#goofy vore stuff

[luckyshotwrites]

Ch. 24 // Day-Off // Day 18

Contents (Warnings): slight fearplay, a little break from for Lynette and goofy group texts.

Wordcount: 1637

Side note: This will contain experimental writing, first person (Lynette's view) will be implemented alongside third person for the two other essential characters, (mostly) Alexander and (occasionally) Drake. For those third person moments all their text will be italicized and have the characters name in Bold at the start. There may be other characters I write for in the future using this method but we’ll see...

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(Oct. 1st, Saturday)

I struggled in the binds as the silhouette lingered over me, the same long fox-like creature from the store. Though as they walked forward into the light, I saw Mara coming over to me holding a bottle of something.

"My sweet Lynette.~" She chirped so lovingly as she came next to the table I was wanted to throw myself off of. "What's the matter, dear, aren't you comfortable?~"

I couldn't say anything as she gagged my mouth. She ran her free hand over my head and I jerked it away. It made her lick her lips and chuckle.

"I even put you on my finest china?" Mara gestured to the plate I was on. I couldn't move much now as she was there, she then purposefully pressed my head down, so I couldn't move a lot.

"Now hold still, I've got the perfect glaze for you.~" She whispered, opening the bottle and getting ready to pour it over my body.

...

I woke up, in my bed, and checked my phone. "10:00 a.m."

I rolled back, refusing to use anything but the tiny sheet for cover as extra weight on me when I slept made me kick it off when I woke up.

My sleep consisted of nightmare after nightmare of Mara using me as little more than food. I shouldn't have read that book. I cursed myself for looking at it. Oh no, what if Alexander was right and it was cursed, so now she's plaguing me with nightmares! I huffed thinking about it.

I didn't fully process everything that happened until I got home and even then most of it seemed like a blur. It was like my mind was trying to help me forget. I almost wished I asked them to erase my memory.

Yet at the same time, I was afraid they'd get rid of more than that. I didn't know what their magic did, or what it could really do. And I wouldn't even know how to start when asking.

I laid in bed with my eyes shut. What did I get myself into? I’m a human. I’m not like them. I thought about my conversation with Drake. Could we really ever get along as different species? They overpower me in every way, and how they… 

I sprang up as I heard my door open.

“Lentils, are you alright?” 

“Wicks-hey,” I gestured to the door, “you didn’t knock.”

“I did knock, three times in fact.” He corrected me as he turned on the light. 

I hissed and threw myself down and under the sheet. It did nothing to stop the light.

I heard his gentle paps of his slippers against the wood floor as he approached.

“I didn’t hear a single knock.” I said from my shelter. 

“Uh-huh. You just don’t want to get up, I get it.” I heard a soft clang of a plate on the end table near me. 

I peeked up from the blanket to see the plate with eggs and sausage, then felt his weight become added to my bed. “You didn’t have to make me breakfast.” 

“I thought maybe you’d want to talk about whatever is bothering you if I made you breakfast,” he admitted. 

I stayed bundled but turned to him. I met his hazel gaze, and then quickly broke it. I didn’t want him to get involved nor did I want him to think I was out of my mind, not that I could tell him the truth anyway. What am I supposed to say, "my coworker's girlfriend had been stalking me for the last week or two, then ate me and planned on keeping me as her meal for the rest of my life."

“Nothing’s wrong.”

He sighed, “you have not left your bed and you're in the dark, Lynette." He leaned forward on the bed, "you got home at seven last night and said you were going to bed and didn’t tell me why you came home early yesterday besides the “I felt tired” excuse.” Agitation rode up to his face. “I may be dense but not that dense. So, what happened at work!”

I heard the quiver in his demand. I'd be furious in his shoes too and I completely blew him off yesterday, what is he supposed to think after that.

I swung my body around, got out of the blanket and sat up. “I had a stalker, someone who used a coworker of mine to get to me. Yesterday, they got pretty serious about it and confronted me.”

“Did you call the police?!”

“My coworkers did, they protected me.” I replied, glancing at my phone on the table. “Everything seems to be taken care of now, the stalker is gone, and I gave the police that helped me yesterday my number.” 

When I peered back at him, his shoulders held tenseness. “Did they hurt you?”

I shook my head, “n-no.” I didn’t have any physical marks though I felt sore. I figured it was due to the stress of the whole situation and my odd sleeping positions. And I'm sure I slept walked yesterday because I did wake up on the floor at some point.

He patted my legs, “so, you’re staying home today?”

“Yeah, I think I need to take a breather.” I replied. Though, I still had to call work and tell them. 

“You have some respectable coworkers if they did that for you. I’m glad.” His exhale seemed full of hot air, “are you sure you don't want me to help you pay for the viewtube career?”

I lightly chuckled at the notion. "No way, that's your money."

He wanted to protest but grumbled instead, “you also know if anything else is bothering you, you can-”

“I know.” I quickly spoke, “I’m sorry about yesterday.”

He lifted up his hand and patted me on the top of my head, "You better be sorry, I was worrying all night.” A tiny bit of relief fell from him, “and I won't force you to tell me all the details now.”

I chuckled, “thanks.”

"Make sure to eat your eggs." His hand lifted from my head and got up. “And we can go out today if you’d like, or chill here.”

Before he could leave the room I tried to lower his stress and my own, “I'm going to retire easy after the year, so not more drama or trouble from me." I pushed up a smile, "and don't worry, Wicks, I won't forget you when I'm rich.”

He chuckled, “better not.”

He held the door and pointed back at me, “and remember you don’t have to do something you don’t want too.” 

“I want to.”

“You mean you set your mind to it,” he shut the door then shouted behind it, “YOU'VE GOT TO GIVE UP SOME TIMES TOO!”

“NEVER!” I protested.

I ate my breakfast and I called off work not long after. Sandra offered me the resignation as usual, I declined, told her my reason and she said she understood loud and clear.

