#romantic vore

[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~”

[jerseryjers]

Let me crawl inside you.

I want you to feel the way I rest against your heart. I’ll tap a romantic melody on your ribs and tickle your stomach to give you butterflies.

[thechrispyboi]

Happy valentines day friends, instead of being matched with your valentine. Instead prey are gonna be matched with a stomach. And preds are gonna have their stomach match with a prey!

So who’s your valentine then this year?

[jack-the-nibbler]

Okay, so I love gentleman preds to the moon and back. But you know what else is great? Gentleman prey.

-Inviting you to a lovely dinner...and offering himself as the main course.

-Alternatively, becoming flustered if you ask to eat him. He doesn’t mind too much, though.

-May entice you by wearing a cologne or perfume that smells like your favorite flavors.

-Compliments! How shiny your teeth are, how warm your digestive tract is, how you’re such a beautiful/lovely/adorable pred, etc.

-On the more unwilling side, there’s quite a bit of squirming and knocking on stomach walls, pleads for release and groans of disgust...

-Plus, it’s a shame to get those well-kept clothes all slimy. Do you know how much dry cleaning that suit and coat is going to cost??

-Overall sweet in personality, and in flavor.

[starlightgirl242]

Voretober Day 15: Beauty

In the evening, Girlfriend invites Boyfriend over to her house for their date night. BF surprises her with a Rose Quartz flower brooch and places it in her hair. GF has a surprise for him too, but she needs Boyfriend to cooperate with her beforehand.

First, Girlfriend will use her magic to shrink Boyfriend down to the size of a butterfly. Secondly, she’ll manifest a little blue boat for him. Thirdly, once he’s in the boat, he’ll fasten his seatbelt and stay seated. Lastly, Girlfriend will gently place the miniature boat with BF in her mouth and swallows him.

When Boyfriend arrives at Girlfriend’s stomach, he is amazed at the glossy and glimmering gems inside. Amethysts, diamonds, emeralds, the lustrous works. To BF, this gives “Inner Beauty” a whole new meaning. And with that, it became the best night ever for both himself and Girlfriend.

[alexcutecolly]

❗️🪷🧛

Hi there! Thank you for the ask!

❗: discovering vore

Before I officially found out it was an actual thing, I 100% enjoyed (still do tbh hehehe) sections in animated movies&books where bigger creatures (giants, normal-sized humans if the cast had been shrunken, dragons, etc.) ate the main character(s) (or threatened them with it at least), who always managed to come out unscathed thankfully.

Then some years ago, a random quiz about vore popped up on quotev and I looked up what it was x3 and suddenly everything made much more sense lol. That's also basically how I joined Tumblr back in the day ^^

🪷: romantic vore (not sexual)

It's so so cute!! I love how vore adds brand new ways for a lover to express their affection and care towards the other 🥺❤️ such as the pred bringing their prey partner close to their belly, or the latter asking to be eaten so they can chill inside their beloved, getting even closer in the process and feeling so protected by them 🥺👉👈 aaaaaaaa it's so good!!

Also... Belly rubs. From either outside or inside, a tiny giving their lover massages is so adorable 🥺 it makes me melt when I read about it, aaaaaaa

One more thing: big smooches that accidentally lead to vore (with the prey being totally okay with it lol) make me blush ❤️ they're precious, I can't help it lol

🧛‍♂️: fictional characters as preds/preys (pirates, vampires, military men, cowboys etc.)

For already existing characters from games, shows, movies and book series, it's usually a hit or miss for me (mostly misses) 🤔 that said, it can work if I really really like the character (and by that they're granted the 'honorary vore badge', lol) or if I spot a lot of vore potential on them 👀

But if I come up with the characters myself, I have much more fun! Heck, I daily think about fantasy settings with pirates, cowboys, vampires, etc. actually in love with the idea of (safely) eating a smaller fellow, either to protect them from danger or to mess with them a bit.

