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Kisses

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I want you back

I like the idea of Pred loosing control and eating the one person that they were so desperate to avoid eating.

Contains M/f vore with digestion this is post vore though

Short little angsty vore drabble

He had eaten her. The full weight of what he had done hit him so hard. He’d eaten her. The woman who had trusted and loved him so much. He had eaten her. He wished that it wasn’t so but it was true.

He looked at his distended stomach feeling the tears well in his eyes. Why had he lost control, and why around her of all people. He had been holding back his hunger for so long and now… and now the one who he loved deeply perhaps obsessively was stewing down to more of him in his gut. Perhaps that was why he felt a small part of him be, maybe not happy, but almost relived by the outcome. She hadn’t left him, he had devoured her made her one with him.

“But, but” he cried “Now I, I want you back!” He caressed his stomach hating how good it felt to have so much weight in it, hating how he felt so good to have a whole woman deep within his core. He hit himself had across the face. He shouldn’t be thinking about himself, he and his stupid greedy stomach had eaten someone, someone with hopes and dreams and he had taken them all away from her, he had… killed her within his own body.

He crumpled to the floor. He was no better than a monster a horrifying monster people should stay clear of. He lay there howling “I want you back, I want you back, I’m so so sorry please come back, Please come back I’ll do anything, anything. His stomach churned in response. And a wet belch forced its way up his throat. That had felt good, oh how good it had felt. Whenever he had first swallowed her, now it felt horrible.

He heard a rustling of skirts and a soft tut. Through tear stained eyes he looked up at her. His beautiful lover and wife looking down at him.

“You, I want you back” he looked at her “you must be a vision…” he stared at her and her beautiful unblemished face. This had to be an illusion a trick played upon him by his mind. The real her was stewing in his gut. He began to sob once more.

She for her part knelt beside him. And began to stroke his head. “Calm my darling” she said “Calm”

“You must be a ghost” he said staring at her

“I am no ghost, I am flesh and blood” she said smiling

“But but”

“But you ate me” she stroked his head “My darling my own pet, did you not think I wouldn’t make preparations for an eventuality”

“You, You knew!?”

“Of course I did, my sweet, I knew you wouldn’t be able to help yourself. So I decided to put preparations in place” she laughed her usual tinkly sound “I luckily had just finished my preparations when poor you lost control”

“I’m not poor me” he choked on his sobs “I’m a monster, I’m so so so sorry”

“Shhhh shhhh my darling” she brought him into her arms “You didn’t hurt me, I think your stomach acid did wonderful exfoliation” he choked laughed at that “You can’t help yourself, I know that, this all is just to make it a little bit easier”

“but you shouldn’t have to protect yourself from me your husband”

“tsk tsk” she tutted “I am not protecting myself from you” she smiled “what would you do if I was in danger, say I was cornered somewhere”

his face darkened “I would devour anyone who trued to hurt you”

“exactly” she smiled “You would never hurt me”

“But I did I lost control and I ate you”

“I was safe, I forgive you for that”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry” he buried his face in her neck reassuring himself that she was still there

“Shhh don’t let yourself get in that state” she said “Just tell me when your hungry next time and we’ll head something like this off, promise me that”

“I promise” he said

“Good boy” she replied stroking his hair, the poor thing really was in a state. “Now lets dry your eyes and we can go and cuddle together”

“Ok”

the two of them picked themselves off the floor and walked to their bedroom where they stripped and cuddled up against eachother him burying his face in her neck, soon they were both asleep.

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Shy Preds x not at all Shy Prey

Timid Shy Pred whose SO is a very not shy Prey.

The Pred neevously and stammering confessing to their Prey crush that they want to eat them, the Prey cooly responding with a yeah of course.

Or when the Pres gets insulted for being “a weakling” by another pred the Pred has to hold their Prey back from punching the rude Pred in the face

Shy Preds that are polite and respectful to their Prey but are very insecure about being a Pred, their Prey reassures them they are enough

a G/T vore idea with it

Gentle Giant Pred x Rage filled tiny who is a force of destruction and often has to be sent to tummy jail, by their embarrassed pred

Monster pred idea

A timid monster is coaxed out of their shell by a gentle prey who cuddles them and lets themselves be eaten to relax the pred

Adore the idea of shy preds

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Really love all of these ideas!

Idea I literally just came up with.

Not sure if it's all that new but I want to see someone do something with this concept sooooo

Pred and prey both reading together, in my idea it would be both having a copy of the same book. The pred is sitting on their bed while their prey is tucked away in their belly with a cute little lantern and they're both reading the same book because they want to enjoy it together. Maybe they ask each other what page they're on right now and if one is behind the other will wait for them to catch up

Tired nom ramblings :D

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Tummy Cuddles

Contains willing M/M safe vore cuddling belching other general fluff

Blake stood at the bottom of the stairs shaking the rain from his black hair and scowled out the closing door at the weather, he was cold, wet and miserable.

“Rough day?” Asked Miss Olgania sympathetically

“Ehh kinda, weather doesn’t help much” replied Blake

“The weather is terrible it never ceases to rain”

“It really doesn’t help when it’s cold either” said Blake

“I’m heading up to my flat to put on the kettle to have a cup of herbal tea and when I have finished that I will start on my dinner” said Miss Olgania as she and Blake began their way upstairs “I would offer you and Cecil dinner but I have not prepared for such an evening meal”

“Miss Olgania, don’t worry at all” said Blake “We should invite you to ours sometime”

“That sounds lovely dear” she replied “I do hope you have a nice evening” she said smiling as Blake was walked to the door of his apartment

“And the same to you Miss Olgania” said Blake smiling back at her as she carried on the stairs.

