This website has been around for a while -- at least as long as I've been on the net -- and as far as wacky sexual fetishes go, it's one of the wackiest. In a nutshell, the site is devoted to stories where one male/female/thing swallows another male/female/thing. Aficionados call it vore (short for voracious.) Every once in a while the genre crops in ASS, and even more rarely in mainstream fiction (British writer Clive Barker includes a vore scene in his fantasy novel Imagica, where a man and woman simultaneously devour each other.) To the average reader of neterotica, however, it's probably pretty novel and offbeat.

As a fetish, vore is very broad. The stories range from overtly sexual (complete with orgasms) to no sex at all. They can have het, homo, or bi leanings and often incorporate elements of mind control, D/s, and bondage to coerce the victim into being eaten and immobilize them via the mouth cavity, lips, and tongue. Vore can be androgynous as well. The hapless victim usually winds up being engulfed, normally a "female" act, but in an aggressive way that seems male, and they are often penetrated by the tongue on the way down, a traditionally "male" act -- both sexual possibilities neatly combined into one.

This archive features roughly 200 stories, broken down into the categories of who eats who (female eating male, male eating male, etc., with "ambiguous" as one of the genders.) To give my critique I picked seven stories from several different categories. In style they ranged from horror to humor; many had SF, fantasy, and furry themes. On the whole the stories were literate and care was taken with their creation. Many had a distinct British or European feel as regards style and grammar, which leads me to believe the website is based in Europe, or that vore is a fetish that appeals more to Europeans (as lovers of fine food in general?) Because it's a given from the intro to the site that someone or something is going to wind up eaten, the entertainment value of the stories comes from discovering how and why.

In "Babysitting" the victim is a young woman who accepts an offer from a well-to-do yuppie couple to look after their daughter. The kid turns out to be a Lolita with "full lips, glossed red" who drugs the heroine, then seasons her in a hot tub, and, well, eats her:

She tried to kick but Michelle had her feet firmly in her mouth. The red pouting lips began to suck as Amy was pulled inexorably forward. Her calves followed and then Michelle's lips were at her thighs. Her tongue caressed each part as it moved, tasting, titillating. Amy thought she was too large to be eaten this way but watched as Michelle continued to suck her in. Her thighs had disappeared and the tongue was again at her pussy. It teased and tasted and despite the terror, Amy came again. Michelle's hands came up and caressed Amy's soft basted buttocks.

Another story, "Tasty Justice" by Angel, concerns a female angel of mercy who eats a male criminal to save his soul (he's about to be apprehended and shot to death by the police) her rationale being "inside me you will have plenty of time to repent before you die. Then I will digest your sweet body and bring your soul to heaven, instead of hell." Like most of the victims in these stories, he's digested pretty quickly. This seems to be an integral part of the fetish -- no one sticks around long enough to make it into the small intestine -- and may express a desire for oblivion, or a sub's wish to merge completely into their dom, losing their identities forever. In Pi-Zero's "The Hungry Quarterback" the act of eating is also an act of dominance -- the quarterback of the title maintains his star standing by eating his teammates, absorbing their vitality into himself. (This story was one of the more sexual ones -- he buttfucks the victim on the way down his throat. Don't ask me how.)

Vore fans are not without humor. Geoff Balme's "How to Swallow a Woman" tells us how to do just that, in three increasingly difficult swallowing maneuvers (The Slider, the Dive, and the Hippo) assuming the girlfriend is willing, of course. And EnVeloper's "The Shower" is cinematic horror kitsch of the highest caliber as a showerstall eats, and digests, a nude girl. (As with all of these stories, what sounds gross is not as gross as it actually reads, because the physical sensations are hypothesized for sensual pleasure, not pain, even though the victim is unwilling.)

In a website this size, however, it's inevitable there are going to be dogs. In Argon15's "The Cheerleader's Revenge" the gals are pissed because their jocky boyfriends have been being mean to them, so they cook up a substance in the school lab to shrink them down to snackable size. This one was the most poorly written of the bunch and the most mean- spirited, approaching a kind of vore femdom as the guys get coralled by pillows on the bed and eaten one by one.

The best of the bunch, at least for me, was Kimniki's "Lord Coil" which began as an excellent fantasy story in the vein of such Brit goth writers as Storm Constantine. Earth has been invaded by extra-dimensional, devil-like creatures called Imps and Annette, a young guerilla from the human side, has been captured by them for a strange ritual that will end the Imp-human war. Up to that point it was A+ material for the writing quality and fantasy background alone; what pushed into the stratosphere for me were the orgasmic delights the heroine experiences as the ritual proceeds (she's being swallowed by a giant sentient snake the size of an oil pipeline):

I TAKE YOUR STRENGTHŠ.I TAKE YOUR BODY INTO MY OWNŠ.YOU GIVE ME YOUR VERY SOUL WOMANŠ. Lord Coil's voice now matched her own for pleasure and passion, and she could feel his heart hammering in a massive pounding rhythm that shook them both. Then she felt him tighten again, and he swallowed once more.

"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!," Annette cried out as she felt her breasts pulled into his throat. Instantly they were pressed hard against her chest, the warm wet muscles pressing on every single cell of her tits, seeming to suck on her rock hard nipples. She felt his lips slide past her underarms and her arms were forced straight up by the pressure of his mouth. She felt no painŠ.only a sense of tension in her shoulders which faded quickly as another burst of warmth flooded into her soul and a wave of weakness shuddered up her body. Her fingers came unlaced, too weak now to hold each other. The cinnamon spice order of his breath was now very strong. Then she felt his tongue moving at the back of her neck, and felt its tip touch her face.

The site has grown a lot since I first discovered it. It now boasts a staff of six, a message board, two chats, and a listing of IRC addresses for various "characters" if you want to do some online vore role-playing. The entry page is fairly simple and easy to navigate -- though I'd prefer something more sophisticated and less clinical than that animated cartoon mouth -- but it gets the job done, and you don't have to click around a million times to get to the stories. Each story has a helpful one- sentence descriptor telling you who gets eaten and how, and there's also a large gallery of scans and artwork that frankly didn't pack much of a punch for me. But then I'm an art major and get impatient with amateurs anyway.

If you want to see how much fun vore can be, check this out.

Interface: B+
Content: A
Will I visit again: Yes.

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