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[confusedself101]

hhhh can I join in the squishy tummy I'm a small little tiny I can fit!!

“Comfortable in there with Rei?”

//This Anon ask has been in my inbox for a very long time- woops! I hope this isn’t too far off of what you’re expecting lmao.

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[confusedself101]

“No, no wait! Please!” 

They look up at me, their eyes wide, face stained with tears. They must be absolutely terrified of me right now. A shiver of thrill mixed with disgust slides down my spine, making the hair on my neck stand on end. 

I have to do this. Quickly. 

Without any further hesitation, I shove them into my mouth, closing it swiftly to trap them inside. They are much safer here, though they may not know it. 

Thoroughly trapped now, they let out a whimper, their struggles ceasing from shock and horror. They really think that I mean to kill them. 

“P-please…n-n-no…” they beg, curling up into a ball as I push and prod them with my tongue. It doesn’t help that they taste absolutely delicious. A hum of delight escapes the back of my throat before I can stop it, my own eyes widening now in horror. 

I did not just do that. 

Wanting to get this over with, I tilt my head back, feeling their tiny, sobbing form slide down to the back of my throat. With a gulp, I send them down, tracing their form as it slides down my throat and into my stomach. It’s safe in there, they’ll be fine I remind myself, trying desperately to rid myself of the pangs of guilt tearing through my chest. I will explain once we are somewhere safer.  

[confusedself101]

I love all of your digimon stuff! Have you drawn Knightmon voring before?

“Can’t have a human causing ruckus around here….I’ll have to bring you to Crusadermon”.

//I haven’t before, but here it is! First time drawing an Ultimate-level Digimon I guess. Thank you for the compliment! ❤️

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[confusedself101]

Since I’m not a minor anymore, I guess I must renovate my introduction post. So, here we go!

Good day everyone! You can call me Triana, I’m 18 years old – and this is my non-sexual vore blog, although I can post non-vore content here as well.

I post different kinds of vore from safe to fatal, yet I write and draw only oral – no exceptions. Also, I hardly ever make cruel preds the main characters of my stories for personal reasons. If these criterias go along with your preferences, then you will be always welcomed here!

As for my DNI, I wouldn’t like to interact with:

- Weight gain/ food fetish community blogs.

- Exclusively gore blogs

- Exclusively sexual/kink blogs

Don’t get me wrong – I’m not against people who run such blogs. The only people I hate are those who commit crimes against love, kindness and humanity – any others are free to come! If my art touches someone’s heart, they can like, or reblog, or follow. Yet, if my posts get reblogged, especially by NSFW blogs, I insist on leaving my original tags as they are or deleting them completely, so other viewers won’t get confused. If my personal boundaries are not respected, only then I will block.

I’d like to state that I’m not against minors in the community and they can visit my blog. However, I will always write warnings in heads of my posts if they include adult topics (explicit descriptions of physical traumas, for instance), so children and teens can stay away from it.

Also, I don't roleplay (at least, for now), and, as a shy and cautious person, I'm really suspicious about receiving messages. If you wish to chat with me, please, leave a short description of who you are and what exactly you'd like to talk about - I'll hardly answer you otherwise. ❗Forbidden topics: politics, religion, sexual preferences (everything connected with sex really)❗(they produce conflicts which I would NOT like to participate in). If I feel in danger chatting with you, I'll stop the communication and block! Sorry, but, unfortunately, it's very easy to get in a trap on the Internet nowadays...

Thank you for reading this until the end! Have a nice day and take care!

