No.10 [Last50 Posts]
He had been wandering for almost three hours when the snow began to thicken- at first a flurry, then a steady fall, and now, approaching the pass, it was nearly a blizzard. And he had little more than an old cloak to keep him warm during the treacherous trek through the northern clime. Wrapping himself as tightly as he could, he checked the map with twitching fingers; there was no sign of the crags he’d passed, the detail was too sparse. If only he’d looked closer before purchasing it! He turned and began to work his way back to the slope, but the snow was now a curtain, and the mountain too steep to risk turning back in such conditions. He returned to the passage between the sheer cliffs, feeling his way as the wind screeched like the dead, inch by inch, until he reached the other side and—
A blinding wall of white. The snow was twice as thick on the other side of the passage, rendering travel impossible. He stood and shivered in the icy hallway, the wind intensifying, cursing his foolishness and the gods for this storm. And then the wind picked up again, screaming like a demon, and the last sound to come to his ears before he fell was like huge sails rippling on a troubled sea.
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No.11
>>10
“Hello? Hello, are you alright, little one?”
The man opened his eyes to find his gaze returned by two huge golden pupils, staring at him from behind a cyan blue snout. The snout produced a toothy smile and a large forked tongue, which licked across his cheeks and forehead warmly as he gazed back. The breath was humid and smelled of fish.
“I am so glad you are alright!” said the dragon, nuzzling against the man with a deep purr, “Normally the travelers who come this way do not lose consciousness before they reach my cave.”
The cavern was large and sparsely furnished, save for the fur throw on which they lay and some scrawled artwork scratched into the walls with a claw-tip. The walls had been thinned in a few places to form large windows of shimmering ice through which light was able to enter the chamber.
“T-thank you,” said the man, still shivering, though warmed by the insulated interior, the color returning to his fingers and limbs, “You s-saved my life.”
“Don’t mention it, it’s my duty as a watch-dragon of these mountains,” the dragon nuzzled against his bare chest, “And my pleasure.”
“Many come to visit you?” the man asked, petting the dragon’s snout as the beast continued to purr and nuzzle against him, “Wait…” he checked under the fur wrapped around his midriff, “Where are my clothes?”
The dragon chuckled, leaning in to kiss the human’s forehead, licking across both cheeks.
“It is warm enough in my cave that you don’t need clothes,” he winked as he circled the man, nuzzling into his shoulders, “But since you still seem to be shivering a little…” he exhaled into the human’s hair.
“Let me warm you up the way I do with all my guests…”
The portly beast turned himself around, looming with his great plump hindquarters a foot from the man’s face. The traveler swallowed, staring up in surprise as the dragon raised his enormous tail, revealing the sky blue backside and bright pink of his tail-hole, which he brought close to the human’s face as he squatted, waggling his large rear for a moment. With a chuckle, swiftly, before the traveler had time to react, the huge dragon sat himself down on top of his guest.
“Ahh… the yarfullo fur makes for a comfortable blanket, yes?” the huge reptile scooted his wide, smooth-scaled rump atop the human, making sure his pink pucker was brushing the man’s face, “And it absorbs smells sooo nicely as well!”
“Get…off…” the man groaned, not enjoying the wet odor of unwashed dragon anus scrubbing across his features. He was of course powerless under the beast’s blubbery bulk to escape.
“I saw you needed warming up,” the dragon shrugged as he scratched at his belly, “And this is the best way to do so. All my extra fat keeps me warm and now it shall do the same for you. Especially under my butt. My warmest spot.”
The man wasn’t shivering from the cold any longer but felt a chill as the dragon’s bowels grumbled overtop of him.
Leaning a little to the side, the big dragon passed a loud, humid fart into the man’s face, his tail-hole distending to give the human a dirty “kiss”.
“Ahhh…” the dragon passed another jet of stench, rubbing in the smell, as the human groaned, his nose burning with the stench of bad fish and beans, “Works better than a fire, eh?”
