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Happy Pride!!

Here's Cullen and Malik celebrating!

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Grocery Snack

Slice of Life

Grocery shopping wasn’t usually part of Hans Kareem’s day. But when it came to quality meats and complete silence, he preferred to handle things himself.

Towering, broad, and chiseled from stone, Hans looked completely out of place pushing a shopping cart. His black T-shirt strained over dense muscle, sleeves hugging biceps that could snap necks without effort. His dark beard was thick but neatly shaped, matching the intensity in his eyes behind sleek, silver-framed glasses. A long scar ran from the edge of his left brow to just above his jawline, adding another layer to his air of silent authority.

He didn’t speak unless it was necessary. He didn’t like crowds. He didn’t tolerate disrespect.

And someone had just made a mistake.

Hans was in the refrigerated meats aisle, examining a bone-in ribeye roast when a sudden slam struck his back. The jolt made his arm twitch, though he didn’t stumble—he never stumbled.

A store employee wheeling a pallet of boxes had clipped him hard with the steel frame. The man—late thirties, thick build, bald, with wireless earbuds in—barely slowed down. He didn’t even glance at Hans.

“Jesus, man,” the worker grunted. “Move your ass. Some of us are working.”

Hans didn’t respond immediately.

He simply straightened up.

Turned.

Looked.

The worker stopped mid-step when he noticed just who he’d bumped into. His smirk faltered, eyes flicking over the man before him. The towering height. The beard. The glasses. The long scar. The way Hans’ pecs stretched taut across his shirt. Something primal in the man’s brain screamed at him to walk away.

Instead, he scoffed. “You’re standing in the middle of the aisle. Maybe think about—”

Hans’ hand shot out.

Thick fingers curled into the man’s collar and hoisted him up effortlessly off the floor. Boxes crashed behind them. The worker squirmed, red-faced, boots kicking weakly as Hans held him up like a sack of flour.

“You should’ve apologized,” Hans said flatly. His voice was low. Deep. Pakistani accent faint but sharp. “But you kept talking.”

The man’s eyes widened.

“W-wait, wait—dude, put me—”

But Hans didn’t wait.

With a single flex of his jaw, he opened wide. His lips parted far past human limits, stretching open with a low, inhuman crack.

The worker’s scream echoed for only a second before Hans shoved him in headfirst.

GLLRRKK

A massive swallow dragged the man’s chest past Hans’ lips. Another gulp sent his torso deep down into the warm, stretching maw. Hans tilted his head back, throat bulging with thick outlines as the adult male slid lower and lower.

Kicking boots flailed out of his mouth.

He clamped his hands around the man’s thighs and shoved—a wet, greedy slurp rang out through the aisle.

GULP

Gone.

Hans exhaled through his nose, jaw snapping back into place with a quiet click. He rubbed his hand down the growing swell of his gut, which bulged outward like a heavy medicine ball, round and alive. Inside, the swallowed man squirmed desperately, yelling curses that were muffled beneath layers of thick muscle and skin.

“Settle down,” Hans muttered, patting the struggling dome. “You’re only making it harder on yourself.”

A shopper turned the corner and froze.

Hans gave them a look over the rim of his glasses. One brow raised. The stranger backed away immediately without a word.

His stomach gurgled deeply—wet, full, the noise vibrating through the aisle. The outline of a hand pushed from the inside, only for Hans to flex his abs tight, pressing it back in.

He casually reached for a pack of steaks and tossed them into his cart. Then two protein bars. Then a gallon of milk.

His belly churned louder, stretching his shirt as it rounded out fully—imprints of a shoe here, a hand there, all desperately shifting inside. Hans only looked down at it with cold amusement.

“Loud for someone who couldn’t say ‘sorry,’” he murmured, slowly rubbing circles over the surface of his stomach with one heavy palm.

The worker inside kicked. Hans responded by giving the side of his belly a short, firm slap.

Blorp.

Silence.

