#giant pred

[teal-fiend]

A while ago you were eaten by an eldritch creature who you thought was just a regular person. 

You thought it was going to all be over, but instead of landing in a stomach, you found yourself in another world. A peaceful land made up of forests and meadows. Plentiful, full of nuts and berries that were easy to forage. 

One day you hear a voice, it’s your friend. The one who ate you. They ask if you’re doing alright. You say yes. They let you know that you are actually in their stomach. But they aren’t going to digest you. 

You don’t know when you’re going to get let out, but you choose to accept your new life. You live peacefully, foraging in the day, and at night sleeping under stars that don’t quite match the ones you’re used to. 

Over time the environment grows more hostile; there’s less food available, and the landscape is more harsh and uninviting. You wonder if it’s because your friend is getting hungry, and you wonder if they’re going to take back their promise about not digesting you.

Not long after that thought, a huge beast seems to drop out of the sky, landing in front of you. Many eyes lock onto you. It’s bigger than any animal on earth, it’s horrifying, and it’s angry.

You scream. Luckily, your friend can hear you.

“What’s wrong?”

“There’s something here” you reply

“Oh, sorry,” your friend says, “that’s my lunch.”

That is a big lunch.

“It’s not bothering you, is it?” they ask, concerned. “Hold on, I’ll try to digest it faster.”

Suddenly the earth opens up under the creature. In the cracks are a molten kind of liquid. Hundreds of vines grasp over it, dragging it down into the soil. Covering it up mostly, until it looks like a mountain that keeps twitching and wriggling.

You thank your friend for the help, and they tell you it’s no problem (with a strangely satisfied tone in their voice). 

Over the course of the next few days (or longer? You’re finding it hard to keep track of time), the bulge in the earth that was lunch is gradually flattened out. As this happens, the landscape improves; berries start growing for you again. The sun is less blistering. The lakes and streams are clearer. 

You’re happy things are better. But if that creature was lunch, you’re scared to think what will happen when it gets closer to dinner time.

[wholegrainvore]

hmmm. imagining a giant eating a dragon. pretty glistening wings disappearing quickly into his soft mouth, the reptile sliding down his throat as easily as if it were coated in butter -- who knew scales go down so smoothly? it's definitely bigger than the humans the giant usually preys upon, giving him a bit of a hard, round paunch that he has to knead at, but the dragon curls up in his belly nicely and doesn't squirm much. perhaps it feels at ease in such a hot environment. he's not complaining about the lack of squirms; something that big would give him a stomach ache if it moved too much. he curls up in the dragon's cave. the warm, heavy, filling presence in his gut lulls him to sleep in no time at all.

[voraciousvore]

The Giant and the Princess (1/10)

Length: 10 parts, ~25k words total

Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10

Author's Note: This story can be read on its own with no context. However, if you are familiar with my other works, this is the tale of Ajax (Chester's father from The Giant) and his past that is hinted at in The Half-Blood Giant when he gives horrible advice to his grandson. The story takes place in a time where the giants and humans lived together in the same world, before the war between them, and Ajax was still a young man, not the crusty old bastard he is in the other stories. 

Word Count for Part 1: 2858

Content Warning: Multiple instances of soft, fatal, unwilling g/t vore, both humans and animals (not too explicit)

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Ajax was hungry, and he smelled blood—not just any blood, but fresh human blood, in a sufficient quantity to be fatal. He was out hunting in the woods, and his interest was piqued, so he followed the scent. The trees in this forest were spaced out widely and gigantic in scale, but not quite as tall as his staggering height of 280 feet, so if he wanted to be subtle he’d have to crouch. He didn’t believe this precaution was necessary, however, if his quarry was already dead. 

His keen senses picked up the sound of hooves galloping towards him, bringing with it that distinctive blood scent. He spied the horse through the cover of the leaves on the trees, heading for his feet. The poor creature was spooked, sprinting blindly and frothing at the mouth. Its coat and tack were stained red from its rider, who was sprawled out at an unnatural angle over the saddle. He appeared to be a royal soldier, with flashy armor and insignias decorating his clothes, but he was clearly deceased. 

Ajax crouched down and snatched up the horse in his hand. The horse bucked and whinnied, but couldn’t escape as the giant stuffed it into his maw, equipment and rider and all. He swallowed the beast of burden whole, sighing with pleasure as he felt the creature thrashing all the way down his throat into his belly. He smelled more prey nearby, so he prowled forward, prepared for more. 

He observed clear signs of a scuffle as he continued on his way: broken tree limbs, chaotic hoof prints in the mud, splashes of crimson, random articles strewn on the ground during a struggle. He came across the corpses of men and horses, slain with arrows and swords and splattered with mud and scarlet. Though Ajax overwhelmingly preferred live prey, since he enjoyed the sensation of his meals squirming in his gut, he wouldn’t refuse fresh meat. He dined on the limp bodies as he passed them, not bothering to strip them of their accoutrements. His stomach was strong enough to tear through such trifles. 

He slowed his pace and ducked below the tree line as he heard shouts up ahead. His mouth watered and his heart rate quickened in anticipation of the hunt. He could distinguish at least six unique human scents, each with a horse. He could scarcely believe his good fortune; he would feast richly today. He crept forward with minimal disruption to the surrounding vegetation, balancing himself on his fingertips and the balls of his feet. 

Soon enough, the unlucky group of humans came into view. Ajax could tell what was going on right away. Four of the men, all on horseback, were a ragtag group of bandits that were harassing the other two travelers. One lone man, a knight, was fighting a losing battle against them. He was heavily wounded and exhausted as he savagely fought off their blows. The last human was a woman, a petite female, whom the knight was struggling to protect. Her horse was inches from death, bleeding profusely from a wide gash in its neck, and in no condition to carry her to safety. She was lavishly dressed and clearly a high-ranking individual. 

