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chaoticcat32 · 11 months

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Calicheer fic bc Billy and Chrissy are both babies who deserved better.

Chrissy was a little mouse borrower who was just now moving into a new house, having to flee her previous home because of an ill-tempered human spotting her. This home wasn’t too far from her previous one, and from what she knew, there was only one human living here. It made for less crumbs and things to borrow, but it also made for less opportunities for someone to spot her, as well as less chances for someone to notice something missing.

In her opinion, one or two humans was perfect. She did like to watch them, but that didn’t mean she wanted to interact with them exactly. Humans are scary. They could catch her and crush her, drown her, do whatever horrible things they wanted to her. Yeah, she’d rather stay away.

She carried her little bag of things into the home, quickly scurrying about in order to find a place to build her new nest. Soon enough, she finds a little nook in the wall, close enough to the kitchen that she could borrow crumbs easily, yet tucked far enough away that it would be hard for the human to find her.

She opens up her bag, one that was made out of a child’s mitten that she used as a bed in her previous home. Out of it, she brings her favorite little trinkets, an extra needle if anything were to happen to the one on her waist, some string, paperclips, and the last bit of food she had saved up from her last home. The little mouse started putting everything where she wanted it, laying out her mitten bed, placing her trinkets on the other side of the little makeshift room along with her needle, the food in a little bundle underneath the mitten, and her borrowing supplies next to her bed.

It was almost day and Chrissy, along with most borrowers, was mostly nocturnal. She lay down on her little mitten bed, snuggling into the soft, familiar fabric and started to doze off, thinking about how she’d scope out and make routes to places when she woke up.

Chrissy yawned and stretched, waking from her long sleep and looking around, taking in her surroundings. It wasn’t nearly as decorated as her previous dwelling, but she could fix that in time. It made her sad to have to leave her old home but she’d rather not be killed.

The borrower got up, shaking the sleepiness off of her before slipping her trusty needle into the sash sewn into her dress. She took out some of her food, munching on a bit before putting the rest back under her mitten bed. She grabbed her borrowing bag as well as the string and paperclip, ready to start traversing the house.

She stepped outside her burrow, looking around before making her way through the wood structure in the walls, looking for little holes that might already be made, hopefully in convenient enough spots.

Turns out the borrower was pretty lucky. Either that, or another borrower had previously lived in the home and made their own holes, though she didn’t think so because it wasn’t very easy getting to them. Multiple times she had to use her string and paperclip to climb, her having bent the metal into a hook-like shape to more easily secure onto things. She found one hole behind the stove that led onto the kitchen counter, and another one closer to the fridge. Those would be extremely useful in gathering food.

Having scoped out the kitchen, she decided to explore other places in the house. There were two holes in the living room walls, one in the hallway, none in the bathroom, one in the bedroom, and one leading to an empty room that looked like the size of another bedroom. All in very convenient spots, if only it was easier to access them. She would have to fix that. She also lucked out in the fact that the human who lived here didn’t have any pets! No clawing cats or barking dogs to worry about. The only problem was the mice. She could definitely tell there were signs of mice, but generally speaking, mice and borrowers were indifferent towards one another, unless they were fighting over food.

The borrower was a bit tired from exploring, so she figured she’d gather some food in the kitchen before returning home for the day so she could sleep. She climbed through the walls, scrabbling away at the wood and drywall until she was where she knew the kitchen was. Now she just had to get up from the ground level. She hopped up onto a piece of wood, jumping to another before she couldn’t anymore. The next piece was too high up, though she could see the hole from where she was.

Chrissy took out her string and hook, swinging it around a couple times, aiming for the little hole in the wall before throwing it. Not high enough. She groaned, pulling it back in and trying again, this time throwing with all her might, letting out a little cheer when it sailed through the hole. Now for the real test. She started to tug on it, face lighting up when she managed to snag it in the side of the opening, a strong enough hold for her to climb.

She made her way up the wall, using the string to pull herself, going up and up until she reached the counter, heaving herself up onto it. She breathed heavily, just sitting for a moment as she pulled the string back up. The mouse got up, looking around and trying to spot something to eat. In the corner, she saw something that made her mouth water. It was a plate of cupcakes, plenty of crumbs littering the ground underneath them. Humans would never notice those!

She quickly scurried over, opening her back and stuffing it full of cake crumbs, enough to last her a good few days. Once her bag was full, she picked some of them up and ate them right there, squeaking happily at the taste. She was right in guessing that the pink cake meant it was strawberry flavored!

Once she’d had her fill, Chrissy made sure her bag was shut tight, then darted back to the stove, growling behind it and climbing around the wood, not having to use her hook as much because her nest was just a bit lower than the level of the countertop. She popped inside, finding all of her things right where she left them. Through her adventures of the night, she’d managed to collect some things other than food as well.

The mouse walked over to her bed, filling up her food bag before starting to pull little found things out of her borrowing bag, spreading them out so she could see. First was a stamp with a very pretty picture on it that she could use as a poster, then there was a big shiny flat disk she could use in unison with one of her other trinkets to create a table where she could eat off of, then a few buttons which she was sure she could find a use for, and an old earring she could add to her trinket collection. The stamp went up on the wall above her bed, the borrower admiring it before hopping onto the mitten, sighing happily. This would be a great home.

She spent the next few days, almost a week, out borrowing every night. She found more trinkets and things to decorate her home with, scoring big time when the human left out a bag full of things like paper scraps and shiny plastic pieces that were perfect to decorate with. She got a thimble to drink out of, some fake flowers and an abundance of other things to pretty up her nest.

She looked around it happily, loving the way it was coming along, and she’d only been here less than a week!

One odd thing she noticed was that she hadn’t run into any mice. Normally, that’d be a good thing, but she didn’t even know their territories yet or anything, so she’d assumed a run-in or two were bound to happen, especially with all the signs she’d seen. Oh well. Just count herself lucky and wait for the day it does inevitably happen.

Her life was good in this new house so far. The human was usually out during the day and sleeping at night, there were plenty of crumbs and pieces of food left out, there was no sign of any danger aside from what usually came from being a borrower, and there were plenty of things to borrow that the human wouldn’t miss.

Chrissy was just settling down, and though she didn’t know it, her next borrowing trip would end in disaster.

Billy was a naga. He was a teeny tiny, itty bitty little naga living inside a human’s house. He decided to pick this one because they didn’t seem to notice a whole lot, and they had a mouse problem. Honestly it was a win-win for both of them. They wouldn’t have to deal with pesky mice all over their home, and he got an easy meal once a week.

He slithered through the walls, forked tongue slipping in and out, smelling his surroundings. Over the past week, he could tell something wasn’t quite right. It was the usual smell of mice, but there was something… different. Another scent caught his attention, something he’d never smelled before. It was almost like a mouse, but it also had a bit of a human-like smell to it. The snake man was determined to find the source.

He followed where it went, looking for where it was the strongest. Soon enough, he caught a strong whiff, immediately twisting his body around to where it was coming from. He slithered on, tongue flicking in and out, in and out as he used it to find the source.

There. He was close. So close to the creature, closer than he’d ever been. He just had to turn this corner and… oh. Billy paused as his piercing blue eyes met another pair of paler ones of the same color. Both widened, his in shock and curiosity, hers in pure terror.

It was a little mouse girl. Someone the same size as him, no, someone even smaller than he was. He didn’t know little mouse people existed! Let alone that he’d live in the same house as one. His tongue flicked out curiously, gathering the scent in the air. He could smell fear, mouse-smell, and then there was that other thing. That not quite human-y smell that mixed with the mouse scent. It was her.

