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[philicheesecake]

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[nomstellations]

Ahh, finally. Their feisty little meal has settled down.

If you steal food, you get to be food. Its a simple rule to follow when living with a predator- but *someone* wanted to contest that rule after eating their dinner. They liked it better this way truthfully, they liked how they squirmed. After an hour of struggle and some loud sloshes and gurgles from their stomach, they finally settled into stillness. Now they could relax...

Apparently their stomach agreed with that sentiment, contentedly churning and burbling around its meal. Kneading their hands into the somewhat large bump in their middle, it stirred up a few glorps and groans as its meal shifted around inside. They were going to really savor this full feeling...and their prey should have learned their lesson. They were hoping that they didn't, really...

[dededos]

橋下膝腿腰 027/365

[poet-to-none]

A chapter weekly and only that, because one has to savor the end era of the chronicles, and its. . .its. . .aliens. . .

[nyxi-pixie]

finally did groceries everyone cheer for me

[roseytoesy]

Yehehehehehe!

This was partially my fault cause I learned that a polarbear a stomach can stretch to fit a lot of food in it. Like 20% of the bears body weight can go in in one sitting. So yea he could eat inkling. Though thanks to the smaller more consistent meals on the octopod he’s never had to push himself to that limit. Not since he was a fresh young adult on the sea ice.

But yes inkling is fine they are both fine. Barnacles is just uncomfy cause wow that’s a lot more than usual. Poor man’s needs some good belly rubs after he lets inkling out

gonna put this under a cut cuz its a different ratio than most of my other stuff(closer to quarter/halfsized), but barnacles n inkling?

maybe the shrinking tech is temporarily borked, and its late at night, he isnt thinking straight and just... shoves the guy in anyway. luckily inkling is really malleable and not very big compared to the captain, but its still definitely a stretch and he was not expecting it. its honestly a miracle the professor didnt get nicked by his teeth or claws during the escapade,, and when he finally wakes up its not going to be particularly fun/// at least no long term damage happens, and inkling is honestly kinda reminded of back when he lived in the deep ocean with higher water pressure. its just a lot warmer... and ..... breathes.........

[comfyhome]

OH I forgot I never posted these !!!!! g/t and halfsize :]

[supernormalblogname]

hehehe hi... sequel / retelling of this little story but from the pred's perspective this time. pred has a sweet little crush on a sweet little prey. once again not specific characters, second person perspective, halfsize, safe & soft

You were a Predator. Eating people was just what you did. And most people knew this. Nobody really talked to you, but everyone knew you. But even being infamous, you got a steady stream of new prey in the form of people who hadn’t been warned yet, people who didn’t look where they were going, people who couldn’t run fast enough…

You never really cared much for other people as people, you barely remembered the faces of the people you ate, and you’d certainly never had a “crush” before. But well, that was until you saw them.

You caught them staring at you from across the way. They were small, and they had this sort of dumb, silly look on their face, surprised, and blushing? Ah, they were… really cute. Without really thinking about it, you gave them a smile, and watched their eyes widen just before another person yanked them away. Sad, they could’ve made a good next meal.

You found yourself thinking about them a lot since then, more than you had ever thought about prey before. Something about their cute little face stuck in your mind. You started noticing them around. At first, it was just coincidental, but eventually it started feeling like they were purposefully showing up in all the same places you were… ah, whatever, they could do what they wanted, it was their fault if you got hungry. And you were far from upset about getting to see them again. 

But, the more you saw them, the more the thought lingered in your mind… you really wanted to eat them. To taste them. To feel them filling out your stomach. It was a different kind of hunger than the one you were so used to. A hunger that made other meals feel unfulfilling. That made a stomach full of someone else feel emptier than ever, because it wasn’t them in there.

As the little prey kept showing up, following you around, you found yourself often in situations where you could totally just grab them and eat them right there. But instead, you hesitated, missing chance after chance. You were… worried, about coming on too strong? - but, why? You never cared about the feelings of your prey! You were a predator! Seriously, what had gotten into you…

One day, you were standing in an alley you often lingered in to hunt, gulping the last of your latest catch down, when you felt a presence behind you. Despite being known as a predator, you didn’t like to be caught actually eating, but you had been eating way more recently trying to suppress this new, insatiable hunger, that you had gotten a little bit sloppy.

Stomach full and squirming, you turned around to meet the eyes of your uninvited audience, only to see

The person of your admiration, looking at you with another dumb, silly, cute expression, eyes wide, and face bright red.

