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roseytoesy · 1 year

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Vore trope list

Screw it I’ve been looking for a list of vore tropes and stuff and can’t seem to find any! so you know what I’m going to make my own.

(Almost all of these I imagine as safe or has the option to be safe.)

Feel free to use this as an ask game too!

Story tropes:

Knight in shining armor (protection vore)

A heroic meal (protection vore but eating the bad guy)

Dragons sacrifice (poor soul(s) offered to a monster)

A bet (stupid idea + pride leads to shenanigans)

Feral/ lost to instincts (pred looses control of themselves)

Oh no you don’t! (Pred keeping prey from doing something stupid)

Tummy time out (prey annoyed/upset pred too much and ended in tummy as punishment)

Extreme cuddling (just as it says. both wanna be cozy together and what better way than inside a tum?)

dentist (thorough cleaning but with its own risks of being eaten due to being within a mouth)

vore spa day (covered in delicious smelling oils and products and given a deep massage deep into a pred)

magic! (Potions or spells making this small and safe)

sci-fi (aliens and other biological/scientific shenanigans leading to vore)

willingly “sacrificed” to a god

food play (from noodles to cakes and icecream get creative and have fun!)

Saved from drowning (merfolk or lifeguard making sure someone gets the air they need inside where they will be safe)

fearful (I don’t like the sound of fearplay)

cat and mouse games (pred having fun while the prey may or may not, depending)

hide and eat (hide and seek but the seeker is very hungry~)

Any taur vore (from nagas to centaurs, to driders, to anything you can think of!)

multiple stomaches (a safe one/storage and one not so safe one maybe)

slimes (pred or prey they can be both!)

edible clones (best way to remove extras is to eat them!)

high vore (they either got high from the prey or the pred was high and got munchy)

dinner dates (ending with an amazing prey dessert to finish off a successful date)

inexperienced/first time (weather it’s pred or prey is so good)

shy (either pred or prey struggle to ask.)

casual (just walk up to friend and say I want in. Or can I have a snack for a bit. Shrug and relax for an hour or two)

kidnapping (best way to ensure transportation and that they won’t get away)

object vore (from a small key to a fricken box tv. The bulges are always a fun plus)

Come and get it~ (pred ate item/person prey needs so they have to go down to get it)

sick (pred needs something to settle their stomach, or prey wants to hide away from the world and their troubles.)

comfort (help ground a pred during a panic attack. Help hide prey from anxieties)

A different form of love (other species licking and gently swallowing their loved ones as signs of affection.)

healing vore (stomach juices heal things alive and break apart anything dead.)

tough soft guy. (Scary/intimidating with a soft spot for one special prey.)

multiple prey (weather the pred was gluttonous or overwhelmed both are good.)

super willing and unwilling (pred excited to nom someone and they are not ok with it. And a super willing prey where the pred is somewhat worried/freaked out)

VIP (very important prey, gets a nice backstage show ending in a belly.)

sleep eating (pred had a nice dream about eating a marshmallow. Where’s their pillow/prey??)

another world (maybe somewhere where this is normal)

betrayal (prey gets gobbled up by friend and feels betrayed that they were nothing more than a meal/snack to who they thought they could trust.)

always close (pred hugging belly close or always having a hand over their precious cargo)

experiments! (Scientists doing things inside just because they are curious!)

overprotective (either pred or prey but they are possessive of their friend they aren’t allowed to be eaten by/eat anyone else!)

teasing (being charismatic or using double meaning words to get a snack or message across~)

domestic (a happy couple/ roommates sharing some nomes after cleaning together or getting things settled from the days adventures.)

robot (safely store items and prey at optimal temperatures and in a safe environment until threat has passed, or scans are completed, etc)

mine! (Hoarding things where NOONE can get to without their permission)

strings/equipment included (keeping prey on something to help them get out, though it may or may not fail depending on the pred)

demons deal (you got what you want and what they want in return is a nice meal~)

drink addition (prey floating in a drink and going down to their own special pool)

hot and cold (hot belly’s for cold days and cool belly’s for hot days)

It was an accident! (Took a tumble right down someone’s throat?! Or they didn’t notice someone in their drink)

Other:

Same size

half size

g/t

micro

cat size

willing

unwilling

squirming

switch

pred

prey

reformation

goopy/ painless digestion

fatal/perminant

oral

belly mouth

tail

Vore to endosoma

Half/full tour clean

dream vore

energy sapping

bulging stomach

hammer space stomach/ pocket dimension belly

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nompunhere · 2 years

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Tug. Tug. Tug.

