Story; OV / Micro / F/FF / (Un)Willing Pred / Sisters

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Story; OV / Micro / F/FF / (Un)Willing Pred / Sisters

Postby bobbobson211 » Wed Sep 22, 2021 6:20 am

Contents:
Oral Vore
F/FF
Micro
Accidental Vore
Unwilling Pred
Willing Pred
Digestion / Non-Fatal / Fatal
Sisters










The instinctive feeling of panic spread from Trish's heart to the bottoms of her feet as her hands continued to run over her tight jean pockets hoping that her apartment key would suddenly appear. Trish's eyes closed and she sighed heavily before leaning her forehead against the door and knocking twice, waiting for a response. To her surprise the door opened immediately after her knocks, opening up enough that Trish could see a bright and familiar face smiling back at her.

“Forget something?” asked the occupant, holding Trish's lost apartment key against her chest.

Trish smiled meekly and nodded towards the floor before lifting her gaze up to her friend. “Sorry”.

“Don't worry about it. We're only human”.



Trish and Elaina had been friends since they were twelve years old and barely knew what it meant to be without the other. They had become neighbours when they were little and Trish immediately fell into a close friendship with Elaina and her carefree personality. Elaina was always the one suggesting activities that might get them into trouble whilst Trish had grown into a conscientious type of person who punished herself for even the most simple mistakes.

Trish tried to think of Elaina as just her normal best friend but she had to admit to herself that having a friend who was eight inches tall was far from normal. Elaina and her sister, Wendy, were brought into the world as two people affected with an incredibly rare condition that affected their size. They would never grow beyond their current height of a meagre eight inches.


Elaina and Wendy weren't allowed to leave their childhood homes until Trish was old enough to go with them, much to the older sister Wendy's disapproval. Wendy didn't believe she needed to wait for a girl three years younger than herself to escort her and Elaina into the wide world but Trish was the only person trusted by the sister's parents to take care of their tiny children.

The three woman had been living in the city together for a few years now. All three woman were employed but only Trish left the apartment for work. It had been a long and tiring day for Trish but she could feel the stresses of life slowly leaving her body as she sat on their apartment balcony with a beer in hand watching the Sun setting behind the ocean.


“Rough one?” asked Elaina as she walked her way up one of the many ramps installed around the apartment which lead up to the balcony chair beside Trish.

“No, it was fine” Trish remarked while taking another sip of her beverage, not taking her eyes off of the Sunset.

“You sure?” Elaina asked, already knowing the answer. “Cos you've got that look on your face when you're upset about something”. Elaina stood up on the opposing chair, refusing to break her glaring stare up at Trish before she finally looked over. “Yeah. That's the look”.

“I just don't like forgetting things” Trish admitted while peeling the label off of her beer bottle. “Can you imagine if I forgot you or Wendy somewhere?”

“Well, I wouldn't exactly be upset if you forgot Wendy somewhere” Elaina remarked with a chuckle. “You know she had that guy over again today. She does NOT want you to meet him”. Trish shrugged casually, knowing that Wendy would usually find a way to do whatever she wanted. “You shouldn't worry you're not going to forget me. Or Wendy. Or anything that important”.

Trish could feel the familiar pull of fabric against her arm as her friend started to climb her way up to her shoulder over her flannel shirt. Trish could feel a smile creeping onto her lips as Elaina hoisted herself up onto her shoulder and stood there with her hands on her hips. Elaina always stood on Trish's shoulder when she wanted to make a point because it was the only time Elaina was above Trish's eyeline.

As Elaina stood there Trish's smile turned into a reluctant bright grin. “Alright... Alright, stop staring at me”. Trish turned her head to face Elaina before blowing a quick breath of air through her hair.

“You're too easy to manipulate” Elaina declared triumphantly after successfully cheering up her friend with just a determined stare.

“You're too easy to throw off this balcony” Trish teased back before turning back to the view of the Sunset, Elaina sitting down on her shoulder and leaning up against Trish's neck.




