This image displays a scene of conflicting interests (if they ever will be sorted out), though the third party which is the center of attention has probably not been asked about her opinion!

Tarzan and Jane will be my last image for this year (I believe), and I don't have a story this time, but hopefully, the image is able to tell a story on its own from the characters' thought bubbles.
The jungle took me a long time to draw, but I am mostly satisfied with the outcome that is so full of details. I got inspired to make this image by DrakentheBlack who wished to see another Disney pictures, this time with Jane. I have drawn other Disney heroines in various vore situations earlier, and if you haven't seen them already then please take a look at them as well^^

But if you are interested in a highly voracious story, then please check out the story that my friend  DrakentheBlack posted earlier today:https://aryion.com/g4/view/744443
It is the first of four part from a RP we had last year, and it is illustrated by both of us. Please have a look at it and tell us what you think^^

And please leave a comment below and tell me what you think :3

DrakentheBlack has also been so kind and written a story to accompany the picture, read and enjoy the jungle shenanigans :3
................................

Tantor & Jane

It was a lovely day in the jungle. The air was pleasantly warm, the ground was soft, and no biting bugs seemed to be about. On such a day, all Jane had to do was a few basic necessities for survival and then simply enjoy it.

She’d found a banana tree while exploring, and knowing they obviously weren’t poisonous, she knew its fruit would make for a perfect lunch. She climbed up the tree, and then reached out for the great bushel to snag one of the bananas, but unfortunately, she was nowhere near as sure-footed as Tarzan.

Jane lost her grip, and fell from the tree. Before her body could be broken on the ground though, she was caught by the trunk of an elephant, which wrapped around her bare midriff to keep her secure.

“Thank you Tantor.” Jane said, unsure if he could actually understand her. The animals all had their own languages, though she’d not had the time to study them properly, and some had rather peculiar dialects – even Tarzan didn’t quite understand felines.

Tantor, unsurprisingly, did not respond to her. He made some strange motions with her in his grasp, none of which seemed intended to place her back on the ground. He shook her a bit, causing her breasts to jiggle, and she noticed him keeping his eyes fixed on her melons. Jane knew her attire was barely concealing, but she never thought she’d actually feel a lack of modesty around an elephant, until now that was.

The end of the trunk got ahold of her bra and pulled it free, completely exposing her breasts to the long, groping nose. “Tantor, stop! Stop! Phffft phffffyt!” she attempted to tell him to stop in his own language, but she was really just making senseless gibberish which phased the pachyderm in no way.

The trunk altered, bringing Jane beneath it, and she found herself staring directly into the elephant’s open mouth. It looked so wet and squishy in there, and the breath was something foul! She had no choice in becoming more familiar with the interior of the elephant’s mouth as her whole upper body was stuffed inside.

Jane shrieked as the tongue rubbed against each of her breasts before forcing her to go between teeth. Tantor began chewing on her, squishing her breasts and causing her quite a bit of discomfort, but not actually breaking her in any way. Regardless, she did not appreciate her current location in any way, and she kicked her legs in protest of his actions.

Tantor was not deterred. She felt his trunk push against her rear and push her deeper so that her head was pressed into the tight embrace of his throat. Then, as if to add insult to injury, he ripped off her loin cloth and left her completely naked.

Tantor restrained her legs as he continued to chew and swallow Jane. Drool flowed down her slender legs well before they actually entered the elephant, and it was not long before he gave her feet a final push into his mouth. With a swallow, Jane was gone, or it might be better to say she was relocated and repurposed. “Mm! Yummy!” Tantor trumpeted, “Best melons and cherries I’ve ever tasted!”

The female human felt good wiggling in his gut, but she was hardly satisfying. He had to eat at least half a ton every day, and he began probing the forest to accomplish that task. He did not get far before Tarzan swung through, having heard Jane call out. He did not see her, but he did see her clothes discarded on the ground.

The ape man took a look at her apparel, and a thought ran through his mind of what it could mean. Obviously it meant wherever Jane was, she was naked, and when she was naked, that typically meant she was ‘in heat’ as his friends would call it. Smiling, he greeted Tantor passingly before excitedly stating he had to find Jane.

“Good luck.” Tantor said, stuffing several bananas into his mouth, chewing them to a pulp, and then sending them to join the rather protestant guest in his gut.

...

Tarzan never found Jane, a fact which certainly gave him blue balls. Even when he was riding around on Tantor, he never knew she was hidden deep within the elephant.

As for Jane, she was not digested by the stomach, as it was not designed to process meat. This meant she’d be alive for a long time. How long? She’d already lost track of time. Had it been days? Weeks? Surely it could not have been years yet! All she knew was this squishy sack was inescapable, and she had sadly resigned herself to sitting in rancid darkness, perpetually bathing in a thick pool of mush, and eating whatever chewed up fruits and vegetables she became buried beneath that day…

Post a comment