The giant saw his opportunity to strike and charged in. With a single sweep of his hand he captured two of the bandits, along with their horses, and shoved them in his mouth. The other two, startled by the intrusion, charged off in different directions. The knight stood his ground to protect the lady, who cowered on her dying horse, but he was obviously terrified. Ajax leapt forward, shaking the earth as he slammed his hand down to block one of the horsemen from escaping. The horse reared up with a frantic neigh and raced in the opposite direction. Ajax corralled the other bandit in a similar fashion, then grabbed them both and gobbled them up with delight. 

While the giant was eating the other men, the knight hastened to transfer the lady to his own horse, so they could run away. However, the horse was spooked by the colossal giant stomping around and slaughtering the others. The knight, under normal circumstances, could maintain control of his horse, but in his weakness his hands slid off the reins. The horse bucked off both humans and fled into the forest. 

The knight was fading fast from his wounds as he fell to the ground. The woman refused to abandon him and tried to drag him away, but a full-grown man with heavy plate armor was too much for her to handle. She knew she couldn’t outrun a giant with such an impossible burden. She collapsed next to him, tears streaming down her cheeks. Their time had come; they were going to die. 

Ajax swallowed his final victim and massaged his twitching belly with a burp. After eating so many writhing men and horses, he was stuffed. His gut was bloated almost to the point of discomfort as it protruded over his belt. He looked down to his feet, at his remaining prey, debating whether he could cram two more people and a dying horse into his limited gut space. He kneeled down to examine them closer. He was surprised the woman didn’t run, despite her lack of injuries. She was crying over the other human, who was barely moving by now. The giant reached down and plucked her up by the back of her dress between his fingers. The tiny lady squealed with fright. 

“No!” she blubbered. “Don’t eat us! You have no right! Don’t hurt him…” She sobbed, looking at Ajax with pleading, watery eyes that contradicted her sharp protests. 

Normally, when humans begged for their lives, Ajax would just ignore their supplications and eat them anyways. He didn’t hate humans, or have anything against them, but he saw them as food more than as people. He knew some of his fellow giants were crueler, and enjoyed tormenting and toying with more intelligent prey that could plead for mercy, but that wasn’t in his nature. All he wanted was a full belly, and right now his hunger was already sated. Eating another morsel would only cause discomfort from an overly stretched stomach. 

He debated what to do with her. He could take her with him, and save her as a snack for later, but he was sure the other giants back home would want to eat her instead. He wouldn’t be able to hide a human with such an enticing aroma, and he didn’t want to get into a fight over food. At the same time, though, it seemed like such a waste to just leave her here. The knight would die from his wounds, and she didn’t appear to have the survival instincts to make it on her own, without being picked off by a wild beast. 

Ajax sighed as he looked at her. Humans were difficult to catch, and it would truly be a shame for such a delicacy to be lost to a dumb animal. Besides, as he gazed down at her squirming helplessly in his fingers, he couldn’t help but notice her finery, and her beauty. Even among humans, she was no ordinary specimen. She was disheveled due to the scuffle, but he could make out fair features with almond eyes and flowing flaxen hair. Despite his apathy, he felt the smallest drop of sympathy creep through. It must be a difficult life, to be so pathetic and helpless, with no way to protect oneself from hardship. 

Maybe he was just in a generous mood because his day had been fruitful, and his stomach was nice and full, but he decided to help her. Why not? He carefully tucked his fingers under the knight and scooped him into his hand, trying his best not to antagonize his injuries. The man’s forehead was drenched in sweat, and he winced with a soft groan, but he was too delirious from blood loss to protest. 

“Don’t you dare touch him! Let him go!” the woman shouted, attacking his fingers with all her strength. Ajax smirked. He had to appreciate her spunk in the face of such unattainable odds. 

“Relax, human. I’m not going to harm him,” he assured her. “Nor you.” 

She stopped her wriggling, obviously stunned by this new development. “R-really?” she stammered incredulously. 

“Nah. I’m not hungry anymore,” he explained. She looked up at him with wide eyes, hardly daring to believe her good fortune. “Where should I take you? Obviously he’s in no condition to walk…”  

She blinked, still in shock, then pointed in the general direction. Ajax knew there was a walled human city nearby, complete with a castle and a moat. The humans cast protective spells around their cities so giants couldn’t stomp over and destroy them. Not that Ajax would want to anyway: He was content to pick off the occasional straggler that wandered too deep into the giant woods. His stomach gurgled noisily as he digested his meal, causing the human woman in his hand to shudder. 

She stayed silent, but he could feel her trembling with fear. And no wonder: She had just watched him heartlessly devour a whole buffet of men. Ajax felt strange, carrying humans in such a gentle manner. He was used to eating them and breaking them in his hands, not… whatever this was. Somehow, though he didn’t want to admit it to himself, the experience was nice. He liked not having the tiny beings screaming and cowering in terror at his very existence. 

He tried not to jostle his hands too much while walking, but the terrain was rough and uneven in patches. A small jolt caused the woman to topple forward in his palm and grip his pinky out of reflex. Her weight was inconsequential in his gargantuan hand, her touch light as a feather. An odd emotion surfaced in his heart, one of mild warmth. He stopped to allow her to regain her balance before continuing. She shivered as she sat in the center of his palm. 

