#Monday night munchin

[acorncake]

Had this on the back burner for a while and finally decided to finish it

[imfelinefinee]

I’m not sure how familiar you are with Monday Night Munchin (F/N/F), so if you’re not, that’s don’t worry about it! May I request some comfort noms with P.ico, b.f, and g.f? Both b.f and g.f canonically hate thunder storms, so maybe P.ico should nom them!

Hiya! I am a lil familiar with F/n/f! Not too much but I do happen to know the basics of the lore and thanks to a 20 minute explanation video, i managed to scramble this silly lil thing together! I'm sorry if it's a bit short, I tried wdjadnandwja

Drip, drip, dip.

NSFW DNI

Words: 1.6K+

Warnings: Hurt/comfort, Soft/Safe vore

Pairing: B.F x G.F & Pred!P.ico

Racing droplets of rain poured down from the shut window, a clear surface between the roaring cold weather and the shelter of the apartment the two resided in for the safety and warmth provided to them. 

Yet, it didn’t feel as safe as they’d hoped.

Thunder crackled with laughter in the distance, a harsh cracking as it pierced the sound barrier and struck down with the might of Zeus. Striking down on the ground below as it engaged in its attack against the dreary conditions of the city. 

The blinding flash quickly enveloped their eyes, stressing them to the point of pain as they closed their eyes in reaction to the light. The dark gray clouds swirled like smoke in the air, the air pressure pressing up against each other in a discharge of electricity.

A fearsome foe, one that surpassed the man they called Daddy Dearest. Only this could compare to a man sending literal assassins to their doorstep in opposition to the weather outside. 

They enjoyed the weather in most cases, making snow angels in the crunchy soft ice together, and sipping hot chocolate in the autumn breeze. Traveling the beach in the shining sun, to enjoy the freedom of the sea only to get sunburned after they decide to relax from the excitement. 

Even in the solemn calm weather on a spring day, enjoying one another’s company as they made flower crowns for one another. Yet, the one thing they feared most. Despite having faced literal demons, they feared thunder like a kryptonite. Their one true weakness to everything else they’d experienced thus far.

Cradling the whimpering man to her chest, hardly able to hold her composure as she clung back to the head in her lap. Attempting to shelter him from the weather outside despite flinching upon hearing the frightening sounds behind her.

A synthesized drawn-out note cried out in a fearful screech, clutching the fabric of her signature dress in a tight squeeze. Holding on in fear of losing his beloved, in stark contrast to the man who always faced danger with a smile in his cheerful songs.

The thought comforted her that he was willing to show his fear to her, be open and vulnerable. An important aspect in a relationship, and for the two of them; She held her head up high, only to falter again and again until she shook like a leaf.

Her fear caught up with her, embracing her partner in a full embrace as she looked for refuge in his arms. With a shaking arm, he returned the embrace by gently caressing the locks of her fluffy brown hair.

They clung to each other like magnets, refusing to separate no matter what. The only comfort was their hugs and the warmth provided by the light beside them. A small candle roughly the size of their bodies, flickering with a small flame atop the wick. Dripping with wax as it melted from the heat.

The rest of the room was pitch black, taken in by the shadow of the moon. The electrical power of the apartment complex had been stripped away by the very storm they feared. The three of them had attempted to play video games such as WII sports to distract from the monster that was the weather.

Which all went to shit.

A quivering voice of electronic beeps murmured to her, holding her close as he expressed his comfort to her. Trying to remind her that it would all be okay soon enough, that they were safe as he held her tighter to his chest.

“I know- I know- I just-”, she was cut off as she nearly screamed at the sound a particularly loud one roared behind them, sounding far too close for comfort. Only to let out a loud shriek in the process, her eyes sparkling with tears as her lips quivered. Hiding into Boyfriend’s chest for a tender embrace.

Boyfriend also cried out, shaking as he held his partner closer to him as a means of support, a means of balance within the instability of fear that plagued them in a tortuous dance. Normally, the two of them would sing to one another with a radio beside them. Yet, they weren’t given that privilege after having to abandon their equipment behind.

