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After nomming away on a pretty hefty feast, Tora kicks back with quite a sizable belly and an even more sizable amount of burps to spare.
The tavern was in awe by the time Tora Warsong had finally finished plowing through all that meat and downing all that beer. Her table was practically littered with empty plates and about a dozen giant mugs, all once full of a rich and frothy ale. Now, every last bit of that was packed away inside of her hugely swollen, yellow-scaled belly, which was sticking out by well over three feet. When she was finally satiated, Tora slumped back atop the wooden barrel she used for a seat and leaned her back against the wooden table. Her utterly massive belly wobbled as it spilled past her pelvis and sloshed intensely from the motion, sounding as if it was full of an immensely thick syrup.
"Gruuuooohh man, I'm stuffed..." Tora moaned in a groggy yet satisfied manner.
To punctuate the end of her feast, Tora gave her fat belly a resounding slap, causing it to slosh and ripple heavily beneath her palm while Tora threw her head back and expelled a thunderous belch, one that rumbled intensely from the very depths of her stomach.
"BWWUUUUUUOOOOORRRRAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRHP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Tora burped so loudly that every single person within the tavern flinched from its sheer volume. And the utter power behind that crass eructation was so strong that everything on her table rattled in place as Tora let that gas loose from her belly for a good seven straight seconds.
When it finally ended, Tora sighed with relief and patted her fat, rippling stomach again, dislodging a deep but mercifully short afterburp.
"BUARRRP!!"
Her thick, slimy tongue lathered her scaly lips in contentment. She leaned back some more against the table, letting her giant belly spill out some more while she rested both hands atop her round, gurgling stomach and rubbed them up and down that smooth, soft-scaled dome of hers. Tora slowly rubbed her big, ample belly tenderly, using her clawed fingertips to steadily caress every inch of her massive gut. Those claws pressed into the highest portion of her stomach, and steadily traced all the way down to her hefty, jiggling underbelly.
Tora could be heard groaning pleasantly with satisfaction at both the feeling as well as how delightfully stuffed she was from such an ample meal. That giant belly of hers groaned and churned intensely, like a witch's cauldron on the verge of exploding with chemicals and brew. Her digestive system was working overtime to process such a hearty meal consumed in so rapid an amount of time.
It was so reactive, in fact, that as Tora rubbed her belly, she couldn't help but let out another huge belch, then an even bigger one right after that.
"BWWAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUURRRRROOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRHHHHP!!!!!!!!!"
"HHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRR-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRAAAAAAAARRRP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
When that second, ground-rumbling belch subsided, Tora gasped and gave her gut a hefty slap, making her thick, doughy belly fat ripple beneath her palm, and dislodging a weaker belch in the process, then a comically tiny burp.
"UUUuuuuuurrraAAAAAAAAHP!!!!" "Urhp!!"
The other patrons were more than used to Tora's rather shockingly crude lack of table manners whenever she visited the tavern. On one hand, it was quite gross to behold for some patrons, whilst impressive for others. But even still, on the other hand, not only did Tora keep everyone in that tavern safe from harm, always remaining vigilant for the next threat that may await Thunder Valley...but honestly, her gluttony was keeping the tavern afloat. It wasn't like her giant meals were free after all...
Tora, meanwhile, smacked her lips with satisfaction and slumped back lazily. "Guuuuh, man," she mumbled, lazily fanning the air around her scarred snout and snickering. "Smells like ale'n boar. Not as pleasant comin' up as it is goin' down," she joked.
Then, Tora hiccuped loudly.
"HIC!!!"
The sudden spasm caught her off guard, making her body jerk and her belly bounce. She grunted and palmed her armor-clad chest, when another hiccup shot out of her immediately after, then another, and another after that.
"HIC!!!!!"
"HICCUP!!!!"
"HIC-CULP!!!!"
