Big guys have big appetites. And both Jem and Sol happen to be particularly huge and hefty fellas. Sol has claimed victory in their latest eating contest but Jem is showing that he isn't exactly all that gracceful in defeat..

So... SolAxe draws absolutely amazing pictures. Particularly ones with an emphasis on vore. I happen to like those kinds of pictures! I keep on getting them. And... keep writing words with them! So here goes.

Hope you enjoy!

FIRST, NEXT

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Eyes clenched shut, Jem kneaded at his distended gut. Faint burps, little more than puffs of heated air, escaped from between his rippling lips.

"Running out of room there?" Sol teased. Waddling forward, his lumpy and civilization swollen gut swinging side to side as his thighs clapped together, the kangaroo continued to gorge himself. With great difficulty he crouched, stomach slapping against the top of his knees, and reached out for the last shack standing. Situated amongst the smoking ruins of a once vibrant alleyway, laid to waste by suspiciously paw shaped craters, Sol delicately pinched the structure between his bloated fingertips. "Like I told you, it's all about pacing yourself!"

The rough collie stifled a growl.

Jaws parted, Sol pinched a stray potion stand between his sopping wet lips while he rose to his feet. It collapsed into a cloud of shrapnel comprised of equal parts wood and glass. Rolling his tongue along his lips, and the back of his teeth, Sol hrmmed in delight at the potion tinged leftovers that tingled at his taste buds. Mmph. Hold on a sec. That slick mass of pink muscle bunched up against a gap between his molars. Just a little… more...

Drowning amongst a sea of spit, Sol's unexpected stowaway lost his grip on the gentle grooves in the kangaroo's towering teeth. The...hmm. The lemony kangaroo flattened the tiny against his gums. Yeah. Yeah, okay, those were clothes not fur. Tilting his head back, Sol glurked contentedly as the human registered as little more than a bump in his throat before disappearing down into his gullet.

Chuckling, Sol lumbered forward. The rubble lining the street bounced to the gait of his seismic footfalls as he came to bump bellies with Jem. He offered the defeated collie a shrug. "Eh, you tried. Shame you couldn't even finish off your half of the alleyway though." The kangaroo patted at his chest and let rip a monstrous belch. "No worries though! I got you covered," Sol smugly clarified.

Lips pulled flat, Jem grunted. "Really now?" Tilting his head to the side, the canine’s floppy ears perked up as he peered past the kangaroo's shoulder. "Heh. You're slacking, Sol. Can't help but notice you missed something!"

"Hmm?" Brows furrowed, the kangaroo shifted about in place and turned his back to the collie.

"It's riiiiiight..." Jem trailed off as he approached Sol from behind. "Here!" Clasping his thick hands against the kangaroo's shoulders, he bunched his friend’s limbs tightly against his sides.

"What the?!"

Jaw straining, the rough collie lurched forward and slid the confused kangaroo's muzzle right into his maw. Grunting, Jem’s humid breath prompted Sol to slam his eyes shut as the canine guided his tongue beneath the kangaroo's chin. Sol's ears brushed against the ridged roof of the collie's mouth as he was shoved in face first.

Muffled yells and protests echoed between the inside of Jem's cheeks as beads of saliva dripped down upon Sol's visage. The kangaroo’s arms remained locked at his sides as he struggled to no avail.

Breathing through his nose, Jem struggled to force air down his throat as Sol's head came to fill it. Circling around the kangaroo, resting his huge and swollen paws atop the kangaroo's own, the canine struggled to compose himself and gather his strength. Bending at the knees, his heaving biceps bulging out as he did so, Jem hoisted Sol's torso and lower body into the air.

What little light that had managed to illuminate Jem's maw went dark as Sol's shoulders slipped between the collie's lips. In spurts, accompanied by noisy slurps and glurks, the kangaroo found himself guided face first down into the collie's stomach as those pointed teeth scraped at his back.

Jem couldn't help but wheeze and cough as the kangaroo's ears, damp and saliva soaked, brushed against his throat. He could do this. He would do this. Staggering back, his ample rear cratering against the earth with a ruinous thoom, Jem struggled to remain standing as Sol's tail and legs flailed wildly above him. Leaning back into the wreckage of a once quaint shop, wooden beams and a shingled roof ground to sawdust beneath his ass cheeks, the canine could feel himself slowing down as his tongue came to rest between the kangaroo's damp pecs.

He'd have to power through this. Inhaling what little air he could, Jem steeled himself as he grabbed at Sol's thighs and forced him down one swallow at a time. His stomach, lumpy and taut, continued to distend well beyond what should have been its limits as Sol's increasingly balled and bunched up form came to fill it.

Pained moans and grunts escaped from between the canine's jaw when it threatened to pop free as the kangaroo's gargantuan gut and midsection was somehow forced through. Clutching at Sol's rear, Jem powered through the pain and hurriedly shoved the kangaroo's swollen throat-blocking form down as far as he could manage in a desperate attempt to breathe once more. He gasped and wheezed in relief when he felt Sol, or at least the majority of him, sink down into his stomach. Lips puckered, Jem proceeded to play with his food as he slurped and sucked down a wriggling pair of legs. Grabbing at those padded soles, Jem gave them a playful squeeze before guiding them down.

Slapping a hand against his wriggling, misshapen, and heaving stomach, Jem snorted at the feeling of Sol pressing back on him from the inside. The vague outlines of hands and paws pressed out against his stomach from the inside. Jem flopped back victoriously, eyes clenched shut and head resting against the rubble, and casually slurped down what remained of a certain kangaroo's tail.