#nonfatal digestion

[sillyromance]

Good day everyone !

I had a dream tonight and it inspired me to think of a specific kind of vore where a prey is actually turned into food. They are still conscious, they have the same shape, they can move and talk, but they are literally made of jelly or chocolate, for instance. Someone put this curse on them and, to make it wear off, the prey has to be eaten till the last crumb and digested - to be regenerated as their normal self later. And their friend/lover who they have come to is very reluctant to fulfil the role of a predator since, in the world I'm talking about, devouring another person isn't normal.

(Bonus points if the prey is made of food which is smooth and squishy, so they can be swallowed whole).

[jack-the-nibbler]

Voretober Day 7: Hunt

On the night of the hunt, the line between the hunter and the prey is often blurred.

The sounds of howls and snarls filled the night. You had grown used to the cries of beasts and reek of rotting blood. Fear rarely came to you for the most part; the Dream wouldn’t let you die for good after all. After a few nights, the Hunt had become routine…but tonight you’d been caught completely off guard. You were running for your life from a beast you’d once considered a friend.

Father Gascoigne had been hunting far longer than you, and the years had taken a toll on him. Despite this, he’d been happy to mentor you; teaching you how to properly shoot and use visceral attacks, pulling you out of trouble, and giving you a few playful, ultimately harmless shoves. He was a large, intimidating man, but was always fairly gentle with you.

Tonight, the blood had taken him. Gascoigne had roared and charged you with his axe, nearly taking your head clean off. Your yells and pleads were met with roars and snarls, your stamina running low as you tried to keep up the fight. You’d reluctantly retaliated, but the worst had been yet to come.

After taking enough blows, Gascoigne had suddenly burst into a much larger, hairier form, with jagged teeth and claws that could slice through flesh like butter. Already worn down, you just turned and ran down the street, hoping to find somewhere to hide, or even a Messenger lamp to return to the safety of the Dream. Hearing the priest turned werewolf roar, you picked up the pace, your lungs burning. Your escape was sadly short lived.

Gascoigne proved to be much faster, catching up with you in a few bounds and pouncing on you. The wind was knocked out of you in an instant, and the beast’s strong grasp kept you firmly pinned down. You gave a strainer whimper, looking up helplessly at the unnaturally wide maw of your friend. Any moment now, Gascoigne would tear you limb from limb, or perhaps those fangs would chew you into a bloody mess.

The werewolf leaned down and sniffed you, blasting you with hot breath, before giving you a long, slimy lick up the face. You shuddered, struggling as much as you could under his massive bulk as that thick, slobbery tongue lapped over your face again and again. The relentless licking went on for what felt like hours, making you wish he would just bite your head off already. By the time Gascoigne finally let up, your hunting garb was absolutely soaked.

You laid there in a daze, head and shoulders coated in a thick layer of beast slobber. As Gascoigne grasped you like a sandwich and opened his mouth wide, you hoped that he would make it quick. He clamped down, but instead of ripping you in half, he started slurping you in. It took a moment for you to realize that Gascoigne wasn’t going to chew you up…he was swallowing you whole. You screamed as your head slipped into his throat, but your energy was spent. There was nothing you could do.

The bestial priest gobbled you down like a piece of meat, chomping and shaking you around. You weren’t sure if he was taking care not to injure you too much or if you were too fatigued to notice it, but at least it wasn’t hurting. This didn’t help the terror as you slid down the beast’s throat, tightly constricted and squished by the peristalsis. Your head was squeezed tightly before it popped into Gascoigne’s stomach. You took a deep breath, shuddering at the stale, humid air, reeking of blood and bile.

As Gascoigne gulped down your feet, your head and chest slid into the rumbling pouch. Your fleshy prison was fairly spacious, but this was of little comfort to you. You slipped further in, crammed into the literal belly of the beast. The moment the esophageal sphincter clenched shut behind you, the stomach started churning more actively, acids starting to seep from the slimy walls.

Survival instinct kicked in, adrenaline taking over your fatigue as you started to struggle, pressing against the sphincters at either end of the stomach. Neither of them budged, and the strong stomach acids were already starting to eat away at your hunting attire. As the churning pushed you around, working to easier break you down, you reluctantly realized that your only way out was to be digested. With a heavy sigh, you gave in, laying back as the acids dissolved your clothes, well on their way to softening your flesh…

Gascoigne flopped onto his side, giving a belch that sent your soggy hat flying out of his mouth. His hunger was sated, thirst for blood quenched by your sacrifice. Patting his belly, the beast rested his head upon the cold ground, content to let his belly work around his large meal. Over the course of the night, the hunter turned prey would be easily reduced to mush and nutrients to quell his terrible cravings. Come sunrise, you would wake up in the comforting safety of the Hunter’s Dream, while Father Gascoigne would be left to wonder where all this sudden fat on his belly and thighs came from…

[eldritchnoms]

I need to make myself clear a little bit-

TW: Mention of safe, non-fatal digestion, reformation

I know I said I enjoy digestion, but I try to always say that it's always all safe, painless and gooey (no blood and gore), even when it's a bastard character. I don't enjoy the idea of getting unalived in such a grotesque way. At all. I also don't like the idea that in the world where vore is normalized anyone can just be plucked up and killеd randomly. I always try to avoid this kind of content, even if it's only implied. Vore for me is comfort.

