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Another Story by the same Writer that made the Tidal Reef story line who still wishes to remain anonymous. But you can still find their page here:
https://www.fimfiction.net/user/378.....ForNormalVeopl
This time around has my two Protogen gals, Xolli and Veltura, enjoying some lucky volunteers on Xolli's stream channel. Although Veltura is still relatively new to vore so hope you can still enjoy.
The stream will begin momentarily!
A musical jingle began as the camera faded from the pre-show card to webcam footage of a bedroom, likely a dorm or apartment of some sort, taken at night judging from the window at the back. In the center of frame, commanding all attention with her confident wide stance and whopping size that towered over the camera and nearly brushed the ceiling, forcing her to peer down condescendingly at full height, a brightly colored furred protogen. Pink and purple cheshire stripes ran over her legs, and a plastic molded chestplate and shoulderplates sat attached to her body with hearts stenciled onto them. Nearly all else was covered with synthetic fur, save a metal right arm stripped bare of all aesthetics and her face, a black visor with emotes drawn in LED lights she drew herself. Currently, a confident smirk in rose red with lines under her eyes to represent a slight blush was projected as her face. Behind her, a bushy tail swung lazily.
While she drew all eyes to her, those who pulled away would have noticed her friend sitting on the bed behind her, very much trying to shrink into herself in stark contrast. This one seemed considerably more human sized, colored in zigging stripes of ashen orange and navy blue across her black fur coat. She was designed with many sharp angles across her knees, thighs, and ears, and even her chestplate was painted in chevrons pointing to her head. Unlike her friend, her head was composed of several different moving parts, including a uniquely molded jaw with a black X drawn over her mouth. Her eyes glowed yellow, sheepishly rolled away from the camera.
"Well, good evening, my lovelies! It's that time of night again. The moon is high, and surely up to something as it peers down at us from it's godly tower. You know, I was on the moon once. Had to kill a tribe of damaged murderous robots simultaneously to keep them from spreading. That was back before the arm, in my hunting days; Now I am a damaged robot. That's character development for you. My name is Xolli, spelled exactly how it sounds, and I'll be your host today."
"Ah, and I see many of you already notice my good friend. C'mon up here, introduce yourself." Xolli turned around, hiking a leg up on the bed and leaning down towards her friend, patting her on the back encouragingly. The co-host scooched down towards the camera, and began to talk nervously, without opening her mouth, choosing instead to just let the voice box somewhere in her chest run.
"Um... Hi."
"Tell em your name, gal pal."
"Ah... That's, Veltura, spelled with a U..."
"And hopefully filled with a you, pretty soon." Xolli shot an aside smirk to the camera before turning back, visor flicking to a more encouraging owo face. "Let's all give my good friend a round of applause and pogs!"
Veltura's muzzle scrunched inwards as she watched the chat explode. "Ah... That's a lot of people."
"Hey, hey, they love you, dude. Take it easy." Xolli reassured, nuzzling against her briefly before returning to a stand and sauntering back to the camera.
"Now, my dear friend tends to keep to herself- she lives in a tree, for god's sake, a very nice tree, but still- but she has generously agreed to be here today with me, to, as you may have guessed, join me in my endeavors. And if you don't like it, I'll slap ya silly, ya hear? Yes, chat, that's what I like to hear."
"I just wanna say, I'm mostly doing this to be nice! I mean, like, not my thing." Veltura spoke up, raising a paw quickly.
"She's a doll, ain't she? Nobody wants to admit their kink. Veltura, while we're making small talk, tell them about the goop thing."
"They don't wanna hear about the goop thing..." She muttered, looking away from chat.
"They'll find out, and c'mon, you knew they were going to see it eventually. You sure you want to do this stream?"
"I..." Veltura sighed, then adopted a look of steely confidence. "Yeah, I'll show them the goop thing."
"That's the spirit! Take my place, show our viewers what for."
Veltura came to a kneel in front of the camera, gulping, and for the first time, opened her mouth.
