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I need opinions on something for a potential fic. Which one of these hotties would make a better pred. 😩

Alex

Archie

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Just wanted to say that your blog is lovely ! I especially loved the story with Kai Parker, story of this cute guy isn’t actually given good to people, since they’re showing him as maniac, despite he isn’t. I mean, he’s unstoppable, but that’s just self-defense, right ? So, how you’ll feel to write more about that cute guy ? I believe that his siphoner powers will allow him to digest even the strongest meals

Yeah, I fully agree he's a cutie! I can't make any promises, but I'll keep that in mind. 👀

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Derek Hale's trip to New Orleans

( Gift for @justanothervoreblog )

Derek Hale leaned against the polished bar, nursing his third bourbon of the evening. He was sitting there alone. As Derek contemplated ordering another round, another shot glass was pushed towards him. A man had bought Derek a drink, a man none other than Klaus Mikaelson, of course, Derek didn’t know who he was. Klaus smiled charmingly at Derek, his eyes glinting with a powerful predatory hunger that not even Derek could detect.

“You, my friend, are not a local. I would remember a handsome face like yours.”

Derek looked at the older man, hesitant to respond. He takes the shot and downs it in one go, the liquid burning his throat slightly. 

“The name is Klaus, Klaus Mikaelson. What are you in town for?” Klaus asked.

 “Just passing through,” Derek quietly responded, still wary of the man. His muscles flexed beneath his tight-fitting t-shirt, much to Klaus’ pleasure. Klaus smiled, his bright white teeth on display.

“A man like you deserves much more than a fleeting visit. I bet I can make it worth your while. Klaus leaned in closer, his gaze intensifying as it raked over Derek's muscular form. "You're not being entirely truthful with me, Derek. I can smell the wolf on you, the strength, the raw, untapped potential." His voice dropped to a low, menacing growl. "Don't you want to explore what this city, what I, could offer you?"

“How do you know my name?” Derek asked worriedly as he balled his hands into fists, his knuckles turning white.

“That’s none of your concern. Now, come with me. Klaus requested firmly.

Without waiting for a response, he dragged Derek off the barstool and towards the door, his grip tight and unyielding. Derek stumbled, caught off guard by the sudden movement.

Klaus led Derek into a narrow alley, the dim light from the streetlamps casting long, dark shadows across their faces. He shoved Derek against the rough brick wall, his body pinning the werewolf's bulkier frame with ease. Derek could feel the coldness of Klaus's skin, the unnatural stillness of his heartbeat. A flicker of fear, long dormant, stirred in his gut. His breath came faster, he knew he should be fighting back, should unleash his wolf and teach this arrogant man a lesson. But there was something Klaus had that Derek didn’t; power. So he stood there, pinned and painting as Klaus slowly brought his fangs to Derek’s neck. Derek could only wince in pure submission as the hybrid’s teeth punctured through his throat.

Klaus's eyes flashed with a ravid hunger as he felt Derek's acceptance, the werewolf's pulse pounding against his sharp, pointy fangs. He drank deeply, savoring the rich, metallic taste of Derek's blood, a flavor he knew he would crave forever. As he pulled back, a trickle of crimson raced down Derek's throat. 

“You taste delicious,” Klaus said as he ran his hands over Derek’s muscular chest, sharp nails scratching the bigger wolf’s body. Klaus’ hand ran lower, palming the firm globes of Derek’s ass through his jeans. Derek moaned, his hips jerking forward involuntarily as a jolt of pleasure ran through him. 

"Such a magnificent beast," Klaus whispered, his breath hot against Derek's ear. "I'm going to take you, Derek. I'm going to claim every inch of you until you forget your own name until all you know is the feeling of my cock tearing you open." 

Klaus captured Derek’s lips in a wet kiss, his tongue diving into the werewolf’s mouth to taste every inch of him. Derek moaned into the kiss, his tongue tangling with Klaus as a wave of desire crashed over him. He could feel his dick hardening in his jeans, straining almost painfully. 

Klaus’ hands roamed Derek’s body greedily, squeezing the firm muscles he found. He tugged at Derek’s shirt, pulling it over the man’s head and tossing it aside. 

