Nommz mentioned a rather delightful idea involving having one scivoli eat another so their flavors would blend (for him to snack on, of course), and I loved it enough to make a story out of it! Involves vore, weight-gain, and a scivoli getting greedily slurped up by a derg with strong cravings. Also stars my scivoli tiger, Roz!

Roz is hired to eat another scivoli, before discovering the gluttonous intentions of his client Nommz...

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A Flavorful Goo
By: Indi

Roz lurked in the back of the bar, pretending they weren’t still on the first drink they’d bought nearly an hour before. As a scivoli—sentient goo—they couldn’t easily blend in. They were bright pink, and clad in a partial shell resembling a tiger that left the bulk of their torso and arms exposed, along with quite a bit of their legs as well. Even amongst their kind they stood out. Yet they’d managed to flourish as a bounty hunter.

Though memorable, Roz was also unthreatening, which tended to work in their favor. They were just a curious-looking, unarmed bubblegum tiger. At least until they swallowed their bounty whole and waddled off with them.

Having a body made of goo came with many benefits, one of which was the ability to contain even the rowdiest meal. No punch or kick or even horn could break through their gooey body. They could also constrict it tight around a captive to inhibit struggling.

For most of Roz’s targets, the stay in their belly would be temporary, lasting only long enough for the trip to authorities. The hyena they were currently tracking would be a permanent addition, though, per the orders of their well-paying client.

Roz wasn’t the kind of person to turn down a chance to be paid to eat.

The hyena was another scivoli, orange in color and wearing a shell that mainly consisted of a stretchy jumpsuit. They were on the plump side, sporting a modest belly that jiggled at even the slightest movement. Roz would likely end up at least as round once they’d fully absorbed them. Just means I’ll have extra carrying capacity, Roz thought to themself.

A short while later the hyena finally finished off their last drink and stood up to leave. Roz wasn’t far behind.

It’d only taken a few days of observation for Roz to figure out the hyena’s routine, which usually ended in getting drunk at the bar before stumbling towards a subway and home. They never paid attention to anyone around them, never came off as suspicious, never tried to mix-up their routine.

They clearly weren’t aware someone wanted them gone for good and turned into anonymous goo on a scivoli gut, which just made Roz’s job easier.

The trip from the bar to the subway station was calm and uneventful. As Roz descended after them the noise of the city faded away, replaced by eerie quiet and the occasional automated alerts about approaching trains. It was late enough for them to be the only two at the platform. The automated voice spoke of a train arriving in two minutes.

Roz walked up beside the hyena. “Been having a good night?”

The hyena turned sluggishly, their exposed goo flickering a little. They wobbled. “Y-Yeah—hic!”

“Shame I’m gonna have to ruin it~” Roz said cheerfully.

A quick shove sent the hyena stumbling backwards against the wall, their whole body jiggling on impact. Before they could react they were pinned, dominant arm held down as a maw stretched over their head. The first gulp flooded their vision with pink.

It was no exaggeration to say that hundreds had made the same trip down Roz’s gullet and into their gooey gut. The tiger had perfected swallowing others to an artform, becoming a master of efficient eating. There were no wasted movements, no pointless delays to tease, no slip ups for their prey to take advantage of. Every action of the hyena was anticipated and countered--not that a confused drunk offered much resistance.

Roz’s neck bulged, and then so did their middle. Their pink goo was mostly opaque, but whenever the hyena pushed it’d gain a hint of transparency, revealing a murky paw or face. With not even a shirt to contain it, their belly was free to sway and bounce wildly, barely maintaining its shape. It swelled with every swallow, vaguely resembling a bubble being blown.

Roz carefully stepped away from the wall as they lifted the hyena off the ground, keeping their legs pinned together so they couldn’t kick. Gravity sped up the process, as did the fact both pred and prey were made of slick, flexible goo. Nothing slowed the hyena’s descent. If anything their own frantic squirms hastened it.

The mouth of Roz’s helmet slammed shut as soon as the hyena’s paws slipped through it, sealing them away.

“Almost forgot how delicious the big ones are,” Roz chuckled, taking a moment to rub their enormous middle. They lacked the taste buds of other species, so flavor was a matter of texture, shape, and movement. Which meant a whole person was practically a delicacy to them. “And of course how wonderful it is to have a meal so...malleable~”

They gave their gut--and the trapped hyena within--a firm squeeze. Shaking their gut made it bounce considerably, as it was essentially goo encased in goo. Sure there were a few solid pieces of shell inside as well, but nothing compared to the sensation of eating any non-scivoli.

“Perhaps I should indulge on my own kind more often.”

The automated voice announced the arrival of a train. Perfect timing. A single passenger got out, hurrying off the second they spotted the bulge of Roz’s belly. They grinned as they waddled into the train, finding the car empty. Another lucky break for the bounty hunter.

Settling into a seat took some effort. Roz’s stuffed gut spilled over their lap completely, nearly pinning them down. It was still wobbling greatly, its smooth surface broken by the frequent bulges of the hyena. Roz couldn’t resist pressing down on a bulge now and then.

“Haven’t had a mission this easy in a while. And filled both my bank account and my belly in the process!”

As the train lurched forwards, Roz’s body jiggled, ready to absorb its meal.


“Uorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrp!”

The metal helm that’d belonged to the hyena clattered down the aisle of the subway car, joining a small pile of similar, goo-coated refuse.

Roz had completely absorbed the hyena during the ride, their belly dwindling from a giant gooey mound to a merely rotund pink globe. They’d had to loosen their shell to handle their additional girth, but they hadn’t outgrown it entirely.

Aside from their new, portly shape, the most noticeable change in Roz were the swirls of orange in their pink goo. A lingering result of eating another scivoli, pretty but temporary. It’d fade by morning, and all that’d remain of the hyena would be their heft.