The inside was drenched in a thick, goopy oil-like substance that hung from the walls and stuck the two jawpieces together in strings. A blue tongue tinged darker by the exposure to the substance sat at the center, mimicking an organic tongue near perfectly, but still overshadowed by the liveliness of the goop- whatever it was, it was alive, and even through the camera the audience could tell it was magical. She quickly shut her mouth as it began oozing out, and slurped back the escaping streams.
"If you don't think that's the coolest thing, you can get out of my face." Xolli exclaimed, slapping Veltura's ass with a clang happily. "Old Vel here had a run in with an Arch-Demon a while back- and lived to tell the tale, darn skippy she did- and was even trapped inside it for a while. Now, she radiates dark magic like nothing else. Girl practically has her own half-life. Also unlocked a bunch of hel- heckish powers that no mortal mind could ever comprehend, but we ain't gonna show those on stream, for hopefully obvious reasons."
"Yeah, I'd rather not... whole thing wasn't very fun..." Veltura admitted.
"But you don't car- Uh, but you didn't come for us feeling bad. You came for you feeling good, and that means it's time for the main course. Ladies, gentlemen, fashionable nonbinaries, bleeding hearts and artists, death robots designed to look like cute animals for some reason, furries, demons, what a world we live in, right? Dinner has begun."
The door slammed open, startling Veltura and pulling a shocked electronic boop from her voice box as she jumped, then turned around to look.
Two new figures came into frame, both still dwarfed by Xolli. One was a golden-tan skinned human male with a light brown woolen sweater on, and the other was a calico female cat-person with patches of black and brown over her eye and spread across her white pelt.
"You're naked!" Veltura coughed up in surprise.
"I'm... A cat." The second person replied unsurely, looking down at themselves.
"...Okay, sure. I guess that makes up." Veltura scratched the back of her head.
"These two are viewers and fans, just like you, who have won a chance to be with us on this stream, just as you can yourself. The qualifications for this week to be on the next stream are as follows: track down the robot designated 110-6 B and destroy him at any costs. This will net you a ticket into our lottery to accept the next guests. Don’t worry about sending in information; we know where you live. In the meantime, to keep these two safe, we'll be referring to you as... ah, let's say... Alan and Candy. Sound good?"
"I'm down." Candy agreed as Alan nodded.
"You ready to put on a show for these two who came all these way to meet strangers on the internet?" Xolli turned to Veltura, stretching an arm out above her to exercise the servos within.
"Yeah, I... Think I'm ready." Veltura stuck her fists up and pumped them, excessing gusts of heat from her cheeks to stay confident.
Both turned to their prey, Xolli kicking a leg up on the cat's shoulder without a hint of strain and leaning in again as the cat blushed happily. Veltura inhaled deeply, and they both opened wide.
Xolli's visor split into two segments as a line of orange lit up around the division, outlining her mouth and plastic teeth. A pink synthetic tongue lolled out, drawing a line of saliva up Candy's furred cheek and only turning her on further. Veltura was considerably less sensual, taking ahold of the human's shoulders and drawing towards them, mouth wide and goop dripping out...
Then she retracted, backing up.
"Uh, sorry, I'm actually not all that good at swallowing people whole, it's just, you know, not my thing. I know there's online classes for it and stuff, but I've just never taken one. Again, not my thing. Also, I think it's gross."
"Oh!" Alan spoke awkwardly. "Yeah, don't worry, take your time..."
"I mean, is it okay if I just-" She lifted a paw, plastic blue fingers sticking out from a black furred paw, and her eyes glowed as a cloud of orange magic surrounded it, before flicking it at the human like a wad of something unpleasant.
Instantly, Alan began to shrink into himself, converging on a single point in the center of his form that left him hovering in midair for a second before beginning to fall, quickly caught by Veltura's paws that cradled him like a child. Alan shot her a thumbs up from her palm, and in an instant, she stuffed her cheeks with him, holding her paws over her mouth to make sure she didn't spit him out accidentally.
Xolli dived hungrily for Candy, taking in her entire head. The squirming and tickling of her sensors inside lit her entire body, and her face shifted to a rainbow collage of lights as she hummed in pleasure.
