I miss her too. :(

Can anyone post her stories she posted?

yeah i can. she made 6 posts, well with stories/chapters. first couple are how she got into it and then they go off.
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Hi, I recently discovered vore, never been exposed to it until recently, during/after pregnancy. I'm 20, horridly short barely reaching 5", and strangely white for a brazilian girl. This is a few things that i wrote, I'm sorry about grammar mistakes, english is not my first language.

Pregnancy was a strange experience for me. Not because of the traditional pains, aches and vomits, though I had enough of those to drive anyone mad. But the strangest part was my belly. It grew, and right before my eyes too. Then there were the movements, the baby kicked me from the inside. I could sit all day and just feel the pleasantly overtly bloated skin stretching even more to the vicious attempts at escape.

I ate so much during the last months too, I had to rub my tummy to try to ease the stretching pains. The lotions did it no good, the stretch marks came flooding on one day, and NO expensive lotions could stop them. Yet I rubbed every night. My hands ran over the tight skin, feeling the plump roundness with a strange hungry feeling that just wouldn't leave. So I ate more and more, to the point where I couldn't get off the chair by myself. That's when I would just accept my seat, look down at my bulging belly and slowly rub my hands from the sides forward.

This confused my very core. It was my child inside me, my baby that kicked my belly so viciously; how could I feel such perverted fascination with such an innocent being involved in it? I tried to stop, but it was a guilty pleasure, and I couldn't help myself. Soapy showers were just too perfect, my hands would instantly grope my pregnant figure. It was only after my c-section that I discovered my problem. It wasn't pregnancy, the baby was not part of it. It was the hunger. The stretching.

A few times I attempted gulping down gallons and gallons of water, testing how much I could hold, how far I could stretch myself. My belly plumped up, firmed and rounded. Not nearly as much as I knew it could go, but my stomach wasn't ready for my ambitions yet. I would have to work to get the size and shape that I wanted.

Things changed drastically one day, a friend of mine bought a small corn snake, and invited me over to see it. Now, I've always hated the vile creatures. They move funny and it's disgusting to no end. So, knowing that would try to keep myself as far away from the horrid thing as possible, I went.
I got to her house at the same time as she did, with two other girls in the backseat of her car. She had intentionally lured us over to watch the thing eat. Something shifted in me when she showed us the pinkie squirming about. That little creature had no idea it would be swallowed in a few minutes, it would meet its end from the inside of another animal.

Jessica placed the tiny baby mouse in a clear, long dish, and gathered the protesting girls around it to watch, like she wanted our full attention on her snake. She then lowered the baby snake into the dish, the inexperienced reptile circled the pinkie curiously until it was certain of what the plump, fat, juicy animal could be. Food. It suddenly wrapped itself around the poor thing, and began stuffing the fat head and shoulders into its ever opening mouth. The girls screamed in excitement, “ew's” and “eeeeks” flew in every directions. Jessica just laughed at their reactions.

The snake's jaws dislocated to fit the animal through. The mouse's legs still kicked as it was being swallowed alive. Slowly engulfed by the snake's powerful muscles. The snake's skin being so young and thin, stretched to the point that we could almost see the panicking victim on its way down. It was certainly thin enough to see the shape of the mouse struggling inside. One of the girls pointed at it with awe and disgust, Jessica barely looked at the snake despite the show, she intently stared at us, as if devouring our reactions, with a glint of a smile on her thin lips. She stared at me, smiled hungrily and tilted her head towards the snake. I was to keep on watching.

My eyes betrayed me, I kept on watching every second of the pinky's demise. It still struggled futilely as it was already all the way in, soon to be in the stomach, where it would suffocate, and be digested. It was done. The snake was fed. It lay there lazily in satisfaction. I found myself again, speechless and drowsy. I left early and was sort of in a daze for the rest of the day.
Could I possibly swallow something whole like that? What would that feel like going down my throat? So there I went again on the experimenting train.

I started with very small things to test my gag reflex, first a bean, then an olive, then I found a great one, Ice cream. I could put a spoonful of ice cream on my tongue, relax my throat, throw my head back and feel the melting ice chilling its way down to my stomach.

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I spend a lot of time trying to shove bigger longer things down my throat, I started with olives, then ice cubes, which were awesome, because I could feel them melting all the way down, through my chest into my stomach. Then I got to hot dogs, toothbrushes, when I finally got a whole hot dog up and down and no gags, I switched to superdogs, oh yes, Super. Dogs. Thicker longer better. I could force them down till I could feel them on the outside with my other hand, it's almost like a really bad sore throat feeling, but it's extremely sexual, makes my mind stop and become static. That tight feeling of the walls of my throat stretching more than turns me on. On a side note I can now deepthroat rather well, which is quite a lovely feeling to let my husband's bigger than average cock stretch my throat, it's also funny that I can drink water much more efficiently after he's stretched it out to its limits.

I'm now wondering if I should go to a pet store and buy a live pinkie... my my, how would I feel gulfing down a live animal. I've heard a lot about the power trip that I'd get from it, but how do I know what I'll feel? I'm so excited and scared at the same time. I was a vegetarian for most of my life, so naturally, eating a live animal is a huge deal to me. Knowing that that cute little naked baby mouse is drowning in my stomach acids. Lol.