There had been an incident, another assassination attempt by her father. Boyfriend fought back in his signature way of rap battles, only to piss off their opponent and went barreling towards them in a fury.

But fortunately, Pico came to the rescue.

The man in question came barging into the room in a panic, anxious as he scanned for the two on his window. Upon seeing them, let out a sigh of relief. He carefully approached the two with soft steps so as not to suddenly spook them, softly whispering to get their attention as the two of them shook like whimpering puppies.

“Hey- You guys hungry?”, he gestured towards a packet of crisps in his hand. It was open, flavored but it was likely one of the only snacks he had left over after abandoning his home for some time. A result of doing mercenary work.

After rescuing the two from their situation, the two hadn’t been in the best condition since it had started pouring down a waterfall of rain. His eyes lidded with concern as he took in the sight of the two of them, left out in the open vulnerable to the dangers outside.

He reminisced on his older days in high school, attending the school as friends or practically lovers until their later separation. He still cared for the guy, a lot since then. He remembered the times when he’d cradle him to his chest as he cried whenever it happened to rain. And now, there were two of them within his care.

With the tip of his finger, he stroked the heads of fluffy blue locks atop his head with lidded eyes. Worried about his friend and Blue’s significant other, he found himself jealous of the attention she received but a kindred spirit. Someone who he’d trust with Boyfriend to care for and look after. 

Even despite his jealousy, she was still his friend foremost.

The sounds of dripping rain used to be relaxing to him, reminding him of the time he spent with them. But now it seemed to be a hindrance, scaring his companions helpless. If only he had somewhere to hide them away…

An idea sprung to mind.

“Hey Boyfriend- Remember when we were back in high school- We would get in trouble and you’d need a place to hide from the teachers?”, a small smile appeared on his face at the memory. A fond one for him to look back on.

Boyfriend quickly sprung up from his cower, his eyes widening in surprise as he opened his mouth in a series of beeps and boops in his main dialect of speech. Confirming the memory of the events and asking him a question.

He nodded in response, Boyfriend returning his quivering smile amidst his fear. Gently shook his partner as he explained in musical notes on their conversation what Pico had planned for the two of them.

Girlfriend seemed hesitant upon hearing the idea but didn’t seem opposed to it entirely, Boyfriend volunteered to go first before her to show that it was safe, despite having placed her trust in Boyfriend. She appreciated it nonetheless.

He lay out his palm in the offering, watching as the blue-haired male detached from his partner onto the open hand. Slowly bringing him towards his face, opening his mouth to reveal his blunt teeth and hesitant tongue.

He watched as Boyfriend confidently jumped from his hand into his maw, shocking him for a moment as he hadn’t expected the action before him. It looked as though the man hadn’t changed at all despite his recent maturity, he still showed the same amount of trust as he had since his high school days.

He felt the boy embrace his tongue in a hug, holding back a laugh as he playfully rolled his eyes towards his partner. Shutting his mouth as he swallowed quickly, feeling the weight slowly go from his throat into his spacious stomach with a plop.

Next was Girlfriend. 

He offered his hand to her as he had to Boyfriend, reassuring in his gaze as he noticed her hesitancy in her step. 

“It’s alright- I promise”, he comforted. She met his gaze, nodding in acceptance as she went to step onto his hand. 

Only to slip upon the sound of another thunderstrike.

He quickly reacted, grabbing her into his hands as soon as she began to fall. Catching her safely into his palm; he opened his mouth, carefully placing her inside with an usher of safety for her wellbeing.

Gulping her down alongside Boyfriend, feeling the weight drop down into his stomach as the walls cradled the two. The man in question quickly welcomed his partner with tender arms, holding her as the two sat down against the wall of his belly, cradled by the warmth provided by the space.

He soon heard the two snore softly in sleep as he rubbed his stomach soothingly, only to feel a wave of exhaustion come over him. Letting out a yawn from his tiredness, deciding the best option was to creep into bed and fall asleep himself.

