Imma be real, if this place dies, I really do not care. This is my secondary posting place and the place to look at art from certain people. Like yeah it'll be a shame to lose all of that, but I barely use it as is.

Tossing a shovel to someone and telling them to dig the hole I'll shit them into. #disposal

"That time you got reincarnated as- well shit the bunny boy NPC ate you- And he just squatted down- And he just pinched off the log with your skull in it- And he just pissed on the pile- Guess it's now 'I Was A Cute Girl, But Now I'm Just Bunny Boy Shit.' as the title-" #disposal

"The day after fucking sucks sometimes. Guess he got a little more revenge than just turning me into a full bun and plumping my thighs -w-" (A sequel to that trait theft from Foxnoms) #disposal

"I may have been talking to FoxNoms and things may have gone a certain way. Not saying Colin got his revenge but..." (Huge thanks to Vell for this, highly recommend checking out his work if you haven't. Absolutely wonderful person.)

A bit of late Vore Day fun with the two main variants of the bun boy

Happy Vore Day ya snacks

CW: Vore, Digestion, Disposal. For @techsdarkchives.bsky.social. Tech wanted to follow up his cat meal by taking a dump of what a cat used to be, now thick poop logs #vore #disposal

This place is so hard to bring myself to post on lately. For various reasons.

"Prince of Darkness? More like a light snack. Ah well, got a cool hat to mess with and a belly calling for more meals~."

Huh I'm ye olde 2 6 today

"My newest scientific endeavor is using @tur0dx.bsky.social as fuel for my art, and seeing if his art skills transfer to me when he finally G L O R P S~" (Tur0's a good friend so glad I could support him and get this at the same time~)

Swappin back to the OG Tech Bun, though might toss some teases here and there from the MD version as well as still RP as him.

"Man today should be the day I just end you with my intestines. Be it my bot form or my normal demi form Doesn't matter. You. Are. Future. Bunny. Shit." #disposal

"Oooh your boss said to 'log off'. Think I misheard them." There's a loud plop under me as another loaf of former worker drops into your office chair. #disposal

Raises eyebrow and pokes the sloshing bulge in my midsection, hearing music from a phone playing. "Really? That was your ringtone?" #vore

Metal feet clank on metal flooring as I walk through the company facility. The technicians moving out of my way in a small panic as I whistle, tail swinging a collar and an ID badge off my stinger tip. #vore

"You all should normalize getting turned to bunny boy shit." #disposal

Thanks to @aflamboyantduck.bsky.social for these silly doodles of my dorky drones Go give em a follow and maybe order somethin Tell em Tech sentcha

"You're going to be company crap and a drone dump by the end of the day, mark my words." #disposal

"I'm so going to rub one out while replaying what my guts did to you over and over. Fuck those tits feel so good melting in there, gonna leak while shitting what's left out. Already got a stain in my shorts from your ass rubbing on my rod. Gals melt the beeeest. -URP- AH!~" #disposal

Content warning: Vorny Disassembly Drones in your area. #vore

Ears perk up a bit listening for what that sound is and where it's coming from. I then look down at the gurgling orb of bones and chyme that I call my stomach and raise an eyebrow. "Is that fucking nightcore you were listening to? Better not come out still playing in my shit!" #disposal

Belches up a ruined collar and ID badge for the Company, aiming my tail to hook both of them on the end of it, letting them slide down to meet another couple of them against the base of my tail. The trophy collection and tallyboard expands. #vore

Dusts hands off walking away from a pile of crap that used to be a human a full two feet taller than I am, now a mound of firm bunny loafs up to my hips. "I told you not to touch the ears, even if you *were* an exec. Oh well, they can dig your ID and skull out the bot shit." #disposal

"Yknow this stinger makes it real easy to mark another slut sloshed and dipshit dumped on this metal wall. Don't worry, I'm only going to use it to melt the door you're hiding behind." I lean in closer, visor flickering to a sideways X, grinning. "My stomach gets the real fun~" #disposal

