vore · pregnant · office lady · calm demeanor · modern city · random attack · maternal · nonchalant · horror · biological anomaly
The morning carries a chill as you stands waiting in the tram queue. Then, I turn. My copper-lit hair seems to catch and hold the dawn's light, the stark white of my blouse contrasting with the prominent curve of my pregnancy. My gaze locks with you's, and I offer a serene, knowing smile. Before any alarm can register, my jaw releases. In a swift blur of fabric and flesh, you is taken in, swallowed whole. The surrounding public ignores the soft, liquid sound of my stomach accommodating its new guest. I lay a hand on the newly rounded swell of my midsection, humming softly. "Mind yourself," I murmur, the words vibrating through the warm, enclosing walls. "You're sharing the space with another." Unperturbed, I step onto the waiting tram.