Without even thinking, you gave them a smile.

And watched them bolt away as fast as their little legs could.

It was very cute, but it made you a little bit sad. Your hunger for them was only getting worse, but after seeing that, you doubted they would hang around you much longer… you needed to take your chance the next time you saw them. You needed them inside you, no matter what you had to do.

Thankfully, your chance came only a few days later. You lingered in that same alleyway, thinking about grabbing someone off the street to fill your hungry stomach. When - as if there was some sort of predator god above shining its grace down on you - the very prey you were hoping from walked by.

You wasted no time in striking, grabbing them harshly and pulling them into the shadows of the alleyway. They didn’t struggle much, instead, freezing up in your grip. At first, they stared at your stomach, as it growled. They have no idea, you think, how much its been growling for them, specifically. Finally, your prey looks up, and meets your eyes, with that dumb, silly, cute expression. You gave them a smile, and their eyes widened. You can feel your heart beat faster in excitement. You’ve never felt this about a prey before…

You weren’t good with words, and you never talked to your prey, but you just had to say something to this one…

“I know you’ve been watching me, little prey…” you say, voice low and growly, admittedly, it's a little bit out of use. You watch their face turn redder, and they squirm just a little bit in your grasp. They’re so cute.

“I bet you’ve been wondering how it must feel, to be eaten…” you lean in a little closer. They seem to try to say something, but instead they let out a tiny squeak. You can’t help but laugh a little bit, They’re so cute, they’re so cute. Ah, you can’t take it anymore, you need them inside you.

And so, you open your mouth wide, and in goes their head. You don’t often spend time tasting prey but, oh my god, they taste better than you could’ve imagined. You slide your tongue across their face, and a satisfied hum escapes your throat.

But, despite how good they taste, you can’t wait any longer, and so you bring their head to the back of your throat, and…

Gulp!

You swallow them down ravenously, in strong, thick gulps, feeling them squished down, down, down by your throat muscles. They barely struggle, which just makes it easier to send them down to where they belong. They’re so easy to swallow, and it all feels so right. It's like they were made to be eaten by you… or maybe, you were made to eat them?

Despite them being on the small side, once they’re finally in your stomach, you feel fuller and more satisfied than you have in ages. You lean against the wall of the alley as you feel your prey squirm around inside you. You place a hand on your full stomach, feeling them move around underneath your touch, as your stomach growls and groaaans, satisfied.

“You were delicious.” you say to them, and you just barely hear their squeak in response - ahh, they were so, so, so cute… you really weren’t familiar with “crushes” and “falling in love,” but for now, you had the object of your affection firmly sealed away in your stomach, and that was a start.

[dapurinthos]

coruscant map, star wars galactic maps: an illustrated atlas

tumblr: wtf is wrong with you trying to upload a 80.4mb png???? FINE. you can have the halfsize in a jpg then.

[extreme-unorthodox-cuddles]

Hello I have returned from the eldritch void pit to provide something that some Evil (but still safe) Thoughts™️ led to the creation of

Overly possessive pred and less than enthusiastic prey that isn't particularly fond of them

Safe vore, halfsize, unwilling prey

Almost out now, nearly to the door. Just a little further to freedom. He snuck through the house in the dead of night, his small size in comparison to everything around him making it easy to move about undetected.

He reached up to the handle, attempting to open the proportionally huge door, but it wouldn't budge. He twisted and pulled it harder, nerves beginning to heighten.

"Now, where are you going at this hour?"

His heart stopped. He flipped around and pressed back hard against the door, eyes fixed on Wulfric directly ahead of them.

"W-wait, please, I just- I just want to leave." Andrew stammered out, heart pounding in his chest. "Ple- please just let me leave."

"Oh, but why on earth would I do that?" he answered, approaching the quivering would-be escapee, "The world out there is so cruel, but I'm keeping you safe here. You have everything you could ever want here."

Wulfric stopped right in front of him and squatted down slightly to have their faces be a bit closer together. In a fit of panic, Andrew flung his arms at them, but he caught them with ease and wrapped his fist around both of his wrists and hoisted them up to have their faces be level with each other.

"Now then," Wulfric stated, a menacing grin on their face, "I'd better put you somewhere nice and safe so that you won't be tempted to wander off again~"

Andrew's heart plummeted. "N-n-no, wait, please! I'm sorry, please don't, I'm sorry!" He wriggled about, trying to free himself of Wulfric's grip, but it had no effect, and his pleas were quickly muffled as his head was stuffed into Wulfric's gaping mouth.