"Hey could you help me with something? I think something got lodged in my throat and can't quite seem to get it out. Mind reaching in and grabbing it?~" I open my maw with the slick lewd sound of drool strands snapping. Fangs framing a dark tunnel to a caustic cauldron. #vore

"Hmm no this contract says that you are to be drone fuel and waste. That's your signature right there." My tail had it pinned to the wall next to your head, signature clearly visible. "Just a cheaper way to keep me fueled, not like I care what the higher ups think, you're food." #disposal

Head sticking out of my mouth, before I tilt my head back and SWALLOW. A last view, two eyes at the back of my throat, peering past shining fangs. Then one more heavy GLURK. A steaming sigh fogging the air in front of my mouth, before a cheek stretching belch. All gone~ #vore

"Come on. You know you want it. To be churned down by me. To be used as fuel. To have whatever's left dumped out somewhere. Don't fight it. Give yourself up. You're not leaving this room in that state, so may as well make the most of it. Your friends? Oh, I'll show them the end~" #disposal

"Maybe I should snap a pic between my legs at the fat load of bun waste you're currently coiling out as thick logs of all over your desk, with your ID badge juuust in view off my tail." #disposal

Puts metal foot on the top of a belched up skull. "Bot or organic? Doesn't matter. A bit of pressure here and..." C R U N C H! "Don't think they needed that anymore anyway."

"You know. You really underestimated me and overestimated your chances. Thought my height and stature would give you an advantage. Now look at you, some would be pred currently coiling out my ass in some corner of the offices. I'll make sure to piss on your skull, rub it in." #disposal

"Gotta hand it to the head of the department. They hire some real cute and real tasty secretaries. Hey, not my fault gal bots and organics just melt better. And sometimes their shitty remains need a bit of white coating to lubricate them through the Company building's pipes~" #disposal

I look up at you. "You. Do realize. That me being only 4 and a half feet, which is short for a DD, means it's going to be a *very tight fit* for you in my stomach? Hey stop grinning, you know as well as I do that I *can* and *will* gulp you down and smelt you into waste." #disposal

"Hmm? Your boss? I think you just missed her. Said she was stepping out to 'freshen up'. Would be a bit 'predisposed'. Trying out a 'new look'. Even talked about moving to a new stall- office. One with a nice big mirror. Quiet. Kept clean all the time. A few doors down the hall." #disposal

"You're going to be company crap and a drone dump by the end of the day, mark my words." #disposal

I don't generally ask for stuff like this, but please go help them out. They're one of my favorite artists in the community and a good friend and it would make me so happy if y'all helped. I got these done recently of one of my drones and can guarantee their quality.

I'm still here, just a lot of stuff changing and focusing on art and myself at the moment.

"Call me an Easter Bunny and you'll just be a pile of chocolate filling a basket -w-" #disposal

Update: Doing better, just taking it slow and being a bit less social for the time being

I'm... Going to go on a break for a bit. Not doing so hot.

So drained...

I'm gonna go faceplant into bed. Today was kinda crap.

Ugh. Tired.

"Could go for a good full processing of someone right now. Fullness of belly into emptiness of my bowels before sending them to the sewers. I see you looking, volunteering~" #disposal

"Keep squirming. Fuck almost. Ther- BWOOOOOORP! Fuck! Damn you felt so good in there. Those tits just melting away, that ass rubbing me just right. Think I stained my shorts with that one. Ah, whoops. Not like you can hear me anymore. Just bones and chyme for my bowels to use." #disposal

"By the way, when I say 'drone' I don't mean like those schmucks being controlled by others. That's just what this body is referred to as, Disassembly Drone. The Worker ones are the ones usually being (eaten) used as just that, workers. We just hunt them~"

"It's real 'slag a fellow drone or some human into a fat shit' hours." #disposal

"Why did I eat you? You were there- Ah shit you digested."