’ belly, the beast moved itself to the back of the tank where it felt comfortable and then curl itself up, making my body bend with it inside of the snake. The long, slow digestion process had begun, my body now just nutrients for the snake.

Primal Hunger

Sat, 11 Aug 2018 00:00:00 +0000

Max was wide awake the very moment that he opened his eyes. He immediately leapt out of bed and rushed to wash up and brush his teeth. Most of the time this wouldn’t have been normal behavior for the high school student. Typically he would roll over, pulling the bedspread over his head, and resist getting up until his mother started nagging him to get out of bed. However, this was the morning of October 31st and, over the past few years, he’d been noticing changes in himself as Halloween, or Samhain, approached. The first year he’d noticed it, it wasn’t anything more than an increased altertness, even antsiness. He wasn’t able to figure out the reason for the feelings of agitation. However, they subsided fairly rapidly after Halloween was over and his memory of them faded. But they came back again the following Halloween, and they were stronger than the first year. He also became aware of sharper sensory perception, particularly the sense of smell. Once again, though, he quickly forgot about them after the holiday had passed.

The Passion Flower

Mon, 30 Oct 2017 00:00:00 +0000

She loved her Passion flower. Ever since she had seen the all but dead thing in a pot at the garden centre. She took pity on it, she planted it into her garden, fed it, gave it space to climb.

Over the years it grew stronger, each year it grew more and more. Secateurs no longer tough enough to cut it back and the end of the season. Instead she had to attack it with a power saw.

Virtual Reality

Thu, 04 May 2017 00:00:00 +0000

Don was in his late forties, still good looking, with a firm toned body. Having lived and breathed computers from an early age he had been asked to head up a new, but small research faculty at Fort Lauderdale in Florida, to explore what was possible in the world of virtual reality and cyber space. To help him he had a young woman who had just graduated. As well as being an attractive young woman, Sharon was very adventurous and always making suggestions regarding what she would like to experience in the virtual world. Don’s task was to develop a system that would be compact and as realistic as possible. Current systems involved the use of large goggles and awkward gloves, with participants having to stand or move around in order to get some form of realistic effect.

A Stalker's Visit

Sun, 16 Oct 2016 00:00:00 +0000

“Hey.”

I jumped at the single word. Who had gotten into my dorm at this hour? I didn’t recognize that voice. I put the comic book down on the stack next to my bed. “Who’s there?” I asked.

The door opened the rest of the way. “You don’t recognize me? That’s a shame. I’m your biggest fan.” A girl stood before me. She was staring at me intently, like she expected me to do something, or maybe she was sizing me up.

Big Brother

Sat, 10 Jan 2015 00:00:00 +0000

Matt and Sean were brothers. Sean, the younger, was 18, and his biggest problem in his life was his size: indeed he was only 5 feet, and suffered a lot because of it. Apart from that, he wasn’t bad-looking: brown-haired, dark eyed, thin but quite muscular. He had always had other problems, like school. He had often been laughed at by others, and mostly guys his age. Take Nick and his friends for instance. In locker rooms, when they changed, they would circle him, would stare at him, and would beat him. Of course they didn’t do it too badly so that nothing could be proved. And yet, Nick wasn’t that tall since he was 5 feet 3, but he had been so glad to find someone smaller than he had managed to convince his friends to follow him. They were taller of course, but not as tall as Sean’s big bro. Matt was not the kind of guy you want to deal with. 6 feet 4, big arms and legs, plus well-defined abs and muscular chest too. His neck was quite large, his hair blond, and his eyes blue. Aged 22, he had always protected his little brother and didn’t understand why people were so bad with him. Sean had always told him about Nick & friends, but he never had done anything since there never had been any evidence. But that day was different. Sean came back home, his clothes torn apart, about to cry and fed up with his pitiful life. He went to his room and locked the door. When Matt realized something was wrong, he knocked, but Sean didn’t want to open. After 20 minutes, Sean finally decided to open. Matt noticed he had bruises everywhere, and even one black eye. “What happened Sean ?” “Nick and his friends attacked me again after P.E. class, but please I don’t want you to do anything to make them angrier. I must be stronger to struggle myself.” “No no wait. You’re not gonna do anything ! You are like you are and mustn’t change to please anyone. You’re my bro and I’ll do anything to protect you. I know you’re 18 and completely able to fight, but these guys seem to outnumber you and you need me to outnumber them. Who exactly is their leader ?” “Nick is. The others wouldn’t do this if he weren’t there. But they are 4, and you’re alone bro.” “Don’t worry about that, they aren’t together all day long right ? “No, only at school and sometimes in the weekends, but most of the time they split up every evening.” “Do you know where Nick lives ? A band is nothing without their leader, then I have to get rid off him. And trust me, if he’s not here anymore, they won’t do anything. So tell me, where does he live ?” Sean hesitated a bit, but replied, “Err I think he lives in downtown, in a street near the hospital. I know he turns left while leaving college, but I can’t tell you exactly, sorry.” “Don’t worry, it is enough I need to know. Now let’s go watching TV. The day after tomorrow, he won’t bother you anymore, be sure of that.” “What ? You’re gonna kill him ? Please, no !” “Not exactly Sean, not exactly. Trust me, and just shut up.” And Matt winked. The following day, when college ended, Matt was waiting his prey behind a tree. He hadn’t eaten all day to keep some room in his belly which had started to gurgle hours before. But it will soon be filled up then he didn’t much worry. Sean had described to him how Nick looked, and when he saw him, he followed the much smaller guy. Too bad for Matt, the streets were crowded by this time. He started to wonder when he would act. Then came a park. Matt couldn’t help to smile: the first guy he had eaten happened in a park like this one. He had caught him and taken him behind bushes. But he couldn’t do the same thing there. So, he waited for nobody to be around to run, catch little Nick and knock him out. Then he acted like the little guy had fainted and had carried him to his house, pretending to help a friend who had just fainted. When he arrived he locked his room’s door and, short of breath, put Nick down on the bed. He wanted Nick to be totally under his power, then he tied him up, the arms in his back. He was so hungry that he couldn’t wait for Nick to wake up. So he slapped him, and managed to wake him up. When Nick understood his predicament, he screamed. Matt put a hand on his mouth to make him shut up. “Hi Nick. Hope you did sleep well” “Wh-where am I ?” “In a place you’ll never leave” “What ?? But who are you ?” “I’ll be honest with you. I’m Sean’s big bro, and I know what you did to him.” “Oh fucking shit. This little shit will bother til the end !” Matt hit Nick: “Don’t talk about him like that ! Your end is coming Bud, so if he bothered you, you won’t anymore.” “What do you mean by “my end is coming” ? " “I mean that you’re gonna die tonight. Oh no, the ropes are very tight and you can’t go anywhere, so don’t even try it. You see, I haven’t eaten all day and my belly here, is waiting for you” he pulled his shirt off and slapped his own gut. “Wh-wh-what ??” Nick said, looking at this flat, but large belly in front of him. “But don’t worry, you won’t feel anything. I’ve already done this before, a guy taller than you. My belly bulged but not as much as you can imagine. So you’re going to slide in very easily, with your size, hahahaha!” “Stooop it, I promise I won’t touch Sean anymore, pleease.” Nick started to cry and struggled as much as he could. Big Matt took off his jeans, to eat more comfortably. He grasped Nick with both hands and lifted him. Nick’s feet were very far from the floor, but his head was just at his pred’s mouth height. “Goodbye Nick!” were the last words Matt said before opening his big mouth to take in Nick’s head. Tied up from head to toe, there was nothing he could do but slide into this giant’s body. To engulf his little shoulders, he didn’t have to make much effort. Now that his prey was in to his nipples, Matt slowed down. He wanted to taste him one last time. Nick shivered and Matt loved it. Then Matt tilted his head back and gulped. The head entered his throat, which bulged, only slightly since his neck was muscled and large. He swallowed again and his arms entered his mouth. Once Nick’s abs had disappeared, Matt could see his chest bulge a bit. He gulped harder this time, and his ass was in too. Nick’s head and shoulders already were in the stomach, but the gut didn’t bulge at all, which was quite impressive. Indeed, Matt’s stomach was very big and his abs were very strong. “If only I ate guys every day..” he thought while gulping, his adam apple moved up and down. He could feel more and more of Nick entering his belly and still nothing moved. Matt was so strong that he had no difficulties in engulfing alive a whole a guy, the legs of whom were the only things remaining of him. He closed his eyes and swallowed the legs to the knees, and then to the ankles. He put a hand on his belly, which finally started to bulge out, but very slightly. He then took the feet in his mouth, raised his head and swallowed one last time, his neck going back to normal, so did hus chest. He opened his eyes and saw that his belly had bulged out of 3 inches only. He was amazed to realize that a guy was inside of him, whole, and that it wasn’t even visible. He then opened his door, satisfied to have fed his powerful and wonderful body, and went downstairs to watch TV. “Hope guys will keep bothering my bro..” He smiled and sat on the couch.

Hunting for Food

Sat, 10 Jan 2015 00:00:00 +0000

It was a sunny Sunday. Joe was in his bed, about to get up. He didn’t really want to, but he had to. When he finally did he went straight to the bathroom. He watched himself in the mirror. 5 feet 9, well-defined abs and a slightly bulging chest: he was muscled, but not too much, just how he had always wanted to be. Brown hair and dark eyes. He was an ordinary 19-year-old boy.

