An otter drifts to sleep, and his playful feline boyfriend finds out something he never noticed about him before.
I wrote this story when a friend explained the concept of the navel as a vore entrance to me, purely because it intrigued me. I'm still not into it, but others seem to like it. Written in August of 05.
I wrote this story when a friend explained the concept of the navel as a vore entrance to me, purely because it intrigued me. I'm still not into it, but others seem to like it. Written in August of 05.
Category Story / Vore
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 7.5 kB
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