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I need to see more media with Dragons trying to comfort their insecure human friend.

Like imagine a Dragon’s rider getting worried that there not worthy of being with their dragon and they start seeing themselves the same way cruel dragons see humans, as insignificant, weak and unimportant compared to Dragon kind. Then their Dragon finds out they feel this way, either through a confession from their rider, or sneakily looking for it to find out why their rider’s been so down lately.

Now, this could go many ways depending on the Dragon’s personality. If they’re more gentle and kindhearted, they might go and comfort their rider right away. If they’re brash and arrogant, they might get pissed at themselves and feel like they might’ve caused this. Some might even start freaking out because they don’t know what to do.

I don’t know if this is a good concept but I just love the idea of a dragon just saying to themselves “Oh god, my human is sad now and it’s probably because of me, what do I do!?”

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Memories of a fantasy afternoon between you and me😉😘

#gabypigg

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All aboard and on route with Resa!

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I love a good Pokemon ask game. How about Mewtwo as a pred? (You can choose which one, I know there is multiple)

Mewtwo is definitely an interesting one. It make this a bit more unique, I’ll probably go with the personality Mewtwo has in the Genesect movie.

This Mewtwo’s feelings towards humanity aren’t quite as aggressive as the very first, but it’s still distrusting. When it finds its future trainer, it immediately closes itself off to protect itself and the ones it looks after. After some time, it grows to trust the human. This all comes to ahead when a fearsome Pokémon tries to attack the trainer. In an attempt to protect the human, the Mewtwo gulps them down, sealing them within a warm, soft chamber. Once the Pokémon is defeated, the Mewtwo apologizes to the human, but they have actually grown quite comfortable and thanks it for its protection.

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Ok one more pokemon, Scolipede. I love the bug horse :>

This Pokémon is incredibly underrated and adorable!

Despite its cuteness, these critters are highly aggressive and are known for injecting poison into their prey. However, it wouldn’t hurt its trainer. The Scolioede might swallow its trainer and gallop around the region to bond with them.

Another good scenario is one I got from the shield dex entry. Apparently, these critters fight against Centiscorches and eat the loser of these fights, but what if they were friends. I wanna imagine a family feud between the two species, but two of them are actually really good friends. Unfortunately, they are forced to fight and the Centiscorch loses. The Scolipede swallows it whole to not hurt it. So, the two are now as close as ever.

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These answers are great! Thanks for answering my ask!

If you’re still playing your Pokémon ask game, what do you think of Goodra, Snorlax, Sonia, and Melony as safe vore preds?

These are some great picks! I’ll try to give my best responses!

Goodra - This pokémon is the embodiment of a sweet bimbo. It isn’t too intelligent, but it makes up for it by its friendliness and sweetness. Apparently, this pokémon has a thick layer of fat that protects its body. I can see this precious creature swallowing up its trainer to protect them from attacks or even just to cuddle them. One scenario I’ve thought of is one nomming its trainer and the two go out for a rainy day walk. Goodra loves the rain and their trainer loves warmth and squishy walls.

Snorlax - Probably the most pred coded pokémon, other than Arbok and Seviper. This beast is so docile that when children play on its belly, it isn’t disturbed. A Snorlax will even eat during its sleep! Perhaps, it has accidentally eaten its trainer while it’s sleep eating. Not that the trainer would mind though since its stomach is so soft and warm. The poor Snorlax will probably apologize profusely for swallowing them. Haha!

Sonia - I love getting trainers and professors! This lovely woman lives in the shadow of her grandmother and tries her best to make groundbreaking discoveries. Since she’s working with Hop by the end of the game, I’d like to think he’d let her nom him to help her relax and actually sleep. ( I’ve seen that Hop’s probably around 13 - 15). She just seems like a person that would just pass out with a full tummy. She’s just like me fr fr.

Melony - I love this woman! She’s can be sweet, yet her training and battling style is strict. One unfortunate thing I found out about her is that she hardly talks to her son, Gordie, after having a dispute with him. I’m sure she heavily regrets that fight, but has a hard time pushing herself to make things up. So, sometimes a trainer she’s rather close would come up and offer her a moment of vulnerability. She would nom them to feel more comfortable talking to them. I could also see that she would nom one to keep them warm. I mean, she does specialize in ice types!

