#Soft Vore

[safe-from-sharp-teeth]

What do you think of robotic/cyborg preds?

-🍒🥧

Pros:

Very well protected, I love preds with armored exteriors

Could utilize some INSANE anatomy. How would the throat work? I don't even know but it would be awesome.

AIR CONDITIONED STOMACH?????????

Cons:

Being on the inside of a machine sounds like a bit of a death trap (I love danger)

If the stomach is made of metal, you will bonk your head a LOT

[pineappleparfaitie]

a pred eating a bunch of pillows so their prey can use their stomach as the best pillow ever,soft,warm to the touch, and occasional noises <3

[vorny8]

I'm such a freak for accidental vore but especially that really specific kind where say a person is teasing a tiny in their mouth then accidentally swallows.

The pred is freaking out nearly as much as the prey is, they've never done this before they didn't mean to swallow, they've never forced themselves to throw something up before either let alone a whole wriggly body. Pacing around in their bathroom with a hand on their fluttering stomach trying to think of any possible way to get the prey out before it's too late.

[craigland1997]

here is a video of me playing with my fat belly #bored #bellybuttons #bellybuttonfetish #bellybuttonlove #chattome #bellystab #bellypunching #bellyfat #wanttofun #wantafeeder #Iwanttofeedyou

[curiouxs-cas]

If you’ve been on Tumblr for awhile, you’ve probably seen the popularity of cannibalism as a metaphor for devotion and love. (Cannibalism isn’t a kink for me but I do love it as a narrative device, a metaphor, and a theme.)

But I really think vore has the potential to be used in the same way. For the purposes of this post, I’m talking about the non-fatal kind because that’s my preference

There’s still that theme of hunger and devotion, the ultimate desire to consume or be consumed by the one you love. The intense wish to be overcome by your lover and let them safe themselves with you! Just, in a less violent and final context with soft vore

But there’s also the potential for the angst, the glorious angst, of knowing that you shouldn’t want to consume the beloved, that it is forbidden, or a betrayal of trust. OR the angst of wanting to be the consumed, wondering what is wrong with you to desire such a thing

Just — more romanticized vore pls. Don’t get me wrong, I love the silly, goody stuff, but I’m also a melodramatic binch that lives for the serious Angst and Drama

[teal-fiend]

the opposite of the trope where a pred wakes up w a full stomach, confused as to why

a pred falls asleep after eating prey, but when they wake up, it's completely gone, and they notice this. where did it go?

did they just digest it so quickly and thoroughly that it has no trace left? But surely they'd still feel something inside them

did they let the prey go? Maybe, but they don't remember doing that. Sometimes the pred might wake up late at night, do something while they're still half asleep, and then go back to bed, forgetting about it. But spitting up their prey would surely wake them up more.

Maybe the prey escaped on it's own, or someone helped. But then it's the same question: why wouldn't the pred wake up or remember? Are they really such a deep sleeper?

the pred looks around their house, like they were searching for a pet spider that escaped it's tank. there was nothing to be found. There was no signs of struggle, the doors were locked.

This would be a mystery that would haunt the pred forever. But for now they wanted breakfast

[fiber-optic-alligator]

How traumatized was the human in Desperation Vs Domestication when they were nommed for the very first time?

Oh, SO traumatized. A little hint of backstory for you, but when they were with the Decepticons who first took them from Earth, this sort of thing never happened. The Decepticons were never interested in tasting them, just keeping them as a pet because duh, humans look cute. I’d like to think that the idea of eating humans is relatively new, and it’s something that’s started purely within the Autobot ranks-kind of ironic for the heroes to come up with the idea, isn’t it? And though Drift has never meant the human any harm, I can assure you that the first time he ever swallowed them down was a terrible experience for both of them. It ended with the human screaming and sobbing their head off and Drift being panicked because he has no clue what’s going on to make the human this scared. He’s just trying to show them that he’s safe! His tank would never hurt them! But obviously the poor human doesn’t know that.

It got better as time went on as the human came to realize Drift’s intentions, but it was a very rocky beginning.

[hungggryhipp0]

Me waiting for more food after my 12th meal by noon 🤭

[lesbianoms]

Having sex with a hot woman and us both being ravaged afterwards but in different ways. She’s lying in bed all naked and sweaty and I’m just a doughy, soft lump digesting in her belly 🫧☠️

[sillyromance]

I feel you heart pounding heavily against your ribs as you lie in my arms, looking me right in the eyes. My stomach rumbles beside you, politely announcing of its emptiness, but don't get tricked. It's almost painful, evil sensation which clenched my insides firmly like vice, turning them inside out while they are struggling with hunger. However, I just smile. You're here not to satisfy me, but yourself. You're small, and sad, and scared. That's OK. There is no shame in that...

