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catfight What happened here is: some evil guy really managed to catch Roon with superevil magick! Now he wants to find out about Roons secret, research on him and then dispose of him. But luckily a Lombax came and shrunk that evil guy to plug him up his butt. But that Lombax also wants Roon up his… well we don’t know where exactly he wants him, and we won’t find out because as the Lombax shrunk the other guy, he ended his spell, which kept Roon paralyzed. So while the Lombax enjoyed his little game with the micro he got shrunk by Roon and… well whatever is going to happen next, it’s not in the Lombax´s favor.
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Vore Planet Page 15 Some Text which should have been updated to Page 14 already: By the time Roon had disposed of the police officer almost every guest had accidentally – or intentionally- drunk a shrinking potion. This however is not a thing to worry about. It, in fact, is common custom. Once the guest feels comfortable and “ready”, they drink a potion and wait for the remaining predators to spot them and “finish” them. Stricky and Oceanfade didn’t know each other before they first met at the Vore Party. They were quite different in type and expectations. Oceanfade was himself a rather experienced predator and he well knew what he might expect of the upcoming scenario. For him it was a welcome change to take the role of the micro. Stricky, however, felt not so lucky. He kind of stumbled into these events. Curiosity has lured him to the party. And a bit of admiration for large, confident men. But once he arrived things happened so suddenly, he couldn’t even tell when exactly he drank a potion… He watchet Roon perform all sorts of wild things – which could have been out of Stricky´s most devious dreams. Before suddenly he himself was finding his tiny appearance in front of this gaping pitch black pee-hole of Roons member. As he realized he was expected to “clean” it, he shuddered in a mix of fear and disgust. He was simply overwhelmed by the ordeal. For Roon it seemed to be a casual, daily routine, but for Stricky it was so out of his world. It was in general nothing he would not have done under different conditions but with a caracalhood, the size of a minivan…. It just felt too unreal. And Stricky simply though he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He could hear his heard beat. His heard was in fact pounding… as if it would shatter his head, chest, hole body. The heat and musk radiating from Roon´s manhood was soaking his fur, his mind, his very soul. He felt even smaller as he saw how Oceanfade, who was standing next to him during the entire time, suddenly came forth and started to slowly and properly lick that thick wall of foreskin. Oceanfade seemed so natural, as if all this was daily business for him as well…. Stricky felt embarrassed humiliated and helpless… he felt useless, paralyzed by his own hesitation. As suddenly he was violently lifted. Things -again- happened too fast for him to grasp. But before his sight caught focus, he realized a row of sharp teeth in front of him. Behind these pole-sized teeth there was a thick, fleshy tongue and an eager darkness which seemed to call for him. As if his soul was already being absorbed by this fleshy abyss. Lucky for Stricky, Roon was interrupted by Oceanfades excellent service. Not even the other guests would dare to interrupt his magnificent handling of Rooms Foreskin. However it did not take long until Striyk had to watch -in terror- how his friend slowly disappeared beneath this slick, thick and smelly layer of skin. The contours his body made underneath the foreskin were soon merging with the natural shape of the member. As the man started to dissolve and become part of this manly skin, the musky smell in the room would grow stronger and stronger. Almost too much to bear, too much to not be completely overwhelmed by hornyness. Roon shivered in pleasure. Stricky shivered from different emotions…
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Vore Planet Page 15
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Vore Planet Page 14 By the time Ron had disposed of the police officer almost every guest had accidentally – or intentionally- drunk a shrinking potion. This however is not a thing to worry about. It, in fact, is common custom. Once the guest feels comfortable and “ready”, they drink a potion and wait for the remaining predators to spot them and “finish” them. Stricky and Oceanfade didn’t know each other before they first met at the Vore Party. They were quite different in type and expectations. Oceanfade was himself a rather experienced predator and he well knew what he might expect of the upcoming scenario. For him it was a welcome change to take the role of the micro. Stricky, however, felt not so lucky. He kind of stumbled into these events. Curiosity has lured him to the party. And a bit of admiration for large, confident men. But once he arrived things happened so suddenly, he couldn’t even tell when exactly he drank a potion… He watchet Roon perform all sorts of wild things – which could have been out of Stricky´s most devious dreams. Before suddenly he himself was finding his tiny appearance in front of this gaping pitch black pee-hole of Roons member. As he realized he was expected to “clean” it, he shuddered in a mix of fear and disgust. He was simply overwhelmed by the ordeal. For Roon it seemed to be a casual, daily routine, but for Stricky it was so out of his world. It was in general nothing he would not have done under different conditions but with a caracalhood, the size of a minivan…. It just felt too unreal. And Stricky simply though he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He could hear his heard beat. His heard was in fact pounding… as if it would shatter