“I think a fire… would be less disgusting…” the human’s words were lost as the dragon blasted him with a hotter, wetter fart, leaning forwards as the volume grew in intensity, blowing back the man’s hair as it erupted from his bowels for a full eight seconds. The dragon smacked his lips, rubbing a claw across his belly with a sigh as the fart hissed and finally quieted.
“Ugh…” the man lay in the hot, stinking cloud, his forehead and chest drenched in sweat both from the dragon’s backside and the heat, “Disgusting dragon, aren’t you?” He certainly wasn’t shivering anymore, though.
The dragon chuckled, sitting and rubbing in the smell, his sweaty tail-hole squelching across the man’s face with a few short poots.
“Perhaps, but I can feel you’re much warmer now,” he leaned to the side to pass another five second rumble, “And I feel better as well.”
The man sighed and groaned, trapped beneath the rank reptile for as long as the dragon pleased. The dragon chuckled and sat, farted and rubbed, purring all the while. He’d keep the human there for another hour or so; it was early in the afternoon, and with the weather still awful, it might even be best to spend the night.
He wrapped the blanket all the way around the man, making sure to keep him pinned beneath his backside as he blasted another incredible fart across his face. His bowels grumbled audibly even as he finished.
‘Besides,’ he thought as his next huge fart echoed off the cavern walls for almost ten seconds, the man groaning in protest and squirming under the makeshift covers, ‘These are just the little ones…’
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No.15
Top: Tyrantrum rubbing his large ass against a tree to scratch his itch. Little does he know a Riolu manages to squeeze his way in against the rubbing. The Riolu is quickly dazed as the Tyrantrum bursts out with farting against the helpless Riolu. A nearby Pidgey in the tree faints from the noxious gas.
Bottom: Having enjoyed the Tyrantrum's rump a bit too much, the Riolu permanently binds himself spread-eagle against the Tyrantrums ass to be able to smell every release of the gassy dino. The Tyrantrum sniffs at some pleasant smelling flowers as he farts yet again. The fart kills all the flowers behind him as the small Riolu inhales the same potent stench again and again.
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No.36
Bianca was browsing through her spell book to see if there was any new deadly spells she could try out on her enemy, Spyro the dragon as she soon found one she liked "Aha! A shrinking spell! With this I can shrink that pesky dragon to the size of an ant and then I could have lots of fun with him! Hahahaha!" With that Bianca set out on her quest to find Spyro as little did she know, she forgot to read a very important warning on the spell book that read: "WARNING! DO NOT USE ON DRAGONS!" Bianca then finally made it to Spyro's castle as she entered it and called him out "Spyro! Get your scaly butt out here right now!" She shouted as he finally came out with an annoyed look on his face. "Oh, it's you again! What do you want Bianca?" Spyro said as he saw the grin on her face meaning she was up to something "Hehe, I'll finally show you I'm not a bunny to be messed with! Shrinking Spell, Activate!" Bianca's spell book lit up as a bright flash of light engulfed the castle until Bianca's and Spyro's eyes finally adjusted "Ha! Not so tough now are….y-you?" Bianca's eyes widened as a now giant Spyro towered high above her "W-What?! Why didn't it work?!" She stomped her foot angrily as Spyro grinned and laughed at the sight of the tiny magical bunny "Hehe, Was this your plan all along? To shrink to ant size to stop me? You silly bunny!" Bianca was terrified at what she had just done as she saw Spyro stand on his hind legs as this made him appear even bigger to her but this wasn't what she was worried about the most as she saw Spyro's foot lift up above her "Time to get squished like a bug!''. Spyro wiggles his purple scaly toes as Bianca was frozen with fear as she saw the dragon's foot come down until…*THOOM!* "Hehe, how's it feel to be under my foot?" Spyro's word's were muffled under his foot as Bianca struggles to move around "Ugh, G-Get your big foot off…me" Spyro laughed at her muffled words as he grinds his foot on her tiny weak body "As if!" Bianca was getting flattened under Spyro's scaly sole as she was getting dizzy from all the rolling around until it finally stopped as Spyro lifted his foot up "Ugghhhhh…. smelly foot…." Bianca groaned out as Spyro laughed "Hehe, you think I fly all the time? I walk way more plus it get hot out so my feet are really stinky!" The macro purple dragon finally peels off the tiny flattened bunny as he smiles at her "Please….no more" she begged but Spyro smiled and spoke "I'm not done yet! I've still got one more thing!".
