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bramble-mouse · 4 months ago

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Unexpected Visitor

A/N: I wanted to see Frio interact with @voraciousvore 's Candy because they are both cutiepies!

CW: Vore (soft, safe and consensual)

Minors do not interact.

If there was anything Frio had come to learn, it was the strange, ozone-esque scent of multidimensional traversal- namely, the wet 'pop' of the fabric of reality being torn open, the rush of an oddly floral scent mixed with something burnt like sandalwood, and the sigh of that yawning gateway sewing itself shut.

The frost giant had only experienced this a few times, barely a handful. He'd come to learn his home sat on a magical nexus and that his presence there as a highly concentrated source of mana generally provided impetus for the universal powers that be that trade players for a wee bit, if only to enjoy the sojourn from afar.

This time, the portal opened midair and a tiny blonde woman plummeted screaming from the dimensional tear. Frio's eyes widened and he threw himself across the room to catch her. He held the little woman against his chest as his side met the floor with a loud thud.

Both were silent a stunned moment, gasping to catch respective breaths.

The giant rolled fully into his back and let out a deep sigh of relief. He lifted his hand off the little blonde woman and looked down at her.

"Ymir's bones...Are you injured?"

Frio inquired.

The little blonde woman's expressive eyes were wide, wonder slowly overtaking the apprehension. They wandered Frio's face with open curiousity.

"No, I...I think I'm ok."

The frost giant offered a small sort of smile.

"Ah, thank the gods."

He let his head loll back and rest on cool stone.

Frio felt movement on his chest. The tiny woman was on the move- and oddly lacking in fear for someone who'd just been shot out into parts unknown only to come face to face with a giant.

Before Frio could think to ask her name or anything about her, he felt her climb up his neck, his jaw and plant herself on his cheek. Frio opened his eyes to find her staring down with a wide, sunny grin.

"Wow! You look totally different from any other giant I've ever met! And you're handsome, too, though not as much as my Martin."

The buxom blonde giggled. She laid down without a moment's hesitation and smoothed her hand over his soft, cool skin.

"I'm Candy. I don't know what just happened but it's nice to meet you!"

Frio's face went bright pink and he was stunned into flustered silence. Perhaps it was Candy's forwardness. Maybe it was feeling the soft contours of a woman's body pressed so easily against his face, or the fact that she smelled impeccably sweet- Frio felt his heart racing.

"W-Well, I.."

Frio stammered. His ambient magic began to form little curls of ice over the ground with his body at thier center.

"You are...are too kind, Candy. I am Frio."

Something in the woman's smile was utterly infectious, and so Frio felt himself smiling wider.

"I suppose some explanation would be helpful to you. Do you take anything in your tea, my dear?"

Candy giggled.

"Tea? You're so proper."

The tiny woman laid her head down and hummed.

"I think sugar would be nice."

The frost giant chuckled as he extracted Candy gently from his face and picked himself up off of the cavern floor.

The frost giant made them each a cup of tea (Candy's was sweetened to perfection) and he explained that she'd been pulled away from home- but not to worry. The portals generally came back for thier displaced charges to return the anomalous presence back home. Candy nodded, listening with great interest perched atop Frio's bent knee. His deep, velvety voice soothed her to no end and reminded her of Martin, of that kind tone in his words, of the gentleness with which he always treated her. Her knight in shining armour.

Frio asked what she had experienced prior to her arrival in his home, and she mentioned nothing terribly strange. She'd been getting ready for her day as per usual and had just stood up to climb in Sir Maneater's hand when the world had turned to stars and she'd been pulled somewhere.

Frio hummed. His mind wandered to the human so prominent in his own life- to a thicket of wild, curly brown hair, to dark blue doe eyes, rose bud lips and a body as frail and skinny as a birds. What was this Sir Martin Maneater going through at present? Frio imagined doctor McTavish being ripped from him so suddenly and felt his stomach tie in knots. He was greatful Candy had landed here and not several leagues north in the wastes, where his kind would have wasted no time on devouring as delicious a delicacy as this young woman in her prime.

