#pred thoughts

[vore-mecca]

You go through many prey in a week

Not really. A lot of folks don’t seem to realize how big men really are, so it takes a little while to digest them. Though the actual count is impacted by specific prey body composition and how much I exercise and a million and a half other variables, there is a general rule of thumb we can use. 1lb of non-water weight is about 650 calories. I’m decently active, so I usually burn an average of 2500 calories per day. So if an average man I eat is 160 lbs, that’s 64 lbs non-water weight, 41,600 calories to burn, taking 17 days to fully digest. So with that figure, I consume 22 guys per year on average. Not that many of you’re looking Year to Year, but that’s still a lot of guys when you think that each one of them had a name, family, friends, a unique story and a future, only to serve as my food.

[krakenshipwreck]

The NHL has asked me to do stuff for them, whether that be social media, or interviews, or little promo things here and there, and I've always been willing to do it. And I kinda have been like their flag-bearer a little bit, like the token gay that they're kind of using to show that hockey is for everyone even though they're doing stuff on the outside that's completely opposite. So it felt like a stab in the back, a little bit, from them.

--Luke Prokop on the NHL's pride tape ban (starting at ~27:00)

[lesbianoms]

Vore Teasing in Public

When the prey is un-nommed:

“What’s the matter, sweetie? Is it too loud here? Do you need some tummy time?”

“How do you think all these people would react if I just ate you up right here? Do you think anyone would try to save you? Huh?”

“I can see it on your face, my love… you want to be inside this belly instead of at this event…”

“That waiter was being awfully flirtatious. Maybe I ought to swallow you whole when he brings the check around… just to show him who you belong to…”

“My sweet treat, my precious prey~ of course I want to flaunt my pretty catch to everyone… think of all the jealous looks we’ll get, with you squirming around in my belly~”

When the prey has been nommed:

“You feel so good in there, sweets… *hic* get comfy and I’ll walk us both home…”

“Mm, there goes this outfit. *grgl* What’s that? Oh, yes, people are definitely staring~”

“We’re at the grocery store now. Do you want anything? I’ll gulp it right down for you, don’t worry…”

“Shhh, shhh… it’s okay, nobody can see you now, no one can judge…”

“Would you be embarrassed if I let out a big belch right now? *ggrn…* But I love you, darling, and I want to show everyone what you do to me~”

When the surrounding people are being nosy:

“What are you looking at, huh punk? My eyes are up here.”

“You wanna feel? They’re kicking <3”

“Touch my belly again and you’ll be dinner. What, you think I’m bluffing? I can spit them out unharmed and snap you up in the same breath.”

“Yes, I’d like another order of that. I’m eating for two…”

“Oh God, another concerned citizen? Don’t worry, they’re fine. Calm down. …What? They’re making those noises because they like it in there~”

[lemonys-place]

heyyy gentlest reminder, my friends, that you do not have to disclose your trauma and mental illnesses to justify your age regression. it's perfectly fine to regress/dream "just because" and strangers are not entitled to your sensitive information/past just because they want to validate it FOR you. don't let anyone make you feel like you have to explain yourself just for coping/soothing/self-parenting in a way that feels good + healing for YOU. there is no criteria to meet to be yourself!

but also, it IS sensitive information and there are some people around the community especially predators who will use that information to get closer to you and/or hurt you. so please practice internet safety, be careful who you share your details with, and block ANYONE who doesn't seem right or play nice.

protect your space and be safe everyone! 🙏

[abellyfulloffriends]

Prey who act all “No… why would I want you to eat me… that’s weird.”

Meanwhile said prey:

Constantly looks at their pred while they yawn.

Or while they eat

Stares at their pred’s belly absentmindedly.

Cuddles their pred’s belly and squirms when it growls, but denies it.

Makes “subtle” jokes like, “You know, at my size, you could probably swallow me whole.”

Listens to asmr

Asks odd questions like, “I wonder what I taste like?”

Gets very defensive when asked about the above points

May or may not have a childhood/current obsession with Dragons/Werewolves/Sharks/Other common pred species

Sleeps in a nest of blankets and pillows and plushes to feel secure

[sillyromance]

Good day everyone!

