It so much hotter to me when the prey getting eaten explicitly does NOT deserve it. They weren't a bad person, they didn't do anything wrong, they didn't make a mistake or have a lapse in judgement, the pred just felt like making them into a meal. It's not fair but too bad.
Imagine having the opportunity to get eaten for real. It's the hottest pred you can imagine and he's ravenous for you. He looks you in the eyes and tells you he's going to do it unless you tell him "no" in the next 10 seconds. You'll die in there. You won't come back.
Pred jerking off so intensely that he misses the exact moment you die, he just realizes at some point that he hasn't felt you move in a while, and that drives him over the edge.
Hey guys. I'll have more to say about this later but for now I just want to let you know that I'm back.
I'd appreciate a retweet to help let people know that this is over, and that I truly will not be doing something this intense again.
GOD there's literally nothing better than watching someone who's clearly terrified disappear down a throat and knowing they're absolutely not going to be okay.
I love being werewolf food. My purpose in life is to fill my Master's belly and make him satisfied until my last breath. I want him to digest me and break me down until I'm nothing more than a thin, anonymous layer of useless pudge on his perfect body.
Stomachs don’t “want” to destroy things that get put inside them, they just do. That’s what they’re for. They’re made to hold things in place while they get broken down and processed. If you end up inside of one, you’re food and you’ll be treated like it.
(Little reminder that his player will get this account back soon!)
For now though, I have a new layer of doughy pudge lining my gut in need of attention. 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘴.
You should kiss my belly and start rubbing it. :)
Know your lingo.
Perma Vore: The prey character is canonically dead after being eaten.
Perm Vore: Long-lasting, hard to remove curls are added to the prey's fur and will persist after the RP ends.
Vore Parma: The prey is breaded, covered with tomato sauce and cheese, and baked.
It's SO hot when comics show intense digestion along with explicit hour/day markers in the panels to let you know exactly how long the prey's been enduring it.
God I just wanna be slowly destroyed deep inside someone's guts. Checked in on every once in a while when they remember, but mostly just ignored and left alone while they go about their life. I'll break down eventually, and I'm definitely not going anywhere in the meantime.
I wanna be eaten SO bad. Every fantasy I've ever had ends with me sliding down someone's throat. I can hardly glance at a belly or an open maw without getting butterflies. It's a fundamental need. I feel it with every fiber of my being. I'm food. I belong to whoever grabs me.
Getting eaten by an herbivore and worked over by guts that were never meant to handle you. His body's digesting you painfully slow and inefficiently but he's entirely unwilling to give you up. You're his catch and he's going to use every bit of you no matter how long it takes.
(Spending the night inside someone is hell. It's too hot, everything hurts, you're scared, your brain won't stop fixating on what's happening to you. Minutes feel like hours and the entire time you're painfully aware that they *are* asleep. They're so peaceful. It's not fair.)
Your friend accidentally letting slip that he has a crush on you, and then stuffing you down his throat immediately after in an embarrassed haze to save face.
No matter how cruel and unfair it feels to get swallowed alive, just know that countless other sentient critters have been through this exact same thing. You’re not special. You’re food.
Controversial but I personally find it way hotter when the prey dies directly from digestion (and maybe lack of air) rather than from being pushed on and crunched. I like the thought that the digestive system is good enough at taking care of us without any extra help.
Pred friend who's extremely excited to let you know that he's made up his mind to eat you for real, and can't understand why you seem so scared when you were always so excited to RP and be teased about it in the past.
When a pred burps, they're just getting rid of all the excess air they swallowed while working you down. You might think you need it, but you belong to them now, and they don't need you to have it. Your ability to breathe comfortably isn't worth that extra little bit of bloat.
Over an hour after the movement in your stomach died down, you hear an impressively loud gurgle followed by the faintest whine, and you look on amused as a little rounded bulge interrupts the otherwise perfectly smooth surface of your doggy-stuffed gut.
I'm not dead just yet.
Chubby pred who can't feel or hear his prey once he's gulped them down and lives in blissful ignorance of just how hellish and slow his guts are when churning down whoever he introduces them to. Assuring all his potential prey that it'll be "quick" and "won't be that bad".
I think that getting your head sucked on for any extended period of time would be intense enough to make you fairly docile for whatever the pred wanted to do next.
