Just a simple little poll for some possible new additions to the Lodge

http://www.easypolls.net/poll.html?.....b0db62bfaf2512

The Other Side and Back Again.
This update has come early, since I had a burst of energy and creativity, we have a lot of varied things to explore. Check the patch notes for hints and things to explore

Googledrive version
https://drive.google.com/open?id=0B.....HU5amFtOFlha3c

and the program
http://textadventures.co.uk/


as normal, online version won't be out until its full release

Getting to the Other Side and back again
This is a little contest I'm putting in the game, I hope everyone plays it honestly and for the fun of exploring. With the new digestive system I've added your meals will gurgle down your belly and vanish to the afterlife....and with some clever thinking you might be able to get their and gobble them up again... How do you do this? Well the first person to tell me will get some sort of reward..(Bugged ways/entrances don't count)**THIS HAS BEEN DISABLED TILL OFFICIAL RELEASE


There are some real nice new things in this update,
Prey Generator Device for Predators
A chance to be gobbled at your own computer screen, Fourth Wall devouring starts
A pair of new detailed transformation ending scenes
A revamped Real Time Digestion
There are lots of other things, but those four are the ones I think'll be the most fun, check the changelog just the same

Bugs/Gameplay tweeks

Fate stone can enable predaton for people who don't have favors, however you'll be gimped in some ways, won't be able to have a favor count(No using the bandtrader, and won't be able to get the vetern gut when it actually has a function(Being able to eat lodge mebmers)

Eat to much, fall through floor trap has been made slightly less likely, only 15% per step, still likley to fall down and get nommed though, just might be able to get a step or two..The new modifications to digestion have made this harder to solve, digestion takes 3.20 min real time

adjusted pouncers scene, if given milk in the yard he'll take you to his room, holding his favor makes you not trigger his hunt

Fructous will follow you if your plump enough, had enough meals.

The currently sole UB scene now needs you to find the Stained magazine, this is done to provide
seperation from the AV/CV mag enabled one, I might seperate those as well at some point, but this is an easy change. the magazine should be easy enough to find

On the Roaming endeavor, if you find him in a room you can also look at him to trigger CV(need kinky mag,being small as normal)(Smoking, Washroom,Gameroom), will not work if looking at him in his room, also did this for basic shrunk macro encounter(Hall, Trophy, Westwing)


MINOR CONTENT

Pond now has proper descriptions for the Weather

Can get the Favor from Eventide now, being polite can help.

At the Start you can set your digestion afterlife location(Of those you digest), if done you might be able to find your way their to consume them again..but the way to do that IS tricky and is going to be left a mystery to solve, maybe with a reward. First to note me the proper way to get to the games afterlife will be rewarded.)..bugged ways don't count.

Put a bit more work into Fevors wrestle/devour/digest(Dispsoal not done yet) Feels more like a real encounter

Small Reforming scenes done for Blitzen, Fevor and Gleams guts, eventides underslung belly as well

A second bathroom has been installed in the upper nw hallway, just a simple bathroom now, will function as an alt disposal area eventually since I can now set whole rooms to look differnet if you like that sorta thing..

Major Content

GuideGhost is getting an upgrade to make him easier to talk to, (This might expand to fix all the #@%^@^ ask functions and tell functions)(In progress, but you can see how things will go eventually)He'll tell you about the Lodge members, a second ghost in a new area called the Garage will tell you tips on how to get to the various sorts of vore, The Garage is a new room off the east hallway first floor, not much there yet

A special box can be bought for 5 favors from the Bandtrader, will make you food when used.. devour and digest, but it they won't be a belly stretching experiance..(No increasing inventory space on nom), as a 2% rate to break each use. Its one of the big treats for those hungry preds this expansion

Why go to the belfry? Well there is a rare item you can pick up that gives you control over the weather, of course surviving picking it up is the trick..(This techincally has been in a while, first time I mentioned the toy i think) It will be VERY usesful for exploring weather related things

Two TF scenes now enabled if you find eventide during a thunderstorm, more to come later

More feeding Harvest/gryphon scenes, don't think i mentioned it before, now in additon to OV, there is a CV and an AV(Larry,Sandy, Max, Fred, Jake,Becky and Trevor provide scenes, a few others can be esentially dumped into his jaws Also If set to disposal, and you escape the belfry.... something will vanish outside... replaced..well... ya know

Can now give oral sex to the Skunk and Peppercorn

Improved real time digestion added, V2 has you randomly digest a meal form your belly every 3 minutes, mentioing who they were, and what speceis they were, //This won't removie the "Meals" counter at all/(reverted for the moment)/, which will make eventual devouring of the big boys easier, however it also doesn't allow extra time for digesting those meals that are worth 2 points(Fructose atm)

Fourth wall vore is slowly being established, behind the scenes now you can be eaten in your computer chair by ....Trevor..Sandy and also Larry, How to get it activated, there is something new in the woods, that doesn't make sense, use it and see what comes out... pick the appropiate item and maybe you'll see.

Tesla has been converted from muckform to being able to digest you in this game, a much older fellow that has gotten translated, there will be bugs, can find him past thelodge into the forest, currently submit is the key

Part of Peppercorns Birthday Gift Scene, will be macro, ONLY useable if your an otter, can set yourself at the start remember. It is one “Path” that involves Peppers naughty but not techincally CV.. might lock it behind kinky mag for now, not sure

You can now hug Eventide when found in various places, depending on gender(Not done) and one other flag you'll be treated differntly, though you can find a new tummy this is still getting fleshd out
Pizzaboy is possibly nomable if you order from Luigi,1/3 chance of not getting the pred, and 2/3s of getting the prey.

