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http://www.furaffinity.net/view/9798984/
Hello there viewers. I'll be sharing a vore comic again, with a new page every day or so so you'll have time to take it all in. Hope you enjoy.
This one not drawn by me ofcourse, im quite terrible an artist. But it is infact commissioned by me by: Ultimaclone who does not have FA.
I was thinking of writing up a story to attach to all this, its based off a rp i lost the log too afterall, but i have a feeling that effort would be mostly ignored anyway.
Disclaimer: People portrayed in this comic are of drinking age. :3
Part 1 of story now added. This is quickly rewritten into something more easilly readable from the RP its based on. There'll be spelling errors but enjoy.
The silence of the park is disturbed the the smash of a bottle, accompanied by laugh and snicker of drunken youth who threw it. He was hushed down by other voices but soon enough their apptempt at silence breaks to various banter and generall rambuctiosness
"Hey shithead, calm down! There's no one here, man! WOOO-HOO?! See?"
His friend rolled his eyes and had to admitt it was weirdly quiet in the large park. They had snuck in to check things out, the gates had been unlocked and whats better then a free tour around seaworld?
"Its weird, you'd think they'd have guards patroling around and stuff... hey look at that! Haha! Watch this!" The kid picks up a rock and lobs it towards a sealion peering curiously at them. The rock skips across the water and misses by far, being drunk does not help accuracy.
"Ah shucks..." The young punk in leather picks up another rock. His friend is pulling up a cellphone.
"You know... this is great, we got the park to ourselves! Im gonna call the gang... lets wreck this place, haha!"
"Yea, call Jeff, i think at they're at his place... heh... tell them to bring the tag gear! Oh hey, check it! The Orca park is unlocked too!"
Shamu rested within the rehabilitation tank, the bull dozing lightly as he attempted to sleep. Usuaully most nights it was quiet enough for the bull to rest, but tonight, something was up...
There were sounds from all over the park and the bull snorted angrily. He couldn't sleep with such a racket going on... It was a real nuisense and Shamu snorted again, glowering as he skyhopped from his pool, trying to look about to what was going on.
A surveilance camera is the only thing which soon enough captures a lively noisy group of youths arriving and rampaging through the park. Police would be checking through these tapes carefully but not be able to identify any of the teens. Whatever the reason the place was unguarded, misunderstood shift change and people being laid off and another mayhap calling in sick, it was bad news for the park. The group meets up by the Orca enclosure, high-fiveing and other various gang related signs and greetings hip at the current age.
"Great find man, tonight this place is ours, huhah!" The person called Jeff exclaimed.
"Yea, man, last i was here i was kicked out, they're such assholes. I mean who cares about fish!" Answers another.
"Hey look, its Free willy!" One of the more excitable teens exclaim as he spots the large Orca in one of the tanks spyhopping "Man, i wanna check that one out!"
"Whatever man, another big fish... we're gonna go tag down the west wing." Jeff walks off with his 4 henchmen, one of them shacking a spraycan with its characteristic 'clack-clack' sound. "You play with the fish, tag this place up, ya? Meet up later and lets raid the shop!"
The gang splits up, 5 heading off while 3 of the gang head down towards the Orca tanks, kicking over chairs and tagging surfaces generously with their gang sign.
The excitable one runs down to the large star of the shows tank, looking in "Hey Willy, you in there?"
Shamu was getting fast annoyed with the ruckus, when he suddenly heard the human sounds nearby. Several of the creatures were standing at the pool edge, looking at him, calling out things at the bull. Snorting angrily, Shamu sighed to himself. Well, perhaps if there were humans here, there would be fish as well... Beginning to head towards the human that was at the edge of the pool, Shamu slinked forward, a big black shadow that approached, before he surfaced nearby, vocalizing and openintg his mouth, expectant of fish from the creature.
"Whoa, look at that, he came when you called for him!" The teens assemble infront of the large Orcas head.
"Yeah man! Being trainer cant be hard. I saw this shit in a movie!" The kid does a few handmovements, trying to mimmic the move for opening mouth wide that he saw in Free willy. "See, he's probably alone and stuff. Gotta pet his tongue because its like the only place they can feel."