"Fuck, you're even more gorgeous than I thought," Klaus growled appreciatively, his fingers tracing the lines of Derek's pecs. "I'm going to mark every inch of this stunning body as mine."

Klaus leaned in, his fangs hovering over Derek’s nipples before biting down hard. Klaus’ hands moved to Derek’s belt, unbuckling it with such speed. He popped the button of Derek’s jeans and yanked them down, along with his boxers, allowing the werewolf’s massive erection to spring out. Derek’s cock was thick and throbbing, already leaking small ounces of pre-cum. 

“Look at this beautiful cock,” Klaus growled, wrapping a firm hand around it. 

Klaus undid his own pants, showcasing his just as impressive member. He pressed it in between the globes of Derek’s ass, the cool flesh sending a jolt of pleasure through Derek’s body. 

“Beg for it,” Klaus commanded. “Beg for it like the little submissive bitch you are.” 

Derek painted heavily, “Please,” he gasped out. “Please, I need your cock. I need you to fuck me! Please, Klaus!” 

“That’s a good boy,” Klaus praised before gripping Derek’s hips bruisingly tight and slamming forward, burying his massive cock balls deep into the tight clenches of Derek’s ass. Derek screamed as Klaus’ cock damn near tore him apart. 

“Fuck you’re so tight.” Klaus snarled. “Such a perfect little cock slave for me to use and ruin.” 

Derek howled in pained ecstasy, his cock pulsing and leaking between his legs.

"That's it," Klaus growled, his thrusts becoming more erratic. "Come for me, Derek. I want to feel you come on my cock like the little slut you are." 

Derek felt himself getting closer and closer and Klaus continued to thrust into him. 

“Fuck, Klaus. I’m so close!” Derek roared as thick ropes of cum erupted from his tip, coating Klaus and himself. Klaus let out a deep groan, Derek’s climax triggering his own. He let out a groan as he emptied himself inside of Derek, filling the werewolf’s gaping hole with his seed. 

As the waves of their mutual orgasm came between them, Klaus suddenly wrapped his arms around Derek, holding him in a crushing embrace before Klaus opened his mouth wide and shoved the werewolf’s head in. Derek gasped as he felt Klaus’ tongue run along his face, coating him in a wave of saliva. Klaus kept pulling, his jaws and throat stretching further and further as he continued to swallow his meal whole. Once Klaus got to Derek’s crotch, he made sure to lick any semen that was left over from Derek’s orgasm. He finished the wolf off after swallowing both of his legs like drumsticks. Derek found himself inside the confines of Klaus’ hot and putrid stomach. The muscles squeezed all around him, creating a heavy amount of new sensations Derek had never felt before.

From the confines of Klaus’ stomach. Derek could hear Klaus let out a loud, wet belch, the sound echoing in the tight space.

“URRRRRP! Ah that hit the spot,” Klaus remarked, patting his massively rounded-out stomach. 

Derek could only groan in response, already feeling Klaus’ stomach working overtime to break down the large meal.

Klaus would soon jerk off as he felt Derek slowly pass away inside him. The hybrid moaned as he stroked himself vigorously. After a few moments, he let out one final moan as streams of cum exploded from his cock. Klaus laid back against a wall and started to pass out.

(Okay, that was extremely fun to write! I think Teen Wolf is a fantastic show and definitely one of my favorites. Let me know if you have any requests or ask. I'll try to reach them all! Oh, and check out @justanothervoreblog. He's an awesome guy!)

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Brother Bash (Smut)

Sam wouldn’t shut up. For the entirety of the past hour, he was non-stop talking. Dean was about five seconds away from reaching over the Impala’s seat to smack him.

“Dean, the lore doesn’t add up here. There’s no banshees in the midwest-” 

“Sam, do you ever stop talking?” Dean snapped. His grip on the wheel tightened. “I mean seriously, you got an off switch, right? Or do I need to smack some sense into you for you to shut up?”  

Sam rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed, “Dean, I’m just trying to help.” 

“Yeah, well quit it. You’re annoying and I’m sick of your voice,” Dean replied. He couldn't help but admire the way Sam's body filled out his shirt, the way his muscles rippled under his skin. 