Blake made his way to the door his and Cecil’s own flat fumbling with the key in the lock before getting the door open and walking in. Cecil or as he sometimes affectionately called him, Hungry Hercules was stirring a pot on the hob and intermittently taking his glasses off to wipe them of the condenstion.

“Hey Herc” said Blake

“Oh Hi Blake” said Cecil turning round. He wore an apron that said “Kiss the chef” emblazoned in Black and red lettering

“Smells good, what’s cooking?” Asked Blake sidling up to Cecil

“Oh um stew” he said slightly distracted by Blake as he put the spoon back into the pot and stirred. “Perfect for a dismal day, evening and night like this has been”

“I’ll say” grumbled Blake

He felt Cecil’s hands on his waist pulling him close to the strong, broad chest of his Boyfriend “I missed you today” Cecil murmured feeling Blake’s arms wrap around him returning the hug.

“I missed you too”

Blake stepped back intending to go and change but felt himself being pulled back.

“Don’t go” said Cecil pouting

“I have to change” sighed Blake, “if you want you can come with me” he added playfully

Cecil blushed “Um” he heard a sound from the pot that made him turn “crap, it’s catching” he started to stir the pot again allowing Blake to go wash and dry himself and his hair and change into a teeshirt and jeans.

Blake got back to find cecil spooning stew into two bowls, smiling he took his seat as Cecil placed his bowl down on the table and then sat opposite him with his own, a basket of bread sat between them.

“How was your day” asked Blake raising a spoon of stew to his lips and blowing on it slightly

“It was ok, better now that you’re here” said Cecil blushing “what about you?”

“Awful” said Blake shortly causing Cecil to laugh “and I got soaked going home”

“Well at least you have stew to enjoy”

“Indeed” Blake said smiling wryly

They ate in companionable silence Cecil as always easily ate more than Blake. Blake slid off his chair and padded round to Cecil and sat on his lap, gently rubbing little circles on his stomach. Cecil wrapped his arms around him and gently bit Blake’s ear grinning at the way his cheeks coloured. “Mmmm, delicious” he whispered into Blake’s ear, making the latter squirm. “I think I have room left for desert”.

Blake’s hands squeezed the thick, muscular torso he was held against, Cecil wasn’t going to eat him straight away he knew that, he wasn’t some asshat to be treated as food he was Cecil’s favourite meal.

“Well you’ll have to be patient” whispered Blake, “your desert isn’t ready yet”

Cecil huffed slightly then squeezed Blake tighter “please” he gave puppy dog eyes that melted Blake if only slightly.

“Ok, you can have your desert” he said, he smiled trying not to laugh at Cecil’s rapid shift from sadness to joy. But you need to prepare it, and your desert needs to prepare you.

Cecil smiled, “that’s works for me” he said

“Good” said Blake softly kissing Cecil’s cheek. He moved back gently passing his hand over Cecil’s teeshirt. “First your desert needs you out of those clothes”

“Only if my desert does the same” replied Cecil

“Of course”

Cecil’s hands traced up Blakes body pulling off his teeshirt then his jeans Blake responded in kind taking off Cecils teeshirt then his joggers, grinning as his boyfriends Herculean physique was laid out.

Cecil meanwhile was appreciating the small but as he knew strong body of Blake. Blake kissed him on the lips his hand roamed up and down Blake’s body, he enjoyed doing this, part of the joy of having a returning prey, like Blake, was the preparation aspect, sure he’d had other preys that had come back but many seemed to want to become a permeant addition to him, and he didn’t like the idea of that. Blake didn’t, sure Blake wanted to be in him, but he wanted to be let out as well, which suited Cecil.

Today he desperately missed Blake and just needed him where he could hold him, to feel so completely full of the small black haired man, who was in spite of his appearance abject chaos himself.

Blake for his part, was enjoying being on Cecil’s lap. He wanted to be as close to him as possible, it had been a cold wet and miserable day and he wanted to be warm and safe, and he could get that inside Cecil’s stomach. However that didn’t mean he couldn’t appreciate the physique of his boyfriend before he went inside his belly.

“These Biceps belong on a statue of a hero” murmured Blake stroking the muscles as Cecil Flexed them for him. “You have the best Abs in the world” whispered Blake tracing his hands down the muscles of Cecil’s wide stomach grinning at Cecil’s cocky smile at the attention. “And these pecs are mighty fine”. Cecil flexed his pecs beneath Blake’s figertips, “all the better for you to bury your face in” he whispered, Blake giggled and rubbed his face in Cecil’s pecs, Cecil’s stomach growled not an agonised groan of hunger, nor a gluttonous cry but more of a polite intrusion - if stomach noises could be polite. “Is my desert ready?” He asked politely.

“Yes I think he is” replied Blake moving to straddle Cecil stroking his hands up and down Cecils abdomen his biceps, thighs and pecs - all received special attention. He moved up to kiss Cecil who received it and then gently, ever so gently - opened his mouth and began to swallow the smaller man down. Blake for his part was thinking - he’d probably need another shower after this was done, he also considered that it was a good thing he didn’t have work the next day, just because Cecil would let him out didn’t mean he would let him out in a couple of hours.

Cecil’s lips closed over Blakes feet and he let out a deep belch that reverberated around Blake. Had Blake been one of Cecil’s meals, that sound would have frightened him - a forceful pronouncement of doom - however, that deep belch caused Blake to chuckle to himself, he really is stuffed thought Blake to himself as he curled tighter inside Cecil’s stomach. He felt the bigger man rubbing circles on his stomach and moaning gently. Technically he supposed he wasn’t in Cecil’s digestive stomach, but rather his storage one so it wasn’t surprising that there was no sign of food inside.

“There truly could be no one more delicious” moaned Cecil “Or more filling - a five star meal, or three star perhaps worth a special trip”

“I’m glad my flavour pleases you” murmured Blake he was feeling sleepy his day having taken more out of him that he’d thought.