She grimaced unpleasantly and held her hand against her mouth to stifle her hiccups, making her body jerk with each sharp spasm that erupted from her esophagus. Tora hated the hiccups They brought not relief the way burps did, and lasted long enough to always make her throat hurt. She held the hiccups in as best as she could, each stifled hiccup making her fat, scaly belly jiggle heavily as it sucked in before bouncing out with an audible slosh from each hiccup. All that beer stirring around inside of Tora was swishing around along with the digesting meats into a rather thick, unpleasant-sounding sludge...
But eventually, all that sharp motion from her stomach forced her hand back in a deep hiccuping-burp.
"HICCUUUUUURRRRRRAAAAAAAAAHHP!!!!!!!!!!"
And like clockwork, an even deeper 'hiccurp' spilled out of Tora's maw in guttural fashion.
"HIC-CUUUUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOORRRRRRRP!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The poor bloated dragon was a hiccuping, burping mess. She grunted as she hiccuped and belched, looking a bit sickly as she warned the other patrons. "Mph, ya-hilp!-guh, ya might wa-hicculhp!-wanna stand back, guys. This is-HIC!!!...This is gonna be-HIC!...HICCOOOOOORRRRRUUUURRLP!!!!!" Tora could barely speak between a litany of hiccups and burps rolling out of her uncontrollably, but the others all took a hint and very nervously stood as far away from the dragon as possible.
Tora grabbed her impossibly thick belly with both hands and squeezed it as hard as she could. Immediately after, the dragons eyes widened, and she threw her head back to expel a massive, flaming belch...
"BRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
A torrent of fire expelled from Tora's jaws, which she carefully aimed skyward to avoid it hitting any of the wooden structure of the tavern. Now, the place had been lathered with a fire-proof glycol oil to protect it from any spontaneous fires that might expel from any local dragons, but still, t'was better to be safe than sorry.
When that fiery burp rumbled to a close, Tora sighed heavily, letting smoke spew out from her maw. Mercifully, nothing had caught fire...not like from earlier. And even better, her hiccups had been cleared up. "Phew...much better..." Tora groaned, giving her fat belly a few pats of relief.
No longer beholden to any hiccups, the dragon warrior rested one elbow against the thick wooden table she was leaning against and ran her palm across her vast belly in slow, circular motions. Her thick, scaly palm sank within her considerable belly fat as she rubbed away, both due to how utterly bloated Tora was, but also because of how naturally fat her stomach had become since turning into a dragon. But frankly, Tora didn't mind the considerable weight she had gained over the years. Quite the contrary, in fact. As she looked down at her stomach, Tora almost seemed to admire its sheer girth.
"Heh, don't look half bad all stuffed, do I..." she muttered softly to herself as her index claw sank into her immensely deep belly button. Tora groaned with delight as she wiggled her finger around inside of her navel, seeing how far she could push her finger into her belly button, which was a ways deep, to be honest. She pushed her finger in so deep that she dislodged another throaty burp in the process.
"OOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRREEEEEEEEEEELLLLLCH!!!!!!!"
It gurgled aggressively from her throat, causing a few flecks of slimy saliva strands to fly out of her gaping maw and splatter onto the wooden floor.
She eventually yanked her finger out of her belly button, making her entire sphere of scaly fatness jiggle heavily from the sudden jerking motion. Then she slapped her belly hard to stabilize it. Amused by all its jiggling around, Tora grabbed her fatty stomach from both of its sides, gripping it tightly as she jostled her stomach around, making its thick surface jiggle intensely from all of Tora's mild throttling.
Tora sat there, jostling her stomach with a pleased grin on her face, clearly loving the sensation as the contents within her stomach bubbled and glorped in between all of its immense sloshing about.
All that shaking to her stomach, predictably, caused a sizable buildup of gas that was already circulating within Tora's hyper-reactive stomach. Eventually this caused a deep gurgling to erupt from Tora's gullet, which steadily rose up her throat, until she threw her head back and expelled a titanic belch.
"BEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRUUUUHH-AAAAAAAAAAAHHHRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
It was a powerful enough eruption to yet again get everyone inside of the tavern to flinch within its wake as it blasted out of Tora's maw for several seconds straight. But when it ended, Tora grunted, dissatisfied.
"Guh, dammit, that ain't all of it," she grumbled.
The fat dragon smacked her blubbery gut heavily a few times with her mouth hanging open in an expecting manner to try and get the gas bubble out of her system. Her gut rippled heavily with each pat she gave until a deep burp rolled out of her throat, followed by another, and a weaker one after that. But she shook her head, unimpressed and without the relief she was going for.
So, Tora started gulping down air, causing her thick, scaly throat to bob in and out as she sucked in more air down to her already stuffed stomach. Her hands rested against her belly as she felt it swell up slightly with more air and gurgle unpleasantly in response. But she ignored it and kept on gulping away, until she felt like she was going to burst.
When no more air could fit inside of her belly, Tora stroked her stomach lightly with both hands as it trembled from the influx of oxygen. Then, she raised both hands up and slapped them down against her enormous belly, causing it to slosh intensely and for a truly colossal burp to explode from Tora's mouth like a whirlwind.
"BLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOORRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRR-HOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRHP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Tora burped so hard that the other, stupefied patrons would swear on their lives that the ground itself trembled in the wake of that monster. It raged out of the tremendously bloated dragon lady for ten straight seconds, and only seemed to get deeper and more rumble-y with each passing second.
When it finally rumbled to an end, Tora lazily slumped back against her table, utterly dazed as her eyes went cross and she groaned so heavily with relief that her tongue hanged out from her toothy maw.
"Grooooooaaaaah maaaaaaan..." Tora moaned, slurping her lips contently as she gently stroked her huge, burbling gut and gave it a few satisfied pats and letting out one last dainty afterburp.
She grunted, thumped her armored chest a few times, and grinned, looking quite pleased with her self.
"Heh, s'cuse me..."
After nomming away on a pretty hefty feast, Tora kicks back with quite a sizable belly and an even more sizable amount of burps to spare.
The tavern was in awe by the time Tora Warsong had finally finished plowing through all that meat and downing all that beer. Her table was practically littered with empty plates and about a dozen giant mugs, all once full of a rich and frothy ale. Now, every last bit of that was packed away inside of her hugely swollen, yellow-scaled belly, which was sticking out by well over three feet. When she was finally satiated, Tora slumped back atop the wooden barrel she used for a seat and leaned her back against the wooden table. Her utterly massive belly wobbled as it spilled past her pelvis and sloshed intensely from the motion, sounding as if it was full of an immensely thick syrup.
"Gruuuooohh man, I'm stuffed..." Tora moaned in a groggy yet satisfied manner.
To punctuate the end of her feast, Tora gave her fat belly a resounding slap, causing it to slosh and ripple heavily beneath her palm while Tora threw her head back and expelled a thunderous belch, one that rumbled intensely from the very depths of her stomach.
"BWWUUUUUUOOOOORRRRAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRHP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Tora burped so loudly that every single person within the tavern flinched from its sheer volume. And the utter power behind that crass eructation was so strong that everything on her table rattled in place as Tora let that gas loose from her belly for a good seven straight seconds.
When it finally ended, Tora sighed with relief and patted her fat, rippling stomach again, dislodging a deep but mercifully short afterburp.
"BUARRRP!!"
Her thick, slimy tongue lathered her scaly lips in contentment. She leaned back some more against the table, letting her giant belly spill out some more while she rested both hands atop her round, gurgling stomach and rubbed them up and down that smooth, soft-scaled dome of hers. Tora slowly rubbed her big, ample belly tenderly, using her clawed fingertips to steadily caress every inch of her massive gut. Those claws pressed into the highest portion of her stomach, and steadily traced all the way down to her hefty, jiggling underbelly.
