For my vore day picture, I decided to make a follow up to the last picture I posted before the summer, the one called “The Stomach”. This time, her feast has been interrupted by an angry Sonja, and we can see better what’s have been happening to the inhabitants and Sonja’s husband.
Sonja and Wesley belongs to  DrakentheBlack and exists in his fantasy world of Skyvale, please go and have a look at his gallery if you haven’t and read his stories about this place and its perils^^

Please, leave a review and tell me what you think of both story and picture.
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Giantess quarrel

Another tremble shook the basement, causing the supporting pillars to bend and creak even more, threatening to give into the immense pressure above. But just when Wesley thought the basement was about to collapse on them, light shone through the trap door: The giantess had moved!

Suddenly, the air was filled with new sounds, that of heavy footsteps and people screaming. “Fuck it!” Wesley said and pushed a barrel under the destroyed trap door “I need to help Sindra find Lila!” Before his guards could stop him, Wesley was out and beheld the terrible posterior of the dark-skinned giantess. The sides of her fat body hang out on both sides, and her buttocks easily three times as massive as his wife’s. Her hand rose to her mouth and pushed a man inside and promptly swallowed him, cutting off his terrified screams.

Having brain enough not to run in front of her, Wesley ran in the direction she had come from but found mostly ruins which had been emptied. Behind him, the giantess had stopped to dismantle another house, and while she was busy there, he ran up another street, ducking and hiding behind ruined walls and heaps of bricks until he came to another section of the city that wasn’t yet destroyed. He threw open the first door to look inside, finding no one home and hurried over to the next house, finding a family huddling together under their table, but neither Sinda or Lila so he quickly shut the door and carried on.

He knew he probably didn’t look closely enough to discover eventually hidden rooms or cellars in the houses he investigated, but since not every house had people inside, he assumed they had taken shelter somewhere else or in a more secure place. Before long he had caught up with the giantess who was gobbling up another group of nekos and was in the parallel street in front of her, and as he ran, he passed a side street which gave him direct view of a building that was torn open by a giant hand. The mudbricks crumbled under the assault, forcing the people inside out of hiding and nearly gave him a heart attack when he saw Lila was among them. His daughter that he barely had met was about to be scooped up when out of nowhere, Sindra came and pushed her away and was caught along with half a dozen other nekos.

“Mom!” Lila cried on the ground.

“Run, hide!” Sindra yelled back.

Wesley didn’t think, he ran as fast as he could between the buildings, jumped and managed to catch Sindra’s foot and was hoisted up in the air along with her as the giantess lifted them.

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Sonja ran through the desert, the sand felt soft and warm but wasn’t ideal for sprinting as it gave no grip. She had gotten an urgent message that a particular gluttonous giantess named, B’lanah, had been spotted on her way to the settlement Wesley were going to visit. Knowing her husband’s knack of getting into trouble, she wasted no time and left the regional capital on the spot. What took normal people days of travelling through the desert, took only a couple of hours for a giantess like her, and she spotted the other giantess even before she saw the partly ruined settlement ahead. Her tall figure, towering above the tiny houses, and from the look of it, the feast had already started.

Despite being nearly out of breath, Sonja closed the final distance in record time, coming up from behind and saw what was in her hand. She made a jump, not caring for what she might crush when she landed and wrestled the people out of B’lanah’s hand before the fat giantess understood what happened.

Sonja crashed onto her back with a thunderous impact, the ground trembling beneath her massive form, but the nearby houses were spared by sheer luck. Pain shot up her spine, but she quickly refocused as she heard a furious voice above her.

“What the hell!?” roared B’lanah, the other giantess towering over her with a menacing glare. “Those are mine, find your own snack!”

B’lanah swiftly dropped to her knees, her immense weight causing another tremor. From her vantage point, Sonja had an unsettlingly clear view of B’lanah’s enormous, distended belly, which gurgled ominously. B’lanah’s words dripped with anger and hunger, her eyes gleaming as she hungrily eyed the handful of cat girls in Sonja’s grasp.

“No, they are not!” Sonja snapped back, and with one swift motion, she plucked Wesley, her husband, out of the cluster of nekos, along with the terrified cat girl who clung so desperately to him. Her other hand, still holding the remaining nekos, was left vulnerable as she struggled to protect her husband.

B’lanah’s eyes narrowed, seeing her opportunity. “If you’re not going to eat them, I will!” she snarled, launching herself forward. Her large hand shot out like a striking viper, seizing Sonja’s wrist in an iron grip. The nekos in Sonja’s hand screamed in terror, squirming and wriggling in a desperate attempt to escape.

Sonja tried to pull back, but B’lanah’s grip was too strong. With a wicked grin, B’lanah began prying the tiny, helpless cat girls from Sonja’s grasp one by one. Sonja struggled, kicking her legs and twisting her body, trying to shake B’lanah off, but the other giantess was relentless.