I've also been experimenting a lot with how much I can eat at one time. I've got it so stretched that I have to pop my jeans open and push up my shirt, cause my tummy's so tight and full that it just has to be out in the open. My tight, supple skin stretching pleasantly makes me just crave rubbing it with lotion, my round, satisfied, bloated, happy tummy laying on my thighs when I sit, simply a perfect feeling. How could any girl not live for this feeling, my skin stretching more and more, pulling further and further and I gulp more and more. My abdominal muscles protesting painfully, closer to my hip bones is where it hurts most, almost unbearable to the touch, but in the middle, like she radius of a soccer ball around my belly button, that's where it's too delicious to resist rubbing. My warm skin just begged to have creamy lotion rubbed so much my skin drinks it up. My husband grabbed, fondled and groped my already tender skin. Oh it's painful, tingly, almost burning, but I know my skin can take more, I've been pregnant before (as I've mentioned), and I know my belly can hold so much more, but my stomach's just protesting to its limits... I'll have to train my tummy to stretch that far.

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I'm so aware of my tummy, I'm high and I've eaten 2 sandwiches, 2 sodas, and I'm making another honey banana sandwich. My throat wants it so bad. My lips are almost burning, wanting to open real wide, so I could swallow something big. I want the trip of eating something alive, to suffocate it with my ever hungry belly. I'd be the last it ever felt. All around it. But no. I'm too used to being a vegetarian. I'll start with a huge tomato! One just picked from the tree... I walk around the garden and pick the reddest, firmest, biggest one. One oh so juicy. I pick it right off the branch. I sit on my butt, right on the floor, my legs splayed comfortably. I pick up the tomato and stare it down. Maybe it's scared of me, yeah, lol, real scared of me.

I open my mouth real big, almost not big enough, but I get my lips all around it, I can't close them around it yet, I'm not sure how I'm gone get it down, I have to be careful not to burst it. I'll have to gently push it down my throat with one hand. Could I possibly push it all the way down to my stomach with my hand? Can I reach that far into me? Oh I have to try. Right now.

I run my fingers over the tomato halfway in my mouth, trying to push it down, but it's too hard. “mmmmm!” I try to swallow down real hard to see it if budges. It doesn't... I'm too into it to stop, I have to get it down. I push and gulp at the same time, “ahhhhh yeahhhhh!” my throat feels so good starting to stretch around that plump tomato. With my other hand I grope my neck line up to my jaw, I can feel the round monster tomato stretching my throat thin from the inside. Gee! Another power gulp, more pushing and my whole hand slides into my mouth. Another push and gulp and I'm down to my forearm!“Oh oh oh oh gosh........” I think it, I can't say it, my mouth is too full, lol. I'm pushing it all the way down! One more and I'm elbow deep into my own throat! I pull my hand out, gingerly fondling my belly, there's a huge lump where the tomato is. I want more! So much more...

Screw this veggie thing! I want a turkey! It's almost thanks giving, maybe I'll celebrate a little early. =D I rub my tomato in his new and final home. I can feel my stomach walls around it. Tee hee.
I'm gonna go looking for a live turkey! I drive off into the the country, looking for an old farm where somebody would raise a few to sell. Aha! There they are! Every innocent one of them. They gobble around, oblivious to my predatory intentions. I eye them all looking for a real fat one. The big fat 'alpha male' of the flock looks delicious. I get closer to him, and lure him to me with a handful of corn, the others come investigate me too, but I wait till he gets real close to me before grabbing him by his long neck and stuffing him head first into my mouth. Ugh, it tastes fowl. [pun not intended] but I want it in my tummy.

The poor thing struggles, tickling my throat when it tries to squirm. Is it sadist of me that I almost burst out laughing at his struggling suffering? I keep on pushing, the neck was so long that the head got to my stomach surprisingly fast, I wonder if it can feel the tomato. I certainly can feel it shifting aside as I push a little more of the beast. Its feathers getting stuck on my teeth are so irritating, some falling falling on the ground around me. I push real hard and get my now aching lips around the torso, yes, just a little more and I can almost reach the legs with my lips, just one more and the feet are sticking out of my mouth, but I can close my lips. I have to power gulp the rest of it down because my hand can't get a good enough gripp. Oh, my eyes wide when I tries to fight in there. Oh man, my stomach acids must be drowning it. ha. Oh me.

The stretching feels of so good. My bulging belly popped out the buttons of my shirt. I moan out quietly when I touch my tender, stretched out belly skin. I know I have to get home, but it's so hard to move, my skin is all reddish with irritation, it looks so ans satisfying, I can see shapes in there.
No, I have to get home, if someone see me here with feathers sticking out of my mouth and a tummy the size of a beach ball, it'll be suspicious to say the least. I painfully squeeze my way into the car and get myself home. I sleep like a baby tonight. I'm oh so satisfied. Burp.

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I toss and turn, now laying on my tummy and it feels so hungry. I'm chasing a rabbit in my dreams, a big fat white rabbit. I look at his white face one last time, open my mouth real wide, and IN he goes, head first. It's a white rabbit going down my throat. Alice would see the irony.
I wake up sweating agitatedly, I'm not at home... this is not my bed. Not my sheets.
Oh yeah... a friend of mine absolutely had to have me for a sleep over. hm. She owns a bunny. Oh my!! I was dreaming of wolfing down Mr. Jingles! Oh he's such a domesticated bunny, he's fat, lazy and useless. My belly growls expectantly. Oh Mr. Jingles. You sound so delicious tonight.
I slip out of bed unnoticed, Melissa, asleep on the other side, doesn't even stir with my leaving. Tiptoeing out of the room, I see the juicy thing fast asleep on the couch, splayed with his fuzzy belly up.