Tora could be heard groaning pleasantly with satisfaction at both the feeling as well as how delightfully stuffed she was from such an ample meal. That giant belly of hers groaned and churned intensely, like a witch's cauldron on the verge of exploding with chemicals and brew. Her digestive system was working overtime to process such a hearty meal consumed in so rapid an amount of time.
It was so reactive, in fact, that as Tora rubbed her belly, she couldn't help but let out another huge belch, then an even bigger one right after that.
"BWWAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUURRRRROOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRHHHHP!!!!!!!!!"
"HHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRR-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRAAAAAAAARRRP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
When that second, ground-rumbling belch subsided, Tora gasped and gave her gut a hefty slap, making her thick, doughy belly fat ripple beneath her palm, and dislodging a weaker belch in the process, then a comically tiny burp.
"UUUuuuuuurrraAAAAAAAAHP!!!!" "Urhp!!"
The other patrons were more than used to Tora's rather shockingly crude lack of table manners whenever she visited the tavern. On one hand, it was quite gross to behold for some patrons, whilst impressive for others. But even still, on the other hand, not only did Tora keep everyone in that tavern safe from harm, always remaining vigilant for the next threat that may await Thunder Valley...but honestly, her gluttony was keeping the tavern afloat. It wasn't like her giant meals were free after all...
Tora, meanwhile, smacked her lips with satisfaction and slumped back lazily. "Guuuuh, man," she mumbled, lazily fanning the air around her scarred snout and snickering. "Smells like ale'n boar. Not as pleasant comin' up as it is goin' down," she joked.
Then, Tora hiccuped loudly.
"HIC!!!"
The sudden spasm caught her off guard, making her body jerk and her belly bounce. She grunted and palmed her armor-clad chest, when another hiccup shot out of her immediately after, then another, and another after that.
"HIC!!!!!"
"HICCUP!!!!"
"HIC-CULP!!!!"
She grimaced unpleasantly and held her hand against her mouth to stifle her hiccups, making her body jerk with each sharp spasm that erupted from her esophagus. Tora hated the hiccups They brought not relief the way burps did, and lasted long enough to always make her throat hurt. She held the hiccups in as best as she could, each stifled hiccup making her fat, scaly belly jiggle heavily as it sucked in before bouncing out with an audible slosh from each hiccup. All that beer stirring around inside of Tora was swishing around along with the digesting meats into a rather thick, unpleasant-sounding sludge...
But eventually, all that sharp motion from her stomach forced her hand back in a deep hiccuping-burp.
"HICCUUUUUURRRRRRAAAAAAAAAHHP!!!!!!!!!!"
And like clockwork, an even deeper 'hiccurp' spilled out of Tora's maw in guttural fashion.
"HIC-CUUUUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOORRRRRRRP!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The poor bloated dragon was a hiccuping, burping mess. She grunted as she hiccuped and belched, looking a bit sickly as she warned the other patrons. "Mph, ya-hilp!-guh, ya might wa-hicculhp!-wanna stand back, guys. This is-HIC!!!...This is gonna be-HIC!...HICCOOOOOORRRRRUUUURRLP!!!!!" Tora could barely speak between a litany of hiccups and burps rolling out of her uncontrollably, but the others all took a hint and very nervously stood as far away from the dragon as possible.
Tora grabbed her impossibly thick belly with both hands and squeezed it as hard as she could. Immediately after, the dragons eyes widened, and she threw her head back to expel a massive, flaming belch...
"BRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
A torrent of fire expelled from Tora's jaws, which she carefully aimed skyward to avoid it hitting any of the wooden structure of the tavern. Now, the place had been lathered with a fire-proof glycol oil to protect it from any spontaneous fires that might expel from any local dragons, but still, t'was better to be safe than sorry.
When that fiery burp rumbled to a close, Tora sighed heavily, letting smoke spew out from her maw. Mercifully, nothing had caught fire...not like from earlier. And even better, her hiccups had been cleared up. "Phew...much better..." Tora groaned, giving her fat belly a few pats of relief.