“You sound tired Danger Prone”

Blake groaned at the nickname - but it was fair “I am tired - today was quite taxing”

“Busy”

“Yeah pretty much - I think Martha, Andre and Cole need a spa day or two after the clients we had today”

“Were they awful”

“Um pretty much”

“Hey you a criminal psychologist do you think they did the deed”

“They’re guilty as sin”

“Oh dear”

“And not very polite” he sighed “if you’re going to pretend not to have solicited a hitman, at least try to be nice to people, and you know not tell me that you know a guy who can make me wish I wasn’t born”

“Clearly they’ve forgotten you’ve got me” said Cecil

“Yeah”

“listen I’m going to get the dishes done”

“Aww no the dishes” he yawned “urgh I should have helped you with them” he added sleepily

“No, you sleep there, tucked up in my stomach and I’ll do them - it’s not much”

“Oh um ok…” his voice was fading as he slowly fell into unconsciousness safely tucked away.

Cecil stroked his distended gut where Blake was concealed occasionally he had been called upon to use this, sometimes to get Blake out of dangerous situations. Tonight however it was merely to spend time with him. Rising, he made his way to the sink with the empty bowls and began to wash up. Blake, he mused to himself - seemed to fill him up in a different way every time, sometimes it was the point of feeling deliciously overfilled and bloated and other times it was like this, comfortably full.

Finishing the dishes which didn’t take him that long Cecil, made his way to their bathroom. He took off his glasses and striped his boxers off - the last item of clothing Blake had left on him - and he had left on Blake - there was a time and a place for things like that and tonight they just wanted a closer cuddle. He turned on the shower and hopped in letting the warm water wash over him. It had been a horrible day but it was going to be a good night. He tenderly stroked his gut again feeling Blake shift inside him. This is so perfect he thought to himself. Blake where he’s so comfortable he’s fallen asleep.

“You are the best meal ever you know” he whispered to his gut he heard Blake murmuring in his sleep, he put his glasses back on and made his way to their bed and clambered in. “Sweet dreams” he whispered to his gut before he too fell asleep.

It was about 8 o’clock when Cecil slowly awoke, blinking his eyes. His hands slowly went to his distended stomach and stroked it

“Are you awake?” He asked gently, “if you are, good morning, if not keep snoozing I’ll get up whenever you want”. He got no response he gently kissed his stomach and patted it, “That’s alright” he said leaning back putting his massive arms above his head as he closed his eyes, “keep on kipping”.

Blake stirred and opened his eyes blearily he felt the warm wet embrace of a stomach, not just any stomach, but Cecil’s - he heard the steady breathing of his boyfriend above him, he stretched languidly pushing at spots in Cecil’s stomach he knew would gain a reaction, “Blake you are awake - ah that tickles” he laughed and Blake gently tickled a particularly sensitive spot on Cecil’s stomach coaxing up more giggles and laughs from the big man he was inside.

“Good morning handsome” he said relenting in his tickling and leaning back against the plush inside

“Good morning yourself” replied Cecil, “do you want me to let you out?”

“Not just yet” murmured Blake I wanna be in here a bit longer

“That’s fine with me, you don’t have an objection if I lay here as well”

“I’d prefer it”

“I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again. You fill me out so well” said Cecil grinning at the bulge that had been created by his boyfriend’s body wrapping his arms around it tenderly.

“I appreciate the compliment Cecil” said Blake reaching his hand up to make an ever so slight impression on Cecil’s bulging stomach, he felt the gentle reciprocated touch from his boyfriend.

“Hey it isn’t just a compliment it’s the truth” Cecil laughed “What do you want for breakfast?”

“Herc, I can make my own breakfast”

“Well since you’ve given me breakfast in bed I thought I’d return the favour” replied Cecil playfully

“You can make me pancakes you silly big idiot” teased Blake

Cecil laughed “Shall I let you out now, I wouldn’t say no to keeping you there while I make breakfast”

“Yeah, but I would have no objection to being swallowed down later today” he added the final part in a hushed whisper.

Cecil let Blake out in the bathroom and after making sure he was ok he left him to shower again and get dressed while he went to start on their breakfast.

When Blake returned, dressed in tee-shirt and jeans, the two of them sat and ate breakfast in companionable silence.

“So,” said Cecil as they moved to and sat on the sofa “what do you want to do today”

“Well I was thinking we could take a walk, are you going to the gym today? If you are then we can chill after you get back if you’re not going then what we could do is…”

Cecil listened to Blake go on making contingency plans if he was honest, Cecil would honestly be happy to just sit with Blake all day and enjoy his company, that being said he was going to go to the gym, hey he had to maintain and build his Herculean physique somehow. He could ask Blake to come with him, but he would be slightly worried about some of the more unpleasant Preds that frequented his gym, oh he wasn’t concerned for Blake’s Safety - he was concerned for their safety from Blake, that small man packed one hell of a punch, as he had found out on his first meeting with his short but mighty boyfriend.

“Cecil, Ces are you listening?” Asked Blake

“Oh yeah, I’m going to to the gym today, assuming there’s not been something disastrous that’s happened to it”

“I moved on from that about 3 minutes ago”

“Oh”

“What I was asking was, would you swallow me down again tonight” he leaned across making Cecil’s face grow very hot to be perfectly honest his face was also tinged red

“Um” his stomach betrayed him growling appreciatively at the thought of it’s favourite meal inside it

“I think your stomach agrees with me”

“You are always welcome in my belly” said Cecil kissing Blake on his cheek

“I know that, and I’m glad” said Blake, he loved being inside Cecil every bit as much as the Big man enjoyed having him inside him, they would always enjoy Tummy cuddles.

