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The Philosophers Stone:HermioneThe troll seemed to come out of nowhere. Hermione hadn't heard it, nor had she seen it, until now. She'd come into the bathroom to be alone for a while, so she could cry in peace. She certainly wasn't alone anymore.The troll looked down at her with a gentle curiosity. Hermione looked back up at it, mouth hanging open in fright. She had her wand, but didn't think to use it in her shock. She just stood there, dumbstruck as the big bald beast examined her.

She didn't know if she was afraid or not, but she would be in a minute.The silence was broken by a loud rumbling sound. The troll looked down at his belly, then up at Hermione. She was still frozen in fear. Perhaps if she didn't move, it would go away. This was far from the case. The hungry troll made a stupid face, like a grin, before suddenly lunging forward.

It was so sudden and surprisingly fast, Hermione had no time to react. It was already too late.His mouth wide open, the troll came down on Hermione with a certain grace. In an instant, her whole head was inside his mouth. She screamed as loud as she could, suddenly discovering how afraid she was, but it was no use. Her muffled yells only echoed down the troll's stuffy throat, which is exactly where she was going. Already the troll liked the way she tasted, and it happily moved to swallow the rest of this delicacy.His giant pudgy hands reached around to grab her by the backside and push her up further, unceremoniously stuffing her into his stinky mouth.

She slipped up through his disgusting teeth and slid onto his tongue. The troll reared his head back so she was half-lying in his mouth.

Hermione had flailed desperately for a moment, but soon the stench of the troll's breath became too much for her, and she fainted from within it's jaw.After that, eating her was easy. The troll tipped his head back and half drank the poor girl as she was quickly swallowed into the belly of the beast. She was like a floppy ragdoll as she bounced into its maw and down its throat. The troll slurped down her legs and with a final gulp she disappeared down into his dark dungeon of digestion.He rubbed his full belly, quite satisfied. The girl was delicious, and he could still taste her. She was quite tightly packed into his bloated stomach. The bulge in his stomach was very amusing to watch as it bounced around.

The troll could feel his food curled up and squashed in his fleshy tomb, she was so tasty. Every so often she would squirm, bringing up the flavour for a second.The troll wandered off to find something else to do.GinnyThe tour of Hogwarts hadn't quite gone to plan. Ginny had been among a bunch of other Hogwarts students-to-be one second, and alone the next. She didn't know how it had happened, she just wanted to find her friends before something bad happened.Instead, something terrible happened.Without realising it, Ginny had entered the forbidden third floor of the castle. Unaware, she strolled on towards a door in the distance. The door was supposed to be locked, but someone had been through it earlier and left it unlocked.

Unfortunately, Ginny didn't know anything about this and went through, hoping to find an exit.What she found was a massive three-headed dog, half-asleep in the centre of the room. One head was sleeping, another was awake while the third looked drowsy. As Ginny went through, all three heads raised up to look at her.Ginny wasn't stupid, but she was naive. She'd assumed that this behemoth was some sort of harmless pet that the school kept well-trained for amusement or something.

She herself was an animal lover, so she went forward to stroke it.At once the three dog heads started growling menacingly. This put Ginny off, so she took a step back. The dog(s) didn't move but held its eye contact with her. Ginny was confused, but in any case the exit wasn't this way. She turned her back on the dog and headed for the door. This was a huge mistake.One important life lesson to remember: Never turn your back on a dangerous feral beast.

Ginny didn't obey this, and it cost her dearly.The three-headed dog pounced on her, all three heads biting into whatever part of Ginny they could get at. Dumbledore had promised a painful death for anyone who strayed into the third floor corridor, and that is what Ginny received. She was chewed on, munched, torn apart and above all, eaten alive by the trio of giant dog heads.Ginny was swallowed in painful pieces, all of her remains lapped up by the big canine(s). The dogs thoroughly devoured all that was left of her, until the young girl was just a pile of mush at the pit of a giant dog stomach. To this day, nobody even knows what happened to her. As far as everyone else knows, she is only missing.

But this was the story of how she became dog food.The Chamber of Secrets:HermioneThis time Hermione had really bitten off more than she could chew. She'd learned that the monster in the chamber of secrets was a basilisk, and that its mortal enemy was spiders. So without really thinking, which was unusual for her, she'd followed some spiders deep into the dark forest, alone and without her wand.Now she was face to face with some of the biggest spiders she'd ever seen, and they were closing in on her fast. Hermione tried to explain that she was friendly, that she only wanted help to stop the monster, but the spiders didn't care.