"oh... gross..." The companion listens to the Orca expert, leaning forward to peer inside the mouth, all 3 of them on the edge now. "Well.. you do it then mr.trainer!"
"F-fine!" The young teen kneels infront of Shamu, reaching out a hand. "Hey man... see, im a friend yea? You're a tame fish arent you?"
The third teen, silent until now. Too drunk to really talk too cohorently "Heeeey, i want to try too man!"
Shamu listened to the creatures babbling on to one other, his tongue out expectantly. As the human touched his tongue and began to rub, the bull snorted through his blowhole slightly. He was hoping for a fish, but a tongue rub was acceptable too, the bull clicking as he wriggled his tongue in the human's grasp.
That evoked quite a laugh from the group and they rubbed along vigorously over the tongue for a little while.
"Haha! Man you were right!"
"Ofcourse man, im legit pro at these, these fucks get lonelly and shit."
The third drunk teen suddenly has a bright idea about that, feeling suddenly sympathetic towards the large Orca.
"Man, lets give it beer!"
"Yeah! Hahaha!" The teen put the rucksack of supplies down, they had a new plan now. Get the Orca drunk! He'd be their new honorary gang member that'd join them for the epic seaworld party they were having.
"He's really big, give him the strong stuff."
Soon enough the rubbing on the tongue is replaced by the trickle of a funny fizzy liquid, slightly bitter but mostly funny tasting.
"Drink up whale dude! Hehehe!"
Shamu was curious about what they were doing at first, pouring something onto his tongue. It tasted and felt... Odd. But then, the humans had always given him things that... Whoa... Shamu blinked, feeling kinda woozy. Something about that drink was... messed up... The bull snorted again, feeling strange. He couldn't put his mind to it but something was.. rushing to his head. Chittering madly, unable to do anything else at the moment, Shamu vocalized loudly, the big bull now starting to feel rather drunk and messed up.
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/9798984/
Hello there viewers. I'll be sharing a vore comic again, with a new page every day or so so you'll have time to take it all in. Hope you enjoy.
This one not drawn by me ofcourse, im quite terrible an artist. But it is infact commissioned by me by: Ultimaclone who does not have FA.
I was thinking of writing up a story to attach to all this, its based off a rp i lost the log too afterall, but i have a feeling that effort would be mostly ignored anyway.
Disclaimer: People portrayed in this comic are of drinking age. :3
Part 1 of story now added. This is quickly rewritten into something more easilly readable from the RP its based on. There'll be spelling errors but enjoy.
The silence of the park is disturbed the the smash of a bottle, accompanied by laugh and snicker of drunken youth who threw it. He was hushed down by other voices but soon enough their apptempt at silence breaks to various banter and generall rambuctiosness
"Hey shithead, calm down! There's no one here, man! WOOO-HOO?! See?"
His friend rolled his eyes and had to admitt it was weirdly quiet in the large park. They had snuck in to check things out, the gates had been unlocked and whats better then a free tour around seaworld?
"Its weird, you'd think they'd have guards patroling around and stuff... hey look at that! Haha! Watch this!" The kid picks up a rock and lobs it towards a sealion peering curiously at them. The rock skips across the water and misses by far, being drunk does not help accuracy.
"Ah shucks..." The young punk in leather picks up another rock. His friend is pulling up a cellphone.
"You know... this is great, we got the park to ourselves! Im gonna call the gang... lets wreck this place, haha!"
"Yea, call Jeff, i think at they're at his place... heh... tell them to bring the tag gear! Oh hey, check it! The Orca park is unlocked too!"
Shamu rested within the rehabilitation tank, the bull dozing lightly as he attempted to sleep. Usuaully most nights it was quiet enough for the bull to rest, but tonight, something was up...
There were sounds from all over the park and the bull snorted angrily. He couldn't sleep with such a racket going on... It was a real nuisense and Shamu snorted again, glowering as he skyhopped from his pool, trying to look about to what was going on.
A surveilance camera is the only thing which soon enough captures a lively noisy group of youths arriving and rampaging through the park. Police would be checking through these tapes carefully but not be able to identify any of the teens. Whatever the reason the place was unguarded, misunderstood shift change and people being laid off and another mayhap calling in sick, it was bad news for the park. The group meets up by the Orca enclosure, high-fiveing and other various gang related signs and greetings hip at the current age.
