It's Still Light Outside
Voretober Day #3: Stretch
TW: Soft and SFW Vore, fluff, Little-Brother-Energy, mawplay.
WC: ???
Here we go again! :3 Sorry this one took so long- shorter fic this time but I'm hoping the next one will be here soon xd
Quick Preface: This Fic is 1000% SFW, and unlike all of my other fics this one cannot be interpreted as Ship. These two are siblings, and if you interpret it as ship please do not read. That is all <3
Hope you enjoy!!
Goob peeked his head around the corner, where was she? He bit his lip and grumbled while his arms dragged across the floor as he searched through the hallway. “Scrapsss!” He called, before eventually reaching their shared room with the door locked. He would knock and call her name again before a drowsy Scraps opened the door. “..Goob? Uh- What have you come as?” She asked, looking him up and down. Goob grinned :3, and shook a little to imitate a wagging tail. He was dressed up as a dog! It was a simpler costume since he didn’t exactly have the budget for anything more than ears, a tail, and a few other accessories here and there. “Welllll, for Halloween!! We’re going trick or treating of course and- you’re kind of a cat, sis, so I thought I’d be the opposite! But uh… what are you going as?” He asked, hand on his chin curiously as he looked over the normal-dressed Scraps. Scraps just blinked at him, seemingly grumpy. “Goob, it’s two in the afternoon.” “And?” “We’re NOT going Trick or Treating right now. The others probably don’t have candy ready yet!” She sleepily scolded, clearly having been napping a minute ago. Goob made an equally grumpy face back and pushed past her into the room, tugging her by the tail gently. “But come onnnn, I just saw Gourdy and Toodles out! Think about it; we go out early, and we get: more candy, overall! It’s geniussss.” :3 He said just as he started rifling around for Crafts Supplies. “That’s because they’re the Actual Children! I’m sure Yatta just gave some from her stash- for the rest of us we have to wait until a bunch is collected from a run.”
Goob blepped a bit as he rifled through the drawers, and eventually got enough supplies to make Scraps a basic witch costume. “You’reee not using this dress right?” He asked, sitting crisscrossed on the floor as Scraps just stared on in disbelief. “Um- Yes?? You’re not using that one-” “Oh come on I haven’t seen you wear it in forever!” “Doesn’t mean I’m not using it! And we’re Not going Trick-Or-Treating right now I’m Tireddd.” She’d say, tugging the dress out of Goob’s clawed hands, thankfully just barely not tearing it. “You say that every year!! Then I have to go alone!” Goob protested, sticking his bottom lip out as he fidgeted with a hat idly to try and warp it to a point with tin foil. “Oh come on you know that just about anyone would go with you- and- I won’t this year! If you just wait until aboutttt- 8:00?” Scraps reasoned, offering a smile. She didn’t try to argue that she had only skipped out once last year because her friends had kept her on a run late the previous night and she needed sleep. Connie and Gigi had taken her down to a deeper floor and used an old tv to watch scary movies… they’d said that the Twisteds around would make the atmosphere ‘extra spooky,’ and for all intents and purposes, it had! Though it’d been dangerous obviously. That was also the case this year but this time she’d sworn she’d take him at night. Unfortunately, Scraps’ answer did not appear to satisfy Goob as he somehow stuck his lip out more. Scraps rolled her eyes. That look may have worked on Sprout and Cosmo when he wanted extra cookies, but it wouldn’t work on her! So easily at least. She rifled around in her back pocket for a few orangeish-pinkish candies that she’d borrowed from Connie’s hidden stash for pranks. It was a rare candy that had been banned at Gardenview because of the dangers it possessed, but now that the facility was closed and the humans weren’t telling them what to do, they’d been able to ration the restricted supply and even make more for pranks and cuddles.