“Get off me!” Sonja shouted, frustration and desperation lacing her words. She thrashed on the ground, her body slamming into the buildings on either side, sending chunks of stone and wood flying. The poor inhabitants inside could only cower in fear, praying they wouldn’t be caught in the crossfire of the two battling titans.

B’lanah, grunting with effort, managed to peel three of the nekos free. Her eyes glinted with triumph as she shoved the struggling cat girls into her mouth, her lips closing around them with a wet smack. She tilted her head back, swallowing hard. Sonja watched in dismay as bulges formed in B’lanah’s throat, traveling down until they disappeared into her enormous belly. A low, satisfied moan escaped B’lanah’s lips, her tongue flicking out to catch any remaining traces of her meal.

Sonja’s heart pounded, she had to act fast, or she would lose the rest of the nekos—and Wesley. Rolling to the side, she tried to break B’lanah’s grip, but the other giantess was too strong. Desperate, Sonja glanced around, trying to figure out a way to keep Wesley safe from B’lanah’s voracious appetite. The houses around them were barely holding together, offering no protection, and the open desert beyond the town was no better—it would be like setting them up on a silver platter.

As B’lanah’s hand reached for the remaining nekos, Sonja made a snap decision. Before the other giantess could react, Sonja yanked up her skirt and shoved Wesley, still clutching the terrified cat girl, into her pants. She pushed them into her vagina, feeling them slide deep inside, safe from B’lanah’s grasp.

“What the hell are you doing!?” B’lanah exclaimed, her face twisting in shock and disgust as her hand met nothing but empty air and wetness. A moment later, Sonja’s fist connected with her face, splashing her with a mix of juices.

“Now, this is certainly MY territory, so keep your hands off!” Sonja bellowed, her voice filled with a mix of fury and protectiveness. She scrambled to her feet, her towering form casting a long shadow over the town.

B’lanah, still on her knees, wiped the fluid from her face, her expression quickly shifting from shock to rage. “You’re going to regret that, you blond bimbo!” she snarled, her eyes burning with fury. In a swift motion, she reached down and grabbed a handful of fleeing cat girls from the street, their tiny bodies writhing in her grasp.

Standing to her full height, B’lanah shoved a young cat girl into her mouth, her jaws closing around the poor neko with a sickening slurp. Her lips curled into a sneer as she swallowed, the bulge in her throat briefly visible before it joined the others in her cavernous belly. A disgusting burp followed, the sound echoing off the walls of the town.

“Tell me, blondie, what the fuck is the meaning of this anyway?” B’lanah spat, her voice dripping with contempt. “Who do you think you are, coming here to steal my food?” A glob of drool mixed with the shredded remains of a cat girl’s panties dripped from her lips, landing with a wet splat on her heaving chest. “These nekos are mine! Find your own town if you’re hungry.”

Sonja, chest heaving with anger, clenched her fists. She could feel Wesley wiggling deep inside her, the sensation was familiar and pleasurable, but she pushed the thought aside. “Listen up! You can’t just waltz in and bulldoze an entire town because you’re hungry. Do you even consider the damage you’re causing to these houses?”

B’lanah scoffed, her lips twisting into a sneer as she forced another neko between them. The poor creature’s legs kicked desperately, tail twitching in panic, but there was no escape. B’lanah slurped her in with a loud sucking sound, savoring the neko’s futile struggle. “If people stopped hiding in them, then I wouldn’t have to destroy them to get them out!” she retorted, her voice muffled by the struggling neko in her mouth.

Sonja could barely contain her rage. “You think that’s an excuse?” she shouted, her voice trembling with fury. “What about the people who live here? You’re destroying their homes and the protecting walls, they will be sitting ducks for the desert lizards!”

B’lanah didn’t respond, too busy swallowing another neko. Her throat bobbed as the tiny figure disappeared, leaving only a faint bulge that quickly vanished into her belly. She licked her lips, a satisfied sigh escaping her. “And what’s with shoving people up your pussy?” she added with a mocking laugh. “If you’re that horny, there are plenty of guys—both small and giants—who’d love to crawl up there. You don’t have to steal mine.”

“That guy you were about to eat is my HUSBAND!” Sonja yelled. “And my name is Sonja, the new queen and ruler of Skyvale. It was your king you nearly ate, and I order you to stop eating so much—it isn’t good for you!”

B’lanah’s expression shifted from anger to confusion, and then, for the first time, a hint of insecurity. Sonja, with a growing sense of self-consciousness and dominance, picked one of the remaining cat girls from B’lanah’s palm without taking her eyes of the other giantess. The tiny creature trembled in her grasp and eyes wide with terror. With deliberate slowness, Sonja brought the neko to her lips, giving B’lanah a piercing glare before she opened her mouth and slid the cat girl inside. The tiny neko’s struggles were brief, her form disappearing as Sonja swallowed, feeling the small lump travel down her throat.