Can use Plunger on Rorshack now, AV scene

Orca CV has been finshed up

Fructouse might eat you if you don't order enough nom scene. Fairly simple and random chance

Wandering woodclose WIP, if found you while shrunk will put you in “Jail”, your safe if you have his favor

There is a new trophy in the appropiate room, only a modest chance of an interaction though.
New Head in the alt “Real” trophy head, the one that used to just have a deer
Winston now wanders out, has a plan in mind, will stop a minute at each place, after all 3 locations back to his room





Placeholders- you MIGHT not find these things


Added a wandering Woodclose, desinged to travel on his own and bounce back to a starting location should he stumble into ihs room. Thinking of ways to "Lock" him to a certain set of pathways. he does nothing but a very mild taunt if you run into him right now, currently he gets roughly he moves at 1/3 your pace the "Turns" a player does, Just like the endeavor roamer he isn't used for to much yet, but more advanced in his way


Lights out! If you play around in the Garage you can knock the lights out of the main rooms in the Lodge, emergency lights on the doors will remain but any non private room will be bathed in darkness...what terrors exist?

Winston being developed,ferretaur, he's rather depressed now so his room is locked, if I let him out right now he'll have a patrol patern, kitchen, porch, washroom, back to his bedroom

Demonotteress offers you a game, find the item before her minon catches you, he'll hunt you down at 1/3 your steps, you have to find the item(No scenes currently set, but can play the “chase and find item game)

Mawchair in temple.. Very basic but an interesting thing to find, NOT grand temple
Hess Bellyrub function if you feed him trevor.

Well with a odd renewed drive at my text vore game, if you've made requests/things to add in the past, or have new ones please repost them here so i don't have to dig. Course won't do em all, but worst i can do is say no never

(requests either in journal, note, or directly commented to the picture, I'm trying to cut down the places i have to refer to)

though i've been doing next to nothing since my last update, i'd like to hear what people would enjoy seeing more of when i get back from my trip in a week the more details the better.

Been doing some minor work on new things, bug tests and so on, there are new things in this version, but FAR more NYI scenes than before, consider at an early preview build.


https://drive.google.com/file/d/0Bx.....ew?usp=sharing

Check out the recent update list from the entrance for an exact list of whats new

http://www.easypolls.net/poll.html?.....b060b2fd6cd99b
Popularity contest 101 for the Lodge

Still Taking requests, but right now the likelyhood of them coming out soon is low

Mini Lodge Update
https://drive.google.com/file/d/0Bx.....ew?usp=sharing

Player digesting NPC scene for Larry
Random macro elements that happen at around 4% total chance per step if shrunk(Non fatal)
Favor scene for Scalegut if you've fed him the three “Scouts”

Remember to tell me what you like, favorite scenes and so on, hearing about bugs is alright to a point, saying you liked something is nice of course, but doesn't give me any direction

Since we are in the mid expansion stage, figured I'd open up the journal for requests, what would people like to see..(Or scenes improved expanded on)

Well the next expansion, a potpori of updates really is nearing the release, but figured I'd drop a update here to let people play around and find all the new bugs that must have spread Enjoy yourself wandering around in the Lodge tilll your gobbled up


https://drive.google.com/file/d/0Bx.....ew?usp=sharing
For the program
http://textadventures.co.uk/

(changes since last offical expansion update, some might have been noticed alread
-Av scene for Bear
Taxi Stand is open, but have to make a call to get there-basic oral
Hearsay's room is open, simple oral vore, even if he hangs out in a different room.

player disposal scenes for eating Trevor and Maxwell
Can bring Trevor to hess.... leading to dual AV option
Sleeping Bag trap
Vending Machine doom(1 ender so far)
Fevor added, very basic oral, (Fem Jagter pred)
Rat Dispossal scene(alternate digestive path)
Pouncer;s Favor can be earned
Snap Band unique scenes, Green-cement, Red-tailnoms, Blue-macro/vore, Purple-bladder vore
A few Items designed for eventual uses, NYI traps and so on, can be explored with but final effects not ready)

as always, lots of various updates and bugs
one Easteregg for those who've followed my writing for some time

https://drive.google.com/file/d/0Bx.....ew?usp=sharing

I've been working for a short while on using the Quest Interactive game program, having gotten most of the killer bugs out of the way, I figured I'd set a draft up for people to explore
Here we go, my project for about a week and a half now, a Text based nom venture through a Lodge filled with hungry fellas, also in many ases x rated fun can be had

There are a “lot” of secrets, and a lot of bugs i'm sure as well, though far less of the latter then when I started going through and doing the grunt work of clearing them out

Enjoy, and tell me what you think, what you want more of, and so on.
Keep an eye on my journals for Secrets of XYZ I plan to tell people how to find some nice little hidden treasures in the game

You will need this program to play the game,free and easy to run on a PC
http://textadventures.co.uk/

will be posting it officially once i get more bug testing results back

http://www.furaffinity.net/view/10465797/
A bit of cross promotion, but figured It doesn't hurt to let others know about folks with similar hungry tastes attending.)

“Your just trying to be nice to me so you can eat me when I'm not on my way”
“Your just Fattening me up”
“Your just using me... “
“you pissed in my drink didn't you, You did din't you, your smiling... you did it, you DID it, Stop smiling”
I've heard em all and more and though normally I just smile and let my actions explain things..its about time I Brought up the how and why.

I like predators, there delicious, but when I meet one with style, with a bit more substance than just the meat on their bones I delve in deeper, watching them like a cat with a mouse.. they seldom realize this of course, when I make my move its all smiles, starting of friendly, if they try to do something..DUMB like attack me, things will take a less affectionate tone of course, but this seldom happens, I sort of exude a don't fuck with me nature

When people hear that I enslave and dominate folks, big hungry folks they just assume I use the rape, the beating and the being a bastard, thats so.... simple minded, it's almost replusive in its inelegance.. Its shamefull that i've done it..now and then, but I find it hardly an efficient way of getting what I want..
When I select a person to be more than otter pudge there must be something MORE about them right, and beating and wrecking them is just going to risk collateral damage, be it physical or psychological that I must waste effort rebuilding.


