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The morning after her 18th birthday, a demon approached Princess Emeline with a bowl in hand. The bowl was filled with what appeared to be tiny people.

"W-Who are you? Why are you here?" Emeline stammered.

"I'm Loretta, a friend of your mother's. And I've come to help you, all you have to do is give me a few favors." She said. "I'm also here for a little bit of revenge, but that's besides the point."

"Whatever you're trying to help me with I don't need help from demons." Emeline said defiantly, though her voice broke with fear. "Now leave before I call the guards."

"What these guards?" Loretta plucked a man from her bowl and held him aloft as she opened her mouth. He writhed between her fingers before being dropped into her waiting mouth. She swallowed quickly. "I don't think they'll be much help in my stomach. Besides, I think you'll want to know why I'm here, and what happened to your mother."

"I already know what happened to my mother, she was ill, you don't need to tell me." Emeline didn't want to be reminded of her mother's death.

"That's what they told you isn't it? That's not what really happened though. Your mother was a demon like me, when they found out, she was hanged, simply for being a demon, she had done nothing wrong. That makes you a demon too." Emeline tried to object. "Have you ever noticed a hunger you can't sate no matter how much you eat?" Loretta held up another shrunken guard. "You're feeling it right now aren't you? That's because you're not hungry for food, you're hungry for humans." She plopped the guard onto her tongue and swallowed loudly. Emeline's stomach growled like it was jealous.

"Even if that is true, what are you here to help me with?" Emeline was curious now, though her guard was still up.

"I'm here to help you become the queen you should be, that's why I'm here precisely today. Yesterday would have been far too noisy with your birthday and all, and before that they would have simply given you a regency council; now you're of age." Loretta explained. "Now I should explain the favors. Don't worry it's nothing big. First, make me your advisor, you're going to need me, and I could use a cushy, powerful job, it's a win-win. Second, I'll need you to eat your father." She reached into the bowl and pulled out the plump man with greying hair. "I'm almost jealous, he's such a nice little morsel."

"My father! No I won't do that." Emeline's stomach growled in disagreement. "Why do I have to do it? Can't you just do it and I'll become queen when he dies anyway?" The relief the shrunken king felt at her refusal quickly left as she made the suggestion.

"I could, but I need to know you're loyal to me and not him, besides he killed your mother, doesn't he deserve it? I'll even feed him right to you." Loretta set the bowl on a nearby table and put his legs into her mouth, letting him dangle upside-down. She abruptly leaned into the stately chair Emeline was sitting on, and caressed her cheek. Emeline was taken aback at the aggressive gesture and sat in her chair, nervously watching her father flail between the lips of the demoness. "Open." Loretta awkwardly commanded with her mouth full. Emeline acquiesced, letting her come closer. She was terrified, excited, hungry. Loretta dangled the king into her mouth, and dropped him. "That's it." She said. Emeline tasted her father, he was more delicious than anything she had ever had, like every other food she had ever known was fake. She sloshed him around in her mouth, then pushed him towards her molars to chew. Loretta noticed and put her hand underneath her chin and lifted it up to look her in the eyes. "Don't chew, swallow him whole and alive. The blood doesn't taste good, and it'll give him plenty of time to think about what he did to your mother while you digest him." she said. Emeline did as she was told again.

"I did it. Now what?" Emeline said, shaking with excitement, nervousness, relief? She couldn't tell.

"Now it's time to get rid of the rest of the old guard." Loretta grabbed the bowl of shrunken people off the table. "Would you like to join me?" Emeline nodded hesitantly. "Great!" Loretta grabbed a man and offered the bowl. "To queen Emeline, long may she reign!"

I haven't done too many multi-page renders recently so I figured I'd do one for vore day today. I kept scrapping stories like this and this was finally the push I needed to get one done.

Available as individual renders on Patreon .

Description
The morning after her 18th birthday, a demon approached Princess Emeline with a bowl in hand. The bowl was filled with what appeared to be tiny people.

"W-Who are you? Why are you here?" Emeline stammered.

"I'm Loretta, a friend of your mother's. And I've come to help you, all you have to do is give me a few favors." She said. "I'm also here for a little bit of revenge, but that's besides the point."

"Whatever you're trying to help me with I don't need help from demons." Emeline said defiantly, though her voice broke with fear. "Now leave before I call the guards."

"What these guards?" Loretta plucked a man from her bowl and held him aloft as she opened her mouth. He writhed between her fingers before being dropped into her waiting mouth. She swallowed quickly. "I don't think they'll be much help in my stomach. Besides, I think you'll want to know why I'm here, and what happened to your mother."

"I already know what happened to my mother, she was ill, you don't need to tell me." Emeline didn't want to be reminded of her mother's death.

"That's what they told you isn't it? That's not what really happened though. Your mother was a demon like me, when they found out, she was hanged, simply for being a demon, she had done nothing wrong. That makes you a demon too." Emeline tried to object. "Have you ever noticed a hunger you can't sate no matter how much you eat?" Loretta held up another shrunken guard. "You're feeling it right now aren't you? That's because you're not hungry for food, you're hungry for humans." She plopped the guard onto her tongue and swallowed loudly. Emeline's stomach growled like it was jealous.

"Even if that is true, what are you here to help me with?" Emeline was curious now, though her guard was still up.

"I'm here to help you become the queen you should be, that's why I'm here precisely today. Yesterday would have been far too noisy with your birthday and all, and before that they would have simply given you a regency council; now you're of age." Loretta explained. "Now I should explain the favors. Don't worry it's nothing big. First, make me your advisor, you're going to need me, and I could use a cushy, powerful job, it's a win-win. Second, I'll need you to eat your father." She reached into the bowl and pulled out the plump man with greying hair. "I'm almost jealous, he's such a nice little morsel."

"My father! No I won't do that." Emeline's stomach growled in disagreement. "Why do I have to do it? Can't you just do it and I'll become queen when he dies anyway?" The relief the shrunken king felt at her refusal quickly left as she made the suggestion.

"I could, but I need to know you're loyal to me and not him, besides he killed your mother, doesn't he deserve it? I'll even feed him right to you." Loretta set the bowl on a nearby table and put his legs into her mouth, letting him dangle upside-down. She abruptly leaned into the stately chair Emeline was sitting on, and caressed her cheek. Emeline was taken aback at the aggressive gesture and sat in her chair, nervously watching her father flail between the lips of the demoness. "Open." Loretta awkwardly commanded with her mouth full. Emeline acquiesced, letting her come closer. She was terrified, excited, hungry. Loretta dangled the king into her mouth, and dropped him. "That's it." She said. Emeline tasted her father, he was more delicious than anything she had ever had, like every other food she had ever known was fake. She sloshed him around in her mouth, then pushed him towards her molars to chew. Loretta noticed and put her hand underneath her chin and lifted it up to look her in the eyes. "Don't chew, swallow him whole and alive. The blood doesn't taste good, and it'll give him plenty of time to think about what he did to your mother while you digest him." she said. Emeline did as she was told again.

"I did it. Now what?" Emeline said, shaking with excitement, nervousness, relief? She couldn't tell.

"Now it's time to get rid of the rest of the old guard." Loretta grabbed the bowl of shrunken people off the table. "Would you like to join me?" Emeline nodded hesitantly. "Great!" Loretta grabbed a man and offered the bowl. "To queen Emeline, long may she reign!"

I haven't done too many multi-page renders recently so I figured I'd do one for vore day today. I kept scrapping stories like this and this was finally the push I needed to get one done.

Available as individual renders on Patreon .