Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 34

She could feel its progress as a warm, stinging sensation inside her flesh.

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Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 88

Dead flesh infused with the desire to eat... and eat... and eat...

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The Hunter of Baile Chapter 1: A Boy and his Farm

Mouth, the flesh either side tearing open with the sound of raw flesh being rent in two to widen its maw.

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The Uncorrupted

The thought comforted him momentarily, before he felt a cold presence upon his seared flesh. the grass curled and withered, the temperature dropped significantly.

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[QC-052] Food Coma Consequences

Copious amounts of saliva dripped down off hir many rows of teeth, bridging from flesh to mandible and back to flesh on the lower jaw.

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Journey Through Darkness: The Gluttons

Past this putrid rain that grew in the dark slush writhed the mass of fat and flesh along in such a gathering of numbers untold, so did these wretches of such detestable form pull at one another and tear their flesh to the bone amongst their teeth.

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POV vore - you and Toothless the dragon

You kick, but you're stretched out in toothless's long stomach with tough dragon flesh pressing in from all sides. you were lucky to reach your other wrist. there just isn't enough room to struggle.

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POV vore - you and a couatl

Cool pink flesh slides around your head and you see the folded fangs that deliver its venom. the rest of its mouth is a forked black tongue and dozens of small, sharp,teeth that hook toward the purple gullet.

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The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book IX Chapter 10

"come to me" he mumbled seductively, the dark tentacles didn't need more encouragement, thrusting into his flesh like needles it felt magical. but it didn't last long enough.

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To Love the High Mage

The undead bane of all who used magic, few spells could mar it's already decomposed flesh. saturated so fully with magic at the moment of it's birth into un-life, that even the most potent spells would slide over it's flesh harmlessly.

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A Barely Legible Scrap of Writing Found by Beowulf

It was not our choice to live off of human flesh. i will find this beowulf and rip the flesh from his still-alive body as he screams in agony. he will know the pain that he has caused me, and he will die the fake wannabe hero that he truly is.

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