#THERES TOO MUCH OTHER STUFF IN THE DIGEST FOR ME TO TALK ABOUT I'M SO. I'M SO OVERWHELMED

[sneakyevillurker]

Observer/pred couple where the observer helps the pred eat unwilling prey and gets off to the sounds of the agonizingly slow digestion, gradually realizing how much they want to be in there even knowing it’d be painful and permanent…they love the pred, love hearing the pred’s sated noises and listening to the noisy gut, what better way to show that love than to feed their hunger directly? Only to find out that since they were the first willing prey, they get turned into sentient fat, layered over that soft belly and able to hear and feel those gurgles forever more… bonus points if the pred somehow realizes the situation and gets way more handsy with themself to show appreciation for their former lover-turned-lunch making such a “generous” sacrifice 😍🫠

WOW.... like this is GENUINELY a scenario I enjoy SO MUCH and discussed and thought about a lot. Like with someone who I'm close to who also likes vore like wow tjis is actually perfect. im glad i get to talk about it here !!!!! Thank you for the ask ... also disclaimer theres some talk of sex in this so yah. Be warned ...

You have a couple who's been together for a fairly long time, basically knowing everything there is to know about each other, including their more *peculiar* interests. With the main subject here being vore, obviously, but with the pred initially not knowing they can eat people. One day, the couples in bed together, getting hot and heavy with each other, with part of the foreplay being a little vore role-playing, talking about how good they observer would feel sliding down their throat, how full they'd make their gut, all the usual stuff you can imagine. But for whatever reason (humor me a bit, i suck at writing LOL), this time the pred somehow manages to get their partner halfway down their throat before realizing what was going on, managing to cough them back up before they accidentally ate them.

The pred would be initially shocked and horrified at nearly DEVOURING the love of their life, obviously not expecting to have almost swallowed them whole, the obsever not nearly as shaken up by the experience, somehow seeming invigorated by nearly getting a tour of their partners digestive tract. After the shock of almsot getting swallowed whole, the two would discuss what happened, coming to the realization that their once impossible fantasy is now possible! From there, they'd discuss possible ways of getting the pred meals, ways where you could easily get someone back home with you, with the observer happily assisting their partner in these endeavors. They'd start going out to clubs, letting the pred attract the attention of any soon to be meals, singling out people they'd figure would be easy to catch. Pretty quickly, you'd have creeps getting a little too handsy at the bar getting lured away somewhere private, a bathroom, the alleyway outside anywhere without prying eyes, watching.

The pred would get them alone, promises of a good time getting their soon to be meal to isolate themselves, with what they though would be a kiss turning out to be something much more deep and intimate than that. The pred would savor the taste of their catch, the obsever quickly helping keep the prey trapped by holding down any errant limbs that may cause trouble, encouraging the pred to gulp them down, pushing them deeper into their partners mouth to help finish the job. The pred would manage to scarf down any would-be suitors, waddling away with the help of their partner as they'd make their way back home, eager to spend time with each other after such a successful night out. It'd start off with shock, the realization that the pred actually managed to eat someone, followed by praise for doing so by the observer, as they quickly get their hands on the preds gut, much to their pleasure, and their meals displeasure, squirming and screaming to be let out as the couple enjoys their unwilling participant for the night.

It'd start off with the obvious, belly rubs from the observer, quickly loting up the stuffed organ as they help soothe their partners' bloated belly. Even though they managed to get them down, it doesn't mean it feels too great, with how stretched the meal had made their stomach, the fine line between a nice, filling meal and feeling like you're about to burst would be thin, the observer doing their best to ease the feelings, kneading away at their partners gut to help melt down their meal, kissing and massaging it as they tell them how fun it was getting them a meal. From here, things would go from bad to worse for the meal, with not only how tight and cramped their temporary prison was, the stomach acid dripping onto them and pooling underneath them, but things would quickly growing hot and heavy between the couple, the pred using their belly as make shift support while their partner helps turn their meal into mush another way, thrusting into the pred from behind, grinding against the preds ass as their belly presses down onto the floor, crushing their meal. The person would scream and squirm during all this, doing little more than sending up the occasional belch from the pred, as their environment grew worse and worse, soon being unable to struggle as the last of their energy is spent, crushed bemath the weight of two bodies and the constant grinding from said bodies, soom getting tuened into an unrecognizable mush inside the preds gut.

