Don't know where else to look

[ArcaneSigil]

My idea isn't technically an interactive. It's more of a "group project". The general title is "VPSA: Vore Pred Survivors Anonymous". The idea behind it is all of us writers writing chapters and posting them to the same story to CREATE a story. The characters go to a "shrink" and tell their stories about how they survived being vored. Whether the voring be via swallowing, unbirthing, anal vore, tit vore, absorption or other methods. I just don't know how to make something like that. The only method I can think of is for people to write their own short stories, send them to me in PMs through links or something, and I'll post the chapter into the folder with a "By Line" at the top. I just don't know where I'd post one.

Example:

"Hi, my name is Lin. It's short for Linda. I'm... a prey." the girl, no older than 21 years old said.

"Hi Lin." the group around her said in unison.

"I don't see this as a problem. Not really. But I like getting eaten. I like the feeling of being swallowed whole. Dominated by a much more powerful creature. Just yesterday, I spent an evening in the belly of my friend Tommy's pet snake." She said and some members of the group fidgeted, their own fetish's surfacing. "It was in the afternoon..."

Tommy had just left for work and I was alone at his house. His pet, a gorgeous reticulated python named Ceaser watched me as I walked around the house. An entire wall had been knocked out of his house to give Ceaser a pen big enough. He was easily twenty or thirty feet long. Massive in scale. And, like most pets his size, he had a door in the side of his enclosure. Which was never locked. I was house sitting, like I did sometimes, and didn't really pay any mind to the door. I house sat for Tommy because my job didn't quite net me enough to both pay the bills and get food, so house sitting for people was a sort of side job to get me food. It helped that when I house sat, I was allowed to have a meal that I made, as long as I cleaned up after, using things they had in the house. And I was usually good about it. Tommy's was the exception. We'd been friends for years. Since grade school, really, even dated for a while in high school, and he knew what to expect. I'd leave the occasional dish in his living room, or a pizza box on the kitchen counter, but it was never anything too strenuous.

Well, Ceaser's pen was unlocked, and I was house sitting. The phone rings and I pick up. "Hey Lin, think you'd be ok with stayin' over for a week or so? My boss is sending me on a trip to Spain. We just got a huge deal and he wants his best to make sure it goes through."

"Sure Tommy. But... what about food?"

"Don't worry about it. I'll wire some money if you need it. Just give me a call."

"Ok. Sure." He hung up after that and I went into the living room to relax. "Well, guess I'm gonna be here for a week or two. Isn't that great Ceaser?" I asked and the snake just stared at me, lounging on his coils. "Oh. I guess I should run home and grab some clothes, huh? If I'm gonna be here that long, I'll need a few changes of clothes." Grabbing my car keys, I walked out the door, ignoring the fact that Ceaser's enclosure was still unlocked. It took me ten minutes to get home, another twenty or so to grab enough clothes for a week and my laptop, and ten minutes to get back to his house. When I walked in and turned back around from locking the door for the evening, I spotted the enclosure. The door was open and Ceaser was gone. "Oh no." My heart hammered in my chest as I raced around the house. A reticulated python Ceaser's size would net quite a fortune on the black market. Not to mention other things burglars might have stolen. It didn't take me long to find Ceaser. In the main bedroom, curled up on the bed. "Does Tommy let you sleep up there?" I asked and Ceaser just stared at me. "I guess it doesn't matter. How does pizza sound for dinner?" Walking back into the living room, I sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and switched over to Animal Planet. Even if some of the shows on it were stupid now, it worked for back ground noise.

Booting up my laptop, I pulled up one of my new favorite games. Five Nights at Freddy's. The spooks were just enough to get my heart pounding, and I'd gotten pretty good at it. Not as good as some players, but I could last to just before the end of Night Four. When they really started getting active. The pizza order was placed via my phone, where all my credit card information was stored, and as per usual, four minutes late, the pizza guy arrived. Walking to the door, I pulled it open and peer out at him. Cute, so I guess I'd give him a tip. Taking the pizza, I asked him to wait while I grabbed a tip from my purse. Ten dollars should suffice. When I got back to the door and handed him the tip, I did catch him trying to sneak a peek down my shirt. No big deal. Cute pizza guy, ogling a defenseless girl? Sounds like a bad porno, probably is the plot to a bad porno, but he was nice enough to take the money and head out. Returning to the pizza, I opened the top box and grabbed me a slice of extra cheese pizza. Freddy Fazbear's Pizza would wait while I ate. Giggling to myself, I jumped when the pizza, as expected, tugged a long string of the cheese off, as well as some of the sauce, and it plopped right down my front. The cheese, no longer held up by pizza crust, dribbled down the front of me and I wasn't quick enough to get my shirt off and rolled around it before it got on my pants. "Damn it..." I grumbled as I set aside my Pizza and the remote and stood up. My top came off first, to get tossed in a heap next to the recliner. My pants were next, leaving me in just my panties and bra, and the pants were tossed onto the shirt.