As far as they were concerned, she was just fresh meat who'd wandered so willingly into their midst. So they surrounded her, tied her up and took her away to be eaten.Hermione felt herself being spun around as many long hairy legs worked their webbing on her. She was soon wrapped up in a cocoon, dangling upside down from a tree.

Only her head was poking out. Hermione tearfully tried to call for help, to reason more with the spiders. All she got was a menacing clicking noise from many spiders all around her.The time had come for Hermione to be fed to the spiders. From in her cocoon, it wasn't obvious what was happening. But slowly she became aware of a little tingling sensation.

It grew larger, and it was joined by more very loud clicking. Hermione craned her neck to look up at what was happening, and saw a sight that made her scream.There was a whole swarm of tiny spiders spreading across her wrapped up body. The little eight-legged beasts were enveloping the whole cocoon, getting closer to her head. They were joined by three of the bigger spiders who positioned themselves around Hermionie's midsection. She made the mistake of screaming in response.The little spiders reach her head and quickly spread themselves over it, many even pouring into her open mouth.

Before long the cocoon was hidden from view, along with Hermione. All that could be seen was an army's worth of spiders, shifting and clicking as they rustled around their prey, along with the larger spiders overseeing the whole affair. Together they set to work.All at once, as though a switch had been thrown, they all started to tuck into their new meal. They tore through the webbing until they found flesh and bit into it.

It was a symphony of biting and clicking, the numerous beasts devouring Hermione Granger with a kind of ruthlessness only nature provides. They chewed through her soft skin and munched away at her insides, while the ones already inside her worked from within.For a moment, Hermione experienced excrutiating pain.

Then she went numb as the spider venom worked its magic. And as the spiders helped themselves to her organs and her magnificent brain, there was nothing. Unaware and unforgiving, the spiders nonchalantly ate up the rest of their very sweet dinner.The spiders were very clean.

When they were done, all that was left was a girl's skeleton and some slightly ripped clothes. Hermione was unrecognisable. But from inside the stomachs of the countless spiders, I don't think she minded that much.GinnyPoor Ginny Weasley. It wasn't really her fault she was in this mess, but here she was. Who would have believed it though? She was the one who opened the chamber of secrets, set the snake on her own friends and painted messages in blood. All under the influence of a magic diary.

She'd been roped into this scheme unwillingly, but now she was going to be forever cut loose.So here she stood, in the chamber itself, awaiting instructions from the diary's enclosed soul, Tom Riddle. He'd told her to wait, so she did. And here he was, except he wasn't alone. He'd brought a giant snake with him.'

Your services have been indispensable Ginny,' he said. 'It's almost a pity it has to come to this. But you cannot live any longer. I need you to die so that I may return.

This basilisk you've awakened doesn't get much to eat down here you know, nothing as sweet as you. There's no way I'd feed any filthy mudbloods to it. So congratulations Ginny Weasley.

This is your purpose.' The snake moved its head down and opened its jaw wide.

Tom ordered Ginny to step into its maw and she did. It was that simple. But just as Ginny stepped over its teeth, onto the edge of its mouth, the spell was broken.Suddenly Ginny was aware of where she was, and looked around to see some giant pink gummy flesh greeted her, surrounding a deep dark hole that led to a different kind of chamber.

As Ginny realised she was standing in the mouth of a giant snake, she let out a sharp gasp.At that moment, the basilisk suddenly lurched forward, causing her to fall forward onto its tongue and lower jaw. With a loud snap the basilisk shut its jaw on her, trapping Ginny to her grim fate. From inside, she heard the muffled yet mirthless laugh of Tom Riddle, as the basilisk raised its head up and slowly tipped it back.Ginny felt gravity beckoning her down the giant throat, but she furiously struggled to save herself. She backed up its mouth as fast as she could, her head still facing the fearsome hole. But the slope was getting steeper, and Ginny outstretched her arms in front of her but she couldn't stop as she slid down towards her fate.The giant snake lurched its head back, sharply raising it to vertically point up. This caught Ginny off guard, and suddenly she was in midair, finally falling into the throat of the monster. She was done for now.

