(New story with a new OC: Cellkath. I will be posting a ref sheet sort of thing later :3)
Everyone knew that Cellkaths were one of the most dangerous species in the galaxy, and the Soul Catcher Cellkath was no different.
A group of skilled bounty hunters had had enough of the Cellkath messing up their plans and stealing their bounties, so they decided to ambush him at his home: a large space station orbiting the moon of Umaar.
However, little did they know, the hunters would soon become the hunted.
The ship docked with the space station, a loud click echoing inside both vessels.
“Alright, this is the home of that monster, it’s time to put him down for good, and whatever you do, don’t let him touch you.” The lead hunter said, giving his men a speech before they went in to kill the Cellkath.
The airlock opened and the group of 6 hunters slowly stepped through, into the Cellkath’s space station.
The hunters decided to split up into two groups of three, their first mistake of many.
One group headed towards the labs, the only lights in the hallways the red emergency lights in the ceiling. The hunters carefully walked forward, making sure their guns were always pointed ahead, so they could take the shot at the first sign of danger.
However, just as they turned the corner down another hall, the hunter in the back suddenly screamed out.
Alarmed, the other two turned around and saw him being dragged across the floor, backwards, by bright, glowing blue tendrils.
They turned the corner and found the hunter on the floor, the deadly Cellkath towering over him.
The Cellkath was huge, standing at about 8 feet compared to the hunters who were about 6 feet tall, he was an absolute monster.
The Cellkath wore silver and gold armor that covered his upper torso and around his wide waist and hips. Hanging from his waist armor was a large white cloth that ended a little past his knees, it was adorned with gold detailing.
His face was completely obscured by a skull-like mask, with piercing yellow eyes. Two curled horns protruded from the sides of his head.
His bare arms and legs showed his black and blue skin, with the blue parts glowing brightly in the darkness.
Cradled by the armor of his upper torso and waist, was a decently rounded belly, the exposed skin glowing just like his blue hands and feet.
The Cellkath currently had the Hunter he had grabbed locked in his grip, one of the Cellkath’s massive thighs keeping the Hunter from being able to get up.
“Stop right there, Cellkath,” one of the hunters said threateningly, raising his gun at the massive humanoid.
“I wouldn’t if I were you..” the Cellkath said coolly, his voice digitized into a creepy growl by his mask.
He pushed down harder with his thigh and the hunter under him let out a groan.
“Let him go, or I shoot,” the Hunter in front said.
Slowly, the Cellkath raised his hands in the air, as a sign of surrender.
However, he had another plan. Suddenly, the Cellkath’s belly shifted, and large tendrils extended from it, reaching towards the hunters and grabbing their guns, crushing the weapons like small twigs.
Staring in shock, the hunters not trapped by the Cellkath couldn’t react fast enough, as just as swiftly as the tendrils had grabbed the guns, the Cellkath stood up and his ‘belly tendrils’ grabbed the incapacitated Hunter that was on the floor.
“Hope you enjoy tight spaces,” the Cellkath said in his silky voice. He leaned back and, with his belly tendrils lifted the Hunter high into the air.
Holding the helpless Hunter above his belly, a mouth-like opening suddenly appeared, and the Cellkath dropped the Hunter.
The Hunter slid smoothly into the belly mouth, and the Cellkath sighed as it closed around the helpless man.
In order to accommodate the new object now inside his belly, the Cellkath’s stomach distended itself, rounding out into an even larger sphere.
Relishing in the full feeling, the Cellkath stretched, pushing his big belly outward towards the other hunters.
In this stretched position, the Cellkath shook himself side to side, causing his round belly to wobble back and forth, making a sloshing sound as the Hunter was knocked around inside.
“Enjoy the view while you can, soon enough the rest of you will be sharing this space with your little friend here.” The Cellkath said once again in somewhat of a teasing tone.
The other two hunters turned to run, but before they could do anything, the Cellkath’s tendrils already had hold of them.
Gasping in fear, the two hunters stared at the Cellkath as he held them in the air in front of him with his belly tendrils.
Just as suddenly as it had happened before, the Cellkath leaned back once again, and his belly opened. He tossed one of the hunters in, letting the last one watch in horror as the stretchy, glowing blue flesh closed over another victim.
The Cellkath’s belly expanded again, growing to the point where it began to clearly strain against his armor.
“The rest of my team will find you, and when they do you’ll be dead… you glutton!” The third hunter said. Out of anger and extreme fear.
“They won’t know what hit them, besides, I’ll probably just save them for later.” Cellkath replied.
