Stromboli's Supper - Part 1 (Vore)
My Flesh & Fur deuteragonist, Jobe, has already been eaten by three Disney villains -- Legend of Tarzan villains Tublat, the evil gorilla, and Kaj, the evil Leopard Man who worked in the service of Queen La, and Merlock, the main villain of Duck Tales: the Movie - Raiders of the Lost Lamp. Now we continue this series of comics involving Jobe getting eaten by more of my favorite Disney villains. As I have already said, I'd always imagined them making meals out of me. As Jobe is based on me, appearance-wise and personality-wise, he'd be the closest thing I could have to me getting eaten by these villains myself. So I could live it vicariously through him, so to speak.
In this short story, Jobe has re-formed from his digestion by Merlock and has now moved on to an Italian city in a different Disney world. And in this city, he meets his next villain: the evil gypsy/puppeteer Stromboli from Pinocchio. Unlike Tublat, Kaj, and Merlock, Stromboli is actually human, and because of this, Jobe is very certain that his encounter with Stromboli will not end the same way. But just as before, he will be wrong. . . .
I must thank ViceXXX for being willing to try something new. He's been, up to now, unwilling to do human preds, mostly thanks to how difficult he would find them to do. But now that he's finally conquered the challenge and done one, I hope he's willing to do more for me and quite possibly for others down the road!
Jobe walked down the Italian street, looking around at the amazing architecture of the cityscape. He had been in the city for a few hours by now, with no clear idea of where to go. At least until recently, when he had been met by a fox and cat in odd clothing, both of whom had directed him to a man who was said to be able to help him return home to Aterea.
His trek led him up to a large wagon on wheels. It was attached to a horse, indicating to him that this was a wagon as well as a place of business that he was approaching.
"Well, this must be the place," he said, looking up at the wagon. He then looked at the door as he then approached it. "Let us see if that oddly-dressed fox was honest about this man being able to aid me." Then, as he neared the door, he furrowed his brow and slightly lowered his head. "For all that I know, he and that silent feline friend of his probably led me directly into being another meal again."
Trying to be optimistic about his situation, he knocked on the door to the back of the wagon, then waited for someone to answer it.
"I'm-a coming, I'm-a coming!" came a voice from inside. It was a deep, gruff, masculine voice with a fairly thick Italian accent.
The door opened, and a very tall, very fat, olive-skinned human stood there. He looked to be in the upper seven-foot range, if not the lower eight-foot range, had a balding head with black hair lining the edges, a mustashe, and a very long beard, all colored black. He also had brown eyes, a large nose, and two lips of different sizes, with a small upper lip covered by his mustache and a big, pink, luscious lower lip. He wore an outfit that made him look like a male gypsy, which he probably was. He wore a form-fitting top with a small, green vest over it, and he wore tight, brown pants. He also had big, rounded teeth in his mouth.
The man’s name was Stromboli. Just as he appeared, he was a traveling gypsy. He traveled around the world, putting on plays and other shows using the many puppets he had in his wagon. His shows had hit a lull by this time, but he was hoping for some way to improve his business.
He looked at Jobe with a fairly calm face, and Jobe looked back at him. Silence ensued from both of them. . . .
Part one of a commission by ViceXXX.
In this short story, Jobe has re-formed from his digestion by Merlock and has now moved on to an Italian city in a different Disney world. And in this city, he meets his next villain: the evil gypsy/puppeteer Stromboli from Pinocchio. Unlike Tublat, Kaj, and Merlock, Stromboli is actually human, and because of this, Jobe is very certain that his encounter with Stromboli will not end the same way. But just as before, he will be wrong. . . .
I must thank ViceXXX for being willing to try something new. He's been, up to now, unwilling to do human preds, mostly thanks to how difficult he would find them to do. But now that he's finally conquered the challenge and done one, I hope he's willing to do more for me and quite possibly for others down the road!
Jobe walked down the Italian street, looking around at the amazing architecture of the cityscape. He had been in the city for a few hours by now, with no clear idea of where to go. At least until recently, when he had been met by a fox and cat in odd clothing, both of whom had directed him to a man who was said to be able to help him return home to Aterea.
His trek led him up to a large wagon on wheels. It was attached to a horse, indicating to him that this was a wagon as well as a place of business that he was approaching.
"Well, this must be the place," he said, looking up at the wagon. He then looked at the door as he then approached it. "Let us see if that oddly-dressed fox was honest about this man being able to aid me." Then, as he neared the door, he furrowed his brow and slightly lowered his head. "For all that I know, he and that silent feline friend of his probably led me directly into being another meal again."
Trying to be optimistic about his situation, he knocked on the door to the back of the wagon, then waited for someone to answer it.
"I'm-a coming, I'm-a coming!" came a voice from inside. It was a deep, gruff, masculine voice with a fairly thick Italian accent.
The door opened, and a very tall, very fat, olive-skinned human stood there. He looked to be in the upper seven-foot range, if not the lower eight-foot range, had a balding head with black hair lining the edges, a mustashe, and a very long beard, all colored black. He also had brown eyes, a large nose, and two lips of different sizes, with a small upper lip covered by his mustache and a big, pink, luscious lower lip. He wore an outfit that made him look like a male gypsy, which he probably was. He wore a form-fitting top with a small, green vest over it, and he wore tight, brown pants. He also had big, rounded teeth in his mouth.
The man’s name was Stromboli. Just as he appeared, he was a traveling gypsy. He traveled around the world, putting on plays and other shows using the many puppets he had in his wagon. His shows had hit a lull by this time, but he was hoping for some way to improve his business.
He looked at Jobe with a fairly calm face, and Jobe looked back at him. Silence ensued from both of them. . . .
Part one of a commission by ViceXXX.
Category All / Vore
Species Human
Gender Male
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