#Mawplay

[godbirdart]

「 SHOW ME YOUR TEETH 」

[princesaltines]

mouth skribbls

[suzyandthefox]

Forgot to post this yesterday! Have an oc of mine getting tasted

I do not know how to draw tongues

[voraciousvore]

Hiiii 🤭 so i love ur work uwu ~ can one of ur giants do some fear play for a rando like me 😶🤐🤐

Of course! Enjoy 😈 (1366 words, contains threat of vore/ mouthplay).

Also YOU 🫵 get to choose the ending! (there's a poll!)

You only just started working at Big Corp Inc., but you’re already beginning to regret your life choices. The giant office corridor is as wide as a city block, the cubicle walls stretching up on either side of you like buildings as you traverse the long journey to your desk. The ceiling might as well be the sky with how far away it is. It’s a major inconvenience, and makes you feel as insignificant as a tiny bug, but you need this job. You sigh and continue forward: You could use the exercise anyway.

Your heart jumps into your throat as the floor begins to quake beneath you in the familiar cadence of giant footsteps. You know, of course, that giants work here. They’ve been nice enough to you so far, and you’re aware that most harbor no malicious intent—yet the animal instinct inside you still tugs at your gut whenever you encounter one. A giantess rounds the corner, her stiletto heels clacking with deafening crashes on the tile. She’s in a hurry, and doesn’t bother to check her feet as she clomps over you, oblivious to your existence. You rush to the side, barely avoiding being stomped on. Your heart pounds against your ribs while the pounding of her heels rapidly fades into the distance. You straighten out your shirt and carry on.

A few minutes have passed, and you’re still in the same endless corridor. It takes you forever to get anywhere when everything is so big. You struggle to reign in your frustration. The floor shakes beneath your feet again, with footsteps approaching from behind this time. You try to remain calm. It’s normal. Nothing to be scared of. Just another employee, a regular person like you, just a thousand times bigger. No big deal. No worries.

As the heavy footfalls get closer to you, they slow. Your heart, by contrast, beats faster. Every step is elephantine, underscoring the sheer mass of the being behind you—above you—all around you. The mere presence weighs on you with unbearable pressure. You feel as if you will fall, sink into the floor. A shadow envelops you like an incoming storm. A shoe larger than a monster truck slams down on your left side, then another on your right. The giant stops. You stop as well, frozen in place.

The air is stifling. Your rational mind slips as fear courses over you. With a herculean effort, you fight the impossible weight holding you in place and crank your head back so you can see the giant looming over you. Your knees nearly buckle with weakness when you recognize the giant man, with his cold, dark, condescending glare so far above as to be almost out of sight beyond the curve of his jawline. Ronny. You’ve been warned by others to avoid him at all costs.

He curls his lip with disgust. “Ugh. They hired another human?”

His voice, deep and imposing, resonates through the air like thunder. You open your mouth to respond, with only the incomprehensible crack of your vocal cords audible. Abruptly, one of those immense shoes swings towards you and knocks you down flat on your back. The toe pins you to the ground in a savage gesture, pressing down on your chest painfully. You writhe like a worm, but the greatest strength you can muster is useless against the solid plain of the bottom of his shoe.

“No…” you manage to gasp. The giant glares down at you with a complete lack of empathy. His features contort with disgust, as if he were observing the squirms of a filthy sewer rat.

“Hmph,” he scoffs. He kneels down, making you wince with agony as your ribs creak under his foot. He removes his shoe from your body, only to pin you down with his massive index finger instead. He pinches you with his thumb and plucks you off the floor, lifting you up to his face. Your stomach lurches at the sudden change in height. You find yourself suspended a hundred feet up, staring into a huge pair of hateful eyes, the large irises like black holes. You feel like you could fall into the depths of hell in those eyes.

“Worthless vermin,” Ronny mutters. “What should I do with you?” He’s holding a cup of coffee in his other hand, and he idly takes a sip. He looks down at you, then back at his coffee, and an ugly grin crosses over his face.

“Please… just let me go,” you choke. The giant grins wider, dangling you over his coffee. You tremble, scrabbling your clammy hands over the ridges of his finger. “Stop! No!”