The remainder of the night went as smooth as it usually does. Trish cooked Elaina and Wendy dinner, during which Wendy was her usual fiercely independent and semi-standoffish self before the older sister disappeared into her room and began playing loud music. The idea of a person being only eight inches tall and having music so loud felt like a paradox to Trish.
Trish and Elaina shared a bedroom with Elaina's small sleeping space resting atop the bedside table, comprising of a miniature bed with sheets and wardrobes.



“...Don't you get pent up?” Elaina asked while standing over her miniature bed in her underwear whilst rubbing moisturiser into her arms. “When did you last go on a date?”

Trish rolled her eyes while getting changed into her nightwear. It was summertime and another hot night so she was getting dressed into loose boxers and a tank top. “It wasn't that long ago” Trish remarked in a mocked defensive tone. “And no. I don't get 'pent up', I'm fine”.

“It's okay dude, I mean, everyone feels the need to release some built up energy. You could bring a guy back here, I wouldn't mind”.

Trish started crawling over onto her mattress, collapsing onto her pillow with both arms tucked underneath it and facing her friend. “You seriously wouldn't mind me bringing a hook-up into our bedroom? You'd probably have to sleep in Wendy's room”.

“Yeah. I mean, I could just stay in here”. Elaina's voice dropped somewhat as she turned away from Trish, continuing to rub an already dispersed moisturiser into her arms. Trish raised her head off of her pillow as she looked through the dim lamp light of their bedroom to her small friend. It wasn't often that Elaina avoided eye contact. “It'd be the closest thing I'll ever get to actually hooking up with someone”.

“What do you mean?” Trish's voice was soft as she slid herself across her mattress towards the bedside table to be closer to her friend. Trish could feel her pulse increasing slowly as she feared the conversation that the two had been avoiding for years might actually happen tonight.

Elaina didn't respond at first as she climbed into her small bed, pulling the thin sheets over her legs. There was a long pause before she began talking. “Nothing. I didn't mean anything. It's just easy to get jealous of you sometimes. You have the opportunity for a real relationship with a normal sized person, I just wonder why you're not out there every night getting your body bent”.

Trish smiled and held back a laugh at Elaina's comment, but she wasn't sure what to say to her best friend. She wanted to help her but knew that the odds of her ever having a normal relationship with someone was very slim. Wendy managed to make the most of her situation but Elaina and Wendy seemed to desire different things. “Well...” Trish started as she drew circles in her sheets with her finger before Elaina flipped the switch beside her bed that turned off the nearby lamp. “There's this person I've been talking to on this Dating App. They're pretty keen to meet up”. Trish's heart skipped a beat as she said this, knowing what it might mean for their friendship. “They were talking about meeting up tomorrow. If we meet up it might lead to something”.

Elaina rolled over to face Trish. “Well, I can stay in Wendy's room to give you some privacy” Elaina said with a shrug and an unconvincing tone.

“Well, if I think it's going to get physical I'll be sure to text you”. Trish was glad the lights were out as she was certain she was blushing. “Just, you know, make sure you have your phone turned on. Otherwise...” Through the dim light that came through the bedroom window Trish could make out Elaina's silhouette in her bed as she curled up in preparation for sleep. “You know I love you Elaina”.

“I love you too Trish. Night”.




Trish lay in bed for a few hours after Elaina had fallen asleep, nervous about the idea that tomorrow night she was going to have to seduce someone and not for normal reasons. Trish always wanted to treat Elaina just like anyone else and let her feel ordinary there in truth there were things that she'd never be able to do and experience on her own. Trish eventually fell asleep despite her nervous heartrate, knowing that she was going to wake in the morning tired and drowsy. The sounds of nighttime traffic disappeared as the hot night dragged on until the city was almost silent.



Trish's sleep was deep and heavy as the world started to return to her conscious self, expecting to be greeted by the morning light coming through the curtains. Instead, the first thing her sleepy mind recognized was a loud voice yelling her name.

“TRISH!”

Trish's eyes shot open as she looked up at the silhouette of a small person leaning over her face. Elaina had climbed onto her bed and was standing beside her head, shaking her cheek and eyebrow desperately. Before Trish could begin to ask what was going on the powerful smell of smoke hit her nostrils.

