Maia smiled to herself as she leaned against the wall of her small bunk, the light from her oil lamp

Maia smiled to herself as she leaned against the wall of her small bunk, the light from her oil lamp flickering across her fur. She watched her bloated stomach as its occupant squirmed, the imprint of a small hand or paw occasionally pressing out. The female mouse had come to visit the caravan, and the little cutie had been surprisingly easy to seduce. Once she had her alone, it had been easy to put the little sweetheart where she belonged – right in the skunk’s rumbling gut. Maia licked her lips, still tasting the flavor of the little mouse’s fur on her teeth. The mouse had been awfully cute, and those occasionaly squirms felt wonderful. Maybe she would keep the mouse around for now and decide what to do with her in the morning… Hey, look, I finally drew something! I’ve been practicing muzzles and trying to improve the shape of them. I still have a long way to go, but I think I’m figuring some things out, at least! Also I’m still trying to learn to shade! So, due to various circumstances, I have actually started running a second vorish D&D game with a few other friends. This one is a bit softer in theme, leaning more towards non-fatal (though not always willing!) vore. When the party visited a traveling caravan, one of the party members, a mouse druid named Caoimhe (played by my friend Luna), found one of the caravan’s dancers flirting with her – though she turned out to have ulterior motives. -- source link

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