#not vore people

[powerbottomblake]

laios: I'm gonna survive through my trek down the dungeon to save my sister by indulging in my violently intense interest of eating monsters I'm sure that will garner me no enemies whatsoever

laios 10 minutes later after failing 13 social quick time events in quick succession:

[rhiangalaxy]

Our resident snake boy! Character chosen by this week's poll! (+ a bonus og design sketch below the cut :>)

[ID: A Scum Villain Drawing. To the right is a design of Zhuzhi Lang, he is standing with his hands clasped in front of him and a green snake is wrapped around one of his wrists with a happy expression. ZZL has a demure :3 face with slighly messy bangs and long hair tied back with multiple braids and a low ponytail. Two arrows are pointing to him, one pointing to his gold and black outer robe states 'Tianlang's old robe' whilst the other simply states 'Very tol but lanky.' To his left are characters drawn in chibi style. ZZL princess carries Shen Qingqiu with an excited flushed expression going "Hello Master Shen!" To which SQQ in his arms with an exasperated but flushed closed eye expression responds "Hi Xizhi lang..." Luo Binghe in the corner behind them looks very angry and puffed out yelling "HEY". An arrow points to ZZL that says 'Bride-Stealing (it happens at least once a month)' The caption of this part is "If ZZL lived post-canon:" End ID]

[ID: A Scum Villain Doodle. ZZL drawn in chibi style, slightly hunched over with a nervous :3 expression and his hands clasped together. End ID]

[novorehere]

Fellow non-sexual vore enjoyers in their mid-twenties and older… are you out there…

[extreme-unorthodox-cuddles]

I expect you feel like I enjoy eating you because I get a big, filling meal out of it. I certainly won't deny that I love having you squirming about in there doesn't feel delightful, but that's far from the only reason.

I love having you close, keeping you safe and secure inside me. I want to hold you with my entire being, let you relax and be comfortable and warm. It's like a hug, but with my whole body.

I know you know that my stomach becomes more audible when I spend a lot of time with you, and truthfully when we're apart for a while I start feeling particularly hungry. Not the kind of hunger that I can just eat to be rid of, it's more like... emptiness, I suppose. And that emptiness vanishes when we finally meet again and I swallow you. Feeling you curl up in my belly sends a warmth through my whole body, and I finally feel full again.

I suppose the best way to explain the feeling is that when I eat you, you not only fill my stomach, you also fill my heart too.

[lesbianoms]

Vore belly test animation in Blender~

[bingusbongusbaba]

Ok this is an odd topic but...

If you like vore nonsexually, thats ok, but- if you demand vore to be treated as nonsexual and acting like kids online should be able to enjoy, please block me.

you can like feet nonsexually for example, but if you make spaces online all for admiring feet and letting people talk about how much they wanna touch soles ect, that space WILL be nsfw. Same goes for vore, an online vore space IS a nsfw space, theres no such thing as "sfw vore" online.

Please stop trying to say kids should be able to post their vore fantasies and art online, you are just putting kids in danger, YES this also applies to kids who are encouraging other kids to do it, stop it.

[stacksattack]

blehh :P

[stomach-rental]

A commission of one of my friend's characters having a Louis Snack....he's happier than normal because he has gone through some Character Development rp wise, alright. He gets to enjoy being Raspberry covered now

Louis belongs to @peachnewt and her series, Getting in Deep. The other character here will remain anonymous.

[comfyhome]

me when im at the ethical voresesh and somebody pulls out the unwilling/fatal with no reformation

[greekceltic]

Part two to my last post, in which a man gets out of a snake to confront a girl like it's a fender bender. She ran. Jacky has mojo but she also has limits XD

In the Rp she vaguely saw someone crawl out and run towards her, and part of me likes that better because it's so creepy, but treating it like a car was funnier.

[teal-fiend]

Object..pred

Sentient objects that eat people

Possibly a mimic situation, an outer shell that looks like an every day item, but the inside is organic, flesh. Maybe it has a voicebox too

an antique lounge chair, its been returned to the antique store several times over the past few decades as bad things tend to happen to its owners.

One day someone is at the store late at night, theyve broken in. Before they can bag any jewellery, they hear a voice, theyve been caught. But they dont see anyone, it seems to have come from... somewhere in the furniture section.

The voice is off-putting, and its hard to place the accent. It tells them things that don't really make sense for a person to say in this situation, about how people 'don't tend to be around at this hour of the night, a rare treat it is to have a guest'

The thief asks them who they are, or, where they are, but the voice is coy.

Curiosity overrides their survival instincts, they go over to investigate. Soon they find themselves eaten.