How much more appropriate is it to use a scalpel rather than a sledgehammer, and in that my secret is obvious, after a bit of observation I'll know what makes my target tick, and using these pleasures and urges I'll slowly craft a fantasy that I can provide, from simply feeding them, to sexual needs, to stimulating there mind, and as I place these sweet gifts into there lips I slowly twist the urges to be suitable to my needs, placing myself as the roll of provider.. slipping them ever so slowly into my power...now you see, At its heart the reason I take a worthy fellow..or girl under my loving embrace is to create a dependency in them for me.. when my job is done well these promising folks will be fully addicted to my ideas and whims... with a strong side of awe at how cunning my mind works...

Yes dear reader, I suppose I deal a drug after all, its my attention..highly addictive.. and fattening... but god help the person who wants me to stop giving it out..

Gallows has a secret, something about him seems off now and then, the light playing just the wrong way off his body, somethings not right, and then its clear, it moves wrong, his shadow seems alive...it is very much the case, Gallows sports a sentient shadow... a powerful self aware entity born from a backfire of voodoo..and a constant companion for the devlish mustlid.. yet another source of trickery and power, a being shows physical form shifts like the wind from 2d to three with its form drifting from its own mind(most often a shark or otter, though sometimes a manta) of pure light devouring darkness.. As Gallows smiles you must wonder what surprises he has in store for you now that you've figured out a little too much

Gallows shadow's “Existence” beyond the normal depends on two things primarily on Gallows own emotions, from hunger to lust to excitement. This dependance makes it clear to the shadow who is ultimately in control... and since Gallows own discipline has given him much more control over his emotions the shadow self has realized its position... The second aspect of nourishing the shadow is a spiritual meal.. or meals.. this isn't just soul vore, its the same emotional feeding it takes from gallows own, and even the conversion of a “Meat” meal to a spiritual meal inside his body..its far less efficient but the shadow shark can subsist on normal “sentient” food.


Gallows normally keeps his shadow self under control, mirroring his body exactly like a normal shadow would. Still there are rare times where the two drop the charade of being normal. Being able to shift from three to two dimensional at will and vanishing almost as easily Gallows shadows talents are obvious far beyond having a second body to use at the same time, a set of eyes to watch over him as he sleeps (gallows dreams are VERY vivid after all,feeding the shadow)

The shadow has no fear, being effectivly indestructible(blindingly bright flashes of light concentrated can subdue it for a while, though pure darkness is NOT protection.. even if Gallows physical form feels this method lacks Style), Size likewise can vary with surroundings, even to the point, with proper lighting of making copies of itself( if gallows casts two disctinct shadows because of multiple light sources


Gallows shadow is exceptionally suited for attacking the spiritual and the mystic, the ethereal realm. The symbiotic relationship has developed ways of attack that use both's talents.. It has a talent for enveloping, strangling and grappling others starting to absorb or constrain them with its own mass. In some respects it has attributes of both liquid and gaseous creatures. It can roll over and materialize into “meatspace” around someone, taking over there body and absorbing them from the outside in... or put them in his stomach as it forms around them... really.. the Shadow of a devilish otter mind is certainly there.

Gallows never uses the shadow self when sparing of course, he prefers to leave its full potential as a secret even amongst his closest friends the fact his shadow is alive is known by a small selection of people, but the true capabilities beyond the basic are a very closely guarded secret
Since it is very rarely used as such it provides a wonderful surprise attack




What passes for a personality of the shadow is very similar to Gallows, though without the restraint, its thrives on powerful emotions, behaving more savage as a result. Its loyalties and affections run the same as Gallows though, it will not harm a possession it values for instance, however..it is excedingly dangerous to those who the real otter is just “Playing” friendly toward. Causing the occasional schism between the two.
***After devouring a soul gallows shadow looks fat for much longer than his real form

Hey there, ya heard about it huh? We'll its hardly a secret when you come to think of it, even if we don't have a title for him.. he just IS... and you should see the look on our faces when people ask to see our mayor or govener or what have you.. BOSS is the simplest term, I guess that's what i'll say..When the buck stops ANYWHERE its in his stomach.. Its rather intimidating till you see how well it works. All legit predators carry a mark of belonging, all those not legit are also not alive..


I'll admit that I've always been different, from adolescence i've had these urges.. and these hungers, and when I got older they became more... adult... being a big fellow I started to get thoughts of using my size against people..And I did..repeatedly..and that sorta thing does lead to escaping town ahead of the lynchmob and the guns and so on... that happened a few times till I heard rumors on the interwebs of a place where law didn't exist... and I thought that'd be the place for a big fellow like me..Old West style I thought..

I came to town and was caught with my pants down and mouth full... Gallows himself doens't look as dangerous as we know he is... so I avoided pissing my pants as he talked to me... in mid meal of what i'd latter find out was a lost motorist. I wasn't afraid yet.. I was confused people did NOT just talk to a man eater, they ran or attacked,they didn't SMILE...The confusion slowly left as fear came up. He said later talking to people with there mouth full was the best way to handle meetings, they wouldn't say something dumb.

