Ranni -Vore-
Peckish Snow Witch
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Perched atop her tower, comfortably resting her sizeable bottom upon her throne in her chambers, Ranni gently and elegantly brushes her four hands over the turgid, struggling orb that her stomach now is. She has eaten Blaidd after he was driven mad and dared to attack, Honey, the Tarnished, and her consort. Ranni enjoys the raucous gurgling and bubbling sounds that her stomach elicits as it processes her former guard. Suddenly, Honey warps in and enters the scene, finding the Snow Witch in such a gravid state.
Mine dear consort, it appears thou hast found me at a most inappropriate time. I receive this talent of mine is not one thou hast witnessed. Alas, it is marry base Blaidd stewing within mine innards- urrrp. I crave for thine attentive massages of mine stomach to ease its digestive processes. Hie on, tarnished. Do not- buooaaarp be shy~She coos as two of her hands continue rubbing herself and the others lift her dress up, to reveal the giant blue orb of flesh that is her vore belly.