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It wasn't smart to swallow all of that at once, Feiru felt his stomach groan with discontent. This bun will take a week to digest, squirming and kicking in there. God, It wont be easy. He'll spend a few nights groaning and horny. He almost hopes it never ends. Dialogue provided by Quiver!
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Messi rarely leaves a hunt unsatisfied– but today's catch is especially satisfying. Returning with a squirming belly, he'll be working off his catch for a few days. Those squirms and pained whimpers and thrashes will keep him entertained, for a while at least.
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Neptune has, once again, ended up in the coils of a starving snake. At least this time, the snake's tight coils snuff him out before he has to go through the agony of digestion. His ribs cave in on themselves as he lets out his last breath, the snake lining up his now limp body with his maw, ready to feast. Comm by thecruelseasons!
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Multi page flat color sequence for :IconSlickDratini: and milo_borb
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Another layer of fat on my gorgeous body >:3 Gift art for Fyrre. Hope you enjoy :3
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before dying, last thing the fox felt was pain in his asshole
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before dying, last thing the fox felt was pain in his asshole
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before dying, last thing the fox felt was pain in his asshole
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Craving for mustelids
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uh oh... someone got clogged up...
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Digi-Denied (Animation) Check out my SubscribeStar for more animations and exclusive content! https://subscribestar.adult/heymanand Millie downloads some suspicious software that lets Renamon invade her room. Unfortunately for Renamon, Millie is quite a lot more resourceful than her previous victims.
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Digest.tv Tryouts (Animation) Bonus ending with Sticks eating the judges up on my SubscribeStar: https://subscribestar.adult/heymanand 5 girls compete to be the next Digest.tv model in front of three harsh judges.
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awfully tight in there
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//vore Neptune's unlucky streak with giant snakes continues! After being tightly bound in a snake's coils, the serpent decides to make a meal of him. His chubby belly slides right down its gullet. It's not long until only his twitching talons are left outside the snake's maw. Comm by Ansta!
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From sources: Vore commission 3{ANIMATION} by Wi1 The last part of the adorable AyeJayKay commission❤️🔥❤️🔥 It was a pleasure to work with him:3 Character: Anubis lucario Dramatic_Wolf + Anto/ayejaykay Extra Links to the full video with sound: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/60051093/ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Grab 'n' go Life as a micro isn't easy: if you're not careful enough, a big cutie as dramatic_wolf can just snatch you away for good <3 An incredible animation I received by a new talented animator called wi1 on Furaffinity, please go give them a +watch and commission them 🥰 Original post: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/60051282/ Watch the HD video full animation here: https://drive.google.com/file/d/17DW0ZWPeNbHiLY35jyBAToc3TKcr84FX/view?usp=drivesdk Twitter X video post: https://x.com/frosty6781/status/1895546878311444713 Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/antojkwuff.bsky.social/post/3ljb657hah22x
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commission for shinraiyah! thank you ^^ ------------ pssst, my commissions are open right now! https://flophelia.ju.mp/ ------------ Feel free to repost my work! No modifying allowed, crediting required. ------------ ~~~~୨୧~~~~
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Feiru indulges on occasion for his soirees, but this evening he's selected a rather special feast. A subject he's had a hunger for, who will be the prince's first live prey. See the full story below: CW: Fatal, Digestion, Bondage, Bones story Leon had always known his place in the grand castle. A small, soft bunny, he had humbly tended to his duties as a servant to the royal family for most of his life. Though in title he was equal to the rest of the servants, he barely reached the waistline of most others, and was similarly beneath their gaze. As Leon rested against the cold stone walls of the kitchen corridors his ears perked up at the soft sound of murmurs and debate. He fumbled with his apron as he debated whether or not to investigate, they sounded like they were in a hurry, searching for someone… “–The little rabbit?” A soft voice ushered, “I didn’t even know we had a rabbit, are you sure he’s here?” Leon felt his heart pound a little, his hands gripping the fabric of his apron tighter. Had he done something wrong? He shifted a little closer to the source of the sound, peering down the corridor to see the faint glow of light from the kitchen. Hushed voices grew louder as a tall cat stepped out. “Out here you saw him?” He questioned, shifting his gaze from the kitchen to the hall. His eyes swept along the cold stone until they paused on the small white form resting against the wall. “I don’t see him any– “ Leon froze, ears folded back, tentatively frozen in place as he looked up at the cat. The feline’s expression softened as he rested his gaze on the rabbit, glancing back at the kitchen as he called out. “Never mind, he’s here!” “You were looking for me?” Leon asked tentatively, his ears slightly perked up at the cat’s softening gaze. He let his grip on his apron loosen as he stepped away from the wall, now more curious than anything. The cat strode over to him, a hand resting against the back of Leon’s head, as his back was too far down for the feline to reach easily, pushing the rabbit towards the kitchen. “Ah, Yeah, the prince has made a special request for this evening’s dinner.” The cat uttered as he hurriedly pushed Leon into the brightly lit kitchen. A few servants gathered around a larger chef, an imposing badger who was sautéing vegetables and handing out orders. “He asked for you by name, mentioned he wanted something special for his soiree.” The feline uttered with a subtle interest in his voice, sliding his clawed fingers through Leon’s locks absently, inspecting his other hand as he stood in the entryway, waiting for the chef’s acknowledgment. Prince Feiru, the enigmatic Zonai, had requested him personally. The mere thought sent a shiver through Leon’s fragile body, a mixture of fear and elation coiling in his belly. He had long admired the prince—his towering figure, Sleek dark fur along his body, the regal way he carried himself. There was a curious hunger in Feiru’s gaze, one that Leon had caught glimmers of in passing. Now, he would finally be devoured by it. “Ah there he is,” The chef sighed in relief, locking eyes with Leon for just a moment before adjusting his gaze upwards to the feline holding him steady. “Have him washed and prepped, the plating should be ready by the time you’re done.” The cat nodded and crouched down slightly, scooping Leon up in his arms with ease. The bunny kicked his legs in surprise, feeling the firm grasp of the cats claws holding him in his arms, as he was carried towards a prep sink. Leon felt his paws rest against the cold stainless steel of the counter as he was set down, the cat wasting no time in undoing the bunny’s apron and garments. Leon blushed as he tried to hide his face, reddening with embarrassment as a tightness grew in his pants. The cat brusquely pulled his clothes off, paying no mind to his obvious arousal. The rabbit trembled as he stood bare, shifting his legs and hiding his face. A flush warmth flooding his cheeks as the heat between his legs grew. The cat turned on the tap, grabbing Leon and holding him under the cold rushing water. He yelped at the sudden cold, his toes curled in as he twisted a bit in the arms of the disinterested feline lathering soap into the bunny’s fur. Working quickly as he prepared the entrée for his highness’s feast. Leon had been thoroughly washed, his fur dried and brushed to a delicate sheen as he stood shuddering on the cold steel table. The cat fussed over his coat as he snipped stray strands and groomed the freshly washed rabbit, sliding his claws once more along the delicate curls atop his head. He tutted to himself proudly, carrying Leon to a prep table and laying him down. The cat placed a hand over Leon’s waist, pinning his arms to his sides as he grabbed a silken cord and bound him tightly. The binds pressing into his fur as he lay on his back, watching the cat diligently secure his ankles together. Leon’s tail twitched as the feline flipped him over, a golden ribbon looped under his belly, tying it into a delicate bow around his