I Like The Contrast Between Willing And Unwilling Prey. For Example;

It’s a shame that I don’t like vore mixed with more genres, I may like the genre by themselves and yet I’m not a fan when vore is added. Conceptually, sounds fun and interesting to write but alas it’s not for me.

Blue Di@mond pred

I’m gonna expand on my expand on my previous post about petrified preds into a more fleshed-out story. ;)

So here goes:

This is short story about a particular peculiar duo; Billy and Floyd. They decided they would venture towards an giant ancient statue, yet legends told it was no statue. They, against one there closest friends advice; Sarah, try to take a selfie inside the statue’s maw whilst pretending to be eaten. // Amongst the busy streets of the local market there lay a trio, infamous for their shenanigans, who begin to conceive an idea. Little did they know this idea would dictate their entire lives for the next few weeks, although Sarah — the only one who appeared to have any common sense — saw the utter stupidity and complete disregard for their safety. She may have been aware of this but this was relatively the norm for those two and she also knew that they will do whatever they set their minds to. So, she decides to help them, though far from the first time. The conversion between the notorious trio, went as the following: // Billy: “Ay!” *bumps the others shoulder* ”You know what would be a great idea, climbing into that thing’s mouth and pretending I’m being eaten alive” with a cheeky expression on his face.

// Floyd: “YEAH! That’s a great idea. Plus, it would make a great selfie” // Sarah: frustratingly utters “you both are going to get yourselves killed, if you keep doing those STUPID things!” Then with concern in her voice “what if it… wakes up? You know the legends.”// Billy and Floyd: “what do you mean wake up? That thing hasn’t moved thousands of years.” They spoke dismissively. // *Sarah facepalms*// The rednecks of the group are elated over not only their agreement over the idea but them also unintentionally syncing. Knowing that there was no stopping them she packs everything that they could possibly need; food, water, climbing gear and more. Promptly notifies her father and doesn’t with boys parents, as there was no point worrying them more then they already are, about the quick journey and that there was no need to worry. The father acknowledges their daughter’s notice, and with a somber tone in voice he utters “you really are the only person keeping those boys alive, aren’t you?” And dismisses her. The journey will take around two days on foot, it takes 3 days. Sarah gives 85% of the remaining food and water to the others, she asks “are you two going to be fine without me?”and returns a “yeah” and a “yep”. Reassessing her previous thoughts on whether or not it was actually a statue, she remembers that the longest case of petrification was a day under 20 years and using her knowledge as a vet for the townsfolk, she guessed that with similar potency the longest it could be is 400 years. There was no recorded movement in over 2000years. believing it was a sense of anxiety. she returns home in just under 2 days. // During that time, Billy and Floyd also convinced that the statue wouldn’t wake up began to climb the giant. Steadily, they gain towards their aim; it’s mouth. Throughout the short climb they discuss how best to make it interesting, they consider some sense of melancholy, potientially a scent of primal fear. Ultimately however, they push the excitement to when they get there. When they do, they both take a little bit of time to cook the food, a nice squirrel kebab, and rest the night atop the stone tongue of the giant. Once day breaks, well rested and energised they begin to experiment with what would work best. Depending on what the reader, you, likes what happens next could be considered a terrible or a relaxing experience, the stone begins to crack as the petrification spell begins to wear off. It starts slowly, not even noticed by the boys messing around in its mouth, then begins to accelerate. The boys realised they were no legends and that were would experience it first hand, as the mouth turns from stone to a wet soft flesh. In a panic, unsure what to do takes a picture of his panicking brother inside. The giant feeling something stuck in his mouth begins to swallow, as the muscles of the gargantuan oesphagus pulled Floyd down to the stomach, Floyd fights back desperately hoping this is just a nightmare. As the giant wakes up, with his throat clear, he sees a freightened and frozen Billy. Oblivious to what he just swallowed, he attempts to calm the little thing, by focusing on how he means no harm then rather what he just did. For seconds but what feel like minutes, Billy stares the now closed mouth and begins to tear up believing he just lost one of the few people who really mattered. The giant still oblivious, continues to try and comfort the tiny. // As the emotional distress begins to subside, Billy crackly and still teary gathers up the courage to tell the giant he just ate his brother. The giant shook, realises “oh, that’s what I swallowed” and then tells Billy “Floyd will be alright my first stomach is non-toxic and actually can heal wounds”. Floyd also in emotional distress, though different, overhears the muffled conversation, and realises he will alright and what he believed would be his final moments, regains hope and as hard as he can kicks the stomach walls and. Shouts “ YOU BITCH!”. / The end (of probably chapter 1)

AWOOTS doodles 💥

Btw sorry my handwritings so messy, if you cant make out what hes saying, its "why are you like this?"

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101 on how to deal with content you dislike

❌ ew it's so weird... :x

✔️ it's not really my thing :)

❌ you're a gross pedophile for drawing _____

✔️*blocks artist and gets on with their day*

❌why would you draw that..what is that. just....why

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On of my favourite things about soft vore is how intimate and wholesome it can be. For example; you could be having a tough time and the person who you mutually love (platonically or romantically) could let you into their warm, squishy embrace of their stomach whilst listened to comforting sound of their heart as you protected from the dangers from the outside world. It is so truly adorable and heartwarming,

serious post + rant

One of the main reasons I prefer tumblr over all other social media platforms; is the anonymity. I don’t get bombarded with people who I have irl relations with. I’d rather them not know what I do over the internet (especially here), as I like a sense of privacy.

Anyways, to the main point of the post, it is also kind of a bummer. The sense of privacy and anonymity this service provides for this community is something I adore. Saying that, it still feels somewhat isolating, as I have no idea who any of you are. And, I have no irl people who share the same interests (generally, too).

One idea, which I considered then came to refuse its application, is basically joining a irl version of this. I initially liked it, as it would solve that issue. However, then I came to detest it as my anxiety took hold, there was no anonymity. Anything could happen, I deemed it too much of a risk.

Does any of this, resonate with you?

Tumblr edition

Had one of my irl moots follow this account some bit ago and I freaked out

More people must see this!

more sketches of the muppet AU I said I'd draw more of! The only thing stopping me from turning any of this into 3D is the current weather...

side note: there are no hard rules to my muppet AU, it works on vibes and whatever is funniest for the scene. Try not to overthink any of it.