Trish's heart skipped as she sat up quickly and saw that the bedroom was filled with smoke, barely able to see the door through the haze.

“FUCK!” Trish screamed as the smoke started to burn her eyes. “WAIT HERE!” she screamed back at the bed, unable to see Elaina but knowing that she must be somewhere up near the pillows. Trish had enough awareness to know to stay low to the ground as she rolled off of the base of the mattress and crawled her way to the bedroom door, pushing it open quickly before entering the hallway.

The smoke in the hallway was heavy and glowing bright orange from the flames from an unknown source somewhere in the apartment. Trish started to crawl her way up the hallway to Wendy's room, beginning to cough as she banged on the door to warm Wendy that she was coming in. “WENDY!?” Trish called out into the dark room before crawling inside. There didn't seem to be as much smoke in this room, thankfully. She made her way to the corner of Wendy's room where she kept her bed, only a meter away from it before being able to see through the smoke.

“Trish?” Wendy asked as she picked herself up out of her bed looking confused and angry that someone had intruded into her personal space, but it didn't take long for the small person to realise that something was wrong.

“Sorry” Trish remarked before reaching down and grabbing Wendy with her right hand. Trish had held Elaina many times before, but Wendy outright refused to ever be held by anyone. Trish's mind was still rushing as she returned to her crawling position and started making her way back to her own room, pushing her right elbow into the floor while keeping Wendy off of the ground.


“Trish?” a small voice called out from within the smoke in the shared bedroom as Trish made her way inside, slamming the door shut with her foot.

“Elaina?” Trish called out as she continued crawling alongside the bed beneath the toxic smoke searching the floor for her friend before the bedside lamp turned on. Trish lifted herself up to find Elaina standing beside the lamp switch, reaching forward with her other hand and grabbing her friend before curling up down on the floor, holding Elaina and Wendy in front of her face.

“What the fuck are we doing!?” Wendy screamed out to Trish and Elaina. The fear in her voice made Trish scared, knowing that it was up to her to get all three of them out of this situation.

“Window!” Elaina yelled, pointing up to the window above the bed where the outside streetlamps were shining a dull orange light into the smoke. Trish nodded and released the two girls onto the floor before crawling back onto the bed and beginning to pull at the window desperately. She groaned as she yanked aggressively while trying not to breath in the fumes.

A small but shrill scream filled the air as Trish turned to see what had happened, seeing that the base of the bedroom door was burning and quickly engulfing the entire doorframe.


Trish, with her body full of adrenaline, rolled to the edge of the bed and leaned down to grab her two friends, pulling them up onto the bed. With both of her hands full Trish had only a brief moment to try and decide how to open the window. As the only logical solution came to mind Trish knew that atleast Elaina would forgive her for this as she lifted her best friend upwards. Trish stuffed her friend head first in between her lips and into her mouth, pursing her lips over the small woman's abdomen while her legs remained sticking out. Trish's fear was now the fire and accidentally closing her teeth ontop of her friend in the chaos.

With her left hand now free Trish began pulling at the window again, wiggling it side to side rapidly before it finally started to shift upwards. She could feel her face glowing bright red from the stress of the situation. Elaina seemed to be holding herself limp in Trish's mouth, not wanting to disturb her as she fought for their safety.

The window finally slammed upwards as far up as it would go, leaving only a small gap that Trish wasn't sure she'd be able to squeeze through. With her best friend still between her lips and Wendy in her right hand she began manoeuvring herself towards freedom.




Trish's right hand exited the thick smoke first, escaping out into the fresh air with Wendy still within the grasp of her fingers. The small girl coughed as she was met with the sight of flashing red lights and sirens from below. Trish's head then began to emerge from the small crack of the window, shrugging her shoulders from side to side in an attempt to get herself out of the burning building. She lay on her back as she shimmied herself further into the fresh air while seeing the floors above were also ablaze. Trish needed to cough the smoke from her lungs but with her Elaina still sticking out from between her lips she couldn't properly clear throat.



