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She executes her helpless prey: he meekly collapses under the pet of her nyloned toes
Model is Goddess Ezada Sinn from http//mistressezada.com

Jamie was used to attention: she had been popular since middle school, always within vogue. High school did nothing to temper this, as only a year after joining her cheer team she had become captain.

In her freshman year of college, Jamie received more attention than she could have imagined. This, however, was not of her own volition.

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The athlete had joined a field trip to a candy maker's factor during her senior year. Rumors had abounded about accidents at the factory, though when she had arrived any fear and the rumors associated with them dissolved. The factory was a pristine, industrial work environment.

During the tour, Jamie had sidetracked. She tailed behind the group on a catwalk, suspended mere meters above the surface of a bubbling vat of royal blue sludge. The tour guide's voice trailed on fainter the further behind she got, though Jamie didn't truly care. She was busy observing the various mixing vats and the pipes which led to them. The pipes- she noticed- flowed to a single door, labeled only "Gum Manufacturing." Workers shuffled in and out of the door, hauling pallets of boxes and barrels with various labels upon them.

Jamie's curiosity was cut short as the sound of snapping wire cracked through her eardrums. She only had a mere moment to turn with a gasp to the catwalk wire before she had plunged feet first into the vat she stood over. In the confusion, the poor girl couldn't stop herself from swallowing some of the mix. To her surprise, it tasted delicious- as if a million blueberries had been concentrated into syrup. Swimming upward, she gasped for breath and clambered onto the catwalk. As she hung on the railing, Jamie gasped once more. Her stomach had suddenly cramped up and soured, growling viciously.

Meanwhile, the group had turned back to the commotion, the tour guide running towards the area with a frantic call-out into his walkie-talkie. As Jamie continued to crawl on the catwalk, she groaned. A great pressure felt as though it was brewing within her belly. As the sludge sloughed from her body, she saw her skin; her hands were stained blue. Once she was upon solid footing, she began to stand. Grunting, Jamie lifted herself up. The tour guide caught up and immediately hooked his arm through hers, nearly dragging her.

"Woah- hey!" Jamie exclaimed as she was suddenly lifted off her feet. The tour guide blistered down the catwalk. Between the sudden lift and being pulled along, Jamie was starting to feel sick. As she was taken, there was a great grumbling moan from her middle. Slowly, yet certainly, Jamie saw her stomach bubble outward from her frame. Her fit, slender body was becoming a mockery of itself in seconds. Her classmates gawked as they bustled quickly through.

"I'm gonna explain this to you, because you must be scared. Just listen, got it?" He said. Jamie nodded quickly.

"Alright. You fell into a batch of our gum formula. In such high concentrations, it causes rapid expansion, immobilization, and possibly death through bursting." Jamie cried out as she felt the waistband on her jeans creak. She stared in horror at the guide, whimpering slightly.

"W-wha- wi-" she tried to muster, yet the guide hurried along with his explanation. "We're taking you to the juicing room. I promise, you'll be alright. The last time this happened was thirteen years ago and that was resolved without a hiccup." He reassured.

Her stomach rasped and gurgled once again, and Jamie grew and grew.

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As she walked along the campus' halls, Jamie felt stares and prying eyes. Men stopped their conversations to blatantly stare. The blue brunette took it in stride, at first. The juicer had warned her this may happen occasionally, yet Jamie seemed particularly unlucky in that it happened sometimes as often as thrice a week.

On her way from the cafeteria, Jamie felt a familiar grumbling in her stomach. She quickly hurried home, her already large ass looking ever so slightly larger as she went. As she shut the door to her dorm room, it bubbled suddenly and this time she felt her behind surge outward. Sighing, she set her things on the counter and began to dial her doctor. As she sat down, there was a quick pop as a hole ripped in her yoga pants.

Great.

