#tw safe vore

[i-am-beckyu]

IM GOING TO CRY IF TUMBLR EATS IT

TW for safe, soft vore, freezing, dehumanization

“Are you interested in new technology developed in the Nether?” Karl paused, turning to the salesman who ran a stand. He slowly and cautiously approached the man who smiled.

“So, what would you like to know?” He asked, meeting the brunette's eyes. “What is it?” He asked, moving his wallet to his hoodie pocket in case someone decided to try and steal it from him.

“It’s a personal heater. It’s pretty cool, but you have to be able to supply it with lava or it’ll die.” He gasped. It could die? Oh well, he could always make a lava pool near his house, he was already fairly far from everyone else. The only others who dared to hang around him were his friends Chris and Jimmy.

Chris and Jimmy occasionally had friends around, Chandler and Nolan, and the five would then form a group everyone called ‘The Beast Squad’.

The five would combine their abilities–Chris being a magician, Chandler being the strongman, Jimmy being the one with all the supplies, Nolan being able to hypnotize by his voice, and Karl himself being able to shapeshift and occasionally control time if he felt like it–to create a bounty hunting squad that many criminals and outlaws would fear.

“Oh, that sounds interesting. How does it work?” He returned, watching their movements. “You’d just have to eat it, and it would warm you for quite some time.” That sounded interesting, and pretty useful for their planned trip to the arctic.

“So how much are you expecting for these things?” He pulled out his wallet, checking to make sure that everything was still in place, which it was. “200,000 emi, take it or leave it.”

Karl nodded, he had plenty of emi in his wallet, it was fairly easy to make at least 500,000 each bounty. “Sounds good, I have the cash right here.” He pulled out the correct amount, handing it to the seller.

“Perfect! We’ve got an expedition into the Nether tomorrow, I’ll sign you up so you can pick it out for yourself!” He smiled and nodded, making sure to write down the information they gave as they signed him up.

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Karl anxiously fiddled with his cloak. Today his hair was bright pink, because he felt like it.

No one else was here as the portal, where he was instructed to meet the group. Had he been scammed? Probably. But his next bounty would make up that money fairly quickly, being about 1,000,000 emi each.

He gasps as a group exits the portal. They looked worn for the weather. “Sir! Just in time!” The salesman smiled as he approached the group. “We have a fresh batch, and since you’re the first one here, you get first pick!”

Karl giggled into his sleeve as he approached them. The largest of the group held out a cage, which inside held little creatures.

Demons and Fireborns.

He felt sick.

“Well sir, which one’s your choice?”

He had to make a choice. S***.

He wanted to save all three, but he couldn’t. Illegally, there was nothing stopping him, but he needed to follow the law to avoid being hunted himself.

“The one with the bandana?” He mutters softly, and the cage was pulled back as the salesman pulled the fireborn out. He reached out carefully, fingers wrapping around the tiny with caution.

“Thanks for your business!” He nodded, turning and running away, covering the tiny with his other hand to keep the wind out of the tinies face.

“Let me go…” He gasped as the fireborn in his grasp whispered. “S***, I’m sorry… I’ll put you down, but there’s going to be a storm soon.” He says, slowly lowering the tiny down. “You can run around and find a place to hide-hey, what’s wrong?”

He felt terrible, the fireborn was laying on the ground pathetically. “Can I get you anything-oh lava, do you need some?” He asked, pulling out a bucket. The fireborn looked up at the bucket, to which Karl swiftly picked him up and slid him carefully into the scorching liquid.

He flinched as a drop got on his finger. It stung, but he could only shake it off. He promptly put his finger in his mouth, sucking on it until he pulled it out. His finger hurt.

“Thanks sir.” The fireborn was hesitant to speak, but Karl smiled none-the-less. “Please, call me Karl! What’s your name?” He asked as he carefully picked up the bucket, shifting his arms into his squishy form to hopefully avoid any more burns.

“Sapnap.” Karl only smiled. “It’s nice to meet you. Oh honk, that storm looks bad…” He trailed off before he slipped the bucket into his side bag.

“What are you doing, Mr. Karl?” He turned his attention to the fireborn swimming in the lava bucket. “No need to call me mister. I’m putting you in there so I can have my hands.” He informed, carefully covering the fireborn with the flap of his bag.

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He shivered, covering his eyes with his hand as he traveled through the storm. He had walked into a blizzard, and it was only going to get worse.

Upon remembering that he had a fireborn in his possession, he immediately flipped open the flap. “Sapnap?” He yelled, wondering if the fireborn could hear him.

The tiny emerged, swimming up out of the lava. “Oh s*** Karl, are you okay?” “I’m fine, promise.” He shuddered, terrible timing.