The frost giant's stomach let out a hollow groan. His face fell.

"Oh dear, please forgive me."

Frio said quickly.

Candy laughed, utterly unphased.

"It's okay. I think I have that effect on most giants."

Frio's lip lifted at the corner in relief.

"I am most grateful for your magnanimity."

He said.

"I promise, I shall not eat you."

"Why not?"

Candy inquired.

Frio paused, utterly confounded by that simple question.

Candy covered her mouth and laughed harder.

"Oh my gosh, you are seriously so cute. I don't mind if you can like...y'know. Eat me safely! Martin eats me sometimes and it's actually really nice."

Frio's eyes blinked.

Was this woman he'd barely know an hour volunteering to let him eat her? Frio couldn't find his words and stared dumbfounded.

That was until his belly chimed in with another impatient grumble.

"I...I would not want to be untoward, miss Candy."

Frio blurted out.

Candy leaned forward with a wide grin.

"Aww, relax, Frio! You have my full and enthusiastic permission to eat me safely!"

The frost giant couldn't help but let out a laugh of his own. Carefully, he plucked the blonde from his knee and cradled her gently in his claws. Candy's lips formed an 'o' once she felt the gentle telltale tingle of magic soaking into her body.

"I promise, I shall ensure you return home to your knight safe and sound."

Frio pledged, head bowed chivalrously and a hand over his heart.

Candy smiled.

"You're sweet."

The frost giant lifted his hand baring the Candy to his blue lips and they parted, revealing fangs, a pale bluish-purple tongue and throat.

"Oh wow...your mouth looks totally different. What a pretty colour."

Candy climbed in without a moments' hesitation.

Frio felt the tiny human settle into the dip of his tongue. He was salivating over Candy's succulent, cloyingly sweet flavour already. He let out an inhuman sound, a satisfied rumble from deep in his chest. And while he was determined to be a gentleman about this whole thing, his tongue lapped at Candy's extremities- her arms, her soft, shapely legs. He tasted her as politely as he could manage, and while she shifted occasionally with the motions of his tongue, there was no struggle, no fear. Frio's heart swelled.

With a tip of his head, he swallowed Candy in one smooth motion. He traced her form down the length of his neck, all the way down her journey into his depths. Frio waited to feel her drop into his belly and reclined, a hand rested over his midsection.

"Thank you."

Frio spoke with soft sincerity, his eyes crinkled at the corner with his smile.

"Please, do get comfortable, my new little friend. And let me know once you would like to come out. This spell was designed to last for days if need be, but I shan't keep you for so long a time."

Within the giant, his belly churned nothing but the sweet aroma of tea around the human it safely contained. Initially, Candy thought she would have to feel her way around until a trio of lights softly flitted into existence. Frio's insides were that same pale colour and notably less sweltering than any other giant's Candy has been tucked away in. She was sadly used to being in messy stomachs with masticated food mush but she had to admit- just a bath of tea was sort of nice! Candy filed away the idea for when she got home to try with Martin.

The human woman smiled, awestruck by this brand new experience, by this lovely fellow she'd been lucky to chance upon.

"Thanks, Frio!"

She patted the wrinkled lining of the giant's stomach and sank into the flesh behind her, enjoying comfortable warmth, like relaxing in a herbal bath.

Candy felt a hand press in against the wall behind her as Frio slowly rubbed his middle.

The pair enjoyed thier individual bliss while they waited for the magical nexus to flare again and escort her home- Candy's relaxing warm belly bath and Frio's predatory instincts being sated.

#mouseymusings #male pred #female prey #soft vore #safe vore #consensual vore #willing prey #g/t vore #v0re #v.ore #v/ore

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gt-daboss · 11 months ago

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Bianca and Cesar

Its Bianca and Cesar! Two characters from @voraciousvore's story(s) Bigcorp and its sequels! despite what this picture depicts, its actually mainly a M/f story, but that doesn't mean she doesn't play any role in the story!

