#hammerspace

New character idea! My lovely wife made me start thinking about frog/toad OCs, and I ended up coming up with this character and almost instantly falling in love with her.

Meet Sloan! She’s based on a cane toad. Rather than any of my existing settings, she exists in a sci-fi themed setting that I don’t have a lot of details about. She’s a bounty hunter who uses her long tongue and strong belly to capture and transport people wherever they need to be taken! (And she almost always gets them there intact! Really!) Sloan is:

- Slender and very tall, likely approaching 7’.
- A very big eater, both of regular food and prey. Her appetite is almost insatiable!
- The proud owner of a high-tech bodysuit that creates a pocket dimension for her belly: this allows her to move relatively unhindered regardless of how full she is. This cost almost half a space-year’s income for her, but she has so far not regretted the purchase. Her belly immediately reappears if the suit is removed or damaged (given her line of work, the suit occasionally gets damaged and has to be repaired.)
- Friendly and bubbly of personality!
- Able to snag and swallow people very quickly. If she’s wearing the bodysuit, a bulge will appear in her neck but vanish below that.

What do you think of her? Would you be interested in seeing more of her? I may finish the sketches here and turn them into a story at some point.

It was just impossible.

Kyla stared, dumbstruck, as the rabbit sucked a female cat into her mouth. The feline was easily the rabbit’s size and a half, and yet as the rabbit slurped up the long tail, the only effect was for her cheeks to bulge out, as though she had just taken a particularly large bite out of a carrot.

Just like all the others.

Kyla looked around at what had formerly been a rather bombastic party. Piles of empty clothes, purses, jewelry, and other accouterments littered the floor, some of the sopping wet. Not an hour ago, the room had been filled with people, all of them dancing, chatting, drinking, or just generally having a good time.

And now, except for Kyla herself, they were all inside the rabbit.

The rabbit, with her lips sealed tightly, sloshed the contents of her mouth back and forth between her cheeks. Kyla thought she caught a glimpse of a set of fingers reaching desperately for freedom before they disappeared. After a few moments, the rabbit tilted her head back and swallowed.

Glk.

A small bulge traveled down the rabbit’s throat, disappearing beneath her collarbone. The feline was gone.

Kyla had seen the first few happen. It didn’t matter that many of her prey were bigger than her: they had vanished into the rabbit with no trace, her stomach remaining entirely flat. It was only after she had eaten a sizable number of the party’s guests that her stomach actually started to bulge, that the occasionally outline of a hand or paw or muzzle could be seen pressing out from beneath her fur. The whole party had given her a sizable gut, but it was still impressively small.

The rabbit then opened her mouth and reached up with one hand, sliding her fingers between her lips. She reached into her cheek, hooked something, and pulled out a mass of fabric. The feline’s clothes hit the ground with a wet slap.

Kyla felt her cheeks flush.

Then the rabbit’s eyes settled on Kyla, and her heart skipped a beat. She knew she had no hope of overpowering the rabbit. She was just a small bat, even smaller than the rabbit, and she had seen the rabbit eat prey twice her size.

So she just sat there, her back against the wall, as the rabbit crept towards her on all fours.

“M-my turn?” Kyla asked.

The rabbit nodded. “Don’t worry. It’s not going to hurt.”

“It’s n-not??” Kyla looked down at the rabbit’s relatively small, but still squirming, stomach.

“Yeah. I’m not a carnivore. I can’t really digest meat.”

“S-so you’re going to let us out?” Kyla asked hopefully.

The rabbit just crept closer.

Kyla could feel a heavy weight in her chest. “Y-you’re not going to let us out.”

The rabbit was over Kyla now; her belly almost in the bat’s lap. She shook her head.

Kyla swallowed hard. “E-ever?”

The rabbit just smiled.

“B-but… won’t people notice?”

The rabbit braced one hand against the wall next to Kyla’s head, and placed the other one on her stomach. “Big enough to be noticeable,” she said. “And a little bulgy, though that’ll settle down, I imagine. But still, you could easily mistake me for pregnant, don’t you think? And you know us bunnies. It’ll be the first thing people think.”

Kyla stared at the rabbit’s gut. If she hadn’t just seen an entire party’s worth of guests disappear into it, would she even realize what was in there? Or would she have just assumed she was another pregnant bunny?

Kyla slowly slid her gaze up, until it focused on the rabbit’s small mouth.

“Enjoy your stay,” the rabbit said.

Then she opened her mouth wide and wrapped her lips around Kyla’s muzzle.

Glk!