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It's a story about a cute bunny girl named Clover trying out some full tour vore with her caring orc friend Turnog.
Clover’s Forest Adventure
By Typhlosionboy
Clover yawned as she stretched out her furry rabbit arms, the morning rays of the sun beaming down upon the young female as she woke up. Wiggling her bosom as she debater getting up, it took a few minutes of the rays of light warming her body up to motivate the young hare put of bed, and into the kitchen as she pulled a pre-made salad out of her refrigerator. Clover had made a giant salad the other day, and as a smart bunny should, she saved the leftovers for a different day. Though she did like to flavor her salad with a reasonable amount of vinegar dressing, something about the flavor always gave the little bunny an extra perk to her day. Of course she could only apply so much each day otherwise she risked getting sick, though that was mostly an upset gassy tummy so it wasn’t anything too serious.
Clover couldn’t help but sigh a happy sigh as she enjoyed what she had in life; a nice lovely cottage deep within a forest where it was very serene. Nobody would bother her unless she invited company over for occasional late night activities that would required the next morning to be filled with snuggles. The only traffic she got was a very rare hiker passing by, but other than that the quiet she had was only disturbed by the charming routine sounds of wildlife including but not limited to the sounds of birds chirping in the morning, with crickets chirping at night. The young female rabbit enjoyed every bit of her life in the boonies as most people called it, but it was all the serenity that made everything worth it, though she was a little worried as she had been hearing strange noises the past few weeks.
Disgruntled grumbles every so often, or what sounded like possible snoring from an unknown creature, but every time she went to go check, the young rabbit couldn’t figured out where the noise was coming from as it quickly stopped. The only sign that she knew something was there was the loud shuffling and rustling of bushes as she got closer to the source of the noise before it disappeared, and whatever it was, it was huge. Being a rabbit within the forest wasn’t exactly easy, as actual predators could easily mistake her as prey, though Clover wasn’t going to lie, but she honestly thought the maybe a large cat was following her. Still there wasn’t much she could do except carry around mace for a precautionary measure, and a small dagger as well. Those were things the small bunny usually did anyways, but now she was debating how soon she might end up having to use them.
She refocused her mind on the current task of finishing up her salad, then she started to make her some coffee, of course it was decaffeinated. After all even though animals had evolved to be similar to humans, certain things weren’t exactly good for them, or some things were better than others for them. Most dogs could still die from eating chocolate in excess, but at the same time most could now process small amounts so they could actually eat chocolate, likewise rabbits stuck mostly to their vegetables maybe enjoyed cheese once in a while, but coffee or more specifically caffeine was a no no for their hearts. Small doses she would be fine, but Clover generally avoided it altogether if she could, which is why she enjoyed her coffee brand when they actually had it at the local farmers market that she went too, and as such she bought several packs at a time. This was to prevent her from running out in case the store didn’t stock her brand for a couple weeks or even for a month at a time, though truthfully she didn’t go through her own coffee so quickly.
After having started her coffee machine, she finished up her last few bites of her morning salad while her coffee brewed. The next few minutes Clover spent rinsing out the bowl she used for her salad, and stretching out her body across her couch, that was until her coffee machine beeped at her signaling that her brew was done. Getting back up from the couch, the young rabbit grabbed herself a mug, then filled her mug up three fourths of the way until it was nearly full. Taking a small whiff of the drink, she let out a happy deep sigh as a wonderful rich smell filled her nostrils. Clover took a few moments to blow up on her coffee, so that way when she took her first sip it wouldn’t instantly burn her tongue, which it thankfully didn’t. A large smile grew across Clover’s face, grinning as she gulped down her smooth, and very delicious liquid.
With a wrinkling of her cute bunny nose, Clover sat back down on the couch to stretch out her naked body against the soft leather of her furniture. The hare debated what she wanted to do today, but then realized she had a farm to tend to for the next few hours, well it was more like a large garden rather than a farm. It helped her save money each month as she grew her own produce and vegetables. Of course selling some to others is how she was able to buy other luxuries such as her coffee. She did all of this to lead a peaceful, quiet life away from the main hustle and bustle of the city, but she did occasionally get lonely so the rabbit would every so often visit her orc friend Turnog who lived a few miles away from her. He was a friendly fellow, even though his face looked like a bike Pinker, he had a heart of gold in her eyes.
