Hail Primus

Ezens

I liked weight gain and eating but I especially liked a big belly, which was part of the reason why I had taken the Vore of the Shaman of the Caits. I hadn't eaten anything since I awoke as an Altimentor, and I didn't need to eat, but the ingestion of the Cait now awoke the old natural feelings of eating before when I was completely mortal.

I was now basking in the feeling of having my belly going from small to huge in a matter of the seconds I got the Shaman till when I had him in me. The sudden stretching of my belly felt similar to when I would use my abdomen muscles to push out my already fat paunch before I took the vore, except that I wasn't using my muscles and I couldn't pull them back in. But my abdomenal muscles stretched themselves out, but I could no longer push my belly out again as I had before. Yet, that didn't matter to me, I didn't need to anyways.

The Cait, in the meantime, had desisted his throbbing unfortunately as though it may have been a discomfort to any other creature, it was arousing to me. He now laid in there and my sphincter muscles kept him trapped and my stomach keep him pressed in so he couldn't really get hands free to scratch. Yet, even if he could I concentrated and made my stomach just about impervious for him to claw out of.

The Ezen poked his spear lightly into my belly tickling me and making me giggle and twitch my tail but he responded, "C'mon, move along."

I remembered where we were, and saw that all of us, even Sidge were being escorted at spear and crossbow bolt point down the mountain. Sidge was having a tough time keeping along the path as it was too narrow for him so he braced himself and moved along the sides of the foot hills again as before.

"Stop that, there's a Cait inside," I responded with a sly smile looking half at him and half at my belly rubbing it with a hand.

The Ezen stopped and looked at me with his hazel eyes. He was a fair built, black and brown blotched fur showing on his arms, legs, head, and neck. He wore a leather tunic over a leather shirt with a leather belt on which hung a crossbow dangling over his leather trousers and uncovered furred foot paws.

"Your joking?" He laughed.

In response I poked my belly a couple of times and stood still as it shook slightly lightly swaying on it's own with a muffled protest from inside.

"What are you doing Jarges?" A gray furred Ezen asked from the crowd that fanned out to continue past us.

"N... nothing...Corporal..." Jarges said and lightly gestured ahead suggestively with his spear.
I walked on with the rest and we all were moreso seperated by the crowd around us and I couldn't make my way to get closer to the others.

I looked back at Sidge not really sure how he was being forced along. But then I saw that they kept their distance and moved quite well along and atop the rocky edifaces crossbows pointed at Sidge from many of them, enough to take him out quickly.

The Barrier I had made was stretched too much and had collapsed some time back. I wasn't so much worried, Ezens were nicer than the Caits were and I felt they more than likely would take us to their commanders, then escort us out of the territory wherever we were going. But I was here to see their leaders and see if they wanted to join the cause to bring Pranoke back to the order it was when it was first born.

Ezens, as I had established before to the others were quite superstituous and jumpy at anything strange happening, more than Caits were. They didn't have Shamans, they had Geln Priests and Priestesses and these were similar to the Maginean Druids, as the Ezens lived in the forests toward the edge of the Mountains.

In fact, that was where we were headed, toward the fields between the foothills and the forest edges where their mountain town was supposed to be set. It was highly strategic so was kept mostly under great guard, especially to support the Patrol which stayed along their Southern Border.