The story does have v0re as well as other mature themes though, so if that doesn't seem to be your thing, don't complain to me or her about it, just don't read it. Still, just because the story has vore, doesn't mean my acc will ever post vore so if it bugs you don't worry bout that!

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tinycoded360 · 2 months ago

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Lilliput Adventures: Last Chapter

@gt-daboss @voraciousvore

The first sensation Tori registered was sand—gritty and damp against her cheek, tongue, nostrils.

The second was a bizarre tickling across her wrists and ankles, like ants marching on her skin. When she forced her salt-crusted eyelids open, she quickly shut them. The bright sun bore down on her.

"Uncle Jim?" Her voice emerged as a croak, throat raw from saltwater. She tried to move but found herself pinned—not by weight, but by hundreds, perhaps thousands, of threads that crisscrossed her body.

A few feet away, her uncle lay in a similar state. His face contorted as consciousness returned to him in painful increments.

"What in the—" he started, then stopped abruptly as his eyes focused on something near his hand.

Tori followed his gaze. Standing there, was a person—a miniature person in what appeared to be an elaborate uniform of green and yellow. And he wasn't alone. The beach around them swarmed with tiny figures.

"Telwin?" The word scraped past Tori's parched lips. "Captain Mavri? Fildor?” Tori called, trying to glance at any of the Lilliputians that she knew. Any from Captain Mavri’s crew. She tried to search for Linric and Silvo as well. She felt dred. What if they didn’t make it?

Tori closed her eyes. She remembered now……there was another storm. It was violent and it overturned them into the sea. Her tiny friends might not have made it to shore.

Tori's chest tightened with the familiar vice grip of anxiety. Her breathing quickened, shallow, and ineffective.

Tori spoke up, her voice quivering. "We just got caught in that storm. The boat capsized, and—"

"I don't think they’ll listen kiddo,” Uncle Jim said, grimacing as a squad of tiny soldiers secured another rope across his chest. "They're treating us like we're invaders."

A particularly bold Lilliputian climbed up onto Tori's shoulder, using the fabric of her t-shirt as a handhold and foothold. The tiny figure—a woman with a severe expression and a helmet adorned—stood with hands on hips, surveying Tori's face.

Tori squirmed under the tiny woman’s gaze. "Hello," Tori whispered, trying to keep her voice gentle. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, can you let us go now?"

Always apologizing. She couldn’t help it.

The tiny woman made a hand signal to her companions, gesturing emphatically toward Tori's face. More ropes appeared, and now they were working on securing her head, threading lines across her forehead and chin.

Panic bubbled up in her throat, threatening to spill over into a scream. The weight of the ropes was negligible, but the feeling of being trapped……was crushing.

"Easy, Tori. Deep breaths. They're just scared of us. We're giants to them, remember? We’d do the same if something fifty times our size washed up on our beach.” Uncle Jim said.

His words made sense, but logic was a poor antidote to the anxiety constricting her chest.

"The one on your right shoulder is giving me the stink eye," Uncle Jim continued, his voice deliberately casual. "Pretty impressive death glare from someone smaller than my car keys."

Despite everything, a watery laugh escaped Tori.

The sand near Tori's ear shifted, and she felt the featherlight weight of another climber. This one moved with more urgency, scrambling up the slope of her cheek with remarkable agility. He appeared in her field of vision—a young man with tousled blonde hair, his face flushed with exertion.

“Tori!" Telwin Exclaimed. “Everything’s going to be alright, it’s just all a misunderstanding……Captain Mavri is going to fix this all up! Promise!”

"Telwin!" Tori choked back a sob. She’d had thought he had died. “You’re alive!!”

The young man's face lit up with a brilliant smile. "Of course! That wasn’t my first storm…..be calm Tori, we’ll get you out of this. Just stay calm.”

“Ok, ok,” Tori took two deep breaths, holding them in and then slowly breathing out. “I trust you.”