Sam, still salty about Dean’s insults, couldn’t help but have a small pout, clearly exasperated about what Dean said. 

Dean smirked, “What’s wrong Sammy? Don’t tell me I hurt your pretty little feelings.”

Sam huffed, “You know what Dean? Pull over.”  

Dean raised an eyebrow, a mix of amusement and curiosity on his face. “Oh, this ought to be good. What are you going to do? Gonna cry some pretty tears?

“No,” Sam shot back, his tone sharp. “We’re settling this right now.”

Dean’s grin widened. “Oh, you wanna throw down? Fine by me, Sammy.” 

The moment Dean said that, the 2 brothers began to throw down. They struggled briefly for a moment before ending up outside the Impala. They wrestled around for a bit longer. 

“Gonna teach you to shut up once and for all," Dean growled, his face inches from Sam's. Then, with a sudden, vicious movement, Dean's mouth opened wide and he clamped down on Sam's head, and his throat started to bulge as his much larger brother was shoved in. It was wet and suffocating, Sam was humiliated as his older brother swallowed him up to his arms. Dean groaned as he felt the weight of his brother shift in his mouth. 

Sam started to cry. He’d never been so humiliated in his life. Tears dwelled down his face as Dean grunted with another swallow. Now half of Sam’s body was inside Dean’s stomach. Sam’s mind raced with fear as he was pulled even deeper down Dean’s throat. He couldn’t believe it, the brother he loved and trusted was now borderline cannibalizing him. Sam whimpered, his voice muffled and distorted by the layers of flesh surrounding him. 

With a final gulp, Dean’s stomach bulged obscenely as Sam’s entire body disappeared inside. The hunter let out a deep moan, one hand rubbing his now-massive belly as Sam settled inside.

“That’s it, Sammy, you’re all mine. You little brat,” Dean purred. “Don’t worry, little bro. I’ll take good care of you.” Dean stated as he slowly unzipped his jeans, freeing his hardening cock. 

As Dean began to stroke himself, his other hand rubbing his stomach, Sam could only moan helplessly inside as he was squished by Dean’s internal stomach muscles. Dean’s hand slid lower, fingers pressed against his tight hole as he spoke, “All mine, Sammy. All mine.” He moaned as he slid a finger inside, it reached far enough into Sam’s asshole. 

Sam bit his lip, attempting to stifle a moan. He couldn’t believe the sensation he was feeling. He was getting violated by his brother while inside his stomach.

“Fuck you’re mine, my prey, my fucktoy, my meal.” Dean moaned out.

Sam could only groan as Dean continued to violate his hole. His cock was rock hard and threatening to release. 

Dean continued stroking himself as he fingered himself and Sam. Dean’s thrusts became more rough and feral as both brothers began to reach their climax. Sam’s orgasm hit him like a bullet train, he spilled himself all over the insides of Dean’s gut.  As Dean pulled his finger out, his own orgasm hit him harder than Sam’s. Dean had to sit down for a moment, he was bewildered. Dean attempted to zip up his jeans but with his belly in the way, it was futile. He patted his distended belly before speaking, “Good boy Sammy. You took your punishment well. I love you, little bro. And maybe if you keep behaving, I’ll even let you breathe again.” 

Dean walked back to the Impala, his big squirming belly making it difficult to even get in. Once he sat down in the driver’s seat, Sam continued to squirm, causing Dean to let out a massive, wet belch, the sound echoing throughout the Impala.

“Mhmm, that’s better, Sammy boy,” Dean sighed, rubbing his belly contentedly. He knows his hunger is only temporarily satisfied.

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His Rookie's Hunger.

Jackson fumbled with the handcuffs for the fourth time that day. The suspect he was arresting smirked. Tim crossed his arms, his voice sharp and affirmative, “Again boot? That’s 4 times in one day you’ve screwed up. Secure the wrists first, then tighten.”

“I know, I know, It just slipped-”

“Slipped?” Tim cut Jackson off. “This isn’t kindergarten anymore, boot, mistakes get people killed out here.”

“Yes, sir,” Jackson muttered weakly before going back to his arrest.

The rest of Jackson’s shift dragged on. Hour after hour, relentless critique from Tim slowly pierced him like a knife. As the clock hit 9:00, signaling the end of Jackson’s shift, he clocked out and went to his car, at least until his phone rang with a notification from Tim. “Meet me at my place, and be quick,” The message read.