Finally, after he strolled along for a few minutes, the city appeared on the horizon. Even from this distance, Ajax could tell how puny the castle was compared to his great height: The tallest tower probably wouldn’t even reach his waist. The knight had lost consciousness, but Ajax figured he would survive as long as he received medical care in a timely manner. 

“Th-thank you…” the lady’s miniature voice squeaked from his hand. “Thank you so much…” Ajax glanced down at her. She sat in his palm with her back facing him, but by the shakiness of her voice, the giant suspected she was crying again. 

“No problem. I guess,” Ajax grunted in return. For some reason, he felt an urge to pat her on the head with the tip of his finger, but he refrained. She was scared enough as it was; he didn’t want to send her into a panic. It was a miracle she was as docile as she was—most likely out of desperation, not trust. 

She turned her head and stole a peek up at his fearsome, yet noble, mien. His dark brown hair was long and untamed, with a thick beard and eyes of a similar shade to match. His features were sharp and defined, with a big nose and a wide mouth with thin lips. She’d never seen a giant firsthand, since she spent most of her time ensconced in the castle walls. Watching him eat all those men was terrifying, yet she was relieved to be spared, and grateful he had rescued her from the bandits whom she had no doubts were trying to kidnap her. He saved her, when it would’ve been very easy to scarf her down like nothing more than a scrap of meat. She was surprised by the compassion he displayed, helping her and her last surviving guard rather than leaving them both to die. She always just assumed that giants were nothing more than revolting man-eating monsters, based on the stories she’d heard. Perhaps not. 

Ajax’s approach was far from subtle as he clomped towards the city with his prodigious bulk. The castle guards saw his massive figure from afar and rushed out in case they needed to defend the city. Their valor was commendable, yet they stayed within the confines of the magical barrier where the giant would be unable to tread. The only visual sign of the barrier was an occasional flicker in the air, like a ripple in a clear pond. 

The giant stopped outside the barrier, looking down with hesitation at the tiny armed men. He couldn’t reach them, but the barrier didn’t stop the soldiers from lobbing projectiles outward at him. Unless they used heavy artillery, the flimsy arrows and spears of individual men typically weren’t enough to be dangerous, but they could still hurt and draw blood. He slowly bent his knees and lowered himself to the grass. The diminutive guards stiffened, prepared for trouble. Ajax gently touched his hand to the ground so the little lady in his hand could dismount. He set the injured knight down on a soft patch of grass next to her. 

The soldiers gasped as she gracefully climbed down from his colossal fingers. “Princess Iris!” several voices called out. The soldiers, virtually in unison, dropped to their knees in respectful bows. Ajax raised an eyebrow. He could tell by her dress and entourage she was somebody of high status, but he didn’t expect her to be royalty. 

“Get up, you dullards!” the princess shouted, exasperated. “Help him! He’s dying!” She gestured to the knight, whose body was just outside the barrier. The soldiers froze up; none of them dared forsake the protective magic and expose themselves to a grisly death. The princess, more concerned about the man’s life than her dignity, huffed as she struggled to drag the body herself with her slim little arms. Ajax helped by nudging him along with his finger, until he was stung by the barrier and had to pull away. 

As soon as the knight crossed the barrier, the guards rushed to follow the princess’s orders and aid him. A few guards left to alert the king and fetch a horse for the princess so she wouldn’t have to walk like a peasant. Princess Iris regained her regal comportment and watched them scramble to obey. Once she confirmed everything was in order, she turned and looked up at the giant, without a shred of nervousness or fear.  

Her mouth didn’t move, but her expressive eyes spoke volumes. She had a vivacious fire that surprised Ajax, even enchanted him. Despite how rough and ragged her dress and hair were after her struggle, her stately aura shined through. It wasn’t just her expensive clothes that distinguished her from the commoners; it was her imperial demeanor and character that resonated with authority. She was no ordinary human woman; Ajax was transfixed.  

Her spell gripped him even after she left on a horse adorned with the finest livery. He stayed in place, observing her until she disappeared into the walls of the small city, oblivious to the anxious stares of the soldiers at his feet. Ajax raised himself to a standing position and dusted off his knees. He retreated back into the woods, glancing over his shoulder until the city vanished from view. 

He returned the same way that he came, deep in thought. He passed by the dead horse with the slashed throat and the smears of blood in the grass and on the bark of the trees. A familiar scent caught his attention. He turned on his heel, sampling the air through his nose to pinpoint the source. He squatted on his haunches, peering through the leaves. Laying hidden in a disheveled patch of shrubbery was a bright glint that was saturated with the princess’s natural fragrance. Ajax collected the microscopic object carefully between his fingertips and held it close to his face, squinting.  

It was a miniscule crown, fitted for her tiny little head. The crown was encrusted with expensive jewels and plated with shining gold. Ajax rolled it between his fingers, fascinated. He stared at the gleaming object for a while before stashing it in his pocket and continuing on his way. The sun was setting, so he decided to return home for the night and prepare for bed. 

Later that night, when he laid down to rest, he couldn’t sleep. He fetched the crown to admire it again, playing with it in his fingers. He couldn’t get the tiny woman out of his mind. He recalled the distinct feeling of her small form resting in his palm, and the striking way she looked at him before she left to enter the city. He felt a little sad when he realized he’d probably never see her again. They inhabited vastly different worlds, after all. With a melancholic sigh, he placed the tiny crown on his chest and intertwined his hands over his belly. He closed his eyes and drifted off into a dreamless slumber. 

