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sinful-strikeout · 12 years ago

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petite goûter.

oops gayt drew things and I wrote batter/dedan vore. notes: multiple endings, brief smut, horribly written, art included!

The Batter could have dozed off if he had been left alone to his devices, but his peace was quickly disturbed as the container holding him was lifted up, the lid over his head unscrewed. The motions of the bottle sent the man sliding back and forth until he was settled at an angle, a long set of spiderlike fingers working into the bottle and wrapping around his body with a tight grip. The unfamiliar touch sent Batter into a squirming frenzy as he was lifted up high into the air, firmly squeezed in a menacing grip. Despite his best efforts to kick and escape, he opened his eyes to find himself face to face with a much larger adversary in his midst, staring him down with a mocking grin.

"Bonjour, Batter." Dedan teased as he loosened his hold to roll the tiny body around in his palm and between his fingers, settling for pinching the back of his jersey to hold him up. This abrupt position the Batter was forced to remain mostly still and refrain from struggling so he didn't slip out of his own clothing and fall. With how high he was currently held, dropping down to the desk would certainly be fatal.

"Do you know how much shit you've caused me, you little fucker?"

The venom in his voice and slight hiss after his words made the Batter feel almost weary. His standings were looking fairly low, and the main thing his eyes seemed focused on were those elongated teeth that parted with every vowel and consonant. Before, they had barely even crossed his mind, but now here they were in front of him almost his size. God damn did they look fearsome. It was the Batter's misfortune that his captor took note of this stare and decided to abuse it.

Dedan's teeth parted again, but instead of words his tongue slithered out in the Batter's direction, making him twist and cower. With a reaction like that, the giant guardian simply couldn't resist teasing him just a bit. After all, he was happy to cause any sort of misery for the purifier, particularly if it lead to his suffering or even to his death.

Tilting his head to the side with his jaws wide open, he let his grip on the man's body loosen up greatly as his tongue went to curve around the Batter's leg. With his movements erratic at this point, the Batter was a kicking mess and nearly slipped away from Dedan's fingers, clinging for dear life while the tongue touched at his flailing limbs. Gulping nervously the Batter finally spoke up with a frantic shout.

"H-hey--!!!"

Feeling the tongue glide along the side of his pants made the Batter's stomach go sour, particularly as his frantic struggling made him slowly slide down the greater creature's long fingers. Clutching to the best of his ability and staring upwards with determination, his gut felt stiff as can be while the tongue wandered all across his legs and chest slowly, settling for lapping up between his legs. There was a slight pause in the tasting assault as Dedan let out a low, insulting chuckle.

Just as his arms started to go weak and he thought for sure he would fall to his death, the slick tongue was under him and snugly fit between his legs. Despite most of his weight being balanced along the moist surface he didn't dare let go of the fingers still keeping him upright, attempting to pull himself back up. But as his pants started to become heavy and wet, the awkward grinding motion against his groin made his whole frame tremble weakly, a blush crossing his face.

What in the world was happening to him?

There was no denying the bulge in his pants-- Dedan's saliva-soaked muscle was giving it special attention now through the fabric, grinding back and forth painfully slow while the Batter writhed and panted. The situation had gone from bad to worse in no time, making him blush and whimper like a helpless little child while he remained in the guardian's clutches.

Reduced to a weak trembling mess, he hardly noticed the other hand sneak around to the slide and tug at the edge of his pants. With a few awkward movements, his trousers and briefs were tangled around one of his ankles and almost entirely off. The Batter's bare bottom and cock now exposed and being freely tasted, he knew all chances to redeem himself were gone when the pants clinging to his cleats dropped off to hit the desk far below him. Hands barely touching on Dedan's fingers now, he knew there was no turning back from this.

Breathing heavily, the Batter felt a cold shiver go up his spine as Dedan's hand rolled, putting the tiny man on his stomach. Half on tongue and half sprawled across the back of his fingers he wearily stared forward with lidded eyes as he tried to form some sort of coherent thought. Was Dedan the one moving his body? Or was Batter moving it on his own? There was no telling at this point.

With his arms hugging tightly onto the fingers under his chest, the Batter was making soft sounds of distress as his dick was continuously lapped at, the rough stroking only making him get off that much more. Cringing and curling his toes as much as the space in his shoes would allow, the pint-sized purifier slumped forward as he started to give up. He knew damn well this shouldn't have felt good at all.

Chest heaving slowly, he could feel every bit of Dedan's amusement radiating from behind him as his thorough tasting became more insistent, only retracting his tongue to speak. He re-positioned the Batter on his hand, holding him up by the back of his jersey once again. Exposed and embarrassed by the stare at his bare lower half, the purifier frantically tried to cover himself even if it was impossible.