However, as two o’clock neared and as Wicks was driving us to the mall. My phone started to blow up with text messages. 

Lev: Pretty suspicious I got called in because both Lynette and Alexander didn't show up to work today.🤔 1:50 p.m.

Claudia: Heard you guys had trouble yesterday, get better soon!! ❤❤❤😈 1:52 p.m.

Zilla: I'll miss you today, Alexander.😋 1:53 p.m.

Drake: And neither told me, I should have called off too.🙄 1:53 p.m.

Lev: No way, I need someone else to struggle with me, I forgot she-beast is here. 1:54 p.m.

Zilla: 😘 1:54 p.m.

Alexander: We’ll be back tomorrow. 1:55 p.m.

Drake: WE?!?! 1:55 p.m.

Lev: YOU'RE STAYING HOME AND YOU ATE HER!? 1:56 p.m.

Zilla:😱 1:57 p.m.

Alexander: *I’LL, I’M A LITTLE BUSY I DIDN’T NOTICE. (He sent a picture of the game he was playing and there was a visible gray cat tail in the background). 1:57 p.m.

Claudia: Send a body pic.🥵 1:58 p.m.

Alexander: No. 1:58 p.m.

I decided to reply in the chat, finally.

Lynette: I’m not with him. I’m taking a break today, I will be back tomorrow. 1:58 p.m.

Lev: Hmm...is there good reception in someone's stomach? 🤔 1:59 p.m.

Zilla: Wanna find out? 1:59 p.m.

Lev leaves chat

Claudia: *laughing gif.* He left so fast. Invite him back. 2:00 p.m.

Drake: Good to hear you guys are both okay. Have a good day off, see you both tomorrow! ✌️ 2:01 p.m.

Viola: What Drake said. 2:01 p.m.

That was the last one I read as they continued a little while longer when Lev came back in the chat. But, stopped as soon as they started to really get to work. I didn’t realize Alexander called off too.

"Wanna get some chinese?" Wicks pointed to the Ducky restaurant during our ride.

"Very funny." I grumbled with a pout. "Never gonna let my food poisoning down."

He didn't respond for a moment, he then took a small breath and chuckled, dryly. "yeah, oops, sorry."

From then, the rest of the day was nice, but my phone buzzed again and I saw a giant text posted by Edgar in the main pizzeria chat.

Edgar: Hey everyone, another reminder that the morning crew should be in tomorrow at 4:00 a.m. for the festival announcement, meet at the timeclock near the kitchen, and the night crew will meet at 1:30 p.m. for the same discussion. Thank you everyone for all you've been doing, if anyone cannot make it tomorrow let me know now, please! 🥳 5:00 p.m.

What festival? I questioned in my head. I looked through the previous texts but I figured it was something discussed before I joined. At least it sounds fun...right?

...

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oh if this ain't a mood and a half

"I'm gonna eat'cha!"

"Promise?"

amazing dynamic love it

Willing prey be like

(Also as I was making this post my mom asked what I was making and I'm like, oh no lol)

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What got you into giants and vore stuff? Yes we would love an origin story to your fascination to understand how you see it.

Ninjago got me into vore 💀💀 (mainly the giant villain snake called the great devour) and every time I played with my legos after that the villain that my Lego figures would battle would always try to eat them

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I watched the goofy ass kphoria videos as a kid and found them fascinating

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He was this shark/wolf guy named typhoon and I used to imagine him living at the bottom of a deep lake in a forest and he would sometimes drag his friends down under the water to eat them and just take a nap with them in his belly

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I'm getting so anxious my legs are going cold so I've decided I'm gonna start reading Dungeon Meshi. Gonna do the classic manga liveblog format too 👍

Chapter 0

It's been so long since I did something like this man goddamn.

Oh this manga is really fucking short! Only 97 chapters goddamn. Might get to finish the whole liveblog in like, 2 rbs.

This is so silly n cute tbh

Catgirl looks HORRIFIED

Wait is, is the dwarf naked? Is he in his fucking underwear??

Thought they were praying for the food for a second

WHY ARE WE JUST RANDOMLY SHOWING A BRUTAL DEATH FROM A DRAGON THIS. THE WHIPLASH

Oh she's alive nvm

Chapter 1

Goofy ahh dragon

Love that it's formatted as a menu that's cute

Well that was a haunting introduction

Capitalism is one hell of a bitch <- pretty sure this has nothing to do with that

I love this short critter's beautiful black eyes

Why is she breakdancing to express discontent?

Man these chapters are long, like 45 pages each. That makes it almost 200 chapters since 20 pages is more of the average length.

THE BLUSH. HUNGRY BASTARD UTSYFSYSEYSRRUD

"who are you?" He was licherally there when the girl was vored what do you Mean who are you . . .

Un capo se trajo un disco.

Holy shit you can die?

Marcille you're such a girl fail it's honestly hot

Oh Chilchuck is a name i though it was an insult

Sabés el asado que te puede hacer el Senshi, te caes de culo

Chapter 2

The settings are beautiful

👍

The way death is handled feels so Weird

Laios I did not wish to learn about your bondage kink

Chilchuck is so real I love him 😭

Chilchuck why were you at the gallows...........

Chapter 3

Already got in the groove of it

He looks so distraught at the unbalanced diet

"reptilian features" "cool" "cool"

I love Laios and Senshi's relationship they're such a good team

Senshi is sooo silly

These are such good ppl tbh

THANK YOU FOR YOUR MOTIVATIONAL APEECH SENSHI

I'm using the same site I did to read Baki and bro there's a clown in the notes who keeps adding the image of Marcille being told elves are good cock sleeves and it's starting to seriously annoy me.

Stopping for now so I can eat and stuff 👍

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Ch. 85 // Idiocy // Day 59

Contents (Warnings): Lynette starts her training (slight angst, vore mentions, character and monster info as always). Read full chapter on A03

Wordcount: 2,138 (Sorry, I've been busy with some irl problems and new puppy!)

