"This is the life." was not something Gary normally said to himself. It's not exactly easy for a guy like him to enjoy his life. I mean how would you feel if you were in your twenties and you were STILL A VIRGIN?!

That's not the half of it though, he used to have two male roommates who turned out to be gay(surprise surprise), and as a result, he got two new roommates who only made things worse for him. It's not that they were bad people or antyhing, it's just that both of them were girls, which didn't help his libido at all since he knew asking them out would just make things weird if they broke up. Of course, neither of them seemed the least bit interested in him, but still.

As for today though, Gary was able to bask in a single aspect in his life he had rarely enjoyed, solitude. Zii and Didi were out(and I guess Dillion, the guy who came back for Gary, moved out in between strips) leaving him all by himself to do what ever he wanted on this Saturday morning. It was eleven o'clock, and he had nothing better to do then to read through his comic collection.

Still, as Gary lied on his back and kept on reading an issue of Deadpool where he was using the whole issue to slaughter Joe Quesads, a new idea popped into Gary's head. Even alone, it seemed risky to him and he hadn't done it in a while, but it sounded like a much more 'enjoyable' way to spend his time.

As he pulled out his laptop from under his bed, his growingly dirty mind couldn't help but think about the only women in his life. Didi was without a doubt the nicest person in the world, a buxom blonde that had the biggest rack in Canada, but she never seemed interested in anyone, only caring for others very closely, which generally involved a hug that brought everyone close to her breasts. Heck, Gary wouldn't have been surprised if out of friendship she'd offer to sleep with him...hmmm.

Zii on the other hand was much harder to figure out. A punk chick who loved to have fun and was bisexual on top of that. In the time Gary had known her, she had kissed so many girls it could make him faint. Not to mention that with her job at the comic shop, although she loathed it, the outfits her boss made her wear made every guy coming back every day of the week. Gary would never forget how hot she was as Nekomimi. Again though, no interest in him what so ever, although her former lover Yuki did seem like an option to Gary.

Shaking his head free of the real world, Gary was now online and was already kicking himself for not doing this since god knows when.



Motoko’s mind was a blank as she slurped at Keitaro’s manhood, other then the though of how great he tasted and how naughty she felt with his cock in her mouth. She had him two thirds down her throat, squirming as she sucked his cock, it gave her a thrill she could never get from kendo. As she sucked, her stomach growled. It still waited to be filled, but it had to wait. Motoko wasn’t going to let Keitaro go until she was done and he was done.



A few minutes later, Mahoro was back to her fat form. She slurped loudly, sucking up a pair of legs. Her belly spilling out onto her lap even more as an unconscious you know who filled it.
Soon, her hunger was temporarily satisfied, and Mahoro licked her fingers, with a look of ecstasy on her face. Though she hated to admit it, there was one thing she liked about Ms. Shikijo.
"Tasty Tits.".



For Princess Peach, one second she was revealing in the absolute satisfaction of having her belly filled with yummy hedgehog and the next her body was wracked by an intense pleasure coming from her stomach. Her fingers sank into the blob like protrusion on her abdomen as her eyes rolled back and she dropped to her knees. This new feeling coursing through her was like nothing she had ever felt before. The pleasure was almost numbing as it grew inside her, opening ever pour on her body and making her cry out in rapture. Lost in the intense new feeling, Peach never noticed her belly start to recede back into her body or that Sonic’s struggles inside her stop.



"I missed this." Gary said. Among the many things Gary had hidden when it came to porn, his most guarded secret was his fetish of Vore. These stories alone were working very nicely and he even had a whole file of pics he hadn't even opened yet.

Even under threat of death he'd never tell anyone this. Out of all the fetishes out there, this one was by far one of the strangest. How could he even tell someone this if he wanted to? Well regardless, Gary forgot about what would never happened and just slipped a hand down his pants. However, a sudden jiggle of a door knob reminded him that even when home alone, you never want to not lock up, if you live with someone.

"DO NOT DISTURB! DO NOT DISTURB!"