We're out of that, too.

Grace Re:Pregnant

a redoing of a pic of the pet I'll probably never have.

Overstuffed armidillo and more than a couple of snakes.
Vore.

Talented avian laying eggs.

An otter.

Raccoon woken up to find some bunny's mistaken him for their sleeping bag.
Vore.

Three military femmes sitting on something.

Very pregnant military wife.

Valentine Card #3
Vore

Valentine Card #2
Water inflation

Valentine Card #1

Found this Shoebox greeting card intitled "Dinosaur's Valentine's Day" in which the female comments on how she just LOVE's the scream-filled [humans]. Well, this is like, at the end of the day, after the males showered her with gifts.
weight inflation and all that.

While Rosalyn wasn't a big fan of jeans in the first place, her dislike grew after this idea was presented to her. The jeans, of course came pre-ripped, but she could easily imagine having to bend over for something and hearing that fateful sound. Also, she found them to chafe her something fierce. It reminded her of when she was getting used to wearing the iron collar before she was upgraded to her platinum one. The benefits of a protected ownership made the unyielding tag bearable, but she couldn't imagine a benefit of jeans over sweatpants.
That, and the nauseating smell of the rump roast surely made her glad when this shoot was over with.

Rosalyn Fletcher c/o Todd Little.

:D

Alize got a kick out of this one, especially as the sausage got caught on Rosalyn's incisors, and she really did start to choke. As Rosalyn was really not a fan of the taste of meat, and to accentuate the look of saliva, the sausage had been coated on the insertion end with olive oil.

Rosalyn Fletcher c/o Todd Little

The ad, of course, was immediately axed by Alize. Everyone got the impression that they were mating, instead of Rosalyn literally just being under his shirt in a swallowing roleplay. Those that had been to the restaurant had had the opertunity of such a game before the herb was dismissed to the kitchen to be prepared into more consumable portions. Though the idea had crossed the table a few times, it was still unethical to sudate a herb and let her be eatten alive. Of course, there were psychopaths (ex. Malady), and those with gobs of money (ex. Seymour P.)who were able to do otherwise.

Rosalyn Fletcher c/o Todd Little.

The Dodge Neon commercial. So simple, yet so effective. Their so cute and friendly.

Rosalyn Fletcher c/o Todd Little.

Rosalyn was very disappointed that her toppings weren't real. Though she'd eatten before coming on the set, the life-like vegetables started to make her stomach growl, but the photographers wouldn't have noticed. All of them being preds, the sound of stomach growling had become nearly ambients of the set.

Rosalyn Fletcher c/o Todd Little

Prey for thought.

Rosalyn Fletcher c/o Todd Little

Another ad. Kind of iffy though, as the whole dislocation of lower jaw and super-stretching of pelt's suppose to be a natural no-no in the physics of the Sin City world. But it's advertisement, hense the disclaimer.
No that's not Henry.

Rosalyn Fletcher c/o Todd Little

More about Henry Fletcher than was stated in his and Rosalyn's two story spin-off of Sin City 2000, and some background on Alize, whom's named after my sis's two ferrets.
Henry Fletcher c/o Todd Little
Alize Monet c/o Deena Little

Evil Prey. Virginia still has nightmares about those tainted herbs.
Ad for WildFarm.
Rosalyn Fletcher c/o Todd Little

How the main cast of WildFarm compare to each other.
Henry & Rosalyn Fletcher and Alize Monet c/o Todd Little

WildFarm, a division of Corp V.O.R.E.
The sitcom-esque story of a mini-lops life as an advertisement icon, and pet, in a pred-run world.

Scene for the fable "The Wolf and the Seven Kids". Here, she's downed two of then and on her way to eatting a third.

Young, aduld, old

*shrug*

Conneich, the 12 ft preg herm dragon holding and playing with Talbona's son

Conneich & Tal c/o their players

Years ago, Sleepy drew me a wonderful pic of Virginia. It's one of my all-time favorite fanpics.
Well, this a varient with Virginia nude and more all around coushy, and Randy having eatten hardily himself.
Hey, she owns it all. Why can't she go outside for a smoke break with her clothes?