I see tons and tons of posts about being swallowed but almost none about being chewed. As a predator thats like my favorite part 🤤 prey belong in between my teeth before my tummy. Does anyone else feel like this or am I a weirdo?!?!

Would be very grateful! About how to upload images and commissions here.

I like the way they stretch my belly out to the extreme!

From my perspective, it’s hard to understand since being a pred doesn’t turn me on at all. I am curious to learn why preds like being preds! I love the thought of being insignificant to a higher being. I love social classes. I would love to be eaten by someone more attractive, smarter, and better-looking. I love viewing the situation as if my only purpose of being born was for them to have a small snack. I want to be purchased like food at a supermarket or delivered like fast food. I want to belong to them and be considered only their food. to become their nutrients, and eventually, toilet contents they flush and forget about. For a pred, I guess it’s the opposite. But my mind can’t comprehend this well, so I hope to hear from some preds! Thank you :3

I’m trynna find an artist and I know one comic form them.

The comic is about a fox lady who swallowed a guard as she got caught and told to not do it again. She than ask the guard if she could also eat the female guard who the male guard was with. Than took the female guard into an alley as she removed her clothes and than eat the female guard adding 2 females in her fox body I remember them being on aryion but I can’t find them anymore

I remember in Devil May Cry 4 there was a boss in the form of a huge frog with decoys in the form of beautiful girls. Honestly... I loved losing to this boss. Especially as Lady. I would let the decoys kiss and freeze her so that the boss could pounce and swallow Lady. I loved imagining that after defeat he would absorb her, make her a new decoy, or just leave her in captivity of his insides for her impudence...

Do you have any games where you also let enemies devour your characters?

My answer below as prey

Like the title said I am looking for vore works taking place in the workplace wether it be a job about vore or a job were the boss eats the employees idc just show me what you got.

Hey all,

Just curious about what everyone's answer would be. But who is that person that you know and knows you're into vore that you'd love to vore or be vored by?

Whether it's a partner, friend, etc?

Give plenty of detail on what you would want!

Looking to do a quick $10 coloured sketch to get an adoptable! Contact me @ Tanqerinez on discord!

The Trio

WARNING: this story contains hard vore and distressing content near the end.

Kessa: 2'6” red skinned kobold female, large breasts and curvy body, 2’ long whip-like tail with a gold ring at the end Elm: 3'4” female halfling, tan, freckled skin and deep brown hair, petitely build but curvy as well Garla: 6'11” female dragonborn barbarian, dark green scales, spike mane of horns for hair, stacked and muscular with a long crocodilian tail

The door slammed shut as Elm jumped through, the chamber beyond suddenly illuminated by glowing runes on the walls.

“Shit, it's a trap!” growled Garla, brandishing her twin fighting axes as she swept the small room, towering over her two companions.

Elm raised her hands, casting detection spells on the door and walls around them. “You didn't touch anything, right?” she asked, throwing an accusatory glance at the Kobold across the room.

Kessa grinned sheepishly, turning away from the large treasure chest against the wall. “I was just taking a peek, I swear!” she exclaimed in a husky voice, raising her hands in her defense before throwing a wink at Garla. The busty little kobold was dressed in a ragged black half cloak covering her leather armor, daggers and pouches hanging across her sizable chest and hips. Her long tail swished as she turned back to the locked metal chest.

Garla looked down at her, rolling her eyes, then over at Elm. “Any ideas on how to get out of her?” she asked as she walked over to the stone door. “I'm gonna guess this thing is locked now, and of course there's no handle in here…” she said as she sheathed her axes and palmed at the door.

It was indeed locked, but as she and Elm examined its surface, they both noticed that the carvings on the door began to morph and swirl, eventually settling on a thre-framed depiction of a dragon devouring a smaller figure, the figure curled up within the dragons stomach and then the dragon passing out of an open door. “Huh. That's kinda…blunt.” Garla said, placing a large clawed hand on the top of Elm's head.

“You can't be serious…” Elm said as she stepped back to get a clear line of sight to Garla's horned head past her enormous leather-clad breasts. “Who saved your ass when Kessa triggered that poison gas trap a week ago? Who purified our food after Kessa busted that bottle of poison in your pack back in the Stranglethorn? You can't possibly be thinking of eating me to open this door.”

“Relax babe, I was only kidding.” Garla grinned down at her little friend. “I'm sure we can find a way out of here, we've got supplies and I've got these.” she said, flexing her arms. “If we've gotta bust through the wall, I'll do it.”

“Your thoughts, Kessa?” Elm asked, walking over to the Kobold. She was busily fiddling her lockpicks into the front of the chest, her tail swishing as she worked, her round rump bouncing with every movement.

“I'll have it open in a moment!” Kessa cried, fully engrossed in her task.

“Not the chest, the door you nut!” Garla laughed as she grabbed Kessa by her tail and yanked her off her feet. The little kobold let out a startled yelp as she found herself dangling upside down, kicking her clawed reptilian feet and swiping at Garla's face. “Put me down you big lizard!” she exclaimed, “I din't do nutthin!”

Garla swept Kessa up into her arms, cradling the smaller reptilian like a child as she turned towards Elm by the door. “You can get back to the treasure in a minute, gotta figure this shit out first babe.” she said, settling into a crouch so she was almost on the same level as the druid.

“There's a force cage around this room. I think it was triggered when it sensed that we were all inside, it wasn't something Kessa did.” she explained, gesturing at the door. “Finally, I'm not to blame!” said Kessa, snuggling into Garla's bosom.