Fluffy Vore 👏 Fluffy Vore 🙌 Fluffy Vore

I’m really on a kick for writing this, if I was ever forced to only write one type of vore I think I’d pick safe, although I have a confession I’ve had this sitting in my drafts for like a month or so lol,

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Love Naga Preds ❤️

A redraw/redesign of Manda with Kaede safe inside of him

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Slightly insane prey

Prey that’s just a bit too in to being eaten,

Prey that is so so desperate to get eaten that they make the Pred worry about their sanity

Prey that is more than willing, they are deserpate to be eaten and digested

Prey that practically worships the soft fat they’ve added to their Pred

Prey that chases after a Pred in a reverse cat and mouse desperate to be eaten

Prey that is just a lil bit off kilter

Prey that protects their Pred from other prey, after all their Pred is theirs

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"Honey- Honey, please. Put down the bottle."

"Bu' ish' New Year's Eve!"

"You're going to pass out drunk if you keep drinking."

"Thash the point, innit?"

"I want you to be sober enough to eat me, dammit!"

"Ohhh... Shorry, dear. M' gunna fall asleeb."

"Ugh. Fine. Tomorrow, then?"

"Shoooore. Jus'... Wake me in tha mornin."

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Crazy Pred and Observer couples

Pred and Observer who are both just nuts and are absolutely perfect for each other. Not so much for their prey.

Outlaw Couple who kidnaps people only for the observer to stuff their captives down the throat of their Pred whilst the Pred eagerly enjoys the feeding.

Vigilante couple who defeat evil foes and send them to their own special prison. The observer rubs their greedy preds belly as it churns up the food.

Royal couple. The pred devours threats to their domain and their observer rubs their gut. Perhaps they even do this at state council meetings. A corupt noble ensconced within the belly of the ruler or their consort whilst their spouse rubs away smiling round at the rest of the court as a warning, don’t piss me or them off or this will be you.

Insane Pred and insane observer who just straight up kidnaps people to stuff into the Pred. Off shoot of this a Yandere Observer who feeds their rivals to the Pred, the Pred is just as into it as the Yandere. The Yandere really was the only one who held their attention anyway. Or a reverse situation with a Yandere type Pred!

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Adorable

A redesign/redraw of Slaibhin keeping Charlotte safe inside him after she encountered him while hiking a snowy mountain

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Laying your head on a pred's filled belly after they just finished a meal, and you can hear the whimpering of the prey inside, and rubbing the pred's belly trying to comfort their prey. You've been them once, you know the pred is scary but means well, and you tell the pred's prey they'll make it out in one piece soon enough. The pred is disappointed you decided to calm down their prey but decides it's fine since their prey is filling enough, their fear isn't the only enjoyable thing about this.

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Vore Thoughts Possesive Prey

So I love Possesive preds they are really hot. Obviously mostly used in setting where they and the prey are romantically involved. But you know what I also love?

Possesive Prey.

A prey that looks at the Pred they are maybe or maybe not romantically involved with and thinks, you, you’re mine.

I just never seem to see it and I would love to find some of it!

Consider

Prey clinging to their Pred when the Pred wants or needs to do something, so the prey suggests they compromise and stuffs themselves down the Pred’s throat.

The Pred has to go out so the prey stuffs themselves down the Pred’s gullet making sure that the whole world can see that they are the Pred’s meal.

Prey that gets very jealous if they see the Pred scarfing down another meal. Sure they’ll rub the Pred’s gut, but they warn the prey in there that they’ll be just mush and fat in their Pred whilst this Prey, referring to themselves of course, is a frequent traveler in and out.

Bonus points if the Pred is equally possessive of their prey. It’s always good when the feelings are mutual!

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Again don’t know who I wanna be in this situation

Werewolf pred coming up to you, belly full of squirming prey, looking at you with those puppy dog eyes expecting you to call them a good boy.

You don't want to encourage their behavior, but then again they look so desperate for approval and you know they have self-esteem problems, but they literally ate a guy.

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I don’t know if I wanna be the werewolf boyfriend or the belly rubber

Rubbing your werewolf boyfriend's huge soft tummy after they ate and digested everyone you invited to your birthday party, and you keep on going "Who's a good boy?" They refuse to answer and you keep on rubbing and dotting all over him, and then you tell them they're such a good boy, but they start sobbing because they know it isn't true. You wipe away their tears and tell them they did a great job resisting their urges for as long as they did. They whine and nuzzle into your shoulder and you comfort them, you had no idea they felt this way, but you swear you'll make sure they feel comforted and accepted. It's not their fault, they're just some big hungry dog, it's okay for them to eat 17 people alive.

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Wishing all of you who celebrate a very merry and safe Christmas and those who don’t a nice day off of work and a little bit of time to spend with family and friends.

🎄🎄❤️

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Safe and Warm

I love safe vore and am on a slight kick for it at the time of writing this so here is another Theodora and Leopold story!

contains M/F soft safe vore cuddling and a whole lotta fluff

Theodora climbed up the stairs to her and her husband's room she was cold, and she had had to leave quickly in the middle of the night, she would have to be quiet too her husband was asleep. she quickly got changed and after pulling on an old dressing gown which was meant to be warm she clambered into bed careful not to wake her husband by jumping in too quickly.

Theodora curled up under the covers shivering slightly trying to get over to her husband without waking him. it was the middle of winter and heavens was it cold. They had had a thick fall of snow that week and it was lying thick in the village streets.

Her husband the man she was currently trying to not wake as he had had a very busy few days had gotten back from transacting some delicate business had felt obviously the need to wind down had gone on a walk through the village, when he had gotten hit by a snowball. this one was an accident and the child had profusely apologised Leopold had accepted the apology and continued on his way.