Getting digested by a pred for me is also for comfort, for the idea of adding some pudge to them and giving energy and/or even becoming one with them temporarily while being able to talk and feel, and in both scenarios you just come back to hug and cuddle the pred. I, of course and obviously, absolutely love endosoma or just keeping prey in a pred's belly for some time. You don't need to doubt that. But I just want to convey that I enjoy digestion not because I enjoy the thought of someone getting murdеred, but because I love it as a gesture of prey and pred getting as close as it's physically possible with each other, helping each other and such.

Please, try to understand me. If you think I'm a wuss - that's your problem, not mine. And I don't need to be "vibe checked" or have the "reality kick in" I hate you if you say that. If you love vore for its grotesque side then you can go to Ekа's and have it all for yourself. Please don't try to drag me onto that side.

For the good measure, look at this banner:

I made it for a reason. If I will need to post it under every piece I do, be it writing or art, then so be it.

[cerberusthenking3]

No Need To Say Goodbye

Warning:This story will contain soft,safe vore,mentions of digestion,minor digestion,willing,child prey,childish pred(its an adult though)

It's a little darker than my other ones, but it's still safe,dont worry,sorry if it's not your cup of tea

Gabriel POV.

I'm sat on the beach,facing the ocean as my tears start up again.My captor,still red with anger reaches towards his hip and says,with barely contained rage"Are you happy?Asshole,happy you got your bitch of a mom to safety,after all I've done for you two?ANSWER ME"I shake as I hear a click and he says"Well,hope you're happy cause I'm sending you to hell"I can't focus on his words because the water begins bubbling and I see a black fin breach the surface and cold metal against my neck,he continues"Now say good-”Everything gets loud when the fin becomes a monster.I hear my captor make a noise I don't expect from the monster I've come to associate him as.I watch as what looks like a drake?Orca?Steps out of the water and licks its lips while it stares at us like you would a particularly appetizing meal.I feel a hand grab the collar of my shirt and I'm thrown towards the creature,landing with the wind knocked out of my lungs.I look up at the drake with teary eyes but it doesn't even bother looking at me.It steps over my body as I hear my captor yelling"WAIT,EAT HIM NOT ME,HE'S AN EASIER MEAL ANYWAYS!!”The creature ignores his pleas and reaches him as he finally decides to use his gun and raises it,but a moment to late,it seems,because the drake knocks his hand away and opens it mouth widely to bite…..oh god,it's not biting.The drake swiftly pulls him into it's waiting maw and I hear a loud swallow which seems to finally click to him that,yes,he's being eaten and I watch his legs flail outside of it's mouth before it pulls his legs into it's maw but stops with an upset whine.I watch as it's tongue flicks uselessly against his shoes,as if trying to get them off his feet.I shakily step towards the drake and watch it's eyes flick to me before it turns towards me and shoves it's mouth at me,a clear call for help.I grab his right shoe and wrench it off his foot as I hear a muffled scream for me to pull him out but I ignore him and pull his other shoe off before stepping back and letting it finish it's meal.The drake swiftly swallows his legs down and I hear a deep rumble eminate from it's chest as I attempt to leave as quietly as possible but as I take a step,I feel something warm wrap around my arm.I turn and see the drake holding my arm in it's mouth before pulling me towards the beach.It lays down on it's side,pulling me against its full stomach,I shiver at the muffled screaming from the drake's newest meal and a small whimper leaves my throat.I hear the drake click in worry before noticing what is upsetting me.

Stormsong POV.

