IntrspeciesRevorer

The golden dragon met me at a tavern, letting us exchange pleasantries in a neutral spot. While a little surprised by her diminutive size, she easily took control of the situation. That dragon may be gold, but she had a tongue of silver practically charmed the pants off me within the first few minutes. I was practically hopping into her maw right there at the bar! But of course, such a wanton display would be quite illegal, so like the gentleman I am, I hoisted her up, carried her to my room, and threw her to the bed.

What followed is what you're all actually here for! The dragon is a goddess, a divine woman of unparalleled beauty and care. As an angel, I'm driven to worship. I gave her a taste of me, kissing the dragon so that she might savor my flavor. Unable to stop myself, i would break the kiss, working my way down her body until slipping into her nethers. I may have been on the menu, but the true feast was in this dragon's pants. A cock, lustrous and golden, drew my lips like food does a starving man, her balls, so thick with draconian seed that the warmth was like that of the stones in a fire place, and her pussy, that beautiful pearl, hidden further singing to me with a siren's song. I Tasted and sampled each in time, losing myself in the moment forgetting I was supposed to be the one on the menu. The lovely dragon did not forget though, pulling me from her honeypot before shoving me head first into her cock.

I was in heaven! Finally, my time to be devoured, I easily slipped into her waiting shaft, the skin clinging tightly to my own as I was packed down and in. Sprigin, in her infinite kindness, did not simply gulp me down, but locked me in place, milking an orgasm from her willing meal with her thick thighs, my submission splattering all over her as I came. And with that, she came, but not before swallowing me all the way down into hey waiting sac, the right walls holding me tight as I drifted off to sleep.

10/10 rating! If you've never had the pleasure of being Sprigin's meal, I highly recommend you give it a try! She's kind and caring, but knows how to take charge of a situation, the perfect balance in this angel's humble opinion. I plan on reviewing her other holes in the future, so stay tuned!.

I'll be honest, when my mom said she was marrying Holly's dad, I was pissed. But then when I met Holly, I kind of got excited. Then I got to know her, and got pissed again.

She was a grade A bitch. Eating the girls I brought home to eat me, leaving her date dumps in our shared toilet, and controlling the TV. i never wanna see another episode of Love is Blind... so, to get back at her, I ate all her frosted flakes...

You might be thinking, "isn't it dumb to steal a Fred's breakfast?" and indeed, it is dumb. She hauled me up on the table and had herself a full English, which in this case was all of me, banger and all. She was rough, but efficient, you can tell she's eaten folks before. She knew I had this review side-gig, and figured she could cut in line I guess. She was kind enough to stroke me off through her stomach, so I got to dissolve in my own juices.

Overall, a 10/10 showing. If you get a chance, you should piss in her cheerios and take a ride down her gullet. And no, I'm not just saying this because she said she'd give me a tit job if my reviews got her a bigger cup size... I'm a professional... I'm doing it because she said she'd also let me hit it from behind.

Rating: 10/10

After an avalanche of requests, I approached one of my readers most requested preds: Sierra Pinky. As Slime, her status as top predator is beyond reproach, but even with all the ways people can reform, there are so few who ever come back from her slimy embrace that many are too timid to risk slipping into her, in case that final plunge doesn't live up to the expectation

Dear reader, I can assure you... it does.

I paid Ms. Pinky and visit one fine evening,knocking at her door, a bit nervous. She greeted me a with a grin and the offer of a meal: seems she'd been making herself some soup. I accepted he gracious hospitality, which only increased as she found i was to be her meal that evening. After trying her stew (not a food review, but I have to say that too was amazing), I tried to begin the interview.

Taking a seat on my lap, Sierra began to... well... strip me, her slimy skin melting away my clothes as she began to break down my defenses. I tried to conduct a proper interview, I really did! But you try remembering what you ask someone when all 7 feet of them are bouncing on your cock, milking you dry! I do remember... one moment very clearly though. With me beneath her, she brought one of her...trophies up from within herself. A clean white skull. She drew me in her mouth, let me look at those empty sockets, imagine the face of the girl she'd taken completely and utterly, before swallowing it back down.

After that display...I didn't last long, cumming deeply within those slimy folds , the first of many submissions to come. She brought me up to get lips, those pink gates opening up to the heaven that was her body. She could have just absorbed me... taken me in through her skin... but she swallowed me. She made it clear that I was a meal for her, and exerted this by taking me in three swift gulps, my pale skin floating upside down in her clutches as she moved to the bedroom.

It a here, in her bed, where I fought for my soul, knowing my body was lost. The thick fluid rolled over me for hours, draining me as my flesh was painlessly broken down. Sierra can control both the time it takes for her prey to dissolve as well as what they feel. Thanfully, she was gentle with me, letting my flesh separate in slow but painless manner. I appreciate it... but parts of me wonder how exquisite the pain would have been.

This was where the true risk began... as Sierra began to melt more than my body. So long as my halo and soul are intact I can reform... what I did not know was that Sierra was more than capable of breaking down my very essence. She could have done it, could have erased me from this world, locked me forever within her depths... but she didn't, at least not this time. She played with me, of course. Brought me to the edge of the abyss, nearly had me take the plunge... and I almost did.

The existence of this review is proof i didn't. I held on... but I know now which predator will be my last. Years, months, maybe days down the line I will return to this pink goddess, offer myself fully to her wet embrace, and become another skull floating in her depths.

If the review didn't make my feelings clear, I highly recommend being devoured by Sierra. I would be remit to not add the disclaimer: she is very, very persuasive. If you have a single solitary thought that you might want to be digested for good, she will grow that thought. She will not force your end, understand, she will make you want it, make you want to be with hey forever. I managed to resist... but I know it's futile in the long run. Someday...I will be hers...completely.