"W-what?! What else can you do to me?" Spyro laughed "Alot of things! This is just a few!" Spyro placed Bianca back on the floor as he turns around revealing his huge tailbutt to the tiny scared bunny "W-What are you doing!" Spyro's tail swayed above her as Spyro spoke "I think it's time I have a seat!" His butt suddenly lowers as Bianca was frozen in place as a huge shadow came over her. THOOM! Spyro's butt sat down as to Bianca, The ground shook under his scaly behind "Hehe, there we go! Under my big dragon butt!" Spyro grinds his butt on the floor, rolling up the tiny bunny under it "H-Hey! Get your big butt off me!" Bianca said as after a bit more grinding he finally stopped "Ahh, Feels great to sit. Sorry if my scaly booty is ripe." Spyro's butt started vibrating. "Well, well…. Seems like I need to FART!" Bianca's eyes widened. "Oh no…NO! DON'T YOU DARE YOU BIG DUMB DRAGON!!" Bianca pounded on the dragon's tailbutt until it was too late Pppppffttt! "Ahhhh, much better!". Under Spyro's butt it was now very unpleasant and stinky as Bianca was struggling to find fresh air to breathe as all she could smell was the dragon's fart in the air "Phew!" Cough "That stinks!" Cough "You should've held it in!" This just made Spyro laugh at Bianca's situation "Hehe, never! I said I was gonna have fun and I meant it!" The tiny bunny tried getting out from under the dragon's butt as she fans her nose to get rid of some of the smell lingering in the air "I'll show you someday! You'll see, I will get you for this Spyro!" Bianca vowed as Spyro got up as she can feel herself moving as well, meaning she was stuck to the dragon's behind "What the! I'm stuck to your big butt! Get me off!!" Bianca said as Spyro smiled and walked off.
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No.38
Spyro was sitting there in the Artisans Homeworld. Patiently awaiting his friend, Hunter, to arrive for another task. More gems, more fireflies, more baddies. But Spyro loved it. Which made waiting on him all the more unbearable. Soon enough, Hunter's love Bianca the magician comes by. "Spyro! There you are!" She said in a rather paniked tone. "Whoa! Whoa! Calm down, Bianca. What seems to be the issue?" "It is Hunter! He may have accidentally drank a potion I had in the fridge this morning! Have you seen him?!" She frantically asked as she grabbed the seated dragons shoulders. "N… No, Bianca. But I will help you. He must be somewhere, right?" "Yes. Yes. Thank you! I will search around our house. You check around here!" Spyro could not even reply before she teleported away. "Oh Hunter. You really need to read before you drink." Spyro said with a sigh before standing. When he stood he could vaguely hear muffled screaming. The purple dragon looked all around him. Checking the floor and his own dragon feet. Until he finally found the source of the noise. It was Hunter! The anthro cheetah was miniscule and plasted on Spyro's big scaly butt. "Oh my… THERE you are! I must have been sitting on you for hours." The dragon states as Hunter continues his muffled screams and failed attempts to pry himself off the big, smelly butt. "So… Um… Sorry about that fart earlier." Spyro blushes as more muffled screams could vaguely be heard. "Better get you to Bianca before I have to fart again." The purple dragon stomped off to look for the magic rabbit. Each step shaking Hunter around on his giant scaly dragon bottom."