Supermans' Extra Superpower

Sat, 10 Jan 2015 00:00:00 +0000

I thought my day couldn’t get any more messed up, but boy was I wrong. It all started when I got on the wrong side of a bunch of thugs in the inner city. They decided I looked too “well off” for their part of town, in my torn jeans, ragged tee and sneakers, and had cornered me in a side alley, away from the main drag. I had had my wallet taken, my sneakers stolen, and they were in the process of removing my jeans when things changed.

The Plant That Walks

Thu, 18 Sep 2014 00:00:00 +0000

Deep in space, on the planet Rakmo…

“What are you chuckling at?”

“Look at me. Wrists bound, hanging naked from a crane. I am hanging over the gaping maw of a giant carnivorous lizard. I am the spitting image of a 60’s man’s pulp magazine cover. I apologize, but the image makes me laugh. Now when are you going to feed me to this monster?”

“The Monster is called “The Plant That Walks” and this is for science and science can’t be rushed.”

The Clueless Fly

Wed, 12 Mar 2014 00:00:00 +0000

It was a cold night and Rod was pissed, for the joke his buddies had pulled, getting him drunk and leaving him stranded in the dark alley totally naked. He looked up and saw the sign, the spiders den. The neon was turned off, “FUCK!” he cried in anguish, figures the only place to go around here is shut down for the night. That’s when heard the door creak and saw it slowly swing open. He looked at it suspiciously and the then apprehensively walked through.

The Spider and the Clubfly

Wed, 29 Jan 2014 00:00:00 +0000

It was a warm night and Joe was in the mood to club. He’d been to several of the other clubs on the strip but grew tired of the generic feel of them, he noticed the glow of a neon sign down the alley he was standing next too. Curious he walked down the alley to the sign, it said The Spiders Den. Nude dancers and lap dancing, unique things and fetishes. This peaked his interest, he walked into the door and looked around.

Silk Dance

Wed, 30 Oct 2013 00:00:00 +0000

A Halloween Special 2013 Tale

“Okay, ladies, strip.”

The four pledges looked at each other. Technically they were no longer pledges, but they weren’t full members of Zetta Phi, either. But they would be tomorrow after the ‘ordeal’.

“Come on, girls.”

The girls tugged off their clothes: Ts, jeans, panties, bras.

“You can keep your shoes. Here. Put these on.”

The girls were handed black T-shirts with the ZP logo in pink. Black panties, again with a pink ZP.

The Defiled One

Wed, 30 Oct 2013 00:00:00 +0000

A Halloween Special 2013 Tale

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Just a typical Halloween night in the psych ward, except that a dead man shows up as a beautiful nymphomaniac. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =

“It isn’t that I hate Halloween, Mary, and no, I don’t have a wife or family that I have to be with or kids to take Trick-or-Treating. It’s just that I totally and absolutely hate being on duty at a state psychiatric facility on Halloween. That’s why at the very beginning of every year I put in for a week of vacation from October 28th through November 2nd. You approve it every year, including this year. I do that because I do not want to be here nor do I have any desire to be on call at all this week.”

Dropping In For The Feast

Sat, 13 Jul 2013 00:00:00 +0000

I had been living in the jungle on and off for the last three years studying several tribes of people who had their natural food supplies wiped out. There was some exploratory mining in the area several years ago, and the actions of the heavy machinery temporarily displaced much of the natural wildlife from the lush region. Most tribes had moved to where the food animals had moved to, and as a result were doing fine. Others had benefited from MRE’s, and other kinds of food dropped from huge cargo planes, arranged by the mining company to provide for the tribes until the animals they ordinarily ate returned. The reason I was in the jungle was even after the animals had returned, the various tribes had not all returned to their previous self sufficient ways of life, and this offered itself as a living experiment on human behavior. The experiment was especially interesting as it mirrored what a great deal of “civilised” society was also doing these days.

The Huntress

Wed, 27 Mar 2013 00:00:00 +0000

This is a continuation of “A Wish Come True” and Girls’ Night Out"

Prologue: Jennifer Demott was first introduced in “A Wish Come True” as the girlfriend of Mark Johnston. Mark worked in a research lab run by a cosmetics company. When he inadvertently discovers a wrinkle reducing cream can actually cause living organisms to shrink when they ingest it, he decides to coax Jennifer into helping him make his giantess fantasy become a reality. Jennifer is reluctant at first but finally agrees. But things get horribly out of hand for Mark when Jennifer discovers she likes the fantasy far more than she had imagined.

The Huntress

Wed, 27 Mar 2013 00:00:00 +0000

This is a continuation of “A Wish Come True” and Girls’ Night Out"

Old Milkers

Sat, 12 Jan 2013 00:00:00 +0000

Being an enterprising businesswoman I looked at the popular trend of human milk producing farms, and their acceptance with the well healed in society that didn’t want to produce their own. Some farms were designed right from the start for human cows, and their automated processes provided plausible deniability for any farmer caught “accidentally” enslaving a free woman against her will. Several key parts of the automated conversion from free woman to milker left the latter with little in common with their free relatives, and it was easy for the courts to draw up legal distinctions between the two.

Old Milkers

Sat, 12 Jan 2013 00:00:00 +0000

The Least Dangerous Game

Mon, 17 Dec 2012 00:00:00 +0000

The desirable actress and her producer husband were traveling by yacht in the South Pacific, mostly to get away and forget her dismal performance in her last film. She had got into film many years ago as a teenager with stunning good looks, having been discovered by accident in a shopping mall, and rarely having to perform on the casting couch for a role. Since then she had worked hard at becoming more than a pretty face, but her looks forced her to be typecast as a dumb blond for the first part ofher career anyway. She never did any nude scenes, but she had to dress the part and her wardrobe always stopped just short of an adult rating. By the time she had a chance to actually act she was stuck with the predetermined notion that she was as dumb as most of the world thought she was, and her last film was a major flop because of that. She was angry at herself for taking the ill suited role, but more so with her husband for advising her to. She would now be considered a “poison pill” for any big screen work, and she didn’t even want to think about the small screen! To make matters worse, there was always a fresh supply of pretty young ladies to take her place, and they would do anything, literally ANY THING to land a role on the big screen.

Pussy Silk 2: Out in the Park

Sat, 16 Jun 2012 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Pussy Silk)

Part 2: Out in the Park

It had been a while since Sue had caught her prey, and although playing with him was fun, she felt that she needed something other than a toy. So after going through the nightly routine, she left her silk wrapped prey hanging from the ceiling and went out for the night!

It was a fairly busy night at the club when she pulled up and got out of the car. She handed the valet her car keys and gave him a generous tip as well as a seductive wink. She walked up to the front entrance and gave the doorman her entrance fee and walked on in.

Pussy Silk 2: Out in the Park

Sat, 16 Jun 2012 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part one

Part 2: Out in the Park

Pussy Silk

Fri, 08 Jun 2012 00:00:00 +0000

It was a normal day, not unlike any other day, Joe had just left the local market and ran across an old friend. Sue was blonde with some graying, an older woman of about her mid to upper forties, she’d always been somewhat of an obsession of Joe’s, ever since working with her at the workshop. She smiled at him and winked as they passed each other, ”Hi stranger” she said as they passed. Surprised Joe turned around and returned the greeting. “How you been doing?” she asked.

Date with a Spider

Fri, 25 May 2012 00:00:00 +0000

Pat was 50 but didn’t show it because of the transformation when she was turned into the spider woman that she was. She was well endowed and looked like a 30 year old, gorgeous from her head to her toes, her flowing red hair replaced the graying dull red she had when she was looking her age. Her tits were large and firm with firm nipples and her vagina was smooth and barren, she was a gorgeous redhead that looked 30. She loved the fact that she had her looks back, that with her actual years of experience chasing men, all those years paid off by allowing her to pursue and catch her prey with relative ease. She always wore a mink coat over her nude form to hide the extra arms and legs from her intended prey. It wasn’t until caught in her embrace that her true form was found out but by then her prey had been subdued.

Date with a Spider

Fri, 25 May 2012 00:00:00 +0000

JD's version of 'The Blob'

Mon, 12 Dec 2011 00:00:00 +0000

Joanna switched off the CD player, wound the windows up and got out of the car. One of her neighbours passed by and yelled “Hey Joanna! Looking good as always!” She turned, laughed and said, “Thank you, Mike! But I’ve had better days!”

“Good day, today?”

“Hectic.”

“Ahh no, sorry to hear that. Maybe you should pop round my place for a bit and chill out. I’ve got a mountain of wine bottles at home!”

Lillith's Tails Part 7: Lillith's Passion

Mon, 28 Nov 2011 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Lillith’s Tails Part 6: Lillith’s Children)

Lillith’s Tails Part 7: Lillith’s Passion

Sleepy awareness dawns, the darkness slowly gives way to a dim red radiance that illuminates nothing. Floating suspended in fluid warmth, a thought drifted idly across the newly awakened mind.

“Who am I?”

Memories flicker just out of reach, fractured images and half formed sounds dance at the edge of hearing.

“Where am I?”

Unseen hands grope in the gloom tracing across soft shapes the thick syrup matching body heat so well that everything seems to blur into one mass.

The 'B' Grade Lingerie Model Part 2

Sun, 14 Aug 2011 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from The “B” Grade Lingerie Model)

Continued from Part One.

Part Two

The woman lost track of time as she was rolled around by the giant snake’s stomach muscles in total darkness. She felt the giant sausage casing beginning to break down in spots and stomach acids entering her protective sheath. Her arms were almost free from her sides with the aid of the slimy mucus, but held as she was in the belly of the beast it did her little good. She could feel the snakes heartbeat, and the blood rush through it’s arteries, and she thought that soon she would be forever part of it…

Chocolate Bunny

Fri, 22 Jul 2011 00:00:00 +0000

(………………….)