You wake up to the feeling of something pulling at your mouth.

"Mrgh, open up, you big..." The faint sound trails off into incoherent muttering.

"...Whuh?" you say, muddled from sleep. You blink your eyes open to see that it's still dark. Tilting your head up, you feel something slip away from your jaws, and look down to find your little roommate perched on your chest, staring intently up at you.

"Put me in your mouth," they demand, standing back up from where you'd inadvertently pushed them over, "it's cold and I can't sleep."

You blink again. "...Whuh?"

The tiny person rolls their eyes. "Come on, you can't be that sleepy. Open up, I'm cold." With emphasis, they lean in, put their hands back on your mouth, and wait.

You stare down at them, processing for a moment, then let your head drop back onto the pillow. Your friend stumbles forward with a yelp, right into your open maw. (You might've nudged them closer with your finger. Just a little.)

You feel them scramble against your tongue to get oriented, miniscule hands pattering against your palate. They do feel a little cold, to be fair. As soon as they get themself into a relatively comfortable position, you swallow. The little one disappears down your throat with a muffled complaint.

"Not safe t' keep you in m' mouth," you mumble as a half-hearted apology. You roll onto your side, already drifting off again. Two seconds later, a small weight slips into your middle. You can just barely detect their little huff of annoyance, followed by a short flurry of movement as they shake themself off and get settled.

"...'S fine. This is softer anyway. Goodnight."

"'Night."

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DNI NSFW blogs, blogs that post exclusively hard and/or fatal vore, weight gain blogs, proshippers, TERFs, ace exclusionists, etc.

#soft vore #safe vore #g/t vore #extreme cuddling #vore thoughts #my writing #pred POV #fluffy vore #demanding prey my beloved #*cough cough T/iso cough*#thought of a scene but felt it was too short for a ficlet so I just generalized it so it'd appeal to more people #so here ya go

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blebsandgears · 2 months

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Here’s maybe something but pred reviewing the taste of prey

Like they write a review/report on taste smell and overall experience maybe even how well prey fills their belly.

Maybe even prey is the one that suggested it so they can make adjustments to make the experience better for pred

Afterwards prey receives the paper with their review

Idk it’s a silly thing but I like it

(Additionally I think it would be funny if pred and prey had a YouTube where they try different foods/seasoning/dips/ect paired with prey)

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dragons-eat-people · 2 years

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Reminiscing.

Known as the indulge in enjoyable recollection of past events.

That's what I like to do whenever I'm with you, my little prey. You see, life wasn't like this. At least, for me. It wasn't this peaceful. This lovely. This... happy. Being a pred is usually quite difficult. You wouldn't know that, though. You're small and adorable. Nobody is scared of you. Everyone fears me though, and others that are remotely similar. I rub your back as you lay across my chest, sleeping peacefully. You trust me not to take advantage of your current vulnerable state, only to net myself a free snack. I wouldn't do that to you.

Time passes. It's always passing. Moving forward, but sometimes I feel the need to move it back. I remember when we first met. You were all shaky and alone. So frail and broken. You just needed a friend, someone to take care of you. I needed one too...though. Perhaps you were taken advantage of? Well, not anymore. I'm trying to keep my voice low, as I murmur my words through your ears as you rest.

My stomach growls quite audibly. I wonder if you remember the first time I ate you? When your little form was swallowed down into my own, almost like you were truly a part of me. Temporarily. Your curious hands poking and pressing against my insides. I'd love to feel that again. I'm glad we met. I should join you in sleeping, though, before any mischievous ideas get out of hand. Thanks for being you.

#v.ore #soft vore #protection #vore prompts #willing vore #sfw vore #safe vore #fluffy vore

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complete-vore-dork · 2 years

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Safe Vore Thought of the Day

Healing vore!!! A pred whose stomach acids heal wounds and regenerate lost body parts rather than digesting things. Maybe they run a hospital, where the patients with the most dire wounds are gobbled up in order to bring them back to full health.