waist. He felt himself scooped up one last time, delivered to an awaiting chef, just now adorning the platter with its finishing touches. His heart thundered in his chest as he was laid atop the silver platter, his body resting on a bed of soft, fragrant herbs and sautéed vegetables. The scent of rosemary and sage curled around him, mingling with the subtle tangy scent of a balsamic vinaigrette. His knees were tucked against his chest, ears folded back, gazing up at the proud badger as he lowered the cover atop him. Leon’s world went dark at the clatter of the silver cover. He felt the shift and sudden movement of the plate beneath him, the muffled tinny voices beyond his confinement. He waited there, heart pounding, body shuddering, trepidation building within him, as he was soundly delivered to the great hall. The heavy wooden doors of the grand dining hall swung open, and Leon’s world shifted with the movement of the platter beneath him. The soft rustle of herbs tickled his skin as the overwhelming scent of the feast filled his senses. The clatter of the silver cover being lifted was the first thing Leon registered as light flooded his world once more. His breath hitched as his vision adjusted, his eyes trailing up from the ornate golden trim of the platter to the towering form of Prince Feiru, who sat at the head of the grand dining table. The prince’s golden, piercing eyes roved over the trembling rabbit before him, his sleek fur catching the flickering candlelight in the dimly lit hall. The weight of his gaze pressed against Leon’s delicate frame like a vice, sending a shiver racing through his spine. He could hear the murmurs of the gathered nobles, their voices a mixture of intrigue and anticipation. Some whispered in hushed, delighted tones, while others chuckled, savoring the spectacle. Heat rose to Leon’s cheeks, his ears twitching as he squeezed his knees to his chest, utterly exposed for all to see. Feiru reached forward, his large hand cupping Leon’s chin with an unsettling gentleness. The rabbit’s breath caught in his throat as the prince tilted his face upward, forcing their gazes to meet. There was hunger in those golden eyes—not merely the kind that longed for a meal, but something deeper. “Leon,” Feiru purred, his voice a velvet caress that sent a fresh wave of heat rushing through the rabbit’s quivering body. “You look absolutely delicious.” Leon’s lips parted, a breathless whimper escaping before he could stop it. His body betrayed him, his fur bristling in anticipation despite the fear curling in his belly. He had long admired the prince, but to be here, offered so willingly, so completely, was beyond comprehension. His pulse roared in his ears as Feiru trailed a single finger down his bare chest, the sensation sending sparks across his sensitive skin. The prince wasted no time in claiming his prize. He grasped Leon’s bound form with ease, lifting him from the platter as if he weighed nothing at all. The nobles gasped in delight as Feiru adjusted his grip, cradling the trembling rabbit against his chest. Leon’s breath stuttered as the prince shifted, moving his snout down, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. He inhaled deeply, savoring the intoxicating mix of fear and excitement radiating from him. Leon gasped as Feiru lifted him slowly, lips trailing along the rabbit’s bare form as it slipped by, a light pause and exhale over Leon’s cock, before trailing down to his paws. He could barely think, barely breathe, as the prince’s maw parted. He felt the warm, damp breath against his fur first, a rush of heat that sent his heart hammering against his ribs. Then, with agonizing slowness, Feiru began to take him in, his soft lips parting around Leon’s paws. The sensation was immediate and overwhelming. A slick warmth enveloped his toes, his ankles, creeping higher as the prince guided him deeper into his waiting maw. A whimper escaped Leon’s lips as his paws pressed against the slick surface of Feiru’s tongue, his fur dampening with saliva. The sensation was unbearable—wet, hot, and intimate. His bound legs slid further in, his thighs brushing against the prince’s teeth. The nobles whispered eagerly, their eyes gleaming as they watched the spectacle unfold. Leon’s breath came in shallow gasps, his fingers curling into fists against his bound sides as Feiru took him in further. The pressure around his legs increased as the prince’s powerful throat flexed, drawing him deeper. His fur clung to the slick warmth, the wet muscle beneath him shifting, molding around his form. His knees vanished past those velvet lips, his waist soon to follow. Leon’s ears folded back, his body shuddering with helpless anticipation. He was being devoured before a captivated audience, reduced to nothing more than a decadent indulgence for the prince. And yet, beneath the fear, a forbidden thrill coiled deep within him. Feiru’s tongue curled around his stomach, tasting him, savoring him. The prince let out a pleased hum, the vibration reverberating through Leon’s very core. His chest burned with a mixture of shame and pleasure as his bound arms pressed tighter against his sides. He was sinking deeper, past the point of no return, his body claimed entirely by the prince’s ravenous maw. Feiru slowed his pace, pausing just before swallowing Leon completely. With a deliberate motion, he opened his mouth wide, tilting his head back so that the assembled guests could admire the sight. The flickering candlelight illuminated the dark cavern of his throat, the glistening flesh flexing around the helpless rabbit. Leon, bound and trembling, had one last glimpse of the outside world—an audience of delighted nobles watching in fascination, their expressions a mixture of awe and amusement. The moment stretched, unbearably intimate, before Feiru’s throat flexed once more, sealing Leon’s fate. With a final, languid swallow, he sent the rabbit down the smooth, undulating tunnel, the slick warmth surrounding him entirely. Leon’s form disappeared past the prince’s lips, the last traces of his presence vanishing as Feiru’s throat bulged slightly, before settling once more. The rabbit’s form squeezed down the prince’s esophagus, slipping beneath his ribs and settling as a slight bulge in his abdomen. Feiru exhaled contentedly, licking his lips as he reclined in his seat, one hand resting against his stomach. He let out a pleased sigh, his eyes half-lidded with satisfaction as murmurs of approval rippled through the hall. The Prince lifted his glass of wine and took a delicate sip, savoring the languishing flavor on his tongue. Leon found himself curled impossibly tight within the vile depths of Feiru’s stomach. The chamber was suffocating, a steaming pit of sludge and fermenting slop. The thick, gluey mixture clung to his fur, a noxious blend of half-digested breads, pulped fruit, and fibrous vegetation that reeked of acrid digestion. The walls surrounding him flexed and kneaded, pushing him deeper into the undulating mess, his bindings pressing into his form, making even the smallest movements impossible. A fresh deluge poured in, wine cascading over him in a rush, the alcoholic stupor mixing with the rancid heat of the chamber. Chunks of vegetables and herbs followed, remnants of the prince’s indulgence, forcing Leon further into the foul morass. He gagged, his breath hitching as the space grew tighter, more oppressive, the relentless kneading of Feiru’s digestive tract beginning its slow, inevitable work. He could do nothing but endure, feeling himself sink into the thick slurry, the warmth enveloping him, soaking him in the prince’s indulgence. The outside world was a distant memory as he waited, trembling, for the slow, methodical process of digestion to claim him over the coming days. The fullness was immediate and overwhelming, a deep, heavy weight settling in his gut. Feiru leaned back in his chair, absently tracing his fingers over the faint, rounded bulge beneath his sleek fur. He could still feel the subtle movements within, the slight shifts as Leon settled inside him, bound and helpless. The sensation was exquisite—a slow, lingering pleasure that coiled through his body. Though satisfied, he could feel the weight lingering, a tight fullness that refused to wane. His body worked sluggishly, the meal too substantial to simply vanish into his depths with ease. It would take time—days, even—but that only added to the indulgence. The slow, gradual claiming of his prize. As the feast continued around him, Feiru remained the center of attention, nobles eager to ask about his meal, to revel in the spectacle of the prince who had devoured one of his own. He entertained their curiosities with a smirk, offering teasing remarks about Leon’s taste, his texture, the delightful way he had trembled. He described the feeling of swallowing him whole, the satisfaction of consuming something so delicate, so eager. The guests delightedly shared their joy at watching the rabbit’s face disappear past the slick muscles of the prince’s throat. Relishing the momentous occasion, his highness’s first live feast. The festivities trailed on as Feiru excused himself to his chambers, feeling the weight of his indulgence creep over him. Feiru