The pitcher plant belches up a skull, hair still barely clinging to it, and starts to move around. The sunlight provided the energy for digestion, but now it must lurk in the shadows to stalk its next meal. Its tail and extremities are visibly engorged, storing nutrients until the next meal comes along.

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Phewh, this was definitely a complex sequence to work on, but I'm satisfied with how it turned out! That's it for the 'ol backlog, so if you hear from me again it'll be when I'm back into drawing vore. Check out my Twitter if you'd be interested in some intermittent greyscale gore posting.

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