Part 2

Writing Masterpost

[cybersoldier82]

@luckyshotwrites @vore-toast I’m not apologizing/lh

[thealmightyemprex]

Amor (She/Him) s a giant horse God.Despite being a benevolant diety,the great equine has a guilty pleasure : Amor adores gobbling up humans and if one wishes to gain a boon from the God they must allow themselves to be swallowed whole and digested by the almighty equine with the promise they shall be resurrected

@ariel-seagull-wings @themousefromfantasyland @theancientvaleofsoulmaking @goodanswerfoxmonster

[medium-sized-snack-portion]

A friend's trust

Hey, so I guess it was about time I finally wrote down my pretty much first actual vorish story. It's my first piece of writing I've done, so I'm excited to see if y'all like it.

This is just a little side story (which would relate to the big one I might actually get to write someday, haven't decided yet), featuring my main OC Hyacinth the Fairy, his roommate Galen the Minotaur, 4 of my other OC-s sprinkled in, and of course, noms.

Containing: Soft and safe vore, some language (nothing too bad), ✨️emotions✨️, probably an acceptable amount of grammatical errors (yes english isn't my first language how did u know) and around 3500 words.

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A red Maserati was parking in front of an apartment building. A Siren, wearing a sleeveless turtleneck was sitting behind the wheel, his phone in his hand.

"Matty, if you don't get your ass into the car within the next 5 minutes, you can walk all the way to the cinema."

Half of a "Just a minute!" could be heard from the other side of the phone, before the Siren hung up the call. "He'll be here in a sec."

"You sure you don't wanna come with us, Hyacinth?" asked the girl sitting in the passenger seat, from the pointy eared guy standing next to the car. She was wearing a yellow top and denim shorts, and Hyacinth was wearing a purple shirt with black jeans, a crystal necklace hanging from his neck.

"Nah, I got some homework to do, and I know if I put it on for longer than needed, I'll just end up not doing it." Hyacinth said. "But you guys have fun!"

Faint music could be heard from the back of the car. A Telkhine was playing on his Switch on the backseat, his hood pulled over his head, music leaking from his earbuds.

"Just make sure he won't be doing that during the movie." Hyacinth said. He knew how hard it was to snap Idios out of  gaming trance once he got into it.

"Don't worry about it, he's been wanting to watch this movie ever since people started talking about how surprisingly good it was." the girl said. "I hope they're right, the animation looks promising, that's for sure."

The front door of the apartment slammed open with a gust of wind, and a chubby, white-haired guy in a jacket came running through. "I'M HERE!" he said, out of breath. "I just - *huff* - had to grab some stuff."

"Why the hell are you wearing that? It's like 20°C." the Siren in the driver's seat asked.

"Because of this, Kal." Matthias (Matty) said, unzipping his jacket, revealing the snacks that were taped to the inside. "Do you know how overpriced the stuff they sell at the cinema is?"

Hyacinth couldn't help but chuckle at this, Kalais (Kal) just rolled his eyes. "Sure, whatever you say."

"Hey, the passenger is my seat!" Matt said, as he noticed his cousin sitting next to Kalais. "Reka, lemme in!"

"Not a chance." Reka said. "Maybe next time don't take that long."

Matty begrudgingly sat next to Idios in the backseat, whose eyes were still glued to his console.

"Is everyone here? Cool." Kal said, and he turned to Hyacinth. "Okay, I plan on getting something to eat after the film, so we'll be back in around 3 hours. Want us to grab something for you?"

3 hours. That was more than enough time for Hyacinth to do what he was planning. "Nothing, thanks. You guys should get going tho, the movie is starting soon."

Kal looked at the time on his phone. "You're right. Well, let's go!" he said to Hyacinth, and winked at him.

"See ya later!" Reka and Matt, in sync. Idios just gave a nod, as he was semi-listening to what was going on while gaming.

"Bye guys!" Hyacinth said, and watched the Maserati drive away, until it disappeared behind a corner.

4 of his roommates left for 3 hours, leaving only him and his 5th roommate alone at home. It couldn't have gotten more perfect for Hyacinth. He quickly turned around and went back to the building, and back to his apartment to put his plan into motion.

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The apartment was unusually quiet, with 4 out of it's 6 inhabitants gone. The apartment was small, but cozy: it had a kitchen/dining area, a living room, a bathroom and a 6-in-1 bedroom. Next to the bedroom door was a dial, with the names of Hyacinth and his roommates' names on it, currently set to the name "Matthias". It served as a kind of portal, each name belonging to a room with a different interior. It was a quite popular little thing invented by some welsh wizard, it made the housing situation much more manageable. 

The place was owned by Hyacinth's 5th roommate, Galen. The Highland Minotaur was in the living room area, reading a book while laying on the couch. He was wearing his signature green sweater with a daisy crocheted on the part around his heart. Hyacinth was in the dining area, writing an essay on his laptop.

"Nice change of pace." Hyacinth broke the silence between the 2 of them. "Some peace and quiet."

"Agreed." Galen didn't even look up from his book. "I love them, but Gods, they can drain a person quickly." Hyacinth gave an agreeing hum, and went back to typing.

...Well, at least tried to, because his mind was wandering off to someplace else. It was just him and Galen, alone, with no one to disturb them. 3 hours wasn't that long, and he didn't want to waste any of that time. So, after a few minutes of typing, he spoke again.

"Hey, Galen?"

"Hm?"

"Can I… ask you something?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"We've been... friends for a while, right?" he could feel his heart pounding in his chest.

There was a moment of silence.

"Yeeeah, why?" Galen was rather confused by the question. He has known the Fairy for almost 10 years at that point, him and Kal were the closest people to him outside of his family.

Hyacinth walked to the couch, his hands fidgeting. He thought he was better prepared for this, but he clearly wasn't. His legs felt like jelly, and his face was as red as a tomato.