“Speak standard English, please.”

“Why?”

“First off, it has a soothing effect on them. Secondly, it will give you insight into their psychology.”

“We breed them. What does psychology have to do with it?”

“It’s less labor intensive to let them look after themselves than for us to be herders. That and it’s felt to produce a better product. We’ll start with the blonde.”

“Free range?”

“College girl, out with friends, had too much to drink courtesy of our bartender, called a cab - our cab of course.”

The Shower

Thu, 14 Jul 2011 00:00:00 +0000

Gretchen awoke from her nightmare with a sharp gasp, sitting up quickly and richocheting her eyes across her bedroom. Her rapid breaths subsided slowly with the knowledge of her waking. She fell back onto her mattress, hand over her heart. The dream was already trickling away from her consiousness. She remembered feeling trapped, or falling, or a bit of both. Worst was the vivid memory of a voice before waking. The low, hissing tone felt like it had whispered directly into her ear, “You’ll do wonderfully”, followed by deafening laughter from all sides. She shook the voices from her groggy mind, swishing her medium-length blond hair. Calmed, she leapt out of bed, throwing off her nightie and hopping directly into the nearby bathroom shower.

That Strange Island 4

Wed, 04 May 2011 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from That Strange Island 3)

Part Four

On that strange island which no outsider ever visited, a girl in a Friendly village lay in her bed chamber in the early morning remembering a wonderful thing she had seen the day before. A man from an Unfriendly tribe had been fed to the big lizard in the hill and the girls her age had been taken to see that spectacle for the first time. Some girls from another tribe had been invited to join them; this girl had sat next to one of them and they had enjoyed it together.

Worms

Thu, 24 Feb 2011 00:00:00 +0000

I’m a miner, not a biologist, so it never occurred to me to try to figure out how the worms did what they did. We were just glad for whatever it was. And it wasn’t the worms themselves, it was Mother. I called it Mother not because, as I said, I understood the biology, it just seemed to be a safe haven for the worms. It provided protection of sorts. Orifices dotted its surface and whenever there was a threat, from outside worms say, Mother’s worms would slither inside while the warrior worms did battle.

Makes its Own Sauce

Mon, 06 Dec 2010 00:00:00 +0000

He’d heard the owls before but never quite so close. This one seemed to be talking to him. Eventually he spotted her in a tree across from his cabin. She was looking directly at him, moving her head around and occasionally shrieking. As soon as he made eye contact she flew to another tree about fifty yards down the path. He followed her and, once he spotted her in the tree, she flew off to a third tree where she perched, watching him.

Me, Willow & Dawn

Mon, 06 Dec 2010 00:00:00 +0000

Me, Willow & Dawn

Me, Willow and Dawn were nude in my bedroom, having sex fun. I was lying on my back on my bed, with my legs spread wide, and Dawn was watching as Willow, kneeling on the bed between my legs, sucked on my penis and gently rubbed my balls. I moaned with pleasure as I felt Willow’s warm, wet mouth on my fully erect, throbbing penis, which extended about 5 inches from my body.

Stew for Dinner

Thu, 11 Nov 2010 00:00:00 +0000

How stupid can you be?

I lift my head and stare at my naked body, tightly buckled and spread-eagled on a table. I had heard about grooming on the web; innocent people lured in and abused by perverts pretending to be friends. But that should only happen to young girls, not to a twenty-five year old man.

I am Steward McClure, 25 years old, as I just said, and I am a sports instructor, amateur boxer and closet fetishist.

Alicia's Birthday Treat

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 00:00:00 +0000

Alicia gives me a piece of candy. The next thing I realize, I am only 4" tall and looking straight up at a beautiful monument. She picks me up and hides me in her lunchbox, telling me she’s taking me home to celebrate her birthday. She gets me home and tells me to strip.

I tell her to go to hell, bitch. Wrong move!!!

The next thing I know I am picked up in front of her huge staring face. She blows her hot breath on me and then starts pulling my clothes off with her teeth as I am kicking and pounding at her lips in complete terror, begging her not to eat me.

The Cycle of Life

Fri, 30 Jan 2009 00:00:00 +0000

This story contains adult content and should not be made available to minors or be read by anyone who is offended by sexual materials. Feel free to repost this story as long as it is in an appropriate place for the content and as long as this disclaimer remains with it.

“Pass me the specimen box”. Carol lifted the new species of fern carefully from the ground. She had discovered the new plant within the first three hours of a new expedition. She had only just begun her internship and she was already proving herself with the team. Carol seemed to have the uncanny ability to identify a plant with the shortest of glances. When she was a small child, vacationing with her parents in Brazil, she had ingested a poisonous plant. They were far from help and she can still remember how quickly she was getting sick. Their guide, a local man, walked into the vegetation and returned with a fist full of bright green leaves. The man squeezed the juice from the leaves into her mouth and made her swallow. She remembered how a few drops of the bitter plant seemed to instantly stop the pain. From that day forward, she had a new devotion and respect for plants.

Oysters for Dinner 2: The Sequel

Mon, 22 Sep 2008 00:00:00 +0000

It was not possible for me to email Ian, and thank for the inspiration from the nice story Oysters for Dinner, and introduce a sequel to it, so I here it is. Oyster dinner 2

Greg didn´t feel good about missing Mrs Wrights party, it was his first, even if he had been talking a lot of times with her, trying to get closer to her daughter Jen, but always ending up with chatting with Mrs Wright feeling somewhat cosy in her company, watching her lips as she spoke, soft calm words, her lips were kind of mesmerizing as she spoke, and he caught himself thinking what it would be like to kiss her soft sweet lips, maybe even french kiss her?

Pamela and the Alien

Tue, 22 Apr 2008 00:00:00 +0000

Pamela was moving through the disabled Mauerelli ship. It was a small freighter with a crew of about 20. The Mauerelli are a tall thin wiry race whose similar anatomy to humans made it easy for Pam to get through the passages to conduct salvage operations.

The lights were dim as expected after an energy core shut down. With the engines off line there was barely enough power to keep life support operational. There was still no sign of the crew. While that bothered Pam she realized that it wasn’t uncommon for the Mauerelli to abandon a ship at the slightest hint of damage. She used her flashlight to navigate through the narrow passageways.

Lunch Break

Tue, 11 Dec 2007 00:00:00 +0000

As silly as it was, it felt like he right choice to go to the local mall for my dinner. It had been a number of days since I had anything at all to eat, so I was starting to get a little peckish. Even the thought of food made my stomach start to rumble in anticipation. I placed a hand over it and smiled. “Soon enough,” I said in a whisper as I walked towards the food court.

Ann meets the Blob

Sun, 30 Sep 2007 00:00:00 +0000

Fantasy developed after watching The Blob, 1958 version.

The sticky red mass flows across the grass, seeking prey. Approaching a house, it smells a living animal inside. It flows under the door and into the house. It senses that the animal is behind another door. It approaches.

Ann is nude and alone in her room, lying on her bed, casually looking out her bedroom window. The door is behind her; she can’t see it.

Plant(ed)

Thu, 23 Aug 2007 00:00:00 +0000

added picture 23.10.07

This story is not your usual self bondage or mind control story, this story is the story of my life, or well my wife, and the events that lead up to what happened just today. To tell you the story I must also tell you that my wife has an special affinity towards plants, not an entirely abnormal thing, but she has an affinity for a certain plant and the idea of it’s interesting properties. You remember back in 2009 when the meteorite crashed into the mountain ranges in Colorado, you remember that there where multiple accounts of people seeing plants or animals that did not belong on this planet. You also remember the government trying to hide the evidence of this alien infection, and then finally admitting that there was a “harmless infection” once some of the “species samples” had found their way into households as pets or novelty household plants. At the same time that they admitted about the infection they also outlawed the ownership of any contaminated substance, especially living organisms.

Nicole's Fantasy Comes True

Tue, 20 Mar 2007 00:00:00 +0000

My name is Nicole; I’m 30 years old, 5’ 5”, and 120 lbs. I am proud of my nicely shaped well toned slim body.

One of my high school classes was biology; one of the studies was reptiles. A local pet store owner brought in several lizards and snakes. We carefully handled them; many girls didn’t touch the snakes. At first I was reluctant, but soon I was handling the large 5’ long beautifully colored snake. I could feel the strong muscles in its body as I draped it around my neck and body. I held its head close to my face, his unblinking beady eyes looked straight into my eyes and he flicked his long forked tongue to smell me. I was captivated by this beautiful creature. The teacher showed us pictures of many different snakes, some very dangerous, some harmless, and many different colors and patterns. I was intrigued and fascinated with a picture of a very large 35’ anaconda with a large long bump in its stomach, it was a girl taken from a local village. This image was permanently fixed in my mind.

Octopus

Sun, 16 Jul 2006 00:00:00 +0000

Dave took a step back, and watched Maggie unbutton her blouse. He could see she was breathing heavily. Was it from fear or excitement, he wondered. She dropped the blouse to the wet beach and quickly unsnapped her bra. It fell atop the shirt. Dave knew then, seeing her erect nipples and goose-pimple flesh that her arousal was intense. Five paces before her, the creature coiled its glistening tentacles. It waited patiently, as if knowing the prey would come to it. Maggie slowly unzipped her jeans. She slid them down her legs, then sat in a shallow puddle to get them past her feet. She sat in the soft wet sand, naked but for the panties. She pulled this last item down her thighs. Dave felt an erection building in his loose shorts. He could sense his woman was nearing orgasm before even making contact with the beast. She lay back, nude on the beach. Her eyes closed. Unconsciously her right leg extended, leaving a shallow trench in the sand.