Or, maybe the pred works in search and rescue, being called for cases where people might be severely injured. Imagine that pred finding someone with lethal injuries, and they gently swallow them up. The prey wakes up several hours later in their belly, rescued from the brink of death as they watch the last of their wounds seal up in the miraculous healing liquid.

This has a lot of potential for both angst and fluff, the possibilities are endless!

#healing vore #safe vore #comfy vore #fluffy vore

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jack-the-nibbler · 2 years

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So, vampire preds are already very good. A wonderful choice for a pred who’s refined, teasy, haughty, all that good stuff. But imagine if they were as affectionate as vampire bats are.

This includes getting loving tongue baths often. Typically they’ll do it to clean you up after a little feeding, but it’s also done out of affection and a means of bonding. Not to mention getting a very good taste of you, possibly tickling you with that long, soft tongue.

Oh, and definitely expected cuddles. Living creatures like yourself are quite warm, good for hugging and for warming a vampire up on the inside.

#implied vore #vampire pred #soft vore #safe vore #vore talk #vore fluff #fluffy vore #nonfatal vore #nonhuman pred

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cursedzzz · 2 years

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randomly thought of this, what about me//ta kni//ght with a prey who is actually willing?

Willing prey? Oh yes!!

(TW: Vore) (oh god we see him as a softie, we're focusing on cute/fluff/platonic willing stuff)

Meta is not used to willing prey.

He's concerned at first but isn't declining such a lovely request!

He's a bit affectionate to prey who wants to be eaten.

He gives affection inside and out. He also loves to receive it too!!

Secertly rubs stomach when wrapped in his cape.

Also purrs a lot more!

Cuddles with prey before they're ready to be eaten, wings usually like to flap a bit when flustered.

His stomach is way more active with willing prey.

His pupils are purple! So much!

Caresses prey and stuff. Just generally pays attention and interacts with them.

Falls asleep while purring, he is a mess of blush now.

#vore blog #vore tw #safe vore #soft vore #tw vore #vore cw #⚠🐾 peter speaks 🐾⚠#willing prey #willing vore #v.ore #fluffy vore

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slugbugda · 2 years

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Catch and Seek

(Cw for softvore, open-ended vore/implied safe vore, and same-size vore. This story will also feature vore between the characters Moomintroll and Snufkin, who’ll probably be ooc. Also feral Snufkin.)

A/n: I’m not exactly proud of this, but I've been reading a lot of vore prompts lately and it sparked my inspiration to write. I’m open to criticism, but before you judge me please remember that I haven’t sat down to write anything in months. Anyways, have this throws yet another vore fic at you

Wordcount: 2k+

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“Hurry up and explain yourself, or I just found lunch” Snufkin tapped his foot on the ground, arms crossed as he looked down at the blanket that lay just below him, said blanket being tucked into a misshapen ball. Whoever, or whatever, was going through his tent had tumbled, rather clumsily, into it, now hiding itself beneath it. He didn’t even get a good look at whatever it was, though he’d assumed it was a small animal. They got in rather often, much to the traveller’s annoyance.

“Come on.” He could’ve been more nice about it, sure. But nobody would be particularly keen with someone else going through their stuff, now would they? Plus, he hadn’t gotten the chance to eat all day. He could justify wanting a good, live lunch, at least as long as his conscience could handle it.

After a few more seconds of waiting, he was still met with silence. Crouching down, Snufkin took the chance to take in the scent of the animal, only for it to be masked by the smoky smell of the blanket. He didn’t have that good of a nose, anyways.

Hesitantly, he took hold of the blanket, fingers digging into the scratchy, felt fabric. “Won’t talk, huh?” He pulled the fabric back, only to be batted in the face with a paw. It was a large one, too. Grabbing onto it, he pushed the weight of the animal down, pinning them to the floor. It’d been surprising, really, seeing how they were much larger than expected. Maybe he just wasn’t thinking logically, as he took in the smell of rich coffee and homemade pancakes. Felt the texture of soft fur between his fingers, the sight of it a pale white. Wide, almost alarmed blue eyes looked into his.

“Moomintroll?” Snufkin pulled away, wiping a line of drool from his lips. Drool that dripped onto Moomintroll’s face. “My apologies! I didn’t mean to scare you.” He looked away from Moomintroll, instead opting to make awkward eye contact with the ground. Embarrassed enough to not question why Moomintroll had been in his tent in the first place.

