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Progress for the new book had been going slowly. Readers of "Spin the Bottle" were already excited to see the continuation in the announced sequel, and Rex was eager to get it on the shelves. "We gotta keep that momentum going," the alpha Wolf told me. I was working as fast as I could, heedless of typos as I pushed myself to the completion of a first readable draft. Honestly, I thought I would have been done by now, and so did my eager publisher. After checking in on my progress, it was clear I would need some more motivation. Rex opened his jaws and descended upon me, stuffing me into his hungry mouth, down his throat, and into a dark belly. Devoid of any juices, his stomach was dry as leather and smooth as marble. The belly stretched over my curled-up body, stretching out his midsection. The flesh surrounding me sagged under my weight as the Wolf lugged me around. My confines lurched with a flop as he settled into my bed. A moment later, the hard slab of my laptop tumbled into my lap. "I'll make you a deal," he rumbled. "I'll let you out when you finish that next chapter."
I opened up the screen, letting the bright glow of the word document light up the cramped space of his stomach. "There's not a lot of battery left," I pointed out. Only thirty-three percent, barely more than an hour if I forewent streaming music.
A low chuckle echoed through the belly's walls. "Then make sure you back that up to the Cloud before it shuts down." His belly rumbled and groaned, a thrumming vibration that shook everything around me. "If I were you," Rex said, his voice dangerously low, "I'd be less concerned with how long your battery will last, and more concerned with how long I can keep my stomach acids at bay. And if you're not done before that happens... well, I'm sure I can find a ghost writer to finish the book for you."
This was a gift art for my publisher
RexFenris inspired by a real conversation.
Art and Dajan by me.
I'm very lucky to have such a swell guy in my life who's taken such big risks to publish my very niche vore fiction, a guy who gave me a shot when no one else would. Thanks, Rex.
(I'm also lucky to be probably one of the only people on earth who can have vore fantasies about his boss and actually have them reciprocated.)
(You can't read it because of the resizing, but that's an honest screencapture of the Spin the Bottle sequel that I'm currently drafting.)
I opened up the screen, letting the bright glow of the word document light up the cramped space of his stomach. "There's not a lot of battery left," I pointed out. Only thirty-three percent, barely more than an hour if I forewent streaming music.
A low chuckle echoed through the belly's walls. "Then make sure you back that up to the Cloud before it shuts down." His belly rumbled and groaned, a thrumming vibration that shook everything around me. "If I were you," Rex said, his voice dangerously low, "I'd be less concerned with how long your battery will last, and more concerned with how long I can keep my stomach acids at bay. And if you're not done before that happens... well, I'm sure I can find a ghost writer to finish the book for you."
This was a gift art for my publisher
RexFenris inspired by a real conversation.Art and Dajan by me.
I'm very lucky to have such a swell guy in my life who's taken such big risks to publish my very niche vore fiction, a guy who gave me a shot when no one else would. Thanks, Rex.
(I'm also lucky to be probably one of the only people on earth who can have vore fantasies about his boss and actually have them reciprocated.)
(You can't read it because of the resizing, but that's an honest screencapture of the Spin the Bottle sequel that I'm currently drafting.)
Category Artwork (Digital) / Vore
Species Wolf
Size 1280 x 1024px
File Size 855.3 kB
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