Master list:

Animations:

Optimus Prime vore animation

Non-vore animation Nyx x Dooku

Original characters’ backstories:

Sara Branton (TFP)

Alexa Branton and Sacura (TFP)

Nyx de Serenno (SW)

Sara Branton:

Ratchet and Sara (pictures)

Late at night (a comic)

Healing fueltank (a picture)

Alexa Branton:

Happy Valentine’s day (a picture)

Comfort (a comic)

To end this (a story)

Sacura

Trust (a story)

Butterflies in a stomach (a picture)

Please, hide me (a picture)

Portrait/ Sacura and Drift (pictures)

Nyx:

The best (a story)

Les miserables (a story)

Non vore animation Nyx x Dooku

I have never seen my master that angry... (a story)

The ignition of love (a picture)

Solitude (a picture)

Funny doodles

The glasses (a comic)

Vore prompts:

TFP: Optimus, Ratchet, Ultra-Magnus; TFE: Megatron, Bumblebee

TFP: Wheeljack; TFE: Starscream; TF RID: Drift

TFE Megatron (additional)

TFE Arcee

TFP Knockout

Flamewar

Aggressive affection

Stories (mostly a character x human!reader):

TFP:

You’ll be ready (TFP Shockwave)

*** (TFP Optimus)

The way to sort out problems (TFP Breakdown)

Homesickness (TFP Starscream)

TFE:

Once in the morning… (TFE Bumblebee)

Rescue Bots:

A giant space monster (Rescue Bots Blades)

The deal (Rescue Bots Heatwave)

G1:

Not alone (G1 Sunstreaker)

G1 Soundwave x female human!partner

Bayverse:

War and peace (Bayverse Ironhide)

Star Wars:

Light in the dark (SW Darth Vader)

Alice: Through the looking glass:

A deeper meaning (Alice: through the looking glass Time x OC)

Thoughts, talks, sketches:

Prey wakes up in an unknown stomach

Sympathetic Victorian-era vampire (Halloween thoughts)

Two knights

A king and a princess

A sad ghost

A “stalked” prey

A pred swallows their prey’s arm

“If you want to die, then let me be your grave”

Digestion (prey pov)

Dying prey/doctor pred

Draw 6 Predcrushes challenge

The first time (switch pov)

A pred decides not to hurt a prey, though they intended to before

Personal reason why I like willing fatal vore

Abused prey

Offering yourself to a pred

Introducing my self-sona.

Merger

Digestion (sick prey)

Aristocratic preds

Ask game answer 5

Ask game answer 4

Aske game answer 3

Ask game answer 2

Ask game answer 1

My first ask game

Transformers shows I’m familiar with

A pred and a prey who care about each other more than about themselves

Vore: a metaphor for reality

Gentleman preds (Dr Watson)

Scars on a pred’s stomach walls

The very first vore story

[confusedself101]

Mouthplay

I love the concept of a pred trying to ease their prey into allowing themself to be eaten.

The pred opens their mouth wide, letting little hands feel around. Trailing their palms over the smooth glistening teeth, tracing over sharp canines. Bushing over the tongue with a feather light touch, making the pred shiver and exhale. A puff of warm breath blowing over the tiny.

Small hands holding onto their bottom lip as they lean down to press a kiss to their pred’s lip. In turn the pred gently flicks the prey’s chin with their tongue. They close their lips over the prey’s hands, licking and sucking at them. Shivering at the odd feeling of tiny fingers against their tongue.

They open their mouth to let their prey take their hands back. Gently pushing the prey back to lay down, the pred tracing their finger down the prey’s side, gentle hungry eyes gaze down at them. So full of love and awe at their trust. The pred leans down, face hovering above them as warm puffs of air fan over their tiny body. The pred’s tongue slips out from between pink lips to drag up the prey’s front.

The pred laps at them, soft licks slowly becoming stronger, pressing their body into the table top below. The pred hums at their flavour, they taste wonderful. The pred leans forwards to lick from their torso up to their chin, pulling back to admire the beautiful blush that pools in the prey’s cheeks.

The prey leans up to brush their hand across their pred’s bottom teeth and in turn the pred takes the prey’s arm into their mouth, using gentle pressure to nibble at their arm playfully.

Pulling back the pred moves down, tongue slipping out to scoop the prey’s legs up, drawing the limbs into their mouth. They push down, closing their lips around the prey’s waist. They hum at the prey’s taste, smiling around their body.

