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Pan The Red Panda
5 years ago
General
Name: Pan
Species: Red Panda
Age: 24
Occupation: Pastry Chef
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 160lbs
Sexual Orientation: Gay
Appearance: Pan is primarily covered in orange fur except for several areas on his and face. His arms and feet are covered in dark brown hair that progressively gets more and more orange. His face features two white stripes that curve like parentheses. This strip starts from the corner of his eyes down to his chin. His snout his and ears are also covered by white fur. Pan also has shaggy blond hair, which stands out from the rest of his body when clothed. Many people think it's unnatural until Pan lifts his shirt, revealing a blond patch of fur covering his abdomen. He has a large orange circle at his belly button that makes his core look like it's surrounded by a golden donut. While clothed, Pan appears to be of average size. However, Pan is surprisingly athletic, especially in his legs, thanks to his hobbies.
Personality:
Pan is perpetually worried about everything. Whether the weather will be good enough to harvest herbs for his confections. Whether the lion eying him is into eating him out in a good way or bad way. Pan always must have a plan. His eyes are usually dart all over the place as he is eying out any possible threat that could affect him or his plans. Once Pan has calmed from his panic, he is friendly. He does not like seeing his friends go hungry, so he is always carrying snacks to give out to people. This is one of several innocent or naïve beliefs Pan holds. Another belief that has gotten him into trouble was his use of BDSM equipment for restraining preds. At one point, Pan tried using a pair of fuzzy handcuffs to apprehend a pred who put their hands on him. The pred quickly unlocked the handcuffs much to Pan’s shock. To this day though, Pan believes the pred must have used either brute strength or expert lockpicking to break his binds and has only increased his collection of “constraints”. When Pan is aroused, his tail usually springs up like a fuzzy orange boner. Pan has to cut holes in pants he gets because when his tail goes erect, the bulges can lead to problems. Because of his parents, Pan is also quite the tinkerer, always trying out different recipes either for the purpose of messing with his friends or to sate his own curiosity. When in his own environment (i.e. at a bakery or out in nature), Pan is more confident. He can take control of a situation better compared to his usual flurry of worried thoughts.
Pan also has a secret obsession with bellies that does interfere with his work. He sometimes let random customers eat the rest of his end of the day inventory so he can be watch their bellies grow from behind his counter. He does not like having this secret shared but his friends at this point know about it from watching Pan’s tail.
Likes: Being Eaten, Parkour, Naruto, Salads, Lofi Music, Smoke Grenades, Swimming, Running, Being Outdoors, Trees, Rock Climbing, Baking, Books, Gardening, Foraging, BDSM (Best Devourment Stopping Methods)
Dislikes: Being Eaten, Consuming Meat, Poison Ivy, Being Unprepared,
Eater Profile:
Despite having the smallest frame out of his group of friends, Pan still has a sizeable belly capacity. Often Pan is the first to try out a recipe and since science typically requires many replications it means Pan usually has to eat hundreds of treats before nailing down a signature formula. What has further stretched his stomach capacity was his patent pending Inflatabuns, pastries that create large volumes of gas that bloat out their eaters when ingested. Despite all his eating, Pan is normally able to burn off his excess calories from running, swimming, or other exercise. When Pan must eat, he is usually really bad at it. At a buffet, he can only eat 3 to 4 plates before he must stop compared to stacks of plates someone like Hund can consume without much ill effect. However, when he is transfixed by something, the nausea he normally feels disappears. During long and exciting movies, Pan has been known to empty out the popcorn machine of the theater. Pan is not the fastest eater, but he has a capacity that can keep up, if he is distracted by his fellow eater’s own growing bellies.
This increased stomach capacity is large enough to eat one prey whole though Pan would never willingly eat someone. His friends have tried to give him a taste of vore but Pan has a gag reflex as strong as Hund’s swallow reflex. The only reason why Pan is aware of his stomach capacity is because one of Tanu’s micros accidently started growing back to full size while in Pan’s belly. Poor Pan was left incapacitated by the overwhelming nausea he suddenly experienced. When Pan has reached this predatory limit, he is typically a burpy, whiny mess. Pan’s digestive system is not strong enough to digest prey unlike Hund, Ty, or Tanu but because of his smaller frame, his prey usually are much more constricted compare to the other three. This is usually an uncomfortable experience for both parties.
