Jem here is a huge and hungry fella. And he's not about to let a hearty and filling meal go to waste~

SolAxe draws absolutely amazing pictures. Particularly ones with an emphasis on vore. I keep on getting them and then writing words for them.

Hope you enjoy!

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Clouds of dust billowed up around the bandit as he collapsed into the road. Panting raggedly, dirt collected beneath his clawed fingers as the wolf tried dragging himself forward. His limbs trembled furiously from a mixture of exhaustion and outright terror. "Nothing," he wheezed. All of this had been for nothing!

Tremors, rhythmic and intensifying, elicited a pitiful wail from the wolf as he bounced painfully against the earth. A pair of paws, swollen and positively gigantic in size, approached him. With a ruinous thoom they slammed against the parched earth just behind the bandit. The air displaced by the giant's mighty footfalls, arid and overbearing, violently swept over the canine.

"Don't say I didn't warn you," a molasses-rich and thundering voice bellowed. "I gave you a second chance and what do you do? You just had to go and squander it the instant I took my eyes off you. We don't take kindly to thieves out here, little one." Rubbing a hand along the curvature of his gut, Jem hmmed aloud.

Rolling onto his back, hand held out before him, the wolf blubbered and pleaded for his life. Aye, indeed, he may have tried to rob the nomadic clan of giants. B-but tried was the key word here! He had been caught and thwarted. Nothing of value was lost. S-surely there was no need to punish him, he implored! Promises as empty as his pockets were doled out in short succession as the thief insisted that really and truly he would reform himself.

The hulking rough collie snorted in response.

"I was foolish enough to trust your words once, thief." Jem splayed his padded toes, each one of them rivaling the wolf in size, and curled them against the earth. Clouds of dust belched up from fissures that spread out beneath his paws. "And I won't be making that mistake again."

Lumbering forward, his very shadow swallowing up the sniveling little nuisance, Jem thrummed his fingers against his taut stomach. "Now I've never been one to pass up a free meal. After all, better in me than under me," the hulking rough collie teased with a slurp of his lips as his jaws parted wide and his hand reached towards the wolf.