Another vore story - Part 3Another vore story: Part 3Another vore story - Part 34 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Well as I've said before," Amy tried to explain, attempting her most convincing tone as she closed the door behind her, "This flu seems to have spread very rapidly across the student populace, kids from other classes have been sent home too, I'm surprised the school hasn't just evacuated everyone."
Pausing, Amy walked past the three boys and sat on her desk which creaked under her weight. The boys cowered back, now growing uncertain if they'd made the right choice as they noted the apparent hunger in their substitute teacher's eyes. As she walked past, it began to dawn on them that she had definitely gotten larger over the course of the day, she may have been huge before but now she was monstrous, with breasts larger than beach balls and a belly bigger than should be humanly possible, like someone had forced several bean bags into her, not to mention her ass which spread out to cover most of her desk. "None of you think you've caught it do you?" Amy sighed,
Another vore story - Part 2Another vore story - Part 2Another vore story - Part 25 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY FIGURED OUT BY THE TITLE, THIS STORY CONTAINS VORE! DON'T LIKE? DON'T READ!*
Amy Beaumant, substitute teacher, leaned back in her chair as the bell signifying the end of recess wailed on in the halls. Her black hair was a tangled mess that dangled around her flabby neck. Having already eaten six of the twenty students in her class today alone, her already wide frame constituting a mountainous belly, large fatty arms and legs and gigantic breasts, had been significantly enhanced by the population of the all-boy private school she was employed at for the time being. Her gut bulged out several feet infront of her, pushing up her black tank-top into pracitcally a bra, and pushing hard against her desk which it threatened to push over, even though she had leaned back significantly in her wide leather chair, which was creaking under the stress of her enormous weight. Amy let out a feminine belch as she played about with her folds of fat, wa