There were plenty of possible ends to a thief’s career, Tanya knew. The long arm of the City Watch. Security spells or guards which were just a bit too clever. Rival gangs vying for their own piece of the pie. But most of the time, they didn’t have to be an end.

She knew, because she’d suffered from all of these in her eleven years as a con artist, cat burglar, and all around snatcher of pretty things, and each time she’d come back cleverer and stronger. She’d escaped from prison. She’d started working with a couple of small-time sorcerers, elven twins, to add some magical punch to her operations. She’d learned so well she could lie her way into a castle under siege, or just sneak straight through it. She was good at what she did. Really good.

But she had not imagined an end like this.

The colossal creature chuckled again, her swollen sex squelching around Tanya’s smooth, coffee-coloured thighs. “You know what the really delicious thing is, Tanya? Aside from the way you’re squirming against my sweet spots?.”

“… Damn… you… let me out...” Tanya tried to brace herself against the expansively fat rumpcheeks. Her hands sank nearly a foot into the thick layers. The beast was near seven feet at the shoulder, and even then she was muscled like a brick wall and covered in an ocean of soft pudge on top. The udder which hung below, churning and groaning, could have filled three bathtubs with its sloshing load. Her horns were sinuous and dark, and she had a mane of black hair which rivalled Tanya’s own silky brown locks. And those eyes! Huge, beautiful, unnaturally magenta orbs which glowed as the gluttonous bovine fed her slowly into her nethers. How could she have thought this cow was normal?

No, she’d known she wasn’t normal. That had been why she’d come down here to find her. She and the twins had snuck their way into the Duke’s palace on the night of the Equinox Ball, looking to steal anything they could find. They had already got some rich pickings when Tanya had overheard her gracious host talking to his guests about his new addition.

“She’s the most curious creature. They found her just wandering the gardens, and of course I had to bring her in. She’s a cow, but what a cow! So big, so fertile! We’ve weighed her at almost four solid tonnes, and yet she hasn’t eaten a scrap of hay for the three weeks she’s been here. She’s perfectly docile and surprisingly intelligent, too. And her milk… the stuff is creamy ambrosia. Gallons of liquid sunlight! It’s a narcotic, you see. A single dribble and the sweetness floods your blood. A glassful and you’re riding high for days. I’m sorry? No, I’m afraid I have none to serve here. She’s too precious. Until we can figure out how to get her to eat I’m not sparing a drop of it. Gods, I find myself thinking about her even now…”

Tanya remembered thinking that the Duke sounded like he was in love with this creature. Now she realised that he probably was.

At the time, she’d just figured that her host had found a magically-enhanced experiment. Some sorcerer had taken an unfortunate cow and tried to improve it according to their demented standards. That wasn’t too unusual. What mattered was that after an evening of hearing him talk about it, every noble in the city would want a taste of this unique cow’s creamy supply. And she intended to provide it.

One quick conversation with Marisa and Lavarius later, she was back on the dance floor, keeping watch as they snuck down a side passage towards the palace stables. Ten long minutes later, they sent a short mental message to tell her that they’d “disabled” the guards - the poor sods would have bruises and burns for weeks - and they’d found the specially adapted stall. Now they just had to milk a few jarfuls of the stuff from this docile, friendly beast, and in another ten minutes all three of them would be relaxing at the bar, safe in knowledge that they would be leaving very rich indeed.

Instead, they didn’t come back. They sent nothing. Tanya didn’t see any guards moving purposefully towards the stables, so it didn’t seem likely they’d been captured. What was going on? As the minutes ticked by, her easy smile faded, and she started to feel concerned.

After another ten minutes, and another, she had decided she had to risk it. Trying to get out of the party alone was too dangerous, she needed to regroup with them. So she had waved goodbye at another noble enticed by her curvaceous figure and sultry looks, and vanished down the same passage.

God, she’d been an idiot.