His fingers release you. You drop into the pool of hot brown liquid with a sharp yelp. Fortunately, the coffee isn’t hot enough to scald your skin, but it’s hardly pleasant to be soaked in it. You struggle to stay afloat as your clothes and shoes become fully saturated. You swim through the lake of coffee to the edge of the mug, reaching your hands as far as you can to grab the lip. Instead, an enormous fingertip shoves your hands back into the liquid. The giant sniggers to himself as you try again, only to be foiled when he tilts the cup backwards, swishing you to the other side.

“You can’t do this!” you wail pathetically. Even as the words leave your mouth, you realize how shrill and wimpy you sound. Ronny smirks cruelly as he plays with his cup, stirring the coffee into a whirlpool that spins you around and makes you dizzy. You flap your arms, crying out every time you bang into the inner walls of the mug. You screech with terror when the giant brings his cup up to his enormous mouth and takes a big swig. The coffee drains down his throat in deep, throbbing gulps. You slap into his lips, suctioned in by the current, before plopping back down into the coffee pond.

You begin to hyperventilate with panic as you swim side to side. The coffee level has drained too low for you to reach the top and pull yourself out. You’re trapped with no chance of escape. You yell for help, only to be dunked under the surface by the odious man keeping you captive. You resurface, gasping for breath, and scream again, but are punished with another dunk in the coffee, longer this time. Your lungs burn until you are finally allowed to take another breath.

Ronny tilts the cup back and sucks in another draught, opening his mouth wide this time to show you your ultimate fate. You’re sobbing now, frantically swimming away from the gaping gullet as gallons of coffee get chugged down the giant’s throat. As you’re drawn in by the current, you attempt to kick his teeth, only for your shoe to fly off your foot instead. You watch in horror as your shoe disappears down his throat and he effortlessly swallows it with his drink.

You realize all at once that you’re inside his mouth. His jaws begin to close around you, slowly. With a jolt of adrenaline, you frantically dive between the rows of teeth, out of the smelly wet darkness and into the light. You fall back into the cup, smacking your arm painfully against the bottom.

You pant for breath and huddle against the ceramic wall. You’re sitting in a puddle now that hardly comes up to your knees. Ronny is grinning down at you, peeling his lips back to display full rows of fierce, slick, white teeth. He’s toying with you. He let you go on purpose this time, but you understand with a sickening twist in your stomach that he won’t spare you again.

He sets his coffee mug on his desk and begins to type on his computer, humming to himself. You shiver, despite the heated beverage drenching you. There’s nothing you can do. Every once in a while Ronny will glance over at you with a sadistic smile, making your heart jump into your throat. He’s savoring your torment, waiting until the right moment to finish you off.

It's only a matter of time.

~

Update: Part 2

[nombitenary]

Oh nooo sure would be a shame if I just curled up and fell asleep out in the open, just a tiny little guy,,, surely nobody would do anything to me

yes nothing bad would ever happen (keep sleeping)

you are perfectly cozy and safe where you are sleeping (just a little longer)

wet? no. that's um. that's a blanket <3 (he's almost gotcha-)

[tastyliltina]

Vore Trope Anon here!

Rate this Vore Trope: Pred slowly licks their small prey up their back. Wanting to both tease the prey and get a good taste and savor the unique flavor profile of their prey before inevitably eating them.

Ooo hello vore trope Anon!!

I loooove good mouthplay, especially if pred comments on the flavors they notice. Solid 9.5 outta ten, only made better if there’s some teasing beforehand~.

[gt-preys]

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.

[stormtheskyelf2]

giant!Preds who can't control their stomach acids and the tiny!prey who just sits in their mouth instead. They look down their big friends throat and think to themselves: They could swallow and kill me with little to no effort.. I should be terrified of this view, but all I feel is... safe.

[hemipenal-system]

sure swallowing prey is fun but it’s just as good to hold them in your mouth and tease them. press them around and curl them up in your tongue as they struggle and whine, occasionally pushing them close to your flexing throat before pulling them back to the front of the mouth. they feel so cute wriggling in there. keep them safe between your teeth.

[cerberusthenking3]

A Meal Fit for a King

Warning:This story contains soft,safe vore,accidental fearplay,mawplay,child prey,G/T,aftercare

I also(obviously)don't own Hazbin Hotel or any characters associated with it.Also, the borrowers in this AU aren't sinners but instead are hellborn who are commonly captured as snacks by sinners and bigger hellborn

Also, Lucifer has a crop because of shape-shifting abilities

I hope leviathanverse enjoys

May POV.