The prey watches as their legs disappear into the pred’s maw. They reach out to stroke the top lip, smiling as the pred melts under their touch.

Ever so small, yet they hold so much power over the pred.

The pred sits back taking the prey with them, a hand hovering beneath their tiny form. The pred leans completely back, tilting their head back so the prey is vertical. The prey stares down at the pred’s blissed out expression as they softly taste the tiny on their tongue.

In one fluid motion the tongue slips out beneath the prey to curl over the top of their head. Lips opening just long enough to draw the prey down between them. Teeth clicking shut behind them. The pred groans at the feeling of their tiny weight resting in their mouth. So perfect.

The pred flicks the prey over their teeth and into their cheek, sucking their tiny form. Righting their head, the pred opens their eyes to look in the vanities mirror. Smirking at the sight of the prey’s squirming outline through their cheek. They watch on for a moment, enjoying the feeling of tiny hands pressing to the soft flesh of their cheek. The pred eventually rolls them back onto their tongue opening their mouth, they grin at the little face peeking from between their lips in the mirror.

The prey rolls over onto their stomach to look for themselves. They like the reflection, their pred looks so happy and they’re so comfy. The pred’s tongue flicks up to lick their face, chuckling at the disgusted look the prey shoots them through the mirror.

The tongue below them bucks and they’re drawn backwards as the pred swallows them. Mouth still open, the pred watches as they disappear from their maw. They close their mouth and tilt their head back slightly to watch the bump appear in their throat. They trace it with their eyes as it disappears behind their collarbone.

Delicious.

The pred sighs, satisfied with their little snack as the prey spills out into their stomach. They recline in their chair, patting their stomach softly. “You really hit the spot, sweetheart~” they grin as the prey curls up warm and comfy in their pred’s stomach, blushing at the praise.

[confusedself101]

(Not a request dw)

Imagine Drift's claustrophobic Little One trusting him so much that even though noms are a no-no, they'll let him have a taste occasionally by sticking their arm in his mouth. Letting him gently toy with it, slick it up with solvent, and purr at their taste. But... Seeing how nervous they are, sitting in his servo, with their arm in his intake. Like he's gonna bite down at any moment. He would Never! But he could.

He... Appreciates... Their attempt at a compromise, but for the most part, he's probably just gonna stick to cheeky, affectionate drive-by licks.

After a minute or two of giving their arm a thorough, but gentle, tasting session Drift releases them. (He wasn't holding onto them with his dermas at all, so if his Little One wanted to pull away, they could) And, because they're just So sweet and cute Drift can't help but give them a gentle kiss on the forehead. (Read: their entire face bc he's humongous)

Maaaaaaaybe a little bit of gentle licking them from where they sit on his servo too, just to be certain of their sweetness. And because their exasperated, but fond expression is Too cute to miss out on. <3 Don't worry, he's got a fluffy towel with their name on it for afterwards. Then it's cuddle time! (Presumably with him sleeping on his back, and with his Little One sleeping on his chest bundled up in blankets.)

Anon every time you send an ask like this I go absolutely feral.

I love scenarios like this so much. You captured the way Drift cares about his little one so well. Obviously tasting his human and holding them in his tank is a very important thing for him; it’s become a sort of ritual at this point, a more physical way for him to show you his love. But if you were to have a deep sense of claustrophobia? Of course he isn’t going to force you down into an environment you will be uncomfortable in! Tank time (that’s a humorous way of looking at being *eaten alive* by a giant robot) is something he wants you to look forward to! It shouldn’t be something you dread! So if he were to realize that it’s just not something you can handle, he won’t try it anymore. I think I said this in another ask addressing this topic, but Drift would be disappointed. However, he’s not going to be angry, and certainly won’t try and get rid of you. There is no way you can be seen as “defective” in his eyes. You just have certain preferences! All creatures do. So if giving you tongue baths and little drive-by licks is what he has to settle for, than he’ll take it!