"Great find man, tonight this place is ours, huhah!" The person called Jeff exclaimed.
"Yea, man, last i was here i was kicked out, they're such assholes. I mean who cares about fish!" Answers another.
"Hey look, its Free willy!" One of the more excitable teens exclaim as he spots the large Orca in one of the tanks spyhopping "Man, i wanna check that one out!"
"Whatever man, another big fish... we're gonna go tag down the west wing." Jeff walks off with his 4 henchmen, one of them shacking a spraycan with its characteristic 'clack-clack' sound. "You play with the fish, tag this place up, ya? Meet up later and lets raid the shop!"
The gang splits up, 5 heading off while 3 of the gang head down towards the Orca tanks, kicking over chairs and tagging surfaces generously with their gang sign.
The excitable one runs down to the large star of the shows tank, looking in "Hey Willy, you in there?"
Shamu was getting fast annoyed with the ruckus, when he suddenly heard the human sounds nearby. Several of the creatures were standing at the pool edge, looking at him, calling out things at the bull. Snorting angrily, Shamu sighed to himself. Well, perhaps if there were humans here, there would be fish as well... Beginning to head towards the human that was at the edge of the pool, Shamu slinked forward, a big black shadow that approached, before he surfaced nearby, vocalizing and openintg his mouth, expectant of fish from the creature.
"Whoa, look at that, he came when you called for him!" The teens assemble infront of the large Orcas head.
"Yeah man! Being trainer cant be hard. I saw this shit in a movie!" The kid does a few handmovements, trying to mimmic the move for opening mouth wide that he saw in Free willy. "See, he's probably alone and stuff. Gotta pet his tongue because its like the only place they can feel."
"oh... gross..." The companion listens to the Orca expert, leaning forward to peer inside the mouth, all 3 of them on the edge now. "Well.. you do it then mr.trainer!"
"F-fine!" The young teen kneels infront of Shamu, reaching out a hand. "Hey man... see, im a friend yea? You're a tame fish arent you?"
The third teen, silent until now. Too drunk to really talk too cohorently "Heeeey, i want to try too man!"
Shamu listened to the creatures babbling on to one other, his tongue out expectantly. As the human touched his tongue and began to rub, the bull snorted through his blowhole slightly. He was hoping for a fish, but a tongue rub was acceptable too, the bull clicking as he wriggled his tongue in the human's grasp.
That evoked quite a laugh from the group and they rubbed along vigorously over the tongue for a little while.
"Haha! Man you were right!"
"Ofcourse man, im legit pro at these, these fucks get lonelly and shit."
The third drunk teen suddenly has a bright idea about that, feeling suddenly sympathetic towards the large Orca.
"Man, lets give it beer!"
"Yeah! Hahaha!" The teen put the rucksack of supplies down, they had a new plan now. Get the Orca drunk! He'd be their new honorary gang member that'd join them for the epic seaworld party they were having.
"He's really big, give him the strong stuff."
Soon enough the rubbing on the tongue is replaced by the trickle of a funny fizzy liquid, slightly bitter but mostly funny tasting.
"Drink up whale dude! Hehehe!"
Shamu was curious about what they were doing at first, pouring something onto his tongue. It tasted and felt... Odd. But then, the humans had always given him things that... Whoa... Shamu blinked, feeling kinda woozy. Something about that drink was... messed up... The bull snorted again, feeling strange. He couldn't put his mind to it but something was.. rushing to his head. Chittering madly, unable to do anything else at the moment, Shamu vocalized loudly, the big bull now starting to feel rather drunk and messed up.
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The text was a great addition, though I doubt that one bottle of beer would have any effect on the orca. It would take more like a whole bottle of Vodka would be in order, to affect a creature that large, and it would still take a few minutes for itto be absorbed by his body.
Oh yes, quite right. But if you take everything realistically, the following scenes in this vore comic would be even more inplasuible. But some suspension of disbelief are needed for comics like this, events are slightly accelerated and capabilities enchanced. In the rp itself he did have more then a "beer" and it did take slightly longer for it to kick in, but i altered it to flow with the comic better.
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