“But this imagery is concerning. It changed from just a stone door to…this.” she said, running her hand over the carvings. Kessa’s eyes widened as she leaned forwards in Garla's arms to examine the images on the door.

“No fookin way, it wants me to eat someone?!?” she explained, while Garla let out a scoff. “I think that's supposed to be me, kid.” the dragonborn said, “And this is one of you two.” she said as she pointed to the smaller figure who was depicted as being halfway through the dragon's jaws in the first image.

“Oh…so it wants you to choose one of us to eat then?” Kessa asked, rolling back against Garla's chest to look up at the barbarian. “Yeah babe, it's some kinda cruel test I think.” Garla replied, pulling the Kobold tighter tk her chest. “I think we can do it without like…actually killing you though. What do you think, Elm?"

“Wait, why me?” Kessa asked, kicking her feet out to land on the floor in front of her two companions. “You both decided without even asking me?” The little kobold shoved between Elm and Garla and stomped across the small room to slump against the wall next to the treasure chest.

Garla watched her go, then looked back at Elm, clocking her head.

“You can't eat me, Garla. You have to eat Kessa. I can heal her after you spit her out once this door opens.” Elm explained, gesturing from the door, to their friend sitting against the wall. Kessa glowered, pouting and looking away. “I always get blamed for this shit. I didn't get us trapped in here but now I have to pay for it?”

“I'll spit you out once we get out of here. I promise!” Garla said as she rose to walk over, then sat down next to her diminutive companion, laying her arm across the little lizard-girls shoulders. “I don't wanna get eaten! Eat Elm, she'll go down easier!” she said, grabbing at her leather-clad breasts. “You'll probably choke on these!”

It was true, while Kessa was shorter than Elm by almost a foot, she was much curvier, with large breasts for her size and wide hips and full strong thighs. Even her tail was girthy, thick with muscle and a little pudge as it wrapped around her feet where she sat.

“We need Elm out here to heal you, we only have two potions left and might need them to get out of this dungeon when we're done here. If I swallow her and she's burned by my stomach, we'll be fucked if that spider comes back in the antechamber before the exit!”

Kessa pouted, looking away with her chin resting on her shoulder as she hugged her knees. She huffed and sighed, looking around the room, from the door to Elm, then up into Garla's golden reptilian eyes. “Fine…but make it quick. I don't mind it when you eat me out but this is a little extreme for even my tastes.” she muttered as she accepted her fate.

Kessa stood and began undressing, laying her black half cloak on the ground and then piling her belts, pouches and weapons on top of it before peeling off her leather bustier and loincloth. She stretched, limbering up as she saw Garla doing the same, taking her own belts and studded leather curiass off.

“Why are you-” she began to ask before Garla interrupted her, “You're a bit bigger than my usual lunch, babe. I don't want to bust a seam!” she said as her enormous breasts bounced free from her top. She threw the garment and belts off with Kessa’s gear and then scooped the little Kobold up into her arms. “How do you wanna do this? Feet or face first?” she grinned a mouthful of sharp dragon teeth.

“Garla I don't want you to eat me at all!” Kessa said, her voice quivering. “I want you to break down that door and get us out of here the way you usually do!” She was on the verge of tears now, trembling in the larger woman's arms. Her shuddering breath caused Garla's breasts to jiggle and then bulge as she was pulled into a tight embrace.

“I…I don't want to do this either, love. But-” she said, looking over at Elm for approval, ”we're locked in here. And that picture on the door shows me eating you. The longer we've been here the more detailed it's gotten, it's got to be the only way out of here.” Elm nodded, walking over to the two and leaning in to be pulled into the group hug.

The image on the door had indeed grown more detailed as time had gone on. The dragon figure had rows of jagged spines for hair and saw-teeth running down it's tail, much Garla. And the smaller figure now sported a long tail of its own and hindlimbs just like Kessa’s.

“I'll do everything I can to get you out and healed up as fast as possible. This is a dumb old trap that is meant to turn parties against each other. We're just lucky that Garla is big enough to eat either of us, and I have enough healing magic left to fix you up afterwards.”

“OK…I guess we have no other choice.” Kessa said, her voice partially muffled by a faceful of Garla's breasts. “Just no teeth, OK?” Elm stepped back as Garla sat up, and turned Kessa to face her. “I love you babe, we'll get through this and crack that chest to split the loot in no time.” She held the Kobold out, sitting her in her lap before pinning her arms to her sides, licking her lips and lifting her to her face.

Garla kissed Kessa, long and deep, her tongue exploring Kessa’s mouth for a moment before yawning her own mouth open and shoving Kessa’s face in. Her cheeks stifled the startled yelp the little kobold let out as the dragonborn's jaws engulfed her head. “W-wait! I've changed my mind!” Kessa cried into Garla's throat as she was bodily lifted from her lap.

Garla tightened her grip around Kessa's arms and waist, ensuring the struggling girl wouldn't wriggle out of her grasp as she braced herself, and swallowed as she tipped her head back. The Kobold's kicking feet raised into the air as her tail whipped, but her head slipped over Garla's tongue and into her throat as her shoulders pressed against the corners of the dragonborn's lips.

Tears welling in her eyes, Garla gulped again, flexing her jaws as Kessa’s breasts hung down over her lower lips. Her mouth was full of her friend and companion's upper chest and neck, and as she gulped, she felt her lips stretch as they slipped over Kessa’s shoulders, her fangs digging into the soft scales of the little Kobold's breasts as they began to slip into her mouth. Kessa winced and whined, but her cries were deafened by the mass of Garla's body.

