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Thinking about a pred getting away with digesting prey in front of others. Intimidation is good too, but the pred being able to conceal it well enough that the prey is gurgled away without anyone to notice...
The prey struggles and cries out for help, but the muscle and fat of their prison drowns out their pleas. Thick clothing lies over the pred's belly, and gurgles disguise anything that might be heard. There's people nearby. There's help just right out of reach. If the prey manages to bring attention to themselves, surely they can be saved. But the pred is calm and relaxed, leaning forward to hide their belly behind a table or counter.
Eventually the prey is melted away, and the pred has only a full belly to conceal.
And if anyone does notice... who would believe them?
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You're mine.
You can keep squirming if you want... But you are mine, and that's final.
I meet the frantic pushing with gentle rubs over my stomach, unable to stop myself from purring. I've loved you for so very long. You can't even imagine how long I've wanted to do this. And now? I get to have you, and I get to claim you as mine.
There are a few times where others have nervously shuffled past me, afraid of what I might do. Others have hesitantly reached towards my stomach, only to yelp and jerk their hands away mere seconds before my sharp teeth sinks into their flesh. You're mine, and I want everyone to know it so that they don't dare take you from me.
I curl around my stomach protectively, growling at anyone who gets too close. Everyone else is too scared to get too close... But they aren't afraid to voice their opinions.
"Don't you realize that you're hurting them?" Someone asks. In response, I suck my stomach in as if hugging you tightly, relishing in the way it squelches and the way you groan in there.
What's that old saying? Something about love...
Oh, right - love hurts. Funny, isn't it? Love is many things...
But our love? Darling... It's going to persist forever like this. We're going to be one by the time I'm through with you... Doesn't that sound lovely?
I can thank @wholegrainvore for this idea! We've discussed possessive/"food aggressive" preds and it gave me this idea.
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God there's some good fucking text posts on this site huh.
Inspired by browsing the v.ore tag at midnight:
Going to a mixed predator/prey bar, but it's subtle y'know? classy-like. The tables have nice linen on them and people are all dressed up in suits and skirts and all sorts of eye popping combinations. They've even got jazz music. Shit that's nice.
You find yourself hugging a corner near the emptier side of the bar, in fact there's only one other person: an ambiguously gendered, short-haired rocking predator who you can only identify as one because the last three buttons on their shirt are undone and oh my god you can see something squirming in there. There's a thin trail of hair that leads down to their pants but you can't help but stare at that soft imprint just that little bit higher up.
So you're a little freaked out right, it's not like you've ever sat down with one of these people before but they're nice enough and even offer to buy you a drink and, yeah, they're halfway through a tall glass of foamy alcohol that lingers on the corner of their lips and makes a nice big imprint down their throat whenever they swallow and the bulge in their gut squirms a bit harder when that delayed swallow of beer ends up inside that same stomach they're in right now.
And their teeth are just the most interesting thing (you can't stop staring at them). They're a bit jagged, canines like the kind you'd see on vampires in old TV shows. You ask if they bite. They laugh and wink and say only if you want to. You brave a question:
Did the last sucker you asked that answer honestly?
They laugh and run a hand along their stomach. You can just barely hear the sobs inside. They must be so cramped in there. A stomach designed to squeeze and churn food into calories - that'll treat a human no better than any other piece of meat you subject to an acid bath for hours and hours. So tight, so hot, so oppressive.
They offer to take you to their place tonight and, fuck, you're not sure you're strong enough to say no.
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I feel your hot breath wash over me from behind.
although I can't see you
I can sense the look of hunger and desire on your face.
Instinctively I know it's time.
I take a deep shuddering breath and relax in your arms
savouring every sensation your provide me
knowing you'll savour me in return.
I have no fear.
There is no doubt.
All of me.
All for you.
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New pred talking to prey:
This was the kind of place where it wasn't uncommon for predators and prey to meet up. The person who had wandered up to this prey was at a glance, obviously not one of the more experienced predators at this establishment. Bright eyed, bushy tailed. And with a beginner's uncertainty; hesitation- Like a fledgling who was only starting to learn how to feed itself.
The pred introduced themselves.
"Nice to meet you."
"Likewise," the prey replied, voice even and unbothered, though tinged with skepticism as their eyes flicked down to the pred's middle. It seems they hadn't done a very thorough job with their last prey.
Ready for more already?