His stomach, still insistent on getting a meal, let out a low, loud gurgle.

Moomintroll wiped the bit of drool between his eyes with his paws. Taking a moment to stare at it, the saliva was warm and thick. Sticky, too. He looked back up at Snufkin. Even if the other was looking away from him, Moomintroll took notice of how he’d buried his face in his hands, shaking his head all the while. Only a few seconds ago he’d looked so different. Different than any side of his best friend he's ever seen before. Not sad, but not composed either. With teeth bared and his pupils dilated, staring back down at Moomintroll as though he was his prey. His right wrist ached from being gripped as tightly as it was.

“That was..” Moomintroll felt his words drawl once Snufkin turned back to face him. “That was so cool!”

“What?”

Moomintroll looked back down at his wrist, rubbing the sore skin. “You were like a wild animal! A bear!” Upon hearing that, Snufkin awkwardly scooted back over to Moomintroll, gently taking hold of his friend's arm to inspect the sore wrist. “I didn’t mean to scare you, really.” At the worst, he’d come out of this with a bruised wrist.

“It’s ok. I know you wouldn’t hurt me.” Moomintroll mused, pulling his wrist back. “Oh! But can I ask you something?” His head peaked up.

Snufkin paused as he grabbed his hat off the floor of the tent. “Depends on the question.” He then brushed his bangs to the side of his face, promptly putting his hat back on. “What is it?”

“If I was somebody else, what would’ve you done?”

‘Why such a morbid question?’. Snufkin raised his brow at the other, trying his best to stay composed. Moomintroll was sitting far too close for comfort, the two of them sitting right across from one another. Face to face. “I guess I would’ve eaten them.” Surely he could be honest with Moomintroll, they were best friends after all.

“Eaten? Like one of those forest beasts who swallow men whole?” Moomintroll giggled, unable to take it completely seriously. Maybe he just didn’t want to take Snufkin as someone who could be violent, no, that’s not the right word– aggressive? Savage? As though he was one of those beasts.

What he hadn’t expected was Snufkin nodding.

“You’re being silly! Nobody your height could ever open their mouth that big!”

Snufkin laughed, still a bit embarrassed. “I couldn’t properly digest anything bigger than a hare. Anything larger than that will give me a stomach ache sooner or later.”

Curious, Moomintroll promptly slipped his hand into his friend's mouth, prying it open. Even as Snufkin tried to pull his head back he still took a moment to gawk at his open jaw, taking note of how it could seamlessly dislocate before right back into place. Like the jaws of a snake.

Snapping his mouth shut, Snufkin could only murmur out, “Please don’t do that.” The brunette rubbed his cheek, before gulping back more saliva. He winced as his stomach let out another pained groan.

Taking notice of the sudden noise, Moomintroll remarked “Still hungry? Maybe we could play a game!” He then got up, taking Snufkin by the hand and unzipping the zipper to the tent, taking a moment to unjam it. “That is, if you're up for it.”

“A game? Sorry, but I’d rather eat lunch first.”

“That’s the fun part!” Moomintroll let go of Snufkin's hand, a childish grin on his face. “You can’t digest me, Right?” Snufkin nodded, unsure of where this was going. ..Which means you can safely eat me.”

Snufkin shook his head. “No, no, wait. What if you get hurt? I’m not eating you!”

“Oh come on~!” Moomintroll mused. “We can make it into a game! Like tag!”

With that, Moomintroll took a moment to give Snufkin a wink, before bolting from the tent, stumbling as his feet hit the grass. It’d only taken a few seconds for Snufkin to follow. Only to catch him caught off guard when Snufkin suddenly stopped pursuing him, instead running for the bridge, blocking it. Surprised, Moomintroll instead turned for the woods, feeling his pace quicken despite the twigs that littered the ground poking at him as he ran by.

He soon found himself off and away from the trail. He’d known this all was a game, and one that he had proposed no less. He trusted that he wouldn’t get hurt, and yet adrenaline ran through his veins as he weaved through the trees, his direction seemingly aimless. Low-hanging branches brushed through his fur as he passed them, occasionally hitting his snout.

From behind him Snufkin matched his pace, but seemed to slowly be getting closer, inching towards him as they both ran. His boots, heavy as they were, made little to no sound as he pursued the other. Instead, they seemed to glide across the grass, barely even touching the ground.

