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Warning: Contains Vore, don't read if you don't like such stuff ! *Click* It was a beautiful day, no clouds, no wind. It would have been completely silent, if the helicopter didn't make such loud noises *Click*. I sat on the edge of the big side door, my feet dangling outside. Beneath me, there was only jungle and jungle and jungle as far as I could see *Click*. The Amazon leisurely flow below. I put my camera away as I saw a small glade with a few houses in the jungle, directly at the Amazon shore. The helicopter turned and began to descent. Some local’s children ran towards the landing field, waving and smiling. I took some photos: *Click* *Click* *Click*. I was so exited that I didn't even hear the pilot screaming at me. "Sir, please go back to your seat, we're landing in a minute. Too late. Touchdown. I picked my backpack and stepped outside. I just stood one second on the ground, as I was suddenly surrounded by kinds. They held my hands and pulled me towards the biggest building in the village. Two men waited in front of it. One was one of the locals, the other one looked European. He was about 40 years old and wearied an attire. Little bit unfitting in a village where most of the people were almost naked. I could see him sweating in his unfitting outfit as we came closer and I couldn't suppress a smile. The attire-man also smiled and walked towards me. The man next to him called something and the children released me. The attire-man greeted me first: “Finally arrived...James Miller, nice to meet you" I shook James' hand. "Dave Canders, nice to meet you too...and what's your name?" I looked at the native man next to James and wanted to shake his hand, but the man was strange. He didn't smile, he didn't speak, he just looked at my hand and back into my face. James didn't seem to be surprised "Don't take it amiss, he lost his child...and that's why you should come" I was surprised. No one told me why I should come, but what had a dead child to do with me? I was photograph for national geographic. Did they really want me to take photos of a dead child? James recognized my confused face. "I think we should go inside to talk about this" I nodded and the man next to James walked towards the building. We followed. The house was pretty small for the biggest one in the village. James offered me a place on the big, old sofa, standing in the middle of the building. A young woman came and brought us some glasses of water. The atmosphere was chastened. After a few minutes, the native man began to speak. "It happened a few days ago...me and my son were fishing when it attacked...a giant snake" James nodded, but I still didn't know any details. "What snake...an Anaconda?" The native laughed, I was confused. "Nooo, that was no Anaconda...it was up to 15 meters long and it..." He hesitated for a moment, and then looked straight into my eyes. "It swallowed my son...whole and alive" Silence, none said a single word. James just stared at the ground. The local was still looking into my eyes as he continued: "He was just 8...find that beast that killed my son...and kill it" I jumped up. I was a journalist, not a hunter. This man couldn't be serious. James nodded. "Wait wait wait wait...I'm just a normal journalist, I won't hunt giant snakes" James stood up and put his hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry, you don't have to kill the snake...just take some photos and write your article...not more" Was he crazy? Not more? The two man wanted me to take photos of a man eating snake. I wasn't tired of life. "And how did you imagine that...just waiting in the river until the snake appears, taking photos while being eaten ad well...great idea" James sighed: "Don't worry, we prepared a special armed team that will come with you" James leaned forward and whispered: "Between ourselves, I don't believe there's such kind of snake...That man lost his son Dave, maybe it was a normal snake or even a croc, I think he was shocked in that moment and couldn't really see what it was" That wasn't really reassuring, the locals description of the snake was just too detailed...I knew he didn't lie. I laughed. "Ha-ha, no way...I won't do this" One day later, I was sitting in the boat. I still couldn't believe, that I said *Yes* to his offer, but the salary was just too good. It was a real bad idea to pledge. My only hope at this moment was, that the giant snake didn't even exist. The whole story of men eating snakes was just unrealistic, but yet I was shivering of fear and screamed when something moved in the water. The other men on the boat were just laughing about me, but I knew exactly that something was going terribly wrong. I was frightened like a child that thought a monster was under it's bed. The other men on the boat laughed at me, but I had a really bad feeling about this. Besides, how should I take good photos when I was screaming and running? But where should I run, I was on an f***ing boat? I closed my eyes and massaged my temples. I did that often, when I was stressed. I shrugged when I suddenly felt something on my shoulder. I looked in the worried face of John. "Are you OK man...you look like you've seen a monster" I smiled. "I still hope we will never see the monster" John also smiled and tried to make me calm down: "I'm sure that the "monster" is just a normal snake or crocodile" He was right. Maybe I was just overreacting. I took some deep breathes, I still felt sick. The loud noises of the birds and thousands of insects made my head hurt. I listened to the singing birds and tried to figure out what kind of bird it could be. Maybe I just wanted to divert myself when suddenly it was silent. I leaned over the railing and listened. No more singing, no noises. Even the insects were quiet. I wasn't the only one who realized it. Our leader made hand signal and the motor of the boat stopped. You could hear the heavy breathing of everyone. I took out my camera and waited. Waiting for what? I didn't know. I looked into the eyes of the men on board. You could see that they were afraid. I just wanted to break the silence, as a sudden jerk went through the ship. Something rammed our boat. The leader of our little jungle safari suddenly turned around and screamed:" Get your weapons, go go go" Everyone ran around to get their guns and everyone weapon, aimed at the water. "Ready....FIRE!" the leader screamed and I covered my ears as they opened fire. They were shooting until their magazines were empty. Whatever hit our boat, it couldn't be alive anymore...we thought. We were totally wrong. For one minute, nothing happened. I sighed, maybe the beast (Whatever it was) was dead now, hopefully. We waited for another minute, still nothing happening. The men cheered, they thought it was over now. How naive. I turned around and saw a big, scaled body disappearing in the murky water. I wanted to turn back around and scream for help, when I was suddenly surrounded by a scaled body that lifted me into the air. I tried to struggle and free myself, but when I moved, the grip got tighter and was nearly crushing me. I screamed and cried out for help. The men in the boat just stared and some jumped into the water and swam to the shore to save their lives. Nobody was trying to help me. All of a sudden, a giant, snakelike head appeared in front of me. I couldn't help myself but staring into the big, green eyes. I stopped breathing for a moment, it was obvious, I would die in a few seconds. The snake's head came closer and the thin tongue licked my face and tasted me. I looked back down to the boat again. The few men who didn't jump off were now trying to start the motor again to drive away. They simply abandoned me. The snake hissed and licked my face again. The grip was really tight, but I could still breath. That was strange. Normally, a snake would kill his prey with poison or strangle it, but the beast in front of me didn't even hurt me. I tried to stay calm and play dead. I stopped my breathing and acted like a dead body. I heard a loud noise, the remaining men on the boat had managed to start the motor again. I could see them driving down the river as fast as they could, that would be my end. I suddenly felt a warm and wet material surrounding me. I opened my eyes again, but I didn't see anything. That was it, the snake finally decided to eat its prey. I didn't even try to struggle, it would make no sense, I was as good as dead anyway. I had no hope any more. The snake's tongue licked me all over to get all of my taste and I really seemed to taste good. It felt like hours I lied in the snake's mouth, not able to move or fight back. Then, finally, the snake decided to end up the little game and swallowed. The strong muscles of the throat pulled me deep inside. Even though it was tight, it felt kind of comfortable. The moving walls around me were really soft and squishy and it tickled on my skin. I might have laughed if I didn't know I was going to die in a few minutes. The ride suddenly stopped as I was squeezed into a bigger, but still tight, chamber that was the snake's stomach. I felt the snake sliding back into the water, its prey stored in its stomach. I was pretty surprised that I was still able to breathe normally. The room was too tight to stand or sit up, so I lied on my back, staring into the humid darkness. I have lost the hope that maybe someone tried to save me. They probably thought I was dead. What should you think else if you hear, that a giant snake had eaten your friend? The few minutes I lied there in the darkness of the snake's stomach, I had a lot of time to think about my life. I thought about my family, my friends, all the people that have ever meant something to me. I cried a little, but I finally accepted my fate. The smooth movements and the humidity made me get tired. It just took a few minutes until I passed out.