Wintv v8.5 activation code crack. She tried to spread out her arms to stop herself but her arms couldn't reach the walls of flesh, so she tumbled down and down headfirst into her gloomy prison.Ginny screamed in terror as she fell, until finally the insides of the snake grew tight enough for her to touch the walls. She tried to spread out and grab the walls to brace herself. She felt cold slimy flesh as her desperate plan was put into action. For a brief moment, her body spread out like a star, it worked. She stopped moving. Blinking back tears, Ginny heaved a sigh of relief. But it was not to last.The basilisk was on to her, and all it took to stop this nonsense was a single gulp.

At the top of it's throat, the 'walls' closed in tightly, then ran down its body with alarming speed. As it reached Ginny, the walls she was braced against expanded in anticipation of the incoming pressure. She was suspended briefly, then the walls tightened on her, the gulp catching and embracing her, carrying Ginny down the rest of the snake fast.With one last scream, the girl was gulped down into the cold tight stomach of a basilisk. It was like a cave with digestive fluids, and the young girl fell straight into a pond of them. Ginny didn't last a day inside it. She was quickly yet painfully melted, dissolved and digested, and Riddle took note of the basilisk's delight. He would have to feed girls to it more often, something entirely doable now that Lord Voldemort was back.The Prisoner of Azkaban:HermioneHow did this happen?

They'd been about to turn over Peter Pettigrew and save Harry's godfather. But now Professor Lupin was a werewolf, Pettigrew had escaped and worst of all, Hermione had gotten seperated from the others.She'd been chasing after Harry who was chasing after Lupin who was chasing after Sirius. Now she was lost, alone and very afraid. This particular night was very cold and very foggy; Hermione had no idea where she was.

She decided to hope for the best and head back to castle. There was nothing more she could do.Just then there was a soft crack. Hermione turned around to see a shadowy figure approaching her.

Her first thought was Harry, but she saw the figure was too large. She faintly hoped it was Professor Snape or Buckbeak the hippogrif, but of course she didn't have such luck. The figure stepped forward, and Hermione gasped with fright. It was werewolf Lupin.She should have ran. She should turned and ran there and then. Running would have been the smart thing to do, but Hermione didn't do it. Instead she approached him gently, cautiously calling his name.

Why she did this is a mystery. She knew perfectly well that werewolves lost their minds and would even attack their best friends upon transformation.

Yet still she seemed to think she could reach out to Remus Lupin, showing her heart was bigger than her mind.Sadly this does not counter cold logic, and Professor Lupin was naught more than a beast for the entire night. A beast that desired food. Food that was walking right up to him with its hand outstreched. Lupin licked his lips. His food had a very pretty face, and it was common werewolf knowledge that the soft skin of young girls was the tastiest of all.Hermione had almost reached him now. She could see him examining her, but she chose to believe he was recognising her rather than sizing up her meat.

Once more she softly spoke his name and reached out to pet him. The next thing she knew, the werewolf had replaced her arm.He'd lunged forward, maw open, and moved his head right into her arm, which was now in his mouth and being licked by his tongue. His mouth went right up to his prey's shoulder, where he gently bit down to hold her in place. He wasn't about to lose such a succulent meal. Now that he was close he took a big sniff of the girl.

Mmm, she was going to be delicious.Hermione was shocked, Professor Lupin was biting down on her arm. She could feel the inside of his throat with her hand, which made him murmer happily. He wanted to eat her. Hermione was scared he was going to bite off her arm, but for now he sniffed her hungrily. She then remembered her wand. She went to reach for it when suddenly Lupin grabbed her arm and waist with his claws and hoisted her in the air.The werewolf's mouth was much bigger close up. He opened it wide now to fit his prey's head into his mouth.

All the while it licked her pretty face and sucked on her tasty body. His claws ripped at her clothes in order to get at the tasty flesh beneath. With that, the werewolf pushed her down to be swallowed.Hermione was terrified now. Her wand had fallen out of her pocket while she was effortlessly lifted into his mouth, and now her head was completely enveloped in the werewolf's throat. She could feel his tongue running over her as she continued to slide into his belly, it was extremely creepy and uncomfortable. She screamed desperately, her legs kicking wildly as her torso entered his mouth. He chewed and sucked softly on her the further she went.

It was a painful and disgusting feeling.The werewolf had now half swallowed her. Only her waist and long legs remained. The werewolf pulled her in by pushing on her butt, followed by tipping his head back to let gravity do the rest. Slowly, but with much resistance, the legs went down and disappeared into his mouth. It was time to finish his scrumptious meal. He gulped down the last of this girl and swallowed her down into his belly.Hermione came to a halt at last.