A little tuft of fur around Galen' eye moved. That was the equivalent of an eyebrow raise, since his eyes weren't visible from the fur on his head. "Dude, are you... okay?" Galen asked in a concerned voice. Hyacinth looked like he was about to pass out, and the Minotaur sprung up from the couch, ready to support him. "Here, just sit do-"

"WILLYOUEATME?" Hyacinth asked without a break between words, immediately covering his face with his hands after it.

Galen was flabbergasted by the question. For a few seconds, none of them said a word: Galen from the shock, Hyacinth from the embarrassment. They were just standing in front of the couch in silence.

"I, uhh, what?" Galen was the first one to speak up.

"I- I just-" Hyacinth was trying really hard not to break down crying.

"Hey, hey, it's okay!" the Minotaur was trying to reassure his friend. "Just sit down, here!" he said, as he helped Hyacinth onto the couch. He sat down next to him, his hand on the Fairy's shoulder.

"I-I'm sorry." Hyacinth began, fighting with tears. "It's- It's just that I always wanted to know how it'd feel like to be inside someone- Oh, Oberon, this must sound so fucking weird." he said, and let out a weak chuckle.

"No, no. It's okay." Galen said. He knew about people who enjoyed being eaten. It wasn't a common thing by any means, but it wasn't as weird as it sounded. "Just continue."

Hyacinth took a deep breath. "I wanted to try it out for the longest time, but I couldn't. I spent most of my life between the walls of my family's chateau, and my mother always made sure I wasn't gone longer than a few hours each day, so I didn't get to talk to anyone about this. If she knew about this... Oh, Oberon, I don't even know how she'd react. Perhaps she'd just see me as even more of a disappointment, if that's even possible at this point..." the Fairy went quiet for a minute.

Galen didn't really know what to say, so he just kept gently rubbing his friend's back. He didn't know Hyacinth's mother personally, but from what he heard about her, he was certain she wouldn't have been okay with the situation. He couldn’t imagine what she would’ve done if she found out, but it wouldn’t have been a pretty sight.

"Now that I'm away from home I feel so free, I finally have the chance to figure out things about myself!" Hyacinth continued. "I probably could've asked someone on the Internet to help me with this, but I wanted it to be someone I knew I can trust." he turned to Galen, his yellow eyes glittering with tears. "You're the person I trust the most in the world, Galen, I mean it. I figured there wasn't a better guy to ask than you, but if you don't want to, I understand. It's still a really weird thing to ask from someone. I'm sorry."

Galen was greatly touched by what Hyacinth said. He figured the Fairy's at home situation wasn't the best, but hearing how much trust the Fairy has in him really moved him. Tho he didn't really know what to say, because Hyacinth was right, it was still a rather... unusual request. But he wasn't going to let this stop him from supporting his friend.

"For a second, I thought you were asking me out on a date or something." he said, smiling.

"What? No! I would never!" Hyacinth said. "No wait, not in that way!" he quickly added after realizing how bad his first sentence sounded. "You're the greatest person I know, and you look hella fine too, but I know you're just not into the whole romance thing."

Galen couldn't help but laugh a little. "It's okay! I got it the first time, don't worry. And thanks for keeping that in mind, I appreciate it."

Hyacinth rubbed the tears from his eyes. "I'll just go back to finishing that essay." he stood up, but Galen stopped him.

"No. Let’s do it."

The Fairy quickly turned to the Minotaur, his eyes wide from surprise. "Really?"

"Yeah, I'll help however I can dude, you can trust me. Just... are you sure you'll be okay?" the Minotaur asked. "I don't want to accidentally hurt you or something. I mean, being inside someone sounds kinda... dangerous?"

"Oh, don't worry about that, I'm already prepared!" Hyacinth said enthusiastically. "I'm very good with healing magic, so even if I get hurt, I can just fix myself. I've also been practicing teleportation, so I could get out whenever I wanted, but we might not even be needing that, since you're a Minotaur. You guys ruminate like cows do, so coughing me up wouldn't be difficult, well, at least while I'm in the first 2 parts of your stomach. That's partially why I asked you in the first place!"

Galen had no words. "Well damn, you really do know your stuff." The Fairy's thirst for knowledge never stopped amazing him.

Hyacinth blushed. "You know me, learning about the world is like breathing to me. Now, let's get to it, because If Kal bought both 4 movie tickets and food for everybody for nothing, he's gonna kill me."

"Hold up, what?"

"Yeeeah, he's the only other person who knows. I told him what I was planning and how I needed time to be alone with you, and he was like "Don't worry dude, I got you.", and the rest is history."

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Hyacinth was standing on the kitchen table, missing his necklace and approximately 155 cm-s from his height, leaving him at 5. Galen was kneeling next to the table, his head around the same level as Hyacinth.

"Last chance to turn back, you still wanna do it?" Galen asked from Hyacinth.

"Ready as I’ll ever be!" the Fairy replied excitedly.

"Alright, but if there's anything wrong, or you feel uncomfortable, you get out of me immediately. I don't know if we'll be able to hear each other once you're, well, inside of me."

"Got it! And if you want me out of you, you can just cough me up."

Galen couldn't help but laugh. "We are talking about this wayyy too casually."

"Yeah, yeah. Now, open up, big guy!"

"You're way too excited about this." Galen said, and lowered his chin onto the table. He slowly opened his mouth, granting full access to Hyacinth.

"O-oh, wow." Hyacinth said, as he slowly approached the gaping maw of the Minotaur. He slowly reached out his hand and touched the giant tongue in front of him. It was warm, wet, and spongy. He didn't want to waste any more time, so he climbed into his friend's mouth.

