good morning, NO not letting kids and adults interact in vore is not the same as not letting an adult comment on a teenager’s fanart, i will not name you but i am DEFINITELY shaming you
so how about underage littles if they’re being nsx? diapers? inflation? human furniture? would you let a 16 year old do bondage if they say it’s nsx? give me a fucking break.
we don’t want kids in here because it CAN be sexual and often IS, not because we’re trying to gatekeep kids from a place they belong. vore is a kink. end of story. it’s not safe, there have been MULTIPLE abusers in the sfw vore community, wait until you’re fucking 18.
This was inspired by a mlp creepypasta called "Delicious! Delicious!" where P/onyville is taken over by a strange Pastry that makes them hungry for more.
She met my Ponysona After she moved to C/anterlot to rule over E/questria. Fenja managed to add some Joy and laughter to her life After she had to move away from her friends.
A safe/soft vore fanfiction. Willing prey and pred. Around 2.200 words.
Reuploaded from my previous Account
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You bounced up and down on your spot, sitting on a table in one of the backstage rooms. You were surrounded by various cleaning supplies, plastic bottles, creams, everything a TV could desire to stay fresh and sparkling.
After a few more minutes or so, the door to the room suddenly opened and a familiar, tall, TV-headed figure stepped into the room. He had a tired expression on his face, but it quickly brightened as he spotted you sitting there, waiting for him.
"There you are, sweetheart. Got done a little earlier than I was expecting. You been waiting long?” His voice was smooth as Butter, despite the TV static noises. He was clearly delighted to see you. Still there. Still by his side.
He walked over to you and gently ruffled your hair, a small smile on his face as he looked down at you. Despite being a bit worn out from the show he just did, he still had enough energy left to dote and fuss over you.
"Were you good while I was gone? You stayed put like a good, little Star, didn't ya?” He sat down next to your tiny form, even without eyes you could tell that his gaze softened as he looked over you. He was slightly tired-looking, the weariness visible in the easily missable lines around his nose, but he was still determined to give you his usual affection, despite the exhaustion...
"You haven't been getting into any sort of trouble, have you, Sweetheart? No injuries or anything?" T/enna’s voice was soft and if you paid close attention, even a little anxious as He gently ran a hand over your head, his fingers carefully and gently running through your hair in a way that made it obvious He was afraid of harming you.
You were his precious Star, After all! If anything happened to you–
His antennae twitched slightly, his expression freezing for just a moment.
You chuckled and tried to shoo his large hand away, which was anything but easy, seeing as that your entire body fit into the palm of his hand. “No, of course not!” You exclaimed, visibly struggling to keep his fingers at bay.
The voice of his small companion shook T/enna back to reality. He chuckled softly as you tried to brush his hand off, amused by your attempts to get him to stop. He was still determined to dote on you, however, and ruffled your hair once more.
"Oh, good... I worry about you, sweetheart. You're just so... delicate, after all. Can't have you getting hurt or injured in any way, no, no, no…” He murmured the last part more to himself.
You sigh and roll your eyes. Really, sometimes his overbearing nature Was just a tad too much, among his insistence to shout a lot. But despite that, the TV Man could be very quiet and soft spoken if He wanted to.
“T/enna, I told you, I'm fine! Come on,” you insist srubbornly. It was the truth and nothing but the truth, After all.
T/enna huffed sulkily as you told him you were fine, not at all liking the idea of you trying to brush off his concern. You could tell He was frowning down at you, despite not having any eyes. His hand continued stroking your hair, his grip slightly tighter this time as he spoke.
"You say that every time, sweetheart, and every single time, I can't help but worry. You're just so small and fragile... even if you *are* fine, I still worry. You're mine, remember? I have a responsibility to *protect* you…” He reminded you, sternly and firmly as if He were talking to a naughty child.
“Yeah? Does it say you gotta take care of your employee in my contract?” You asked with a raised eyebrow.
The larger man sweat a little, his expression growing a bit flustered, his Former grumpy aura vanishing into thin air. The contract, yes… The contract. Just a very convenient excuse to keep you bound to him. He cleared his throat and tugged on his tie.
"Ah, Well… It… It Doesn't *say* it in the contract, but…” he hesitated, not entirely sure if He should be honest or not. After another moment, He decided to put his cards on the table. It wasn't like you could leave him After knowing the truth, anyway.
“But I don't need a contract to remind me to protect you. You're *mine.* You're *my* responsibility. *My* little star. *My* little darling. *I* am the one who takes care of you, and no one else,” he replied, his voice firm as stone again, clear in his intentions.
You roll your eyes and chuckle a bit. He was always a little dramatic in his declarations, but that was, at least partially, what drew you to him. It was charming, in a way, though the intense stare the TV head was giving you was just slightly unnerving.