He continued shopping, belly swaying slightly with each heavy, deliberate step. Shoppers cleared out of his path like he was a goddamn tank.

By the time Hans reached self-checkout, the man inside had quieted down to faint twitching.

Hans scanned his items slowly. Paid in crisp bills

And as he walked out under the gray sky, his gut still round and gurgling, he muttered under his breath:

“You never know who you’re bumping.”

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Happy Pride

I secretly and ironically have been loving the Izzy x John pair for Pride. It fits them so well!

Here’s a sketch from Fritoguts of the pair!

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Hans is so hot! When does he usually stuff himself to capacity? Any snippets of those scenes?

He’s definitely my underrated pred amongst many others. I’m actually working on trying to focus on him more this year since he’s been many peoples favorite.

When he does go out and stuff himself a person has to provoke him. He doesn’t gorge off rip.

Here’s an art piece of him from Fritoguts!

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El Pom Pom

Izzy as a pred is so rare, but it does intrigue me!

Art by Fritoguts on aryion

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Slice of Life: Pouting

I like to think Sol would be the whiny pouty type, so thought I’d make something short and cute for all the Sol lovers out there.

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Izzy woke up with Sol laying on top of him. His head laying on top of his chest while both arms wrapped around him lovingly and protectively. He rubbed the back of Sol’s head, trying to get out of his grip.

Sol started to moan and groan annoyingly as he hugged Izzy in his sleep tighter.

"Solly... wake up. I got to go to work this morning..." Izzy says as he tried to wake him up.

"No, stay." Sol says in his sleep, Izzy rolled his eyes as he flicked his forehead. Sol groaned as he looked up at him pouting.

"I want to spend time with you... call in sick or something..." Sol says as he laid his head back down.

Izzy sighed as he got out his phone and texted his secretary that he'll be working from home.

The doorbell rang which alerted Sol to get up and run down to the front door.

Minutes later, Sol walks back inside with a spherical ball gut. It wasn't squirming, just light wiggling every now and then.

Izzy was familiar with this routine and the person from within. The neighborhood UPS driver Logan.

Logan is a simple guy, early twenties and just enjoying delivery. At first, from what John explained, when he was first gorged on, he squirmed like hell.

Now, Logan is used to it and even changed his routine to delivery to the mansion last to be used as breakfast.

Logan happily admitted that he enjoys being a morning treat, just as long as he's out within the hour. The pred babes would take turns each morning for their morning treat.

Sol sat down on the bed, his belly laying in between his muscular legs as he rubbed over his distended stomach. He looked at Izzy giving him a huff and pout. Izzy smiled as he leaned up, moved behind his stuffed boyfriend and wrapped his arms under his to feel the round dome.

Sol leaned back against him, feeling like a happy dog as his tongue flopped out, eyes going cross-eyed and panting.

"Izzy I am so full..." Sol says as he looked down at the size of his stomach, seeing those soft-slender hands rub tenderly against the crevice and curves. He could hear a soft chuckle in his ear, followed by a kiss on his cheek.

"Maybe this time let Logan continue with his duties instead of trying to hog me on a work-day." Izzy says, giving the rounded dome a couple pats. Sol gave another pouty look as he crossed his arms like a child.

Mumbling

“I just wanted my boyfriends belly rubs..."

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Had to show off the Olympic nerd, Alan Smith again! He’s so underrated and look at his face, isn’t he adorable? Go on… get in his mouth or rub his belly!

Art by Toluensister on FA

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College Nerd Crush

Hope you all enjoy this Slice of Life! Featuring my golden himbo, Hayes!

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Hayes finished up with his football practice. He waved the team off as he walked into the locker room first. He noticed a scrawny nerd sitting on the locker benches by himself as he was holding up a card.

The nerd perked up and saw Hayes, his pale skin instantly turning red on his face as he got up and stuttered.

"H-hey H-Hayes!" The nerd tries to say holding up a box of chocolate in a heart shape. Hayes smiled widely, thinking the gift was sent from Izzy himself.