However when a second snowball had also hit him, this one was intentional and had been thrown by the village troublemaker. instead of responding with anger, Leopold had laughed scooped up snow and returned the fire. the fight soon ended up involving a significantly large portion of the village children and had even included some of the adults including the vicar and blacksmith. The two teams as ended up being both attempting to get Leopold to play for them since he was the strongest snowballer there. However Leopold was immune to such attempts reveling in the chaos and in general having fun acting like a giddy child laughing tripping over himself and hurling snowballs with abandon. To the point that one of them hit the Dowager Countess Agnes Maria Anne Ida Giles the Dowager Countess of Ayleton. Embarrassed Leopold had nearly fallen to his knees in apologies as the Dowager Countess merely smiled picked up snow rolled it into a ball and flung it with precision accuracy that it hit Leopold square in the face.

Laughter came from the decidedly unwelcome soucre of the mouth of Cassandra Delia Whalebright, a local scourge it was silenced promptly by another snowball flung by the elderly Grand Dame.

"My apologies" said the Great lady "I thought that I was flinging at a fence post to practice my aim you know".

all of the village children had then wanted the Dowager countess on their team.

Leopold had laughed skipped and had been greatly undignified the entire time they'd been out. She wondered sometimes how someone so perfect existed he looked so beautiful lying beside her deep in sleep after an exhausting day. he didn't even bother to get into his sleepwear after bathing he had just crashed into bed naked.

Again she wondered if he even felt the cold, he generated so much heat naturally he always gave the best hugs. She on the other hand found it hard to keep heat in her when she was out and about she had multiple layers, but in bed well she had only the covers and her nightgown between her and the world, ok that was a little dramatic the warming pans had been in the bed before they had gone to bed, and there was a smouldering fire in the room, but still! she was a naturaly cold lady.

No wonder she'd ended up with a man who seemed to be affected by nothing in regards to temperatures below freezing, he could probably go out with nothing on at all and be fine, she smirked she'd love to see the look on Cassandra's face then oh yes!

Perhaps she wondered was his heat producing tendency a reason for his huge appetite?

She heard him breathe deeply and roll over “Theodora” he mumbled in his sleep “So wonderful” he reached his arms out and pulled her tight against him “So delicious”

Theodora tried not to laugh I wonder what makes you think I’m so special she thought. She kissed him gently on the forehead and curled against him.

Leopold woke gently feeling his wife's kiss on his forehead. He groaned quietly and sleepily.

"Hello sleeping beauty" whispered his Dora kissing him beneath his jaw "Sorry I woke you"

"Don't worry 'mbout it" he whispered groggily "Are you ok, why are you here in my bed so" he stopped "this is our bed" he said slowly

"It is darling" said Theodora

"Ok, what are you doing in so late" he asked confused

"I had some duties to attend to" she said

"I wanted to fall asleep with you in my arms or in my belly tonight" he said pouting

"You can still have that" she said lightly tapping his nose she shivered from the cold and cuddled in closer.

"Are you cold beloved?" he asked

"Yeah, I always find it hard to get heat into me" she said

He cuddled her close nuzzling his face into her neck "Well take some of my heat please"

"I think I know a way that we can both be made happy" she said smiling

"Are you sure, you don't have to do it just because I said it" he said shyly

"Of course I want to you to eat me" she said "I feel so safe when I'm inside you"

"Even though I sometimes Digest you? Melt you down and make you one with me"

"If I'm honest I think that's what I love most about the times when you digest me. but even if I didn't love it I still know that nothing will ever harm me when I'm inside you, you are my greatest protector."

He stared at her his eyes filled with wonderment "How" he said aloud "Did I ever get so lucky, I must be the luckiest gluttonous spirit to exist, to have you as my wife, to have you in my arms and in my belly each night...." he stared at her his beautiful wife his Dora

"Darling" she said

"I won't digest you" he replied as though responding to a conversation that to that point she had been a member of but not parlé to.

"I never said you had to" she said quickly she found herself being gently brought to a sitting position her Husband, her Leo, her darling holding her tightly licking his lips

"You are ok with me eating you, holding you, in my gut tonight"

"Of course I am, I always am" she replied quickly undressing so that her husband didn't have to deal with clothes wrecking her flavour. though he may have pouted normally (He liked getting to take her clothes off as much as she enjoyed taking his off) he merely cuddled her as she shivered against his body, though the heat radiated off of him she really wanted to be inside him and so began the process of clambering down his throat herself. surprised Leo let her, occasionally pushing her further when she got a bit stuck.

She emerged gratefully into the warmth of his belly above her Leopold patted his engorged gut and let out a belch of satisfaction "Ourrrrrrrrrrrrrrrp" he rubbed his stomach loving how her shape her form was now wholly held inside him. he really enjoyed that

All mine he thought only mildly possessively, not that Theodora would mind one should hasten to add after all she is happy to be Leopold's favourite meal and his wife. He is hers as well, both her Pred and her husband. any other meal that she would like to feed him, is merely passing through her darling's digestive system.

Now she felt safe above all else and warm too. Leopold would let her out in the morning as soon as both of them awoke, and if he decided to keep her in there a little longer, she didn't mind at all. it would keep him lounging in bed and give them quiet time together where they could just be in each other's company. Safe and Warm and together

I hope yous enjoyed this little story I really enjoyed writing it, this was meant to be quite fluffy hence the cuddly nature and the lack of very overt sexual content implied or otherwise. though granted vore is a kink so regardless of how clean you make it, its still a bit spicy.

I suppose this also counts as a Christmas Special since it's wintery so I guess that's fun too!

I really love the intimacy safe vore provides especially endo, which is what I believe this counts as just to have someone in the core of your being, or being in the core of someone else's being is just so tender and I love it and I really wanna see it being used more often.