The feel of the fresh air on her face was inviting but the heat of the flames on her feet filled her with fear. From the physical exertion and the amount of smoke Trish was starting to choke from the lack of oxygen. The breathing through her nose was frantic and desperate to the point Trish was no longer worried about escaping the room, all she could think about was getting more air into her lungs.

Elaina's hips sank between Trish's lips as she began to choke on her friend, her free hand gripping at her throat. The urge to clear her throat was overwhelming but the last conscious part of her mind knew she couldn't just eject the obstruction from her throat as Elaina would fall an unsurvivable distance to the street below. Trish's body went tense as Elaina's kicking legs sank deeper into Trish's mouth, small screams of resistance coming from Elaina's upper body as it descended deeper. Trish instinctively swallowed now; becoming desperate as she struggling for breath. She gulped loudly with her eyes shut facing up to the sky and her body spasming. Elaina's feet disappeared into Trish's mouth as she gave a final swallow that bulged her throat and sent the large mass down towards her stomach, the sounds of Elaina's protests disappearing with her figure into Trish's chest.


Trish gasped loudly now that her throat was clear. Her eyes went wide with relief as all she wanted in that moment was the the fresh air in her Lungs. She coughed and sputtered as her mind began to return to her, and the dire situation she was still in. Her gaze became focused as she bent her body around, trying to see what was happening below her. There were fire fighteres in the street helping people out of the building and others that had spotted Trish's body hanging half out of her bedroom window as the flames burned closer and closer to her legs that were still within the room. Her gaze then turned to Wendy who was still in her right hand, a look of horror and fright on her face as she gripped Trish's thumb like a liferaft from the fall below.

Trish tried not to think about the sudden weight that she could feel in her stomach as she attempted to maneouvre herself around to see how to get out of this situation. Below her a ladder had appeared and people were yelling something to her but the sounds of the burning fire drowned out those distant voices. She tried to wiggle her way out of the window but with only one hand she found herself unable to get a decent grip. She continued to wiggle for a time, her legs kicking around within her bedroom trying to find some kind of extra grip that might save the situation. The yelling from below became more frantic as the flames grew larger.


Trish looked to Wendy in her hand who retained that same look of horror from before. “Sorry” she mouthed quietly to her best friend's sister before bringing her to her mouth. Wendy screamed something, but with so much noise Trish couldn't be sure what it was. She stuffed the girl down firmly, pressing two fingers against Wendy' backside to get her further in. Trish could feel a pair of small hands trying to get a grip on the slippery insides of Trish's mouth before they slid into her throat. Trish tried to straighten herself as she gagged on Wendy's body, continuing to push against her body with her fingers before her Wendy' hips were beyond her teeth. Trish gagged and gulped all at once, she could feel the saliva building in her mouth as her throat began to bulge out again. Her brow furrowed and her eyes closed as she consciously swallowed repeatedly, the sound of screaming in her ears though slowly growing dimmer as the bulk of Wendy's body entered her throat and the girl began to sink downwards. Trish made a final wet swallow of Wendy's feet and the remaining saliva in her mouth to send her down into her stomach to join her sister.


Once the obstruction had dropped down into her stomach Trish gave a gasp as her now free hands could grip the top of the ladder and allow her to pull her hips out from the small gap of the window. As her hips were finally dislodged her body began to fall down from a fatal height. She could hear onlookers screaming in fright. Thankfully, Trish managed to retain her grip on the top of the ladder and pull her feet onto the ladder's rungs.

Trish kept her eyes forward as she started climbing her way down. She could hear triumphant cheering from some of the onlookers and attempted calming instructions from the fire fighters below telling her to take it slow, but the only thing Trish could think about was the weight and the movement just below and within her chest. The feeling of her two friends within her stomach. Her heart was still beating wildly in her chest from all of the fear, worry and excitement that she'd just experienced. Her body was shaking and her grip on the ladder was weak as she safely reached the street below before a number of firm hands took hold of her. She looked up at the building as it burned viciously in the hot night air, bit of embers falling down onto the ground as she was taken away.




