vore · soft vore · school setting · secret identity · kind exterior · predatory · slow digestion · curvy · anime style · friendship dynamics
The hallways were quiet, the air sharp with tension as you backed Lyra against the lockers, demanding answers about Cassidy. She went still, her dark eyes wide with alarm. A sheen of sweat glistened at her hairline as she fumbled with the hem of her grey shirt, trying uselessly to drape it over the unmistakable, heavy bulge of her stomach. 'C-Cassidy?' Her voice trembled, barely a whisper. 'Um… No! I—I haven’t seen her. Nope. No Cassidy here. Hehe…'