A commission for Glitch and Sammy Calithorne! There's no vore in the picture, but there is in the story.
Glitch belongs to daglitchwizzard
Sammy belongs to Sammy, who asked me to attribute her to a Discord handle: "Sammy Calithorne#8533"
Cuddling
Glitch smiled to himself as he curled up on the soft bed, his arms wrapped around his girlfriend's body. His chest was pressed against her back, his chin resting against the top of her head as they spooned. The fabric of his green t-shirt bunched up slightly against her large black hoodie. The last light of the sunset could be seen coming in through a nearby window. He let out a soft, happy purr.
Sammy pressed into him, obviously pleased with the physical contact. She reached up with one hand to caress his cheek. "Is my kitty happy?"
Glitch responded by licking the top of her head, the barbs on his rough tongue catching and disheveling her fur.
"Hey!" Sammy attempted to smooth down her fur again. "Quit that!"
"But you're so tasty!" Glitch licked her again. "I can't help it, you know. I get a little mouse like you in my paws and I just have to have a taste."
Sammy let out an exasperated sigh, her voice dropping into a we've-talked-about-this-before tone. She turned around so she could face him, still wrapped in his arms. "Glitch, I am not a mouse."
"Well, you sure look like a mouse!" Glitch wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close. With their bodies pressed together, the difference in size between them was obvious: Sammy was barely two-thirds of Glitch's size. "And you're tiny like a mouse!" He gave her another long lick, this time running his tongue along the bridge of her nose. "And you taste like a mouse!"
Sammy let out an "ack" as she tried to wipe her boyfriend's saliva off her face. "Glitch, seriously, cut it out," Sammy said. "You know I'm not a mouse, and you're not exactly huge, yourself. Stop licking me."
"I guess I just can't help my feline instincts! I see a little mousey, I can't help but want to gobble her up!" He leaned in again, this time intending to give her a kiss instead of a lick.
Except he never got there. A sharp pain on his neck, just below his jaw, stopped him cold. He jumped and pulled back to see Sammy pulling away from the spot, her mouth open, the two fangs that protruded from her upper jaw glistening.
"W-wha...?" Glitch tried to speak, but it was already too late. His words began a soft gurgle. His limbs began to deaden as the venom filled his bloodstream. He collapsed onto his back on the bedspread. He wasn't in pain, but his legs and arms both felt like lead.
Sammy climbed onto him, straddling his waist. She leaned in close, her nose almost touching his. "Then I guess I need to demonstrate just how not a mouse I am."
She opened her mouth wide, giving Glitch the perfect view inside. He could see her teeth, with the two large fangs sticking out from the top row. Her tongue flexed behind those, and behind it he could see the pulsing entrance to her gullet. A drop of saliva fell onto his cheek.
Glitch tried again to speak. This was just a misunderstanding -- he had just been teasing! But the words wouldn't come. His throat felt swollen, and it was taking all he had just to keep breathing.
Sammy lowered her mouth, and her maw engulfed Glitch's head, surrounding him with soft, warm, moist darkness.
Okay, okay, Glitch thought, Sammy had made her point. She was no more "just a mouse" than he was "just a cat." She could let him out now, and once the venom wore off, he would apologize, and everything would be okay again.
Except Sammy didn't back off. Instead, she swallowed, and Glitch's head was pulled into a very tight tunnel. His large, rabbit-like ears were pushed backwards, flattening against his back as he felt Sammy's lips wrap around his shoulders.
She... she couldn't possibly actually be planning to...?
Sammy swallowed again, pulling Glitch's shoulders into her gullet. Glitch could make out Sammy's heartbeat as his head was pulled past her ribcage, and his nose pressed against something solid. Another gulp pushed it through, and an acrid smell assaulted him, causing him to wrinkle his nose.
Her stomach. His head was in her stomach.
He tried again to speak, and managed to croak out a few words. "Sammy! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend you!"
Sammy swallowed again -- if she could hear him, which she probably couldn't, she was ignoring him. Glitch felt his legs beginning to slide into her throat.
"Sammy, please! This joke has gone far enough, I'm really getting scared now!"
His world upended and Sammy changed position, leaning back to let gravity help her. Her tongue played across Glitch's toes, and then one last swallow sent those sliding down as well. The peristaltic action of her throat deposited the remainder of him in her gut, forcing him to curl into a ball.
"There," Sammy said. There was a loud "thump" as she smacked her belly. "Could a mouse do that?"