My back straightens out, I've found my victim. I pick him up by the shoulders, look at his lazy eyes and stuff his fat face into my ever opening mouth. He instantly reacted, kicking for his life.
Did I just hear a squeal? Oh LOL. I burst out laughing, spitting out Mr. Jingles on the carpet. He hops away as fast as his untrained tender legs allow. Darn, now I have to go find the silly thing. Shouldn't be too hard, he's too slow for me... It takes me less than a minute to find him backing into the corner of the overfilled closet. I can't reach that far, there's too many things on my way, maybe if I get some carrots he'll come out for me. Half an hour later he finally trusts me a little more, enough to come out to get a carrot, enough for me to grab him! Silly thing, walked right into my trap.
I grabbed it by the torso for a better grip, and stuff it into my mouth as fast as I can. He squeals again, it's so funny, I can hear him from the inside, his cries for help are just too funny. But this time I won't let him out. I push more instead, this time a little too fast, my jaws dislocating with an audible pop instead of easing into it. It doesn't hurt, but I'm startled, and I kind of like it. My throat is starting to bulge, from my chin down, it looks bigger, like I have a double chin for a minute, but I push more, my throat getting so stretched around the kicking rabbit.
My tongue strokes his silky fur, I can't really taste him, but it's OK, it'll feed me. Gulp and push, and I'm almost to his tender thighs, one last push and I can close my lips around his fuzzy, twitching paws, my throat muscles swallow hard, and the paws slide out of site, soon he reaches my stomach, I can tell because I can feel him kicking and struggling more, my stomach acid probably isn't being very nice to him. My belly looks so huge, bulged and pink. All the kicking irritated my now tender skin. I grope my belly gingerly, feeling up on the spots where he's kicking, I can feel his dying paws under my overstretched skin. I'm still hungry. But maybe I can sleep now... Maybe not.
Again I find myself tossing and turning in bed. This is not the same as that satisfaction I got the first time. Maybe this is like a drug. It's never gonna be the same, I'll always chase after that first time with something bigger because it doesn't work. So I'm just not satisfied. I need more, so much more. My skin not nearly as irritated as I've seen before, it just isn't as tight and firm as I love so much. I flip in bed again, this time Melissa stirs. My breath catches. What would I do if she wakes up? She grabs my hand and holds it in between us, close to my lips, I can't hide my over sized “food baby”. But she slips back into sleep with a sigh.

I move closer to her hand, maybe I can smell her. She looks delicious like that. Unconsciously I drag her fingers close to my lips, and lick their tips delicately, hmmm. Tasty, warm. She turns the rest of her body towards me, placing the other hand conveniently next to my face. She doesn't even thigh as I place both her hands in my mouth, and sucked her slowly all the way till she was elbows deep down my hungry throat. By then she had reached the rabbit, and stretched my stomach violently fast as her elbows started folding out to get out of the way of her head. My jaws even clicked audibly again as they stretched around her head, and all she did was stir and quickly quiet down. Only after her shoulders does she start waking up, I know this because I can feel her hands moving against my stomach walls tentatively.

She feels her bunny slowly, I take the opportunity to wolf her down faster to see if I can get most of her before she fights. This makes me have second thoughts though, because she's stretching my stomach to distances I didn't even dream it could go. It's a painful thing to push so fast, I can only touch my skin very gingerly, it's so tight and irritated. This is the biggest i've ever been, it's a good thing I'm on the bed because I could never move from here, my tummy is almost as big as me. But I still have most of her thigh to go and the rest of her legs. She starts stirring a little harder, I push myself even more, with my whole front side burning so much I can barely stand it. My eyes are probably the size of golf balls, but I want to finish the rest of her. I gather my energy up and gulp down one last time, as her feet disappear into my stretched throat, right as they realized that they should be kicking.

I lay there as she fights her hardest to do something for her life. She scratches the walls of my stomach, making me moan and roll my eyes. It feels so painfully good. She tries to kick one last time, and with a feeble attempt starts dying down. I'm rubbing the parts where she sticks out most, trying to guess which part of her that is, moaning all the while because my skin is so intensely sensitive. I fall asleep sometime after I found her hands. Burp....... Rabbit hair flies out.

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Angry binging was what I needed, after getting yelled at by three different people for three completely different things, I was done. My tummy rumbled furiously. I half glanced at it thinking I should just swallow up everything in sight. Nothing like a good stuffed up belly to make me feel better. I glared at my cellphone ringing obnoxiously across the room. I Barked out an undeserved and hostile “what!”, only to regret it as soon as it left my lips, Amanda inquired on what could possibly make me that angry, and insisted that she come over and make me some extra chocolaty brownies. A slow smile slid across my face as I thought about eating her up, how perfect to swallow her helping hands gulp by gulp. I told her yeah, come by and make me some incredibly chocolaty desert, I needed it, I needed it bad and only she could make those delicious treats.

Half an hour later she stood on my doorsteps, ringing the doorbell as if the poor thing mortally offended her. What an annoying friend. She'll do just fine though. She marched in, glomping me on the way to the kitchen, she brought all the needed ingredients with her, in case I didn't have something crucial. Faster than I could even remember what made me so mad to explain, she was already whipping up three kinds of chocolate, and rambling on and on about how her brownies topped with a cream cheese and almonds frosting always made anybody feel better. It really did look atrociously delicious, but not nearly as much as her plump, savory body.