Speaking of Turnog, maybe he could figure out what was following her, Clover thought in her mind, he seemed to have a way with the world perspective wise. Which meant he basically noticed extra things that she didn’t, especially if she took him back to the scene where something might have happened as she has had to on numerous occasions. Most of the time it had been wildlife, though very rarely their was a predator lurking about, but none had been stalking her she Clover was usually active in her garden or out hiking during the middle of the day. That was when most predators were hiding in shrubs cooling off, or even getting water from one of the many creeks sprawled across the forest. However Clover was excited that she had another reason to visit Turnog, as well as get some fresh forest mountain air.
Though that did mean she had to decide if she was going to put on clothes or not, since the freedom of clothing rulings, it became legal to walk around nude if one wanted to or not, and as such became a part of everyday life over time. That meant Clover had the choice, which she took a moment to think, and decided being in a forest she might as well go nude, since her orc friend wouldn’t mind anyways. Before she left though, Clover rummaged through her fridge as well as her pantry, and started grabbing a few things. The rabbit would casually fill a woven basket with several goodies including muffins, some vegetables, and even some fruit too. Figuring she might be there for a while, bringing them both something to munch on was the kind thing to do, especially for such a good friend such as Turnog. Though she looked at the basket, and decided to also put a few potatoes in the stash too since she knew her friend needed something that had a bit of extra filling in them.
Testing the weight of the basket, she figured this would do before it started to really get heavy, the weight it was at now she could still carry without having too much difficulties. Now the little bunny would smile as she closed the wooden door to the front of her house, basket in tow as she locked the door behind her before quietly heading to her friends house, well cave as he lived in a fancy decorated cave truthfully. Still she liked the inner design that he put into his cave dwelling, a lot of hard work went into his homestead, besides decorations, Turnog had even carved a stone door to male it feel a bit more homely every time she visited. Still it would occasionally smell musty in their, but that didn’t stop Clover from visiting, and as such she grinned as she steadily got closer to his house with each small furry step that she took with her cute bunny feet.
The female rabbit had to be careful with every step that she took though so as to not spill the contents of her basket onto the forest floor below. After all the young female hate didn’t want to get dirt all up in their food, so she took her time, and eventually Clover would make it to her friend’s front cave stone door. Knocking on it gently, Clover would patiently wait for her friend to open the door. She didn’t hear anybody inside, so once again she knocked on the front door a little louder this time, and that was when she heard shuffling around from within the cave walls. So eagerly awaiting an answer, she quickly got one when the front door slowly grinned to the side a bit. Once the door was fully open she smiled as she saw her friendly orc buddy standing there smiling back at her with his tusks hugging the corners of his mouth as he did so.
The two hugged briefly before they took a moment to speak. “Ah, my dear Clover bunny, what brings you to my neck of the woods?”
“Well, you see-“
“Hold that thought for a moment dear, come on in and relax, and then we can talk it over a cup of tea.”
Clover smiled, “Ah, it’s good to see you haven’t changed at all Turnog. Still the same sweet orc as you were when I first met you.”
“But of course I haven’t changed, of I had I couldn’t claim to be good ole me now could I?"
Clover giggled a little at his silly comment, then proceeded to step into the comforts of his cave dwelling, staring at all the knick knacks sprawled across the cave’s natural structures. Turnog lead her to one of his stone chairs where she waited for several minutes, that was until her friend returned with a fresh hot batch of tea for the two of them to enjoy together. Smiling softly, Clover waited patiently as Turnog sat down, and began pouring them each a cup of the hot steaming liquid.
After a moment of silence, it was Turnog who spoke first. “Alright, so now that we got some hot liquid in our bellies, plus some comfy chairs to relax in, tell me what seems to be bothering you dear.”
“Well you see Turnog, I think it might be another predator wondering the forest near my house again. Though this one seems different.”
“Different? How exactly do you think this predator is different than the others?”
“Well, like most predators I catch, they tend to be stalking me, and usually I’d have a either a close encounter using pepper spray, or I notice them as they are running off into the distance. This one however, seems to camouflage extremely well, appearing as if it was never there, but the rustling of nearby bushes proves otherwise that is until the noises fade moments later.”
“Hmm, that is odd indeed,” Turnog said, scratching the underside of his left tusk before pulling his hand away.
“Well, do you know what it might be? I mean it sounds much bigger than me, definitely bigger than a mountain lion of any sort so?”
“Well, I do know of one creature it could be, but you have to promise not to be mad okay?”
Clover took a moment to glare at Turnog, unsure of what to expect, she decided to relent before politely asking her question. “Alright Turnog, I promise not to be mad, but this had better be good.”
“Okay, here goes. So in regards to that one thing you told me about being safely ingested to experience the whole predator prey relationship, I had a friend use one of his really well trained bears to do some recording of you. All from a distance of course so that by the time you got to the bears actual location, it was already long gone and being a well blended predator despite their massive sizes, that allowed the bear to get away without being seen.”
