#rizvore

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

Hey, if it's not a problem, could you give us some headcannons on some Beastars characters as well, please?

Yeah, I'd love to! These are getting long though so under the read more it goes.

L.egoshi: He's a big dumb dog. Hunger and horny mix together to the point that he can't tell them apart. Accidental vore/Losing himself to instinct/Being easily convinced to eat others all lend themselves very well to this. But also I think he'd eat others for people he cares about, too--for instance, to protect them or to make himself more cuddly. On the flip side, he's really easy to convince to be willing prey for those he cares deeply about, tail wagging the whole way down. And while there are certainly instances where he could be unwilling prey, he'll be very whiny and submissive once he realizes that stomachs are much sturdier than they appear.

L.ouis: An herbivore that thinks himself equal if not greater than carnivores is going to act as such. Might take some time to get over the bellyaches but he'll get used to meat eventually. He'd probably consume carnivores near exclusively, though I don't think he'd deny himself the indulgence to snack on fellow herbivores if the mood strikes him. He's very defiant as prey, always going down fighting and making a big show of his resistance. Not very useful against your average carnivore but he refuses to make himself an easy meal. He'll shout and kick to the very end and do his best not to let his fear shine through.

R.iz: I like to think his philosophy on eating others is similar to how he tries to cope with T.em's death in canon--by believing that he's joined his prey together with him and they're now one. Sure, eating for him is still based on hunger and instinct, and he's definitely someone who'll stuff himself silly...but he still thinks what he's doing is a good thing. The right thing, even. Doesn't mean he won't go down fighting if someone were to turn the tables on him, though the hypocrisy will be lost on him. He'll settle down eventually once he's fully sealed away unless his predator did something to really piss him off. Or happened to be an herbivore...

B.ill: It's all about dominance for him. He's a big, tough carnivore--why shouldn't he eat like one, too? Doesn't have to be reserved to just herbivores, either! Smaller or weaker carnivores are below the food chain for him (though so is everyone else if you ask him) so he won't hesitate to put them in their place, too. He loves to show off when he can and feel that rush of power that comes with devouring another life. Course, this means he won't be the most agreeable prey. He'll roar and struggle for a good while but that fragile ego of his is bound to shatter eventually, and by then, he'll just be a pathetic, whimpering lump of meat to work over. Just depends on how long it takes for him to realize he's been bumped down a few notches in the food chain for good.

G.ouhin: He's a doctor in the black market who handles mostly aggressive carnivores. Of course, one of his main methods of handling that is showing them what it's like to be the meat they so badly crave. Is that a lesson that can be learned more than once? Completely depends. Other than that, he'll always take in willing prey. He'll make sure it's what they want but hey, if that's the life they wanna live, he's not going to let them go off and pick a worse predator. As a meal, he's one of two ways--if one manages to get him down fair and square, he'll most likely be huffy but accept his place. If one does something cheap like getting him by surprise, then he'll make for a much tougher meal. Indigestion is very possible with him.

P.ina: He's got a slightly different flavor of confidence compared to L.ouis. His good looks and borderline flirtatious behavior make it so he considers it an honor to be his food. Certainly, the type to try and sweet talk a meal down the hatch but not fully above getting a little rough if needed. He might complain a bit about the weight he has to work off later but sacrifices must be made. So, similarly, he'll try to talk his way out of a maw if it comes down to it. Very likely to not work, especially if he goes in head first, but his panicked wiggling won't do him any good. Too bad he likely tastes as good as he looks, doubt there's anything he could offer that'll keep him in one piece.

T.em: Okay, so he's barely a character but why should that stop me? Here's the vision--accidental vore, role reversal, and unwilling pred. Too busy screaming while some rabid carnivore lunges at him sends a big meal shooting down the hatch. Takes a tumble down the stairs with his would-be predator and he lands with a full gut and a headache. Or even just raw survival instinct taking over and making him turn the tables in a moment of pure panic before he even realizes what's going on. And then he's embarrassed by the end results and always tries to deny it. He's much more simple as prey, tends to just give in once he's down the hatch. Maybe it's the panic or the digestion but he usually accepts his place once the delirium sets in. Makes for an easy meal.

J.ack: Accidental vore on this one, too. Sometimes he eats before he thinks and whoops, that's a person in his stomach! Probably a bit bashful about it and apologetic but like...not enough to let them out. If they went down that easily, they'd probably just get nabbed by some other predator. At least J.ack will be nice about it! I also think he's another potential willing prey, so long as he's buttered up about it. Lots of compliments and niceties and he'll be settling in quick. Course, even if he's not willing, it doesn't take a lot of effort to get him to shut up and settle down so he's not a problem either way.

G.osha: I think he was a waaaay bigger pred in his youth, but old age and family life caught up on him and now he's not nearly as proactive. Still nabs himself a meal from time to time but he's a lot more secretive about it and would prefer if no one knew. It's embarrassing for a man his age to do something like that. He will eat others as an act of self-defense, though, or if he thinks they're a threat to his grandson. Otherwise, if he's the one being eaten, I think a lot of that survival instinct just goes out the door in favor of pure panic. The kind that just makes a guy freeze up and do nothing. But unless a pred is immune to it or has a real iron gut, komodo dragons are basically a walking stomachache.

Y.ahya: His diet is exclusively carnivores. He's L.ouis but worse, seeing himself as enacting justice by eating carnivores. He's very cold and unflinching about it, too. He even kinda likes it when he can make a carnivore crack and show him fear. So shows very little mercy to his meals because of that. That means he'll also fight to the end if he gets eaten, absolutely refusing to be food for a carnivore--or at least making them regret eating him. If an herbivore were the one to devour him, though, he'd likely be in too much shock for any effective resistance.

M.elon: He likes to get to know his meals first. Have them feel safe around him, consider him a friend or a confidant. Then he'll strike at complete random, devour them, and really soak in their fear and betrayal. Sure, he'll eat a random person here or there but it never does hit as well as eating someone that felt safe with him. As prey, though, he's not exactly...willing so much as he just doesn't care. If someone is able to get the jump on him first and actually get him down, then he'll let it happen. He's part gazelle, after all. This was always bound to happen eventually...

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

Could we get some Beastars prompts where Riz convinces other preds how good it was to eat Tem. Maybe he tells Legosi and Bill and talks them into eating Pina and Louis?

I really like this idea! I'll definitely give it a shot.

The three predators are standing in the school locker room together, having been busy changing and chatting. A question about R.iz’s extra heft has led to...an interesting conversation.

“Y-You can’t be serious!” L.egoshi practically yelps at the news he just got.

R.iz grins a bit wider and pats his stomach a few times. “Completely. There’s really nothing else like it. I can’t even describe how it feels.”

“But…But T.em—“ L.egoshi sputters, still gaping like an idiot.

“Does it really feel that good?” B.ill asks, crossing his arms.

“Better than sex,” R.iz says matter-of-factly.

B.ill’s ears perk up and he whistles. “Woah, alright…I’m game.”

“B.ill!” L.egoshi quickly turns his attention to the tiger. “You can’t be serious! R.iz just confessed to killing T.em and you want to go along with it?!”