Chrissy was on the verge of having a heart attack. There she was, missing her own business, just another routine borrowing trip when a man came whipping around the corner. She yelped a bit in shock, thinking it was just another borrower, but her shock quickly morphed into terror when she saw the rest of his body.

Suddenly it all made sense. The conveniently placed holes that may have been hard for her to get to, but not if you were a snake. And then there was the next thing that made her heart sink. The mice. That was why she could see traces of mice but hadn’t seen any yet. He was… he was eating them. Of course he was, he was a snake. She didn’t even know there were little snake people, but it was just her luck to run into one, right? One who had a taste for mice.

She backed up, eyes still wide in terror. Her breathing was heavy, and she was trying to look anywhere other than those eyes. Those piercing ocean blue eyes that would surely glue her in place if she met them again. The end of his tail twitched, and her face paled when she saw the rattle on the end. So he was venomous. At least she’d be killed quickly instead of being crushed to death in his coils.

He seemed to snap out of his initial shock, starting towards her which caused her to turn and run, bolting down the wooden beam, careful not to lose her footing as she escaped her predator. She heard a surprised hiss behind her, then the sound of scales slithering against wood as he gave chase.

“Hey, wait!”

He called out but she ignored him, knowing it must be a trick. What else would a snake want with a mouse other than to eat it?

She hears a frustrated groan behind her, and tears start to leak out of her eyes as she can feel him getting closer. She tries to put on a burst of speed, but honestly she doesn’t know where she could possibly go. Anywhere she could fit he could as well, and if she went to her nest it’d only corner her.

“Leave me alone!” She shrieks, trying in a desperate attempt to reason with him.

Turns out it didn’t really matter as she felt a hand grasp her tail, the little mouse letting out a squeak as she’s stopped, trying to wriggle out but to no avail. She turns around, tears flowing from her eyes as she stared at the snake in fear. A clawed hand still grips her tail, but he doesn’t look… malicious. He looks almost curious, like he’s never seen anything like her before, and maybe he hasn’t.

“Please let me go.” She says in a small voice, but instead he slithers closer, causing the girl to shiver.

“You sound like a mouse.” He says, slowly slithering around her.

His coils wrap a loose circle around her frame, just barely touching her, but it’s enough to make her shutter. She doesn’t know what he wants, but she’s just hoping, praying, it’s not to eat her. Her pupils are shrunk down to little pinpoints as his tongue flicks out in her direction, a contemplative look on the man’s face.

“You kind of smell like a mouse. A little different though.”

“T-that’s because I’m not a mouse.” She says quietly. He looks up at her.

“I know you’re not a mouse. You’re like me, but instead of being a snake… you’re more like a mouse.”

“Yeah… I guess so. Um… does that mean you’re not going to eat me?” She asks hopefully.

“Hm… I dunno yet. I don’t wanna hurt you though.”

“But surely eating me would hurt. You know that, right?”

“I wouldn’t bite you.”

She can feel him wrap around her more, whimpering as his coils travel farther up. She tries to squirm, to push them away but they get tighter, squeezing her in warning.

“Ah, ah, ah little mouse. None of that.”

“Please…”

“I’m not gonna hurt you.”

He can repeat it as much as he wants, but there’s no way she’d believe it. He’d just told her he might eat her, and she’s pretty sure that’d hurt.

“Eating me would…”

“Not if I don’t bite you. I could just swallow you alive. Then you’d be okay.”

Her heart sinks, face pales and she tries to squirm. It’s only met with a light tightening. Nothing that would hurt, but it’s clearly a warning. ‘Don’t struggle any harder, or I’ll squeeze tighter.’ She whines in fear, looking over the snake. It really doesn’t seem like he wants to hurt her. He looks more curious than anything, and she wants to give him the benefit of the doubt, but she really does not want to be eaten alive.

“I- um… even if you do that, won’t I.. you know…” she trails off, not wanting to say it.

“No. You won’t get hurt, little mouse. I’m just going to keep you nice and safe. My cute little mousie.”

He smiles, and it’s almost endearing if not for the two huge fangs on display, right alongside the rest of his sharp teeth. And that’s ignoring the fact that she’s pretty sure he’s about to eat her.

She feels his tail slither up around her shoulders, and her eyes squeeze shut, tears coming out the sides of them. There’s a gentle touch on her cheeks, and she dares open her eyes, looking out at the face right in front of her. She feels his hand come up under her eye, wiping away the tears, then it moves to the next side, wiping those too.

“What are you…”

“Don’t cry, little mousie. I’m gonna keep you nice and safe.”

She looks up confused until her expression morphs into horror as she sees the jaws part above her.

“No, no, no, no!”

She squeaks in terror, squirming against the coils but it doesn’t seem to help. They just tighten up around her, not letting the borrower squirm, but not exerting enough pressure to actually hurt her.

It doesn’t matter what his tail is doing though, because his mouth is coming down around her head, enveloping her entire face, ears pinned to the top of her head and eyes squeezing shut as she’s forced into the maw. His tongue slithers around her face, licking over every inch as he lets out a pleased hum, the sound echoing around her. Her eyes open just in time to see the throat opening up, and she lets out a squeak as he swallows, sending her head down into him.

It goes on like this for a few minutes, the snake licking over every inch of what was in his mouth before swallowing and repeating the process. All the while he lets out pleased hums, clearly enjoying her flavor as he gulps her down. The muscles are tight as they massage her body, relentlessly pushing on her and sending her deeper and deeper into him. Eventually her head is forced through a tighter ring of muscle, and she can only guess the slightly roomier portion she’s being deposited into is his stomach. Only her feet remain exposed to the cold air now, and those are easily worked into his mouth and down his throat with one last swallow.

She lets out a quiet whimper as the strong internal muscles squeeze her farther into his belly, eventually her whole body being pushed inside. She lays spread out in the chamber, shivering as she hears the gurgles and groans around her, walls pressing in a bit on their new occupant. His heartbeat is fast, and his breathing is slowing down now that he’s got her all the way down.

She feels a soft pressure on the outside, squishing a bit of the stomach against her and she squeaks. His voice is clear around her as he speaks.

“You tasted even better than a mouse. Got you all to myself, gonna keep you safe.” He says, speaking directly to her.

The first comment makes her shudder, and the next part of what he says might’ve almost been sweet if he hadn’t just swallowed her alive.

She’s too afraid to say anything at the moment, and she feels him start to move, soothing off to who knows where. Probably going back home so he can just sleep, let his stomach do all the work. Oh god, she didn’t want to die. The little borrower weeps silently, feeling every little twist and turn her captor makes as he makes his way through the walls.

Eventually he stops, coiling up on top of himself, and by proxy her, causing the stomach to squish all around her, squeezing her frame.

Please… please let me out. I don’t wanna be food.” Her voice is so quiet, she wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t even hear.

Billy does hear, however, and he deflates a bit. It felt so nice getting the little mouse in his belly, loving the way she filled it up all the way, and the fact that he got to protect her in the process. It seemed she didn’t feel the same way, though.

“You’re not food… you’re safe. I’m keeping you safe. Nothin’s gonna get you.”

“You got me…” she says, voice still barely above a whisper.

He frowns, upset by her words. He didn’t… get her. He wasn’t gonna hurt her, but she didn’t seem to know that.

“No… I’m not hurting you.

“You are hurting me. I’m gonna die in here. Please don’t let me die in here…”

“You’re not gonna… I told you it was safe. I would never hurt a cute little thing like you.” He says, trying his best to comfort her.

