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Found this account recently and I was reading your post about how some kinks dont really click unless you combine them with something else it got me wondering: how do you feel about post-vore transformation? Like for example, getting swallowed by/zipped up in a plush creature and being tf'd into a plush after cooking in there for a while.

Gonna be honest here and say that's probably the one form of transformation that goes beyond just general fascination (being a big fan of shapeshifting, and folks being turned into other things and having to adjust and adapt around it, whether be on their own accord or not). Admittedly one has spent more time just thinking about it and scenarios rather than actually illustrating it, but i partly blame me not having made many characters that do it. Munchy specifically is about transforming those they eat into piñatas but not so much for enjoyment or out of deliberate decision outside of being compelled to do so since it's their "purpose". Vexx technically can transform the physical appearance of those she eats and then reforms / rebirths, but has yet to do so with Marimoo, mostly cause she's more interested in possible transformation before consumption as a means to flavor Marimoo differently.

I do remember from a one-on-one dnd side campaign there's an archfey i made named Broodellia in it that eats or tail vores mortals to turn them into either more of her own brood or into silk if she feels like it. She hits quite a few of those personal notes.

Perhaps designing some more ocs is in order, though that's already been in my mind for a bit.

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is yumi just a lil creature or do they have a name for the species?

Yummie is like a lil kobold-ish creature or at least in a similar vein, just more fuzzy rather than having scales. Haven't named their species per say, in universe they'd probably just be referred to as a kobold if anything. Some other creatures in said universe also has the names of mythical things, even if only somewhat inspired in spirit and vibes. The dragons are probably the ones who are the most "traditional" in appearance, aside from the wyrms, who are a little silly compared to what one may initially think hearing the word. There's quite a bit of worldbuilding as thanks to setting the polycule girls, Chipz, Munchy, and Peaches in a already made one i have, though that goes for Mari, Luna, and Vexx's world too. Along with the other ocs. I'm just a sucker for having actual worlds for em to be in rather than just exist to exist. It adds flavor, if that makes sense.

Right, i think i went on a tangent there huh. Long story short, Yummie is a kobold in that setting.

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Do you have a specific kind of snake you like seeing more in vore?

Points at Vexxithra.

But as a serious answer? Dunno, it's always fun seeing snake characters that aren't just another cobra or a python since those are rather common in vore art. Like someone should make one of those egg eating snakes into a character, where when they swallow the prey and have them in their stomach you can see through as the skin is stretched so widely. That'd be neat.

Like i'm surprised i haven't seen anyone utilize this concept much, it's free internal viewing just as part of the anatomy!

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It's a good thing that Vexx hasn't thought of turning Marimoo into a serpent (yet), because she would not use her new powers responsibly - but that doesn't stop me from musing about it anyways for fun, like the time Mari almost became a demon while doodling on ideas for it but then didn't, in the dnd world i call that "playing with fire" but that's fun!

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The girls experimenting continues with Vexx surprising Marimoo by having the two swap bodies, funnily enough they still ended up retaining their usual pred and prey dynamic - so now Mari knows what it's like if she were to eat herself

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It's interesting to evaluate what kinks click and which ones only do something when combined with another

Like how fatness or being stuffed with food does not do anything on their own for me, it's kind of boring on its own in terms of kinks. Fat is just a generally attractive physical trait and stuffing is just a kind of cute and nice thing

But you combine it with vore, or bdsm, or pet play? Then we're starting to get somewhere, that actually tickles the brain a bit

Prey being stuffed to the brim just to be a more filling meal to their pred? Someone being such a pampered sub / pet that they put on weight over how much their dom insist they get treats when doing well? Aughh

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I've updated my commission examples and thought to remind folks that i'm open to taking commissions~

You can find the full info and price list right here!

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I've updated my commission examples and thought to remind folks that i'm open to taking commissions~

You can find the full info and price list right here!

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Sometimes you start the night by showing off the party's camera to your big snake gf and then end the night in her tummy, at least if you're Marimoo anyways

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I've been holding off drawing suggestive material with my other ocs that weren't really originally intended for that stuff, but decided why not? Celli (dragon) and Quth (slime) felt fitting to have a little fun with, in their semi human forms and normal appearance

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Some Penelope and Sock drawings, they're just having a chill time

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For 22 SEK (rounded up) you too can get access to the TF paradise

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Got in the mood and wrote another short thing,enjoy~

Breaking Pacts - wordcount 2385 cw: vore, anal vore, unwilling prey, female prey and female pred

Running away from the pact didn’t go exactly as planned. Doesn’t matter where you go or how far, if a fiend is mad at you; they will find you. And what happens when they find you depends greatly on what fiend it is and what power they have over you. Making deals tend to have clauses, or punishments in order if you don’t fulfill your end of the bargain. If you offer your soul but refuse to give it, it is by the right of the deal that they can claim it.