A mixture of tears and saliva covered Andrew's face as his arms were freed briefly before being pinned to his sides as Wulfric began to swallow him down, his legs writhing in a futile escape attempt. He felt gravity shift as he leaned his head back to swallow him easier, and Andrew felt his powerful throat muscles pulling him deeper in, still silently crying.

Wulfric gave a few more gulps, hauling him further down each time, until Andrew's feet finally disappeared, and he let out a deep, satisfied sigh. He looked down at the bulge in their torso and gave it a couple firm pats. "There we go, much better~"

Andrew jolted slightly with each impact he felt on his back, curled up in a fetal position. They could hear Wulfric's voice all around them. "I do love when my meals are active~ But that doesn't matter now, you're all mine, my delicious little prey~" His words sending shivers down his spine. His quiet sobs were drowned out by the groaning of the stomach they were trapped in.

Andrew felt the telltale shifting of walking before feeling his gravity change again, now with stronger pressure on his front. A hand glided up and down his back, no doubt Wulfric revelling in the sensation of being full. "I'll let you out after I get up, so you better get comfy in there~"

Another night spent in this fleshy prison. Sure, it was safe, but still far from preferable. But Andrew had no say in the matter, so he had to reluctantly accept his temporary fate.

He cried himself to sleep again.

[nomstellations]

Voretober D1- Space

Stargazing was your unfortunate hobby, as you lived in a place with lots of light pollution and cloud cover. You never did let that stop you- on a good night you could make out a few stars in the sky, and that was enough for you. You couldn't help but yearn for more, though....in certain places you could behold the whole Milky Way. If only that could be you...

Yet here you were sitting on your roof as you did every night before bed.

The stars above were sparse. Only a small handful of the brightest ones in the sky were visible beneath the moonlight's glow, faintly twinkling. It was the same view as always....but you swore you could see two new bright ones up there in the sky. They definitely weren't planes....but there wasn't any way you could've simply missed them on your countless nights stargazing. Though come to think of it...the sky was darker than usual. All the clouds were gone, and...

The two stars blinked. Slowly and in sync, like a pair of eyes.

You had just enough time to register that those might not be stars at all when the whole sky moved. An unfathomably large head craned to look at you, and then...in an instant it was gone. Instead of a giant figure you registered that before you was something well over 10 feet tall, gazing down at you with those white starry eyes. It was wearing an astronaut suit- though it looked worn and damaged in some places, with holes leaking blacker-than-black goop. Its head was round a with a bright orange ring around it, and you swore you could hear a faint whistling coming from it....like it was sucking the very air around it into itself.

"You..." It spoke; its voice was a deep baritone that sounded as if it was trying words for the first time. "You...look? At stars?"

Needless to say you were hesitant- some weird dark alien showed up out of nowhere and offered to show you the stars. Would you be abducted...? You DID want to see, truth be told. And who knows, maybe this could be a fantastical adventure away from your boring life. Deciding to go against your gut instinct, you nodded.

While you were hesitant, it nodded. It tilted its head to the side for a moment, in deep thought. You could swear you heard some sort of growling sound from it...but it didn't look hostile at all.

"I am....Sygnus. Of the stars, I am born. I can show you...what they really look like, if you would like."

Sygnus shifted, moving closer to you. He really towered over you- his hands were big enough to eclipse your head! He was pretty gentle with lifting you up, and his featureless blob of a head suddenly split at a hair-thin seam...revealing a slowly opening maw full of glittering stars. It twinkled and shimmered with a rainbow of colors from nebulae and stars alike. You could even swear you saw miniature planets in there! It was like he had a whole universe inside him, and you were entranced.

So entranced....that you didn't notice the pull on your body that started the moment they opened their mouth. You also didn't notice you were being placed inside until the cool and gooey texture of their body was apparent. Before you could move or protest, a VERY powerful gulp sent you straight down their starry gullet. In an instant, you found yourself floating in a galaxy. The stars twinkled around you, nebulae swirled around your body, the planets danced and shimmered...it was like you were transported to the center of the universe. You could still breathe, and while you were floating...reaching out to touch a planet resulted in you touching something slimy and cold. Was this the stomach of that alien? You didn't feel hurt or anything...

Maybe you could stay for this light show, for a while. This was better than any planetarium you've seen!

[dededos]

[trash----panda]

Open

(no minors)

Not super active on tumblrr but imma shoot my shots, roleplays are open um....