‘Umph!” Tumbling into a clearing, Moomintroll squirmed as the sudden weight on his back climbed on top of him, flipping him over. “No fair!”

Snufkin let out a playful laugh, loosening his grip on Moomintrolls arms. His hat had fallen off during the duration of the chase, leaving his already wild hair ruffled. It stuck up in all directions, loose strands framing his face. “You never said that I couldn’t just pounce on you.” As if on cue, his stomach let out another growl, perking up Moomintrolls ears. “About that..” He could feel Moomintroll quiver from under him.

“It’s ok! You won, and you’ll let me out eventually, right?”

Snufkin nodded at the remark, before shoving Moomintrolls paws into his mouth, his teeth hungrily gnawing on them. “Hey! That tickles!” The troll laughed, not taking much mind to his hands being in the mouth of his best friend. Thick globs of saliva already covered his arms from the elbow down, slicking back his fur. With his mouth too full to respond, Snufkin instead ran his tongue across the others arms as he took them in, eating faster than he normally would with live prey. While he tried to be gentle, he couldn’t help himself but to eat quickly. He’d never tried to eat something nearly as big as a Moomin before, nor had he ever tasted anything quite like it. The flavour simply melted on his tongue, savoury if not sweet.

Gulping thickly, he held the back of Moomintrolls head as to position it straight forward, slowly taking in his snout. He’d always found this part the hardest, and would choke if he wasn’t careful. Still, he impatiently gulped down the other, soon making it to, and then past, his shoulders. Although awkward, he’d also found himself shifting his position so that his stomach would lay between his legs, all while trying not to hurt Moomintroll– luckily for him, though, he didn’t struggle much.

As he continued down, he soon felt that ever-so-familiar weight drop into his stomach, with just Moomintroll’s head alone nicely rounding it out. He couldn’t help but flinch when he felt his ribcage get elbowed from the inside, making him sputter.

Moomintroll held his breath. Squirming as Snufkin took his torso in, still gnawing on whatever his teeth could get a hold of. It didn’t hurt, at least for him.

He couldn’t help but shiver at the thought of Snufkin actually biting down on his prey.

Slurping up Moomintroll’s legs, Snufkin felt a line of drool trickle down his chin as he brought his friend's knees into his mouth. By now his tunic had started to ride up his enlarged belly, which laid on the grass. Only the calves are left, you can do this. Shaking away his thoughts, he finally made it where only Moomintroll’s feet were left, making quick work of swallowing the rest of him down as he closed his mouth once more.

Moomintroll wiped saliva from his eyes, finally opening them only to be met with a blinding darkness. He took a moment to untangle his limbs and curl into a ball. Around him, there was a thick wall of squishy muscle. While breathable, the air was hot and humid, dank with the smell of meat. From above, he could hear hitches in Snufkin's breathing with every movement, along with the occasional hiccups and small burps.

“Excuse me..” He patted his stomach, feeling the skin of it to be stretched and taught. It’d only been now when he’d realised how embarrassing it would be to be seen, even if they were much too far into the forest for anyone in the valley to find them– at least by accident. Eventually, he caught his breath. “Moomintroll? Is everything ok in there?”

“Mhm! It’s actually nice in here, almost like I'm in a sleeping bag.” Moomintroll let out a yawn, laying his head into the soft muscle. He could feel everything around him shake with each breath, along with hearing the faint sounds of a heartbeat.

“Promise you tell me if you want out?”

“Mhm!”

Satisfied with that answer, Snufkin let his head lie down on top of his belly, now full. The two of them let the next few minutes pass in a comfortable silence, before Moomintroll felt the stomach walls start to vibrate around him. From outside he could hear the soft purrs of his friend, the sound a rumbling echo; a ricochet of noise and warmth. He couldn’t help but smile at the thought of how cat-like The Snufkin was, even for being the most ‘human’ in the valley. That, and a man-eating “monster”-- but he wasn’t really all that scary, at least not like this.

Closing his eyes, Moomintroll allowed himself to doze off, both he and Snufkin now content.

Explanations can wait for later, Moomintroll decided. we’ll nap first.