Jackson felt his stomach growl at the text, he hadn’t eaten all day. Maybe he’d make a meal out of his T.O.?

Jackson felt compelled by his hunger as he got into his car and started driving to the older officer’s house, not even going home to get changed first. On the way, he thought about how good Tim would taste, especially the man’s chest and groinal area. 

As Jackson parked in front of Tim’s home. He took a deep breath before he knocked on the front door. His stomach growling in both hunger and worry. 

The door swung open almost immediately, and there Tim was no longer in uniform, but sporting a tight tanktop that perfectly highlighted all the muscles he worked so hard to build up. 

Jackson paused for a moment, completely bewildered at the sight of his T.O.’s muscles being on full display.

“Uh- Sir… Hey-” “Sit.” Tim cut Jackson off as he pointed towards his couch.

Jackson sat, holding his hands together against his stomach. “Look, I know I screwed up-” “Stop,” Tim interrupted once again. “I didn’t call you here to hear some sob story. I need to know if you’re serious about this job, being a cop.” “Of course I’m serious-” Jackson was cut off again, not by Tim this time, but instead by his stomach as it growled loudly, loud enough for both men to mutually hear. 

“Seriously?” Tim scorned as he gave Jackson a very disapproving look. “First you fuck up basic cop duties and now you can’t even take care of yourself?”

Jackson blushed a deep red crimson. He actively resisted the urge to lunge at Tim, though he was clearly about to lose it. 

With one final growl from the rookie’s stomach, he finally let his hunger take over and lunged at Tim, causing them both to stumble back into a wall. Jackson opened his jaws up wide and took Tim’s head in his mouth. Tim yelped in response and started to squirm, but Jackson wrapped his arms around the officer’s waist to hold him in place. Jackson’s throat bulged as Tim was swallowed up to his shoulders. As Jackson swallowed Tim down further, he could feel both his and Tim’s cock start to harden. Their cocks grinded against each other for a moment, causing Tim to groan as he was swallowed up to his waist. Jackson at that moment regretted not taking off Tim’s tanktop, as he couldn’t savor the flavor of Tim’s meaty abs. But, the hair on Tim’s arms made up for it by providing a nice sweaty flavor for the rookie to enjoy,

Jackson swallowed again, this time up to Tim’s groin. Jackson used his hands to peel Tim’s underwear off, revealing the hard, thick, and long cock that was leaking streams of pre-cum. Jackson washed his tongue all over Tim’s cock, wrapping around it and pumping up and down. A few short moments later and Tim was moaning loudly as he climaxed, Jackson gladly swallowed the burst of semen down.

Jackson’s stomach started to bulge out. At this point, he was still in uniform, and it was clear the buttons were threatening to fly loose as more of Tim’s body entered Jackson’s stomach. After a few more swallows, Jackson was up to Tim’s feet. He gave it another swallow before the rest of Tim was now sitting comfortably in his gut. 

Jackson’s eyes widened as all his buttons suddenly flew off, his belly spilling onto his lap, full of Tim. He gave his newly round gut a few taps before reality set in. He had just eaten his own Training Officer. Jackson smiled nervously as he continued to rub his gut, that was until he accidentally let out a massive burp that shook the room and knocked down a picture off Tim’s wall. 

“Sir... I’m sorry,” Jackson drunkenly apologized as he continued to rub his swollen gut.

Jackson would lay there for a solid while, slowly dosing off into a nap as Tim nestled inside him. Maybe when he woke up, he would release Tim and beg for forgiveness to not get kicked out of the LAPD. (Boom boom I've finally written another vore fic, this time in a different fandom.)

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Fandoms I am into

These are some fandoms I enjoy deeply and will gladly talk about/write about.

The Rookie

Teen Wolf

TVDU

Supernatural

Lucifer

Dexter

The Walking Dead

Marvel

Anything involving hot guys

Riverdale

Just feel free to send any asks about any fandom and I'll gladly respond!

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Returning again.

