#parasite prevention for pets

[verysaladobservation]

Spring Pet Safety

The season of the year when pets are more likely to have serious illnesses has arrived with spring. Even though the season is well-known for its pleasant weather, blossoming plants, trees, leaves, and flora, it also encourages a variety of allergies, infections, and mishaps. Learn how to keep your pets safe in spring, and for any veterinarian assistance, contact the nearest veterinary hospital.

[ourpetwarehouse]

The Top Myths And Facts Regarding Worm Infection In Pets

[orcinus-veterinarius]

Information to know about your pet… before you visit the vet:

- What kind of food does your pet eat? Include the brand name and flavor, as well as the amount fed and how often they eat. Remember that “one scoop” doesn’t mean much, so be sure to quantify it in cups, etc. before your next visit. Don’t forget to mention treats, or any recent diet changes!

- What medications, if any, does your pet take? Please know the drug name, dosage, and frequency, as well as how long they’ve been on it. Preventatives count as meds too! Different brands protect against different parasites, so be sure to know which your pet takes.

- Is your pet ever exposed to other animals? This includes animals in the home, at the dog park, groomers, daycare, boarding, and play dates with neighbors or friends. When was their most recent exposure?

- Is your pet up to date on vaccines? Which ones? Just the core vaccines (rabies and DHPP for dogs/FVRCP for cats), or non-core such as lepto, influenza, Bordetella, and/or feline leukemia as well? If not up to date, did they ever receive any vaccines in the past, and when?

- Does your pet have any relevant medical history? Please disclose any previous illnesses or surgeries you are aware of to your vet team.

- What is your pet’s spay/neuter status? Different reproductive diseases affect intact and altered animals. If you’re unsure, just let us know!

- Has your pet traveled recently? This includes everything from trips out of the country to a day drive across town for a swim at the lake. Certain toxins and diseases are more prevalent in different environments.

- Is your pet nervous or aggressive? There’s no shame in this! Please let us know for our safety and your pet’s.

Remember that not all vet visits are planned, so be sure to learn this information ahead of time. I hope this helps better equip you to advocate for your pet!

Fellow vet professionals, feel free to add on!

[allperfectpets]

Flea Treatments for Cats: How to Keep Your Feline Friends Pest-Free!

Welcome to our complete aide on flea treatments for cats! As committed feline darlings ourselves, we comprehend the significance of keeping our catlike companions blissful, solid, and liberated from troublesome insects. In this article, we will dive into the universe of bug control and offer important bits of knowledge on the most proficient method to shield your cherished kitties from these small disturbances. We want to furnish you with functional exhortation and master tips that will assist you with outclassing different sites and guarantee your felines remain to bother-free. We should bounce right in!

[caremaven]

what kills fleas on dogs instantly

As a dog owner, you may have noticed your furry friend scratching more than usual. This could be a sign of fleas, which are a common problem for dogs

[petcare31]

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[suguru-getos]

Hellooo❤️ how are you doing today? Would it be ok if I can request yandere!gojo x cursed spirit reader?

Heyaa! I’m doing great nonnie-chan <3 hope you’re doing well, too!

Yandere Gojo Satoru x F!Cursed-Reader: Curses & How to Prevent Them

Satoru has a secret, his beautiful, mesmerising special grade that he found on a mission. He doesn’t know why he didn’t exorcise her… except for the fact that she looked excusable. It was also, cute, how she cowered when Satoru came in, a red ball glowing on his finger as he smirked, observing her accept her fate, observing her… accept demise.

“Aw, you’re so easily ready to die? At least maintain a special grade stature a little?” He mocked, lips pursed in a soft pout.

And so he didn’t kill her, took her to the Gojo estate and kept her as his little pet. Curses love to feed on curse energies and Satoru’s CE was enough to satiate her. So cute, feeding on him and latching on him like the parasite she was. A deep chuckle echoed in the estate halls when he forces her on his lap and craddles her. “I almost excuse you for a woman, a distinguished lady if it weren’t for the sinister cursed energy you have, sweetheart.”