I've been called a bully now and then of course... and like many bullies, when I see someone who has utterly no fear of my size.. ..the intimidating aspect boomeranged and by the end of his soft little talk my knees were knocking...I nearly coughed up my food... But that too wasn't allowed..I got kissed and wondered if my own life would end right there between those lips and those ravenous eyes.... I was given a repirive of course. Otherwise I'd not be writing this

On the outside Gallows town looks very much normal. Its twisted in its way of course, but it works strikingly well.The towns does have many nicknames, but we in the know just call it Gallows town, he seems to like it. He'll be the first to explain how well a place can work when people abandon the human hangups they tend to accumulate. One thing that is required of course is to be productive, a job. You get your normal jobs of course, and they are what they are... But for those with the talent to be man eaters, and the passion there is only one recourse, government work.
Gallows Town has government jobs, employment directly authorized by hizzoner, though they are more accurately “Pred” jobs. Gallows will assign to do a certain amount our carnivorous folks to engage in a vocation that he believes should have the risk of man eaters among them. The jobs cover the obvious, like cop, to the more normal like professor and dorm RA, you see, in his town there are predators, its a well known risk. He likes to put that risk in most occupation..even if in a limited way, Almost every normal job has at least one person who wants to fill his stomach with kicking food

However Gallows has strict quota system for how many predator slots are open in each job, you might only get one vorish gas jockey, a couple professors, a few bikers and so on, The numbers are very limited so there is competition, especially for the ones with a lot of perks... The classic example is being a officer of the “Law” its the first place most predator folk look in the list, for obvious reasons, and the number of slots is rather generous, a strong majority of the force ARE vores, Openings are rare though because of its natural and ease of fitting into our mindsets. I have honestly NEVER seen a vacancy unforced there.
Any aspiring predator who doesn't want to be a snack had better get a job.. picking an opening at the town hall where the lists of vacancies are is the first step...... and then you take the “Test” which I believe is unique for each job, and each one is sworn to secrecy... the second thing you must do is devour the current holder of the job..if its not really vacant.. I've had my own job claimed as free more than once..it keeps a person alert.. also teaches you to look for the notice if you position went vacant without your knowledge..Forwarned keeps you out of the forgut

Of course some of the jobs are more well rewarded than others.. you don't get much money pumping gas for instance, but you get FOOD.. Each job has a quota of folks you can devour at your whim, its not that generous but'll keep you from starving, and in some cases you'll get FAT..thats a perk of course... but each job also has...RULES that let you eat someone where it won't be held against your quota, there all written in the handbook you get. Cops are obvious, but even gas junkies... and there are rules that allow you to do all other things you could want.. you catch someone making a mistake and there yours.. Mmm.. I think I hear a car pulling up, I best get to work...

From the Collected works of “The Otter”

Most doms have the view that they must break there subs before they can get there enjoyment out of them, this is akin to doing surgery with a chainsaw rather than a scaplel, it can be effective but generally is frowned on by the establishment, Consider me a surgeon of domination..when I see folks with power tools I wince.. That's for carving meat..things need to be crafted.

when planting your flag on territory you don't want to do scorched earth on you you have to use your tools properly..and the old standby SEX is the utility knife in this regard.. The key is to train your meat to enjoy doing what you want, just like any animal.. Control its pleasure, control its pain... and though taking there furry tush might be painful to those who thought themselelves above such actions, a few words and an agile paw around there own crotch can do wonders... soft words, hinting at things that trigger there own needs.... promises of pleasure that only you can provide..then hold them there, just before release... till YOU want the relief to occur, once there begging you for pleasure...your on your waym having there body betraying there initial thoughts is a sweet thing..and the start


Now after you've got your little project on the mend from normal person to your plaything we get into the more..interesting aspects.. ones where you use the bigger weapons in your psychological arsenal to craft them how you want.. its like training a dog.... but with benefits..sure linking sex with the acts you want to see them do more of is fine, but mix in drugged drinks, the pleasure of a full belly and so on and you have many things to work with, Since you've already established there place in the relationship its time to play a little game...


I like to think of it in chess terms, somewhat a solitaire game with a living breathing chessboard, and victory conditions that you set yourself... The first well known method of playing the game is to prune away other attachments your subject might have, wrecked home, tarnished life, eating there loved ones, or having THEM eat them, all are quite satisfying and very fattening, leading your subject to realize YOU are all they have..right? Right. Well no.. your an idiot for thinking like that. It shows a lack of control, a feeble mind in your own head to only control one aspect... a wasterel. Far more engaging is remembering that each of these attachments is a pawn, or a piece on the field... Once a piece is taken and digested away its no longer there to tempt...OR be used.. Like chess, its not about killing the king..its about leaving him nowhere to move to....often trapped by his own pawns. Many folks own precious things keep them properly under paw...as right it should be

Subtle..and not so subtle threats to people or things people hold dear is an excellent way to control and corrupt someone to be what you want, make them take choices... give them the impresion that they have some control, even if they don't know the consequences you'll sow that wonderful little thing called guilt...

A cute way to handle this is to let them pick your supper.... Do they choose someone appetizing, dooming them to digestion, do they pick an enemy and get a giddy thrill at something so easy, and then what do they do when you say its not enough, taking the offering and asking more.. another choice.. will they realize they have to sacrifice something they love.... or even offer themselves... the choices a person makes will say a lot about them, giving you grips you need to maneuver them however you wish. You learn what he holds dear, what he value's and where to put the squeeze on as you smile.

It is important to not be to easy to read of course.. this one time I had a prospective supper who choose his lover day one, I spared the lover from digestion,,and ate the one unpicked..so the game continued a week or so more, he thought he knew how my mind worked..until the result of his choice wasn't someone else,but was his lover down the hatch... this teaches a valuable lesson about domination.. you want there to be doubt and risk, a certain life means they stop striving..a sin.

At its best you should want them to please you(And not by being just a brown nosers), so you reward them for doing what you like, lavish love and affection on them for chugging down there first meal if you want to make them a vore. Sure you can play an evil game about saying whats happening but you assault the body with pleasure and good feelings, a few meals down the line the guilt won't overwhelm them as much

It is rather an important nuance never to forget, If you take away EVERYTHING from someone, they have nothing left to loose, and thus you loose levers... to have an effective relationship ownership of some sort must be there, or implied... simple things can work, but its hard for someone to get emotionally distraught if I take a piss on there bed in fit of discipline.

