haha what if I posted another animation tonight...
lol no that would be silly...
unless... π
lol no that would be silly...
unless... π
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Forwarded from Xenon's Wotterpark π
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Vore Animation WIP/Loop!
Wild dog sloshin' that prey to the beat, feeling that weight shift as they squirm~
Looks like he might be catching the attention of someone in the mirror, too >:P
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Making steady progress on this animation, lots of new things I haven't done before!
Wild Doggo is Radar!
Vore Animation WIP/Loop!
Wild dog sloshin' that prey to the beat, feeling that weight shift as they squirm~
Looks like he might be catching the attention of someone in the mirror, too >:P
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Making steady progress on this animation, lots of new things I haven't done before!
Wild Doggo is Radar!
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I was going to post a few more things tonight so I apologize
I do not really know how to say this neatly.
I am depressed in a way that feels like it has settled into every part of my life. The PTSD is still there most nights, waiting for the quiet, and nothing has really touched it. Not medication. Not therapy. Not burying myself in work, projects, noise, and anything that keeps me distracted.
I keep trying to drown it out, but it always comes back up.
The worst part is how normal it is starting to feel. Waking up, functioning, smiling when I need to, then going home and feeling completely empty.
It is a strange kind of grief, realising happiness has become something I remember more than something I feel.
I am depressed in a way that feels like it has settled into every part of my life. The PTSD is still there most nights, waiting for the quiet, and nothing has really touched it. Not medication. Not therapy. Not burying myself in work, projects, noise, and anything that keeps me distracted.
I keep trying to drown it out, but it always comes back up.
The worst part is how normal it is starting to feel. Waking up, functioning, smiling when I need to, then going home and feeling completely empty.
It is a strange kind of grief, realising happiness has become something I remember more than something I feel.
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Radar's Stash π
I was going to post a few more things tonight so I apologize I do not really know how to say this neatly. I am depressed in a way that feels like it has settled into every part of my life. The PTSD is still there most nights, waiting for the quiet, andβ¦
The kind of lonely where you can still talk to people, still be around people, still answer messages, and somehow feel completely unreachable anyway.
I do not want pity. I do not even really know what I want.
I think I just miss feeling like a person instead of a collection of distractions, routines, coping mechanisms, and things I use to avoid being alone with my own head.
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just think about it... I've swallowed your friend (or boyfriend π).
Their cute face bulging out so clearly from my tight gut... squirming and pressing out while you stroke yourself right over their bulges, painting them, giving them a thick, messy facial straight through my belly~ π₯΄
Their cute face bulging out so clearly from my tight gut... squirming and pressing out while you stroke yourself right over their bulges, painting them, giving them a thick, messy facial straight through my belly~ π₯΄
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Radar's Stash π
PART 1 Sorry, he's mine now. Guess that liquid courage made him brave enough to find out exactly where he belonged... He went down so easy, warm and squirming all the way. But if you are quick, I might share what is left. Open wide for me and let us see howβ¦
so... how many times?... π€π
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Actually, link me your fav art i've gotten so i can see what people like most :3
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