I coo worriedly at my new friend,why are you scared?Oh,is it him?You can hear him fighting and you're afraid he'll escape right?No need to worry,if I've decided someone is food then my tummy will never let them go,but if you don't want to lay on my tummy until he stops yelling and fighting that's fine.We can play a game,do you know how to play tag?I softly raise a paw and tap his nose before dashing away with a pace slow enough for a human to keep up.I hear a hesitant but delighted laugh,I want to hear more!He takes off toward me with an extended but I stand my ground until he's right infront of me before I use my hind legs to spring forwards and over him but just as I think he's missed me I feel fluttering fingers touch my stomach and the humans voice say"Tag,you're it”followed by another heart melting laugh.I feel another burst of struggles from my meal but pay it no mind,I'm trying to have fun right now,so melt quietly and make sure you're a good bed when my new friend is tired out.This happens many more times,to my delight.Turn's out my new friend is very good at tag,eveytime I get him and think I've dodged him I suddenly feel him tag me and I'm it again!His fear seemed to melt away at the same time as my meal did,because during one of our breaks he walks over and lays down on my tummy before gently rubbing against the less taught and more pudgy surface while I feel the,now super weak,struggles of my meal and my new friend flinches.I feel a bit frustrated,but not at my new friend,of course,no at that evil man who refuses to stop scaring my friend!!!I tighten my tummy walls to the point that struggling would be impossible for somerhing twice it's size!Scare my friend like that!As the rubbing becomes more confident I feel as though I'm melting,eveything mixes together and I soon find myself dreaming with my human pressed lightly under my soft tummy so he won't get cold and nothing will dare try to attack him.I dream of him deciding to stay with me,a life where he'll never have to worry about anything again,days pass with us just playing and cuddling,no more horrible,mean humans to hurt him.I suddenly a sharp jab shoot through my body and snap out of my pleasant dreams with a yelp of pain,a dull throb of pain shooting through my body,and the source seem to be from my stomach.I feel my new friend scamble up and hear his tired voice say"Whats wrong,are you alright?”I nod,sorry for waking you up little one,go back to sleep.This continues for a few weeks but the pain gets steadily worse and worse until its so bad I can't even move anymore.I've come the conclusion that evil human did something to my belly,something really bad,something I can't heal.I also reach the much sadder conclusion,I'm dying,I wish I could've spent more time with little Gabriel but if this is the outcome of saving him,I don't regret doing it for a moment.I feel Gabriel begin rubbing my stomach,he does this alot now because it eases the pain just a bit.I hear him start talking"I think I know what's wrong,Storm,That man you ate,he always carried a knife after my brother got my little sister and himself away by disarming his gun,he must have stabbed it into your stomach walls before he died"So smart little Gabriel,you must be right!But how will we get it out,if its stuck in the wall,won't be able to push it out or heal the wound myself.He keeps talking"So I've been trying to figure out how to pull it out of your stomach and ive come to one conclusion,you have to-

Gabriel POV.

“-eat me,I'll be able to pull it out and make it safer by putting it in this"Showing the sheath that her stomach rejctes with his clothes just yesterday.She looks at me with hope and horror,she'll survive but I'll die,I know this but I can't just sit back and watch her die because she saved me,I've come to peace with the fact that this is how I die.I walk towards her head and say"Open wide,and I know you probably won't but I feel like I need to say it,please don't bite,I need to get in there in one piece to pull the knife out,wrap it up,and sheath it"She nods before her opening her maw widely and showing off her razor sharp teeth and thick,muscular tongue.She gently slides me onto her tongue before she begins swishing me around and covering me in salivia.Somehow the tip of her tongue seems to always find its way back to my face to give me a reassuring lick.A resounding swallow pulls me down into the darkness of her throat,I nervously laugh a bit when she tickles my feet and hear her begin purring like she always does when she provokes a laugh out of me.I give a sad smile and hear another swallow which pushes me up against something tough before the final swallow forces me through it.I feel my body,then legs slide in after me before I reorient myself and pull out my flashlight,turning it on I look around and see that the stomach walls are light pink with speckles of black everywhere,like her tongue.The walls are clenched and I hear ragged,painful breaths coming from above me.I look around the quickly filling cavern and see the hilt of a hunting knife sticking out of the wall directly across from me.I crawl towards it and wince slightly at the tingling sensation that starts to cover my legs.My hand wraps around the hilt and I warn"This'll hurt,brace yourself"She clicks in confirmation before I swiftly rip the knife out of the stomach,hearing a shriek of pain and the stomach walls close tightly before slowly opening again.I watch in amazement as the wound begins closing already and her breathing begins to become steadier.She coos happily and I pull out the gauze I brought for extra measure before wrapping the blade in it and sheathing the knife.I feel numbness begining to spread all over me and I slump against the stomach wall,gently rubbing it as I talk,words slurring together"There,thatbetter right,shorry,your ashids are really shtrong”I hear a loud and worried chirp and feel my consciousness slipping away so before I pass out I say"Thank you…..for reshcuing me,and……….goodbye”I barely whisper the last word before all I see is darkness,I don't regret it for a heartbeat,I only hope my family understands.

Stormsong POV.