“Then why would you eat me?”

“I told you it was to keep you safe. I wanted to keep you safe.”

“But… how is this safe?”

He sounds genuinely upset, something that wouldn’t come from a ruthless predator that just wanted a meal. It seemed that either it really was safe, or he didn’t realize he was hurting her, but he didn’t seem to want to.

“I can’t hurt you if you’re alive.”

“What?”

He sighs.

“My stomach can’t digest living things, so you’re okay. You’re not food.”

“Oh.”

They’re both silent for a bit, thinking over what the other had said. Billy feels bad for the little mousie. He hadn’t meant to hurt her feelings, or make her feel like she was in danger. He only wanted to protect the cute little mouse.

“I’m sorry, I only wanted to protect you.”

“…why?”

“I just- I saw you, and you were like me, but you were small, and cute. I wanted to make sure nothing could hurt you.”

“Oh.”

It’s silent for a few moments before she speaks back up again.

“What’s your name?”

Billy blinks, looking down at his belly. He didn’t expect that from her, thinking she’d still be afraid and unbelieving.

“Uhm… Billy.”

“Billy. Seems like it fits you. My name’s Chrissy.”

“Chrissy… that’s nice. Are you still afraid? I promise I’m really not gonna hurt you.”

“I’m… still nervous but… you said you weren’t gonna hurt me, and I like to see the best in people.”

Her words make Billy feel happy, the warmth of her filling his stomach and seeping into his veins, traveling throughout the rest of his body. He sighs, curling up a bit tighter with her in his belly, eyes getting a bit heavy.

“M’ not. Just gonna keep you safe. My mousie. My Chrissy.”

“Oh.” She says, voice full of surprise, not having expected that from the snake. “Um… your Chrissy?”

“Mhm. Mine. Gonna keep you safe~”

“Oh. Uhm… okay. When do you plan on letting me out?”

He grumbles sleepily a bit at that, but answers her anyway.

“M’ gonna let you out after a little nap. That okay?”

She can tell how tired he already is, and she doesn’t think he’d even be able to spit her out at this point. She looks around as best she can, feeling the folds of the stomach around her, rubbing a hand up against them. She’s startled when she hears and feels a deep rumble, clearly coming from the snake. He also seems to slump a bit, squishing Chrissy even more.

“Um… Billy?” She asks a bit worriedly.

“M’ okay. That just… feels nice.” He says with a sigh, completely blissed out.

“Oh! Okay… um, that’s nice.” She keeps it up, smiling as the rumble deepens.

“M’ gonna fall asleep.”

“That’s okay. You were gonna anyway.”

“Mhm.”

Billy settles down, happy with the warmth and weight inside of him, slowly drifting off the sleep.

Chrissy stops her rubbing, yawning herself and stretching out as best she can in the tight belly. It’s actually not so bad when she thinks about it. It’s warm and soft, the gurgles and the heartbeat creating background noise for her to listen to, helping make her sleepy. Nothing had happened to her yet, and even though she’d just met Billy, he seemed like someone she could trust. She makes herself comfortable, falling asleep within the snake.

By the time Chrissy wakes up, she immediately notices that she’s out of the stomach. She seems to have been dried off and placed in a rather large nest made up of little fabric pieces and ripped up tissues, really anything soft. This must be where Billy lives, though the snake is nowhere to be seen.

“Billy?” She calls out.

She knows she could escape, just leave but then he’s slithering through the entrance, a little bag full of food crumbs in his arms. She noticed a little bulge in his tail as well. It’s not as big as her but he clearly had something to eat.

She shakes it off, giving him a smile as she sees the crumbs.

“What’s that?” She asks.

“These are for you. I don’t know what you eat, so I got you some of whatever I could find.”

“Oh?”

She takes a look at what he has, accepting the little bag to see little bits of popcorn and a big piece of fruit. She smiles back up at him.

“These are perfect. Thank you Billy.”

He seems to smile at that, happy that he provided for his little mouse. He nods, slithering over to her, curling around her in his nest.

Chrissy starts to eat her popcorn, munching on her breakfast. It seemed Billy had already gotten his, so she just kept it up. She takes up the fruit, eating away at it, looking up at Billy as he watches her with a smile.

“You wanna try some?”

He looks a bit surprised, but takes the piece of offered popcorn, looking from it to Chrissy and back again. She nods in encouragement so he takes a little nibble, tasting the popcorn on his tongue. Not bad. He eats the rest of the piece, looking back down at Chrissy.

“Not bad, little mouse. I already had my breakfast though.” He says.

“Yeah.”

She finishes her breakfast and they talk. Talk about each other, talk about life, talk about their experiences. Chrissy sees that the snake isn’t so bad, just… lonely. She’s been alone for a long time too, and it’s actually nice to have a friend. She has a feeling this is going to be the start of something great.

#safe vore #soft vore #stranger things #stranger things vore #billy hargrove #chrissy cunningham #naga pred #borrowers

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voracious-things · 5 months

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So how do we feel about borrower Eddie

#extreme cuddling #safe vore #soft vore #stranger things vore #art//#gt vore #g/t vore #tw vore #s/teve h/arrington #e/ddie m/unson

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funny-cat-noms · 1 year

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Swallowing Worries

This happened right before season four, with Jonathan over studying for the final exams and Argyle trying to figure out how to stop him from studying.

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Jonathan was studying his notes, stressing about the exams since it is in two days. He has been studying for weeks nonstop tho.

“Dude, you have been studying all week, I am sure you will do great!” Argyle said.

“I have to make sure I do go tho! I have to get accepted to the college Nancy is going to!” He responded, knowing it was a white lie.

Argyle watched him study, watching him tense about it.

Argyle hug him from behind and tried to take the study guide but Jonathan just looked at him and frowned.

“Sorry!” The black hair boy exclaimed.

He thought long and hard thinking of ways to make him stop studying. Then he heard his stomach grumble and figured it out.

“You sound hungry, want to order pizza?” Jonathan mumbles, not taking his eyes off the guide.

Argyle didn’t answer and just grabbed his hand.

“Argy- what are you doing?” He said as Argyle put his hand in his mouth.

Argyle started to lick it, covering it in saliva. The shorter male looked back, trying to pull his hand out but Argyle bit down on his hand, hard enough to keep it in place that wouldn’t hurt him. Argyle suddenly gulped down the shorter boy’s hand.

Jonny boy immediately tried to pull it out, but Argyle kept swallowing.

“What are you doi- MFP!” interrupted by Argyle shoving him into his maw.

“ARGYLE WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Jonathan screamed, dropping the paper with his free hand.

Argyle just licked his face until he gulped down his head.

Jonathan didn’t know what was going on and was paranoid. He didn’t know if this was safe or dangerous. He just kept struggling against him, as he felt his hand enter his stomach.

Argyle lifted his head letting gravity help him in swallowing Jonathan down quicker. He touched his neck, feeling the rest of Jonathan falling into his stomach. He could feel Jonathan struggling in him and placed his head on his swollen stomach. He felt so full.

“LET ME OUT THIS ISN’T FUNNY!”

“No,”

“Why not!?”

“You need a break from studying, so get comfy. You’re going to be in there awhile,” Argyle said, lighting a joint.

Jonathan stopped kicking, and sat there, paranoid. Then he tried to get comfortable, but couldn’t. He could just feel the walls moving around him and the sounds of Argyle’s organs.

He smoked it for a while until he was high. Jonathan could smell the weed and started kicking.

