The Hunt (Part 1)
CONTAINS VORE. ENJOY AT YOUR OWN RISK.
(If you are not okay with vore, I suggest you don't read and please don't whine about it in the comments.)
COVER ART BY: RenaAyama.
Will Ivy be top predator, or will be just an average prey?
PART 2 COMING SOON!
I am writing a vore story series. No, I don't have a fetish for vore. I was introduced to Vore Roleplay from a friend. It's obviously more fun than just normal RP. So, I do Vore Roleplays with those who like it! Ha. I won't submit many things about vore, don't worry. I will always submit other content, which is good if you don't like vore.
Read it on Wattpad.com!: https://www.wattpad.com/story/48367.....he-hunt-part-1
MAIN CHARACTER:
Name: Ivy
Age: 2 human years
Gender: Female
Mate: None
Pack: None. Lone wolf.
Pups: None.
I see the small, puny, deer in the distance. I was first to catch it. My stomach rumbled, as if it was telling me that that deer, must be in my stomach. I tried to keep myself from just charging at it. This meal will be perfect.
I know it. I stalk the deer, it can't hear me. Dumb animal... So focused on eating and not being aware of their surroundings. I get closer, but, the deer runs away, for the bushes begin shaking. I back away from the shaking bush, angry that my meal got away.
Before I knew it, another wolf leaped out from the bushes and pinned me down. I squirmed around to get away, but, the wolf was too strong. His mouth is wide open and warm saliva drips from his lips to my face. I just can't move... He opens his mouth wide enough to fit my entire head.
He puts my snout in his mouth and started to pull me further into his mouth. I kick him in the stomach, but, he ignores me. I feel my nose touching the back of his throat. I panic, but, he won't let me go. I go in further, soon, all I can see is darkness. He sits once my chest is his throat.
It's hot inside of him and I hear his heart beating. I try moving my paws, but, all I can feel is his squishy insides, and it's quite hard to move. I feel myself sliding down his throat faster. I am soaking wet in saliva. Only my legs and tail are out.
I kick my hind legs and end up kicking his neck, but, he doesn't stop. I slide further down and hear gurgling and grumbling, the further I enter. I feel my paws be swallowed. My head is in hot liquid and I continue to slide from the throat to this place. I knew it was his stomach.
I am fully in his stomach. The liquid feels like it's boiling and it's burning my skin. I tried and claw the walls of his stomach, but, it's so hard to move. I try moving around, but, it's so tight. I sit down and let myself digest...
TO BE CONTINUED...