With a deep, confidence boosting breath, and a hushed, shaky exhale, you steel your nerves and begin to fumble around the obscured walls surface, hoping beyond hope to find a light-switch or something of the sort as swiftly as possible. A shiver shocks your frame from the tip of your tail all the way up your spine as you quietly step in a puddle of... something, "Hopefully wine.. please be wine." you think to yourself before letting out another shaky sigh under your breath, audible stumbling and rummaging behind you in the darkened void of the room halting your progress for a few moments as whatever lurks beyond the dancing flame, shrouded in the depths of the room moves and heavy objects tumble to the floor. A minute or so passes, your mind racing too quickly for you to accurately keep any semblance of time in your head as the stumbling once again is replaced by the sound of an unknown guzzling liquid. Your movement resumes before you soon bump into what you assume to be a large, immovable, cask filled to the brim with drink, the end of which is illuminated by the flame dancing in the center of the room.
As you ponder your possibilities, you imagine going around it and presenting yourself to whatever unknown thing may lie in the darkness is an absolute impossibility, so you endeavor to clamber over it as quietly as possible, soon finding yourself in the corner of the room, wedged in a small area between a towering shelf and the hefty cask beside you. Resuming your search your eyes soon light up with hope in the darkness, a switch, and in such a secluded location as well! Gripping your soft paw pads lightly around the switch you give it a cautious, yet hasty flick, trying to make as little sound as possible as light unreliably floods the room, unsure if it would remain as the bulb flashes several times before finally remaining lit.
To your surprise, an absolutely enormous, bloated marsupial sits in the same corner of the room you've wedged yourself into, not even half a dozen feet away from you on the other side of the cask as they gluttonously gulp down gallons of alcohol, an entire keg held within his single paw. You hastily cover your muzzle to stifle a gasp, surprised you didn't manage to bump into him earlier as you climbed over right beside him before you now quickly ponder how on Earth you're going to escape the room, peeking out from behind the large barrel in front of you. You'd hoped for some sort of alternate doorway, an exit to continue through the house to your freedom! But much to your dismay, this dead end yields only countless emptied bottles and barrels, their labels illegible by time and poor storage conditions.
Before you can think up an adequate way to leave unnoticed the intoxicated behemoth before you lets out a hefty, flame accompanied belch into the air before casually tossing aside the heavy keg in his hand like a petty stick. It rolls into your exposed leg, causing you to let out an irrepressible anxious whine, alerting the gargantuan drunkard to your presence where they then greet you in an oddly comforting tone. " 'Ey there 'lil one, I thought I'd be drinkin' alone again tonight, come out from behind there, 'n sit down with me, have one on the house!" He exclaimed, as he reached for another keg sat beside him.
You wonder to yourself if it's wise to do as he asked before abruptly having your thoughts interrupted once again, this time in a slightly more demanding, yet still blatantly drunk tone. "Ya know.. If you don't come outta there, I'll just come get'cha myself hun.." He stated before taking a brief pause from his wine to peer menacingly down at you. Your eyes widen and you shakily climb out from your hiding place in the corner, the looming drunk once again returning to his keg for a few hefty gulps before pausing again to speak. "Ahh.. now that's much better! C'mon, grab me that barrel over there, 's a fine one it is! 'n feel free to find yourself a drink ya fancy as well! ..If there's any left, hah!" The marsupial returned to his keg and in mere moments polished it off to the last drop before you've even reached the barrel they'd demanded, chucking his aside before motioning for you to pick up the pace and bring him another drink. Rolling the heavy cask onto it's side you push it over to the massive, sloshing glutton as you eye up the entryway and decide to make a break for it the second he begins to indulge himself once more.
However, as you finally reach the towering roo, barrel pressed against his bloated girth, he reaches down and takes a firm hold of your arm. "You know.. It really is delightful to have someone to drink with-" He spoke while grabbing the cask with his other paw, taking another few mindbogglingly large gulps. "It's a shame however.. I don't share very well, never really have to be honest. It's quite the predicament, but I believe I know just how to fix this in a way that's fair to both of us." He smiled down at you warmly, but his words did anything but ease your worries as he released your arm and promptly wrapped his large paw around your torso, hefting you up and wasting no time as you're shoved into his steaming maw, the pungent scent of alcohol burning your nostrils and dulling your senses as you try your best to fight back, paws pressing out firmly against those pudgy cheeks and tongue, only causing you to clumsily slide while you coat yourself in slobber.
It's not long before you find yourself being slid back into his gullet, being clenched and firmly pressed by the surrounding walls as you're sent further down into those doughy depths, finally being forced into his gullet, splashing audibly into a pool of wines and ciders so deep you're forced to swim to stay afloat. The walls around you clench as the alcoholic waters splash against your face and the voracious glutton lets out yet another hefty, satisfied belch in response. The air so stained with alcoholic vapors you find yourself swiftly becoming intoxicated in turn just from the position you're in as you begin to lose feeling and energy while a stream of wine pours down onto your head. The sea of wine sloshing and churning as the walls around you are massaged and teased by the satisfied behemoth. "Ahh.. it really is nice to have a drinking buddy." He delightfully remarks, his words muffled through thick fat and your fading senses as everything steadily becomes dark.