I whimper,no no no no no,it's not goodbye,it can't be goodbye.I begin pushing,trying to force myself to throw up,anything!Tears run down my face as I keep hacking and coughing.Then I remember something,I push him deeper,it won't be pleasant but from my heritage as an orca and drake,my tail evolved with another tummy but when I tried to eat twice as many fishies the ones in my tail didn't stop squirming until I pushed them into my normal tummy,my big brother told me it was for holding food for long journey's.You aren't food little Gabriel,but my tail tummy will be uncomfortable for both of us becuase I'm not used to keeping human sized creatures in there,it will be really tight,but it doesn't produce acid,I'll go find my brother,he will know how to get you out,you'll be okay,I'll feed you and give you water,we can get through this.I watch my tail get larger and for some reason,it's not that bad.A warm feeling spreads through my chest and I feel my muscles begin to relax,he's safe and as close as he could possibly be.I lay down and bring my tail up to my chest,lightly cuddling and cooing and chirping at him.My precious little human,so brave to go into my tummy to help me without a second thought,you will be alright,my tail tummy is much nicer than my normal tummy.I will fuss over you so much the moment I can cuddle you again,you're a hero and I'll treat you like one.I stand up,determined to find my brother and get my human out.I dive into the water,putting a lot of effort into my swimming as I cut through the water,it takes days and Gabriel wakes up very confused but happy until I finally find my brother"Wavefang,brother,am I glad to finally see you"He turns towards me and clicks back"Ahh,Stormsong,dear sister,what brings you to my territory?”I wave my tail a bit and say sadly"I'm sorry but this isn't a house call,remember how you told me that we can store stuff in our tail tummies,do you know how to get something out?”He cocks his head in confusion before saying"Just push it into your normal tummy"I shake my head and chirp"No,I mean out of our tummies in general"He looks even more confused and asks"Why would you wan't food out of your belly?”I slump my head"So you don't know how?”He shakes his head and says"No,I do,but why do you want to know?”I sigh in relief and say"You know those tasty two legged creatures on land,Hu-Mans I think they are called,I've learned that they are intelligent from my new friend,a young Hu-Man named Gabriel,I ate the evil man who was trying to kill him,but that mean man stabbed my stomach and I almost died,then Gabriel asked me to eat him so he could get the knife out of my stomach,I tried to get him out but couldn't and I didn't wan't my tummy to melt him,then I remembered my tail tummy and pushed him deeper into my safe tummy and came to find you,so how do I get him out?”Wavefang nods and says"First,lets get out of the water so your little hero doesn't drown"I nod determinedly and we shoot up towards the beach.

Gabriel POV.

I hear the clicks and chirps of Storm and another of her species as they talk before I'm disoriented by her moving,I've decided that I'm clearly not in her stomach or I'd be long death and from how the organ around me is so nauseating when she swims,I assume that I'm in some pouch in her tail,luckily I can't see or I'd be even more disoriented.I feel the pouch suddenly clamp closed around me and shove me roughly upwards.I groan in discomfort before I find my head slipping back into an area I recognize as her maw.Its opened widely infront of me and I see another Orca Drake with an inverted coloration of storm,a mainly white body with a black underbelly and a star on its forehead.It leans forwards and grabs my arm before pulling me out of Storm's gullet.I'm laid on the sand while I absorb the sunlight after not seeing light for a few days.I hear a worried coo and weakly raise my hand with a slight wave before saying"I'm fine guys,just a bit disoriented,give me a moment"They both lay down next to me and begin dually licking me,while this would usually make me groan in disgust,honestly,they're probably cleaning off all the stomach fluids.My burns throb dully but it feels nice to have cold air and warm tongues sweeping over them.I feel the tongues swiping me before suddenly a third tongue swipes my face and I look up to see a large group of Orca Drakes all around me.They begin playfully nipping and licking me as atleast eight tongues at a time sweep over me,though Storm's tongue never retreats,likely to try to keep me calm,but I'm not scared of this,Pod?of Orca Drakes.They all seem just as playful as Storm,so as long as I don't mind being completely soaked then I'll be fine.I'm suddenly only being licked by one tongue,presumably Storm.I sit up and instantly regret it as Storm suddenly flops on me and her chubby tummy squishes me to the sand and I groan in discomfort from the sand digging into me.Storm notices and shifts onto her side before the other Orca Drake’s begin a cuddle puddle,cuddling against Storm and in turn me.I hear soft purrs all around as Storm continues grooming me and cuddling against me.Tiredness begins slipping over me and the weight of sleep begins flowing over me and I nuzzle my head into her soft stomach before finally slipping into blissful slumber.

