Sunwalker's Meal
#1 of Tauren Vore Stories
Young Ituha Suntalon sat and rest under the shade of one of the Northern Barrens many mountains, sighing heavily as she lay down underneath a rugged outcropping as best she could to rest. Her stomach growled, however, protesting to the lack of contents within. She sighed again, rolling her eyes as she once again lay up, groaning at how unfortunately minute her lay had been.
Her stomach growled again, giving her some more insensitive to find a meal. Anything would do, really, but something live and wriggling would be even better. Unless it was, say, a lion. Claws were not a nice feeling inside the gut.
She then, much to her surprise, spotted a young Kaldorei huntress. An Alliance Night Elf... She chuckled to herself. It seemed dinner was, unwittingly, heading her direction. Though she then noticed just what the huntress was doing... Aiming her bow right at the sunwalker's skull.
Ituha smirked, raising her warhammer, and charging forward, An'she's light swirling about her. She didn't intend to kill her meal, however, just disarm the unlucky elf and stun her long enough to devour. Though the Night Elf's nimble nature would be a challenge her enough. Her heavy plate and hefty weapon were slower and clumsy than the lithe elven form was with just a bow and leather.
Though it took several swings to finally connect her hammer with the skull of her meal, knocking her off balance, and leaving her open to another strike. Though after, the sunwalker decided to kick her opponent to the ground.
The elf, quite simply, fell back to the ground, dazed and confused. She was then picked up the the tauren woman's large hands. Hanging by the scruff of the neck, the Night Elf hung without any real sense to her, which was good enough for Ituha, who's stomach growled again impatiently, demanding the elf simply be eaten.
So, the tauren complied with her hunger's demands, forcefully stripping off the elf with only two strong pulls of her muscular arms. The leather armour tore in two instantly, leaving the Kaldorei struggling and squealing in protest, believing she was about to be raped.
How wrong she was...
Ituha licked her lips and opened her mouth just enough to slip the Night Elf's head inside, clamping down around it forcefully.
Her meal already had begun to squirm and thrash in panic, screaming in terror. Her arms gripped the tauren's head, forcefully pushing away in hopes of freeing herself from the hungry tauren's grip. Yet it became clear to her as she was forced deeper that her efforts were for naught... She would be the sunwalkers afternoon snack, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Ituha groaned happily as she slowly forced the elf further deeper inside her hungering mouth, swallowing harshly to get her meal down. The elf whimpered in response, sliding head first into the sunwalker's slick throat, which pulled her deeper quickly. Her escape was now impossible, to be sure, and she could feel herself sliding deeper and deeper more with every passing second.
Only moments after, Ituha felt her belly bulging with its new inhabitant, straining the plate and chain armour on top of it. She watched as the Night Elf's slender legs tilted up with each gulp, and eventually slide into her hungering mouth too. Then the feel slid inside her mouth. Ituha gulped again eagerly, feeling the naked elf fill her belly completely. She burped, chuckling to herself childishly, and returned to the nearby shade, stripping her own armour off for comfort, and lying down happily on a softer patch of grass, rubbing her churning belly.
She almost looked pregnant, aside from the terrified sounds of the melting elf within, digesting in the warm confounds of the stretching tauren belly. And not long after, still, the tauren let out another belch, falling asleep soundly beneath the blistering Barrens sky.