Fast forward to the next day, and the pred has EASILY an extra 40 pounds, their clothes straining against their newly fattened body, both the pred and observer being INCREDIBLY pleased with the results of last night, and deciding to continue doing what they did. Imagine this going on for however long you want, with the observer enjoying every pound the pred puts on, playing with their chubby belly, groping their widening hips, telling them how beautiful they look with such a soft face, howcute the stretch marks they'd gotten were, ect. They'd then start growing more and more enamored with the idea of being the one trapped in their partners' gut and melting into more of them, having nearly been the first one to do so, they'd decide to one day ask to be eaten by their partner, with the the pred initially being apalled at the idea of it, not wanting to digest them like they had nearly done before, but with the observer saying how much they care for the pred, how much they enjoy being with them and love them, and how they never wanna be apart from them, the pred would soon relent, agreeing to eat them, much to the observers (zoom to be preys) delight. They'd set up one last special night together, a nice night out, with a romantic dinner for the two, the pred having one last treat to top the night off. They'd talk about how much they love and care for each other, how they're glad they met each other, every romantic thing you could imagine, before returning home to one last night of passion between the two, each enjoying the gains the pred had made with the observers help, before the inevitable conclusion of the night came, the pred offering one last time to not eat the obsever, withnthem refusing.

The pred would be slow and sensual with their partners' devourment, making sure to treat them with love and care as they took in their flavor and shape, making sure to get every little detail about them in their head before they ate them, with their prey enjoying every second of it, moaning and squriminh inside the preds throat as they feel themself being sampled like any other meal to pass between their partners lips, soon meeting the same conclusion as every meal does finding themself curled up inside their partners chubby gut. The pred would rub and caress their belly lovingly, feeling their partner squirm and moan as they took in their new home, their prey seemingly enjoying it more than they had expected, the prey also being surprised at just how *good* it felt inside, having heard the yelling crying of their partners previous meal, they'd anticipated a painful ordeal, only to be pleasantly surprised by the opposite! The pred and prey would soon fall asleep, knowing that by tomorrow morning, only one of them would awake, both knowing the prey would be nothing more than an extra layer of chub adorning the preds body, another size up, another stretch mark on growing figure.

But to the surprise of both parties, both of them would wake up the next day, albeit in MUCH different conditions. The pred would initially wake up, slightly sad about last nights events, rubbing away at their slightly fatter belly. Although they were happy to have their partner be part of them, they were sad that wellz they were gone, or so they thought.

(SORRY to interupt if you were enjoying the read so far.

SO. I LOVE sentient fat a lot, but there's like. Two separate ideas of it i enjoy that are slightly different. One being a more obvious sentience wuth the prey being sble to talk to the pred, sort like a voice inside your head situationz the other being a more passive role, with the pred feeling the preys presence on their body, a warm feeling here, a jiggle oit of nowhere there, the body reacting to the mention of said prey, ect. I kinda wanna write about both, maybe soon i will BUT here like. Voice in your head one!!)

They'd hear a voice in their head, at first thinking they were imagining it, with how it sounded EXACTLY like their partner,but as the voice grew clearer and spoke more, they'd realize, their partner was still there!! Albeit as nothing more than fat padding out of the preds body. They'd squeeze and rub at it, giggling at the preys response, saying how wonderful it felt as the pred gropes and squeezes at their fattened frame, smacking their belly a bit as they say how happy they are to still have them with them, to their preys agreement. They'd have to find new clothes to accommodate their new passenger, but itd be well worst the cost of being able to keep their partner with them

UGHHGGG i cant state how much i love these kind of scenarios in vore. My sub-par writing skills dont do my thoughts justice when it comes to writing about stuff like this,but even so i hope u enjoyed the writing. I need to sleep now but i couldn't get this out my mind. So Good night all again i hopeyou guys liked...

[cappucosmic]

hello id just like to say that i love love love your art 🩵 everything feels so full of color and texture, and you make people look like... people? you capture the roughness and imperfections of What People Are, and make them (even more) beautiful. every one of your paintings feels alive. theres spirit in there. you, in my opinion, have simply mastered the art of genuine facial expressions- when someone smiles, i can feel the love in it; when someone cries, it feels like im right there with them. your art is true to life in the way that it isnt photorealistic, but it gets the feelings, emotions, and all the important details, all the stuff that makes the viewer Feel. and the lighting! the texture! you paint skin really well.

i adore your art. i am delighted to have found your account. i am so, so excited to see what you make next. (and see more of the WIPs you post! its always fun seeing a work come together over time!)

thank you thank you thank you 🩵🌼

Thank YOU!!!! This means so much! It made me feel all warm and fuzzy to read. I don't think I could properly convey just how much it means to get asks like this. Thank you!

I really love art. What I really like about art is when you really feel like you're in a scene when looking at it. And there's so many stories I love that make me feel a certain way, and I want to be able to convey how I feel about those stories on a screen so that even people who've never read or watched the story can feel like they've caught a snippet of it in a way that a lot of other fanart doesn't typically convey.

