#hairy pred

[wholegrainvore]

catguy pred eating lil mice people is soooooooooo awesome to me. Need more of that I think

[ryanmarshallryan]

Art Reflects Reality - A Prey's Birthday

Carter had been enjoying some community with some new friends of his local chapter of a gay rugby association. They played hard on the field, then they played hard afterwards, often partying or hanging out together, and always eating big.

Some of the guys accidentally came across some vore art Carter had drawn of himself getting swallowed, when it fell out of his bag one day after a practice.

“Hey this is good!” one said to Carter, who looked a bit mortified at the paper in another’s hands, “Don’t worry mate, you’re in good company.”

“No kink shaming here,” said another. 

“Sounds like a good way to get protein,” another said with a wink and a slap of their gut at Carter

After that Carter assumed the other guys had forgotten about it. But when it came to his birthday, he discovered he had been wrong. One of the guys who had seen the drawing, held out a large envelope to Carter, with “Happy Birthday” written on the outside. Carter opened it to find a very well done comic sketch of a vore scenario. In the art Carter saw himself being swallowed head first, by another one of the players during a rugby practice. There was another comic panel showing the aftermath and the pred saying “Sorry, I was trying to catch the ball, accidentally caught you in my throat instead!”

“Been meaning to get back into art for fun, so I decided to take some inspiration to make you something for your birthday.” Carter was speechless at hearing these words from his teammate.

The player went on, “Oh yeah and some of the guys have another surprise as well.” Just then five other players lined up and started lifting their shirts off over their heads and casting them aside, “If you’d like, feel free to choose a belly to lounge in the rest of the day.”

Carter looked puzzled. What could they mean?

The guys laughed, and one piped up “Maybe he needs a demonstration.”

“All right then,” said the artist player, who promptly stripped off his own shirt and walked over to the other who had spoken. Carter watched in disbelief as the artist was lifted off the ground and swallowed whole in less than a few moments by the other player, who sat down with a thump on a bench and began rubbing his gut.

“Oof, great, idea Carter, great idea,” he said, “Wanna rub?”

Carter came over and cautiously felt over the player’s hairy belly, with his mouth dropped in awe, “How did you do that?” Carter felt the prey player writhing around underneath the layers of fat.

The player gave a great belch, “It’s your birthday, mate. Feel free to watch and rub a gut… or if you’re adventurous… why not get inside one?”

Carter considered a moment. He heard a shout of approval from the artist prey, and decided it couldn’t be that bad in reality if there were no signs of pain. Maybe vore in real life could be fun. But how?

“Oh yeah, and don’t worry mate, we each got a whole bottle of Tums if it gets too tingly in there.” said one of the big bellied players jiggling his belly, “happy to have you be a snack to hold us over for your birthday dinner, but don’t wanna lose a player off the team to a digesting belly.”

Carter smiled and shrugged, “Ugh I wish I could choose all of you,” looking around at the bellies in front of him. One player had a round hairy gut, another more smooth with a low hanging gut. Another had one that looked like their gut was hard as a rock. He decided upon the last in the line, a player named Kai, whose round, flabby belly looked soft and cozy, roomy but still snug. 

Kai gave Carter a smile, and took his hands and placed them on Kai’s belly, “Wanna get cozy up in here?”

Carter nodded enthusiastically, and stripped off the rest of his clothes. The other players lifted Carter up in a fireman's carry, and tilted him downward into Kai’s waiting maw. Kai made quick work of Carter, swallowing him down into his fleshy belly with the ease of someone a pro at eating. Carter felt himself jostled around inside Kai’s belly, and saw the faint red light through Kai's shirtless belly fat. He could hear muffled talking and laughing, felt a jolt as Kai must’ve sat down, and heard a car rumbling. Carter felt around his enclosure and got comfy, experiencing his vorish dream for the first time in an unexpected birthday fashion.

Quite suddenly he felt Kai’s stomach muscles begin tensing and relaxing with intense force and thought that they might have waited too long. Carter felt a twinge of fear and arousal, assuming that Kai’s stomach was about to begin digesting him right now. Bracing for the stomach acid to burn his body, and the air to leave his lungs for good, Carter tried to let go of inhibition and relax into this final birthday adventure, when suddenly he felt himself thrust upward back through Kai’s throat and into the waiting arms of half a dozen players, who forcefully dried him off with towels and had him throw on some clothes.

Carter was both relieved and a little disappointed in his vore experience being over, but the fun did not end, the boys chanted a drinking song while leading him into a local bar. They ordered him a piece of cake, and continued singing joyous melodies of “he’s a jolly good fellow” and such, much to the annoyance of some other bar hoppers.

After a raucous chorus of another song, one of the other potential pred players leaned in close and asked Carter, “Had enough of being in a belly? Or still wanna try out the other guys’ guts?”

