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It was your first time going to this bar. You were always open to trying new things, and it had caught your eye several times while passing. You get up and sit yourself next to a skuntank. You ordered yourself a drink, but slowly came to regret your choice of seats,noting the rather obvious odor a member of his species gave off.
You scooted yourself down a chair, but that didn't go unnoticed. The skunk pokemon turned his head to glare at you.
"Hey, whats wrong?" He asked rather accusingly, seeming to know why you moved "Got a problem with me?"
You tried to think of a response that wouldn't be offensive, but it didn't seem like that would make much of a difference as he got up, walking over to you, rather tall and imposing. From the look in his eyes, he seemed rather offended just by you switching seats.
"Ill teach you..." He grumbled out, grabbing you by the collar of your shirt and heaving you above his head as he yawned his maw open, the potent scent of beer wafting from it. He wasn't really thinking of...
Yes, he was.
He shoved your legs into his mouth, and his tongue ran over them for a momentary taste before his gullet yanked them down as he pushed more of you into his mouth. You tried to fight against him, but his hands moved to pin your arms against your sides as he came up to your waist, now held against your sides by his maw as he shoved in your chest, trying to wiggle free as you felt that slimy tongue coating your sholders. Nobody was doing anything to stop him. It almost seemed like this was a common thing for him to do.
You cried out as his tongue smacked against your face, slurping you as you saw the outside world vanish behind his lips. You tried to push yourself out, but as he tilted his head back and gave a gulp, that was the end of you. You were dragged down his gullet, and were forced to curl up in his beer-filled belly, causing his gut to round out even more, already fat from other victims like you.
He bounced his belly in his paws a bit, before letting out a hearty belch and sitting down into his chair once more, ordering a few more drinks to douse you in before his gut got to work.
His name was Rolan. And you picked the wrong guy to sit next to tonight.
Original pic can be found here by the awesome
Booshie Short story by mahself.
You scooted yourself down a chair, but that didn't go unnoticed. The skunk pokemon turned his head to glare at you.
"Hey, whats wrong?" He asked rather accusingly, seeming to know why you moved "Got a problem with me?"
You tried to think of a response that wouldn't be offensive, but it didn't seem like that would make much of a difference as he got up, walking over to you, rather tall and imposing. From the look in his eyes, he seemed rather offended just by you switching seats.
"Ill teach you..." He grumbled out, grabbing you by the collar of your shirt and heaving you above his head as he yawned his maw open, the potent scent of beer wafting from it. He wasn't really thinking of...
Yes, he was.
He shoved your legs into his mouth, and his tongue ran over them for a momentary taste before his gullet yanked them down as he pushed more of you into his mouth. You tried to fight against him, but his hands moved to pin your arms against your sides as he came up to your waist, now held against your sides by his maw as he shoved in your chest, trying to wiggle free as you felt that slimy tongue coating your sholders. Nobody was doing anything to stop him. It almost seemed like this was a common thing for him to do.
You cried out as his tongue smacked against your face, slurping you as you saw the outside world vanish behind his lips. You tried to push yourself out, but as he tilted his head back and gave a gulp, that was the end of you. You were dragged down his gullet, and were forced to curl up in his beer-filled belly, causing his gut to round out even more, already fat from other victims like you.
He bounced his belly in his paws a bit, before letting out a hearty belch and sitting down into his chair once more, ordering a few more drinks to douse you in before his gut got to work.
His name was Rolan. And you picked the wrong guy to sit next to tonight.
Original pic can be found here by the awesome
Booshie Short story by mahself.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Vore
Species Skunk
Size 978 x 1280px
File Size 125.1 kB
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