Gosh, thinking about his little one offering him their arm for him to taste is such a sweet concept. His spark would melt and he would be so grateful that you’re trying to find a level of compromise when it comes to noms. Though like you said, he’d probably just settle for giving you soft licks like a cat grooming her kitten. Not only does he get to savor your addictive flavor, but he also finds it rather therapeutic to just sit there with you cradled in his hands, letting his mind go blank while he looks down at you with a half-lidded gaze and just slowly runs his tongue over you repeatedly. And *yes*, he would love having cuddle time with you. Whether it’s you sleeping on his chest or curled up in the crook of his neck, he’s going to bundle you up in a blanket and show you so much love and appreciation after he’s done with your tongue bath :)

[confusedself101]

Just a Taste

borderline(?) NSFW (but no smut); TWs for soft vore, non/con touching, mouthplay (kinda sorta)

Teeny boi gets caught by a giant that just wants a lil' taste~

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"You're so cute," the giant whispered, lips tilting up as their cupped palms raised and brought Kai closer to their face.

Kai withheld a grimace, pushing further against the fingers nearly as long as he was tall at his back. This wasn't the worst reaction he could've come across after being caught by a giant, but that didn't mean he had to like it, either.

"Cute enough to eat," the giant murmured, hushed and reverent, and Kai froze, his eyes promptly blowing wide as he gaped in dumbstruck horror at the giant.

Oh fuck no. He'd been wrong. He'd been so, so wrong.

He hadn't thought - hadn't even dared to consider - that this was one of those giants. The ones that thought tinies were nothing but a quick snack - not even a meal.

As if to seal the deal, the giant licked their lips, tongue dampening the plush skin there.

Frantically, Kai looked back over the edge of the giant's hands, but he was met with the same sight as before: a fall he wouldn't be able to survive. At least, not one he'd able to make while still being in any condition to escape afterwards.

Maybe jumping would give him a better fate than what this giant obviously had planned for him, though.

Unfortunately, he wasn't given the chance to decide on his own. As if they'd read his thoughts, the giant's thumb swept around and pressed over Kai's waist like a solid steel band, keeping him pinned to the fingers behind him no matter how much he writhed and squirmed.

In front of him, the giant's face approached, their eyes almost seeming to glow in anticipation, their pupils blown so only a thin sliver of their irises remained.

"Wait-wait-wait-wait, nonono, c'mon," Kai begged, shaking his head frantically and kicking his legs out at nothing.

The giant only smiled softly at him, eyes falling half-lidded, and Kai squeezed his own eyes shut with a whimper as huge, warm lips pressed against his exposed abdomen from where the giant's thumb had rucked up his shirt to his chest.

Something - a nose - brushed against the side of his head, exhaling warm air over his shoulder and making goosebumps rise against his skin.

He kept himself as stiff as a board, jaw taut, even as he genuinely began to shake with tension from holding himself so rigidly, spots dancing across his eyelids with how hard he had them clenched shut.

He shivered as he felt the giant's lips part just the faintest bit against his skin, hot air ghosting against his stomach and making the muscles there clench.

A breathy laugh made the lips against his skin practically vibrate, causing him to gasp out in startled shock, his eyes snapping open just in time for the tip of the giant's tongue to dip between the seam of their lips and brush against his taut stomach.

His hands snapped forward before he even fully processed what'd happened, and he pushed with all his strength against the giant's upper lip, his hands sinking into the plush skin as his squirming picked back up with a renewed desperation.

"Please - please don't," he pleaded, tipping his chin up high both to get rid of the sight of the giant's mouth against his vulnerable torso as well as to try to desperately meet their eye.

A single eye, because there was no way Kai could meet both with how terrifyingly close the giant was to him.

A huge, clear blue eye - easily bigger than Kai's whole head was - met his frantic gaze, and it curved into a crescent that corresponded with the smile that had no right to feel as menacing as it did as it pressed the blunt edges of teeth against his bare skin.