And that actually kind of hits on the photorealism you talk about - when I was younger, I saw photorealistic art of anime and manhwa and wanted to be able to do that, but at the same time, when you look at most photorealistic art... It feels like the marvel is more about the technical aspect. It's really rare to see something photorealistic and really feel life behind it. But I really love impressionism and pre-Raphaelites and other forms of art where the art itself does look realistic, but when you look closer, it's not really realistic at all - but that makes it more fun to pick apart and digest.

And while I've sort of cut out a niche for myself here considering how different my art is from a lot of fanart, at the same time I don't think I'm doing anything novel. I get all this inspiration and these desires from existing art, and much of that art, especially the older and older it is, is actually fanart. I've talked about this a couple times, and you still sort of see people mocking fanwork from time to time and trying to distance modern fanworks from the ones pre-copyright law, but it is wholly the same human needs to feel an emotion and want to communicate that emotion to other people. And I think... In the current time we're in, where basically everything online is just about endless consumption and not thinking too much and corporate sanitization... I really enjoy making things that feel so entirely human and connected with everything artists have always been doing, while also being incompatible with modern laws. I think it's better for that. Sometimes I do noncopyrighted stuff, and it never feels as strong to me as when I'm trying to communicate how I felt during reading/watching a story I really loved.

So I'm really glad that I can get asks like this! Where someone breaks down what they like about my art and who I am as an artist and never even mention fandom, because I've made something that could be enjoyed fully by people who don't even know the characters.

Anyway, here's some fanart I love, some of which I have in my home; fanart that inspires me and what I like trying to go for.

All truly fanart by artists who watched a play or heard a ballad and were inspired to create something depicting what they witnessed. Not religious artwork, not painting from life - fanart.

[borderlinebabys-blog]

Just a ramble...

Temu things came in and the normal hit of dopamine I get opening the package didn't happen. It may just be because I'm down a bit today...I don't know but I'll probably take a break from ordering things other than maybe getting a few Christmas presents for other people.

My boyfriends daughter has been doing some sketchy stuff lately when it comes to food. We caught her putting some of the food she didn't want into a baggie to try and hide it from us, we also have an app on her phone that monitors everything and she told a few people that she didn't eat breakfast or dinner a couple of days last week. I think she was just saying that for attention tbh because I didn't find the food that she claims she didnt eat anywhere but we all know how easy it is to be sneaky like that when needed. Today when she got home from school I saw on the nanny cam that she took something out of her lunchbox and hid it under her stuffed animal. Im not entirely sure what it was but if she tries to put more food in the baggie later during dinner we will have no choice but to either confront her or make everyone eat dinner together so we can make sure she actually eating it. Anyway, I will be keeping a close eye on her around meal times for a bit to make sure shes not following in my footsteps...

I am extremely irritable today. Part of which is due to being very very hungry. Im also just fed up with my life. We were supposed to be getting rid of the kittens today but the person who wanted to take both of them decided she no longer wanted them. My boyfriend messaged some of the other people who were interested but hasn't heard back. I responded with something along the lines of "ugh...I need them gone" (I haven't been able to sleep very well lately due to them) and my boyfriend got kind of snappy with his response when I said this...I know I'm probably just reading too much into it but I hate when he gets grouchy at me like that. Also I'm SICK of him just doing nothing when he is home. There is so much that needs to be done, only things that he can do, and every time he is home he just sleeps, plays his damn video games, and complains that he sick or tired. Then he gets mad at me when I try to push him to actually do something. I'm getting really tired of his shit, getting tired of pretty much having no support when it comes to things involving HIS son or the house/animals. I've been wanting to leave for a while but days like today just push me closer and closer to walking out the door. I need to get my anxiety under control so that I can actually go out and meet people. I am currently talking to someone that I like and he likes me, wants me to move in with him and everything. I fear that its only a matter of time before he gets tired of me saying no every time he wants to come see me or take me out. I need to be brave...Theres just so much to worry about though...ugh...

Tonight my dinner will be the other half of the acorn squash I made on Saturday and a piece of avocado toast. Today's weigh in went alright...up from last weigh in but I think this evening when I weigh in again (I do morning and evening on weigh in days) it will be what it was last weigh in or maybe even lower. Taking into consideration the amount of calories actually consumed over the last few days I should not have gained any weight. I'm holding onto hope that it was up due to food still being in my digestive tract. Honestly who knows though...maybe I need to get a little more strict with myself...

All for now I guess. Might be on later but that's doubtful.

[claitea]

lots and lots and lots and lots of stuff in the dragalia digest but the most important part:

MY SECOND FAVORITE GOT AN ALT