Welcome reader to this vore/shrunken fantasy experience. Through out this experience you will play the role of you. An anthropromorphic fox and university student living in his/her one bedroom apartment with your girlfriend. As you try to survive in this futuristic world of furries, vore, futas, and strange magics, you will encounter many situations and scen...
Note to My Readers: Sorry for the mistakes this chapter isn't edited, I just didn't want you guys to wait any longer. Other than that enjoy, vote and comment. Love you guys ♥ * Dean kept his eyes down as he walked back to his seat. Their waiter Tony placed down their meal and a bottle of wine, leaving without a word. Breathing in and out trying to contr...
Trudy stepped out of the steamy bathroom to dry. I was only half awake but the sight of her nude body perked me up. I hadn't seen her undressed for some time. She hadn't washed her hair; long, brown and wavy, it fell stylishly down to her breasts. Trudy was thin. She had square shoulders, slim waist, feminine hips and a delightful gap between her gorgeous th...
I always love a good swim-up bar because it practically guarantees a good view. And I had one now for sure, eyeing a gorgeous woman floating on a pool raft, her cleavage wet and glistening in the Mexican sun. She floated in languid circles, occasionally paddling with a wave of her arm. The sun in Cabo can be stifling but sitting in the water in the shade o...
In a futuristic world messages and packages are delivered by teams of motorcycle riders. These teams are composed of 6 riders. The leader, the mechanic, two protectors and a "racer", a high-speed specialist and a replacement racer for if the original should be injured. These teams are highly regarded within society holding an honoured place in society for wi...
He pulled his long blond hair back and put it in a ponytail. Looking around the bar, he spotted them; both smiling nervously, so obvious in their hunger. He smiled back, and then continued to scan the prospects. His eyes went back to them. Her brown hair was long, straight, parted in the middle. His hair was cut in the current 'shag' fashion and looked seve...
The New Orleans air wrapped its heat around Evelyn as she left the Cat's Meow on Rue Bourbon at eleven thirty. She was buzzed, far from drunk, no where near falling down, and just like any other Friday night, she made her way home from the bar, a few blocks away on the Rue Burgundy. She was upset that she had to leave early to make it to work on time in the...
It started with a simple complaint. The cheerleaders for the local professional sports team complained about being underpaid and sexually harassed. They wanted a living wage and the harassment to stop. Seems reasonable, right? Not according to the comment section of the article. I was the only man (there were, to their credit, a goodly number of women) w...
My contribution to support the April Fools 2020 event. If you want to whine about me or any of my stories, be forewarned that I gave up caring about whiners for Lent. I have to tell you that it feels so good that I may adopt it as a new lifestyle. It only takes a few seconds to delete a rant, so please don't spend more time than that writing it. If you need...
Author's Note: The characters in this story, "Joy" and "I", were previously introduced in "Finally, My First Time", in which "I" gave his virginity to "Joy" in the first of a series of stories about the evolution of their relationship as they explore their sexuality together. They also were featured in "Happy Birthday to Me." While it isn't necessary to read...