“And you should really start thinking about your health too,” Sonja continued, her voice now calmer, more controlled. “Before I came, I heard what people call you. Indulging in feeding frenzies just because you feel bad about yourself isn’t the right thing to do.”

B’lanah’s face twisted with a mixture of emotions—anger, shame, and something akin to regret. For a moment, it seemed like she might lash out again, but instead, she took a step back, her eyes narrowing as she tried to process Sonja’s words. The town lay in ruins around them, the silence broken only by the distant cries of terrified inhabitants and the faint rumble of B’lanah’s overstuffed belly.
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“We’re going to die, we’re going to die!” Sindra’s voice was a trembling whisper, her panic rising as the walls around them pulsed with the rhythmic contractions of Sonja’s body. The tight, warm space pressed in on them from all sides, the slick flesh glistening in the dim light that seeped through Sonja’s clothing.

Sindra clung to Wesley, her small frame trembling with fear. In the chaos of their forced entrance into Sonja’s pussy, Sindra’s shirt had been torn, the delicate fabric slipping off her shoulders. Her soft, bare breasts pressed intimately against Wesley’s muscular chest, the warmth of her skin sending electric jolts through his body. Each frantic breath she took caused her body to shudder against him, her nipples brushing against his bare skin, further complicating the already confusing mix of fear and arousal swirling within him.

“Ssshh, it’s going to be alright. We’re safe,” Wesley whispered, though his own voice was tinged with uncertainty. He tried to remain calm for Sindra’s sake, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her closer as he felt her tears dampen his chest. “Sonja’s not going to eat us,” he reassured her, though the thought of being so deeply inside his giantess wife’s body was as strange as it was comforting.

Sindra’s wide, tear-filled eyes looked up at him, her cat-like ears drooping with anxiety. “But what if… what if she forgets we’re here?” she whimpered, her voice barely audible over the wet, squelching sounds of Sonja’s movements. As Sonja shifted, Wesley’s member, already half-hard from the adrenaline and closeness, stiffened further, brushing against Sindra’s bare thighs. The movement caused her to gasp softly, her hips involuntarily pressing closer to his in response.

Wesley’s breath caught in his throat, a primal instinct urging him to respond to the intimate touch of her body against his. He could feel her warmth, the softness of her skin, the subtle pressure of her weight resting on him. Sindra’s tail curled around his leg, tightening reflexively as another wave of anxiety swept through her. Wesley fought to keep his focus, reminding himself that this wasn’t the time for such thoughts.

“Sindra, listen to me,” he said, trying to keep his voice steady despite the racing of his heart. “Sonja is handling things outside. She’ll make sure we’re safe, and as soon as she’s dealt with that other giantess, she’ll get us out of here. We just have to wait.”

“But what about Lila?” Sindra asked, her voice barely above a whisper as she buried her face in the crook of his neck, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine.

Wesley’s hand gently stroked her back, trying to soothe her fears, though he could feel his own doubts gnawing at the edges of his mind. “Lila will be fine too,” he murmured, trying to convince himself as much as her. “Sonja will make sure of it.”

As the minutes dragged on, the close quarters and the overwhelming intimacy of their situation began to take its toll on Wesley’s self-control. Every subtle movement of Sindra’s body seemed to amplify the tension between them, her thighs pressing down on his erection. Wesley’s breathing grew heavier, and he could tell that Sindra was acutely aware of his reaction.

Their faces were mere inches apart, the confined space leaving little room to maneuver. The scent of her fear mixed with the faint, musky aroma of Sonja’s body heat, creating an intoxicating cocktail that clouded Wesley’s thoughts. He could feel Sindra’s warm breath on his lips, her trembling fingers clutching his shoulders, and then he couldn’t help himself anymore. A sudden movement from Sonja’s side was all the excuse he needed to slip his cock into Sindra’s pussy, and the neko welcomed it with a moan.

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It was late evening by the time they finally emerged from the suffocating darkness, back in the regional capital. Sonja had left the settlement after her confrontation with B’lanah and returned to the regional capital right afterwards to get help for the survivors.

Wesley, still a bit disoriented from the experience, sat on the edge of a large stone fountain in the town square after he and the cat girl had gotten a shower. Sonja, now towering over the townsfolk, was organizing a rescue party to search for Lila and any other survivors before the desert lizards came. Right after releasing them, Sonja had been introduced to Sindra and learned the story of she and Wesley had been former slaves for the same master, and about the unexpectedly child that came out of this. And while not minding Wesley having a child (the poor guy didn’t even know this until today), Sonja suddenly found herself wondering whether Lila was still alive back in the settlement or if was eaten by B’lanah or herself by accident when she picked up one for herself. Though she didn’t voice this loud to her husband or the neko mother.

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