Well I started thinking about a fun idea involving portals for shrinking/growth, and ended up creating a new character to take advantage of it! Story includes shrinking and vore.

Vel the bounty hunter uses his portal magic to uniquely deal with targets...

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Relative Size
By: IndigoRho

A burly bear leaned against the wall in a hallway of the Pinewood Inn, wishing he hadn't accepted such a boring job. He'd been given a comfortable amount of coin to watch after a paranoid merchant named Lamont as he traveled, but having to stand watch while still in town just seemed...excessive. Bandits weren't going to spontaneously storm the inn after all. Still, he couldn't deny the money was worth it for a little boredom.

As the guard tried to avoid nodding off someone stumbled around the corner at the end of the hall, snapping him alert. The newcomer was a teal gator, rather lean and unthreatening compared to the ursine. His movements were uncoordinated and he would occasionally stop to bend over, as if he were on the verge of hurling. The bear let out a quiet sigh; a drunk, he was just a drunk. As the tipsy gator slowly meandered towards him the bear kept hoping he would enter one of the other rooms, but of course he had no such luck.

“Morn...morning sir,” the gator said with a silly grin as he stopped right in front of the bear. “Got a bed in there to spare?”

Always short on patience, the bear did nothing to hide his frustration. “There's no bed for you here, so go away before I toss you down the hall myself!” he growled.

While the gator had an appropriate look of concern on the outside, on the inside he was snickering. Vel was a bounty hunter, and although he favored subtlety and stealth there were times when getting “caught” in the act was the best approach—especially considering his particular methods. He carefully clenched his left fist, a circle of runes painted on his glove glowing faintly. His right claw was already holding onto a magically infused pebble, waiting for the perfect moment.

“S-sorry, sorry!” Vel said. “I just knew a bed was about to open up.”

The bear gave Vel a confused, angry look, interrupted by his eyes catching a glimpse of something small falling from the gator's claw. As soon as the pebble hit the wooden floor a ripple of light radiated from its impact, followed by the nearly instantaneous formation of a circular gateway. The ground below the bear gave way and he fell, unable to react to the sudden, inexplicable occurrence. As the bear flailed Vel raised his left claw so the palm was facing down. Upon it the runes had opened another, much smaller gateway, a tiny pair of legs already starting to come through it.

A bewildered look came upon the bear's face as he watched himself exiting the drunk's claw, mind reeling. Vel was rather fond of that look. Few were familiar with his odd, weaponized variation of portal magic, a fact that often gave him the advantage in fights. He'd infuse a small object with magic and use it to open a large portal, while his left glove would always contain a small exit. Anything that fell through the larger portal would shrink to match the smaller one, a boon for a bounty hunter who needed to discreetly hold onto targets.

The bear's gaze soon shifted to the floor below him, which now looked like an agonizing plummet rather than a mere few feet. Once he'd completely exited the portal on Vel's glove, though, the gator's free claw grabbed him mid-air, applying a firm grip that gook his breath away. He squirmed in the gator's claw, but his usually overwhelming strength was pitiful at his new size.

Vel raised his captive up to eye level and laughed. “Well you're certainly a lot less threatening at this height!”

“When I'm back to normal I'm gonna rip your fingers off!” The bear growled and continued struggling in a rage. “Let me go!”

“I don't think you're gonna like where I put ya down,” Vel grinned as he raised the bear even higher. “After all, you're still plenty filling.”

The bear's unjustified bravado vanished in an instant as he watched Vel's jaws open wide. Below him was a wet maw and the deep, dark tunnel of the gator's throat. His struggles grew more frantic and he made an attempt to plea with his captor, but soon he was falling once more. A scream was cut short as he landed on Vel's tongue, the terrified bear unable to get a solid grip on the slick surface as he sped towards certain doom. As darkness closed in he desperately tried to come up with a plan to avoid being swallowed but all too soon he was surrounded by the soft, squishy walls of the throat.

