Deervourer!

Story by VTFur on SoFurry

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Being made of goo has its advantages, especially when you want to fool around with a different body type! The holidays have rolled around, and Devourer decides to have some fun by taking on a more 'festive' form for the holidays! Doesn't make him any less hungry or dangerous though! Just a fun little vore story I wrote based on

@devourerita

super cute holiday icon! https://sofurry.com/s/m0KxwYqe


It was the holiday season, and the night was snowy and chilly. Devourer wasn’t particularly a fan of the cold, but it had to be extremely cold before it became a problem for him. The snow crunched beneath his red hooves as he moved around the outskirts of the holiday festival he had stumbled upon. One advantage of being a creature of goo, is that you weren’t restricted to one form. Naturally Devourer preferred his dragon form, but seeing as how it was the holidays, he thought he might try something a little more ‘festive’ for fun. The breath from his nostrils steamed, and his red antlers glinted in the moonlight. He had taken the form of a hulking reindeer, his normally undulating gooey flesh had stilled, and taken on the appearance and texture of purple fur. As he closed on the festival, he noticed an enclosure of reindeer off to the side near some trees, somewhat separated from the festival. He observed people occasionally going over to pet and take selfies of themselves with the reindeer. “Perfect!” Devourer said to himself, and made his way to the enclosure. He easily hopped over the fence, and eyed the other reindeer in the enclosure, somewhat hungrily, as they warily eyed him back. Compared to the other reindeer in the enclosure, he was quite a bit larger. Devourer made his way to the shadows beneath the trees on one side of the enclosure, and waited. As the evening went by, less and less people came over to see the reindeer. The other reindeer kept well to the other side of the enclosure away from Devourer. Well the reindeer would have made a more than suitable meal, Devourer had other prey in mind. He simply had to wait for the best time to strike, and it appeared the moment had come. As he watched from the shadows, his red eyes gleaming, he observed an obviously drunk man stumble towards the reindeer enclosure. He was bellowing Christmas carols at the top of his lungs, and the racket he was making spooked the other reindeer, causing them to move away from him. Devourer however, emerged from the shadows and moved to stand near the fence. His still forked tongue licked across his thick lips hungrily. The drunk man tried to coax the other reindeer closer to the fence, but they would have nothing to do with him, still spooked from all the noise he had been making. Finally, the drunken man noticed Devourer waiting patiently. “Holy shit! Look at the size of you!” the man exclaimed, and staggered his way down the fence to where Devourer stood. Devourer resisted the urge to smirk, and kept a neutral look on his face as the man approached. A small string of drool escaped from the corner of his jaws as the man stopped in front of him. “Damn, you are huge!” the man exclaimed, still amazed at Devourer’s size. “C’mere buddy, I want to take a picture with you!” the man said, fumbling his phone out of his pocket. Devourer however, remained a short distance back from the fence waiting. The man made a flustered noise, and as Devourer suspected he would do, began climbing up and over the fence. When alcohol was involved, what normally might be considered a bad idea seemed to be a good one. The man struggled up the fence, then flipped over the side and landed on the ground with a grunt. Devourer snorted, and somehow managed not to break out laughing. The ruse would have been over if he had. The man finally climbed unsteadily back to his feet, and stumbled towards him. Devourer began slowly backing towards the shadows beneath the trees, luring the man to follow him. “C’mon, don’t be shy! Just a quick pic!” the man slurred, and continued following Devourer into the shadows. Devourer finally stopped, and the man approached, fumbling with his phone again. The shadows concealed them from sight. “Awfully dark here, good thing there’s a flash on my phone!” the man muttered as he moved to stand next to the massive reindeer. Devourer leaned his head down and gave the man’s neck a playful lick, causing them to giggle. The man reached over and patted the side of Devourer’s neck, but was a bit too drunk to notice the unusual feeling texture of his fur. “All right, get in here, this is gonna be a great pic!” the man said excitedly as he held his phone up. Realizing he had the other camera open, he held the phone close to his face to scrutinize the screen as he tried to figure out how to set up the selfie camera. He made a sound of triumph when he switched to the correct camera. His brow furrowed as on the screen he could see Devourer’s jaws opening impossibly wide behind him before suddenly clamping down over his head. The flash of the camera went off as the man involuntarily took a picture before dropping it in the snow at his feet. His cries of surprise were muffled as Devourer pushed his head down, his lips stretching to engulf the man’s shoulders, as he forced them to their knees. The man’s arms flailed as Devourer’s mouth slipped further down, pinning their arms to their sides. The man gave another muffled yell, his head already well down Devourer’s throat, its slick surfaces rippled with each swallow, dragging the man further in. Devourer had engulfed the man to his waist in his jaws, his long thick tongue snaked out, and slipped between the man’s legs before curling up over his crotch. Devourer lifted his head, the man’s legs began kicking as Devourer used his tongue to drag the man into his jaws even further. Tilting his head all the way back, Devourer let gravity help his struggling meal slide further, his tongue wrapping around the man’s thighs to help guide the kicking legs into his mouth. With only a few more swallows, and a final gulp, the man was gone. Devourer’s stomach bulged with his struggling prey, and he belched loudly, causing a steaming cloud to drift away from his mouth in the cold air. He glanced down, his attention attracted by the man’s glowing phone screen. On the screen was the last picture he had taken, a picture of Devourer’s jaws closing over the man’s head. “Can’t have that getting around!” Devourer muttered, and brought his hoof down firmly on the phone, causing a small shower of sparks as he crushed it. He glanced at the other deer in the pen, they were huddled together at the opposite side, all staring at him fearfully. He smirked and chuckled at them, then headed back to where he had come in, hopping back over the fence and heading towards the woods. Once in the seclusion of the woods he lay down, and rolled to his side. He brought a hoofed foreleg to his stomach, the hoof shifting back into his usual clawed hand as he massaged his gurgling belly. He sighed and closed his eyes. A quick nap while he digested before moving on. The next morning, the man in charge of looking after the reindeer picked up a smashed cellphone from the ground, puzzling over it. Somebody must have dropped it and it got stepped on by one of the reindeer he thought to himself. He then noticed the larger than usual reindeer tracks, much larger than any of the reindeer here could have made. Curious, he began to follow them. They led to the back of the enclosure, then continued beyond the fence. Intrigued, the man continued following them into the woods nearby. He was an experienced tracker, and recognized where the reindeer had bedded down before moving on. He followed the tracks a little further, but his eyes widened with fear as the tracks began to change from hooves to large clawed feet. Despite his instincts screaming at him to run, he followed them a little further. Next to a bush a little further away was a pile of slime covered bones. The man clapped a hand over his mouth to stifle a yell, then his eyes widened further when he noticed they were steaming in the cold air. They had just recently been left there. A branch snapped loudly nearby, and he immediately turned and ran. Devourer chuckled to himself from the shadows as he watched the man flee. He could have easily chased him down and had him for breakfast if he had so desired, but decided it wasn’t worth the trouble. With a sigh, he turned and headed deeper into the woods, back towards his home.