Song I correlate to this Chapter: Not found yet!

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(Nov. 25th, Friday)

Lynette

We were still off for Thanksgiving 'weekend'. Work resumed tomorrow, Saturday. So, Wicks took it upon himself to stage our training today.

That's why I was a bouncy, nervous wreck. I never used a weapon to fight someone before. 

I also wasn't thrilled to see Garter coming along. Not because I disliked him, I liked Garter, but I didn't want more people to witness my incompetence.

I don't want them laughing at me later. 

Knife? Wicks hadn't mentioned what the weapon was until now. I can't imagine a stab wound would do anything against them. They could use reversal magic and then crush me into dust.

A hand gently caressed my back, rubbing it firm and reassuringly. It jostled my sweater. "It'll be fine. We are going over the basics today. You need to learn how to handle a knife."

I didn't like the idea of being made into a tub of protein powder.

Lev. My mind whirled back to the blender incident. I knew I'd be fine, physically, yet it was an experience I never wanted again.

The umber-skinned male popped up to meet us. He always wore a cheery smile, "If you do good today, we can get ice cream too."

It's a very tempting incentive. I had to act like it wasn't—Wicks remained on standby. He waited to joke with me about being excited for some ice cream. 

I held it back. "That sounds lovely."

"You're trying too hard, Lentils." Wicks whispered to me.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I raised my chin and crossed my arms. 

"And if you fail today, no ice cream," Garter said. 

"What!"

Wicks pulled his arm back, "Yep. You even have to watch us eat it."

Garter pulled back when the elevator dinged for our floor. "Good idea, Boss. We get ice cream regardless. I like it."

"That's not fair," I whimpered. How can they be so cruel? 

Wicks stepped out first. The elevator itself already looked to be of a higher class with the mirrors behind us and the sheer size, capacity, and trim. However, the inside of the building itself felt eerily imposing. Everything looked to be made from wood, polished and gleaming with an invitation I didn't ask for.

The space felt so vast I imagined it'd fit at least two Naga's comfortably, plus I could see there were several halls that looked to branch in different directions as if they were at the center of a maze.

And worst of all, it was quiet. I didn't hear much coming from any direction, except a light tapping that I couldn't see the owner of.

Another subject that made little sense, despite the ornate details done to the walls and grand arches above, there are no chairs, tables or artwork. Nothing.

I barely took a few steps outside, before Garter threw his head in front of me. "Don't worry, I can sneak you some ice cream if you do badly."

He's sweet. 

"Thanks," I whispered back. 

The mystery behind the tapping was solved.

Garter and I moved out of the way for the thin, stalky male, much like Garter, to scramble forward. He went straight for the elevator. I ducked under the long rolls of papers.

They look like building schematics. Is this place new?

"Oh, sorry!" Their voice left in a timid croak. He flipped back to face us—he huffed, and his short chestnut locks spurred out as rushed as he was. 

"You okay, Zetsu?" Wicks put a hand on my arm and pulled me closer, unconsciously. 

He nodded, then heard the elevator door closing, and blocked it with his foot and body. It made his papers fall from his arms and onto the ground. "Ah!" Garter got the door for him while Wicks and I helped clean up. 

"I'm sorry my head has been spinning lately." I piled a few scrolls into his arms.

Wicks loaded the last scroll, "I also thought you were leading us to our block today?"

His loose smile dropped, "Yes! Good thing you caught me, ha, ha..." he let his head fall to the side. He muttered more apologies under his breath. "You're in block D, and the training weapons are out. I just got called upstairs." He bowed his head, "Thank you, Wicks, and..."

He stopped his bow. His vibrant violet eyes, which reminded me of Zilla and Zane's, inspected every inch of me. I felt like they picked at every detail of me. 

"I don't think we've met?"

"She's a new recruit," Wicks said. 

I was told to pretend Wicks and I didn't know each other and I was a rank, classless.

"Well, hello, I'm Zetsûboooooooo," he attempted to put his hand out to me and almost dropped them all again. I threw my hands against him to help keep them in place. He fixed his grip. "Thank you, and call me Zetsu for short."

"I'm Lynette, nice to meet you, Zetsu." I shared a smile, "No handshakes are necessary. You worry about getting to where you got to go with all of those intact."

As I said that, the elevator door Garter was holding open beeped. 

Zetsu threw himself back into it so it could close. "Okay! Thank you, and nice to meet you too, Lynette!" The door closed after.

"Is he a friend of yours too?" I asked Wicks.

"Kinda..." Wicks shifted his gaze. Garter pulled back from the elevator in toe. 

"Did something happen?" I asked, absentmindedly tugging at his hoodie. Is he dangerous? He seemed fine? I'm not the best judge of character, am I? My head scrolled back to Claudia. I would have never known...

Wicks peered down and gently put his hand on mine. "I'll tell you later." 

Garter walked ahead of us, leading. I released his hoodie. Should I be worried? Did I meet some kind of terrible beast? Why would Wicks not want to talk about it now? Were they something to him before.

My eyes widened, and I gasped, "was that the person you were dating? IT wasn't a LIE!"

Wicks stopped in his tracks. He flicked his head to me immediately, utterly confused.

Garter quickly got to us. He used my head as an armrest and encroached upon Wicks's face. "YOU WERE DATING SOMEONE?!" 

The anxious befuddlement grew on my brother's face. "What are you..." he trailed off. Put his lips together to keep his mouth shut and backed up. 

"You were lying to me!" I exclaimed. Garter was still using my head as a rest. 

He yelled out, putting his hands over his face. "I'M SORRY! I couldn't think of anything else to say that might sound plausible! I couldn't tell you the truth yet."

The fingers he tangled with his hair pulled more strands out, and it fell over his face.