I watched him intently, I had to, his body took up my full attention as his thick fingers slowly went through my wallet, inspecting each bit and chuckling.. “You won't be needing a licence when i'm done with you” he murmered “Or a credit card “He laughed to himself. He wsa no meere pickpocket with his heavy foot upon my chest, holding me down.
The beast looming over me, my impending devourer stood just over nine feet tall, his thick green flesh a tough hide that concealed both the finer details of his musculture and the finer struggles of my best friend already sagging the previously ample paunch ., he had to weight at leat 600lb, probally more.
Looking down at me was a head from the prehistoric, The heavy snout hardly the herbivor you would expect. The brown eyes glistening with flicks or orange, rimmed around with heavy bony protrutions of dark green. His head was adorned by three major horns. The thickest, and dullest, on his nose curving slightly backward while the two over his eyes protruding from his forhead were in the slightest of corkscrewes facing forward, and far sharper looking, all a dark grey.. apart from the nose the long snout sported a mighty back frill to protect the already tough neck flesh, flaring out behind him , small nub horns on the three points, each adorned with gold caps.All that was enough of an armory to have frozen me in place, but the cocky grim hid the maw I had seen recently in its scarfing down a full grown man kicking.. the darker green lips lifting to reversal countless ivory grinding teeth, flat molars with just a pair of incisors at the front. From the angle I saw he had two molars caped on the bottom and one on the top, one of the bottom seemed an obsidian blackness glistening with fresh salvia..
The bulk of his chest was hard to describe in a word, Heavy is what I eneded up with, thick pectorals that were hidden under a mixture of dense hide and likely a bit of fat too. From each nipple hung a small metalic ring. The creatures arms wraped muscles were more evidend, though the finer details lost nuder his hide, bicepts bulged and tricepts stretched before me, while obviously strong flowed very well to the rest of his body, large thre fingered and a thumb hands with stubby nails.


At his swollen stomach the beast's figure gave the only hints of his predatory nature, though muffled and mutted the odd shapes of the human sized swelling were obvious, at least if you knew what to look for, he didn't hide the shape at all from my eyes, there would be no point, the shadows and lights of the room just seemed to accenuate the slowlyh shifting shape inside.
“If he thinks its tight now, wait till he has you as company tubby” the triceratops cackled.lazily and licked his lips watching myh eyes move down to the massive hips, thick and muscualr to hold all that weight the wideest part of his body his spread legged stance showed himself quite at ease, with what I had initally thought was bowlegged was acutally just wide.. the legs were more obviously musclular than his arms, except right around the calfs where I could see some flab swaying as he shifted his center of gravity... still each one was as thick as a man, with bony knecap gaurds almost as an afterthought.. down to three toed foot that was compressing my chest, dull thick nails covering the tips for a almost comical extra layer of protection.

After all this watching his five foot tail slowly shift back and forth was an afterthought, but an almost hypnotic one just the same.

Dragons dragons dragons, rapist naughty evil dwagons so honry and hungry...that is all

everyso often i can just be silly

While Pouncer's first contest is still going on, going to put out a new one here, just to give people a second chance to win.. and with a slightly different feel.

While Nomming people is a classic game, there is also a natual sexiness to Pouncers form, and thus this game will focus on the more adult nature of the playfull pussycats creative mind, X rated ideas are encouraged but do remember the personality, he isn't the sadistic monster just because these are naughty ones.

Entry is simple, Suggest a game that my non anthro non speaking feline Pouncer would likely play. Remember his personality, style and so on, looking for people to be imaginative, possibly with a side of humor. Be descriptive, probably a paragraph or so longs a good ballpark.
//Edit, Multiple entries ARE allowed, within reason//

Judging: Well obviously I'll have an influence, but there are a couple others I will ask to vote if they don't add there own ideas, thus disqualifying them(Have more than a few in mind, in case some want to play rather than judge)

The prize, well I'll draw the scene, and then do a freebie drawing for the winner on whatever they choose

Gallows eating me
A fantasy of talonsaurns mind

The stomach interior was dark, the smooth linging tingling my skin to the touch, thick muscles coated and recoated by the slimy mucous like stomach goo, the foul mixture carressing my form. I feel my body slipping into the bottom, sagging, a hundred and a half pounds of meat . My legs kicked a few times in his gullet, feeling the undulations squeeze, smoother, and slime with the thick drool mixed with mucous that protects such a cruical organ each small bump on the passage rubbing against my spine and flesh, making my bones tremble in rising terror, the sound so muffled from above I only realized his jaws closed by the added heat on my splayed toes still at the back of his maw..
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I slide in slowly, feeling the stomach resist a bit then give at my firm bulk, helped by gravity i sink down. The gooy surfaces bouncing and twisting me with each of his breaths, my head no longer can really tell what way is up, twisting my shoulders and bucking a bit gets me nowhere.., the slow swllows drag the rest of my form in , slithering almost like a snake into the fetid confines of the mustilid gut. Each inhaltion he makes gives me just enough room to take a breath, before the stomach again collapses on me, its walls making small swirling motions, rubbing into my flesh... but it has hardly begun.
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Gallows digestive process hadn't even started yet, his stomach had flushed from before, just like he said, his taunting words about me getting to enjoy the full orchestra of his organic recycling center all to true. If not for the terror pulsing in my ears, my heart racing, my skin crawling.. it wouldn't be so bad, the stomachs, muscles starting to slowly compact me, pressing me into a compact ball.. forcing my knees to my chest while i lay there on my side, shins pressing out against the otters tummy. His stomach wraped, my knees and cranium the only parts of me making an outline in the otterfur bulge outside. The murky acrid smell starting to invade my nostrils as my face rubbed against the stomach walls, feeling the goo slip against the flesh so slowly. The firmness of his torso and taut belly kept my squirming from jiggling his belly much at all.