--GAME OVER!--
TRY AGAIN??
~Roozard
As you ponder your possibilities, you imagine going around it and presenting yourself to whatever unknown thing may lie in the darkness is an absolute impossibility, so you endeavor to clamber over it as quietly as possible, soon finding yourself in the corner of the room, wedged in a small area between a towering shelf and the hefty cask beside you. Resuming your search your eyes soon light up with hope in the darkness, a switch, and in such a secluded location as well! Gripping your soft paw pads lightly around the switch you give it a cautious, yet hasty flick, trying to make as little sound as possible as light unreliably floods the room, unsure if it would remain as the bulb flashes several times before finally remaining lit.
To your surprise, an absolutely enormous, bloated marsupial sits in the same corner of the room you've wedged yourself into, not even half a dozen feet away from you on the other side of the cask as they gluttonously gulp down gallons of alcohol, an entire keg held within his single paw. You hastily cover your muzzle to stifle a gasp, surprised you didn't manage to bump into him earlier as you climbed over right beside him before you now quickly ponder how on Earth you're going to escape the room, peeking out from behind the large barrel in front of you. You'd hoped for some sort of alternate doorway, an exit to continue through the house to your freedom! But much to your dismay, this dead end yields only countless emptied bottles and barrels, their labels illegible by time and poor storage conditions.
Before you can think up an adequate way to leave unnoticed the intoxicated behemoth before you lets out a hefty, flame accompanied belch into the air before casually tossing aside the heavy keg in his hand like a petty stick. It rolls into your exposed leg, causing you to let out an irrepressible anxious whine, alerting the gargantuan drunkard to your presence where they then greet you in an oddly comforting tone. " 'Ey there 'lil one, I thought I'd be drinkin' alone again tonight, come out from behind there, 'n sit down with me, have one on the house!" He exclaimed, as he reached for another keg sat beside him.
You wonder to yourself if it's wise to do as he asked before abruptly having your thoughts interrupted once again, this time in a slightly more demanding, yet still blatantly drunk tone. "Ya know.. If you don't come outta there, I'll just come get'cha myself hun.." He stated before taking a brief pause from his wine to peer menacingly down at you. Your eyes widen and you shakily climb out from your hiding place in the corner, the looming drunk once again returning to his keg for a few hefty gulps before pausing again to speak. "Ahh.. now that's much better! C'mon, grab me that barrel over there, 's a fine one it is! 'n feel free to find yourself a drink ya fancy as well! ..If there's any left, hah!" The marsupial returned to his keg and in mere moments polished it off to the last drop before you've even reached the barrel they'd demanded, chucking his aside before motioning for you to pick up the pace and bring him another drink. Rolling the heavy cask onto it's side you push it over to the massive, sloshing glutton as you eye up the entryway and decide to make a break for it the second he begins to indulge himself once more.
However, as you finally reach the towering roo, barrel pressed against his bloated girth, he reaches down and takes a firm hold of your arm. "You know.. It really is delightful to have someone to drink with-" He spoke while grabbing the cask with his other paw, taking another few mindbogglingly large gulps. "It's a shame however.. I don't share very well, never really have to be honest. It's quite the predicament, but I believe I know just how to fix this in a way that's fair to both of us." He smiled down at you warmly, but his words did anything but ease your worries as he released your arm and promptly wrapped his large paw around your torso, hefting you up and wasting no time as you're shoved into his steaming maw, the pungent scent of alcohol burning your nostrils and dulling your senses as you try your best to fight back, paws pressing out firmly against those pudgy cheeks and tongue, only causing you to clumsily slide while you coat yourself in slobber.
It's not long before you find yourself being slid back into his gullet, being clenched and firmly pressed by the surrounding walls as you're sent further down into those doughy depths, finally being forced into his gullet, splashing audibly into a pool of wines and ciders so deep you're forced to swim to stay afloat. The walls around you clench as the alcoholic waters splash against your face and the voracious glutton lets out yet another hefty, satisfied belch in response. The air so stained with alcoholic vapors you find yourself swiftly becoming intoxicated in turn just from the position you're in as you begin to lose feeling and energy while a stream of wine pours down onto your head. The sea of wine sloshing and churning as the walls around you are massaged and teased by the satisfied behemoth. "Ahh.. it really is nice to have a drinking buddy." He delightfully remarks, his words muffled through thick fat and your fading senses as everything steadily becomes dark.
--GAME OVER!--
TRY AGAIN??
~Roozard
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