Well a while ago Nommz and I were chatting about what the hypothetical fusion of Raf and Nommz would be, and from that Rommz was born! Thanks to Raf's poor luck the fusion just outright gained the girth of both sonas rather than an average, and it seems he's just as gluttonous as both, too. Fortunately he's more than willing to share his belly with others, though sometimes he gives them a closer look than they'd like...

Wonderful art by  Nommz, and there's a little vore story from me inspired by the piece below!

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Jack's eyes darted across the bus as he slowly scooted his way further and further in, the fox eager to find an empty seat after spending the whole day standing. Unfortunately he'd ended up getting on during a peak hour, and his hope for comfort was quickly fading. Towards the very back his gaze locked onto an opening...only to immediately wander to who it was besides. Taking up nearly the entire bench of seats was an absolutely massive hyena who's round gut covered his lap. His white dress shirt fit in the loosest sense of the term, tufts of tan fur visible in between the large gaps of its strained buttons. He also wore an unzipped purple jacket that seemed preposterously small on his frame, something he had to have outgrown three sizes ago at least but had maybe kept for sentimental sakes. Curved horns squeezing his large cheeks revealed the stranger was a bit more than just a hyena, though they were overshadowed by his pink-and-orange mohawk and stunning black eyes rimmed with pink.

The fox wasn't surprised the other passengers had avoided getting too close to such an imposing person, and while his gut instincts told him to follow suit, Jack couldn't resist the temptation for a moment's rest. He nervously approached the bench and sat down, hugging the very edge to put as much distance between him and the hyena as possible. Not that that amounted to much more than a foot or so. Jack felt the stranger's eyes following him the entire time, silently praying he'd be ignored after a minute or two. He'd have no such luck.

“There's plenty of room, no need to scrunch yourself up over there,” the hyena said, giving Jack an uncomfortable grin.

“I-I'm fine, just didn't, didn't want to get in your personal space or anything,” Jack mumbled, trying not to look too concerned.

“Ha! I take up too much space to justify getting annoyed at others for getting close. One of the reasons I've gone on a diet!” The hyena bellowed and gave his belly a gentle pat, nearly popping a button off in the process. “Get comfy, I insist.”

Jack cowered as the hyena wrapped a heavy arm around his shoulder and effortlessly slid him closer till he was resting right against his doughy gut. Suddenly the stranger looked even larger, and Jack couldn't think of anything to say.

“Name's Rommz by the way,” the hyena said, before a loud gurgle from his stomach interrupted the conversation. “Sorry about that, my tank can get pretty demanding around dinner time, and filling it's quite a challenge.”

“I b-bet.” Jack made a feeble attempt to wiggle free, but Rommz's grip was overwhelming.

Rommz's stomach growled again. “Fortunately I've got a convenient snack on hand, and one that's low in calories too!”

Without warning Rommz rolled Jack off the bench and onto his gut, and opened his maw wide. The fox barely had time to gasp in terror before his entire head was swallowed in an instant, his slim shoulders following a single gulp after. Jack flailed and shouted for help, but Rommz was gorging on him far too fast for anyone to possibly intervene, not that the other passengers were willing to risk becoming a second course on his behalf. If anything most were quietly thankful the obvious pred's hunger was about to be sated. While Rommz's belly was massive his stomach was not, and Jack found himself buried beneath flab the moment he was pushed through the gullet, the outside world almost entirely muffled.

Barely a minute passed before Jack was reduced to a pair of twitching shoes, and Rommz dealt with those in a single swallow, licking his lips and grinning afterward. The middle-most button of the bloated hyena's dress shirt burst off as his snack settled in, nearly unrecognizable under Rommz's immense girth. New arrivals could very well assume the hyena's gut was shaking from the bus itself, not a fox desperately trying to escape his fate as food. Rommz happily tapped his fingers against his wobbling belly, the small twangs of hunger pains that'd been bothering him before now thankfully gone. He was proud of himself for choosing a thin, healthy prey for once, rather than simply stuffing himself with the plumpest meal he could find. Still, he'd rather have not lost a button on his favorite shirt. Replacing them was always a hassle, and a sure sign he wasn't keeping to his diet.

Deep within the hyena, Jack was getting kneaded and massaged by the gently jiggling gut. Moving was close to impossible, and the weight of Rommz's blubber on him was oppressing. Digestive juices had soaked his clothes, the air was stale, and he couldn't even reach the phone trapped in his back pocket to call for help or light up his prison. He cursed the laziness that'd led to his predicament, unable to believe he was going to be digested just because he chose the wrong seat on the bus. At that point all he could do was wait for the inevitable.

A few short stops later Rommz hefted himself off the bench—the whole bus creaking as he did—and waddled through the back doors. Of course his belly got wedged in them for a moment, though Rommz was rather experienced with getting himself unstuck in such situations. The fox in his stomach had mostly quieted by then. As Rommz made his way home a fairly hefty horse caught his full attention, causing him to scowl as his stomach gurgled. Hopefully he'd be able to show some self-control, or else an adorable hoss was about to wreck his diet even more...