History:
Pan grew up always moving through the wilder parts of the world. His father had the privileged role as plant photographer for a scientific magazine, while his mother was a botanist. While his father hiked through mountainside and brush documenting the natural world, Pan climbed the trees surrounding the clearings that of his families' make-shift camp, basking in the natural elements. His idyllic upbringing was relatively brief. Ever since he was a toddler, Pan's mother's parents worried that the young Pan would not be prepared to face "the real world" despite her mother's diligent home school education. When Pan was old enough to attend middle school, his father suffered an injury involving a feral beast near their camp. Considering his in-laws' concerns, he decided to retire his nature photography days to move to the city and give Pan the "proper education" he required. His mother, meanwhile, had to remain out in the field to continue her research.
The shift to the city was rough for Pan. The honking of cars was overwhelming compared to the rushing of wind through the foliage. Besides managing these new external stressors, Pan was also struggling with processing the events that caused this move in the first place. The snarls of his unknown assailant followed by the cries of his father sometimes replay in his sleep. His father, meanwhile, seems grateful about being in life despite his condition. Every time Pan has asked about the attack, his father spoke with little remorse, always laughing off the details with the same joke: "I'm just lucky your mom was a good shot. Otherwise I'd be made of more metal!" as he tapped on his prosthetic arm.
Middle school was not much better for young Pan. Although initially, he wasn't directly the target of bullying, every detail his obnoxious classmates tried to pry from him during recess left him scurrying up a nearby tree. Some thought his climbing abilities were interesting, some a point of jest. But after his novelty worn thin, many simply ignored the strange kid obsessed with trees. Every summer, Pan and his father flew out to meet with his mother out in the field. Each visit rejuvenating his senses with the wild.
High school was probably the worst experience in his youth. Rumors were rampant of athletes that bullied other classmates by keeping them in their bellies. During class periods, he noticed the few friends he had suspiciously missing for the next period, along with several larger students stifling belches in their creaking seats. During his junior year, gossip spread about a wrestling team member who tried to eat a cheerleader during a date. While Pan muddled over the news, he bumped into one of the muscular Doberman, one of the more jocks who dominated the school. Pan's attempt at an apology ended poorly, with him being lifted up to the drooling jaws of vengeful Doberman. Fortunately, a flash of golden fur smacked the Doberman off his feet. A similarly built golden retriever wrestled the Doberman to the ground and finished the Doberman's struggle with a one-way trip down the golden retriever's throat. After letting out a victorious belch, the golden retriever offered a hand up to the fallen Pan. While being helped up, Pan could not help but stare at the wriggling bloated belly attached to his savior. This was the first time he saw Vore in person.
The golden retriever stared at Pan with caring eyes and asked if he was alright. Before Pan could answer, another large hound approached the golden retriever and said, "Yo CheerEater, aren't you going to eat him?" Before Pan could hear the retriever's answer, he fleed to safety. In his bed, two trains of thought revealed themselves. One train thought had him reflected on the possible outcomes his encounter could have ended with. The other train was morbidly curious about what it must be like to be in a pred's belly. After that encounter, Pan was even more cautious around strangers, but his eyes lingered on any large bellies he sees.
When it came time to get a higher education, Pan was initially drawn to ecology, but his fear-driven brain leads him to the culinary path. Not only was it "practical" like his father suggested, but it also allowed him to experiment with different recipes. In his program, Pan developed an affinity for baked goods, which allowed him to experiment with different emetics to cause a predator to upchuck their prey. With some of the ingredients in his kitchen, he also tinkered with other methods to keep himself safe from predators, such as his signature explosive sucrose fueled smoke bombs. These methods would later become part of a book authored by Pan called The Art of Best Devourment Stopping Methods, which would become a controversial bestseller. Pan sometimes laments if he should have gone into ecology research like his mother.