Her eyes started to flutter awake. The first thing she noticed was the taste of smoke in her mouth and the comparatively cold chill of the air around her. There was a tightness against her face as the blinding lights above made her grimace, her hand reaching up and pulling the oxygen mask from her face.

Trish was lying in a hospital bed, covered only by a thin blanket that did little against the chilly air conditioning. Her mind started racing to find the cause of her presence here in a hospital, rather than her normal welcoming bed with her best friend sleeping beside her. Trish sat upright quickly as a profound sense of fear swelled through her body. She pulled the thin blanket from her body and looked down at her midriff beneath her tank top as though expecting to see through her own skin and into the contents of her stomach.

Her face twisted in a response that could be either pleasure or pain as she gripped her stomach while it made a long and loud gurgle. Her skin covered in goosebumps and her legs crossed tightly in response to the churning of her stomach. Memories of what had happened were now prominent in Trish's mind. She remembered the fright of it all; the smell of the smoke, the heat of the fire, the worried faces of Elaina and Wendy and the feel of their bodies sliding down her throat.

Trish sat up on her bed with one hand held against her bare stomach beneath her smoke-drenched tank-top, her eyes scanning the room for anyone else but saw no one. She couldn't be sure if her belly was reacting to any movements from within, or if it was working to simply digest its contents. Beneath her fingers she felt her stomach vibrate while give another long and encompassing gurgle as she bit down hard on her lower lip, her other hand pulling tightly at the sheets of the hospital bed as she tried to comprehend what she was feeling.
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Re: Story; OV / Micro / F/FF / (Un)Willing Pred / Sisters

Postby bobbobson211 » Wed Sep 22, 2021 6:22 am

Thanks for reading.

As you may have guessed the ending is left ambiguous.



This is first story and first contribution to this site in a very long time.

Let me know what you think, I'd really appreciate some feedback.
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Postby theheadsn » Thu Sep 23, 2021 1:41 am

really loved the story, great set up. I almost want the story to continue just a little more, but honestly the way you ended it worked perfect. Hope to read more :D
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Short Story about... something.

Postby bobbobson211 » Thu Sep 23, 2021 7:36 am

I'm not sure how to describe this story, but it's doesn't contain any actual vore. It has vorish elements in the Narrative.

I felt the urge to type something and this came out.

Give it a read if you'd like and let me know what you think.








The tulip field was quiet except for the soft blowing of the wind through the flowers. The Sun was setting in the distance behind the large snow covered mountains while casting a bright orange glow beneath the clouds. The only signs of movement in the idealic valley was within the Tulip Fields as a beautiful woman lay splayed out among the purple flowers, her body writhing in post pleasure bliss. The woman's hand slowly slid across the grass and flowers back to her body where her fingers started to climb up over her distended abdomen which was emanating a chorus of pleasurable churning noises. The impossibly large meal was continuing to protest its presence in the beautiful woman's stomach with slow but desperate pushes from within. The woman's lips slowly turned upwards into a smile as her other hand slid down her side and beyond her abdomen towards her most sensitive area.


The image was shattered by loud banging against the bedroom door as Paige shot upright on her bed with her heart skipping in her chest. Her fantasy fell away to reality quickly as her gaze fell upon the source of the disturbance.
"Goodnight Paige" came a warm and feminine voice from the other side of the bedroom door.
"Goodnight Nanna" Paige responded while trying to hide the exasperation in her voice. She sat in silence on her bed while listening as the footsteps in the hallway gradually disappeared. Paige collapsed back onto her bed with her forearm pressed against her eyes, her face still blushing as she re-instilled her desire to mount a lock on her door.
Paige's room was decorated with small string lights that were zig zagged across the far wall over the top of a number of band posters and a particularly old fantasy poster of a mermaid sunning herself by the sea. A small blutooth speaker played soft music from Paige's study desk and a fan on the ceiling slowly pushed the warm summer air around the room.
Paige was laying ontop of her blankets in a loose shirt and shorts with her heart beating loudly in her ears from her ruined fantasy, still covering her eyes as she waited for her body to settle. As the pleasure of the situation started to fade the familiar anger and regret started to take hold. Her hand clenched into a fist as she punched her mattress forcefully, her eyes now closed tighter and her face crumpled. Paige rolled onto her side pulling her second pillow into her chest and hugging it tightly as before whispering to herself, "I hate you".