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No.39
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No.42
He looked around for his next victim until he felt something on his butt "Huh? Who's back there!" He moved his scaly butt around as Chunky Kong was hanging on for dear life "Oh no! He better not notice me or fart! That would be horrible!".
"Is one of you Kongs on my butt? Because if you are, I've got something for you!" Soon the Kremling's buttcheeks start vibrating as Chunky Kong is terrified at this "Oh no! DON'T FART!" He begged and begged until….*Pppfffft* "Ahhh, what a relief!" Stinky fart gas blew across Chunky's face as his nostrils were filled by its foul stench *Cough* "That's such a horrible smell!" He coughed and gagged at the smell as it causes him to lose grip and fall down to the ground "AHHHHHHH!".
After all this time, Tiny Kong managed to climb upon a seat….Which was a very bad idea on her part "Oh gosh, I sure hope he doesn't find me!" She prayed her hardest for her safety until she heard the Kremling talk "Man, I'm getting tired of standing! I need a seat!" When he uttered these words Tiny's heart sank "D-Did he just say…He needs a s-seat?" To her terror, She soon saw the Kremling stomp her way as the ground shook and rumbled with each booming step he took "N-No! I have to get off! But it's too high of a jump to make without getting hurt! What do I do!?" She was panicking until her vision was blocked by the Kremling's MASSIVE green scaly butt "*Gulp* Oh….m-my" she was now frozen solid in fear at what she saw in front of her "DON'T SIT ON ME!! I'M DOWN HERE!!" She managed to yell out, but it had little effect "Hm? Did I hear something? Nah, it was probably my mind playing tricks on me!". The Kremling ignored Tiny's cries as he soon lowered his butt on the seat "Oh no!" Everything was getting black as the lizard's butt blocked out the light *Squish!* He was now sitting down on his seat and the Tiny Kong as she was pressed to his big scaly behind "Ahh, it sure feels good to finally sit down! Now to get comfy!" He then proceeded to grind his butt on the seat as Tiny Kong got rolled around beneath it "Mmmmmph!" She can barely talk due to the motion from the Kremling's rubbing until he finally stopped.
"Thank goodness! He stopped!" She breathed a sigh of relief as she thought for a way out of the Kremling's hot and heavy butt until her thoughts were halted by the buttcheeks vibrating "Oh no! Not that!" She was now even more desperate to escape the butt as it was pretty soon about to become very stinky "I gotta fart again!" The Kremling soon leaned forward as he let out a short but stinky fart. *Pppfffft* "Ahhh!" he sighed in relief as Tiny Kong was having trouble breathing in any fresh air under his gassy butt "Get me outta here!!" She begged until she could feel movement as the Kremling was getting up, leaving her on the seat "Ughhh, sooooo stinky!" She was practically passed out on the seat as the Kremling realized he needed to use the bathroom very badly "Ugh! I gotta go!" He soon rushed to the nearby bathroom as he closed the door and sat on the toilet.
Little did he know, a Tiny Donkey Kong was on the bathroom floor as he stared up at the giant Kremling doing his business "He's so big! Please don't let him find me!" Donkey Kong hoped for the best as he was going to leave until he heard the Kremling speak "Oh? What do we have here!" He spotted Donkey Kong as he reached over and grabbed him "Hehe, just the perfect time! I gotta wipe now and I'm all out of toilet paper!" He smiled as he said this as Donkey Kong was terrified at what this meant "Wh-what are you getting at!" He nervously said "I'm gonna use you as toilet paper of course!" The Kremling soon placed the terrified Donkey Kong on a sheet of toilet paper and took him to the back of his unclean butt as he spread his cheeks open, revealing a very foul and filthy crack "N-No! Please have mercy!" He begged but there was no getting through to the Kremling. "In you go!" He then shoved Donkey Kong into his unclean crack as he wiped *Squish* *Squelch* "Mmmmmph!" The Kremling wiped more and more, covering DK in waste and filth stuck in his crack until he finally pulled out the stained toilet paper with no Donkey Kong to be seen "Hehe, you must still be back there! I think I'll leave you there for now!" He discarded the toilet paper and washed his hands as he headed out while muffled screams and cries can be heard from within his crack.
