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Match 3: Zearo vs Wolffine (Second half/Conclusion)
This one has been an interesting voting period! I swear it was neck n neck and when I thought Zearo would make it out well...The battle and the voters had other plans!
wolffine congrats on your victory and making it to top 8!
Match 3: Zearo vs Wolffine (Second half/Conclusion)
Wolffine didn't like being tossed around like a ragdoll. That belly taunt wasn't just an idol taunt, it was a declaration that he would end up in the dragon's belly. He wasn't about to let that happen.
The tone of the music seemed to change however, as the yellow devil of all things, started raining down on the stage, with a stroke of luck...right onto Zearo! The resulting yellow blobs impacting the dragon left him staggering out of the way. He was recovering from the blocks when they suddenly formed into a large yellow blob with a red eye at it's center. The eye would shoot a bolt of lightning at both Wolffine, and Zearo...stunning the two of them before it started coming apart again.
As the blocks of yellow goo were shooting in their direction, Wolffine decided enough was enough, his body growing a bit more rigid as he transformed into a werewolf right in the midst of the crowd and his opponant. He used his extra strength and agility to avoid the blobs of the devil coming at him.
Zearo's larger body was not as lucky, and would continue to be pounded by the Yellow Devil's onslaught. He would then feel a jab into his back as Wolffine stepped in behind him and launched the dragon RIGHT into the yellow devil. It knocked the gellatinous creature clean off the stage and left the large purple dragon dazed.
He didn't have a whole lot of time to wait and find out what was happening, as a pair of wide open, fang filled jaws suddenly lunged towards him. The act made him flinch and he immediately started thrashing around.
Wolffine wasn't having any of it though, He gripped Zearo's shoulders with his superior werewolf strength, and with one hard knee to the gut, the behemoth was quieted down inside of his maw. Satisfied, Wolffine began to swallow Zearo inch by inch...Starting with his head with long, hungry swallows...drool dripping down his lips as he made progress.
Zearo didn't struggle at the time, the kick to his belly hurt, and he was focusing on that pain for the moment until his belly started squishing right into those canine jaws. It snapped him out of his pain filled funk and he for a second wondered if Wolffine could actually take that big belly of his whole...
That answer was quickly answered though. Zearo probably could have gotten out if he struggled again a second ago...But as Wolffine's jaw's stretched and wrapped around Zearo's belly, squeezing it down her gullet...The dragon's fate was sealed as all that was left for Wolffine to finish off were a pair of legs and a stubby tail. The audience had quite a look though...as Wolffine's neck looked like it was about to pop with the large dragon's body slowly sliding down into him.
With a firm push on those feet...Wolffine swallowed down the remainder of his Dragon opponant and sighed with relief when his belly immediately dropped down to the floor...Oh yeah...he won, but he wasn't getting off the ring on his own power..
As that thought began to cross his mind, he was being taken back into the fighting stadium where the crowd was cheering him on after he'd engorged on the dragon. Scavenger walked over to Wolffine, pressed a hand over that large gut and snickered. "I think we have our winner! Wolffine!"
The NOW Werewolf combatant let out a small belch as Zearo struggled about inside his stomach. His victory would be enjoyed...if he could MOVE. Thankfully...Scav had just the ticket for him and formed a portal just below Wolffine who unceremoniously slipped inside as if a trap door had sprung cartoonishly beneath him. "We have three matches down! but five more to go! Stay tuned for our next pair of fighters!"
(End of Match 3! Winner: Wolffine)
wolffine congrats on your victory and making it to top 8!
Match 3: Zearo vs Wolffine (Second half/Conclusion)
Wolffine didn't like being tossed around like a ragdoll. That belly taunt wasn't just an idol taunt, it was a declaration that he would end up in the dragon's belly. He wasn't about to let that happen.
The tone of the music seemed to change however, as the yellow devil of all things, started raining down on the stage, with a stroke of luck...right onto Zearo! The resulting yellow blobs impacting the dragon left him staggering out of the way. He was recovering from the blocks when they suddenly formed into a large yellow blob with a red eye at it's center. The eye would shoot a bolt of lightning at both Wolffine, and Zearo...stunning the two of them before it started coming apart again.
As the blocks of yellow goo were shooting in their direction, Wolffine decided enough was enough, his body growing a bit more rigid as he transformed into a werewolf right in the midst of the crowd and his opponant. He used his extra strength and agility to avoid the blobs of the devil coming at him.
Zearo's larger body was not as lucky, and would continue to be pounded by the Yellow Devil's onslaught. He would then feel a jab into his back as Wolffine stepped in behind him and launched the dragon RIGHT into the yellow devil. It knocked the gellatinous creature clean off the stage and left the large purple dragon dazed.
He didn't have a whole lot of time to wait and find out what was happening, as a pair of wide open, fang filled jaws suddenly lunged towards him. The act made him flinch and he immediately started thrashing around.
Wolffine wasn't having any of it though, He gripped Zearo's shoulders with his superior werewolf strength, and with one hard knee to the gut, the behemoth was quieted down inside of his maw. Satisfied, Wolffine began to swallow Zearo inch by inch...Starting with his head with long, hungry swallows...drool dripping down his lips as he made progress.
Zearo didn't struggle at the time, the kick to his belly hurt, and he was focusing on that pain for the moment until his belly started squishing right into those canine jaws. It snapped him out of his pain filled funk and he for a second wondered if Wolffine could actually take that big belly of his whole...
That answer was quickly answered though. Zearo probably could have gotten out if he struggled again a second ago...But as Wolffine's jaw's stretched and wrapped around Zearo's belly, squeezing it down her gullet...The dragon's fate was sealed as all that was left for Wolffine to finish off were a pair of legs and a stubby tail. The audience had quite a look though...as Wolffine's neck looked like it was about to pop with the large dragon's body slowly sliding down into him.
With a firm push on those feet...Wolffine swallowed down the remainder of his Dragon opponant and sighed with relief when his belly immediately dropped down to the floor...Oh yeah...he won, but he wasn't getting off the ring on his own power..
As that thought began to cross his mind, he was being taken back into the fighting stadium where the crowd was cheering him on after he'd engorged on the dragon. Scavenger walked over to Wolffine, pressed a hand over that large gut and snickered. "I think we have our winner! Wolffine!"
The NOW Werewolf combatant let out a small belch as Zearo struggled about inside his stomach. His victory would be enjoyed...if he could MOVE. Thankfully...Scav had just the ticket for him and formed a portal just below Wolffine who unceremoniously slipped inside as if a trap door had sprung cartoonishly beneath him. "We have three matches down! but five more to go! Stay tuned for our next pair of fighters!"
(End of Match 3! Winner: Wolffine)
Category Story / Vore
Species Dog (Other)
Gender Male
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My vote didn't make it but still! Well written! Can't go wrong with a big werewolf belly anyways.
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