The Interview

Sun, 16 Jul 2006 00:00:00 +0000

Elaine Sostak had arrived just before lunch for the interview. This was to be her first job. Getting the job did not concern her, her hunger did. She had years of training in French and the school needed a French teacher. She had black hair cut just above the shoulders, deep brown eyes, cute slightly upturned nose and full lips. For the interview she had chosen a knit sweater pulled tightly over her ample breasts, and a short plaid skirt revealing soft, smooth legs. She was directed to the principal’s conference room and entered confidently.

Babysitting

Fri, 17 Feb 2006 00:00:00 +0000

They seemed like the average middle aged couple. Amy had run into them, literally, while out for a jog. A 5’ 9" 120 pound blue-eyed brunette, she had an well toned athletic body, an attractive face and slightly larger breasts than she would have liked. A conversation with an offer had resulted: Did she think she would like a position helping take care of their daughter? Amy had the impression that the girl was an infant, meaning a lot of work. She had meant to ask the age and to get more specific about duties and pay, but being an aspiring, temporarily out of work, actress she had agreed.

Woman-Swallowing Pythons

Fri, 17 Feb 2006 00:00:00 +0000

Mary stepped outside the house, closing the patio door behind her. It was a sunny day, and she felt like sunbathing. Accordingly, she was wearing her string bikini top and thong bikini bottom. She thought back to what Bob had said earlier that morning…

“Now you be careful today, Mary,” said Bob as he walked to the front door. “There’ve been sightings of woman swallowing pythons in the suburbs.”

“But they only swallow nude women,” said Mary with a smile. “The only place I’m nude is in the house… with you…”

Mummified and Eaten - Orca Snack 2

Fri, 20 Jan 2006 00:00:00 +0000

*The follow up Orca snack (which should be read before this one).*Thanks to Tiedash for proofreading the story, and thanks to Gromet for suggesting the latex bags.