Okay Hi! I literally disappeared for like 2 months but I can explain. I've been a little burnt out managing classes and work, (I know, cliche right?) Anyway, I'm also just not extremely fixated on the TVDU anymore. I still love it and always will, but I don't want that to be the sole target of this blog anymore. I want to go multi-fandom now.

Safe to say I am still into vore, I don't think that's going anywhere.

Thank you for all the notes; I genuinely appreciate them. I'm gonna revamp the setup of this blog to properly establish what will be posted.

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Alaric's Misfortune

Alaric sat in his car, completely given up. The love of his life had just been murdered right in front of him, all because of Kai Parker’s actions. Alaric pulled out a gun from his glove compartment, his hands trembling as he aimed the firearm at his head. Tears streamed down his face, soaking into his shirt. But before Alaric could pull the trigger, an invisible force sucked him out of his car, throwing him onto the ground, causing the gun to go flying and dirt staining his suit.

Kai stood a short distance away, with a cruel smile as he watched Alaric struggle to stand. 

“I’m not done with you yet, Ric,” Kai chuckled, using his magic to force the hunter’s body to jerk into a kneeling position.

 Alaric’s eyes burned with hatred, he wanted to do nothing more than murder Kai after all he’s done. As Kai took another step forward, Tyler Lockwood suddenly appeared out of nowhere and tackled him to the ground, Tyler had just activated his werewolf curse a few minutes prior and was in the middle of his transformation. The 2 fought for a brief moment before the werewolf sunk his fangs directly into Kai’s neck, causing venom to start coursing through Kai’s veins. Kai groaned in pain as he struggled to fight Tyler off. He opts to cast Motus.

The spell caused Tyler to go flying back, his body magically slamming into the ground.

“Bad doggy,” Kai muttered before telekinetically lifting Tyler into the air, the werewolf started thrashing, his limbs shaking frantically as he tried to get free. 

Kai then opened his maw up wide, using his telekinesis to bring the thrashing wolf into his jaws, Tyler’s head was soon engulfed by Kai’s mouth. Kai didn’t hesitate as he used more magic to strip off Tyler’s tight-fitting clothing, leaving the wolf’s body on full display.

Tyler’s attempts to flee immediately ceased as Kai’s throat muscles clamped down on the wolf, dragging him further down Kai’s throat. Tyler could feel the muscles pushing him down further Kai’s esophagus. Kai’s throat was bulging at this point as he swallowed Tyler up to his chest, licking Tyler’s sweet sweaty abs before swallowing again, this time up to Tyler’s legs. 

After a few more minutes of swallowing, Tyler was fully in Kai’s stomach. Tyler continued to thrash within the walls of Kai’s gut, causing the heretic to let out a deep guttural belch with all the gas shifting around inside of him.

“Now that’s a good doggy,” Kai giggled as he rubbed at his belly, now staring at Alaric who had an even more given-up expression.

“C’mon Ric, don’t give me that pouty face, I still have room for more. Maybe that’ll cheer you up?” Kai questioned as he laughed, taking a few more steps towards Alaric in the process.

“Fuck you…” was all Alaric could say before Kai charged at him and took his head into his mouth. Kai gulped down Alaric’s shoulders as he peeled off the man’s clothing one by one. Kai then licked over Alaric’s chest hungrily, the chest hair adding a nice salty flavor to Kai’s tongue. Alaric could feel his cock getting hard, he knows he shouldn’t be but the feeling of being swallowed whole is turning him on like never before. Kai could smell the arousal leaking off of Alaric’s body, feeling himself getting hard, he swallowed again, this time up to Alaric’s crotch. Kai wrapped his long, pink tongue around Alaric’s erect cock. He pumped the man’s cock several times, each pump initiating a moan from Alaric. After another minute of pumping, Alaric eventually groaned loudly as he came down Kai’s throat. Kai made sure to swallow every drop before swallowing the rest of Alaric’s body down his throat. 

Kai felt his already round belly bulge out even further with the added hunk of meat inside, Alaric was cramped up with Tyler also being inside, the stomach walls clamping around them making them packed tightly together. Kai gave his belly a few more rubs before laying down on his back, burping loudly again as his prey settled in. 

Kai smiled victoriously, knowing he had just won. He eventually fell asleep. The sound of his snores sounded throughout the field.

