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I was really vibing with my newer sona, Pearce! And I thought..."what if I wrote a vore story with him?" So I did. Then I said, "what if I narrated that story?" So...I did!

The full story is below, & the audio is my full narration of that story!

I don't often write full stories here, but I hope you enjoy it! <3

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It’s been a while since you walked home alone so late at night. But you decided to this fine evening. Partially because it is a fine evening. The moon is full, and the stars shine brightly, so it feels less dangerous than most nights. It’s lulled you into a sense of security.

A false sense of security.

Suddenly, you bump into someone. You start as you collide with them. “Sorry!” you say, snapping out of your haze and looking up.

It’s a young man, Pearce, with a strange appearance. On his head is a…hat?...with cute ears and a pair of monstrous eyes. You absentmindedly wonder where he bought it.

But then, you notice the pair of floppy ears on his head, & realize this person isn’t human—& something is very wrong.

Right as you notice this—

—his hand shoots out, clamping over your mouth.

But it’s not a hand. It’s a black paw, with 4 pink claws…

…and a eye upon its palm.

You look down at it in terror. And the eye looks back.

There’s something relaxing about the gaze of the eye, & you relax instantly.

“That’s it,” the young man says. But you don’t look up at him. You’re too busy looking at the eye. The calming, soothing eye.

Then, a word escapes the young man’s lips.

“Eat, prey.”

The word penetrates all your defenses as soon as he utters it, & as you continue gazing into the eye, you realize…that sounds like a good idea. Granted, you just had dinner, but you’re still hungry, right? You could eat more.

Then, another order:

“Eat until you’ve gorged yourself.”

You don’t remember what happens after that. Only brief flashes. Going from one restaurant to another, eating everything you possibly can with rigorous abandon. Your stomach, expanding out of you, first as small lump of fat against your flat chest, then growing larger, into a large, jiggling gut that sways whenever you move. Your belly grows, your thighs thicken, your chest softens into a pool of fat boobs. And all the while the gaze of the eye keeps you calm & silent.

Finally, after a long while, the gaze of the eye goes away. And you become aware again.

You…don’t look like you did before. Oh, not at all. Looking down at yourself, you’re as round as a ball, every inch of your body covered with fat, so much fat that you’ve become a plump sphere of adipose. And you don’t just look like a ball. You’re being rolled along the ground like one too. But by who…?

You look around, trying to see who’s moving you. And you see…

…the young man from before—Pearce.

But something’s different. Before, there was an air of polite indifference when he bumped into you. Now that you’ve fattened up, he looks excited, almost like he’s drooling. Drooling over you.

He meets your eyes. Then, he beams. “Back with me? Good. Good, prey.”

A word escapes your dry lips. “Prey…?”

He smirks. “Oh yes,” he says as he continues rolling you along. “As soon as I saw you, I knew you’d fatten up nicely. It was only a matter of making you more…willing to do what I asked.”

“What did you do to me?!”

“Oh hush, hush,” he says with a low chuckle. “Just a bit of hypnosis. It worked well. You’re plump. Very plump.”

“Where are you taking me?!”

“No need to ask that when we’re here.”

You look up…

…& see that you’re the back alley of an abandoned street.

“Huh. Why…here…?”

“Oh, silly human. So no one will notice when I devour you, of course.”

You start, & look at Pearce. He grins at you.

Then, he grabs you with his black paw, & somehow hoists you above his head—how can he hold your enormous weight? But you don’t have time to wonder, because then, his mouth opens wide, wider, impossibly wide.

With that, Pearce shoves you in his mouth, & begins to swallow you whole.

“Wha—What the hell?!”

But your cries of protest don’t get far, as your head gets jammed into his gullet. “What the hell?!”

You begin to scream. But he ignores it. In fact, it seems to make him swallow you even more eagerly.

More & more of you goes past his lips. You feel him slurp up your chest, stopping to enjoy the fat boobs upon it, then your stomach, where he thoroughly enjoys your jiggling stomach. Finally, those juicy thighs make it into his mouth as Pearce moans in delicious pleasure. And then—

—you’re all swallowed down.

Your body reaches his stomach, a dark, damp prison.

You continue screaming. But Pearce only smiles, rubbing his belly to feel you inside.

“How delicious,” he says. “Fattened up prey truly is the best. And you might be the fattest prey I’ve ever eaten!” Pearce tuts. “Shame you’ll make me a little fatter once you’re digested, but ah well. It’s worth gaining a little weight if I can have delicious prey.” He chuckles at your screams. “Struggling prey too! That’s right. Keep fighting. It feels quite good when you protest inside of me.~”

You continue to shout & thrash.

Meanwhile, Pearce puts his hands on his stomach so he can feel you moving inside. His front-row seat to prey trying to stay alive.

He smirks, sure to enjoy your struggles until none of you is left.

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