On his other side the artist friend leaned in close, “Reynolds is probably big enough to fit both of us if you’re looking to try some fun a little different.”

Within five minutes the crowd was chanting on Reynolds, who had swallowed the artist friend already, and was beginning to swallow Carter, headfirst.

“I could get used to this as a post game activity,” Carter suggested to the artist friend, as they squirmed around in Reynolds belly. Through the thick layers of fat, they could hear a chorus of “Happy birthday dear lunch meat! Happy birthday to you!” Carter never thought he’d be so aroused and excited to be called “lunchmeat” by a group of big men, but alas, birthday magic makes the strangest of scenarios wonderful and memorable.

[bitterkarella]

Identifying furries by their fursonas

Fox- this is the default fursona for the default furry, namely a twink with a blown out fucked to death asshole

Vixen- Girl fox referred to as a vixen is an egg, girl fox just referred to as a fox is an out trans woman

Kistune - the same as above but weeb flavor

he-wolf - a greasy guy who weighs 12 pounds soaking wet and wears a fedora. republican.

she-wolf - the butchest bull dyke you ever saw

coyote - manic depressive. always on something. the drug connection at any furry party

Cat- always a woman

black cat - could be any gender but always goth

kitten/kitty - a trans sex worker, has an only fans they really want you to know about.

bobcat - older dude. wants people to think he's ex-military

Jaguar - an older black guy. will probably have the word "black" in his fursona's name

lion - just a huge asshole

tiger - another asshole. old. wants you to believe he's ex military or ex-police, probably a member of the dorsai irregulars. major grill dad vibes

jackal - a huge asshole and a slut. white gay racist, probably transphobic

cougar - either a trans woman or a terf. there's no in between

Horse - white woman who identifies as 2 Spirit or a guy who wants to be stomped on

Pony - gay nazi

unicorn - either the absolute gayest dude you can be or a 9 year old girl. sometimes a late in life transition

Tanuki - latino

badger - either a huge lesbian or an old avuncular straight guy. possible sex pest

Raccoon - nature's greatest mistake. too normie to be furry, too furry to be normie. dilf.

bat - either a goth or a real annoying shit (some overlap). invader zim fanboy. doesn't drink alcohol but claims to act crazy on "sugar highs." definitely has dabbled in webcomics

cow - a woman. maternal. mom friend or mommy dom. milf. possibly trans femme

steer - a big strong fat rough trade gay guy

sheep - mom vibes

pretty much any farm animal - mom vibes

domestic pig - wild card. might be a wet and messy fetish thing tho or a trash eating thing. loves to be stinky. loves to talk about being stinky.

wild pig - trans masc

skunk - either a fat beardy guy who has a tumblr blog about animation squash & stretch or a stoner gal. very straight. the straightest. a kinsey 0. has strong feelings about what the fandom used to be like before there were all these kids in it.

rat - is a huge asshole as a front, probably likes talking cigars

lemur - autistic

sloth - 420 blaze it. will never finish any commissions

chakat - an older cishet man who thinks the fandom is too political & refers to "anime" as "japanimation"

sergel - nazi

citra - the biggest dipshit you've ever met

procyon - furry equivalent of the thomas jefferson miku binder pic. you should not be talking to this person, this is a literal child

weasel - a girl with cluster b personality disorders

ferret - a person who has at least one pet ferret, but probably many

mole - this person thinks they're in a beatrix potter story

guinea pig/chinchilla/jerboa/gerbil/any kind of fat rodent you can keep as a pet - the sweetest person you will ever meet

armadillo/pangolin/anteater/aardvark - smug, contrarian. "i just wanna be different"

mouse - vore fetishist, prey. sub.

hyena - vore fetishist, pred. probably trans masc

otter - a dommy twink, possible enby

bear - gay

panda - absolutely a white person pretending to be asian. probably running a gofund me scam with a suspicious story about how they're a professional nintendo gamer who injured their hand or something

bullfrog - a huge fat hairy straight guy

any other frog - inflation or rubber fetishist

axolotl/newt/salamander - genderfluid enby

rabbit - trad wife trans woman

squirrel - autistic and gay

deer - gay

gazelle - zootopia megafan

monkey - punk DIY artist type, definitely loves weed

ape - absolutely baffling. nothing this person does or says makes any sense. you will be left wondering whether you're speaking to a child, a person with severe mental issues, or someone who doesn't have english as a first language

elephant - mom friend

hippo - a fat fetishist or a transformation fetishist

rhino - an older cishet dude who wants to project a curmudgeonly yet approachable aura

kangaroo - definitely not an australian person. extremely focused kinkster, usually feet or inflation. more STDs than should be possible to carry

koala - an asian woman

virginia opossum - anarchist/communist punk trans man who makes zines and/or comics