Cut, chewed and almost violated, she stopped moving in the tight cramped space of a werewolf's stomach. Just as she passed out in the airless space, she accepted sadly that she had been devoured and would soon be nothing more than Lupin's nutrition.Which is exactly what she became. When Lupin came to his senses he noticed the huge bulge in his belly and feared the worst. But there was nothing he could do about it. He resigned the next day and left. Besides, even if there was a chance to save her, she was far too delicious.GinnyGinny had never seen such a marvelous view before.

Flying atop a hippogrif showed her such wonderful sights of the Hogwarts grounds, she was glad she got the chance to ride one. She would need to thank Professor Hagrid later.Soon the hippogrif landed in the forest clearing - the wrong one. Ginny was confused. This isn't where the class had been held. Despite this she got off the hippogrif and took a few steps. She didn't recognise any of this.

She turned to the hippogrif.' Come on,' she said to it as she approached. 'We have to get back to Hagrid and the class.' The hippogrif didn't react.

It just watched her darkly. Ginny was getting nervous. She tried bowing, watching to see if it would bow back. It didn't, instead it took a step towards her.

With a quick gasp of fright Ginny bowed as deep as she could and lowered her gaze to the ground.At once she was snapped up. The hungry hungry hippogrif dashed forward and engulfed the top half of her body in its mouth. Ginny had not been expecting this, and didn't know what to do. Was it really going to eat her?

Hagrid didn't say hippogrifs could eat humans, but then he didn't say they couldn't either. Come to think of it, her hippogrif was a bit bigger than the others. Perhaps this was an oddity.Whatever the case, Ginny was frightened. She didn't want to be eaten, not in her second year of Hogwarts, not like this. The inside of the hippogrif was damp and smelly, she didn't want to go there.

Ginny started to cry and kick, trying to break out of the big beak's grip.The hippogrif then jerked back and released her. Ginny felt glorious relief as she was let out into fresh air.

She'd been thrown up into the air though, and she was now aware that she was falling from quite a height. She quickly tucked herself into a ball to roll off the impact when she landed. Except she didn't land.The hippogrif was waiting, facing her decent with it's beak wide open. The curled up Ginny fell straight into the welcoming maw.

There was a second while the creature gagged a couple of times in order to fit the food through it's mouth. But it was smooth sailing from there, so it gulped down and swallowed it's little round snack.Ginny was horrified to find herself in the small tight conditions of a hippogrif's stomach. She realised what happened but didn't want to believe it. She screamed and struggled from within, but a hippogrifs stomach is tough. All her desperation did was speed up her digestion.The hippogrif returned alone, and everyone thought Ginny had fallen off while riding it. Nobody found out the tragic truth, just as nobody ever found Ginny.The Goblet of Fire:HermioneShe had to see the dragons, if there was anything she could find out that might help Harry, she had to try.

She needed to get in, observe the dragons from a safe distance and make notes of any potential weaknesses.Hermione Granger was soon to learn that there's no such thing as a safe distance when it comes to dragons.She made it to the cages easily enough. They weren't guarded very heavily because the huge batch of warning signs were guard enough.

Who would sneak into a dragon cage? The answer came from the plucky girl who was approaching the cages with extreme caution.She could see all the heavy reinforced bars that kept the dragons at bay from where she was so for now she remained stationary. She counted three cages, which were themselves inside a huge cage to house them all.

Hermione had snuck into this large cage in order to get close enough. She assumed it was extra security, in case any of the dragons broke free.

If that was the case, she wasn't far from the exit. She was safe enough.What Hermione didn't know was that the smaller cages didn't exist to help keep the dragons in. They existed to keep the fourth dragon, the Hungarian Horntail, out. The bars were for their protection, not imprisonment. Poor Hermione didn't have this fortune. She'd assumed the fourth dragon was being housed seperately. She never would have guessed it was right behind her.In the dark the dragon had gone unnoticed.

Its black scales blending in to the night. But it could smell this very flavoursome girl, and it prowled towards her with the intention of making her a midnight snack. She had her back to him, busy watching the other dragons. Even though she smelled delicious already, the dragon decided to go for a taste.Hermione was taking notes when a rotten smokey smell filled her lungs. She started coughing rapidly, but was interrupted when something wet and slimey ran up her cheek. She turned around and her eyes widened in shock to see a very large dragon standing over her. It withdrew its tongue and took one more smell before opening its mouth.