I sneakily slip by the guards at the door to the kitchen and between through the small slit under the door.I pop my head out of under the door and look around,taking a deep breath and giving a relieved sigh,no one's here.Its strange for the kitchen to be empty but I'm not one to miss an opportunity when it's offered to me so I slip in and run over towards one of the cupboards.My hand flicks into my belt and I pull my small hook and wire off the can top fashioned into a loop to hold my hook.My hand slides up the wire and I begin spinning it and take a second to calculate the angle and then I flick it up and silently celebrate as it perfectly wraps around the drawer handle and hooks to itself.My feet brace against the solid door and I quickly pull myself up the wooden pane and arrive at the handle before cautiously unfurling the wire off its anchor and pull myself up onto the counter.I dash across the pretty marble and arrive at a large platter of food and dig through it,choosing a few nice fruits like chunks of apple and pieces of grapes before smelling something more delicious than anything I've ever smelled before.I turn to were the smell is coming from and see a giant brown object covered in some sort of sweet smelling white liquid and cherries.I take a step towards is before stopping,this is definitely a trap so I need to leave,right now.I turn and begin back down the counter when another smell hits my nose.Okay,maybe one piece and then I'm gone,before anyone notices.

May POV.

I quickly scarf down a chunk of the delicious.....thing?Doesn't matter what it is,I tasted it, and now I have to leave.I turn to run off when a smell hits my nose,wait how did he get here?I should have smelled him long before"Why hello there,little borrower"I freeze as I slowly turn and see the king of hell,Lucifer,pulling himself out of a cabinet and he detransforms from a mouse into his real form,and I notice him licking the same sweet white liquid off his hand and his smell fully assaults my nose.He used the delicious snack as cover for his scent and covered his mouse dorm in it for extra measure.My heart begins banging against my chest as he steps towards me and says"You're not gonna leave withou-"I cut him off and sprint off as quickly as I can,leaping off the counter and throwing the hook out,watching it hook to the fridge handle before sliding down the wire and wrenching the hook away as I hear Lucifer finally chasing after me as I slide under the door and through the guards legs as one of them look down at me when the door is thrown open and lucifer runs out yelling"WAIT,I DIDN'T MEAN TO SCARE YOU,COME BACK"I run into a small carved mousehole,which I use as a tunnel system to get around the mansion and collapse against the wall taking deep,gasping breaths before looking out the mousehole and seeing Lucifer on his knees looking in.He quickly says"I w got off on the wrong foot,I'm Lucifer,you are?"I step back and mutter."Not stupid enough to fall for this,bye"and sprint down the tunnel and back to my home.When I get back, I sigh and place my haul on the little table fashioned from a couple bottle caps and some toothpicks.Raising my hand up to my face I tightly squeeze the bridge of my nose and slam the bottom of my palm into my forehead,two years,I've gone two years here without being seen and I ruin it because of some random sweet food.I'm an idiot but I'm not stupid enough to stay here,this place was basically luxury but after tonight I'll have to find another place to stay.

May POV

My eyes snap open as I feel someone watching me, and I shoot up before feeling something, taking up most of the room.I look up, and my heart stops as I see a giant white snake wearing a tophat with a striped pink and red stomach is filling up most of my room.I scramble back and press my back against the wall as the snake.....talks?He anxiously says"Wait don't freak out,please,this probably isn't the best form for this,I now realize,but it's the first form I though of"My jaw drops and I pull the blanket closer to my mouth and softly say"P-please,don't e-eat m-m-me Me.L-Lucifer,i-im sorry for s-stealing from you,I'm g-gonna leave t-t-tommorow,I s-swear"He looks down at me and seems to start panicking before saying"Wait,I'm not mad at you,I've been trying to catc-meet you for a couple of months,that cake was actually made for you,which is why the kitchen was empty"I shiver as his head gets closer and use my free hand to push him away before saying"So,y-your not gonna e-e-eat me?"He avoids eye contact with me before saying certainly,"I swear I won't hurt or kill you in any way,"He let's me stand up as I act like I'm going towards my table before saying softly"Thats not what I asked,sir"He freezes which is enough of a hint to what he was planning for me to act.I leap over his coils as I sprint out of the room and dash down the hall but don't get very far as his tail wraps around my stomach and I just collapse as I'm pulled back into my room.I just sit there as I feel tears well up in my eyes and I hear him nervously ask"He-hey a-are you o-o-okay,oh wait,shit,you're crying,um,I swear I'm not gonna hurt you"He lifts me off the ground and I squeeze my eyes shut before I feel him begin moving.I slowly open my eyes and see that he's holding me while slithering through the tight corridor.I'm gonna die when he exits the wall,I give a dry sob before my body as close together as I can and try to imagine myself in my happy place.

