#belching
He’s a proud burper
Yeah, he burps a lot lmao
It took a while to make this edit so i hope you enjoy
This is a story written as a gift for @yummyinmytwistedtummy‘s birthday. When I asked them what they would like for the occasion, they said they wanted a JamilXReader story with vore as the featured kink. This is the result of that prompt. Hope you all enjoy!
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“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PREFECT!”
Ramshackle Dorm was usually the quietest dorm at Night Raven College (aside from the occasional paranormal activity; it WAS a Haunted Mansion, after all), but today, that wasn’t going to be the case. Every half hour at least, it seemed, new guests arrived to the decorated manor house, and by now the party was in full swing. The ghosts had handled the decorating, and the whole of Heartslabyul had pitched in to help Trey prepare food for the party, which they brought with them when they stopped by.
“Rule Number 222: Birthday Celebrators Will NOT Cook Their Own Meals,” Riddle had recited with a snooty sniff, before giving you a package wrapped up in black paper with a red ribbon. Every other Heartslabyul member had offered you a gift of some sort in similar wrappings.
“Rule 223,” Trey had smiled somewhat wearily. “All Birthday Gift Wrappings Shall Be Uniformly Managed, Unless Otherwise Dictated.”
It was not long after Heartslabyul had got settled in that the denizens of Diasomnia arrived, headed by Malleus Draconia himself. You had made sure, when you knew your birthday was right around the corner, to invite Malleus to the inevitable party: not doing so would probably have led to someone being turned into dragon chow.
Actually, that fact made it harder to do so, since you suspected “someone” would mean yourself, but you managed.
Naturally, the appearance of the Dark Prince himself led to some tension - Ace and Deuce were practically frozen solid with fear, and it had taken Sebek literally giving them a shake to snap them out of it - but the tension eased as the festivities went on and more people began to arrive: Azul and the Leech Twins had been next, and your ribs still felt sore after the obligatory “birthday squeeze” Floyd had given you. While Jade and Trey began to share cooking tips with Lilia, and Cater took photos of everything in sight, practically bouncing around the room, Azul helped himself to some of the birthday cake…the guilty look on his face indicated perhaps more than he intended.
The heads of Savanaclaw were next to show up; Ruggie had begun singing (badly) the instant he entered, regaling you with the Birthday Song as he set his package among the rest. Leona - the lazy thing he was - held a simple gift card in his hand, and placed it among the other presents. (You didn’t know what else you should have expected; he’d probably bought it at the last minute.) As for Jack, he had the largest package anyone had carried yet, and judging from the way he shuffled his feet nervously, it had to have been something expensive.
“It’s not because I care about you, or anything,” he insisted with a grumble. “Just…it wouldn’t have been polite to bring nothing. Okay? N-Not that I care about what others think!”
Chernabog bless him, he made it SO hard not to pat him on the head, the poor lamb.
I’m always forgetting to reblog things but this was an absolutely wonderful bday gift!!! I already expressed my gratitude verbally but just in case some of y’all are unfamiliar with @twistedtummies2 I HIGHLY recommend checking them out. Love love love LOVE their work ❤️❤️❤️❤️ thx again!
hey guys. remember me?
I literally pigged out all weekend, does it show? Find all of my nude piggy shenanigans on my LonelyFans, definitely don’t wanna miss it
God I’m so fucking full. Really overdid it tonight and it’s got me feeling some kind of way hopefully it doesn’t get taken down had to censor it pretty hard
Watch me get naughtier on the LonelyFans