The door and runes on the wall seemed to pulse in time with Kessa's heartbeat, but she couldn't see this as her vision was filled with nothing but the dragonborn's throat. She mewled, crying and kicking but knew it was in vain as she felt another powerful gulp and gasped as her breasts were raked over by Garla's sharp fangs, then were gathered against her tongue and molars as her chest fully entered the dragonborn's mouth.

Kessa could hear her friend's heart pounding in her chest as she slid lower in Garla's throat, her waist and hips entering her mouth as she swallowed strongly again. Garla's throat was tight, but slicked with slippery saliva as it constricted around Kess's head and throat, flaring out as her shoulders forced their way down as well.

Kess's breasts and chest were next, forced into Garla's throat by sheer strength as the dragonborn pressed with a hand firmly on the Kobold's ass and rolled her strong tongue behind them. Gulping, the two soft orbs were sucked into her gullet only to bulge obscenely in Garla's neck, causing Elm to blush from where she was watching near her companions outstretched feet.

Elm had been silently watching as Garla devoured Kessa, a strange warmth growing in her groin as she nervously observed her large friend swallow her smaller one. Kessa’s breasts bulging obviously in Garla's throat turned her on for some reason, and watching as they were slowly squished and disappeared as they slipped past her flexing collarbones as she swallowed the helpless girl deeper made her tremble with nervous, guilty arousal.

Kessa's hips and ass were stretching their way through Garla's lips, and as her sex slid over the dragonborn's tongue, she couldn't help but taste the warm mound of flesh. Her tongue instinctively pressed up into Kessa's labia, parting the flesh and finding her bulging clit. Kessa gasped, her breath hot and rasping in the tight confines of Garla's throat as she felt the predator who was devouring her pausing for one last taste. The two reptilian humanoids had been lovers and adventuring companions for years. Through thick and thin, they'd made it out of every dungeon and dangerous adventure they'd been on. Kessa just hoped that this wasn't the last time she'd feel the strong, velvety warmth of Garla's tongue in her sex.

The moment of pleasure was over far too quickly. Garla felt herself gagging from the pause in swallowing, and forged another strong gulp. She cringed against the pain as she felt Kessa’s hips stretching her jaws and then throat to their limit. Kessa gasped as she felt herself suddenly slip, and she began to slide quickly downwards, squeezing through into Garla's stomach.

Kessa's hips slid through Garla's throat, and as her legs began to disappear into her mouth, the Kobold found herself curling into a ball within the slimy, sticky-sweet smelling confines of the dragonborn's stomach. With one last swallow and a long slurp of her tail, Garla finished eating Kessa, and felt the little kobold sliding into place in her now bulging belly.

Kessa's dark vision only showed her her slimy, dripping surroundings. Her tail slithered out of the tightening sphincter at the top of the fleshy organ, which clenched shut above her. She panted, feeling Garla shift as she sat up, rising to her knees to feel the weight of her friend in her stomach.

“Can you hear me in there?” Garla's voice seemed to boom from above her as she looked down at her bulging stomach. Kessa jumped, then squirmed as she tried to get comfortable, slowly forced into the fetal position. “Yeah, is the door open yet?” she asked nervously, her body slowly beginning to be covered in the slime oozing and dripping from the walls of her living prison.

“Not yet…” Garla said as she rose to her feet, her stomach sloshing and bouncing as she stood and walked to the door. Kessa's voice was barely audible as she replied,” What do you mean? I'm in here…it should be opening, right?”

Garla and Elm stared at the door. The image on it looked the same, except for one small change. The figure inside the dragon in the second image was a skeleton now.

“Wh-what…I can't. I can't leave her in there…” Garla whispered, more to herself than Elm or Kessa.” What was that?” Kessa asked, squirming more as she began to feel a tingling warmth spreading across her body. “What's going on, guys?!?” she begged.

Elm stared slack-jawed at the door. “It wants you to digest her.” she said in a hushed voice. “OK, fuck that. Spit her up and we'll find another way to get her out.” Garla nodded and said, “OK Kessa, plan B. You're coming out now!” as she shoved her middle and ring finger down her throat.

Nothing happened.

Garla paused, pushing again, but felt nothing. No gag, no heaving motion of her stomach as her body responded as it naturally would. She'd made herself throw up before, and knew how it would feel, but she felt numbed, like her throat was full of cotton. “Elm, something's wrong.” she said, forgetting to whisper as she felt Kessa suddenly shift in her stomach.

“What's going on?!?” Kessa cried, struggling and pushing at the walls of Garla's gut. Her mind raced as she felt her skin began to sting in places, especially her rump and groin as the slimy fluid oozing from the walls pooled around her. “GUYS?!?” she screamed, clawing now at the flesh around her. Her sharp claws, which could tear a foes throat out in a single swipe, dragged over the soft, slimy flesh as if they were blunt wood against a stone wall. The little Kobold's eyes went wide with fright as the horror of her fate truly sank in.

Garla felt and heard her stomach rumble, gurgling as Kessa screamed. She cried, kicked, clawed and bit, but Garla could barely feel it. Her stomach jiggled and wobbled, and she and Elm could hear Kessa’s pleas and cries as they grew more frantic, and then pained, but there was nothing they could do. They mused about cutting Garla open to free Kessa, but the two meager health potions and few healing magics Elm had left couldn't heal such a grievous wound. Eventually Garla slumped against the wall, clutching her stomach and sobbing as Elm did her best to comfort her, as they both felt Kessa continue to struggle in vain.