She placed the batter inside the preheated oven, set the timer, grinned at me, completely forgetting what she had come for in the first place. After whipping the cream cheese and the unbelievable amounts of sugar and god knows what else, she picks up the bowl with leftover brownie batter, slurping up her chocolaty, chubby fingers. She glanced at me, laughing a little, scrapped up more batter with her other hand, saying “here, try some of this sinfully delicious thing,” and stuck her deliciously tender fingers between my lips. With my preying eyes glued to hers, I licked her fingers slowly and amorously, “wow, it's delicious, I can't wait,” I told her. “Can I have some more,” I asked, she flashed me another silly grin, and scooped up the remainder of the heavenly brownie batter.

This time I took her hand, raising it to my hungry expectant lips. My tongue excitedly ran over the tips of her index, and middle finger, taking in all the chocolate. “Mmm”. She stares at me with wide eyes and half open lips, stuffing the rest of her fingers into my mouth, the idea that she might be lesbian dawns on me, but it doesn't matter anyways, my tummy won't care. I take her hand up to join the other one, and she takes the lead, sliding both her hands into my mouth, her eyes widened as she realized my mouth was bigger than it should be. If my lips could've smiled I would have, instead I swallow, both her hands disappearing down my throat. She let out a moan, commenting on the slick warmth. Her strange willingness takes me by surprise, my tummy rumbled loudly, knowing what was coming.

She moved her fingers gingerly, smiling at me, “what does that feel like?” she asks. My jaw audibly popped out of its socket as she pushed her arms in further, by then she was halfway down up her forearms. “are you going to swallow me whole?” I nodded staring at her excited eyes. I knelt down to the floor, so she could push herself in easier. My hands subconsciously groped my throat, which by then showed the outline of her moving fingers. She smiled down at me, pushing down till my lips were above her elbows. I swallowed hard, making her giggle to the strange feeling of being pulled down by my muscles.
Her face was getting close to mine, “I've always wondered what this would be like.” she whispered as she put her head down and lowered herself further, she moaned one last time as she pushed down to her shoulders, this time I moaned as she crawled her way down my throat, I could feel her elbows pushing my belly out, she shifted her arms to adjust more room for her on coming body. I could feel her abs flexing to her giggling fits as she got further and further in.

My stomach stretched painfully, but I couldn't care less, the skin on my belly getting as tight as a balloon, there was a lot more to go, and I knew my tummy could take it. There were red spots where her elbows pushed out, I could almost tell where her face was when I ran my fingers over my bloated tummy. Meanwhile my lips were already almost down past her butt, she still managed to push with her legs and crawl into me, I swallowed hard, and her thighs almost disappeared into my mouth. I heard a muffled voice, couldn't really tell what she said, but she sounded pleased with herself. I kept on swallowing, even as I felt my belly skin burn irritatedly, protesting against so much stretching. I wanted more.

I got past her knees, grabbed her ankles and pulled her. In went her calves, then her ankles, only her feet stuck out of my mouth, one last gulp, and my lips closed around her. I moved my head from side to side slowly to let her feet descend into my stomach. Looking down at my misshaped belly, I felt satisfied, groping my tender skin gingerly, moaning as I rubbed every bump she made with her elbows, head, knees, she was still alive, I could see her moving slowly, undulating my skin from underneath, she pressed her palm against the walls of my belly, I pressed her hand down, fondled with her knees and elbows. She started to struggle, I guessed my stomach acids were finally getting to her, I could hear her voice, maybe she was asking to get out... I waited delightedly, and after a few minutes of watching my tummy wriggle in horror, she finally slowed down. She got what she wanted. My tummy wrapped all around her. The edges where my tummy began, like right under my ribcage,and right above my hips, where my skin took a drastic rise and bulged out.
The oven beeped at me, letting me know the brownies were done. I waddled slowly towards the oven and turned it off. Half an hour later I lay on the kitchen floor, with chocolate all over my fingers, and covering half my face. What a delicious meal.

>>402
bravo.

so yeah i really liked them, and thats why i want her posting here again :D

and here i thought nobody cared bout my silly stories

no your stories dont suck. i dont read stories often but i peeked at yours and i got a little interested then i was like wow this is a great story. like i said i dont read alot but ur style was different and exotic and i liked it . keep up the good work :)

here's one i wrote just now just for you guys.