Sometimes he doesn’t let her eat up, watching her getting weakened. Gojo does have empathy, but he also likes the innate control that churns within his veins when she begs him to take care of her. How can he resist? “Oh, baby, of course. You live here. I’m not a bad host honey.” His voice always a coo of mockery, but laced with sickening affection that she doesn’t know how to label. What to label.

Sometimes it’s her on Satoru’s lap, used like a toy. “Cursed spirits don’t feel overstimulated do they?” He hums, curiously rubbing her clit in circles and watching her writhe, groan & whimper at the assault on her swollen pussy. His fingers deep, probing at her cervix as he milks out orgasm after orgasm. It’s not true, cursed spirits that are made like her… almost like a humanoid, it’s intense! And- she loves it!

Satoru’s company is like a choker on her neck, at times the feeling makes her dizzy in a submissive way, at times… she wants to claw his skin out. Mistakes like these aren’t necessarily forgiven though. Like that one time she got angry at him and tried to hurt him. “Jeez, sweetheart, if it weren’t for you being weak, I’d have been blown up.” Satoru looks angry & feels betrayed. He can’t help that she can’t take the consequences, the consequences of feeling the pressure of his cursed energy to the point of breaking. All the rage melting into sobs & pleas to leave her alive. Oh poor thing, he thinks to himself. He’s in love with her… almost… is that love? He wonders, eh, whatever. He isn’t going to kill her.

He leans back, tugging her hair and forcing her to meet his glowing gaze. “If there is a next time for the stunt you pulled, I would be crushing you.” He wouldn’t, but the threat sounds so real…

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[petpetisy]

Where Can I Get Bravecto for Dogs in 2024? Here is the Surprising Answer!

As a pet owner, keeping your furry friend safe from fleas and ticks is crucial. But where can you find the Bravecto Dog Chewables to fight these pests? You can buy Flea and Tick Treatment for Dogs from your vet or an Online Pet Pharmacy. This guide will give you the info you need. Table of ContentsKey TakeawaysWhat is Bravecto?Benefits of Bravecto for DogsConsulting Your VeterinarianFinding a…

[pseudowho]

Hiromi and Nemo

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Higuruma Hiromi has a black cat.

A series of drabbles.

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Higuruma Hiromi has a black cat. Or, the black cat has him; he is entirely uncertain as to whom the ownership falls.

Hiromi came to give this cat a home, by matter of a guilty conscience and poor circumstance. He had failed to secure another Not Guilty verdict, but his client would only walk to prison with his head held high on one condition;

"I've got a cat, Mr.Higuruma. A kitten, really. I have nobody else to give her a home and she's too soft to last as a stray." The client released his confiscated articles to Hiromi; Hiromi left court with nothing more than an address, a set of keys, and a profound sense of failure.

Hiromi arrived in a dank little street, clogged by steam, rattling gutters and the stale smells of closed restaurants. Hopping deftly up wet fire escape steps, Hiromi confirmed the door number to a set of water-stained flats, and let himself in. Hiromi's nose wrinkled against the wafting odour of damp and neglect, noting an overflowing litter tray. Stacks of condensation-moist letters pulped beneath Hiromi's feet, an empty cat food bowl revealed beneath them. Whoever had been attending to care for the home and the cat had long since abandoned their post.

"Come on, little one," Hiromi cooed, kneeling down and making gentle clicks and kisses of encouragement. The silence was too loud and deliberate for the absence of life. Hiromi pulled a bag of treats from his pocket, giving them an enthusiastic shake. A small, uncertain skitter of paws on floor responded from deep within the flat. Hiromi's eyebrows raised, coal-dark eyes glimmering with a warm smile.

A tiny black cat, thin and dull-furred, peeked her head around the corner ahead. Her yellow-eyed head dipped, bobbing up and down as she assessed Hiromi, perched between starvation and indecision. Hiromi's head dipped, too, his hooded eyes heavy as he inclined his chin in an act of surrender, hands open and visible as he shook treats onto the floor.

The cat darted, paws barely audible on the floor as she skidded to the treats, white teeth like needles as she scrabbled the food to her mouth. Almost immediately, she was on Hiromi, brushing against his hands and knees with urgent thanks, ducking her little furred head into his fingers, two tiny paws perched up on Hiromi's thighs as he cooed delighted relief at her.