Inside Veltura's mouth, Alan grappled for a grip, surrounded by black until he fell down onto the blue tongue, which began sliding along the floor nervously, as if trying not to dislodge him instinctively. His clothes stuck to his body as he looked around at the alien environment, a sticky void where the tongue was the only light permitted.
"Open your mouth in front of the camera!" Xolli's voicebox called out without need of her filled mouth, as she lifted the cat's rear half into the air and began gulping down. Her throat was entirely hollow, save for some synthetic padding, working with her size to make the process much easier.
Veltura obliged, tilting her head up slightly to keep the goo in and sticking her tongue out tentatively, showing the drenched human gripping to it, suddenly inches from the webcam. He waved before getting suddenly slurped back in, and Veltura coughed, suddenly blanching as she held a paw to her throat.
"Oh, god, I swallowed him."
"You're supposed to do that, Vel."
"Right, right, of course. It's all good!"
Alan the human was suddenly sliding down a much tighter tunnel than Xolli's throat, but still wide enough for reasonably sized parcels to enter, as if she had been designed in part to carry things within her. The throat didn't escape the grasp of the demonic fluids, still running down alongside Alan as he was swallowed, making his journey considerably faster and smoother.
Xolli clamped down on Candy's chest, sliding her down further, and her stomach began to expand, showing how malleable the substance was- clearly not the plastic it appeared to be. With it, the heart insignia on it swelled, patted happily by Xolli with a briefly free arm.
Alan fell into the robot's pseudo-stomach and once again saw light, noting with incredulity the blue glow the stomach was laced with- whoever had created her had clearly designed for something to be carried inside her, and to be seen somehow. Or perhaps they had a weird fetish. Either way, it was intentional design.
With another few gulps, Candy was down, and Xolli fell backwards onto her bed, kneading and playing with her ballooned stomach, feeling movement under the fur. Flicking her face to the same blushy grin from the beginning, Xolli glanced over at Veltura, who was holding her stomach unsurely.
"Yo, Vel, you feeling okay?"
She smiled at Xolli. "Yeah, I'm fine, I just... Don't feel... Oh god-"
She suddenly bent over, away from the camera's view and a loud wet gag filled the room. When she pulled away, a tiny form sat on her palm, her entire paw tinged black and blue, resembling an office space after a printer exploded..
"God, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean-"
"Hey, hey, it's okay, Veltura, bring him here."
Veltura quickly rushed over to Xolli, tail between her legs, and was relieved of the tiny human immediately as Xolli pawed him away, and popped him into her mouth, licking goop off her paw.
"You're alright, take it easy. You did good. You have fun, eh?"
"I..." Veltura glanced back at the camera with a scared smile. "Yeah, it wasn't that bad. I mean... I'm not very good at it, but..."
"Are you kidding? Chat loves you." Xolli cast her arm towards the camera, still weighed down by her belly. Chat was still exploding with thousands of viewers pitching in quickly in response to her prompting.
what if we kissed inside veltura.. haha jk... unless?
this robot calling me sub in seven different languages
i am in such damn lesbians with her
how did i get here
Veltura's smile widened slightly, although she admittedly couldn't register the messages fast enough to read them, with how glitched her cameras and the rest of her was. Taking a small awkward bow, she sashayed to the bed and patted Xolli's stomach thankfully, singing a few happy beeps and boops.
Inside, Candy cradled the tiny human into her chest floof, using her fur to dry off the blue fluids still covering him, starkly contrasting the purple interior Xolli had, large enough that Candy barely had to assume fetal position to fit. The padding made it a comfortable ride, especially with the caving walls massaging them from the outside.
Xolli reclined, purring at the belly rubs. "You wanna make this a regular thing?"
"Ah... maybe not. Maybe I'll just, you know, watch."
"Hey, that's alright with me, I'm sure the viewers would be beyond down to watch that." Xolli took ahold of her stomach and shook it like jello, listening to the sloshing inside.
