It had to be done!! Plus I’ve written a little bit of a story to go with this. I’ve always wanted to right vorny stories but it doesn’t always work out. So hear it goes:

The art was done by the wonderful Mhyboi (https://aryion.com/g4/user/MhyBoi)

Dms snacks!:

“GLOURP!…. GURGLE!… CHURN” the ominous noise of a churning gurgling gut filled your ears. A cold brutal reminder of where you are, and what’s about to happen. The fleshy moist muscles of the belly press in covering you in slick stomach goo. It held you tightly. A crushing, deadly hug. Mushing you against the other inhabitants of her tight belly. The rest of your dnd group. All of you winded and moaned as you fought survival against the gurgling belly. But really, you never had a chance, to begin with.
“Stop.. squirming.. you’re only prolonging this..!” Came Ophelia’s frustrated voice. “This group was fun… while it lasted. But now your just dinner. You understand food? You four are no different than a burger. Act like it!“ *Your only response, was to struggle. Your body growing weaker.

A loud ”CHUUUURN..” boomed around. Digestion speeding up, getting more aggressive. It felt like melting into a hot bath. Relaxing, falling asleep, as your body broke down, alongside your friends. Maybe it was better this way… maybe you were just food? These relaxed, drowsy thoughts. But another thought reminded you...
“that s..stupid hat... I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for that stupid hat” you said aloud. As the belly gurgles around you.

****
An hour ago, you’d been sitting around an empty dnd table. Your friend and dm, a beautiful lamia lady named Ophelia StarCoil sitting Opposite. Despite her very, very feminine appearance. Ophelia was going for a much a tomboyish look today. With a plain grey crop top, and borrowed blue shirt she left undone.

You couldn’t keep your eyes off her. Even like this. she was beautiful. With large soft tits, that make a supermodel jealous. Hips that don’t lie, and a cute smile, even if it did flash her venom-filled teeth. But she wasn’t focused on you. She was giving a Pep talk, to another player. A newish neko named Cara. Invited because of a relationship with another player. Who’s just lost her first character to a pair of hunger dragon jaws and a series of bad roles.

It couldn’t be helped but it was a sad occasion for her. Especially after 3 months of the campaign. But most of you decided to give her some space. To discuss things with Ophelia.. while you got her a present!

You and the rest of the group. 4 in all headed to the car. You had picked up Ophelia something small. To say thank you for 3 months of dnd. A small surprise. It was a hat, a joke hat with the words ‘Topsnek’ written upon it. It was stupid, but it had made you laugh. You hoped it would make Ophelia laugh too.

~~

You’d never thought when you came back into the house. You’d catch Ophelia feeding. The legs and tail of Cara sticking out of her mouth. Her Jaw unhinged, Ophelia gently ran a forked tongue over her legs, licking up and down, her eyes alight with pleasure. Before she moved her head backwards and forwards, letting the flailing legs disappear. Ophelia pulled the nekos shoes off. Swallowing her feet down with a quick and cute. “Gulp”, patting her gut. Now stuffed with squirming neko. The poor cat girl's outline was visible. Ophelia leaned back and added
“Burp.! Ehh~ and the powerful dragon queen patted her gut. Stuffed with tasty, cute adventurer.. just where you belong. A sad end to your story Cara.. at least it was a tasty one~ Urp!”

She giggled, before turning pale as her eyes met with yours. The person next to you screamed. Watching in horror as the neko moved in Ophelia's tummy.
The Lamia’s face quickly turned from one of a shock to frustration as her eyes began to glow... “I wasn’t going to eat you all.. unless your characters died.. but fuck it.. guess I’m putting on weight..” she sighed before stretching out of her hand. Magic collecting in her palm, as spoke with a voice that sounded like 100 voices speaking as one.

“MANERE UBI ES... COME FEED ME..”

She cried, before opening her mouth and smiling...

***

Ophelia barely picked up your last words. Something about a hat was it? She didn’t care anyway. As she said early. As much as she liked you guys. As fun as you had been to be around. At the end of the day. You were just food now.
She let out a final burp. Some gas had been pushed up as her belly turned from a mass of wiggling bulges, into a smooth, soft sloshing one. Gurgling around what used to be you and your friends. You’ve all been reduced to nought but gut chyme. Gooey nutrient soup, to fuel the Lamia and pad out her ass.

Ophelia picks up the hat. It had fallen on the ground in the haze of swallowing. Licking her lips as she thought about how delicious you'd been. “Topsnek. Haha. Cute..” she added and put it on her head. Looking into the mirror she giggled. “Well.. Time to find a new dnd group... Or dessert”

Thanks for reading.

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