doggy GOTTA have tummy...

soooooo much bigger of a profile... and its gotta sway like crazy too, left and right with every ponderous step...

YOU NEED TO BE POISONED IN EVERY REALITY FOR THIS AFFRONT

OR AT LEAST THIS REALITY

NO NOT LIKE THAT YOU ABSOLUTE DULL-MMMRRGHGHFGHH!!!!

*Cue Espeon tail whipping around in a frenzy*

That moment when they can only touch two legs to the floor is just, oh so perfect. Perilously balanced on their gut and having to drag themselves forwards to make any kind of progress, always just a small push away from being beached...

OH ARCEUS DAMN IT I DEMAND THAT YOU TILT ME BACK DOWN RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME-

That moment of being lifted off the ground is so perfect, too... it's the moment when that extra weight goes from 'I can deal with that later' to 'Oh No'

I admit absolutely nothing!! And I'll bring the full force of my psychic powers to bear against anyone that implies otherwise!!!

I-I am perfectly capable of touching between one and four paws on the ground at any given time! Or at least using psychic powers to hover myself forwards at approximate walking speed!!

They either gotta get real good at balancing on top of their belly or real used to feeling their gut towering on top of them and keeping them pinned

I do love a society that's neutral-positive to [insert size thing here]... the casual indifference towards watching someone's squirming belly become less and less active, the knowledge in the back of your mind that if that ever happened to you, it'd be highly unlikely for someone to try and help...

As a vore novice, the before-and-after are the best bits to me. The sizing up or preparing of someone beforehand, the inconvenience (or utter indifference) from the person struggling in there afterwards... some very juicy dynamics there

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