“Well, he said it feels really good…” B.ill pouts, lowering his head a bit. “You can’t act like you’ve never thought about it even a little.”

“But—“ L.egoshi tries to keep going but he’s interrupted.

“I don’t like to think of its as ‘killing’,” R.iz interjects with a very serious expression. “T.em and I…are one now.” He tests his paw on his stomach gently, giving it a few gentle pats. “We’re closer than anyone can be—in the way only a carnivore and herbivore can be. It’s just the natural way of things.”

“Closer…than anyone can be..?” L.egoshi’s ears fold back a bit and he frowns slightly, now thinking about it a bit more.

A toothy grin crosses B.ill’s face and he nudges the wolf roughly with his elbow. “You’re thinking about that snooty deer, aren’t you~?”

L.egoshi’s face flushes bright and he jolts. “N-No, of course not! I don’t…th-this is still wrong!”

R.iz just chuckles to himself. “Oh, sure...well, you can go then. I’m just gonna get someone for B.ill to eat. You won’t tell anyone, right, L.egoshi?”

“I...” L.egoshi hesitates a bit. He knows it’s wrong and that he should do something, but his mind keeps wandering back to L.ouis and the idea of them being closer than ever...

“...well, I’ll be right back then,” R.iz says with a shrug. “I got a good idea for who B.ill wants.” Chuckling to himself, the bear turns and lumbers off, leaving the other two carnivores in the locker room.

It takes about twenty minutes before R.iz returns with two people, P.ina and L.ouis. The bear smiles when he sees L.egoshi and B.ill are still waiting in the locker room, shirts off.

“Oh! Well, hello there,” P.ina says with a slight smile. “I didn’t realize you guys were here.”

L.ouis crosses his arms and frowns, turning his attention to R.iz. “Is there something going on? R.iz, you said we needed to talk about something important regarding the drama club.”

“Mm, that’s right.” R.iz keeps up his passive smile, neither herbivore noticing just yet that the bear is stationed in front of the door.

B.ill walks over to the two of them, slurping along his muzzle. “Yeah, we’re doing a bit of restructuring. Starting with you!” The tiger wastes little time, grappling onto P.ina and opening his jaws wide.

“Ow!” P.ina cries out as he gets slammed into the lockers back-first. “B.ill, let go of—“ He doesn’t get to finish his sentence. He realized a second too late that he was straying down a gaping maw, and it had come down to engulf his head before he could even register it.

L.ouis’s eyes widen and he’s immediately on the defensive. He looks between B.ill and R.iz, then looks to L.egoshi. “L.egoshi, don’t just stand there! Do something, you stupid dog!”

L.egoshi jolts a bit when he’s called on so directly. His ears fold back and he looks around frantically. R.iz is still standing at the door with a big grin. B.ill is purring loudly, holding Pins’s arms down at his sides as he slurps roughly over the sheep’s head. Those big horns aren’t stopping him at all.

“Ah…I-I’m sorry, L.ouis-senpai!” L.egoshi blurts out. He lunges forward, hands grappling around L.ouis’s antlers. The two struggle for a moment before two loud cracks ring out and the deer manages to stumble away, his antlers broken off.

“Wh…What did you..?” L.ouis’s hands shoot up to his head, shock written on his face. He’s left completely vulnerable as L.egoshi drops the antlers and lunges, drooling jaws snapping down over L.ouis’s head and upper arms.

R.iz’s grin widens, a self-satisfied look settling on his face as he watches. His hand lazily rubs over his own stomach. Seeing them snack makes him think about eating T.em again. He’s almost a little jealous—his meal had been smaller compared to both of theirs and the size difference made it even more drastic. Still…he wouldn’t change what he did…

Despite being the one to have more reservations about the whole thing, L.egoshi is the one who’s eating faster. He takes the first wet swallow, shoving himself down L.ouis’s shoulders and chest. He’s less interested in tasting and savoring this meal than he is in getting it put in his growling stomach.

Loud banging fills the room as P.ina thrashes against the lockers, his feet constantly kicking the lockers. He can’t overpower B.ill’s natural strength. The first gulp echoes from the tiger, P.ina’s yelling getting even more muffled as his head plunges down the greedy gullet and lifts him off the ground slightly.

B.ill is purring loudly, clearly enjoying this delicious taste of meat. His fangs gnaw slightly on Pins’s chest as he works it into his jaws but he’s careful not to do any damage. He wants to feel all this sheep meat squirming in his gut. That’s gotta be better than taking P.ina down in pieces!

L.egoshi has a similar idea, whining happily as his tail wags in a blur and drool drips down his chin. L.ouis is by far the most delicious thing he’s ever had and it just makes him want to claim the deer even more. He’s already working his jaws past the deer’s stomach, ripping his head back while L.ouis’s legs kick around wildly.

The wolf tips his head back, bobbing it up and down. L.ouis’s legs are kicking around wildly, his voice muffled deep down in L.egoshi’s gut. His legs are steadily disappearing with each bob and gulp of L.egoshi’s head. The wolf’s gut is bloating out heavily before him…

B.ill rumbles loudly, already pushing down on P.ina’s ass to help wedge it into his maw. He’s gotten to taste over the most meaty and delicious parts already, so soon all he’ll have left are the goat’s legs. He hoists them into the air, holding on by the ankles, and starts to shove them down the hatch. B.ill’s tail swishes back and forth lazily as his teeth gnaw gently on P.ina’s legs. His gut is pressing against the lockers, the bulges of P.ina’s hands and muzzle stretching it out as he tries to squirm.

“Mmmm..~” B.ill’s got a big, toothy grin on his face as he gets up to P.ina’s knees. He’s pushing down on the goat’s feet at this point, slurping up his lower legs. They kick the whole way down, even as B.ill is pressing those feet into his maw. His jaws snap shut loudly and a final GLLLP! and a bulge sinks down B.ill’s gullet, letting the last of P.ina get crammed into the tiger’s stomach.

“Hooooooh, yeah~” B.ill’s tongue lolls out and he rubs his gut with a big grin. He presses his gut against the locker a bit harder, making P.ina let out a loud but muffled yell. The tiger just snickers and looks at the wolf. “Hey, L.egoshi, you done already or wha--”

“BWWWWWOOOOOOOUUUUUUURRRRRRRRPPPPPPPP!!!!!” A massive, deep belch roars out of L.egoshi and blasts B.ill right in the face. The tiger’s ears fold back and a soft blush crosses his cheeks. He tries to cover it up by looking away and coughing. L.egoshi barely notices either way, lowering his head with a pleased, rumbling groan. His tail is wagging fast, tongue drooping out with a dumb look on his face.

L.ouis is much more feisty prey than P.ina, shouting and cursing as he thrashes around wildly. It doesn’t seem to be doing much to upset L.egoshi, the wolf still panting happily as he flops onto his ass. His gut sloshes into his lap and he starts rubbing over it roughly. “Senpai...” L.egoshi whines out with a pleased sound.

R.iz walks over to the two predators with a deep chuckle and a toothy grin. “Seems like you two really enjoyed yourself, huh?”