His best friend finally let me move freely. "You shouldn't lie about a bond mate if you're embarrassed. I'm without one, but I carry it with pride." 

"It wasn't for that, Garter!" Wicks pushed himself ahead. "No more talking about this, especially not in the halls. Let's get your training started." 

...

Wicks

I can't hurt her. He didn't realize how hard it would be to simply grab Lynette out of things. 

He constantly hesitated and retreated from any slash she did.

Thus, he called a break so she could keep going over the feel, weight, and motions he taught her. 

"What's the matter, Boss?" Garter questioned. His friend loved getting up close and personal with people and to make himself their "height". Every time you do that, I feel smaller...

"What did I say about-" Wicks cut himself off and exhaled. He wouldn't argue about the 'boss' nickname today. He pressed his back further into the wall. "I'm so afraid I might hurt her."

Garter looked over at Lynette, who had her back to them. She was determined, to say the least, even though her form was subpar at best. Especially when she stood before Wicks or Garter with the training weapon. Her hands shook like a chihuahua outside in a thunderstorm. 

"You put a cloak on her; she'll be fine." Garter gave two thumbs up as reassurance. 

"yeah." Wicks bit the bottom of his lip. I would never go that hard on her, but I don't know why I keep imagining it. "I don't know."

Garter stood up straight. He tilted his head to stare at the high ceiling. Then, a bright grin peeled open his lips, his very subtle incisors were shown. "Let me take over. I'll gladly train her!"

What?! "Garter-"

He didn't even let Wicks rebuttal. 

The tall lad made his way across the grounds and to Lynette. "Hey Lynette, I will be your training partner today instead of Wicks!"

Wicks glanced back and forth between her and Garter. She looks tiny. 

The Oni of the mountains waved both of his hands at him when he saw Wicks's concern. "It'll be fine, boss—I'll go super easy on her! Trust me!"

Lynette peered at her big brother. He wouldn't dare... Garter had a track record of hunting smaller prey. They got most of those urges out with training, yet he still falls victim to it occasionally.

The only reason I even brought Garter was because I promised him we'd get some training in today. "Sounds good." Wicks shouted back. He said it for Lynette's nerves and gave the go ahead to Garter. I'll trust him.

Wicks thought, though he intently watched every motion Garter made. 

So far, his best friend didn't purposefully try to break the cloak; instead, Garter never gave her a chance to strike him. He'd quickly grab her out of a strike, pin her down, disarm her, or hold her arms up so she couldn't attack him.

He's just bullying her. 

Wicks sighed, he undid his ponytail entirely. He pet at his straighter hair. He gathered a few things so far. I should start training her in basic combat too. If she knows how to properly move and hit someone, she'd be more effect with a knife. She's relying on the strikes too much.

Garters tease echoed out in the empty, magic enfused steel room, "Do you like getting caught?"

"No!" Lynette whimpered with slight frustration. "I just never fought anyone before!"

Garter returned her knife after he poked her stomach with it, "Weird. Where I came from, you learn to fight as soon as you can walk." He waited for her to get back into a stance. He did the same. "How about I call you what we do to those who haven't learned to fight yet."

"An insult?"

He snickered, "a ginkoose, which translates to a child with newborn strength." 

Lynette shook her head in protest, "It's not my fault you guys are stronger than me—you guys are monsters."  

"In human cases, most monsters aren't much stronger or faster than humans." Garter laughed and pounced at Lynette, "So you're using excuses~!"

Lynette avoided him and continued to do so. Garter gave chase. It's going better than I thought it would. 

And, of course, as soon as Wicks thought that, he noticed Garter's black hair shifting white and flaring with volume.

Wicks pushed off the wall and ran at them, specifically for Garter. "HEY, GARTER, STOP, DON'T YOU DARE!" He couldn't let his friend try and eat Lynette.

Wicks got to Lynette, yanked her out of the way and took the force of Garter's hand as his case broke. He slammed back into the wall, it wasn't that hard, so at least Wicks knew Garter didn't lose all sense of, 'being gentle'.

Once the Oni realized his mistake, now standing at thirty or so feet tall, his four arms out and one pinning Wicks to the metal wall, he let out a nervous chuckle from between his giant fangs.

"I went a little overboard huh?"

"You think?" Wicks asked with an eyebrow raise.

"Are you okay?" Lynette got closer.

Wicks shot her a glare, warning her not too.

Garter didn't let his grip go, "does this technically mean I win since I trapped you?" His best friend said, "and if it does that mean I can eat you?"

A dastardly laugh broke out of Wicks vocal cords, he stared at Garter, "you're in direct contact with a magus, I'm not unconscious nor even trying to use any magic. Then, after trying to get my sister, you have the audacity to ask me if you can eat me?"

"Yes?" Garter said, plainly.

There was a long pause before Wicks noticed the seriousness on Garter's face, accompanied by the innocent puppy dog eyes. Wicks flailed his legs, "YOU AREN'T GOING TO CONVINCE ME, NOW PUT ME DOWN BEFORE I MAKE A SNACK OUT OF YOUR ENERGY!"

...

Hey, you, thank you so much for reading. I'm glad I put out a story that people can enjoy! I hope you continue to enjoy it as WE have a LOT more to go! YOU BETTER KEEP PROSPERING! (Nonnegotiable, as always~).

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[thefanciestborrower]

Bit of a random thought but out of all the ninja I can see Cole being the one who was the most careful and worried whenever they shrunk down when they first started because he’s the strongest and has had a history of not knowing his own strength at times (ie lava arms). Like at first he would be too scared to even touch a shrunken teammate.