"I - I'll do anything, just don't-" he cut himself off, unable to give voice to his impending fate, and he swallowed hard around the sudden lump in his throat, desperately blinking back the sudden sting in his eyes. He didn't want this. He didn't - he didn't know what he could've done to deserve this kind of end.

Strangely, the giant's gaze actually seemed to soften, but Kai ruthlessly shoved down the burgeoning hope it brought him. The being hadn't moved away from him, hadn't given him any actual sign of taking his words into consideration just yet.

Sure enough, when they next spoke, their words were a simple, meaningless placation.

"Shhh, it's alright," they crooned against his skin, their eyes somehow managing to dilate even further and going hazy with pleasure as their tongue came back to tease at Kai's trembling stomach.

Kai couldn't even bring himself to feel ashamed at the quiet, desperate whine that slipped free from his throat, and he pushed harder against the giant's lip, turning his head to the side to futilely look away from what was happening. As if not seeing it would make it any less real.

A second later, he gasped in shock as the giant suddenly opened their mouth wide, Kai's fingers slipping off their lip and straight into their gaping maw.

He quickly yanked his arms back towards himself, but the giant was faster, lips pursing closed around Kai's elbows as it gave a long, languorous suck to his trapped limbs. Kai's legs kicked out in a flinching spasm against the giant's chin, but it was as if they didn't even feel the action.

"N-no please-" he whimpered threadily, tugging harder, but the giant just pursed its lips even tighter, a hot tongue brushing against Kai's fingers and slicking his forearms with drool.

The giant's eyes fluttered shut, and they moaned around his limbs, thrusting their head forwards in a sudden motion that had Kai's bare arms swallowed up in their hot, cavernous mouth nearly to his shoulders. His elbows bumped against the flat, hard edges of their teeth, and he choked back a terrified cry.

Their tongue started to move around faster, more urgently, licking up his arms and almost seeming to try to get between his tiny fingers as their mouth quickly flooded with drool, making it feel like his limbs were in a slick, heated pool.

Then, somehow, they managed to dart their tongue between their lips without letting Kai tug his arms free too, and they laved a hot, wet stripe from his collarbones, across his neck, and to the underside of his chin.

He froze.

His skin tingled with the damp, rapidly cooling saliva, and his mind went fuzzy like he was in a dream.

A nightmare.

The giant's throat bobbed as they swallowed around their built-up saliva, the suction tugging hard on Kai's arms, which were then abruptly released.

The sudden liberation was so unexpected that he barely had the wherewithal to finally yank his limbs back to himself, his shivers picking up as he clutched his saliva-slick hands to his chest and stared wild-eyed and uncomprehending at the giant panting hot breaths of air against his trembling skin.

They nuzzled their nose against his cheek, and he flinched, biting back a whimper. The giant's comforting croon did little to calm him, and he instead went deathly still as a claw-tipped fingernail invaded his space and tugged at the collar of his shirt, only bare milliliters away from his vulnerable throat where his heartbeat visibly pulsed beneath his skin.

Another little tug had his shirt giving away with an audible tear, one that was only compounded as the giant leaned in and breathily, needily, husked, "More."

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huhuhu~~~ thhoughtts? :3

[confusedself101]

I love them your honor 😭💕

(characters belong to @misupahana)

[confusedself101]

i NEED Soundwave content 😈😛😛

(needed to get a bit creative for this one)

-pretty calm the whole time, emotions are very vague, and you’d be unable to know if he enjoys eating you or not.

-he probably dose, even in his limited body language he acts like an excited cat chasing a mouse.

-grabs prey with tentacles, and stares at them thoughtfully for a moment, as if considering whether or not to consume them, on drag them back to the nemesis.

-eats with the tentacles, man doesn’t have a mouth, but he dose eat…kinda

-if he actually dose decide he’s going to eat whatever poor sap he catches, you’re getting dragged through his tentacles, it’s not uncomfortable, just weird

-his tank isn’t hugely uncomfortable, just slightly tighter then a more healthy cybertronian, and darker, if you can live with the tightness it’s easy to fall asleep

[confusedself101]

not fluff for once? preposterous!

doing some color keys for my comic lol, no context because ~spoilers~ but im happy with how these turned out!