Species: Red Panda
Age: 24
Occupation: Pastry Chef
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 160lbs
Sexual Orientation: Gay
Appearance: Pan is primarily covered in orange fur except for several areas on his and face. His arms and feet are covered in dark brown hair that progressively gets more and more orange. His face features two white stripes that curve like parentheses. This strip starts from the corner of his eyes down to his chin. His snout his and ears are also covered by white fur. Pan also has shaggy blond hair, which stands out from the rest of his body when clothed. Many people think it's unnatural until Pan lifts his shirt, revealing a blond patch of fur covering his abdomen. He has a large orange circle at his belly button that makes his core look like it's surrounded by a golden donut. While clothed, Pan appears to be of average size. However, Pan is surprisingly athletic, especially in his legs, thanks to his hobbies.
Personality:
Pan is perpetually worried about everything. Whether the weather will be good enough to harvest herbs for his confections. Whether the lion eying him is into eating him out in a good way or bad way. Pan always must have a plan. His eyes are usually dart all over the place as he is eying out any possible threat that could affect him or his plans. Once Pan has calmed from his panic, he is friendly. He does not like seeing his friends go hungry, so he is always carrying snacks to give out to people. This is one of several innocent or naïve beliefs Pan holds. Another belief that has gotten him into trouble was his use of BDSM equipment for restraining preds. At one point, Pan tried using a pair of fuzzy handcuffs to apprehend a pred who put their hands on him. The pred quickly unlocked the handcuffs much to Pan’s shock. To this day though, Pan believes the pred must have used either brute strength or expert lockpicking to break his binds and has only increased his collection of “constraints”. When Pan is aroused, his tail usually springs up like a fuzzy orange boner. Pan has to cut holes in pants he gets because when his tail goes erect, the bulges can lead to problems. Because of his parents, Pan is also quite the tinkerer, always trying out different recipes either for the purpose of messing with his friends or to sate his own curiosity. When in his own environment (i.e. at a bakery or out in nature), Pan is more confident. He can take control of a situation better compared to his usual flurry of worried thoughts.
Pan also has a secret obsession with bellies that does interfere with his work. He sometimes let random customers eat the rest of his end of the day inventory so he can be watch their bellies grow from behind his counter. He does not like having this secret shared but his friends at this point know about it from watching Pan’s tail.
Likes: Being Eaten, Parkour, Naruto, Salads, Lofi Music, Smoke Grenades, Swimming, Running, Being Outdoors, Trees, Rock Climbing, Baking, Books, Gardening, Foraging, BDSM (Best Devourment Stopping Methods)
Dislikes: Being Eaten, Consuming Meat, Poison Ivy, Being Unprepared,
Eater Profile:
Despite having the smallest frame out of his group of friends, Pan still has a sizeable belly capacity. Often Pan is the first to try out a recipe and since science typically requires many replications it means Pan usually has to eat hundreds of treats before nailing down a signature formula. What has further stretched his stomach capacity was his patent pending Inflatabuns, pastries that create large volumes of gas that bloat out their eaters when ingested. Despite all his eating, Pan is normally able to burn off his excess calories from running, swimming, or other exercise. When Pan must eat, he is usually really bad at it. At a buffet, he can only eat 3 to 4 plates before he must stop compared to stacks of plates someone like Hund can consume without much ill effect. However, when he is transfixed by something, the nausea he normally feels disappears. During long and exciting movies, Pan has been known to empty out the popcorn machine of the theater. Pan is not the fastest eater, but he has a capacity that can keep up, if he is distracted by his fellow eater’s own growing bellies.
This increased stomach capacity is large enough to eat one prey whole though Pan would never willingly eat someone. His friends have tried to give him a taste of vore but Pan has a gag reflex as strong as Hund’s swallow reflex. The only reason why Pan is aware of his stomach capacity is because one of Tanu’s micros accidently started growing back to full size while in Pan’s belly. Poor Pan was left incapacitated by the overwhelming nausea he suddenly experienced. When Pan has reached this predatory limit, he is typically a burpy, whiny mess. Pan’s digestive system is not strong enough to digest prey unlike Hund, Ty, or Tanu but because of his smaller frame, his prey usually are much more constricted compare to the other three. This is usually an uncomfortable experience for both parties.