But now? Now Cole is well aware of his own strength and limits and is now the most grabby, over the top of all the other ninja whenever someone is smaller (though everyone still knows he’s still the most careful)

YES YES ANON YOU GET IT Cole is simply, the gentlest man. He’s incredibly aware how strong he is and as a result actually tends to be the most delicate when handling the others a such a small size. He definitely was afraid to pick them up properly for a bit and would usually just let them climb onto his hands themselves, but as time went on and he got more used to things he absolutely got very playful. Now he knows exactly how much pressure he can apply without hurting them and he especially loves pinning Jay down with a fingertip just to annoy him. If you’re in grabbing range expect to be yoinked at a moment’s notice lol cause hey! He just likes carrying his friends around. Wu definitely helped teach him how to handle his tiny teammates carefully and is so proud of how gentle Cole is because that’s not really an easy thing to master. 

[qualityfunnyscenariosfire]

Wrongful Kidnapping

Male Mafia Fox Oc (Niki Cherri ) x wrongfully kidnapped reader (soft vore and cuddles)

It was a cold winter’s day and you were just returning home. The snow starts to fall as you make your way inside a building and up a flight of steps, your legs aching after the first 5 flights.

“Mmmh…” You groan, seeing that you were level 7. You sigh in relief as you turn to look at the hallway next to you. There were 5 doors, each having numbers to correlate with them.

You walk towards the 3rd door, the one with a dent next to the doorknob after your crack head of a neighbor decided to try and break in last night after you refused to let them use your spoons for something. “I gotta get that fixed soon, it’s ugly to the eyes.” You mumble, grazing your fingers against the large dent.

You fumble in your pocket for a bit, finding your keys in the right one. You take them out and unlock the door, immediately running inside as you heard your crackhead of a neighbor’s voice from down the hall, rambling on about needing spoons for their meth. You quickly lock your door, making sure it would stay locked for the night.

The lights of your apartment turn on as you flip the switch, yawning as soon as the lights hit your eyes. You take your coat off and kick your boots off as you start to unwind, putting your fluffy slippers on to get in your comfy state. The lights of your apartment slightly burn your eyes as you had to adjust to them from being in a white hellscape snow storm for the past hour. “Nggh, bright.” You groan, blinking rapidly as you make your way towards your room.

It was a messy, well slightly one. Your clothes were all over the floor but not on your neatly made bed, your closet was clean but it had stuff shoved in a corner, your floor was clean but there were still remnants of dust on the ground, your dressers were closed with some pieces of socks and shirts sticking out since your knobs were broken and had to be removed. All in all, your room was like ying and yang, one part clean and one part dirty.

You undress and grabs the sides of your middle drawer to pull it out, revealing your poorly folded pjs. You pick out a large XXXL t-shirt you got from a local amusement park and a pair of comfy shorts on to go with it. You put the articles of clothing on before shuffling into your bathroom, brushing your teeth and cleaning your face before it gets ruined by drool and pieces of fallen hair. “I feel fresh.” You mumble to yourself, making a goofy smile in the mirror before heading back to bed.

Your bed happily awaited you as you did one final stretch before plopping onto it, snuggling into your fluffy pillows and getting under your equally fluffy and comfy blanket. Snug as big, you curl up and turn your bedroom light off. The snow outside falls harder and faster as you heard it plop on the roof above you, making you more drowsy. You drift off just a couple minutes later, secure in your own comfy and dark world of your bed.

Until 2 hours later~

12 am.

 BANG! BANG! BANG!

“Wh-What the hell!” You jump out of bed, fumbling around your dark room as you try to figure out what the fuck is going on.

“OPEN UP!” A gruff voice yells from outside your apartment, the sound of banging getting harsher.

“Why?” You groan, putting your slippers on. You shuffle fiercely towards your door, grabbing your house keys in the process.

“Hello?!” You say, opening the door.

Two large men with a shorter guy in the middle stand in your doorway, giving you stern yet scary looks. They had guns, meaning they were ready for some business, the guy to the left of the one in the middle seemed a bit trigger happy as his hand twitched above the gun which seemed very ready to grab it and aim.

The man in middle walks towards you, smirking. “You thought you could hide from the boss? Didn’t cha.” He says in a Brooklyn accent, the smell of tobacco, smoke, and alcohol hits your noise.

“Come again?” Confused at whatever the hell they came for, you just tilt your head.

The man in the middle groans, grabbing your wrist tightly. “You thought that by simply running away, our boss wouldn’t find ya. Well, we did.” He growls, a bag immediately covers your head.

“ I don’t even know who you people are!” You yell, struggling as the two men grab you and bring you down the flights of stairs. “Let me go! I don’t even know who this boss guy is!”

“Tom! Matt!” The man in middle yells, apparently saying the two guys’ names. “Hush the tramp up!” He orders, the sound of the building door opening follows.

You felt a breeze of fridged and harsh winter air hit your knees as one the men grip you by both arms tightly. You squirm as your head is steadied before the feeling of something hard and metallic hits the back of your head. You black out with blood gushing down the back of your neck. With your limp body in one of the tall guys’ hand, the man in the middle escorts them and you into a huge black car. The guy who was on his right, named Matt, shuts the door behind himself as the car speeds off somewhere.

Timeskip~

“Wake up, tramp!”

The feeling of cold water hits your face. “Ngggghhh….wha….?” You groan, slightly mumbling as you slowly gained consciousness. All you could see was a light above your head, rope tied tightly around your wrists with your hands balled up in fists, and the guy who called you a tramp earlier holding an empty water bucket.

“Wh-Where….ngh….Wh-Where am I?” You manage to say, the feeling nausea and head pain hits you like a truck.

“Somewhere. Where no one can find you.” He replies, pulling your head back to get a good look at him. “And I’m happy to report that my boss arrived to see you. He’s never had an escaped target get so far from his house. You must’ve been a quick runner to be able to get 10 miles away from him. Let alone get that far and still alive long enough to get recaptured.” He chuckled darkly.

“I-I swear to you, I never ran away from anywhere. A-And why want me so badly?” You exclaim, yelping as the man socks you in the nose.