“Don’t do drugs while I am in here AT LEAST!”

“Sorry dude,” he said, putting it out.

He could feel Jonathan squirming trying to get comfortable and he just giggled at the feeling.

Jonathan finally got comfortable after ten minutes, trying to relax in the stomach of his friend and/or crush. But immediately got tense as he felt a squeeze, and he began to squirm again.

Argyle hugged his stomach, feeling his snack squirming again.

Jonathan got comfortable again, barely able to move but not caring at this point. He snuggled close.

“You taste like chicken tenders and weed, dude,”

“Wh-”

“Like the good chicken tenders from restaurants,”

“Ok?” he said, listening to Argyle’s heartbeat as he ranted.

Jonathan pressed his stomach feeling the weird texture of it, which was surprisingly comfortable.

Argyle could see the outline of the hand and giggled a bit, liking the feeling of it there.

Jonathan brought his hand back, hugging himself, as the walls squeezed him. He snuggled ever closer to the warmth, eventually falling asleep.

Argyle just snuggled the bump that his friend made in him, as he fell asleep too.

(I kinda wish there was more vore stories of these two)

#stranger things vore #soft vore #tw vore #unwilling prey #vore belly #fandom vore #tummy cuddles #Funnycatnoms #half size vore #same size vore

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smolkuriboh27 · 1 year

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Attention Stranger Things fans!

I'm making a gt server!

It's in the barebones stage right now, but I hope it really kicks off.

A couple of things to note. This is a primarily sfw server. However, there are spaces set aside for 18+, nsfw, and vore. These spaces are seperate from the general chat. You will need permission to access them.

Enjoy and please be respectful!

https://discord.gg/T4yFarHAwq

#g/t #stranger things g/t #g/t stranger things #stranger things vore #gt stranger things

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ja3ger-the-3ater · 2 years

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Can we get more pred and prey Steve HCs for your Vampire Eddie stuff?

Sure!

Also feel free to send your own hcs too!

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Eddie:

• He can hold up to ten people in his stomach, so if everyone is in danger he stuffs them all down into his belly(yes everyone, even Hopper and Murray) gently pressing on his slightly rounded belly, trying to calm everyone down.

• He will sometimes carry Steve around in his maw, occasionally letting his jaws hang open, so Steve knows what's going on.

• This also inspires him to do the same with the kids as if he was a mama alligator (Robin definitely points this out to him.)

• He playfully will nibble on people, but he is very very very gentle, I mean what do you expect, he's a sweetheart.

• Eats people during DnD games, especially Will or Dustin, putting them in 'tummy jail'. Which was actually Will's idea.

• Can literally reach down his throat, and does this to spook Steve, whether he's in his belly or not.(because wouldn't yoy be frightened if a hand appeared in a stomach above you lol)

• Is a very loving and cuddly pred, acts similar to a cat, example: licking people, play-fighting(is careful bc of his teeth and claws), and carrying them in between his teeth by the back of the shirt.

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Steve:

• When he gets used to the whole 'Eddie likes to eat people' thing(which takes almost a year if not longer)he will sometimes participate in DnD just to spend some time in Eddie's mouth or belly.

• Sometimes Eddie goes to the upside down, and Steve tags along in his belly, but hates the weird trippy gravity stuff.

•Mostly sleeps in Eddie's belly, it has become basically his second bedroom(and yes, he takes pillows, blankets, and other items in there too)

•Has definitely wrestled Eddie's tongue, because Eddie was being annoying and kept poking, licking, and flopping it around Steve

•If he is upset with anyone or anything sometimes he will just walk up to Eddie, wriggling between his lips and curl up in the vampire's mouth, because of the darkness and the sound of Eddie's breathing calms him.

•Doesn't like being referred to as food, but on rare occasions will tolerate it.

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#soft vore #extreme cuddling #ask me anything #ask answered #stranger things vore #willing vore #safe vore

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foxxsnacks · 2 years

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Gimme the Eddie stuff, I agree with you

God okay so like. I'm still figuring out my hcs a bit I suppose but I do have a bit so far!

• at first, he's a very nervous pred. He doesn't want to risk hurting his prey at all, and is very sensitive to their needs. If you want out, just say the word.

• but as he grows more experienced and knows what certain people's limits are? Like, Dustin for example? He becomes a MASSIVE tease

• he can easily tell if he's going too far, and will cut it out immediately, but if he's in a playful mood he taunts his prey SO MUCH

• licking, swallowing around them, hanging them over his mouth... then pressing and prodding at them way too much once they're in his stomach

• if his prey is upset beforehand, he'll be a lot more gentle with the whole experience, and will likely offer to just let them inside to hide away for a bit. When he's calmer like that, his touches to his middle are much more gentle and caring.

• some days, if it's someone he knows, he'll let them hotbox his stomach so they can get stoned together. Definitely one of his favorite things to do to pass the time

• he actually hates genuinely scaring his prey. If it's for an act, he doesn't mind it, but if he can tell they're actually scared? Nope. He's spitting them out immediately to make sure they're okay. No buts about it.

• I don't think he'd mind squirmy or still prey. If they're squirmy, he might pull up his shirt just to look at his middle, probably snorting in amusement when he can see them move. If they're still, he might mess with them a little to try and get them to move, but not much. More of just poking at his stomach on occasion and going "c'mon, do something"

• although he does like the idea of eating prey with food, he generally doesn't. Not unless he's high and has the munchies. If that's the case you're stuck inside him with whatever he can get his hands on to eat. This probably leads to some disgusting combos. Like pickles and whipped cream or something.

• belly rubs make him melt. Like, literally. He'll need to sit down if you rub at him. He's not used to any sort of positive attention, so you do that and he'll just swoon.

God. I have so much more but none of my thoughts are really coherent.

#asks #foxx answers #vore talk #anonymous #soft vore #safe vore #willing pred #extreme cuddling #stranger things vore #i hope y'all are cool with him being the only thing i talk about for the next few months

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starsarefire824 · 8 months

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I am genuinely confused regarding byler vore and cannibal byler. How is byler vore considered unacceptable while some people are okay with cannibal will or mike? Shouldn't both be unacceptable? What is the criteria that is being judged? Could you please explain?

I think I am too? Are you saying that it's unjustified being appalled by byler vore and okay with cannibalism? I hope so or my answer is going to irk you. 😅

Imo, it's essentially the same kink. I haven't read the cannibal au as it's not my go to thing, BUT from what I've gathered, the byler cannibal au is very very popular in the tag and in ao3. So I see no difference in a vore au. While yes, it's inherently a little more sexual.....there's not much of a difference in my view.

To me, that's like saying it's okay that Hannibal Lecter eats people, but not okay that he gets off on it. When we all well know that he does! lmao.

Idk, let people live man. That's my motto. They aren't hurting anyone in their fantasy online adventure.

So yeah, if your asking what the problem is in the byler tag when specifically talking about cannibal au vs. vore? It’s purity culture. Plain and simple.