Veltura turned back, smile now betraying how pleased she was with herself. "Yeah, maybe."
https://www.fimfiction.net/user/378.....ForNormalVeopl
This time around has my two Protogen gals, Xolli and Veltura, enjoying some lucky volunteers on Xolli's stream channel. Although Veltura is still relatively new to vore so hope you can still enjoy.
The stream will begin momentarily!
A musical jingle began as the camera faded from the pre-show card to webcam footage of a bedroom, likely a dorm or apartment of some sort, taken at night judging from the window at the back. In the center of frame, commanding all attention with her confident wide stance and whopping size that towered over the camera and nearly brushed the ceiling, forcing her to peer down condescendingly at full height, a brightly colored furred protogen. Pink and purple cheshire stripes ran over her legs, and a plastic molded chestplate and shoulderplates sat attached to her body with hearts stenciled onto them. Nearly all else was covered with synthetic fur, save a metal right arm stripped bare of all aesthetics and her face, a black visor with emotes drawn in LED lights she drew herself. Currently, a confident smirk in rose red with lines under her eyes to represent a slight blush was projected as her face. Behind her, a bushy tail swung lazily.
While she drew all eyes to her, those who pulled away would have noticed her friend sitting on the bed behind her, very much trying to shrink into herself in stark contrast. This one seemed considerably more human sized, colored in zigging stripes of ashen orange and navy blue across her black fur coat. She was designed with many sharp angles across her knees, thighs, and ears, and even her chestplate was painted in chevrons pointing to her head. Unlike her friend, her head was composed of several different moving parts, including a uniquely molded jaw with a black X drawn over her mouth. Her eyes glowed yellow, sheepishly rolled away from the camera.
"Well, good evening, my lovelies! It's that time of night again. The moon is high, and surely up to something as it peers down at us from it's godly tower. You know, I was on the moon once. Had to kill a tribe of damaged murderous robots simultaneously to keep them from spreading. That was back before the arm, in my hunting days; Now I am a damaged robot. That's character development for you. My name is Xolli, spelled exactly how it sounds, and I'll be your host today."
"Ah, and I see many of you already notice my good friend. C'mon up here, introduce yourself." Xolli turned around, hiking a leg up on the bed and leaning down towards her friend, patting her on the back encouragingly. The co-host scooched down towards the camera, and began to talk nervously, without opening her mouth, choosing instead to just let the voice box somewhere in her chest run.
"Um... Hi."
"Tell em your name, gal pal."
"Ah... That's, Veltura, spelled with a U..."
"And hopefully filled with a you, pretty soon." Xolli shot an aside smirk to the camera before turning back, visor flicking to a more encouraging owo face. "Let's all give my good friend a round of applause and pogs!"
Veltura's muzzle scrunched inwards as she watched the chat explode. "Ah... That's a lot of people."
"Hey, hey, they love you, dude. Take it easy." Xolli reassured, nuzzling against her briefly before returning to a stand and sauntering back to the camera.
"Now, my dear friend tends to keep to herself- she lives in a tree, for god's sake, a very nice tree, but still- but she has generously agreed to be here today with me, to, as you may have guessed, join me in my endeavors. And if you don't like it, I'll slap ya silly, ya hear? Yes, chat, that's what I like to hear."
"I just wanna say, I'm mostly doing this to be nice! I mean, like, not my thing." Veltura spoke up, raising a paw quickly.
"She's a doll, ain't she? Nobody wants to admit their kink. Veltura, while we're making small talk, tell them about the goop thing."
"They don't wanna hear about the goop thing..." She muttered, looking away from chat.
"They'll find out, and c'mon, you knew they were going to see it eventually. You sure you want to do this stream?"
"I..." Veltura sighed, then adopted a look of steely confidence. "Yeah, I'll show them the goop thing."
"That's the spirit! Take my place, show our viewers what for."
Veltura came to a kneel in front of the camera, gulping, and for the first time, opened her mouth.