#soft vore #safe vore #open ended vore #vore story #vore fic #fluffy vore #fandom vore #mlm vore #same size vore #v/ore #extreme cuddling #i need to go touch grass

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roseytoesy · 1 year

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Cuddle Time

a little something I made for my best discord friends.

love you guys so much platonically

Griff and Adam were happily sitting on the large couch in the cuddle zone, the sound of rain tapping against the windows and the warmth of a fire burning in the ornate mantle in front of the two humanoids. The cuddle zone was a wonderful place to hang out for pred and prey alike, with specialized furniture to make it easy for smaller folks to get around but not get in the way of larger people.

Both of the preds let out content sighs as they sank into the plush couch in the night sky-themed room. Rosey, Mysic, and Nebby were all happily cuddled up against their friend's sides. Nebby and Rosey against Adam, and Mystic against Griff. They had been quietly conversing and laughing for a while, but things had calmed down and everyone was basking in the nice moment.

That is until Adams's stomach decided to let itself be known with a low blrblrbrl sound. Adams's face flushed red as he put a hand over his middle trying to quiet the sounds, but this seemed to cause the stomach to growl all the louder, almost whining.

Adam covered his face with his hands, "Augh, sorry you guys... I... guess I should go get something to calm that beast down." He said reluctantly, shifting to get ready to get off the couch.

"Hang on there buddy," Rosey said quietly. fluttering up to be at eye level with him. She had a light blush on her face but she had a determined look despite her slight embarrassment. "I-I could help with that. If you want, of course."

Adam closed his eyes and shook his head for a moment before his stomach roared again, making him wince. He sighed before gently removing his hand from Nebbys back and cupping them under Rosey, she happily kneeled on his palms. He looked into her eyes asking are you absolutely sure? Rosey nodded and gently patted Adams's checks with a blinding smile of her own. "Don't worry, Adam. I know." She said so softly and with so much warmth that Adam felt his eyes sting with happy tears.

He chuckled and brought her closer to his mouth. "You're going to give me cavities Rosey I swear..." He mumbled before opening his mouth wide, allowing Rosey to crawl over his tongue, the taste buds ticking along her skin as the tongue squished under her weight. Adams's lips closed carefully around her waist and the tongue moved around her. Adam couldn't help but hum at the delightfully sweet taste of his friend, making sure to drench as much of her in saliva before tilting his head back. Rosey giggled a bit as the tongue poked at her sides as he swallowed. He quickly swallowed again, one hand moving to his throat as he felt her slide down. her legs and feet quickly followed her down as his body eagerly pulled her deeper into his core.

He let out a small gasp as she cleared his throat and started to fill out his stomach. The organ's bubbling sounds quieted to a singular grumble as it welcomed Rosey with a gentle squeeze. Rosey squirmed a bit to get herself readjusted and comfortable. Adam also shifted a bit in place as his stomach rounded out a bit, Nebby just cooed at him and nuzzled into the softness of his middle thanks to Roseys presence. The two quietly chatted as Adam got comfortable again.

"You alright in there Rosey?" He asked quietly looking down at his middle, still so surprised that she was so willing to be inside of him like this. He will likely never get used to this, but that was ok, it was wonderful every time he was allowed to do this with either Nebby or Rosey, sometimes both if he was feeling down.

"I'm all good, thanks Adam," she said as she snuggled into the folds around her.

"I should be the one thanking you Rosey..." Adam mumbled, feeling the overwhelming warmth from his core and starting to cloud his brain a bit with how full he was, it didn't help that Nebby was slowly rubbing small circles into his middle and snuggling against his side to rest. It was a good day to relax anyway.

Adam turns his head as he hears Mystic mumbling to Griff. Griff just shook their head with a chuckle and lifted Mystic above their head, quickly swallowing Mystic in a few practiced deep gulps. They sighed as they patted their now slightly rounded middle. They noticed Adam watching and smirked, their large tail swaying next to them.

"like what you see?" Griff joked before cringing at what they said. Grimacing again as they felt mystic kick outward at that terrible line. "Oh gross, no." they shook their head. Adam chuckled at them, his own hands gravitating around his middle. "nevermind." they sighed, and a few moments of silence passed before they spoke up again. "this is nice..."

"Ya. it really is, I'm glad you're here Griff." Adam smiled as he watched the flames dance in the sun-themed fireplace. the embers glowing bright and the flames licking over the wooden logs. "This might be one of my favorite things so far we've done." He added, looking back over to Griff. Griff let out a huff and chuckled. Readjusting to get comfortable, their tail slowly swaying behind them.

