Hello vore fans, welcome to the main event, a bout to see who is the more voracious between Felicity the Pirate, and Olbela the Adventurer.

The best part of this challenge is you decide who will win! the Rules to do so are after the first dashed line.

And as an added bonus below the rules there is a short story written by  cassyinko

As a small note this is to help pay for wedding expenses and things for me and my fiancee...

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This is a pay what you want pay to feed project.

How you can participate is click this link https://paypal.me/AveryHillpeakArts then pay however much you want, it could be a few cents or many 1,000s of cents. The amount of money is up to you.

Then in the memo box write which character that you are supporting, either Olbela or Felicity.

Now the part you really care about. Every 20 dollars raised for a character equals a prey for them to eat.

Totals will be displayed throughout the week long pay periods. There will be four total periods each with a progress picture shortly after the end (might be a few days as need to do story and cameo details and whatnot).

And as an additional bonus, whomever gives the most money to a character in a pay period will get a cameo in the project. That means each week there will be two cameos. Cameo rules are simple: humanoid OCs only, sorry no taurs or anthros this time around.

Each picture will be full color so be ready to see some awesome stuff.

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'The Cantankerous Tankard' was not exactly the first place Felicity generally chose to enjoy her time ashore, but this was a special occasion. Normally, rotgut and a rough crowd was perfectly acceptable, but tonight...she had a drinking buddy. So, somewhere with SLIGHTLY better drink whilst maintaining the general 'unsavoryness' of the patrons was absolutely perfect. Admittedly...she was almost impressed. The rum tasted FAR less watered down than she was used to, and the whiskey was actual whiskey! Really couldn't ask for more. Where Oh Where was Olbela, though...? As if on cue, the sound of a heavy boot slamming against the tavern door drew her attention, and Felicity couldn't help but grin in delight at the tall, chesty redhead that strolled in through the doorway. Olbela was amusing. That was really all there was to say about it. Her manner of speech, her background, even the little 'friendly competitions' that always seemed to sprout up when she was around was always interesting...and besides, she was one of the few people would could match her in a drinking contest. Lifting a hand above her head, Felicity gave the redhead a wave, her thickly-accented voice rising over the din of the other patrons "Oi! Olbela! Ova' here!" Felicity was hard to miss in a crowd anyway, and Olbela smirked at the sight - looked like the cat was already well into her cup. She really lacked anything resembling patience, at least when it came to her drink. Nudging her way through the tables, Olbela had a seat across from her feline friend, who already seemed to have a mug of...well, SOMETHING stout waiting on her "Heh...nice t'see ya. Not a bad shack, eh? An' the drink is actually good, yah?" As if to put a little further emphasis on her point, Felicity took a deep draw from her own mug, already half-empty.

Olbela just grinned. Yep. Typical "Nice to see ya' too, Felicity. See ya' been staying out of trouble...?" With a satisfied 'Ahhh', Felicity sat her mug back down on the table, her sharp, white teeth baring themselves in full-fledged smile "Phhhst. Always! An' I see y'look like y'grown an inch or two. Might almost be taller'n'me now...."

Here it came.

"I am already taller than ya'. Ears don't count." Olbela replied simply in that thick, dwarven accent, picking up her mug and giving it a little sniff. Mmm...it smelled potent...and good. A single taste was all she needed - yeah. This stuff was GOOD. Rum of some sort, with something else in it to cut out the harshness of the taste.

"Ears totally count! S'part of m'freakin' body, ain't they?!" Whipping off her hat, Felicity wiggled the tall, pointed ears atop her head back and forth as if THAT was all that was needed to make her point "If anythin', ears count MORE! Lookit yers, side of your head an' all, yah?! Well, mines on top! TOTALLY COUNTS!"

"Ears don't count!" Came the reply.

"THEY DO! If ears don't count for height than tits don't count for weight, howzat?!" That always had been a little bit of a sore spot. While Felicity maintained a more 'athetlic' build, it didn't lend a whole lot to...well, her chest. At least compared to Olbela. Sure, they might be as big as a human's head, but Olbela's was...well, MORE! It was one of the obvious things she 'lost out' to, and it burned her tail more than just about anything else.

