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Of all eight of the Keepers, Jobe has always been the one to find himself in the most distress. He's often kidnapped, attacked, and at one point, he was brutally raped. But perhaps worst of all, he's found himself fancied by more predators than any of his friends.
Which is why it was no surprise at all to him when one ambushed and kidnapped him and brought him home for dinner, prepping him nicely on a place with all sorts of trimmings around him, complete with a bottle of one to pair him with.
Doesn't he just look delicious? Wonder who the lucky predator is? Whoever he is, he's certainly going to enjoy his tasty human prey!
. . . Oh, wait. You want a bite? Well, by all means! Eat up!
Long-awaited commission from
Memento~Mori featuring my original Keepers character, Jobe. Thanks so much, MM!
Which is why it was no surprise at all to him when one ambushed and kidnapped him and brought him home for dinner, prepping him nicely on a place with all sorts of trimmings around him, complete with a bottle of one to pair him with.
Doesn't he just look delicious? Wonder who the lucky predator is? Whoever he is, he's certainly going to enjoy his tasty human prey!
. . . Oh, wait. You want a bite? Well, by all means! Eat up!
Long-awaited commission from
Memento~Mori featuring my original Keepers character, Jobe. Thanks so much, MM!
Category All / Vore
Species Human
Size 1280 x 1029px
File Size 219.9 kB
Rhydian grinned slowly and shoved Jobe’s head into his mouth, slathering it in saliva. With several powerful gulps, he managed to down half of Jobe’s body. With several more he swallowed the rest. A final gulp, and Jobe slid down his gullet and into his bulging stomach. Rhydian rubbed his swelling gut as a wet, frothy, belch crawled it’s way out of his throat.
Rhydian muttered to himself. “They always beg for their lives.” He said sadly. “I don’t know why i bother. Maybe it’s since I’m unable to die and I’ve done some horrible things. And then if I can help others, maybe the horrible things won’t be as bad anymore.” Rubbing his shrinking gut as it let even more air out as he belched.
Jobe's head sank beneath the surface of the stomach acids, and that was that. His head broke down, exposing his thick skull, which slowly dissolved, as well, exposing the rich brains for Rhydian to digest, as well. They soon crumbled down into nutrients until once, what had once been a young black man was now bits and pieces of hair, flesh, and clothing, all of which floated on the stomach acids.
Rhydian's meal was officially complete.
Rhydian's meal was officially complete.
Rhydian grinned and wandered off, he had no reason to stay. He chuckled to himself. “That was a go-“ He stopped midsentence as a bulge forced it’s way up his throat, culminating in a massive belch as his recent meal’s thick framed glasses, shot out of his mouth and landed on covered in drool on the cold, hard ground.
An Elegantly Dressed Lioness walks out of the bushes and sees you on a platter before her. "Well, Well, Well. I've got to give credit to the contractor, they've handed me my target on a silver platter. I guess I won't need these." She holsters the silver plated Colt M1911 pistols she was holding in her hands. Her stomach rumbled and she said, "Oh I guess it's time for supper. Although I must inform you. You're not going to last very long. They never do." The lioness grinned. "Oh by the way, I'm Sand-Oh we can do away with the alias's." She paused as she composed herself. "I'm Vera, Vera Coxcomb."
A cheetah wearing what appears to be an arm bracelet around his right arm and a hospital gown covering his body walks into the clearing and up to you. "Hello, I'm Aaron, Aaron Videl. You, you okay?" His stomach rumbles. "I've just been from that place, where there ain't any food. I'ven't eaten in days." He then looks at Jobe as if seeing him for the first time. "Well, now there's something, a dinner all dressed up and ready to go." He grins. "But wait, what if it's another damn government trap, or some, some, sort of, of." He pauses, and notices his rumbling stomach. "I can''t, I mustn't." The cheetah then approaches Jobe and licked his lips.
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“I have to!” He growls animalisticly. He pounces on Jobe and lifts him above his head. He grabs the apple with his teeth, pulls it out of Jobe’s mouth and swallows it in one gulp. *gluk* He then proceeds to lick Jobe’s face, tasting him. His lips curl into a viscous sneer. “You’ll do just fine.” He then procceeds to shove Jobe’s head into his maw.
Aaron rubbed his gut. Grinning, he said.”I cannot, for if I do that I shall starve. And if I might be so polite, you’re the best meal I’ve tasted in a while. Better than the hospital food, even the hospital staff.” Aaron showed his appreciation of his meal by letting out a long sloppy belch.
Jobe didn't answer as his head sank beneath the stomach acids. It crumbled away, exposing his skull, which also digested to reveal his thick, rich, pink brains. They, too, dissolved into nutrients, and soon, what was once a young, dark-skinned man was bit and pieces of hair, flesh, and clothing, which all floated on the stomach acids.
Aaron's meal was now complete.
Aaron's meal was now complete.
A large equine; A shire to be exact. with black fur, standing at fifteen feet above the ground,pistol in hand, stumbled into view. His stomach rumbled as he licked his lips grinning. "Well, well, my contact doesn't arrive for two hours. I think now would be the appropriate time to grab a snack." He slowly approaches the humans position. "Human, my favorite."
(Better.)
Jobe screamed as his head was crammed into Raymond's hungry, drooling jaws. He felt drool dribble all over him as he was slurped by the large, thick, wet tongue. He was also chewed on lightly by the big, sharp teeth as he was pushed toward the back of the waiting, greedy throat, which gurgled at the approaching meal.
Jobe screamed as his head was crammed into Raymond's hungry, drooling jaws. He felt drool dribble all over him as he was slurped by the large, thick, wet tongue. He was also chewed on lightly by the big, sharp teeth as he was pushed toward the back of the waiting, greedy throat, which gurgled at the approaching meal.
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