Suddenly, the Cellkath’s distended stomach gave a loud grumble, causing both of them to look down at it.
Cellkath stroked his belly with both hands and breathed in a pleased sigh.
He gave it a pat with his left hand, causing it to jiggle and gurgle even more.
“I think my belly likes your friends,” Cellkath said to the third Hunter.
The Hunter stayed quiet, quaking in fear while wondering what the big alien might do next.
Cellkath walked down the hallway, his heavy steps echoing down the long corridor, accompanied by loud gurgles and sloshing sounds from his round belly.
Still holding onto the Hunter, Cellkath entered another room. This one was larger, and the other three hunters were standing in the center.
As soon as they heard Cellkath enter they turned and aimed their guns at him, but their weapons were immediately crushed by Cellkath’s belly tendrils.
“See this?” Cellkath said, putting a hand on his massive gut, “this friend of yours is going to end up in there with the other two if you all don’t leave immediately.”
“How do we know you won’t just eat him anyway?” One of the hunters replied.
“You know what?” Cellkath said, glancing down at his belly, “I think I have a little more room in there now.”
Just like the first two times, Cellkath leaned back, and dramatically dropped the third hunter into his belly, the mouth closing behind.
Now that three of the hunters were inside his stomach, Cellkath’s belly expanded even more than what would probably be considered normal, at least for a human anyway.
Feeling like his stomach was restrained by the armor, Cellkath took off the armor on his upper torso and waist, allowing his belly to extend out as much as it needed too.
Taking off the armor revealed his bare chest, and the tight shorts he wore under his waist armor.
Cellkath stroked his now massive belly and when he saw the remaining three hunters staring at him he reached out with a belly tendril and knocked them all out.
“I’ll save those three for my next meal, it’s not like I was going to let them leave anyway,” Cellkath thought to himself.
Cellkath reached over to a button on the wall and pressed it, deactivating the artificial gravity.
Cellkath floated up into the center of the room and turned onto his back, both hands stroking and massaging his round belly.
He looked down at his stomach and said, “I hope you learned your lesson, no one ever crosses me and lives to tell about it.”
He then gave his gut a good shake, gripping it from both sides, causing him to lean back and let out a deep burp that echoed throughout the dark hallways of his space station.
The End
Everyone knew that Cellkaths were one of the most dangerous species in the galaxy, and the Soul Catcher Cellkath was no different.
A group of skilled bounty hunters had had enough of the Cellkath messing up their plans and stealing their bounties, so they decided to ambush him at his home: a large space station orbiting the moon of Umaar.
However, little did they know, the hunters would soon become the hunted.
The ship docked with the space station, a loud click echoing inside both vessels.
“Alright, this is the home of that monster, it’s time to put him down for good, and whatever you do, don’t let him touch you.” The lead hunter said, giving his men a speech before they went in to kill the Cellkath.
The airlock opened and the group of 6 hunters slowly stepped through, into the Cellkath’s space station.
The hunters decided to split up into two groups of three, their first mistake of many.
One group headed towards the labs, the only lights in the hallways the red emergency lights in the ceiling. The hunters carefully walked forward, making sure their guns were always pointed ahead, so they could take the shot at the first sign of danger.
However, just as they turned the corner down another hall, the hunter in the back suddenly screamed out.
Alarmed, the other two turned around and saw him being dragged across the floor, backwards, by bright, glowing blue tendrils.
They turned the corner and found the hunter on the floor, the deadly Cellkath towering over him.
The Cellkath was huge, standing at about 8 feet compared to the hunters who were about 6 feet tall, he was an absolute monster.
The Cellkath wore silver and gold armor that covered his upper torso and around his wide waist and hips. Hanging from his waist armor was a large white cloth that ended a little past his knees, it was adorned with gold detailing.
His face was completely obscured by a skull-like mask, with piercing yellow eyes. Two curled horns protruded from the sides of his head.
His bare arms and legs showed his black and blue skin, with the blue parts glowing brightly in the darkness.
Cradled by the armor of his upper torso and waist, was a decently rounded belly, the exposed skin glowing just like his blue hands and feet.
The Cellkath currently had the Hunter he had grabbed locked in his grip, one of the Cellkath’s massive thighs keeping the Hunter from being able to get up.
“Stop right there, Cellkath,” one of the hunters said threateningly, raising his gun at the massive humanoid.
“I wouldn’t if I were you..” the Cellkath said coolly, his voice digitized into a creepy growl by his mask.
He pushed down harder with his thigh and the hunter under him let out a groan.