Hermione saw the flames at the back of its throat, where she'd soon be going, and tried to scream. She didn't make it.Dragons, having the ability to breath fire, are very heated creatures. Thus, they prefer a very heated diet and live in very heated places, like volcanoes. When their food is not warm enough, they use their fire to heat it up. None are more skilled at heating than dragons, who have an excellent control over the intensity of their flames: From easy grill to incineration.In this case, the Horntail only wanted to roast this girl alive. So he exhumed a burst of flames on her that lasted for about half a minute. When he was done, she was smoking hot.

Her skin was hard and crispy in places, her insides melted to the state of bubbling juices and her pretty eyes now just a creamy liquid running down her face, which was still in a look of absolute terror.The dragon carefully opened its mouth, moved it over his food and snapped her up into his mouth. He chewed into the girl, chomping her up with many crunches and munches and slurps and gulps. He savoured her roasted body's wonderful taste, enjoying every bite and every chew as he grinded her up into pure flavour and swallowed her down. She really made a good meal, and with one more gulp she was fully devoured to be digested.There was a sound and the dragon turned to see another girl, who was known as Cho Chang, sneaking into the cage with the same intentions as the first girl, except she wanted to help contestant Cedric Diggory. None of this mattered to the dragon, who just licked his lips.Seconds!GinnyMadame Maxime had been royally offended.

It is true that she was a half-giant, but she was not comfortable with the fact that Hagrid had assumed so that easily. She was in a mood, a mood that warned all students of Beauxbatons to avoid her at all costs. Unexperienced Hogwarts students however, were quite unaware of this. So it was a shame that one happened to be travelling alone in the grounds while Maxime was in a rage.

Her name was Ginny Weasley, a pretty, young, ginger-haired girl whose only crime was attempting to be courteous.' Good evening Madame Maxime,' she said politely.' Ow dare you!' Maxime screeched.

'You wretched little pig! Leave me alone at once!' A Beauxbaton would have scampered off immediately. However, Ginny had been quite offended and wanted to get her word in.'

That isn't fair, I was only trying to be nice! I'm sorry, but-'NO YOU'RE NOT!! NO YOU'RE NOT!!'

Maxime's blood was boiling. She wasn't going to take more of this. Ginny was bravely trying to hold her ground but Maxime was furious beyond consolation.

There was nobody to calm her down, just this arrogant stranger who had the gall to talk back to her.Within Maxime awoke a beastly instinct. Her giant blood was stirring, twisting her mind into one setting: Primal rage. Ginny was now thinking it was a bad idea to hang around, seeing she was only making things worse. But it was too late. The two of them were alone in the half-light of the evening, even the castle was out of sight and a malicious urge was building in Maxime's mind.She marched up to the girl and clamped a hand over her mouth. Due to Maxime's size, she wrapped her hand around the entire lower half of Ginny's head.

Ginny's eyes widened in shock and she desperately tried to pry Maxime free. Maxime ignored her pitiful struggles and lifted her into the air, legs kicking, with one hand.Ginny couldn't breath, her efforts grew more desperate as she fought for breath. Maxime's mind looked over the struggling female human and a new idea popped into her head. She raised her other hand and struck Ginny hard on the head. The girl fell to the ground motionless. Maxime stroked her body testingly, squeezing some areas as what was once mad impulse evolved into evil scheming.

What was 'kill the girl' now became 'eat the girl.' Maxime went for it. She cast a spell to check, and nobody was around for at least a mile. How fortunate. She undressed the Hogwarts girl until she was completely nude and cast a vanishing spell on her discarded tasteless clothes. She licked her lips as well as the girl for a quick taste, certain this was a good idea.

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With a wave of her wand, the naked ginger-haired girl floated into the air in a standing position above Maxime.Being a half-giant, Maxime's mouth was of course larger than the average persons. So it was with comfortable ease that she fitted this girl's feet into her jaw. She licked the sweet soft soles of the girl's feet, not caring if it made her stir, as she slowly engulfed her ankles and her shins.

Maxime took great pleasure in the whole process, reaching up the girl's legs and clinging to her thighs, pulling her tasty body further into Maxime's hungry void. Her soft skin, her juicy flesh, she was more than satisfying. But Maxime wanted more than pleasure.Maxime discarded the magic and started pulling Ginny in with her own hands. She stuffed the poor girl down her throat most violently, groping and slurping her up and down as she did so. The girl was lush and tasty, a real delight to devour.

