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The original characters were getting a bit neglected, and I realized I hadn't had any happy stories of Niall and Victor just hanging out (which is weird, seeing as they're best friends). Working on giving the characters a bit more distinction beyond "species and weight", seen here with Victor mostly (his horns were inspired by a wonderful sketch by 
Nommz as seen here https://twitter.com/DragoNommz/stat.....974818504704).
Niall and Victor spend a relaxing night getting high, but Victor's munchies are making Niall look pretty tasty.
Short: The High Road Home
By: IndigoRho
A small cloud of nearly white smoke spewed from Niall's lips, the shirtless goat sighing in relief shortly afterward. He passed the vaporizer bag to the empty couch cushion next to him and leaned back, relaxed, taking a moment to just listen to the current song playing in the background. His hooves wandered to his exposed belly, a large, mushy sandy-brown and white furred dome. The mound wobbled under his touch. Niall was indeed considerably overweight, but his swollen gut's current size was due to an excessive amount of food rather than pure fat, and while there was certainly a fair amount of mundane goods within—pizza, cookies, soda, chicken nuggets—the bulk of its contents were a badger. Well, what was left of a badger anyway. At this point the goat's day-old meal had been reduced to a thick soup, along with some bones. The result was a sloshy, temporary caricature of a beer gut that bounced more than jiggled.
“Man Victor, this was like the perfect way to end the day,” he said, still toying with his middle. “Last night's dinner just didn't set well, fucker gave me cramps all day at work. All the punks in the park kept outrunning me while I was on patrol.”
A tan and orange scaled claw reached across the couch and grabbed the vaporizer bag. Victor placed the mouthpiece between his lips and inhaled deeply, his soft cheeks puffing out so much that the lowest of the stubby, rounded horns along the side of his head nearly poked against his chubby neck. The lizard exhaled. “I'm sure Jamie's reformed by now, why don't you call him and complain about his quality?”
“Real funny.” Niall took the bag again, draining it some more.
Victor laughed, his own sizable belly jiggling from the act. Like Niall, he'd ditched his shirt earlier in the night, convinced it'd get in the way of his more conventional gluttony. Of course, he was also simply fond of fat in general. The lizard's stomach suddenly growled embarrassingly loud, not that Niall noticed. He wanted to feel surprised, as the two friends had done an exceptional job of clearing out the apartment's fridge and pantry, but he knew how relentless his hunger could be, especially with how badly he tended to get the munchies. His claw wandered to the bag of giant marshmallows next to him, but his exploration only uncovered two survivors. Those wouldn't quell his hunger at all.
“Damn, I'm still starving,” Victor said with annoyance. “Want to go splitsies on another pizza order, maybe even a delivery guy?”
Niall looked down on his gut in contemplation. “Naw, Jamie's tiding me over pretty well, and I should probably think about heading home soon anyway.”
Victor frowned, and his stomach rumbled once more. He didn't want to waste money ordering something alone, and the twenty-four hour mart on the corner seemed so far away. The nearly empty bag nudged him, and Victor turned to receive it. As he did, the lizard found himself staring over at his bloated friend. Victor's mouth watered a little, an idea coming together in his hazy mind. After a quick last puff to drain the vaporizer, Victor grabbed the last two marshmallows and lugged himself off the couch, quietly padding around the back of it.
“Niall, I don't think you're in any condition to walk home on your own,” Victor said.
The goat finally noticed Victor's new position. “Eh, I'll just call a cab or something, not
that hard.”
“But they're so expensive, I'd hate for you to just throw money away like that,” Victor shifted to the couch's side and released the recliner lever. The couch segment leaned back abruptly and the footrest flew open, startling Niall and causing his belly to sway back and forth. He found himself staring straight up at Victor. “Fortunately, I've got a plan that'll solve both our problems.”
Niall continued staring, confused, while Victor impaled the two marshmallows on the goat's horns, blunting them. His eyes went wide once the lizard's maw opened and lunged, shrouding him in darkness. Victor grabbed Niall's shoulders and pulled the hefty goat forwards, dragging him slowly along the reclined couch. Niall blindly reached around with his hooves, attempting to dislodge his head before it was too late, but Victor managed to snatch each in turn and shove them into his mouth, pinning the goat's arms to his chest. The next large swallow took in the shoulders, then a decent portion of the chest.