i was wearing a shirt alittle tighter than usual that day. my belly felt the tight elastic of the shirt hugging me. So hungry that i couldn't see straight, i stumbled into the break room at work and hoped for dear life i had a dollar in my wallet. No such luck, all i have is a dingy quarter and that's all. what the heck will i do now...
An idea so crazy goes through my head, that i almost get turned on by the adrenaline rush. Hellen walked past the door into the changing room, i smiled deviously as i followed her, quietly locking the door behind me. i waited until she was about to take her pants off. I said hello, in vain. She never talked to anybody; nobody is as stuck up as a girl who knows she's pretty. Hellen glanced over at me with no interest. I picked up my purse from my locker, got one of my bigger books that i had that day for school and, carefully keeping her in my sight, i went around the main shelf making sure she didn't see me... and hit her right on the head with a loud thump. She went limp and hit the floor ungracefully. I loomed over her for a while waiting in shock at what i had just done. I was scared that someone might walk right into this strange picture. i finally took a deep breath, and decided to get a little more comfortable and unbutton my jeans. yes, i'd definitely need it.
i laid her out in front or me, her arms stretched up and over her head, with her hands right in front of me. no, my jeans unbuttoned wasn't going to do it. i took my clothes off, leaving my undies on in case someone walked in, laughing a little and thinking it strange that my first worry was being naked. i positioned myself in front of her hands, sitting with my legs crossed indian style. yummm, i'm super excited, barely keeping myself inside my skin. i could see her still breathing, her bare brown skin looking supple and delicious. this woman was a love and hate story with me, i hated everything about her, she's a bitch, she's pretty... she's turkish so people think she's the shit, with her round face and her perfectly cute and friendly smile. my belly rumbles indignantly at having to sit in front of a meal like this one and not have it. reminding me of what i came here for.
i picked up her hands looking at the expensive design she had on her shinny long nails. i sucked at her fingers slowly, savoring her soft skin, then i pulled on her arms and brought her closer to me, sliding her hands in till my lips stretched around both her wrists. i should pace myself if i'm about to get her whole body inside me. her fingers reaching my throught, my heart pounds with excitement. i scoot my butt back and lower myself closer to the ground, pushing her hands against my throat to get her further in.
my throat gives and with a slithery sound of skin brushing over skinin, her elbows are pushing my lips thin over her olive brown skin. i moan a little, thinking i should probably be very quiet in case someone walks by the door. this is such a bad dangerous situation. my hands grab her under her arms, pulling her up slowly and right into my already painfully stretched throat. her hands start moving against my esophagus, slowly but surely, i feel the little tickling feeling as her little probing fingers tease on their way past my sternum. i pull harder, gulping at the same time, and i'm getting ever closer to her head, i breath in real big, and open my mouth as far as it'll go, popping my jaw out of its socket with an audible pop that had me scared of being found out. i felt her let a breath out as my lower lips went over her face,knowing her oblivion wouldn't last much longer. pulling very strenuously and pushing my belly to move her hands to a better spot in my stomach, the rest of her is coming soon. i pull even harder, and opening my mouth beyond anything that i'd done in a long time, painfully pushing her breasts between my lips.
how would i possibly get all of her in. i haven't done this in so long. i looked around, sighed, and decided i could do it. no matter what. my hands found her hips, pulling her to me and feeling her elbows painfully pushing at the walls inside my belly, oh boy, i managed to look down, just a glimpse of the shape of her elbows pushing my skin to its limits. but there was still a lot more coming. yum. i pulled and tugged at my jaw a litttle and managed to get down to her belly. This part was perfect, her bare, warm, hairless skin just moving slowly past my lips. i let out a gast as i fondled my belly, feeing her head starting to poke out right under my breasts, i push and turn, managing to push her body into a better position inside my stretched out skin. oh dear, the little curve where my tummy starts growing out (it's my favorite part of my body); when i can feel that nice curve pulled to almost ripping, so tender and angry with me for making it go through this yet again. right under my breast my skin bulged out in almost the same manner, except here it was a little less tender, but just as nice to rub.
my belly button would've screamed in horror if it had a voice, as i pushed even further, till her thighs were pushing through my throat, i felt my entire belly aching with protest, i trembled and sigh so not to moan. i pull her closer to me, staring at the back of her knees wondering if i'd be able to get her in me whole. despite my burning skin and my inability to move myself an inch further than i had to in order to eat her up. my cheeks were so stretched out you could almost see through them. my shallow breathing kept me from just pushing and pushing away. but i had to get this over with. i tried getting in a deep breath one more time, almost failing, since it was so hard to get my lungs to fight with my stomach, my stomach was winning. but i thought myself silly and pulled even harder, literally stretching my stomach walls till i was almost torturing myself. i couldn't stop the moan, i was beyond horny. The intense pain over my burning skin was enough to make me cum on the spot. my hands took another long minute to move my sore skin over her protruding elbows at my sides, it's almost impossible, but i can move her elbows as far as i wan, feeling the little butterflies swarming inside e as she shifts even more, putting pressure against my stomach walls enough to make my eyes roll back.
i pull her feet closer to my mouth, trembling even harder as the movement shifts her, my lips are almost at her ankles, i gulp and push those little delicate feet in leaving the little toes sticking out as she started thrashing a little, i brace myself, pushing her toes out of sight, and get ready for her to start fighting. this is my favorite part. she's already completely inside, no way i'll let her out now. i hug my belly, not reaching all the way around to my belly button, but enough to feel her moving around with my bulging skin wrapped all over her. ah, i can't keep the moans from coming as she fights even harder, she pushes all over and tries her hardest to figure out what's happening to her. i'm following her everymove with my hands, cumming harder than I thought i could. i crawled my way into one of the stalls to digest, hoping nobody would find me for a long time.

>>416
Your lack of capital letters makes my eyes burn, other than that I liked it.

THE DATA BRINGER HAS RETURNED! 10 internets to whom ever gets it. more plox :D

>>416

Bout damn time. :D

I normally try to avoid saying this, but damn, I want you to eat me.

>>417
Same, aside from that, MOAR. Your like the queen of the vore boards lol.

Lets see everyone make a line so I can eat y'all up. We can bet on how far down the line I get.

lol hmmm I'm interested in see how many people you'd be able to eat in one sitting...

>>422
Fucking win, but that's like the whole 3 people on the vore board. Two, since i'm not prey, but i'll watch :)

I, however, am prey. Nice and tasty.