Marisa had mentioned eight guards, but there were only six unconscious bodies littered around the guardroom as Tanya picked her way through. She’d headed past the horses and ponies of the duke’s household, walking towards the extra-wide stall at the end, noticing a faint squelching on the edge of her hearing. But before she could consider it, she’d seen the cow.

Unfortunately the cow had seen her too.

The beast had been squatting, her enormous rump raised into the air, her tail lashing. Everything below was on display, a fat obscene work of depraved artwork in white and black and pink. Her fat nether lips were slowly nibbling at a pair of twitching toes, pulling them in. The creature was panting softly, teasing her victim as she let him squirm an inch out before her sex gulped him two inches deeper. But just as Tanya had seen the horrific sight and turned, instantly to run - thief’s instincts almost saving her - the bovine’s gluttonous snatch had swallowed the last of it’s prey, and the monster had opened her eyes, glazed with obscene hunger and lust, and looked straight at Tanya.

The chase had been brief and very unsuccessful. The little human hadn’t stood a chance. For, as Princess Rosakarina, or “Rose”, as she had insisted upon while she pinned her victim down and prepared to feed her to her sex, had explained, patiently stripping her little toy of her beautiful silky ballgown and all her undergarments, she was not a magically enhanced cow. She was a demon princess, half mortal bovine, half infernal descendant of a Matriarch of Gluttony. Marisa and Lavarius had found this out too, just before they squelched their way inside, along with a couple of the guards they’d knocked out. Rose was hungry. Hungry before, and hungry still.

Tanya had struggled, bargained, lied, but the cow didn’t even pause to listen to her, simply speaking as she stripped her naked beneath her heavy hoof. “I don’t want money or favours, sweetheart. I’m just absolutely ravenous to sate my loins. And you look so good. Thanks for knocking out the guards for me, by the way. I’m glad I get something to enjoy during the ball as well.

She’d let her up, and Tanya had tried to roll away and run, and Rose hadn’t even bothered to pounce on her again, she’d just let those big gleaming eyes glow, and a magenta glow had plucked the sweet little human straight off the ground. “Demon, remember? I’m sorry, sweetheart, I’d tease you for a lot longer normally, but I am so goddamn empty inside. Talk all you want while you fill me.”

Squelch. The heat flooded her feet, then her legs, She was thrust greedily into the cow’s nethers, just as Marisa and Lavarius had been, just as the guards had been. Four people inside, and all Tanya could feel was a churning soft mass of limbs and faces, slowly being turned into the same stuff as was dribbling down all around her. She’d screamed, and Rose had just pushed her further in with her tail, moaning with joy as her belly swelled and rippled around its latest treat. And that was when Tanya began thinking about the ways a thief’s career could end. Because anything was better than thinking about how hot and wet and slick this felt.

She groaned, and Rose laughed. “Not even listening? Sweetheart, I said: do you know what the really delicious thing is?

“N… no?”

“Better. See, I was never even going to come after you. I got myself captured by that sweet little slut of a duke so that I can get an audience with the queen when she visits in a few weeks. I was undercover.” She groaned, wiggling her massive gate-wide hips, buttocks clenching around her prey as another swallow claimed Tanya’s rump. “That audience is going to be fun. But tonight, I wasn’t going to do anything at all. You and your friends decided to come in and try and take my milk. You… uuuunnngff… you came to me.”

“We… we didn’t know!” Tanya protested. “I swear, I’ll say nothing! Your secret is safe! I-I - please!”
“Sweetheart, it’s not about that. It’s about you. Squirming. Squelching. Oh, yes…..She slurped around the human’s lovely silky-smooth hips, bucking joyously, her udder swaying and sloshing. “Maybe this is divine justice for all your naughty deeds, huh, little thief? Or maybe just infernal justice.”

“This isn’t justice! This is… oh, gods...Let me out, you freakish monster! l-let me… go…” The heat soaked into her, and she groaned, not just with panic, but pleasure. It was… actually… rather good. “Damn you, let me g-g-go! Please, I’m b-begging you!