To call it "tight" in Sammy's belly would have been the understatement of the year. The chamber squeezed Glitch painfully, and though the feeling was starting to come back in his arms and legs, he couldn't get the walls to move more than an inch before they snapped back, forcing him into an uncomfortable fetal position. It was also swelteringly hot and the air stung his nose, making for an altogether inhospitable environment.
Glitch tried one more time. This had to be a joke, right? "I'm s-sorry," he moaned. "Sammy, please, this is awful, let me out. I'll never tease you again."
Again, either Sammy couldn't hear him or she didn't care, because the only response was a loud belch that made the stomach walls reverberate around him.
Glitch struggled, his muscles already starting to cramp, but he could barely move. He gasped for air, tears forming in his eyes. He kept holding on to the thought that this was just his girlfriend's way of teaching him a lesson, that she would spit him back out any minute now.
At least, he did until he felt his skin start to tingle.
Sammy woke up as the first few rays of sunlight poured in through the window, passing across her face. She yawned and stretched, then opened her eyes and rolled out of bed, landing on the floor with a slight heavier-than-expected thud. She stumbled towards the bathroom, blinking as she switched on the light, then walked up to the bathroom sink.
She could feel something stuck in her throat, so she braced herself against the sink with her left hand and stuck her right hand into her mouth. She managed to get it in almost all the way to the elbow, fished around for a moment, then pulled out a large, wet mass of fabric. She coughed, depositing it in the sink, and then stared down at the pair of shorts and a green t-shirt with the letter "G" on it.
"What the...? Oh, right."
She took a step back from the sink and pulled her hoodie up over her head, so she could get a look at herself in the bathroom mirror.
She looked much the same as before -- still a white-furred, mouse-like body, albeit with red lines running through her fur and a couple extra eyes. But her figure was definitely just a bit thicker than it had been the night before. She turned to get a look from a different angle, running one hand along her new curves.
"Well, Glitchie, at least you get to be close to me. Though I imagine you didn't think it would be on my thighs."
Smiling to herself, Sammy turned on the shower, ready to start preparing for her day.
Glitch belongs to daglitchwizzard
Sammy belongs to Sammy, who asked me to attribute her to a Discord handle: "Sammy Calithorne#8533"
Cuddling
Glitch smiled to himself as he curled up on the soft bed, his arms wrapped around his girlfriend's body. His chest was pressed against her back, his chin resting against the top of her head as they spooned. The fabric of his green t-shirt bunched up slightly against her large black hoodie. The last light of the sunset could be seen coming in through a nearby window. He let out a soft, happy purr.
Sammy pressed into him, obviously pleased with the physical contact. She reached up with one hand to caress his cheek. "Is my kitty happy?"
Glitch responded by licking the top of her head, the barbs on his rough tongue catching and disheveling her fur.
"Hey!" Sammy attempted to smooth down her fur again. "Quit that!"
"But you're so tasty!" Glitch licked her again. "I can't help it, you know. I get a little mouse like you in my paws and I just have to have a taste."
Sammy let out an exasperated sigh, her voice dropping into a we've-talked-about-this-before tone. She turned around so she could face him, still wrapped in his arms. "Glitch, I am not a mouse."
"Well, you sure look like a mouse!" Glitch wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close. With their bodies pressed together, the difference in size between them was obvious: Sammy was barely two-thirds of Glitch's size. "And you're tiny like a mouse!" He gave her another long lick, this time running his tongue along the bridge of her nose. "And you taste like a mouse!"
Sammy let out an "ack" as she tried to wipe her boyfriend's saliva off her face. "Glitch, seriously, cut it out," Sammy said. "You know I'm not a mouse, and you're not exactly huge, yourself. Stop licking me."
"I guess I just can't help my feline instincts! I see a little mousey, I can't help but want to gobble her up!" He leaned in again, this time intending to give her a kiss instead of a lick.
Except he never got there. A sharp pain on his neck, just below his jaw, stopped him cold. He jumped and pulled back to see Sammy pulling away from the spot, her mouth open, the two fangs that protruded from her upper jaw glistening.
"W-wha...?" Glitch tried to speak, but it was already too late. His words began a soft gurgle. His limbs began to deaden as the venom filled his bloodstream. He collapsed onto his back on the bedspread. He wasn't in pain, but his legs and arms both felt like lead.
Sammy climbed onto him, straddling his waist. She leaned in close, her nose almost touching his. "Then I guess I need to demonstrate just how not a mouse I am."
