What is your favorite meal of the day? — Breakfast or lunch, they're good for casually eating someone. Dinner always seems such a formal affair when you eat someone 🙄 #curiouscat https://curiouscat.me/Taris/post/815035590?t=1552573388
@Taris but dinner is so much fun when you just leave them in overnight~
@wottermelon yeah, it's just all the build up and expectations. If I just snag a random adorable goat as a mid morning snack, it's just simpler, and I get to enjoy a squirmy belly while working 😁
@Taris y-you wouldn't do that...
@wottermelon oh, I've been known to do much more then that to goats, bats, and others *liiiicks along your ear* 😈
@Taris I dare you to show me~
@wottermelon *the large wolftaur grasps one of your horns in his hand and lifts you up, rearing back on his haunches as he raises you over his head. He grabs your hooves with his other hand and brings them to his mouth, feeding them directly into his mouth, bringing you in up to your knees in seconds.*
@Taris *the relatively miniscule goat feels his legs start to slip into your throat quickly as he tries not to squirm too hard, not wanting to make his pred's meal too much of a hassle. With his hands free however, he covers his blushing face in an attempt to hide how much he likes this~*
@wottermelon *the broad wolf tongue slather over your calves and thighs, matting your fur with drool. The soft wolftaur lips close around your waist and a strong suction pulls your further into the maw, stopping at your armpits. He keeps a hold of your horn, preventing you from looking away as he looks you in the eye, a grin on his lips and a playful dominance in his eyes. His tongue goes back to roaming over your body, drenching you in drool, apparently he finds you quite tasty*
@Taris *his previous efforts to not squirm as much are getting harder to maintain as your tongue works him over. His eyes attempt to look away, playfully embarrassed at getting to be (even partially) inside of you, but every few seconds, he accidentally locks eyes with you, turning his cheeks even more red. Completely at your mercy, he waits for the inevitable~*
@wottermelon with an unceremonious shove, your shoulders and arms slide past his lips, your whole body now encased in hot, clutching, slimy wolftaur flesh. He releases your horn and pulls his hand from his mouth, light streaming past his teeth illuminating the red flesh inside his maw. His tongue cradles back of your head, sliding up the side of your face, coating your muzzle and hands in drool. It's not long before he gulps, waves of peristalsis gripping your body and dragging you deeper*
@Taris *with most of his body already slid into your throat, he wiggles his hooves, feeling nothing below them and warm muscles on every side. He resists the temptation to wipe the saliva from his face since none of it is in his eyes and he'll just be covered by more in a few seconds. With the slow but steady pulling on his lower half, he doesn't even need to work himself farther into you as your hot breath is the only thing available to fill his lungs*
@wottermelon tilting his head back, he swallows again. Wet muscle contracts in a wave up your body, staring at your hooves and not stopping until hot muscle closes over your head, cutting off the light as the jaws close. From the outside, your whole body is outlined in his throat, chest, and abdomen, your hooves turning the bend into his taur half as wave after wave of contractions slide over you, your fur mussed and gooey, sliding your way down into the slimey chamber of his taur stomach*
@Taris *his hooves slipping first into the large chamber, the rest of his body follows quickly with no resistance as the slick trip through your lower half has ended with him settled into your stomach. There's enough room to stretch himself out slightly, but he remains curled up, immersed in the feeling of your stomach walls rippling with each gurgle, above him, your heartbeat echoes faintly. He lies still at the base of your form, pressing his hands into your sides and sighing contently~*
@wottermelon *smacking his lips the large wolftaur stretches, his gut hugging you tight for a moment before he relaxes, letting his belly hang a little lower. Aside from the slight sag however, there's no sign of the goat now stewing in humid chamber. The smell is not bad, earthy and even a little minty, the taur must have been chewing gum earlier. Slime sticks your your fur, thin strings connecting you to the walls. Your whole world shifts and sways slightly as the wolftaur settles down*
@Taris *tucked away and forgotten by the outside world, the goat is all yours, and aside from a few hand presses as he enjoys his new host, you almost forget about him yourself as you go about your day, leaving him to relax until he's ready to come out, which may not be for a long time~*
@wottermelon *absent-mindedly rubs his belly with a forepaw throughout the day, occasionally pushing and shifting his passenger around, enjoying the comfortable weight as he clicks away on his computer and answers emails*
@Taris Breakfast is great for that, usually after a sleepover or the casual morning after a date. Lunch is more "bumped into this tasty cutie on my way to a meeting" kind of affair. Dinmer requires plans and schedules and movies and snacks...
@sashahamilton omg yes this EXACTLY 😁💙
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