>>425
Any more details? ;D

here boys, i wrote this the other night. it's a little different, i was experimenting with a little darker stuff.


I really wanted one of those ferrero's chocolates, and the bastards were sitting right next to me, crap... I had a friend over, who came over to do a school porject with me. I'm usually a very friendly girl, but she's skinnier than me, taller than me, platinum blonde, acrylic nails, flawless make up, and shorts that make her gorgeous ass look simply delicious. She sat across the couch from me, laying her folded legs next to me. and in the gap between her ankles and the couch, were my chocolates. Gosh, this was just torture. We had finished early and she was waiting for her ride, which would take a few hours. She twirled with her little toes as she watched the tv intently, ocassionally staring at her iPhone and clicking away with the giant claws she called nails.
After hours of sideways glancing at my brilliantly gold wrapped bomboms, she fell asleep, sliding a little closer to me, resting her head on her hands. After sneaking open those darn bomboms, and glancing at her little toes as I ate them. The AC was running a little too cold for her, making her wiggle her freezing toes. I turned it up and she was fast asleep within a minute. I eyed her for a while, wishing her ride would just not show up today. Her delicate, thin features made her sleeping face almost a piece of art. After a long while of checking if she'd wake up, getting off the couch and positioning myself in front of her now stretched out feet, I slurped up her big toe, tasting a faint smell of her delightful lotion, I waited to see if she'd stir, but not a hair moved.
Sliding her toes one by one into my hungry mouth, my eyes lost themselves as I started to stretch my cheeks, pushing her feet in past my lips comfort zone. I pushed a little bit more, knowing the ankles were about to go through, and sure as shooting, they popped my jaw apart, scaring me half to death that the noise would wake her up right then. Her calves slithered through fairly easily, her lotioned skin made it incredibly easy to slide between my stretching lips. I could fel her little ringed toes scratching down my throat, with a sting of pain at every catch making me almost moan everytime, getting more and more excited I pushed past her knees a little faster than I should've. I could feel her feet hitting the bottom of my stomach, I stopped as soon as I felt them pushing harder, I'd have to adjust them to get her knees to push out instead of down, or she wouldn't fit right. I hated how used to this I was getting, killing shouldn't be something people should get used to. But the desire to stuff myself so full just couldn't be stopped. My hungry tummy is an evil mistress.
I slid her closer to the edge of the sofa, rolling my tongue over her skin, pushing myself to her, getting her knees into my mouth, and sliding up to the very bottom of her thighs. The bulk of her knees pushed through my loosening throat muscles making my skin crawl with the burning sensation. I stared for a minute, while feeling my belly and grabbing on to the two ankles inside, I pushed my tummy skin over her ankles enough so I could have a nice grip of them. Groping her calves as they reshaped me, I gulped real hard and pushed till I was getting close to her tiny overflowing shorts. I closed my eyes and gulped all the way to barely over her waist. I shallow breathed myself into staying calm and shifting her folding knees into facing out instead of in me, I had to turn her, which in fact woke her up, but by this time i felt so powerful I knew she couldn'd stop me. She looked at me for a long while with a shocked expression, letting a faint cry through her barely open mouth. She started begging me at the same time as her hands started trying to pull herself away. I haven't had a fighting victim in a while, so I didn't think much of her hands getting closer to my face, I thought she was just trying to get in, but by the time she was trying to push me away, I managed to grab her hands and stuff them into my mouth too, probably hurting her with my teeth... Her struggling legs were too wrapped to by my strong muscles to cause any damage. I tried my hardest to keep my teeth away as she tried to fight, and her struggling just made it easier for me to find a good position to stuff her into. With every struggle I openly moaned now that I didn't worry about her waking.
I was getting close to her shoulders when she realized there was no way around it. I myself was having second thoughts about being able to contain her, my belly was so strained I wouldn't be surprised if I was close to tearing in many spots, but I also was in a state of intense nirvana as she finally gave up, relaxing herself enough for me to stop fighting her legs with my hands and just tenderly put them in perfect spots that I now knew would never tear. My shallow breathing became very loud to me at that point, I was so extremely excited. I could feel her breathing with a butterflies storm in my belly, I could feel her spine as she folded into a craddled position, I pushed her head into my throat and swallowed her down.The bathrom held an assorted collection of oils, of which I picked the odorless one to gingergingerly touch my skin very slowly, every finger going over every curve of my supple skin tight around her many bumps and curves. With one last gasp of relief, I collapsed into the couch, rolling as fast as I could, not to upset my skin more. I laid sleepily as Becky finally stopped trying to breathe. I had followed every bit of it, feeling my raw skin as she moved underneath it, every muscle she moved was an orgasm, I couldn't stop myself, I rubbed every bit of me, from my favorite little crook under my belly, to where my boobs laid on it, waiting to be rubbed too. What was I turning into. I fell asleep scared that I might eat everyone in the world.

>>427
Pretty nice! A little too fast on the swallowing,and I find it hard to believe that the girl wouldn't beg or plead or say anything at all when she was being eaten. Other than that it was good, glad to see capital letters this time. I hop you write another one soon, the description of your belly as the girl laid inside it while you rubbed it with oil was really nice indeed.

>>426
Other people are on the vore board?

>>429

Yep. I frequent this place but most of the time forget to put in my name.

Also fapfapfap omg ur a girl eats me im only 115lb not that hard.

>>440
Wait, what? But yeah I check here alot of the time to see if I can find stuff from people that OMG DELETE FUCKING EVERYTHING DNPDNP! Having original content is refreshing.