The next day the store owner finds, to their distress there has been a break in, but strangely nothing has been stolen. Also, strangely, one of the chairs looks ... lumpier? And it seems to be making strange noises, but it goes away after a few days.

[nomstellations]

open discussion the community on here is so rough i would honestly leave if i had anywhere else to go. the us vs them mentality is strong and very harmful, when people try to talk to each other they just argue and never listen. the community is split between the two stances of "you like nsfw vore porn and are a freak" or "you are a wholesome only sfw vore lover/you are a minor" with no room for nuance because its been pushed out by all the arguing. its hostile and it sucks and i don't blame anyone for wanting out. theres so many issues here that cant be easily fixed but all the god damn fighting doesnt make it any easier

[hemipenal-system]

she's intersex and you're inherguts

[nombitenary]

when camping in lovely clearings, make sure to keep an eye out for hungry giants. looks like christopher decided to give these folks a warmer tent. how thoughtful.

[extreme-unorthodox-cuddles]

As is likely obvious from my posts about it, I am definitely pred leaning, but still

There's times where I just wanna snuggle up in the pit of a pred's stomach, cozy and warm, protected by the soft muscles of the organ around me. Feeling the pressure of where they glide their hand over their belly, a silent way of saying "you're safe, I'm here" to me.

Sure, I'll be wet, slimy and in the dark, but that'll be overpowered by the fact that it's soft, it's warm, it's cozy, I'm safe, I'm happy, I'm loved.

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

Miscommunication (Sea Speaker)

Grian had, emphasis on had, been working on the mer ramp as he’d been calling it. That changed when two of the cleaner mers had splashed him turning into a distraction. Currently, they are playing some version of Pictionary. The avian looked at the picture intensely. Shrimpy said something the other, making the wrasse shout back. Grian still couldn’t tell what was said, but he guessed it was teasing as the shrimp giggled. “It’s not Island.” he thought aloud. Another voice sounded behind him making the avian jump. When he had turned he saw the eel mer, Banana, or so Grian called him. He’d never personally been near it before but he knew that they spent a lot of time around the two Grian was currently with. The golden eel looked at Grian, saying something he guessed was an apology, due to the neck scratching. The wrasse explained what was going on though, pointing at the picture. The eel hummed then wiped a hand over the picture earning what the avian knew was a “HEY!” from Stripe This caused Grian to sit down near the wrasse and stroke his back. The mer swam closer to grian, likely enjoying it. He spoke to the others pointing at him, Grian hoped it was something nice. Though now he could also make out the eel drawing something in the sand. The avian leaned over trying to guess what it was, it looked nest-like almost. “Nest?” He asked. The eel did a close sign with his fingers. Grian mumbled things out loud to himself. What was similar to a nest, a bed? “Bed?” Another close signal, Banana started drawing again, this time it looked like a human home- oh. “House?” The eel looked at the two cleaners. One said something but the other one nodded to Grian. “What about it?” The eel turned back to the two who sighed. “Do you mean like location?” He tried considering the ‘island’ they had attempted before. All 3 heads nodded. “Oof, uh, I mean I don’t know where from here, but, I lived near a river, as well my diet is fish. An Estuary I think they’re called.” He paused to think. “So I got used to having a bit of salt water in my diet, and the occasional odd fish, but some fish could still eat us, it was scary.” The 3 mers were looking at him, still interested. “Oh, uh, well, if you want—” he sat down. I can tell you some stories.” There was a happy splash from Stripe. “Alright uhh, well, first one, someone you know- er I think? But the dolphin, Pearl! I knew her from there, I was learning sea speech from her, but then she and her pod left?” Grian paused for a moment. “Anyways, back to the happier stuff. I first met her when we were being introduced to them. Some of the others shoved me in the water, playfully. But I don’t think she knew that as she barked, er, its what someone called it, at them until they left.” The avian smiled thinking about it. “When it came time to learn, she shoved another dolphin out of the way, she wanted me so bad.” Grian chuckled through the thought. “I hope the other one's eye was okay.” He mumbled out loud. “Uh- but we were both a lot younger back then, Pearl was I want to say maybe only triple my size then? But she was playful and had an odd, but effective way of teaching me. Honestly, I’d love to have her teach me still, but false being able to speak to me uh, well in my language-.” He did a soft cringing expression. “No- offense?” The Mers spoke. Grian couldn’t guess what, but none looked angry, so he continued. “But it worked well for me. She definitely still caught on quicker than I did. I suppose at the time, I didn’t realize how important that would be.” The eel said something but then the wrasse splashed him. Banana spoke again, smiling and showing off his sharp teeth. Grian wasn’t sure if it was a threat or not. The wrasse splashed him again, once the water fell back into the ocean the Eel shot at Stripe. The claws missed but he pushed off the sand, his back was to Grian, but the avian could make out the eel’s jaws sliding over the small mer.