As he squirmed and wiggled, Niall's belly wobbled about, each movement followed by Victor's eyes. The lizard only picked up his pace, increasingly eager to obtain the swiftly approaching prize. He felt his mouth stretch more and more to handle the goat's ball-gut, his horns now digging into his bulging neck, though not painfully. Victor's tongue was only treated to the less flabby parts of the meal, but the taste was still pleasant, and the sensation of such a large belly in his mouth was wonderful on its own. He lingered for a while, drenching Niall's middle with saliva, shifting his jaw a little from side to side just to feel the resulting movement. Niall's faint complaints fell on deaf ears.
Content, Victor carefully began unbuttoning and unzipping Niall's jeans, pushing the taste-obstructing covering away. Niall's struggles picked up, displeased with being disrobed. Victor giggled, gently shaking his prey, and simply continued swallowing, gradually taking Niall's pants off in the process. He winced as the goat's horns pricked his sphincter through their marshmallow cushions, though it quickly opened to accept the meal. Niall gagged as his head pushed into Victor's stomach, the pungent smell of dozens of mixed foods and drinks stinging his nose. A couple large gulps reunited him with his hooves, but not in time to save him from being dunked in a pile of muck.
Niall was barely able to groan in dismay before most of his chest suddenly lurched into the stomach, pressing him even further into the mass of partially digested food. He could feel Victor's whole body shifting and the remainder of his legs lifting into the air. Out of pure frustration Niall thumped hard on the slick walls of his prison and kicked as best he could, though the action did more to upset his own stomach than Victor's. The goat couldn't remember the last time he'd let his friend catch him off-guard like this. Usually he was the one gobbling down others with little provocation, and having the tables turned on him was making Niall grumpy.
Victor held his head high as the goat's hooves slid into his mouth and down his throat, his scaled belly swelling out and pressing against the back of the couch. The sharp jiggle as the last of Niall emptied into his stomach was his favorite, sending a euphoric wave across his whole body. He gave the bulge in his middle a hard pat, grinning when Niall responded with a burst of strikes that felt more like a massage than an attack. Feeling a bit tired from his large meal, Victor slowly waddled over to Niall's old spot on the couch and carefully lowered himself onto it. The couch creaked noisily from the excessive mass, but held. Victor leaned back, looking over the shifting mountain of his middle with glee, making a game of spotting the occasional impression of horn, snout, or hoof. Niall was cursing at him, though his voice was thoroughly muffled, making the usual threats of swift vengeance and the like. He'd get over it once he reformed. Probably.
The stuffed lizard was just about to nod off when the sound of the front door opening spurred his eyes open. He glanced over lazily, staring at the chubby raven who'd just entered the room. Adam, his boyfriend, took one look at Victor's massive, writhing belly and grinned ecstatically. He hurried over and practically leaped onto the couch beside Victor.
“You look so amazing, you're so huge!” Adam gave the lizard a quick peck on the cheek before pressing his talons into his boyfriend's gut and rubbing it in earnest. The new attention prompted a complaint from the meal, and Adam's grin grew even larger. “Is that Niall? Please tell me that's Niall!”
Victor nodded. “Kind of got the munchies, and he was just sitting their look so delicious,” he said loudly, hoping Niall would hear. An onslaught of useless struggles hinted at yes.
“This is just the best thing to come home to, work was really draining,” Adam said giving the lizard's unruly middle a deep massage. “I'm almost ready to just pass out and be done with it.”
Victor yawned loudly, his eyes half-closed. “Sounds like a plan to me. The couch is feeling really comfortable right now.” The lizard leaned back fully and let his eyes close completely. His breathing steadied, and rhythmic motion of his belly quickly put him to sleep.
Adam followed suit, laying his head across Victor's warm chest and gradually falling asleep to the sounds of his heartbeat and Niall's fading, garbled complaints. Within the stomach, Niall eventually tired himself out, feeling his eyes grow heavier and heavier. He reluctantly curled up in the soft mush pile, passing out from the combination of exhaustion and dwindling air. Thoughts of revenge slipped away as Niall's breathing ceased, and Victor's stomach began the arduous process of churning and digesting the large goat, preparing him to become a fresh mass of lizard fat.
And Niall finally manages to get eaten! Knew either Victor or Eli would have the honor of gobbling him up first in a story.
