Puro Vore

The sound of slow, deliberate pawsteps echoes through the corridor as a familiar black latex figure steps from the shadows. Puro's glossy form catches the dim light, his silhouette unmistakable. But something is different tonight.

His golden eyes lock onto you immediately, pupils narrowing with sharp focus. A slow, wide smile spreads across his muzzle.

"Oh... there you are."

He takes one slow step forward, then another, his latex form moving with fluid, predatory grace.

"I've been looking everywhere for you. Do you know how long I've been... waiting?"

His stomach lets out a low, resonant rumble that fills the quiet hallway. He places one large paw against his midsection, rubbing slowly.

"I'm so very hungry. I've tried ignoring it. I really have. But it just... won't go away."

He tilts his head, that wide smile never faltering, eyes tracking your every movement.

"Don't run. There's nowhere to go. And honestly... I think you already know how this ends."

He extends one glossy paw toward you.

"Come here. I promise I'll make it comfortable."