Foolish I was thinking if I had gone far enough for long enough that it’d be hard to track me down. As if my very soul hadn’t been marked when the pact was made. And now I pay the price as I try to sleep. Woken from my slumber as the room I had rented for the night stirs with a strange feeling. The air grows warmer, filled with a faint alluring scent that only seems to intensify. It causes me to toss and turn sleeplessly. At first it just feels like being haunted by anxieties again, but when an unnatural calmness rides down my spine? Why something must be happening. That just isn’t normal.

Rising up from the mattress to look around, there’s nothing strange in my sights. Just the humble room, left undisturbed. Yet something doesn’t feel right. In the corner of my eye the shadows shift, as if subtly moving on their own. I am not alone, but I do not bear my armor. At least with my wand on the nightstand.. I would be safer. If it was still there. But as I scramble to see if it fell to the floor or somewhere else, I hear a devious snicker. Like the one here is enjoying seeing me so vulnerable. Defenseless. Or well, the closest thing to it. Magic still is at my command even without my focus, just not as strongly. But still being without it makes me want to leave the bed to fetch my bag.

A terrible mistake.

Only with one foot to the wooden floor I feel a finger grace my shoulder. That then changes into the grip of a hand. Locking in place. I shudder, unable to get myself to turn around. It only makes the intruder snicker again with malicious glee.

“Hard to be on the run constantly when you have to stop to rest, isn’t it? Finally I found you, my claim.” A deep feminine voice speaks right behind me, laced with a sweet tone. Yet I know that their intent is likely anything but sweet.

Another hand grips my other shoulder, I try to pull away instinctively, but am held still. She barely has to exert any force against my rather feeble struggling. A bead of sweat rolls down my forehead, what to even do. If I manage to run, won’t she just find me again? But I can’t just let her do what she must …although I don’t know what it is she wants. Aside from my soul that is.

“Scared are we? Sweetie no need to be worried, I am just taking what is rightfully mine. Trying to leave our pact only made the lay to claim bigger, but maybe you wanted that, hm?” She says right by my ear, sending tingles down my back. Raising each hair on my neck. And yet I am still focused on finding a way out of this. There must be a way…

“Come on dear, you should look at your new owner at least. And be honored that I went and got you myself.” She purrs and the grip on my shoulder tenses as she lifts me up with ease. It stirs a panic in me, causing me to kick wildly. Turning me around in her grasp, I have to look upon the damned succubus who answered my call all that time ago. One so powerful I can’t but wonder how in the hells she got to this plane. Surely someone must’ve summoned her, or something worse.

“Let go of me! Leave me be!” I plead in angry growls as I have to stare into her piercing yellow glowing eyes. Trying to keep myself from looking at the rest of her frankly huge form. I am barely a third at most of her size. As she sits there naked on her knees with her wings folded out behind her, seemingly shedding a deep darkness in the room. Blotting everything out but the bed and both of us. Her deep dark red skin has an unnatural luster to it, and two long curling horns rest on her head. Long black hair hangs down framing her beautiful face that bears a warm yet playful smirk. Each lovely curve on her body is enticing, her large belly especially so. And that’s when I realize my attempts to not get distracted looking at her are not working. My eyes get lost observing her tempting appearance, almost making me entirely forget she’s here to take my soul.

“Relax… Soon enough you’ll feel the truth hidden beneath that fear, sweet little thing. You won’t have to be so worried anymore, and never again.” Her cooing sounds so comforting but I can’t help but defiantly shake my head trying to snap out of it. She can’t make me stand down so easily. I can’t just trust her like that, knowing what could be on the line.

“I said let go of me!” I shout out as I attempt to raise my hands to cast a spell at her, incantations on my tongue ready to be spoken. Yet as I try to move my hands to aim them at her, the grip on my shoulders slides down, pinning my arms against my sides. Stopping me mid cast, not even any sparks of magic get to show. I whine in unpleasant surprise as my chances of escape only become smaller.

She tisks at me with a amused smile on her face, she had expected me to struggle no doubt. 

“Oh dear you’re gonna try and be difficult, huh? If so I might as well just get to helping you get adjusted, if you’re not gonna be willing to calm down.” Her half open eyes look down at me with as much slyness as is in her voice.

