[OOC: Quick note of thanks to Sylvira for adding an OCC note to their post, reminding me of their preference. It’s fine to do that anytime (and you should definitely do it if you have doubts about the direction of a scene).]<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Indulgence (for Synys)</span><br/><br/>[OOC: No sexy stuff is fine - and so is just regular vore].<br/><br/>“It’s okay,” Indulgence smiles, “unlike<span style="font-style: italic">some</span>sisters, I know I’m just food. I’m yours to enjoy - as a meal,” she continues. Leans forwards. Whispers. “Also,<span style="font-style: italic">you</span>got seconds because you didn’t waste time playing with your food. Wasn’t that worth it?” Fully accepting of her fate, she brushes her fingertips against your lips, ready to reach inside your mouth the moment it opens and starts swallowing her down…<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Taste (for Aethon)</span><br/><br/>“...won’t deny that I’m going to enjoy this,” Aethon said.<br/><br/>“Fucking a beautiful girl, then eating her, who can’t imagine anything hotter than you doing just that?” Taste laughs, rich and hot, “can’t imagine why you’d enjoy<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>,” she teases.<br/><br/>Aethon’s attention seems… distracted, for a moment. “I don’t suppose you could do something similar?” He asks. “Unless of course you want them to watch, in which case…”<br/><br/>“I<span style="font-style: italic">could</span>,” she offers, “but, fuck it, give ‘em all an eyeful. It might be petty but I kinda want to make me sisters- Oh my,” she gasps, as Aethon shifts to reveal his length. Some of it. Not even all of it. “Fuck,” she whispers, “they’ve really got something to be jealous<span style="font-style: italic">of</span>too. Mine,” she murmurs,  just a<span style="font-style: italic">little</span>nervously, “all mine.”<br/><br/>Taste turns, and her rump is just as good as her breasts. She bends, from the waist, legs apart, bracing herself with a firm grip above her knees, and gazes coquettishly at you over her arched back. Her netherlips are exposed, bare and dripping and pulsing in anticipation of you. Hair and breasts dangle, and its easy to imagine how they’ll sway when you-<br/><br/>“Come fuck me, handsome,” Taste invites.<br/><br/>OOC: Even if Taste is being exhibitionist (which I hope you don’t mind), we shouldn’t be - remember all supersexy stuff should go in a spoiler tag with a warning.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Gift (for Alizome)</span><br/><br/>“Poor thing,” Gift says, reaching up to caress Alizome’s jaw as it<span style="font-style: italic">pops</span>open, “here.” Her touch is… firm, and knows just what it’s doing - because whatever it is virtually erases the pain. Even the sensation of a dislocated jaw is less troublesome… at least with a pretty, tasty-looking and utterly willing-to-be-eaten girl before you.<br/><br/>“Not<span style="font-style: italic">too</span>much struggling,” Gift says, bowing her head submissively and<span style="font-style: italic">almost</span>obscuring the<span style="font-style: italic">huge</span>grin written across it as she accepts the warm embrace of your lips. “Just the right amount,” she whispers, almost too low to hear, as her lips and tongue caress the back of your throat. Her hands are certainly sparing no effort in their insistent massage of your tum, helping it reduce the blackscale to a welcoming, if chunky, mush.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Oblations (for Xarces)</span><br/><br/>Mid-sexy, mostly not too vorish<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Oblatione seems to take it as no less than her due, as Xarces slips to his knees before her. She shifts, slightly spreading her thighs, sending her scent wafting. Her twin blushes at her wantonness, glancing away and fidgeting… but her nervous motion doesn’t <span style="font-style: italic">quite</span> disguise her excitement. <br/><br/>“You awful man,” Oblatione snaps, as you tease her, “eat my pussy, then eat me,” she cheerfully talks over you, as you address her twin - but its quite clear Oblatwo is used to tuning her out, and hears you perfectly. “Ohhh…” Oblatione moans, as your tongue takes its proper place on her body. “Yesss…” she hisses softly, as you begin your deep and thorough kissing of her nethers, her palm coming to rest on the back of your head, firmly pushing you deeper within her. <br/><br/>“Um… <span style="font-style: italic">he’s</span> meant to be <span style="font-style: italic">my</span> meal,” Oblatwo protests quietly, “if that’s okay…”<br/><br/>“Don’t worry,” you hear Oblatione reassure her twin, even as you feel Oblatwo’s hand twine together with hers amid your hair. “I’ve no desire to be anywhere but his tum,” she continues. “I just wanna have a little fun, first, okay? Hey,” Oblatione carries on, quite drowning her twin’s whispered agreement. “Since you want him in you, why don’t you suck his cock in the meantime.”<br/><br/>“I- um- eep-” Oblatwo squeaks. But you can feel her hand sliding down your back, her body sliding down besides yours. “I couldn’t…” she breathes… but her hot breath is on the small of your back, and drifting lower…</div></div></div><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Tender (for Linda)</span><br/>Waring: Vore. Cockvore. Sex. ALL THE FETISHES!!11!<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">“Bigger,” Tender smirks, smoke beginning to flow and billow around her, “and more.” When the smoke clears, there’s two of her, both standing tall as a lizardfolk, both at least <span style="font-style: italic">half-</span>human… but horns drift back through their hair, scales decorate their thighs and waists, and thick tails sprout from the base of their spines. Dragonborn. “Open wide,” the left one says, as the <span style="font-style: italic">right</span>’s eyes widen. “No, <span style="font-style: italic">I’m</span> the one who was supposed to get fucked first and cockvored!” She shrieks, beginning to struggle, even as her twin ruthlessly prepares to tip her up and into Linda’s mouth… <br/><br/>“You snooze, you lose,” her twin replies, eagerly eying Linda’s engorged member. “<span style="font-style: italic">I’m</span> gonna be the one fucked and sucked into her balls.”</div></div></div><br/><br/>[OOC: Yeah, we’re going to be relaxed about technical requirements in the future and just have fun]