If the Minotaur's breath was humid, then the inside of his mouth was like a rainforest. The dripping saliva and the heat was overwhelming, but the smell was relatively nice, since Galen always paid close attention to personal hygiene.

Galen lifted his head off the table, which made Hyacinth stumble and fall flat onto the tongue he was standing on. He quickly collected himself, but also realized that he should've picked some more expendable clothes than the ones he was wearing.

"Alright, I'm ready! I'll be seeing you in a while. Well, technically, I'll be only seeing you for a while, am I right?"

Galen couldn't help but sigh at this, which made a blast of warm air hit Hyacinth in the face, making him fall over again. A "SOHHY" could be heard all around Hyacinth, accompanied with the rumble of the entire mouth.

"It's OK!" said the Fairy, making a thumbs-up that no one else but him could see.

Galen's mouth started to close, trapping the tiny Hyacinth in complete darkness. He made a few movements with his hands, which made a ball of light appear, illuminating the cavernous mouth of the Minotaur. The light reflected from the large, saliva covered molars of Galen, giving the mouth a sort of cozy vibe. This feeling didn't last long however, as the tongue moved under Hyacinth, pressing him into the side of Galen' mouth, which was noticeably softer and wetter than the tongue. Galen moved Hyacinth around in his mouth like a hard candy, and Hyacinth found the experience quite enjoyable, if a bit rough.

Then, for a moment, everything stopped. Galen tilted his head back, creating a slope with his tongue. He pushed up the muscle, sending Hyacinth tumbling towards the gaping abyss of his throat. One loud *GLLK* , and the little Fairy was on his way down to the first of the bovine's 4 stomach compartments.

The esophagus was less tight around Hyacinth than he was expecting. Instead of the stop-and-go feeling he was expecting, the journey down was more like the world's slowest water slide. On the outside, there was a barely visible lump on Galen’s throat. Hyacinth didn't know how much time had passed, but eventually, he reached the sphincter, and after he got pushed through it, he plopped into the first stomach part of his friend, the rumen. It was large, relatively dry, and filled with the remains of Galen's lunch.

"Okay, I'm down! Say something if you can hear me!" Hyacinth shouted, but he didn't get any response. "Aight, can't be heard from the stomach, noted."

Not much was happening in there, since the rumen was mostly for microbes to start breaking down plant based materials, which, luckily, wasn't what Hyacinth was made of. The main thing happening in there that affected Hyacinth were the movements of the walls, which helped breaking down the food into smaller bits - and in Hyacinth's case, thrashing him around. After a while, Hyacinth and the food mush was transferred to the 2nd stomach area, the reticulum, which was pretty much the same as the rumen, maybe a bit smaller and more active.

After a little more of getting thrown around, Hyacinth found himself back in the esophagus - except this time, he was moving upwards. The way up was just as slow - maybe even slower - as the way down, and Hyacinth was soon back in Galen's mouth, with the food pieces that didn't turn into complete mush. Galen started chewing, making sure his friend did not end up between his molars. While chewing, a gurgling sound could be heard from the Minotaur's stomach, and a burp left his mouth, making Hyacinth tear up a little from the smell.

"ESCHYOOS ME!" the Minotaur tried to say

"I'm fine!" the Fairy said, wiping the tears from his eyes. He knew what he was getting himself into, he wasn't going to quit because of a little smell.

"WAHHA GEH OUH?"

"Nah, I'll be okay, the fun part is about to begin!" Hyacinth said, and Galen sent his friend back down, into the 3rd part of his stomach. The omasum was noticeably less spacious than the previous 2 areas, the walls were nearly hugging Hyacinth. The food mush around him lost a lot from it's moisture in the omasum, making it the consistency of dough. Hyacinth and the breakfast bits were soon escorted into the final stomach part, the abomasum.

If you had to name a main stomach amongst the 4 parts, that was definitely the winner. The usually dry plop was replaced with a wet one, soaking Hyacinth with enzymes and acids. This was the part that was the closest to Galen embracing Hyacinth in the inside. It was wet, gurgly, and tight - and Hyacinth loved every second of it. He felt like he could simply just fall asleep in there. However, after a while, he started feeling a tingly sensation on his skin, and, considering this was the one stomach that was suitable to digest non-plant based material, Hyacinth figured this was the curtain call of his little adventure inside his friend. Hyacinth drew some runes into the air with his fingers, and suddenly, he found himself in the blinding light of the living room.

He was laying on his back on the coffee table in front of the couch. Galen was sitting on said couch, and when he saw Hyacinth, a weight lifted from his chest.

"Thank the GODS it's over! Holy fuck, I was getting so worried, the last hour after I swallowed you back down felt like an eternity. Never ask me to do this again, I need like a drink after this or something."

Hyacinth slowly got himself together, and looked down at his clothes, drenched in saliva, acids and food particles. "Aww man, and I liked this shirt too..."

Galen just rolled his eyes. "Well, did you have fun? Or was me worrying myself into an early grave in the last hour in vain?"

"Dude, it was incredible!" said Hyacinth, with a smile on his face. "It was wild and overwhelming, but also comfy at the same time. The second half of the trip much better honestly, more exciting stuff happened, felt like I was getting a full body massage and-"

"Alright, alright, I don't need to hear any of this.” Galen stopped his friend before he could go into any more details. He was happy for him, but he chose blissful ignorance about knowing how he looked on the inside. “I'm just glad you had fun. Now, go and take a shower while I go and, I don’t know, burn your clothes or something. Here, put this thing back on." Galen gave Hyacinth his necklace back, which was comically large on the Fairy in his current size. This quickly changed, since the moment the jewelry was in the Fairy’s neck, he quickly grew back to his "human" size.