Clover took a moment to gather her thoughts before responding. “Okay, I get the first part about what I’ve said in the past, but how does the bear recording me relate to any of that.”
“Well you see, I needed that bear to get a near complete accurate estimate of your height as well as your weight according to your surroundings as comparison.”
“I’m starting to understand, but why did you need that information from a bear when you could have just asked me yourself.” Clover stated with a hint of confusion in her voice.
“Well that was so I could have my witch of a friend make this for us!” The orc stated, as he excitedly held up a flask with a green glowing liquid.
“What…is that exactly Turnog?”
“Oh this? Just the ticket to a full tour within any predator that you choose. By allowing you to ingest this glowing green liquid, which was custom made for your species, as well as height; it will allow you to be ingested entirely by whatever predator of your choosing. After being devoured you will pass through said predators digestive track unharmed, the only downside is the smell at the end which can be fixed by a shower as this potion also has an odor blocking agent in it too, but can still only do so much.”
“So I can choose any predator I want then?” Clover said excitedly as a gleam began to form in her eyes.
“Well yes, I’m very good with animals as you know, and certain animals I’m sure I can have a friend help work out the details depending on what you choose, after all got to make sure they eat you whole. Otherwise the potion would be pretty pointless.”
“Animal, pfft, why I think I’d like you to do it. After all back in the day orcs used to eat other species just because they were hungry.”
Turnog gave Clover a slight glare at that comment, though he quickly let up since he knew it was true…partially, as he made clear in his next statement. “Yeah, but we ate them alive, not whole, mean which she an untold amount of pain not to mention you would simply come out in bite chunks which I’m sure you wouldn’t want to have happen to you.”
“Fair enough, but don’t you like have another potion of something that could allow you to swallow me whole. I mean after all if you planned to let me pick any animal I’m sure you actually intended to use said potions to make sure the animal of my choosing actually ate me whole.”
The green skinned orc stared blankly at Clover, wondering how she already figured it out. “I guess I can’t hide that fact from you. I didn’t think you would notice such details but I shouldn’t be surprised since your not just a dumb bunny like certain individuals that I know.”
“Awesome, so I’m guessing you drink the potion I just talked about so you can swallow me whole safely of course, and I drink the glowing green potion that keeps me safe.”
“That is correct miss Clover.”
“Just one question Turnog, how exactly are these specific potions tested and certified to be of safe use?”
“Oh that’s easy,” the orc started, “My friend who brews them knows some teleportation magic among other things. So after he brews up the elixirs, he tests them out on whatever creature he feels like being ingested by. In doing so he figures out within the first few minutes if the brew is working or not, if it is he stays in, if it isn’t he teleport out, and choosing non-magical creatures for the specific purpose so that he can teleport put. The recipes that are known own to work are the elixirs that he sells, incidentally that is sometimes how he figures out brews for other things.”
Clover listened to Turnog the entire time, making sure not to interrupt, and once he was done she nodded her head before speaking once more. “Alright, hand me the potion and let’s get this started.”
The friendly orc handed over the bottle of glowing green liquid, meanwhile while he pulled out a bottle of glowing blue liquid, in matching unison each person drank their respective potion. After that it was only a matter of time before Clover has a slight green tint to her entire body including her fur, while Turnog gently glowing a slight blue, the glow itself was almost undetectable. Clover looked up at the taller orc, as she got giddy at what was to come next.
“Your lucky Clover that this potion will actually allow me to stretch my mouth big enough to fit you, but before we actually do this you need to eat whatever you can fit in your stomach from all those snacks you brought, and the tea too. Your potion will let you come out unharmed but even so it still drains some of your energy at a slower rate so you’ll need to fill up first my little bunny.”
Clover looked at Turnog, nodding casually as she started eating as much food as she could, at a reasonable pace of course since she didn’t want to vomit. The entire time the little rabbit spent eating she would drink the hot fresh tea whenever she got thirsty, and after half an hour she was finally ready. That was if Turnog deemed she was ready, so she let him look her over, then after a few moments he smiled, giving her a thumbs up.
“One final note Clover, before we do this know that the side effects of our potions working in unison for your safety, may actually put you to sleep. It’ll be more like small little napping sessions, but you’ll still be able to see my insides, even though that will be a bit weird for me.”
Clover smiled cutesy as she let out a soft giggle, “Sure I understand Turnog, now let’s do a little less talking, and a little more munching please.”