No longer beholden to any hiccups, the dragon warrior rested one elbow against the thick wooden table she was leaning against and ran her palm across her vast belly in slow, circular motions. Her thick, scaly palm sank within her considerable belly fat as she rubbed away, both due to how utterly bloated Tora was, but also because of how naturally fat her stomach had become since turning into a dragon. But frankly, Tora didn't mind the considerable weight she had gained over the years. Quite the contrary, in fact. As she looked down at her stomach, Tora almost seemed to admire its sheer girth.
"Heh, don't look half bad all stuffed, do I..." she muttered softly to herself as her index claw sank into her immensely deep belly button. Tora groaned with delight as she wiggled her finger around inside of her navel, seeing how far she could push her finger into her belly button, which was a ways deep, to be honest. She pushed her finger in so deep that she dislodged another throaty burp in the process.
"OOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRREEEEEEEEEEELLLLLCH!!!!!!!"
It gurgled aggressively from her throat, causing a few flecks of slimy saliva strands to fly out of her gaping maw and splatter onto the wooden floor.
She eventually yanked her finger out of her belly button, making her entire sphere of scaly fatness jiggle heavily from the sudden jerking motion. Then she slapped her belly hard to stabilize it. Amused by all its jiggling around, Tora grabbed her fatty stomach from both of its sides, gripping it tightly as she jostled her stomach around, making its thick surface jiggle intensely from all of Tora's mild throttling.
Tora sat there, jostling her stomach with a pleased grin on her face, clearly loving the sensation as the contents within her stomach bubbled and glorped in between all of its immense sloshing about.
All that shaking to her stomach, predictably, caused a sizable buildup of gas that was already circulating within Tora's hyper-reactive stomach. Eventually this caused a deep gurgling to erupt from Tora's gullet, which steadily rose up her throat, until she threw her head back and expelled a titanic belch.
"BEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRUUUUHH-AAAAAAAAAAAHHHRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
It was a powerful enough eruption to yet again get everyone inside of the tavern to flinch within its wake as it blasted out of Tora's maw for several seconds straight. But when it ended, Tora grunted, dissatisfied.
"Guh, dammit, that ain't all of it," she grumbled.
The fat dragon smacked her blubbery gut heavily a few times with her mouth hanging open in an expecting manner to try and get the gas bubble out of her system. Her gut rippled heavily with each pat she gave until a deep burp rolled out of her throat, followed by another, and a weaker one after that. But she shook her head, unimpressed and without the relief she was going for.
So, Tora started gulping down air, causing her thick, scaly throat to bob in and out as she sucked in more air down to her already stuffed stomach. Her hands rested against her belly as she felt it swell up slightly with more air and gurgle unpleasantly in response. But she ignored it and kept on gulping away, until she felt like she was going to burst.
When no more air could fit inside of her belly, Tora stroked her stomach lightly with both hands as it trembled from the influx of oxygen. Then, she raised both hands up and slapped them down against her enormous belly, causing it to slosh intensely and for a truly colossal burp to explode from Tora's mouth like a whirlwind.
"BLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOORRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRR-HOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRHP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Tora burped so hard that the other, stupefied patrons would swear on their lives that the ground itself trembled in the wake of that monster. It raged out of the tremendously bloated dragon lady for ten straight seconds, and only seemed to get deeper and more rumble-y with each passing second.
When it finally rumbled to an end, Tora lazily slumped back against her table, utterly dazed as her eyes went cross and she groaned so heavily with relief that her tongue hanged out from her toothy maw.
"Grooooooaaaaah maaaaaaan..." Tora moaned, slurping her lips contently as she gently stroked her huge, burbling gut and gave it a few satisfied pats and letting out one last dainty afterburp.
She grunted, thumped her armored chest a few times, and grinned, looking quite pleased with her self.
"Heh, s'cuse me..."
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Dragon (Other)
Gender Female
Size 2598 x 2357px
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Gotta love some good old fashioned gluttony from Tora. <3
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