#pit vore

[that-howlingdrakesng]

*Ahem*

So remember the Pit Bonnie x reader headcanons ask I posted a while ago? Well, I watched a video of the Into The Pit jumpscares in slow-motion and...

I did not realize the angle of the main jumpscare and it is doing things to me now.

[conchoronzon]

And that's why no matter how much of my time I waste traveling home from the reformation center, I always let him push me inside his pits or swallow me with his cock. He's never swallowed me with his mouth or ass. Apparently, he only does that when he plays for keeps, and he doesn't want to miss me. Or, at least, he keeps saying that, but lately when I've been churning in his balls, he keeps talking about how empty his gut is...

[bigcatbulges]

Source - VawdKot

(Artist's FurAffinity)

[mychlapci]

While he doesn't miss the inhumane living conditions of the pit, one thing Megatron misses about his gladiator days is the post victory spoils. In particular, he misses his prize minibots. It was rare to compete for a minibot of your own, which was only an incentive for mechs to push harder and fight more brutally, making for a great show. Many gladiators would frag their mini bots until they broke, but others like Megatron preferred to use them as toys. Megatron had a small harem of minibots of various sizes he'd shove up his valve to feel them thrash and squirm. He particularly liked the ones who'd try to fight back and bite and scratch his protoform..

He was a changed mech now though. As good as the spoils of victory were, he was never interested in going back to that life. The lost light was more than enough for him now, he enjoyed the peace that came of their victory lap around the cosmos. He liked the comfortable relationship he had with Minimus, it felt good to let himself be pushed around for once in the bedroom.

Minimus eats out Megatron's valve better than anyone. He doesn't just go at Megatron like a desperate horny mess like most bots would in the past, Minimus likes to take his time making Megatron really soak the berth in lubricant fluids. He sucks on Megatron's node, being as small as he is it compares to the feeling of Minimus swallowing his spike. Megatron couldn't say he's never met a minibot as small as Minimus, but he hasn't had one so close for so long. Even Rumble and Frenzy weren't as small as Minimus, and they were built to be compact. From Megatron's interface panels to his pedes, when Minimus laid between Megatron's thick thighs his pedes would just pass his knees. It made Megatron feel even bigger than he was, but he never saw Minimus smaller. He knew exactly how large the bot was, it was part of what made him so wet.

Megatron would press Minimus' face into his valve and grind the minibot into him, desperately needing more. It was a pleasurable torture for Minimus' to drag foreplay on for so long, but Megatron was getting restless from not being able to overload yet. Minimus' glossia doesn't reach far into Megatron's valve, but he knows where to go to please his partner the most. Minimus brushes his calipers with his glossia, making Megatron jolt and buck into him. Minimus' helm pops into Megatron's head with no resistance, the sudden fullness making Megatron overload on the spot.

His overload pushes Minimus back out. Minimus is wide eyed and stares at Megatron with shock, he doesn't have to read Minimus' field to see the confusion on him. Megatron apologizes for getting too overwhelmed, but Minimus interrupts him. Suddenly the bossy little mech seems shy, almost ashamed when he ask Megatron if he's done that before and if he could do it again. Minimus was leaking fluid from his closed panels, Megatron couldn't say no to a bot so needy.

It takes some rearrangement, but Megatron feels more full and well fragged than he has in years. Minimus was buried so deep in his valve only his legs were stuck out of his valve. Megatron held his little thighs in a sturdy grip and fucked himself with the enforcer while Minimus by that point had his whole fist up his own valve. He never imagined he'd love being stuffed up another mech's valve so much, had someone told him even yesterday he'd love the feeling of transfluid smothering him and coating his plating, filling his mouth every time he opened it to cry out in another overload, having his whole body massaged by squeezing calipers, he would send you to the brig and make you attend a seminar on sexual harassment. Being crushed on every side by that perfect warmth wasn't the only thing Minimus was getting off to in the moment. If he listened hard enough, through his own clogged vents and the noises of Megatron's internals, he could hear his partner grunt and whine for more. Minimus wasn't just a toy, he was a good one, a useful one. Megatron needed him in his valve, it made him feel so good to be wanted.