australian possum - just here to have fun. wants everyone else to be having fun too. wacky funster. (sugar gliders and flying squirrels fall under this category)

any other marsupial - poser

monotremes - extreme poser, don't even bother

doberman- gay dude who tops from the bottom or a cop (there is some overlap)

german shepherd - a nazi or a cop (there is substantial overlap). definitely a furry raider. he will wear his cop uniform to con and after con will post videos pretending that someone was rude to him

afghan - arch femme

basset hound - racist

puppy - sub, probably an egg. extremely draining. cries a lot

all other dogs - just dudes being bros (gender neutral)

dragon - the furries of furries. like to talk about eating "sammiches" and "chocklit." probably an adult baby lifestyler. they will send DMs that just say "hi." they like to RP and when they contact you about a potential commission they are actually just trying to trick you into RP

griffin - the same as above but also a brony

snake - sissy hypno fetishist

turtle - an old man, probably southern. an ironic grandpa.

other scalies - furry in denial. either a child or an old person from CYD. the world's last something awful goons

any fursona with latino vibes - white

any fursona with asian vibes - latino

any fursona with native american vibes - eastern european

avian - girl who's not like other girls. hippie. vegan.

raven/crow - agender voidgoth

chicken - mom vibes

dinosaur - the absolute biggest nerd. probably has an actual degree in paleontology. definitely dresses like miss frizzle.

any invertebrate - not a real furry, their girlfriend just made them get a furaffinity account before they could get ass. either that or they've never even heard of furry, they just came up with the idea of anthropomorphics from first principles. a biology teacher or weirdo (there is some overlap)

amoeba - this is a troll

[malevoreenthusiast]

Do you think Gavin has a boyfriend? I could totally see him dating some cute freshman boy he either met outside of college or he was placed in his building and just thought he was too cute to eat. And if he does do you think his boyfriend realizes that Gavin is a pred or not?

Thanks for the ask! Great question; I think he does.

I feel like something that has definitely happened somewhere along the lines when Gavin was having a binge of his residents, making his bulging, slightly hairy belly gurgle in satisfaction and contentment is finding a guy who likes it. While he usually needs to pin guys to the floor or wall with his gut and force them into his armpit or pecs to calm them down when they try to escape, one freshman in particular made no motion to flee. In fact, while Gavin was slurping down the freshman’s roommate, this guy started rubbing his growing belly, kissing it and groaning as he listened to the gulps and gurgles his soon-to-be boyfriend was making. Now, anytime Gavin has a guy stewing away in his dome of a belly, he calls up the freshman to dote on him and care for him. One thing lead to another, and Gavin and him started dating. Gavin’s boyfriend loves pushing his face into Gavin’s belly once it’s gone soft and his prey is just a pile of mush churning in his belly. Plus, he takes the RA’s thick cock like a champ.

I think it’d be pretty impossible for someone to be Gavin’s boyfriend without also knowing he’s a predator. The guy is way too voracious. Although, if someone he was dating didn’t know, I think that may be a sign that they’re next on the menu.

[rustyanddustychevron]

Drawing suggestion, if I may!

I would love to see vore with Claus as the pred, but him wearing a button-up shirt and suit at a formal event; attempting and failing to hide the fact that he's eaten someone (that hairy belly makes it quite obvious, lol).

Your work is superb, thank you so much!

Yeah he might've gotten a bit woozy and not realised that he was munching on you. Hope you don't mind though! You fit him so well!

[dreambright]

LAIKA/CHRIS/NIMBUS. ⚣⚢. white. 28yrs old. bi. sick in the mind body & spirit. I don’t tag nsfw or drug use.

im a dog im a wolf im a computer im a guy who is sometimes prophetic im a crazy sentient collective hivemind of weirdos im a ghost im spiritually a mess im off my meds aka deadbeat faggot. schizo loser. I’m afraid to leave my house. welcome to my diary <3

NHL: ravens, browns🫥, eagles, bears, commanders, vikings, bengals

CFB: Ohio State

NHL: nyr 🫡, sens, cbj, blues, stars, kraken, caps, oilers, sharks, wild, mammoth, preds, canes

i like: sports [NHL NFL CFB], critical role, airplanes, mass effect, yard work, monkeys, minecraft. fat hairy males, robots, newport 100s, working out, carebears, bonfires, reading, dinosaurs. leather. im a big orb (marble) guy. cyberpunk 2077. weird gay women. birdz.

[ryanmarshallryan]

I've been having a lot more people reach out about the vore stories I write, so thought I'd throw it out there if anyone wants to donate to help me have more time to write stories, or likes my style and wants to commission something let me know over dm!

I usually write thinking from a prey perspective, but was feeling hungry after eating salads for a month and switched to pred for this story.

