#monokumavore

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

can we get some more monokuma prompts?

Sure! I love that evil bear.

"This is...ulp...what happens...glp...when you try...glk...to defy me! Bwwrp!" M.onokuma finished guzzling down the last of K.aito in front of the rest of his class, the bear's black and white belly now grossly enlarged and moving around as the astronaut tried to fight his way out from inside. Another noxious belch rumbles out of the bear's maw and he pats his gut a few times. "Whoo! What a meal. Now, if anyone else would like to break the rules, don't worry, I have plenty of room left." Monokuma slurps over his lips, grinning wide as he watches the remaining students shuffle back in worry. These new upgrades were absolutely the right call. He can feel every shift of the man in his guts as he struggles around for some desperate hope of survival. And even better, he can feel his stomach working hard to break down all of that live, wiggling meat for him. He hefts up his gut with a pleased groan and another slimy belch. One of K.aito's slippers flies from his jaws that time, hitting the ground with a splat. "Well! I'll be off processing this punishment. And if anyone wants to join him, just break the rules!" M.onokuma cackles as he turns and waddles off, taking the squirming and yelling K.aito with him. The next time anyone would ever see their friend, it'd be as more padding on the bear's hips. And he was going to make sure they can't possibly forget that.

"Of course, a bear's main diet is human!" M.onokuma explains with a big grin. "That's why this motive is...getting eaten by a hungry bear! And we're starting...now!" The bear leaps at the first person he could get to without warning. Despite his size, M.onokuma was shockingly strong, and he ends up getting I.shimaru in his grasp. His jaws snap open, showing off his sharp teeth and the dark gullet beyond. He engulfs the perfect's head and starts to messily guzzle him down in front of everyone else. No matter how much he wiggled and squirmed, M.onokuma wasn't stopping, and soon enough his jaws are snapping shut behind kicking feet as he sends the last of the man down. He belches wetly and pats his gut. "Oooh, that's good. Yeah, yeah, that's some real food...you better get to it and start offing each other! I'm prepping for hibernation and I'm gonna need a loooot more than this." He lifts his gut and lets it drop, sloshing around the wiggling man inside with another thick belch. "And don't think you can outrun a bear. We are very good hunters." He flashes a toothy grin as he watches the other contestants immediately disperse. Oh, he's loving this motive already. He really can't wait to have more. Maybe he'll just keep this motive going...

"Look, if you all don't wanna kill, fine! But I need some compensation so," the bear points into his open jaws, "you gotta get in there. That's the only way to graduate now." G.onta seemed hesitant staring down the much smaller bear, but it seems like he's not being given a choice. Plus, if it's not him, M.onokuma was going to just go pick on someone else. So the gentleman just let out a nervous sigh and leans down to push his face into the bear's maw. They were in the privacy of the gentleman's room, so there was no way out and no one to help as he simply wiggled and pushed his broad body down the bear's gullet and into his gut. By the time he was waist-deep, M.onokuma just tipped his head back and greedily slurped up his legs with gusto. That left him beached on top of his own gut, belching out a pair of glasses with a pleased groan. "Much better...with a meal like this, I guess I'll let it slide that you're all living in harmony. The only way to a bear's heart is after pumping through his guts, after all~" He pats his stomach a few times. Most students would notice the disappearance of both G.onta and M.onokuma. It'd be three days before anyone saw the bear again, and by then, he was looking a lot...fatter than he used to. But he seemed a lot more agreeable now, at least. "You can all live here in your worthless harmony...but I'll be picking students to 'graduate' from now on at my discression! Just like good ol' G.onta." He'd pat his gut a few times, already feeling it grumble for more.

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

Do you have any new or current interests that you feel like writing vore promts for?

Mmmm...yeah, I think I have some! I’ll do some characters I haven’t been asked for yet that I’ve got in mind.

K.ass lets out a huff as his belly settled down finally, the last of the traveling group sent packing into his gut. The blue R.ito didn’t eat men like this that often but they had been rather rude to him about his music playing! That and not being able to have food today paired for a gurgling demise for the three men. His belly bounced and sloshed around as the travelers tried to fight their way out, getting a rather bassy belch out of the normally kind K.ass. He rubs over his gut with one wing, pushing down on it and getting a noisy gurgle to ring out. “Now, now, settle down in there. You didn’t want to hear my play my accordion anymore, so now you’ll be making a new song for us to enjoy.” He belches again as his gut bubbles noisily. “...well, for me to enjoy, at least.” He slurps over his beak as his body gets right to work on breaking down the meat it was given. Maybe he’d have to see if he can find anyone for an encore performance soon. A bit more wouldn’t hurt...