“Here, have some of this to tide you over til tonight.” She’d say, moving to him. “But Scraaa- mph-!” She’d shove a few inside, and then a few more after that once he’d eaten them. Six candies, that should last six hours, just when she promised to go out with him. “There ya go, nowwww go on and lay down for a minute!” She spoke, a bit more cheerful now that she knew for sure she’d get some rest. Goob chewed for a bit longer than was probably necessary, and laid down on the bed grumpily. “But Scrapssss… wait that’s- that’s a familiar taste-” He dramatically gasped and looked at Scraps with betrayal. “You didn’t.” Scraps smiled pleasantly, bags under her eyes as her tail swayed idly. “I’ll tell Rodger on y-!” Goob’s voice suddenly got much quieter as he seemingly disappeared in a cloud of orange and pink smoke, before he’d be visible again at a significantly smaller size, barely the height of one of Scraps’ claws. Scraps prowled over until she could hop up on the bed next to him as he backed up a bit. “What was that, lil bro?” She teased, rather pointedly as she lowered her head close to him. “Wh- I’m only younger by like- one year! Oh- wait- heyyy that’s not funny!” Goob protested as Scraps giggled and picked him up by the scruff, holding him close as she rolled onto her back. “You are so mean.” Goob scolded, but it was even harder to take him seriously. “Hey, cheer up Goob! Think of it asssss, a hug!” She suggested, holding him almost in a handhug. Goob was silent for a minute, with a real grumpy look, >:[ before he’d finally speak: “Don’t tempt me with the thing I love with the sister I love.” He nearly growled out, but Scraps could tell that he wouldn’t stay mad with her for long. He crossed his arms as she shifted back to laying on her front, him held in front of her. “Come onnnn, you can’t be mad at me.” “Can and I will!!” “Sureeeee-” He grumbled, and before she could notice, he’d stretch his arms up and grab hold of the ceiling light. Curse those stretchy arms! Thanks to a mildly loosened grip, he was able to pull himself out of Scraps’ paws and hang from the light as he quickly tried to pull himself up the rest of the way! “Hah! You won’t be getting a wink with me on the loose!” >:3 The fluffy craft declared mischievously.
“Wh- No!” Scraps yelped, and quickly leaped up, maw agape to catch him. The last time he’d gotten loose at this size, she had spent the evening fending off pencil erasers that he apparently hoarded somewhere to toss at her, just in general, but it was particularly effective when he was small. For a moment, it almost seemed like he’d get away. Thankfully for Scraps, she was just barely able to omf around his body save for his extended arms. “Uh oh- mph-!” Goob would be silenced by this, and after a little tug once Scraps landed back on the bed, the arms would be slurped in like spaghetti noodles after a slight bit of stretchy resistance. The Paper Craft would smile as she sat much like a cat, and just relaxed for a moment. Alllll was right with the world. She would nap, and so would her little bro. It didn’t matter how much he protested, he’d forgive her. She’d toss him about her maw for a little bit, savoring the taste of blue raspberry, strawberry, and a soft lemon as well. “You’re so rude!! I’m not sharing any of my candy with yo-” He’d say, before getting cut off with a strong swallow as a not-so-oddly Goob shaped lump went down Scraps’ neck before eventually disappearing into her stomach. Scraps licked her lips and would curl up on her brother’s bed as she rested a paw on her stomach. “Thereee ya go. Ain’t it comfy like a hug?” She asked, teasingly and provocatively.
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Goob scowled as he crossed his arms once he landed in the stomach. >:[ He’d use both hands to push outward in any attempt at protest as the soft, white space squeezed inward very much like a hug. Scraps’ stomach was an interesting one, a soft white color like fresh linens, unlike the reds and pinks of her maw, but it felt like resting on a cloud. When Goob heard her words, he tried very hard to ignore the words and the warm comfort… but he really couldn’t resist for long. He found himself curling up and nuzzling into one of the walls intensely, trying to get comfy. His expression softened, and he grumbled a smidge negatively before sleep overcame him. Sheeee had been right but he wouldn’t admit to that.
Later, she would take him out, collecting candy from each Toon's door, reenacting that holiday the humans had taught them all that while ago. It had been a good day, even if Scraps had been a grouch at first. :3
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Hope y'all enjoyed <333 definitely not my best work but- hopefully it's good til the next one! :D
Day #4 is Carnival btw you know what THAT meanssss <3