A lovely gift art of my sona Nyphet and  VelveteenDreams's Yume in a scenario that is very familiar to both of them. This artwork is also done by them, and I am so in love with the imagery portrayed here. The subtle way her fat rolls around her, pulled by gravity, Yume's look of abandon and Nyphet's smirk... It encompasses everything I love about this pairing.
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Artist's comments:
Being the preyslave of a Succubus my life is constantly in danger, and while I (Yume) absolutely love my mistress Nyphet/Aastarte it's never going to be clear when this Femboy's life is about to end. That kind of uncertainty comes front and center in this picture here, where Nyphet has swallowed me up, right into her big sweaty belly! She loves to tease, and wants to see just how far she can digest me before I pass out, but whose saying she'll stop there? She would hate to lose another slave, but she has to fight the urge to just gurgle her favoritest one up. Splashing in her steadily rising acids, smothered tight by the soft walls of stomach so deceptively cramped for such a large gut and confined by all the heavy pudge weighing on on every side, gnashing oppressively to try and churn me her fat and shit, and tingling all over, my life is completely at her mercy - as helpless as I am submitted to her. She knows full well I love it though, an ashamed adoration to be so dominated by her, she will never cease to tease me about how pathetic it is that I would feel so overjoyed at such lewd and abhorrent treatment, to be so powerless to such a magnificent apex predator. And she absolutely loves that, the combination of humiliation and fear, and fully enjoyed unwillingness to be her gutslut, that is what keeps her from digesting me entirely. Maybe I'll wake up tomorrow safe in her arms. Maybe I won't. The excitement of such uncertainty can be summarized in the expression on my face in these frightful and degrading moments of terror and allure. Needless to say that whatever happens, regardless of how I squirm and whimper and cry out in anxiety, I will be absolutely in love with her up to the very last feargasm.
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Done in Paint Tool SAI
See the original here: https://aryion.com/g4/view/585893

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