his head, chest, hole body. The heat and musk radiating from Roon´s manhood was soaking his fur, his mind, his very soul. He felt even smaller as he saw how Oceanfade, who was standing next to him during the entire time, suddenly came forth and started to slowly and properly lick that thick wall of foreskin. Oceanfade seemed so natural, as if all this was daily business for him as well…. Stricky felt embarrassed humiliated and helpless… he felt useless, paralyzed by his own hesitation. As suddenly he was violently lifted. Things -again- happened too fast for him to grasp. But before his sight caught focus, he realized a row of sharp teeth in front of him. Behind these pole-sized teeth there was a thick, fleshy tongue and an eager darkness which seemed to call for him. As if his soul was already being absorbed by this fleshy abyss. Lucky for Stricky, Roon was interrupted by Oceanfades excellent service. Not even the other guests would dare to interrupt his magnificent handling of Rooms Foreskin. However it did not take long until Striyk had to watch -in terror- how his friend slowly disappeared beneath this slick, thick and smelly layer of skin. The contours his body made underneath the foreskin were soon merging with the natural shape of the member. As the man started to dissolve and become part of this manly skin, the musky smell in the room would grow stronger and stronger. Almost too much to bear, too much to not be completely overwhelmed by hornyness. Roon shivered in pleasure. Stricky shivered from different emotions…
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This page turned out to be different from what I had planned. Therefore the transition from the previous page might appear a bit off. I take the fault for that. But I have been browsing though some of my Patreons galleries and fav.-lists and accounts and I realized how popular feet are. In fact I can say that most people who are into cv are also just as much into paws/feet. So I wanted to include this. In order to maximize the love. ___________________ I might have mentioned it before but maybe I haven’t…. just to be sure I must clarify some VorePlanet lore here: There are several ways of shrinking/ triggering a shrinking on Vore Planet. Two ways I recently know of. One is through shrinking potions. Potions are like poisons. Once you drink it, you shrink. The effect is independent on other factors and it is usually irreversible. So being digested is almost certain. The other trigger is what we see here: You can shrink yourself! Basically if your so overwhelmed by something (for example a hot predator or a humiliation situation) you can trigger the shrinking effect. It does not seem to work on all individuals and scientists assume that it is always tightly connected with an emotional sexual temptation. But said scientists never lived long enough to write down their findings. So there is still a lot of guessing around hit. However, Roon has this quite often happening to his friends.
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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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Gone he is... There goes justice. And I cant even tell where he ended up in. At least there is some real love going on here!
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Basically another Copic-study. This time i just added a fox and some face-sitting!
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Friends with benefits Woooow.... its not Vore this time! Before you guys think i totally lost my mind: i wnated to see if i was actually able to draw something not vorish... i am but it was... weird. Something feels uncompleted... not intense enough... *lost in thoughs* X3 I was just practicing with posing and copics.
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Wow... these guys got to see the nicest corners of Vore Planet, ...I guess. Thats what happens when you fail the passport-control on Vore-Planet. But due to the mass of immigrants Roon is not overlooking every single process of illegal immigration. So many predators are needed to inhabit Vore Planet. (to protect the unspoiled nature from all these welfare-tourists)
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When these 3 foxes ask you to play with them... what would you do?
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I have no idea why this guys likes to make the nicest guys disappear in his nastiest orifice... *deadshake*
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The Beauty of Vore Planet Just imagine, my mind is not completely full of brutal death-scenarios! Sometimes Vore Planet can simply be a wonderful garden of Eden. I was thinking of making this the first page of a Vore Planet comic. But If so I would not continue with it for a longer time so I just uploaded it. Its in the end another copic-practice and an example of a copic-commission. If only my scanner would not be so low class.
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Its another ID. What can i say about it? Not mutch... Its probably weird that its a vore-planet ID without vore in it.
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And here's part 2 of the wonderful commission done by greenroon. Rodent finds himself in blissful heaven as the foxes enjoy using him as the furry toy that he is. The ending is left to the viewer's imagination as to if the foxes proceed to share the rat, or if they decide to simply have more fun with him. I know what I'm hoping happens, but these foxes are just so adorably playful and mischievous, that you can never be sure what's on their minds next. :) The foxes were the creation of Green_Roon, when I told him that he was free to choose whatever species he might enjoy using. I'm more than happy with his choice and the beautiful job he did with this. Thanks again, Green Roon.