#byler #stranger things #byler vore #byler cannibal au #tw gore #kinks and things #fandom things #mike wheeler #will byers #anon au

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pizzasampletext · 1 year

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Good evening folks, I write g/t stories for a multitude of different fandoms and even create my own here or there. Asks are currently open and I will do any of the following:

Any g/t trope

Hetalia g/t

BNHA g/t

Tokyo Ghoul g/t

AOT g/t

Assassination Classroom g/t

Demon slayer g/t

Stranger Things g/t

Manifest g/t

Mario g/t

Detroit Become Human g/t

Horizon g/t

Other fandoms (if I know of them but feel free to ask)

OC’s (please try and be specific on how you would like me to write them)

Fluff

Angst

Romance

Fearplay

Gore

Soft vore (I don’t prefer to do it but I might)

I’ll also do non g/t stories if that’s what floats your inflatable raft

Things I will not do:

P*dophilia/r*pe

Anything sexual

Romance between a child and adult

Fatal Vore

Macrophilia/Microphilia

Kinky stuff

I will add more if any come to mind

Thank you and have a nice day (:

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gt-preys · 1 month

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Okay but like tiny crustacean/ fish mer person as prey and big ass shark/ octopus peed goes hard

#prey speaks #stoned vore thoughts #stranger things vore #pred b/illy hargrove #g/t vore #safe vore #vore shitpost

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thetinycrab · 1 year

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Thinking about lazy mawplay with a tiny that's on the bigger side.

They're on Eddie's bed. Eddie's on his stomach, the tiny on his pillow, and his arms are lazily circling them. Tiny's sitting and able to cuddle Eddie's face if they want to.

Eddie starts off by licking their hand. Dragging it up from the middle of their arm up to their hand. He laps until their arm is slathered in saliva then presses a gentle kiss to their palm. He gently takes the arm into his mouth and swallows the saliva. Then he pulls back and knaws lightly on their hand.

Worrying the skin oh so gently under his teeth. The tiny watches in rapt fascination as his lips pull back and they see those powerful teeth against their delicate limb. They let out a little gasp and Eddie's lips stretch into a smile.

He parts his teeth and lets go of their hand, only to pepper the surface in gentle kisses. Soft plush lips press against their skin until their nerves die down. They trust Eddie, but it's still nerve wracking.

Eddie's gaze meets theirs briefly. He's checking in, asking if they're okay to keep going. They smile and press a kiss to the bridge of his nose, and he smiles back and moves to their other arm. This time he takes the length of their arm in his mouth, licking with his entire tongue then knawing the entire length with all of his front teeth.

He uses his tongue to shift their arm, sucking until they're in up to their shoulder. His eyes flutter shut. They focus on how blissful he looks as he lazily tastes their arm.

Eddie pulls back slightly, up to their elbow, eyes opening to glance at their free arm. Before he can even move the tiny offers their hand. With a grin and praise in his eyes, Eddie laps both arms at the same time. He leans in slightly, the tiny giggling when he nuzzles his nose into them.

After a long time in which the tiny genuinely thinks Eddie's going to fall asleep, the giant pulls away with a happy sigh. Then he's kissing them gently up their torso and at their chin, mumbling soft praises with each one. His head rests between their legs and they just cuddle against each other.

Eddie sighs softly. They both bask in the feeling of each other - tiny hands on his nose and giant hand against their back. Grounding each other, reassuring one another, 'I'm here, I see you, you're important to me.'

Eddie's head tilts. There's a hazy look in his eyes as they droop. He's about to fall asleep, and on any other day they wouldn't mind. But today....

They pat at his nose. The giant gives a short inhale, nose scrunching in distaste before burrowing into their stomach. Eddie's hand presses them against his face. They loved being his little teddy bear, but today they wanted more. They pat his nose again, laughing when it scrunches even more and he makes a noise like a disgruntled dog. But soon a big brown eye is peaking up at them.

They lean to the side, staring down the length of his body and at his side where his stomach would be. Turning back to Eddie, they realize they don't know how to ask. They try anyway. "Can you...."

Their voice fails them. They look down at their lap, then hesitantly back at his eye just in time to see it turn from confusion to understanding. His gaze becomes soft and endeared all at once.

Eddie shifts, propping his body up on an elbow to pat his stomach. "You want me to?"

They nod in sheepish relief. This would be their third time being swallowed, and only their first having the courage to verbally ask for it.

Eddie pushes himself up to sit on his legs, then gathers them up in both hands. He surprises them by pressing a gentle kiss to the top of their head before raising them and taking their legs into his mouth. Teeth press in on either side but he doesn't nibble. He's merely holding them in place while he gently coats them in saliva.

They hold back a gasp as they're lowered into their waist. Their eyes flicker from Eddie's lips, and they freeze at the sight of those big browns focused entirely on them. He looks at them so intently, taking in their every move, seeing if they need to back out - and yet they can see a glimmer of happiness. He wants this as much as they do. They feel his lips close around them before he gulps.

They're yanked down up to their chest, legs trapped in his throat. Eddie's head is tilted all the way back; his hands hovering to hold them steady. They try their best to relax, it was easier not to squirm than to force their body not to be too ridged. They barely hold back a shudder as their torso is hastly coated and Eddie gulps again. His lips slide over their head, sealing them in darkness. They don't have time to marvel at the way his teeth line his mouth or how they can faintly see where their body is caught in his throat before he coating and swallowing again.

There's a huge lump as they go down. Eddie traces it with his entire hand. Holding his breath until he feels them slip into his stomach, afterwhich he sighs in relief and content. His fingers grip the hem of his shirt and lift it to reveal his stomach. It bulges slightly, enough to look comfortably full but nowhere near enough to be distended. No, it just looks like a slight chub. If you didn't know him personally you'd think it was his normal stomach. And if he thought about it he kind of liked that; having a life tucked away, barely noticable. A little secret.

He rests his hand on his stomach, a dumb smile on his face as they get comfortable. "You okay?" The tiny is encased by the walls, forced to curl up, but it feels like a full body hug and they love it. They laugh as Eddie's hand presses against them. It makes them feel warm and fluttery that he's checking in on them. "I'm okay!" And they are. They've never felt more secure than when Eddie has them.

They talk for a bit before Eddie lies down. The feeling of being full threatens to put him in a food coma, so he's going to take a nap. He falls asleep first.

The tiny stays up for a bit, listening to the soft gurgles and happy groans that Eddie's tummy makes. Then all of a sudden they list to the side, a squeak of surprised escaping them as something heavy lays weighs them down. They blush when it hits them - Eddie just turned over in his sleep and is now on his stomach.

They aren't able to fall asleep after that, but they don't mind.

#safe vore #soft vore #stranger things vore #mawplay #knawing #this is entirely self indulgent okay #*slams gavel* it's what I want!#my writing

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chaoticcat32 · 1 year

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More Billy x Reader sins, this time he’s a naga 🐍🐍🐍

It’d been a nice day, uneventful mostly. The sun was high in the sky, it was nice and warm, and Billy had the whole thing planned out. He’d woken up late, stretching his arms and tail, until he’d heard his stomach growl. When had he eaten last? Must’ve been a while. A week, at least. He would go out and find something to eat, then. He would fill his stomach and then bask in the sun for the rest of the day, helping him digest his meal. He had a nice sunning rock, big and flat just outside his cave.

The morning started well, he easily picked up the scent of deer not too far from where he was, carefully and quietly tracking them down. Deer were always good, they were big so they made him full for a while, and they were warm, which helped with his cold-blooded nature. Humans were good too, easier to catch, but he couldn’t smell any nearby. The other nagas told him he shouldn’t eat humans, that it was ‘wrong’ and ‘they were just like him’ but he would just scoff. They’re easy to catch, fill him up, and they taste good, so why not eat them? And they were not like him. Humans were weak, and all they’d do is try and hurt him if they found him.

He slithered along the scent trail, the smell getting stronger and stronger, his mouth watering as he neared. Damn, he hadn’t realized just how hungry he was.

That was when it happened.