No big deal, I was here alone with just Ceaser, and he was a snake. Why would Ceaser ogle me? Reclining back on the couch, I ate my pizza a little more carefully while I watched Animal Planet. No food over the computer, didn't want to gum up the buttons. It wasn't much longer before I felt myself drifting. It had been a long day and tomorrow was my day off, so I deserved a well earned rest. Pushing the small table with my laptop to the side and closing the computer, I sat my pizza next to it, rather than on top where it would over heat the screen, I lay down and closed my eyes. Ten minutes, I promised myself. I could nap for ten minutes. Then I'd finish my pizza, feed Ceaser, get him back in his pen, and watch some more TV before bed.

I awoke, as I promised, ten minutes later. Not for the reasons I'd planned. Feeling a warm, tight, wetness around my feet, I looked down and my eyes went wide. My feet were in Ceaser's throat. And he was slowly working his way up. I screamed, sort of, not that it mattered since no one was home and people in this neighborhood are more concerned with their own selves than what's going on. I did struggle, but not much. I didn't want to hurt him. Flipping over onto my back, I watched as he rotated his head so he was eyes up instead of blinded by the couch. He continued to swallow me. Some people are influenced by cartoons and television shows where giant snakes don't have teeth. They can just immediately swallow their food whole. Ceaser did, in fact, have teeth. Lots of tiny little needle sharp teeth. I could feel some of them pricking me, but I wasn't struggling. I knew struggling would make him dig those teeth in and he could rip my legs to shreds. Instead, I just sort of... let it happen. He was quick once he seemed to realize I wasn't struggling. Most wild snakes take a lack of struggle to mean the prey's dead, but they still need to hurry and eat. By the time I fully realized he wasn't just playing around, he'd made his way passed my hips and was working his way up my middle. The warm, wet, tightness around my hips was... arousing, and I could feel myself getting wet through my panties, and not just from his saliva.

Slowly moving my hands down, I slipped on under my bra to fondle my breast, surprised to find my tit hard and perky. My other hand I ever so gently worked into his mouth. He did prick my wrist with his teeth once, thinking I was trying to open his mouth to escape, but feeling my fingers slide further in he stopped actively biting me. My hand now in his mouth, I worked it down between my legs and under the waist band of my panties. I was very wet, and penetration was incredibly easy. A moan escaped my lips as I fingered myself, his jaws moving over me as he swallowed. Soon, he was up to my breasts and having trouble. I don't have a big chest, but the bra was made to keep them from fully laying down. Shrugging one shoulder out of my bra, I unclasped it and pulled. The strap was weaker than I thought and moving it around in front of my face showed me why. The connection had been fraying. Probably from multiple runs through the washer and drier. Now free, my breasts were easy for him to get around. I did have to push them down a little so he could work his mouth over them, but now it would be a quick trip. My chest in his mouth, he worked my shoulders in and, before long, I was gone. Just my hair was sticking out of his mouth. Even that, soon, was following me into his stomach. Even as I slowly ran out of air, I knew I'd be ok. After all, you make contingencies in our city.

I woke up, six hours later, at my house. Nude, horny, and aware that I needed to get back before Ceaser got out of the house. Not that he'd go far. Not with a full belly. Pulling on a pair of sweat pants and a sweat shirt, I jogged over to Tommy's place. Quick jog, not bad, got my heart pounding and my blood racing. Pulling open the door with the spare key, I found him. Ceaser was still in the house. Sleeping off the bulge I made in the middle of his body. I had to admit, I was a cute bulge.

"That's my experience with vore." Lin said and everyone around the room clapped softly, both for her bravery with sharing, and for her description. She did notice some guys around the room staring at her with a different expression. Some predatory, some lustful. Ten to one, she'd be walking out of here with phone numbers.

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Let me know what ya'll think, and fill me in on where I can post this. I might make this a chapter 1 sorta deal with this community "Write it yourself" thing.

[Shrapnel333]

What you're suggesting is called a Round Robin (I think). It's a neat idea. Good luck!

[Tassie]

I would be happy to help with this if I could.

[ArcaneSigil]

I just don't know where to post something like this, or how to do "interractive stories" that people can post too.