“I’ve fucking had it. Every time I close my eyes I see him. The Columbine Mascot. There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to vore his sweet juicy ass. The feeling of him wriggling for his life inside of me gives me such delight. I don’t care what I have to do to make him mine. I’m so fucking hungry for his cummies. I can’t imagine what my life would be like if I had never met him. So bleak, so lonely, so desperate. One day he will be inside of me. Warm, wet, and pleading to get out. My tummy can’t bear another second without him in it. Give me my mascot, my sweet, juicy, tender mascot. I’d sacrifice my entire family chasing that relief. My life will never be the same. Not after meeting him.”

- Confessions of a Columbine Vore Cult Member

"I’ve never been to this school, but dear god. The Columbine High School Mascot has the fattest ass I’ve ever seen. I would kill to vore his sweet, juicy ass. Every day I walk by and dream of shrinking him done to the smallest size I can, and voring his tasty ass. god, it’s the only thing that I care about anymore. I left my wife because I don’t love her as much as I love the Columbine High School Mascot. Karen, if you see this, I don’t regret my choices."

- Columbine Vore Cult

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