DIET BACKFIRED

I love my weight. I think my belly looks great on me. When I see those old statues of historical figures with dad bods I see myself and love it. But after gaining 25 pounds in a few months from stress, I decided to try out a diet for a bit, just to be cautious of my health. Man, it was hard. And this morning my hunger took control.

I was preparing a salad, heated up some chicken to mix in, sprinkled in some shredded cheese, spinach, lettuce, cucumber, tomato and such. All I could think about was how wonderful it would feel to have a full belly again. Not just feeling satisfied, but pigging out and shoving as much down my maw as possible. Feeling the gainer bug while also trying to diet was not going to work for me. I tore through my cabinet to find an old box of cookies. I opened the box, came to my senses and closed it, then decided I didn’t care and ate the remainder in one sitting. To try to slow myself down and tire out my palette, I tried to eat a bunch of lettuce, but then added a bunch of croutons and snacks without thinking. I still felt hungry, but just left the kitchen to stop myself.

Later, I hung out with my work-out buddy, Max, and vented about my hunger, “I’m still eating a lot! Just replacing chips with a lot of low fat snacks. So if the quantity of food I’m eating is the same, why am I always feeling sooooo hungry? Ugh.”

“Bro, sounds like you need a cheat day. But, hey, if you’re stressed about having too much high fat food, I can help you eat big while still holding back on the chips.”

“Well it can be helpful to sit with the feeling for a while. So if you start feeling hungry, write down exactly what you are craving and what that feels like. By the time you are done writing it out, if you’re still hungry for it… go for it. If the feeling passes, then move on,” Max continued.

“I’m sure we could try it, but I don’t see how much of a difference it’ll make.” I replied. I knew Max worked as some sort of private personal trainer or something on the side, so I felt inclined to believe him, but my stomach was doubtful.

After our workout, we visited a smoothie place and got large chocolate banana protein smoothies (after writing out what I was craving and waiting a moment before deciding to go through with it). I sucked mine down so fast I got a mild brain freeze.

“So how are you feeling? Hungry for another one?” Max asked, playfully placing a hand on my gut and giving it a quick rub.

“Ugh, I would totally go for a burger and fries right now… no, onion rings… actually both,” I replied, as Max handed me a notepad and pen. I wrote down the menu in my mind and thought about how it can be nice to feel so full without another care in the world.

“It’s been a few minutes… still hungry?” Max said with a sly smile.

“What do you think?” I asked him, lifting my gym shirt up to reveal my hairy belly, which gave a perfectly timed gurgle.

Max drove to my favorite burger joint and ordered a few meals and insisted on paying “This is my idea, don’t worry about it… for science!”

After downing two large burgers, a full bag of onion rings and a couple sides of fries, plus an apple that came with Max’s meal that he was too full to finish, I sat with my gut extended out in front of me.

Max leaned over to me, pulled my shirt up over my belly and patted it with his closed fist as if knocking at a door, “So how are you doing, hungry guy?” He put his ear to my side and listened intently to the stomach gurgles, occasionally making sounds of “Mmm,” “Yes, I see,” “Interesting.” I couldn’t help but burst out laughing at the absurdity of Max speaking to my belly.

“What’s so funny about listening to your gut? Intuitive eating is no joke,” Max said with a joking smile, “What is your stomach telling you?”

I thought for a moment, grabbed the notepad and wrote down ‘Though I should be full and done eating… Ice cream would hit the spot right now… Surely that would fill me up, and fill the void the low fat snacks have opened.’ I handed Max the written note.

Max looked from my belly to my eyes with a poker face, “I know just the place.”

In a few minutes we rolled up to Max’s apartment. Inside he pulled out some pints of cookies and cream ice cream and some mint chocolate chip. He handed me a spoon and opened the containers and sat across from me.

“Do you want me to get a bowl?” I asked.

“Nah. Try to intuitively eat. Just eat until your body feels done.”

“So… eat until there’s a nationwide ice cream shortage?”

Max threw his head back laughing, “If we get to that point, maybe we’ll pivot to a new tactic, but for now, feel free to eat as much as you want.” He looked endearingly into my eyes, and I felt my gut rumble, whether by digestion or hunger, or both, I couldn’t discern.

As I scooped down ice cream, we chatted about hunger, about scarcity mindset when it comes to food, and he told me some interesting facts about digestion and how to make room in one's stomach faster than normal by laying on the left side.

“Is this the stuff people need to know for your personal training work and such?” I asked.

“Personal training stuff?” Max gave a look of puzzlement then laughed, “I think I said that sarcastically a while back. A few guys pay me to help them gain weight and eat big. So sort of a personal trainer, but kind of the opposite effect that most would expect.”

“Ohhh, this tactic makes a bit more sense now,” I replied, continuing to eat the ice cream.