She opened her mouth wide, giving Glitch the perfect view inside. He could see her teeth, with the two large fangs sticking out from the top row. Her tongue flexed behind those, and behind it he could see the pulsing entrance to her gullet. A drop of saliva fell onto his cheek.
Glitch tried again to speak. This was just a misunderstanding -- he had just been teasing! But the words wouldn't come. His throat felt swollen, and it was taking all he had just to keep breathing.
Sammy lowered her mouth, and her maw engulfed Glitch's head, surrounding him with soft, warm, moist darkness.
Okay, okay, Glitch thought, Sammy had made her point. She was no more "just a mouse" than he was "just a cat." She could let him out now, and once the venom wore off, he would apologize, and everything would be okay again.
Except Sammy didn't back off. Instead, she swallowed, and Glitch's head was pulled into a very tight tunnel. His large, rabbit-like ears were pushed backwards, flattening against his back as he felt Sammy's lips wrap around his shoulders.
She... she couldn't possibly actually be planning to...?
Sammy swallowed again, pulling Glitch's shoulders into her gullet. Glitch could make out Sammy's heartbeat as his head was pulled past her ribcage, and his nose pressed against something solid. Another gulp pushed it through, and an acrid smell assaulted him, causing him to wrinkle his nose.
Her stomach. His head was in her stomach.
He tried again to speak, and managed to croak out a few words. "Sammy! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend you!"
Sammy swallowed again -- if she could hear him, which she probably couldn't, she was ignoring him. Glitch felt his legs beginning to slide into her throat.
"Sammy, please! This joke has gone far enough, I'm really getting scared now!"
His world upended and Sammy changed position, leaning back to let gravity help her. Her tongue played across Glitch's toes, and then one last swallow sent those sliding down as well. The peristaltic action of her throat deposited the remainder of him in her gut, forcing him to curl into a ball.
"There," Sammy said. There was a loud "thump" as she smacked her belly. "Could a mouse do that?"
To call it "tight" in Sammy's belly would have been the understatement of the year. The chamber squeezed Glitch painfully, and though the feeling was starting to come back in his arms and legs, he couldn't get the walls to move more than an inch before they snapped back, forcing him into an uncomfortable fetal position. It was also swelteringly hot and the air stung his nose, making for an altogether inhospitable environment.
Glitch tried one more time. This had to be a joke, right? "I'm s-sorry," he moaned. "Sammy, please, this is awful, let me out. I'll never tease you again."
Again, either Sammy couldn't hear him or she didn't care, because the only response was a loud belch that made the stomach walls reverberate around him.
Glitch struggled, his muscles already starting to cramp, but he could barely move. He gasped for air, tears forming in his eyes. He kept holding on to the thought that this was just his girlfriend's way of teaching him a lesson, that she would spit him back out any minute now.
At least, he did until he felt his skin start to tingle.
Sammy woke up as the first few rays of sunlight poured in through the window, passing across her face. She yawned and stretched, then opened her eyes and rolled out of bed, landing on the floor with a slight heavier-than-expected thud. She stumbled towards the bathroom, blinking as she switched on the light, then walked up to the bathroom sink.
She could feel something stuck in her throat, so she braced herself against the sink with her left hand and stuck her right hand into her mouth. She managed to get it in almost all the way to the elbow, fished around for a moment, then pulled out a large, wet mass of fabric. She coughed, depositing it in the sink, and then stared down at the pair of shorts and a green t-shirt with the letter "G" on it.
"What the...? Oh, right."
She took a step back from the sink and pulled her hoodie up over her head, so she could get a look at herself in the bathroom mirror.
She looked much the same as before -- still a white-furred, mouse-like body, albeit with red lines running through her fur and a couple extra eyes. But her figure was definitely just a bit thicker than it had been the night before. She turned to get a look from a different angle, running one hand along her new curves.
"Well, Glitchie, at least you get to be close to me. Though I imagine you didn't think it would be on my thighs."
Smiling to herself, Sammy turned on the shower, ready to start preparing for her day.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Vore
Species Unspecified / Any
Gender Multiple characters
Size 574 x 1200px
And so they became as close as could possibly be. Well done!
darn mouse..
love the pic so much, and you captured my character perfectly!
love the pic so much, and you captured my character perfectly!
Weird, I thought I replied to this before. I'm glad you like it! When I'm writing stories, I'm always worried that I haven't captured someone's character correctly, so I'm very happy to hear that I did well this time!
I dunno, I feel like it's probably pretty warm in there.
"When your girlfriend says no, she means I will eat you if you continue."
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