He quickly wrapped the blankets around his body, not caring for the boots on his feet. A firearm on his nightstand in case of emergency as he placed a protective hand over his lower chest. Feeling himself slowly fall asleep upon focusing on the weight inside of him. Deciding to join them in the world of dreamy sleep, he soon fell too.

Fading to the darkness of the night, the storm slowly turned to a small downpour with the pitter-patter of the window, gentle as it had back in the days. A gentle drizzle of drips.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

[silver-tooth-the-panther]

I’ve been getting back into Pokémon because of FNF, so I’ve decided to make this with two Pokepastas that have got me in a chokehold.

What if Glitchy Red and Blake from Snow On Mount Silver Met?

For clarification, this Blake is from the Mount Silver over Lost Silver mod.

Safety From The Snow

(A Pokepasta Vore Fanfic)

Warnings: Slight fearplay, slight gore, hurt/comfort, soft vore

Word Count: 1432

Cold, harsh winds curled around Blake’s body as he dragged himself through the harsh, thick snow. At this point, the frostbite had eaten so much of his that it made him feel almost completely numb. Short, shallow breaths escaped his lips as he feebly crawled, hoping to find any help in this frozen hellscape.

Blake’s one working eye scanned through the thick wind and fog. The weather made it incredibly difficult to see, but a soft, red shape stood out among the white bleakness. He swung his arms forward, trying to drag himself closer to the mysterious shape.

The closer he got, Blake began to see that the shape was actually a person! But, they looked familiar….Like the trainer he faced that got him stuck here. “Red…?” Blake’s weak voice rose up through the howling winds.

Instead of being welcomed by silence, like Red’s typical response, the being actually spoke back in a harsh, bit-crushed voice. “Why did I have to die?” The being had his back to Blake as he spoke. This made the frozen boy raise his eyebrow before making his heart fill up with guilt. “Red…I’m sorry.”

The being turned around to look at Blake, only to widen his eye when he saw him. Blake returned the same shocked expression, seeing how this Red was mostly red with shadows covering most of his face and seemed to glitch out just like a video game. “You’re not…the one I’m after.” The being said as he walked closer to Blake, crouching down when he got in front of him.

Blake almost whimpered as the being approached him, scared that he was only going to hurt him more. “Relax. I’m not going to hurt you.” Glitchy Red said, raising a hand as he did so. “I think…we might be suffering from something similar.” The being gently placed a hand on Blake’s cheek, feeling his frost-bitten skin.

“Something similar?” Blake winced as soon as he felt the being’s touch. “Y-You d-don’t look frozen….” Glitchy Red tilted his head, contemplating whether or not to explain the digital reality they lived in. “Never mind…” The being waved his hand. “Let’s just try to get you warm.”

The being looked at the boy’s missing eye. He then raised his head to look at the rest of Blake’s body, finding that he had a missing leg too. “Jeez, kid.” Glitchy Red sighed as he stuck his hand into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a roll of bandages. “You’re lucky that I always carry this for my Pokémon.”

With strong hands, Glitchy Red gently picked Blake up off the ground, which made him yelp. Adjusting his position, the being sat down on the ground and set Blake on his lap. “Sit still now.” He spoke softly as he cupped Blake’s bloody stub of a leg. Glitchy Red then began to gently wrap the stub, having to tighten the bandages in order to keep more blood from flowing out of it. The tight bandages made Blake whimper and wince, feeling the frozen blood crack and spew like a slushie.

Glitchy Red looked up at Blake when he heard the first whimper. “I know it hurts, but stay strong til I can get you somewhere warm.” With a snap, the being finished wrapping Blake’s leg. He then turned his attention to his eye. Moving Blake’s hair back, Glitchy Red began to wrap the bandages around his missing eye.

“There you go, kiddo.” He smiled slightly as he snapped the end of the bandages. Blake felt slightly relieved, feeling the cold wind being blocked from his formerly open wounds. The frozen couldn’t help but nestle into the being chest, causing him to jump a little.