More Vore Fluff!

Also I just adore writing with these guys Theodora and Leopold are just so much fun to write with and I wanna do more with them, I wanna do more with all my characters in fact. If you guys have any ideas for stories with any of my characters I've written about send me the ideas in!!

Love yas xx

[bannanasrus]

Hungry and Clingy

I adore the idea of a pred being really clingly to their Prey romantic partner and so this came from my brain.

Theodora and Leopold were originally going to be in one story, but I liked them so much that I am making multiple for them!

This like allot of what I write is pretty self indulgent so:

Contains M/F vore, digestion with reformation I'm not gonna say safe even though I'm fairly certain that if there is reformation you can tag it as such, belching belly rubs, internal rubs, bit of mild stuffing of pred, slightly dominant prey.

In short: A very clingy husband really wants to eat his wife after she comes back from a trip, wife is into it as he is!

Leopold had been moping for about three days. Theodora had left for a couple of days to visit her family, he believed it was some witch thing if he had been a more selfish man and a complete monster he might have kept her at home and insisted that she refrain from it but he was neither of those things and he would never keep her from visiting her family.

But that didn’t make the separation for the clingy man easier nor indeed for anyone else, as unintentionally he was making his gloom, everyone else's problem. Their servants were getting annoyed at his moping as it was getting difficult to gossip on the job without him walking listlessly through the room and finding a suitable settee and lying there (face down) for a couple of hours at a time.

The servants didn’t know of course of Leopold’s other reason for missing his wife, of course he adored her and was naturally a clingy person, but he was also desperately hungry without her, his greedy stomach whined and begged for her back seemingly every minute of every day, it wasn’t painful - necessarily, and was nothing like the pain he had felt when he and she had first discovered their shared love of his devouring appetite. It was however just enough to be annoying and that coupled with his listlessness made him almost impossible to have a conversation with without wanting to slap him in the face, at least for most people.

Penelope Craddock thought that it was sweet that he cared for his wife so much that he became a lost puppy without her, she just also wished he would stop lying on the sofas with his head buried in a cushion looking as though he’d been murdered for long stretches, she’s already dealt with multiple, frightened housemaids coming to tell her that the “master was dead” and she was getting sick of having to repeat the same routine of going and actually asking if he was dead, and he never was.

This time she had walked through the drawing room to find her employer face down on the sofa lamenting.

“Hhhhhhhhuhhhhhh”

“Sir”

“When is she coming back?”

“She’s coming back-” but he appeared not to hear her for he went on

“I miss her, she’s been gone for so long”

“It’s only been 2 days Sir”

“That’s still too long” he rolled onto his side and pouted.

Penelope sighed, at least his wife didn’t need to fear him being unfaithful, she’d known and had worked for men who happily slept with many a woman when their wives weren’t home, but oh not Leopold, if a woman had come near him when his wife was away trying to seduce him he would have thrown a fit.

There came from outside the sound of horses hooves clip clopping along, Leopold raised his head “Huh” he said

“I believe that is Your wife now sir, I was trying to tell you that she would be arriving in a few minutes”

It was as though he had been given an electric shock, for in seconds he had shot from his prostrate position and was running out of the room and skidding round the corner as he sprinted to the front hall his face alight with happiness.

He nearly tripped as he stopped at the top of the hall listening as the horses hooves clicked to a halt and the butler glided (for no butlers walk they all glide) across the floor and opened it “Mrs Theodora Sir” he said quietly Theodora walked into her house with mild aplomb and was promptly swept up in a hug by her husband.

“Hello Leopold” she said quietly hugging him back

“Hello my darling” he replied squeezing her tightly

“Hello my Dear” she whispered in his ear “Can you put me down?”

Leopold realised awkwardly that he had lifted her off the ground and gently put her back down. Elodie, Theodora’s maid, scampered forward and removed her mantle. Theodora sighed and moved back into her husbands embrace for a few seconds.

“I will need to change darling” she said un-skewering her hatpin from her hat and removing the headwear

“Shall I have something prepared for us to eat” he asked

“Yes please” she quietly replied, she gently pulled him towards her and kissed him quickly on the cheek before starting to walk down the corridor and upstairs, the servants relieved that their employers moping about would be finished began to return to their tasks they had been engaging in prior

He was more energised than he had been in two days eagerly helping to arrange things for the two of them.

Theodora for her part had gone upstairs to her small dressing room where she met her ladies maid - Amelia - helped her change, although she was mostly there as a fellow witch that she could share the news of the day with.

Amelia however was most eager to tell her about the behaviour of her husband “Dear Theodora” she began, since Theodora preferred to do away with formalities unless a sergeant wished to keep them “Your husband has been”

“Moping around unceasing” she asked as she pulled her hair from its updo and began unfastening her dress.

“Well yes”

“I am not surprised” she replied as Amelia came over and unfastened her corset. She sighed and settled onto the chair bending over to take off her shoes.

“He also was hungrier than usual” said her maid guardedly

once again Theodora wasn’t surprised, her husband would never dream of hurting a member of their staff so of course his need for a live human meal was being denied. As far as she was concerned her husband deserved to eat anyone he desired to eat, he shouldn’t hold himself back. There were a few failed courtships of hers that she would love to push down his greedy gullet. However, he probably wouldn’t like that and would insist that Theodora was all he needed.

She was so lost in thought that she didn’t hear Amelia say. “Theodora, your petticoats”

“Ah thank you” she said standing up and beginning to remove them.

She pulled her tea-gown over the top of a nightdress and wondered how quick it would be, before her Husband eagerly devoured her. She hoped she would at least get to feed him cake and rub his stomach, oh how she’d love to rub it from the outside whilst…. Her train of thought derailed, no, such joys would have to wait.

