Stratus_Whitewing

Gender: Male
Age: 22
Build: Bulky
Height: 10.3 hands (3 feet, 7 inches)
Weight: 125 pounds (Without armor)
Sexual Orientation: yes
Occupation: Royal Guard

Look at that smug smile!

I'm not sure if you know this, but being a Royal Guard is a fucking terrible way to make a living! I'm fine with standing at attention for endless hours in the hot sun. That doesn't bother me. What does bother me is the multitudinous ways my comrades bite the dust! I don't think I've ever seen a Royal Guard live long enough to retire!

Do you think I'm exaggerating? Let me lay this down for you. The princesses are the most important ponies in Equestria. The more important somepony is, the more scary monsters and super-powered villains want them dead! So it's our job to protect them from all of those things! Have you ever seen a unit of guards try to fight off a hungry dragon with nothing but a couple of spears? It's not pretty!

I've seen guards get disintegrated, strangled, stabbed, crushed, ripped in half and set on fire; but by far the most common way we Royal Guards seem to die is by being eaten! Dragons, manticores, hydras, gryphons, even other ponies! Everything that wants to bring the princesses harm also seems to view us as a delicate treat!

My name is Stratus Whitewing. I've served in the Royal Guard for over two years. By some miracle, I'm not dead yet. Sure, my time will come some day. I'll likely end up gurgling away in some dragon's gut some day, but I prefer to live in the moment. Until that day, I will remain strong, vigilant, and loyal!



Of course, being a pony means that I can be cute at times too...
 
Roleplay Preferences (Click here for explanation)

