Dungeons and Drive-Thrus part 4 (Patreon)

I think this sequence is gonna go into November, with another 6 pictures there abouts to come since folk seemed to like it ;u;

CHARACTER CAMEOS IN THIS SEQUENCE:

Bel belongs to Paris

Loretta belongs to Firefox

Katie belongs to Kagira

Vic belongs to VictorTheMaker

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Tokaka had stepped bravely into the fray but had she overstepped? Before her loomed a mighty behemoth of a creature, the fabled, the feared Skull Slime Queen! Made of dark purple glistening slime holding the shape of a terrifying yet substantially wide dragoness, the Skull Slime Queen rears up before you!

“Did you think it would be so easy?!” The voice came quickly to Jenny, she just imagined herself as a villainess, who hadn’t? “You will find nothing here but your grave!” She gave what she had hoped would be a mighty laugh but ended up slipping a donkey-esque ‘haw’ into it which somewhat ruined the effect. “Err, Tokaka, roll dodge as the Skull Slime Queen’s stomach billows outwards, preparing an acid breath!”

Katie had been plucking steadily at the wontons piled near the middle of the table and had to clean her fingers before rolling. The chubby mouse had gotten outright portly since the games had started, but Jenny was too polite to say anything - the donkey all but oblivious to her own massive transformation. Katie grabbed the dice and rolled...

In all her heavy gear Tokaka barely manages to roll out of the way of the acid breath attack! Streaks of acid lace the ground behind her causing the temple stone to steam as rock melts and cracks! The fight had been going on a dozen rounds already and the barbarian sighs in relief - another full hit might be the last she takes! The mighty dragoness slime laughs again, looming over the party like a cat toying with a mouse.

Vic rolls up their sleeves, stained with grease from the chinese takeout they had been gorging on - their own stomach was a bloated potbelly that rubbed against the table. Their snout had a few noodles on it but they were too engrossed in the game to care. “Don’t worry Katie, Soltinn’s got this!”

The haggard but mighty mage Soltinn draws upon the twin magics of his rare staff, calling upon the powers of chaos to deliver a mighty blow to the slime dragoness! He aims his spell, a miasma of unaspected magic that flies as a beam towards the Skull Queen but just as it hits - no! It’s not strong enough, the magic deflects off of her powerful gelatinous hide leaving glittering motes in the air around her.

“That may not have hurt her,” Bel observed, “But it certainly seems to have gotten her attention.”

The slime queen is looming over Soltinn now, her massive stomach gurgling with the potential for another acid breath attack and the mage is far less suited to take it than the barbarian Tokaka had been, especially with the wounds he had already taken. With a powerful roll of the dice, Belara the Warden begins weaving spells of acid resistance, a clever tactic that could save Soltinn’s life!

Jenny looked over the table, over the half eaten remains of the take out feast, towards Loretta who was watching everything with the kind of keen excitement that reminded her why she loved to GM. “Loretta? What’s your- urp” the donkey’s sentence was interrupted by a wayward belch, not the first of the evening and probably not the last.

It had taken several minutes of huffing, panting and wheezing for Jenny to make it back from the front door and to the game table when everybody arrived. Nobody really commented on it - they didn’t make a habit of commenting on one another’s weight as it was and Jenny? She barely seemed to notice. That is, she could feel the sweat trickling down her forehead, the ache of her muscles and the constricting of her clothes but fat? Her? No way. She leaned now against the table, part of the shelf of her stomach resting atop it, with one hand nestled in a bag of chips beside her. Eating and playing had become a common thing, everyone at the table was doing it and who cared if it meant a belch here or there, or if you had to swallow before announcing something. It was good times with good people and good food.

“What’s your move?” Jenny tried again, squeezing the words out between her flabby cheeks and second chin - an impressive feat for an equine with her nose length. As Loretta began to detail her move, Jenny started to weave the tapestry of it with words,

Lo’Renz the Handsome and Also Feminine Bard had been ducked behind a fallen pillar in the boss arena, the collie ducks out from behind it, bow drawn and arrow knocked. His arrows had done little to puncture the dragoness slime’s flesh until now but he had been reserving a spell that would encourage the chance of a critical hit. A prayer of hope uttered, Lo’Renz unleashes the arrow, it streaks across the air and... and... a hit! The arrow punctures deep into the dragoness slime’s head, hitting the dragon skull within and causing a massive crack upon its surface! The Skull Slime Queen roars in anger and pain as she feels herself start to dissipate...!

A cheer erupted from the table and its feasting occupants and while they congratulated each other on a gruelling battle well fought, Jenny slid the nearest box of take-out towards her and picked up her chopsticks. She was hungry, after all. She listened to the cheers and plans to finish the dragon slime off but, secretly, Jenny had her own plans for the Skull Slime Queen. It was too soon for the big lady to be completely vanquished. Messily slurping some noodles and meat chunks she listened to the party start to debate their next move, while planning her own expeditious retreat for her favourite antagonist.