Leopold meanwhile was scurrying about effectively doing the servants jobs for them as he felt his stomach grumble happily for the first time in what felt like forever. His wife was back, back where he could swallow her whenever he and she wanted. Was he being a trifle possessive, perhaps, but it wasn’t necessarily motivated from jealousy, he just liked having her near him.

“Sir?” It was his Valet Westonly, he had never found out his first name. Leopold who was very used to calling those older and wiser than him, even if by the purest technicality he was older than Westonly, had to prevent himself from calling Westonly “Sir” nearly all the time.

“Yes” he replied distractedly pulling a table beside a settee.

“Would you like some Chamomile tea”

“Oh um”

“Sir I would hate to pass comment but I think it should benefit you” the first part was a lie, Westonly lived to pass comment on things

There was the sound of footsteps “I will take my leave” said Westonly he like the butler glided from the room as through a small, slightly concealed door stepped Theodora. She looked to Leopold absolutely radiant, she wore a cream coloured nightdress underneath a long teagown with a train, the teagown was a rich purple and had wide sleeves, a favourite both of Theodora’s and of his.

She swept over to him her regal head tilted to look up at his face he was a foot taller than her, after all. “Hello handsome” she said

That made him weak at the knees, that and her scent, damn it all he would have pulled that nightdress dress from her and devoured her then and then had he not had more self-control. As it was he merely let out an embarrassed sound and made a move to sit, to be stopped by her. “Hold me please,” she said. He started at that wondering why she wanted him to hold her.

“I will,” he said. He wrapped his arms around her, enveloping her. He wanted to be her whole world from now until sunrise, to be her safety.

Theodora laid her head on her husband's chest drinking in his smell.

"Did you miss me?" she asked

"Terribly" he replied shortly

"I heard," she said, laughing, as they broke apart and sat down beside each other on the settee.

Westonly brought in a tea tray on which sat a couple of buttered muffins, a couple of slices of sponge cake a couple of slices of seed cake, toast and some jams. the tea or rather teas in question? Chamomile and Peppermint tea.

Theodora took the peppermint and Leopold took the chamomile

Settling back into the cushions Theodora looked up at Leopold who had grabbed a muffin and was in the process of taking a bite from it his sharp canines and incisors glinting in the light from the fire. "Darling"

"MMMMm" he replied chewing

"How was your stomach, whilst I was away?"

"It was...."

He wasn't sure how to articulate how his stomach had behaved, it wasn't as though he hadn't gone longer without, live... food but certainly, it was the longest she'd been gone from the house since they'd discovered their shared interest and enjoyment. After all they didn't do it every night, just allot of them. Perhaps it was merely an anxiety about being separated that had caused him to behave as he had.

Theodora seemed to understand his silence "It is terribly greedy isn't it?" he hand traced loving circles over his stomach "You are so terribly glutenous for your wife"

The teasing was as much for him as for her he enjoyed being teased by her over how hungry he got whenever she was near.

"I am" he said licking his lips slowly. Her smell was driving him mad and the little voice in his mind was demanding that her devour her now and here. Put her deep inside you where she's always meant to be it growled.

"But it would be wrong to let all this food go to waste," said Theodora a grin creeping over her face

"Don't you need to eat, you've had a long journey?" asked Leopold

"mmm, I'll have a muffin and a slice of seed cake and a piece of toast then," said Theodora, "you finish the rest and I will let you devour me"

Her hand landed on his thigh giving it a squeeze and making him yelp slightly. She was glad they had their own wing in the house - or rather small tower. the servants were ensconced in a different portion of the house and most had been dismissed for the night.

"What do you say?"

Leopold licked his lips slowly "Yes"

Theodora grinned "Good Boy" his face and body started in a way that let her know that her words had left the desired impact.

In only a few minutes the food was gone, and Leopold was rubbing circles over his stomach. Theodora meanwhile was smirking at him over the top of her cup.

"I wondered, how did your trip go?" he asked

She shrugged "There are worse things that could have happened"

"What"

"Well we were meant to be performing an exorcism, as it turned out the deadly powerful spirit in question was actually a combination of an overzealous ghostly priest, a poltergeist, a child, and a very weak demon, added to that a fraudulent medium accidentally making the whole situation worse by setting the menagerie at each others throats"

"Oh dear"

"So that took my sister a bit of sorting out and all in question are living in harmony with the living"

"Even the demon?"

"Well the poor dear wasn't very good at being a demon, extremely weak you see, so we left him alone, he now causes mischief with the poltergeist"

"I'm glad that no one was injured"

"Well, hopefully that's the last thing I'm called away to deal with for while, I don't know if you'd be able to cope with me being away for too long"

"I, I am sorry"

"What on earth makes you think you need to apologise"

"I shouldn't be" he paused "Like this"

"Like what?" She asked very confused

"Like this, falling to pieces whenever you aren't around" he looked embarrassed "I don't want you to feel like you can't leave me on my own" he paused "I know that I can be really irritating, probably most of the time and I know that I probably really annoyed the servants and you'll be sick to death hearing their-"

"Look at me you idiot" she said cutting him off "If you think that I'd ever abandon you, leave you permanently then you are more stupid than a, I don't know" she tugged his face up so that he faced her "I love you, flaws and all, if you can even call being sad when your wife is gone a flaw, some people would call that a great virtue"

“I’m Lucky to have you” he said smiling warmly he wondered as his wife ruffled his hair and grinned at him what he had ever done to deserve such a wonderful woman as his wife.

He had finished the food that she had asked him too, he wasn't stuffed but he felt the weight of it in his stomach. He drained also his tea cup as Theodora drained hers. "Can we head upstairs now?" he asked quizzically.

