The town of Mills Field was never really on the map. With a population of about five hundred, it was a speck of a footnote in the grand scheme of things. It was off the beaten path quite a ways, the interstates and highways bypassing the old roads that once led through town. It was sleepy and forgotten. No one really noticed it was there.
And then one morning, it wasn't there. The whole town disappeared. Not the buildings, or the roads. There wasn't some gap in the world where Mills Field used to be. But the townsfolk? They were nowhere to be found. A few hundred people, gone without a trace.
What could have happened?
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An oral vore story starring my big, bad owl. Our unfortunate main fox belongs to
FurryEngineer42. Poor, delicious dear. <3
And then one morning, it wasn't there. The whole town disappeared. Not the buildings, or the roads. There wasn't some gap in the world where Mills Field used to be. But the townsfolk? They were nowhere to be found. A few hundred people, gone without a trace.
What could have happened?
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An oral vore story starring my big, bad owl. Our unfortunate main fox belongs to
FurryEngineer42. Poor, delicious dear. <3
Category Story / Vore
Species Owl
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 24.4 kB
Listed in Folders
Amazing story as always! Something about the nonchalant personalities your preds have is just so good and well written. the horror-ish vibe that this story had was a nice touch. Even though you know whats coming (of course they got eaten) it still had plenty of suspense x3 really good mass vore stuff in the stomach scene too! I could learn a lot from how you described that stuff
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