Name: Voodoo Gator (real name unknown)
Gender: Male
Species: Alligator
Age: 120 (but appears like around 35)
Height: 3 meters
Weight: 4 tons
Occupation: Witch Doctor

Having turned away from all other voodoo gods to serve only his favorite, the death god Baron Samedi, the Voodoo Gator lives in a small hut in the bayou, spending his time eating prey and owning a shop for voodoo potions or dolls. He also offers you to curse your enemies with his power. But be warned, his stuff is expensive. He only accepts gold as payment, and if you want him to curse your enemies, he demands an extra price: Once you sign the contract, you allow him to consume your soul after he fulfilled his part. He loves eating souls, you see. The Voodoo Gator welcomes anyone as a customer, as long as the species is not on his daily menu. And if they are, they don't get a deal, just a one-way trip to his pot.

He's a gluttonous predator, and his favorite food are micros and frogs, which is why people gave him the nickname “frog-eater”. But he also enjoys eating birds and other prey anthros. Luckily, he's greedy and therefore easy to bribe. If the gator wants to eat you, offer him a more worthy soul to eat or some gold.

He also uses the voodoo dolls privately to control his prey before cooking them into potions which give him some abilities as well as soul energy to enhance his longevity.
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“Come closah, human. Be glad yo won't be mah zombie slave. Instead, Ah wanna have ya in mah pot. Been long since Ah had soul potion foah dinnah.” the gator smiled as he held up the doll, controlling every single muscle of yours. You were helpless as your body moved on the giant reptile's command, jumping into the pot. The gator just laughed as he stirred, eager to dissolve your body and mix your soul with the potion to gain more voodoo power. "Enjoy ya bath, mah lil ingredient. Soon ya will be living fat on da Voodoo Gator." he laughed as you were completely assimilated by the liquid while he started drinking. Your new, wet self was poured down his throat into his massive belly to digest. Soon the stomach absorbed your essence, trapping you within the fat gator's body. "Welcome to mah body, human. Da Voodoo Gator will take care of ya from nao on. Yo gonna gimme strength ta make bettah stuff foa mah customers an' make me live foah anothah century." the evil witch doctor chuckled as he started to play a drum out of pure joy about your entrapment, while you were forced to jiggle on this sinister reptile, a prisoner of the dark master of the bayou forever.
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My new character, the Voodoo Gator. I'm currently writing a story featuring him. It also features pictures, and I thought that this one was just too good to keep it to myself any longer. :)

Also, I couldn't help but writing a short vore story to his bio. ;D

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