Hesitantly, Hiromi scooped the cat, as light as a feather, into his arms. She purred a rattly little purr, eyes hopeful and nose dry and dull as she looked up to him, tiny claws kneading his suit jacket enthusiastically.

"Such a good girl, there we go, let's get you sorted, shall we?" The cat purred louder as if in answer, toes flexing and unflexing against Hiromi's forearm. Stepping out, sending the abandoned flat one last sorrowful glance, Hiromi locked the door, making his way down the staircase, thankful for having been adopted by this cat.

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Hiromi received many appreciative and confused glances in the pet shop, one hand pushing a haphazardly stacked trolley, and the other holding his new, very tame, furry companion. The cat batted at the end of Hiromi's tie as it fell forwards, Hiromi leaning down to scrutinise cat food brands with intense appraisal. Settling on a decision with a brisk click of his tongue, he headed to the cashiers, grabbing a pet insurance leaflet, and flea and parasite prevention medicine on the way.

Hiromi felt a profound sense of purpose, having finally staged a successful rescue attempt for the first time in years.

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Staggering through the doorway to his converted-factory penthouse, Hiromi shed bags and boxes at the door, his keys thrown somewhere which wasn't the key holder. He delicately protected the new little life in his arms like a concerned father. She gripped her claws into his suit jacket, little head urging outwards as her nose twitched, black whiskers flicking delicately against the scent of her new home.

"You'll like it," Hiromi insisted, scratching her softly behind the ears to an uncertain purr, "it's my home. Our home." He lowered her to the floor and she stalked forwards, apprehensive, flat to the ground and walls. Hiromi prepared her litter tray, bed, food and toys. By the time he had finished, the cat had completed her preliminary survey, and, satisfied with her findings, hopped promptly onto Hiromi's old leather sofa, claws pricking at the fabric to make it comfy. Hiromi let out a halted, exasperated breath, glancing between her bed and her-- "by all means, make yourself at home."

Hiromi sat beside the cat, stroking her little head with two lithe fingers, musing out loud to her: "No microchip on record. Never registered with a vets. Even the neighbours had no idea your old dad had a cat."

Hiromi allowed the cat to step into his lap again, purring. He ducked down so she could boop her nose to his, and Hiromi breathed a warm, hushed laugh; "A real nobody aren't you? A Nemo, hmm?" The cat purred louder, rubbing her face against Hiromi's aquiline nose.

From that day onwards, Nemo the cat and Hiromi the Lawyer and Sorcerer, were a family.

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"Yes, Mr.Nagashima. Yes. Yes. Tomorrow-- tomorrow morning, 9a.m. sharp-- would you stop that, you little pest? NO! No, not you Mr.Nagashima, my cat, she's a tinker--"

Hiromi performed an awkward tango around the room, trying to hook Nemo off his trouser leg with his opposite foot, and she clung on, thrilled by her little game. Her yellow eyes narrowed up at Hiromi and her tail flicked in challenge. With case files under his arm, and a mobile phone in his hand, Hiromi mouthed wordless reproach at Nemo as she meowed, meowed, meowed in response.

Ending his call and dumping his case notes on the sofa, Hiromi lifted Nemo eye to eye, glaring at her without venom. She stared into him, eyes gleaming and innocent. Hiromi opened his mouth to speak, and Nemo raised a paw, pressing it to his nose. Hiromi stopped, huffed.

The cat won this round.

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"Nemo? Nemo? Where are you?" Hiromi had returned from work, and was dismayed not to be greeted by the usual little chirps and meows from his unruly housemate. He wandered the flat at a crouch, clicking and kissing, trying to draw Nemo out, panic starting to set in that she had got out, his clicking and kissing noises increasing in urgency.

Reaching a quick resolve, Hiromi headed towards the door, hunting for his keys which were never on the hook. There was a quiet little meow from the armchair in the nook by the front door. Hiromi frowned, unable to see her. Another meow. Hiromi squinted. Momentarily, Nemo's eyes flicked open, and she melted out of yesterday's black suit jacket, abandoned on the armchair.

Hiromi clasped a hand to his chest, leaning back against the sideboard in dramatic relief.

"Don't scare me like that! I bet you were enjoying me worrying, weren't you, you little tart?"