B.ill perks up again, quickly putting on his toothy grin as he lets confidence wash over him. “Sure am! You all comfy down there, P.ina?” He presses down on his gut as he teases his prey. A muffled whine escapes P.ina, his horns bulging out the bottom of B.ill’s stomach. The tiger thumps his chest a few times and blasts a wet “HWWWWWOOOOOUUUUUURRRRRRRPPPPPPP!!!!!!” into the air.

“Mmm...closer than anyone...” L.egoshi wraps his arms around his gut, restricting the struggles of his prey. L.ouis voices his complaints very clearly, the bulge of his head knocking into L.egoshi’s chin a few times. It doesn’t seem to bother the wolf at all, who’s completely prey-drunk.

R.iz grins wider now, his eyes sharp and dangerous for a second. He’s immensely pleased with himself seeing how these two have turned out. It’s good, seeing carnivores accept their role and prey be put in theirs. A few hours of digestion will ensure P.ina and L.ouis have been properly put where they belong. And then...

...then R.iz can make sure to spread this truth further.

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

How about Bill doing some cock vore? maybe some pec vore too!

Definitely! Technically prompts but also one continuous story, have fun.

L.egoshi grunts as he’s slammed onto the ground, B.ill’s strong arms wrapped around him. The two carnivores have gotten into another fight, and B.ill is overpowering the wolf. The bathroom it’s happening in is giving them at least some privacy for this. But it’s giving the tiger an idea as well, to really one up his rival. B.ill grins, sitting up and straddling L.egoshi. “You know, I think it’s time I really taught you a lesson…” With a quick tug, B.ill pulls his pants down, letting his impressive cock flops out onto L.egoshi’s chest. The wolf blushes darkly as he sees it, his own pants tenting a bit and poking B.ill in the ass. For a second, he wonders if this is why B.ill has been so aggressive with him. A few strokes gets B.ill hard and the tiger leans in closer, putting a hand on the wall behind L.egoshi. The wolf thinks he’s about to be offered the cock to suck, and he’s not hating the idea…but then B.ill thrusts forward, forcing L.egoshi’s entire muzzle into the tiger’s cock with a muffled yelp. He starts to thrash around now, hitting B.ill’s thighs. The tiger lets out a moan, tipping his head back as he starts to thrust his hips some more. L.egoshi’s head is slurped in fast, and then B.ill is getting down is shoulders and chest. Each thrust has B.ill’s cock swallow up more of L.egoshi, dragging the wolf across the bathroom floor as he disappears from sight. And the more of him that disappears, the more then B.ill’s nuts bulge out, stretching around L.egoshi’s form. The wolf’s kicking legs slid across the tiled floor, his body slurping out of sight. Bull pants and moans, shamelessly rubbing over his thick shaft as it swallows up its meals. He’s already leaking, forming a puddle on the floor. L.egoshi’s legs are soon disappearing, and even his kicking feet slip into B.ill’s shaft and slosh down into his nuts. “Ooooh fuck yeah…” B.ill lays back against his bulging nuts, panting and moaning as he pumps his cock. L.egoshi’s voice is muffled by the tiger’s nuts, his form stretching them out as he tries to struggle. They’re groaning and bubbling deeply, growing warm and working on all that wolf meat. With how horny B.ill is, they’re working fast, trying to turn all of that wolf meat into the tiger’s next load. His fur sloughs off his body, which gets progressively more white and sloppy. L.egoshi screams as he watches himself melt into the boiling pool of cum. His struggles lessen as he sinks down, his limbs and body turning into white slop. His screams turn into groans which turn into wet bubbles, his half melted head sinking below the bubbling pool. B.ill’s nuts grow round and smooth, and soon later, the tiger aims his cock and blows his load with a mighty tiger’s roar. A fresh load pumps out like a geyser, splattering onto the urinals on the room. They’re painted bright white and quickly overfilled, tiger’s cum and wolf bones overflowing them. Plenty of it gets on the floor and walls as well, but Bull doesn’t care at all. Pleasure wracks his body as he wastes the dumb wolf into a light tiger’s orgasm. It takes several minutes for him to finish and he lays back on the floor, panting and basking in the afterglow. Tiger cum drips off the wall, L.egoshi’s bones scattered around the urinals. His skull sits on the bottom of one of them, jaw open wide as the skull faces the ceiling. That’s the state people will find e wolf after Bull leaves the bathroom. The tiger didn’t plan to get caught with that. He is eager to show off his much bigger cock, though. L.egoshi made it even better, so B.ill has to admit…he did something right. Even if it was just dying in his nuts.

-

B.ill was so sick of R.iz coming around and showing him up. Just because he’s a bear and is stronger than him, he likes to go around and constantly one up him! And he always does it with that calm, smiling expression like he’s not even trying. It makes B.ill boil! And today…he plans to finally be the one to win against the bear. He’s going to prove that tigers are the strongest and he’s going to use R.iz to do that. R.iz is busy carrying some heavy equipment around, stuck doing so since L.egoshi was found as a splatter in the bathroom. It means R.iz is spending a lot of time alone, with his guard down, giving B.ill his opening. He quickly follows after the bear as he disappears backstage. They’re alone and the place is empty. So he comes up from behind R.iz quickly and shoulder checks him. R.iz cries out and topples over, landing on the ground with a thud, unable to catch himself with his full arms. R.iz groans and coughs, rolling onto his back. B.ill grabs the bear by the front of the shirt and lifts him up. The tiger himself has tosses his own shirt aside, leaving his torso fully exposed. Perfect for him to shove R.iz’s muzzle right into his pecs. R.iz’s eyes widen, and before he can react, B.ill shoved down on the back of his head and forces it completely between his pecs. Then it’s a series of shoves and flexes to start pulling the bigger carnivore deeper into him. R.iz lets out a muffled roar, trying to thrash free. His arms are pinned down as his own massive chest sinks into B.ill’s, though, and he’s stuck sitting down. He tries to stand, but it just shoved more of himself into B.ill’s chest, getting a purr and a grin from the predator. R.iz is waist deep by then, and B.ill hauls his legs up. They try to kick around, but Bull pushes down on him by the bottom of his feet. It gets a moan from the tiger as he sends those muscular legs packing up. He pushes the feet in between his pecs soon and pulls his fingers back out. His chest is massive now, bulging around tightly on the bear as he struggles. B.ill closes his eyes, grinning wide as he gropes his own bulging chest. He starts flexing roughly, getting muffled grunts out of his prey. The space is already excruciatingly tight for someone so big, and each flex is just making that work. It’s forcing what would normally be a rather sturdy person to start breaking with ease. Loud snaps and crunches ring out from B.ill’s chest as it grows more compact. R.iz roars again, thrashing and shoving around with all his might. But those roars are sounding more like screams soon and it’s music to B.ill’s ears. “That’s it,” B.ill purrs, squeezing his chest tightly. “Who’s the stronger carnivore now, huh? Tigers!” He flexes down again, finding it easier to crush more of R.iz. He’s already feeling stronger. “You’re just pec meat now, R.iz! To make the better carnivore even stronger!” Each flex of his chest makes him bigger. His body sweeps with new muscule mass and he grows a bit taller. R.iz is fading, his body being broken down and absorbed into B.ill’s. His mass is becoming the tiger’s mass, and his screams are turning into whimpers as pain fades into increasing numbness. B.ill’s pecs grow smaller and sturdier, steadily putting R.iz away. “Just like L.egoshi. You belong to the stronger carnivore. So…hurry up…and die!” B.ill flexes his chest tightly and roars. Power and strength course through him like electricity, his muscles bulging all over his body. He stinks of a thick musk now, more chest hair on his pecs and his voice somehow growing deeper. Something solid pops out of his chest and hits the floor with a clatter. It’s R.iz’s skull, drenched in tiger sweat. B.ill grins down at it, huffing and puffing. He kicks it away lazily and stops off. His pants tear as he does, giving up on trying to contain his bigger thighs. But that’s fine. He’ll just steal some of R.iz’s clothes. They are his now, after all.