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2 foxes play with a rat *Giggles happily.* This is another comic commission done by the rather fun and talented greenroon. As with all those I commission, I highly recommend heading over to his page and checking out his other work. When it comes to comic artwork, he does a beautiful job. Page 1 of a 2 page comic, where Rodent decides to help out 2 macro foxes with some fun, sexual play. Of course the rat is quite eager to help out, especially once he gets a look at the foxes and sees what they have in mind. It's for encounters like this that Rodent is constantly exploring the forests. :)
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Sen Eats Ashtalon Sergals can get pretty hungry - especially when they have tasty little dragons to eat! As Ashtalon is about to find out, in the grip of Sen's slimy, prehensile tongue. Bye-bye Ashtalon! :3 I got this beautiful art at FurDU 2015 from this awesome guy! greenroon Both characters, Sen Sergonal and Ashtalon Skyfire, belong to ashtalon Sergals created by mick39
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Be my partner for this ride Room for one more, though things might get a bit squeaky~ A shout out to the talented Green_Roon for doing this amazing piece for me. Art by greenroon
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My new ID. Even if the Voremafia and the Vorepatorl would work together they would never be able to outmatch me, the master of Vore-Planet! Anyone who stands in my way will have to face my army of macros and… become part of it, in a way. If you want to feel how mighty I am then listen to this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s8u8jKreG6o (external Youtube-link, I do not take any responsibilities, click at own risk, you might get addicted) it’s a heck of awesome! Art and Characters © Green_Roon 2012
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Roon: It’s not easy to be the master of VorePlanet. I can’t turn my back towards the throne without having basti trying to take it away from me. Basti: Muhahaha ! i took over vore planet >:3 Im so much pred i didnt even bothered to use my sword on roons minions... see no blood on it :D ... They all ended up in here o.o *pokes belly* *gurgle~* Too bad roon came back D: no chance to his shrinky powers x.x But im still on the throne ! ... at least when roon sits on it D: *wiggles in there* YAY for the awesome artist Green_Roon A special offer from him from a while ago ~ Original Picture this way ~ https://www.furaffinity.net/view/7349598 Favs and coms should go there :D Art,Green_roon,Voreplanet © Green_Roon Me (Basti) © me :3
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I skipped the oral sex, sorry. (its just too boring to draw) Roon is © Green_Roon Ratchet is © Insomniac games Any similarities with other characters are coincidental.
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*Squeaks and giggles* This awesome comic series was done by the wonderful green_roon, who I'm sure many of you who watch me, are already watching him. If not, please head on over to his page and check out his other work, where you will also find much more of his Vore Planet fun. This final page returns us to Tannis, who not knowing the fate of Rodent and believing the forest is a good place to avoid any macro's that the warning siren had alerted him to, quickly discovers that he's no longer alone. :) Here again, Green Roon was given the freedom to use whatever creature he wanted to for the encounter with Tannis, and I love his choice of the ground dragon. Sneaking up on the coyote and roaring in Tannis' face is a beautiful touch, which just brings me back to the days of Bugs Bunny cartoons where the lion would roar like this at one of the main characters, with the gust of their breath blowing back their features or clothing, while the character just stood there and stared into it. It's exactly the type of reaction I would hope to have in such a situation. ;) I love the closing shot of the tourist pamphlet drifting in front while we see the dragon making a snack out of Tannis. The use of cries and sounds to portray the coyote's final moments works beautifully at leaving the scene to the viewer's imagination, though I know exactly what I'm imagining when I hear that 'crunch' in there as well. :D My thanks to Green Roon for taking this commission and doing such a wonderful job with it. Artwork, Vore Planet and ground dragon © green_roon Rodent and Tannis © prowler7
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*Squeaks and giggles* This awesome comic series was done by the wonderful green_roon, who I'm sure many of you who watch me, are already watching him. If not, please head on over to his page and check out his other work, where you will also find much more of his Vore Planet fun. In page two, Rodent finds himself a bit too enthusiastic about heading out and finding some fun, and it seems as if that fun has found him instead. :) Green Roon's choice to use Black Torro here is simply perfect, as bulls are simply wonderful creatures to slip down into the cocks of, never to be seen or heard from again. *smiles* The interplay between the two of them once again beautifully captures Rodent's personality as someone who ignores the details, once he sets his mind on going out to have fun. Of course, when you consider how lame his struggles and cries to get away are, one can only assume that the rat has found the fun adventure he was hoping for. :D My thanks to Green Roon for taking this commission and doing such a wonderful job with it. Artwork, Vore Planet and Black Torro © green_roon Rodent and Tannis © prowler7
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*Squeaks and giggles* This awesome comic series was done by the wonderful green_roon green_roon, who I'm sure many of you who watch me, are already watching him. If not, please head on over to his page and check out his other work, where you will also find much more of his Vore Planet fun. In this page, we see Tannis and Rodent arriving on Vore Planet for a fun and exciting, week-long vacation. :) I love how this page came out, beautifully introducing the characters and setting up the scene for what's going to happen next. Rodent looking like the consummate tourist, while Tannis has over-packed, along with their expressions and attitudes, beautifully captures their personalities. My thanks to Green Roon for taking this commission and doing such a wonderful job with it. Artwork and Vore Planet © green_roon Rodent and Tannis © prowler7
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Clench
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Just when you think justice rules on Vore Planet… stuff like this happens. Yes Roon came so… does this mean he gave in? Is he prey? Stay tuned and lets find out on the upcoming pages!
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So after a longer chat with Vodcat we agreed on the point that we both love bulges. My Patreons were able to see this earlier. Also There is a lot of exclusive art on my Patreon as well as the VorePlanet comic (ongoing), I highly encourage you check it out.
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There can only be one Fox-of your dreams! Why?? Simple, because you can only be vored once! Since I believe that 3d will never beat the good old 2d I made my vote. Back in the days men were still men! And love was simply love. I have read that male foxes fight for females by wrestling each other with their butts. They try to push each other around and measure their strength this way. Of course this is downright foxy as nobody gets injured… and it leads to terrific Analvore (at least on Vore Planet)!