He went to close the flap before the fireborn stopped him. “Hey, you can eat me, I’ll make you warmer.” “No, that would be wrong. I’m not trying to use you, I’m trying to keep you safe.” He shouted, gasping as a tree fell in front of him. It was too cold.

The next thing he knew, he had fallen to the ground, shivering from the cold. The lava in his bucket had poured out, splashing him as well. He hurt. “Karl!” Sapnap shouted. The lava cooled, but now he was almost buried in snow. His fingers had to be blue.

He couldn’t force himself to move, he was pathetic. Something warm pressed against his lips, pushing itself inside. He shuddered before opening it only slightly. The warmth slid into his mouth, all the way to the back of his mouth, where he swallowed greedily.

The warm object seemed to only get warmer as it traveled down and filled his stomach. It warmed him to the core, and after only a few seconds he was able to move. He slowly stood up, picking up the now empty bucket. S***. “Sapnap?” He called out, hoping that maybe the fireborn would hear him.

“Karl? It’s okay, I’m here.” Something pressed against the inside of his stomach as he heard Sapnap’s voice. So close. “Where are you?” He asked softly. The thing from before pressed against him, to which he pushed back, only to gasp.

“Your-why-” “It’s much warmer here, plus it helped you. I get shelter and you get warmth. I’m much more useful here.” Karl sighed, slowly beginning to walk again.

“Thank you Sap, it means a lot. Let’s get home and then I can get you a lava pool. Would an oven help in the meantime?” He asked, thinking about his question. “What’s an oven?” Karl smiled, giggling.

“There is a lot I should show you.”

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Hi Beckyu here! SQUISHY!!!!!!!! THIS WAS SO GOOD!!!!!! YOU TOOK MY IDEA AND MADE IT JUST SO FLIPPEN PERFECT!!! I LOVEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I loved the added details of the Beast Squad being Bounty hunters! Was soooo cool! Flipped the concept on its head a bit and I loved that so much!!! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR WRITING IT!!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[safe-from-sharp-teeth]

[boiled-ginger-ale]

HELLO I am bring you shitty comic I drew half asleep in study hall tumblr decided to nerf the resolution on my end but whatever it’s probably fine enjoy

I really like this shark^

[wholegrainvore]

A pred swallowing a prey who they don’t realise is immortal and immune to digestion. They fall asleep with a full, happy tummy, and wake up to … that exact same squirming belly. Their brows furrow together as they prod at their stomach, and the prey inside laughs at them for their foolishness, expecting the pred to let them out now that digestion isn’t a possibility.

But the pred is stubborn.

“You think I’ll let you out just because I can’t digest you? Newsflash, sweetheart: I like how you feel in there. I haven’t given up a meal yet, and I’m not about to now.” The pred smothers a belch as their prey begins to start thrashing around with panic, smirking to themselves. “Shhh… we’re gonna get to know each other real well by the time you give up, I think.”

[potatosrgud]

Pred has a nightmare that they accidentally digested their prey friend during the night

Cut to very pissed prey who was spat up during their sleep being bear hugged by a now very paranoid pred

[voraciousemo]

Doctor pred

Specifically one with a healing tummy.

-

Being sick. The worst cold youve ever had. Getting to the doctors office, one not for humans, but your normal doctor was closed for the holidays. Snow falling as you make it through the door, walking up the smaller staircase.

Quickly making an appointment, and sitting down on the smaller seats on the counter.

In a moment, the doctor came out, holding out a hand for you to hop onto. Truthfully, they didnt have many human clients, they admitted...but there was a gleam of excitement in their eyes.

They gott to their office, setting you on the desk. An...unconventional place, for sure, but they were quick to assure you. You ran down your list of symptoms, the doctor nodding along... but lightly biting their lip. Hiding the saliva pooling in their mouth. Your scent was driving them crazy...

In a quick movement, they scooped you up, giving an apologetic smile, mumbling that you wouldnt have to pay, canines on full display.

In a slow, almost slow-mo motion, they lifted you closer to their mouth, your body shaking without realizing as they slid you into their mouth, small strings between the teeth clinging to you, before the mouth shut around you.

With a happy hum, they tasted you, resisting the urge to lick you around, tilting their head back. You slipped into their throat, the muscles around you squeezing, and pulling at your body.. and after what felt like forever, you were deposited in a warm space. A heartbeat coming through the wall... and a liquid filling the space.

You panicked, only to be shushed, pressure lightly hitting your side, where their hand pushed in. A healing liquid, they explained. That their body made. It only worked on humans, back in the days when they pillaged and raided and kept them as pets.

You forced yourself to relax, sinking into the liquid, shutting your eyes. You could already feel lesd nauseous.

[teal-fiend]

in vore world, different technologies were developed in order to meet the needs of the people living in it:

Artificial stomach liner. A thin, slightly elastic membrane which is inserted into the stomach of a predator. It is acid proof (or other versions are digestible, if left inside for long enough).