-

L.ouis stares up at B.ill from the ground, trying to scoot back. He knew that something had happened with the tiger since he got bigger and R.iz happened to go missing. But he had been too cocky about his position in the school’s hierarchy. He didn’t think B.ill would turn on him. Now, alone with him in the dressing room, the tiger naked and hard, he realizes he was wrong. He’s grabbed by the ankle and dragged across the floor. L.ouis yells and tries to struggle free, but B.ill is far stronger than him. “I think you should go keep that dumb dog some company,” B.ill says with a deep growl. He lifts L.ouis’s leg up and shoved it right into his cock. He shivers slightly and moans out, then grabs the deer’s other foot to shove it in as well. He starts letting his cock flex and swallow the deer up, dragging his legs down. L.ouis claws at the floor, trying to struggle and yelling for help. No one hears it but the tiger, who laughs and strokes his shaft. L.ouis is slurped up to his waist quickly, starting to lift off the floor. B.ill’s cock throbs and bobs, sending more and more of the deer down. L.ouis tries to push himself out, but his hands slurp into the drooling cock lips and pins his arms down. B.ill grabs him by the antlers, already getting to L.ouis’s chest. “Don’t need these anymore.” A quick tg and the antlers crack off. L.ouis screams, but the sound is cut off by a wet slurp as his head goes down. B.ill’s nuts slosh and hang down low, reaching his knees. The tiger moans and starts to stroke himself again. “Just where you belong,” B.ill growls. “L.egoshi and R.iz at least were carnivores. But you? I’m not taking orders from *prey.*” He starts stroking himself faster, panting. His nuts flex and churn, L.ouis’s yelling quickly fading out into wet bubbling and churning. He was melting fast, his body reducing into boiling nut slop. Whether it was being an herbivore or B.ill’s body being so powerful, it didn’t matter. L.ouis was gone in no time, and B.ill is blowing his load onto the dressing rooms mirror with a moan. Deer bones come up all at once, the skeleton kept in most one piece. It strikes the mirror with a thump, being plastered against it with the thick tiger cum. B.ill’s orgasm ends after a couple of minutes, and he grins at the skeleton as he takes deep breaths. That’s the most popular guy in school dead. Now, a real man can take his place. A carnivore. A tiger. B.ill.

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

rremember the Legoshi vs Riz fight under the bridge? Legoshi had to eat Louis's feet to get stronger. So could you write a story where Legoshi eats Louis completely, Riz and maybe Pina too?

I do believe I’ve touched on this scene a bit before, but not to this extent, so it’d be fun to have L.egoshi go all the way!

“Are you sure about this?” L.egoshi asks uncertainly. “You know if I do then—“

“We don’t have time for you to ask stupid questions,” L.ouis retorts. “I told you to eat me. So eat me.”

L.egoshi’s ears lower slightly and he sighs. L.ouis always was too stubborn. So he relents, lifting the deer’s legs up. His jaws yawn open wide and he can’t help but drool a bit. L.ouis did always seem a bit tasty. His belly gurgled in anticipation.

With a shove, L.ouis is swallowed in up to his knees. L.egoshi is trying to move fast without tasting, but even what little bits of deer graze his tongue are amazing. He can’t help the pleased growl that escapes him as he swallows hard, dragging L.ouis in up to his ass.

L.egoshi lifts the deer up, hoisting him into the air. L.ouis is sitting in the wolf’s jaws for just a second, large hands holding onto his hips. Then another gulp sucks him deeper as those hands push down on him. He sticks up to his armpits quickly, arms pinned down. Another gulps drags him deeper, his antlers clacking against L.egoshi’s jaws as his chin rests on the wolf’s tongue. “L.egoshi…you better not die,” L.ouis says, just before those jaws snap down.

The deer’s antlers snap off, held in L.egoshi’s hands. He gulos hard, sending the last of the deer down. His thin gut bulges out with a wet slosh, L.ouis dropping inside and curled up. L.egoshi lets out a deep breath, panting softly now as he lets the antlers drop to the ground. He’s never felt so full…or tasted food so good. He’s still drooling. He drops the antlers to rub slowly over his gut. “L.ouis…I won’t lose…” L.egoshi pushes down hard on his gut, letting out a deep belch into the air. Wet cracks rumble out of his gut, L.ouis’s body folding fast under the immense pressure. He’s reduced to a meat and bone slurry by the wolf’s stomach, ready to pump deeper and give L.egoshi the energy to win.

And he did win. With L.ouis pumping through his body, L.egoshi had far more energy than the meat-deprived R.iz. The bear’s natural superior strength didn’t account for L.egoshi to get the willing sacrifice of an herbivore. R.iz goes down by force, but L.egoshi’s stomach is emptying out, and it’s gurgling with intensity, L.egoshi doesn’t think. He acts on instinct. He engulfs R.iz’s head.

R.iz is too exhausted to fight back. He can’t even try to push the wolf off of him as L.egoshi lunges down further with a deep gulp, forcing himself over R.iz’s shoulders and chest. Another heavy gulp sends him down the bear’s stomach. It plunged R.iz’s head into L.egoshi’s own stomach, letting him barely make out the remaining boiling slop of deer slurry. R.iz lets out a scream.

It’s not heard by L.egoshi, as thick gulps drown the bear out. R.iz is hoisted off the ground, his thick legs chugged down quickly. L.egoshi’s stomach stretches out more and more until it finally hits the ground and R.iz’s feet are slurped up. L.egoshi pants deeply as he sends the carnivore down. He pushes down on his gut like before and belches thickly into the air. It doesn’t break down R.iz quiet like it did to L.ouis. But with how active L.egoshi’s gut is and how exhausted R.iz is, it won’t be long before the bear is digesting.

P.ina shows up about twenty minutes later. He’s thankful to have gotten out of his binds and catch up on things. He’s heard the belches and, thinking they were roars, wanted to make sure things were actually going well. He’s thankful to get thee and see L.egoshi standing on his own.

“L.egoshi, did you win?” P.ina asks. “Where R.iz? Is he..?” The sheep trails off and comes to a stop, just in arm’s reach of the wolf. He’s finally noticed how large L.egoshi’s stomach is. It’s hanging down to his knees and round, bubbling and churning deeply. The vague imprints of bone are unmistakable. P.ina is fairly certain they’re bear bones. He blinks and looks up at L.egoshi, wanting to ask what happened. But all he sees looking back at him are the eyes of a predator.

