#SFW vore

[collinbulker]

Me and the bf went on a date and I got stuffed to the brim and I was definitely at my max. I was belching and moaning while my gut was being worshipped and to push me to my limits. I downed 6 sushi rolls and 2 soups and a pint of ice cream and who knows maybe I’ll have some extra dessert if my boyfriend isn’t too careful feeding me.

[boiled-ginger-ale]

I've had esmp jimmy nd joel vore stuck in my head because of you I hope you know that... (how many dollars for more of them...)

it costs no money only the incalculable length of time it takes me to actually answer my asks lol, and yes i exist to plague the minds of all with my favorite little guys eating eachother thank you :)

[mawsnclaws]

Fear. What is fear?

Looking up slowly, finding yourself face to face with a terrifying giant. Fear filling your every sense, influencing every move you make and every word you speak. Your head whips left and right, you need a way out, but there's nothing.

Fear pooling in the pit of your stomach, practically weighing you down.

Fear growing greater and greater as the giant runs a claw against the arch of your back, pushing you close to their mouth as you stare down their throat. They're level with you now, their warm breath rolling over your trembling body. Fear is all you can think about, YOUR fear.

You're scared. They're not. They see you as another meal, and they're merely toying with their food. They push you into their mouth and jaws snap shut just behind you, saliva soaking through your clothes and covering every inch of you. They can taste your fear.

They enjoy your fear.

When they swallow... you're squeezed down their throat. Battered and scared for what awaits you. You're forced to lay in their stomach, still, exhausted. They're full of you. You're full of Fear.

This is open ended btw!! I won't often post open-ended things but.

[a-smol-storm-gt-nomfs-blog]

I would love to see how you'd handle Grian's first time storing one of the mers for Sea Speaker! You keep teasing it and I'm getting so impatient-

(sorry if that sounds rude, I can wait, just figured I'd ask anyways)

nah not rude, also cograts u get a short story :D

So yes nomfs are involved

Grian had been sitting on the beach eyeing the wrasse, Skizz up. The mer had attempted to shove himself down the avian’s throat about what 18 times by now? Just staring at them he swore he could feel the wiggling, a hand came up instinctively at the phantom movements.

After the first couple of attempts, grian lost his appetite for a couple of hours too. It’s possible that stemmed from his throat being sore though.

Shrimp- er wow old habits do die hard hm? But Zedaph turned to him pretty much asking if he was okay with just his expression. Grian stopped the throat rubbing. “I- yeah I’m good, just-.” He looked at Skizz who was oblivious to the whole situation. The shrimp mer nodded in understanding, Skizz had been fighting with him a lot to get in his throat, for reasons unknown to the avian. Grian had been getting tense about being by the wrasse for that situation, not that he noticed it all too much, being around most mers made him tense anyway. Back to the main point though, it was odd, why would anything want to shove itself down his throat? He’d get the wrasse cleaning his teeth, but shoving itself into a throat was a whole different level of weirdness.

I suppose it might not be if he doesn’t know that avians don’t use their crops the same as mer’s. As far as Grian’s seen the mer also almost always gets into Impulse’s, and Tango’s crop’s just on command, or well likely by asking.

Speak of the devil, the other two swam up chatting to each other, the 4 hung out all the time, it was surprising with the range of species. At the same time, it was neat.

“Hi T-mango,” Grian said with a smile.

The Eel mer stared at him in a blank confusion.

Impulse mumbled something, a smile on his face.

Tango turned to him and yelled, his hands on the shark’s cheeks pushing his face.

The larger mer laughed, a big belly laugh.

Skizz was instantly looking at Impulse’s mouth then back at Grian.

Grian shook his head no, not feeling it today.

Skizz shrugged and just slid into Impulse’s mouth, the shark didn’t fight it. Once Skizz was down Zedaph approached Grian doing the uppy arms which the avian picked him up. The shrimp pointed towards his mouth making Grian nervous. “D-do you want to clean?” He asked. Zed shook his head no, at least he was honest, then pointed at his throat.

Grian made a nervous noise his eyes glancing away, though when he did turn back to Zed he was being pretty polite and just waiting. The avian sighed and opened his mouth putting Zed in, then lowering down, his tongue pulling away from the salt water as it went in. The mer pet his tongue, checking out things without actually poking like Skizz did. Eventually, Grian put his mouth deeper, his whole mouth full as he breathed through his nose. The problem came when Zed pressed in on the back of his mouth he swallowed. Grian coughed softly, but without the movements, his body felt the need to swallow. The avian cheeped nervously but swallowed Zedaph towards his crop, the avian panicked, but his body kept working automatically till Zed was in his crop. The avian let out panicked noises, rubbing his hand over his stuffed crop. He could taste the bitter salt water on his tongue, he could also feel it being swished around in his crop.

