Given that the mood towards vore has been shifting on DA in recent months, I'll be posting more older works on here. Especially ones with a story attached.

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Kneeling in the middle of an ancient temple, a Fawna rubs a giant orb of a belly sitting between her legs. As she lets her hands gently explore the massive round belly, it happily churns and gurgles away as it processes its occupant. A flowergirl from a nearby village had stumbled onto the temple, not knowing what it was or who it belonged to. Thinking it abandoned, she hadn't thought much of it as she picked up flowers and dropped a tissue she had used. She wouldn't get to make amends as soon she was grabbed from behind and her vision went dark. And just like that she ended up into a fleshy prison that gurgled all around her.

"You really think you can just waltz in here and start trashing the place? You townfolk are all the same" Lucy said as she rubbed her distended girl-filled gut with immense pleasure. Only muffled screams and weak struggles came out as an answer. It felt extremely gratifying to her. Her stomach wasted no time to start working on its contents. Soon the temple was filled with the sounds of churning.

"Since you have no manners, looks like it befalls upon me to clean the place out and take out the trash. But don't worry, I'll happily add you to my hips" she says as she continues to rub her belly and licks her lips for the last bits of taste. "Mm, you were really delicious by the way. Don't think I told you that yet. But seems that'll you were good for; Food".

It doesn't take long until the movement and struggles in her gut slow down. The orchestra of digestion goes into overdrive as her gut starts to slowly shrink as it absorbs the nutrients and distributes them all over her body. Lucy moves her hands from rubbing her belly, to exploring other areas of her growing body as it starts to get packed. She can barely contain herself as the immense pleasure permeates her. Sighs, moans and cries of pleasure join the orchestra.

After 1 hour, she finds herself waking up from her state of primal lust. Her magically enhanced stomach is still processing the last of its meal as it blorps and glorps quietly. Slowly getting up on her knees she inspects her new body and cups her massive breasts in her hands. Due to their extreme sensitivity, she instinctively lets out a gasp of pleasure. Trying to look past them she sees her stomach is still huge, like she was pregnant with twins. Except its all flowergirl pudge and fat.

She grabs it gently with her hand, feels its size and giggles. "Look at you now. Just pounds upon pounds of fawn fat. Mmmh, unlike your stupid tissue, you really went to all the right places." She turns around and feels her grown thighs and rear. "Holy Mother.. you left so much pudge on me..! Mmmh, right where you belong."

With a bit of difficulty from her chafing thighs and swaying bust, she gets up on her feet with the tissue in hand. "There, that's the temple cleaned again. Ooof, this is gonna be a lot more to burn off than I thought"

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Daz Studio Iray - Postwork in Photoshop

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