So its been about 4 months since deviantart nuked my account. I'm probably off their radar by now so if I stick to low profile images they shouldn't get mad.
What do y'all think?
The Girl Who Ate The CarnivalThrough the packed carnival grounds walked a young boy named Mac. At twelve years old, he was at that age where kids started pushing away silly things like days at the carnival or action figures, asserting that they were too old for them. Whether they felt that way or not. Regardless this young lad had what he felt was a very good reason to be there, and her name was Christine.
For some years, she had worked as his babysitter, and over that time he had grown to adore her. Adore everything about her, from her shoulder length red hair, to her fun loving attitude, and even her portly waist line. In fact, especially her waistline.
Christine, or Christy to her friends, was not a skinny girl, and the way she ate it was hardly any mystery why. Mac just loved her all the more for it, though he was far too shy to actually tell her so. Thankfully, the two had always gotten on well, unrequited love aside, and the end of him needing a babysitter wasn’t the end of them hanging out together.
Just a Vore Scene"So... why are we doing this again?" Cherry said to the tiny person that was currently standing upright in the palm of her hand, barely half an inch tall. He was positively antlike in comparison to the pale girl.
The boy, Glenn, looked sideways back at the giant black voids staring down at him. "Are you asking me because you don't know, or because you need a clever segway to let the audience know what we're doing?"
Cherry pouted playfully in response. "Thanks a lot, Glenn" she said in a sarcastic tone. "Now you ruined it." To anyone else, the displeased expression on Cherry's face would be beyond terrifying. Not for Glenn. He knew that the pale girl wouldn't dare hurt him in any way. They were good friends, and even at such a small size, that fact remained.
"Alright, let's do this" the tiny person replied, before turning himself to the people that weren't there. "Basically, we're going to show you the intricacies of a vore scene, and give out some helpful advice to people who want to w
The Hungry Games - Episode 1 - The Setup(WARNING! This contains... nothing really, not this part. Sorry, but we're still setting up)
Sidenote: The order of who came what place is completely random! I put them all into a randomizer and it slowly generator 1st, 2nd etc. Sorry if you came in a shitty place, but I wanted to be unbias.
Lauren and Emma entered right at the back of the line for something they thought would be the event of their lives. Every 5 years there was a Hungry Games held, girls from around the country coming to enter into this free-for-all frenzy of food. Lauren had read a book called 'The Hunger Games', which this was based on, and made the link in her head after seeing several posters up in the entry hall. There were six teams, each one consisting of two members that had to eat the competition. No edible food was in the arena, but each candidate had an aura of vitamins and nutrients that would sustain a competitor like a huge meal. Looking around there were all kinds of vicious predators, but the key was t
Family Reunion Pt. 1
The lights from all the neighboring cars made falling asleep near-impossible but I tried to lean back in my seat and close my eyes anyway. Every now and then I would scrunch up my face to try and re-focus on not focusing but I must not have looked that drowsy because James kept trying to get my attention.
"What do you think about it?" James said.
I sighed and shifted again in my seat. "Think about what?"
"About what? We were just talking about this," James said. "Laura switching to only make Rum and Cokes with Dr. Pepper instead."
I grumbled again and sat up, rubbing my eyes to reduce the light burning that accompanied fatigue. "I dunno, she's the bartender and she runs her own bar. She can do what she wants."
"Do you think Dr. Pepper is cheaper than Coke? Maybe she uses something else."
"Like Mr. Pibb."
"Yeah or, what are those bulk imitation sodas? Dr. Thunder? That's it, Dr. Thunder. You know, it used to just be called 'Southern Lightning?' Isn't that weird? Jenna? Hey, Jenna!
Alana in Wonderland: Vore Short Story Part 1Alana had heard of tales about this place: a mystical, magical land where nothing made sense. Rabbits could talk, creepy cats smiled at you, and on one way or another, someone was always out trying to mess with you. She stood up, dazed, and brushed off her school uniform. She must've fallen asleep while studying again, and woken up in this strange dream world.
All around was a forest of colorful twisted trees. A small path lead to a clearing. Alana decided, with nothing to lose in this dream, to follow it. The way lead her to an open field with a small cottage nestled in the back. It was quiet and peaceful, as a very warm sun beat down on the field. Perhaps she fell asleep somewhere in the sun- the sensation felt all too realistic.
She crossed the field to arrive at the house. It seemed old, but well cared for, as if someone still lived here. She knocked on the door to see if anyone was home. No answer. The sun was getting quite warm, and Alana was getting thirsty and desperate for sha