The princess shrieked as she tumbled and slid down the titanic dragon's throat. She'd been stepping out of a bath when the roof of her chambers was torn aside. She'd only had a brief glimpse, an impression of a body that filled the sky and stretched over the horizon when a tongue broader than the tower she lived in lapped her up. Now she'd been sliding along the beast's slimy gullet for a while, air rushing past her as she plunged deeper into darkness- toward the dragon's belly, and her doom.
She could hear many women, undoubtely maidens like herself, but they were too far down the throat for her to see. Over their cries and laments came an unceasing bass gurgle that marked the end of their collective journey. Occasionally some of those distant voices would crecendo briefly, then fall silent. The princess wondered what their ends were like. Eventually she would find out.
Until then, her whole world was nothing but cavernous flesh, warm air, and a slimy slide, so steep as to be free fall.
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Did some actual vore art while I work on the more mundane parts of Jill and the Beanstalk. Experimented with a few different things here, including internal design, an insanely huge pred, and copious quantities of saliva
For all that I am more proud of my more photorealistic drawings, I'm having a lot of fun with this quick 2D stuff. It helps that this lets me progress at a much mich faster pace

As always, please let me know what you think. Have a good one, people

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