HORROR & DISTRESS WARNING

!Unbeknownst to them, Garla hugging her belly forced Kessa to be fully enveloped by the undulating folds of her stomach, causing the caustic digestive fluids to be massaged more thoroughly over her body. The little kobold coughed and sputtered pathetically as she struggled, her face and body doused in the acidic slime. She cried, feeling every inch of her body burning as she was digested alive. When she opens her eyes, they burned. Rubbing them made it worse. When she cried, her mouth filled with the stuff, gagging her and burning her tongue. Gasping and spitting caused her to inhale it, causing her to cough and choke. She screamed, agony wracking her body as her scales began to fail her, the beautiful red flakes peeling off as the walls of the stomach continued their merciless assault on her flesh.!<

Garla shuddered, feeling the disturbing weight and fullness of her stomach, feeling it churn as Kess continued to struggle. Her mind was blank. She'd desperately tried to think of how to get her friend, her lover, her adventuring companion out of this situation, but nothing seemed to come to her. No potion, no spell or magician weapon that they possessed would help here. Garla sobbed, burying her face in Elm's small shoulder as she felt a great thrashing within her gut, then sudden stillness.

HARD VORE WARNING

!Kessa fought. She screamed and coughed, clawing at the fire around her. She was blind now, and every breath was agony. Her skin was gone, muscle and bone exposed directly to the acids of Garla's stomach. She felt a strange popping sensation and slosh against her legs as her abdomen burst, her intestines and other organs pouring out into her lap. Her sex was gone, along with her ass, feet and most of her tail, digested down to the bone. She'd felt it all, the unbearable torture of being worn away by acid cell by cell. She quivered, the fight finally going out of her as her body failed, her guts and chest cavity now awash with digestive juices, her heart fluttering and finally trembling to a stop as the caustic slurry sloshed over it. Kessa fully collapsed, her limp body forced into a ball as the walls of the stomach pushed in without resistance.!<

Elm held the dragonborn's head, both of their faces streaked with tears as they felt the fight go out of their friend. She turned, looking up past Garla's shoulders to the door, pleading for it to open.

It did not.

It also did not show anyone other than a dragonborn leaving on its carved surface.

The characters belongs to mallythearflin, toxic umbreon. This YCH is available! All details here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58990114 or you can message me~

Hello all! First post in r/vore but I am looking to start writing and posting more stories. This is a preview of the first story I’ve written (not sure about any rules limiting post lengths; my writing gets lengthy). Looking for feedback or criticisms, and maybe posting the remainder of the story depending on interest.

story preview contains oral vore, F/M, same size, unwilling prey, implied digestion**** Calvin coughed a bit, trying to clear his throat as he looked around the huge dining room at the rest of the guests who hadn’t seemed to pay him any mind. He coughed again and tried to swallow, doing his best to remain calm but of course the lack of oxygen and feeling of helplessness did not make that easy. He pounded his chest with a fist trying to dislodge the piece of food that had gotten stuck. He coughed again, this time standing and leaning over a bit to try to make some progress. A few of the other patrons began to take notice as the young mans face grew red. He looked around with panic and desperation at the restaurant goers when suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around his torso. A few hard, quick thrusts later and the small piece of sushi that was causing the issue was cleared. Calvin gasped for air, thankful that he once again had the opportunity to. He raised a hand to his throat and as he caught his breath he turned to see his savior.

       There she stood, smiling softly at him as he looked her up and down. He gasped a bit more finally finding the words he was looking for “You saved me, thank you!” He exclaimed. The dining room erupted with applause and cheers as Calvin held a hand out to the woman. Lexie reciprocated and extended a well manicured hand grasping his firmly and shaking. She was rather large, both in stature and build; standing a couple inches taller than him at 5’11” and had a few pounds on him. Her body was very much hourglass shaped with broad shoulders that supported her ample breasts, tapering into a slightly thinner waist that had a bit of a pudgy tummy protruding from the front before once again widening to her voluptuous hips, rear, and thick, soft looking thighs.  Her pale face framed by her raven black wavy hair showed him a smile. Calvin realized while she shook his hand that he was very much attracted to this woman. Her lips parted as she smiled wider and revealed her perfect white teeth which separated as she started to speak “Oh it’s no problem at all!” She said cheerfully “My name is Lexie, it’s a pleasure to meet, and save you” He stared into her hazel green eyes cracking a smile at her joke and replied “well my names Calvin and the pleasure is all mine, seriously I was kind of just dying. Would you like to join me for lunch? It’s on me” he grinned as she giggled and sat in the chair he had pulled out for her. 

        The lunch would in fact be on neither of the two as they were on an all inclusive cruise ship but Lexie appreciated the joke and the two began to talk. “So, you’re Calvin and you are a professional choker I’d guess?” she snickered at her own joke. Calvins cheeks flushed red a bit as he couldn’t help but be a little embarrassed. With a smile he replied “well I’m more of an amateur, I’d say choking is more of a hobby for me but I’m glad I give the impression of a pro. Honestly I usually just do it to meet women” the two laughed, the awkwardness of their introduction seeming to fade away. “Well, it’s a good ice breaker that’s for sure. So, other than gasping for air, what are you doing on this cruise?” Lexie asked smiling with a wink. “Oh, well it’s mostly a choking vacation, I’ve always wanted to choke in Bermuda so I figured why not take a cruise there” he joked, eliciting another laugh from the girl. She brushed her hair over her shoulder and reveled a bit more of her bosom. Her large breasts were pushed up by the white cutoff overalls that she wore, beneath the straps a pink and blue tie dye tank top. “I’m kidding, I am actually here by myself like a weirdo. I decided to take a vacation from work spontaneously and I’m not much for flying” he added “how about yourself?”. She raised her eyebrows “A weirdo? Well then, I suppose I’m a weirdo too, because I am also on this cruise alone. Maybe we can be weirdos together?” Lexie said with a mischievous grin adding another wink as the two continued their lunch.