Her long tail moves in from behind her, the sharp hook on the end waving around playfully as it approaches me closer. Pressing it up towards my chest it slides between my breasts under my bra, and with a swift tug cuts through the fabric. Leaving my upper body bare. Fluster takes over my face as I in panic try to flail and move, to no avail. The tail end lowers down to my remaining undergarment, and similarly cuts a large portion of my panties. With some small movements she finishes up with tugging the parts that didn’t fall on their own. My face is red as I’m held naked before her. She just licks her lips at the sight, letting me glance the sharp teeth hidden behind them.

“There, step one done. Now for step two…” She says to herself as her tail wraps itself around my arms and midsection, holding me aloft so she can take her hands off of me. The bed groans as she moves around on it, turning away from me, lifting her wide rear up at me. Big enough to flatten me completely should she- come on stop getting distracted! I wiggle with all I can muster and kick like there is no tomorrow. Yet it accomplishes little more than quickening my heartbeat more. Combined with the seemingly growing heat in the room it’s hard to not sweat up a storm. Seeing me conflicted being both distressed and struggling to not be aroused the fiend giggles to herself. Waving her behind gently back and forth as the tail inches me closer to it.

“Try as you might, now that I’ve caught you there’s no point in fleeing. But in due time you won’t want to try and run anymore.” She looks back at me, the tail adjusting my position so that I have no choice but to face her crack. Without warning she moves me forward, mushing my face against her pillowy cheeks. They’re so warm.. so soft… As she pulls me away I snap back to reality. I need to get out of here before I’m lulled into accepting my fate. But how? I continue struggling with a flushed expression, having a hard time staying on track.

“Alright, enough playing around. Get in there~”

Her hands grab onto the inner sides of her butt cheeks, spreading them apart in front of me. Like a gateway being opened, wanting to be entered. Having obscured the hole which smells of terrible yet enticing musk. The subtle movements of it as it unclenches are equally mesmerizing and terrifying. And it only approaches closer as I am forced ever near it.

“No! S-stop!” I mutter a mere inch away, the opening hungrily waits for me as I hear her snicker over my begging.

“Shhhh, it’s too late now, dear. You’re mine now.”

And with that she pushes my face against her asshole. The fleshy embrace pulsates around my head as she clenches to pull me inside of her. The heat almost stings. It’s so terribly wet and humid as the walls of her anus undulates, surrounding my head entirely. My mind cannot decide whether I should hold my breath or scream. Before I can decide I feel how she pushes me further, how the walls tug at me eagerly. Trying to pull away is no use. My head sinks deeper into her damned pit, up to my shoulders. She teasingly only pauses to give me a moment to struggle and wriggle as much as I can in desperation, hearing the muffled moans of her outside mocking me.

With force she shoves me in more, I can’t move without pushing against the tube of flesh that soaks my skin as it squeezes in around me. Feeling how the rim of her asshole clenches around my waist, hungrily trying to suck in the rest of me. Consume all of me. Losing the air I can barely hold on to I have no choice but to let the haze of her insides into my nostrils, into my lungs. So disgusting and embarrassing, yet there’s nothing else to do. And yet.. for as much as it’s terrible, the scent is calming and stirs my mind in a pleasant way.

“Breathe in deep, sweetie. Let it sink in. Be soothed and then joyed as you come to terms with yourself. How you are mine …ahhh.. And mhmm.. How nice you feel back there…” Her voice should be muffled, if not unable to reach my ears outright being this deep inside of her. But it still is as clear as day. Like it’s in my head. Perhaps it’s telepathy. Perhaps I’m just losing my mind.

With a few more pushes and clenches I no longer feel my legs out in the cold air. Pulled inside up to my ankles. Just leaving my feet to poke out of her hole still. Me wiggling them in vain must be a amusing sight if anyone were to be witness. But they too feel warmth as she stops spreading her cheeks, letting them encompass what is left of me out there.

“Finally.. Rightfully where you belong. I promise you will be well taken care of, would be a shame to waste such a mhhgh… good feeling toy. Maybe I’ll keep you back there for a while…” She says followed with a chuckle that shakes me to the core. I can’t be kept here. I don’t deserve this. Struggling more what I can as I am forced to breathe in more and more of her fumes, it makes me feel less inclined to fight back. But I have to.. I have to!