Glitchy Red looked at the boy with a surprised look, before chuckling softly. “Getting comfortable, are we?” He smiled, placing a hand on Blake’s head. The frozen boy nodded slowly before shivering from the cold, making Glitchy Red remember what he initially had to do. “Right. Gotta get you warm somehow.”

The being looked around. First, he looked down at his jacket. The jacket was simply too thin to truly protect the boy from the elements. Not a good plan. An idea then came up in Glitchy Red’s head. One that was rather odd, but may be a last resort.

“Look, I’ve got an idea, but it may be a bit…odd.” The being tried to preface his idea. “Just trust me on this, okay?” Blake sheepishly nodded. “I’ll do anything…at this point.” That gave Glitchy Red all the permission he needed. “Alright…Let’s give this a go.”

With that being said, Blake felt a warm, wetness envelope him. He felt a slick, soft material drag him downwards. Initially, he had no idea what was going on. That was until he heard loud gulps and the sound of a close heartbeat. Blake was being eaten whole.

The boy wanted to struggle. He wanted to try to break away, but he was too weak. Blake’s frozen body went limp, accepting his fate. After a few more gulps, Blake felt a strong sense of warmth against his skin. It felt…oddly nice. The walls were soft and thick, which provided a sense of security, and the warmth helped to ease Blake’s pain. Soon, he could feel himself entering a larger space, the being’s belly.

Glitchy Red was initially concerned when he felt Blake go limp. As soon as he heard Blake make soft murmurs, the being relaxed and finished gulping him down. It felt like a giant ice cube sliding into his stomach. With a slight shiver, Glitchy Red placed a hand on his full belly. “Settled down in there?” He asked with a gentle voice.

This made Blake raise an eyebrow. Granted, with how gentle the being has treated him, it wasn’t far-fetched to assume that he did this to help him instead of turning him into fat. It was just odd that Glitchy Red chose to swallow him of all things. “Yeah….I’m settled.” Blake murmured as he snuggled into the soft flesh.

The cold temperature from Blake’s body made each movement that he made much more noticeable. Glitchy Red chuckled softly as he felt the boy snuggle into him. “Good…good….” The being gently rubbed his bloated belly, pressing his warm flesh against the cold boy. “You just rest now. I’ll take care of you.”

With that, Glitchy Red started to tread down the mountain, making his belly rock back and forth. The gentle swaying soothed Blake even more, making his eyes grow heavy and his mind slowing. He drew a soft, content breath before murmuring his final statement before falling asleep. “Thank you…Red….”

Glitchy Red smiled as he heard the boy thank him and his soft snores. He lightly patted his belly as he walked through the thick snow. “No problem, kiddo.” A soft murmur came from the boy in his sleep. “Mom….” This shattered Glitchy Red’s digital heart. The being patted his tummy, then turned his attention back on the snow.

Looking around, he saw the dead corpses of Blake’s former Pokémon. He saw a Typlosion, a Lugia, a Feraligator, a Tyranitar, a Pidgeot, and a Meganium. Glitchy Red even swore he spotted a rotting version of himself and his Pokémon. All of this brought Glitchy Red’s anger to a boiling point.

He looked back at his belly, tenderly rubbing it and feeling the boy squirm in his sleep. Both anger and empathy grew in him. This fate…This terrible fate…was something completely out of the boy’s control, whether he knew it or not. A fate that he was destined to suffer time and time again. If there was one thing that Glitchy Red could give to those who play his game, it was that they had no idea he was suffering. To them, his game was just meant for child-like glee.

But for Blake? His suffering was completely intentional. The person who originally changed the script intended for him to suffer and die. And all for what? Just for something to talk about? All of this sent a cold chill up Glitchy Red’s spine. Truth be told, he hoped that having Blake in his belly might help him to bring him to his world. All he had to do was pray that the player would put in his cartridge after they’re done with this one.