(I feel like Kai would actually have a vore fetish if he knew what it was. Anyway, I'll try to pump out more stuff soon. No promises!)

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Marcel stormed into the Mikaelson Compound, absolutely furious. Klaus had managed to gobble down sweet, poor Joshua again. The vampire rushed into Klaus's luscious bedroom, finding the Hybrid sat down on the floor, back against the bed's frame.

"What the hell did you do with Josh!?" Marcel yelled angrily.

"Relax, Marcellus, I simply gave the young lad a warm space to stay in for a while," Klaus spoke as he rubbed his squirming belly.

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Teen Wolf x TVD Crossover

Theo is on the prowl and looking for his next snack. It seems that his search has taken outside of his usual hunting grounds. However Mystic Falls will be no different for a crafty and cunning predator like himself. The question is who is going to be his victim?

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Who does Theo like to eat the most besides dear Liam?

Theo is an opportunistic predator who will gobble down anybody who gets within range. So while Theo will eat anybody he can get his hands on, more often than not it is Scott and Stiles that often end up inside of him. Most times they are devoured as a package deal! Truly a dangerous predator indeed!

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Dominated & Devoured

Scott was always surprised by how worked up Derek got over training. Don't get Scott wrong, everybody needed to work on what they were bad at. Scott understood this as both an athlete and a werewolf. Scott just didn't understand devoting an unnecessary amount of time to training, just to receive the same results. Especially considering that Scott was once again on top of Derek.

“Do you want to go for a fifth round?” Scott asks playfully. His sweat has been dripping all over Derek. It was mixing into Derek's sweat as the steam was practically rising up off of Derek's muscular body.

“Yes, we can go another round. I'm not going to end on a loss.” Derek gets from underneath Scott and prepares himself yet again. Scott was ready to go, but his mind must be playing tricks on him. Or rather, it was his stomach. The sweat on Derek's tan torso and the steam rising off of him made Derek look more like a sizzling steak then a werewolf. Maybe it was because Scott was hungry, but the younger wolf was more motivated than ever to beat Derek.

The two wolves go at it yet again, but Scott has more than enough motivation to take down Derek. They tussle and scrap, the fight for dominance inherent with wolves was augmented in Scott's eyes. He didn't just want to dominate Derek, he needed to devour him. This urge and did the fight far quicker than either Derek or Scott expected. Derek grumbles as Scott is once again on top.

“Okay let's-” GLOMP! Scott completely swallows Derek's head and cuts him off. Derek feels Scott's tongue slap up against his stubbled face before Scott takes a gulp. Derek's head and neck are pulled into the back of Scott's throat, then pushed down. It was only when Scott began to devour Derek's boulder shoulders did he realize that Scott was eating him. The werewolf begins to thrash and try to pull out, but by then it was too late.

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Scott needily devours Derek and is all the greater for it. Derek's taste was incredible and the sweat just added an extra layer of flavor. Not to mention Derek's beef was delicious in its own right. Scott swallows up to Derek's beefy pectorals and hums over the shelf chest. His tongue explores Derek's hairy crevice and traces it down to the incoming abs. Scott gobbles up the bumpy muscle with enthusiasm. His neck and chest bulged with every gulp of Derek's body. It's all heading in one direction, Scott's needy food pit.

Derek growled as his head pushed past the tight sphincter into Scott's belly. It smelled like weed and Cheetos down there. The werewolf couldn't believe that he was being reduced to Scott's food. Derek was about to yell some obscenity when he felt Scott's tongue over his cock. He bites his lip as the younger wolf eagerly explores it. The tongue works over Derek's hefty member along with those hairy balls. For a moment Derek completely forgets about training and being devoured. Instead he enjoys Scott's unorthodox BJ. Derek moans loudly when he finally does blow his load. It covers himself in an extra layer of werewolf flavor.

Scott watches Derek's legs go limp from his orgasm. The younger wolf tips his head back to swallow Derek's manhood. He definitely enjoys Derek spunk boosting the experience. Scott's cheeks soon expand when Derek's bodacious bottom enters. Scott licks over the perky peach and is thrilled to have it saliva soaked. Seeing how he won't get another chance like this soon, Scott slaps Derek's ass to leave his handprint. Then a dominant gulp sends it down to join the rest of Derek's body.