[ritopredanyone]

I believe introductions are in order

So hello! I'm to go by Rika here, the name of my rito OC. For as long as I've interacted with vore, I've been endo-only. Recently though, I've been sorta experimenting and exploring ideas that are not strictly endo, and have decided to make this alt blog for it. (If you come here and you know who I am, I trust you not to point it out.) So here are a couple master rules and points to think about when interacting with this blog. 1. Not all vore here will be endosoma(You can still talk about it here if you want to), I wouldn't strictly call how I do it "digestion" either(you'll see my OCs reference image for more info on that), but I will probably use a tag like that for convenience. 2. Willing prey only. This mostly applies to my endo preferences too (unless you need to nom the prey in a life-or-death situation to save them) but it DOUBLY applies here. No one here is getting eaten or absorbed unless they're asking for it, literally. 3. Reformation is guarantied. No fatal or perma here. That's a big no-no. vore is primarily a comfort for me, and if prey are dying, that's not comforting. The scenarios in which I can find this kinda stuff appealing are very specific, but the ideas of: Being closer than physically possible to someone (literally being a part of them) Taking a break from the world and having to maintain your own body (because you've temporarily given it up to someone else, like house-sitting while you're away on vacation) When put like that, I can see it being kinda nice. Alright, all that rambling said, here's my oc and the mascot for this blog, Rika the Rito! (Base was by Godbird. They have a crap-ton of bases like this on their patreon. Go check it out to see if you're willing to spare 5 bucks)

So there you have it! Asks are open! Whether you want to ask me something, or if you want to send an ask to Rika in-character.

[autistichalsin]

I hate that I have to give this PSA at all- that I do is a failure on the part of multiple governmental organizations. But it is important.

COVID damages a lot more than you think. It damages more than your lungs, and does more than give you digestive issues. And sometimes, those issues can last well after you get better, even if you're not a person you would otherwise think of as being sick with long COVID.

If you only remember these two things, please just remember that:

COVID can and does damage your heart.

COVID can and does damage your nervous system, particularly your brain.

If you have had COVID in the last 18 months, you are at a highly elevated risk of sudden cardiac death compared to someone who hasn't. In the first three weeks after getting sick, your odds of dying from a heart-related event are 81 times that of an uninfected person, and five times higher in the following 18 months. You are also at a higher risk of of developing nonfatal heart disease; 40% likelier. (Source for all claims in this paragraph)

If you develop ANY cardiac symptoms at all after getting COVID- heart palpitations, blood pressure issues, fatigue, fainting, getting out of breath easier than is normal for you- you need to see a doctor as soon as possible, and you need to tell them you've recently had COVID. You have long COVID until proven otherwise.

Similarly, your risk of neurological disorders remains heightened over a year after getting COVID; approximately 40% higher. (Source) This manifests in more ways than I have time to list, but includes a vastly higher risk of dementia of all types (doctors are particularly seeing this with the under-45 group that was previously extremely rare), memory disorders, sensory issues (like persisting loss or distortion of taste and smell), mental health issues like anxiety or depression, and even more.

These can manifest in a lot of ways. But if you experience new anxiety or depression, new behavioral issues (particularly for those under the age of 18), if you suddenly can't focus anymore or can't remember things anymore (ESPECIALLY words, COVID has been noted to cause extreme difficulty with word recall), if you have tremors, if you're tired all the time, if you have "brain fog", if you have trouble sleeping, I could go on... again. You have long COVID until proven otherwise. EVEN IF you aren't "that sick". Even if you have energy to do things and can mostly function but you just aren't doing well in school/at work anymore because you can't remember the things your teacher/professor is talking about/the new work protocols your boss went over with you.

If you hop over to the subreddits for teachers or professors, you will notice a lot of them noting their students don't remember basic things the teachers have been pressing for an entire semester, or that students can't sit long enough to focus through a movie. And sure, some of that is cell phones reducing attention span, or students just not paying attention- but they just can't seem to pick up the pieces there that they are seeing long-term sequelae (that is, a different illness arising from COVID infection) in their students. It is everywhere, but few people are connecting the dots.

Similarly, there is a huge wave of pilots being unable to pass their physicals and losing their licenses, or making mistakes due to brain fog (in some cases even leading to crashes) or falling victim to sudden cardiac death in the middle of a flight.

EVERYONE is at risk from this. No one is talking about this. I don't kn- well, actually, no, I do know exactly why, I just don't like it. People want to make COVID the new flu, but it just isn't. It is not and never will be the flu. And we are willingly inflicting cardiomyopathy and dementia and all sorts of awful things on people in the name of regaining a sense of normalcy that is gone, but ironically would be closer to returning if we had accepted for a while that things WEREN'T normal and acted accordingly. But that chance is gone now, COVID is never going away because people couldn't bother, but they still can't admit it, they can't face the consequences of their actions, so instead we're getting this attempted coverup of the real long-terms dangers of COVID that even "young and healthy" people have.