You can also shape up an OC's personality simply based on how they would react upon stumbling across a borrower, or finding out one of their shrunken friends has mysteriously shrunk, and this is so innovatively creative to me ❤️ would they be tempted to eat them? Immediately take them to a safer place? Hold them close? Who knows 👀

[whitchygaythem]

VOTE PLEASE :):):)

[spookyscarycreepydollgirl]

Okay so it’s been a week and I’m still writing about an Orc god and a human in a voracious romantic relationship. Guess I have more OCs why does this keep happening?

[shamemanifest]

[lesbianoms]

I honestly love the idea of a prey whimpering and begging for their life suddenly getting incredibly aroused and blissful once digestion actually starts. It's like being comforted in the most intimate way after experiencing such a dramatic emotional shift. One moment they feel like their entire world is ending, and then the next they're being cradled tight and held so close in such a warm and oddly comforting way. Getting digested is almost therapeutic for them.

The pred pats and rubs their belly, relishing in their prey's muffled moans, which they can feel throughout their entire body. It seems like their meal has finally settled down. And for the prey, it feels sooooo so good in there... they might be trapped inside of a stomach, but everything is just so warm now... and gooey...

And it almost feels loving in an odd, animalistic way. With the acids relaxing their tension, allowing them to let their guard down, the prey accepts their fate and gives themselves over to pleasure and peace, as they slowly gurgle into a shapeless lump within the pred's big belly. One of the last things they hear before resigning themselves to eternal bliss is the loud, satisfied belch of their pred. They wouldn't have it any other way now, honestly <3

[pudgybun]

Vore prey sub that can't fall asleep unless they're lulled to bed by the sounds of my gurgling belly and steady heartbeat 🫶 Safely tucked away in my gut being tightly hugged by my warm insides and feeling my hand rub the soft round globe surrounding them, keeping them comfortable and cozy and perfectly content 🫶💕💕💕💕

[thefanciestborrower]

“Do you remember what Darwin says about music? He claims that the power of producing and appreciating it existed among the human race long before the power of speech was arrived at. Perhaps that is why we are so subtly influenced by it. There are vague memories in our souls of those misty centuries when the world was in its childhood.” - Sherlock (A Study in Scarlet)

[jack-the-nibbler]

Valentine’s Tea

A belated oneshot where Jack spends time with you in a rather...unconventional way on Valentine’s Day.

“Well, luv, I promised the perfect afternoon tea for you, didn’t I? You seemed to enjoy your little treats…I only think it’s fair for me to indulge now.”

All you could do was stare up at Jack from your position on his plate, hanging onto every word he said. You had gladly accepted his invitation after work, and he’d been nothing but a gentleman. The chocolates and treats practically melted in your mouth, and the tea was the perfect temperature and sweetness…and had been laced with a shrinking potion, condemning you to end up in the same position as a cream puff.

You watched Jack grab a spoon and drop two cubes of sugar into his cup and stir them around. He still looked rather cute, especially in this attire-a coat and top hat the color of dark chocolate, deep pink waistcoat and bowtie, heart-patterned dress shirt, and small roses pinned to his lapel and hat band. But that sly, hungry smile on his face put you off. You’d only been dating Jack for a little while, and though he was sweet, there was an air of danger around him. Surely he wouldn’t hurt you though…right?

Jack took a few long sips of tea, heaving a delighted sigh. His stomach gave a low growl as the drink settled. It almost felt like his stomach was beckoning to you…or were you just tense? Your unease didn’t go unnoticed. With utmost care, he took you in his hand and lifted you up to face level.

“Darling, there’s no need to be afraid,” Jack cooed. “Perhaps I could soothe you with a few kisses. Might that help?” Before you could respond, you were moved terrifyingly close to his mouth…which you’d eventually end up inside. Those soft lips moved in and pressed against your middle with a soft “mwah”. It tickled quite a bit!

Jack chuckled before planting another kiss, then another, and another. His fingers kept you from squirming free as his plush lips tickled you. You laughed and pushed against Jack’s face, having to endure the onslaught of smooches. Your fears had mostly dissipated…at least until one kiss turned into a lick.