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JCFox aked me for three things: -his Fursona -a macro Ratchet and Feet... Well there you go
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This sounds too good to be happening.
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Pew… that’s some oral Vore! Get carried away and give into him. I think this party is finally getting somewhere. Or at least this poor little guy is getting somewhere… Inside a Caracals belly it seems. Can you imagine how it must be like, to be eaten like this?! Swallowed alive and fully aware of it. In front of all of your friends. Everyone will know, and talk about what has become of you and… all these consequences. But jet. It seems to feel so great to be eaten. All the soft flesh, the heat, the moist breath, the smell. It happened that being swallowed feels like a climax, at to this lucky little guy! But Roon is always doing his best to make everyone feel comfortable.
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I will start to include some of my most hardcore Patreons in the comic... in a couple page more. So to say as a reward. But not just jet.
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Roon Takes A Bath The result of the sponsor auction. I actually did not want to give public access to the image at all! But the generous sponsor- who wants to remain incognito- recommended me to upload it. So thank him! ________________________________________________ I will not upload free art any more. Only commissions, and only when the commissioner asks me to upload the results. I have given all this free artwork to the fandom over all these years. And seeing that people start to think that I owe them free art, makes me sick! I used to chare my art for fun. But recent events convinced me that it is better to keep my stuff for myself. Nobody works for free! And don’t anybody dare to make a fuss about that now!
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A quick AV at the beach is always nice. I always loved Agent classified and now i got him all for myself. What a day! _____ I thought it was time for a change ... and instead of chaging my concepts I decited to come up with a new shading-style. Maybe i will practice more to make my art look less cartoony in the future. This shading method is also available as commission of course.
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That guy who complained about the potions was in the end too curious and just had to drink one. I hope it tasted good. ____________________________________________________________ Allright guys, it is time for some more Vore Planet lore! Did you know that Roon is actually really sensitive to smells! Chances are that you will never be able to tell what he smells like - unless you get unceremoniously eaten by him, of course. Feline predators hunt based on stealth and stalking… so they rely on sneaking up close to their prey before they can devour them. However if a Predator –perusing this hunting tactic- smells strongly, they are bound to fail .Therefore most felines are rather ambitious when it comes to body hygiene. That does not mean that every feline despises body scent. Some developed a fetish based on odours. (as it is commonly with these forbidden things) Roon on the other side takes great care of staying clean. But he does enjoy/admire the smell of musk which develops during an intense vore session. Most of all he likes his own smell. Therefore he can do a prey-friend a (final) favour and gather up some male bulge musk (Because for Feline predators stink is just another- one of so many- way of humiliation).… He is a decent gentlecan after all! Needless to say that Canine predators are kind of the opposite. They admire all sorts of body smells. Thereby they do not differentiate between bad or good smell. They are just curious and differ more or less interesting smells.
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There we go! Looks like Roon is needed! ________________ However it is time for some Vore-Planet lore! (Yes I know you guys have been desperate for lore so here we go) The Shrinking Potions that Roon is mixing do have different effects. The size-alternation effects they have on their consumers body differs depending on the ingredients used to craft them. You might have noticed that throughout the history of my artwork I was always rather loose with the “when does the shrinking happen and to which extend”. The reason is that by default shrinking potions shrink the consumer immediately. But if you add a few herbal ingredients their effects can kick in at different occasions. So what Roon usually enjoys most is to alternate the potions in a way that the consumer shrinks equivalently to their submissiveness. Or in other words, the harder your cock, the smaller your overall body will be. This way the shrink-effect kicks in right when the games start. This has a need effect of things going smoothly and vore plays out like a perfect performance. However if the consumer does not feel sexually attracted, they will not shrink at all (at least not at the desired moment). So there are ingredients which can link the shrinking effect to different emotions, like fear, admiration, desire…. You name it (Roon knows his alchemy). Also they come as good tasting long drinks without alcohol, so during a party, its usually rather simple to fool your prey into your pants. But because Roon is not a nasty psychopath, the links the shrinking effect to the sexual attraction. Otherwise they would be like fancy ko-drops (no go). OK, that’s enough lore for now! I think the Potions are a vital part of the Vore-Plot but never looked at close enough. I mean after all it’s the base for Roons kink. And they give him this individual edge.
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Seems there are interesting Furries around. Oh and action is building up. Maybe Roon wont starve after all?
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A secret Vore Party and someone brought Shrinking-Potions along… hmm smells like trouble.
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Vore Planet Cover Thats right! It will be a Vore Planet comic! My flagship- project. Anything but generic and vanilla. I will try to not make it too kinky (leave this for the sidekicks) but it will focus on macro/micro Vore (OV, AV, CV).