Pins’s scream is cut off with a wolf gullet and thick gulps. He splashed down into the boiling slop of bear slurry in L.egoshi’s gut. Another belch rumbles out and L.egoshi flops down to finally rest. Come the next day, he’ll barely remember what happened after eating L.ouis. But he’ll be plenty fatter and feeling great.

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

Can we get more things with Pina as a pred? Maybe he and Legoshi have the same dynamic as your stuff with Spiderman and Deadpool?

Oh now there's a fun idea to work with.

L.egoshi’s jaw drops at the scene before him. Him and P.ina had finally figured out that R.iz was the killer, and despite his insistence, P.ina said he could ‘handle it’. L.egoshi wasn’t sure, given that R.iz is a hulking bear with a kill count and P.ina is…well, an herbivore. But he went to the place P.ina told him to meet in and what he sees is just…impossible. A pair of kicking bear legs hangs out of Pins’s drooling jaws. His gut is already bulged out heavily before him, R.iz’s struggling, roaring form well defined on that thin belly. P.ina perks up a bit when he notices L.egoshi watching him and he smirks. With a wet, slowly slurp, R.iz’s kicking legs disappear down the hatch. Twitching feet slide into his maw and he snaps his jaws shut, gulping one last time. Pins’s gut sloshes and shifts around as R.iz sinks in fully. It slams into the ground, the bulge made by the bear up to Pins’s chest. The ram lets out a low, deep belch that builds up to shake the walls of the room. “Aaaah…there you are, L.egoshi. You were a bit early but that’s fine.” P.ina pats his gut over the bulge R.iz’s face made, who roars out again. “See? I handled the problem. Didn’t need some big, strong predator to come save the day.” Pins’s gut bulges and sloshes, getting another wet belch out of him. He slurps over his lips and chuckles softly. “Well…I suppose I’m the carnivore now, aren’t I?” He chuckles softly, rubbing slowly over his gut. “I’m sure you’re wondering why I had you come here, though. See…R.iz is giving me some indigestion. Make yourself useful, won’t you? I could use some belly rubs to settle him down.” P.ina smacks the bulge of R.iz’s head, getting another roar from the bear. L.egoshi, still completely stunned, walks forward and kneels down in front of P.ina’s tank to start rubbing away. He’s given a thick belch into the face, forced to stare up into the Ram’s maw. His breath stinks if bear. P.ina pats L.egoshi’s head after and sighs content, resting against his gut. “Good boy~ Keep that yo, and I might just let you feel me up once R.iz has settled on my figure. Won’t you be lucky~?"

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“What did you eat..?” L.egoshi asks as he feels over Pins’s stomach. It’s sloshing and round, having clearly well worked through its meal. L.egoshi tried his best to act like he wasn’t interested in P.ina and his carnivorous tendencies, but he was. Blatantly. His tail was wagging even now, feeling over the half melted person and listening to it gurgle. “Why don’t you take a guess?” P.ina asks with a sly grin. “Here’s a hint.” He moves in closer, pressing his stomach up against the wolf. He stands up on his toes so he’s got the wolf’s nose in front of his lips. Then he lets out a wet belch right in the wolf’s face. L.egoshi’s nose twitches as he’s forced to smell P.ina’s breath and gut stink. His ear flickers as he thinks…and then his eyes widen. “Wait…is that L.ouis?!” He backs up quickly, putting his hands back onto Pins’s gut and pressing around. Of course, there’s not much to feel in there other than some bones. P.ina grins and lets out another wet belch as his gut is squished around. “The two of us had a bit of a…disagreement. But we’ve worked it out~” he pats the side of his belly, making it ‘slorsh’ back and forth. “Now, you don’t have to spend so much time with one of us over the other. We can do it together!” P.ina grins wide, clearly pleased with himself. He’s not paying much attention to L.egoshi’s expression, pressing his gut up against the wolf again. “You were enjoying it plenty just a minute ago. You should be liking it more now, right? Knowing that it’s your L.ouis?” It’s all a big tease to P.ina. And despite L.egoshi’s shock and devastation…his tail can’t help but wag and his hands find themselves back on P.ina’s gut.

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“C’mon now, I know you like this, you dumb dog~” P.ina teases, pressing his gut further against L.egoshi. He’s got the wolf pinned to the wall with it as his guts churn hard. He can feel L.egoshi’s wagging tail and see his blushing face over the curve of his stomach, but L.egoshi is still refusing eye contact and won’t admit it. So P.ina goes on. “You can’t hide it from me. Surely a big, bad predator like you would have done something about it if he didn’t?” P.ina presses a bit more against L.egoshi, letting out a thick, bubbling belch. He slurps over his lips slowly, noticing L.egoshi watching his mouth. “After all…I ate your boyfriend. The drama club. Your roommates. That weird panda you hung out with, that lizard I saw you with…” Pins’s guts churn deeply, he’s grown a lot plumper on all these meals. He’s not even been eating them because he’s hungry. He just knows it gets L.egoshi’s attention, and he likes that attention. “Not even your neighbors were safe.” P.ina presses a hand down on his gut, making it sink in with a wet squelch and forcing another deep belch out of him. Tasted a bit like seafood. “Aaah…so, anyone else I have to eat to make you admit it? I’m not complaining much if I have to…even if it’s making me fat.” Pika can feel something poking him from down below and he smirks. Got him. “Your body says what your mouth won’t~ Maybe I’ll finally let you explore all that new heft everyone gave me. Someone should get to enjoy it.” That finally gets L.egoshi to bury his face into P.ina’s gut and hug it, squeezing another rumbling belch out of P.ina. That’s more like it…

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

could you write Riz oral vore with disposal?

For sure! I was gonna do some prompts but then the first one uh...got away from me. So it's a story now.

T.em shakes as he stares up into the cavernous, dripping maw above him. He can’t believe this is happening. Large hands hold his arms down but even if they didn’t, he’d still be too petrified to run. The breath that washes over him smells vaguely of honey. It’s going to smell like him soon.

Was this just the inevitable end for all prey and predators? For one to eat the other? He had hoped it wasn’t. Not that it matters now. The stronger, bigger animal got to decide what happens to him…and R.iz decided he was food. T.em is lifted off the ground with ease, his face planted into R.iz’s maw. The bear’s tongue slurps over his face. It’s slick and warm and finally makes him start to wiggle a bit. But the sensation stops as he’s shoved back, and his face instead meets the wet gullet waiting for him.

The first wet gulp rings out. R.iz’s maw shuts, sharp teeth resting gently on T.em’s body. Even with his uniform on, R.iz’s tongue laps at the alpaca’s shoulders and chest, soaking up whatever flavor there is to get out of him. It’s not much, so the next gulp happens, sucking T.em deeper, and giving R.iz access to his lithe stomach. Getting his tongue under his friend’s shirt is much easier now, and when he drags it across T.em’s flesh, it makes the legs hanging from his jaws kick and wiggle.