He wrapped his strong arms around the nerd, making the nerd yelp in surprise. Only to see the gaping maw quickly engulfed his head. The nerd started to scream loudly as he tried to get the golden-retriever jock off of him.

Hayes continued to swallow the nerd as he thrashed and screamed, his head reaching into his gullet stretching his abs out. His muffled screams could be heard as more of him started to push against the stomach walls, stretching the abs to a spherical ball.

The himbo-jock tickled the feet with his tongue, pushing it before taking that final swallow.

GLUUULP

Hayes looked down at his distended belly, rounding outward a couple feet as he rubbed his muscular hands over his rounded dome. He felt the nerd within his stomach thrash around. Faint hand imprints pushing against the stomach walls on multiple sides at different times.

“Hey! That tickles dude!” Hayes laughed, placing both of his hands on the side of his stomach, giving it a nice shake to keep the nerd from moving around so much.

HELMMPH!

“Oh right! You can help me find my boyfriend, I think he’s at practice.” Hayes thought out loud, about to walk out of the locker room.

As he stood in front of the locker room door, he felt his stomach gurgle loudly, his cheeks puffing out before releasing a monstrous belch.

BWURRRRRRRRAP

The nerds glasses came out of his mouth, making him pick it up.

“Damn, sorry dude, I’ll let you out soon, I won’t forget!” Hayes says, patting his belly lightly.

The himbo-jock waddled out of the locker room, his distended belly leading the way as a faint hand imprint pushed right above his navel making the golden boy huff with arousal.

He rubbed idly over his belly as he noticed his boyfriend from a distance in his cheer outfit. The golden retriever hunk rushed over screaming out his name to get his attention. The nerd from within muffled screams to be heard to be let out.

Hayes leaving no mind, once having a full belly.

MMMMPH!

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Sirus Crelon x Cleo Dayore

Wanted to show off my favorite Demi-OCs to you guys.

Art is made by Nomsbonanza on X/bluesky!

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Big Pom-Pom

I never gotten a chance to showcase my skinny/twink OC as a pred, thought this first Slice of Life short makes it worth giving it a try! Short inspired by my friend @manilonzo-22

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Izzy slowly swallowed his boyfriend’s feet, taking the final gulp and letting an angry John plummet into his stomach.

It stretched out immensely compared to the height and weight difference between the pair. Izzy feeling John pushing against the stomach walls angrily.

MMMPH IZZMPH

The enlarged dome bounced on his waist as he relaxed on the floor, his belly sitting in between his legs like an inflated water balloon.

Sol came into the room, his belly also distended as he belched up a familiar snapback. His belly wasn’t as lively as Izzy’s yet he was shocked to see Izzy fully huge.

“Looks like someone let out the beast.” Sol purred as he walked over and sat in front of him. His belly brushing against Izzy’s.

Every couple minutes, as John or Kyle pushed near their bellybuttons, it would hit the other belly making it jiggle and wobble on the ground.

“I’m never doing this again.” Izzy muttered, Sol using his toes to tickle the underbelly of his tiny boyfriend.

“Never say never~” Sol teased as he wiggled his eyebrows.

End

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Upcoming Projects

Hello everyone, I hope 2025 has been treating you well! I want to take the time to sit down and talk about my upcoming plans for this year and further out the years.

For starters, I hope during the time that I haven't been writing actively that you all have enjoyed seeing the commission art I have been buying. With a lot going on in my personal life I never had as much motivation to write out stories (unless discretely for friends) but this message is to showcase what I want to write throughout 2025.

Alongside, I will be updating and fully writing out all of my OC's character backgrounds (both human and demi-humans) so stay tuned for a new folder and future commission art within them.

As for my written projects and how I futurely wish to publish them, here are the following and their potential releases.

