Marcelin didn't sign up for this, but Kotlet's overfed belly clearly had other plans, crushing him with the remains of her last meal.

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Kotlet, proud and shameless, gives her gut a satisfied pat - some poor soul now reduced to slosh and steam inside. She tops it off with a deep, greasy burp right into the lens.

And honestly? She looks like she’s ready for seconds.

#vore #fatal

Marcelin’s hands press against Kotlet’s stomach, feeling the uneven lumps beneath—the leftovers of whoever had the misfortune of being her meal. Soft, bloated flesh mixed with pile of bones shifts under his touch, gurgling loudly as digestion works through the last of its remains.

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Marcelin’s face pressed against Kotlet’s belly, forced to listen to the every churn, every squeeze, every muffled groan of whatever’s left in there.

Kotlet just grins, holding him there a little longer for a little "preview".

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Poor Marcelin... tragically, is about to learn exactly how wrong he is...

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This one… this one has no idea. Just standing there. Clueless. Patting this… thing that could swallow them whole in a second.

…Eh. Maybe later. For now, they’ll allow it. But Marcelin better watch their back. Or, more importantly… watch Kotlet’s mouth.

#vore #implied

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Well, shit. Marcelin fucked up. Now they’re just a gurgling mess inside Kotlet’s stomach. Digestion’s a bitch.

Enjoy the newest piece, and pour one out for Marcelin… not that it’ll help.🔥💀

#vore #digestion

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We create VORE digital art. If vore and similar kinks are your thing, you’re in the right place. If not… well, you’ve been warned.... >;3

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