"Are you getting turned on by this? You kinky little faggot... I bet you would love it in my mouth."

The Batter shook his head, about to say no when he was held up higher and Dedan opened up his mouth again. Sliding the little body in, he balanced his back along his teeth and held him in place with his teeth as if he might bite down and sever him in half. Thankfully that didn't happen, but it didn't make the Batter feel any more comfortable.

"A-aah--!"

Batter looked up at the long pillars of white above him, caught right at his waistline. Putting his hand at the edge of Dedan's teeth he tried to push himself back out, trying his hardest not to accidentally get himself killed in the process. Just when he thought he was going to pull away successfully, he felt the massive tongue wrap around his lower half, threatening to pull him in.

For a moment the Batter considered panicking; going past those teeth meant he'd be trapped for sure with no way to escape. Trying to think this out rationally, another startled gasp escaped him as his erection was licked at, panic starting to set in. How was he going to escape--

Glancing to the side he blinked slowly, reminded that the guardian had a peculiar mouth structure. Of course, he couldn't even be properly contained within his mouth, this wasn't the end at all. Rolling over to the best of his pinned ability, he went to making a clumsy escape when the tables were turned again. The tongue pulled at his body and brought him into the mouth, everything suddenly plunged into darkness.

The Batter let out a frantic yelp as Dedan secured both hands on either side of his mouth, confining his little tasty toy in the hollow cavern of his mouth. Everything was hot and moist making the Batter breathe faster; without the ability to see he was left to a tongue under him, flicking him this way and that. Bumped against teeth, palm, and close to the depths of his throat, the Batter was feeling somewhat dizzy and lacking in air. And he thought he had been through torture before... This was a damp hell.

Now that Batter wasn't struggling half as much and drunk with arousal and lack of air, the guardian took full advantage of his state and went to licking over him feverishly with a much more practiced tongue. With his tiny body being ravished the Batter's voice was escalating quickly, face burning darkly. It seemed like this torture would never end, not to mention his throbbing erection was on overload now. It wouldn't be much longer until...

Muscle now entirely wrapped around his body, the very tip of it was roughly grinding along his chest and exposed groin, his back pressed almost painfully against the enormous clenched teeth. The constant motion against his swollen junk was now almost unbearable, uncontrollable moans coming out of his mouth like music to Dedan's ears. With his body tilting back he let out another sound of pleasure, starting to feel rather light-headed.

"Nngh...!"

Lip bleeding from his own firm bite, Batter had no ability to resist the orgasm that rushed over him. His head slammed back against the hard surface of pearly whites behind him and he groaned out loudly. Nothing was more degrading than climaxing from an enemy's tongue, his body now covered in a mess of saliva and his own cum. Surely it was all over at this point, as he slowly blinked. But it wasn't.

Slithering over his body to lick him clean of all his impurities, Batter came to his senses a little more as he realized he was sliding back as Dedan's chin tilted upwards and his head went back. With a sense of vertigo setting in Batter began to realize what was happening--

He was being swallowed alive.

Pause! Alright reader! Now you get to choose how the story ends.

Good Ending / Painless Ending / Bad Ending

# the good ending

Throat muscles clenching at the Batter's legs, he let out a hoarse scream as his body was sucked down into the ring of tight muscles, plunging him into darkness. His hand still reaching over his head he tried to reach for anything possible, but he had no footing or anything to grip on to. With a loud gulp and squelch of wet tissue, the Batter was a mere lump in the guardian's throat travelling down into darkness.

At the point which he should have hit the pit of his stomach, the Batter felt the sensation of falling constantly with no end. Screaming as loud as his throat could manage the sound was almost deafening until everything burned and he couldn't keep his voice going. With a loud crack he suddenly hit solid ground, the jolting force enough to snap him into consciousness.

Sitting up quickly and soaked in a cold sweat, the Batter clutched onto his bat with a tight grip that made his knuckles go white. He was still surrounded in darkness, but rather than being in a guardian's gut, he was sitting on the ground with his back to a wall. Swallowing the foul taste and lump in his throat, he started to look around him in a daze as he tried to remember where he was.

Zone 1 of course; he had dozed off in one of the barns after a break from purification. With a heavy sigh the Batter rested his elbows on his knees and let his bat drop beside him. Thankfully the experience had been nothing more than a terrible nightmare. He couldn't imagine why the hell his head had decided to plague him with that type of crap; after all he had killed Zone 1's guardian ages ago.

"... What a sick joke. Who would program a dream like that?"