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In the Locker Room... again Well we know what sort of things happen in these locker rooms... _____________________ This was a reward for two of my most loyal Patreons back in the days. I really hope they enjoyed their little one way trip, because man... I sure did enjoy myself! *happy purring noises*
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On a lonly evening, the sky is burning in amber and peach, the captain faces defeat agains his new crew member. The young fox got cocky and it was the captains dudy to teach him a lesson in a fair duel. He decited to carry out the punishment for the fox while everyone else was in their cabins. However as soon as they started, he realised the fox was swift and well able to utilize his smarts to his advantage. Not long and the captain was out of breath... He is an old dog after all. As he neeled before his challenger in exhaustion, his opponent gret in size... no, he shrunk. He doesent panic, because he knew the custom. But he would have never dreamt his fate to grow so ill on him. Instead of the fresh evening breeze, he was now forced to smell the musky, sweaty, slightly cheesy stench of his adversary. The fox was towering in front of him... above him. Casusally removing his lionth cloth. As the cloth flew over the reeling, the captain realised that this cloth was the last thing protecting his dignity... the last barrieer between his fate and the Foxes thick, ripe cock. Now with the cloth gone, it became oubvious. The fox had nothing good on his twisted mind. And he will tease and humiliate his captain until the very end... __________________________________________ Well looks like Lunte (name of my fox predator) got himself a flying ship... at least the captain. But by Vore-Planet Pirate standards, if you devour the captain, you own the crew and the ship. Sneaky little stinker just decided to keep it a secret, because he does not want the responsibility and... he loves everyone going crazy lookig for their beloved captain. My Patreons had 3 years early access. I think it is time to show this to the public. Its still one of my favourites.
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The Smell of Discrimination So, I had known these guys before, right? Used them a couple times to set up a few stunts here and there. Finding good personnell ain't easy these days, so when they came up to me sayin' they had a new guy in their little group, I wanted to see him personally. Dumb people are gonna fuck up the job, smart people are gonna backstab you, so I had to know what I was gettin' myself into. Told them to come around to my hideout and bring said guy along so I could see what he was made of for myself. Sometimes I've got some more unethical favors to ask from those that come to work for me the first time. Just to see what they're made of. Since I hadn't had a bath in... well actually I don't even know how long, I figured that'd be their first job. Actually one of the easier tasks, considering what I had some people do for me in the past. And I wasn't even planning to have him do something too disgusting! Between chewing out my socks and lickin' my sweaty balls clean, I'd honestly say there's quite a bit of a difference in terms of difficulty. Or well, control over your gag reflex. One or the other. When I saw who or rather what they dragged into my hideout though, I dropped my hopes of getting a tongue-bath that day. Look, my experience with foxes hasn't really ever been a very positive one. In fact, I'd argue I've got a problem with a handful of species and I never really make that a secret. So when the guys came in alongside their new fox friend, I couldn't help but roll my eyes and ask them what they thought they were doin' here. It's not like they didn't know my... 'preferences', when it comes to the people I work with. At first, my soon-to-be foxy friend didn't quite understand why I was acting the way I was, until he finally understood that it was him who I had a problem with. You can imagine that didn't exactly help with him being compliant. Judging folks before knowing them, all that sorta stuff that gets 'em riled up. Well, at first he was compliant. Had of course asked him to come a little closer - the other guys were smart enough to stay behind. I reckon 'cause they knew what was coming. Said fox knew, also. Could tell by the way his nostrils were flarin' up. Oh yeah. » Alright fox, here's the deal. You clean me up with your tongue, you make bank. You refuse and our.. call it 'cooperation' ends here. What do you say? « - that's what I told him, getting a hold of my pants and underwear, pulling both down right in front of him, still sitting on my chair. Oh how wide his eyes went. Yeah, he didn't exactly expect a move like that. What he also didn't expect was the plume of musk wafting up to his little nose just moments after. I knew he was bothered by my smell before, acting unphased about it. This time around, he seemed quite offended though. I hear foxes are supposed to have a pretty good sense of smell, so who knows how hard it actually hit him. It sure made him speechless. » What? Don't tell me you don't like my scent. Or are you yet another one of those proud foxes who think they're too good to do some dirty work for me? Just open up that cute little mouth and have a taste. «, I said winking at him. Though the look in his face told me all I needed to know. The other ones kinda just looked off to the side when he said it: » Check this out guys! It's the stench of discrimination... « Mhm, not only had he screwed himself, he's just gone and given the others a ton of work that I would be getting for free. Bringing in someone as... unqualified as him would have its consequences. Maybe he had expected the other guys to step in and say something to help him out, but unfortunately for him, that wasn't happening. Perhaps he overestimated the loyalty of his 'friends', or maybe he just didn't know who I was. Either way, I knew everything I had to know. » Hm. Just about what I expected from a fox. Waddle out of here then and don't even think about crossing