
A Marauder's Hunger (3/4)
After finishing his sizable meal Feyler heaved himself towards an abandoned outpost to rest off the two mercs who thought they could best him. While his supercharged metabolism made quick work of them there's always a decent amount of pudge left over
"By the nine... every time..."
Feyler looks at the golden forest around him, casually putting his arms behind him to push out his paunch and let the cool mountain breeze blow over it
"It feels so good though... but would people really adore a roguish freelancer with a gut like this?"
He sighs and looks out at the trees...but the he starts feeling the volume of his butt and realizes that his belly isn't thing that's bigger~
Big thanks to my good friend
zigan for making this screenshot of my character ^^
"By the nine... every time..."
Feyler looks at the golden forest around him, casually putting his arms behind him to push out his paunch and let the cool mountain breeze blow over it
"It feels so good though... but would people really adore a roguish freelancer with a gut like this?"
He sighs and looks out at the trees...but the he starts feeling the volume of his butt and realizes that his belly isn't thing that's bigger~
Big thanks to my good friend

Category Artwork (Digital) / Vore
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