[confusedself101]

Cold, scary, apathetic pred who finds herself strangely head over heels with a talkative prey she works with, so she shrinks her down to half/quarter her size and traps the prey in her belly, like an adoring owner keeping a bird locked up all pretty in a cage.

The prey goes through every emotion in the span of a few hours. She's angry, banging on the stomach walls with her small fists, yelling and hollering to be let out, before she realizes the gravity of her situation. And then she starts crying, letting out these little plaintive, heartbreaking sobs. Asking what she did to deserve this.

But to the pred, it's such sweet music. She just watches the little movements and struggles all across the round swell of her belly. She acts unusually warm towards her prisoner, like an animal in love, stroking her prey through layers of clothes and skin, poking and prodding at her beloved meal, cooing so softly.

"You alright in there, pumpkin~?" the pred asks in a velvety purr.

They prey lets out a soft whimper from inside, and the pred just chuckles and poffs a hand over the gurgly tummy.

"I'm not letting you go anywhere, sweetie. You're mine now. ❤️"

[confusedself101]

WARNING: THERE IS VORE IN THIS

Friend 1: A

Friend 2: B

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This had to have been one of the most strangest things you've experienced..

You and your best friends sat on the couch as you all watched a show on the tv, it had been a long day for all of you, and you were happy to finally have a chance to relax with them.

A was particularly much bigger than you and B, and would loom over you when they stood, and you swore you could hear them coming from miles away.

The tv was blocked out as nothing hut background noise, once you all heard a loud growl from A's stomach, and you all turned your attention to it.

A scratched their head in embarrassment, as you and B giggled.

It felt like only a second had passed, when A suddenly grabbed B, and pressed them against their rumbling belly.

You made an inaudible gasp of surprise, but made no move or sound at the scene before you.

B's face flushed out in red and squirmed in embarrassment, while A smiled down at them and chuckled.

You were confused from the situation.. A had never acted anything like this. They were always the gentle giant, so what was going to happen?

You watched as A picked up B with both of their hands underneath their armpits.

They kept them raised up abrove their head for a moment, before opening their mouth wide, and shoving their head into their dripping maw.

Your eyes widen, and you flinch in surprise. You watched B kick and try to push away from A's grasp.

You looked up at A to see them with a worried, but also hungry expression.

You wanted to help.

You crawled across the couch, and sat on top of your big friend's lap, B's knees being forced to sit next to you.

Taking your hand, you rub B's back reassuringly.

You knew A wasn't going to hurt them.

B settled down a bit from your touch, but you could tell they were still nervous from the flinching of their arms and legs.

Both you and A gave out a relieved sigh in unison, before you both moved forward.

A took a small swallow that failed to send B even a little bit into their throat, and tried to attempt a bigger one, but that one also failed.

You placed both of your hands on B's back, and gave a small shove, and with the assist of A's swallowing, B's head was finally inside the throat.

You look down to A's neck, and see a very obvious bulge that would move ever so slightly.

You poked and rubbed it gently, getting B to move their head a bit, and A to make a purring like sound.

A licked along B's neck, tasting them as saliva dripped down their mouth, and onto your lap, before they swallowed again.

It was much more effective than the last time, and resulted in half of B's tummy and up getting pulled in.

You all heard A's stomach growl impatiently for B.

You lay down on A's lap, and hug their rumbling tummy and rub it, causing A to purr, and their stomach to make more noise.

You could hear A gulping down B with a little bit of difficulty, but when you looked up to check on them, only B's feet were left outside.

You smile and pat your friend's tummy with a nuzzle, before you sat up, and pressed your hands against B's feet.

With a swallow and a push, B was now completely enveloped inside A.

A gave out a content sigh, and laid back as they felt B go down.

You watched the big lump on their neck disappear into their chest, before you laid down onto their belly once again.

B filled up the empty organ, causing it to grumble happily at it's meal.