“Don’t worry, Blake. I’ll keep you safe for now on.” A soft gentle smile spread across his red tinted face. Determination surged through bud as he found his new, unexpected purpose. To protect this boy at all costs.

[benjaminthewolf]

Late Halloween Treat

Yeah yeah I know October’s over, but college has been keeping me real busy so I just never got around to posting this until now.

Surprise! I can draw vore too!

Featuring @starlightgirl242 as prey! This was actually drawn for her birthday!

[starlightgirl242]

Kaiju Night Funkin’: The Inside Story

(For: @kaiju-night-funken & @kaiju-night-funken-soft [As an optional extra])

(Author’s note: I was going to include @rp-with-beck, but they’re currently busy with their own adventures. In the meantime, they get to watch. I’ll include them at a later adventure. And Beck, if you’re reading this, I’m sorry for leaving you out.)

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*opens delivery package* I’m very excited that Agent Pen gave me a camera drone! This thing can not only take the best photos, but it can film the best video footages, too! 🤩📹

*phone rings* Oh! It must be Agent Specter. *takes call* Yello? 🙂📱

Agent Specter: (on the phone) Hey, Star. How’s it goin’? 😉📱

(On the phone) Hey, Spec. I’m doing good. I’m a bit busy admiring the camera drone that came in the mail. Is there something you would like to talk about? 😊📱

Agent Specter: (on the phone) Yeah, Star, there’s somethin’ to talk about. 🙂📱

(On the phone) What is it? 😕❔📱

Agent Specter: (on the phone) Y’know that movie where little people within of a shrunken vehicle go inside of someone’s body? 😕💭📱

(On the phone) Yeah. Why are asking me that? 😯📱

Agent Specter: Oh, I just want you to come over and bring the camera drone for a lil’ science experiment. 😄📱

(On the phone) Dude, how do you expect me to do that? 😕❔📱

Agent Specter: (on the phone) How does me ordering you a pizza sound? 😉🍕📱

(On the phone) Wait… You’re ordering me a pizza?! 🤩🍕📱

Agent Specter: (on the phone) No strings attached, Star. 😉✅📱

(On the phone) I can think of something. I’ll see you later, Spec. Bye! *ends call* 🤔😄👋📱

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At the small urban neighborhood…

Agent Specter: Alright, Star! Here we go! 🤩

*looks through binoculars and saw Keithzilla* Perfect! 😃🔭

Agent Specter: Him? You sure about this, Star? He looks kinda… *ahem* intimidatin’… 😨

He won’t hurt us. Trust me on this! 😉 *waves at Keithzilla to bring him in* 👋😃

[yon0mgamerz]

Eugh,, I'm so sillyyyy,,, uwu

[big-tums]

Slime and Water.

[quotethemenevervore]

Btw I’ve crashed into f/nf again so uh… Monday Night Munchin anybody?

Namely: we’ve now seen that the parents can manipulate size-

[randomvoreshlt]

MFM gender bend Sarvente vore

[luminberry]

Thanks to some recent shenanigans I might be a bit gay for spooky red Italians so.. maybe I'll add them with the glitchy lads as a possible writing ideas.

If you guys have any ideas for short prompts send em my way, or just questions in general. Gonna try and blow the dust off this blog if I can.

[acorncake]

He lost control

[silver-tooth-the-panther]

Soft/safe vore and fear warning! Y’all want to see my version of Horror Pico? Well, here he is!

You found your tiny self wandering around the Devil’s Gate Forest just outside of Philly. Scared, panicked, and cold, you begin wandering around the premises. Sure, being a borrower alone in these woods was already enough to make you shiver, but what made it worse were the legends.

Rumor has it that a large Wendigo wandered these grounds, looking for whatever it might find to fill its stomach. Even though you were a tiny borrower and wouldn’t supply many nutrients, you knew that Wendigos weren’t exactly picky with their food. So, you wandered, looking for a safe place and keeping an eye on the forest around you.