The inside was drenched in a thick, goopy oil-like substance that hung from the walls and stuck the two jawpieces together in strings. A blue tongue tinged darker by the exposure to the substance sat at the center, mimicking an organic tongue near perfectly, but still overshadowed by the liveliness of the goop- whatever it was, it was alive, and even through the camera the audience could tell it was magical. She quickly shut her mouth as it began oozing out, and slurped back the escaping streams.
"If you don't think that's the coolest thing, you can get out of my face." Xolli exclaimed, slapping Veltura's ass with a clang happily. "Old Vel here had a run in with an Arch-Demon a while back- and lived to tell the tale, darn skippy she did- and was even trapped inside it for a while. Now, she radiates dark magic like nothing else. Girl practically has her own half-life. Also unlocked a bunch of hel- heckish powers that no mortal mind could ever comprehend, but we ain't gonna show those on stream, for hopefully obvious reasons."
"Yeah, I'd rather not... whole thing wasn't very fun..." Veltura admitted.
"But you don't car- Uh, but you didn't come for us feeling bad. You came for you feeling good, and that means it's time for the main course. Ladies, gentlemen, fashionable nonbinaries, bleeding hearts and artists, death robots designed to look like cute animals for some reason, furries, demons, what a world we live in, right? Dinner has begun."
The door slammed open, startling Veltura and pulling a shocked electronic boop from her voice box as she jumped, then turned around to look.
Two new figures came into frame, both still dwarfed by Xolli. One was a golden-tan skinned human male with a light brown woolen sweater on, and the other was a calico female cat-person with patches of black and brown over her eye and spread across her white pelt.
"You're naked!" Veltura coughed up in surprise.
"I'm... A cat." The second person replied unsurely, looking down at themselves.
"...Okay, sure. I guess that makes up." Veltura scratched the back of her head.
"These two are viewers and fans, just like you, who have won a chance to be with us on this stream, just as you can yourself. The qualifications for this week to be on the next stream are as follows: track down the robot designated 110-6 B and destroy him at any costs. This will net you a ticket into our lottery to accept the next guests. Don’t worry about sending in information; we know where you live. In the meantime, to keep these two safe, we'll be referring to you as... ah, let's say... Alan and Candy. Sound good?"
"I'm down." Candy agreed as Alan nodded.
"You ready to put on a show for these two who came all these way to meet strangers on the internet?" Xolli turned to Veltura, stretching an arm out above her to exercise the servos within.
"Yeah, I... Think I'm ready." Veltura stuck her fists up and pumped them, excessing gusts of heat from her cheeks to stay confident.
Both turned to their prey, Xolli kicking a leg up on the cat's shoulder without a hint of strain and leaning in again as the cat blushed happily. Veltura inhaled deeply, and they both opened wide.
Xolli's visor split into two segments as a line of orange lit up around the division, outlining her mouth and plastic teeth. A pink synthetic tongue lolled out, drawing a line of saliva up Candy's furred cheek and only turning her on further. Veltura was considerably less sensual, taking ahold of the human's shoulders and drawing towards them, mouth wide and goop dripping out...
Then she retracted, backing up.
"Uh, sorry, I'm actually not all that good at swallowing people whole, it's just, you know, not my thing. I know there's online classes for it and stuff, but I've just never taken one. Again, not my thing. Also, I think it's gross."
"Oh!" Alan spoke awkwardly. "Yeah, don't worry, take your time..."
"I mean, is it okay if I just-" She lifted a paw, plastic blue fingers sticking out from a black furred paw, and her eyes glowed as a cloud of orange magic surrounded it, before flicking it at the human like a wad of something unpleasant.
Instantly, Alan began to shrink into himself, converging on a single point in the center of his form that left him hovering in midair for a second before beginning to fall, quickly caught by Veltura's paws that cradled him like a child. Alan shot her a thumbs up from her palm, and in an instant, she stuffed her cheeks with him, holding her paws over her mouth to make sure she didn't spit him out accidentally.
Xolli dived hungrily for Candy, taking in her entire head. The squirming and tickling of her sensors inside lit her entire body, and her face shifted to a rainbow collage of lights as she hummed in pleasure.