Or, more likely, their eyes were bigger than their stomach. this was common with new preds; over-eagerness. They'd have to learn the hard way. Most likely. That they had limitations. their stomach must seem bottomless now, after all, they've just learnt that they have the ability, and the craving to swallow people whole. Anyone in that position would feel unstoppable. Insatiable. but they would be sorely wrong. And they might end up regular sore too
"Though I’d be careful if I were you. Wouldn’t want to bite off more than you can chew.”
The pred laughed awkwardly at the prey's directness. Was it really so easy to see the pred's intentions? Yes. Painfully so.
The pred, bless them, took it in stride, “Oh, I can handle plenty. Trust me.”
“You might find out it’s more than you can stomach. Keep this up, and you might be a little too full by the time you’re done with me.”
The predator bristled. They probably adored the idea. They'd spent so long being empty, that the concept of being overfull felt less like a threat and more like an affirmation.
And an invitation...
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"I think you’re underestimating me.” The pred failed to suppress an eager grin. They had this one in the bag for sure. they didn't really understand why prey would offer themselves up to predators like themselves. the complex social structure that held their world together eluded them. But what they did know is that they were really hungry, and they just needed anyone, really anyone, to get in their stomach as soon as possible.
Now they just needed to convince this prey there was nothing to worry about, a ridiculous worry anyway, to be concerned about the comfort of someone who was going to eat and then digest you?
The prey continued, “…Maybe you should think twice. By keeping it up at this pace," the prey poked the preds belly, which was still gurgling away at whatever had been their most recent human-sized meal
"you might find yourself with a very full, very sore stomach.
I wouldn’t want to be the reason you’re, say… too full to move tomorrow.”
The image struck the predator all at once: themselves, incapacitated, belly aching and stretched tight from digesting more than they bargained for. It was so vivid, like they saw a glimpse of their future. The thought sent a shiver down their spine. Thrilling, but they had as well a healthy apprehension.
They squashed it quickly. The thrill was more enticing.
“Is that supposed to scare me off?” the predator asked, trying to sound cool. And not like they were going to pass out from excitement
"Hm," the prey responded, "don't say i didn't warn you"
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Wow they even made a sequel on the DS
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What a refined looking gentleman wolf, I'm sure he's telling the truth when he says he has no ideas where all those missing villagers went
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I go absolutely feral when preds in vore refer to digesting the prey and say something along the lines of “no one will know where you’ve gone, it’ll just be our little secret”. Like fuck yes disappear me and act like it’s something intimate and sordid between the two of us. Or like a magician pred who after a show takes their volunteer or assistant back stage and says to themselves and their prey now that they’re in private as if it were a show just between the two of them “and now ladies and gentlemen I’m going to make *preys name* mnnn~ disappear <3”
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keep an immortal pred as prisoner for thousands of years
they can feel hunger but they cannot starve to death. but they can starve
and then throw any other prisoners you acquire to this pred
it's the only human contact they've had in years. but the pred is also unbearably hungry.
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v0re and v.ore are probably the main vore tags on the site since they get the most traffic. people will see what you post if you tag it with #v0re or #v.ore
if you want to make your own post and have it tagged for yourself and your own blog and not all of tumblr, you can just tag it with #vore and it'll be searchable on your blog and not on tumblr's entire site search. reblogged posts can also be tagged with #vore and be searchable on your blog
be mindful of your hottakes if you're going to tag it with #v0re and #v.ore because everyone will see them in the tag. tagging your hottakes in general might shove them onto peoples dashboards anyway because of tumblr's recommended posts features if they choose not to opt out
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i think the weirdest things about the underwater filtered op from below is that they have this whole esoteric system to allow for digestion while excluding death entirely (fascinating but bizarre to have such strong feelings about fatal vore in this context) and also that they posted it in the main tag and got upset when people were pissy about it. remember we are on the internet maybe?
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📣my loyal followers! put this mf deeper in the water!📣
#vore#txt#the more this brand of nonfatal enjoyers are annoying#the less i tend to enjoy it overall#not being respectful of preferences = 1000% turnoff
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shoutouts to the prey that are frozen in fear, resigned to their fate, or in a horny daze after they get eaten so they just don't struggle. giving preds the time and space to enjoy and appreciate the feeling of fullness in their stomach without any pesky fighting
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vore is inherently part of monsterfuckery to me tbh. like yes your partner wants to eat you they're three times your size and an obligate carnivore. every time you run anywhere or yelp in pain they think about how you would taste. its not a judgement on you, their species is wired to do that
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Every damn post on my dash about digestion is about goopy painless digestion. Where my sadomasochists at
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dragons can be a little sadistic to the humans they devour. as a treat.
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