Telwin nodded. “Good, good. And don’t you worry, Captain Mavri is speaking to the Queen on your behalf.”

"The Queen?" Tori repeated.

"Yes, Her Majesty Queen Lillian, ruler of all Lilliput and the surrounding isles," Telwin explained. "She's on her way to inspect the giants—that's you—and decide your fate, but don’t you worry Captain Mavri will explain everything to her."

Tori's stomach dropped. "Our fate?"

Telwin waved her off. “Like I said, don’t worry about that.”

******

Queen Lillian regarded the giants with the clinical interest of a collector examining unusual specimens.

"So," the Queen's voice was surprisingly resonant for her size, carrying clearly to Tori's ears. "These are the giants that washed upon our shores. Like the Great Gulliver of legend."

Tori tried to swallow, but her mouth had gone desert-dry. She'd never been comfortable as the center of attention.

She couldn’t see her uncle, couldn’t even see the tiny Queen from her position. She was tied down. Even her hair was tied to pegs, that were drilled into the ground. The only direction she could look was up. Her Uncle was in a similar position.

"Your Majesty," Uncle Jim called out, keeping his voice gentle. "We apologize for our unexpected arrival. We were caught in the storm and—"

"Silence, giant," the Queen cut him off with an imperious wave. "You will speak when permitted, not before."

Uncle Jim pressed his lips together, a muscle in his jaw twitching—a sure sign he was irritated but holding his tongue.

The Queen paced, her elaborate gown trailing in the sand. "Providence has delivered these creatures to our shores, and we shall make use of them. The Council and I have discussed the matter at length, and we have determined that these giants shall be put to work for the glory of Lilliput."

Murmurs rippled through the assembled Lilliputians. Telwin’s expression fell upon hearing this.

"They shall build for us," the Queen continued, warming to her subject. "Structures no Lilliputian could erect in a lifetime. They shall tend our fields, completing in days what takes our farmers months. They shall mine the mineral-rich northern cliffs, extracting resources from depths we cannot reach."

With each pronouncement, Tori's heart sank further. Slavery. The Queen was describing slavery. Although she didn’t know how the Queen would make them do this.

Tori spoke up, trying to reason with the tiny queen. "We—we would be happy to help your people, but perhaps as guests rather than as... workers?"

The Queen burst out laughing. "The giant thinks it has a choice in the matter! How quaint."

Heat crawled up Tori's neck, partly from embarrassment, partly from the indignity of being called "it."

"With all due respect, Your Majesty," Uncle Jim said, more firmly this time, "my niece and I are not property to be claimed."

"Everything within the borders of Lilliput belongs to Lilliput," the Queen declared. "You are within our borders, ergo, you belong to us. The logic is irrefutable." She placed her tiny hands on her hips. “You won’t have a choice in it beast. My top alchemist has created a special potion that would put your feeble mind under my control.”

Tori watched helplessly as the Queen turned to her advisors, already discussing work assignments and construction projects that would utilize their "giant resources." Her breaths came shallow and quick. She wanted to protest, to argue her case, but the words stuck in her throat, trapped by a lifetime of avoiding confrontation.

"Your Majesty."

A new voice entered the conversation. Captain Mavri stepped forward, her stance respectful but unintimidated.

"Captain Mavri," the Queen acknowledged, with noticeably less condescension than she'd shown the giants. "You wish to address the court on this matter?"

"I do, Your Majesty." Mavri executed a bow to be respectful. She knew she could point out how these two giants had helped her crew return home. But she knew her queen would not care, not really. She was looking for a profit. So Mavri planned to try a different approach.

"I believe there are practical considerations regarding the giants that have not been fully examined."

The Queen's eyebrow arched. "Proceed."

"The economic impact of maintaining giants has not been calculated," Mavri said, her voice steady. "Each giant would consume the equivalent of eight hundred Lilliputian rations daily—at minimum. Their water requirements would necessitate a dedicated aqueduct system. Housing structures would require resources equivalent to seventy-five standard dwellings.” Mavri listed off. Most of the numbers she picked, she plucked randomly. But the meaning was the same.