“Let him go, or I shoot,” the Hunter in front said.
Slowly, the Cellkath raised his hands in the air, as a sign of surrender.
However, he had another plan. Suddenly, the Cellkath’s belly shifted, and large tendrils extended from it, reaching towards the hunters and grabbing their guns, crushing the weapons like small twigs.
Staring in shock, the hunters not trapped by the Cellkath couldn’t react fast enough, as just as swiftly as the tendrils had grabbed the guns, the Cellkath stood up and his ‘belly tendrils’ grabbed the incapacitated Hunter that was on the floor.
“Hope you enjoy tight spaces,” the Cellkath said in his silky voice. He leaned back and, with his belly tendrils lifted the Hunter high into the air.
Holding the helpless Hunter above his belly, a mouth-like opening suddenly appeared, and the Cellkath dropped the Hunter.
The Hunter slid smoothly into the belly mouth, and the Cellkath sighed as it closed around the helpless man.
In order to accommodate the new object now inside his belly, the Cellkath’s stomach distended itself, rounding out into an even larger sphere.
Relishing in the full feeling, the Cellkath stretched, pushing his big belly outward towards the other hunters.
In this stretched position, the Cellkath shook himself side to side, causing his round belly to wobble back and forth, making a sloshing sound as the Hunter was knocked around inside.
“Enjoy the view while you can, soon enough the rest of you will be sharing this space with your little friend here.” The Cellkath said once again in somewhat of a teasing tone.
The other two hunters turned to run, but before they could do anything, the Cellkath’s tendrils already had hold of them.
Gasping in fear, the two hunters stared at the Cellkath as he held them in the air in front of him with his belly tendrils.
Just as suddenly as it had happened before, the Cellkath leaned back once again, and his belly opened. He tossed one of the hunters in, letting the last one watch in horror as the stretchy, glowing blue flesh closed over another victim.
The Cellkath’s belly expanded again, growing to the point where it began to clearly strain against his armor.
“The rest of my team will find you, and when they do you’ll be dead… you glutton!” The third hunter said. Out of anger and extreme fear.
“They won’t know what hit them, besides, I’ll probably just save them for later.” Cellkath replied.
Suddenly, the Cellkath’s distended stomach gave a loud grumble, causing both of them to look down at it.
Cellkath stroked his belly with both hands and breathed in a pleased sigh.
He gave it a pat with his left hand, causing it to jiggle and gurgle even more.
“I think my belly likes your friends,” Cellkath said to the third Hunter.
The Hunter stayed quiet, quaking in fear while wondering what the big alien might do next.
Cellkath walked down the hallway, his heavy steps echoing down the long corridor, accompanied by loud gurgles and sloshing sounds from his round belly.
Still holding onto the Hunter, Cellkath entered another room. This one was larger, and the other three hunters were standing in the center.
As soon as they heard Cellkath enter they turned and aimed their guns at him, but their weapons were immediately crushed by Cellkath’s belly tendrils.
“See this?” Cellkath said, putting a hand on his massive gut, “this friend of yours is going to end up in there with the other two if you all don’t leave immediately.”
“How do we know you won’t just eat him anyway?” One of the hunters replied.
“You know what?” Cellkath said, glancing down at his belly, “I think I have a little more room in there now.”
Just like the first two times, Cellkath leaned back, and dramatically dropped the third hunter into his belly, the mouth closing behind.
Now that three of the hunters were inside his stomach, Cellkath’s belly expanded even more than what would probably be considered normal, at least for a human anyway.
Feeling like his stomach was restrained by the armor, Cellkath took off the armor on his upper torso and waist, allowing his belly to extend out as much as it needed too.
Taking off the armor revealed his bare chest, and the tight shorts he wore under his waist armor.
Cellkath stroked his now massive belly and when he saw the remaining three hunters staring at him he reached out with a belly tendril and knocked them all out.
“I’ll save those three for my next meal, it’s not like I was going to let them leave anyway,” Cellkath thought to himself.
Cellkath reached over to a button on the wall and pressed it, deactivating the artificial gravity.
Cellkath floated up into the center of the room and turned onto his back, both hands stroking and massaging his round belly.
He looked down at his stomach and said, “I hope you learned your lesson, no one ever crosses me and lives to tell about it.”
He then gave his gut a good shake, gripping it from both sides, causing him to lean back and let out a deep burp that echoed throughout the dark hallways of his space station.
The End
Category Artwork (Digital) / Vore
Species Alien (Other)
Gender Male
Size 2048 x 1536px
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