A single mollified meow pipped from somewhere near Nemo's food bowl.

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Hiromi lay curled into his sofa. All the lights were switched off and Hiromi was cold, tired and hungry, downtrodden by his day. Humiliating memories of the day's court defeat, his struggles to adapt to the world of Jujutsu Sorcery and the weight of life rolled before his eyes, and he sunk his head into his hands with a low groan.

The tiny weight beside him on the sofa, shifted. It crawled over his shoulders to settle in the warm gap between Hiromi's chest and the back of the sofa. Rolling playfully, and pressing little pink toe-beans to his chin, Nemo purred at Hiromi, surveying him for injury.

With a resigned sniffle, Hiromi stroked her, glossy, smooth, and calming, an inky black puddle in the darkness of his flat. They stayed this way for hours, sharing the mutual therapy of company.

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Shhhck. Shhhhhck. Shhh--

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The unusual sparring match continued for hours-- Nemo, perched magnanimously on the kitchen counter, believed herself subtle as she slowly eked Hiromi's coffee mug towards the edge with one dainty paw.

Hiromi, refusing to sacrifice the comfortable nest he had made on the sofa, extended his gavel across the length of the kitchen, gently knocking his mug back away from the lip of the counter.

The match continued for some time. Hiromi and Nemo were both competitive.

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Hiromi's flat eventually looked like Nemo the cat had always lived there.

Bits of food which she didn't want in her food bowl, dotted the floor around it, until Hiromi cleared it up at the end of every day.

Nemo's bed, as new, never slept in, held her selection of toys (also unplayed with, sharing the space with one well-scratched black tie and a well-chewed shoelace).

The pillow beside Hiromi's in his bed, had a permanent Nemo-shaped dent in it.

Nemo plaited herself between Hiromi's ankles when her monthly food delivery arrived, as they danced around each other towards the kitchen.

She walked across his keyboard, greeting his delighted colleagues with chirps and meows during his Zoom calls.

"What would I do without you, Nims?" Hiromi asked her daily. She spared him a withering, mysterious glance, forcing his enquiry towards the rhetorical as she licked her paws in feigned disinterest.

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Higuruma Nemo has a Lawyer Daddy. Or, the Lawyer Daddy has her; both are uncertain and unbothered as to whom the ownership falls.

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For @silkspunweb, my little black cat.

[would-this-pokemon-be-a-friend]

Would Slowpoke or Slowbro be good pets? I think they're so cute!

[I’ve already covered slowpoke, so I’ll link that one at the bottom of this post!]

Slowbros would indeed make a pretty good pet to some very specific owners, but it’s difficult to give them a blanket recommendation for a few reasons. Let’s have a little test: can you tell already what one of the more significant issues is?

Their size! Five feet tall?! Woah! This was surprising to me as I was reviewing the data on slowbros. As you may already know, slowbros evolve from slowpokes when the latter is bit on the tail by a shellder, another aquatic pokémon species (Red/Blue, Yellow). The individual’s slowbro classification is entirely reliant on this symbiotic relationship, as if the shellder is shed the pokémon reverts back to a slowpoke (Yellow). Clearly, the presence of this shellder allows the slowbro to grow significantly larger. Unfortunately, this is likely to be an issue in the way that it interacts with the other affects of this symbiosis.

Let’s clear something up real quick: I’ve said a few times now that the relationship between the slowbro and the shellder is symbiotic. It’s complicated. While at first glance it appears that the shellder is a parasite, as it feeds off of the fluids contained in their host’s tail as well as their leftover food (Red/Blue, Crystal). However, when you observe the slowbro, you find that they have become stronger and more powerful as a result of this relationship. Since the shellder prevents the slowbro from using their tail to fish on the shore like a slowpoke, it pushes the slowbro to become a more proactive hunter (Ruby Sapphire). While slowpokes are known to be pretty dull-witted, in slowbros’ case their shellders’ bites stimulate their brain, giving this species an occasional boost in intellect (Diamond/Pearl/Platinum). These effects have led to slowbros being better able to protect themselves from threats, which is a benefit to their survival. They don’t feel pain from the bites of the shellder, as the shell-like pokémon’s venom has an intense numbing effect (Silver). This is great for battle, but not the best when it comes to the slowbro’s overall health and well-being. In the end, both the slowbro and the shellder seem to benefit from their relationship.