May POV.

The ride gets bumpy after a couple of minutes, and then the tail dissapears off me.Instantly I try to run off before I feel a warm hand wrap around me and pull me up.My eyes flick around as I see that I'm being held at least three feet in the air,if I fall from here I'll break every bone in my body.I look around and see that I'm in a room I've never been in before with large shelves covered in..........rubber ducks?He laughs anxiously and says"sorry,I didn't have time to clean up but,Now presenting the magic-tasticle backflipping rubber duck!"He holds up a rubber duck, which promptly leaps up from his hand a flips over midair, and I just stare at him as he turns the duck before adding,"That also breaths fire!"And sure enough, the duck releases a burst of flame, and he sets it down before saying,"I know,it's kinda stupid. "I shake my head and say,"N-not really,I think it's pretty i-impressive."He smiles, and I grimace at the sharp teeth showing in his mouth. If I'm not careful, he's gonna be picking me out of them by tonight.He gently places me on the workshop table, and I notice a piece or what he called"cake."Sitting there when he pulls it over and leaves it in front of me.I sit there silently for a moment before he says."Dont worry,it's for you,"I quietly mutter. "T-thank you."It takes me thirty minutes to finish the piece of cake, but afterward, I notice that Lucifer is working on something.Slightly bored, I try to walk over to one of the ducks when he reaches out and picks me up.I whimper a little as he pulls me up and holds up a small toy,some kind of stuffed duck toy which feels very soft and huggable.I gently cuddle it to my chest and say"Thanks"He smiles and says"No problem......um,sorry I don't think you ever told me you're name?"I look him over looking for any reason not to tell him, but I guess that there's no point in not telling him,maybe it'll make him keep me as a pet over killing me"May,I'm May"He raises a finger to me and I put my hand out to shake it.

May POV.

I lay on Lucifers palm as he works on his newest invention before I hear his stomach growl,I notice his hand curling around me a bit and I give a smirk as I hear him say"Hey May-May......"I fake huff and say,"No, Luci,you can't. "He gives a groan and huffs at me before saying,"Pleeeeeeeeeeeease,May-May,I'll have another chocolate cake made for you. "I cross my arms and say,"A batch of brownies and you don't ask tomorrow. "He nods happily, and I sigh before grabbing Deuce,the stuffed duck that Luci gave me when we first met and walk up to him.He holds his hand out, and I step onto his palm of his hand where he pull me up to his mouth and opens his sharp teeth before laying his tongue over the bottom layer and I crawl into his mouth before he begins licking all over my body and gently gnawing on my arm.He gently suckles on me before pinning me to the roof of his mouth and swallowing excess saliva.He opens his mouth again before placing a small custom made pillow and blanket into his mouth with me and swallowing.It takes a minute or two to arrive in his crop where I cuddle to the wall as I hear him talking about his"Magic-tastical backflipping rubber duck"Before hearing his phone ring and he yells"DAUGHTER,DAUGHTER CALLING!"Oh, Satan,this'll go well.

[princesaltines]

that's one way to draw in your prey

[idoodle2draw-marquer]

couldn't think of a better place to be than within your embrace,

envelop me, my lover

[voraciousvore]

Voretober Day 11: Flattery

Eren, the tiny dental hygienist, usually isn't the type to give compliments. When she's in the maw of a predator, however... a little flattery may be warranted.

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[nombitenary]

Another prey request, this time from @vorny8 of his sona, Cough Drop! Chris absolutely loves the name. In fact, he's got a bit of an ache in his throat right now. Surely they wouldn't mind having a quick peek, would they? He promises he won't swallow...

...seems Cough Drop was unfortunate enough to believe him.

[i-like-vore-and-memes-2]

No "Rero-ing" Allowed on the Road trip

Guys I had to get this out of my head. Just the mental image of Kak doing the whole "rero" thing with a tiny Joot is so funny to me I can't explain it

Anyway, Joot close-up under the cut cause you can't really see him that well in the 2nd pic

[gt-preys]

Huge soft lips brush the tiny's cheek, they part slightly and the borrower gasps as teeth lightly nibble at their jaw.

He's so careful with them, listening to their reactions closely.

They've had a long day and he wants to let them know just how much he loves them.