strode through the dimly lit corridors, the lingering echoes of the evening’s festivities fading behind him. The weight in his belly made each step deliberate, a slow, indulgent pace as he relished the fullness that remained. His hand idly traced over the curve of his stomach, feeling the subtle, restless twitches beneath his palm—an occasional shift, faint and weak, but still present. By the time he reached his grand, silk-draped bed, the prince exhaled a sigh of satisfaction, reclining against the plush pillows as he stretched out with lazy contentment. The room was quiet, save for the occasional crackle of the fireplace, its warm glow casting flickering shadows along the walls. Feiru’s fingers trailed absently over his midsection, pressing lightly, eliciting a barely perceptible reaction from deep within. His golden eyes gleamed as he felt it—a faint tremor, a slow curl of movement as Leon stirred, bound and helpless in the thick, suffocating heat of his stomach. A smirk slipped across Feiru’s lips as he kneaded the softened curve, feeling the stray twitch of a limb, the sluggish, instinctive protest against the inevitable. “Still holding on?” he murmured, his voice a low, pleased rumble. There was no response beyond the quiet gurgle of his stomach, the steady churn beginning its patient, inexorable work. The fullness was intoxicating, a slow-burning pleasure that lulled him into a deep, languid calm. He shifted, allowing the weight to settle more comfortably against the mattress, one arm draped possessively over his stomach as if to cradle the meal within. Leon’s struggles were little more than feeble, involuntary motions now, barely noticeable beneath the layers of firm muscle and sleek fur. Feiru let out a breath of amusement, giving one last, idle press to his stomach before allowing his eyes to drift shut. With a final, satisfied hum, the prince relaxed into his downy sheets, a low gurgle emanating from deep within his stomach. He felt his meal thrash and twitch as his gut clenched in, a faintly audible squeak and groan sounding from beneath his fur as the air was forced up his gullet. BUUURRrrroooorrRRRUUUP Feiru sighed with satisfaction, savoring the last lingering taste of his meal as he licked his lips and settled into sleep. The warmth of his meal nestled deep inside him, where it would remain until nothing was left but the memory of indulgence. Leon struggled to keep his snout above the shifting level of chyme and slop around him. He felt the slowed deliberate breaths of the prince, his head foggy and his body sore as he fought for every ragged gasp of sulfurous fumes. His bindings bit into him, a raw soreness building from where the cords squeezed in on his flesh. The delicate ribbon wrapped around his waist had long since unraveled, now just another tangled strand, wine stained and soaked in the churning slop of stomach contents. Leon tried to shift in place, a burning numbness spreading across his limbs, his head foggy and thoughts blurred, as he struggled to salvage his senses, an instinctual drive to survive, fighting against his deep seated need to be melded into a homogenous slop with the rest of the prince’s stomach contents. The dull throbbing pulsing between his legs, a roaring reminder of his shameful desire, even as his life was sapped away by the kneading muscular folds of Feiru’s stomach. He felt himself drift in and out of consciousness, the occasional slosh and shift of gluey chyme around him moving with the prince’s activity. The faint pressing of a hand against the outer walls stirring Leon from his stupor. More food occasionally squeezed in, chewed up slop and soggy chunks of bread slathering his slimy fur. Leon’s joints ached, his body sore, life almost completely drained as his soft form began to meld and mold into whatever shape the stomach contracted into. Leon exhaled, his legs shuddering, final twitches of life pulsing through him as he gave in to the prince’s stomach. The last of his form a softened pulpy mass of meat and bones being thoroughly churned in zonai guts. Feiru sat in his study, languidly reclining in his chair as he read, before being interrupted by a sudden nauseating urge. He felt his stomach churn, a discomforting gurgle and groan from deep within. The last remnants of indigestible material pushing back up his gullet. He hurriedly dropped his book and leaned over a flowerbed along the wall, his arms shaking as trails of saliva poured into the mulch and dirt with every heave. He felt his stomach contract, his throat bulge, chyme pouring from his maw as a bundled mass of twine and bones worked its way up. He coughed and hacked as his back hunched, feeling the firm mass tumble over his tongue. A dangling tangle of matted fur, stray bones, and singed cord still partially hanging from his open maw, another knot snagged in his gullet. Dripping slime beaded across the bones, a slimy sheen coating the viscera in a foul pearlescence. Feiru grasped the slick rope, his fingers sliding over the frayed strands, a gooey mucous slathering his palm as he pulled. He felt the tugging sensation in his gullet, the last remnants of his feast a few days prior finally working their way over his tongue. He gasped as the end of the rope finally slid up his esophagus with a long SHHlluuurrrrp. Feiru dropped the rope in the flowerbed with the rest of the drying puke, slimy shimmering bones letting off a light steam as they settled. The prince stood and gathered himself, wiping remnants of chyme and slime from his shirt, heading into the hall to grab the nearest servant to clean up the remains. He patted his stomach and slid his fingers over the soft fur, giving it a gentle squeeze. The warmth radiating through his fingers as he retreated to his chambers. His indulgence finally processed. Leon was always his favorite servant, a delicate thing, now finally where he belonged– as a soft layer of adipose along his royal highness’ waistline. Like my writing and want to see more? some of my other artworks have exclusive stories for members of my patreon at full size or king size tiers, check it out! https://www.patreon.com/c/crunchy_kitkat
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Ottery Cock Vore Part 1 ToricEidolon was the lucky winner of this super sexy YCH! He is am AMAZING commissioner!! Easily one of the best I have ever worked with! So, here we have officer Ben, relaxing the precinct showers. Lookie what he caught! A soft little someone to enjoy. Who wants to see what happens next? :) LOOK AND SEE!!
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Another satisfied couple <3
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Part 1 of a YCH series
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Because someone asked me about POV with Cylindria. And yes, this one done in Cycles, because i REALLY love how realistic Cycles do internal shots, much better when EEVEE. But outside scenes much faster in EEVEE... Don’t forget support me!: https://boosty.to/zapor You also can join to my Discord and Telegram!: https://discord.gg/zVJqZ29 https://t.me/creative_zapor
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CW:ANAL VORE Loona wanted to record a funny vid for her followers... Luckily Rory knows how to make it real funny. :)
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he was very "walking" and stupid before, but my stomach will fix him and change him, be sure~
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-ˋˏ boidbwain.art ˎˊ-
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You know what they say… make a snake a fire and you’ll keep him warm for the day, slurp a snake up your pussy like a noodle before squeezing him as gal juice and he’ll be warm for the rest of his (short) life. Apparently, Sam had a date with death all this time, and Zniw just helped him dress up as a skeleton for it.
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You know what they say… make a snake a fire and you’ll keep him warm for the day, slurp a snake up your pussy like a noodle before squeezing him as gal juice and he’ll be warm for the rest of his (short) life.
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Like a noodle, Sam is slurped up into Zniw's hungry womb.
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Sam the Snake in the game is trying to get to a date with another snake on time… here he’s instead having a date with Zniw’s tight depths. Clearly an improvement.
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Ahhh. I see you thought you could comb the depths for riches and plunder? Not the first time it has happened. And it certainly won;t be the last, however for YOU, I suggest you get cozy.. You may be here a while yet~ Yes, I DO do the VORE thing >:) Support the Artist ---> https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59774231/ Art by lil_skrill Saybin the fed derg is Saybin Iacere Please do not repost
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Acrid - Ravenous Swallow Seems like Acrid got a new skill to his loadout, he likes it ✨ If you like my work, you can support me on my Patreon! I really appreciate all the help! Thank you so much! <3 https://patreon.com/nagifur Thank you all so much <3 Meow!