So what does this all mean for slowbros’ pet compatibility? Well, their ease of care is significantly lower than a slowpoke’s. While you won’t need to feed the shellder, since it receives all the sustenance it needs from its host, you will need to provide the slowbro with some aquatic space to exercise. While you may not want to provide your pet with live prey to hunt, you will want to provide them space to move around to that they don’t become restless or out of shape. Given their size, providing this space may be beyond some owner’s means.

Given slowbros’ lack of pain sensation due to the venom of their shellders, you will really need to keep an eye on your pet’s health. A slowbro might not be able to let you know if they are injured or not feeling well, since they don’t experience any pain sensation. A slowbro’s healthcare needs may be higher than a lot of pokémon pets.

Slowbros, while more fit and dangerous that slowpokes, aren’t significantly more dangerous. They make use of many psychic-type special moves, which, while they may be inconvenient or even painful, are unlikely to be lethal. The chances of a slowbro attack are pretty low, however, so long as both they and their shellder feel happy, healthy, and unthreatened.

Keeping a slowbro as a pet is far from impossible, but in most cases a different pet might be a better choice. I’d recommend a slowpoke over a slowbro to most owners.

The Slowpoke Post:

[ourpetwarehouse]

It might be tough to select the finest flea and tick treatment for your pet from the many options on the market these days. This is why it is critical to conduct some research before determining what is best for your dog. In this blog, we compared two popular flea and tick repellents: Simparica and Frontline Plus.

[rumade]

Nature PSA: DO NOT LET YOUR DOGS WILD SWIM if you treat them with spot-on flea treatments

Flea treatments are pesticides and are having a knock-on effect in the wider environment, especially aquatic environments. Most of these flea treatments are neonicotinoids, the same family of pesticides known to be catastrophic to bees.

This is yet another reasons why cats should not be allowed to free roam too- when they are treated with flea products and then go and roll freely in gardens they are spreading around these harmful pesticides.

Insect and other invertebrate numbers have plummeted in the past 20 years. We need to get serious about the damage we are doing to this foundation of the ecosphere.

[patriot2525]

I'm guessing Grimm Arc knows Cinder has a grimm inside her the moment she gets anywhere near him. With Cinder getting a boss whether she likes it or not.

Cinder fall was Furious. the reason for her anger is very simple, it was because of the Arc’s, or more specifically, two of them.

When Cinder first heard about these Jaune Arc's, she simply dismiss them as supposes dumb rumours or Arc simply gaining a cloning semblance. But it all change when she saw them, The Commissar and the Marshall.

Cinder only saw them once, when she come across them in the hallways. The moment when she saw the two of them, She felt something that she only feels when she’s around her mistress.

Fear.

But Not just any fear, a fear that her own soul felt it with two diffind reactions.

The First one was the Commissar, his presence alone terrified the Grimm parasite inside of her. it’s screamed at her to run away, to hide from this man. As Cinder could feel as if she was burning from a bright light, That was emanating from the commissar. At that Cinder could swear that she can see a giant golden figure with a giant flaming sword in his head, is staring down at her with his golden eyes that was figuratively burning her Grimm infested soul.

The second one was the Marshall. His presence Did not verify as much the Grimm parasite as the Commissar did, But what part of her soul was really terrified, was her half full maiden powers. They screamed at her to run away and hide from him, telling her that she needs other maids powers to help her to at least escape as far as she can. She felt as if her entire body was begin phrasing in the icy cold And her heart being squeezed by the palms of his hand. In her eyes she saw a dark giant figure that emanated dark red blood aura, as he stared down at her soul.

Those men were extremely dangerous, which made her absolutely furious. As she now has to change her plans, as she knew that with them around bacon her plans will be much more harder To succeed.

Cinder: *entering the empty dorm* I need immediately to contact Roman, with the presence those damn Arc's, my plans are being jeopardized by them.

???: *mysterious echoey voice* I wouldn't do that if I were you, dear Cinder.

