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Caso snarled deeply; tail flicking behind looking at the tail that flailed around between his lips, smacking against his face a few times. He bit down a little in irritation causing the owner to yelp in shock. A toss of his head and the tail down was sucked downwards, his tight throat gripping it with each pulsing gulp. He growled deeply staggering a little, a hand rubbing over his stomach. His occupant finally settling in his gut, the last of his tail piling in. Such an odd creature this being was. Resembling that of a human but with a reptilian legs and tail, and…. Fur to go with it? He could have sworn it had horns and wings as well.
Such an odd thing, yet so delicious. He huffed, closing is eyes, feeling his meal struggle now, hands pressing out, stretching his skin. He growled, a smile appearing on his lips, tilting his head back. Bathing in the glow after such a filling meal, with the look of satisfaction. He always loved it when they wiggled. Another poor soul who tried to cut though a deathclaw’s territory. He wouldn’t have minded them being a demi himself, if it wasn’t for his mate and soon to hatch clutch that lied behind him. Both waiting for his return. Opening his eyes, he looked down to his pipboy to see how much time has passed since the first sight of the intruder.
“1500” He mutters, closing his eyes again. Two hours passed since he took care of the intruder; she must be worried. Caso can hear the cries of his meal coming from under the flesh; he cared not for the creature. Even if they didn’t mean any harm to him and his family, yet he was hungry. Survival of the fittest in this barren wasteland. Most of the food he finds went to his family. Starved for a week now, this new meal was a god send to the deathclaw. Caso smirked, tossing his head back again, taking in a sharp breath. He bellowed a deep roar, singing triumphantly over the ‘kill’ he took down. The roar echoed through the air, bouncing off the ruined building nearby and the rocky hills that surrounded them. His voice muted the cries in his gut, the struggling growing rather desperate. The sensation in having such control over his meal, always satisfying to the deathclaw. The last of his air escaped his lungs, bringing his roar to an end. He breaths sharply, filling his lungs with the dusty air.
Satisfied and full he walked over to the hill side, flopping down against it. Rolling just enough to squish his gut, using it as a makeshift pillow. His meal fighting again, his despite cries going unanswered still. Caso growled, pushing on his stomach where the head was, laying his arm over the top of it to smother the boy into the stomach walls. Slowly the deathclaw drifted off to a peaceful sleep, listening to the sounds of the wasteland and the gurgling of his gut. As distant roar coming from behind him, an answer from his mate. A smile spread over his face with some drool dripping down the corner of his mouth. The lingering taste still upon his lips, licking once just for a reminder. He wished he had another, alas; he needed the energy and wasn’t even sure if he’ll be fed this well in the coming weeks. Using his arm as a pillow, he drifted off to sleep as his stomach got to work. Churning and grinding the meal around and around, the pulsing crushing walls working over his body. A little burp escaped Caso’s lips in his sleep, his new meal still being churned around and around.
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Hours came and went, by sunset his stomach was back to normal, the contents empty except for the pieces of cloth he kept spitting out. A glove, then a wrist band, a tail band? It was odd for someone to use this cloth for armor; when it did little to save them, then again it survived his gut somehow. Looking at the article of clothing before him. He smiled licking his lips, the linger taste still there. Perhaps he’ll keep them as trophies, rather than leaving them behind like past items he had received from meals before. Spitting up another glove, Caso rose from his spot, picking the clothing off the dusty ground and pocketing them. He headed back to his home, with a bit of a detour to make sure there wasn’t any other tasty morsels running in his territory.
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Oh look guys! It's Caso! You havnt seem him in a while, looks like he caught a meal~
Commission for DrakeX
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Posted by Kiala_Tiagra 11 years ago Report
those belly bulge.....
Posted by Wolfy 11 years ago Report
He was a filly meal C:
Posted by dragonkingdc 11 years ago Report
awesome
Posted by Wolfy 11 years ago Report
(ღ˘⌣˘ღ)
Posted by Hariken 11 years ago Report
Oh my God, this is amazing! I missed Caso; he's awesome.
Posted by Wolfy 11 years ago Report
Caso been feeling neglected since I started drawing Sliver again XD
Posted by Hariken 11 years ago Report
Draw moar Caso! xD
Posted by Topazert 11 years ago Report
Just another day in the wastes as a family man Caso.
Posted by charemthecharmeleon 11 years ago Report
Yum~ ^^
Posted by Readasaur 11 years ago Report
Not only was this a fantastic sequence, but the narration was top-notch! XD
Thank you so much for sharing this with us!
Posted by eatmeplease 11 years ago Report
Oh yay! I love Caso, was wondering when you were going to do more of him!
Posted by Mason 11 years ago Report
Why does vore have to have death.....usually in my rp's i just have em absorbed for nutrients and then let out later.....not involving scat mind you
Posted by Silverback21 11 years ago Report
Well, we must keep in mind that this was a commission. The commissioner was probably going for that post-Armageddon deal, survival of the fittest and what not.
But yeah, I like you're type of vore myself. Vore em, painlessly digest them and get the nutrients, then reform them back. ^..^
Posted by Mason 11 years ago Report
Its nicer ^^ and comfy, and fun
Less pain yah know?
Posted by Silverback21 11 years ago Report
Well, not necessarily. Some fatal vore's are painless.
I've read stories and descriptions of predators people have created, who resent having to kill other sentient beings in order to survive, and so have adapted their stomach acids so that it numbs the prey instead of burns, and also acts as a sedative to make them fall asleep quickly.
There is even one called a sylphoid that lives off of the souls of the ones it devours and will create an alternate reality for that preys conscious soul for as long as the sylphoid lives. The good ones take every dream and happy memory the person/animal had and create a world for them based on that. The bad ones take every bad memory and fear and make it a reality for them. And the neutral ones (feral) basically replay the preys life on a loop. When the predator dies all the souls are released and the large discharge of energy creates and new sylphoid. Here's a link to the person who created them: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/12099495/
But yeah, I still prefer the non-fatal stuff as long as it's available. Here's a link to my FA gallery in case you'd like to see some of my vore pics. Still haven't figured out how to post them here. X3
Posted by Mason 11 years ago Report
Nuuuuu i dont have a FA account! But neat idea
Odd but neat
I sometimes like to go with the idea that nitro titan had, you get absorbed, your in their mind and basically have a little world for yourself (or others) that the eater makes up
Otherwise i just make it so you either become a part of them ie CTF cock transformation, or bigger boobs or booty, and you kinda just are them just cant control them....like krieg from borderlands, only your not some inner voice, just a guest if you will ^^ fun part if you feel anything the pred feels ^^ so it can be fun
Posted by Silverback21 11 years ago Report
Here, this link might work: http://d.facdn.net/art/cunningfox/1384816607.cunningfox_newsylphsheet.png
Posted by Softkitty 9 years ago Report
I miss caso more than you will ever know Wolfy. He has seen me though some good times, and bad times, both story related, and real life. Great character, sadly just never see him anymore. Is that because so many people want nonstop fallout rps? lol. Let's do one where he is the manager of a ChuckyCheese! Ballpit for the win! *tail pokes out... submarine style!*