His body clenched around me, twisting, and then i felt the slow process begin, the burning all over, my pulse raced, the smell of my own sweat mixed with everything else in this form fitting coffin. I just whimpered, feeling his fingers stroking over my bulge, pressing against my cranium with such casual predatory comfort.... Things would only get worse.

ts about time for a little contest to stretch readers minds, so a contest, estimated going on for about a month, assuming I get at least a minimum number of entries.


Entry is simple, Suggest a game that my non anthro non speaking feline Pouncer would likely play. Remember his personality, style and so on, looking for people to be imaginative, possibly with a side of humor. Be descriptive, probably a paragraph or so longs a good ballpark.
//Edit, Multiple entries ARE allowed, within reason//

Judging: Well obviously I'll have an influence, but there are a couple others I will ask to vote if they don't add there own ideas, thus disqualifying them(Have more than a few in mind, in case some want to play rather than judge)

The prize, well I'll draw the scene, and then do a freebie drawing for the winner on whatever they choose

**Note. “Censored” style ideas should be sent to me via PM, all others feel free to post here


Games Pouncer Plays(Samples)

Some examples that i've already used

Steal from the Panther-One of the most unusual games that Pouncer loves to play is reminiscent of a dragon on a lair. Pouncer sprawled out among treasures, from simple to rich, challenging anyone to come and try to take things from it, of course wake the panther up and he gets to do what he wants with you.. while this seems brutally and meanly unfair, Pouncer enjoys the concept so much he tends to hamper himself quiet alot, Its a hard game to get players for so he tries to be more than fair....some very fine things are wedged under his body afterall. When someone looses this game there possessions are added to the treasure trove. and there body is added to the handsome panther body. Urp.

20 Questions.. This lovely little game has pouncer with a recently filled tummy sit in front of a lucky contestant who gets to guess at what Pouncer ate, having him nod or shake his head for an answer, while it seems easy enough to “Win” you've gotta get really specific.... as in name... loosers are snarfed up nice and quick to join the sexy panther sway, winners get the belly victim(S) upchucked in front of them with minimal damage

Hide and Seek- The most classic of panther games. Pouncer counts to 500hundred(In meows) then stalks and hunts down the other players(Aka anyone around), gobbling them up as he catches them..a very very fattening game.

Tag- When Pouncer is it he "Tags" people by chomping on them.. a nice chasing game. Though seldom lasts long.

Hunter-This is rather a loving game, Pouncer plays “the hunted” as in the target of a classic hunt, the other player has a paintgun or blunderbuss that they use to hunt him down, if Pouncer gets splattered he becomes submissive and plays the captured beast, if he sneaks up and noms the other player before they shoot him he trots off with them swinging in his tummy, hunter to hunted..and oftentimes burped up in pouncers lair as a temproary slave.. oddly this game rarely ends in true digestion.


Sultan/King/God-- just your basic worship the panther

Serious time here But the players been having some serious real life problems family wise, my fathers been diagnoised with mild Leukemia, and everything is happening so fast its real scary. This week especially when early in the week I found out he'd have to have chemo and eventually a marrow transplant, to this morning where I found out there going to have him in start Chemo Monday and keep him in the hospital for a month . At least its in one of the top cancer hospitals in the states and I guess there hurrying things up so they have the best chance at a cure. But it is beyond shocking my system..

will probally amend this later, as I get enough focus to write, talking about it is pretty hard so at least here i can foward people to it

This is a very short scene that follows up this story(And a couple others)
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3177040/
(Strongly advised you pursue that first)
Mainly just a little something for the watchers here to see.. also the concept is stuck in my head




Sanderson shivered.. he knew he was about to die.. It had been told to him many times, Venison dinner for Gallows xmass eve. Gallows had been mentally slicing him up as a main dish for almost a month now, the rest of his cronies were just as bad.. “pretty boy, Gallows favroite, your antlers are going to be underwear racks.. He was to scared to write his family a last time, Gallows might hurt them.. He was therefore alone when the message came, slipped under his door like they always were. He heard sniggering outside, when it was done, maybe it was just a prank? Not from himself.?

He folded the small letter over and over again in his paws, it was simple, it was direct, it left little wiggle room “Out in the main yard 8 PM, Bare.” Gallows to a T, a prank would have been dumb enough to sign Gallows name, And be more clear, Gallows knew you knew who wrote it so used his vocabulary economically .

Blitzen sat down again, he just couldn't go out yet... his knees wouldn't take him..the natural fear. He cursed himself for being weak.


Blitzen really didn't know what to do, the winter snow storm was just starting outside, He thought of maybe staying inside, or trying to run.. but that never worked. He was sure of it. He sniffled a bit and decided not to debase himself any more than he had too.. he even felt like shoving gallows nose in it... so he wore his under garments. Blitzen took the long last walk, hearing the catcalls from the others, just like a prison dead man walking he figured. He pushed both hands against the doors and steped out into the blizzard with a brave face.. shame his eyes were closed, causing a trip, and a faceplant in a snowbank.. He eyes slowly opened as Gallows voice started.




“Kid, your nearly naked, and your shivering... whats wrong “Gallows said circling like a shark “Your cold like that in this wintery day, this little snow storm, I can warm you right up” Blitzen's eyes moved up gallows body as the otter grunted ferally, his “Santa” suit not containing him much at all, belly pushing through, but far from at capacity... the word H'ordver screamed to Blitzens mind. He said nothing, just watched. “So your really an animal then, can't talk, a beast of burden. Assume the position!” Gallows snaped loudly
“What” Blitzen said with a whimper, his voice strangled, head tilting up to watch Gallows predator glare. He swallowed nervously. Staring to stand, never taking his eyes from Gallows own..