Cinder: What the!? *looks sharply towards the source of the mysterious voice, only to see nothing* Who is there!? *begin breathing heavily, as she Felt immense pressure all of a suddenly* Show yourself! *tries to use her fall Maiden powers, But no avail. As something or someone was preventing her from using her powers*

???: *Begin darkly echoey chuckling* As you wish *from the dark corners of the dorm. A figure begin emerging from the darkness, which revealed to be Grimm Jaune*

Cinder: *shocked at scene a version of Arc, that looks like her mistress* W-what ar-

Grimm Jaune: *interrupts her mumbling* I am Jaune Arc. Lord commander of the Grimm army and grandchild of Queen Salem. *leans down to her, grabbing her by Chin and making her look him into his Grimm eyes* And most importantly, your new master.

Cinder: *stairs straight to his eyes, that resembled the ones of her own mistress. she couldn’t move her body as the Grimm parasite was making her to obey him*

Grimm Jaune: Now I understand that you are confused, my dear fall Maiden. *takes off his hand from her chin, before straightening up* So I will speak very briefly. *his red eyes turned dark purple, as A dark aura begin manifesting around him* You are too immediately Stop all and any operations you have in this kingdom, Am I being understood?

Cinder: *nods her head with fear*

Grimm Jaune: *Smiles underneath his respirator* Good Girl *Begin Mockingly petting her head, as if she was a pet*

Cinder: *insulted by this gesture, but she doesn't dare say a word out of fear*

Grimm Jaune: *Turns his back towards her* Great, then I will be out on my way *before walking towards the dark corner where he emerged, he looks at Cinder one last time* But Before I go I want you understand this. *He's dark purple eyes begin to glowing even more menacingly, while to serpentines sprung out of his back and begin growling & hissing* I. AM. ALWAYS. WATCHING. *disappears into the darkness, followed by his dark chuckling*

Cinder: *No longer able to stand firm on her legs, falls down to her knees. as she was braving very heavily, with her realisation that there is another person that is similar her mysteries. and she has to obey now.*

(A/N: Sorry for the late posting, I had a very rough week at work. Hope you enjoy this.)

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

https://www.tumblr.com/haveyouseenthisskeleton/725828912953884672/ten-characters-of-your-choosing-meeting-a-bitty?source=share

S/O finds the bitty and spoils it with attention, how will the skellies react?

Undertale Sans - He turns into a full lap dog and throws himself on your knees to have attention. He's glad you like his bitty but don't forget him please??? If you keep ignoring him, he's sticking googly eyes on every object in the house, you're warned.

Undertale Papyrus - Well of couse you would like the bitty. He's as cool as he is. Though, after an hour, Papyrus insists the bitty is still a little less cooler than HE is because he is missing pets and hugs right now and, yeah, ok, he might grow just a tiny little bit jealous. That's like the first time ever you see Papyrus jealous. You can't stop teasing him.

Underswap Sans - That's cheating. You're teaming up with the bitty to win a sports video game and he can't do anything to fix this. Blue is getting frustrated. You're two against him, that's not fair! It doesn't help he's a sore loser. He's pouting.

Underswap Papyrus - You two call the bitty their baby and coo over him with a stupid high-pitched voice, all excited. Honey's bitty is so overwhelmed he's passing out as a defense mechanism. Too much love. He's dead.

Underfell Sans - He's so pissed off. First that little shit attacks him then it acts all cute and nice with you?! What the hell? Every time Red gets close, the bitty starts to scream like he's getting murdered so S/O takes him in pity and tells Red to stop being a bully. HIM? A BULLY? You'll see how much of a bully he is. As soon S/O has their back turn, he grabs the bitty and locks it in a random box he throws outside. See ya later, sucker.

Underfell Papyrus - He's boiling. He hates this so much. Edge is a very exclusive skeleton, just like his bitty, but the bitty has the small cute face syndrome to gather more attention than he does. Edge gives you the kicked puppy face before grabbing his cat to cuddle it right in front of your face. SEE? He can do this too! You're not special! Bitty Edge smiles then somehow takes out a very small Doomfanger from his inventory. Edge gasps loudly, offended.