         Calvin and Lexie talked for a long while, finishing their food but not leaving the table until the staff asked them to leave so they could clean up for dinner service. They were getting along really well and Lexie seemed to be enjoying Calvin as much as he was enjoying her. They ended up at one of the many bars on the massive ship and after a few drinks the conversation was still going strong, and getting a bit more flirtatious. “So, a guy as funny and interesting as you, surely there’s a girlfriend that you forgot to bring along?” Lexie asked. Calvin, feeling the effects of the drinks smiled sheepishly as his quick wit had diminished slightly as his level of drunkenness had increased “oh that’s right, I forgot about her!” He smirked and shook his head “no no, there’s no girlfriend waiting for this sailor. Actually my ex and I split up about 4 months ago. How about you? No Mr. Lexie waiting for us to get back into port?” Lexie chuckled at the silly sentiment “nope there’s no ‘Mr. Lexie’ anywhere, at least not one that I’m aware of! And I’m sorry to hear about your girlfriend, I guess she didn’t know what she had.”

         She wrapped her luscious red lips around her straw and took a deep draw from her glass. Calvin nodded “thanks, it was kind of a tough breakup but I’m doing a bit better now. I’m glad I met you, I was sort of starting to regret the solo vacation. Hey speaking of, if you’re up for it we could grab some dinner? It’s getting to be about that time.” Lexie sucked down the last of her drink and looked at Calvin with a glint in her eyes. She placed a hand on his chest and leaned in close to whisper in his ear “how about we skip dinner and go to my room for dessert and I’ll help you forget all about little miss what’s her name?” Lexie’s warm breath gently blowing in his ear and nice scent had quite the affect on Calvin as she sat back and smiled seductively at him. He simply nodded quickly, both surprised by her forwardness as well as by the fact that his feelings of attraction were clearly not unreciprocated. The couple stood, Lexie taking Calvins hand in her own as they placed their glasses down on the bar and she glanced over her shoulder “follow me then sailor.” Calvin very happily obliged and the two headed for Lexie’s stateroom. 

       Lexie swung the door open and basically pulled Calvin into the room, turning and pushing the door closed then backing the drunk man up to the bed. She gently pushed him onto the bed and turned to lock the door. Calvin couldn’t help but stare at her behind, the cut off overalls were not hiding a whole lot back there as they were definitely cut short. Lexie came back and placing a knee on either side of Calvins hips she sat in his lap and he looked up at the beautiful woman locking eyes. They kissed deeply and passionately as Lexie squeezed Calvin tight to her soft body. He held his hands on her cheeks and could taste the alcohol on her breath as the two locked lips and started getting their tongues involved. 

        Lexie pulled back first “undress, down to the boxers, now” she demanded as she stood again, pulling the straps of her overalls off and dropping them to the ground. She stepped out of them as Calvin lifted his shirt over his head and stood to drop his board shorts to the ground. Lexie kicked off her sandals and pulled off her tank top while moving toward Calvin. Her enormous tits hung loose on her chest and Calvin very clearly noticed. A bulge grew in his boxers as the pantie clad Lexie practically tackled him onto the bed. 

         Calvin laid back beneath the larger woman and they once again began making out. “Fuck you taste so good” she whispered to him between their deep breaths and passionate kissing, her hips grinding into his feeling his erection through his boxers. “Th-thank you” Calvin replied, in turn the warmth and humidity coming from Lexie’s lady bits emanated through her panties and made his erection only grow stronger. Lexie pulled back once again and held her hands on Calvins chest pinning him to the bed as they locked eyes again. Her green eyes looked slightly different though. Maybe it was the lighting but Calvin definitely noticed a difference. Just then, her bare tummy that bulged over her panties emitted a low, rolling grumble that caught his attention. He grinned as he looked up at her “heh maybe skipping dinner wasn’t the best idea” he teased Lexie “getting hungry?” She licks her lips while staring right into his eyes and a small bead of saliva escapes from the corner of her lips, dripping onto Calvins cheek “starving, good thing I’m not skipping dessert~” she replies, a serious tone taking over her voice. 

         Calvin reached up to wipe the drool off his cheek as he looked up at the suddenly very serious woman that had him pinned to the bed. “Dessert huh, well if you’re talking about what I think you are...dessert will be delicious” Calvin said with a grin. Lexie laughed, nodding slowly as she looked down at Calvin “it most certainly will be!” She leaned down again toward his face. This time instead of a kiss she opened her mouth as she approached. In what felt like the blink of an eye and a quick flash of white teeth, red lips, and pink gums Calvins entire world got very humid, dark, and slimy. Lexie had instead of kissing him engulfed his entire head into her mouth. 