"Sweet, back to size XXL. Well, I’ll just be in the shower for the next 30 minutes or so." he hopped off the table, and made his way into the bathroom, but not before turning back to his roommate. "Hey, Galen?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks. This meant... a lot to me, believe it or not."

The bull smiled. "I know."

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"Man, you two missed out, this was the best movie I've seen in a while!" Idios said to Hyacinth and Galen, sitting next to them on the couch. "I mean, the first one wasn't bad either, but this? This was cinema."

"Gotta agree with Idios on this one, it was pretty good." Matty was putting leftovers into the microwave from the dinner they had. "Just absolutely hilarious."

"I love how it handled the darker themes without dumbing them down, that's rare nowadays." Idios replied.

"Also: the wolf was hot as fuck." Kal said, before putting a spoonful of fried rice into his face.

"Was everything okay while we were gone?" Reka asked while she put her leftovers in the fridge.

Hyacinth and Galen looked at each other.

"It was okay, nothing special happened." Galen said. Hyacinth looked at Kal and gave him a wink, which made the Siren smirk.

Hyacinth yawned. "Well, I think I'll go and hit the hay. See you guys tomorrow." he said, and made his way towards the bedroom dial. He turned it, so his name would be next to the doorknob, and opened the door.

"Wait, I almost forgot! I wanted to ask you about something." Kal said, and quickly followed Hyacinth into his room. He locked the door behind them, and sat down on the bed, next to Hyacinth.

"Well? How did it go?" he whispered, as his face was glowing with curiosity.

"It was great!" Hyacinth said, scratching the back of his head.

"Sweeet! High-five!" the Siren raised his hand, and Hyacinth slammed his palm into it. "Oh, that reminds me, go and check your messages!"

"Oookay?" Hyacinth pulled out his phone and looked at the messages sent by Kal: it was pictures of different guys - some of which he recognised - with their names next to them. He looked at Kal, confused. "...What's this?"

"You said you were looking for a relationship, sooo, I did a little digging and found these guys: they're all single, go to the same Uni as we do, and would be open to the occasional "snack". Maybe you'll find one who could be the one."

Hyacinth just stared at his phone for a few seconds, his eyes getting wet. "Kal, you really shouldn't ha-"

"Nonsense!" Kalais shut him down before he could finish the sentence, and put his hand on Hyacinth's shoulder. "You're my friend, and you deserve someone you can feel comfortable next to, inside of, or best case scenario, both. Now go and rest, I feel like you had quite the adventure." and with that, the Siren hopped off the bed, and left the room.

Hyacinth looked through the pictures Kal sent him one last time, before putting down his phone and turning down the lights in his room. He was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about the thing the Siren said.

"Comfortable next to, inside of them, or both, huh?"

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Here's some little side notes/explanation/random stuff

"Oh, Oberon" is the Fae equivalent of "Oh God". Oberon is the immortal king of the Fae (Fairies, Gnomes, Elves, Changelings, etc.) in my OC world.

Similarly, Galen saying "Oh Gods" refers to the Greek pantheon.

The gust of wind that opened the apartment door was made by Matthias, who's a Garaboncias. They're human like creature from Hungarian folklore who can control the weather.

Telkhines are semi-aquatic dog like creatures from Greek mythology, usually related to blacksmithing, magic and poisons.

Kalais is a Siren in the mythological sense, so more of a bird person rather than a mermaid like creature (there's some fish traits tho).

Hyacinth's necklace serves roughly as a size/form stabiliser. Every creature who is either too small, too big, or not humanoid enough gets one, so they can "blend in" better amongst humans.

For the folks who use the imperial system: 20°C is roughly around 70° Fahrenheit, 5cm is around 2 inches, putting Hyacinth's "big height" around 160 cm/5'2.

Hyacinth has family issues that will be brought up in future writing stuff (my boy needs help)

Anyways, thanks for reading! If y'all got any questions, my inbox is always open. Well, see y'all later!

[kitsune-pop]

POV ur tiny and I see you peaking from behind the kitchen table. still deciding if you look edible

[tinystarwatch]

OH FU- a Day late??? Shameful ;- ;

Anyway here's my "Halloween" thought.

Normal sized werewolf doesn't want to get into/start trouble during the full moon so they ask their giant friend to eat them for the day (no moonlight no turning right?). It becomes a monthly routine for them to meet up, and this time that used to be really stressful for the werewolf becomes a relaxing day to hang out!

But.... Eventually there is a day where due to unforseen circumstances the giant doesn't get them down quick enough and Werewolf goes ahead and turns in their stomach, and will Not Quit being rowdy. Poor giant is curled over trying to sooth their aching stomach and the beast inside all night. Werewolf is really going to owe them after this.

(Also maybe the werewolf tells their packmates and they also want in, and giant is to polite to say no. They really do want to help everyone, but oof is this to many people for one tum.)

[monster-teef]

You're so tiny, so delicate in my fingers. How cute, the way you shout and beg and cry, dangling so helplessly as I hold you aloft, even though you know you're already done for.

I loosen my grip to tease you, and you let out a frightened squeak. I can't help the grin that sneaks onto my lips. Three... two... one... I release you, sending you plummeting headfirst towards my mouth. My jaws split open eagerly to receive you and you scream, terrified.

The drop is not far. Heat sweeps around you as you plunge into my maw. My tongue glides up beneath you, my lips lock so softly over you, my saliva flows slick and heavy, ready to guide you towards my hungry gullet. I savor you for just a moment, letting your flavour storm my tastebuds as I roll you around.