I like thinking about protective vore scenarios where both involved are two absolute, unfixable sweethearts who care about the ones around them more than about themselves... But actually, a prey doesn't know that they'll be safe in a pred's stomach. Perhaps, there was not enough time for explanations or the pred didn't have an ability to tell the prey what they were going to do; but anyways, the big guy ends up struggling to swallow their panicking friend who is quite unhappy about the situation. The pred sincerely hopes that it'll be easier for everyone when the prey reaches the destination, but, unluckily, they are wrong; the little one continues wriggling and trashing around, mercilessly squeezing and scratching sensitive stomach, making their protector suffer in pain. The latter is too kind to make any attempts to stop their friend instantly, for example, punching their belly roughly or yelling at their friend; they just hug their sickly growling, aching middle, feeling tears flowing violently from their eyes and say: "Listen... You're safe, pal... Please... Don't. You're hurting m-me..."

The prey entirely ignores the first part of the sentence; however, they stop fighting right away as they hear the last words. Like... No doubt, they want out really bad, but...They didn't mean to harm anyone, their friend in particular! It appears that all this battling was completely instinctive. The prey goes brightly red of shame; they mumble apologies all the time, sobbing because of the thought they could cause irremediable damage and stroking, kneading tender walls they're sinking in, their hands tremor as the tiny remembers how hard they were beating their comrade a minute ago... And outside, the pred, blushing too, just coos at them, reassuring that the prey did nothing wrong and they don't need to reproach themselves for the fear which was nothing else but natural.

***

It can be a completely opposite variant as well; the prey has done something bad - they have committed a prank or made some mess... The pred gets extremely mad for some reason and, in spite of their kind soul, decides to punish the guilty one by trapping the latter away in their stomach. With a heavy heart, they gulp small, trembling body of the prey down. The pred expects threats, screams and furious banging on their insides from the consumed friend, and they emotionally prepare for that. But instead... Their ears catch faint crying. The little one curls up tightly in noisy, wet environment, completely giving up on the all joys of life and a possibility to see daylight again. As far as it's discovered, the pred is hit so hard by this, that they immediately forget their irritation and hide their face in hands, paralysed by shame and horror of what they've done. The giant begs the tiny to forgive them for the giant's dared to scare their precious little friend with such cruelty. Meanwhile, the prey comforts their big friend, rubbing the flesh moving around which gently embraces them - and insisting that they are the only one who should be sorry for showing poor behaviour.

***

These small ideas are connected to Skyfire from G1 (I've finally begun to watch it, this show is literally mind-blowing!) He is one of my favourite characters from this series; and whenever I see him, I can't get a thought out of my head about what a compassionate, and soft, and loving being he is (when it doesn't come to decepticons, of course). In order to that, I think he would fit perfectly for the situations I described.

[blebsandgears]

Here’s a trope I think should be used

Prey being cornered by a pred and instead of getting eaten, prey in a panic eats the pred

[evilvvithin]

[mysticcomfort]

Day 7+8= Griff does what Griff wants

[teal-fiend]

A pred who doesn’t need to eat prey. They could choose to have a normal, human diet. 

And they don’t like how it feels to have someone in their stomach. The over-full, bloated feeling. It makes them sluggish and not able to do much.

Yet they still choose to eat prey on occasion. Because they enjoy knowing that they can destroy prey on a whim. 

All they have to do is put a prey down into their stomach. Then the prey is completely under the pred’s control. No hope of escape, unless the pred is kind enough to choose to let them go. And even then, the prey will be scarred from the experience (physically and mentally).

If the pred doesn’t let the prey go, if they do nothing at all, then their body will easily disintegrate the meal until there’s nothing left. 

The pred likes the feeling of prey struggling in their body, knowing how useless it is. They might even like the earlier parts better, the threats they make to the prey before eating them, telling them how easy it would be to eat them. Oftentimes the pred won’t even bother to do it; the threat is satisfying enough. But they do like to follow through. And then to remind their prey of what they said earlier: there is nothing they can do to escape. The pred will pet their stomach, not to ease digestion, but so that the prey knows that they’re being petted, being patronised. Treated like they are a filling dinner.

However, There are other parts the pred doesn’t like as much. 

They don’t like how the prey, to a small degree, has some control over them and their body. They don’t like how it makes them burp after they’ve eaten. They don’t like how loud their tummy gets after the prey starts digesting, It’s embarrassing. And strange. They don’t like how sleepy the prey makes them, they try to keep themselves from yawning. They try to stay busy and stay awake. To prove that they still have self control. 