"You suggest they would be a burden rather than an asset?" the Queen interrupted, her tone sharpening.

"I suggest, Your Majesty, that their value must be weighed against their cost. The treasury reports from the era of Gulliver indicate that maintaining a single giant nearly bankrupted them."

The Queen turned to a nervous-looking advisor. "Treasurer, is this accurate?"

The treasurer stepped forward, bobbing in a series of anxious bows. "The historical accounts do show significant expenditure, Your Majesty. The Great Gulliver consumed resources at an alarming rate. Two would be double the strain.”

"These aren't just big appetites we're talking about," Mavri pressed. "Consider the logistics of waste management alone. The environmental impact on our waterways, our soil—"

"Enough." The Queen raised a hand, her expression clouding. "You make a compelling point, Captain."

"If they cannot serve as laborers without bankrupting the kingdom, then they must be eliminated," the Queen declared. "A swift and merciful execution will ensure they pose no threat to our people or our resources. Then we can harvest resources from the corpses."

Tori's body went cold, then hot, then cold again. Execution?

"No!" The word burst from her with unexpected force. "Please, Your Majesty, we're not a threat. Just let us leave!” Tori begged.

The Queen seemed unmoved. "The safety of Lilliput is my primary concern. Be at peace giant. Your corpse will still serve the needs of Lilliput.”

"Your Majesty," Mavri interjected again. The captain's gaze flicked briefly to Telwin, who stood stock-still on Tori's chest, he had made himself comfortable atop of her bosom. His youthful face had drained of color. "There is a third option, to consider.”

The Queen's attention returned to Mavri. "Explain."

"A trade agreement." Mavri's words were measured. "The giants perform specific, limited tasks that benefit the kingdom—tasks requiring their unique scale. In exchange, we provide them with the materials needed to construct a seaworthy raft. Once completed, they depart our shores, no longer our burden, and we get to use them for a time."

The Queen's eyes narrowed in calculation. "And how long would this raft-building take?"

"At max a month, Your Majesty, with proper materials and instruction."

"That’s a long time feeding giants," the Queen mused. "Treasurer?"

The nervous official consulted his papers. "If we limit their rations to the bare minimum, the expenditure would be within acceptable parameters, Your Majesty."

"Very well," the Queen finally declared. "Captain Mavri's proposal is accepted, with one condition." She turned her gaze directly to Tori and Uncle Jim. "Any deviation from the agreed terms, any threat to my subjects, will result in immediate execution. Is that understood, giants?"

"Perfectly, Your Majesty," Uncle Jim responded promptly.

"Y-yes," Tori managed, her voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Mavri addressed the Queen one more time. "With your permission, I will oversee the giants' work detail and ensure compliance."

"Granted," the Queen said with a dismissive wave. "You’re experienced with these oversized creatures, after all.”

The Queen turned to her advisor. “Draft up a list of work for the beasts. I want us to be properly compensated. Work them to the bone if you must.”

The Queen addressed Captain Mavri next. “Would you like the mind control drug, to help keep them in line?”

“I can handle them, my Queen. They’ll do as I say.”

“I expect you to keep them in line and on schedule for the tasks. If they give you any trouble, they will be drugged.” The Queen replied.

As Lilliputian soldiers began the painstaking process of untying the countless knots securing them, Tori found herself looking at Captain Mavri with new appreciation. The woman had effectively saved their lives.

*****

Out in the countryside, away from the main Lilliput civilization, Tori and her Uncle sat in a field near a tiny cottage.

Mavri looked up at the two humans. "The mining site is three kilometers north," she informed them without preamble. "Jim, you'll be working under Mining Master Haddock. My crew will guide you there." She gestured to Silvo, Linric and Telwin.

"Tori," Mavri continued, "you'll come with me and Fildor to the western bay. We’ll get started on gathering materials for that raft.”