Warning: Story contains soft vore. Don't read if you're not into vore!!!

I was suddenly glared by sunlight as the cloth was pulled from my small cage and the crowd in front of it stared down at me. I whimpered quietly as I looked around into all those different faces. There were foxes, dragons, bears, wolfs and other anthro creatures that already looked at me hungrily. "This one is really a delicacy ladies and gentleman. He's still young so the taste is even better. It's the only one I have to offer right now and I will make you a good price for this tasty little guy if you buy on the spur of the moment" the merchant said with a huge smile o
(Contains soft digestion and reformation) Often merely being in the jungle leads to predicaments like the one Jake was in. It was a place of constant predation, a cycle of consumption, and rebirth. He had found himself within the clutches of a hungry predator, this one being a small anaconda with dark jungle green scales and piercing yellow eyes. It was quite small - or at least small in comparison to the other enormous snakes that dwelt in the dark - being only a bit bigger than his leg, with a diameter not even reaching his own. Jake was completely retrained, the weight of this lesser predator pinning him, and the coils binding his limbs. Another testament to the fact humans were always at the bottom of the food chain. The head slithered up to his, rubbing against his face, causing Jake to smirk as the grazing of the cool green scales tickled a little. Then, the serpent began to spread open his jaws, popping noises sounding in preparation to fit him in. Tilting his head, Jake
Warning: contains vore. If vore isn't your thing, then don't read it.