The water was dark, concealing the orca who moved silently within. Its senses were on high alert. There was food out here somewhere. With her highly developed senses, the orca would find its meal. There. Tilting and looking upwards, the killer whale spotted its prey. It was above the water, about ten feet above the liquid surface. This would be tricky. Though it had a good lock on the prey, the orca would need to time this just right. A single mess-up and the creature would be hungry for another day. With a powerful stroke from its tail, the orca went down in the water. Turning, it spun until it was facing its prey. It was one of those humans. It was dangling face down towards the water, held upside down by a piece of rope tied around the ankles. What was very odd was that over its dark and slick second skin, it was wrapped head to toe in silver material. No matter. All that mattered was getting to it. With powerful strokes, the orca began to move through the water. Slowly at first. Then faster. And faster. Soon the orca was going so fast that the water around it shimmered with energy. With a final push, the orca shot out of the water. Its mouth opened impossibly wide, exposing a dark maw filled with teeth. The human dangling above the water never had a chance. The orca was going so fast that she didn’t even slow down as her mouth engulfed the human, her momentum shooting her up and up, her mouth taking in the delicious meal. Finally, the orca reached the peak of its flight upwards. The human’s ankles were inside her mouth. With a quick bite, the rope snapped. With the prey now held inside its mouth, the orca fell back into the water with an enormous splash. Satisfied, the creature swallowed this morsel whole and alive, taking it deep inside her belly, feeling it slide through her throat. She swam down and paused, feeling its still living meal enter the stomach. At that moment, a sound came to her ears. It was the sound of clapping. “There you go ladies and gentlemen!” The announcer said. “Another performance of the woman eating orca! This marks the three hundredth time Nia has been swallowed. Let’s give her, and Jude, a big round of applause!” Upon hearing the thunderous sound of applause, Jude quickly went into her well-practiced routine. She shot up from the bottom of her tank and easily slid onto the stage, her mouth open and her tail curled to the sky. The humans were going wild. Apparently, they loved what she did, which was fine with her. These humans were so easy to please. When they were happy, they were very nice to her. And to top it off, she got free food, and plenty of companionship. So it was a mutual relationship all around, though Jude suspected that she got the better end of the deal. Oh wait, there was the little hand movement. They wanted her to cough up her human friend. Moving her stomach and neck muscles, the giant orca felt around and took hold of her human friend. Getting a secure grip on her, Jude pulled her back out of the stomach and up towards the mouth. Breathing slowly, but steadily, Jude pushed her human friend out of her mouth, pushing her out and out and out until she plopped onto the water covered stage. She lay still, still breathing, but very tired. Maybe a gentle nudge would get her to move. Jude slid forward and gently bumped her human friend. She rolled slightly, moaned a little. Then the other humans were there, tearing away the silver stuff that was wrapped around her body. When she was freed, the human Nia slowly got to her feet. That was good. A sign that she was okay. There was more thunderous applause from the audience. Nia turned and waved weakly, her fatigue clearly showing. This concerned Jude. Her human friend was weak and needed rest. And she still had one more swallowing to go through today. Maybe rubbing her would make her feel better. Jude began to squeak, catching Nia’s attention. She smiled and slowly walked over to her large friend. Placing her hand on Jude’s huge mouth, she slowly stroked the rubbery skin. Jude’s eyes closed slightly as the pleasure of touch began to come over her. For being such weak and frail creatures, humans were good and showing affection through touch and care. Jude’s relaxed body gave a deep sigh as she sank another inch or so onto the stage, luxuriating in her caretakers rubbing. The rubbing continued as the audience slowly filed out. To both orca and human, it was a special, tender moment, as it always was. “You haven’t known satisfaction.” Nia mused. “Until you’ve heard an orca purr.” Kneeling down, Nia wrapped her arms around Jude’s mouth and squeezed tightly, giving the orca the biggest and tightest hug she could manage. Jude appreciated the effort. It always touched the orca when her caretaker did this. And it would be a pleasure giving her a fully body hug when she was swallowed later. This trust and affection was crucial to the two. Without it, neither would have even considered doing this show. When the hug was over, Nia sat down next to her orca. “You know.” She said, stroking the area near Jude’s eye. “You were quite good this time. Your timing on the jump and the bite was perfect.” “And you were very good at keeping still.” Jude replied. “It takes a lot of courage to do that.” Nia laughed. At times, she was certain that she could tell what Jude was thinking, just by looking at her eyes. They were so expressive, those eyes. So full of intelligence and compassion. “Well, I’m sure we’ll get another chance to see how good both of us are at this evening’s show.” “Yes, I’m sure we will.” Nia chuckled. “Here, why don’t I get you some food that you can actually eat. Does tuna sound good?” “Oh yes, please! I love that stuff!” Laughing, Nia went over and grabbed the bucket of tuna at the edge of the stage. Unknown to both orca and human, they were being watched very closely. The binoculars peeked through the bushes, enabling the user to focus his eyes on trainer Nia. “Ah ha…” Professor Jarlson said. “Yes, very good.” He adjusted the focus lens, and homed in on his target. That trainer had such a cute bottom. Covered in that skin tight, soaking wet, wetsuit. So round, so curved, so… “Oz!” “Yes dear?” Oz spun and looked at his research assistant (and fiancée) Mary. “Tell me again, why are we coming here?” Oz smiled. “Honey, I’m convinced that trainer Nia has somehow managed to communicate with her orca! Could you imagine what that means if it’s true? That we could be on a breakthrough in human and animal communication!” Mary nodded, but went on. “Well, why couldn’t you do your studies back home in Wales ?” “Because they don’t have enough resources, and I…Oh, look!” Oz Jarlson eagerly peered through his binoculars. “There, you see! The trainer is talking to the orca near one of the eyes! I knew it!” Mary shook her head. “Oz,” She joked. “Sometimes I worry about you.” Oz returned the smile. “We’re going in.” He said. “Tonight! We’re going to talk to the orca!” The smile left Mary’s face. “We’re doing what now?” ** As Jude swallowed her food, Nia went back into the small prep room off stage. A quick shower came, removing the gunk and stomach juices. Nia allowed herself a moment to just sit down and relax, letting the warm water drip and roll off her wetsuit. Relaxing in its warm embrace, she closed her eyes. Oh, this felt sooo gggoooddd…. She slowly lay down on the shower floor, peppered with small droplets of water that came from the show above her. Fatigue, weariness and the warmth of her slick and wet suit all dragged Nia into a gentle sleep. ** “Nia! Nia, wake up sillyhead!” Nia’s eyes opened. “Wh…what?” “Come on, you’ll miss the last show of the day!” Nia closed her eyes and groaned. “There’s one last show to do?” “I’m afraid so. But after that you can sleep. How’s that sound?” Sighing, Nia slowly stood up. “That sounds wonderful Liz.” Jude was already going through her tricks and stunts as Nia walked out on stage. “And here she comes ladies and gentlemen!” The announcer said, well practiced at using the phrase. “Our very own Nia!” Nia looked and waved. She chuckled as she recognized several people in the audience. Less then two months after this whole stunt had started, and she already had her own fan club. As the tape began to wind it’s way up and around her wetsuited body, Nia realized that she never got tired of being wrapped up for her stunts. This latest one was very interesting. Standard full body wrap in duct tape over the suit, but being dangled upside down over the water was an interesting touch. After the wrapping was completed, Nia was carried off the stage, up a ladder and onto a platform. There, she was laid down on the platform while Liz and the other assistant tied the rope around her wrapped ankles. Nia shuddered as she felt the rope gently dig into her ankles nice and tight. There was something about having your ankles tied together and being dangled… …which was where she was a minute later, dangling upside down fifteen feet above the water, waiting for Jude to come shooting out of the water and embrace her in her warm and sticky mouth. Ahh, there she was, at the bottom of the tank, getting ready to accelerate to maximum speed. She could rest for a few moments before the jump. She went completely limp, letting her bound and wrapped arms relax behind her back. Going completely limp, dangling like an ornament…so very relaxing. Splash Nia opened her eyes to see a huge maw coming straight at her, the dark throat welcoming her inside. She managed a smile. “Here we go.” GULP. ** The lights at the park were always dim at night. Though there was security present, the lights were kept dim enough so that the animals could sleep in the darkness. The darkness was the perfect cover for Oz and his fiancée as they snuck their way into the park, dressed like thieves in the night. Their outfits were a little out of the ordinary. Like some silly spy movie, both were dressed in skin-tight black wetsuits. “Tell me again…” Mary asked as she snuck through the bushes. “…Why are we wearing wetsuits?” “It’s because they offer camouflage in the dark. And we might be in cold water.” “Oh really? Then why did you select my suit to be the one that has these two blue stripes on it?” Oz looked back at her, his eyes growing and a smile coming onto his face. “Maybe it’s because you look so damn hot and sexy in it.” Mary rolled her eyes. “You know,” Mary said, smiling. “Sometimes I wonder if you’re still sane.” Oz only grinned as he continued onwards. There. The orca Jude’s pen was dead ahead. And there were no guards in sight. This would be easy. It was a simple manner to sneak into the pens. Jude however, wasn’t in the pens. A quick glance at the gigantic tank also showed that Jude wasn’t in her tank. A startled Oz tried to figure out where a forty foot long, multi-ton whale could hide. Then he realized what was going on, and he groaned at his own stupidity. The orca’s pen was right next to the ocean, and there was a very large gate between the two. At the moment it was open, which meant that the killer whale was out swimming in the ocean. This feature had been installed in response to animal-rights activists who claimed that the killer whale was being kept against her will. Now she could come and go whenever she wanted to. Silently indicating to his fiancée to stay and look out for guards, Oz slowly walked forward onto the stage. He shivered with excitement. This was where it happened. This was where the trainer spoke with the orca. A chuckle emerged from the man. “So, the professors back at the university think I’m mad do they? I’ll show them!” He grinned devilishly. “I’ll show them all!” His neoprene booties splashing, he walked over to the edge of the stage and splashed his hand in the water. For several minutes, nothing happened. Then a shape appeared under the water, emerging from the gate that lead to the ocean. Like a very well oiled and used machine, the orca Jude abruptly appeared and shot out of the water, landing on the stage. Oz was taken back by the whale’s size. She was…big. Very big. Easily the biggest orca he’d ever seen, in terms of length, weight and overall size. Jude looked at the human in front of her. Hmm…she couldn’t recall seeing this one before. Maybe he was a new friend to play with. She turned her head slightly and looked him over. He didn’t look or feel threatening, mostly curious. Oz slowly walked forward, unsure how to try out his idea of if this whale could understand a human language. Best to start off with the basics. He looked at the orca directly in the eye. “Do you understand me?” No, no, too generic. He needed something more focused. “If you can understand me, raise your tail.” Amazingly, the orca did just that. “Okay.” Jude’s expression told Oz. “What do you want me to do next?” Oz responded by falling on his butt, his suit rapidly getting soaked with water. She had done what he had asked! He couldn’t believe it! He had to try more commands. “Uhm…lie on your side.” Jude tilted onto her side and stuck her right flipper up and waved it. Oz was almost ecstatic with joy. It was true! This orca could understand him! Now for the classic word that had been used in all the shows. “Open your mouth.” Jude opened her mouth to as wide as it went, exposing the dark, deep and damp cavern inside it. In awe, Oz went forward and carefully peered inside Jude’s mouth. He could see the folds of skin that covered the opening of the throat, but the throat itself was very large. Wide enough to accommodate a human, as had been demonstrated in the show. Oz couldn’t resist. He stuck his arms in, and began to gently scratch Jude’s tongue. Jude’s eyes closed slightly, indicating pleasure. “Mary!” Oz said quietly. “Come here! You’ve got to see this!” No reply. “Mary? Come on, you’ll love this!” No reply. “Mary, what’s wrong?” Before Oz could turn, his hands were grabbed. Giving a little shriek, Oz looked inside Jude’s mouth. Two hands were holding his, with a grip stronger then he imagined. “What the…” With a small grunt, Nia pulled herself forward out of Jude’s throat, just enough so that her arms and head were sticking out. She yawned. “Well, hello there. What do you think you’re doing here in the park after hours?” “Don’t worry Nia.” A female voice said behind Oz. “We’ll take care of it. You there, hands in the air!” Nia released Oz’s arms. Oz briefly considered running for it, but he heard the sound of a gun