R.iz’s hands move to T.em’s calves now and he tips his head back, gulping a third time. T.em sinks further down, thighs entering the bear’s drooling maw. The gullet wall around him are tight and slick and the heat is immense. He can hear R.iz’s heart thudding in his ears and deep breathing all around. His face is pressing against something tight, where a deep, beastiality groan rumbles up that makes him whimper.

With the next gulp, R.iz feels fullness start to settle in his stomach. T.em’s head and shoulders squeeze into the organ finally, making it bulge a bit around his head. R.iz rubs a hand along the bulge gently, the other resting on his chest. He wants more. All that’s hanging out of his maw now is a pair of twitching feet. His tongue curls around them, dragging them into his jaws. One final gulp and…

T.em suddenly sloshes down, his entire body spilling into R.iz’s stomach. It makes him Yelp in surprise at how fast it suddenly was. He’s curled up in an awkward position, head tucked between his knees, one arm squished between his legs and chest and the other at his side and under his ass. The walls around him are tight and slimy, the space too warm and hard to breathe in. The smell of honey mixes with gut stink and it’s overwhelming. T.em tries to call for help, to tell R.iz to let him out, to scream…but all that comes out of him is a choked whine. He’s going to die in here.

R.iz lets out a low, deep groan of pure satisfaction. He rubs slowly along his gut with one hand, the other cupped under it to provide some support. T.em is small, at least compared to him, but his stomach still hangs out a nice bit. The feeling of warm fullness is immensely satisfying and euphoric. R.iz has never felt like this before. Is this…the true nature of prey and predators? Does T.em feel as good as he does? He hopes so. He wants it to. He tips his head back and belches deeply.

The belch makes everything quake for T.em. The stale air is already hard on him. Having less of it is even worse. His mind is already swimming. He tries to move around, to get more comfortable if nothing else, but the space is too tight and too slick. All he really does is make the gut slosh a bit and get his arm out from under himself. The stomach is growing louder around him, the gurgled and groans it makes like rumbles in his ears. He’s just food now. He’s going to die like this. R.iz is going to kill him. Those thoughts keep racing through his mind, even as it gets harder to think, harder to stay conscious. Some spotty part of his mind reminds him that R.iz is his friend. Isn’t it better to be eaten by a friend than a stranger..?

R.iz sits down in one of the empty chairs of the lecture hall, slurping along his lips slowly to enjoy the last taste of T.em. He’s unbuttoned his shirt, letting his furry gut hang out in all its glory. He can’t keep his hands off of it, wanting to feel T.em shift around in there. It’s absolutely amazing. He wants to thank T.em for being his food and his friend, but he’s worried that if he speaks, he might wake up and find this was all just a dream. So he just rumbles, rubs his gut, and smiles. It’s getting loud now, he can feel it working hard. He’s never had live prey before but…he imagines T.em will flush through his system just fine.

The stomach sounds are so loud that they nearly drown out T.em’s thoughts. He’s sinking into himself, into the warm sensation around him. He’s struggling to keep his eyes open and his body is already feeling numb. R.iz seems happy…maybe this is for the best. This is the only way a prey and a predator can be together. Not as friends or lovers but…as food and consumer. T.em is happy it was R.iz. If it was someone else…or god forbid a stranger…that wouldn’t feel right. It wouldn’t be fair. But it was R.iz. If it had to be anyone…it should be him. Another belch makes the stomach rumble around him and the walls squeeze him tighter. All sensations start to fade away, as if they were growing distant. Still…he would have liked…to stay with R.iz…as his friend…

As R.iz’s belch tapers off, he can feel T.em’s weaker shifting fade into little twitches, and then nothing. A deep, content sigh escapes him. T.em is all his now. He’ll be his forever. He sits back in the chair, starting to rub his hand deeper into his stomach. He doesn’t care now how rough he is. T.em is his.

Digestion takes a couple of hours. T.em’s body doesn’t hold up so well between R.iz’s harsh rubbing and the intensity of his working stomach. When the first popping sounds start to come from the bear’s stomach, he had paused, almost like what had happened was actually sinking in. But then he burped again, slurped over his lips, and pressed down until he got a crack instead. His gut softened up rapidly from there, T.em’s body almost effortlessly breaking apart on him.

He could then feel the liquid weight sinking deeper. Wet rumbling noises come from his stomach as T.em siphons deeper through his guts, along his intensities and to his bowels. R.iz rubs a bit further now, letting out a pleased huff to himself as he practically feels T.em making his lower belly swell. By the time the entire process is done, R.iz is nearly asleep. He’s only woken up again by the sudden sharp pressure he feels down below.

Taking himself to the open part of the room, R.iz lowers his pants and squats down. A fart crackles out of him, making his nose twitch a bit from the smell. It’s not really improved when a solid mass begins to push out of him. But any displeasure from the smell itself is tamped down by the sensation of something so thick stretching him out and knowing what it once was.

The logs of bear crap start piling up from there. They squeeze out easily enough, slopping onto the ground with soft thumps. Bits of bone and fur are laced through the dark brown muck, with some of T.em’s more solid bones coming out with a bit more effort. R.iz grunts as he finds a shoe passing through him and then another. Should have taken those off. T.em’s uniform comes out through a few logs as well, with his shirt stuck on mostly broken ribs. The pile builds up more and more before, finally, a solid object begins to push out.

R.iz grits, giving a strong squeeze, and he can feel the solid mass pop out. It’s followed by the last of the crap and his bowels are finally empty. He gets back to his feet, looking down at his handwork. T.em’s skull sits at the top of the knee-high pile, half buried under thick bear shit. R.iz can make out other bones here or there and see one of the shoes that gave him trouble. The smell is absolutely repugnant, too. It’s a sorry sight for someone he considered such a good friend.

But…staring at the skull, he swears it’s smiling up at him. And he can’t help but smile back. Him and T.em are together forever, in the way only predator and prey can be. And now everyone will know that. R.iz lets out a yawn and stretches. It makes his slightly chubbier gut wobble and he pats it absentmindedly. After a meal like that, he needs a good night’s sleep. So he walks off, leaving the pile behind. Come morning, it’ll be found, but for just tonight, this’ll be his and T.em’s secret.

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

I saw one of your B.eastars prompts and I was wondering if you could expand on the L.ouis getting a taste for carnivores after wolfing down L.egoshi? Would love to see that deer bulk up from his new diet!

Oh, definitely a fun idea to return to. This ask is in reference to the first prompt here.

L.ouis sits back in the chair provided in his dressing room, a hand resting on his engorged stomach. It’s bulging out wildly, hands and limbs and even a pissed off face stretching the taut flesh out. A thrashing orange tail is poking out from the deer’s lips. Though, with a wet slurp, that’s gone as well, and the last of the tiger drops into L.ouis’s gut. He tips his head back to let loose a deep belch into the air, a bit of fur on his breath.

B.ill’s angry roaring is well muffled by L.ouis’s stomach. Legoshi had left his mark on the deer’s figure, giving his normally lean build a soft pot belly that just about everyone has taken notice of. Not that he really cared. L.ouis always exuded confidence, and some new weight certainly didn’t change that. Especially when it was weight he was proud to show off. Weight he’s eager to add to...