"Not quite yet" she said smiling she was going to let him eat her of course she was. But she wanted to have some fun with him before that. "Lie back"

"What" he asked

"Lie back my darling" she said grinning at him

"Wha- oh oh" she pushed his chest making him lie back upon the setee as she clambered on top of him straddling his hips

"You look very nice from this angle" she said smiling wickedly at him. "Maybe I should keep you like this every day"

He flushed "I couldn't" he stuttered "I, I have work!"

"In a perfect world, I would keep you all to myself" she said grinning at him vixen like "Whenever you have to go and talk to the most gauche people, I think to myself, my my my, what did they ever do to get the pleasure of talking to my husband" she leaned down her hair framing them and tickling Leopold's face "In my ideal world, you are my pampered pet, well fed at all times and all mine" she felt him stiffen beneath her.

"Theodora" he breathed out he licked his lips and strained upwards "You smell so good"

"How could I not?" she said "I am your favourite meal" She kissed him "I am yours totally and you are mine"

"All mine," he repeated, breathing in her scent. Those he had eaten in the past had often smelt bad; occasionally, some smelt passable, and a few were quite good. But his Theodora? None of them could ever hope to compare.

She squeezed around his midriff the pudgy layer that usually sat there was smaller and less squidgy than usual. "This won't do at all" she said

"What what," said Leopold coming from a daze of pleasure imagining stuffing her down to his stomach tonight.

"You usually have more pudge than this," she said squeezing him and loving how it made him jump "We have to fix that"

"How?" he asked he was still a little foggy and leaned upward burying his face in her neck and breathing in her scent again

"Well my darling, that food we gave you will add a little back onto you, but I believe that you will require me"

"I have wanted you in my gut since you came in the door" he growled, it wasn't threatening more or less huffy and childish she took his face in her hands and kissed him "I always want you inside me" he blushed at her, "I love having you tucked up within me, you drive me wild"

"My darling" she tailed off now she was blushing too. They sat there gazing into each others eyes "Lift me up, carry me upstairs" she said

"Anything, my darling." They kissed gently, and Leopold lifted Theodora easily into his arms. Bridal carried her to the bookshelf, where the concealed door was, and opening it, stepped through it.

He carried her up to their room and gently set her down. Like he was an attendant of a princess he smoothed the train of her teagown making sure it swept from her. In his opinion, she looked positively supernatural standing there. he felt like he could only dream of having this beautiful woman as his wife, and as his meal added the little voice in his head.

"What do you want me to do now" he asked

"Anything my darling"

"Can I eat you then?"

She almost laughed at the purity of the question "Of course my darling Husband" she said reaching up she stroked his face "you are so beautiful" she said "Such a wonderful" her hand brushed across his lips "And handsome" her hands traced down his front unbuttoning his shirt "and gluttonous" she stepped into his embrace and kissed him "Man".

The kissing became more impassioned and they quickly moved to the bed stripping off each others clothing. "I love you I love you" repeated Leopold.

"You are so beautiful, My wife" he gushed "So kind and gentle, and yet strong"

"You are so sweet" she said coming up for air from one of their kisses "So loving and so adorable, like a puppy" She smiled "And so smart too"

They had both tumbled into the bed and were lying entwined in the sheets. They looked at each other and laughed at the state of their room, the clothes strewn everywhere, and they'd have to tidy the Drawing room tomorrow, whilst their servants did most of the work, they liked to at least lighten the load, both for example helped decorate for Christmas.

"Please can I eat you now?" asked Leopold

"You have been wonderfully patient," said Theodora "You may My Leo"

"Thank you my Dora" replied Leopold he hesitated "You've got your necklace, don't you? he asked

"I do" she said presenting the necklace in question which was upon her person. "Now big boy" she said "Hurry up and gobble me up!"

He sat up bringing Theodora with him and cuddled her close to his chest, then he brought her to his mouth. Unhinging his jaw he began to push her in gently letting her push her own way down his throat should she wish it.

Eventually his mouth closer over her feet and he lay back, she was so, so filling "Ourrrrrrrrrrrrp" he Belched gluttonously "Mmmmmm URRRRRRRRRP you always taste URRRRRRRRRP So so, OURRRRRP good" he panted "BARRRRRRRRRP"

Theodora felt his belching reverberating around her he was so happy to have her in his gut she murmured the spell necessary to reform herself, an easy task with how often she did it. She wondered if he ever felt guilty in his usual way of his, that he put too much on her by his want and love and need to have her in his belly. Truth be told she didn't mind at all, she enjoyed being within him. she had missed being inside him when she'd been gone.

"BARRRRROURRRP" he belched again "you fill me up so, hicOURRRRRRP well" he sighed relaxing against their bed Moaning at the feeling of her inside him. "I adore you my love OURRRRRRRP, I'll see you in BOUURRRRRP the morning"

He slowly drifted off to sleep belching occasionally and rubbing his gut. She for her part relaxed into his stomach walls as the acid gently rose and the walls softly kneaded her. The acid didn't burn as usual, it was a rather pleasant feeling actually. She too fell asleep and her form melted temporarily into her husband's body. Slowly though at some point during the night she reformed and was as always enveloped in her husband's arms.

The two slowly woke up and smiled at each other

"So did you miss me" asked Theodora Cheekily

"Of course I did" replied Leopold he lightly tapped her on the nose "What on earth would I do without your clothes cluttering the floor each night" he added cheekily to device a playful tap upon his nose before Theodora settled back into his Embrace happily. They would tidy the areas that needed tidying later, for now they would just lie in bliss together.

After all what better way to spend a morning as a married couple.

I really hope you guys liked this little story. I know its the first one I've done in a bit. I love these characters a lot and they will be appearing in more of my stuff. As always any points about me messing up Spelling Punctuation to Grammer, or even if something is phrased a little weird would be greatly appreciated. Lots of love