Scott enjoys those hairy thighs and calves slipping into his mouth. Most of Derek was curled up inside of his belly now just waiting for the inevitable. The young Alpha lazily sucks on Derek's legs like a pair of noodles. There was no doubt that he had won and proved his dominance over Derek. Now he was just enjoying his werewolf snack. Soon, the only thing left on the outside of Scott's mouth is Derek's large socked feet. Scott opens up his mouth wide and enjoys the spicy flavor through the socks. The saliva soaks the fabric and elevates the final part of Derek's devourment. Scott's tongue even tickles Derek and elicits some giggles from the grumpy werewolf. Thrilled with his domination over Derek, Scott swallows the last bit of Derek.

Scott falls down onto his back as Derek rounds out his belly. Scott's sweaty tan belly occasionally bounces with Derek getting used to his new environment. Scott's hands rub from the happy trail to the navel. Once Scott finds where Derek's head is, he gives it a soft pat. The young werewolf licks his lips as a lazy smirk stays permanently on Scott's face. With Derek trapped in his belly, all Scott had to do was relax and digest.

“Well Derek, looks like I won round 5. And I think this is going to be the last one for-”

BWAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOORRRRRRRPPPPP!

Scott unleashes a deep burp from his chest. It was raunchy and disgusting, Scott's spittle flying everywhere inside the training room. His belly squeezes down on Derek even more. Scott feels something sticky splat against his tummy when it's all over. Looking down he could see the soaking socks of Derek. He decides to keep them there as he gives his belly a proud slap.

“-Now.”

Scott puts one arm behind his head as he shuts his eyes. His other hand rests permanently on top of his engorged belly. It possessively rubs over Derek, his food. Scott Young's from the exertion of dominating and devouring such a big prey. He smacks his lips one final time before drifting off to sleep. Soon the sound of snoring and happy gurgling fills the room. All of it coming from that sleeping Alpha with a self-indulgent smile on his face.

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"Kol!? I had you daggered! Klaus yelled out as he backed against the wall.

"That's none of your concern, Nik. However, I am quite famished." Kol said as he stepped towards Klaus, his mouth opening up wide.

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What if Kai Parker (witch-vampire hybrid), Tyler Lockwood (vampire-werewolf hybrid) and Salvatore brothers would have met and started the battle? How will it go then and who’s gonna end up in who’s belly? Also, will they be fighting alone or building some teams?

If those 4 preds were to go up against each other (in a free-for-all), Kai would definitely go after Tyler first to get revenge for that wolf bite. And of course, Damon is going to go after his brother as he always loves having Stefan in his gut. Once Kai and Damon have finished swallowing down Tyler and Stefan individually, it would be a very close competitive battle, with either one of them coming out on top.

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Lockwood's Favorite Meal (Smut incoming)

Tyler had just finished football practice when he noticed Jeremy Gilbert from across the school’s hall, he stared at the younger man with a mix of lust and hunger, the boy had been looking a little too tasty recently. Jeremy’s muscles were bulging through his shirt, all that vampire hunting clearly had been paying off. Tyler could feel his pants tightening around his crotch at the thought of having Jeremy sent down his throat and into his gut. The hybrid couldn’t contain his excitement any longer and started approaching Jeremy, pushing past any students in the way of his meal.

When Tyler got close enough, he grabbed Jeremy’s arm, causing the boy to let out an unexpected yelp before being dragged off to the empty locker room. Tyler pushed Jeremy inside, his cock now fully erect and the bulge fully visible through Tyler’s sweatpants. Jeremy looked at Tyler with wide eyes, completely disoriented and confused about why he was there. 

“What is up with you today, Tyler?” Jeremy asked nervously.

“Just needed a quick meal and a stress reliever,” Tyler responded as his stomach growled loudly enough for Jeremy to hear.

Before Jeremy could respond, Tyler started to strip off his clothing, his bare muscled chest now exposed, soon his pants came off, leaving him in just underwear. Tyler’s bulge was clearly visible, the hard cock inside begging for release. Jeremy looked at Tyler’s bulge for a moment before pulling the hybrid’s underwear down. Tyler’s large, erect cock slipped out, slapping against his toned stomach. It was an impressive 8 inches, Tyler was always confident about his size, he was the football captain, after all.