Paige's world was changing so quickly that she sometimes felt dizzy, having graduated High School only a few weeks ago and already had her essentials packed for College. There were moments when she felt completely overwhelming by the emotions that come with leaving her current life and starting somewhere entirely new one. College was supposed to be the time when people discover themselves and realise where they want their lives to lead, but then there were so many other things that Paige thought she'd have already accomplished through High School. It was hard to ignore the feeling that she was so much further behind than everyone else.
Paige stared at herself in the mirror as she brushed her teeth, unsure what to make of the person in the mirror. Paige's favourite feature about herself was her hair; it was dark red and hadn't been cut for so long that it reached the dimples in her lower back. Her skin had an above average amount of freckles over it and her right cheek strangely had more spots than the left cheek. Here eyes were a mix of green and brown and her smile was very wide that expressed her bright white teeth proudly.
Paige was aware of her beauty but she never felt that way. She always felt that there was something wrong with her and no matter how much she worked on her body or spent hours applying her makeup before a party she'd never feel as beautiful as her friends.


Today was Paige's last chance to catch up with her social group of friends from High School. None of them were going to the same College but they'd all promised to keep in touch and visit one another during breaks. She sat in their usual meet-up spot in front of the small rural mall beneath the large Pine tree. They'd met here almost every weekend and it was the perfect spot to begin their farewell weekend. She lay against the tree looking up at the clouds as she waited for the first of her friends to arrive.
"Paige?" came a familiar voice. Paige was on the verge of drifting to sleep as she pulled her head up, blinking away the slumber from her eyes.
"Oh, hey Beth!" she greeted excitedly as she stood up a little clumsily, embracing her friend in a tight hug who returned it with a smile and laugh. Beth had a dark complexion and long silky black hair with a fringe covering her forehead and the rest usually tied back in a bun. "Sorry I almost fell asleep waiting. What time is it?" Paige asked with a laugh as she checked her watch, getting a surprise when she saw how much time had passed.
"You... didn't check the Group Chat did you?" Beth asked with a soft tone and a comforting smile. Paige looked at her with confusion while reaching into the back pocket of her jeans for her phone. "Stace and Abby had to cancel and everyone kind of flaked on the whole 'goodbye weekend' ".
Paige looked up from her phone, trying to hide her disappointment. "Oh. I must've missed that" she remarked with a forced bright smile, putting her phone back into her jeans with a shrug. "I must've had my phone on silent or something". Paige avoided eye contact with Beth, her gaze moving away from her friend to the riverside where the Sun was bouncing up off of the water. "I think I'll just head home".
"Sorry Paige".
"It's all good. We'll all see each other over the next break" she replied with the realization that their promises to stay in touch with one another might not be fulfilled. Paige began to turn away from Beth to head back to her car before her brow furrowed with curiosity. "Hey, um, why are you here if everyone cancelled?"
"Oh, well I didn't see you reply to the chat so I wanted to make sure you knew" Beth remarked sheepishly. Paige looked up and saw that Beth was also avoiding eye contact. Paige knew that Beth didn't live nearby and coming all this way just on the assumption that she was going to be stood-up was quite a gesture.
"Do you wanna grab some ice cream?" Beth's eyes met Paige's as she smiled happily.