“On all fours, Like an Animal” Gallows snapped, Blitzen went to all fours on instinct sticking his rump up, whole body shivering as fresh snow started to build up on him. “Good, now what are we going to do with you Blitzen, its Christmas eve, and I'm still ravenous.” Gallows put a foot on his head, the bare paw pressing his face into the snow, but he held up as best he could.. “SPEAK”

“I” Blizten started
“Thats not how animals talk” Gallows snapped. Blitzen bleated as best he could, trying to imitate an animal, then he whimpered, looking away, closing his eyes. “Its like this is it” He said under his breath. “no dignity” He lowed mournfully.
“It is” Gallows said. Then he made his move
Blitzen yelped as he felt Gallows paw grab him around the neck, his voice strangled somewhat as he found himself being harnessed, roughly saddled, and futher . manhandled, The otters paws grabbing onto him, feeling him up, pulling his legs apart “Whaaa” he yelped, eyes bolting open as he heard bells ringing nearby. Then he felt an ass slap. Leather straps chaffing some as he squirmed. It felt like some sort of perverted gimp suit against his flesh.

“Whats wrong, you got a place, Deer.. you gotta work, you know that, and if you don't you loose your title.. .the little it is... your crying days are over Blitzen.”

“I'm what”His words were cut of as a bridle was shoved into his lips and secured. Blitzen stared down at the harness he was wearing, just like a beast of burden.... fine leather, jingle bells. He looked between his legs to see a sign hanging from around his neck.. a grubby white wooden one with red letters “Head of Sled Team”

Gallows mounted the startled dear straddling his back rubbing his ass against the small of it. Making him whimper “ Just what I Said, your my buck, you got yourself a title rather than just your delicous weight. Give me a good bellow, were going to play the Grinch this season, now Mush! And Blitzen, you get yourself a self and we'll see if you get to sleep inside like a good deer....”

Blitzen yelped, the voice as strong a motivator than any whip, he grunted a few times and started to pull the impromptue sled, deep down he was happy. He felt a soft warmess inside him, something of a hunger, a ego.. everyone needed a place to belong, a home.. maybe this was his, it felt like it at last..

X Rated otter power, enjoy

“Shoes”


It was always at this moment where the choice came, swallow or kiss. Hugged tight together, fresh from vigorous otter sex, his cock still burred deep in its home. In the tight watertight rumps of his prey. The soft otter body in his grasp was property now, Gallows mind had no problem with that, he owned people like others collected shoes.

He gently licked at the otters nose, he hadn't payed attention to its name, it rarely mattered, the last bit of information he cared about. He smelled nice, oiled with a lotion that was made with oranges, it gave the slightest of glimmers to the pale brown fur. Gallows mind often ignored the scent of sex and musk, like one who had lived in it he appreciated peoples finer flavors, some would call him a gormet, which to gallows mind was just being picky.. The best didn't have to be made by some fancy pants chef afterall., each palate was made differently,and his demanded the face of his meal to fit properly inside it...

He lifted the otters trembling body against his own, off the floor, no longer looming over him.. letting the bodies press and grind against each other, holding him so flush perspiration made wet sounds with each breath, Gallows feeling the soft features rubbing back, the firm belly, the deeply breathing chest moving in and out like a bellows.. The feel was key, everything from the texture of the fur to the squeeze his cock got when he hilted deep into the fellows depths.. the rape was half, this.. afterglow.. well that let him savor the shape fuller,, afterall..once you were raped.. you kinda felt the worst had happened...



The otters heart beat went pitter pat pat pat pitter, his breathing was shallow, lustful, Gallows slowly turned his head to press his ear to the throat, the embraced otter swallowed nervously, there was a tiny bit of doubt.. but that's what they all loved... even the most optimistic of sexual partners knew Gallows was a rapist, he wore that badge with pride... It too was a tool. How they responded to him was imporant, but he never let the secret out of what was the RIGHT reaction... it would spoil the fun.

He pulled his head back slightly and put his chin on the otters head , forcing it down into his chest letting him lick at the scruff of the head, sampling the flavors.. the fur flavor was laced with the days emotions, he could almost read it like a book, the thick otter fur tended to trap such flavors well..and would have blinded a lesser set of lips and tastebuds, he let it linger, holding his position while he pressed his tongue firmly between the otterlings shoulder letting its head bend against his own powerful pecs... the deeper true flesh flavor was quite nice, a mild flavor though, a palate cleanser.. Gallows discovered early on the flavors of a meal were each unique, among the sentient at least.. it was a dirty thrill to be the only one ever to sample a dish... yet another reason he was a man eater....


Face to face with the loving otter he smiled, slid a paw down to stroke the spread rump, feeling its curves slowly,, fingers stroking around the tailbase, pinky tickling the lesser furs sack.. then gallows opened wide.. There was a short scream, and then just wet mouthy sound as the littler otter realized the decision...Swallow

Like a collector of shoes.. there was only so much room in the closet... and this pair was going back to its maker. He still savored the moments before he'd never see the otter again, its toes sticking from his lips.. soon only to fuel the ravenous needs...

He laid back, murderous belly grossly swollen, making soft *grulping* sounds he liked eating people just a bit smaller than him, gave him a great sensation, the beautiful otter was no more, snuffed out to be turned into fuel for the unending hunger of the stud, like thousands before him. Gallows was a PREDATOR first and formost, a force of nature for hunger.

Its been a while since i colored a drawing, so simple question, which recent drawing that I've posted should I give the old try at coloring?