But pretending things are normal doesn't make sick people healthy. So instead, try to educate folks, because there is a very high chance you or someone you know is sick right now, due to COVID infections they had months ago, and doesn't know it because people are pretending COVID is just the flu but with tummy upset and a disrupted sense of taste/smell.

People NEED to know what the actual dangers are.

ALSO, sidenote: if you are masking, and ask your medical team to mask, and they respond by starting to suggest you are experiencing "COVID anxiety", find a new provider. Immediately. Don't even continue the appointment. They are not interested in helping you.

Signed, your friendly neighborhood epidemiologist.

[gastrophilia]

Claps hands hey hey everyone.

Soft vore ≠ safe vore, and hard vore ≠ fatal vore (though hard vore is usually fatal, it doesn't mean the same thing). Soft vore can be fatal, lol.

Soft/hard: whether the prey is swallowed whole or chewed (think cannibalism if that helps)

Safe/fatal: whether the prey is safe inside the preds stomach or if they're digested.

Of course there's nuance; I'm partial to nonfatal digestion, with reformation. But I keep seeing people say "I like soft vore, the stuff where no one dies" and have to shut my evil autistic mouth. This also helps with filtering and tagging your stuff properly, though.

AND ALSO SAFE DOESNT MEAN NONSEXUAL AND VICE VERSA. JESUS CHRIST!

[pharmasochist]

concept: nonfatal digestion that gives the prey a massive respawn hangover. maybe only this prey in particular can respawn, or maybe it's just a law of this world. whatever. ANYWAYS

imagine being devoured by a stranger, trapped inside a cramped, humid gut. barely able to move, only able to hear their churning stomach and their labored breathing. your skin tingling as the acid starts to rise, clinging to you. struggling is futile. any movement you make is restricted, their stomach walls tightening like a vise. you slip away, your predator rubbing their engorged belly.

you wake up back in your bed with a migraine. all your joints are stiff. your entire body aches. yet your heart races every time your mind returns to the flash of that predator's teeth, their jaws unhinging, the suffocating intimacy of their stomach. this isn't your first time filling the belly of a stranger, and you have a feeling it won't be the last.

[sofmallow]

we try very hard to keep it obvious in our works but just to completely clear btw everything we do with vore is always 100% safe and consensual.

sometimes there is nonfatal digestion but its more rare these days (and we dont think theres any of it wed put here anyways, if we ever do we'll tag it) but we figure we'd mention for clarifications sake.

We never keep this stuff ambiguous (we Really like drawing little hearts and faces next to things to show where people end up, its cute and funny)

[wyrmenbyintestines]

consider: nonfatal hard vore, or even just nonfatal at first

I don’t mean hard vore where the prey dies after being mauled and then reforms, I mean hard vore where the pred tears at the prey in a manner not immediately lethal and then swallows them alive

either it’s healing vore, and the prey’s limb was so damaged that it would’ve been hard to heal it that way, or the prey survives being torn apart, but now faces digestive acids burning at exposed flesh

[sillyromance]

Good day everyone!

Here is a random fairytale idea I have got recently.

There was a king known by his kindness, honesty and wisdom. By political means which were beneficial for his country, he had to marry a woman he didn't love. Perhaps, the couple could still be a happy one, yet, unluckly for her husband and his people, the woman turned out to be a mean, selfish and arrogant person who the king didn't want to have anything in common with. Despite this, he kept a straight face, pretending everything was fine, stayed respectful and loyal even though she didn't appreciate it, searching for any chance to make his and their vassals' lives even worse.

One day, the king met a princess of a neighboring country, the sweetest and the kindest person on earth. They had a lot in common, and soon started exchanging letters, then visiting each other in their places; when she arrived, they would go for long walks in the king's forest, her hand held in his... Undoubtedly, the evil queen noticed that. Blood boiled in her veins at the sight of her husband being happy, especially with someone else. Moreover, she was afraid to lose power and money which came to her after the marriage. With this in mind, the evil queen began to plan how to keep the king all to herself.

Unfortunately for the king, she was one of few people who knew his darkest secret. The king wasn't completely human. His ancestors were dragons who could shapeshift; some of them used this ability to marry humans. Consequently, the king was a half-blood hybrid, and, though he couldn't turn into lizard, his physiology allowed him to swallow objects much bigger than could be expected. Those facts were dangerous to reveal since dragons and humans had never truly lived together in peace.

And the evil queen decided to use this knowledge to her advantage.