Inside Veltura's mouth, Alan grappled for a grip, surrounded by black until he fell down onto the blue tongue, which began sliding along the floor nervously, as if trying not to dislodge him instinctively. His clothes stuck to his body as he looked around at the alien environment, a sticky void where the tongue was the only light permitted.
"Open your mouth in front of the camera!" Xolli's voicebox called out without need of her filled mouth, as she lifted the cat's rear half into the air and began gulping down. Her throat was entirely hollow, save for some synthetic padding, working with her size to make the process much easier.
Veltura obliged, tilting her head up slightly to keep the goo in and sticking her tongue out tentatively, showing the drenched human gripping to it, suddenly inches from the webcam. He waved before getting suddenly slurped back in, and Veltura coughed, suddenly blanching as she held a paw to her throat.
"Oh, god, I swallowed him."
"You're supposed to do that, Vel."
"Right, right, of course. It's all good!"
Alan the human was suddenly sliding down a much tighter tunnel than Xolli's throat, but still wide enough for reasonably sized parcels to enter, as if she had been designed in part to carry things within her. The throat didn't escape the grasp of the demonic fluids, still running down alongside Alan as he was swallowed, making his journey considerably faster and smoother.
Xolli clamped down on Candy's chest, sliding her down further, and her stomach began to expand, showing how malleable the substance was- clearly not the plastic it appeared to be. With it, the heart insignia on it swelled, patted happily by Xolli with a briefly free arm.
Alan fell into the robot's pseudo-stomach and once again saw light, noting with incredulity the blue glow the stomach was laced with- whoever had created her had clearly designed for something to be carried inside her, and to be seen somehow. Or perhaps they had a weird fetish. Either way, it was intentional design.
With another few gulps, Candy was down, and Xolli fell backwards onto her bed, kneading and playing with her ballooned stomach, feeling movement under the fur. Flicking her face to the same blushy grin from the beginning, Xolli glanced over at Veltura, who was holding her stomach unsurely.
"Yo, Vel, you feeling okay?"
She smiled at Xolli. "Yeah, I'm fine, I just... Don't feel... Oh god-"
She suddenly bent over, away from the camera's view and a loud wet gag filled the room. When she pulled away, a tiny form sat on her palm, her entire paw tinged black and blue, resembling an office space after a printer exploded..
"God, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean-"
"Hey, hey, it's okay, Veltura, bring him here."
Veltura quickly rushed over to Xolli, tail between her legs, and was relieved of the tiny human immediately as Xolli pawed him away, and popped him into her mouth, licking goop off her paw.
"You're alright, take it easy. You did good. You have fun, eh?"
"I..." Veltura glanced back at the camera with a scared smile. "Yeah, it wasn't that bad. I mean... I'm not very good at it, but..."
"Are you kidding? Chat loves you." Xolli cast her arm towards the camera, still weighed down by her belly. Chat was still exploding with thousands of viewers pitching in quickly in response to her prompting.
what if we kissed inside veltura.. haha jk... unless?
this robot calling me sub in seven different languages
i am in such damn lesbians with her
how did i get here
Veltura's smile widened slightly, although she admittedly couldn't register the messages fast enough to read them, with how glitched her cameras and the rest of her was. Taking a small awkward bow, she sashayed to the bed and patted Xolli's stomach thankfully, singing a few happy beeps and boops.
Inside, Candy cradled the tiny human into her chest floof, using her fur to dry off the blue fluids still covering him, starkly contrasting the purple interior Xolli had, large enough that Candy barely had to assume fetal position to fit. The padding made it a comfortable ride, especially with the caving walls massaging them from the outside.
Xolli reclined, purring at the belly rubs. "You wanna make this a regular thing?"
"Ah... maybe not. Maybe I'll just, you know, watch."
"Hey, that's alright with me, I'm sure the viewers would be beyond down to watch that." Xolli took ahold of her stomach and shook it like jello, listening to the sloshing inside.
Veltura turned back, smile now betraying how pleased she was with herself. "Yeah, maybe."
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