Jamie tried to continue her daily activities while disregarding the fact that she was steadily inflating. It was easy to begin with- the laundry room had relatively few people in it, and the few that were there were mindful enough to not stare. She had finished loading detergent into the machine when the gurgling returned. Centimeter by centimeter, Jamie felt her rear climb outward. She hoped no-one could see it and carefully, casually, tip-toed to the bench. With much conscious effort, Jamie tried to sit down without making too much noise.

This, sadly, didn't work. As she lowered herself down, her overactive tummy bubbled. Surprised, the blue PAWG fell back with a loud slosh. A couple of heads turned to look for a moment and Jamie blushed royal violet. Blue sweat began to bead on her forehead as Jamie swore she could feel herself actively rising higher in her seat. There was another quiet pop as a second split formed in her pants. The pathetic noise she made as it happened sounded half-way between a moan and whimper; Jamie wasted no time in excusing herself from the laundry room, trying to ignore the odd looks she received as she walked out. She would grab her clothes later.

At the dorm, our endowed berry lay upon her bed when a buzz rang out from her phone; she had gotten a text from her friend Eliza.

"ive got 2 tickets to the game. come with 😎"

Jamie groaned at the thought, looking back at her ass. Jesus, with this? And yet the woman found herself doubting; Eliza had already payed for the tickets. She couldn't let her friend down like this. Besides, Eliza knew about Jamie's "problem." Her eyes stared at the message for what seemed like minutes before Jamie wrote her reply.

"See u there"

The time for the game approached soon. Jamie had desperately looked in her wardrobe for something more adequate to cover herself, but nothing would even come close. The best she found only came up to her thighs. And so she dejectedly resigned to simply using the pair she had inflated in. Yes, they had holes, but she had stretched them big enough to fit. Sliding them back on, Jamie felt another growl from her belly. The pants, already skin tight, clung tighter to Jamie's ass and legs as once more her juice-filled body grew larger. She sighed; maybe she should have let her friend down after all. No matter. She shuffled out the door and began her trek to the stadium.

Eliza threw her arms up in jubilation when she saw Jamie. The brunette braced herself as the blonde ran towards her, golden locks flying behind. She brought the berry into a hug. Despite Jamie's size, Eliza seemed completely unperturbed.

"How're you doing, girl?" She asked Jamie with a punch on the shoulder.

"Heh, pretty okay." Jamie responded back, her spirits lifting slightly. Another slight rumble. Another pop as the first hole in her poor pants tore larger.

"You're looking pretty thick, you know." Eliza teased, bringing her arm around her friend's back. Jamie only smiled nervously in response. Reading her mood, Eliza quickly quipped back. "You'll have boys lining up at your dorm."

As the two conversed, Eliza's friend Jessica approached. Jess gawked at the sheer size of the brunette with her friend. She quickly ran up to the two with her phone out, camera on.

Eliza noticed her approach and wrapped her arm around Jamie. "Smile!" Eliza said suddenly, and Jamie turned to the camera. As she smiled nervously, her stomach gurgled. The camera flashed, and the brunette's already swollen ass expanded further.

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We couldn't decide which image to go with so ended up doing both

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Dog: Wikimedia Commons and Sigarni Stock

Casey Cooke (Any Taylor-Joy) has had her mouth taped shut by her classmates. A bit extreme, considering she's the quiet one.

she must be craving mega food

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Made this for a school project but thought it was cool to post it here too.

This was made only using photoshop, and some pictures ofcourse.

Hope you guy like it.

Im getting closer

dead tree
Leaf PNG 05
Lilly PNG 04
Celtic Skull 2
Fire and Smoke

....but i know for sure that you never have seen me without my arm and my leg... Now, how do you like the new me?"

Caption story by ChaseTruth
Art by tfphotomorph

Based on........

Unwilling Doll by tfphotomorph

He's sleeping with the hot girl next door. Well, at least he was sleeping with her. Not anymore.

Katy's time at the Vore House pool party came to an abrupt end when she was suddenly staring down the maw of a hungry serpent. The predator ate her fast, and her face was forgotten as she was one of many party girls eaten that day.

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This is in response to a challenge sent out by

Model :

Unwilling Doll by tfphotomorph

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