As PredAs Prey

Being PredBeing Prey Always/Love
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Never/Dislike "STOP RIGHT THERE CRIMINAL SCUM!"
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"Y-you can't do that t-to me!"
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Soft Vore Always/Love
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Never/Dislike Stratus smiled down at you as you shivered in fear. It seemed that you were too large for him to devour, but you would quickly find out that you were wrong! He opened his mouth, giving you a perfect view of his cavernous maw that dripped with saliva. His mouth closed around your head, trapping you in a cold, dark world that reeked of horse breath. He closed his eyes and pulled your body into his stretchy throat using those powerful muscles that massaged and squeezed your body.
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Stratus shivered helplessly in your grasp, helpless. There was no chance of him escaping, though he struggled all the same. He let out a pathetic whimper as he was brought into that wet, warm, squishy maw. He had a perfect view down your throat, seeing his inevitable doom. After being sucked on and sloshed around in the fleshy maw, he felt his world beginning to shift as you mercilessly rolled him down to the back of your throat and swallowed him whole. A visible, squirming, screaming bulge traveling down his predator's throat.
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Hard Vore Always/Love
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Never/Dislike The ravenous pegasus had you pinned down with no hope of escape. He took his time with his meal. Rather than swallowing you down in one piece, he chose to savor you. He wrapped his lips around your tiny body and sucked you into his mouth. After savoring your flavor, he pushed you between his massive molars and mercilessly brought them down, breaking nearly every bone in your body all at once and killing you instantly. Blood and guts squirted out into his mouth and he happily continued to chew your gory corpse, savoring your salty flavor.
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With each bite you took, the pony let out a loud cry of pain. Blood soaked his white fur as you tore away another morsel of his tender flesh, sucking the flavor out of the exposed wound. Eventually, nothing but bones would be left.
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Digestion Always/Love
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Never/Dislike After you settled in the pegasus' stomach, it didn't take long for you to notice the tingling sensation on yout skin that would soon turn into an itching burn. This pony's body wasn't made to eat meat. It would take a long time for his body to finish with you. You heard the stuffed pony let out a starch belch and pat his chest with his hooves.
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The terrified pony settled in your churning gut that was already gurgling in anticipation. His ears folded back in fear as he felt a tingling sensation across his body, knowing exactly what that meant. His white fur began to fall off in clumps, exposing his tender skin to the corrosive acids. You could hear his muffled squeals grow louder as the pain began to increase.
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Fatality Always/Love
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Never/Dislike Your struggles died down as your vision blackened. You became unable to move as the corrosive acids ate your muscles away, leaving your bare bones to be crushed by the contracting stomach walls. The sweet relief of death was welcomed as your lifeless body was to be kneaded into a formless, gory mush.
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The pony's screams of pain turned to whimpers of misery as his predator's powerful stomach began to rip his body apart. Blood gushed out from his body as his skin was eaten and pealed away by the stomach's powerful acids, making him cry out in misery. Eventually, the tenacious acids ate into his chest and killed his vital organs, turning them into mush as his vision went black. Stratus embraced the relief of death, allowing the stomach to obliterate his corpse so that the nutrients could be greedily sucked away.
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Oral Vore Always/Love
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Never/Dislike The guard had decided on the traditional route for you, or at least... as traditional as it gets when eating someone alive! His mouth opened wide like a feeding snake as his head descended upon you. Your sense of smell was assaulted with the stench of rotting hay, and a slight hint of some previously eaten meat. Your struggles were useless against the tight grip of his jaws and the contracting muscles of his throat as the horse had you swallowed alive in a few long gulps, sucking you into his stomach along with a large portion of air that he later expelled in a satisfied, wet belch.
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Stratus wasn't the first Royal Guard to be eaten alive, and he might not have even been the first to be eaten by that very predator. His struggles to escape were all but useless as it ravenously shoved him into its maw, locking him in with powerful jaws before forcing him down with a series of powerful, resounding gulps. His wings and legs flailed uselessly before being forced into the mouth as well, and at that point, he could do little to slow down his inevitable doom. The screaming bulge of pony traveled down the predator's neck and was deposited into the unforgiving stomach. Later, the predator belched up a golden boot, reminding the predator that it had eaten him in such a hurry it had forgotten to remove his armor.
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Rough Always/Love
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Sex Always/Love
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Never/Dislike Only with other males
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Disposal Always/Love
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Never/Dislike Your body's journey wasn't complete after your violent death, however. It seemed that even after being eaten alive by a small pony, your humiliation was only just beginning... Stratus struggled to get through his shift as a guard because of the unpleasant pressure your desecrated remains were putting on his tail-hole. He'd occasionally trot away from his partner to release a discriminate fart where no one would be likely to smell it, but he wasn't able to keep you inside for much longer and his break couldn't possibly have come soon enough. There were no bathrooms in the castle made for what he was about to do, so the desperate guard sneaked into the courtyard hedge maze to discreetly release his prey. Lifting up that stubby tail he blasted out a powerful fart that caused the leaves on the hedge behind him to rustle. With a grunt, he began to pass your undignified remains onto the freshly cut grass. Those circular clumps of filth that slid past his rear made him let out several grunts and sighs as they plopped on top of one another, occasionally splitting open to reveal the hair and bones inside before they were covered up by a few more horse apples. "Right- *unf!* -where you belong~" He taunted as the last of you plopped onto the considerable pile. For such a small pony, he had created quite the mess. The pile that had once been you reached over a foot tall. The steamy warmth tickled the hairs on Stratus' rump and the smell of the pile of dung attracted many flies to swarm around it. The flies were briefly scared away when Stratus lifted a leg and showered the pile with a hot stream of yellow urine and then unceremoniously kicked a tuft of dirt onto the pile. He whistled as he returned to his post, knowing that no one would suspect such a small pony of creating such a huge dump.
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It seemed the guard wasn't done being a pest to its predator after all as his solidified remains of the armored pegasus nagged for release in the form of a firm and condensed mass of waste, pressing against the sphincter with its bumpy texture. The slimy waste slid out like so many before it, piling beneath the predator with into a steamy heap. The texture was considerably rough, requiring much labor to be rid of him. The bits of bone were nothing compared to the chunks of partially digested armor that littered the pile. Still, the predator's body did what it was naturally meant to do, and the small horse was gone before long, leaving him to fester in the sun, mixed with strips of gold sheet metal that had long lost their luster.
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Watersports Always/Love
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Bondage Always/Love
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Magic Always/Love
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Unwilling Always/Love
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Micro/Macro Always/Love
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Same Size Always/Love
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Male Partner Always/Love
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Female Partner Always/Love
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Underage Character Always/Love
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Verbose Posts Always/Love
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Whisper Always/Love
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