“Well, I thought if I encouraged you to experience the ability to eat as much as you want without restriction, you’ll realize that you don’t have to eat everything. It sounds like you are always hungry, because you are always denying that you want food.”

“Hmm, I suppose that’s true,” I went to scoop up more ice cream then realized I’d eaten all of it.

“How are you feeling?” Max asked, rubbing the top of my belly.

I felt a grumble deep in my stomach.”I can definitely feel my belly full of food, but I also could definitely do the whole thing all over again.”

Max considered me for a moment, then started listing off some random digestion facts again. He put his head on my stomach again, lifted my shirt off my body, listened again, took his hands and gently opened my mouth wide and peered down my throat, until I started laughing and he couldn't hold my mouth open.

“What are you doing? You think my stomach is gonna speak back to you in English?” I joked.

“No… but I wonder if I could better understand your hunger if I could better see inside your gut. Hmmm, maybe even just peering down your esophagus…”

“Don’t you need a fancy scope for that or something?”

“Not if you’re willing to relax your throat for a moment…” Max said. I shrugged, and he straddled my lap and shoved his head into my mouth. I could feel his energetic breathing against my tongue and wondered how on earth he could see anything down my throat with his head blocking light from the outside.

I heard a muffled “I’d like to see a bit further…” and felt him push his whole body forward into me. His shoulders shoved their way into my maw and stretched my jaw wide like an opera singer. I choked a little bit feeling his scratchy hair make contact with my uvula and the bottom of my tongue. I reflexively closed my lips over his skin and swallowed as the hair and breath tickled my maw. I realized that my peristalsis must have taken a bit of control, because I was surprised to see that I was looking down at his lower back with his arms pinned to his sides. I felt his nipples and pectoral muscles sliding against my tongue and felt his head squeezed tightly through my lower esophagus. What was going on? Though the sensation was filling me with dopamine and adrenaline, I realized that somehow my body was getting ready to eat a whole human, so I mentally prepared myself to try and regurgitate him. But instead I felt him force himself deeper into my throat, as his feet pushed off against the floor, and his upper torso wriggled and squirmed to slide deeper into me. I felt a sloshing in my gut, and heard a muffled intake of air and the continuation of more digestion facts being spewed out of Max’s ever curious mind obsessed with digestion.

Since Max seemed so intent on getting inside my stomach, and I knew I would need to breathe soon, I decided to help him out. I lifted his legs up over my head and felt gravity pulling him down my throat. I pulled his gym shorts and such off him and felt the interesting texture of his little belly over his abs, mixed with gym sweat and belly hair, felt past his hard on and groin, and his thick thighs as they all passed over my tongue and against my soft palate. My stomach finally began to feel full, as it sloshed with its soupy contents of dinner encasing Max’s squirming upper body. I knew Max’s hands had been freed from the tight grip of my esophagus as my inner stomach felt a peculiar tickling sensation with Max rubbing it from the inside. I felt him poke around and heard his muffled casual observations about my stomach.

I felt Max’s muscles seize up as he put his legs together tightly and let them slide easily down my throat. I felt his cold feet tickle my tongue, uvula and esophagus until they finally plopped into my stomach and I felt my throat open enough for me to exhale and breathe in more oxygen finally.

I took a few moments to gather my thoughts and catch my breath, feeling Max move around and curl up into a ball inside my tight stomach. I looked down to see the bulge his head made toward the top of my belly, with other odd bumps sticking out that I assumed were his knees and feet pressing up against my stomach walls. I felt his clammy hands push up against my stomach as he surveyed his new situation.

“Max, I forgot to write this craving down first.” I said, jokingly.

“Don’t worry I already did!” I heard him shout back, hearing it almost come up through my own throat. I stared in confusion at the opened notepad next to me and flipped to the last written note that read ‘Ice cream and everything else isn’t satisfying enough. Maybe eating me will do the trick. - Max’

My belly gurgled in surprise, “You planned for me to eat you?”

“I did shove myself down your throat, didn’t I?”

“But why would you -”

“Hey you didn’t try and stop me, bud,” he replied. I felt a pat against my belly, and shivered a little bit.

“Yeah, but I thought you just wanted to glance inside, but you wriggled in deeper!”

“Are you mad that I did?” Max asked. I felt him shifting his weight inside my gut and resting into me.

I considered the events of the night. I had really craved a day to just eat all I wanted, and Max gave all that to me and more. Even though I definitely didn’t expect him to force his way onto the menu, my belly felt much more satiated than it had been. “... I’m not mad at you… just want to make sure you know what you’re getting into… but I do have a confession.”

“What is it?” Max asked, shifting around and pressing his head up against the place where my hand was resting on my belly.

“I could go for some orange sherbert right now… I think your diet tactic failed.” My stomach added a large grumble and groan in agreement.

