Escape the Neighborhood Update v.77

Hello, my favorite patrons!

I hope everyone has had a wonderful vore month! I hope you're all either happily chilling with full stomachs or nuts or whatever else you might prefer or happily gurgled away into nothing in a hot predator (after setting your subscriptions to renew of course ;P )! To round out this special month I've got a special scene for you guys I hope you'll all really enjoy! I was working on a different idea actually but talking with a couple lovely members in the Patron Discord ended up inspiring me to finally answer a question that's been on a lot of people's minds for a while: What happened to Benny? For anyone who doesn't remember, Benny was the main character's best friend who had an unfortunate run-in with the inside of the MC's big brother's stomach a few months before the events of the game. Well, now you can find out! But this isn't another Nightmare scene, this time you get to find an actual recording of the past and see it through a bit of a different perspective to see Dixon at his bullying best!

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Update Notes for Furry and Human Editions:

Major Updates:

- Added new Deer Jock(Furry Edition)/Human Jock(Human Edition) OV Voyeuristic scene. (This scene does contain disposal if enabled)

Minor Updates:

- A new Cheat Code has been added for Swallowed + Tier patrons to reach the new scene.

- The link to the previous release of the online version will be retired after I get back to town on Monday night just in case anyone has any issues.

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And here is the link to this update's drive folder:

https://forms.gle/9LeTY1ek12c6g4r76 - Tasting Tier Patrons

https://forms.gle/nkJpa2Rz8PLcEVq2A - Swallowed+ Tier Patrons

The passwords are located in the respective chats for your tiers here on Patreon.

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As always if anyone has any trouble or questions please let me know!

Thank you all so very much again for your support and I hope you enjoy!

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“Your folks home, man?” Dixon calls casually as he clicks the door shut and you can tell from the way the camera waves back and forth that he's looking around curiously.

He's clearly much more at home in the high-ceilinged house than the diminutive younger mouse, walking in quietly, but calmly. He's clearly not moving like someone who's actively sneaking but for such a large man he's uncannily quiet as he softly shuts the door behind him and slips deeper into the house. He'd only ever been in Benny's house a couple of times before.

“Uh... yup. They're both upstairs.” Benny calls from his room down the hall. Benny's parents had both been at work that day, and both had ended up working late.

“Oh, huh I didn't see their car anywhere.” Dixon responds, a bit of amusement in his tone as he saunters further into their living room.

“It's um... getting work done on it.”

“Oh cool, cool. Love workin' on cars. Dad's been teachin' me how to rebuild an engine.” Dixon keeps up the smalltalk as he follows Benny's voice through the cozy living room with its small furniture down the back hall, past the kitchen, which he pauses to peer into, and then on down to the one room with an open door.

Dixon silently rounds the corner, and you see his arm move past the camera as he folds his arms and leans on the frame of Benny's bedroom door. You and Benny spent so much time in this room, whenever you could. The wave of nostalgia hits you hard as you look over the dark wood paneled walls, the thick dark-blue carpet, the small twin-sized bed in the corner with the solar system bedspread and rocket ship pillow that you teased Benny looked like belonged to a ten year old, not a twenty-one year old. They're not that easy to make out on the screen or from the weird angle but you can still remember every line of the scattered posters on Benny's walls of space, two Preytector posters (one of which had been a birthday gift from you nine years prior), and a couple of band posters from Benny's eclectic tastes.

Benny is in front of his desk, grabbing together papers frantically and shoving them into a folder, trying to get back to the door as quickly as possible, unaware of your brother lurking behind him. The prey scrambles together the homework and turns around in a rush, running face-first into Dixon's groin and bouncing off with a surprised grunt.

“Woah there, Squeaks. Why the rush?” Dixon chuckles, unfolding his arms and stepping forward from the door frame.

The bulky pred firmly plants his trainer down on the mouse's torso, preventing him from getting up. The heavily worn-out shoe easily covers almost his entire torso.

“You seem like you're in an awful big hurry to be somewhere...”

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