This isn’t his first meal since eating Legoshi, though. L.ouis has been careful about who he picks off and where he’s gotten the meals. A dog here, a cheetah there...though, it’s been building up to meals like this. The drama club predators are ones he’s been eager to get his jaws around. He’s already had panther and albatross. Now...he’s gotten tiger.

“Well, B.ill, how does it feel knowing you were right?” L.ouis asks, rubbing slowly over his engorged gut. “Really though...you carnivores are all the same. You thought I was responsible for all those disappearances, but because you’re so large and strong, you also thought you could take me on single handedly? The nerve.” He gives his gut a good smack, making it wobble. “Well, I do enjoy my prey bringing themselves to me...”

B.ill’s face stretches out L.ouis’s gut again, a loud, muffled roar drowned out by the wet gurgle of the deer’s stomach. He’s yelling expletives and threats, but they’re half understandable, and L.ouis frankly isn’t trying very hard to parse it. It’s the same thing he’s heard from plenty of others. Before long, he won’t be making a peep anyway.

L.ouis’s stomach has taken on enough predators at this point, that B.ill is hardly a challenge for it anymore. Even as he stretches the deer’s gut out and tries to slice around, nothing happens other than more rumbling belches. B.ill ends up tiring out rather quickly. Using up all of his energy as well as the grinding, squeezing stomach walls and bubbling acids gets him to go mostly still. L.ouis smirks, starting to rub into his gut. “Have you already tired out? Predictable...you’re merely meat for a true predator. This was always going to be the outcome.”

A deep groan and a shudder comes from L.ouis’s stomach, and he can’t quite tell if that was him or B.ill. He rises to his feet, his gut sloshing heavily and sagging down. He burps into his fist and waddles over to a nearby mirror.  He can really see how much he’s plumped up. His lean build is more than gone. He’s round, stomach ballooned out, as well as his ass and thighs, his chest is softer, his arms are thicker, and even his face has rounded. He smirks, gripping his gut by both sides and sloshing it back and forth. He can feel the tiger shift weakly from it. “I wonder where you’ll end up, B.ill. I have been hoping for some more weight down below...”

A knock at the door makes L.ouis’s ears perk up. “Mm...looks like we’ve been interrupted. That’s a shame, I was hoping this could go on a little longer. No matter...” L.ouis starts to grind his hand deeper into his stomach, pushing down on the lump B.ill made. He can feel the tiger start to thrash a bit as he’s forced down. L.ouis doesn’t relent, pushing down hard until he hears a few muffled cracks. The thrashing instantly goes to twitching, followed by stillness. “...there we are.” A light pat to the side of his gut and he goes to answer the door.

L.ouis finds that he has to look up, meeting the eyes of R.iz. He tries not to drool, idly rubbing along the side of his gut as it lets out a low groan. Even full of tiger meat, it’s hoping for its first taste of bear. “R.iz, I thought I mentioned I didn’t want to be disturbed.”

R.iz smiles sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. “Ah...yeah, that’s right. It’s just, B.ill and I were supposed to get some stuff set up on stage today and he never showed up.”

L.ouis’s belly lets out a wet gurgle at the mention of B.ill and he subtly licks his lips. “...I see. Well, I haven’t heard from him since practice, so I’m afraid I can’t be of any help.”

“Alright...” R.iz sighs, looking annoyed. But his ear twitches as L.ouis’ gut continues to gurgle deeply, and he ends up focusing on that. “Sounds like you’ve got some indigestion. Might be time to cut back a bit on whatever you’ve been eating, huh?” R.iz smiles and gives L.ouis’s gut a few pats, making it slosh thickly.

L.ouis’s eyes widen a bit as he feels something come up. He puts a hand to his mouth but he can’t stop himself from unleashing a deep, rumbling BWWWWEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLCH! on the spot. R.iz’s ears perk up slightly and his nose twitches as the gut stink washes over him. Normally, he’d be a bit repelled by it, but there’s an odd scent on L.ouis’s breath that takes him by surprise. He leans in closer, nose twitching some more. “...hey, isn’t that--”

He doesn’t get to finish. L.ouis’s jaws clamp down over R.iz’s muzzle. He’s quick to shove on the back of the bear’s head, stepping back into his dressing room in the process. It forces R.iz’s face down into his gullet while also making him stumble and lose his footing. It’s an advantage L.ouis quickly takes hold of as he begins to gulps hard, gripping onto R.iz by the upper arms to cram his shoulders down. R.iz’s feet start to kick at the floor as he flails slightly, large hands grabbing onto L.ouis’s waist for some kind of support as the deer’s jaws start sliding over thick pecs.

Once L.ouis gets down to the bear’s elbows, his head is plunged into the bubbling gut slop, making him thrash around more. He releases his grip on L.ouis to try and beat him off, but that’s when the deer takes the chance to keep gulping, forcing R.iz’s arms down as he starts working past the bear’s stomach. Once he’s got a muscular ask in his jaws, L.ouis grabs onto R.iz’s legs and starts tossing his head back as he gulps.

L.ouis’s gut begins to bloat outward, R.iz spilling into it more and more. Once he’s no long below the surface of slop, his voice is crying out and he starts to push around. But his kick legs are steadily slurped up, all the way up to his feet. L.ouis’s jaws clack shut and a hard gulp sends them down, dropping the last of the bear into his stomach. This is now his large meal, gut sitting firmly on the ground, stretched tightly over R.iz’s form that anyone would recognize the bear forced inside. It’s almost painful out tight it is, given that B.ill is still sloshing around in there.

But it feels good. L.ouis leans against his stomach, hands rubbing either side as he takes deep breaths. “Well then...not quite how I expected to get you down but I certainly appreciate the forwardness. And you’ve managed to find B.ill as well. Seems this works out for everyone.” With a crass belch, L.ouis rests his chin on his gut. He’s going to have to spend the rest of the day letting this one digest. But that’s just fine. That’s just part of being at the top of the food chain.

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

Yo, very nice stories and prompts that ya make! Any chance we could get some B.eastars mass v.ore with d.isposal?

I would love to!