Wiping some sweat off his brow onto his sleeve, the Batter gathered himself and hopped up to his feet, bat loose in his shaking hands as he tried to straighten up. The last thing he wanted was to come across Zacharie looking like a train wreck. Slowly emerging from the barn he walked out into the darkness of the Zone, hoping to go unnoticed.

> Try again?

# the painless ending

As the muscles constricted at the Batter’s legs and he began his descent, holding his breath as he was submerged into full darkness. Limbs restrained tightly at his sides, it seemed almost painful as he was squeezed downwards at what seemed like the slowest rate possible. Passing through another tight ring of flesh on his way down, he felt his feet collide with something and then slip through into another open space, the rest of his body following along after another gulp of saliva soaking his body. Falling through empty space, he landed into a pit of foul-smelling muck, taking a moment to gather himself fully upright.

Covering his mouth and nose with his drenched sleeves, the Batter couldn’t see a thing in his surroundings. The only conclusion he could rationally draw at this point is he was now captive in the giant guardian’s belly. Cringing at the mere thought of such a situation he backed himself up into one of the walls of flesh, taking another slow deep breath. There really was no way out of this, and he could only logically conclude what was going to come next. Shuddering at the thought of being digested, he blinked slowly as he stared vacantly into the dark space.

It was disturbingly loud inside of the guardian it seemed. He could hear every breath and movement of Dedan’s body, including the distant thumping vibration of his heartbeat. For a moment there was an odd rattling in the Batter’s surroundings and a thunderous sound from above— a belch if he had to guess, and it sounded absolutely disgusting. For a moment he thought nothing of it, until his next breath made his lungs burn. Wait no, this was terrible. His air escaped.

Gasping desperately for more air Batter winced at the slight bit of pain in his chest. His oxygen was running thin at this point and his senses were dulled. Things were starting to look like a rather grim outcome, as he blinked slowly, opening his watering eyes pitifully. This wasn’t what he wanted, but it seemed it was going to be the way he went out. Leaning back and sinking somewhat into the warm flesh, he took another breath with an arm across his middle.

Tilting his head back his breathing had slowed until it came into a complete stop. It was almost like falling asleep for the hero, quietly embraced by the surrounding stomach walls. It was a solid game over for the Batter, but it certainly wasn’t the end. In a matter of hours he would likely wake up at his last save point with a terrible memory trapped in his mind.

> Try again?

# the bad ending

Everything began to tighten on his lower half, and the Batter screamed as loud as his voice could muster as Dedan swallowed, sealing his fate. Dragged down rather slowly, his gaping mouth was filled with saliva and lingering release fluids, he nearly choked down as his body was compressed in his miserable descent. Groaning through clenched teeth the Batter hardly noticed his sudden falling drop into a mixture of half-digested meat and fluid, letting out frantic distressed gasps.

The smell was disgusting and powerful, and made the Batter gag as he tried to get his footing and find some way out. But as he began to move around he realized the tingling at his legs was growing worse, burning at his feet and becoming unbearable. Squinting down at his lower half it dawned on him what this feeling was: he was being digested.

Gulping nervously the Batter stumbled frantically to escape the acid that licked at his bare skin, his sudden movements causing the surrounding chamber to churn and knock him off balance. Knocked face-first into the stinging fluids, he spat and wheezed as it covered his face and entered his mouth, spreading the burning across his entire body. It was a pitiful process as the man screamed in agony, his skin being eaten away slowly to a point where his once pale skin was now red and bleeding.

Everything was in pain. Every cell of his body was in absolute torture as his screams became a low gurgling, his body starting to be taken apart from the inside as he dropped into the stomach acid he grovelled in, swallowing and choking on the burning substance.

GAME OVER.

Dedan leaned back in his chair looking rather content with carrying out the deed. It was a victory for him, and a loss for the Batter, or at least until the man was pitifully brought back to life at his former save point. Long fingers idly stroking across his middle, the guardian's attention was brought to a lone elsen standing in front of his desk, trembling and scrunching up the stack of papers in his hands. It seemed the little worker had been an unfortunate witness to the events, bringing up a new situation Dedan would have to handle one way... or another.

> Try again?

#outofpurity #the batter #dedan #[tw: vore]#[nsfw lane]#impy writes things

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sinful-strikeout · 12 years ago

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Hate Anons and You: A Guide.

Hello, friend. If you're reading this you're probably having anonymous hate mail, a friend who is receiving anonymous hate, or you're an anonymous hating douche bag that wonders what I have to say. Either way, this is going to be a step by step guide to help keep from letting those pesky haters get under your skin and ruin your day.