Slice of Life: A series of short stories in different scenarios of different OCs. These particular short stories will be published both here and my aryion (which I'll share a link in my bio momentarily)

• Slice of Life would be released every weekly/bi-weekly

Criminal AU: A detailed story plot based on my selective OCs as a group of preds that got arrested for their devouring crimes that now uses their "special privileges" within their cells to do more than do time; feast. (Primarily on my aryion but I will showcase some sneak-peaks/shorts here)

• Criminal AU would be released every bi-weekly/monthly

Cheating Hunger: A drama vore story that takes place in a corporate building with the OC's Sol Armani and John Diamond. As it has been written in the past, I wish to continue on with the story with where I left off. (Aryion)

• Cheating Hunger would be released monthly

Canon Stories: Detailed stories that are connected to the OCs background whether knowing when they first started being voracious or how they started their connective bonds/relationships with the other OC's. (Both will be posted here and my aryion)

• Canon Stories would be released every bi-weekly/monthly

As some of my stories at some point have a connected commission art with it, I wish to try to bring out as much commission art for some stories I release futurely to make it feel just as connected and visual, especially the Criminal AU and Cheating Hunger as it's going to have multiple chapters.

While I am continuing some of my friends discrete stories, I might post them futurely with the art they drew for me as a cover or a piece for the story.

This weekly-monthly story releases will be starting on March 2 and will be released on Fridays (if I miss the date I have till Saturday unless it would be pushed to the next Friday-Saturday).

I hope you are all just as excited as I am, I enjoy writing and I love nothing more than writing hunky men with voracious appetites. Have a great year everyone!

I am also open to suggestions and ideas while I get the ball rolling so my DMs are always open to you guys. ❤️

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Merry Christmas

Hope everyone has a Great Christmas and Happy Holidays, I do apologize for not being as extremely active with posting stories or bought commissions. I wish to focus on that with a balance starting next month so more written stories and art will be published.

I found a perfect way to start next year with the proper verse to explore all my created OCs in a more slice of life format, so stay tuned!

As a Christmas gift to you, I wish to introduce a new OC, a demi-human shark named Sirus Crelon

Sketch art commission made by: Nombonanza on X and bluesky

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I was wondering out of all your preds, who is the most voracious?

The most voracious 👀

There’s so many scenarios and categories that can tie into this question, so based on capacity, Hans Kareem would be considered the most voracious and from being able to fill up too 8 individuals into his gullet.

From a more hunger standpoint, Sol Armani has the habit to eat the most no matter the time of day when his stomach is growling.

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Send some asks~

Aloha everyone and those who read. I hope everyone is feeling good, know that this month has been very overwhelming for me with college and so I felt I never given enough time to share my written projects I plan and even write as much with midterms and finals being extremely near.

I wish to use the remainder of this month to go through asks; both anonymous or not, don't be shy to be curious. Especially with everything going on, would like to be engaging as much as I can. <3

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Happy Halloween

Izzy, Leo, and Hans decided to use the spooky day to share with you Hans in his Ghostface mask!

Leo doesn't seem to mind.

Art from Toulensister

OC of Leo by @gurren42

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12. Fall

It’s that time of year again, remember to feed your mascots, who knows who they’ll eat otherwise.

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Discord?

For those that have sent me asks related to discord I wanted to make this post dedicated to the several individuals who have asked. I haven't really chosen to answer those questions as I was unsure how much this page would grow and it has grown immensely over the several months and I thank everyone for sticking around and enjoying what I have shared whether from my writing or from the art I have bought.

If I were to create a discord server (I never made one before so it might be later on this year.) Would you be interested?

This server IS and WILL BE 18+ and I will plan a set up to make sure no minors sneak in. I already had to block a couple off of this page.

This server will be dedicated towards the OCs and future ones that I have and have NOT released just yet. Throughout time I wish to have more feedback on future ideas with you.

Again, this will be later on but wanted to post this for those that have asked. If you have a discord and wish to join. Add my discord ahead of time, I'll keep track.

Discord: izey_na