30 minute stream sketch drawn at https://piczel.tv/watch/foxyoreos


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Mirf squirmed helplessly within his sticky prison as the leech's mouth descended over his head. It was wet, and hot, dripping with viscous fluids that softened the glue caked into his fur. The leech was sucking on him like a lollipop, slowly extracting him from the sticky floor.

'Out of one sticky situation and into another,' popped into his head. It was like getting swallowed by a sleeping bag. Mirf's lower legs were caked with glue and he couldn't even twitch them. Meanwhile, the jaws hooked under Mirf and held him tight. His upper body was squeezed by flesh all around him so that all he could do was weakly squirm within them.

It was a relief to be pulled out from the existential terror that was the glue trap, stuck to the floor unable to even turn his head. But it wasn't like the mouth was giving him much more space to struggle. Mirf was surprised at how shallow the mouth was... His nose bumped up against a tight ring of flesh that seemed to kiss him, softly soaking a new fluid into his face as his nose was forced inside.

His mind felt disconnected from what was happening, but he noticed that this new fluid stung his skin. Actually, it kind of hurt a lot...


Goliath leeches have no real throat, the back of their mouths end directly at the sphincter to the leech's first stomach.

In actuality though, the leech's real first stomach is the mouth itself. The mouth of a goliath leech is actually an underdeveloped stomach, tapering off into jaws instead of into a sphincter. Of course, it lacks the ability to fully secret acid and digest prey, but the glands that produce the goliath leech's sticky glue for trapping prey are actually just juvenile factories for producing stomach acids.

Not that Mirf knew any of that, and not that he'd ever get a chance to learn it. The leech paused. With only one rat caught, it could afford to savor its meal. Still with only one rat caught, it was hungry, and eager to get its meal inside where it belonged~ The leech forced its head forward, pulling the rodent into its mouth up to its cute, plump hips. The legs were still stuck in solidified glue. The leech began to drool.


Mirf felt the heavy, wet tunnel slide over his belly until the jaws were hanging over his butt, softening saliva mixing with the glue and making it gooier. Soon the glue would dissolve enough for him to be pulled in and swallowed, but for now the leech was forced to takes it time. It felt strange that the leech's glue trap was both the reason he was going to die and the only thing keeping him alive right now.

His head pushed deeper into the stomach's opening sphincter and with a lewd squelch it opened up to invite his head. Mirf couldn't see anything, his head was burried within flesh. But then his nose poked through and all he could smell was burning and death.

He began to struggle more violently. The leech simply pulsed around him, in an affectionate way <3


Goliath leeches don't have tongues, but while they can't taste their prey they do have a very sensitive sense of touch and feel within their mouths and stomachs. Rather than taking pleasure in how a victim tastes, the leech takes pleasure in the victim's feel: its shape, the way it squirms, the little noises that it makes and how firm or supple it is~ UwU

There is nothing a goliath leech enjoys more than a wriggling, plump ball of flesh squeezing into one of its stomachs <3


Pop!

Mirf's head squeezed through. Suddenly his nose, his mouth, his eyes - everything hurt. The steam from the acids was already biting into him before his body even touched the fluids, even the stomach's air was already making his face and lungs feel raw.

He was no longer thinking about his legs, which was just as well because the leech was almost done extracting them <3 Mirf had other things on his mind now. He screamed and wailed in panic, trying desperately to move his face away from the pool that he was slowly sliding into.

A hard object brushed against his face. A skull from a previous resident. It was oddly smooth, polished by digestion. Mirf recoiled, but couldn't go anywhere, couldn't get away from it. With lewd, sickening slurps, his body was sliding into the waiting tum.



As a goliath leech grows, its mouth elongates and the glue producing glands in the back of the leech's mouth begin to produce more traditional acids. When this happens, the leech's mouth closes in about halfway down, tightening into another sphincter.

Each stomach is fully capable of digesting prey on its own, but earlier stomachs tend to be less potent only because they're still somewhat juvenile.

Each mousie treat contributes nutrients to helping the stomach it's trapped within to grow big and strong X3 The jaws closed around Mirf's toes, the unfortunate rodent struggling harder than ever as his head and shoulders slipped deeper in to the caustic chamber that he'd be helping to nourish.


For a while, the leech just savored the feeling of its prey, trapped. The rats tail was the only thing still sticking out of the mouth. With a soft slurp, the leech pulled it in and nestled it safely against the rodent. The tail flopped around inside, smacking sliding across the sensitive walls as the rat tried to do anything - anything at all - to preserve its life.

It felt wonderful~ <3 A soft smooth motion pulled the rat through the sphincter up to its back-legs.

The leech was still enjoying the way the rat's legs twitched, but its stomach growled impatiently. Best not to keep a hungry tummy waiting~ UwU The leech opened up its mouth, stretching out to really squeeze against the rodent as it was pulled through and slopped down safe and sound within the stomach pouch.

Then the stomach walls collapsed down and the only thing visible of the rat now was the squirming bulge under the leech's skin. If it had been scared before it was terrified now, basting in acids that would soften it up nice and slow, unable to do anything but lie down and soak in a nice hot bath made especially for cute mousies like it. X3c

The leech rolled the mouse back and forth with its stomach muscles. It felt so good to be full, to let its prey just get a nice long leisurely stay within its tum~

The leech released a bit more air, letting the stomach press down even tighter on the prey. The lower stomachs gurgled together eagerly, in anticipation of their future meal~

foxyoreos: Comments are highly welcome, horny or not :3 I love to know if you liked a piece or if I managed to press any buttons for you <3 It can vary, but I usually don't mind talking about horny or doing some elaboration or a little teasing~ Just remember I am pawsonally aroace (see profile description), and remember to keep things on-topic (that means art of safe preds is not the place to talk about digestion/cruelty, fox preds eating bunnies isn't the place to talk about role reversal, furry pieces aren't the place to talk about humans, etc).

I'm also happy to elaborate on my art process or to answer questions about what's going on in a picture or story. I try to respond to most comments when I can, but I might not get to all of them.

Reminder that any foxes in any vore scenarios in my comics are separate characters and not my fursona, my fursona doesn't do any vore at all (safe, endo, unwilling, fatal, prey, whatever) :3

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