"Tho good!" You're assaulted by warm air and a spray of spittle at Josee's exclamation. You hold up an arm as you wade in the thick mire of cream and fruit, stranded in the young artist's crepe as she opens wide for another bite. (1/5)

Reposting this here in honor of 8/8, aquick little vore story featuring the wonderful @appdattta.bsky.social's great Gamer Goblin Pyx! Huge thanks to them for letting me write about their wonderful character!

Haman strides into her quarters, door sealed behind her as she lets out a sigh. Plucking a rose from her vase, she dreamily toys with at she reclines on an oversized cushion. Beneath her, you can only watch as her looming, tights-clad ass crashes into you like an asteroid. (1/12)

You watch the maid's plump lips move, ivory teeth masticating the the sweet, before she finally swallows with a meaty GLUK. Licking the crumbs from the corners of her lips, strands of saliva form and snap at the corners of Lin's maw as she opens it to take another bite. (2/2)

Exhausted from a long day cleaning the bathouse, Lin reclines, basking in the cool night air as she bites into the bun. You can only watch as white teeth appear before you, tearing away a chunk of your prison, leaving you trapped in the thick, sticky mire of sweet bean paste. (1/2)

"What do you mean you're 'at soup'!?" On the other end of the line, a tiny wading in a spoonful of broth, countless other specks trapped with them as they're unknowingly carried towards Eco's pursed lips and slurped into her humid, cavernous maw. "I mean I'm at soup!"

Treading the surface of an alcoholic sea as you wade in Misato's can of beer, the purple haired woman lifts the drink to her lips, funneling a torrent of the liquid pass rows of glittering white teeth. Trying and failing to swim against the tidal wave pouring into the NERV director's maw. (1/5)

[Multiple Paths] Stranded on the ice, reduced to the size of a speck, you stumble along the vast, freezing desert. Just as you're ready to collapse, a spray of ice assaults you, as a looming skater towers overhead. "Ohmigawd!" Azusa bubbles, eyes glittering as she looks down at you, "so KYOOT~!"

"I shouldn't..." Asahina's blue eyes stare hungrily at the cream-filled donut, before flitting to too-tight shorts. "But one more couldn't hurt~" she decides, giddily grabbing the pastry. Trapped in a thick mire of white, your stomach lurches as you're hoisted into the air. (1/8)

Trapped in the mire of cold parfait, you shiver as you're brought to Akira's bored face. The pilot's lips part, sticky stands of saliva forming at the corners of her mouth as you're plunged into the humid darkness, assaulted by her tongue before- ~GLUK~ Your tiny body is yanked down her throat.

Mfw when I think about stepping on you

Mfw you ask me to step on you

"Hmm?" The noise of confusion echoes as you scale the redhead's nose. Green eyes fill the horizon as she crosses them to peer down at the disturbance, while you celebrate being found. Not noticing Washu's brow furrow as she lifts her hand to flick away the gnat she spotted.

Ryoko reclines in her seat, sipping her drink as she enjoys the beach. Sweat runs down her legs as she reads, droplets collecting between her toes as you're idly squeezed between them, desperate cries for help silenced as you're forced deeper into her sweat-soaked toe cleavage.

Treading the warm bathhouse water, swallowed by the waves after Mihoshi tripped and fell in. A spluttering mess, a shadow is suddenly cast over your body. Glancing up, you're confronted by Ryoko's cool gaze as she looks down at you, clad in nothing but a mischievous smirk.

Crawling up the mound of flesh, you desperately cling to the space pirate's erect nipple, the rise and fall of her chest threatening to send you tumbling into her robes. "Tenchi..." Ryoko sleepily moans, voice booming as she dreamily cups her breast, unknowingly kneading you against her.

Stepping out from her shower, steam flowing out into the living room, Rally sighs as she grabs the still-cold can of beer. Taking a quick swig, Rally sighs as she feel cool air on her body, before something on her tabletop suddenly catches her eye. (1/2)

POV: The leading ladies of Gunsmith Cats have found you reduced to less than an inch tall

Crimson sand coated soles pound against the beach, nearly slamming into your tiny body as you desperately dodge the twins. A cry of "Wuh!?" distracts you, a shadow forming as Scanty's cleavage, glittering with sweat, rushes towards you, the tripped demoness crashing into the pair's tiny voyeur.

"So nice, dontcha think~?" The ditzy nurse sighs, addressing the speck in her bath, massive chest jiggling as she shifts her hips forward. Between splayed legs, you eyes go wide as you spot a pair of lips beneath the water, growing closer as above the blonde begins to doze.

The ditz's meteoric ass slams into her seat, sandwiching you between tanned, sweaty cheeks. Your prison echoes with a distant "Mmmm~!" of satisfaction as Shizuka eats, another wiggle of her hips pushes you past the flimsy barrier of her thong, burying you in her colossal rear. (2/2)

"So yummy~" The others look on in shock as Shizuka leans over to grab another fish, the shapely nurse wiggling her hips as she seats herself. Below, you sprint as hard as you can, legs on fire as the shadow of the blonde's massive ass looms overhead. (1/2)

"Ahhh~" Rei sighs, sweat running down her brow as she undoes her top, freeing her chest as she lays in the sun. Beneath her, you splutter as sweaty breast flesh floods your mouth, squeezed within expanding cleavage and drowning in heat as your captor drifts to sleep.

Saeko lets out a satisfied sigh as she climbs aboard the raft, rubber surface squeaking as she crawls forward. Below, in a valley of rubber, a shadow looms over you. Saltwater drips from the young woman's wobbling breasts, before suddenly her chest comes crashing down atop you.

"Huh?" Kneesocks glances down at you with a look of mild surprise as you cower below her. "Oh. It's you." She responds flatly, scooping you up. "I'll deal with you later," she says, before dropping your writhing form into her thigh-highs, pinning you against warm, crimson flesh.

"See something you like~?" Scanty mocks, a toothy grin adorning her face as she leans over, staring hungrily at your speck-sized form. Pendulous red breasts wobble overhead as her hand glides down her body, lifting her skirt as crimson digits reach out towards her latest toy.

"Lousy brats..." Grandis pouts, sighing as she plops down in the cool grass. Lodged in the thief's cleavage, the shift sends you flying. Your freedom is cut short, as you crash with a wet plap in her acrid pit, face filled with sweaty red stubble just as Grandis lowers her arm.

You gaze up at the impossible length of the witch's form, face flush from humidity and excitement. "Scale me and win a kiss," Bayonetta booms, wet sole slapping against your perch. "Fail, and you'll kiss another pair of lips~"she teases, toes pounding excitedly against the metal tub.

Sliding the now pink-stained stick from between her glossy lips. Any resistance you offer is instantly shattered as the witch swallows, sending you down her throat. A playful slap against the towering beauty's tight core the last thing you hear as your prison begins to churn.

"Mmmm~" The moan of satisfaction pounds against your eardrums, while the witch's colossal tongue slams into you. Tastebuds explore every inch of your body, coating you in saliva while your bonds loosen, causing you to plummet into the puddle of sugary fluid on her tongue.