“Oh you better shut up about this "I don’t know what you’re talking” crap or I swear to god I’ll-"

"That’s enough Johnny."

A softer yet stern voice says from somewhere. The sound of heels click against the floor as whoever was talking approaches.

"But Mr. Cherri, I-"

��I said, that’s enough. Leave me alone with them." A growl followed, the Johnny guy walking away begrudgedly.

Whoever ordered him finally comes into your blurry view, it being a feminine male fox. He was very tall, 7 foot something being, and pretty large despite his slim fogure. Black lipstick and dark eyeshadow were on his white and orange furred face, making his expressions pop as his eyes looked down at his hands. Covering them was dark leather gloves that matched his black and white suit snd tie, faint blood stains adorning his adorments.

A scowl on his face formed as he took out a cigarette and lighter from his back pocket, igniting it. He walks towards your tied up self, blowing a puff of smoke into your face as he crouched in front of you.

”Gods damn, Johnny. Ya got the wrong person again! “ He harshly whispered, disappointment and anger washing over his face. He takes another hit, blowing out another puff as you shakily open both eyes wide.

"Wh-Who are you?” You ask.

“All you should know is that I’m Mr. Cherri. That’s it.” He responds, using the cigarette to burn through your restraints. “And it seems my goons kidnapped the wrong person. Aka you. They thought you were one of my runaway targets."

You watch the ropes fall off your wrists and legs, getting helped to your feet by the fox. "Can I g-go home?"

He shakes his head, letting you lean against him for support as he leads you towards another part of the space you were in. Your eyes making out a flight of steps that led to metal doors.

“No...not yet atleast. You’ll be staying with me in my penthouse until you completely heal from your wounds." His tail curls around you securely as you nod, watching him open the doors. Behind them lay, a mirror walled pathway that led to a small elevator, a button on the wall being pressed a to open the elevator doors, letting you walk in first.

The very bright lights sting your eyes as you lean again the cold metallic walls. He pressing the top button and watches the doors close before turning his attention back to you. He got a good look at you, seeing your hair all a mess and matted with scent of blood coming from you.

“What happened to you before my men brought you here?" He asks, seeing you shake at the notion.

“I-I’m not sure. A-All I know is th-that he and two men took me out of m-my apartment harshly, put a bag over my head and knocked me out with something hard and metallic. I awoke in chair, tied up, with my vision blurry and my head hurting like hell. I was punched in the face by him after I told him that I had no idea who you were and what was going on.” You simply explain, seeing that you two were two floors away from his penthouse which you guessed was at the top.

“Well, I’m still sorry for all the pain my dimwitted and stubborn as hell henchman did. He gets very intense and I guess he mistook you as a target of mine who escaped here 5 hours ago. They were spotted running in the same direction as wherever he found you.” Mr. Cherri says, walking out the elevator as the doors finish opening. He leads you down a long and pretty wall, seeing art and photos hanging from the sides. There were many of Mr. Cherri and this small bunny girl with him, he looked very happy in them.

“Uh..Mr. Cherri. If you, uh, don’t mind me asking…who is this?” You ask sheepishly, pointing over to one of the pictures. He turns to look at you, letting out a soft sigh.

“That’s my adopted daughter, Bonnible. She’s not here at the moment so she doesn’t know about you being here. That picture-” He says, taking it off the wall. “was when I took her out for the first time. She had just been adopted and I said to her that I would give her a day of fun. We were up until 3am that day, just having a blast.” He say, smiling happily at the picture. He then puts it back on the wall and keeps walking.

“She seems lovely” You remark, surprised at Mr. Cherri’s soft side showing so easily. I guess he talks about his daughter alot so he didn’t mind. The two of you get into the front foyer and living room of his penthouse, seeing how beautiful and pretty everything truly was.

“Your penthouse is wonderful, Mr. Cherri.” You say, looking at everything in awe.

“Thank you. And since we’re alone you can call me Niki.” He says, smiling at you as he takes his heels and gloves off. “I want you to get as comfy as you can during your stay. You can sit on the couch if you’d like.” He’s acting less stern and tense know, odd but comforting. He was in his kitchen area, making some tea for you. “

He sets you on his couch, making sure you sat uo comfortably before naking you some tea in the kitchen nearby. He hands it to you, watching you take some sips. You let out a sigh of content. “Oh what’s your name dear? If you don’t mind me askin’. ” He pondered, curling his fluffy tail around me.

“ Y/N.” You say between sips, soon finishing it. You hand him the empty cup.

“Well, that’s a wonderful name dear. Now, come with me, I’m gonna show you to my bedroom. You’ll be resting with me in there.” He says, walking right back over to you and gently picks you up with ease. He smiles at you and places his paw like hand on your face, gently stroking your cheek. “Christ, he really beat the shit out of you, huh hunny.” He coos, feeling ever so sorry at how bad you looked and all the pain you must’ve gone through.

“Mmmmh, Niki….do you have anything to help me with my soreness. The wounds still irritate me” You ask, enjoying being carried as he heads up his spiral staircase.

“Yes. I do……..but you might not like it.” He says, cringing a bit as he makes a turn down this hallway to your right and towards the door at the end of it.

“Wh-What is it?” You ask, seeing him stop at the door and do some security sequence with a laser scanning his eye.

“You’ll see...” He simply responds. You see his door slide open, closing immediately behind him as he walks into a dark room. He flicks a light switch, illuminating the area. You two were inside a romatic red, black and white bedroom with the curtains down. The bed looked all velvety and comfy with nice satin pillows near the headrest and a pretty red and white blanket. The room itself had a great view of his patio and the city at night with the windows slightly tented so the surrounding apartments could see inside.