chamber being slid into place. Groaning, Oz raised his arms above his head. “Good. Now don’t make any sudden movements. You’re under arrest for trespassing.” A hand brought down Oz’s right arm and put it behind his back. Oz felt the click and snap as a handcuff was locked around his wrist. The process was repeated as his left arm was bought behind his back, and locked in the handcuff too. His unseen captor forced him to kneel on the stage, where his ankles were locked in a pair of cuffs as well. ** Ten minutes later, Oz and his fiancée (who was also locked in cuffs) were kneeling on the stage in front of their captors. Nia had pulled herself out of Jude’s throat and now sat next to the orca, stroking her affectionately. “Pardon me for asking.” Oz said. “But what on earth were you doing inside that orca?” Nia smiled. “Sometimes I like to take naps inside of Jude. She doesn’t mind carrying me around while I sleep. It’s almost womb like.” “But the problem now,” Liz said. “Is what to do with these two. What were you doing here after hours?” Oz gulped. “Well, I…I was curious to see if that orca is as intelligent as she appears to be. I’m fascinated by killer whale intelligence, and your orca seemed to be a prime candidate.” Liz nodded slightly. “And?” Oz continued. “And it appears that she is intelligent. While my own commands were normal commands that are taught by you, I was unable to go into more specific details.” Liz nodded. “Well, too bad you won’t get a chance to try out any more experiments for a while. If I recall correctly, trespassing in this state is punishable by at minimum, a year in prison. So I’m sure both of you will have plenty of time to contemplate orca intelligence while sitting in your cells.” Mary cried quietly, her arms moving to wipe away the tears, but stopped by the unforgiving grip of the handcuffs. “Look,” Oz said. “I’m sure we can work something out here. We were just curious!” “You could have come and asked about meeting Jude on a one on one basis.” “In retrospect, yes. But my curiosity and impatience got the better of me.” Nia smiled. “Well, at least you’re honest.” Liz put away the gun. “Well, I suppose we’d better call the police.” Mary cried more and more, and even Oz began to cry quietly. It was a pitiful sight. “You know.” Jude said as she looked at Nia. “They didn’t do any harm. They were just curious.” Nia thought. Just as Liz was about to dial the police on the phone, she stopped her. “Wait.” She said. “I think I have an idea on how we can settle this.” Oz and Mary looked at her with a very faint glimmer of hope. “If they really want to make up for this, I know how they can. We’ve got a new idea to make it easier for Jude to swallow humans, and these two can be the first testers.” Oz and Mary frantically nodded their heads. “Yes!” Mary said. “Please, we’ll do anything you want. Anything! Just don’t call the police on us!” Nia nodded. “All right.” She got up and walked over to a locker on the far edge of the stage, opened it, and pulled out some supplies. The standard issue duct tape was there, but there were two new items. They were latex body bags. Form fitting, constructed completely of skin tight, black shiny latex. “The idea is that I’m wrapped up in tape as normal.” Nia said. “And then I get zipped up into this body bag. Very smooth, and it makes it easier for Jude to swallow me.” Oz and Mary stared. “You can’t be serious!” Oz gasped. “Well, it’s either this, or the police.” Nia said. Realizing that they had no real choice, Mary and Oz nodded their heads. “All right then.” Nia said. “Let’s get you out of those cuffs and get you wrapped up. But first…” Liz quickly took out a camera and snapped a picture of the cuffed couple. “A little insurance police to make sure you don’t run away.” Liz took out the keys to the cuffs and undid them. Oz and Mary immediately rubbed their hands together, grateful to be free of those horrible cuffs, which still looked threatening even when open. “Now then,” Nia said, holding up the tape. “Who’s first?” Mary and Oz looked at each other. “Uhh…” “How about we wrap them both at the same time?” Liz suggested. “Na.” Nia said. “Let’s wrap the guy first. He should look rather cute in the bag.” What she didn’t say is that she would enjoy watching the fear on the woman’s face, when she realized that what would happen to the guy was going to happen to her. “Okay.” Liz said. “But just to be on the safe side…” She turned to Mary and held up one of the handcuffs. Mary shook her head and backed away. “Oh no.” She said. “No, not those. I won’t run away, I promise!” Liz smiled. “I know. But this is just to be on the safe side. Besides, you look rather sexy all dressed up and handcuffed.” Mary whimpered, but otherwise did not resist as she was taken to a flagpole, and had her hands cuffed behind her back, around the pole. “There we go.” Liz said as she tightened the cuffs with a loud CLICK. “That’ll keep you secured until we’re ready for you.” Liz struggled with her steel bindings, but found that they were locked very securely. Liz walked away, leaving Mary cuffed to the pole. Quietly disappearing, she slid down and sat in the water, feeling her suit getting wet with water. “What a lousy day this has been.” She thought. Oz was standing still on the stage as the three female trainers slowly wound the thick duct tape around his body. So far only his ankles and knees were wrapped, but at the rate the trainers were going, he’d be tussled up in less then ten minutes. “This is so strange.” Nia said as she wound some tape above Oz’s knees. “What is?” Liz asked. “That I’m not the person being wrapped up in tape.” The trainers laughed. Oz gave a little chuckle. “So, do you like this?” Nia asked curiously. Oz gave a shrug. “I never imagined when I woke up this morning that I’d be in a wetsuit, getting wrapped up in duct tape in preparation of being swallowed by a creature I’ve been studying for years.” “Yea.” Liz said. “I bet you were only expecting to watch the orcas.” “Yes. That was the point…Ow! Do you have to wind it so tight?” “Yep.” Nia said as she reached his groin. “You have to be very compressed and snug so Jude can swallow you easily.” Oz gave a small groan. “How very reassuring.” “Oh don’t worry. It doesn’t hurt. Jude is very gentle when she swallows people.” “How many people has she swallowed?” “Only me, about a few hundred times.” Another gulp. At that point, the trainers reached his sides. “All right buster.” Liz said. “You need to put your arms at your sides.” “And if I don’t?” Liz gave a sly grin. “Then Jude’s teeth may do a little scraping.” Frowning and muttering, Oz complied, placing his arms at his sides. He didn’t struggle as the tape was wound around his torso and his arms, pinning both in place. From her place at the pole, Mary looked on with both dread and fascination at what was happening to her fiancée. But her attention was torn between the sight of her fiancée being wrapped up, and the tightness of the handcuffs around her wrists. Even when locked around the neoprene, they were still very tight. “Excuse me.” Mary said. “But could one of you come loosen my cuffs a little? They hurt.” “No.” Liz said. “Besides, you’ll be in them for only a few more minutes.” “But they’re tight!” “If you think those are tight, imagine being wrapped up, locked up, and sealed up inside an orca’s stomach.” Mary was quiet. Suddenly her cuffs didn’t seem so tight anymore. To Oz, his bindings were very tight. His captors were reaching his shoulders, meaning that they were going to be finished soon. If he had wanted to escape, then that chance was long past. His legs were bound together, his arms were bound to his side, and the tape wrapped around him was so tight that breathing was becoming difficult. “There we go.” Nia said as she pressed the last bit of tape down. “All wrapped up and snug. How do you feel?” Oz tried to move, could only manage a hop. His arms were completely unmovable. “Perfect!” Nia said. “Now, on to the new gear. Your nice, cozy bag!” “Great.” Oz said, his voice flat. As Nia picked up the bag, she looked over at Jude, who was still lying on the stage. She had been watching everything with great interest. “So Jude,” Nia said. “You ready to swallow someone new?” “Yes, though not in the way that you are accustomed to.” Nia was a bit confused. What did that mean? Oh well, she’d find out in a few minutes. “All right ladies.” Nia said. “Lie him down on the stage.” Oz didn’t, couldn’t resist as his captors gently lay him down on the ground, so that he was staring up at the night sky. “All right.” Nia said as she took hold of Oz’s neoprene covered feet. “Let’s get you tucked in.” Taking the latex bag, she guided Oz’s feet into the bag. To her delight, it was a perfect fit around his feet. “Ohh, this is going to be good.” She thought. “So tight and nice within this shiny, shiny bag.” “Oh, this isn’t going to be good.” Oz thought. “This is going to be too tight and too hot. Wait a minute. I’m wrapped up and being zipped into a body bag. Hmm…this might not be so bad after all.” More and more of the bag was placed up and around Oz’s bound body. The latex kissed him as it was zipped up, inch by inch. Oz managed to lift his head to watch as his legs, his waist, his arms, and his chest were slowly contained by the latex bag. Finally, the bag was completely around him. With a final VVVRRRIPPP, the zipper was finished. The bag’s collar was tightened around Oz’s neck, and several built in belts were strapped together to compress and squeeze the bag’s occupant. “Well.” Nia said as she stood up. “That should do it. How do you feel?” Oz squirmed a little within his bag, completely unable to move. “It’s very tight.” He said matter-of-factly. “I can’t move at all, it’s quite warm, and quite snug around my body.” “Perfect!” Nia said. “Then let’s feed you to Jude!” “Uhm…” Oz said. “Do we really have to do this?” Liz picked up the telephone threateningly. Realizing that he was stuck, Oz sighed. “Very well.” Liz and Nia reached down and took hold of the belts wound around the bag. Picking up the bag and it’s occupant, they slowly walked towards Jude, who was watching this morsel with great interest. “Here we go Jude.” Nia said. “Your latest meal, very slick and shiny! Just remember that you can’t digest him.” “I don’t intend to.” Nia looked down at the bound captive. “Do you want to go headfirst, or feetfirst?” “If you must insist, I will go feet first.” “Okay.” The two trainers held Oz’s body level, pointing it right towards Jude’s mouth. “Wait a minute!” Oz said. “How are we going to breathe inside that orca?” “Oh, don’t worry about it.” Nia said. “Jude can carry enough air for you to survive. And she’ll keep breathing, and keep passing air on to you.” “How very reassuring.” Oz muttered. “Okay Jude.” Nia said. “Open up!” Jude looked at them, then did something that nobody had ever seen her do. She somehow managed to turn her entire, forty foot length body so that her human friends were looking at her side. Then, with great effort, she rolled onto her right side, so that her tummy was pointing up. “Jude?” Nia asked. “What is it?” Jude squeaked. Nia heard a loud plop, and looked towards Jude’s tail. Jude’s vaginal opening was wide open, and clear juices were pouring out of her. Temporarily forgetting about Oz, Nia and Liz put him down and walked over to Jude’s opening. It was quite large, and judging by the muscles and loose skin, the opening could expand several times larger. Curious, Nia placed her arm inside Jude’s opening, feeling the wet and moist muscles within. Jude gave a squeak, and the muscles closed in on Nia’s arm. “Whoa, there Jude.” Nia said. “What are you doing?” The muscles around Nia’s arms were pulsating, grabbing at her, and strangely, trying to pull her in. Only then did Nia realize what Jude wanted. Nia chuckled. Then she started to laugh. “What?” Oz asked in his bag. “What is it?” With some effort, Nia managed to pull her arm out of Jude’s vagina. Jude squeaked sadly. “I think Jude wants some company.” Oz nodded his head. “Yes, I think we all know that.” “Inside of her.” “Well, isn’t that what she wants from you?” “But not in her stomach.” This statement puzzled Oz. He had to think about it for several minutes. Then with a grasp of horror, he realized what Nia was talking about. “You…seriously…must be joking!” Oz stammered. “You can’t…really mean that?!” Nia smiled and nodded. “Oh yes, I do mean it. I think Jude wants you inside of her.” Liz went over to drag the helpless researcher over to the giant orca, while Nia walked over to Jude’s head. “So.” She said, looking into her giant friend’s eyes. “Do you really want him to go in through there?” “Oh yes. The last time someone went in there, it was incredible. I’ve hungered for that feeling for a long time.” “Well, now you’ll get it my rubbery friend.” “Oh good! I look forward to it. He should enjoy it.” Walking over to Liz, Nia grabbed one of the belts on the body bag, and the two dragged Oz over towards Jude’s vagina. “Look, I’m sure we can work something out!” Oz stammered, wiggling in his bag. “I mean, I’m fine with her swallowing me, but this? This is a bit much!” “Oh come on.” Nia said. “Jude said you’d enjoy it.” “You…you talked to the killer whale?” Oz stammered. “Oh yes. She’s very intelligent.” “I can’t believe this is happening…” Oz muttered. They reached Jude’s tail. Jude’s vaginal opening increased in width, ready to admit an occupant. Not wanting to keep their multi-ton friend waiting, Liz and Nia lifted Oz up and stuck him in, feet first. Almost instantly, muscles gripped Oz’s legs and with surprising strength, began to pull him in. The researcher was speechless as he watched his bag being sucked into the body of a killer whale, through its vagina no less. More and more of the bag vanished into Jude’s body. Within moments, Liz and Nia were able to let go of Oz, and let Jude handle the work of sucking him in. Judging by the sounds the giant orca was making, Jude was enjoying the process immensely. Her entire body was shaking and quivering with excitement as she pulled Oz into her body, squeaks emerging from her mouth. Within a minute, Oz had been sucked up to his shoulders, the red muscle lined opening expanding further and further to accommodate him. Jude paused, resting and gathering strength. Oz was left sticking out of her, looking absolutely bewildered. Nia walked