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Pokémon Masterlist

Snorlax:

Using Snorlax’s belly as a bed (Prompt)

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I just had a random idea so screw it, here’s a prompt about Snorlax, one of my top 10 Pokémon:

Trainer uses their Snorlax as a bed. They’re both traveling through the woods when it starts getting dark or maybe they’re in a building and it gets cold. Either way, the Trainer watches as their Snorlax lays down and decides to climb on top of its belly. They get their blanket out and lay it down over them, maybe the Snorlax rests its paw on their back. Then they just fall asleep like that, the Snorlax happily becoming a makeshift bed for its trainer.

I don’t know if this is good but I liked the idea.

Edit: Huh, so I just read a Pokédex entry on Snorlax that says it doesn’t mind when people climb on its belly. Guess I was onto something lol.

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it’s on the mouse - barmaid edition

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Need to be gently held by a pred while they offer gentle tongue strokes to me while I’m trembling in their hands, terrified out of my mind of where we both know I’m going to end up, but they’re being so, so gentle and they’re licking away my tears and they keep whispering to me that I’ll be safe, it’s going to be safe, I’m okay, I’m going to be so, so warm and so so protected. It’s not going to be scary, they promise, they swear it, and as they slip me into their maw and swallow me with all the care in the world they just continue to comfort me and hold me and tell me that they’ve got me and I don’t need to worry anymore, I’m safe, I’m safe.

Im mentally ill

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Luigi teaches Peach how to say "I love you" in Italian so she can surprise her small boyfriend

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So he's a bit of a fixer-upper

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Fury Bowsette. I think getting that big destroyed her dress.

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Borrowers in vore very often get a short end of a stick... So I present you-

Pred catches a borrower that tries to steal food, plays withe them a bit and then eats them... And while borrower is crying and begging for mercy the pred is... just cooking a meal. After it's done they carefully spit the borrower out, clean them up and settle them down at a tiny table with a plate of food.

"You could've just asked me to cook you something instead of stealing~"

They become good friends <3

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(G/t safe vore short story! I’m not an experienced writer so go easy on me please aaaaa)

You find a dozen tiny mermaids in a pet store, each sadly swimming around in those pathetic little glass bowls that they put betta fish in. The poor things look miserable, like they’d rather be dead. You know this is wrong. You have to free them! But you don’t want to support the scummy store owners who trapped them like this in the first place by buying them. You have an idea.

You chug down the water bottle you had with you until it’s completely empty and your stomach is slightly bloated and sloshy. Then you carefully pick up one of the bowls. The tiny mermaid inside looks at you curiously, putting one of its small webbed hands against the glass.

“It’s going to be ok,” you tell it and the others in a hushed voice. “I’m going to get you all out of these awful little prisons. But… just trust me, ok?”

The mermaid just keeps staring at you, but it seems to understand.

You reach into the bowl, and as gently as possible, grab it by the tail. You tilt your head back, mouth open wide, and lower it into your mouth slowly. The mermaid lands on your slick tongue, and you try not to show any signs of disgust at it’s fishy flavor and slimy texture. It lays still there for a moment while you work up the courage to swallow. Then you feel a tiny hand pat your tongue, as if the mermaid were reassuring you that everything would be alright.

Finally, you swallow.

It slides smoothly down your tight throat with no resistance, wriggling a bit on the way down as it attempted to make itself more comfortable on the cramped space. It splashes into your stomach, and you can feel the delicate flutter of it’s beautifully finned tail as it swims around excitedly in your water bloated belly. You chuckle nervously in disbelief at what you’ve done, resting a hand on your distended tummy. You look up at the other mermaids, who were watching it all in amazement with their pretty little faces and hands pressed against the glass.

You glance around again. Still no pet store employees in sight. “Alright,” you whisper, “who’s next?”

The remaining mermaids all swam around excitedly in their bowls.

One down, eleven to go.

* * *

The bell above the door jingles as you waddle your way out of the store, stomach sloshing with every step, looking heavily pregnant.

“Ooouurghh…” You cradle your drum tight belly, filled with water and a dozen mini mermaids who wouldn’t sit still. You cover your mouth with a fist to suppress a light burp, then pat your aching belly affectionately.

