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getting both wet AND hard because i don't let my physical form limit my self expression

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dragon stomach that is perfectly safe to be in but will absolutely set off your primal fear of being digested alive

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Horny when I'm hungry. Horny when I'm scared. Horny when I scare other people. The brain is such an interesting machine

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Reblog if you're a autistic vore pervert

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i should be able to curl around a human and drape a heavy wing over them and make all kinds of chittering and cooing and chirping noises tbh

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just passed a guy in the store wearing a shirt that said "I hate being sexy but I'm a chubby bearded man so I can't help it". hell yeah brother

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who's got that "well i jack off to more avant garde concepts than you do" post

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deciding what your kinks are based on which ones you think are problematic rather than which ones turn you on is going to fuck you up really bad long term. it'll make you sexually repressed, and you'll lash out at people who are sexually liberated, and you'll basically turn into a puritanical catholic in realtime. i don't know if you're ready to hear this or not, but that fucked up kink that you're into and trying to ignore needs a safe outlet before it destroys you. if your friends would oust you because you like incest or raceplay or noncon or mind control, that is exactly the kind of "lashing out at people who are sexually liberated" and "turning into a puritanical catholic" that i'm talking about, and you are dragging each other down into madness.

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dragon who pins you down under one massive foot but she doesn’t look hungry. her eyes just sparkle with curiosity

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i'm like a jester that gets a little whorish with it

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fuuuck pred that finds digestion actively pleasurable cause they can feel the contours of their prey so clearly. the pressure of their body bearing down on their meal and feeling every little twitch as their prey moves against their stomach. feeling the change in texture as every hard edge and pushback smooths down and weakens

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Be the vore content you want to see in the world

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vein, flesh, tissue. Capillaries. Blood flowing. Biochemical reactions

Inside the body, curled up, a trembling ball of nutrients. A node in a chain link of reactions

Sometimes I feel stupid. But then i remember there's people like you, drowning inside of me.

You lost in the game of life. How does it feel? To lose so significantly? There are no do-overs

Whatever

I'll wait for you to finish up whatever it is you're doing in there. Melting? Dissolving

I should probably spend my energy thinking about something else. It's fetishistic, cognising over prey after it's been eaten. Immoral, probably. Unethical. I guess I'd be embarrassed if anyone else knew about my facinations. It's not normal predatory behaviour. But no one has to know, except myself. And perhaps you, for a little while.

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Bad end....

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I want a preds sweltering stomach to grind me into paste.. Oh how good it would feel to lose the fight in there..

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someone mentioned cannibalism and my ears perked up like i’m a dog or something bruh fuck my life