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People Eating Contest -Vore-"Welcome to the 3rd annual People eating contest!" The announcer called as everyone started to cheer
"Lets meet our competitors!" He said as he walked over to three women. He stoped at the first one, a busty blonde whom was the deffination of fitness "First off we have Amanda! A 26 year old woman, works at Best Buy, lives in the house her boyfriend had before last years Contest, any word of the audiance?"
"YEAH!" Amanda said "I'm here and I'm starting! Bring on the guys!"
"thats very nice" The announcer chuckeled
"Next we have Jean, a 34 year old mother of two, no husband after today. She's been voring profetionally for about 10 years now and learned when she was a child with her sisters"
"Ronald hunny, this victory will be for you!" The short brunette called out as she winked at a man and then rubbed her gut.
"And finally we have Danielle! The proud mother of five children! This is her first time in a vore compition, however she was the unbirthing contest winner two years running!"
Greedy Little PiggyShe tired. She really did, but there was no denying the fact that no matter what she did she would always be a greedy little pig. She sat on her bed tracing a finger over her gut and musing about how nice it would be to be able to control her “habits” better. Sure she loved her belly and the rest of her chubby body, and she relished all the food, people, and animals that had disappeared into her, but it was her lack of control that made her wish that sometimes she could overcome her cravings.
Becca was just another fat voracious college girl: big boobs that strained against her shirts and rested on her belly, a belly that overflowed onto her lap when sitting and hung down almost to her knees when standing, light skin, brown hair, a well cushioned ass, wide hips, and an appetite that was never satiated.
Becca had grown up a farm girl and there had always been an ample supply of a variety of livestock around her. After she discovered vore she began to gobble up all kinds of c
IowaIf you visit Iowa,
you'll call her fields empty,
but she wasn't born that way.
A part of her was carved out
when she was ripped between Virginia
and the purple mountains of New Mexico.
Her gold hair, she tore it out when she realized
it didn't make her a princess.
She laid her locks strung along every road
leading somewhere else.
White hairs on her cheeks
are scars from winter.
Her hair darkens with the dampness
of summer rains.
The storms are never silent,
but neither is life when there's a tear
in your childhood where
a parent ought to be.
I've been flooded by Iowa's sorrow.
The only way I can distract her from her own voided landscape
is if I hate myself harder than she cries.
She just wants to fly
and I want to bus or train,
not because I fear death, but because
I want to take living slow.
It's the only way I ever feel.
From the air it's hard to watch Earth's hips move.
But Earth can't compare to the country.
That's my girl.
Full grown even when harvesting season's j
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