She blackmailed her husband, threatening him to tell everyone who he actually was. But she promised to keep the secret if he got rid of the princess he loved. He asked three days to think things over. Feeling herself invincible enough, the queen obliged.

As you could assume, the king was in deep grief. He didn't know what to do. Yet, he decided to meet with the princess and speak to her about the trap he fell in - even if he wasn't able to climb his way out of it, she would be aware of the danger and run away before it was too late.

At first, the princess was shocked and scared. But she loved the king no less than he loved her. So, once he finished the story, she cupped his face and swore to help him and stay by him till the last minute.

If the king had a secret, the princess had one as well. Her mother was a great witch, and the girl had been taught magic since childhood. The princess suggested a plan she and her man could accomplish with powers of them both. It was quite risky and demanded exceptional power of will from them, but they didn't have a choice since there were only two days left.

The plan was easy. The king had to act as if he accepted the queen's will - and "destroy" the princess by eating her whole in front of his wife's eyes. However, beforehand, the princess would drink a special potion which would help her not to die for good, but combine with her lover in body and soul. All her skills and memories would be accessible for him. Also, she wouldn't feel any pain and could reform later. The king felt a suffocating lump swelling in his throat at the thought of eating someone he would give his life for, but agreed eventually, putting all trust in his lover.

Finally, the fateful day came. The queen asked her husband about his decision, and the man told her he would do what she needed from him. A wicked grin spread over her face. He ordered to bring the princess in his castle; once she arrived, the ruler, with sorrow in his eyes, announced that the princess was accused of being a spy and a threat to his people, for which she had to leave the court and disappear. With this words, he embraced his love tightly... And opened his mouth, engulfing her pretty little head in one move. The girl started crying and thrashing violently, but to no avail as her body was slowly, but surely, slipping past his lips, further with each powerful swallow, through the tight esophagus and into the stomach. The girl was considerably smaller than the man: when his jaws clinged shut, the last bits of her helplessly sliding down into his core, no one would assume an entire person curled up in his belly. The princess was nothing but a little rounding bump on his waist, as if the king simply had a good dinner.

Meanwhile, even the queen got terrified by the view and exited the room long before "the show" was over. It played along with the king and his dearest' wishes perfectly: he silently sneaked into his room, locked the door, and laid on the bed, gently rubbing his more-than-full stomach which was letting out strained groans and growls. The princess didn't try to squirm - there was no need to pretend anymore. She just rested inside, caressing her king and getting sleepier with each second, feeling his warm, plushie flesh tenderly hugging her frame, and listening to his soothing voice cooing sadly at her from the outside. Soon, digestion kicked in, and the girl peacefully melted down in his belly, becoming one with her lover - and allowing him to act further...

... Obviously, the evil queen was gone on the same day. The king, who couldn't force himself to actually hurt her even after everything she made him go through, casted a spell which turned her into a dog - she would be able to become a human again only if she found strength in herself to change and be better. Afterwards, the king helped his princess reform and announced her a new queen. His people loudly exclaimed their happiness since no one loved the king's previous wife, yet the princess was famous for her heart of gold.

[voraciousvore]

Vore Writing/ Art Mega Compilation

Happy Vore Day!~

I decided to make a collection of some of my favorite vore scenes I've written, as well as throw in some art both new and old! Keep in mind these are chapters from larger stories, not oneshots, so they may be diminished by lack of context or build-up, and contain massive spoilers for plot events. I tried to include a decent variety, except for giantess vore as I have a separate compilation for that here. Also scenes that I label "NSFW" contain overt sexual elements and are 18+ only.

If you haven't read any of my writing, now's your chance to browse, sample some, and suffer through it!

The Giant, Ch. 3 - My first full vore scene in my first full story that remains one of my best (soft, unwilling, nonfatal); I would also recommend continuing into Ch. 4 for a great semi-willing mouthplay/ foodplay scene!

Big Corp Inc, Ch. 17: Cake - Tiny lady covered in cake frosting. What more could a big guy want? (romantic mouthplay, NSFW)

In the Belly of the Giant, Ch. 12 - A kidnapped woman learns just how horrible her giant captor is (soft, unwilling, nonfatal)

Giganterra, Ch. 10: A Full Belly - The giant king enjoys his tribute of small young ladies, devouring them one by one (soft, unwilling, nonfatal, NSFW non-con)

Bucky's, Ch. 9: Business Lunch - A party of high-ranking executives visit Bucky's, a restaurant that serves humans as food (unwilling pred, mouthplay, soft safe vore)