He heard the metallic snap, then a white hot pain shot through his tail. He quickly whipped around to see what it was, causing even more pain. He saw blood soaking his scales, a sharp metal trap snapped around him, gripping him tight. He tried to wriggle out of it, but he hissed as it just buried itself deeper. The more he struggled, the more he got trapped. But then something else started to dig into him. A rope, a metal rope, was getting tangled up in his arms and wrapped around his chest and tail. He thrashed even more, only getting it more and more tangled around him. Now he wouldn’t even be able to try and pry the trap off.

“H-hey, are you-“

His head whipped over to the voice, eyes landing on a human. He hissed, trying to coil defensively but only managing to pull on the trap and causing it to scrape him more. He winced, but continued baring his fangs at the threat in front of him.

“S-stop, you’re just gonna get hurt more!”

The human started to approach, and Billy let out a low growl mixed with a hiss, the rattle at the end of his tail raised in the air and started shaking. The human flinched a bit.

“Whoa, whoa, hey! Calm down, okay? I just wanna help…”

Billy thrashed more and more as they got closer, hissing in pain when the ropes got tighter and the trap dug into his tail more.

“Hey stop! Stop thrashing around, it's only making it worse!”

“I don’t need your help!” He hissed, venom dripping from his fangs.

“Oh, so he speaks.”

Billy growled.

“If you don’t need my help, I could just leave you here.”

He narrowed his eyes at them and hissed, tail still rattling, but less so.

“Are you going to let me help you?”

“Fine.”

He supposed he didn’t really have any other choice, he could let them try and ‘help’. He knew they wouldn’t, though, humans would never help him. If they tried anything he could just bite them anyways, and they’d die quickly. He watched with narrowed eyes and a quiet growl in his throat as they got right up to his tail, where the trap had snapped around it. They hesitated before going into the bag they had with them and pulling out what looked to be a shirt, probably from an extra change of clothes they brought with them.

“Here, this might hurt a little, but if you need to bite something or dig your claws into it, you can use that, okay?”

He took it with a sneer, but agreed to not bite them. Unless he had to, of course. They made one wrong move and they’d be his lunch instead of the deer he’d been tracking. Though with how hungry he was, he might just eat them anyways. He watched as they took either side of the trap in their hands, counting to it quietly.

“Okay, one, two… three!“

Billy cried out and dug his fangs into the soft shirt the human had given them when they pulled apart the trap, seemingly holding it with all their strength.

“Can you… try and slither out?”

They asked through clenched teeth, eyes shut tight as they pulled as hard as they could. Though it hurt, the naga managed to get the portion of his tail that was in the trap out of it. The human sighed, breathing heavily as they let go of it, the trap snapping back closed. Billy watched, then, as they got their bag, pulling out a knife. He hissed, seeing the sharp blade as he was still restrained by the ropes.

“Hey, hey, calm down. I’m just gonna cut these ropes for you, okay?”

The human then took a portion of his tail in their hands, carefully sliding the blade under the metal rope and cutting upwards. It snapped easily, and they got to work in the next one. Pretty soon, they only had to take the rope off, without cutting anymore. Then they moved into his torso. The human began cutting through the metal binding his arms to his chest, quickly yet very carefully slicing them off, allowing the naga to have more movement in his limbs.

“There we go, now was that so bad?” They asked as they took the last bit of wire off of his frame.

He sneered at them, but shook his head as he could now freely move. Well, almost freely. It still hurt like hell to move his tail, particularly the portion that was sliced up by the trap. They looked down when he winced, eyes widening as they saw just how bad the wound was.

“Oh, let me fix that for you, I can wrap it up and clean it.”

Billy looked at them in confusion as they rifled through their bag, seemingly finding what they wanted when they pulled out a little box.

“Always bring a first aid kit with me.” They said.

“What are you doing?” He asked, watching as they put the injured part of his tail in their lap.

“I’m gonna help, okay? This’ll make it heal a lot faster, I promise. It might sting a little, though. Think you can handle it?”

He scoffed at them. What a silly question, why wouldn’t he be able to handle it? He watched as they pulled a dark brown bottle from the box, taking the cap off and pouring the clear liquid over his injury. He inhaled quickly through his teeth. Damn, that did sting. The human quickly took a cloth and wiped away both the blood and the stuff they’d just poured on him. They went back into the box, taking out some thin white cloth wrapped around itself, their hands unraveling it before starting to pull it around his tail. They took something else out then, a little pink thing they placed on where the bandage ended.

“There. All fixed up. It should heal a lot faster now.” They said, gently patting his tail.

Billy looked down at it, contemplating for a bit before looking back at them. They were looking at him a bit nervously, not quite sure what to do now that he was all healed. Then the naga’s stomach growled. He looked down at it and so did the human, their eyes widening a bit.

“Oh! Uh, are you hungry? You can have some of my food…”

They quickly rummaged through their bag again, pulling out a smaller bag and opening it up, pulling what was apparently food out of it. They took half of it and handed it to him, holding it out.

“Here, you can have this.”

Billy looked at it skeptically, eying what they were offering to him.

“Go on, you can take it, it’s okay.”

Billy hesitantly took the thing out of their hand, hiding it up and sniffing at it, flicking his tongue out at it. He wrinkled his nose, holding it away from him. There was no way he was eating that.

“Okay… so you don’t want the sandwich, that’s fine. I Uhh… I have some fruit in here too…”

Billy looked at them like they were stupid.

“Do I look like I eat fruit? Snakes are carnivores.”

The human paled, backing up slightly.

“I-uh I think I’m just gonna go…”

“I didn’t mean it like that.”

His stomach growled once more, and he looked back up at the human. Maybe… maybe he could eat them, he could eat them without killing them and they’d be fine, other nagas did that. Maybe he’d just keep them to fill his stomach until he could track down those deer from earlier, then he could let the human out. But why did he want them to be fine? They were just some shitty human… but they were nice to him. No one’s ever really been nice like that. Humans were supposed to be bad… He’d figure it out later, right now he was starving.

The human yelped as they felt his tail start to snake around their legs, quickly but gently traveling up their body. They looked into his face, fear in their expression clear in their features. They shivered slightly.

“W-what are you doing, I- I…”

“I’m not- I’m not gonna hurt you.”

They must’ve noticed the drool leaking from his lips, because their eyes went wide. He could smell them. They smelled so good, he wanted to see how they tasted. He wouldn’t hurt them though, just… keep them for a bit.

“Please… please don’t…”

“I said I wasn’t gonna hurt you, okay?”

They were wrapped all the way to their neck, arms pinned to their sides and they couldn’t move. He started to open his mouth, and with a snap and pop, his jaw unhinged, allowing it to open much wider. The human whimpered as they saw the maw approach their face, saliva dripping from the fangs and tongue. They cried out as he closed it around their head, shutting his eyes as he took a deep swallow. He sighed through his nose, feeling them enter his throat as more and more of the human was pushed in and swallowed down. They were warm, and they tasted good too. He continued to gulp, uncoiling them and getting them in as fast as he could. Soon enough, only the human’s feet were left outside, and he easily swallowed them down as well, closing his lips and sealing them inside.

He sighed deeply as he felt them slide fully into his snake stomach, giving him a bit of strength to go off and find an actual meal. He could feel them squirming and struggling within him, and he felt… bad. He never felt like this when he’d eaten a human before…

“I- I helped you.”

He could hear the tears and a bit of anger in their voice and God, that made him feel worse.