The avian tensed at that. Banana turned back, facing Grian proudly, arms sticking out his lips. The avian’s wings puffed up, he could feel the blood draining from his face, worsened by the body of stripe moving around poking at the cheeks with what he guessed was its tail. It didn’t matter though as the eel slurped its arms in. Grian could see the cleaner shrimp mer was attempting to walk away, but the eel did too. Its tail shot out blocking it from the sea. It swallowed, sucking the squirming Wrasse down before turning to talk to Shrimpy.

Grian turned away this time before the eel’s mouth slid over the shrimp, he heard a swallow and looked back, tail still sticking out the mouth, it likely didn’t attempt to swallow it yet. The avian’s head turned as he could hear the faint angry yells of the wrasse. Another swallow came silencing Him and the eel sucked the shrimp down as well, there was a much more visible lump in its throat from it. Most likely it was forced into a ball or decided to curl up. Some more swallows came, the large mer’s head in the water while doing it, sucking water down, likely to help swallow the cleaners in him. Weren’t you supposed to avoid eating them though? The eel then turned to Grian, a tongue ran over its lips. Grian fell backward from his shaky legs and shook his head side to side saying no, having lost his voice. In his mind he screamed for his dumb body to move, why wasn’t he moving? The eel pressed forward, sliding under the water to wet itself before, digging a hand into the sand and, pulling itself towards Grian.

The avian finally moved his legs and accidentally kicked sand at the eel, frantically trying to push himself away from its mouth.

The eel spat out the sand, and Grian made out a growl before it pulled itself over him. It lowered its chest on the avian trapping him before licking his face playfully.

Grian pushed at the eel's chest with his feet, and his face with his hands. The mer chuckled though and licked across Grian’s face more.

The avian moved his face to the side, and soon after warm breath moved over his cheeks. Grian’s eyes moved to look, and he soon let out a loud screech just before Banana’s mouth slid over his head.

He kicked at the eel’s chest with his feet. The tongue moved around its mouth, licking Grian’s face and neck. Grian himself had shut his eyes to keep them from getting licked, using his head he thrashed it around trying to get the mer to spit him out. It wasn’t working, instead banana had started licking at grian’s neck making the avian peep in distress. Hearing it Banana paused most of his body movements, though after a swallow, one to drain the spit from its mouth, the eel moved more of itself over Grian. Grian now whipped his wings up splashing sand over the two of them. The mer grumbled and gently grabbed the avian's wings, and then the kingfisher's arms. He forced them down, but not hard, not hurting grian at all. The avian chirped loudly in distress, The eel kept on though, sending more and more of the bird hybrid in. It stopped as Grian’s face neared the back of its mouth. The avian could make out the throat moving with the small amount of breathing the mer could muster out of the water. He flung up more sand around them, though he could feel the ground slipping away from under him. He let out more panicked noises as his feet felt air. Banana wasn’t swallowing him what-. Grian felt himself gently dragged out, Banana using his tongue to make sure He couldn’t be cut by his teeth. Once out the avian saw a hand, then he turned to who it was. It was the arm to another mer, a black-tipped reef- SHARK! The avian peeped his wings flapping wildly. It surprised the shark, but it still put Grian down lightly. It then turned its attention to the noodle of a fish, Banana, scolding him it seems. It mentioned something though that surprised the Eel as it turned with an apologetic look to Grian. It warbled something back at the shark who put it down. After some pushing and gagging from the eels half the two cleaners were pushed up and out into the shallows with a small splash. Both were fine, none angry or scared even. Not that Grian could tell at least. Stripe did shout something, but when he saw Grian’s expression it shifted, before turning back to Banana and Bapping his face gently.   The shark slowly turned to face Grian. Unlike the ones he had met before it seemed gentle, a soft frown on its face, teeth not showing. It asked something to him, or started to as it stopped realizing Grian couldn’t understand it. It then used its hands, a finger pointing at Grian before asking “O-K?” The avian nodded slowly before looking nervously at the Eel. The eel had Stripe in its hands, Stripe was reaching his hands into Banana’s mouth but the larger seemed uneasy.  Grian nervously looked back at the shark who did the motion he learned meant safe. He looked between the two of them, before a slow nod, but Grian decided he’d take a break, it was getting hot out anyway.