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No.76
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No.77
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No.78
*groggy*
(What time is it?)
Son? You still in bed?
(Must've gone downstairs…)
(Ugh, just as well cos I gotta…)
*BRRNT!!*
*snort*
(Heh, that felt good)
*sniff sniff*
Hmmf! Puu…
*waft waft*
(Gotta go take my morning dump, badly…)
…
…So…s-so smelly… ()
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No.79
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No.80
Sangheili butt sluts are especially brutal to captured humans, or for that matter any lesser being they deem undeserving of even a morsel of respect. Even the most strong willed and unbreakable of men are left begging for mercy in mere minutes underneath an effeminate Elite's ass. This particular sangheili picked up on a human tradition known as "facesitting". He was supposed to be interrogating the man for crucial information, but it felt so good to press his anus against those strange human lips and puff up his cute little cheeks with farts. The pathetic human gagged and burped as the loose anus poured farts down his throat relentlessly.
The Elite's big booty left the man choking on thick Sangheili gas, not giving him a single opening to cough up the farts, or even breathe. The Elite watched the man's belly slightly distend. He moaned in pleasure, his cock throbbing as his ass made more horrible noises. He doubted his superiors would mind him humiliating the prisoner. After all, degradation is a valid form of torture…
Unfortunately for the man, this was just the beginning
With one last fart to the mouth, the prisoner finally snapped, totally broken by the femboy Sangheili's big ass. He slapped at the cheeks wrapped around his face, now willing to tell the alien everything he knew. But the horny Elite stopped caring about the human's compliance a while ago. He simply sat back, his butt bearing down on the man's face, before sputtering out more thunderous gas. The hurricane farts blasting out of the booty made the last few farts seem like petite toots. And all that gas found it's way right into the humans mouth, wilting his tastebuds.
The man felt gas rocket down his throat, his stomach and lungs filling up at an alarming rate as the sangheili's loose asshole pumped him full of gas. He gagged helplessly as the Elite's ass gas began to sputter out from the edges of his mouth, spewing out of his nostrils as the excess gas completely filled him. The Sangheili moaned sensually as he wiggled his butt, bouncing up and down. The man suddenly felt something hot and slimy splatter all over his chest, legs, and groin, in addition to hearing the sex crazed Sangheili practically whimper in pleasure. His chest was now soaked with cum. Tears streamed down his face as he realized the Alien was enjoying this far too much, and he was in for a long fart swallowing session. Bloated by the fat butt, and still being filled up with gas, his arms fell to his side as his strength left him, weakened by the Elite's endless farts.
"I will savor these next few hours for the rest of my life, pathetic creature. And you will savor the taste of shame for the rest of your life." The Elite crooned, giggling cruelly.
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No.81
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No.86
You frown, or at least you would if you still had a mouth. You question if the slit at the end of your body constitutes as a mouth before getting grossed out at the thought that you accepted this as your body. Today has not been a good day, first you wake up realizing you're the cock of a tubby college student, next you're shoved into a hot pair of pants and forced to sit there all day. You ponder if his cock really is your body, you taste, small, sight, hearing, and most of all touch are still there, yet it seems you somehow have all these senses without having visual traits.