Turnog sighed a little as he rolled his eyes slightly, he knew she had heard him, though he wasn’t sure she fully acknowledge how much she may or may not sleep throughout the process. Still, she wasn’t going to relax until she tried it out at least once, but that brought up the question whether he should start feet first, or head first. Looking at the little rabbit, he figured feet first, since that wasn’t what he wanted to be tasting last, plus the positioning would allow Clover to relax once she was inside of his stomach. Picking up his soft, fluffy rabbit friend, the orc gently raised her entire body above his head, and slowly he initiated her descent. The potion allowed him to stretch his jaws further without causing any damage to the rest of his body, but it was only when he started to get to her thighs that he had to actually stretch his jaws.
Meanwhile Clover wiggle as she felt his warm moist tongue caress across her feet, then work its way up to the fur on her thighs, but at that point she was feeling the rest of his hot breath and mouth across her lower body. The female rabbit was so excited that she wanted to bounce up and down, then side to side, but that wasn’t going to happen as she had to let Turnog take her in nice and slow. After all the rabbit didn’t want to accidentally hurt her friend turning the predatory process, aa so she stayed mostly stay, making sure not to squirm to much as the orc began pushing her waist gently past his teeth. At this point her entire upper body started to get drenched too from the coating of saliva, and before she knew it Clover felt her head get gulped up in one go. Shortly after that the world she was in got dark, turned pink, plus was very squishy as the flesh coaxed her down the throat into Turnog’s gullet.
For a few minutes the rabbit watch as the stomach was sloshing, moving a little as it closed in on her body. Though normally at this point the prey would have started suffocating unless magic or other potions were involve, Clover was breathing just fine. So several more minutes passed as the stomach began filling with liquid, except none of it actually got on her, even though she was surrounded by it, practically underneath it after a few more minutes. Feeling reassured that she wasn’t going to drown or suffocate, her body quickly started to feel tired, and soon the rabbit let sleep take ahold until she woke up at a later point. When she did awaken, the scenery looked completely different, plus it was a lot more constricting than the stomach was. Upon further observation she felt herself sliding slowly through what felt like a tube, which Clover figured was either the large, or small intestines.
Turnog on the other hand had been having trouble lugging his female rabbit friend who would be residing in his gut for at least a few more hours. Luckily it was a lazy day for him, and as such he didn’t have anywhere to go, but the hardest part of it all was not eating or drinking anything else. Turnog knew that eating more food or water wouldn’t disrupt the potions effects, but he didn’t want to actually have to take a crap or pissed on his floor later, since Clover was going to be coming out so he didn’t want to do that to her. The orc was thankful he was getting all the extra energy he need to get through the day from his rabbit friend, all without hurting her, but for some reason she was making his tummy gurgle a bit, while giving him some gas too.
Getting comfortable on the couch, Turnog took his time to relax, watch some Television, while Clover felt another nap sneak up on her several minutes later. It wasn’t until a few hours later that the orc felt the sudden but strong urge to use the restroom. Just in case there was anything else passing through his body, Turnog carefully pushed his stone door open, and headed to the nearby bushes. From there he popped a squat, but instead of pushing, he simply let his butt muscles get to work as his sphincter made it very clear he was indeed passing a whole bunny through this time around. Clover had just recently woken up, as she saw small glimpses of light, while feeling some more constrictions around her entire body figuring that something was happening. There was in fact quite a few constructions across her body, but before she even knew what was truly happening, she suddenly saw light, then felt something soft, then realized she was laying in something green.
“Well Clover, had was your adventure through my insides dear?”
“Dark, a little cramped, squishy, fleshy, and definitely something unique that I had never experienced before, but it was certainly fun.”
“Good, now uh, come take a shower dear. You kind of smell funny, and hopefully you’ll pick a different predator next time.”
“What you didn’t have fun with me wiggling in there?”
“Well it was different for sure, but the only reason really is I prefer getting my energy by eating food, not absorbing energy safely from potions. That being said though I hope you had fun.” The orc said leaning over to gently pat Clover on her head.
“Of course I did, now I guess I’ll go get cleaned up.” Clover was the first to take a shower at Turnog’s house, he had a small waterfall that he bathed in as well once she was done. The water itself came from a spring that channeled into a cave system, which over time had become his home that he now lives in today. The two friends sat around the table, ate what was left in the basket that Turnog had stored in his fridge, while drinking some tea, and with a delightful sigh the two relaxed until the late evening hours when Clover decided to leave. She thought about her stomach adventure, wondering what predator she should choose for next time, of course, once her orc friend got the potions once more, but that was all in good tim