over to Oz. “So, how’s it feel to be sucked up into your new mommy?” Oz was flabbergasted. He stuttered, trying to find the right words. There was a suck, and he was pulled in five more inches. “It’s…” Another suck. Up to the neck. “Uhm…” There was a loud schlurp and another suck, and then Oz’s head was the only part of him sticking out of Jude’s body. Oz’s eyes suddenly went wide. And he found the right words to describe the situation. “It’s damn horny.” With a final, powerful suck, Oz’s head was pulled into Jude’s vagina, and the top of his head rapidly vanished into the darkness of Jude’s tube. The hole quickly contracted and closed itself, sealing up the hole where Oz had been only a moment earlier. Jude’s midsection pulsated as she took Oz into her body. Some juice dripped out and gathered near Nia’s feet. With a loud, content sigh, Jude slowly rolled back onto her belly, and relaxed. Nia walked over to Jude’s head and sat down next to her large friend. She reached over and wrapped her arms around Jude’s snout, and squeezed tightly. “Wow.” She whispered. “That was quite a sight. How’s he doing?” “Still going in.” Nia smiled. “Well, while you’re working on him, we’ll go get his friend all set to go.” “Very well. I’ll be ready for her.” Jude watched as her human friend got up and walked over to the new female, who was tied to a tall thin post of some kind. The events of this evening had been rather odd. She had never seen humans acting towards each other that way before, locking limbs behind backs, threatening each other with small shiny things, and something called the police. Oops. Jude closed her eyes and focused, pushing the man through her tube towards her womb. He was stuck, and needed a little extra force to get going. Ahh, there he goes. This was one little talent of hers that only one other human had found out, years earlier when she was in the mid Atlantic . He was a nice man, so friendly and responsive to her desires for him. However, he hadn’t tasted too good. He had been the first, and the last human she’d eaten and digested. No more humans in her diet. Ever. Besides, she couldn’t imagine digesting any of these humans who were so nice to her. All she had to do was do some tricks, and she got free food and all the companionship she wanted. And this human, the one they called Nia…she was special. She was kind, loving, and affectionate. Everything Jude could ask for in a human. Ah. With a final push, the male human in the shiny skin was deposited inside her womb. Now for the tube… As she moved her tube into position, Jude watched as her three trainers were wrapping the new female up in the shiny material. But unlike before, this new human was not smiling or relaxed. Jude was distressed to see this one with a frightened expression on her face as her body was wrapped up very tightly in the shiny material. She looked very frightened. If there was one thing Jude regretted, it was not having the ability to make the sounds the humans made. The elegant and complex sounds that made up their communication. If she could make those sounds, then maybe she could reassure this new human that it wouldn’t hurt, that she would be safe. They were putting the shiny black skin over the new human. She obviously wasn’t enjoying it at all. She was dripping water from her eyes. Why were they doing this to her? Sometimes Jude just couldn’t understand humans, why they did some of the things they did. The new human was finished. Jude’s trainers looked her over for a few seconds, then started carrying her over. Jude acted without even needing to be told, acting off months of training and practice. Her large, cavern like mouth opened, exposing her thick tongue, teeth, and huge throat. The woman was lowered until she was level with Jude’s mouth. “Don’t worry.” Nia said. “She won’t hurt you.” “Silly Nia.” Jude thought. “I won’t hurt humans. I couldn’t imagine doing such a thing.” But still, she kept her mouth opened. As the woman was moved forward, towards the gaping mouth, she began to shake and buckle within her restrictive skin, trying to worm her way out of it. Jude looked at the female human. “Don’t worry.” She tried to convey through her eyes. “I won’t hurt you. You have nothing to fear.” The female did notice Jude’s deep, caring eyes. Could she tell what was being told to her? It didn’t look like it. Nia and the other human trainer didn’t pause. Withought waiting, they pushed the female into Jude’s mouth, head first. Jude felt the female human begin to struggle frantically as her head went into Jude’s mouth. Working automatically, Jude began to swallow the female human, working her deep into her mouth, into her throat. It was difficult trying to keep her teeth from scratching the female, with all the struggling. Didn’t she know that if she only kept still, that this would go much easier? Jude had to do something. Had to give this female some kind of signal…maybe some calm thoughts would help calm her. “Don’t be afraid.” Jude thought, focusing her thoughts on the woman she was swallowing. “I will not hurt you. I will not harm you. You have nothing to fear. I will care for you, I will keep you safe and warm within me.” And suddenly, the woman stopped struggling. She stopped thrashing. Surprised that it had worked, Jude continued swallowing, gulping down this temporary meal. The human’s shiny legs were pulled in, inch by inch, until only her feet were left sticking out. They did twitch and squirm a little, but Jude focused on finishing what she had started. With a powerful suck, the female’s feet were pulled into Jude’s mouth. Closing her jaws, Jude gave a powerful swallow, and felt the female being pulled into her throat, and felt her traveling into her stomach. She had to be careful now. No digestion while this human was inside her. The female was inside the stomach, but was struggling a little bit. Jude thought for a few moments. Maybe some gentle rocking would help quiet her down, done by a nice swim. Slowly turning, Jude worked herself off the stage and plopped back into the water of her gigantic tank. With a heavy splash, she took a deep breath and went under the surface, swimming lazily in the cool water. The female was still struggling slightly, but to Jude’s relief, she was calming down a bit. The human male, on the other hand, had been completely still while inside of her, only turning occasionally. He hadn’t been a problem at all. So Jude swam slowly and calmly through the water, letting it rock her huge body. Within a few minutes, the female had calmed down completely and was still. Surfacing for a breath, Jude looked over and saw the humans Nia and Liz coming out to join her. Jude paused and let them swim over to her. The two paddled over to her and tried to climb up onto her back. Smiling to herself, Jude sank a little into the water, allowing the two to climb onto her back. When they were on, Jude decided that a night swim in the ocean might be the perfect way to finish this evening. With both her trainers holding on, Jude slowly swam out of the tank, through the gate, and into the open ocean. The moon shone down brightly on the water, making it sparkle and glisten. Jude swam slowly, with no particular destination in mind. She simply enjoyed being in her natural environment, swimming around with the humans she loved most on her back. The coast soon disappeared behind them as Jude continued onwards. Time quietly slipped passed them, and before Jude knew it, several hours had gone by. She checked to see how her passengers were doing. The female was quiet inside her stomach, and it felt like the male was curled up inside her, his form still and relaxed. Jude felt the two humans on her back, and was amused to sense that they were asleep, still holding on to her. Ahh, these humans were a delight to be with. Though she felt like swimming further out, she knew that the humans would probably want to be back on land. Turning around, Jude swam back towards the marine park, careful not to let her friend’s fall off her back. They dozed, Liz holding onto Jude’s dorsal fin, and Nia curled up on top of her head. At last Jude pulled into the large tank, and headed straight for the stage. At this point Liz and Nia were stirring on her back, slowly waking up. Jude stopped next to the stage, and let Liz and Nia get off, their body postures showing that they were very sleepy. When they were sitting on the watery stage, Jude leapt up onto it and opened her mouth. Working with well-practiced precision, she slowly began to regurgitate the female inside her stomach. She was pushed through the throat, and out, out, out, until her head appeared in Jude’s mouth. With a giant push, the female fell out of Jude’s mouth, her shiny second skin covered with saliva. She looked very tired and worn out, but she didn’t look frightened anymore. Or scared for that mater. Time to get the male out as well. Making sure that she wasn’t rolling onto one of the humans, Jude rolled onto her side, exposing her tummy to the sky. Widening her vaginal opening, Jude detached her tube, and then began to push the male out of her, pushing him into her tube. She could feel him wiggling, as if he was protesting. But because he was wrapped in that shiny skin, he wasn’t able to stop his progress. Pushing and pushing, Jude felt him pop out her, head first. To Nia, the spectacle was quite a sight. It looked as if Jude was giving birth to a fully grown human. Which, in this case, was correctly. While Liz worked on releasing Mary from her bindings, Nia walked over to Oz, who was being pushed out of Jude’s Vagina. He slowly slid forward, until he finally fell onto the stage, covered with clear liquid, born a second time. Oz was moaning slightly as Nia began to undo the straps binding him inside the body bag. He didn’t seem hurt or damaged by his trip inside a killer whale. When the straps and the zipper was undone, Nia pulled off the bag and set it aside. Taking a large pair of scissors, she cut away the duct tape binding his body and cast the crumpled up mess away. With his limbs suddenly freed from their imprisonment, Oz stretched very slowly, uncertain of what to do next. He opened his eyes and looked around. Almost immediately, he shut them closed again. Why did everything have to be so dark after being in that wonderful place? He moaned, trying to work his eyes open again. His limbs were sore, but he had never felt so alive. Then he remembered his fiancée. “Mary?” He asked, opening his eyes and recognizing her limp form only a few feet away. He somehow managed to crawl across the water soaked stage until he reached his limp fiancée, who was now free of her bindings. He took her in his arms. “Oh honey.” He whispered. “Are you all right?” Mary opened her eyes and looked at him. There was a very large smile on her face. “Oh yes dear.” She said in a dreamy voice. “It was wonderful! I wish you could have been there!” Oz was surprised at this statement. “Uh…what happened?” “Well, I was terrified at first, being swallowed and all. But when I was halfway in, I suddenly felt calm, as if I knew that everything was going to be all right. It was as if…as if the killer whale had told me so. But it was incredible in there! So moist, soft, and cushy.” She looked directly into Oz’s eyes, and a twinkle crossed her face. “It was, so very…” She ran a hand over Oz’s groin. “…Hot.” Any fatigue or weariness Oz had suddenly left him. His eyes lit up as a thought came into his head. He turned to Nia. “Uhm, I know this is going to sound strange but…do you think we can…uh…go back inside the orca?” Nia was a bit baffled. “Why?” Then her eyes looked over the couple’s wetsuits, and she noticed something. The suits had zippers over the crotches. It was Nia’s turn for her eyes to go wide. She smiled. “Let me go find out.” She walked over to Jude, who was now back on her belly. After conversing with her, Nia came back. “Jude says sure.” Giggling like naughty children, the couple quickly got up and walked over to the orca, who had gotten back on her side. Her vagina was wide open, warm, and inviting. Mary went in first, giving a huge, inviting smile to her fiancée as he pulled herself into Jude’s vagina. Muscles gripped and pulled her in, and within thirty seconds her twitching feet were sucked into the dark hole. Grinning madly, Oz followed right behind her, happily crawling back into Jude’s dark hole, happily allowing the muscles to take hold and pull him into her wonderful warmth. When his feet were sucked in, the hole closed tightly, sealing the couple inside Jude. Rolling, Jude flopped back onto her belly, giving a large sigh as the couple continued on to her womb. Nia walked up to her large friend, placing her hand on the orca’s head, and began stroking her gently and tenderly. “So.” She said, smiling. “Are they happy?” “Yes.” Jude said. Her large eyes went wide briefly, as there was a sudden rush of movement inside her. “Very happy.” “That’s good.” Nia said, stroking Jude’s head, rubbing her wonderful skin. She sighed. Nia loved being with this orca so much. She was a wonderful being. “And I like being with you too.” Nia laughed as she embraced Jude’s head. Looking to the horizon, Nia saw the sun’s rays beginning to rise on the horizon. She yawned. It had been a very long day, and a very long night. Jude too, yawned. The orca was tired. “You sleepy?” Nia asked, as she tried to stop yawning. “Yes. Sleep sounds very good right now.” Nia chuckled. “Well, good thing it’s the weekend. No shows, no tricks. So if you want to go out to the ocean for a while, I’m sure you can.” “Why not come with me?” Jude asked. “You could get some rest too.” Nia smiled. “That sounds good…*yawn*…very good.” As Jude happily opened her mouth, and as Nia cheerfully started to crawl in, a thought came to her. “How’s the couple doing?” “They just finished.” Jude said. “And they are sleeping right now. They’ll sleep for quite a while.” Smiling, Nia happily crawled into Jude’s mouth, letting the orca swallow her. It was so relaxing, going into this orca. So soft, warm and squishy. As she was swallowed, and as she went deep into Jude’s stomach, Nia yawned, and let sleep come to her. With Nia now inside of her, Jude sensed that it was a good time to head out to sea and sleep. She swam out of the tank, through the gate, and into the open ocean, as the sun rose, spreading its warm rays upon the ocean.