The announcement of Roz’s stop prompted them to stand. They were more sluggish than usual, having absorbed all the booze in the hyena’s system along with their mass. Roz was far drunker than he wanted to be, but still felt confident enough to make their way to the meeting with the client.

They waddled out of the train, amused by every bounce and jiggle of their brand new gut. It was a feeling they hadn’t realized they’d missed--though perhaps it was the liquor speaking.


Roz thumped on the door a tad bit harder than intended. “It’s me, Roz. I’m back from dinner.”

Seconds later locks were unlocking and the doorknob turned. On the other side was a chubby dragonmutt whose gaze immediately went to Roz’s middle. “Finally! Come in, come in!”

The client—Nommz—was a curious fellow. He was a lot less dour than Roz’s usual clients, which was odd considering he’d wanted someone eaten. But as long as he paid for the hit in full, Roz didn’t care. If he didn’t, well...Roz had plenty of room for dessert.

“The hyena’s nothing but a wobble in my step and some fancy swirls now,” Roz declared, giving their gut a slap for emphasis.

Nommz gave the gelatinous middle a squeeze, as if to make sure the fresh goo was real. His tail was wagging. The attention made Roz giggle and jiggle. “Yes, yes, better than I’d hoped. You stuffed yourself quite well!”

“Getting stuffed is kind of my job!” Roz laughed hard at their own joke, which only made them wobble more and Nommz’s tail wag harder. “Speaking of which, why don’t you help stuff my account so it matches my gut?”

“Why of course! Just have a seat on the couch and I’ll start the transfer. Can I get you a drink? My liquor cabinet is at your disposal.” Nommz ushered Roz over to the comfy couch, which had a wide gap for their tail to stick through. The already tipsy scivoli knew they didn’t need another drink, but Nommz’s celebratory mood was contagious, so they accepted anyway. The drink was strong but easy to gulp, and before Roz knew they’d gone through four of them, and quickly became outright drunk.

“Thought I...thought I—hic—was better at holding my liquor,” Roz giggled as they emptied the glass.

Nommz swooped in, giving the scivoli plenty of soothing belly rubs to put them even more at ease. “You seem pretty good at holding it in, at least. You’re kind of like a big, bubblegum and orange jello shot right now~” the dragonmutt teased.

“Hah! I think I’m a little too big to get gulped in one go like a jello shot, though.”

“Wanna bet?”

Before Roz could reply, the dragonmutt had slipped away and out of sight.

Nommz smiled wide as he circled around the couch, bending down in front of the scivoli’s twitching tail. He carefully grabbed it in both paws, easing his mouth over the tip as if it were a straw—which was exactly what he planned on using it for.

The dragonmutt frequently had cravings for scivoli, whose goo he found delicious. They always went down smooth, and there were so many flavors to choose from! But he’d never gotten to mix those flavors—until now. The entire reason he’d hired Roz to eat the hyena was so that he could snack on the resulting temporary fusion of flavor. He could barely contain his excitement.

The first slurp was powerful, filling Nommz’s mouth and throat with cool, refreshing goo. A single taste was all it took to make him greedily continue slurping up the boozey scivoli.

Roz realized something odd was happening, but wasn’t sober enough to quite figure out what. Their lazy attempt to stand was immediately foiled as their tail was pulled. They tried again and again, each time with less energy than the last. All they really accomplished was a lot of jiggling. “Uh, Nommz? Nommz where’d you go? I think I need help.”

Nommz, of course, was far more interested in helping Roz get into his belly. His chubby middle was gently swelling from the influx of liquor-infused goo, sneaking out from under his shirt. He ignored how big it was getting, focusing instead on the exquisite flavor he was being treated to. The orange of the hyena had blended wonderfully with Roz’s bubblegum. Even if he’d wanted to stop he couldn’t have. The taste was just too great.

Steadily Roz began to slim down as they were unwittingly consumed by their client. They watched their delightful new belly vanish and their shell feel looser and looser. They felt stretched out, as if they were being sucked down a drain. Their squirming intensified, but the loss of mass had weakened them greatly, and they were helpless.

Nommz’s round belly pressed against the floor, allowing the gluttonous dragonmutt to rest against it as he feasted. More, he wanted more! Half of Roz was in his gut, but he was already wishing he’d hired them to go after someone fatter, or after more than one prey. Maybe after a few more gulps he’d be content. Maybe.

One of Roz’s gauntlets slipped off, then the other. The greaves of their legs were falling off as well, like boots that’d somehow outgrown them. Even their helmet was starting to tilt forward, too heavy for the goo that remained.

“N-Nommz? I feel...I feel...hic…”

Nommz heard stuff clattering to the floor on the other side of the couch. He ignored it. Shortly after his slurps were replaced by the dry sucking of air through an empty tube. He’d eaten all of Roz.

The engorged dragonmutt frowned and tossed Roz’s tail aside. His smile returned as the aftertaste of his meal lingered on his tongue. He leaned atop his faintly wobbling belly, which had gradually become a comfortable bed as it’d filled with goo. A pleasant bonus, but nothing compared to how delicious his indulgent feast had been.

“I probably shouldn’t eat so much dessert, but it was just too good to resist!” Nommz said. There was a silent jiggle from his middle. “Bubblegum and orange was definitely a winner. Maybe I’ll try something with grape next. I think I remember a purple unicorn taking jobs. Just gotta think of a tasty flavor to blend them with~”

The liquor in his jello shot was just starting to kick in, which only made Nommz feel cozier. As he settled in for a very relaxing evening, his thoughts were filled with all the flavor combinations he’d have to try. His diet was about to get very, very gooey.