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Kai's Feast
🕑 Added 2019-08-04 22:02:36 +0000 UTC[...]
The sun was setting, but the nakali port was still bustling with activity, all for one single person. Kai had a stature that demanded such, the anthropomorphic shark towering over all around him even as he reclined on the massive open area of the port. His "shark week" feast now amounted to tens of tons of sealife. Crabs, fish of all kinds and sizes, even whales fell down prey to the colossal creature.
Most frightening of all though was how unfazed Kai seemed to be. Not just with the incomparable massacre of wildlife that meal was, but how even for someone that size, that amount of food should be much more than enough to satiate him... yet he was just as ravenous as when he came to the city. Not even his belly showed any kind of fill – its washboard abs as evident as ever.
One of the whalers was reaching the port, The catch immediately got the attention of the surfer titan, who immediately pinched it by the tail – an adult blue whale. With a pull, he yanked the 180-ton beast off the ship, for a moment pulling the whole vessel together with it before the ropes that tied the whale to it gave in and snapped. With barely another glance at the doomed creature, Kai tilted his head back and opened his toothy maw to the whale. The satisfaction was visible as he slowly, lowered his hand letting it slide on his tongue and down the dark, humid confines of his gullet. Just like that, what would normally be the planet's largest animal was eaten by the anthro shark – swallowed whole.
As if that wasn't intimidating enough, Kai turned to his tiny caterers with an impassive look, speaking with the same casualness as always:
"Yo, sick grinds, dat kine." He gazed at the sea, strewn with vessels coming to and fro, yet seemed unimpressed. "... ain't got more, dudes?"
The people at the docks didn't know how to respond, and the operator with the megaphone didn't seem to want to answer either. Yet the surfer's expectant look down at them, one that reminded each of them how ant-like they were compared to the giant, it forced the operator to answer a faltering, humble "N-no... s-sorry..."
"Psh. Weeeeak..." The shark mumbled, turning to the pile of tuna laid on the floor besides him.
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Aaaaaaand here's another drawing for the end of shark week - something more in the scale I think befits it. Rushed a bit on it, but I don't think that's too bad.
Also been really feeling in the mood for more voreish stuff like that... And anthro-on-feral is quite rare I feel, so I tried doing that this time.