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HOORAY, is finally done. it was a very difficult and long work that i did. however i am surprised that i reached the limit of layers and could not make more frames. but still i was able to do it. I hope you enjoy the mini animation. and.... REMEMBER: Plants can eat too~
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It's nice to be looked after and the more servants there are, the more food~ you can see for yourself^^
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Vroka was always eager to make more kids, though I don’t think she was ever planning on being the sperm instead of the mother. Of course, with the Jackal pregnant and his sister nothing but a cumstain on the floor, Volisian better get ready for the final, as he might just meet his strongest opponent yet! Oh, and it looks like Volisian only managed to pump half of his sisters remains into that fat ass, having to let the rest splatter to the floor. Maybe it was for the best, as the Jackal is clearly having some trouble pushing that skull from her womb.
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Vroka was always eager to make more kids, though I don’t think she was ever planning on being the sperm instead of the mother. Of course, with the Jackal pregnant and his sister nothing but a cumstain on the floor, Volisian better get ready for the final, as he might just meet his strongest opponent yet!
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And thus Vroka ends up as nothing but spunk, her long life of victories, unique experiences and memories all disappearing as her little brother pump her remains into a hungry Jackal womb. But that how it is, a grand warlord fated to be nothing but cream in the end. Now with… um… a lot more bones than just a skull, I guess? Vroka was right in a way, those balls weren’t strong enough to digest her completely, leaving most of her skeleton intact.
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And thus Vroka ends up as nothing but spunk, her long life of victories, unique experiences and memories all disappearing as her little brother pump her remains into a hungry Jackal womb. But that how it is, a grand warlord fated to be nothing but cream in the end.
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And there goes Volisian, nothing more that fat on his sister’s thighs… wait… that’s not right. Looks like Vroka fell for her brother’s trap, and got enthralled by his magic. While showing her just what she wants to see, Volisian has already started consuming his dear sister in another way… Now with more skulls than before.
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And there goes Volisian, nothing more that fat on his sister’s thighs… wait… that’s not right. Looks like Vroka fell for her brother’s trap, and got enthralled by his magic. While showing her just what she wants to see, Volisian has already started consuming his dear sister in another way…
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Caught Sneaking In 💖 Somni caught you sneaking into her room... getting caught while you are small is never good. You were promised to be let out, but unfortunately they fell asleep and seemingly forgot about you, oops. Tiny character belongs to @/softboi ! This was a YCH on my Patreon! Patrons have a chance to be included in my drawings!~ https://www.patreon.com/nagifur Thank you all so much for the support!💖
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The unfortunate misadventures of Pinsel I LOVE my predators! Vora Planet is full of these admirably rude and constantly hungry hunks. But in order to be able to interact with them just a bit better… I just needed a prey Fursona! A character I can identify with/ take over, whenever I want a specific male to devour me! And so I created him: Pinsel! He is a caracal… conveniently. But as you can see despite that, he is absolute twink material! He is the kind of guy a predator sees and immediately switches into anger-sex mode because Pinsel is unbearably cute/hot/delicious. So Pinsels first little misadventure on Vore Planet goes like this: Story His head hurts and his vision is blurry, at the young caracal awakes from blackness. Confused and lost he scratches his head. He is completely naked, laying on the floor. As he starts to come to his mind he realizes that he is not alone. A couple of men are with him. “What happened? W-where am I?” He asked with a stifled voice. “Shut up man! Don’t make a sound!!” Did someone viciously hiss back at him in a suppressed voice. The response added to the caracals confusion. After a few moments he realized that the room, he and the other men are in is enormous… In the distance he can see mundane objects -shelves, chairs, vases in immense size. “Woha! What is this place?” The caracal shouted with a voice full of fascination, and a childish curiosity. “S-S-SomeONE S-SHUT the C-cccat UP alrEADY? He´s gonna get us killed!” “oh fuck, here they come!” A gigantic door opens in the distance and two figures enter. As Pinsel was blinded by the light coming through the door he could only make out enormous silhouettes. “We are honoured to count you among my customers young master! Please help yourself, this batch of slaves has just arrived and they are of the most satisfactory quality, as you will be able to taste! Go ahead, have a taste. The first one is for free!!!” As the rat accompanied by a large, muscular leopard approached the group of tiny men, Pinsel slowly realized. HE was tiny! Shrunken! And his misbehaving companions are as well shrunken! They are the “slaves” the rat has been praising. And it seems… they are ment to be food for the leopard! “W-Wait, what are thy talking about? What’s going on here?” Pinsel asked again. “Just be quiet blackear! Bow down and hope that the macro wont spot you. Don’t draw any attention, or you’ll end up as a pile of shit!” Pinsel understood. He had been abducted, shrunk and now he’s being sold to a master. But it seems he will have no other purpose to serve then to be his masters food. The leopard looks down at the group of tiny men. His face shows no sign of empathy or sympathy… he sees the shrunken men as bugs, treats, nothing but disposable morsels. Casually he reaches down to catch one of the micros. Pinsels heard almost stopped beating as he thought the giant paw was moving towards him, but the Panther decided to pick up the canine slave next to Pinsel. As his huge fingers held the tiny man firm and started to lift him with no effort, the canine screamed for his life. ”NO, PLEASE, DON’T!”. But little did the panther care. He lifted the tiny man upwards to his face, opened his mouth and had the man dangle above his gaping throat. Pinsel was petrified… The other men around him whined and howled in terror. They hid their tails in between their legs, as pitiful as these dogs can be. Pinsel on the other hand was in awe… That display of power, masculinity… The panther had a ridiculously muscular build. A body Pinsel had only ever seen in his dreams or in magazines. Perfectly shaped flesh, covered in silken, dark fur. Simply immaculate. The scent of that man was only the cherry on the cake as it was strong, pungent, musky. The macro panther was in every way an Alpha! As Pinsel watched the micro fall into the giants mouth he was unable to catch his breath, his heard was pounding like never before. The panther slowly closed his mouth, ultimately suffocating the horrendous screams of his eaten victim. A wholesome and extremely satisfying “GLURP” jumped through the air as Pinsel could watch the macros throat move. He swallowed that man alive. Pinsels eyes followed the way of that poor sucker. He looked at the muscular gut of the giant. Then his eyes slowly went a bit lower… unctuously, unintentionally… Pinsel was now staring at that … massive bulge of the leopard male. My gosh… the fabric was dirty, stained. The fabric was also thin, barely covering the leopards manhood. Allowing Pinsel to fill in the details with his own mind. Pinsel was lost in his thoughts… confused by his feelings. Was he scared? He should be, that’s what his logic told him, that’s what society would expect him to be. But in truth he was curious… he was aflame of passion for this gigantic male! “GUYS! Look at this bullshit! That cat-freak there has a fucking boner!” One of the other slaves shouted, pointing at Pinsel. Pinsel came to his mind, he suddenly realized that his body was showing signs of sexual arousal. Damn, that was the most humiliating moment of his life! It felt so wrong to be aroused, it was so displaced, so awkward, against all social, ethnical, religious laws…. But jet, Pinsels member kept pulsating even harder. He was speechless and unable to move, completely overwhelmed by the whole situation. Ever since he woke up, he was not able to catch his breath at least once! “Look at this FREAK!” “He is getting off from watching us being eaten alive! I say, why don’t you eat him next, since he seems to like that!?” The group of canine micros quickly changed from a pile of scared, crying, frightened puppies into an angry mob. They overwhelmed Pinsel -who was not about to resist them- and held him in place, offering him to the macro. Pinsel was anything but embarrassed. “NO, I-I am so sorry!!! I swear I feel pity for your friend but