The purpose is to protect prey from the harsh climate of the stomach, by providing a barrier between the acids and the prey.

The stomach liner has semi-firm structural ridges so that it can maintain a round shape so it doesnt stick to the prey.

The easiest way to use this device is to put the prey inside it prior to consumption. But there are other, more difficult ways to go about it

The artificial stomach lining gives prey a better chance at surviving recreational vore. Though a pred's stomach may feel confused upon enountering this.

[safe-from-sharp-teeth]

[im-just-a-little-freak]

When your watching a movie as a kid and it has references to a character being eaten, or they all out get eaten and survive, but it’s still pretty wholesome and silly

[pineconne]

I like the idea of pred lying covered with a warm blanket, gently stroking their rounded and full tummy and already starting to fall asleep, while the prey wriggles inside, doing a small abdominal massage for pred, thereby calming them, and making them feel more comfortable

[drinkinboilingcoffee]

Consumed by the consequences of your own actions

[voraciousemo]

A show, with a pred as your costar

Its meant to be a horror piece, with them hunting you throughout their own house.

But you cant help but love them.

The way their eyes sparkle and light up whenever they catch you, the concern in their eyes when you two werent in character...

It was intoxicating.

And today was the season finale.

You were supposed to be swallowed, whole and alive.

You felt your body thrumming with excitement, hising right by the mouse hole, their fingers tapping on the wall, making a shudder slide up your spine. Their quiet humming, as you covered your mouth, trying to stay quiet.

Quickly, much too quickly, their hand grabbing you, fingers carefully getting you out of the safe spot, the scene dark as you looked up.

But their excitement was tangible. The way they took a shaky breath, their fingers lightly squeezing you, their eyes focused solely on you.

They lifted you to their mouth, their lips parting, their breath washing over you. It smelled like mint, you couldn't help but notice.

They popped you into their mouth, it shutting around you, teeth making a small click as they pressed together..

And you heard the muffled 'cut!' This was when they would switch you out, for a mannequin, so you wouldn't be IN danger.

But instead of their jaws opening, their head tilted back.

They swallowed, as your body entered their throat, them tracing the shape you made.

This is exactly what you wanted, but you could hear the director running over. An argument was already starting, as you were in their storage, right by their heart.

You shut your eyes, relaxing In the space, feeling the vibrations of their voice arguing back.

This would be a while... and you were happy with it.

[pineappleparfaitie]

do you guys think if the b.oiled o.n3 ate someone you could see em move around cause LIKE they have an openingbut they also SEEM to have gutz? i made a drawin abt it-

[safe-from-sharp-teeth]

@supernormalblogname's creature lives in my head rent-free (and also under my bed)

[im-just-a-little-freak]

… … … …twitch.. … …that shouldn't have happened, they should be able to move, they shouldn't still even be alive. Their fingers twitched again, they should be broken. An arm moved, a weak attempt to get up, they should be…nothing, sludge, crushed-up meat, they should be dead.

They attempted to get up, but their body felt too weak, and they felt their surroundings, soft…slimy and warm, they opened their eyes by a crack, the slime covered them like a blanket, and they wondered if…this was hell, dark, warm, slimy hell.

They pulled themselves forward a little, they felt like they were being stretched, oh god, what the hell, they tried to turn, and look at their legs, almost screaming in horror, but they couldn't even let a scream rise in their throat.

Blood…so much blood, a pool that their legs were submerged, well, what were their legs, chunks of flesh flooded in the red liquid.

They could feel their heartbeat, slow but speeding up, into a fluttering, scared and injured bird, but desperation to live prevailed.

They tried to pull themselves forward, crawling on their belly, as the chamber sloped they kept crawling, unaware of the low, steady heartbeat, or the gentle growling of their cacoon, until they were lightly pushed by one of the walls, back into the bloody pool.

As it happened, they felt their heart stop for only a second as they slid into the pool, disgust and terror filling their head, they tried to climb again, but they were lightly pushed again, and they, almost instantly, wept, never felt more helpless, weak, like a dying animal, they curled up in the pool of thick, red liquid, not crying in pain but in fear, they felt…small…

The creature felt them try and climb out of the pool, pitifully attempting to get away from the only thing keeping them alive, the creature shifted, gently letting them slip back into the pit of its belly, it wasn't like they blamed them, they must have been terrified, but it wasn't like the creature had much choice as they felt them squirm and squeal inside its stomach…

…they'd be okay, just a few more hours inside, and they'd be let out.

[teal-fiend]

possessive pred, not possessive in a cool and mysterious way.but in a cringefail way

crying and throwing up when they think someone is getting closer to their prey than the pred is

and when the prey's like "do u want to eat me later" the pred is like. "no since u don't even like me anymore"