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This art was made by DegenerateException who's userpage I will be linking here.
https://aryion.com/g4/user/DegenerateException

Along with a story for these pictures, made by TheVoreEngineer.
https://aryion.com/g4/user/TheVoreEngineer
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The frigid alpine winds sent chills down Madeline’s spine, as her eyes fluttered open from sleep. Magical walls, evil doppelgangers, and transforming telephones lingered on her mind as she stretched, even her dreams warped by the apparent mysticality of the mountain. The last words stayed on her mind, especially, “It’s time to give up and come home.” The statement, if anything, spurred on a sense of determination to climb the mountain, overcome her own evil self, and prove she could do it. As she groggily looked at the puffs of smoke rising from what remained of her fire, she could hear an all too familiar voice.

“You really aren’t planning on going back down, are you?” the mysterious voice echoed, as Madeline spun around, looking for the source as her heartbeat grew.
“Who said that?” Madeline muttered, slowly turning until a tinge of purple caught her eye, the rest too easy to figure out, the imaginary doppelganger, “Oh, it’s just you.”
“Just me?” Badeline muttered, her eyebrow raised alongside a sly smile as she circled the now calm Madeline, murmurs slipping from her lips as she eyed off her counterpart.
“Of course, you’re a part of me.” Madeline chuckled, stretching as she awoke, watching the snow flutter down through the air, “Just my imagination.”
“Imagination? Are you really that naïve?” Badeline queried, Madeline’s lack of interest in her all the answer she needed, as an insidious smile crept across her face, “let me show you just how real I am…”

Madeline wasn’t interested in responding, choosing to instead take the time to look at the old abandoned site, it’s structure almost identical to the labyrinth she just endured, yet, not. Madeline’s attention was ripped away from such, however, as she felt her puffy jacket be pulled away, her pants and boots not long after. Before Madeline could even turn around to see, the last garments across her body were snatched away, leaving her stark naked against the icy gusts, turning around to see the perpetrator. To Madeline’s confusion, where she had expected one, there were three, all entirely the same, herself with an eerie purple complexion, all as nude as herself.

“How? You’re just my imagination, right?” Madeline queried as she shivered, confused as she watched the three girls throw her clothing into the snow and giggle, the girl reaching for an answer, only one coming to mind, “Ah, this must just be another dream!”
“Sure, let’s go with that,” Badeline chuckled, motioning her clones towards the freezing Madeline, both quick to lift her off the ground, inserting the girl’s feet slightly within the purple apparition’s ass, Madeline slowly sinking in. “I’ll be the real one soon anyway…”

Madeline was almost dazed, as she found herself disappearing inches at a time, the heat an almost pleasant retreat from the frigid winds. Yet, as she found herself sinking in further, both clones pushing her deeper, one even exploring her body, Madeline couldn’t help but wonder, a confused expression across her face, this was surely a dream, right?
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It was not a dream. Pleasant warmth had warped into unbearable heat, combined with a gripping, painful tightness gnawing at Madeline’s legs. If it were a dream, she would have long awoken. Yet, Madeline found herself continuing to disappear more profoundly into her own reflection’s bowels, fruitless struggling to escape only helping her journey continue faster. The situation escaped Madeline, questions running through her mind as she tried to escape, how did a part of her become real, how could she devour her, and why she wanted to consume her. Madeline couldn’t care all too much about the answers. Instead, she focused on not disappearing into the dank depths she found herself sinking into.

“Please, can’t we talk about this?!” Madeline exclaimed, wriggling and squirming with what force she could, yet the only response she garnered were snickers and chuckles, not even a word. Instead, Madeline felt her world spin, her view of the snowy ground replaced with the night sky. Panicked glances left and right, both clones no longer interested in her, rather the slowly expanding body of their creator. One poked and prodded at the ever-growing belly, Madeline able to feel each protrusion intimately in the tight innards. Madeline observed the other, merely stroking at the original’s ass, smiling as she watched Madeline slip ever deeper.
Looking to the other two, Madeline felt as if she had already lost, they had no interest in her at all, rather enjoying what was happening to her. Madeline wanted to scream and shout, struggle with no bars held, yet every movement seemed to only move her further inside the tight ass, now most of her body trapped, screams inaudible as her mouth slipped into the tight purple hole. For Madeline, the heat was unbearable now, desperate to feel the mountains cold embrace again, yet it wasn’t the worst. The tight constricting innards gripped and pressed against Madeline as if she was being crushed by a slightly off form-fitting boulder. Madeline’s resolve not only to climb the mountain, but just to survive started to wane, only her long mane of hair, eyes, and nose remained free, and even she knew it wouldn’t be long before those too, were claimed.
With one final pull, Madeline could feel herself disappear, a dimly lit world replaced with a dark tunnel, slowly pulling her along, eventually trapped deep within the woman’s stomach. She was entirely entrapped within her alter ego, and after a couple minutes of struggling, Madeline accepted the truth. There was nothing she could so. Madeline couldn’t help but chuckle. In her quest to escape her defeated attitude, Madeline had condemned herself to a final defeat. There was no coming back from, as fatigue took form within her, small half yawns escaping her lips. If this were a dream, at least she’d be warm, and if not, well, it wouldn’t matter much anyway. The woman’s eyes drifted drearily closed, a soft snore escaping Madeline’s lips, soon replaced with silence as her fate now sealed between cheeks.
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Badeline gave a small sigh, the last of her reflection trickling up her ass, as a satisfying pop heralded the completion of her meal. With a little wave, the two copies dissipated, their job now done. Badeline couldn’t help but just enjoy the feeling of the weak, foolish person she was once a part of shifting around inside her. The weight eventually settling, only for Badeline’s belly to rock as the prey within thrashed. Knocks from side to side caused only bemused chuckling from the purple apparition, a spark of resistance finally realized, all too late. Yet even these final struggles were short-lived, each movement weaker than the last, until a pure silence fell across the mountainside, the sizeable pale orb of flesh sitting still, soft gurgles rising from within.
“I was always the more useful one anyway,” Badeline chuckled, already feeling her belly begin to shift and shrink, the soft sounds turning into louder groans and gurgles. What was once a person now long gone churned inside, as the woman felt something change inside. Her existence, which found itself tied with the mountain itself, seemed to fade her now the true Madeline. The sensation was enjoyable for Badeline, yet undoubtedly the physical gains of her usurping were more noticeable and far more intimate. Where once Badeline’s body had been a mirror image of Madeline’s, the woman’s body now found itself far more curvaceous. Thighs now far more pillowy, breasts ballooning out over double their previous size, even her belly was plusher, beyond the last remnants of Madeline residing within.

The feeling of such a body was utterly sublime, yet Badeline knew there was more to do, taking the time to indulge in her new softness as she floated back down the abandoned city at the mountain’s base. Madeline hadn’t had many friends or family to turn towards, but she was sure they’d all like to see just where their Madeline had gone, in person…
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Sorry it took me this long to upload. I might have did something rule breaking here, which I'll admit is my own fault.

But anyway, I'll be seeing y'all later!

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Tinauwu

Posted by Tinauwu 5 months ago Report

Could you perhaps make a version without the bones breaking?