       With her meal started Lexie allowed her tongue to slide all over Calvins head. Inside of her mouth Calvin was confused and shocked, unsure of where he was or what happened. The hot breath of his date mingled with the smell of alcohol disoriented him a bit more as Lexie’s probing tongue lifted his chin to stare right into the dark red opening at the back of her throat. With the start of her dessert thoroughly coated in the slick saliva Lexie grabbed firmly on Calvins biceps and pushed him further into her maw until his face touched the opening to her esophagus. For a moment everything was still, the sound of rushing air filled Calvins ears as Lexie took a deep breath and then a loud swallow sounded and the opening at the tip of his nose expanded, engulfing his head completely while Lexie’s lips slid down and around his shoulders. 

    Lexie placed a hand on her throat, the very clear bulge caused by her foods head outlined his facial features through her pale skin. Before Calvin could react another rippling gulp erupted around him, dragging more of the man into the maw. Lexie’s eyes rolled back as the bulge that was Calvins head slipped behind her collar bone and disappeared behind her massive knockers. His shoulders now entered her smooth gullet and her lips pinned the upper parts of his arms to his sides. Her tongue lapped at his bare chest, small strands of drool starting to slide down his body as his predator now stood up to leave him sitting and bent toward her on the bed. Lexie paused and gathered Calvins butt in her hands, one cheek in each hand as she prepared for a monstrous gulp. The peristaltic movements of her throat combined with the lifting of her prey from his rear end allowed for Calvins shoulders and chest to follow his head down and slip past her expanding collar bone and behind her rib cage as another tremendous swallow pulled the clueless Calvin in so her lips rested just above his hips.

      Calvins brief trip down her gullet was tight and slippery, his head reaching a blockage in the tube he traversed temporarily before it relaxed and allowed his head to pop into Lexie’s stomach. Calvin hung upside down, half in and half out of the woman as his hair dangled off the top of his head soaking with saliva. The blood rushed to his head and his heart beat in his ears quickly, in contrast a steady echo of Lexie’s heart relaxed and slow thudded around him. He called out “Lexie?!” To which she did not respond. She was a lady and knew how rude it was to speak with your mouth full. Calvin though, did not know how rude it was to resist the dinner plans Lexie had made and finally getting his wits about him, began to squirm with his body compressed tightly in her throat. From his neck down to his waist was held firmly in place. His legs that stuck out of her lips on the other hand flailed wildly. The corners of Lexie’s mouth curled into a smile as much as they could as she loved when her food fought back. Wrangling his legs she held his knees and lifted her head high, allowing gravity, her throat, her hands, and Calvins pointless struggles to aid her in ingesting him. Another powerful swallow and Calvins still very erect member that was threatening to break through his boxers dragged over the slick tongue and vanished into her throat as she gulped down his hips and thighs. 

        Lexie’s lips contracted a bit as the widest part of her meal was now comfortably sliding down her throat. She watched as her gut began to bulge a bit from Calvins head, shoulders and chest entering her stomach. She placed a hand on the smooth soft skin and strolled into her bathroom, loving to watch herself eat. While Calvins legs from the knees down kicked weakly she could hear his muffled shouts from her midsection. Slowly she let her lips creep over his knees and start sliding down his calves. The smile stayed as she pulled her lips back and gently gripped her meal with her white teeth, teasing him while he disappeared slowly. Soon all that was left of Calvin was his feet, weakly twitching in protest as the rest of him was restrained in her body. She opened her mouth wide and allowed his feet to slide onto her tongue. She looked into the back of her own throat where all of him had gone and winked at herself. She smiled and with her mouth open she swallowed one final time. Calvin felt the last swallow as Lexie watched her throat very slowly drag the last of her meal away. His toes wriggled as finally her meal completely disappeared from her mouth. A few strands of saliva dropped from the roof of her mouth and she closed her maw, still grinning. The bulge Calvins feet made followed the rest of him, once again disappearing behind her chest, her fingers following it down as it reappeared below her rib cage on her belly. Her meal was finished, Calvin reduced to nothing more than food for her as she sealed his fate with a swallow. 

   Inside of Lexie Calvin struggled, fighting the powerful muscles of her digestive tract. His feet entered the warmth of her throat as he was further deposited into her vacant stomach. Like a slow motion somersault Calvin was forced completely into Lexie’s gut, curling up tightly as her throat finished with him and the opening he came through sealed up tightly. He panted as he panicked, immediately extending his limbs as far as they’d go pushing on the muscular walls of the stomach much to Lexie’s pleasure. On the outside she carelessly traced the bulges he made in her gut. Calvin once again called out “LEXIE?!?!” 

        The predator smiled, placing her palm on the bulge that was Calvins hand and pressed it gently back into her now globe shaped belly. She paused for a moment and put a fist to her lips before releasing a massive burp. She belched loudly, almost every bit of air that had gone in with Calvin was pulled from the j-shaped organ, the walls closing in tightly. Lexie smiled as the clear outline of her prey was visible on her belly. Calvin could feel her hands probing and stroking his form through her stomach walls but couldn’t say anything or move as he was compressed so tightly. After a few more moments Lexie swallowed down a few gulps of air, slackening her stomach and giving her meal some breathing room. “Yes Calvin?” She replied calmly, almost sweetly to her talking gut. 

Calvin gasped at the fresh air, his lungs had started to burn from lack of oxygen and he panted catching his breath for the second time that night. “Lexie what the hell is going on?!” He shouted, confused and also angry. A giggle jostled her food a bit as her stomach bounced up and down “well Calvin, when someone eats something it goes to their stomach. I ate you, and now you’re in my stomach!” she replied matter of factly. The skilled predator strolled to her bed and sat down “any more questions?”