You smiled at how full A looked, and patted their stomach with another hug, causing B to squirm a bit inside.

A draped one of their arms on top of you and their belly, and rubbed your back gently, while their other hand rested on their belly.

You and A watched the rest of the show while B settled down inside their temporary home.

[confusedself101]

I really love the idea of a monster pred like a demon or eldritch abomination or dark god that eats souls being confronted by the mortality of a human friend or lover and just going full “no death cannot take you from me I’ll imprison your soul inside me!” Because they sincerely mean it out of love but if you were a bystander who saw an eldritch abomination snarfing down a fatally wounded person you’d be traumatised for life.

That’s not even getting into the awkwardness of if you’re the prey you might not have actually realised the pred could do this or that they would do it to you. There you are just expecting to die like a normal person would in your situation and your friend from your perspective is randomly making a meal out of you. You might think to yourself “is this like how cats eat dead bodies?” Or if your already dead and have said a tearful goodbye with your last breathe tragedy style and then they’ve eaten your corpse or extracted your soul by itself then you had no idea they even ate you and you wake up trapped inside someone else’s mind and body just a passenger along for the ride and your eldritch abomination friend has to awkwardly explain what’s going on and why the rooming situation has drastically changed.

I just really like the idea of a monster with an understandable human motive like grief going about things in a completely inhuman way and because they successfully managed to pass as human or thereabouts up until this point. There’s now a lot of culture shock and existential horror in everyone’s future.

[confusedself101]

Been thinking about the slow, smooth slide of a person down a long dragon neck, the holding in the maw maybe while they’re flying, teeth closed into a tight, confined soace, leaving no light for their prey as their tongue undulates and massages along the prey’s body, pressing them against the ribbed roof of their mouth before that slimy muscle forces them further back into their throat, the prey’s hands grabbing desperately against the slick flesh as they beg not to be swallowed before they feel their feet tickle against the pulsating throat that sucks them in deeper and soon the prey is squirming slowly down the pulsating throat muscles, the dragon hasnt even properly swallowed yet, just watching and pressing on the bulge in their neck frok the outside as they smooth their writhing morself down their long, smooth neck into their waiting gullet

[confusedself101]

why I like shapeshifting monsters:

you can hold them

they can hold you

[confusedself101]

more vigilante and hero noms

vigilante actually defends hero from low level villain, fighting the crook with their bare hands as the injured hero watches, slowly getting up, the hero, often harsher, found themselves feeling such shame, they should be protecting the vigilante, not the other way around, they looked so small as they fought, before finally the villain fled, which really didn’t help the hero’s ego.

the vigilante turned, offering a hand to help the larger, shaky hero up, the hero did grasp their hand, only to pull them down into their throat, swallowing the little vigilante up, much to the vigilante’s displeasure, they struggled, yelling about fairness, about how they just saved the hero, and much more.

but the hero slowly stood, eyes wide as they held their stomach more protectively, the tiny vigilante squirming inside, that silly little thing should not need to protect the hero, and, at least until the hero let them out, they wouldn’t be able to get hurt trying to protect them.

[confusedself101]

Being used as a hostage, for a giant villian. holding you in their palm, a grin on their features as they tease you, poke and prod you, hold you close to their teeth and let their warm breath wash over you.. and, when the hero finally comes, all they see is you, squarely between the villians teeth, struggling to hold them open. truthfully, they weren't using their full power. you knew it, too. they could crush you like a grape if they wanted.

you saw the hero, flying through the air.. and then something wrapped around your waist. yanked backwards as their teeth shut, you surrounded by darkness, their tongue pressing you all over their mouth, purring.. and then their head tilted back.

You slipped down their throat, them swallowing harshly, making you cry out. they purred, pressing and prodding the bulge you made, swallowing harder, and sending you down. You landed in their storage, not that you knew, a choked whine coming from you as you curled up, feeling the walls pressing in and kneading you.. like a welcoming embrace you'd never escape from.

Seems like you'd be there for a while