A deep belch echoed throughout the now empty trial room as the monocromatic bear sat back. M.onokuma’s gut was far larger than himself, all thanks to the fact that he’d stuffed fifteen men inside of it all on his own! “I told you what happens when you guess the killer wrong!” the bear reminds his panicking students. He grins wide as that only seems to upset them further, rocking another wet belch out of the stuffed bear. “Oh man, and to think that I had so many fun motives planned for you all. Oh well...consider becoming bear fat your next motive!” He was so lucky to have so many delicious students to eat here. Thank god the mastermind planned their own fake death. M.onokuma slurps over his lips while his guts start breaking down the struggling men. He could go for dessert once he’s able to waddle off and find the mastermind. The only way out of this killing game should be through M.onokuma’s digestive tract, after all!

“Behind on your payments again?” T.om N.ook asked with a tilt of his head. The villagers nods meekly in response, to which the tanuki sighs. “That’s the third month in a row. I think it’s time for some alternative payments, yes, yes.” The villager seemed relieved to hear that and the two of them went into the home to talk. It wasn’t a very long discussion, mostly filled with wet gulps and slurps, and soon T.om was waddling back out of the house with a stuffed gut. He belches into his paw and uses the other to pat his belly. “This will do just fine. A good meal for me and a home back on the market. I knew we could come to an agreement. I think you’ll find your new accommodations much more affordable, yes, yes.” He starts waddling back to his office so he could rest the meal off, not paying any mind to the panicking villager in his guts. He was just happy to have another successful day of business on his paws.

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

that monokuma prompt was good!! can we get some more?

Oh yeah, I fucking love M.onokuma and he is painfully underutilized.

This was definitely his favorite motive idea so far. The bear's gut gurgles thickly around the partially digested student, working up a wet belch that brings back a nice flavor. M.onokuma's latest killing game was...slow going. He thought bringing in an entire group of guys would get the blood running but so far they've been docile. Not one to let an opportunity go to waste, though, he's been finding a new use for them! Every day he enters one of their bedrooms and just slurps them right out of their beds, getting to fill his gut and remove the useless participants of his game. So far he's churned up five of them and number six is busy processing right now. The others have definitely noticed the disappearances and they've definitely noticed the way the mascot has been getting larger and rounder after each one. If they've connected the dots yet, they're likely in denial over the idea of the robotic bear actually devouring them. Not that M.onokuma particularly cares how they feel--all he's really been focused on is stuffing his guts! Hell, he might toss out the killing game idea entirely and just turn this into a full-on buffet. He's already drooling at the thought of it. He'll need more participants soon then. Maybe a lot more...

Becoming the new headmaster was surprisingly easy for M.onokuma once there was an...ahem, vacancy available for the position. And of course, he wants to make sure that he runs a good school for all of his darling students. Even since they'd started running college courses for U.ltimates, it'd been a lot busier and he's had a lot more people to watch over. But that was just what he wanted. With so many people around, who would notice when a few went missing? After all, people went into M.onokuma's new office all the time. So if a few just happened to...never leave, who's to say he has anything to do with it? And all the weight he's putting on can just be chalked up to a side effect of the wonderful food he can eat as the headmaster of the school. So what if he thins the herd every so often by snacking on a few U.ltiamte students every day or so? He's just making sure the best of the best get to graduate! A bubbling belch escapes the bear as his stomach churns wetly over a few musky students. This really was the life. And besides, if someone does start to nose their way into his business, he'd be more than happy to show them where everyone is disappearing to regardless!

Being punished always sounded incredibly terrifying. That's why most people tried not to break any of M.onokuma's rules, so they wouldn't have to find out what would happen. But that didn't last forever, it seems, and when someone accidentally knocked over a vase, that was considered enough of a violation to get turned into an example. Being eaten alive in front of everyone was certainly not what they'd been expecting, but the poor guy was. Feet first down the hatch, each slimy gulp dragging him along the floor and into the bear mascot a third his height. He screamed and struggled and begged but everyone just watched in stunned silence as M.onokuma devoured one of them whole. In the end, the man was just a bulge in the bear's gut, leaving M.onokuma beached on the floor to process his meal. They could all tell the bear was really enjoying this. Digestion was a live process as well. He just laid there the entire time so anyone darkly curious enough could watch that squirming, human-shaped bulge slowly soften and shrink down until he was gone. Now that everyone knew what was in store for them if they broke the rules, they'd either make sure it never happened again...or do it on purpose.