      Calvin couldn’t help but get even angrier at how calm she was being. He adjusted himself in the tight confines of her stomach. “Questions?? YES!!! Why?! How?! What?! W-what the fuck??” Lexie laughed again at her meal “listen, Calvin, if you need me to explain this to you I will. I thought I made it clear before you took your little trip into me but I’ll try again. You, are food” she patted her gut to let him know she was talking to him “can you hear me in there? Food okay? And you’re in my stomach. You’re in my stomach because I swallowed you, whole and alive, and you will stay in my stomach until you are digested nicely. I ate you because I was hungry, and honestly, you tasted damn good and you feel even better in there!” She added with a smile and another slap to her belly. “So, let me get out ahead of some follow up questions. No, you cannot come out, yes you will be digested. You are not Calvin anymore, you’re dessert like I said and you agreed to at the bar. You’re not the first, you won’t be the last. I’m going to digest you and no one will know what happened to you, okay? You’ll just be missing!” She grinned wide, laughing again. “I think those are all the dumb questions food usually asks...got any more?” 

        Calvin sat quietly in her stomach, her heartbeat thumping steadily around him and her slow steady breaths creating a faint sound of air rushing back and forth. He processed the information she had given him and finally responded. “Lexie I don’t want to be food...” he said calmly. His predator smiled softly “awe I know sweetie, but don’t worry it’ll just be this one time and then it’ll be over!” She said with a cheerful tone. She placed a hand on her gut as she laid back “plus, if you really think about it you kind of owe me one anyway. I saved your life before at lunch and you can consider this as paying me back!” 

      Lexie traced small circles around the bulges that came to the surface of her distended gut, Calvin throwing a tantrum from within as he fought against the pulsing, churning walls of her stomach. He didn’t want to accept his fate and fought her body to the point of him panting hard, exhausted in the humid heat of her stomach. Despite his lengthy struggles Lexie was unbothered from the outside. She enjoyed a lively meal as much as the next pred and had no complaints about Calvin. He didn’t know that his squirming just made her want to keep him even more but it didn’t matter, she would let him fight right up until the end “there ya go honey, get out all the anger, keep struggling for me okay?” She cooed to her meal. Calvin, between breaths, responded “y-you’re...enjoying this?” He asked confused. “Of course babe! You think you’re the first one to struggle and squirm once you take the one way trip you just did? It’s basically the whole reason I like my food still kicking! And you are certainly -urp- kicking!” She used her hands to push the bulges he made back into the depths of her stomach. 

       After a while of Calvin realizing his struggles were pointless he sighed quietly. The chamber he was in had relentlessly massaged and squeezed him since he first arrived and Lexie was no where near as tired as he was. He spoke up over the low groaning that was coming from below “Lexie? C-can you hear me?” She poked a finger into where his head was “of course dessert! What’s up sweet stuff?” Calvin gently reached a hand up to the indentation where her finger was “can I ask you something? Why did you pick me to eat? And...when I was flirting with you did you...flirt back with me just to eat me?” Lexie patted her gut “of course you can ask me that! I’m glad you aren’t so upset with me any more, it’s good to know you’re coming to terms with our arrangement. And I chose you because you’re a cute little goof ball. I mean you started choking...at lunch! Even if I wasn’t the one who saved you, there’s no way I was going to pass up introducing myself. Plus, then when you started talking to me I realized you were even sweeter than I thought, just a witty, cute little jokester. There’s no way you were walking off this ship yourself! And my flirting had an ulterior motive sure, but it’s a lot easier when it’s someone I’d actually flirt with!” She placed her hands on her belly “does that answer it for ya little guy?” “Yeah...it actually kind of does...thats sort of sweet in a way when I think about it as someone who’s not going to be digested alive” he said, maintaining some sarcasm that elicited a sweet laugh from his captor that shook his whole word. 

NSFW DIGESTION

          After Calvin and Lexie talked a bit longer her body started to make more noise than it had been. The organ that held Calvin restrained was seemingly becoming more active and the occasional burp from Lexie and swallowing of more air was doing less to quell the acrid smell developing in her gut. Calvin realized the stomach walls were excreting a thick, slime sort of substance that was making him tingle all over. He sat up inside of the predator “Lexie? Um h-how will I know when you start to digest me?” He asked nervously. “Oh sweetie I technically started to digest you the moment I opened my mouth and stuck your head in. But you’ll probably start actually feeling the effects pretty soon. I don’t know personally but from what I’m told it starts with a tingle, then an itch, followed by a burning, and then well....nobody has really told me beyond that!” Lexie laughed and patted her gut “why do you ask?” Calvin frowned “I-I’m kind of feeling tingly...” Lexie smiled “oh how exciting! You’ll be starting your next part of the journey through me soon! Don’t worry though it won’t hurt much, like I said there’s a bit of a burn but once my stomach is finished melting you down you’ll slowly empty into my small intestines. Those are suuuuper long and you’ll go all the way down through them where my body will start to claim you as it’s own. You’ll mostly end up on my thighs and butt but some of you will contribute to my rack for sure! Then, whatever’s left will go into my large intestine which is definitely a shorter trip. There my body will take out any last little bit that could be nutritious, and after that well...whatever is considered useless will be treated as such!” 