Uncle Jim gave Tori's shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "See you later kiddo. Try not to step on anyone."

His attempt at humor drew a faint smile from Tori, though it did little to calm the anxiety fluttering in her stomach. She watched him pick up his tiny guides and follow their directions. It was comical to watch him pick his way through the Lilliputian-sized landscape.

"Tori, give me your hand,” Mavri ordered. “That’s right palm up.”

Tori obeyed offering her hand to the tiny captain and her first mate. She watched as Mavri and Fildor climbed aboard. “Place us on your shoulder, that will make things much easier.”

Tori complied.

Mavir and Fildor balanced on her shoulder. And directed her on where to go.

Tori followed Mavri’s command.

Tori paused as she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. Telwin darted toward her leg. Tori watched as he scrambled up Tori's pant leg with remarkable agility.

"Mind if I hitch a ride?" he called up, not waiting for permission as he scaled her clothing. "My legs may be spry, but they're short, and keeping pace with your stride is like trying to outrun the wind!"

"Telwin," Mavri said sharply, "you were assigned with the others.”

He reached Tori's other shoulder and settled there. "Actually, Captain, I’m Tori’s cultural liaison, very important work, you see.”

Mavri's eyes narrowed, but she didn't challenge his claim. "Right, cultural liaison, that’s one word for this.” She commented making a hand gesture to indicate him and Tori.

“I don’t know what you speak of,” Telwin replied.

As they continued toward the bay, Telwin proved to be an enthusiastic tour guide, pointing out landmarks and sharing snippets of Lilliputian history. His knowledge, though delivered in a chaotic stream of consciousness, was genuinely fascinating.

They reached the western bay.

The next few hours passed in a blur of activity.

Fildor and Mavri set Tori to work in gathering materials from the land and making rope from plant material. Tewlin happily tagged along as Tori worked. Keeping her entertained.

Fildor and Mavri worked on a blueprint. Once the day ended, and Jim returned from the mines, he looked over the blueprint as well. Jim corrected and added to the plans. Making sure there would be enough room for two. Jim also set to work on crafting fishing gear and a net to hunt for food on the journey home. He planned out storage as well. He planned to fish in the open waters and preserve what he caught.

The most important part was water. Freshwater. Jim made sure to craft buckets to store this vital resource in.

All in all, this project took more than a month. Much to the annoyance of the Queen. Mavri had to run interference so she would not order the giants to be killed.

Tori and her Uncle grew thin, and the merger rations that the lilliputs gave them. It would have been allot worse if her Uncle wasn't fishing. Much to his fascination, the fish in the ocean were scaled down as well. He had to catch hundreds of fish to feed himself and Tori. He had to craft a big net, with tiny tiny holes, to keep the fish in.

Finally, it was time.

Tori lay under the stars, in an open field behind the tiny cottage. This was the last night here, in this tiny land. She hoped with all her heart that, she and her Uncle would make it home.

She missed home dearly......missed her parents.....missed her friends......and even missed her college classes.

She had been thinking of taking a break from school, and in a twisted stroke of fate, she got that break.

Tori glanced down, as she felt Telwin climb up her side.

"Tori.....I have a question." Telwin stated.

"Sure, what's up?" Tori asked.

Telwin inhaled sharply. "I want to go with you. When you leave. Can I?"

Tori felt something warm unfurl in her chest.

"What about Captain Mavri?" she asked. "And your life here?"

"They'll understand.....I want to be with you. Even if that means living in a world of giants. I know you can't stay here. So I want to go with you."

Tori extended her hand and gently picked up the tiny man. She sat up and cradled Telwin to her chest. "I'd like it if you came with us," she said softly.

Telwin beamed up at her. "Besides, you'll need help navigating your way home! I can't let you get lost out there."

Tori laughed and clutched Telwin close. "You sure?" Tori asked one more time. "I don't think we'll be able to get back here.....and we might not even make it...."