Then, you heard a crunch, then a rustle, then a crack! You quickly hid behind the roots of a nearby tree, shaking and trying to catch your breath. Peeking your head out ever so slightly, you see what can only be described as an anomaly.

A tall man, or creature stood over the rushing creek. He looked to be male, judging by his bulky body and broad shoulders. It looked to be around 9”3 feet tall, which was even huge by human standards let alone for a borrower. You couldn’t see much about him due to a cloak of bear skin. What you could see was that the being had dull, orange hair and organs spikes poking through the cape. Its spines were thin and moved with every motion the creature made. The creature bend down every few seconds, seemingly trying to collect creek water.

You shivered from fright as you stared at the being in horror. Covering your mouth to conceal your breathing, you tried to stay silent in order to not get caught. Try as you might, your efforts were useless. The creature’s spines moved in a rippling motion, causing him to stop and grunt in annoyance.

“Hmm, who would be brave enough to come so close to me?” He said in a low, almost curious voice. The creature then slowly turned around, giving you a good look at his face.

Saying that the creature looked human would feel like complete nonsense. It only had one black eye socket which hosted a glowing, yellow eye. The other side of his face looked like a few bullets were shot at him. Cracks covered most of that side and a large, stitched up seam traveled from the bottom of his face to the top, which caused the middle of his upper lip to form an upside down “v” shape. His jaw was crooked and held sharp fangs. They looked like they could unhinge at any moment. The strangest thing about this creature was that he looked like a demonic version of the famous Philly mercenary, Pico.

You gasp as you step back, unfortunately alerting the creature to your presence. His yellow eye falls on you, sending fear through your veins. Strangely, his expression softened as he took a step closer.

“Oh? What is a little borrower doing out here in these woods, hm?” His voice shifted to that of a gentle, concerned tone, though you questioned its authenticity. You shiver from fear and fright as you watch the being crouch down. He seemed to wear a green striped hoodie and raggedy jeans that hid underneath his cloak.

All you could do was swallow your fear as his yellow gaze burned into you. The creature sighed softly before scratching the back of his neck. “Scared? Can’t say I blame you.” He seemed almost disheartened by your fear, so that encouraged you to try to break through it.

“Are you the Wendigo?” You ask timidly, realizing that was a stupid question only after you said it. The creature’s eye widened before he laughed, which was kind of charming in a way. “No, no, little fawn. People just think I am because I chase them out of these woods.” He then grumbled softly. “You just can’t trust people these days.” He then turned his gaze back to you. “I go by Teddy, though I’ve been called things like Horror Pico or Pico.exe. I don’t know how I got those nicknames if I’m being honest.” He chuckled softly at the ridiculous nicknames.

You, however, knew where these nicknames stemmed from. It was just simply because he looked like the mercenary. Was he a clone perhaps? You could only guess. “Why are you being so nice to me when you said you chase people?” You ask, shaking from both fright and the cold. Teddy tilted his head before smiling with his crooked fangs. “Little borrowers like you are so tiny and fragile. It would be cruel to frighten you so badly.”

“I guess you’re right.” You say softly before shivering once more. All you wanted to do was to go home. Teddy seemed to notice your suffering and his spines flattened against his back. “Here, little fawn. Crawl into my hands.” He spoke ever so gently as he laid his hands in front of you, which made you jump slightly. Looking at his large hands, you saw how damaged his fingers were. They were a deep red and tough, hard flesh covered them. White claws covered the tips. His fingers almost looked like they had been boiled.

You whimpered as you looked at his hands, being both hesitant and concerned for Teddy. “It’s alright. They don’t hurt anyone.” Teddy’s voice made you look at him before you looked back down at his hands. Sighing heavily, you decided to climb on.

Calloused scar tissue met your palms as you climbed on his fingers. Even Teddy’s palms were calloused, which showed how much he worked with his hands. A slight shake made you fall on your bottom, dead center of Teddy’s palm. He was lifting you up towards his face.