my body is just out of control, I-I don’t know what’s going on!” The leopard was watching the scene with curiosity. His gaze was focused on Pinsel. Once a macro has taken interest in someone, it means certain death! Often, the most humiliating and hideous death. Pinsel knew he was in trouble but his penis stood proud, large, hard, radiating with heat and musk. He could even feel the heavy breathing of the canine captors who were still holding him in place. Some even dripped saliva onto his shoulder. But one dared to go any further as Pinsel was now property of the leopard. “Well… It seems you are one of these weird… how do they call them gain…. Homosexuals??!” “Your body is clearly exposing your intentions. Let me see if rumors are true about men like you.” The Leopard said. Then with a flick of his claw he undoes his loincloth. The filthy fabric slides down the leopards flesh, exposing his soft manhood. His penis is thick, his foreskin is slick and juicy, wrinkly. His balls are massive. Immediately a stream of overwhelming musk hits the group of micros like a bomb. The canines whined, backed off in fear. The feared, respected the superior male. Pinsel on the other hand was -despite no longer being held in place- still petrified. His whiskers moved towards the macros body. It felt as is every hair on his body… every cell within him, wanted to get closer to the giant man. He felt a consuming urge, a burning desire…. “Here… play with my cock, let me see if you can make me cum. If so… I might let you life.” The panther said with a sober voice, reaching his soft flesh towards Pinsel. Pinsel was speechless… for a short moment he looked into the panther eyes, to reassure if he was seriously allowing him to… touch his penis…. But the panther could not look more serious, impatient even. Pinsel walked closer, towards the hot… radiating meat. His paws touched the wrinkly, squishy folds of that wet foreskin. It felt harder then Pinsel had expected. It resisted his touch and did not form as he hat thought… Maybe the massive cock is simply too huge… maybe Pinsel is too tiny to really have an impact on the mans cock? After all the unetected member is larger then Pinsels entire body, and easily twice as thick. If he so wanted, the panther could literally devour Pinsel with his smelly, ugly, gross member. The warmth, the musk all this was just too much. Pinsel was overwhelmed. But not only by the heat of the macros body, but also by the heat from within his own heard. He never realized that he was like this… that he would enjoy such a ridiculously dangerous situation. After all, the macro could end his life without any effort. Non the less Pinsel knew he had to deliver! He had to please, if he wanted to survive! So he started to give the sticky cock a massage… first he barely dared to put his paws onto the wrinkly, moving flesh but as he realized his paws were too tiny to even get the flaccid cock move… he applied more pressure… Still the foreskins wrinkles would barely stretch… Pointless! He has to put in all of his weight! And so he let himself fall forward, to apply as much pressure on the member as he possible could. Finally! The thick, moist foreskin moves! He can stretch the wrinkles up and down. The feeling was incredible! It was as if he fought a living wall of sensation. He kept going but quickly his power drained, despite him doing a lot of sport and being rather buff. But that massive member is just too much for him to work. Then, as if the challenge had awaken his inner beast, he opened his mouth. Saliva was dripping from his tongue, lips, watering the folds of thaw wrinkly foreskin. He bit the foreskin, he chewed it, as hard as he could but nothing happened, his teeth couldn’t even penetrate the skin. But… that taste was amazing! The texture of that moving, musky skin inside his mouth… He quickly covered the penis in saliva, he himself was wet… he was slipping up and down the panthers foreskin. His hard member was caught in the folds and wrinkles and be bean to hump that massive penis. “The fuck?! Look at this psycho! He is seriously touching that cock!””Man that’s the most disgusting thing I have ever seen!” The other slaves started to jell and show signs of disgust. However the giant leopard was still carefully watching Pinsels every move. His member would not erect but he seemed captivated by the caracals ambitious attempts. “Shut up you filthy little rants! Go back into your corner and wait until your turn has come to serve a master. Unworthy prey!!!” The rat yelled at the bunch of dogs. Reminding them of their place in the hierarchy. Pinsel started to pant heavily. His limbs start to go sore and weak. Oh no… he gave all he had but his master did not even get hard… On the other hand he put his own saliva and precum all over his masters manhood… He is still hanging on to that mans foreskin but with no physical resources left he felt clueless. His mind is still more then willing, his passion burning him up. Suddenly the massive cock moved, flinched. Pinsel slipped from his own saliva and cum and fell right into the leopards cockhole. Oh no, he is stuck… his bottom is stuck inside the uthera of that ugly cock and now he has to watch helplessly how that musky, wet, thick, resilient foreskin slowly rolls over him, engulfing him… covering him up almost completely. Folds of skin all around him. The more he tries to get back out into the fresh air and sunlight, the more folds of foreskin seem to emerge and burry him even deeper. Did he accidently end his life? Is this cock going to be his undoing?! It was his first time with a macro after all, could he really die from his own greed like this? Thousand thoughts come and go but in the end… his passion still prevails… The musk, the flesh…. The fluids and skin… that incredibly heat. He´s now trapped underneath that foreskin and as long as he’s not being sucked in any deeper… he’s going to enjoy it. “This one is interesting. I will keep him and take him to my palace for further inspection. Maybe I will even add him to my harem… if he survives that long journey back” The leopard says in a sober voice as he puts his loincloth back on. Nobody could know that the Leopard had fought a fight much harder than Pinsel. After all he had to act as if the entire encounter did not arouse him sexually… he had to hide his passion, lust and joy from Pinsels efforts and even suppress an erection. After all he couldn’t let anyone know that he is just as gay as Pinsel is. And secretly he hopes that his cock won’t devour Pinsel or turn him into smegma, before he gets back home… to try out something else…. To keep enjoying his new toy…
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Commission for Neptune, as his bee dumps a honeyified guy out of his pot~
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Just 1 more~
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A gift from justatinyguy on bluesky linked here https://bsky.app/profile/justatintguy.bsky.social Ava's going to teach some fishermen a lesson before having her meal. Enjoy the story~ I wanted to try being a little more cruel~ Story It was a beautiful day out on the ocean. The sun shining through the waves illuminating the beautiful paradise of coral below. And a grotto housing a certain sea serpent who's stomach had begun to softly growl. Grumbling as she got up and sighed. She wasn't used to this new ocean. And it didn't suit her vibe. But she needed a place to stay while she looked for a better place. Maybe Australia she thought to herself. Groaning softly as she swam out of her temporary residence to hunt for food. But unfortunately for her this area had been extremely overfished by illegal fishermen. Damn humans stealing her food, she thought. Swimming around to hopefully find something to eat. At least then she could get her mind off the family drama. Meanwhile on a boat closer to the shore. Three fishermen were preparing for another voyage towards the best fishing spot. They had gone over the legal fishing limit a couple times over by now but they had been good at avoiding the authorities thus far. Laughing like a bunch of assholes as they readied the engines. Ready for another big haul as they drove their ship towards the ocean Ava wasn't having much luck finding any fish. And the few she was finding were in small enough groups that it wasn't worth bothering. She wasn't stupid enough to think that eating potential breeders was a good idea for the oceans longevity. Sighing as she kept swimming. Forced to head closer to the shoreline as her stomach growled. Before looking out at the reef and noticing something above. A fishing boat driving into her current territory. An oddly familiar boat… she knew these assholes. This was the 3rd time she's seen them in the past two weeks. These assholes were responsible for the fish shortage. She scowled at them. Wanting to get payback as her stomach growled once more and she suddenly got a fun idea. Smirking softly as she started swimming towards their boat. She was going to kill two birds with one stone~ The fishermen were continuing out to sea. Laughing and gabbing about their last trip. Unaware of the approaching threat. Before suddenly with a loud bang they hit something. The engine sputtering out as they come to a full stop. They all look around, trying to see what they hit