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[[NOT MY ART]]Maple's Inside Story - 5/5
All of his struggles futile, all of his fighting meaningless, the mage was dragged deeper and deeper into the dark, slimy depths of Maple against his will. All he needed to do to escape was perform a spell...but as soon as gathered enough mana to perform such a feat, it fizzled in his grasp! There was something strange about the mana here, and Danathius was running out of time to try and figure out its peculiarities! Not to mention, trying to concentrate while being smothered by one's gullet was a notoriously difficult task: when it felt like there was a lull in the peristaltic action, the mage attempted a spell, only to be squeezed and hugged and assaulted by ring after ring of esophageal wall. The struggle against Maple's throat and stomach was very much a battle of attrition, and it was one Danathius was losing. If he could just have a minute... But the tauren's body didn't want to wait a minute: it wanted its food, and it wanted it now.
Once again, after sinking down the long, slick food chute, the human mage found himself deposited unceremoniously into Maple's first stomach. The great chamber gurgled and groaned while it continued to churn about the human. As before, the walls began to secrete digestive enzymes, which began to pool in the pit of the first belly. Only able to see rippling stomach lining around him, Danathius gasped and sighed as he was battered and smothered, squeezed into the deepest part of the tauren's primary stomach. The powerful, churning walls soon relented, however, and the stomach folded on itself, squeezing the poor human deeper, deeper into the sac. Another sphincter kissed the mage while he was pressed up against the tight, muscular ring, and with a sickening squelch, the poor boy was shoved from the first stomach to the secondary one! Danathius had general knowledge of bovine anatomy, but it seemed these tauren had a similar digestive tract, complete with four stomachs! The secondary gut was even more grueling than the first: the churning was more violent, and the air was far thinner than in the previous gut. Amidst the oppressive heat and acrid air, a wave of fatigue swept over the mage. Danathius blinked, and he suddenly realized just how exhausted and drained he was. He had been struggling, but it seemed so very pointless now... He couldn't cast, he was the size of a bug...the tauren's body was superior to him in every way. There was little else the little mage could do, except succumb to Maple's stomachs.
As his skin began to tingle ever so gently, Danathius winced and glanced down at his robes: they too were slowly melting away, dissolving in the acidic fluids coating him with each powerful hug the gut walls gave the poor boy. The tauren, horrifyingly enough, could feel his meal's struggles begin to grow more faint with each passing minute. The loud growls, groans and gurgles around Danathius slowly began to grow more quiet, despite Maple's second stomach becoming much more active. His vision hazy, and his hearing fading, the human struggled to remain awake, but he knew he was fighting a losing battle. His only hope, the only tangible escape from this nightmare, is that his contigency spell would save him from complete death... But this body, certainly, was doomed to fuel the behemoth bovine who had consumed it.
A lovely series both
titanleon and I commissioned from 
finalroar! They do lovely work, especially when it comes to taurens, so we were excited to get this done! Please be sure to check out finalroar's page and give them your love! They definitely deserve it! Please also favorite the artist's submission here!
Artwork © finalroar
Maple, the High Mountain Tauren © titanleon
Danathius © Me
Once again, after sinking down the long, slick food chute, the human mage found himself deposited unceremoniously into Maple's first stomach. The great chamber gurgled and groaned while it continued to churn about the human. As before, the walls began to secrete digestive enzymes, which began to pool in the pit of the first belly. Only able to see rippling stomach lining around him, Danathius gasped and sighed as he was battered and smothered, squeezed into the deepest part of the tauren's primary stomach. The powerful, churning walls soon relented, however, and the stomach folded on itself, squeezing the poor human deeper, deeper into the sac. Another sphincter kissed the mage while he was pressed up against the tight, muscular ring, and with a sickening squelch, the poor boy was shoved from the first stomach to the secondary one! Danathius had general knowledge of bovine anatomy, but it seemed these tauren had a similar digestive tract, complete with four stomachs! The secondary gut was even more grueling than the first: the churning was more violent, and the air was far thinner than in the previous gut. Amidst the oppressive heat and acrid air, a wave of fatigue swept over the mage. Danathius blinked, and he suddenly realized just how exhausted and drained he was. He had been struggling, but it seemed so very pointless now... He couldn't cast, he was the size of a bug...the tauren's body was superior to him in every way. There was little else the little mage could do, except succumb to Maple's stomachs.
As his skin began to tingle ever so gently, Danathius winced and glanced down at his robes: they too were slowly melting away, dissolving in the acidic fluids coating him with each powerful hug the gut walls gave the poor boy. The tauren, horrifyingly enough, could feel his meal's struggles begin to grow more faint with each passing minute. The loud growls, groans and gurgles around Danathius slowly began to grow more quiet, despite Maple's second stomach becoming much more active. His vision hazy, and his hearing fading, the human struggled to remain awake, but he knew he was fighting a losing battle. His only hope, the only tangible escape from this nightmare, is that his contigency spell would save him from complete death... But this body, certainly, was doomed to fuel the behemoth bovine who had consumed it.
A lovely series both
titanleon and I commissioned from 
finalroar! They do lovely work, especially when it comes to taurens, so we were excited to get this done! Please be sure to check out finalroar's page and give them your love! They definitely deserve it! Please also favorite the artist's submission here!Artwork ©
finalroarMaple, the High Mountain Tauren ©
titanleonDanathius © Me
Category Artwork (Digital) / Vore
Species Bovine (Other)
Size 943 x 1280px
File Size 184.1 kB
How bad is your Will save that you keep botching these basic spells, Mage? I mean, I expect any of those squishy magic sorts to fail a con save, but you're as bad as that Paladin with a negative Will modifier at these spells.
Also, the art is still quite nice, you get some really neat things, even if they aren't my sorts, you pick the artists well to bring the visions to life.
Also, the art is still quite nice, you get some really neat things, even if they aren't my sorts, you pick the artists well to bring the visions to life.
Different land, different rules of magic! It takes some time getting used to! :O
And I'm glad you enjoyed it! finalroar certainly draws some amazing internals!
And I'm glad you enjoyed it!
finalroar certainly draws some amazing internals! 
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