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Feraltale vore by Sketchy-Vore, literature

Literature

Feraltale vore

I liked the older female behind the gate. It made my boring days a bit more bearable. Sitting there trying to communicate without body language, or sometimes just vocalizing randomly. Or bringing stuff from both our sides of the closed doors, going out all the way to hotland with the hope that a lavastone might match up to the sweet scent of cooked food. I love my brother very much, but it’s nice to interact with someone that was more...mature, someone wiser, that took the role of a caretaker so easily. And that’s why sometimes I would just sit there all day, crooning and hoping she would feel better again soon. I was not unfam

The Beast of Halloween (M/F safevore) by coop500, literature

Literature

The Beast of Halloween (M/F safevore)

It was a cloudy night in Paris, France, and one young girl dressed in a purple and orange witch outfit was carefully walking along the sidewalk in a seemingly peaceful neighborhood. She was all alone, and did her best to steer clear of the large groups of kids, especially older kids. She had a nice haul of candy right now, and didn't want to lose it. A small handful of the houses were decorated to be rather scary, or many were not decorated at all. She didn't want to go to those houses, but then she saw one house that steered towards the 'cute and scary' side. It had some silly jack-o-lanterns outside, obviously fake cobwebs with plastic spiders and tiny cute paper skeletons. All in all it looked welcoming for a lone little girl like herself to hopefully get some treats. Making sure nobody was up at the door already, she carefully walked up the stairs, before she reached up as high as she could and knocked on the wood. Patiently, little Lilly waited for an answer. It didn't take too

Belly of the Beast (M/F) by coop500, literature

Literature

Belly of the Beast (M/F)

A young girl huddled in a dark, filthy alleyway of New York, a tattered thin blanket with holes in it being all that could cover her. It was a cold, bitter winter, and her skin had a tinge of blue from it's effects. Her clothing and blanket were wet, doing her little to fight against this unforgiving night. A harsh, freezing wind blew through the alley, scattering some trash around, and briefly threatening to take her blanket away too. She let out a sneeze, her small hands gripped the blanket to keep it from being blown away. The poor dear was miserable, and she wanted to cry, hot tears forming in her eyes, threatening to spill. Before she could fully break down, Lilly heard a heavy thud, followed by footsteps in the alleyway. She froze up, moving just enough to look towards the source, and to cover most of her face with what was left of her blanket. Maybe whoever it was wouldn’t notice her and just keep going, but she felt hopeless as she saw the figure was a man, a large masculine

alastor vore x reader p1 by vorehazbinhotel, literature

Literature

alastor vore x reader p1

y/n pov You were scared. you saw a creature's dying stomach In the world of the living. scared sitting happen again. you got away from every kind of devil. you were still human, but only since he hid your human form well. But you didn't expect this to happen again. you were running and running away from other monsters that chased you, you didn't realize you entered the territory of one of the demons most feared by them but you didn't care because you were already tired, tired of everything and everyone so you hid is a bush and began to cry. alastor pov I'm happy because today I could have a deer's dinner when I was going to attack the creature it distances itself a little, and it went running straight through a bush crouching and staying next to something and soon, another one appeared , and another, I was shocked, Because these animals are skittish are getting close to something and are not feeling afraid. then shadows me towards the thing that seems to be

Kindness in the Dust (M/F softvore) by coop500, literature

Literature

Kindness in the Dust (M/F softvore)

It was another dry, dusty day on Pandora, especially in the Dust... Where nothing but bandits and spiderants could survive and even then... many of both died, to each other or vault hunters occasionally visiting for some errand or another. Today, one vault hunter came alone, a most unlikely vault hunter to boot... One that could easily be mistaken as a bandit or worse, a psycho. And frankly... a psycho was exactly what he was, with his mask, buzzaxe and all, he certainly fit the part. But he did not hang out with bandits unlike most, no he was a vault hunter and were friends with them, or well.... those that could stand his senseless screamin

Home Searching (M/F Softvore Vampyr) by coop500, literature

Literature

Home Searching (M/F Softvore Vampyr)

A street light flickered in the city of London, a rat sat on the top of it before a man in a long, grey coat walked a little too close, causing it to leap onto the nearby building and scurry off. The man held a small sword in one hand, walking carefully and on high alert for.... something. He glanced down an alleyway as if expecting to see something or someone there, but it was empty, He stared for a little while longer before tucking his sword back into his coat, a sigh escaped him after. "No Priwen… no Skals, I guess that's good. " Jonathan, for that was his name, said to himself. He took out the pocket watch in his vest that had a go

Room for the Night (M/F softvore) by coop500, literature

Literature

Room for the Night (M/F softvore)

The halfling child yelped as she was pushed out the door of a small home, stumbling and ending up hitting the dirt on her hands and knees. It was dark out but thankfully it hadn't rained recently. The drunken, slurred words could be heard from the doorway, from what looked to be a human. "You don't give a damn! " The words could barely be made out, but the fact they were hollered made them more clear than they likely should have been. That and the wee halfling girl knew them all too well, burned into her mind for the countless times the man had said it in his drunken stupor. She couldn't help but let her emotions take over as the door slammed

Much needed Rest (M/F vore) by coop500, literature

Literature

Much needed Rest (M/F vore)

"Detective? " Chloe heard the familiar voice call to her, sounding confused and maybe... just maybe a tiny bit concerned. She groaned and opened her eyes, seeing a blurry suit covered chest looming over her with little respect of personal space. For someone who hated hugs, you'd think he would have the respect to keep away from people... She lifted her head off her hands, feeling a slight ache in her elbow from leaning on the desk for too long. "I believe you fell asleep at your desk again, want some coffee? " He asked and she became aware of the smell of hot, steaming coffee and noticed he held two cups in his hands, setting one down in fron

A Witcher's Offer (M/F micro/macro vore) by coop500, literature

Literature

A Witcher's Offer (M/F micro/macro vore)

It's a cold, cool evening in Novigrad, most of everyone were in bed already or in taverns getting wasted, but for some going home wasn't so simple, especially when you lacked a home due to a new cat. A small young girl was carefully balanced on the bars of a warm brazier, lit for light mostly but for her, it was the only source of warmth she could find. It was dangerous to be so close to a fire at her size of just a few inches tall, if she fell in she likely would get some serious burns. But if she didn't keep warm she'd have the reverse problem. So carefully she gripped the bar she sat on to steady herself, basking in the warmth from her fro