His hands brushed the shrimp, he felt odd with his shell, a lot harder than fish.

He felt hands, it made his panic rise but he realized they weren’t pushing hard, instead, it felt, felt amazing, he started cooing, his eyes looked dreary and soon he fell back in the sand, his wings and feet twitched.

He could make out the 2 mers staring at him, but his body felt too good to care. Noises slipped out of him, endless happy noise.

[suzyandthefox]

Thinking about a love story that starts with the pred swallowing their prey

Like

Pred swallows a prey to consume them, doesn't kill them outright, then they start to find them amusing, kind of adorable even

The little warm weight in the pit of their belly

Especially if the prey is excited to be eaten, rather than scared

Imagine if the prey had a crush on the pred before being eaten

(it's 4:36 am I don't know what I'm doing)

[safe-from-sharp-teeth]

[makothegayyburrito]

Like, “hey bud, you look a bit cold there”

(An old meme I made that’s been floating around in my archives)

[pancakewithsprinkles]

[comfyhome]

shut your jaws. tilt your head back. feel their weight slide down your throat. they’re safe and you’re sated, leaning back in your seat with a heavy sigh. bask in the feeling — the fullness. you needed this, and you know they did, too.

after a momentary bliss, pick yourself back up again and drag yourself to bed. you’re long overdue for a nap. try not to jostle them too much. lay down, drape the blankets over yourself, tuck your head under the covers and imagine what it must be like for them to be so warm.

curl around them. close your eyes. bring your knees to your chest and wrap your arms around yourself. slow your breathing. you can feel them cozying themselves against the walls. you’ll both sleep well. sweet, ridiculous matryoshka.

[feedxmexdaddy]

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You've been neglecting me, ignoring my needs, and taking me for granted. Well, today's the day you pay the price. I'm starving, and you're the only snack that will satisfy my hunger. I'm going to devour you whole, feeling your tiny body squirming in my stomach. You should've been more attentive, more loving, more devoted. But now, it's too late. You're mine, and I'm going to savor every last bite of you.

In this vore video, I'll be dominating you, making you feel my power and control. You'll be trapped in my belly, helpless and at my mercy. I'll be playing with you, teasing you, and tormenting you, making you regret the day you ever took me for granted.

Feel the warmth of my mouth and the tight squeeze of my throat as I swallow you down. You're completely at my mercy, squirming in the confines of my belly. You can struggle all you want, but there is no escape. You're mine now, and I'll savor every moment of having you trapped inside of me.

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

My animation class got me a bit inspired lol

[collinbulker]

And here’s another one @yukinyte did of me after a stuffing session gone right with my boyfriend (colors by another friend)

[boiled-ginger-ale]

kinda longer comic of ben and rowan interacting some time after rowan gets used to ben's weird able-to-eat-people-but-not-in-a-bad-way thing. rowan has night terrors sometimes and being out in the open tends to make him feel really vulnerable, so sometimes he has a sleepy benny store him until morning (or whenever he wants out). The ambiance of his heartbeat makes him feel safe.

i know i said id draw this like, 2 weeks ago but drawing is hard and i keep getting stress coldsssssss :(

(sorry its all in one panel, the way i structured the speech bubbles made it functionally impossible to read with tumblr's guttering so y just gotta zoom in ig. i hope its not too compressed- if it is probably just click on the image? maybe?)

[safety-writes-noms]

Super self indulgent messy doodles hastily compiled into barely readable comics. I love gambit sorry y’all. Some of this is actually pretty old so if it looks a bit odd it’s probably because of that 😭

18+/ sexual vore blogs/ mdni please dni! I’m a minor and this is purely just comfort!!

[suzyandthefox]

ok but like

Vore in a protective , parent-like sense will always get me, it will always remain my favourite.

A pred giving a prey a comfort they lost, being their home temporarily.

The pred saying things like

"You're safe now"

"I will protect you"

"You're very brave, I'm proud of you"

For the pred to call their prey "little one" "small one", etc.

For the pred to hum a gentle lullaby to their scared prey

And for the prey to say things like

"Hide me"

"Protect me"

"I have no home/no body/nowhere to go"

The descriptions of a stomach as a cradle, the soft sobs a frightened prey lets out as they huddle into the soft flesh, they speak their fears and pain into the walls and the folds of the being around them.

And the walls listen to them.

To be cared for, to be loved, to be hidden where no one should see or harm you.

Idk man.