but seeing nothing but open ocean for miles in all directions. And as is typical of humans as soon as the confusion ended. Blame began. Each one yelling at each other for somehow causing the problem. Loud enough for the whole nearby ocean to hear. Which only ended up scaring more fish away. It was nearly five minutes of arguing before they finally stopped bickering and decided to try coming to a conclusion. Electing the pilot to go down and see what needed fixing. Luckily for them they had brought along two diving suits just in case. With him diving beneath the waves. Around 15 minutes had passed without a response from him. Perhaps it was a bigger issue than they thought. But after another 15 minutes had passed they both realized something was wrong. The captain deciding to don the second suit and check in to see what was wrong. Yet as he was reaching over the side preparing to dive. A mighty force crashed into the boat. Causing him to lose his balance and fall in. He was stunned for a moment. Swimming around on the surface for a bit. Trying to collect his bearings. Until something grabbed his leg. He barely had time to scream before he was dragged down under the waves. Leaving the third all alone. One crewmate vanished. The other dragged screaming beneath the waves. He would go to the radio to signal for help but they didn't have one. Too easy to track is what the captain had said before. They were fishing illegally after all. And so all he could do is hide inside the boat and pray for a miracle. Hours passed. The sun began to descend below the horizon as the waves outside remained quiet. Every so often he could swear he heard a siren's song. Madness surely must have been taking him. But outside the port window he saw a fin coming out of the water. Trailing near the boat and shining in the setting sunlight. Getting closer and closer. He debated jumping in. Giving himself to the creature. It would be faster than a death at sea after all. It was then Ava came out of the water. Leaning her arms on the boat and tilting it forward. Some of the things on the deck falling between her breasts as the fisherman was shaken around inside the boat. Clutching around for something to hold onto. “Hey asshole! What are you still doing here” Said Ava. Startling the fisherman as he looked out the window. Seeing the impossible sight of a sea monster. Who was looking right at him through the window. And she looked less than pleased as she stared right into his soul. Though in spite of it there was something alluring about her. But he didn't have long to think on it. Quickly realizing she wanted an answer. Fearfully walking out of the cabin and looking up at her. Legs shaking as he tried and failed to speak “Did I fucking stutter?! Leave. You're scaring off all the fish. All the ones left anyway.” Her anger finally managed to get him talking as he talked about it all. Why they were out here. The sudden damage to the engine and the disappearance of his crewmates. All while Ava looked bored. Sighing as she rolled her eyes “Ugh. I didn't ask for your life story pipsqueak. But I get it. You can't move… your crewmates were probably attacked by a barracuda or something. All the fish around here are gone so they have to take what they can get.” He was still scared of her but at least it seemed like she was willing to talk. He thought back to the captain. The way he was dragged beneath the waves. No barracuda could do that. Maybe a shark? He was snapped out of his little world by the sea serpent yelling at him. “Hey! Earth to short stuff! Fuck me you're annoying. But tell you what. They're probably gonna send out a search party for you idiots soon. And that's just gonna keep the fish away even longer. So here's the deal. I can take you back home. But if I do. You go and tell all your idiot friends not to fish here. Got it?” He tried to think about it. Looking up at her in both fear and awe. But even if he didn't trust her, the idea of starving or dehydrating to death was easily one of the worst ways to go seeing as there was no way they would send a search party to find a boat that was out here illegally. And she couldn't do much worse to him. So he obediently nodded his head. Wanting to take the risk to be able to go home. And so instead of picking him up she opened her mouth wide. Hot steamy breath washing over him. Her tongue draped out in front of him to let him climb in. He was shocked and tried to back up. Thinking she was trying to eat him. But she just rolled her eyes and spoke. “What do you think I'm just gonna hold you above water the whole way and dry out my skin for your stupid ass? Not fucking likely. But I can keep enough oxygen in my mouth for you to breathe for a few hours. So take your pick. Go with me or wait for a rescue that might not even find you in time.” She said as she opened her mouth once more. Saliva dripping down the inside of her maw~ tongue moving hypnotically. And as if to tease him further she swallows down some of that saliva right in front of him. Letting him watch her muscles move to dispose of anything near the back of her throat. She knew a rescue wasn't coming. And like it or not. She was the only chance they had. So she could tease him as much as she wanted. She could do anything she wanted to him~ he hesitated. Watching her gulp down that saliva making him even more terrified. Knowing she wouldn't even need to chew him. But he had no choice. So with shaky steps he walked onto her wet tongue and watched as her mouth closed behind him. Trapping him in that warm wet darkness behind fangs as large as his body “Finally. Now let's get you home~” She says. The movement of her tongue while speaking tossing him around inside her maw. Treating him like a piece of candy. And to his horror he could hear her stomach growling from the pit in front of him. But he was relieved to see that she didn't immediately swallow him as he could hear her dive beneath the waves. Now truly trapping him inside of her. Even if he could get her mouth open. The flood of water would drown him in moments as they went off in the direction of “home” in the opposite direction of the shoreline~ Ava couldn't believe how easy it was to grab all three of them. Feeling the divers squirm against her nipple and clit beneath her clothes. Struggling to move or escape but only succeeding in getting her more horny. Nipples hardening and pushing the diver in her bra into the fabric as she struggles not to moan and alert the passenger in her mouth~ these assholes were responsible for her current food shortage. So she was going to have them make it up to her as she swam back towards her cave. Making sure none of them would ever leave it~ The divers meanwhile were having an absolutely awful time inside her clothes. She thankfully hadn't damaged their oxygen tanks but that only meant they would be stuck for longer. The pilot was in her bra desperately struggling. Trying to squeeze his way out. But the water made sure that his prison was tight fitting. And so his struggles only made her nipple hard, pushing him tighter into it. Meanwhile the captain who was stuck in her panties was mashed mercilessly against her hard clit. Needing his best efforts to not get pulled inside of her pussy. All while the fisherman in her mouth was oblivious to his crewmates suffering~ all while saliva pooled around him~ occasionally interrupted by a loud swallow behind him. Each time she did a reminder of where he was~ When she got back to the cave she got comfortable before noticing a certain helpful relic~ an old broken merfolk structure. Shaped into a nearly perfect fit for her~ she was sure the old residents wouldn't mind if she used their leftover architecture right? Not that it mattered what they thought of course as she slowly worked off her panties. The captain was finally no longer at risk of being shoved inside her pussy. But the danger was far from gone as she grabbed him. Not giving him a chance to swim away as she held him on the tip of that ancient pillar. Looking around for kelp or seaweed to hold him in place before deciding that it wasn't worth it and simply getting herself in position. Keeping him held down as she showed off her personal “starfish”. Her asshole greedily winked as she prepped to push him deep inside. The captain desperately struggling as he let out a scream of terror By now the fisherman in her mouth had realized they had stopped moving. It was too dark to see anything. But maybe she could hear if he asked a question. Trying to stand up while asking why they stopped. Before her tongue pushed up and pinned him to the roof of her mouth. Grinding him into it and completely smothering him in saliva that continued to fill the room of her mouth. By the time she stopped grinding the saliva was already pooling up to his ankles before her tongue moved around and pushed his face into it. Drowning him in her spit as she giggles behind him. Echoing in his small prison. He realized that was nothing but her snack now. And for once in her life she was going to play with her food. Letting him push himself out of the pool of saliva as more and more filled the cavern of her maw. Slowly but surely giving him less and less space to stay above water. There was nowhere to go. And he knew that. Screaming still for help he knew would never come. Ava teasingly shook