Bigger is better

Cavendish taking Matcha's paw into his maw. Then as someone off-camera asks "Anyone seen Matcha?" Cavendish looks on questioningly with the lower half of the St Bernard sticking out of his maw. He says "Matcha? He... uh.. went for lunch" and shrugs as paw prints bulge out his fat tummy. Then the fox sits down and licks his lips and rubs his belly while Matchs squirms inside.

Matcha for lunch!

Thank you for lunch, @matchabernard.bsky.social

Almost missed this one

@jollycane.bsky.social

Art I did for the LVFC vore sketchbook swap

Some stuff from da sketchbook swap at LVFC

@brattybat.bsky.social
@kout.bsky.social
@cavendishfox.com

As you wish

Drink more water.
And also electrolytes.

We got to fatter together

Care to help me go from hungry to full?

LVFC Vore Sketchbook Swap

McDonalds used to serve the tastiest rodents back in the 80s, but they changed something and aren't as good anymore.

Do you know how many times I see a post and think, "<Insert Name> would really appreciate this! I should show them" and then realize the only reason I saw it was because they posted it in the first place?

Yeah, also the pensioner who's looking to make an extra $400 in the spring won't be able to shell out $10k for a custom suit they have to wait 3 years to receive.

If you eat the Easter bunny, it turns out you have to deliver all those eggs in his stead or become him forever.

Fun fact: lots of professional Santa moonlight as the Easter bunny!

I’ve been trying to convince them to get highs quality fursuits instead of nightmare fuel cheap mascots

Tubthumping

Comic by Skull pizza. Panel 1: Bunny tells young man "I'm the Easter Bunny." Boy replies "Sure DAD." Panel 2: Bunny stutters "W-what?! B-but I'm not--" as the boy grabs the head. Panel 3: Underneath the rabbit mascot head is a white bearded man with a red fur trimmed cap. The boy shouts "SANTA?!" Panel 4: Santa cocks a gun and scowls, "You've seen too much, Jimmy..." Off camera Jimmy complains "OMG Easter sux"

I'm the Easter Bunny!

This one time, at LVFC, this guy was explaining how Knock-Knock jokes work to Jesus, who kept ruining the "whatever-the-guy-said who?" bit, and it just wasn't going the way he wanted it to, so he turned to me and said "How about you? Knock knock" and I said "Come in!"