Carthage really needed to avoid these situations. Maybe he gets into them willingly though, despite how he acts when confronted. Unfortunately, he wasn't getting out of this one, seeing as Rapha had him quite literally
by the scruff of his neck. She had toyed with him for a while, licking him, breathing on him, and whispering in his ear just exactly how he was going to add to her figure. Maybe he'd go to her hips, maybe her breasts. Who knew? Part of the fun is the surprise, as many people might tell you.

Whimpering softly, he hung above her head, dangling precariously over her open mouth. Rapha wasn't far from finishing him off, but she still wanted to tease him, clearly enjoying watching him squirm as she slowly opened her maw, the light of the room reflecting perfectly and giving her mouth flesh an electric blue glow. Thick ropes of spit stretched and broke from tongue to palate, the pools swirling towards the back of her throat. Every so often, her enormous tongue would rise up, and with an audible "gllrk", the fluid would disappear into her dark gullet. Rapha smirked as Carthage hid a blush on his visor, clearly the battle was lost long ago. Not that it mattered to her, he was her food, and food didn't get a choice.

It was rather quick. Whether or not that was better than having it drawn out, it was still a shock to Carthage, who at one second was still suspended in the air above his latest girlfriend's drooling mouth, and the next, was falling through the air, almost immediately sealed in hot, sticky darkness as Rapha snapped her teeth shut, barely missing his head. Moans of delight traveled up her throat towards him, undoubtedly because of his taste, and he was thankful that she couldn't see him anymore, for he was blushing hard enough to light up her entire mouth. Her tongue rolled around him, and it was clear that she wasn't wasting any time in pushing him to the back of her throat, the uvula raising and her esophagus flexing with anticipation. He couldn't have fought it if he tried. The powerful muscle underneath him rose up, delighted at finally tasting it's meal, and shoved him backwards, down into the permanent abyss.

She had deliberately left him a little larger, Rapha was a girl that liked a challenge. Unfortunately, her boyfriend wasn't strong enough this time to fight back, although that came with it's own set of perks. As the lump in her neck began its rather speedy descent, she traced it with a sense of lust, almost longing to extend it for hours. Her legs quivered with enjoyment, and even the desperate attempt Carthage made to stretch himself out in her throat went poorly. She simply pushed a finger against her lover, forcing him down, sinking out of sight behind her chest. A soft sigh of finality left her maw, and she allowed her tongue to droop out, relishing the feeling of live prey squirming around in her midsection. He wouldn't last long, seeing as she was a natural predator, but who cared? He was food now, and food doesn't get to have feelings. <3

What. A. RIDE! This has been in the making for a while, but I think it turned out absolutely, incredibly fantastic! Something like this pushes all the right buttons for me, and  Freddymartin did an amazing job of coordinating everything to my liking. The top left panel actually was inspired by one of my favorite drawings of all time, a vore comic VeryBatty did of a pred swallowing Aromisuola down as nothing more than fuel for a workout. Dis one! https://www.furaffinity.net/view/40361509/ Nothing more arousing than that aaaaaaa
Anyway! Perfect art goes to  Freddymartin, and if you don't commission him, I'll eat you, k? >:3
Story, Rapha, and Carthage belong to me!