“Failed for you, maybe. But I’m cozy!” Max tried to stretch out a bit and I watched my stomach bulges shift in a funny manner, and felt my belly tighten and knead Max in response. “Plus, I think I figured out why you’ve been so hungry lately.”

“And what have you discovered?”

“That you should have eaten me ages ago! Once I’m digested into belly fat you’ll have more energy stored in your cells for longer, so you won’t be as hungry all the time! It’s simple science,” Max replied matter of factly.

“I’m not sure that science is sound, but as long as you’re happy, I’m fat and happy.”

“If you don’t think the science is sound, maybe you ought to repeat the experiment. Have a cheat day every once in a while,” Max replied, as he curled into a tight ball again and let my stomach relax and get to work over him. “I know I’ve been seeing that cute guy at the gym drooling over your gut, you know, the one who always wears that green hat? I’m sure he’d love to be a part of your next cheat day once you’ve had enough of your salads and diet again.”

I enjoyed the peace of feeling Max getting comfortable deep in my gut. I took deep breaths and felt my diaphragm move Max around slightly as my chest expanded and contracted. “Maybe I’ll ask him. But I’ll leave it up to him whether he wants to take it as far as you did tonight.” I rubbed my belly and stared, mesmerized at the lumpy spots on my belly indicating Max’s body relaxing against my stomach walls. I felt his heartbeat in polyrhythm against mine, with his breathing patterns tickling my stomach walls. I tasted the lasting flavors of his skin on my tongue, mixed with ice cream and other sustenance I had downed throughout the evening. Good thing we worked out first, to balance out this sharp intake in calories. So I suppose even if I had a cheat day from my diet, eating a whole human balances out to be healthy, right?

[digestavore]

Imagine if in this universe tinies existed and we were students among the giant preds. I have a feeling if we were paired for a science project the theme will be about the digestive system and I have a feeling I won't live to see presentation day hehehehe

Oh yeah, you'd be inside my stomach on day one for sure 😏 no way you'd make it to presentation day, I'd just be showing off my fat hairy gut and the fat you added 😉 too tempting just to eat you....and all the other tiny students....

[snuffedcat]

can u make me the most fucked up strade alter possible :3

Anon, I would be HAPPY too. ;3 I made him as fucked up as I could THIS ALTERPACK IS INTENTED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY! please keep in mind that this pack is made with the intent that the individual using this pack will treat the terms, personality, and attractions SAFELY, CAREFULLY, AND CONSENSUALLY. Please don’t take this as me condoning anything irl 😭🙏

︵ ₊ Name :: Strade , str*de, kilgore , butcher , bloodrush , marrow , tendon , flay , ︵ ₊ pronouns :: he/him, h*/h*m, guro/guros, gore/gores, muti/mutilations, ri/ribs, blood/bloods, ki/kills, vi/violents, vile/viles, dec/decay, red/reds, gut/guts, rot/rots, hallow/hallows, horr/horror, blood/bloodsoaked, death/deaths, victim/victims, pred/preadator, wound/wounds, snuff/snuffs, scream/screams, cry/cries, yell/yells, bone/bones, slash/slashs, cor/corpse, flesh/fleshs, clot/clots, meat/meaty, bi/bite, clo/clot, cask/casket, but/butcher, twich/twitches, sin/sinner, injure/injures, broken/brokens, cut/cuts, rip/rips ︵ ₊ terms :: prn who shall not be named, prn who is feared, prn who lurks behind, prn who everyone warned you about, the guy online your parents warned you about, prn who is blood soaked, prn who chases, the photographer, prn who will make you a star, prn who owns you, prn who lures, prn who is allergic to showers

︵ ₊ genders :: masc. disturb gender, snuff gender, bloodyorgancoric, voidbodiment, lustbodiment, korngender, strangerembodiment, deadrotgender, liebodiment, destructionbodiment, woundthing, loudmusicgender, dangerthing, meatabyss, sadomascobodiment, cautionmasc, stabbed gender, bite masc, hatebodiment, gender decay, knifemasc, gore dream, bodyhorric, ragebodiment, rotgender, mold gender, stain gender, preadatormasc, pedobodiment, fleshgoregender ︵ ₊ Presentation :: very masc. ︵ ₊ cisIDs :: leg pain, greasy, fucked up hands, stiff joints, hairy, fucked up ︵ ₊ transIDs :: killer, no empathy, German accent, German speaker, German, snuff film director, starmaker, groomer, pedo, online groomer, kidnapper, alcoholic, contacting, scars, darker skin, brown hair, hygiene (a LOT worse), smell (dried blood, cvm, sweat, and BO), child partner, bigot (choose your flavor), older, programming, cult leader, harmful, abusivecaretaker, teacher, olderbrother, smoker ︵ ₊ otherIDs :: permagrooming, permaowning, permamanipluating, perma🍇ing , permatorturing, permadrunk, no sexual/romantic id