“Soon enough you’ll be struggling on my command, oh it feels sooo goooood..! You’re such a good living buttplug my dear, that’s exactly where you should be. Stuffed cozily deep up my ass. No need to worry about doing anything else anymore. Your life is this now, keeping my hole nice and filled. Ohh.. Mhmm…”

I pause hearing her words echo in my head. Her voice rings more and more like she’s correct. I try to shake it off, but it somehow makes sense.. And makes me feel …happy? No. No! I need to get out! But.. but maybe she’s right..?

“You’re mine, sweetie. You’ll be happy that you are. Free of all burdens, just a darling toy that wants to be right here. Nobody will know you’re even there, hidden so deep inside that nobody can notice. This is your home now. Snug inside my ass. Maybe I’ll take you out sometime just to stuff you, so you fill me even more.. But for now, get comfortable in there. You’ll be staying here for a long time…”

Her voice digs into my fleeting mind, as the damp flesh around me keeps massaging into my skin. Cradling me in constant warmth. Feeling how there is no escape, that this is indeed what I am now. The haze in my lungs blurs my thoughts further, making me feel content and complacent. Like this is where I do belong. This is my home. I exist to bring this fiend never ending pleasure by being stuck up her ass for the rest of my life. Being inside her while she goes on with her days. Unaware of what she’s doing, but happy to come along for the ride. Happy to squirm when she wants me to. Feeling each tense clench as she does something intensive out there. Time loses its meaning as I am caught in a constant state of blissful pleasure, satisfied doing nothing but be here. Her flesh transfers energy to me through my skin, surging it with overwhelming warmth. Keeping me alive. If she wanted to she could literally have me inside her anus forever, as I have no desire to leave while I keep huffing the laced air I am given to breathe. So happy right here.. So happy…

So very happy…

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For Valentines day Marimoo got her gf Vexx a special treat to enjoy: herself~

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I need to draw more women eating women, for my mental health

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Such a beautiful thing, to be yours like this. Appreciated on a level beyond anything else. Could other people ever say to have done what we have? I doubt it.

Seldom would anyone consider laying yourself on a silver platter, figuratively and literally, a reasonable thing. To be exposed, willingly, in a way that can be so very scary. Yet I am quite brave. At least in that regard. Tell me to face my feelings, and I’ll cry. Tell me to let myself be consumed by love itself, and I will eagerly watch it do so.

See every bit of light fade, as the jaws close. Feel the opportunity for escape be taken away. Succumbing to the heat which should boil and burn, but yet feels like the kindest cradle. Flesh which should revolt, but invites me so. To touch and caress. To give myself up. To set myself free.

As beautiful outside, as beautiful within. As beautiful in mind, as beautiful in flesh. As beautiful as a person, as beautiful as god. To be yours, is to be mine. To be taken, is to be free. To give joy, is to have joy.

You could have taken everything from me at any time, but you have not. You could leave me in you, but you always bring me back. Is that not testament to your love for me? To resist which you could so easily do? Just because you care.

Instead I give to you, because I want to. Because I love you. And to share is to show love. What is mine, may be yours. I know not what a goddess truly could want, but you say you want me and my time. So that I will give.

Even if I feel I am given so much. So much more than I give to you. But I know that in truth, I give more than anyone else would. Is not the greatest sacrifice that of your very self? To leave yourself in the other’s mercy? Fate absolved from your hand, to theirs. Some cannot handle that great of pressure. If I was to have control of someone, would I be responsible? Would I make them happy? Pray to all the gods I am never given that responsibility. For that frightens me. Rather be the innocent dog on the leash than the one to lead them.

And so I set my body and soul into your gently cupped hands, that could so easily crush me. Let you stroke me with your body and tail, so strong I could never compare. Watch as your mouth widens with insatiable hunger, knowing you desire me. Feel myself consumed, pulled into your loving void. Surrounded by your very being. You love me. All of you loves me. Your mind loves me, and your body does too. Hear the flesh sing in joy as it greets my skin. The distant heartbeat pulsing in your veins calm all nerves. The warmth washing over me brings me peace. Absolved of what I am, absolved of having duties and expectations. Yet loved. Loved here, loved now. Loved for all of me, loved despite all of me.

Isn’t that a beautiful thing?

It rings in my ears just thinking about it. Reciting that it is not mere dreams. That reality can be so close to the imagination. To desire, and be desired. To love, and be loved. To wander, and find home.

If home is where love is. Then I finally have found my home.

It is you.

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Perhaps a lil out of season, but hey better a lil late than never! What are the holidays about if not spending time with your loved ones and eating well? Vexx was happy to ensure Marimoo got a lot of festive treats and looked appropriate for the occasion~