“I said I wasn’t going to hurt you. I just… I was hungry so…”

“So you ate me. I should’ve known, I was so stupid not to expect this. You’re a snake. I’m just… snake food.”

“You’re not- no, you’re going to be fine. I’m just, I’m going to let you out, I just need to find something else to eat.”

They didn’t say anything else, no matter how much Billy would poke at them, say something to them, none of it worked and it made his chest tighten. He knew they were still alive, he could feel them breathing and he’d seen other nagas have live humans in their stomach for a lot longer. He supposed that eventually they might’ve passed out. From fear, exhaustion, he didn’t know, but it was probably for the best.

It felt weird though, having them in there. Sure, he’d eaten plenty of humans before, but he hadn’t ever eaten anything, let alone a human alive before. It felt odd as they moved about, even unconsciously, and the fact that he could feel their breathing. It was different. Not a bad feeling persay. It even felt kind of… good?

He shook his head and continued his search for the deer, a bit farther away now that he had that little snag. It didn’t take too long to find them though, Billy making sure he was downwind of the small group so as to not scare off his meal. He picked out one in particular, a fairly large buck that would definitely keep him full for a while, though he’d have to take the antlers off. He snuck slowly around a tree, in between bushes, directly behind the grazing animal. His tongue flickered out from between his lips, tasting the air and getting the animal’s scent. His mouth watered, and he crouched down, coiling himself up so he was ready to strike.

The buck leaned down to eat the grass once more and Billy took his opportunity. He leapt out of the bushes with a growl, grabbing onto the deer with his claws and quickly coiling tightly around it. He wrapped his arms around its neck and lunged down with his head, burying his fangs into its throat, delivering a dose of his deadly venom. He then leapt off of it, slithering a few feet away, watching as the animal struggled but eventually gave out, collapsing onto the ground within seconds. All the other deer had fled when they heard and saw the huge predator take down one of the strongest of the group.

He slithered up cautiously, making sure his meal was dead before starting to spit up the human, making room for the deer instead. It was a new experience for him, never really having to spit up prey after it’s been eaten. This isn’t prey, though, he has to remind himself, though it’s a strange thought to him. He managed to start getting the human out, using his stomach muscles to push them back up and he found it was easy after that, instincts taking over and helping to pull them the rest of the way. To say that getting them out of his mouth and throat was uncomfortable would be a bit of an understatement. It was weird, and not the most pleasant thing. He grabbed them in his hands and pulled them out gently, carefully laying them on the grass, still unconscious. He checked them over, tongue flicking and his ears listening for their breathing and heart. They were okay.

He went back over to the deer, looking down at it. He picked it up by the antlers, coiling around its neck and pulling hard on them. It didn’t take a whole lot for him then to give way and a loud crack sounded out. He tossed the broken antlers to the side, blood leaking from where they once were. His meal was ready to be eaten. He wrapped his tail around the buck, starting with its head. He stretched his mouth wide, unhinging his jaw and starting to shove it in, swallowing around his meal. He was used to this, so it didn’t take too long for the deer to make its way into his snake stomach. He sighed in satisfaction, feeling the warm meal fill him up. Then he remembered.

Billy quickly turned around, looking down at the human. He sighed, picking them up in his arms and holding them, one arm behind their knees and the other on their back, just under their neck. The human’s head hung down, as well as their arms, but they were only unconscious, Billy could still feel them breathing. They’d wake up soon. He slithered off, back into the woods, a little tired because of his full stomach and the warmth of the human but he pressed on.

Soon enough, he followed the scent back to his cave, slithering to the back of it and curling up on himself. He placed the human in the center of his coils, checking them over one more time just to make sure. They were still breathing and their heart had a steady beat. It was a little faster than his, but that might just be because they were smaller than him.

Billy lay down on top of his coils, looking down at the human with a contemplative look. Why didn’t he just eat them? Well, he did, but why not just keep them as his meal? Why did he spit them out and eat the deer instead? Maybe he could just… keep them until he got hungry again, then he could have them. But… he didn’t want to do that either. He didn’t want them to… he wanted them to be okay. He guessed that was why he even ate them. Sure he was hungry, but it also kept them safe. He still didn’t know why he did it though. Maybe it was because they weren’t mean.

The naga couldn’t help but feel the warmth from the human slowly seep onto his coils, the deer already having lost its own heat. He sighed, leaning further into his own tail, eyes slowly closing. Wait, no, he couldn’t fall asleep. The human was… they’d still be there, right? He’d feel it if they woke up. Plus he was so full. He was full and warm, both those things separately would make him tired, but combined? He didn’t stand a chance. He felt himself slowly start to drift off, the last thing he saw before closing his eyes one final time being the human, still unconscious in his tail.

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Y/n woke with a start, not knowing where they were. They felt something cold against their back, which was weird, but then it moved. They jumped, whipping around to see… a giant snake. A huge fucking snake. Then it hit them. They looked up, seeing the human half the snake-man had and they shrieked, the last thing they remembered being this thing having eaten them. They squirmed as they felt something move again, something that was very clearly inside the snake’s stomach.

They watched as the man woke up from the shriek and the squirming from them, his tail immediately starting to rattle. They squeezed their eyes shut when he did, shaking and just waiting for him to chow down on them again. But nothing happened. They opened their eyes again to see him almost right in front of them, causing them to flinch back. He was looking at them with what looked to be a mixture of confusion and worry.

“Sorry, forgot you were there… you were warm so I kinda fell asleep.”

“What?!”

“Well I- you were still asleep so I just put you there, and then you were warm so…”

“No, no, no… you ate me!”

“Oh. I spit you out though… I didn’t hurt you like I said.”

“But you…”

“I said I wasn’t going to hurt you, you’re okay. I found something else to eat.”

“Yeah, I-I felt that…”

“Oh. It’s a deer. And that must feel weird, sorry.”

“A little. But… I’m just dessert, aren’t I? And I helped you.”

They crossed their arms, angry but also terrified.

“I didn’t hurt you. I wasn’t going to either.”

“Don’t things that get eaten usually… you know…”

“Oh, yeah. Uhh… I didn’t bite you, if I want to actually eat something I have to kill it first, so I usually bite it.”

“I don’t understand…”

He sighs.

“If you’re still alive when I eat you, you’re safe. I can’t digest you. You would already have to be dead. Like the deer, I bit it first.”

“Oh.”

Y/n looked to the deer, then back up to him, their body relaxing a slight bit. They weren’t quite sure if they could believe him all the way, but he wasn’t hurting them now, so they tried to be calm.

“Okay, that’s… okay. How’s your tail?”

They were trying to steer the conversation in another direction, but they actually did want to see how he was doing. He looked over at his tail and they did as well, seeing the bandage on it. He tried to move it a bit, wincing and sucking in a quick breath through his teeth.

“Still hurts, but it’s probably better than it would be without you helping.”

“Can I see it?”

“Why?”

“I just want to see how it looks, and change the bandages.”

“Change them?“

“Yeah. You probably bled quite a bit, and we don’t want it to get infected or anything, right? Then we might have to cut it off.”

“What?! Cut it off! There’s nothing wrong its-“

Reader laughed.

“I was just joking. Now let me see it, okay? I’ll fix it up.”

He hesitantly gave them his tail, slowly moving the portion that was injured onto their lap so they could look at it. Y/n took it and started to unwrap the bandages, taking the band-aid off first and setting it aside. Underneath, there was a whole lot of dried blood all over his scales, as well as in and around the wound. It looked like it’d stopped bleeding though, so that was good, and it seemed to be scabbing over quickly.