paths with me again... « He only shook his head and scoffed as he turned around and started to walk toward the door again. I pulled my pants back up, and that would've been the end of it. Had he not been a fox. Naturally I pulled out that trusty Mouser that had been the demise of another fox and so many others before. His 'friends' saw, of course. Sighing and closing their eyes, they got ready for what was about to happen. The fox stood still as he noticed their reactions. Of course he didn't see what was goin' on behind him. Hah, he turned around just in time to see me shoot him into the shoulder. For a moment he stood completely still, eyes as wide as they could be, while I grinned back at him. Not quite grasping what just happened, he reached for his shoulder. But when he didn't feel any blood pouring out of it, let alone a bullet wound or anything of the sort, but instead a dart that's injected him with something still sticking in there, he stumbled backward, letting out a confused » W-what..?! «, before pulling it out. With quite a vicious look in his eyes, he stood there, as I got up from my armchair and walked in front of my desk. Oh yeah, his blood was absolutely boiling. But before he could voice his anger or start charging at me, do anything of the sort, his world was already getting bigger and bigger. Or that's what it must've looked like to him, cause in front of me, the guy was getting smaller and smaller. The other guys stood there in disbelief as the fox was soon barely the size of my finger. » You can get him back tomorrow. And make sure you're on an empty stomach when you do... « I told them, notioning them to get lost. Didn't have to tell them twice of course. And even though they didn't know what I had in mind for the fox, they sure as hell didn't wanna find out. As for my new acquaintance.. well, I got a hold of him, pinching the scruff of his fur to lift him up to eye level. Man, all that pride from a few moments earlier gone, his eyes darting left and right, yelling something about sorry and letting him go. Yada yada. Scaredy little shits. Good thing he'll be gone soon. » Shut up. You had your chance. « He looks at me with pleading eyes. I turned around and threw him onto my desk before I opened a drawer with a little wooden box inside of it. This was gonna be fun. My little bug-sized friend was of course trying to run now. Of course he wouldn't be getting anywhere. Even a fox wouldn't be stupid enough to jump to its own death. Nah, nah. With one hand, I got a hold of the box. The other one I formed to a fist and slammed down onto the table, making its surface shake hard enough to have him trip and fall flat on his face, giving me just enough time to put that box down properly and get another hold of him. » Y'know, normally you'd be going in there... « I said, pointing at the box. » But since you were so keen on smelling more of me... « I continued, chuckling. Still holding him in my hand, I took off the lid of that box, finally revealing its contents. Trapped inside there were something like 5 other bugs, just like him. Yeah, sometimes I keep 'em around if I'm not sure what to do with 'em. The look on their eyes was the same as the fox's in my hand. Yeah, the ones that had been in there for a while knew the routine. Once that box opens up, one of who's kept inside doesn't return. Usually. But today I already had my plaything selected. Nevertheless, I'd give the other ones a show they were gonna enjoy. So I 'helped' them out by turning the box upside down. » And if one of you little maggots even thinks about squirming away, I'll do to you what this fox 'ere is gonna experience in a minute. Maybe you should be thankful that he came around, actually. « I told 'em, finally able to pull my pants and underwear down, letting my sweaty balls drop onto the tabletop. » Let's see how much you'll like that stench. « Ah yeah, the scent of unwashed groin wafting up my nose. Pulling back my foreskin for even a second released so much trapped stank, it honestly surprised me. How long have I gone without doing this? Phew. At least I knew that fox was having the worst time of his life as I pushed him against the tip of my dick, holding him there as I let my foreskin slowly engulf him. By the reaction of my insect-sized audience, even they thought this was too harsh of a fate. Eh, they're lucky enough not to have ended up like him. Getting a whiff of my crotch is already more than they could've hope for. Feeling them fight and struggle never gets old. It's like micros know exactly where to press, be it my glans or the foreskin, to get me riled up and stifle a moan as I bite my lip. Foxes even more so, being the prideful little shits they are, they fight with even more vigor than most. Usually my victims realize how futile it is to fight early on, or get too disgusted by my stank to even do so. But not foxes, oh no. They even use their claws and teeth to try get any damage done to fetch them out. Fuckers don't even realize how much better they make it for me. I grab my cock, not that I need to push him any further. His struggling only got him deeper into the shit anyways. But I'm too horny not to. Gripping it in my hand, I use my thumb to feel that stupid fox in there, sliding around somewhere between my foreskin and glans. Oh, he hates it, trying to claw through the foreskin and onto my thumb. I use it to push his head right onto my dick, slow but with unyielding force. Oh, he fucking hates it. By his reaction, I know I got dipped his muzzle right into some home-made cheese. His struggling became erratic, just kicking his legs randomly while his hands are in front of him, clawing at something, trying to push himself back. Hnng... this is what your kind deserves: to huff and eat my rancid cheese. » Shouldn't be this pouty, foxy. You'll make a great addition to that stuff soon enough. « And with that, I checked up on my audience. Frozen, having to look at the futile struggle of that fox. I couldn't help but grin as they stared back at me with terror in their eyes. They should've known better than to fuck with me. Yeah, I really don't give foxes an easy time, do I.
