Spector

Name: Spector
Species: Anthro Coyote
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Size: 5' 4" - 125 lbs.
Pred/Prey: Prey only

Spector is a rather rambunctious and fun-loving coyote who tried to get along with everyone. When he was just a pup, he had fallen into some strange sludge while playing in the forest. The sludge seeped into his fur and flesh, turning parts of his fur green, as well as create bio-luminescent patches. While harmless, this did now make it impossible for him to hide in the dark, as those patches are always glowing.

Loves games of chance/dice games. Isn't as much interested in what the stakes might be. He simply loves the randomness of chance and seeing what happens.


RP Types: Anything Goes.
Seriously, I have far too many kinks which I enjoy to restrict an RP to specific ones. Plus, trying something new is the best way to see if I might enjoy that, too.
Also, just because something is or isn't in my preferences, doesn't mean it needs to be included or excluded from an RP. I just want my partners to do what they enjoy, and I'll enjoy it with you.

So, whatever my partner is capable of doing and has the desire to do, is fine with me. After all, why have interesting and unique abilities, if you're not going to use them on your victims? So, if you've always wanted to try out one of those abilities you have but never actually use, consider this coyote an ideal test subject.
This includes more than just vore. Transformation. Snuff. Roasting, Bullying, Etc... It's all good.

I mostly enjoy not knowing what's going to happen, until it does. Spontaneous and surprise encounters are the most exciting. Pre-planning an RP not only takes the suspense out of it, but limits it from possibly going in a more fun direction than originally planned.

Can be willing or unwilling, depending on how the encounter plays out. After all, a curious yote might be interested in experiencing whatever you might have to offer. Or, you might scare him into fearing for his life (and usually with good cause).


ENCOUNTERS:
- 2025-01-12: (will clean this up and shorten it later) While playing some dice games, Mugota swallowed Spector's dice. After getting his own dice back, Mugota inhaled his dice out of Spector's hand.
Fascinated, this led to the coyote soon holding a tennis ball for Mugota to inhale, but this time Spector held onto the ball in order to feel how strong of an inhale the goat could produce. After two relatively weak attempts, Mugota gave a powerful inhale which yanked the coyote right off his feet and getting sucked in a raging vortex of wind, right into the goat's mouth and down the darkness of his gullet.
It seemed impossible for him to fit so easily, but there he was, as if reality was warping around him to make it easy for Mugota to swallow him down.
Landing in a soft and squishy chamber, he discovers the fleshy area to be much larger than believable; but reality soon sets in. Somehow, he was inside of Mugota's storage stomach.
Fascinated by what happened, he talks with Mugota, before realizing he lost his tennis ball and reaches into one of the openings in the wall to try to find it. Unfortunately, the muscular valve in the opening grabs hold of his arm and pulls Spector from the storage stomach and into... the other side of the same chamber.
Finding the tennis ball that was revealed when he kicked some furniture while squirming in the valve, he decides to simply relax where he was for now.
Hours, perhaps days have passed before Spector decides to explore once more; finding another opening in the wall to test out. Pushing his tennis ball through first, he soon follows; discovering a fleshy tunnel beyond. Wriggling his way along, he pauses when he reaches the end of the tunnel, enjoying the sensations of the tunnel squeezing and squishing around him.
Strangely, as he enjoyed the massage of the tunnel, it began to stretch out before him, elongating. The walls squeezed around him tighter, making it difficult to move. Realizing the tunnel appeared to react to his actions, he proclained his desire to remain there. Soon, the coyote found himself enveloped in flesh as the exits stretched away to a seeming infinity.
The coyote relaxed more as the walls of the tunnel in front and behind fused shut, leaving him in little more than a pocket of soft, comfortable, massaging flesh. With no desire to leave for now, he merely snuggled down in the small area, thinking how nice it would be to stay here through the Winter.
Growing sleepy, he ponders the thought of those walls continue to fuse around him, as well as where he was inside of Mugota. A vision fills his mind of Mugota relaxing on a couch before zooming in to find Spector in a small chamber of flesh, floating in a sea of blackness. The chamber then seems to follow his other thoughts and begins shrinking in around him.
Realizing the chamber was reacting to his thoughts, we couldn't resist the desire to see just how far it could go and urged the chamber to shrink down until it blipped out within that void of darkness inside of Mugota. The chamber seemed to accept that challenge and compressed inward, tightening more and more, forcing Spector into a spherical shape, and not stopping.
Soon, flesh and bone fused together, before the matter of what had been the coyote's body alters further. Soon, Spector's form became a mere orb of light within the tightly compressed chamber and with a final clench, both the chamber and what remained of Spector, simply blipped out to become one with the abyss of darkness.
Rendered down into little more than a pure concept, Spector was absorbed into Mugota, giving the goat a sensation of bliss and a satisfying belch.