︵ ₊ para :: ☀️🔦🐾 ξ 🧟🦴🧬🤕🥀🛏️🍬🩸⛓️💧📸🪓🚰

︵ ₊ ageID :: 34 ︵ ₊ physical age :: 34 ︵ ₊ age requirements :: treat as age

︵ ₊ species ID :: human, sometimes thinks as himself as somehow different than other humans- a more special one. ︵ ₊ physical species :: human

︵ ₊ disorders / MUDs :: NPD, ASPD, ︵ ₊ symptoms that stand out :: thinks of himself as better than other people, rule breaking, no guilt

︵ ₊ functions :: persecutor, transharmid holder, attraction holder ︵ ₊ sources :: BTD 1 ︵ ₊ kins :: Fumus (Okegom)

︵ ₊ aesthetics :: gorecore, Midwest gothic, older brother ︵ ₊ likes :: horror, scaring others, gore, guns, collecting knife’s, ︵ ₊ dislikes :: feeling trapped, getting called out on his tricks, ︵ ₊ music :: 1 2 3 5 ︵ ₊ boundaries :: be very clear when he makes you uncomfortable, don’t use tone tags or anything, don’t tease him

︵ ₊ notable traits :: often aggressive- sometimes unintentionally, forgets to shower a lot, likes hands on work, likes to build, desensitized to intense subjects ︵ ₊ appearance :: darker skin, fatter, greasy brown hair, wavy hair, eye bags, stubble

︵ ₊ typing quirks :: extremely optional, doesn’t use often.

Hey, I’m StrAde. HD:w are yD:u?

O = D: a= A ︵ ₊ hex codes :: 771818 465F4B AB6873 D5CCAD 665B54 ︵ ₊ sign offs :: 🩸🔪🍴🥩🧠🫁🫀🍺🛠️🪓🧨🔫 ︵ ₊ other notes :: I smell him through the screen

[hunkhauler]

We're in it for the long haul

tl:dr

This is a vore and kink heavy rp blog

Rules are basically, be nice, understand I have a job and other hobbies and blogs outside of this, don’t follow or interact if you don’t care for the aforementioned content and let me know if I make you uncomfortable

Stats and Larger rules under the cut.

Stats-

Name: Raymond Avarice

Bio: A strange trucker who always seems to pop up in some odd places while hauling something or someone in that big rig of his.

Occupation: Trucker for Inhuman Haulers LLC, does various odd jobs on the side

Vore Role: Heavily Pred leaning 90/10

Age: Looks to be in his upper 40s or lower 50s

Personality: Friendly to a point of being a flirt, a tad domineering

Gender: Male (He/Him)

Current Height: 8'10

Current Weight: roughly 600lbs

Current Bodyshape: Bulky and strongfat, very apparent musclegut and pecs with just a bit of curve to his backside, hairy

Current Species: Human (Mimic)

Skin Color: Tan

Eye Color: N/A His eyes always seem to be covered. either by his bangs, cap, or convenient shadow

Current Color and Hairstyle: Curly brown and medium length along with a beard and a goatee

Current Ass Size: 20 inches across each cheek

Current Crotch: An two foot long cock that’s a foot thick along with a pair of nuts that span a foot along in diameter each

Usual Attire: A red plaid shirt, denim jeans, and his trusty trucker hat

Abilities-

Absolute Absorption: From biological material to souls to demons or gods, nothing is truly safe from his bottomless insides. Unless he wants them to be.

Shapeshifting: This comes in two different types of shapeshifting

Type 1 is simply shifting around his bodymass or adding stored mass to his body to increase his size. He can also soften his body to make it malleable

Type 2 is a complete transformation to another species, this requires some sort of sample to go off of either biological or spiritual.

He can also use these methods of shapeshifting on people or objects through touch

Current M!A effects-

None

Rules-

Be nice and realize that I do have a job and other obligations so I may not be here 24/7

This is a nsfw heavy blog so no minors, muns, muses or otherwise.

IMs and Discord will be used for OOC convos only, if you come at me in character in IMs I will either ignore you or give you a gentle reminder

This is going to be a standard style rp blog (ie the character is not actually running a tumblr blog) most interactions will be face to face unless specified otherwise.