He smiles as he sees you gawk at his pretty bedroom, placing you on his comfy bed. “Now, let’s get you out of those dirited up clothes of yours and into something way comfy.” He purrs, walking over to his drawers and pulling out a pair of pink and white pajamas. “My daughter wanted me to through these away but I was gonna keep them to use to as scraps for an outfit I was working on.” He says, handing the pajamas to you. “You can change in my bathroom.” He points over to an open door by his closet.

“Ooooh. What were you working on?” You ask, heading into the bathroom and changes.

“Oooh this nice blanket for her. But I couldn’t finish it since I didn't have enough of her old clothing to make finishing touches” He says, rummaging around his drawers. He pulls out just a pair of silk boxers and changes quickly so you don’t see him nude.

“Awww…” You say, cleaning the blood off your face and notices how swollen your cheek was. “Ow…”

“You okay in there, darlin’. ” He asks, his voice sounding worried.

"Y-Yea it's just..everything hurts." You huff, Niki gently wrapping his arms around you suddenly.

“Okay……….I know how to heal you. I only hesitant since I don’t want you to freak out once I show you my healing process.” He says, sitting on his bed with you now in his lap.

“Whatever you do, I don’t care. I just want to be healed, Niki.” You say, finally feeling more confident. You liked it.

“Alright..please don’t freak out.” He asks, licking his lips a bit. He positions you towards him, being leveled with his mouth perfectly. You nod and gasp slightly as his mouth opens wide in front of you, revealing wet, warm, and dripping maw. It was drooling rapidly, probably waiting for something to go inside it. You maybe. “Aaaaah…” Niki moans, his long tounge comes out and gently licks your cheek to get a good taste. “Ooooh….you taste soooo sweet…”

“U-uh… thanks Niki…” You say, feeling him tightly yet gently grab your arms and pick you up. He tilts his head back as he lowers you head first into his maw, making you drenched in his saliva. His tounge wringling around as he gets all of your taste all over his tounge, moaning at the wave of flavour.

“Nghh….” You groan softly as your head and soon shoulders get pushed to the back of his wet maw and down a long, tight, and wet tunnel. You hear him let out a groan as he makes a giant gulp which pushes you further down. The sound of something gurgling echoes loudly in your ears as an opening soon appears, revealing a large, wet, and dark space with a mysterious smell coming from it. Loud gurgles and groans surround you as your head plops into the space, making a wet thud. The smell if nasty hits your noise like a punch in the face as you feel your shoulders soon land with you.

At this point, your waist and abdomen were in his maw and partially down his throat. Your legs were sticking out and move a bit as he makes five very large and quick gulps to push you down quickly. Niki’s gut expands as your arms land in the space with you, his walls tighten around you to make you secure inside. His moans could be heard, muffled from inside as he licks your lower half and legs all over.

“It’s really smelly in here.” You say, seeing your chest and waist land inside with you. You slightly moved to get more comfy as your legs finally plop down with you.

“URRRRPPPPP! ‘Scuse me.” Niki chuckled looking down at his human sized gut. It was 16x it’s normal size, something that didn’t even phase him. “Sorry about the smell, I can’t really change it at the moment but the healing process will distract you from it.” He coos, hugging his gut while scooting back towards his pillows.

You were in a fetal position, feeling the liquid below you slowly rise up to your ankles. “It’s alright but what’s with this liquid?” You say, feeling it but not seeing it due to the dark.

“Oh! That’s just my healing liquids! I can make them glow for you so you can see.” He beams, sounding very proud of himself for this special occasion. The liquid do glow as he stated, revealing to be red and orange respectively. You gasp at how pretty and sparkly they were, seeing some of the liquid stick to your skin as the act like bandaids.

The clothes Niki gave you weren’t affected at all, not drenched/soaked by the liquids but your skin was. It was all slimy and smelly from the liquid but also numb and untense. His gut walls gently move around you, giving you a massage as the liquids do their thing. “Ooooh…….that’s nice.” You murmur, slowly relaxed and getting sleepy. “Then that means I’m doing good job.” Niki purrs, laying on his back to get more comfy since he wanted fo get under his covers. “Well, you get some rest dear.” He yawns, turning his lights off with a clap since he was to lazy to get up.

“Mmm…...…..okay.” You yawn. Nikk giggles as he turns to his side, making you get drenched by the liquid. It wouldn’t both you as your black eye was starting to heal from the liquid was, the pain subsiding.

“Good night, sweety. I’ll let you out in the morning.” He coos softly, falling asleep too.

[angelbornaltruist]

ykw, I should be sleeping but instead I'm gonna say that I have SEVERAL g/t themed stories I would like to write and post here but unfortunately I have as much drawing skill as a grain of dust. So I'll just vomit some of my ideas here :) lmk what you think please, ask me whatever questions u want abt it, and if you feel inspired to create something from this, awesome! I like seeing the things I create inspire people

Also I want to add that I am exceedingly lazy, so many of the titles are just the two main characters with a conjunction between them.

Anyway:

1. Lyra and Tristan

A story I've been working on for quite some time, this one takes place in a dark fantasy world loosely inspired by dark souls and the old fairytales of hans christian anderson and the brothers grimm! In it, the world is dying, and giants and humans threaten to wipe each other out in the wake of a massive war. Our main protagonists are a giantess and a human boy who try to overcome their differences and out an end to the violence. There's a lot of fluff and goofy adolescent awkwardness with this one, and some kinky stuff too for the freaks in this community (me. I'm the freak). In this story I want to cover themes of overcoming hatred, the power of love and the importance of foolish hope. Also beeg lady kisses and cuddles are an important theme but anyway

2. Juliette and Willow

In a world where a third of the population was dramatically reduced in size by a mysterious virus, shrunken people are treated as pets and slaves at best and food at worst. This is a world I really want to cover in a lot of different ways, with a lot of darker tropes like vore, slavery, and other stuff, but Juliette and Willow is a sweet story about sweet things! Juliettes a simple office worker with a history she's trying to forget, and Willow's a ragged tiny who's on his last legs when Juliette finds him on the street one fateful day.A lot of mother-son fluff in this one, with some light sprinkling of overcoming trauma and found family.