Btw, i'm mostly just vore observer, maybe pred?

>>428

i'm not really into begging. ppl either fight for their life or not at all.

i want a blender....

>>442
I understand, I honestly like consensual myself. I'm not prey, but I know I would fight my ass off or at least try to reason with a pred, not just go catatonic and limp.

>>429 Yes, 3 other people lol.

>>443

i guess i completely forgot to say she was fighting... unfortunately the state i'm in when i write these lets me pay very little attention to grammar and the order in which i'm writing stuff. i'm usually very high. sorry guys, i meant to mention she was fighting but lost.

>>456
It's ok, my liking of vore often drives me to drink lol.

>>458
well when I'm high I get so hungry i don't know what to do with myself... so writing about my skin aching to be stretched out, and then i can just drink a whole 2 litter bottle, and sit back and write about it. yeps.

It's alright, FEELS GOOD MAN.

>>459
Does this all stem from you being pregnant at one point in time? Or have you had vore "urges"/inspirations before?

>>461

yeah, I had never even heard of vore.
I mean I had my weird moments, like I absolutely LOVE being hungry, hungry that i could eat a horse.
but i started getting into it when my son's father started showing me some vore things and rubbing my tummy every night for me. He introduced me to bbw-chan

>>463
I'm surprised he didn't show you Aryion.com that's usually the first place everyone goes. This is just a place to go to get DNP stuff from there not usually original works, such as yours. Thanks for those stories BTW.

he did, i posted there two weeks ago.
I kinda like it here though, feels more personal.

>>467
I dunno, 3 people who post...If you're lucky, once a day doesn't seem that personal to me. But, Aryion.com is often a shitfest so I can't blame you.

lol yeah well bbw-chan isnt nearly as big as Aryion so it's a given that its not going to be as annoying lol

>>468

I haven't talked to anybody there, except eka, who wasn't very nice to me, so it's not such a mystery how i like you guys here better.
once a day's enough to make me wanna write more.

>>470

Yeah, Eka is a cunt, but some of the other members aren't half bad. That bitch just needs to shut up and host my fapping material.

>>471
oh jeebus, maybe i should just eat her up... how ironic.
i tend to imagine eating ppl i don't particularly like.

>>470
>>471
I myself have only had a couple of experiences with her, and that was a thank you email for donating and a email encouraging me to Delurk. Both which were nice, I was speaking more of the insanity of the community in general. For example there is a thread just posted where someone is asking if they are "recognized enough". AKA Pay attention to me! Boost my ego!

>>473

In the site's defense, the general discussion on the forums are the only shitty part to worry about that. People like that furry artist who wants everyone to look at him arent as bad as the constant request thread people, though..

>>481
Eh, I can kinda agree, but it doesn't make me RAEG as much. BTW anyone on this board want to RP?

>>482

I would, but I'm pretty sub par at writing long paragraphs.

D: vanished again :(

MOAR!

just drifting around the site.
these stories are so fucking hot...

>>473
I think the worst part of the site is the constant threads about "IS VORE GOING MAINSTREAM?" and comments like "NOW HOW CAN WE GET PEOPLE INTERESTED IN VORE?"

Vorarephilia isn't an underground band or art movement, paraphilias aren't meant to be "mainstream". These fucks need to learn that.

>>990
WOW super necro, i'm not going to talk any more about this, the forum sucks, but there is an archive with literally tens of thousands of vore pics you can look at anytime you want. If a forum you don't have to look at run by assholes is keeping you from looking at limitless vore fapping material, that's your problem, sucks to be you.

so I've been taking an interest in huge insertions... kinda great to see my belly moving from the baseball bat stuffed in my pussy.

>>990
and i got a way to MAKE them learn.
someone get my baseball bat, i'mma go smash some skulls in

oh? so does that mean you have something new you show? I really liked the other stories!

alright, alright, i'm halfway done with another storie, this one I'm omnoming on a pregnant chic =]