Let me know if you’re uncomfortable with any kinks and I’ll be sure to steer them away from you, especially if you feel if I’m about to cross a line, note when it comes to bolded kinks of the vore log I won’t even touch them unless you tell me at some point that you’re comfortable with it and that is a right you are free to revoke at any time, so if at one point you give me permission to put your muse on the vorelog but change your mind later and don’t feel comfortable with it, let me know so I can take it down

All kinks will be tagged appropriately

Bolded kinks will be put under readmore

Kinks-

Yes- Vore (Being Pred) Alternative vore Expansion Hyper Sized Endowments Light Slob Anthro Muses Demi-human muses Human muses Robotic/Android Muses Monster Muses Bad Ends (Giving) Gas (Burps) Post-vore disposal (Cum) Post-vore Disposal (Scat) TransformationOlder Muses

Maybe- Heavy Slob Gas (the other kind) Hypnotism Dubcon Sex Daddy Kinks Vore (Being Prey) Bad Ends (Receiving)

No- Health Issues Unintelligent Feral Muses/Beastiality Noncon Sex Underaged/Loli/Shota Muses Pregnancy Diapers/ABDL Gore/Violence/Kinks that involve excessive pain Toilet kinks (Without vore)

[digestavore]

imagine we're at uni and you're the typical mean bully pred. known around campus and constantly showing off your swinging belly full of students and faculty. one day you decide a useless fag like me belongs up your sweaty, hairy, rank arse. so you catch me in the hallway, shove me down to the ground and stuff me up your arse in front of everyone.

I mean, that just sounds like my uni experience 😏 a whole uni of students to gorge on. I got so fat off them. And yeah, I'd shove you up my rank arse, just like the rest. Add you to the mass grave in my guts 😈

[barabaraoranges]

faqs

so where does the username come from?

my love of puns, fat/muscular hairy gay men, citrus, and capybaras

do you accept requests?

nah, not really. my energy is really off and on, so i wouldn't be able to guarantee finishing requests in a timely manner. i also really only write stuff when i've got inspiration and energy. you are welcome to throw me thirsts or ideas in my inbox.

what about dark content?

i have written dark content in the past, but i honestly don't really see myself writing dc for date everything! i also don't really identify with the community any more due to the tendency to dismiss important topics (eg. racism, transphobia, misogyny, etc.) as "annoying discourse".

if this concerns you, here's a list of dc topics i've written: monsterfucking, knifeplay, gunplay, pred/prey dynamics, dubcon (unfair power dynamics), heavy BDSM (cockstepping, shibari, bondage, lifestyle), mindfucking, sacrilege, slasher. i don't fuck with incest (stepcest, etc.), noncon, underage, and yandere.

darkest thing that i'll write here is probably BDSM, unless there's like. something crazy that makes me think "oh shit, this would be fun to write".

if this makes you uncomfortable, i totally understand and i'm not gonna pitch a fit about it. you've got your boundaries. as a reminder, every single thing that i write is heavily tagged

you mentioned being disabled?

yeah, i've got the fun wombo combo of hEDS and POTS. plus, a slew of other chronic pain/illness and autoimmune issues. if you know about ironmouse's immune system issues, think the exact opposite. my immune system is so good that it is literally attacking my own body. unless i know you, i won't divulge too much about my health stuff since i tend to be fairly private

will you ever, ever write fem!readers?

there are very, very few situations where i can see myself writing fem!readers, especially for het situations. admittedly, i also don't really feel like i'm knowledgeable enough on how to write transfems accurately. if anyone has good resources on how to write transfems respectfully, please do feel free to link me.

what other fandoms are you a part of?

i tend to avoid fandoms in general and stay in my own lane. but outside this game, i may post about mass effect, dragon age, okami, elden ring (wife posting with malenia), dropout, spiritfarer, fire emblem (radiant dawn, specifically), and other things that grab my interest. i might post original content sometime in the future, we'll see.

have you heard about xyz discourse?

unless it's something actually important like source material or someone or a trend being wildly, legitimately problematic (racist, transphobic, etc.), i really do not care to hear about fandom discourse.

[hungrydragondyke]

heyyyy🐉

i'm an irl dragon and a nonbinary lesbian and also pretty strictly a dom service top. in a relationship, just here to catalogue things i enjoy. known as "big dumb dog" and "hairy creature" in certain circles. atp gender is kind of out the window i'm pretty much just an animal but probably boy leaning i guess (in a butch way). also im 19

BIG fan of: breeding, biting and scratching, size difference, primal shit (pred/prey dynamics and such), Lesbians <3

casually into: worship, bondage, somno and similar cnc type things, oviposition, vore, some petplay

NOT into: incest, age difference stuff, anything involving the patriarchy or misogyny, honestly most things involving cis men in general

TRANSPHOBES AND TERFS AND BIOESSENTIALISTS GO AWAY FOREVER!!!!!! I LOVE YOU TRANS PEOPLE!!!!! I AM SO SORRY FOR EVERYTHING TRANS WOMEN AND I AM GIVING YOU A WARM HUG AND A BOWL OF HEARTY BEEF STEW!!!!!!!!!!!! NEVER GIVE UP!!!!!!!!!! *smashes a building with my huge tail*