"Whaaat?! How's that make sense?! They're CLEARLY added to weight! Otherwise, you don't get to add your tail!" It always made Olbela laugh a little on the inside - as close as so many of their other 'contests' came, this was one where she was a clear winner, and it tore Felicity up inside.

"Baaah. I spit in your drink before y'came." Felicity responded in a huff, taking another long draw from her mug. It was a lie, and Olbela likely KNEW it was, but...still, it was fun to say, and tonight was all about fun! Fun that didn't involve pillaging and...well, other things she was generally accustomed to.

With another deep, hearty swallow from her own drink, Olbela leaned forwards onto the table with one arm, still grinning "Alright. You wanna start off with contests, how about this - biggest thing you ever ate. Me? TWELVE goblins during hearthside...and that was just the party crashers. You should have seen the main course! So, twelve goblins about..." Holding her hand up from the floor, Olbela roughly gauged their size "...Yey tall. Bout three feet, an' you know goblins...squirmy and filling. Try to top that, cat!"

Lightly tonguing one of her canine teeth, Felicity exhaled a little sigh, peering down into her drink "Eh, let's see...Mmm...well, there was that one big dragon-guy that slapped m'butt- oh, no! Hah. Be prepared t'lose! So, got m'ship attacked by one o'the Garrison galleons, yah? Was a 'friend' of mine, been bloody after m'tail for years. So, I let her catch me, an' all hell breaks loose. Got some human gal wi'a lil pink or purple or somethin' in her hair, right? Blowin' everything up, bloody wreckin' my ship. Wanna shoot her so bad, but...I grabbed her instead, yah? Gulped her down right there in th'middle o'the battle. An' then the fight went on an' on...an we won. Caught me the ship's captain, right? Mouse-gal. Now....she was only bout five feet tall, but I'm fully convinced her chest was bigger'n'yyours. Damn near choked me gettin' 'er down, and what's she do? Grabs one of my crew! Well, I mean...I'm kinda determined, so...I ate her as well. Three at once, an' one might as well have counted f'two! Coulda stuffed in others if I'd wanted to, but...y'know, winnin' crew was a bit hungry, so...how's that?"

"Three isn't more than 12." Olbela replied after another drink, shaking her head "I totally win that one."

"These wasn't lil' goblins, yah? An' trust me, t'bloody mouse might as well have had two goblins attached to her chest. TOTALLY beats twelve goblins! Took me a whole week t'digest them. Y'know how long it normally takes me?! A day or two, TOPS!"

It was hard not to laugh - Felicity was already starting to get all worked up, and they'd only just started drinking! "Okay, okay....wanna put this to rest? I propose a contest. Right now. I bet....I could beat you in an eating contest."
Casting a glance beyond Olbela, Felicity 'hmm'ed softly.

Okay...maybe the 'good drinks' was not the only reason she'd picked this particular tavern. Some of her competition was in town, and she wanted to keep an eye on them. Removing them from the picture entirely....now that had some promise, win or lose. Clucking her tongue against the roof of her mouth, Felicity returned her attention to Olbela, all grins "...Y'got a challenge. Loser? Picks up the tab. An' lets make this interestin'. Not just steak an' potatos...let's go f'something a lil' more squirmy. Got some friends back there that'd like to make y'acquaintance..."

Turning her head to glance over her shoulder, Olbela eyed the table full of pirates and other ruffians. Thieves, scoundrels...okay, maybe Felicity was one too, but at least she had limits!...Sort of. Okay, it wasn't something she tried to think about...but if the cat wanted to play, she was game "...Your on. Prepare t'lose. Oh, and don't think I ain't drinking a gallon of this stuff before we leave."

Felicity just grinned "..Wouldn't have it any other way. Let's eat."

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Felicity belongs to  cassyinko
Olbela belongs to me
Art made by me
Story written by  cassyinko

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