Day 1) Villian

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#1 of Voretober

A story written based off a voretober prompt


So, I am officially crazy, during this month I am taking on a big challenge for myself. This is day 1 of Voretober. I am challenging myself to write something for every single prompt this month. My minimum word count for each is 1,500. This first one involves my character Loquie and a cat that I couldn't be bothered to name because they're gnoll pudge now. This is a repost from my fur affinity prepare for some new uploads

Anyways here's the CWs: Bones, Digestion, Rough Sex, Hypnosis, Implied fatal, ass first, oral vore

A shoddy shop stood nearly in a shambling state on the grass. Before this poorly built contraption was a gravel road. Behind the wooden stand was a large gnoll. His dark hair flowed freely through the calm air. He looked around the vacant area with a sense of profound boredom. The black lips adjusted crookedly in a frustrated manner. his blue eyes squinted across the verdant wasteland. Greenery as far as the eye could see, not a soul in sight for miles. Despite this nearly featureless generic road, he knew people would come. His quakingly impatient figure jostled around his massive pieces of shoulder armor and loose cloth he adorned.

"This is what I get for threatening info out of someone. I knew I should've stabbed em a few times. Fuckin' 'Loquie, TRUST me, this place is a HOTSPOT for your wares!' Hotspot my ass, at least ya felt good slipping out it!" Loquie mused to himself as his hand idly rubbed over his stomach. There several bags with a rotten, awful stench laid near the gnoll's legs. His eyes had peered down at those bags, a downtrodden sigh flowed, his foot tapping faster. "C'mooonnn anyonnne! I am so damn bored!" He pulled out a knife from his pouch and stabbed into the shoddy countertop! The bones on top of the counter flung into the air along with a bag before thudding back down on the wood! The silence followed Loquie's short burst of anger as he looked around once more. His eyes widened. Trembling before him, slick white fur stood up straight, the feline frozen in place.

"H-Hey! Umm sorry to be a bother. Umm I was uh interested in your fertilizer. I am uh gardening mage and I need some high-quality stuff that my magic just can never get right." The cat's firm blush highlighted their amber eyes. Their coiled position on edge. "Where in the hell did ya' come from!? I saw squat for miles and ya would've stuck out like a sore thumb with that pretty coat of yers! Whatever. My state-of-the-art fertilizer is fifty gold. Since ya snuck up on me I am adding a fifty gold fee to whatever ya buy." The gnoll's harsh grin smeared across his drooling lips. The liquid spattered from his jaws like sprinkled rainfall. The droll splattered against the top of the display counter. "Oh! I uh didn't mean too, I guess that sounds like a good deal. I am new around these parts." The feline whimpered but kept their eyes fixed on the lumpy bag. The odor smelled fresh, their paws fiddled through their bag. Almost like in a mental haze something happened during the exchange. The cat had emptied all the gold in his pouch! Clothes stripped, nothing left on their body except the fur on their back. "That's a good kitty, thanks for the fair trade now go off to your garden. Make sure to smell all your pretty flowers for me." A harsh cackle escaped Loquie's jaws as the dazed cat smiled and dropped their purchased wares. "Mmm, mister gnoll. I think I want something else from you. Perhaps something free of charge." They bent over and hoisted their plump rear right onto the wood. Their heavy massive orbs dangled beneath that puffy pucker. "Forward, are we? Well, hard to turn down a satisfied customer of mine." His drool splattered on that soft fur, his thick, massive gnoll cock slipped out from his loincloth.