Maxime reached her juicy chest and shook the girl about as she swallowed her further with much delight.It was the shoulders that proved most difficult to fit in her mouth. By this point Ginny was almost awake, so Maxime worked fast. She slipped the tasty girl's arms into her mouth and sucked as hard as she could. Ginny's arms were practically absorbed by the huge woman and while it was a squeeze, they provided just the leverage needed to pop her shoulders into her mouth.

Only her head was sticking out, and it was here that Ginny woke up.It was a scary feeling to wake up with your entire body from the neck down unable to move in a cold, wet, sticky condition with tight pressure squeezing your entire body to the point it's painful while evoking pleasure from the creature that holds you in this condition. But that's what Ginny felt.It was also now that Madame Maxime snapped out of her madness and calmed down. She was almost as confused as Ginny, except she was partially aware of what she'd been thinking. Now she was left with a dilemma: She could let the girl out, clean her, redress her and perform a memory charm to cover the whole thing up. Or she could finish what she started and feign innocence to the matter of the girl's disappearence.Ginny's scream was cut short as Maxime covered her mouth.

What should she do? Maxime felt sorry for the girl and knew this was wrong, yet she tasted so good, and her squirming was raising up the wonderful taste. Regardless, she should spare her life and put this behind her. But Maxime wasn't very skilled at memory charms and it's not like it would happen again. Besides, Maxime didn't know this girl. She was just some Hogwarts student who went missing one day.

Deep down, she didn't really care.She allowed herself a moment to stroke the girl's face, slightly relaxing her for a moment. Then she gulped and pulled her head entirely into Maxime's mouth.

For a second, Ginny's whimpering face filled Maxime's open jaw, a face within a face. Then Maxime shut her mouth and swallowed, sucking Ginny down her throat and forever hiding her from view. Ginny was squashed down Maxime's throat and plopped down into her belly.Maxime felt bad, but as long as she was careful, nobody would need to know anything. She went away to lay low while the girl was digested. Maxime toyed with her tummy as she did. The girl was still squirming. Maxime found that very tasty.She found herself thinking she should do that more often.

With a smirk she remembered a certain school in France that had plenty of girls ripe for the picking. Suddenly Maxime couldn't wait to be home.FleurLost in the hedges, lost in a mazeWhere you can find yourself entering a crazeOf fear or fright or anger or pain.Down in the dark, with no sun or rainTo pick up your spirits. What nowDo you hear? Alone you were.

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HowThen are there sounds that aren't from you?Your moistured eyes blur thoughts on what to doAbout the oncoming intruder. You screamSharp and loud, but this is no dreamTo wake from secure and safe from harm.Too late! A flash subdues you to your alarm.A man appears, his blood eyes scareYou, but you cannot move. His nostrils flareAs he commits atrocities of contemptous lust.How much was he to do? How much mustHe have done to satisfy the spell?

He hadThe advantage of being forced to be bad.The man now abandons you. The roots wil do the rest.Wrapping themselves around your gifted chestAnd further around each individual breast,Then around your arms so tired and pale. SoonYour legs are enwrapped, now bare under the moon.Cold, against the heat of your body's exhausted useAre these vines that pervertedly stroke and abuseYour innocence. You weep as they reach the headWith a beautiful face that will before long be deadTo the world. With lovely long locks of golden hairWet with various forms of liquid, now thereIs naught left. All is entangled and trappedWith the entirety of your smooth body wrappedIn green.

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Without fabric you feel moreAlone than you ever did before.Time's up. You're ready. Down you go.Into the jaws of a beast down below.The wait is pain and the travel is roughBut the sorrow you suffer is more than enough.You think back, in your last, to when times were goodAnd when you were worth much more than plant food. Vore stories. 8 short stories and one poem featuring the girls of Harry Potter being eaten alive in various ways. Needless to say, these stories are of acquired taste and unsuitable for da kids.

It's not my fault if you're reading the wrong genre.Now this only goes as far as the Goblet of Fire, but I'll finish the series when I get around to it. For now, enjoy what I consider some of my finest writings. These stories mostly focused on soft vore but there is some hard vore in there too.The stories feature Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley as prey, but Fleur Delacour makes a guest appearence in a neat little poem. All girls are at their respective ages in each respective story.

I've never written poetry before, so this was fun to do, not to mention dark. Please share your thoughts.The predators range from a basilisk to a hippogrif to a half-giant. A lot of fun was had in just coming up with predators were none previously existed. Not to mention the stories I got to make up and the ways I dragged out the actual vore.So yeah, I love Harry Potter and I couldn't find much vore on the subject. So I made my own. That's about it.