I was really happy with how short this one ended up, mainly because I'd been trying to aim for a 2-3 page story the last few shorts but kept hitting 3-4 instead. It's nice to be able to just come up with a quick scene that doesn't get out of hand, and will make it a lot easier to give the whole cast some screen time.
Nommz as seen here https://twitter.com/DragoNommz/stat.....974818504704). Niall and Victor spend a relaxing night getting high, but Victor's munchies are making Niall look pretty tasty.
Short: The High Road Home
By: IndigoRho
A small cloud of nearly white smoke spewed from Niall's lips, the shirtless goat sighing in relief shortly afterward. He passed the vaporizer bag to the empty couch cushion next to him and leaned back, relaxed, taking a moment to just listen to the current song playing in the background. His hooves wandered to his exposed belly, a large, mushy sandy-brown and white furred dome. The mound wobbled under his touch. Niall was indeed considerably overweight, but his swollen gut's current size was due to an excessive amount of food rather than pure fat, and while there was certainly a fair amount of mundane goods within—pizza, cookies, soda, chicken nuggets—the bulk of its contents were a badger. Well, what was left of a badger anyway. At this point the goat's day-old meal had been reduced to a thick soup, along with some bones. The result was a sloshy, temporary caricature of a beer gut that bounced more than jiggled.
“Man Victor, this was like the perfect way to end the day,” he said, still toying with his middle. “Last night's dinner just didn't set well, fucker gave me cramps all day at work. All the punks in the park kept outrunning me while I was on patrol.”
A tan and orange scaled claw reached across the couch and grabbed the vaporizer bag. Victor placed the mouthpiece between his lips and inhaled deeply, his soft cheeks puffing out so much that the lowest of the stubby, rounded horns along the side of his head nearly poked against his chubby neck. The lizard exhaled. “I'm sure Jamie's reformed by now, why don't you call him and complain about his quality?”
“Real funny.” Niall took the bag again, draining it some more.
Victor laughed, his own sizable belly jiggling from the act. Like Niall, he'd ditched his shirt earlier in the night, convinced it'd get in the way of his more conventional gluttony. Of course, he was also simply fond of fat in general. The lizard's stomach suddenly growled embarrassingly loud, not that Niall noticed. He wanted to feel surprised, as the two friends had done an exceptional job of clearing out the apartment's fridge and pantry, but he knew how relentless his hunger could be, especially with how badly he tended to get the munchies. His claw wandered to the bag of giant marshmallows next to him, but his exploration only uncovered two survivors. Those wouldn't quell his hunger at all.
“Damn, I'm still starving,” Victor said with annoyance. “Want to go splitsies on another pizza order, maybe even a delivery guy?”
Niall looked down on his gut in contemplation. “Naw, Jamie's tiding me over pretty well, and I should probably think about heading home soon anyway.”
Victor frowned, and his stomach rumbled once more. He didn't want to waste money ordering something alone, and the twenty-four hour mart on the corner seemed so far away. The nearly empty bag nudged him, and Victor turned to receive it. As he did, the lizard found himself staring over at his bloated friend. Victor's mouth watered a little, an idea coming together in his hazy mind. After a quick last puff to drain the vaporizer, Victor grabbed the last two marshmallows and lugged himself off the couch, quietly padding around the back of it.
“Niall, I don't think you're in any condition to walk home on your own,” Victor said.
The goat finally noticed Victor's new position. “Eh, I'll just call a cab or something, not
that hard.”
“But they're so expensive, I'd hate for you to just throw money away like that,” Victor shifted to the couch's side and released the recliner lever. The couch segment leaned back abruptly and the footrest flew open, startling Niall and causing his belly to sway back and forth. He found himself staring straight up at Victor. “Fortunately, I've got a plan that'll solve both our problems.”
Niall continued staring, confused, while Victor impaled the two marshmallows on the goat's horns, blunting them. His eyes went wide once the lizard's maw opened and lunged, shrouding him in darkness. Victor grabbed Niall's shoulders and pulled the hefty goat forwards, dragging him slowly along the reclined couch. Niall blindly reached around with his hooves, attempting to dislodge his head before it was too late, but Victor managed to snatch each in turn and shove them into his mouth, pinning the goat's arms to his chest. The next large swallow took in the shoulders, then a decent portion of the chest.