A deep belch roars out of R.iz, someone's shirt flying out of his maw and splattering onto his engorged stomach. He's really gone and done it now but he doesn't care. It just feels so good. He's laying on his back, propped up just a bit on his elbows. His stomach is stretched tightly, sticking above him in the air. He slurps slowly over his lips as he watches it slosh back and forth, bulges of his friends pushing around as they struggle inside. He finally did it--he couldn't hold himself back anymore and R.iz devoured the entire drama club. It'd been surprisingly easy, really. Some of them put up a bit more of a fight than others--L.egoshi managed to scratch him good on the way down--but in the end, none of them could hope to fight against the raw strength of a powerful bear. Now he gets to lay back and enjoy the fruits of his labor, watching his friends fight desperately for their lives in his stomach as it churns and clenches over them. R.iz knows that they won't survive. But the entire club will be a part of him forever. They'll add to his muscle and pack on as plush fat and he'll make sure they stay around that way. But first, he has to digest them, make them his. His body is doing it effortlessly, his strong predator physiology making it too simple to smelt down so much thrashing meat. It starts shrinking down steadily, boiling and churning like a beast. Every so often there are a couple grisly cracks and a scream as somebody gives way under the power of R.iz's stomach. He lets loose deep, booming belches every so often, the flavor of the club mixing together on his breath. His stomach finishes them off in under half an hour, churning up the last few stragglers into sludge. His stomach continues to shrink down, pumping them all deeper through him, slowly adding to his body and making the bear growl happily. When they're finally done, he's gotten bigger all over, but most notably his abs have been replaced with a wobbling pot belly that forces his shirt to ride up, exposing the soft flesh to the world. He feels proud of it. R.iz gets to his feet, stretching out with a pleased groan. Digesting all that meat felt good...but his lower stomach rumbles harshly, reminding him of a consequence for so much eating. His shorts are already shredded over his thicker ass and thighs, so he doesn't hesitate to simply rip them off and squat down over the stage. A deep, bassy fart blows from his ass, soon followed by the crown of the first thick log of shit. R.iz grunts as he squeezes it out--it must be as thick as one of his arms! It coils up on the stage under him, steaming a bit in the cool air as it breaks off after just a few feet. Ruined clothes and bones litter the mass, the various members of the club mixed together in a disgusting brown heap. Another thick log slides out, landing on top of the first, and R.iz grunts as he feels something pass--L.ouis's skull, missing an antler, came squeezing out. P.ina's wasn't too far behind, still donning both horns and making R.iz groan as it passes through. The log pinches off soon after, and a third one slides out to top off the pile. It lands with a splat and R.iz sighs heavily as the work is finally done. The pile comes up to his knees and the smell is atrocious. Even R.iz has to fan his nose. "Sorry about the stink, everyone...but at least I got to keep the best parts." He smiles and rubs over his stomach, giving it a gentle squeeze as it rumbles. He lumbers off, leaving the heap of dung to be found by whatever poor soul comes in next.

"You damn carnivores..." L.ouis sighs, looking down at his bloated stomach with a frown. It's gurgling heavily, moving back and forth as various bulges shove around inside. The deer has been having some...cravings ever since he started getting closer to L.egoshi. He didn't quite understand what it was until he was slurping down the wolf's legs. But the cravings were bad...one wasn't enough. So now he's sitting in his office, his gut bloated with every carnivore he could get his hands on until he was too full to move. They're fighting for their lives now, pushing and shoving around, roaring and yelling, but it's going to be for nothing. They're going to die in the gut of a red deer. That thought makes L.ouis drool again. Knowing that he so easily devoured and digested a gaggle of carnivores is the exact thing he'd been craving. Already, L.egoshi was little more than a bubbling soup in his stomach, and it'd only be a matter of time before the rest of the mighty predators fell apart as well. He rubs slowly over his stomach, turning his head up so he can let out a crass belch into the air. "Is this what it's like to have your power? To feel as big and strong as a carnivore...so many of us want that in life. And now I have it." He pushes down on a bulge of someone's head, belching again. They were all so delicious...L.ouis had no idea meat could be so good. Carnivore meat...now that's a delicacy he wants to indulge in more. There's still plenty of them around for him to snack on. But he can work on dinner plans after he's finished processing lunch.L.ouis can feel his stomach working harder the longer it digests. Those powerful predators are falling apart on him, softening down into thick chyme one after another. His belly steadily shrinks down, rumbling and gurgling as it pumps all that sludge away, packing it onto the deer's own frame as plush fat. He'd be large and round when it's finally over, barely fitting into his clothes--many of the seams ripping just from the weight gain alone. He sighs and smacks his gut, making it wobble. "You bastards...what am I supposed to do with all of this? I'll have to refit my entire wardrobe now! Not to mention..." L.ouis lifts his leg, grunting as he farts. "...you all stink. Best deal with that problem first." With a bit of effort, the deer gets to his feet and waddles out of his office and to the nearest bathroom. L.ouis squats down over one of the toilets, his pants already torn enough to leave his ass exposed as he starts pushing out thick logs of shit. The deer groans from the effort as he takes the biggest crap of his life--all those predators packed into very dense logs and most of their bones survived the trip through, too, further stretching out L.ouis's ass as he dumps them out. The smell is almost too much for his senses--his prey drive is having some issues dealing with his new predatory one, so he works up a sweat as he squeezes out log after log. The pile nearly reaches his ass when he's finally done. With a sigh of relief, he steps out of the stall and glances back. A wolf skull sits at the top of the pile, half buried in it with its jaws open. L.ouis smirks seeing it, gives the skull a slight wave, and waddles off. No time to think about food now. He has to get a new wardrobe.

L.egoshi takes deep breaths as he lays in his bed, effectively trapped. His grey stomach is squishing into the top of his bunk and it's too stuffed for him to move. Other than the thick gurgling of his gut, though, the room is quiet--not that it's empty, of course. His roommates are all packed away in his churning guts. They'd all made a bet while L.egoshi was sleeping over how long it'd take for him to wake up before he realized he'd been eating them. A very dumb bet, maybe, but it seemed funny at the time. L.egoshi didn't come to until J.ack was just a pair of legs hanging from his jaws, which ended up being gulped down rather quickly in a panic. He'd been the last one to take the trip and now all the dogs are packed away in a wolf's belly. L.egoshi is understandably confused and panicked over all of it, but there's not much he can do--trying to bring his friends back up just makes him belch and he can feel his stomach working overtime to claim its rare treat of live meat. They're melting fast, in fact, at least two of them having been churned up by the time J.ack took the plunge, and the rest aren't too far behind. L.egoshi groans, leaning his head back as he rubs over his stuffed belly, feeling it greedily mulch down his roommates without remorse. He doesn't understand why they did this...but he'd be lying if he said it didn't feel a little nice. Getting to taste them all on his breath every time he belches is a nice bonus, too. In just half an hour, his stomach is half the size it had been, now round and bubbling thickly. The wolf slowly gets to his feet, his stomach wobbling and sloshing as he moves. L.egoshi scratches the back of his neck, blushing as he feels over his gut. He's so...fat now. He can see the rest of his body packing on the extra weight, too. Thankfully he wears pretty baggy clothes to bed but...this is still not what he was expecting. He pushes down on his gut again, feeling it churn over the last bits of meat inside. His tail hikes up and he farts, bringing a blush to his face. At least he's the only one here who can smell it...but his friends didn't plan on staying forever and L.egoshi mostly wants to get back to sleep. So, he goes to one of the now empty bottom bunks, drops his pants, and sticks his ass inside. The wolf grunts as he blasts another fart, his face going red. Soon after, he begins to squeeze his roommates back out, soft logs of crap dropping onto the bed below him and beginning to pile up. The smell is awful but...L.egoshi's tail is wagging like crazy as he dumps his friends off in the bunk. He can feel bones stretch him out every so often, especially a couple skulls that take a good push to force out. By the time he's done, he's filled the bunk up with a massive load of shit, several dog skeletons scattered throughout the mess. L.egoshi's tail wags faster seeing what he's done to his roommates. If he gets new ones...he'll have to do it again. But for now, he pulls the curtains on the bunk closed and gets back into his. He'll do something about them in the morning. For now...it's back to sleep.