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Now I thought the rangers around would've known not to mettle with me, but this foxy one got under my skin... Maybe he wasn't local, maybe he was. Tried to sneak up on me, but by the time I heard the clicks of him cocking his revolver, I had already shot one of those newfangled darts into his chest. You should've seen the look on his face when he realized I had just shot him. Boy was he ever sure to hold his gun at my head and take me in, but not today... The sound of the shot must've paralyzed him for a moment as he reached up to pull the dart back out. When he realized it wasn't a bullet that hit him, it was already too late for him. Honestly, I had no clue if those darts would even work, given the peculiar nature of the caracal I got them and the gun from, but by the time that fox was losing his height I put the gun back into its holster. The next time I looked at the brave ranger, he was already the size of my thumb. Usually I don't bother with tinies too long. Normally they'd either get the boot or the foot, but I always had a bit of a gripe with foxes and well, this one in particular, so I thought of a little something special as payback... Really, the first thing that must've hit him was the stench. Of my underwear, that is. That day it had been a while since I had changed 'em last. Riding in the desert heat, you know how it goes... but I wouldn't say that was a problem. If anything it made him snap out of it. Poor guy still didn't know what was happening, barely even realizing that he was the size of a finger, but one whiff got me his attention... So, as he looked up to me I couldn't help but laugh. Boy, the look on his face as he saw the bulge in my pants being several times his size was priceless. Naturally I didn't mind giving him a little show and slipped those briefs under my balls. Next thing he knew I had already picked him up, and with one hand stretched that foreskin of mine out. Once he was in and realized what I had in mind, he started begging - as they always do when they're stuck in a situation like that. I let him beg for a while, told him to get on his knees and ask forgiveness to his outlaw-god, enjoyed his pleas, but I grew bored of that after a while. While he was still thinking he might be getting out, as soon as I let go of my foreskin, he was sucked right in. He tried to hold onto my glans, but one gentle push of my finger made sure he'd never be seen again. I could feel him wiggling and struggling for a while afterwards, but by the time my pants were back on, even a shake to my balls didn't yield a reaction from him anymore. Guess he had given into my body not too long after he was pulled right in... And that, dear friend, is why the next round's on you. Else...
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With friends like these… Always beware who you hang out with. I really do not need to introduce you to Vodcat as I am sure you guys all know his awesome stuff. If you don’t I highly suggest you go and check his gallery, he does all the good vore and bulges and underwear and… he just pushes too many buttons at once, I can’t take it. ;__; So I ate him! My part of an art trade with the ever so wonderful Vodcat We have had that trade in mind since… forever and now finally we got down to it. This time I went with a slightly more feline-feral look of my fursona. I thought it was interesting and somewhat cute. Will definitely inspire my future designs. Also, also, also: I went with something for the general audience. Because I really wanted to SHOCK you ALL! This time! *death by glamour* I am sure Vod can agree…it’s always good to have friends like me around.
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Ha´L is literally one of a kind! He is the only known specimen of the bunnydragon-race on Vore Planet. On his quest to find more of his kind – or at least to find out what happened to the rest of his kind- he met Cameron and Angelo. The strong dog and smart bull admired the dragons determination to find other dragons of his kind. Inspired by his attitude they agreed to help the unexperienced dragon along his epic journey. The three men became close friends and agreed to protect each other. Along their way they had to fight off several threats, they had to learn to trust and rely on each other. Together they made quite a great team. And so they were able to overcome all dangers along their path. They fought off thieves, mercenaries and even hungry macros! Their friendship grew stronger along with their powers. They quickly ventured through a fair bit of Vore-Planets undiscovered corners. In order to cross the ocean they looked around to find a captain with a suitable airship to take them across the ocean. Unfortunately there were almost no captains willing to help the three. Until Ha´L met a certain Fox (who remains unnamed - up to this day). The Fox had a massive self esteem and he notoriously kept showing off with his physical assets. He was cocky, hungry for attention but also funny and well informed. Also he was greatly interested in Ha´L, who was the only Bunny-dragon around. So the cunning fox put a lot of effort to indulge the unexperienced dragon with his charm. As Cameron was uncomfortable with the suspicious attraction the Fox showed for Ha´L and his unknown motives. Angelo found him a bit annoying but jet also utterly cute and handsome. It quickly turned out that the Fox was ways more then just a smooth talker. In fact he managed to organize a fairly decent airship for the team. So they could finally continue their journey. Impressed by the Foxes skills and convinced that he had no shady intentions, the three offered the Fox to follow them along their journey. During one night however, as Ha´L was about to use the restroom of the ship, he accidentally stepped into a Spellbinding circle. The trap shrank him down and prevented him from leaving the radius of the circle. While his friends attempted to help him they also got trapped inside the circle. While the three were debating on how to lift the magical effect and who might have created the trap, the Fox appeared. Trying to shout out at their massively sized friend they realised that the trap also prevented their voices from being heard beyond the borders of the circle. The events quickly escalates as the Fox did simply not notice his 3 friends, who were disguised by the foul magic. Oblivious about the peril of his new friends he squatted down over Ha´L, Angelo and Cameron. It was the first time the three had seen their Fox without clothing. And for the moment the intimate disposal of his privates was quite