Working a bit on a new story, will be focused on gallows and a reporter giving him an interview about being a top predator. Simple enough concept, but why I post here is to field questions people would like to have asked. If you ever had a question about the otter or his preding style do ask, Some will likely get into the story proper.

My voice had left me, I couldn't say a word, I just stared at the panther, it was far larger than I had seen before, standing at nearly 5 feet to the shoulder, and far heavier than a man.. it was magestetic creature as it walked close too me. I almost for the moment it had just swallowed one of my companions whole, kicking ands struggling all the way.. the stomach swaying and fighting couldn't help but remind me.. but still I stared.. He moved smoothly around me, walking with a jaunty pose, purring deeply.. his smell was oddly comforting.. I couldn't resist leaning into him as he passed, moaning soflty. Feeling his soft fur against my hands as I stroked him. A shiver went down my spine.. I couldn't resist.. and then he pressed his nose against my rump, it was almost like a trance. I nodded soflty, almost as if reading his thoughts, slowly removing my shirt, one button at a time, Feeling his hot breath against me as I disrobbed before him, it seemed so right to be at his mercy.. my breath racing.. I couldn't run, I couldn't fight. .there was no choice. When I was fully naked I stood before him, not darking to move, just letting my eyes follow his smooth silky form, belly swaying hypnotically a few moments before he sat before me, leaned down and let loose one slow lick from between my lets to my belly, leaving a thick wet trail over my bits, making me shiver in lust.
My eyes slid down to stare at his own. The dark green eyes spoke volumes, I slowly got to my hands and knees, lowered my head and watched him return the nod with a kiss over my face, jostling my glasses, mussing my hair.. He slid against me, belly rubbing at my side. I felt it twitch and kick, a shiver of realization throbed down my spine, but there was no resisting, his soft gentle “meowerrr”made it all seem right.. everything about him mixed power and softness. I shivered as he strolled out of sight, his tail tickling my nose a few moments before I felt his heavy paws on my hips pads slowly stretching, claws merely teasing as they slipped from the fingers a moment. I just closed my eyes and let out a slow moan, head hanging loow, looking under myeslf. As I looked over my my own unmentionables I felt senssations of fear, worry, but that was soon overtaken by a strange comfort, something from inside the panther that told me, it would be alright.. of course it could be brief too.
I felt his paws working up my torso, leaving small pawprints of dirty over my body, letting his own full belly press against my hips.. his voice slowly modulating, methodically coaxing me on, sweat dribbled from my body as I saw his own malness, so much more impressive, swaying, heavy nut full of kitty spunk.. It was way to big for me, but his voice was deep inside me, comforting my fears, I felt his forpaws stop around my chest, curling around it soflty.

The powerful smell of the panthers lust slowly flowed over me, I still winced when I felt the tip of his cock press against my virgin pucker.. even with all the sweet panther purring my body was still trembling. His soft fur grinding and rubbing my body, the belly compacting and wiggling against the small of my back.. His own head hung over mine as he let off a long slow burp..and then his head spread my legs, putting more and more force down on my back. I wasn't gay.. but.. well.. with all this.. there were exceptions to be made.. I whimpered softly and let out a moan as he pressed in, my unspoiled behind felt every little bit so intimatly, the roughness, the smoothness, the warmth though was overwhelming as he started to claim me for his own in a very different way than he did my friend. His panting got huskier and made my body shake as he thrusted in, so full, so swollen, my hips ached as they were stretched, my arms buckled some, he was to big . He pulled out, letting me get a breath before shoving in again, a moan escaped my lips.. He was making me his bitch.. or lover.. there were so many words, but all seemed right. The soft poping sounds helped serenade me admist the slow gurgles and deep grunts.. after a few dozen thrusts I felt myself better able to hold myself up.. a quick glance let me smile just before he hilted in. He had been using one forpaw to help support rather than just wrap around me, I needed every bit as he started to arch and drive, sending his passions deep inside, the warmth of his body seemed all around me though, nuzzling me, making me his.. it didn't take long for me to feel the very first dribbles of his most intimate of excretions deep inside my body. How I “took” the whole length I couldn't belive. The hot rod felt so right deep inside. My whole body tingled, I felt alive.. I let out a long slow moan as I felt his belly start to jerk over me, his own excitement quickling my fellows final struggles until it ceased struggling the very same moment pouncer came explosivly inside me

The flow was almost a religious experience, the heat shooting up my backside, into my bowels, flooding out everything that seemed wrong and replacing it with his eesence, I felt alive, letting loose a long deep moan, my flesh tingled, the pawmarks on my back felt wonderful, patches of the pathers touch... but every other part of me felt bigger, stronger..my muscles growing slowly, but reguarly.. I didn't fully understand it, but something flowed through my own body, I couldn't help, I came onto the ground.. and looked down, my body was changing, lengethening, stretching my face was stretching, glasses falling off the bridge of my nose as it elongaged, quickly growing a soft small fuz of black fur over it. My ankles throbbed a moment then felt quite comfortable, toes flexing. Deep inside I kept feeling the warm liquid seep into my body, I couldn't tell if it was just my own form growing.. changing, spine realigning. My own back arched back, feeling his firm swollen stomach .. I let out a deep throaty pur.. I couldn't resist..it seemed so right as my form. I started to pant, my eyes no longer seeing things nearly as blurry.. imperfections in the body faded from the glorious warm gift. He rode me, deep, pressing in again and again.. and then.. finally.. he pulled out... and the shere enormity of the experience flattened me onto my belly with a deep belly flop, legs sprawling out under me. I let off another deep roar as he stood over me.. plantting a paw on my head, holding me down.. not that I could move.. I just shivered, feeling my body bulk up just a bit more, it didn't take a genious to realize I had rapidly became a panther, very much like him... I was his... chosen for his pleasure rather than nourishment.