Telwin slapped her thumb. "None of that now, we'll be fine.....and I care a lot about you, Tori. I want to live my life by your side."

Tori blushed. "I-I-I.....like you too." Tori felt tears threaten to spill.

"Aw, none of that now!" Telwin said, reaching out and patting her bosom. "Now how about we get some rest? It's a big day tomorrow."

Tori held Telwin to her chest. She felt warm and happy. A flutter of feelings wiggled in her belly. Yes, she very much did like Telwin. And she looked forward to sharing her life with him. She drifted off to sleep.

Author Note: This is the end of this segment. Yes, they make it back. (smoothly probably not, but I promise they make it back.) I might return and do some one-shots for Telwin and Tori and their life together. But that would be a separate work. This one I'm done with. I hope everyone enjoyed it.

#gulliver travles #lilliput #gt #g/t #gt community #g/t writing #my writing #last chapter #gentle giantess

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smallbigworld · 1 year ago

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Heya! I'm Nika.

One of my 2024 goals is to finally start a g/t blog.

I don't talk about those interests to anyone, so I'm looking forward to this.

I plan to post my g/t writing on here as well as random thoughts and dribbles.

Here's a bit about me:

*I'm 23

*I'm autistic

*I'm South African

*I'm a dog & plant mom

*I'm a Queer woman

Let's talk about my g/t interests

*I like being tiny and the prey

*I like fluff, vore, gore, and basically anything to do with g/t

*I've never actually successfully roleplayed with anyone online but I'm open to it.

*These are some of my favorite g/t creators that have inspired me:

@rocko-newjeans @thefanciestborrower @pocket-ozwynn @terristarstrike @reborrowing @friendlyfoxpal @frolix @boiled-ginger-ale @diddlesanddoodles @vore-toast @protectivepredmom @vixen525noms @voraciousvore

There are so many others that inspired me, too. The g/t community on Tumblr is awesome, and I can't wait to be a part of it. Send me a message if you want to chat.

That's all for now, thanks for reading. 🩷

#g/t #giant/tiny #g/t vore #g/t vore writing #g/t fluff #safe vore #g/t community #giant #tiny

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alexcutecolly · 10 months ago

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💝: I love you (platonic)

🥰: I love your blog

😇: You're one of the kindest people on this site

🧸: Soft vibes

🤩: I admire you

📜: Your fics are top tier

🖼️: Your artwork is stunning

Awwwww thank you so much pal!!! 😭😭❤️❤️ You're amazing omggg 🥺🥺❤️❤️

#this made me smile so much omg 😭😭#thank you so much again friend 🥺🥺❤️❤️#voraciousvore #my asks #ask post

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yummynomms · 6 months ago

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Accidents Pt. 2!

Once again, quite angsty! But ends on a fluffy note this time ;3

and they're alright!! the general consensus was that we all wanted our poor tiny to get out safely, (me too!), so...

Tags: @voraciousvore @emijkoxy

#safe vore #g/t #soft vore #extreme cuddling #g/t vore #gt vore #nonfatal vore #female pred #g/t writing #giantess vore #giantess #wholesome giantess #nonsexual vore #v0re #sfw vore #v.ore #v0r3 #my art #gentle pred

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wholegrainvore · 1 year ago

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my drawings of @voraciousvore's characters chef cruor and chef gore <3<3<3<3 i love these men theyre so sillys

read buckys do it now

#vore implications #? i suppose #my art #g/t #giant men #size difference

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voraciousvore · 2 years ago

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Boarding School for Giants (25/25)

1st chapter: https://www.tumblr.com/voraciousvore/731600430392639488/boarding-school-for-giants-125?source=share

------ Chapter 25 (Conclusion) ------

“I want to stay,” I repeated, “and I want you, Joey, to be my boyfriend, and Mr. Henderson, I want you to be my father.” I could scarcely believe the words came from my lips, but I felt as if an impossibly heavy weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I realized then I didn’t care about the risks. More than anything, I wanted to be loved, to be accepted, to belong. I had a home here, with the people who cared about me: Joey, Mr. Henderson, and my new budding friendships with Stephanie and the others.