her ass for the captain as she kept him pinned to that spire. Using her free hand to spread it. Before slooooowly working her way down. Stopping every few inches to spread herself again… well. Inches by her standards anyway~ the captain desperately struggling and pleading. Begging for her to spare him. Until she briefly let go without warning and pushed her ass down. Pinning him to the pillar with her puckered hole. Winking against him to let him know just how much she wanted it before she applied pressure. Pressing him against her asshole tighter and tighter until both he and the pillar slipped inside. She let out a sharp cry of pleasure. Hurting the ears of the fisherman in her maw before pulling off her bra. Letting the pilot think he was free for a split second before her massive hand came up and pinned him once more to her as she groped herself. Moaning teasingly as she lets him look around. It doesn't take him long to see the sharp rocks in every direction. And as she starts bouncing on that pillar he realizes that if she lets go he's going to be thrown into those rocks by her movements. At best he would be injured and unable to swim. At worst it could puncture his oxygen tank and cause him to drown. So he does the only thing he can think of. Grabbing her nipple tight causing her to let out another sharp moan and let go of him. She didn't even need to do the work~ The fisherman in her mouth was desperately banging against her fangs. Pleading for mercy. Despite being a fisherman he had never actually learned how to swim. And so the saliva filling the room was imposing as it slowly worked its way up. More and more. To his shoulders. His neck. Before finally submerging his head. Causing him to slowly drown on the sea serpents spit. All while she moaned and fucked herself to their torture.he could feel himself running out of oxygen. Desperately banging against her teeth. Desperate to survive. And on the verge of passing out she swallowed. The saliva went down the cavern behind him and pulled him to the back of her throat with it. Finally letting him breath again but it would be short lived as he tried to pull himself up. Head hitting her uvula before she swallowed again. Pulling him deep into her stomach as he screamed. “Mmmmm~ finally~ I can't believe I held back that long with how delicious he was~” She says. Smacking her stomach with her free hand as she felt her snack struggle to survive. Fuck he felt good in there~ hopefully he didn't mind roomates~ the captain was getting pushed deeper and deeper inside her tight hole with each bounce. That pillar was made for her~ the ancients built her an amazing sex toy~ and it was grinding her captive deeper and deeper as she started to finger herself. Moaning like a whore. Her bouncing was making it harder and harder for the pilot to hold on as he felt himself slowly slipping. He couldn't hold on anymore as he was tossed towards those rocks. But instead of being slammed against them he could feel her slender hand grab him. And she opened her maw wide~ ready for her next snack~ “Thanks for hanging on long enough for me to finish your friend~ mmmm~ maybe I should get my nipples pierced too if that feeling is anything to go by~ anyway~ it's been fun~ but see you never~” She said before tossing him inside her mouth. Throwing him around for a bit with her tongue as she continued to ride and masturbate. All their struggles making her feel hot. She had needed this kind of stress relief. Getting closer and closer before finally swallowing. The sensation of him squirming down her throat causing her to cum. Asshole clenching around the captain as she squirted and slammed her ass all the way to the seafloor and burying him deep inside of her. Her lust quickly getting washed away by the ocean as she breathes hard. Moaning softly before finally sliding off of that pillar. Only to find the captain no longer on it. Giggling as she felt him continue to struggle in her ass and her prior two snacks desperately struggling in her stomach. “Oh~ whoops~ guess you're stuck~” She says before letting out a loud yawn. Rubbing her eyes sleepily. She had worn herself out chasing them down and toying with them. And these two were surprisingly filling as they desperately pounded against her stomach wall. Which she gave another teasing smack to knock them over. She wasn't even sure if they were both still alive or if her first snack had drowned yet without a tank. Before spreading her ass with a smirk “I'm sleepy now~ if your oxygen can last longer than my nap I'll consider letting you go~ or maybe I'll just eat you too~ either way I think I'll keep you there for now~” She says. Swimming over to her favorite spot to sleep. The sand was nice and soft on her skin as she closed her eyes. Slowly drifting off to sleep as the captain could only sit there. Struggling and waiting for his oxygen to run out~ drowning him in the ass of the giant fish girl~ [/Section]
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// fatal vore A heat wave hit right around the holidays. Neptune had a day off and decided to go to the beach. Since the 80 degree day hit out of nowhere, it was deserted except for the locals... One of which decided to gulp down the pesky tourist. Secret Santa piece by Internetexplorer968!
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Munch getting engulfed, toyed with, possessed, and finally used up, with all his energy being drained away to fuel his predator - a better version of himself.
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Source description Rudolph bulking up for the trip tonight. Old comic but I still like it.
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THE FOLLOWING IS A TRANSCRIPT OF A 911 CALL MADE BY BARNY SCHULTZ, AN ASSISTED LIVING MANAGER AT THE MANDELA COUNTY RESIDENCE HOME WHO WAS NEVER SEEN OR HEARD FROM AGAIN AFTER THE CALL. THIS HAS NOT BEEN ALTERED IN ANY WAY. - - - - - - - - 911 OPERATOR: 911, what is your emergency? BARNY SCHULTZ: Please send help! There are two dangerous intruders in the building right now, and we’ve got the whole place on lockdown! 911 OPERATOR: Ok sir, what’s your name? BARNY SCHULTZ: Barny Schultz. 911 OPERATOR: Schultz as in S-C-H-U-L-T-Z? BARNY SCHULTZ: Yes. 911 OPERATOR: And are you one of the assisted living managers working at the Mandela County Residence Home? BARNY SCHULTZ: Yes. 911 OPERATOR: Alright, can you give me a description of the intruders? BARNY SCHULTZ: I barely had enough time to see them, but I know that they’re both female, one is a person and the other is a cat. 911 OPERATOR: A cat as in someone wearing a costume? BARNY SCHULTZ: No, an actual cat standing on its two hind legs! 911 OPERATOR: Ok then… Can you give anything else about their description? BARNY SCHULTZ: From what time I've seen of them, they are not man or cat! 911 OPERATOR: Ok… I’ll be sending in some backup immediately, can you explain what they’ve been doing? BARNY SCHULTZ: They’ve been going around voring people! 911 OPERATOR: Excuse me? BARNY SCHULTZ: THEY’VE - BEEN - GOING - AROUND - VORING - PEOPLE!! 911 OPERATOR: And what do you mean by “voring?” BARNY SCHULTZ: THEY’RE SWALLOWING PEOPLE ALIVE! I can still hear the others screaming in their bellies! I’m freaking out!! I don’t wanna die- 911 OPERATOR: Sir, calm down. Help is on the way. Stay quiet so they don’t hear you. How many people have they eaten? BARNY SCHULTZ: The tall one ate 7 people so far, and the cat ate two. I saw the tall one swallow 5 fucking people in one gulp! 911 OPERATOR: Alright then. Is there anything nearby that you could use as a weapon for- (DOOR OPENS IN THE BACKGROUND. FOLLOWED BY STOMACH NOISES, LOW FEMININE MOANS, AND MUFFLED SCREAMING) BARNY SCHULTZ: OH GOD! IT’S ONE OF THEM!! 911 OPERATOR: Sir, sir, stay calm. Don’t let them know your pre- (CRASHING AND SCHULTZ’S SCREAMS IN THE BACKGROUND) 911 OPERATOR: Barny? BARNY SCHULTZ: OH GOD NO!!! I’M BEING SWALLOWED! HELP! HELP! I DON’T - - (Inaudible) (DIAL TONE) 911 OPERATOR: Barny? You still there? Hello? Hello? Barny? (CALL ENDS) IN THE AFTERMATH, 16 OF THE 30 RESIDENTS AND 4 OF THE 25 STAFF, INCLUDING BARNY SCHULTZ, WERE REPORTED MISSING. ALL THE SURVIVORS WERE HOSPITALIZED OR GIVEN PRESCRIPTIONS FOR MEDICATION TO TREAT WITH THE TRAUMA. DESPITE THE OPERATOR’S CLAIMS OF REINFORCING BACK UP, IT FAILED TO ARRIVE UNTIL AFTER THE INCIDENT. THEY DIDN’T WANT TO RISK HAVING ANY OFFICERS GETTING INTO HARM'S WAY OF THE VORACIOUS ALTERNATES. IT WASN’T WORTH THE RISK…