Step 1: Do NOT publish the hate asks.

By doing this, you are practically covering yourself in fresh meat and throwing yourself into the crocodile pit. By publishing that ask you are setting yourself up for a number of things-- you're feeding the troll and giving them a reason to persist. Not to mention depending on your reaction, you could be attracting even more gutsy dicks who are going to think it's okay to openly insult you. If one punch is thrown and you're still standing, more people are going to be inclined to jump in and join the fight. One might think the public positive feedback from friends/peers is a good thing, but in reality it is not. By getting a bunch of sympathy you're probably just making the anonymous pissed they aren't succeeding in provoking an action out of you. This will just make them try harder to break you and even lash out towards your friends. When someone is saying rude things about you they typically look for a specific reaction.

Step 2: Delete it as soon as possible.

"Life is too short to be around people you don't like," is a quote that rings strong in my family. I think it applies to this too because why the hell would you keep around shit that bothers you or makes you uncomfortable? As soon as you read the ask it's best you delete it. Don't stare at it, don't keep it around, don't let it get to you on a level beyond an anonymous person shouting something rude to you on the street. If you feel like you can't just ignore it that easily, don't worry! I'll be covering that in the next part. Screencap it and tuck it away if you gotta, but really it's best to just move on in life. It's the internet, don't let it get to you!

Step 3: Don't be afraid to get upset.

It's okay to be upset. After all, some jerk just had to slam their opinion into your face and you probably didn't want to hear it at all. But don't just whine out in public eye about it, it's best to go to your close friends or if you don't have someone available to talk to, just make a post asking if anyone is free for you to vent to. If you still have the ask around or screen capped, you can even send it their way so you can get it off your chest. But over all, be strong! It's just the internet.

Everyone has their opinions, and not everyone is always going to agree with you. It's your choice if you're strong enough to accept this person doesn't like you, your blog, your beliefs, or things you do. They might not be the nicest about it and you yourself have the ability to be the better person in the situation. If you think you are strong enough to accept the things this anon has to say, go ahead! But don't overdue it. It takes a very stable person to face these things and I don't recommend it.

Step 4: Consider what's being said.

If you're getting repetitive anons saying the same things like "stop whining", "that's not how you do that", "you're this, this, that", "you're bad a this", you might want to take a moment to let it sink in what's being said. No I don't mean if they say delete your blog/go kill yourself to go do it, I mean take a moment to think about what would make more than one person go out of their way to say something to you. I'm not not saying the anon is 100% right, but if the same result keeps happening maybe it's time to re-evaluate your actions.

In the event more than once someone has to anonymously yell at you to "stop your whining", that's a good indication you probably are venting onto your blog a little too much and people don't want to see that. Your roleplay blog especially should not be your personal venting grounds, that's what a personal blog is for. If people are following you on a blog that isn't your personal they probably don't want to see too much of what's going on in your real life, they're here to get away from all that and have fun.

If someone says "you're bad at roleplaying", or "your art is bad" that might be an indication your roleplaying and art might need some work as well. It doesn't mean you're in an irredeemable pit of shame and you're never going to get better in life; it just means you might need some practice and do a little research on whatever it takes to be better. Remember, practice makes perfect and not everyone is going to be #1 awesomeness on their first try. We all start somewhere!

Step 5: Don't live a life of fear.

If you got anon hate, there's a good chance it's going to happen again. Even if you resolve an instance, it's more than likely it won't be the last negative thing you hear. But that doesn't mean you should board yourself up, delete your blog, or run away. If you cannot handle the heat, do not have your anonymous asks on. You can turn it off at any given moment; by leaving it open you're leaving the door unlocked for anyone to walk in and ruin your day. You're probably not alone and have plenty of friends who will talk to you without the anonymous turned on.

Remember that everyone is going to have their opinions and is not always going to agree with you. An anonymous isn't wrong for saying what they have to say and having an opinion, but they probably shouldn't say it the way they do. But we don't have control over people who have these impulses, so it's best to just leave them be. Even off the internet you're always going to have to face people you don't like, so it's best to find your own way to handle them.

Thanks for reading!

I hope this helps you out in your tumblr journeys or anywhere else you encounter anonymous assholes. If you're ever having issues or need someone to talk to, my ask box is always open for you! Never let anyone keep you down, just be yourself and live life happily. That's about all the advice I have to give and I hope you remember it in your heart.

Note: All gifs used are from JoJo's Bizarre Adventure! It's a great anime and by all means very bizarre, I recommend if it you ever need a laugh.

#outofpurity #psa #anonymous hate #impy problems #rant #roleplaying #rping #ooc

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