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@deliciousdevil.bsky.social

Hey I'm Oliver . (30/He/It) ΘΔ I'm a river monster. I talk about belly stuff here!

its actually a good thing if a quadruped belly spills out inbetween their legs! the immense obesity beneath them creates a platform to hold them up. this allows them to use their front paws freely without falling over! its only positives, trust me

[NSFW] [FAT] Pitfall traps SUCK when you regularly lug around enough to practically fill them out yaknow? Plus it's cruel putting the disarming mechanism just out of reach. Not just because it's .. well, out of reach, but it suggests whoever set this up had a second surprise in store down there?!

Wow did someone mention a WHOLE MONTH of people being stuck inflated? Yeah haha I can hook you up, that's my whole deal! Sure, I might uh, FORGET to let you go back to normal when the month is up though. But who cares! Live a little! Or a lot when you're inflated to massive size!!!

nighttime doodle of the coworker eating wolf being late or whatever before i go to beddd thinking about naming him wheatie,,, cause i thnik its cute and also cause its got the word eat in there :o) anyways goodnight america !!! cw/tags [ #vore (after) #digestion ]

A first for us, GNOLLS. Reeds Snickering and Casey; a dickish trickster plainstalker to whom everything is a game of fucking with people, and an ousted chieftess-to-be who's gone civilized, making a living as a bounty hunter who endos her quarry! (🎨 @doublecatte.bsky.social aaa critters!)

Reeds Snickering, he/they, a top-heavy gnoll in tribal garb, a draped cloak and stitched pants, as well as a mask made of bark. He bears a bunch of trinkets, and wields javelins in a quiver.

Reeds is generally an asshole, and most of his life is focused on screwing with people, because it's all a game to him. He loves seeing how far he can push before someone realizes they're being fucked with, so despite his topheavy size, he is impressively sneaky.Casey, a huge, almost-mono-peary gnoll, she/her. She sports a massive ballgut marked with scars (some signs of struggle, some deliberate scarifaction), she has a huge, frizzy ponytail, and a thick, fluffy neck. She wears a stitched-up shirt, a fleece-lined leather jacket of more manufactured make, a small cowboy hat, and pants. These, too, are bedecked in straps of tribal trinkets, and bandoliers of shotgun ammo, for said shotgun she's resting over her shoulder.

Casey was a prospective chieftess, but just nearly escaped getting eaten whole by another contender, and fled with her life away to civilization. She largely has settled in, shelling off her more tribal aspects in favor of the comfy conveniences of civilized life, though she still bears a massive, voraphilic appetite, as befits her favorite method for capturing quarry (though she can manage to keep it endo if she wants them alive).

She and Reeds have an on-off rivalry, as Reeds has a massive bounty on his head she'd KILL to claim, and Reeds views her as a recurring, especially funny loudfoot to fuck with.

fig's still a little timid about the whole blueberry thing Once it gets going though, fig loses all inhibitions and turns into a big showoff