SecondHand_Dingo's place

unnamed kitsune. 

a full demon who recently ascended their imp status. She retained her small size (3′10″) to help her stay under the radar without having to maintain a human disguise. Shy and an observer, she rarely maintains more than one relationship at a time.Typically very blunt with a distaste for formality however when stressed or dealing with unwelcome folks she tends to lead them astray and mess with their heads as long as they’ll let her.

man i love this game so much. I”m still trying to find stuff to do in it. i’ve got an idea for a comic involving nia and a beast from the series. Not sure if i want to put the time into it though. Also why does the team healer have nipple spikes?

ugh i hate backgrounds. Here’s some retro 90′s shapes and colors cause i give up. Happy vore day folks. Hope you end up in the right gut.

Our brave adventurer Chii, whilst exploring a desert oasis, stumbles upon an inhabitant of the unforgiving dunes. The Dahlian are a race of distant relatives to marsh lands more common “lizard men”. Short lived and highly social these human sized omnivores are friendly to a fault and will work with anyone or anything for survival.

This ones name is Clara. At 8 and a half years old she is more than halfway through her expected lifespan. This short life span has granted these reptilian vagabonds a great respect for the cycle of life and are incredibly polite when asking for any sort of assistance.

Unfortunately for Chii, horny little thing she is, misunderstands a very simple question. Forced to watch her own feet disappear into the lizard woman’s mouth above her, there is little she can do unarmed as she is.

In the few minutes she has left she begins to negotiate with Clara in hopes of clearing up the misunderstanding and finding her way to freedom. However, Dahlians lack that essential regurgitation reflex making it nearly impossible for Clara to meet her request. Even if she wanted to. And granted the right circumstances to retrieve her it is still unlikely she would part with her meal so willing as this would violate her peoples most sacred rule

“No backsies”

The next 10 minutes for Chii will be a grueling fight for air as the stomach chamber begins to visibly fill with gastric acids. It’s not long before only remaining sounds are those of burping acids working there way through the halflings flesh. Within an hour the, the gruesome blend of stomach juices and dissolving prey will render the stretchy window opaque, preventing us from seeing the last of the creature within. Over the next 8-10 hours Clara’s belly will begin to shrink as the last of her food is passed into her large intestines housed neatly within her tail.

Most times the act of deficating would be as simple as for any human. However, today she has feasted upon much greater fare than that of travel rations and her tail swells with the last parts of her meal, revealing the final intact parts of Chii. This process can take hours if left to gravity and the slow push of her intestines. To speed this afair up she has learned of a simple massage that will assisst her, allowing her to move about unhindered once more and ready for the next meal, what ever size it may be.

The ritual complete, she inspects her figure in the pool of water. Her breasts have grown slightly. Like other lizard men, Dahlians take on very little fat from the foods they eat and often distributing them to a few specific places. In the case of the desert dwellers; The neck, the chest or the thighs. That makes this gain exciting for her. Larger breasts make finding a mate during heat easier, allows her to go longer without food while traveling the dunes and as a side benefit, makes her a harder to swallow meal for those beasts that forget their manners.