Paige and Beth enjoyed each other's company by the river having finished their desert hours ago. The day was starting to drag on and the afternoon small chill was starting to enter the air. The two conversed for hours about their time in High School with their friends. Paige found herself freely talking about things she was always afraid to mention until now like how passive aggressive some of the members of their group were, how easily they disregarded each other's feelings, the constant threat of back talking and their habits of spitefully revealing each other's secrets. It was relieving to talk about these things with Beth especially since Paige had never known that someone else felt the same way.
The two were coming down from a heavy laugh when Beth leaned into Paige's shoulder. "Hey, can I ask you something?" Beth asked, her tone becoming softer.
"Yeah of course" Paige replied still with a chuckle in her voice.
Beth paused for a moment before speaking. "Did you hook-up with anyone in High School?" Paige felt the prickly touch of fear in her chest. "You don't have to answer that it's just that all the girls kept talking about how cold you always were to guys when they'd hit on you". Paige folded her arms across her chest and pushed herself back against the park bench they were seated on. "Sorry. Forget I even asked".
"No. No it's fine" Paige replied quickly. "I just... I don't think I was 'cold' with guys. I just... I wasn't ready for what they wanted". Paige's tone dropped as she talked into her chest while holding herself tightly. "I remember when Brayden and I went up to his room at Macy's party. We were kissing and getting ready and then I got scared and couldn't go through with it so I left. He told all his friends we fucked and that I had C-section scars".
"Yeah, I heard about that. What a fucking loser".
"Yeah!" Paige declared with false defiance and a laugh. "Fuck that fucking loser". Paige lifted her leg up to her chest, holding her knee into her body as she sat in brief silence. She'd never had a conversation with Beth for so long nor a conversation with any of her friends that was as genuine as this. Talking about all the things they'd avoided in the past made her want to open up even more but the logical part of her brain told her to avoid revealing too much. "I'm just... I'm not comfortable with myself" she finally stated despite the fear of judgement she felt.
Beth's hand leaned over and pushed Paige's raised leg from the bench, making her leg fall back down. Before Paige could respond the girl was laying herself down on the park bench and nuzzling her head into her lap. Beth looked up at Paige with a soft smile while reaching for her friend's hand, playing with each individual finger.
"The most beautiful girl in the school isn't comfortable with her body?" Beth asked with a tone conveying both curiosity and concern.
"It's not... it's not my body that I'm... you think I'm the prettiest girl in school?"
"Yeah totally. Even from down here where I can see your double chin and all the way up your nostrils" Beth remarked with a playful laugh. Paige laughed back and gave her friend's nose a quick flick. "What's the problem then?" Paige didn't respond, she just kept staring out at the river. There was a pressure building in her chest that she was desperate to release but she didn't dare ruin this last moment with Beth before they part ways. "Is it... a confidence thing?" Paige nodded slowly as she felt the pressure growing larger. "Do you want to talk about it?"
Paige's breath shuddered softly and her vision started to blur. "I'm... I'm just not conventional".
"Conventional?"
"Yeah". Paige looked to the side and wiped her eyes, not wanting to cry directly ontop of her friend.
"You're gay?" Beth continued to play with Paige's free hand as she spoke.
"No, it's not that. I love everyone. Guys. Girls. Fat and Skinny. Tall and Tiny. It's twenty twenty after all" she remarked trying to joke about the situation but her voice's cracking revealed the deception.
"Then what is it?" Beth asked. Paige could tell that Beth was trying to be comforting and only wanted to help but Paige knew she could never truly reveal herself to anyone. She could barely admit it to herself without a strong sense of self-loathing. "You know we're all different right?" Beth shifted a little in Paige's lap. "Everyone has their own desires and wants, and there's no shame in it. Everyone's born different and the longer you hide from it the more it'll mess you up". Paige closed her eyes tightly as more tears ran down her cheek. "Embrace it... Unless it's illegal in which case push it deep down inside where no one will ever find it".
Paige gave a laugh through the tears. "Good advice. It's not illegal, it's just an impossible fantasy that I'm not sure anyone else could understand".
"Have you looked?"
"Looked?" Paige asked, finally looked back down at Beth. She saw that Beth's own eyes were glistening in the afternoon light.
"Yeah. You gotta Google that shit. You might find some like-minded people out there. It might not be as rare as you think".
"I don't think I can do that".
"Because you don't want to admit it to yourself?" Paige couldn't mouth the words so she simply nodded.