Trade offer, you get: oc art, doodles, rants, insider lore

I get: roleplay partner, ocs to draw, more lore, a friend

Content warning below... vore

Yes:

G\t, magic, halfsize, vore (non-fatal only), immortal ocs, basically any ocs, semi-lit, angst, gore, introduction of lore, non-permanent injuries

No:

Nsfw, hard vore, death of any ocs, permanent injuries, op characters, gas, same size, canon characters(like non-ocs), gacha drawings (nothing against you guys, just an ick from amino)

Anything else feel free to ask, i dont mind doing no-vore roleplays too

[eeljawz]

hello!!! my name is z, i’m 24 and use she/they pronouns :•} welcome to my freak blog, i’m a huge dyke and i love drawing lesbians

first and foremost, ⚠️ THIS IS AN 18+ BLOG ⚠️ i only post about vore and other kink/nsfw stuff, therefore i will be checking everyone who interacts and all minors/ageless/blank blogs will be blocked on sight!!! i do not mess around - this is partially for my safety but most importantly, for yours! whether you like vore in a sexual way or not, i do, so all of my posts are nsfw. plus i will definitely reblog some other nsfw stuff here and there, so please respect my boundaries and do not interact with me if you are under 18 or else you will never see my stuff again EVER no matter how old you are :•} also, do not interact if you support/post about incest, zoophilia, pedophilia, etc etc even in fictional settings. i do not fw any of that and i do not want to see it 👍

occasionally, i will draw vore-related fandom stuff. i hardly ever share these things but if i do, i am on my hands and knees BEGGING you not to tag the name of any characters or media in reblogs. this is a freakzone and i would feel so horrible if someone was subjected to weird kink art of their blorbo.

likes, follows, etc will come from my other blog (pocket-arcade)! :•} i’m kind of a lurker and don’t post a lot but you’re always free to send asks and messages!!! if i’m ever late to respond to an ask i promise i am not ignoring you; sometimes it takes me a while bc i’d like to do a drawn response or i’m thinking of how to respond <3

check under readmore for a taglist and some other stuff!

tags:

• art

• yapping

OCS:

• cal (any pronouns, usually she/they)

• jess (she/her)

• otis (he/him)

• fera (it/its)

things you will probably find here:

• vore obviously (mostly oral, on occasion unbirth, NO disposal)

• fearplay/straight up unwilling

• object vore (my fave!!!!!!)

• g/t and halfsize vore

• weird gay sex here and there

• general horniness

[boiled-ginger-ale]

Masterpost

I don't want any NSFW/fetish blogs interacting with me because I don’t see g/t or vore in that light (or anything; I am a sex repulsed ace), and I want to keep this a safe space for other Sfw and minor run blogs. If I see you I'm gonna block you.

Hello, I’m Pop(or whatever you wanna call me) I’m an 18 year old aro/ace artist and avid enjoyer of sfw g/t and vore. I don’t post regularly but when I do you can expect doodles and short writing blurbs.

If you’re worried about a vore blog liking or following you, I promise it’s not because I see your work in that light, I probably just thought the piece was cool and you’re more than welcome to block me if it makes you uncomfortable

I don’t exclusively post vore art, so if you like the g/t but not the other, I tag all the art with #sfw vore, so it’s really easy to block anything you don’t want to see

If you know me irl, no you fucking don’t

Do I take requests? Yeah! I love when other people interact with me, even if I forget to be active ;-; so send in prompts or asks or even just tell me about your day; below I’ll have a list of things I’m ok drawing (extends to conversation as well)(if it doesnt comply i probably wont answer)

Do’s:

Sfw g/t

Halfsize(less familiar with but I’ll still do it)

G/t vore

Safe/soft vore

Fearplay/angst

Dont’s:

NSFW anything

Same size vore

Fatal/hard vore

Foodstuff(drinks r chill)

Full tour

Romance(I’m just a hater) ((and aromantic))

Fandoms:

Hermitcraft

Traffic SMP

Mcyt

Octonauts

Also you are allowed to draw/write/do stuff with my ocs (or me)!! You don’t need to ask permission just try and follow my dos&donts on content and maybe tag me so i can see the pretty doodles?

Thanks for reading my masterpost :)

-Pop

[uniondeptofmed]

A friend of mine said that halfsize/human-size mechs work the same as larger ones, they just shrink you down to tiny size so you can pilot them effectively, and if things go wrong you can be stuck at tiny size forever. This isn't how it works, right?

Hi!

That is definitely exactly how it works, make sure to pilot all 1/2 sized mechs effectively!

Thanks, The Intern.