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VScroller devlog 2 - Getting close to initial release! Actual footage! showing off the UI, and also testing using OBS for screen recording. Apologies if it looks a tiny bit crusty when full screened, haven't done anything with screen recording before so I'm still figuring out the settings. click here for more info Hello again! Firstly, I want to thank everyone who's been showing support across both here and e6; I never thought that this would have as much attention as it does, and the kind words I've been getting have given me a lot of motivation to work on it. A good chunk of progress has been made over the last week and a half, and we're getting pretty close to the first area being released. Since the last devlog, the following has been added / finished: -All screens in area 1 have been completed -Animations for Boss 1 have been completed -Endosoma mode has been implemented -Training / Gallery mode has been implemented (seen in art) -Harpy enemy has been completed -Settings menu has been completed -Files have been optimized for space (previously was using WAV files for audio, now using OGG) -You can now jump on that one wolf's belly and get a response -Main Theme music has been finished https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59296058/ -Sandbox Mode music has been finished https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59296068/ -Save Room music has been finished https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59296089/ What needs to be done before release: - Boss code (specifically creating the health bar, linking it to a spawned enemy, and saving that that boss has been defeated) - Boss respawn code (This should be very easy, considering that I save things by just using an array of strings as flags, so it would just remove the defeated string.) - 'End For Now' screen - Simplified RedSquirrel Enemy (Animations have been done for a while, but needs code for throwing and stunning with acorn projectiles. Version in 1st release will just have basic AI, the same as the wolf enemy) - polish the early rooms With a little luck, this should hopefully be done within a few days (I would say literally today, but holiday plans and all that), and I would probably say that it should be up before New Years if all goes smoothly. I've been getting a lot of questions, so I'm going to try and give as much info as I can here without turning this thing into a whole ass manual. I also want to note that suggestions are appreciated. I'm not taking requests for enemies or anything like that, but it genuinely does help with brainstorming, and absolutely has already added a few details, namely the inclusion of endo mode (surprisingly easy addition) , and the jump interactions with the wolf from the incapacitated gif. Loose ideas for enemies are also good, and I'm probably going to have a forum for suggestions on the itch page once it releases. THE SETTINGS / ANIMATIONS -Actual game adjustment settings are just the volume levels: music, fx, and master. The game's size can be changed by dragging the window, and the game isn't really demanding enough to warrant graphics settings to any degree. Content Settings There are 5 categories for animation settings: Vore Types, Portrait, Digestion, Disposal, and Other. Vore types includes: Oral, Anal, Unbirth, Cock, Breast, Niche (specifically notes tail, absorption and bladder; used for any very uncommon or one-off types ), and Non-Vore Portrait includes: Mild Digestion (player will get slightly melty, and drips a bit. This is the setting that was used in the screen record test over on E6.), and Full Digestion (player completely turns into player-colored goo on digestion. ) Digestion includes: Sounds only, Visible Reduction, and Visible Dissolve (intended to be used with transparent enemies like slimes further down the road) Disposal includes: Post-Vore animation master toggle, Cum, Milk, Slime, Egg, Waste, Urine, Transformation, and Possession. Most of these are unused right now. Other includes: Sex-Focused (non vore animations that focus on sexual activity), Ferals (any animations that involve feral enemies), Ferals + Sex-Focused (non-vore Animations with ferals that involve sexual activity. Note that any and all feral enemies that may end up appearing are of human level intelligence, and I'm doubtful that this will even end up getting used in the first place.). These settings are intended to be as broad as possible so that pretty much anything can be added and already have a good framework for filters. INITIAL RELEASE SCALE The initial upload will consist of the first area, The Overrun Prison, as well as the sandbox mode with everything unlocked. The length of the main game isn't massive right now since it's the tutorial area, and is pretty linear compared to how the rest of the game is supposed to be. Minus the boss, and absolutely speedrunning the whole thing without dying once took me about 4 minutes with full knowledge of where everything is, so maybe double that plus a little more for the boss. The sandbox mode was a must for initial release, because two of the enemies I've made at this point aren't for the first area, but I wanted to make sure they were included. These are the Cervitaur, and Red Squirrel. Current enemy list: Wolf A Sewer Rat Lesser Harpy Cervitaur Cursebloom Plant RedSquirrel Ursine Warden (Boss) Going forward, each unique area is intended to have 3-4 unique enemies to that area as well as a few that can be placed wherever, like the Harpy and Cursebloom. STORY STUFF The story is pretty loose as of right now, just with the major story beats in place and the setting figured out. The game takes place in New Ibri, a modern fantasy setting. A curse has descended upon the land, causing a large portion of the population to become insatiably ravenous and physically altered. The main character was preemptively imprisoned along with many others, which is why the game starts in the depths of the jail. The main character is Graphite, a rabbit with a natural resistance to the curse and wielder of soul magic. Their end goal is to put an end to the curse and restore the kingdom. A couple of characters that I've already made outside of the game will appear as bosses, most of which I haven't made art for yet. This includes Azka, and Silverhorn the Ram Witch (who IMP is a minion to). PLANNED MECHANICS THAT ARE NOT YET IMPLEMENTED 1. Money system - This isn't relevant right now because there's nothing to spend it on. Later down the line it can be used to upgrade certain abilities from certain NPCs 2. Mana system. - On top of the health gauge, the player will also have a soul energy gauge. This can be used to either power stronger attacks or to heal, similar to Pseudoregailia's heal system. Enemies will give both money and energy on defeat, varying in quantity based on the enemy. 3. Abilities - The game wouldn't be a metroidvania without this. There are a number of abilities planned that are given after defeating a boss, a number of which can be upgraded by speaking to the uncursed version of the boss after defeating them. This includes your standard things like double jump, as well as things like an i-frame dash and heavy attack. Development should actually be a lot easier after this point, since most of the more difficult code stuff will be done. Going forward it's a lot more art focus with occasional code for enemy behavior, which is much less stressful than things like saving or room switching. I think that's about as much as I can possibly say about the game at the moment, feel free to ask any questions and I'll try and get to them. Once again, thank you for your support, and have a wonderful holiday. ________________________________________________ [Update 12/27/2024] Game is now available: >>Download Here<<
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Source description And back to the place where the party happened, to make sure that the aura of that blowout never leaves. Everyone's nice and settled in, and look at the weight the skunk has packed on! Guess the entrees really stuck to them. ---- Art by the fantastic kat Kyouti as part of a joint commission with a friend (heading for the exit).
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Source description And now all is uniform and neat inside the house party, or at least so it appears beneath that snow white fat. By Kyouti
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Mei Eats Your Friend ✨ Mei can deal with anyone even in their normal size~ More lewd variant with clothes bursting open is available Early Access on my Patreon! 🩷 https://www.patreon.com/nagifur Thank you all so much for the support meow!! <3
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gay pig's asshole being fucked by a stone cock. shit, how did we get up there? featuring wyntersun's Itzalisix (petrified statue in the top left)
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gay pig's asshole being fucked by a stone cock. shit, how did we get up there? featuring wyntersun's Itzalisix (petrified statue in the top left)
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gay pig's asshole being fucked by a stone cock. shit, how did we get up there? featuring wyntersun's Itzalisix (petrified statue in the top left)
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gay pig's asshole being fucked by a stone cock. shit, how did we get up there? featuring wyntersun's Itzalisix (petrified statue in the top left)
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gay pig's asshole being fucked by a stone cock. shit, how did we get up there? featuring wyntersun's Itzalisix (petrified statue in the top left)
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The bio, updated after their elimination, for one of the contestants in the Tournament of Wjares, the goddess of War and Vore.
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And with those badonkas going free, this fight is over. Lucia is going to advance to the next battle, where she will meet a cute little rat who just turned her dad into pussy juice. See you there, true believers! I blame the questden discord for this outcome.