Take Out Dinner

Wed, 21 Dec 2005 00:00:00 +0000

Talking with a special friend online, I found my attention for the forums and the porn sites waning. It had been about six months since my last posting, and it seemed my involvement was never missed. I had gotten very caught up in my work, and not given much thought to my kink.

In all of my fantasies, I was constantly being treated like an object. This had many different angles, but in every scenario, I was the center of attention. I think that I become blind to the needs of others, and this “fantasy” that I have to be mummified, or encased, is just proof. I feel selfish and negligent. Had I not the ability to carry a relationship? No, certainly there was someone out there for me… and I would find them.

Belinda

Wed, 19 Oct 2005 00:00:00 +0000

I love lingerie, Belinda thought as she stood there caressing the silky fabric over her soft skin. It makes me feel so sexy! Belinda was wearing a very silky black gown that hugged her every curve with a slit that showed her shapely thighs. Underneath Belinda was wearing matching black panties and garter belt with nylons and heels. Her face was made up to perfection with wicked red lipstick, eye shadow, and mascara. Belinda was feeling very horny, hungry for a man as she stood admiring her gorgeous female body in the full length mirror.

Janet and the Snake

Wed, 19 Oct 2005 00:00:00 +0000

Note from the author: I hereby place this work of fiction into the public domain

Janet broke into the clearing in the remote woods. She was a striking young woman with long blonde hair. She had been hiking all day and was tired, so she decided to rest in this idyllic spot. She took out a towel from her back-pack and threw it on to the ground. Being an avid nature lover, she had always been proud of her all-over tan. Quickly she removed her T-shirt revealing small but perfectly shaped breasts. Her shorts and panties followed quickly revealing a wonderfully hard and rounded bottom. Kicking off her hiking boots and socks, she stretched sensuously a few times and lay down on her back to soak up the late afternoon sun.

Lori

Wed, 19 Oct 2005 00:00:00 +0000

Note from the author: Introduction: This story is not a work of fiction. It is a recollection of an actual story told to me by a girlfriend many years ago.

Lori lounged atop her king-sized bed, stretching luxuriously after our lovemaking. She was in an odd mood. A scary kind of mood. By that I mean to say that she was very turned on my fear and the loss of control. We role-played quite a bit in those days and had just wrapped up a “rape-fantasy” she had been interested in trying. I had just untied her wrists and she had rolled over for a cigarrette. As she drew on the Benson & Hedges (making a big show out of smoking afer sex. Lori was nothing if not dramatic) she began to talk to me about fear and excitement. About a correlation between terror and arousal.

Mummified and Eaten - Orca Snack

Mon, 10 Oct 2005 00:00:00 +0000

Another Mummified and eaten story. This one features one of my favorite animals, orcas (who I find to be incredibly sexy animals). Luckily for those who don’t like grim endings, this one does not feature any fatal eating. How so? Read on.

There’s no grim stuff in this one. No deaths, no blood, just affection and care.

Mummified and Eaten: Orca snack By Darkraptor1

It was a great life she had.

Mummified and Eaten 2.1

Sat, 06 Aug 2005 00:00:00 +0000

Some ideas in this story come from Brett Wade, who e-mailed them to me, and are being used here. Be warned that this story contains vore (people being eaten alive), in a non-violent manner (no blood). You’ve been warned!

Part 1

“Honey, I’m hungry.” Sala’s husband put her book down and looked at her curiously.

“Really? You just ate a month ago.” A mischievous smile crept onto Sala’s face.

“Yes, I know. But this one…” She rubbed her smooth and cool belly “…is all done. I’m feeling up for more meat.”

Mummified and Eaten 2.2

Sat, 06 Aug 2005 00:00:00 +0000

Part 2

For Sala and Ralph, the night was full of pleasure and happiness as the two shared their love for each other.

For Alex and Samantha, the night was one of terror, of breathing through tubes, struggling to overcome the panic that gripped them. With no references for time, it ceased to exist.

Mummified and Eaten 2.3

Sat, 06 Aug 2005 00:00:00 +0000

Part 3

It took a long time for the effects of the gas to wear off. When it did, consciousness first returned to Alex. She lay still, still groggy from the wonderful gas that she had inhaled. But…where was she?

Mummified and Eaten 2.3

Sat, 06 Aug 2005 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Mummified and Eaten 2.2)

Part 3

Mummified and Eaten 2

Wed, 27 Apr 2005 00:00:00 +0000

This is the second part of Mummified and Eaten. It follows Jonathan’s story after his mummified wife was eaten.

It’s delicious to watch. I sit here in my chair, watching my lovely but unfaithful wife be eaten alive by a huge anaconda. And to top it all off, she is also mummified at the same time. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on by something before. The snake reaches my wife’s head, and I think I need to say something. I get up out of my chair and walk over to my wife, who looks up at me with pleading eyes. “Don’t worry.” I say. “It will be over soon.”

Mummified and Eaten: Part 2

Wed, 27 Apr 2005 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Mummified and Eaten)_

_This is the second part of Mummified and Eaten. It follows Jonathan’s story after his mummified wife was eaten.

Drider & the Jogger

Fri, 18 Mar 2005 00:00:00 +0000

Drider: a hybrid between a spider and a human. The drider has the abdomen, legs, and body of a spider, and the upper half of a human positioned where the spiders head would be.

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Samantha glanced down at her wristwatch. 6:30 AM

“Dang.” She thought. “I’m going to be late getting home. Better pick up the pace.” She quickened her stride, the powerful, well-toned muscles within her calves pumping in response. Her shoes began to hit the pavement faster and faster as her speed quickened.

Mummified and Eaten

Mon, 28 Feb 2005 00:00:00 +0000

For this story, I decided to try something a little different. I’ve combined two of my favorite fantasies together for this story. Mummification and Vore. For those of you who don’t know what vore is, it is a fantasy about being eaten alive, or watching someone (or something) else being eaten alive by another creature or being. It’s a fairly uncommon fantasy, so if it doesn’t appeal to you, you won’t get much out of this story. And for your knowledge, there is no blood or graphic violence in this story (OK, maybe a little blood, but in a non-violent way, and some references to digestion while still alive). The setting is a husband who wants to get rid of his wife, and has come up with an interesting way of doing so.

Drider

Tue, 01 Feb 2005 00:00:00 +0000

Drider: For those of you who don’t know what a Drider is, it’s a hybrid between a spider and a human. The drider has the abdomen, legs, and body of a spider, and the upper half of a human positioned where the spiders head would be.

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Although she was on a giant web, and the fact that a Drider was wrapping her up, Anne still had enough sense to phone her business clients.

Perils of Annette

Fri, 05 Sep 2003 00:00:00 +0000

Dedicated to Annette, Snakelover 1st (who’s site you can find in the links).

Annette was only half awake as her husband busily prepared himself for the day ahead; she sat at the dining table with her cup of coffee gradually coming to, she listened to him as he moved about the house getting ready to leave for work. He was going on about some major project he had on today but Annette was only just interested in the day she had planned and as soon as he left she would start. He was now standing by the front door, briefcase in hand looking for his car keys when Annette walked slowly over to him and held the keys out to him, kissing her on the cheek he grabbed the keys and opened the door.

Lillith's Tails Part 1: Dawn of Lillith