3. My Little Knight - A Series

A series of blurbs and short stories where the main scenario is different people with tiny knights! I love knights, like a lot, and I love g/t stuff almost as much, so this is more just a chance to throw these two loves together! We've got princesses giggling and fighting over flustered tiny guards, we've got dragons kidnapping new iron-clad pets, and other stuff I'm too sleep deprived to talk about lol. Easily a more comedic series I want to do, more about silly fluff and goofy scenarios and beeg ladies than anything else.

That's just some of the stuff I wanna do for the community on this site. If u like what u read, or if u don't, please let me know! And if u want me to go to sleep so I can get to work on some of this stuff asap, please let me know! Consider this my official entrance into the g/t community. Ish. Maybe later I'll introduce myself or something, idk.

[izznts]

Hey just wanted to say I love your stories! So hot! And your ocs are great. I really like vore stories featuring a couple (or more) with a bit of cute couple stuff mixed in (like teasing one another, worshipping the pred gut etc). So your stories are perfrct imo. Thanks for posting!

This has definitely put a big smile on my face. I'm so glad you enjoy the stories and goofy scenario posts that I share here. I hands down love my observer oc's (Izzy and Robin) that just naturally wait for their lover(s) to come into their presence with a distended stomach to play around with. It brings both parties a sense of joy and calmness. I hope you have a favorite pred while you've been here thus far!

Trying to get more stories posted momentarily but life things and college have been piling so I'll randomly use my freetime to post little mini stories or scenarios till I can get a full story out. I also been working on my longterm vore stories (the convict vore au, and my superhero/villain vore au)

[dine-on-darling2]

Dunno how you feel about reblogs, but Boothill definitely. I haven't really thought about Jing Yuan as a pred, more Dan Heng and Sunday personally. I'd gush, but it's been a while since I've written for HSR and I'm trying to work on a goofy sketch, and I'm sure you're busy as well, but I'm very excited to see what you end up making if you do make stuff!

That's valid lmao

I'm currently drawing non vore H SR art but I am definitely gonna write for it soon 😚

And reblogs are alright !

[heartthumpnovel]

I know usually fanart of people's work is most of the time allowed/appreciated, but what about fanfic? Do you mind if people write little drabbles based on your novel?

First off, it's heartwarming to even receive fan stuff in general that ya'll like my goofy story that much. I honestly really appreciate it and makes my day!!! To answer your question: That's totally A-ok to write fanfic of Heartthump! Just uh- I'd like to ask to not create fetish or vore fanfic of my characters please. ( Don't ask why I have to specify this :( )

[narnsandbobles]

GRAH! SILLY BLOG 😈

hi!! Im red, and if you know my main then thats coolsies, im fine with you interacting, just don't be gross

I use it/its. Im a lad so heho be not weird in a bad way.

I will usually post ab stomach stuff and goofy art, i might be a little nervous 2 interact but go ahead if you wanna!! Im also objectum and will probably talk about it sometimes :3 NONE OF MY ART HERE IS SEXUAL I DONT GET OFF TO IT I JUST LOVE DRAWING STUFF THAT IS WEIRD !!!

NSFW DNI. Sfw!!! u can like vore or anything i post about in any way u want just dont sexualize the art i make on here thank you!!

My tags ; bobles (just general stuff)

Big mister noms (eno/ch and eglu stuff)

We just got a letter (asks!!)

Eat thoughts (self explanatory)

FREAKminutos (oo heeheehoo)

Thank you for reading this i appreciate it very much!!

🎷🦐 🪘🐛

[willingcannibalvictim]

HELLO WORLD!

i’ve been on here long enough, i think it’s abt time i make one of these

heya! my name’s felix (but you can call me ultrakatty or just ultra/katty for kin purposes) and i use he/it/its/brick pronouns! I’m a sand cat and robot, eldritch, xenomorph, and ultrakatty alterhuman, so the persona(s) i mainly use represents my therio/kintypes. you’ll see him a lot here!

remember, I DO TAKE ART REQUESTS, mainly bc i get bored and want to draw. they kill my art block and are greatly appreciated.

THIS BLOG CONTAINS (SFW) VORE, BUT IS NOT SPECIFICALLY VORE-CENTRIC

did i interact with your account or reblog one of your posts and you’re not comfortable with that? message me and i’ll take it down! when i do reblog posts from non-vore accounts, i don’t have any vore-ish intentions behind them <3

check my carrd here!!

also if you didn’t read my carrd, basically dni nsfw/kink blogs, that includes if you interact with nsfw blogs. just makes me uncomfy.

SORTED TAGS

•#felix says stuff-me expressing my thoughts, views, tips, or just overall silliness. textposts. (often paired with #felix you stupid b)

•#felix arts stuff-all of the things i’ve drawn and shared on this blog. art i’ve done.

•#felix you stupid b-also textposts, but it’s all just the silly goofy ones.

•#the felix sketchverse-often paired with #felix arts stuff, this tag is used for art of my ocs rather than of specific fandoms.

•#felix’s object show-this tag is pretty much abandoned, but it was referring to an object show i was planning on working on, but atm don’t have much interest in it

•#the octet rule/tor-drawing of ocs specifically from one of my wip pieces of writing. characters that fall under this tag include octet, KIT, winter, zinc, rusty, rose, storwyth/the ambassador, koko, nyx, walter, or just scenes overall. often paired with #the felix sketchverse

FANFICS!!! (so far)

Private Donut may or may not be made out of food (but there’s only one way to find out): rvb pastrytrain fic, same size. [ao3] [post]

Break Through Your Isolation: RvB au where Caboose is a giant (he crawled out of the grounddd) [ao3]