A large lump appeared in Vel's throat as he gulped his snack down. The bear couldn't see a thing, only feel the smothering presence of the gullet pulling him in deeper. Thankfully the journey was brief, not that his destination was at all ideal. Despite the guard's diminutive size his prison wasn't very spacious, like being in a damp sack half-filled with water. Swimming in digestive juices was the last thing the bear wanted to be doing, though. He tried in vain to crawl towards where he thought the sphincter might be, paws blindly sliding off the wet walls, but all he managed to do was thoroughly soak himself.

Vel gave his middle a gleeful pat, rubbing a claw over the faint, shifting bulge made by the consumed bear. Admittedly the gator considered the opportunity to eat others to be one of the best benefits of his job. He enjoyed their squirms and how oddly filling they could be, not to mention being able to turn the tables on those who might normally use their greater size to intimidate him.

“Alright little guy, the snack was fun but I've still got a job to do,” Vel smiled as he carefully placed a claw on the door knob to Lamont's room.

The bounty hunter swung the door open, assuming he'd only have Lamont left to deal with. Unfortunately he was wrong. Lamont was near the room's bed, the ferret seemingly about to sleep for the night, obviously surprised to see someone aside from the bear entering. He wasn't an issue by himself, but the strange fox-like mannequin across from him was. Vel recognized it as a golem, the kind used for personal protection. They weren't easy to come by, and Vel wasn't used to someone as unimportant as Lamont having one.

“E-enemy!” Lamont yelled as he pointed towards the intruder, backing up against the bed.

The golem turned to Vel and started lumbering towards him almost immediately, intent on swiftly completing its owners orders. Constructs tended to have few practical weaknesses to take advantage of, capable of shrugging off light blows and attacking relentlessly. In a head to head fight Vel never would have stood a chance against one; thankfully he had other options. Thinking fast, Vel flung one of his many magic-infused pebbles at the wall to his right, the small stone sticking firmly upon impact. His twin portals opened and he unsheathed his rapier, pointing the sword at his own palm as the golem approached.

As soon as the golem crossed the path of Vel's wall-mounted portal the gator grinned and drove his sword through the one on his palm. The enlarged blade rushed out from the wall, colliding with and shattering the golem with ease. Lamont looked absolutely horrified as his guardian was annihilated with apparent ease, reduced to lifeless rubble before it ever had a chance to land a strike of its own. He froze in fear, not knowing if he was going to meet a similar fate.

Vel slowly pulled his rapier from his palm, its larger blade slipping back through the portal as he did. While the ability to shrink things was useful, enlarging them was how the gator tended to actually win his battles. His rapier was like a battering ram in such situations, capable of overwhelming force with little effort expended on his part. He sheathed the sword and strolled over to Lamont.

“P-p-please don't kill me, I'll give you all the gold I have on me!” Lamont begged, gripping the side of the bed so hard his claws ripped the mattress.

“Oh don't worry Lamont, your bounty's not worth a thing if you're dead!” Vel laughed, rolling another stone around in his claw. “Can't guarantee nothing will happen once you're handed over, though.”

Lamont didn't hear the pebble drop onto the floor, but the light of the portal opening beneath his paws was impossible to ignore, and he looked down just in time to yelp in surprise as he started falling. Just like the ursine guard from earlier, the ferret plummeted and shrunk, finding himself securely gripped by a now giant gator. The merchant struggled and whimpered with no hope of escape.

A bottle was retrieved from Vel's belt, just large enough to contain a shrunken bounty. Lamont was unceremoniously dumped into the bottle, a cap screwed on shortly after. He banged his fists on the walls of his glass prison, demanding to be freed and shifting erratically between threatening and pleading with Vel. For the most part he was simply ignored. Vel placed the bottle back on his belt, a leather holster concealing the valuable occupant.

With the hardest part of his job complete Vel stretched and smiled in self-congratulation, already imagining how he'd treat himself with the reward. He closed the door to Lamont's room and took inventory of the merchant's possessions, disappointed with the shortage of coin but finding a couple useful items nonetheless. At the very least he'd benefit from the free bed for the night and sleep well. After all, he and his tiny friend still had a bit of trip ahead of them...