The Half-Blood Giant, Ch. 38: Unhealthy Obsession - A miserable, unhinged giant obsessed with a girl he can't have decides to forcibly keep her for himself (soft, safe, unwilling); Bonus, if you want to read the scene that precedes this one with him betraying and consuming his romantic rival: Ch. 36: Cat and Mouse (soft, fatal, unwilling)

The Half-Blood Giant, Ch. 40: Full Tour - Very messed up chapter where Hannah gets a full trip through Hunter's entrails (full tour but not explicit at the end, soft/ safe with some threat of digestion, somewhat NSFW since he handles her naked)

Boarding School for Giants, Ch. 4 - Giant student bullies his tiny classmate. To be honest, I included this scene more for the poignant emotional impact than the actual vore scene itself (unwilling mouthplay)

Big Corp Inc, Ch. 11: Cold and Hot - A gentle giant unwittingly eats his coworker in a sandwich (double unaware vore, soft, nonfatal, vomiting)

In the Belly of the Giant, Ch. 5 - Gastroscopy with an intrepid, tiny male doctor (willing, soft, safe)

Bucky's, Ch. 39: Eat or Be Eaten - The CEO of Big Corp decides to eliminate a disloyal employee (soft, unwilling, ambiguous ending)

Big Corp Inc, Ch. 34: Manager Meeting - The sole human employee of Big Corp is coerced into participating in a "product demonstration" with her boss (soft, safe, unwilling)

Giganterra, Prologue: Saturn Devouring His Son - The giant king shrinks and devours his defiant heir (soft, fatal, unwilling)

In the Belly of the Giant, Ch. 34 - Giant cop is tied up and forced to ingest his tiny girlfriend (soft, safe, unwilling pred, NSFW non-con)

I know there's a lot of great scenes that I excluded, but this list is getting too long as it is. It was very difficult to narrow it down!

Anyways, here's a bunch of vore art:

[eldritchnoms]

Kinda want to make a Cultist character who doesn't belong to the Yellow Cult, but just exists on his own and eats unfortunate souls who stumble upon his lair. (They are all fine, don't worry)

A weird, but friendly guy, especially when not hungry.

[gremlingirlsmell]

The vore asked. If your wondering methods. First there's insertion. Ie:Oral/Anal/Absorbtion(Slime)/Genital/Tail(Alien)/Cleavage/Nipples.

There's what you get digested into. Some go for full fat no disposale. Then there's cum and piss digestion for genital vore. There's also milk digestion for breast vore.

There's nonfatal versions. One where of course the prey gets spit back out. There's also reformation. If you still want a perma aspect to it without going full fatal there's sentient disposal. Also there's both pleasurable/painful digestion respectively.

I think that covers most bases

aha aha ✍️

i think would be into most of the insertion (especially slime sounds.. wonderful :3 ).

but none of the digestion i think. i know, very picky :p

[philicheesecake]

UL Content Warning Update

Heyo readers!

So I’ve been getting comments and questions about my comics on other platforms, and one repeated question I’ve been getting a lot is: how gory do my comics get?

There’s sort of a long answer to that, and to those who haven’t read the literature version of my book, I won’t spoil these comics. But it does get MUCH darker, and I consider my comics R-rated/Mature and very violent.

But not to fear! The current comic that I’m releasing is one of a series, The Unseen Legion- Issue 1: Trapped in Sheep’s Clothing (TISC). This first issue does have a lot of gore in it, though it is considered pretty mild compared to future installments that will be added to the series. If you’re squeamish and you aren’t sure if you can finish the series, TISC can be read as a stand-alone story once it is finished. Out of the pages that have already been released, it doesn’t get much worse for this singular comic gore-wise. I will include trigger warnings/content warnings for gore and violence as each page is released, so if you can’t handle these things, please block the following tags: #tw gore, #tw violence, #cw gore, #cw blood, #tw blood, #gore warning, #gore, (etc. I’ll try to include as many tags as possible to try to make sure the filters work.)

Please read safely yall! If you don’t think you can handle my comics, it’s %100 ok to stop reading. Take care of yourself first. You know what you can handle, so trust yourself and your limits before continuing reading.

Anywho, thank you all for your support so far and happy reading! ;)

Content warnings:

This SERIES will contain: soft vore, hard vore, fatal vore, nonfatal vore, unwilling vore, willing vore, gore, violence, dismemberment, trauma, graphic digestion, suffocation, blood loss, drowning, fearplay, death, and more

You have been warned.

[funny-cat-noms]

INTRO TO FUNNY CAT NOMS

This is a safe vore blog, if you don't like it just block me

I am a writer and a roleplayer

Things I will write about:

my ocs

fandoms stuff (marvel, spn, and good omens are a few examples)

tropes

vore

This is mostly a nonfatal blog but I will write about digestion.

Feel free to ask me to write a story for you