The creature looked at you with his one yellow eye, almost curiously. Taking a closer look at the creature, you noticed that a bit of his tongue stuck out of the triangle shaped part in his lips. This made you giggle, which Teddy returned. You could hear his deep, rumbling breathing, which sounded oddly soothing. Bringing his face closer to your body, Teddy gently nuzzled you, making you smile as his stitched seam rubbed against your body.

“My little fawn, your tiny body is freezing.” He spoke with a soft, gentle voice. “You must’ve been out here for a long while.” Then, the creature did something unexpected. He slowly brought you closer to the part in his lips and let your tiny body slip into his maw.

You scrambled to grab one of his jagged fangs. When that didn’t work, you clawed at the rough surface of Teddy’s tongue. “What are you doing?! St-Stop!” You cried out as tears already began to form in your eyes. Was this seemingly friendly creature really going to eat you?!

Your scared reaction seemed to startle Teddy as well, making his pause the process. He then began to rumble a tune. It sounded almost like a lullaby. Was he trying to calm you down? What did really he want from you?

Unfortunately, you didn’t have much time to stew on that. Teddy slowly began to raise his head, making your body slide downward right into his gullet. You yelped as your body was held by the strong, yet soft muscles of his throat. Even though everything felt so warm and soft, you were still being eaten! You clawed at the slick surface, a futile attempt to climb back up.

Tears began to flow down your face as you began to accept your fate. Your body slid into a larger space, the creature’s gut. Saliva covered the squishy walls and, by extension, your body. You could hear the creature’s belly rumble and his raspy breathing. Teddy’s heartbeat had a steady rhythm as it thumped right above your resting place.

You curled up in the dark organ and began to cry. This couldn’t be the end. Please, don’t let it be the end. A soft, gentle pressure could be felt against your body. Did Teddy put a hand on his belly? A concerned rumble seemed to confirm your suspension.

“Little fawn? Why are you so afraid?” Teddy’s voice was slightly muffled due to the thick walls. He seemed to sound…concerned? Was he really concerned about you? “What do you mean why?! You ate me!” You curled up even further into the soft walls. “You’re probably gonna digest me….”

Teddy made a somber whine, gently increasing the pressure on his tummy. “No, no. I would never digest anyone. I just…I just thought….” You listen to him sigh and wince. “I just wanted to keep you warm, little fawn. My digestive fluids are held in a separate organ when there is no food in my belly. My creator designed it to prevent acid reflexes and so I could hide things. I just use it to soothe my partner.” He paused for a moment. “We do this all the time. I thought everyone did this for comfort. I’m sorry….”

You feel the tension leave your body, gently snuggling into the soft, squishy walls. “It’s…it’s alright, Teddy.” You say with a soft smile and a few pats on the organ. “Just, let people know what you’re gonna be before you swallow them. A bit of hindsight for ya.” Teddy rumbled in response. “Fully noted.”Chuckling softly, you start to rub your hand along the stomach lining, feeling it sink into the soft flesh. A gentle vibration could be felt from the organ. Teddy was purring.

This made you smile and giggle with glee. “You like that, huh?” You lightly teased the larger creature. “Yeah…that always feels nice.” Teddy then began to walk, making his tummy sway ever so gently. All of the soft movements and sounds made your eyes grow heavy. You yawned before snuggling into your resting place. The stomach walls rippled as Teddy chuckled. “Don’t you worry, little fawn. I’ll take you to the edge of the forest.”

[benjaminthewolf]

Just so you guys are aware

I’m coming back on 8/8 for vore day with a new Monday Night Munchin’ story and maybe a little more as well. We’ll just have to see. But the new MNM story is a garuntee. Thank you all for remaining patient.

[starlightgirl242]

Voretober Day 16: Sweet

Soft Boyfriend is happily enjoying his ice cream bowl, cookies, and milk at the bakery, loving the spectacular sweet taste with a smile. Meanwhile, Soft Pico is having a great time with his partner’s delicious treats, especially the chocolate chip cookies.

[big-tums]

Visibi's Snack.

[heartloquette]

me. if you even care.