Jeremy tried to speak up but Tyler grabbed Jeremy by his head and shoved his cock into the boy’s mouth, Jeremy choked a bit at first, but after a few seconds, he was swallowing Tyler’s cock like a whore. Tyler thrusted in and out of Jeremy’s mouth, the hybrid groaned as he abused Jeremy’s throat. Tyler soon pulled out of Jeremy’s mouth with a wet plop, Jeremy whined a bit as Tyler pulled out.

“Strip,” Tyler ordered.

Jeremy complied and started stripping off his clothing. He started with his shirt, he pulled it over his head, and threw it on the ground, exposing his muscular, greek-god torso. Tyler drooled a bit as he watched. Jeremy then took off his pants, his juicy, buff thighs on full display. Tyler felt himself getting even more impossibly hard at the sight of Jeremy’s muscular body, the boy was looking delicious right about now. Jeremy then took his underwear off, his own large, hard cock leaking a small stream of precum. 

Tyler stepped behind Jeremy and wrapped his arms around the buffer boy’s body, his cock pressing up against Jeremy’s thick bubble butt. Tyler’s hand made its way down to Jeremy’s cock and started to pump up and down while grinding his cock against Jeremy’s ass, Tyler could feel Jeremy’s body convulse as he moaned. Jeremy continued whimpering as Tyler started pumping his cock faster, the younger boy could already feel himself getting close. 

Tyler’s predator instincts were at a full rise right now, his hunger only increasing as he continued to jerk Jeremy off. 

“I’m c-close..” Jeremy whimpered.

“You’d look better close in my stomach,” Tyler growled before he opened his mouth wide, trapping Jeremy’s head in his warm mouth. Tyler moaned as he licked all over Jeremy’s face before swallowing up his beefy shoulders. Next was Jeremy’s arms and chest, Tyler gobbled down his arms with ease before swallowing down to Jeremy’s abs. Tyler licked all over Jeremy’s torso, enjoying the salty and musky taste they had. Jeremy was a panicked mess at this point, he knew he was going to be nothing but food for the hybrid.

Tyler swallowed again, this time up to Jeremy’s still-hard cock, he made sure to wrap his tongue around the boy’s member, making sure to lick all over Jeremy’s pubes to savor as much flavor as possible. After a few more licks against Jeremy’s cock, the hunter couldn’t hold back his moan as cummed down Tyler’s throat. The hybrid swallowed it all before Jeremy disappeared further into his gut, Tyler’s belly starting to distend with the heavy piece of meat. Tyler made sure to enjoy the taste of Jeremy’s thighs, legs, and feet, he wanted to make sure he got the most out of this meal.

One last gulp sent Jeremy plopping into Tyler’s stomach. Tyler could feel Jeremy struggling and writhing around inside. Tyler slapped his distended belly, causing all the gas inside to shift around, making Tyler let out a deep long burp. Tyler could tell Jeremy was running out of air as he rubbed his large gut.

“You always take my stress away, Jere,” Tyler said with a hint of affection.

Tyler took a seat, his back against a locker. He settled into a nap, knowing Jeremy would soon stop struggling. He gave his belly one more gentle rub as he belched loudly once more. He thinks about whether he should reform Jeremy or not, only time will tell.

(This was my first time writing smut so bear with me, please 😣. But I did really enjoy writing this and I believe I may be in my Jyler phase now? I just couldn't resist seeing Tyler full of Jerebear. Also, I'm bored who wants to be mutuals?)

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"I'm a hybrid, Gilbert, why do you think I can fit so many guys inside my gut at once?" Tyler exclaimed and slapped his overly stuffed belly a few times.

"Got room for one more?" Jeremy asked, clearly wanting to join the other prey in Tyler's stomach.

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Damon walked into the living room of the Salvatore Mansion and smirked as he found Stefan sitting back against the wall with a full belly.

"Someone's feeling ripperish today?" Damon joked.

"It's been a long day," Stefan weakly replied.

(Dissappeard for about 12 days, but I'm back with a short one shot!)