The pred gets annoyed at themselves when they wake up, confused, then realising how they had fallen asleep while trying to do some work, or read. They feel irritated either by their prey (who by this point is liquified), or their stomach, who took over their brain in order to take a nap. Just so that it could focus on digesting. The pred considers this to be selfish. The pred had better things to do, and the stomach shouldn’t have decided what’s best.

The pred is annoyed when people compliment their appearance the day after they've eaten, saying that they look healthier, glowing. Well-rested. The pred takes them compliments kindly, but inside they’re seething. 

They don’t want to be reliant on prey, and they don’t like people implying that the stomach is smarter than the pred.

[gt-preys]

Thinking about a pred sneaking up on their prey and just like pressing their nose into their back between their shoulders to breath them in. Then their face moves up so their lips can brush the prey's ear.

"You really are too tempting~"

[lovelymlem]

Pred who is a really good chef, thus putting prey in cauldron and letting them have a seasoned bath so they can eat em

prey: "well, how much longer?" pred: "lemme taste." prey:"oki *lifts up arm*" pred: "(licc licc) mmm, few more minutes" prey: "Okay :3"

[lesbianoms]

I want to give a girl a bellyache.

I want to be hungrily devoured along with some beer or other fizzy drinks, some of the greasiest foods known to man, and a whole bunch of candy that’ll definitely make her insides bubble like firecrackers.

I want her tummy to be firm and bloated beyond belief as she sits back and rubs over it, hoping she can get things in her system moving. That fat, rumbling tum demands attention. And because of me, it’s incredibly tight and rock hard… <3

I want those heavenly, sultry gurgles and burbling gasses from within her belly to be mixed with my muffled whimpers as I try so desperately to find wiggle room in that slimy sac full of half-digested food and warm, warm acids…

Eventually I'd probably get comfortable enough to sit still and digest, but it would definitely take awhile. My struggles from inside would be like sharp pangs of overindulgence to her, and I'd hear her cute little moans and groans echo all around me...

As I’d curl up in her belly, my goal would be to try and get her to burp ❤️ she’s already squeaking out some soft, muffled *urraps* because of all the sloshy foam and trapped gas that’s in there with me… but I wanna hear her belch 🫧🫧

Squirming desperately inside a woman’s painfully tight tum and eventually stewing away sounds like a dream right now… I love being feisty prey sometimes

And besides, when I do eventually churn into soft sludge… I can only imagine how euphoric it must feel for my pred, as she feels the pressure loosen inside her. Now her powerful gut can finally get to work digesting everything else…

[professional-man-eater]

This was longer than I expected it to be but it's very cute so I don't care!!!

A prey wearing their predator's hoodie because it reminds them of them. They snuggle up inside the hoodie enjoying the warmth it brings and occasionally enjoying the familiar scent of their predator which still clings to their hoodie.

Perhaps the predator comes back later and finds the prey wearing it. The prey is bright red and blushing like mad completely embarrassed at the fact the predator saw them doing something so humiliating, hiding their face in the predators hoodie not only trying to hide the shame but also to hide their bright red face. The predator however finds this absolutely adorable and hugs the prey telling them that "if they wanted to wear it they should have just asked," and that they "can wear it for as long as they like." The prey is very obviously ecstatic about the fact and spends the rest of the day in the predators hoodie as they cuddle with the predator, the predator occasionally teasing the prey but for the most part just telling them how cute it was of them to wear their hoodie like that.

[medium-sized-snack-portion]

Me when Preds don't take care of themselves by not eating enough food outside their Prey 😡

[thefanciestborrower]

You know I wonder what it would be like to be eaten by a pred who’s also a musician. We talk about preds singing with prey in their stomachs which is great, but what about playing an instrument? As a violist I can’t help but wonder what it would be like for someone resting inside while I fiddle. Would they be able to feel the vibrations of the instrument at all since it’s on my body? And would the sound carry clearly or be all muffled and almost tingly? And what about larger instruments like a cello or bass. Certainly you’d be able to feel the rumble of the strings through the pred’s body because they’re so big and deep. Or how about some brass and woodwinds! Your pred would be breathing in unique patterns and I’m sure their heart would get quite loud, not to mention how cool a trumpet or French horn would sound from inside. And preds who play piano! The way you sit at the bench means the prey will be quite close to the instrument, and would most definitely be able to hear all the unique little breathing cues and rock with the swaying all musicians tend to do. I just don’t see many musician preds and you know what we gotta fix that because the possibilities are endless