“All right little guys, now to get you somewhere safe, where you’ll actually have room to swim, and food, and sunshine, and freedom. It’s just a short drive away.”

You get into your car, buckling up carefully so the belt doesn’t constrict your round belly full of friends too much. While you’re at it, you also unbutton and unzip your pants, sighing in relief as your tummy is given more room.

You start your car, but don’t drive away just yet. You notice another big bottle of water sitting in your cup holder. Your stomach can’t be too much roomier than the bowls the mermaids were trapped in moments ago, and they all had to share the limited space. You were already super bloated, but wanted them to be as comfortable as possible on their ride to their new home. Groaning unhappily, you untwist the bottle cap.

“Oh boy. Here we go.” You look down at your stomach, rubbing it as the fishies inside you flutter around. “Here guys, more water.”

You chug the second bottle of water down, feeling more miserable with every gulp. When it’s empty you toss it behind you and belch loudly.

“E-excuse me, guys. Oof.” You rub your painfully bloated belly, panting. “Is that -hic- any better?” Great, now you have the hiccups!

They swim around even faster, so you assume they’re pleased. You smile, somewhat dazed by your fullness, down at your round gut, which sloshed and wobbled every time you hiccuped. Feeling like a big water balloon, you pull out of the awful pet store’s parking lot and make your way to a safe place.

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There’s a beautiful, sparkling, shallow pond in the shadow of the woods, practically in your back yard. It used to be home to a couple of pet red eared slider turtles that your family has had for years, but they had passed away recently. That’s why you were at that store, to buy new shelled friends to fill the turtle-shaped hole in your heart. It was fenced in to keep predators away, and kept clean by a good filtration system. It had a soft, sandy bottom, was teeming with plenty of aquatic plants, and got both shade and sunshine. You couldn’t think of a better place for tiny freshwater mermaids.

We won’t go into the details of how you got them–and way too much water–out of your stomach.

They swam around as fast as they could, exploring their lovely, roomy new home, splashing and weaving about the underwater plants and playing. You grinned down at them. It was hard to believe that these were the same sullen, lathargic creatures that you had stumbled across in the pet store.

“I hope that this place is ok for now,” you tell them, crouching down to get a better look. “Don’t worry, I won’t keep you here forever.”

They immediantly stopped playing and stared up at you in unison.

“I… I mean, wouldn’t you rather live in some big, pretty lake, with the other freshwater mermaids? I just thought I’d put you here for now, until I could find like a big bucket to put you all in and take you someplace better. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

They do nothing in response but look at each other uncertainly.

One mermaid swims to the edge of the pond closest to you. You recognize it as the first one you swallowed. It motions for you to lean down. You raise an eyebrow curiously, but obey, getting on your hands and knees and leaning down as close as possible, your face an inch from the water’s surface.

The mermaid looks into your eyes, then swims towards it’s friends. It gestures at them, then at the pond, then points at its own tiny face as it grins widely, baring needle teeth. You think you understand.

“Do you guys want to stay here?”

They all joyously swim in circles.

“Really?”

The first one swims back to you. It reaches it’s tiny arms up, grabbing you by the sides of your nose, and plants the sweetest little kiss right on the tip of your nose. You blush at the adorable gesture.

“Aww! Jeez, fine you guys. I’d be happy to have you stay in my pond.”

They all cheer as best as fish could cheer.

“Ok, so is there anything you guys need or want?” You ask.

Your little smoochy friend gestures for you to come even closer. You do, and instantly it grabs your lips, prying them apart, and wriggles inside, hugging your plush tongue before trying to slide to the back of your throat. Alarmed, you spit it out and it splashes into the pond. When it surfaces, it’s looking up at you with a goofy smile and a blush on it’s little face. You can practically see the hearts in its eyes.

“A-anything but that,” you stammer, flustered and blushing, covering your mouth with your hand as your new friend, who apparently has a weird new fascination, grins innocently.

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Love Lapras as a pred. Underwater preds being able to inhale you underwater...the water and you going in their humongous maw...then the Lapras swallows down that water slide of a throat...and then you're in a lovely, massive cave that it calls a stomach! Then, I like to imagine that Lapras' make whale sort of noises and you get to hear those while all snug in it's stomach...it's just...AGGHH!!! Need one to swallow me! All Lapras'! SOS over here please ahhh!!!!