overwhelming. The 3 adventurers had quite mixed feelings about the view the Fox presented them. He was surely a stunningly handsome male but they had to realise that he was about to relieve himself of the remains of his last victims. Ha´L tried to shout out to his Macro friend from the top of his lungs but it was in vain. By the time the 3 were even able to make up a plan the foul stench of digestive gasses filled their lungs and disabled their minds. Despite all the dangers the three had gone through to this point, despite all their victories, the situation made them helpless, they were simply overpowered by the Foxes rear. It was certainly a desperate moment. Out of all Furries on the planet their FIREND was now their greatest danger! He was not even aware of what he was about to do to them. Just performing such a primitive act of daily routine would cause the three to perish?! Ha´L, Cameron and Angelo tried one more time, to shout out to their friend! But suddenly the Fox´s tailhole widened. Within seconds a massive avalanche of corporal by-products slipped out of the fleshy hole above the three men and buried them underneath. They were devoured by an avalanche of waste and stink. Ironically the pile of poo was a collection of digested corpses, men who – just like them- became friends with the Fox, only to be eaten alifeand get turened into waste. The 3 certainly wished to have been eaten insead. This would have been a less dishonourable and disturbing fate compared to what has happened to them. Absolutely unaware of what he had done the Fox casually finished his filthy business. After he had relieved himself he felt good. He disposed of a lot of weight, ready to fill his stomach, to feed his body with new fuel, new prey again. However he would never find out where Ha´L and the others ended up. But he will not invest much time to look for them, as he quickly finds new prey. He is a cunning Fox after all. But even the most handsome fox produces waste. Will YOU be his next prey? And so the epic adventure of our 3 heroes ended. And with it the entire species of the bunny-dragon was extinct. On a planet like Vore-Planet even a small mistake can cost you everything. But sometimes things happen on accident. In these rare cases the victims truly get wasted, not even pleasing someone’s desires.
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This bunny knows the dragon will turn him into something bad smelling. Although he can be lucky to become one with this mighty blue-ringed-dragon, it could be much worse. Or could it? I haven’t been drawing dragons for ages now. And I realized that this is wrong. I mean dragons are wonderful and they totally belong to Vore-Planet! But I am running low on ideas lately. Although this is a shame, I finally surpassed my dream limit of 9999 page views! And for this I need to say thanks to everyone of you! My loyal fans! Without you I wouldn’t have made it! And therefore I shall continue to work as a loyal servant of the Vore community!
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My gosh, how stupid to dare a minotaur! In the Greece mythology the minotaur was the son of queen Pasiphae and king Minos. The gods punished Minos, by changing his son into a human looking bullcreature. The reason for this extraordinary punishment was that Minos (kind of Kreta) fought a bloody war against Athen. The royal family was so ashamed of their son that the king ordered one of his best architects (Daedalos) to design a Labyrinth (old word for a Greece mention with many rooms). So they locked the Minotaur, who ate humans, away, in the labyrinth. Each year 7 young men and women were sacrificed and send into the labyrinth of the monster, without weapons. What a great candidate for Vore-Planet, I though! So I offered the minotaur a big mention with many rooms on Vore-Planet and a lot more food than only 14 people each 12th month. He instantly agreed to that deal! Pretty smart for a cow, he?!
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Seems the rumors are true after all...
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Now you know why Poochyena didn’t make it to Galar.
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“Kage, being a rather powerful mage has been able to find and control the massive behemoth with relative ease. And with such a large beast no one every fucked with that raccoon. That is until he met this Caracal. The larger, dominant male had the raccoon swooning, and after a few words Kage found himself going against his better judgment and was pressed up against the behemoths tongue as the large cat gave him the best fucking of his life. Little did Kage know, that this was also the last time he’d ever have sex, can only hope it was worth it.” -@ShawnCuri (FA)
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So Vulpes_Pawpad is known to be a predatory Macro-Fox on his own planet. Full of self-esteem he made his way to Vore Planet. He had nothing to worry about. Why even? Hes always been the apex predator and dominated everybody in his way. But once he arrived on Vore-Planet he found himself in quite a different biotope with a pretty screwed food chain. He was suddenly a Micro! But threat not. He was lucky enough to run into good old Roon… Roon is known to show people around on his planet. He usually got the best places/sights reserved for those foxes. And funny old Roon… if you tell him you like a spot particularly much, he is likely to introduce you to somewhere else… so you have a chance to leave your comfort zone.
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I honor my lord by... - by Green_Roon It’s an idea I have been having for quite a while now. I “Skyrimmed” the Vore-planet concept. I have always enjoyed the Daedric quests. As they are nothing but the evil within our souls. The voices that make us do naughty things. In the game the brilliant twist is that you always end up doing the “right/good” thing! However I am not sure about these two here… Also I wonder what kind of Daedric lord Roon would be… Probably a mixture of Malec Bal, Merunes Dagon, Mephala and Boethia, as vore is sooooo endlessly versatile and deep. I am also thinking of taking this idea a bit further. Like doing a 2 paged comic about another scenario of becoming the Vore - Champion. Anyhow I lack the stamina for this… Maybe, if somebody would help me… in form of a “YCH” commission. Anyways. It is only an idea jet and still needs some planning. Here is a link to a mutch bigger Version: https://www.dropbox.com/s/i1bp62r9d.....rsion.png?dl=0%20page%20massive%20version.png?dl=0
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