Having held back his tears all day, Joey finally started crying, but his were tears of joy now rather than despair. Overcome, he grabbed me in his hands and planted a big kiss on my tiny frame. “Oh, Eren!” he cried. “I’m so happy!” He embraced me heartily against his chest, and I could hear his heart pumping vigorously. He had been so pent-up with stress the whole day, but now the relief was exploding out of him.

Mr. Henderson had a more subdued but just as meaningful reaction. He restrained himself and allowed Joey to hug and kiss me as he pleased. His eyes, however, sparkled with excess moisture and the rigidity of his posture relaxed as he was granted solace. When Joey was finally finished loving on me, I walked across the desk into the waiting hands of the man who wanted to be my father, and I felt like I was home. He gently lifted me up and held me to his massive chest in a hug. I sighed with contentment.

The next few weeks were a dream. I hung out with Joey most of the time, both in and out of school, but I was making new friends every day. Giants greeted me in the hallways, and I felt safer with people around who knew me. Drake, after being humiliated, stayed far away from me, and nobody else harassed me. Joey kept me safe and helped me when I was having trouble with my classes. I admired his intelligence, patience, and talent, and my love for him only grew with each passing day. My academic performance improved significantly with his tutoring, and my teachers treated me well. I had transformed from a rowdy brat into a respectable student. I was, for once, happy with my life and the choice I had made to stay among giants.

Before long, the legalities surrounding my adoption were completed, and Mr. Henderson was officially my dad. I continued to attend the boarding school, but instead of living in the human dorm the plan was to move in with Mr. Henderson at his house.

“I don’t live too far from the school,” Mr. Henderson said, as he carried me along. I was finally going to get the opportunity to see my new home.

“Mr. Hender—I mean, Dad,” I corrected myself. “Do you usually walk to work?”

“Usually, yes,” the giant answered. “And I’ll be more than happy to take you with me. It would be nice to have some company on the way there.” He smiled kindly, and I was more than pleased to reciprocate.

“Here we are. Your new home, and our humble abode,” he announced. “I’ve made quite a few adjustments so you can be comfortable living in a giant home.” He gestured to a ramp constructed alongside the giant steps and a human-sized door built into the wall. He placed me on the ground so I could try out these new additions myself. I ran up the ramp as the giant walked up the steps alongside me and we both opened our respective front doors to go inside.

The house was vast, of course, but most of the giant furniture had been outfitted with little ladders or ropes for me to climb up on. My new dad had also splurged on plenty of human appliances that were miniscule versions of his own, such as a human-sized refrigerator and microwave in the kitchen. He told me that he was able to obtain these items via his connections with the school’s supplier, an easy task since he was the principal now after all. Additionally, he had provided me with my own private bedroom and bathroom, which were contained within a confined space that to the giant was about the size of a shoebox.

“So, what do you think, Eren? Miss Eren Henderson? Do you like it?” my giant dad asked me, after giving me a full tour of the house. He was both excited and a little nervous. He kneeled down to my level and held out his hand to me.

I looked up at him, my eyes sparkling. “I love it!” I cried, jumping up into his hand. He lifted me up and cradled me against his gigantic body in a warm embrace. I snuggled up to him and closed my eyes. The hole in my heart that had plagued me for most of my life had finally been filled. I was home.

Author's Note: Thanks for reading to the end! I hope you enjoyed the story, despite its flaws. Feel free to leave comments, including criticism. If you liked this story, I have a lot of other g/t and vore stories!

Writing Masterpost

This particular story has a sequel as well, but be warned: the sequel is far more "adult" in content and contains lots of vore, explicit sex scenes (including non-consensual), violence, kidnapping, torture, and in general is very gruesome (though it has a lot of fluff/ sweet moments too). It is titled "In the Belly of the Giant" and can be found here.

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