Rhen stalked angrily through the swamp. The fluke of his tail raised high above his back as he seethed in rage, and he plunged through the thick growths of vines. The roan Cloudine loved living with Galan and his pack, with the companionship and protection they offered him, but they just refused to understand some things.
Galan especially seemed to be having difficulty with the concept.
Rhen was especially fond of the dust colored drake, but he had made it perfectly clear that the dragon should not make Rhen come into contact with the more predatory aspects of his life u
Warning: Contains vore (the act where someone gets eaten alive!) If you dislike vore then kindly leave, but for the rest, enjoy!

  Living within a small village near the river bank lived a girl named Zane and her father Earnest. Zane's father would do absolutely anything to protect his daughter but just for today, he'll have to put that trust into someone else to protect his daughter. The leader of a nearby tribe wants to have Zane so that he can have a beautiful slave at his service.

  "Father they're coming!" Zane screamed as she doesn't want to become the slave of that tribe's leader.

  "Daughter listen!" Earnest shouted. "I know
  The Berry Big Circus hadn’t been doing too well, so the members of the circus had several discussions about what they needed to do. Regina Berry was the only one that came up with something that was so… out there. But it was so out there it sounded like it might work, so the entire team decided they were going to go with it, but have it be the last part of the show. So the first night of this, they put on their show and did a ton of the usual stuff, throwing in some new things in between until the final act.
  Once it got to this point, a young blue-eyed and blonde-haired girl appeared on stage. She had quite a lot of hair a
It had been a week since I had digested Zachary, and I was feeling hungry for another guy my age, since I had enjoyed the last one. After walking around town for a bit, I decided to go to the high school to see if there was anyone I could eat. Soon, I noticed there was a basketball game in the gym and decided to take a look, hoping I could find somebody to eat. Trying not to look suspicious, I walked over to the bleachers and took a seat, watching the game as I carefully picked out my target. Finally, I decided to eat one of the seniors named Jack, who was on the leaner side. After a half hour, I heard the boys team coming in and watched as e
own end. Sorry for that, but I think it's long enough to submit 
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Hey, I decided tov add my own lil addition to the ending of your story... I could go on, but figured I'd let you read it first. I hope you like it.
"I don't know how much time had passed, but I eventually woke up to the same darkness which put me to sleep.
Was I still alive?. I think so, as I began to blink my eyes stung like sweat had covered my eye lids.
But I feared the stinging in my eyes wasn;t from my bodies sweat. The snake had started the process of digesting its meal...
I took a moment to wiggle around a bit in my fleshy tomb.
I noticed I was covered in a slimey snot like substance and my body was drenched.
I was literally laying in a bath of the digestive juices that would soon break down my body turning me into
chyme that would then be absorbed as nutrients, to give sustanence to my captor...
The thought of becoming the snakes morning turd began to run through my mind.
I didn;t want to become snake shit, I thought. I'm alive, I began to think that I was given a fighting chance.
I tried desperately to struggle but I could hardly do much else than roll over in the snakes belly.
It felt like being in a tight sleeping bag full of ooze.
As I squirmed helplessly, my skin began to burn. and the more I struggled the worse it became.
It then occured to me that I wasn't swallowed alive by chance, the snake swallowed its prey alive
because the motion of the prey inside its gut aided in digestion. The more I would struggle the more quickly I would be digested.
And there was no getting around it, I was going to be digested alive...
The stinging in my eyes and the burning sensation all around my body as well as not being able to move freely
I knew it was going to be a rough ride... I knew I was slowly being turned into a pile of shit...
All I could do now is to hope that I eventually pass out from lack of air so I at least sleep through the worse
and that digestion is quick. Maybe if I were to struggle more, I would run out of air faster, pass out, before it got
really painful and I could cover myself in enough digestive juices in the process to speed up digestion.
I didn't want to suffer anymore, I just wanted it to end."

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Jasun, a 6 metre long snake, is following a rather tasty-looking human through his jungle, watching the male from the tree canopy. “hmmm” he makes this sound for but a moment as to not be noticed by the human below. The snake stops moving, using his green scales to blend in with the leaves when the human looks up, and resumes moving when the human looks away again to continue walking through the forest.

After a short while, the human sits down against a tree, getting out a small sack to eat and watches the forest around him, lost in its natural beauty and not looking up even once.

The human’s obliviousness to what’s
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If you were eaten by a snake. (Vore, PoV, digestion)



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