"Just wait 'till Kate shows up, then all hell will break loose," They said, laying fully back with a stretch. They both laughed at that, voices filled with joy. The laughter calmed after a few moments and the two sighed, content and full, with good friends in and around them, it was the perfect equation for an afternoon nap. The rain and fire crackling also added to the perfect ambiance and the group of friends happily drifted off to sleep and deep relaxation, free from the world's worries.

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nompunhere · 8 months

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contains: safe soft vore, g/t, willing prey, and kinda sorta unwilling pred. for a little bit

It's a rainy day today

When I woke up, the pattering on the roof and the sight of you so cozy and curled up beneath my fingers nearly lulled me back to sleep. I had to go to work today though, so I forlornly shake off my drowsiness, and switch my hand out for your own little blanket. You still shiver in your sleep despite my efforts, and I tiptoe off to the kitchen with a smidge of guilt lingering in my head

The sky is dark and rolling, pouring out sheets of rain. I get some quiet music going as I start pulling together the things I'll need for the day, but a buzz from my phone on the counter interrupts. 'Severe Storm Warning', it declares in big text. I sigh, the commute was just gonna be that much harder then, huh.

As I start taking my meds, I hear a little yawn. I glance over and see that you've made your way out of bed. Your blanket hangs around your shoulders like a cape, and when you finally pry your sleepy eyes open enough to look at me, you quicken your steps. I reach down to put you on the table, but you refuse to slide off of my palm. "I do have to go to work you know" I chuckle, keeping my voice low for the early hour. "Don' care," you mutter back, "'S cold."

I sigh, amused, and continue one-handed with my morning routine. You remain in your half asleep daze, idly watching as I flutter around. I fix up some instant coffee, and you wrinkle your nose when I ask if you'd like a mug. "It's warm~" I tempt, swishing mine around with my spoon. Your eyes are hooded as they swing over to look at me, then further down. "I know something warmer~" you reply, imitating my sing-song voice.

I huff, "You know I-" "I know, I know, need to pay the bills, I get it." You sigh, curling further into your blanket. My heart twists a little. "But," your voice is muffled through the fabric, "It says it going to thunder today..." Even through the tired glaze on your voice, I can still hear an edge of fear. We both know you're deathly afraid of lightning, it's the reason for the first time you spent the night after all. It makes me feel awful that I'll have to leave you to go work, but...

Almost like magic, my phone buzzes on the counter once more, this time it's a message in my company chat. 'Everyone is excused from work today due to flooding, see you tomorrow!' My jaw drops, and I don't miss the way you immediately lean towards me, before I fully turn to you and exclaim "I'm off work!" You light up like a Christmas tree, "Really!?" Your once grumbly voice now brightens with relief, and I nod excitedly. "It's the rain! The buildings can't function with flooding." I grin. You beat you hands on the side of my finger, "I don't care how it happened!" You seem about three seconds away from leaping at me, "Let me in!!"

I just laugh again, and bring you closer to my face. You vibrate in place as I part my jaws, already salivating with my anticipation. You damn near almost fall off my hand you're so close to the edge as I ease my hand even closer. Once in range, you shed your blanket to climb over my teeth as fast as you can, and flop onto my tongue. I carefully close my mouth and begin poking you around, soaking you with saliva. No matter how many times we do this, it never fails to make my heart race when you accidentally get a little too close to my teeth.

After I'm fairly certain I've throughly soaked you, I tilt my head and let you slid a bit further back. You wiggle a little in excitement, but it doesn't slow me down as I finally gulp you down with a satisfied hum. I internally track your progress down my throat, feeling as you pass my collarbone with a bit of a squeeze, and then the little drop as you reach my stomach.

I sigh as you settle in, and rub at your form under my skin. You immediately rub back, and it takes everything in my power not to melt in my chair. "Back to bed?" You speak up. I smile and make my way back into the room, "Back to bed." I confirm, just before my back hits the mattress.

It's a rainy day today

oh, this is... this is really nice. thank you, anon, for this lovely post! genuinely a very pleasant read. love soft little momence like these

#ask #not my writing #extreme cuddling #safe vore #soft vore #g/t vore #so very cute #fluffy vore #yeah I'm sure that tag fits #gog I don't remember how I used to tag things. I think this should be enough though

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