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Dinner in the Park - Chapter 2 - Part 11 (Vore)
posted 9 years ago Musician | Support me with Shinies!
The following is a fourteen-part commission done by the amazing 
WeWo, who was more than thrilled to continue the previous "Dinner in the Park" comic and join me in making it into a saga! It stars my Fur & Flesh deuteragonist, Jobe, and a new villain named Robert "Bob" Wyles, a man I happen to know and have met in real life.
Bob happily swallowed down Jobe’s belly now, letting his meal hanging down from his jaws, holding him outward without even using his hands! Jobe continued shaking his body and kicking his legs with no hope of escape.
Things were looking very grim for Jobe now as he got closer to the stomach. He got even closer as Bob gulped down his waist, chewing and drooling hungrily over his struggling meal.
Jobe’s head now poked into Bob's stomach and hung over his waiting stomach juices. He continued tossing his body to and fro in Bob's throat. He also kicked his legs, the final parts left of him hanging outside of Bob's maw.
Bob rumbled happily now as he neared the completion of his meal. He hungrily curled and pursed his lips around Jobe's long legs and slurped them hard and powerfully into his maw like a pair of long, wet noodles.
GULP!
Then, he gulped him down whole, Jobe making a very large, still-squirming bulge in the heavy man's throat as he made his way the rest of the way down.
Jobe fell down into the hot, fleshy prison that was Bob's stomach, landing right in the stomach acids. He was quickly encased by the groaning, churning stomach walls, which eased and massaged him into a wet, sloshy submission.
The prince, Healer/Musician hybrid, and Keeper of Light punched and kicked on the stomach walls frantically, along with the rest of his friends. But all he did, as usual, was please his predator even more.
Bob, pleased with his meal, just sat down on the ground, his legs in a straddling position now. Then, leaning back on his hands, he grinned contently as he licked his lips.
Part eleven of my commission by WeWo_.
WeWo, who was more than thrilled to continue the previous "Dinner in the Park" comic and join me in making it into a saga! It stars my Fur & Flesh deuteragonist, Jobe, and a new villain named Robert "Bob" Wyles, a man I happen to know and have met in real life.Bob happily swallowed down Jobe’s belly now, letting his meal hanging down from his jaws, holding him outward without even using his hands! Jobe continued shaking his body and kicking his legs with no hope of escape.
Things were looking very grim for Jobe now as he got closer to the stomach. He got even closer as Bob gulped down his waist, chewing and drooling hungrily over his struggling meal.
Jobe’s head now poked into Bob's stomach and hung over his waiting stomach juices. He continued tossing his body to and fro in Bob's throat. He also kicked his legs, the final parts left of him hanging outside of Bob's maw.
Bob rumbled happily now as he neared the completion of his meal. He hungrily curled and pursed his lips around Jobe's long legs and slurped them hard and powerfully into his maw like a pair of long, wet noodles.
GULP!
Then, he gulped him down whole, Jobe making a very large, still-squirming bulge in the heavy man's throat as he made his way the rest of the way down.
Jobe fell down into the hot, fleshy prison that was Bob's stomach, landing right in the stomach acids. He was quickly encased by the groaning, churning stomach walls, which eased and massaged him into a wet, sloshy submission.
The prince, Healer/Musician hybrid, and Keeper of Light punched and kicked on the stomach walls frantically, along with the rest of his friends. But all he did, as usual, was please his predator even more.
Bob, pleased with his meal, just sat down on the ground, his legs in a straddling position now. Then, leaning back on his hands, he grinned contently as he licked his lips.
Part eleven of my commission by
WeWo_.
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