You briefly saw yourself in the mirror as the dragon changed into his school clothes, you seem to be a decently large barbed dick, you’ve never seen a barbed dragon dick in person, more less experienced the sensation of being one. As you think about past experiences of seeing them in videos you feel your body twitch, one of your spikes rub against the interior of the pants causing a flush of ecstasy through your body. That brief sensation makes the whole day of sitting in a sweaty hell of another man’s meat with it. You crave more, you try to twitch again, nothing happens, you try again and manage to get a little budge. You one of the dragon’s digits reach in through his pocket and gently rub you, the slight friction causing all sorts of sensations you never thought possible. You feel yourself start to stiffen, the sensation is strange. As you fill with blood your makeshift prison of cotton starts heating up, you feel yourself push enough to be noticeable. You imagine the panic the dragon must feel from swelling up during class, you would smile if you had a mouth. You suddenly feel the dragon shoot up and speed walk out of the room, with every step you feel yourself smack side to side against the underwhere further pleasuring you. The dragon steps into a bathroom stall. As the dragon practically rips off his pants he immediately wraps his hand around you, looking at the titan you want to scream and run. To the dragon this doesn't mean much, but to you this is your first sexual experience with another man even if one party is unaware. He rubs you making sure to hit every last barb, his long forked tongue unravels out of his mouth as he starts stroking faster and faster.
What started as a gentle rub becomes almost painful as you feel your whole body heating up from the friction. He amps up faster and faster before stopping, you feel the bubbling in your stomach start traveling up your body as you pulse before your mouth is forced open and you release a long stream of thick liquid. Even after that load you crave more attention but you instead see your master on his phone, you want to scream but you can’t as you're nothing more than a body part to anyone else. You hear someone else walk into the bathroom, as the steps grow closer you expect to be forced back into the pants but instead you hear the door click open. In walks a chubby brown dragon, as he walks in he shuts the stall door behind him. “What happening” you innocently think, you see the brown dragon braces against the wall as your owner pulls up his tail. The dragon reveals a pink spot among his thick brown flesh, a small little donut to shove things in, unlucky for you, the only thing being shoved into that tight anus is your body. As you slowly move closer you smell a warm stench, your head gets lined up against the hole. Your thoughts start rushing as the dragon pulls back preparing to ram, you wonder why there’s no condom or lube, is this going to be painful, what if the dragon get an STD, dose this make you gay, before you can finish your thoughts you get trusted into the abyss of the earthy dragon. You hear slightly pained moans as your barbs rub against the walls, every sensation you have is filled with dragons.
You are too dazed to feel the trusting or hear the passionate moans of the dragons. You're already sick of the pleasure, the moans, the cum and you're not even done with your first sexual experience as a cock yet. As you empty load after load you want to scream. As the movement slows you feel your body become less and less stiff before you go limp, as the dragon pulls you out you feel weak and tired. You lay limp in the dragon's paw before being carelessly dropped back into his pants.
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No.88
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No.89
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No.90
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No.91
Maximos: A good hearty meal before the love making that's how you do it!
Envo: Oh really I just asked and we just went to the back and did it.
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No.94
Bowser, King of the Koopas, has a hard job. Running an entire kingdom of goombas, koopas and other nitwit minions can be quite taxing! With a strict training regimen in place, Bowser was certain that in no time, his troops would be ready for combat against the likes of those annoying plumbers, Mario and…whatshisname? Green Mario? The Koopa King was certain the name started with an 'L', though… It was no matter. Soon the Mushroom Kingdom would be conquered, and his. Princess Peach would be his, and the Mario Brothers would be enslaved for all time!
Even Bowser himself had been training! After putting in some time fighting with other Nintendo characters in Super Smash Brothers, His Royal Awfulness was convinced he would be able to handle anything his foes threw at him. With a hard day of working out and pushing the limits of his strength behind him, Bowser collapses onto his bed, content to get some rest before washing his pristine scales, spikes and shells. Unbeknownst to Bowser, though, it seems he picked up some admirers…
Danathius seems to be quite stuck in the musky folds of flesh on the bottom of Bowser's foot. No matter how hard he seems to struggle, the poor mage is wedged tightly into the soft, warm and sweaty crevices of Bowser's great foot. It looks like the mage will be stuck in that fleshy prison for quite some time… Bowser's other pawspeck, Sky Draco, is having a far more enjoyable and relaxing experience, though!
