Gravity Falls Vore Novels & Stories

Lysander’s hand was on her throat. "You were a useful tool," he whispered. "But the contract is up." "No," Vespera tried to scream. "No, I changed it! I fixed it!" "You can't fix gravity," Lysander laughed. His fingers opened. The drop. The sickening lurch of her stomach into her throat. The rush of air roaring like a train. The terrifying acceleration. She was falling. Falling toward the cold asphalt. Toward the end. And this time, there was no waking up.

She whispered, running her fingers up my arm. " I can't." " You can." She whispered and kissed me. She held my arms and wrapped it around her waist. " Lydia, stop." " She won't come back." She said and grinned. She picked the apple and sat down. ♥ZOE ♥ " We're vampires and we're enemies of sunlight." Zimora said in an evening gathering. It was boring because I wasn't concentrating. I've lost him. I've lost the man I love. Few years ago it would have been Aiden standing beside me, holding me close to him with his strong and calloused hand.

The lack of gravity made the penetration feel endless with every inch sliding in with no resistance, hitting so deep I felt it in my belly. “Fuuuuck!” I cried out, my head falling back as my tits bounced freely. “Your cock is so deep in zero-G… It’s hitting places no one else can reach!” Reyes groaned and started fucking me with long, powerful strokes, his hips driving into me as my body floated and rocked between his thrusts. Dr. Kane moved behind me, spreading my ass cheeks and pushing his cock into my already slick asshole. “Oh my god… both holes again!” I screamed, my voice echoing through the chamber. “Yes! Double-penetrate your Vessel! Stretch me wide open!”

Cross river The ground quaked as it opened up and trapped the vampires and then with just a successful squeeze of Efe's palms the ground crumbled together squeezing and crushing the vampires. Efe(earth bender) put on a smirk satisfied with what he just did with the creatures with red glowing eyes. Standing on a tall erected earthy pillar was where he easily eliminated them. "There are more of them you know?" a voice echoed from below. He looked down and saw someone he didn't know so he just thought he was among the vampires as he instantly jumped down forming strong earth legs as he intended to give a supporting gravitational force kick from above to the skull but instead fell into an open p

Zack screamed. The obsidian tower groaned. Huge segments of the hull slid back, revealing a central chamber that glowed with a sickening, raw light. "Elodie! Get out of there!" Victor turned toward the ship, but his feet felt like lead. The gravity suddenly spiked. Not light, but heavy. Ten times the Earth’s pull. Victor dropped to his knees, the lunar dust puffing up around his impact. He gasped, his lungs straining against the weight of his own ribs.

​A ward flares without warning. ​A sickening click echoes as Torin steps on a hidden pressure plate. The ground beneath him groans, tilting violently. A massive slab of stone shifts, turning the floor into a slick, steep slide leading straight toward a yawning chasm. The void below roars with rushing water and the haunting, echoed howls of wolves long dead. ​I slide, screaming as my boots lose traction.

"If the older thing calls... I can make it quiet forever. I can make the floor stop moving." "No, Leo," I whispered, my voice cracking. "You’ve spent enough." The ground buckled. A new fissure tore open fifty yards away—not a crack in the ice, but a wound in the bedrock. A crimson-black mist coiled out, a gravitational pull that made the Mercy wolves fall to their knees, their lungs failing as the air turned to lead.

The creature beneath him sensed Vivienne enter the chamber. Its body reacted instantly. Tentacles burst upward past Alexander’s shoulders and rushed toward her. Rows of hooked teeth opened inside the suckers as they closed the distance. Vivienne kept walking. One hand moved across the holographic interface. Gravity inversion. Localized amplification. Three hundred times pressure. The charging mass folded inward. Bone gave way first. Then flesh. The chamber shook softly. A red mist drifted across the air. For a brief moment, nothing moved. Chunks of tissue floated against the edge of the field surrounding her body, suspended there without touching her.

The ancient basalt ridge detached from the vertical face of the Great Divide with the deafening, earth-shattering roar of a dying titan. For a single, suspended fraction of a second, the crushing, artificial gravity well summoned by Counselor Vane’s silver staff paradoxically vanished, replaced by the terrifying, stomach-dropping absolute zero of a sheer freefall. The world dissolved into a chaotic, spinning maelstrom of blinding white snow, black shale, and chunks of ancient, blue glacial ice plummeting into the bottomless gorge.

“That doesn’t sound good.” “It is not.” “Then why are you so calm about it?” Nyxara studied her for a long moment. “Because it is not here for me.” Virelle’s stomach dropped. “It’s here for you.” The silver light surged. The ground trembled. The door behind Nyxara pulsed once, hard enough to send a shock through the entire space. Virelle staggered. The world fractured, the darkness split again, the silver veins collapsed inward, and suddenly she was falling, not through the air but through sensation. Sound slammed back into existence. She could hear voices and someone shouting her name, “Virelle—”