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More practice with short scenes, mainly for when I get hit with specific moods but don't have the time to write a full piece, or don't feel it has enough content to become a full piece. The focus of this one is ghost vore!
The wolf ghost Sheen snacks on an unlucky delivery guy...
Scene: Ghost Vore
By: Indi
JD sighed as he pushed his empty cart out of the building and into the alley he’d parked his truck. He’d just finished his last delivery of the day, and of course it’d been the heaviest. The portly tiger stopped to catch his breath, leaning against the cart for support. His coworkers had acted like the route was cursed. Maybe the size of the deliveries was to blame?
A sudden clinging sensation rising up his legs tore him from his thoughts. When he looked down, his mouth dropped open in shock.
A ghostly, gaping wolf maw rose from beneath him. It was opened impossibly wide, wider than even the doughy tiger. It was silver and fairly transparent. If it weren’t for the fact he could feel it, JD would’ve sworn it was a hologram or a hallucination.
The maw was followed by a neck and a rotund body. Everything was happening so fast JD didn’t have a chance to react. Within seconds the maw had passed over his head. As the rest of the spectral wolf’s body came out of the ground it abruptly became solid, lifting JD up along with it into the air.
JD’s footing went from solid ground to squishy...something. He slipped backwards, the transparent sides of the wolf bulging and bouncing as he struggled to brace himself. It was like being trapped in a giant balloon.
With the tiger secured in his middle, the ghost snapped his jaws shut and shifted into a more relaxed position floating on his back in the air. He grinned as he watched the tiger within pushing at the walls of his cramped prison.
“I didn’t have to wait long at all for the perfect hefty helper to wander by!” Sheen laughed, causing JD to bounce around a little inside him.
“L-Let me out!” JD practically whimpered, barely able to believe he’d not only seen a ghost, but been eaten by one.
“Fat chance, tubbs. We’ve got a movie to see. Well, I’ve got a movie to see. A ghost can’t just stroll up and buy a ticket, and sneaking in is a hassle, but with the right kind of snack I’ll end up solid enough to blend in for a bit.” Sheen gave his belly a rub, watching as JD tried in vain to avoid the pressure. “Thankfully you should provide enough energy for me to enjoy the movie at my leisure.”
JD begged to be let out again, but his voice was weaker. He was starting to feel exhausted and drained. Which was exactly what was happening to the unlucky tiger.
As Sheen began to absorb his meal, he became less and less transparent. JD passed out right before the ghost became opaque. Slowly Sheen descended, feeling the effects of gravity on his normally-spectral body. There was weight when his paws touched the ground, and his balloon-like belly sagged some. His form became corporeal, resembling shiny silver goo. The weight of JD within had dissipated, spreading all over his temporary body.
Sheen slapped his gut with a paw, watching it wobble. He was solid again. Of course a glossy, gooey wolf wouldn’t be any less alarming than a ghost. That’s where the disguise came in.
Another thump to the belly, this time causing a long, hearty belch. From Sheen’s open mouth JD’s jumpsuit launched, landing on the abandoned cart. He grabbed it and undid the zipper before slipping in. Despite JD’s size the jumpsuit was still a slightly tight fit, and squeezing into it took effort. Sheen grunted and grinned and pulled, until finally the zipper was closed.
The jumpsuit left nothing to the imagination. The solid curve of his belly was on full display, and his arms and legs were visibly soft as well. When he slapped his middle a third time it sounded like a taut drum.
“Always did love showing off my figure,” Sheen chuckled, admiring himself for a moment. “Just need one more thing to finish the look.”
Sheen belched again, and this time JD’s hat flew out. He snatched it out of the air and placed it on his head. With the latest addition very little of the ghost’s true form was visible, and the dark would help ease suspicions. Confident in the quality of his disguise, Sheen left the alley, eager to get on with his monthly tradition of movie-watching.
The wolf ghost Sheen snacks on an unlucky delivery guy...
Scene: Ghost Vore
By: Indi
JD sighed as he pushed his empty cart out of the building and into the alley he’d parked his truck. He’d just finished his last delivery of the day, and of course it’d been the heaviest. The portly tiger stopped to catch his breath, leaning against the cart for support. His coworkers had acted like the route was cursed. Maybe the size of the deliveries was to blame?
A sudden clinging sensation rising up his legs tore him from his thoughts. When he looked down, his mouth dropped open in shock.
A ghostly, gaping wolf maw rose from beneath him. It was opened impossibly wide, wider than even the doughy tiger. It was silver and fairly transparent. If it weren’t for the fact he could feel it, JD would’ve sworn it was a hologram or a hallucination.
The maw was followed by a neck and a rotund body. Everything was happening so fast JD didn’t have a chance to react. Within seconds the maw had passed over his head. As the rest of the spectral wolf’s body came out of the ground it abruptly became solid, lifting JD up along with it into the air.
JD’s footing went from solid ground to squishy...something. He slipped backwards, the transparent sides of the wolf bulging and bouncing as he struggled to brace himself. It was like being trapped in a giant balloon.
With the tiger secured in his middle, the ghost snapped his jaws shut and shifted into a more relaxed position floating on his back in the air. He grinned as he watched the tiger within pushing at the walls of his cramped prison.
“I didn’t have to wait long at all for the perfect hefty helper to wander by!” Sheen laughed, causing JD to bounce around a little inside him.
“L-Let me out!” JD practically whimpered, barely able to believe he’d not only seen a ghost, but been eaten by one.
“Fat chance, tubbs. We’ve got a movie to see. Well, I’ve got a movie to see. A ghost can’t just stroll up and buy a ticket, and sneaking in is a hassle, but with the right kind of snack I’ll end up solid enough to blend in for a bit.” Sheen gave his belly a rub, watching as JD tried in vain to avoid the pressure. “Thankfully you should provide enough energy for me to enjoy the movie at my leisure.”
JD begged to be let out again, but his voice was weaker. He was starting to feel exhausted and drained. Which was exactly what was happening to the unlucky tiger.
As Sheen began to absorb his meal, he became less and less transparent. JD passed out right before the ghost became opaque. Slowly Sheen descended, feeling the effects of gravity on his normally-spectral body. There was weight when his paws touched the ground, and his balloon-like belly sagged some. His form became corporeal, resembling shiny silver goo. The weight of JD within had dissipated, spreading all over his temporary body.
Sheen slapped his gut with a paw, watching it wobble. He was solid again. Of course a glossy, gooey wolf wouldn’t be any less alarming than a ghost. That’s where the disguise came in.
Another thump to the belly, this time causing a long, hearty belch. From Sheen’s open mouth JD’s jumpsuit launched, landing on the abandoned cart. He grabbed it and undid the zipper before slipping in. Despite JD’s size the jumpsuit was still a slightly tight fit, and squeezing into it took effort. Sheen grunted and grinned and pulled, until finally the zipper was closed.
The jumpsuit left nothing to the imagination. The solid curve of his belly was on full display, and his arms and legs were visibly soft as well. When he slapped his middle a third time it sounded like a taut drum.
“Always did love showing off my figure,” Sheen chuckled, admiring himself for a moment. “Just need one more thing to finish the look.”
Sheen belched again, and this time JD’s hat flew out. He snatched it out of the air and placed it on his head. With the latest addition very little of the ghost’s true form was visible, and the dark would help ease suspicions. Confident in the quality of his disguise, Sheen left the alley, eager to get on with his monthly tradition of movie-watching.
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