Horrortale Sans - You're petting Oak and Tiny Oak at the same time which causes a crazy amount of reverb purring. Willow ragequitted the house long ago because the two of them were so loud. It gets even worse when both Oak realize they can pet each other when S/O is not here. Willow begs S/O to solve this problem.

Horrortale Papyrus - Willow is comforted knowing that when he's working on the farm, you still have a mini-version of him to watch over you. He's glad you're liking his bitty, and you two worked to make them a tiny house with all he needed to be independent. He wishes simply to have more alone time with you sometimes though, he's just too shy to ask.

Swapfell Sans - He's scared of his own bitty and keeps a safe distance. It doesn't prevent him from being jealous as hell though as his bitty doesn't hesitate one second to take all of S/O's attention just to piss him off, because he knows that arguing with the bitty always ends somehow with the bitty winning the argument. He's actively searching for a way to get rid of him when he is too busy cuddling his S/O.

Swapfell Papyrus - They decided to make a schedule so they can have the same time with S/O lol. There are big dramas though as both of them try to steal the other's hours when he's not looking. They're bickering and pranking each other all the time just to see what could happen.

Fellswap Gold Sans - Wine tolerates his bitty spending time with S/O, but if he needs alone time, he doesn't hesitate one second to abuse the fact his bitty is small and puts him outside or in a box lol. He really doesn't care about the angry screeches and the bites. That's his S/O, you freakin parasite.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - Endless piles of cuddling bones and flesh. Both of them are terribly needy so now you don't have even a minute to yourself as they're somehow always with you. You open a drawer, here goes Coffee's bitty. You go in the bathroom, Coffee is sleeping in the bathtub. You could ask Wine for help but... Do you really want Wine to give you his opinion on this? No. No, you don't.

[soursherbat]

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Exceptionally very dark & very real post here, so you have had fair warning… and don’t judge me!!

My vore belly is getting the better of me…

I’m currently obsessed with the idea of chugging a bunch of water (think 32 oz SmartWater size), then swallowing approx 10 medium sized goldfish quickly & consecutively (as many at a time as possible, and by drinking them down in shots of 2-3 oz of water).

Then I want to rub my hands all over my vore belly to feel for their panicked struggles as they frantically swim into my fleshy belly walls, looking for escape in my now aquarium tank of a gut.

I have done a considerable amount of research on this, but admittedly there is very limited information (aka almost nothing) about this topic online (other than videos of people swallowing gold fish).

From what I have learned, there is potential for the fish to live in your stomach for a very limited period of time if you drink a large amount of water (think five minutes or less, and typically closer to the ‘less’ time). The water dilutes the stomach acids & provides a (very small) amount of oxygen, allowing the fish to survive for a short period. It’s best to do it before you eat or drink anything for the day other than the water (this prevents your gallbladder and pancreas from kicking in & secreting their digestive fluids before the fishies get to the belly). There is potential for the predator to feel movement. Swallowing air and additional water may extend their living stay in your gut.

I am wanting to swallow at least 10, 2-2.5 inch fish to increase the amount of wriggly fishy meat mass that will be sloshing around in my gut. This should hopefully increase my chances of feeling movement, both on the inside & outside.

Yes I know that there are dangers such as parasites and choking, as well as animal cruelty concerns. Believe it or not, it is not illegal where I live to swallow a living fish (I also researched this). I consciously know that I really shouldn’t do this, but my gut says otherwise.

It’s s getting to the point that every time I’m at the pet store… I subconsciously find myself wandering into the fish aisle, my vore belly protruding and rumbling. I’ll rub my gut and reassure her that I will get her some living, squirming prey sooner or later.

Even if I feel nothing, I’m obsessed with the idea of sitting there, post meal, rubbing my massive firm gut, knowing that they are floating dead in my water filled gut, like fish who croaked in an aquarium… Knowing that my gut has gone from a benign food processor… to a merciless environment that delivers torture & kills the living things that are unlucky enough to be struggling & stewing inside… intaking their entire beings and churning them up with the rest of my food, in a log of my poop by the end (and their little bellies last meals becomes mine, hehe) literally makes my pussy wet and my belly bulge and rumble.

Thoughts? I attached a picture for reference of size (and my artistic depiction of where I want them to be 😈🤰🏼)