As he squirmed and wiggled, Niall's belly wobbled about, each movement followed by Victor's eyes. The lizard only picked up his pace, increasingly eager to obtain the swiftly approaching prize. He felt his mouth stretch more and more to handle the goat's ball-gut, his horns now digging into his bulging neck, though not painfully. Victor's tongue was only treated to the less flabby parts of the meal, but the taste was still pleasant, and the sensation of such a large belly in his mouth was wonderful on its own. He lingered for a while, drenching Niall's middle with saliva, shifting his jaw a little from side to side just to feel the resulting movement. Niall's faint complaints fell on deaf ears.
Content, Victor carefully began unbuttoning and unzipping Niall's jeans, pushing the taste-obstructing covering away. Niall's struggles picked up, displeased with being disrobed. Victor giggled, gently shaking his prey, and simply continued swallowing, gradually taking Niall's pants off in the process. He winced as the goat's horns pricked his sphincter through their marshmallow cushions, though it quickly opened to accept the meal. Niall gagged as his head pushed into Victor's stomach, the pungent smell of dozens of mixed foods and drinks stinging his nose. A couple large gulps reunited him with his hooves, but not in time to save him from being dunked in a pile of muck.
Niall was barely able to groan in dismay before most of his chest suddenly lurched into the stomach, pressing him even further into the mass of partially digested food. He could feel Victor's whole body shifting and the remainder of his legs lifting into the air. Out of pure frustration Niall thumped hard on the slick walls of his prison and kicked as best he could, though the action did more to upset his own stomach than Victor's. The goat couldn't remember the last time he'd let his friend catch him off-guard like this. Usually he was the one gobbling down others with little provocation, and having the tables turned on him was making Niall grumpy.
Victor held his head high as the goat's hooves slid into his mouth and down his throat, his scaled belly swelling out and pressing against the back of the couch. The sharp jiggle as the last of Niall emptied into his stomach was his favorite, sending a euphoric wave across his whole body. He gave the bulge in his middle a hard pat, grinning when Niall responded with a burst of strikes that felt more like a massage than an attack. Feeling a bit tired from his large meal, Victor slowly waddled over to Niall's old spot on the couch and carefully lowered himself onto it. The couch creaked noisily from the excessive mass, but held. Victor leaned back, looking over the shifting mountain of his middle with glee, making a game of spotting the occasional impression of horn, snout, or hoof. Niall was cursing at him, though his voice was thoroughly muffled, making the usual threats of swift vengeance and the like. He'd get over it once he reformed. Probably.
The stuffed lizard was just about to nod off when the sound of the front door opening spurred his eyes open. He glanced over lazily, staring at the chubby raven who'd just entered the room. Adam, his boyfriend, took one look at Victor's massive, writhing belly and grinned ecstatically. He hurried over and practically leaped onto the couch beside Victor.
“You look so amazing, you're so huge!” Adam gave the lizard a quick peck on the cheek before pressing his talons into his boyfriend's gut and rubbing it in earnest. The new attention prompted a complaint from the meal, and Adam's grin grew even larger. “Is that Niall? Please tell me that's Niall!”
Victor nodded. “Kind of got the munchies, and he was just sitting their look so delicious,” he said loudly, hoping Niall would hear. An onslaught of useless struggles hinted at yes.
“This is just the best thing to come home to, work was really draining,” Adam said giving the lizard's unruly middle a deep massage. “I'm almost ready to just pass out and be done with it.”
Victor yawned loudly, his eyes half-closed. “Sounds like a plan to me. The couch is feeling really comfortable right now.” The lizard leaned back fully and let his eyes close completely. His breathing steadied, and rhythmic motion of his belly quickly put him to sleep.
Adam followed suit, laying his head across Victor's warm chest and gradually falling asleep to the sounds of his heartbeat and Niall's fading, garbled complaints. Within the stomach, Niall eventually tired himself out, feeling his eyes grow heavier and heavier. He reluctantly curled up in the soft mush pile, passing out from the combination of exhaustion and dwindling air. Thoughts of revenge slipped away as Niall's breathing ceased, and Victor's stomach began the arduous process of churning and digesting the large goat, preparing him to become a fresh mass of lizard fat.
And Niall finally manages to get eaten! Knew either Victor or Eli would have the honor of gobbling him up first in a story.
I was really happy with how short this one ended up, mainly because I'd been trying to aim for a 2-3 page story the last few shorts but kept hitting 3-4 instead. It's nice to be able to just come up with a quick scene that doesn't get out of hand, and will make it a lot easier to give the whole cast some screen time.
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