That bobbing member slid up to that puffy pucker and Loquie brutishly slammed it into that warm hole. His breath staggered from the tight clenches of the cat's insides. "Mmm fucking tight, you are so damn tight!" The gnoll hollered as his cock shifted back and forth into the juicy rump. A hazy moan escaped the white furred feline, their humanoid legs kicked back and forth out of sheer instinct. "Mmm, fuck, you're so thick for a shopkeep!" The cat's words ached out with sloppy words slurred from the sickly lust they were entranced in. That massive cock bulged out in their stomach as it pounded into them with each wet and sloppy slap. Slick, wet, throbbing that gnoll growled feeling similar pleasant sensations around his fat dick. That orgasm already began to run through those bubbling orbs of his. Cum began to build up ready to spew out of Loquie's girth at any moment. The cat's prostate was rubbed thoroughly. Their eyes fluttered, fingers and toes wiggled. Orgasm wasn't too far away for the feline either. Seemingly despite his brutality Loquie wanted to see the cat blow their load. His hands wrapped around the cat's member and their body shuddered. "Oh yes! F-Fuckkkk!" Their poor sensitive self finally bursts ropes of hot seed as it spills across themselves and the wooden shop. Loquie felt those walls pulse around his dick having his own orgasm follow suit. Eyes rolled back to his head as feverishly he pumped the cat full of his hot seed. The cat's belly filled up with that hot seed. The aftermath is a little lake of white coming from both sides. The gnoll panted and looked down at the cat. "Mmm, tasty looking little thing." His slobber continued to spill on the cat, the thick globs smearing the fur. That fur quickly became caked as the feline was far too dazed to really fight back anything that gnoll was going to do. Loquie pulled out his massive girth and wrapped his massive hand around that fluttery, slim tail.

His lips unhinged and wrapped around the cat's noodle-like tail. The slick, warm, drooling maw engulfed that tail with a singular sloppy slurp. Saliva clumped up further around the cat's rear. His crooked jaws firmly slipping around that ripe and juicy rump. His snack barely put up that much of a fight as their legs painfully compressed against their chest. A sickening 'SNAP!' Bellows out as his meal bends in half after a few more gulps. The cat yelped in anguish as that lustful haze was broken by that very bend in their broken bones. Blood seeped from their jaws. "W-wuh, huggh, huh?" Their confused voice squealed in a deeper hue of pain. The clenching vice of the gnoll's throat collapsed around the cat's body. Those spindly legs slumped sloppily into those vast jaws along with the rest of the contorted figure. The sticky globs of saliva firmly glues the cat's arms to their back. "P-PlUHe-eezee..." Another painful slip send the feline's body steeper into that gullet as the gnoll ignored their pleas. A slobbery reverberating gulp sent the rest of his meal plummeting down that slick tight throat. Minutes, hours, time melded into a blurry mess as the dazed and bloodied cat sunk down the throat. Warm, the insides of the throat were very warm. That gullet was like soaking in a slimy sauna. If it weren't for the rib crushing agony they were experiencing, maybe the gnoll's insides wouldn't be that bad. No, that wasn't the case either as that rotten stench finally wafted into the cat's dulled senses. Their nostrils flared at the vile aroma of the stomach, their slick tail dipped into the grotesque smelling pit.

The sting of the enzymes chewed away at every corner of the cat's crumpled figure. The sensation made them ache out a bellowing pained sound. Loquie let out a booming, rattling, boisterous belch! "URRRRRRRAAPPPGGGGGGGGGRAPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAPHHH!" That shattering sound rung through the cat's sensitive ears, their hand frantically pushed and shoved against the confining seal. It was as if their arms were encased in a copious glob of tar. No matter how much they thrashed around their arms, the feline's flailing proved to be fruitless. In fact it was worse than fruitless, the gnoll rubbed his hand across his twitching shaft. Spit lubed up the beastly member with each rapid thrash of his hand. "Easy does it kitty! Yer all mine now! Mmm fuck, yer squirms do feel good tho!" His teeth clattered against each other in a cackling howl mixed with a moan.

His meal pounded violently against the acidic chamber, but it was all for naught. No matter where those paws pressed it just sloshed them around in the thick slurry stewing around. Fur began to sizzle off the cat's matted body forced to crumple within the caustic confinement. Their limited movement only seemed to further Loquie's pleasured moans. The exhausted breathes of the feline quaked as the hazy air grew harder to breathe. Soon enough the feline's movements had come to a complete halt. His prey snuffed out by the suffocating stomach. A day later a fresh set of bones laid on Loquie's countertop. His shoddy little business stood proud. The gnoll rubbed over his newly sagging chub and admired the gains he had gotten from that delectable feline. He smacked his lips and let out a crass booming belch. "BBBOOUUUUUGGHGAAAAAAPPPHHHHHHH!" His spit spattered back onto his bones on display and simply shrugged. A new decoration for the next fool to admire.