History:
Pan grew up always moving through the wilder parts of the world. His father had the privileged role as plant photographer for a scientific magazine, while his mother was a botanist. While his father hiked through mountainside and brush documenting the natural world, Pan climbed the trees surrounding the clearings that of his families' make-shift camp, basking in the natural elements. His idyllic upbringing was relatively brief. Ever since he was a toddler, Pan's mother's parents worried that the young Pan would not be prepared to face "the real world" despite her mother's diligent home school education. When Pan was old enough to attend middle school, his father suffered an injury involving a feral beast near their camp. Considering his in-laws' concerns, he decided to retire his nature photography days to move to the city and give Pan the "proper education" he required. His mother, meanwhile, had to remain out in the field to continue her research.
The shift to the city was rough for Pan. The honking of cars was overwhelming compared to the rushing of wind through the foliage. Besides managing these new external stressors, Pan was also struggling with processing the events that caused this move in the first place. The snarls of his unknown assailant followed by the cries of his father sometimes replay in his sleep. His father, meanwhile, seems grateful about being in life despite his condition. Every time Pan has asked about the attack, his father spoke with little remorse, always laughing off the details with the same joke: "I'm just lucky your mom was a good shot. Otherwise I'd be made of more metal!" as he tapped on his prosthetic arm.
Middle school was not much better for young Pan. Although initially, he wasn't directly the target of bullying, every detail his obnoxious classmates tried to pry from him during recess left him scurrying up a nearby tree. Some thought his climbing abilities were interesting, some a point of jest. But after his novelty worn thin, many simply ignored the strange kid obsessed with trees. Every summer, Pan and his father flew out to meet with his mother out in the field. Each visit rejuvenating his senses with the wild.
High school was probably the worst experience in his youth. Rumors were rampant of athletes that bullied other classmates by keeping them in their bellies. During class periods, he noticed the few friends he had suspiciously missing for the next period, along with several larger students stifling belches in their creaking seats. During his junior year, gossip spread about a wrestling team member who tried to eat a cheerleader during a date. While Pan muddled over the news, he bumped into one of the muscular Doberman, one of the more jocks who dominated the school. Pan's attempt at an apology ended poorly, with him being lifted up to the drooling jaws of vengeful Doberman. Fortunately, a flash of golden fur smacked the Doberman off his feet. A similarly built golden retriever wrestled the Doberman to the ground and finished the Doberman's struggle with a one-way trip down the golden retriever's throat. After letting out a victorious belch, the golden retriever offered a hand up to the fallen Pan. While being helped up, Pan could not help but stare at the wriggling bloated belly attached to his savior. This was the first time he saw Vore in person.
The golden retriever stared at Pan with caring eyes and asked if he was alright. Before Pan could answer, another large hound approached the golden retriever and said, "Yo CheerEater, aren't you going to eat him?" Before Pan could hear the retriever's answer, he fleed to safety. In his bed, two trains of thought revealed themselves. One train thought had him reflected on the possible outcomes his encounter could have ended with. The other train was morbidly curious about what it must be like to be in a pred's belly. After that encounter, Pan was even more cautious around strangers, but his eyes lingered on any large bellies he sees.
When it came time to get a higher education, Pan was initially drawn to ecology, but his fear-driven brain leads him to the culinary path. Not only was it "practical" like his father suggested, but it also allowed him to experiment with different recipes. In his program, Pan developed an affinity for baked goods, which allowed him to experiment with different emetics to cause a predator to upchuck their prey. With some of the ingredients in his kitchen, he also tinkered with other methods to keep himself safe from predators, such as his signature explosive sucrose fueled smoke bombs. These methods would later become part of a book authored by Pan called The Art of Best Devourment Stopping Methods, which would become a controversial bestseller. Pan sometimes laments if he should have gone into ecology research like his mother.
