Oh he def would if I was in danger
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Oh he def would if I was in danger

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d0c stuffed with slime + aftercare. ok?
Refusal to Change, Part Two
H4nk really did destroy himself, didn't he?
(This is part two of the end. To anyone first dropping in, please start with No Escape so you can catch up.)
(WARNING: Tough topics, depictions of passing out)
<- First (No Escape)
<- Previous (Refusal to Change, Part One)
Next (coming soon...) ->
I got some art request
Sanford and Deimos fighting over who gets to eat the Smol me or grunt
Sanford rampaged Smol grunt city
and for the finishing touches…
giant Deimos or Sanford noming me :)
I just doodled different requests at once- I tried--
sorry for the wait---
honestly like how the fearplay d3imos one came out-
Small Comforts
okay so i finally sat my ass down and got something out..its not vore or anything special but its self indulgent and sappy
*throws it and explodes*

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Ap0llo content because I like pumping out OC content.
THE MISUNDERSTANDING
Good evening everyone, and welcome to another self-indulgent vore story. CW for gore and biting, as well as Russian Roulette. (because I'm basing this off of Madness Roulette 2)
You were running and screaming in fear as you were getting chased by the creature in the endless maze of walls. One minute, you're sitting at a table with a gun in your hand, and hoping the chamber's empty, and the next you're stuck in some strange version of what you presumed to be this world's version of the Backrooms. The creature looked like your average grunt, smock and all, but there were 2 key differences.
One difference was that it was glitching out like mad. From far away, it looked like nothing more than a red, grey and darker grey scribble. It twitched, shivered and shook as it flew above the ground. The other difference was its face was completely scraped off, showing that it's empty eye sockets and teeth were exposed to the open air, blood staining its clothing and hands.
It seemed to roar, it's glitched voice drawing out like a corrupted audio file and hurting your ears enough for you to cover them, but even then it was still loud and screechy as hell. You ended up running into a wall. Oh, shit, a dead end! What now?!
It made a glitched growl as it approached like some type of feral beast. What is this thing?! You close your eyes, expecting the worst. He bites you. You scream in pain as you feel something entering your bloodstream... is he trying to poison you?!
After he injected you with it, you found yourself unable to move as he inched closer and closer until he gently picked you up and held you close despite his shakiness. He purred as he held you in his hands. It felt... relaxing. Something about this whole ordeal seemed to relax you.
You've been going through so much in the past hour or two, dealing with losing your life from betting you could win in some horrible game of Rock Paper Scissors mixed in with Russian Roulette and waking up here in this maze of dirty, sky blue walls, green-ish gray carpet and glowing, beige ceiling tiles, and getting chased by Scr4peface, a supposed monster you've heard in ghost stories that a nearby agency started to tell you and the others about. The monsters were always misunderstood in the end, and you understood how it felt to be lied about.
It was not a good feeling, especially when it makes people hate you to the point of making the people you care about most suffer to get you to give in to your own depression.
Scr4peface saw the tears welling up in your eyes and began to lick them away and wiping them with his shaky, hands, smearing the blood that covered them on your face. He pauses and makes a low growl, he seemed to be thinking. His stomach growled, and even that sounded like a corrupted audio file made on the devil's computer. It seems he has an idea.
His hands began to glitch out as he held you in them. You felt numb and disoriented. Was it just you or is he getting taller? Soon it got to the point where he only held you in one hand and when the red static faded around you, you can see that he wasn't getting taller. You were getting smaller.
He held you close like an excited child hugging their toy and began to purr once more. You felt like your whole body was covered in static for a moment as you were absorbed and suddenly pushed into his stomach. It was soft and squishy, and you could feel the walls moving around you and hear the irregular heartbeat of the glitched entity. You know you should be terrified, but it all feels so much more calming here.
You're somewhere that no one and nothing can find you, but that's okay. You have a friend now, one who's purring at the warm weight of you inside them. It may be a side-effect of whatever's going through your system right now, but at this point you don't care. You're tired, and you've been through a lot, so you decide it's finally time to rest, even if it does lead to your demise. Besides, even if you wanted to, you couldn't move anyway.
"S̵̢̛̳̋ͅw̶̮͖͗3̸͔̭̈́̔è̷͇̫̎ͅT̸̮͊͠ ̴͉̘̣̒D̸̠̥͝Ŕ̸̨̤̉ẹ̸͂ͅä̷̪́̑M̷̯̒͆5̶͉̣̔,̵̺̳̊̏̊ ̴̩̣͠͝F̵̧͍͌͌ṟ̴͓̿͘1̸̭̪̀3̵̜̞̫̈n̴̡̙̠̋̇d̶̘̩͑.̸͙̻̝̌͠"
Sharkank
Love: ketchup Hot sauce
Dislike: SnaxTrap Strabby
Description: Is Shark but Snax
Is fanart for @acorncake