I bring you up closer to my face - your skin gets pale as instinctive fear kicks in your veins. I don't hurry; your tiny palms run over my cheeks and lips; I force back the wish to taste your adorable little fingers - they have such a good smell... I ask if you still want me to send you there. After a moment, you nod, still worried but sure about your decision. I smile gently and rub your head in attempt to comfort you, although I know it's not enough. I'm a switch after all; no need to tell me how hard it is to go through this for the first time.

Finally, I open my mouth wide and lift you up to put your feet right on my awaiting tongue. The flavour is... Beautiful; I can't help but exhale with pleasure savouring your skinny, cool ankles. Meanwhile, you're trembling. God, I feel so pity for you! My mind is spinning of misunderstanding, trying to process this controversial information of joy and grief combined together. Regardless, it doesn't take long for me to focus. I lock my attentive gaze on your figure; icy sweat covers your hot, pulsing neck, you're staring down at me with mix of doubt and terror. However, you don't ask me to stop. I play with your legs a little bit more, giving you a chance to get used to the situation, then go for the next level, pushing you in just slightly and making you knees disappear in my maw. You gasp as my teeth accidentally touch your vulnerable skin; I rapidly part them to ease the tension. Your toes wiggle in my pharynx, I have to grant you a pleading look to say it disturbs me, so you hold still. I feel bad for making barriers everywhere for you; I'm aware of horror growing in your chest with every passing moment, but it will be better for both of us if you don't squirm. I promise, I won't hurt you. It'll be over soon.

Well, the point of no return is near. I push you just a bit deeper, like this... Yeah. Now I can catch your limbs with my throat muscles. My grip weakens; I swallow. You faintly shriek. I fondle your back, relaxing your body which has suddenly become hard and solid like a rock, being paralysed with shock. I wait; after some seconds your powerless hand pat on my upper lip, permitting me to continue. Oh, you can't imagine how difficult it is to breathe in this position, to hold my instincts sleeping while even so miserable part of you has been already embraced by my throat... No. Don't think about it. It's fine. I swallow once more, your hips and belly entering my esophagus. My neck pleasantly stretches; my mouth shamelessly waters as I get more of your spicy taste, invisible molecules bursting soundlessly on the surface of my craving tongue. You sense this and shiver, your poor clothes getting instantly soaked in my sticky saliva. But I won't make you uncomfortable for long; glancing at your pretty muzzle one last time, I title my head back and let you simply slide inside, contracting my throat again, tracing you slowly passing every centimetre of it: down, down, down...

At last, I can gift my chest with fresh air. You slipped inside so smoothly that it startles me...

My waist is heavy; cute little lumps are walking around underneath my clothes. You're in my stomach now.

The organ whines with pleasure as abundant meal comes in. You are moving around, trying to find a suitable position in the limited space. I sigh, forgetting about the pangs of starvation at last - the fact I haven't eaten since morning to do this to you is nothing comparing to the heavenly sensation of you being inside my core. Now I'm shaking too. It's impossible to stay straight; I lie down cautiously, putting my hands on the expanded middle, tears forming in the corners of my eyes.

You. Are. In. There.

I devoured an alive person. It's so good that it hurts...

You are still nervous; I murmur kind, calming words and caress you within my full belly gurgling gladly at your presence. It's safe within me. I won't digest you. Just look around and see that there is no acid to burn you. You won't get suffocated 'cause you're breathing with me. I won't jostle you with harsh movements. I won't laugh at your helplessness. I'm here to hold you, to listen to your cries, to fight your demons with you side by side.

It's so good that you hear me and settle in. Your warm weight feels unreal and... Perfect. I don't let my arms go away from my abdomen, making them cover the bulge you have created as if I have committed a crime which I should hide now.

You don't need to feel anxious anymore. I have you.

I love you.

[coxie0374]

Hey everyone! Sorry I haven’t posted in bit been in a slump but I find time to eat either way, I stuffed myself this morning with some McDonald’s breakfast to get the day started, have the day off so who knows I might pack even more food in the gut for lunch!

[pineappleparfaitie]

*inhales*

I

Hate

HATE IT when a pred shifts their tone with their prey so suddenly..like i hate it when a prey is so vulnerable inside is the preds stomach they know this pred they trust them, and then the pred jokes about dig3sting them like??And when they dont get the hint??

Very nitpicky but it makes me sad as someone whos almost exclusively in a prey mindset lol

[nataliewynn]

Join me on the path to Twilightenment

[inkiighost]

With all due respect, you look like you’ve eaten all your coworkers.

Hot.

It’s not my fault they keep calling out sick. Must be some type of predatory stomach bug going around…

[safe-from-sharp-teeth]

[teal-fiend]

preds going on a walk or hike in nature, and coming home will a full stomach