There, there. No need to panic, you adorable thing. Relax and let me take it from here.

My stomach rumbles loudly, and you begin to struggle in earnest, twisting and pushing against the motions of my tongue. Your frantic movements only serve to spread your delectable flavor through my mouth and make me more inclined to swallow you. What a delicious little snack you are. How perfectly you'll fit in my belly.

I can feel your pulse racing. You really are terrified, aren't you? I tip my head back, my tongue working to bundle you towards the looming dark of my throat. Your body wedges tightly in its sucking grasp. It's time for you to be eaten.

My muscles flex and then you're heading down, a deafening gulp sounding all around you. My fingers stroke at the bulge of you as you begin to sink down my throat, like all food should. I can feel your fear so intimately now, as you writhe and wail in the crushing embrace of my esophagus. My stomach growls. You sob and scream. I gulp heavily. You're my meal, and you're going down whether you like it or not. How loud is my hearbeat in your ears, I wonder, as you descend into my body, nothing more than a nutritious gulp of food?

I think I can hear you screaming out for help, screaming that you're not food. Come, dear, who could possibly help you now? You're a tiny morsel sliding down a giant's throat. My stomach walls are stronger than steel. There's no saving you at this point, so let my throat muscles massage you down to my depths. Give yourself over to your fate. Enjoy the ride as best you can.

My stomach clenches in desperate hunger as it awaits your arrival. I lick my lips for a final taste of you, enjoying every second of your descent as you trail down inside me, still struggling, still desperate to save yourself from becoming my meal. No one comes to your aid... and in you go, right into the clutches of my deserving belly. Your momentum and the pulls of my stomach draw you in, asserting that you certainly are food, regardless of your feelings on the matter - and you will soon be doing what all food in a stomach does.

I moan as you settle at last into your final destination in my middle. My back arches and I grasp at my rumbling stomach, clutching in bliss as a burst of struggling ignites inside me. Oh, you humans are too kind - not only are you positively mouthwatering, you rush down my gullet so easily and give me such a wonderful massage once you're tucked away inside. Tasty, helpless little things, good for nothing but gobbling up. Born to fill my stomach. I whine in pleasure.

My stomach gurgles as digestion begins, and the walls around you churn tighter and tighter. I can barely hear your cries of agony through my flesh. I slide a hand over the bulge of you, my perfect meal, relishing in your warmth and my fullness. I let my eyes close.

I think I might take a nap while I digest you. You don't mind, do you?

[jack-the-nibbler]

Reading through old fics and looking through old art, and man...Archie and/or Maxie being possessed by their respective orb would be so lovely. Possibly growing larger, covered in the same markings as Kyogre or Groudon, sharp teeth and glowing insides. Not to mention an absolutely primal hunger, an urge to swallow something alive and squirming. Imagine how terrifying it would be, slipped into a hot, damp maw, past terrifyingly sharp teeth. Being gulped down a slimy, squeezing gullet, landing in a slimy, pulsing belly and left at the mercy of a trainer overtaken by the power of a god. Hopefully your villainous devourer will eventually come to their senses and release you…but the feeling is actually quite nice for both predator and prey after the adrenaline wears down…

[teal-fiend]

Someone keeps a large bowl/jar full of tinies that they offer to guests. 

One day, a guest is over, they are offered a tiny from the bowl, which they eagerly accept. The host leaves the room for a while, busy with something. 

When they return they are surprised to see the guest Sitting with an empty bowl resting on their full stomach - Wincing uncomfortably, and complaining about a tummy ache.

The host is a little annoyed at their guest for being rude enough to eat all of their snacks at once; they were only supposed to take one, maybe two. But they let them take their time for their stomach to settle. The guest hiccupping and groaning, whining about how their stomach hurts. 

They can hear the belly slosh as the pred lies down on their side, the many bite-sized prey being jostled around in there. The host can see tiny imprints on their guest’s stomach now and again. The prey try in desperation to escape the giant prison, which is at capacity.

The guest asks if the host would give them a belly rub. The host agrees, to be polite. When they press down on the pred’s stomach, they can feel each tiny body under the skin. It’s a pulpy, almost crunchy texture, in the belly. It’s pretty gurgly too, the host hears a sloshing noise every time they press down. 

The increased surface area over many small prey, compared to one large prey, means that they are much easier and quicker to digest. It doesn’t take long at all.

Later the guest feels better. Their belly is still round but not wriggling so much. Much more energised, feeling smug, having enjoyed a free meal. They won’t be invited back any time soon.

[whitchygaythem]

Sooo This is Sola! She is a dragon, the Rulers of the Sun clans. The Sun people are mostly predators, and Sola is no different. She has a reputation for “ruining her engagements” bc she “tried to swallow them”. She doesn’t try to deny it tho. She enjoys teasing and scaring people. Mostly her tiny wife whom I’ll introduce next!

[cybersoldier82]

You know what fuck that sketch I brought up last night have some ITWOM fanart featuring Sybil and my sona instead, BAM!

The story and it’s characters are written by @vore-toast, I’ve had the biggest crush on Sybil for a while so this was a long time coming since, I also have the honor of making the first ever Sybil fanart too so there’s that >:3c.

[thealmightyemprex]

Leo The Rabbit has the ability to become a giant so he can devour anthros.Here he is preparing to consume a anthro cat

@ariel-seagull-wings @theancientvaleofsoulmaking @themousefromfantasyland

[after-dinner-mint]

[call-me-reynolds]

In the meantime, I drew that with My Boyfriend

Based on true events since he randomly licks me HHHHHHHHHHHHH