   The cheery tone of his devourer didn’t do much to calm Calvins nerves as he began to itch from the thick mucus like fluid that coated him “l-Lexie I’m getting all itchy!” He shouted, the groans and gurgles from her guts below getting more frequent and louder as her body ramped up digestion. She patted her stomach gently “there there Cal! It just means that you’re being a good meal for ole Lexie here. Nothing to worry about now like that ex girlfriend of yours. She’ll never know what happened to you, and nobody would ever assume you got swallowed up on your vacation!” Lexie’s words were far from comforting yet her tone remained chipper and upbeat. Calvin felt the muscular walls closing in tighter and massaging him a bit more forcefully, the itching turning his skin red and raw. Every little scratch opening up more of his skin to the acids he was being basted in. 

   After a few minutes of this it slowly went from itching to a burning and Calvin began to panic “Lexie! I-I feel like I’m burning up! Please! Don’t digest me, I’ll do anything, anything you want I don’t want to be food!” Calvins renewed panic resulted in a new sense of survival which forced him to fight hopelessly against her body. He started to squirm and struggle again the bulges in her skin moving wildly as he did and her hands rubbing all over her active stomach in the mean time. “Ahhh, that feels real nice Cally, you keep that up now. You’re tucked away nicely and you won’t be getting out anytime soon, at least not the same way you came in” Lexie slipped a hand into her panties, her pussy wet with the renewed fight in her abdomen. She teased her clit and slipped her fingers in and out, slowly dragging a hand over her belly to reach up and play with her nipples while she fingered herself to the squirming meal digesting alive in her belly. Calvin struggled and squirmed, screaming and pleading wildly as his skin began to sluff off with each move he made. Her stomach was claiming him quickly now as the thick fluid pooled at the bottom of the fleshy tank. 

    Lexie was nearing orgasm as calvins struggles came to a peak. His thrashing and flailing turning her on beyond belief. “A-are you?! Y-you’re masturbating?!” Calvin shouted at his predator, disgusted by her arousal. “Ugh fuck yeah I am, you feel so good struggling and soon you’ll just be sludge, adding to my body like a good little meal! Ugh! I-oh my god!” Lexie moaned and squealed as her fingers teased her juicy pussy. Her body shook as she orgasmed hard with Calvin slowing down. Inside her stomach tensed up and her whole body contracted as Calvin screamed in protest but his muffled cries came to an end, a loud crack sounded from her midsection as she orgasmed over and over again. As the 5th wave of pleasure finally subsided Lexie placed a hand on her lumpy gut, panting a bit “Calvin? Calvin can you hear me?” No response came as her stomach had finished off her meal. 

       Calvin was slowly reduced to a thick soup inside of Lexie as she slept that night. Her bulging lumpy gut gradually smoothed out and before the morning came her stomach was a smooth round shape. The goop that was formerly Calvin emptied into her small intestine like she said, drifting slowly through her digestive tract being absorbed by her body. The remaining bits of unusable Calvin were sent into her large intestine and processed further, following that anything that remained was packed inside of Lexie’s colon, where it remained as she slept. 

DISPOSAL*

        Lexie awoke with a loud yawn, she smiled as she opened her eyes and patted her massive gut. The bulge had decreased in size significantly but was still visible. Only it was far lower on her abdomen as Calvin had made his way through her body. Lexie got out of bed and pulled her overalls over her larger hips and ass, barely squeezing into them. She pulled on her tank top which also fought to contain her larger jugs and jutting stomach. As she put the straps on her overalls flattened her belly enough that nobody would know she had a grown mans worth of matter sitting in her colon. Lexie learned her lesson early on when dining on the high seas. Don’t eat unless the next day is a port day. The bathrooms on the ship were not equipped to handle something like that and after her first close call she never took the chance again. The ship arrived in port not a moment too soon as Lexie was one of the first to get off. She basically waddles down the pier in desperate need of a restroom, soon finding a public toilet down the road. 

      After pulling down her overalls Lexie plopped onto the toilet and began to push, emptying the contents of her guts with a relieved sigh. The first few bowel movements are smooth, well processed Calvin coming out easily with a flush every few feet of excrement.  After a bit Lexie felt a blockage. She gritted her teeth and pushed hard for a few moments before finally relief came and whatever it was came out of her. There were two more instances of this happening but eventually she finished.  Lexie flushed one final time, wiped, and stood up. As she was pulling up her overalls she turned and looked into the toilet. The same objects that caused her blockage were just as stubborn about entering the sewers. In the bowl was a partially shattered pelvis, the elastic band of Calvins boxers tattered and torn but still in tact enough to cling to it. Beneath that was the top part of a skull, smoothed and pitted from the powerful acids that had been working on it all night. Finally something silver and metallic caught her eye. She had no idea what it was. If she had bothered to vet her meal first she would have known that her food had shattered his wrist while playing hockey in high school. He had a rod and pins in his wrist ever since. Obviously, the hardware made it through unscathed but the same could not be said for poor Calvin. Either way she shrugged and closed the lid and left the bathroom. “Goodbye Calvin, hope you enjoyed your vacation sailor” she said to her mid section with a devious smile. 

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If you have any notes or feedback please don’t hesitate to post them! I’ll be trying to post a story once a week if I can keep up the pace!

I’m not an American, so thanksgiving is quite a foreign concept to me, but I saw jokes about how it’s a bad time to be a turkey, so as a tiny, I was wondering, would it also be a bad time to be a tiny?

I realise Vore is a very cruel practice by nature. I've grown to not enjoy the suffering of others as much as I used to which has definitely caused me to not be able to satisfy my usual meals as much. I'm just a big softie!

Are there others here who feel the same way? How do you work around it?