“No,” said Rose softly. “You’re mine. God, your belly feels so soft and smooth. I can almost taste that creamy coffee skin. Keep kicking, please. Fuck… you’re stirring up your friends. You’re making them melt faster… oh, that’s good… I can’t believe how fat and heavy my womb’s hanging between my thighs…” She licked her lips, udder forced to drag on the ground by the fat rippling squirming bulge in her hindquarters.

Tanya punched her plump cheeks, snarling with effort, but they only jiggled teasingly at her, the rich plumpness absorbing the blow with pleasure. “You m-monster! Y-you’ll get what’s coming to you for this! You’ll burn f-”

“You’re right. I will get it. Most of you will go to my next creamery load, I think. It’s only fitting when you were so greedy to take it. But I’ll make sure to let the rest of you go when I finally give myself the climax I’ll tease myself with over the next fortnight. All over the wall and the ceiling and the floor.”

Her fat rear gulped gluttonously, sex swallowing Tanya’s breasts with special care. It was real. Oh gods. Yes, she was going to swing and slosh between this demonic monster’s legs and become part of them. She was going to die! She was… going to…

“Oh gods…” she mumbled, and Rose laughed, shaking her plump rear.

“Don’t worry. Judging from their squirming, the others are feeling the same way in there. It’ll be a long and passionate death for the five of you. Three girls and two boys, all crammed away and screwing inside me for days on end until you melt and swell out my udder… Damned One, you’ll have me dribbling you in little orgasms just at the thought of it.” Her tail batted Tanya’s face, and suddenly a tongue was nuzzling at Tanya’s sensitised sex, amidst the ocean of sticky fluids. The human gasped, squirming harder and more passionately, and the cow arched her spine and growled like a beast of prey. She slurped Tanya’s shoulders and arms inside in one powerful ripple, trapping her in endless shifting head. Now the human could feel the others squirming, deep inside. Were they trying to get out, or were they really just fucking?

It wouldn’t matter in the end. Rose’s lips slowly crept up her neck, swallowing her pretty hair.

“That’s right,” she purred. “It doesn’t matter any more. You’re me now. My orgasm. My fat. My milk. So give in. Live as I do… passionately.”

Tanya’s face was nibbled on tenderly, hot dripping flesh squelching lovingly around her, and the limbs around her legs hugged her and tried to pull her in all the way. She squeaked, and Rose laughed, holding her on the precipice of her swollen doom.

“It was lovely to meet you, Tanya. Enjoy your stay. Are you going to give in and be mine?”

“P-please…”

“That’s okay. You’ll have a long, long time to change your mind. The rest of your life inside.”

SQUELCH.

I might have gone a little overboard with this story, but the combination of the beautiful artwork, the vibrant colouring, and the fact that Rose will casually greedily murder me if I don’t give her enough attention... all inspired me to put some more love into it. I think we can all agree Rose deserves it. All of it. Poor, delicious Tanya.

This is a coloured version of this wonderful piece - https://aryion.com/g4/view/296601 - by  EveAra She wrote a delicious alternate version of this story which inspired me to write my own here, which you can also find there. It’s been coloured by  KallinArgentclaw who is awesome for doing it. So pretty. I adore the clean contrast of Rose's black and white with her warm eyes and her swollen milk-sac. Tanya looks pretty great too. It's wonderful. But it’s not gonna save you from Rose, sweetheart. Thank you both, hugely.

If you liked Rose’s appearance here, I have some more stories with her, which you can dive into here - https://aryion.com/g4/view/296600. Hope you enjoy her. She’s going to enjoy you.


All the monsters I know are very, very greedy, so if you want to show your appreciation for their stories, they'd be delighted. I have a KoFi here.

Contains: Cow F/F F/M Fat Female Pred Feral Unbirth Unwilling digestion human prey bovine soft vore udder weight gain quadruped multiple prey

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