“Wait, where’s my bag?” They asked.

“Here.”

The snake man picked the bag up and brought it over to them, watching as they dug the first aid kit. They grabbed out the peroxide as well as clean bandages and a cloth to wipe the blood. They also got out that shirt, the one that they gave him last time. It was certainly ruined by now, so it didn’t really matter what else he did to it.

“Here, you can have this again in case you need it.”

He took the shirt with a nod, watching what they were doing with his tail. They looked up at him, making sure he was okay before uncapping the dark brown bottle, starting to pour the contents all over the wound and dried blood. They watched as he dug his claws into their shirt and winced, but didn’t make any moves to stop them. They sighed in relief and continued, taking the clean cloth and using it to wipe both the blood and the peroxide off. After it was properly cleaned and disinfected, they grabbed the bandages, starting to wrap them around his tail.

“That too tight?” They asked, looking up at him.

“It’s fine.” He said.

“Okay.”

They finished wrapping it up, sealing it once more with a little pink bandage.

“Sorry, this is the only color I have.”

“I don’t care. It’s small.”

“Alright. Feeling better?”

“Little bit. Uh, thanks, though. For helping me. You didn’t have to.”

They looked up to him, not expecting a thanks from the grumpy snake.

“Oh! It was no problem, I just can’t stand seeing animals in pain… not that you’re an animal, I don't like seeing people hurt either.”

“That’s… good. It’s good it was you, any other humans probably wouldn’t have helped.”

“I dunno, some probably would’ve.”

He sneered a bit, clearly unbelieving of them.

“No they wouldn’t have.”

“O-oh. Well, umm, you’re pretty cool, y’know?”

“What?”

“You’re cool.”

“Yeah, I mean I guess I would be since I’m cold-blooded-“

They laughed.

“No, no, I mean cool, like you’re a snake… I like snakes. What are you, exactly?”

“Oh. You do? I thought humans hated snakes. And I’m a naga.”

“A naga, huh? And a lot of us actually like snakes. I used to have a pet snake, she was nice. Not as big as you, of course, but I liked having her.”

“A pet snake?!”

“Oh! Wow, that must be weird for you. I mean, like, a regular snake, the animal, not like you.”

“Oh. I didn’t know humans had snakes as pets.”

“Some do. It’s considered more of an unusual pet, a lot wouldn’t.”

“Hm.”

“Soo, you said you were cold-blooded, right? That's so cool! I guess you’re more like a reptile then… What other things can you do like a snake? I mean I know how you eat of course…”

“Yeah, uh… I guess I shed like one?”

“Oh, really? Is it like.. all in one go, or is it in pieces, or…?”

“Oh, uhh… all in one go, mostly. We shed once a year. The tail comes off all in one, and then the spots on our upper bodies that need to shed.”

“We? There’s… more of you?”

“Yeah. Three more. There’s my little sister, Max, and then there’s Steve and Eddie. You don’t have to worry about them, though. They’re idiots.”

“Oh, you have a sister?”

“Yeah. You sure ask a lot of questions, don’t you?”

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to bother you. It’s just, I mean never in my life did I think I’d find something like you, y’know? You always ready the stories about dragons and princesses and whatnot, but only in fairy tales.”

“I’m not a dragon.”

They laughed.

“You’re not, no. But you’re similar! I mean you’re both reptiles, right?“

“I guess.”

“This is just so cool. To find something like you and then just… have a conversation like we are. It’s so surreal.”

“Yeah? You think I’m cool? I thought you’d be afraid, y’know?”

“Oh, it’s still scary, but not as much. You’re not doing anything mean or hurting me.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Oh, wait. Duh, silly me. I never asked your name. Mine’s y/n.”

“Oh. Uh, Billy.”

“Billy, huh? Nice na-“

They were cut off when a new voice sounded in the cave, Billy quickly grabbing them and shoving them underneath his tail, covering them up with his massive coils.

“Billy, who are you talking to in here?”

“No one, fuck off.”

“Wow, okay. I literally just came in and asked a question.”

“Don’t you ever, I don’t know, announce your presence before just barging in?”

Y/n shifted slightly in the coils, their leg in an uncomfortable position. The coils on top of them were heavy, and a portion of them was crushing their leg.

“What do you have?”

“What the hell do you mean?”

“I just saw your tail move.”

“I just ate, Maxine. What the hell do you think it is?”

“What’s on your tail?”

“There’s nothing on my tail.”

“Really? Because I think I’d have remembered if you had white scales.”

“It’s just something that got stuck to me while I was hunting. Didn’t have a chance to take it off because you just fucking barged in here.”

There was a pause, they assumed the other person that came in was probably his sister, another naga. She was probably assessing the situation, looking at her brother. They held their breath.

“Whatever. You better tell me why you’re acting so weird tomorrow.”

“I’m not acting weird!”

“Yeah, okay.”

The naga waited a few more seconds, making sure his sister was gone before moving his tail off of y/n, causing them to let out a breath of air, quickly breathing in after. They were no longer weighed down by both the heavy coils, and the deer inside of them.

“Oh, are you okay? I wasn’t hurting you, was I?”

“No, no. It’s just… you’re really heavy, especially with the deer.”

“Sorry, that was my sister.”

“I figured as much. It’s okay.”

They continued to just breathe for a bit, now being able to better. They then looked outside, seeing that the sun was going down and it was starting to get a bit dark. They slumped a bit, knowing they had to start heading home. They were tired anyway, was it really that late? Maybe they’d be able to come back tomorrow, and possibly bring him something to eat for breakfast, if he was even hungry. He did have that deer.

“Oh, it’s getting late… I should probably head home. I really hope I wasn’t bothering you.”

They began to get up, making their way towards the entrance when they felt a hand grab their arm. They let out a little squeak, looking back at the naga.

“What is it?”

“You… you can stay here if you want. For the night.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, I mean I know we just slept a bit, but it was only for an hour or two.”

“You want me to stay?”

“Only if you want. You don’t have to… but you’re warm.”

“Oooh, I see. You want your own personal heater.”

“Whatever. You don’t have to stay, it was just a suggestion.”

“I’m joking with you. I’ll stay. Long as you don’t eat me in my sleep or something.”

“What? No, I’m not-“

“It was a joke! I know you’re not.”

“Oh.”

Billy slithered over to a corner with what looked to be covered with soft leaves and other things that might make it a comfortable spot. He curled up on top, resting on top of his coils and looking over at them expectantly.

“This is where I usually sleep. Uh… make yourself comfortable I guess.”

“Oh, okay.”

They walked over to the naga, sitting on the edge of the leaf bed. Billy rolled his eyes.

“You can get closer. I don’t bite.” He said with a grin.

“Right, yeah.”

They stepped closer, sitting on the leaves and laying against his coils. They sighed, feeling the coolness of them against their skin, shifting ever so slightly. They jumped a bit when the end of his tail started slowly wrapping around them.

“What are you doing?”

“Oh. Didn’t realize I was doing it. You’re warm.”

“Ah, of course.”

They let him wrap his tail slowly around their body, yelping a bit when he pulled them closer. They knew it didn’t mean anything, or at least it probably didn’t. He was just using them for their warmth, which was fair. He was cold-blooded after all, and they did say that they’d stay for the night. Plus he wasn’t human, so they didn’t even know if human things meant the same. They shook the thoughts out of their head, just focusing on getting comfortable within the snake-man’s coils. He was already asleep, so it wasn’t like they had much else to do. They closed their eyes, letting out a sigh and falling asleep for the second time with the naga.

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