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No.101
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No.102
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No.103
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No.104
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No.107
Brian, a human shrunken down during a large scale downsizing of humanity,
finds himself in the care of an ant he rescued a month prior.
The human's previous hobby of caring for ants has led to some interesting situations,
mainly revolving around Bendy's ignorance regarding human culture and societal norms.
All in all, the big guy just wants to keep his little human savior safe.
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No.108
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No.109
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No.110
"And what do we have here?" the deep thunderous voice was vibrating through my whole body.
"Oh- Oh my gosh… are you the legendary hero? Slayer of dragons, protector of the poor?!" I answered, filled with joy and happiness. "I´m on my way to the village near the lake. Are youcoming from there? Did you had to fight of against some bandits?! Or was it an epic fight against a monster?" I looked up and down, scanning him as good as possible as I stood on his palm.
"That village is no more. I just crushed it last night." the Charr said, followed by a lick on his lips.
It took me a few moments, but I still couldn´t believe what I just heard… "W- what do you mean you crushed it? W- what about all the villagers?!"
He lowered his hand a little bit, pulling me closer towards his upper belly. "You have such huge ears for a small fry… don´t you hear their screams from inside me…?"
My legs became soft. Shocked and scared I fell on my butt onto the leathery paw pad. He must be joking right? I tried to focus, maybe I could hear something. But the only sound was the beasts breathing and his heartbeat.
"Now… what to do with you?" he spoke as he lifted me upwards in front of his nose.
"N- No. Please don´t do th-" and without letting me finish my sentence he opened his sharp toothed maw and tossed me onto his feline tongue. The soft flesh catched me safely, but the humidity and heat felt like I was tossed into an oven. The saliva flushing over me in an instant.
I was sure he was about to swallow me, but then I got pulled out again, dangling in the air as he hold me with his claw.
"Haha. You are lucky that I´m already filled to the brim. But I will have some use of you later." the warrior spoke as he put me into his palm again before cutting through my clothes with his sharp tools.
I didn't said anything out of fear. I just laid on my back and waited for what ever he had in mind for me.
"Thats better. Now enjoy your stay." and with a laugh he moved his hand behind his massive body. I watched as he exposed his butthole to me, slowly moving his massive hand closer to the rim.
"Wh- wait! Please don´t!" I whimmered, already doubting he would be able to hear me.
Carefully he pushed me against his closed pink pucker, rubbing me against it until my legs slipped into the tight hole. The grip on me was strong, so strong that I couldn´t move my legs at all. So I tried to push myself out of him with my arms, but as my upper body stretched forward, I got greeted by the fingertip of my captor. A soft push and a wet shlorp later I was… inside a giants butt. It reeked terribly and the heat was even worse then inside his maw.
He pulled his finger out again, letting in the last rays of sunlight before the ring closed for good, sealing me away.
"Hurr hurr… try to survive till I am in the mood or get hungry again." The deep voice resound through everything surrounding me.
Defeated and exhausted, with my hopes and dreams shattered, I let myself fall into the slimy floor and waited again… and waited and waited…
After something that felt like a week, a loud groan woke me up. I was still there, still alive and trapped. The fleshy prison suddenly pushed me away from the wall, as the large intestine became more and more active. Something was coming closer… and there can be only one thing that brings that kind of smell with it.
There wasn´t even any time left to think of a plan. I got pushed once again, this time against the wall on the other side, just before a creamy hot mass filled the chamber. Luckily my backside was exposed to it, with my face and chest getting pushed against the still working organ. Rhythmically I was pushed upwards, dragged deeper into the warriors insides. Only to be sucked down with the sticky mass behind me, once he finally started to take a shit, with me screaming as I fell.
With everything calmed down, I couldn't believe I was finally out.
Greeted by the deep voice I haven´t heard for a while: "Oh damn… I totally forgot about you."
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