“Shhh, darling…just relax. I’ll take care of you.” He whispered. Jack’s tone, soft as silk, was enough to ease you again. His warm tongue slid up along your front, lingering on your face. You felt each taste bud squishing against you, savoring you, painting you in a layer of saliva. With every lap of his plush tongue, Jack purred fondly at your flavor.

You were soon placed back down, but not for long. Jack took a small dish of melted chocolate and drizzled it over you. The sweet fluid thankfully wasn’t hot, but it did stick to you. You looked up at your boyfriend, watching him lick his lips and reach for a fork.

“I did say I prepared a shiny fork and knife just for you too, yes? Luckily for you, I’m not putting the knife to use.” He said. You did scoot back as the tines drew close, praying that Jack wouldn’t think to spear you. Thankfully he only scooped you up, slowly bringing you back to his lips.

Jack opened his mouth, his warm, clean breath washing over you. He gave you a moment to admire the view-his white teeth, pink tongue, and dark entrance to his esophagus. You were so entranced, you barely noticed him sliding you inside. As the fork pulled away, leaving you on Jack’s tongue, the reality of the situation set back in.

“W-Wait!” You cried, but it was too late. Jack shut his mouth, sealing you in darkness and leaving you at the mercy of his tongue. The soft muscle slipped and squished around you, suckling up the chocolate from your form. His soft hums vibrated around you, saliva clinging to you as the chocolate melted away.

After a minute or two of tasting, Jack’s tongue nudged you towards the back of his throat. Your feet slid over the edge, down into the tunnel of flesh. Trying to pull yourself up would be pointless-the surface was simply too slippery. You gasped as you slipped in, watching the throat open below you. In a single, small glk, you were sent on your way to your boyfriend’s tummy.

The walls of Jack’s gullet were slick and soft, the peristalsis steadily squeezing you downward. It was tight, but not crushing, feeling more like an odd full-body massage. An additional pressure was placed on you, the surrounding muscles pulsing with a hum. You realized that Jack was pressing a finger against you-feeling you travel down his esophagus. He panted softly, licking remnants of your taste from his lips as you slid past his collarbone.

After what felt like hours of being squeezed downwards, you fell from the end of the gullet and landed in a fleshy pouch. Jack’s stomach. Almost immediately, it started to churn and pulse around you, trying to determine the size of its new occupant. It briefly contracted as a small belch escaped his mouth.

“Ah, pardon me! My belly is just so happy to have you, luv!” Jack remarked. “You truly are an exquisite treat, my dear…here, allow me to give you a warm little bath.” You tilted your head, then heard gulping you above. Seconds later, you were doused in a cupful of Darjeeling tea. You sputtered as it poured from the sphincter above, filling the stomach up to your waist with the fragrant drink.

You sighed, having no choice but to lay back within the artist’s belly. You were still a bit nervous, yes, but it really was nice and warm. The fleshy walls were just as soft as his tongue, gently gurgling around you. It shouldn’t have felt so nice…especially as Jack carefully pressed down on his belly, rubbing you within himself.

“Mmmh~...Happy Valentine’s Day, luv. I hope you’re cozy, because I’ll be keeping you for a good while.” He cooed. Jack tenderly pressed on you again as he got up, rocking you within as he went to sit in his favorite chair. You sighed, settling into the bath of tea. One hell of a Valentine’s Day gift…oh well. You did feel strangely loved, tucked away inside your boyfriend. Perhaps this wouldn’t be the last time he showed his affection this way…

[tinystarwatch]

Prey are usually pretty focued on their side of the experience right? Not a judgment, hard not to be! At a point their senses are overwhelmed, all encompassed by the pred, a tunnel vision inducing experience.

So your average prey probably hasn't put much thought on how it feels on the other side. At least until, by coincidence or purpose their pred is filmed while eating them.

Aside from the strangeness of watching yourself disappear into another, what stands out most is... The preds demeanor completely changes, they just melt content and preening with their prey tucked in. They way their hands hover and press their stomach. The absolute fondness they watch their own full body with.

To think you had that sort of sway over a person.

[bichambered-reservoir]

"Your tongue's so silky smooth..."

[frikus-nom-haven]

The temptation to write a Death/Puss In Boots vore fic is strong all of a sudden