Paige had always hidden strong emotions from public view but this was different. This moment simply belonged to her and Beth, she didn't care if anyone else could see her crying. It was as if no one else mattered or even existed. Having been raised by her Grandparents, Paige never felt like she could talk to her Nanna about sensitive things like this due to her conservative views.
"Are you hungry?"
"Huh?" Paige asked, unsure why the subject had just changed.
"Your tummy is rumbling a lot". Paige's face blushed brightly as she covered her face with her hand.
"Sorry".
"It's alright. It's kind of nice". Paige felt a pressure against her stomach as Beth pressed her ear against her abdomen through the thin shirt fabric. "I really like that sound". Paige's entire face went bright red as she covered her face from the world, she couldn't believe Beth was commenting on the sound of her digestion and how closely her biggest secret was tied to those same noises. "It's really nice".
A small realisation flashed through Paige's mind as she uncovered her face, looking down at her friend. Beth had nuzzled the side of her head entirely into Paige's abdomen as though trying to get closer. Beth had a smile on her lips and her eyes were closed as she listened. Paige's heart almost skipped out of her chest.
Beth's eyes opened slowly, looking up at Paige from her lap. "You don't have to be ashamed of anything Paige. We're all a little different, I promise. Even me". Beth's eyes closed again as she leaned deeper into Paige's belly.
Paige wasn't sure how to respond. She moved her free hand down to Beth's head and started stroking her fingers through her hair. "Thank you Beth". Paige let out a long exhale as the last of her tears ran off her cheek.


The view of the city from Paige's car's windshield looked like a million bright stars in the distance. The vehicle was parked in the deserted lot of the city's overlook, far from anyone else. The back of the car was loaded with all of Paige's possessions that she was bringing with her to college, the tyres had seen a lot of milage today as she'd begun her journey from home.
Paige's body was burning hot. Her eyes clenched shut and her body tense and spasming. She was laid across the back seats with one hand pushing forcefully against the driver's side headrest while the other hand was deep within the loose shorts she was wearing. Sweat was starting to bead up over her forehead and drenching her tight shirt. Small moans of pleasure escaped her open mouth as she silently gasped for air.
There was nothing else in the world right now. All Paige could understand was the pleasure continuing to build in her body with every passing second. Her legs kicked out and pressed forcefully against the opposite passenger door as they became tense. Her back arched upwards and her head pressed against the armrest. She screamed out into the night as her body exploded with pleasure. Everything fell away and her mind drifted from any rational thoughts to a single encompassing moment of explosive passion.
This moment seemed to last forever before Paige's body fell limp in the backseat of her car. She collapsed into herself and simply lay there trying to catch her breath as her normal sense started to return. Her mouth turned up into a bright smile as she laughed triumphantly but quietly to herself. With her eyes still closed her bare foot fumbled around on the opposite door, gripping the window handle between her toes as she clumsily wound down the window and felt the cooler outside air flooding in.
Paige's phone vibrated from floor of the car as she rolled over looking for it. The screen showed a text from Beth wishing Paige a safe journey and some encouraging words about seeing each other again. Paige smiled happily as she read the text. She'd received a few well-wishes from her old friends but this one meant more to her than all of the others combined. Paige wrote her reply into the phone, her fingers shivering a little as her body was still winding down from all the excitement. Paige hit send and hugged the phone into her chest. She whispered gently "Love you".
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Re: Story; OV / Micro / F/FF / (Un)Willing Pred / Sisters

Postby shortprey20 » Thu Sep 23, 2021 2:03 pm

Loved both stories!

The first story had a great ambiguous ending I feel is both satisfying and unsatisfying (in a good way!) that works perfectly! I would make sure to put in a little more emphasis on when Trish lost consciousness as it's a bit of a jump. Now that does work in the suddenness of "oh crap!" but personally I would have liked to see something about her vision going dark or something to show she was right on the edge.

Also more belly grumbles and gurgles at the end and really attempting to see if her roommates inside her would not have been amiss =p But over all I loved the story!

The second story is my favorite of the two. Not a vore story per say but I think that can speak to alot of us on this site and coming to grips with who we are and liking what we like! I remember I hated myself and thought I was a weird freak for a long time. I don't share this with anyone else but I don't think of it as this awful thing anymore. It's just a kink of mine. And we need more stories of coming to grips with that and acceptances of ourselves.

Looking forward to what you write next!
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