All that dieting was getting pretty old, I'd been dieting for like 4 months now, all sorts of different things. I decided to fuck it. I wasn't losing any weight, not looking any better. I worked myself up in feeling fat so much i started bawling. But not for long, I was brought out of my sillyness with a txting sounds, and after fight the new touchscreen to finally open my message, "hey, can i come over? i made apple pie and i wanna share" -Lindsey.
Yes. She could come over. I didn't really like her much, but she was 8 months pregnant with the biggest boobs i'd ever seen in real life. She ordered her bras online, because stores didn't carry Hs... That giant belly dwarfed by those firm, huge tits could always cheer me up.
Twenty minutes later I snapped out of still thinking about her boobs by her loud door knocking. She looked so cheerfull as she waddled into my appartment, carrying that heavy weight with her back and her hand under her pregnant belly. She wore a tight black shirt that didn't cover her all the way down, strained at the size of her, the bust line spilling over all that delicious cleavage. That suculent smell of apple pie hitting me after i took in all of her with my eyes. Yumm. She knew how to make the best apple pies I'd ever had the pleasure to gobble down =D.
"Hi! I made it it!" She giggled, making the big belly jiggle gleefully. "I didn't think i was gonna make it halfway here, I just I'm just so heavy right now, I had to take a breather in front of the neighboor's". She carried that apple pie over to the kitchen, with one hand behind her back to keep herself steady, putting the pie on my counter. It smelled divine. "Yum, that looks so great it's already watering my mouth", half reffering to the pie.
She brushed her blond hair over her ear, letting it fall over the acre of soft, plumpy cleavage. "How big of a piece do you want? I know i want a double piece", she said licking her lips as I got the plates and spoons. "Gimme a thin one, I'm on a diet" I grimmaced and thought, not for long. "So how've you been dear? How's Ava? Kickin' away?". She widened her eyes at me and grunted "Oh my Gooood! She's been kicking me so hard. Like she's trying to push her way out through my belly button. I've been having to rub lotion every night so I won't get stretch marks, I don't think I will though, because she's been elbowing me and stretching my skin to it's limit... " She ploped down on my chair, taking a bite of her pie almost as fast as she put the plate down. "Oh Yumm. Hehe, now let's just see how far down this pie i get before i can't fit anymore, my tummy's just so huge." She commented as she rubbed that belly in anticipation.
I already knew what I wanted to do with her before she came, so when I put the crushed up sleeping pill in her drink, I made sure she was too busy om noming her pie to notice, she wanted apple juice, appearantly on an apple rampage. I watched her gulp it down in 4 swigs, put her hand on her belly and licked the little droplet of juice on the side of her mouth, "Mmmm, I can already feel bigger from that lil bit of juice and a pice of pie ."
By the end of the third piece she was already yawning up a storm, only passing out by the end of the third one though. I looked at her snoozing next to her plate, with pie crumbs all over her mouth, chest, and belly. This is why I liked this girl. She always over indulged.
Now came the best part. Eating her up would be challenging, she was huge, and delightful. A light moan left me as I grabbed her hands, her fingers tasted of that great pie as I ran my tongue over them, stuffing her hands fast into my mouth. I was frustrated with this diet, planning on taking this chubby pregnant challange with vigor.
Her hands proved already too much for my jaw, with an audible pop it came out of it's socket and let her in obligingly, I would've moaned if I could've made a sound, I was so excited I pushed her hands down my throat, stretching it so hard I had to bring one of my hands to soothe the bulging throb. I gasped as I pushed her elbows deep into me. At that point her hands were somewhere past my sternum, making their demanding way into my stomach.
I had no patience, I pulled her arms apart to fit her head between them, feeling her hair under my lips I slowly gulped her head in, getting to her shoulders. Her hands were already pushing my stomach walls out, a presence protruding out of my belly. I groped her H cups a little to see how far I'd have to open my lips for. Wow. Then I wasn't so sure I could do it anymore, they were so huge and plump. Oh dear, I braced myself and pulled her in, gulping, feeling the strain on my lips as I pushed her tits into my mouth, agh, her hands pushed out agaisnt my belly, starting those belly pains I so ached for.
I took a moment to let my lips get used to being around something that huge. I'd never swallowed a girl this thick before. Preggos were deffinetly a whole different experience, and I was enjoying every inch of it. The skin between her boobs and giant belly was so stretched, I lingered on the area, it being my favorite part of a giant belly.
I took a deep breath, and gulped as hard as I could, pulling half of her belly into my lips. Hmmm, I brought my hands to my tummy, feeling her pushing against me, stretching my smooth belly skin tight. I adjusted her elbows so she would fold inside me nicely, and pushed her around feeling her moving fluidly under my skin. When i had her where i wanted her, I pulled the rest of her tummy in, my gulp stopping short trying to cope with that massive belly, ugh, another power gulp and my lips slid over that belly onto her hips, ahhh, my belly screamed in protest, that burning sensation of where her head and elbows pushed against my tummy, making the skin on that area red and taught, my tummy got bigger and bigger, swallwoing her whole.
Getting over her tits and tummy was the hardest part, it being the biggest parts of her. But now came the easy part, where I could just feel her stretching my own tummy gulp by gulp as I finished pulling her thighs in, then her knees and halfs. My belly was so huge, all red and irritated from all the strain I put my skin through, when I finished slurping and pushed her little feet into my throat, my tummy felt so huge and plump i came all over her, my tummy muscles feelbly contracting and accepting the sheer size of her. As I felt her feet sliding down towards the rest of her, I moaned and came again, rubbing the protruding parts of my giant round tummy, actually not so round at all.
Hmmm, I felt around my tummy for quite some time sitting on that chair with my legs open to let my giant tummy have all the space it needed. I grabbed my tummy in an attempt to lift myself up, only to realize that if she could barely move herself around, I was way out of my mind to think I could move both me and her and her huge belly around. I settled on the floor, getting the rest of that pie from the table and eating it with my fingers. I passed out soon after.

So damn happy to have you back. ;)

>>1741
chibiwibilady's my screen name.
I really enjoyed writing this one... i'm relly not good at this diet thing, I'm on my third serving...

If you enjoyed writing the latest one can we expect another one any time soon? Please say yes

Have you ever thought of playing with your food?

>>1969 what kinda play?

the other day this girl i met on a pregnant site wouldn't leave me alone... I really wasn't in the mood, so her constant asking me if i would keep her safe in my warm tummy, was just obnoxious... so I answered with a "No! It's not safe in there, that's where I put people i want to digest/kill, I'm not your mommy and I won't keep you safe and warm." and it kinda surprised me and turned me on how much i wanted to be mean to her and .... really... eat her up.

>>1971

That's so sexy ... nothing's hotter than a mean predator.

Must have more!

Could defiantly go for some more, those stories are freaking awesome!

Come back chibi wibi lady!