Hrgghh... Megatron accidentally popping Minimus' head into his valve is so hot. He forgot to be careful for a moment, needed just a little more, a bigger stretch.... His fluttering valve swallowed him up so easily, he really just popped inside.

And Minimus has never been this aroused ever in his life. He loved how dark and hot and welcoming Megatron's valve felt, he enjoyed the way the calipers were so powerful they were able to squeeze his plating tight to his protoform, suffocating him in transfluid... And the sounds Megatron was making as he thrust Minimus into his valve were delicious, desperate and frantic as Megatron lost himself in the pleasure of it...

They definitely make this a regular activity.

[nightmares-and-preys]

"WEELL. WELL. WELLLL.. Look at this, We're alive and we're getting updated, people!~ get in line, we sure are hungry after so, SOOO long..~"

[conchoronzon]

A half hour ago, this handsome man was practically an untoned twink. You and your frat friend had seen him at the gym for months, and even when he moved up on the weights, the progress never showed itself on his body. You two started teasing him.

One day, in the showers, you cornered him as he soaped up, teasing him about being a little bitch. It was never more than that. It was playful frat stuff. But the dude snapped. He lifted one hand behind his head, grabbed your friend, and shoved him face first into his pit.

It was a weird way to get back at you two. It seemed like it would result in a fight... but your friend couldn't pull away. In fact, his face seemed to be... sinking into the guy's flesh.

Despite yourself, you stood there watching with a hand on your cock as your friend sank further and further into the twink's pit. Some hungry thing inside the dude growled. It wasn't his stomach but you had no idea what it could be.

Your friend pushed at the valley that consumed him, but all that did was capture his hands. It was surreal to see a 250-pound muscle bunny moron get devoured by a thin twink's underarm. When your friend was only a pair of feet, his pred looked at you. "Gonna try to help him?"

You shook your head and he sighed. "Thought you would and I'd get you both." He pushed your friend the rest of the way in.

Over the next few minutes, as he went back to lathering himself up, the twink's muscles grew. His pecs bulged out. His biceps ballooned. His abs looked like they could crush someone. Like they could crush you.

"You gonna keep being an asshole to me?" he asked you when he finished rinsing off. His eyes drifted down to your cock. "Didn't think so." He looked back in your eyes and smirked. He smacked his newly defined abs. This time, the growl did come from his stomach. "How about you be dinner?"

[gastrophilia]

Claps hands hey hey everyone.

Soft vore ≠ safe vore, and hard vore ≠ fatal vore (though hard vore is usually fatal, it doesn't mean the same thing). Soft vore can be fatal, lol.

Soft/hard: whether the prey is swallowed whole or chewed (think cannibalism if that helps)

Safe/fatal: whether the prey is safe inside the preds stomach or if they're digested.

Of course there's nuance; I'm partial to nonfatal digestion, with reformation. But I keep seeing people say "I like soft vore, the stuff where no one dies" and have to shut my evil autistic mouth. This also helps with filtering and tagging your stuff properly, though.

AND ALSO SAFE DOESNT MEAN NONSEXUAL AND VICE VERSA. JESUS CHRIST!

[hiredpencil]

Voretober 12: Fall

I absolutely have no idea if this counts as macro/micro for tagging? Confused dragon noises

This is my first time drawing a pit monster! I actually struggled a little with this prompt and scrapped my first idea I'm doing Voretober and Inktober at the same time!

[may-moth]

I'm writing a bloody vore fic...God help me..

[sbnkalny]

I walk away I got A Lust got a lust got a lust for death got a lust for death libido in limbo - legs Akimbo! never even ever read a letter I recently received. "Dear dr. Breen. why has The combine seen fit to learn of our guest.

[debiteful]

Horizon/Peach

Supposed to be like it's tossed in the air and blocking out the sun partially. Peach trees down below and a low horizon. Idk conceptually this was a weird combo

[uniqueartisanconnoisseur]

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