Obviously no shade to anyone else's preferences but I can't stress enough how important it is to me that vore has consequences. All that power play means nothing to me if the prey is okay after. I don't want to be swallowed, I want to be *eaten*. Food doesn't come back. It's used
Getting licked would be so much more exciting with the knowledge that whatever or whoever is doing so is about to eat you.
They’re tasting you, slicking you up for your upcoming trip, readying their digestive system for your arrival, and soon you’ll feel them *everywhere*.
Getting swallowed feet first by someone whose throat is so tight that once your head starts to squeeze inside, it's all you can do to keep yourself conscious. You slowly disappear with one long, low, groan as every last bit of air is forced from your lungs in the process.
grrrRWORRbblllgggblb (laksdflk Clint is in the middle of doing something right now with FAIRLY BIG implications for me but I have no clue what they'll actually be x_x )
Being swallowed and knowing that the stomach *is* going to kill you, and that it’s literally designed to keep you there the entire time, and that barring the pred changing his mind there is nothing you can do to stop it.
You convince your friend to swallow you and then immediately let you back out so you can decide if you’d like to go all the way. His insides are much more oppressive then you expected and you tell him that you don’t want to go back in. He grins and opens wide.
When you obsess over "realistic" vore for as long as I have it's easy to take it for granted, but it's important to remember that being eaten and digested alive by someone would be really fucking brutal and overwhelming both emotionally and physically.
In a way, fatal vore is comforting because you know you're completely trapped and your digestion is inevitable. Your pred has everything under his control. Nothing you do will ruin your fantasy. You get to be food no matter what. It's not your choice, it's just what you are.
Your pred getting an upset stomach from eating you along with someone else, then unintentionally belching them back up but feeling immediately way better and keeping you packed away.
I love vore imagery where it's clear the prey isn't going to fit back out after they've been swallowed even if the pred wanted to try. Too curled up and compacted to possibly squirm back into a position that'd let the esophagus ripple them back outwards. They're gone.
Your buddy's eating you live on stream and there's an impossibly high donation incentive to digest you, mostly just there to add excitement, only he accidentally forgot to add a zero to the number. It's redeemed almost immediately. Sorry, but it's important to honor these things.
(Hearing your pred’s stomach growl with hunger while you’re inside of him and briefly feeling offended before catching yourself and realizing how embarrassing that is.)
Preds lying on their backs after swallowing someone and smugly watching their bellies deform as their snacks struggle and writhe around. Before too long, the natural rise and fall of their chests does more to move their prey's bulges than any squirm.
I wish vore was real because I NEED to see a full length video of someone packed away and squirming for their life through layers of muscle and flesh and fat.
Pred who really wants to eat you but can't stand the idea of losing you forever, so he clones you first.
And he makes absolutely sure the one he eats is the original.
Pred who, the moment he finds out you've jerked it to the fantasy of him eating you, feels a switch flip in his head and no longer feels even the slightest bit bad about the idea of doing it for real.
@ClintWolfo
To grab a handful of belly fat and to know that 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 used to be a living, breathing person. A happy, cheery dog with no business being crammed down someone's gullet and smelted alive.
Yet, I did. I ate him and digested him because I felt like it. Because he belongs to me. 🖤
It’s incredible how once you’ve been swallowed you’re essentially a lost cause. If your dog stole a steak from the table and scarfed it down, you’d be mad but you’d know he’d won and let him keep it. Same deal when someone eats your friend.
There's a weird comfort in knowing your entire life's been leading straight down someone's throat. It makes everything else so simple. You know exactly what you are and where you stand.
You'll still fight it, but deep down you know it won't matter. It's not up to you.
Pred apologizing for how awful his insides are going to be, but sheepishly letting you know that thinking about you squelching around in there all horrified makes it even hotter for him.
Being slowly eaten alive while someone else pets you and tries to calm you down and coos at you and tells you it's all going to be okay (even though it's absolutely not).
Yelling your safe word right as your pred belches, drowning out your voice and compacting you so tight you can’t yell again at the volume needed to be heard through his body.
Pred telling you that while yes, you two did agree he’d let you back out, he really doesn’t have to now and in fact he isn’t going to. You belong to him and you’re exactly where he wants you to be.
Pred who wasn't planning on digesting you, but your struggling and panic ends up turning him on way more than he was expecting and he HAS to keep you in there.