“Yeah, Yeah… Don't you have a Show to return to?” you ask casually, trying to ignore that nagging feeling.
T/enna grumbled under his breath as you brought up the show, clearly not very happy about the reminder. His grip on you tightened even more, almost as if he was reluctant to release you.
"I..... I *do* have a show to return to, yes... but... I just... I don't want to let go of you, sweetheart... I want to hold you close to me for a little while longer,” He leaned down and rested his face against the top of your head. He held you so close to him that he almost felt like he was trying to merge the two of you together. You could feel the TV static tickling your skin, your face embraced by his White glow.
"Just a few more minutes, sweetheart... just a few more minutes with you, then I'll go back out for the show, okay...? Just a few more minutes…” T/enna said, almost whining, as if He was a dog not wanting their owner to leave.
“You know... You could take me with you... In there,” you told him, pointing to his abdomen. You two had done this a few times before but he had never taken you with him on a Show.
He let out a soft, amused huff, clearly not at all expecting you to be so upfront. He chuckled softly as he tilted his head down at you, his expression softening slightly.
"... You want to come with me...?" He seemed a little taken aback by your suggestion, but that quickly started to fade as a smirk spread across his face.
He hoisted you up into the air, his large hands holding tightly onto you and keeping you perfectly stable above his head. His smirk only widened further as he held you up like that, his gaze almost manic with excitement at the thought of bringing you along with him to the next Performance.
"Ohhhohoo, how *lovely* of an idea! You'll get to sit all nice and cozy inside me while I perform! Doesn't that sound just wonderful, sweetheart?” He seemed overjoyed by the offer, clearly more than willing to oblige.
T/enna chuckled softly to himself as he held you there, clearly already getting excited at the thought of having you nestled away inside his core, perfectly safe from harm and all to himself. He gently lowered you back down to his head and nuzzled his face against you, his smirk ever growing.
"Ohhh, I can already imagine it, sweetheart... Me up on the stage, going through the show as normal, with you all snuggled up inside my core, safe and sound... all mine,” he said dreamily, as if He could see the scene happening right now, before his very eyes.
An affectionate expression passed over his face as he continued nuzzling against you.
"You're going to be all nice and warm in there, aren't you, my darling...? My little star, all wrapped up inside me...Safe. Where you belong. All mine… All mine… mmmh…” his voice had grown softer and It was clear He was on cloud 9, his head swimming in delight.
He opened his mouth wide, his razor-sharp teeth flashing in the light as he held you over his open maw, a low, excited rumble starting to rise in his throat.
"Come on in, sweetheart," He purred, his voice low and inviting as he gently lowered you towards his open mouth.
You found yourself being slowly lowered down into the dark depths of his open maw, the inside of his mouth smooth and warm as you were slowly pushed further down into his throat. The walls of his throat pressed against you as you were pushed further down, the walls shifting and tightening around you as he continued to swallow, his movements slow and controlled. It was like being in a tight, yet strangely comfortable, tube.
His swallows were slow, deliberate, each contraction of his throat working to push you further down into his body until you finally reached his core. His stomach was warm and padded with soft cushions. Once you were completely inside, he let out a low, satisfied sigh, the deep thrum of his inner mechanics adding a soothing vibration to the already cozy environment.
Even the sounds of the outside world were muffled and distant, the bubble of his core acting like a sanctuary. You were completely sealed inside him now, safely and securely tucked away. Your tiny form was cozy and snuggly hidden away and you sigh, content and happy.
T/enna laid a hand on his abdomen, gently rubbing his belly as he let out another satisfied sigh, his body slumped in his chair, his head laid back as he reveled in the feel of you tucked safely inside of him. He could feel your every breath, could feel the wriggling of your body as you shifted, could feel your every heartbeat, and all of it made him feel utterly ecstatic.
"There you are, sweetheart… there you are… all nice and safe and cozy in my core, right where you belong....” he murmured softly, his antennae attuned to your every movement, making sure you were comfy and cozy inside.
He chuckled softly as he looked down at his distended abdomen, one hand gently running over the slight bulge that you were causing within it. He gently pressed down against the bulge, a soft gasp escaping him as he felt you shift slightly inside. His eyes were wide as he gently touched the distended bulge, almost entranced by the sight of you being so completely and utterly his.
"Ohhhh, look at this… Haha, oh, you are perfect, my little Star…” he continued to fawn over the fact He got you all to himself again.
Slowly rising to his feet, He stood in front of the mirror, his eyes immediately roaming over his appearance. He turned and twisted, examining his midsection, his eyes locked on the subtle bulge that you were causing. He gently prodded the bulge with a finger, a hint of satisfaction crossing his face as he felt you shift inside him, the sight of the small distension something that he actually found incredibly pleasing.
In his eyes, the small bulge that he was now sporting was a mark of ownership, a physical indicator that he had claimed you and that you were all his. His alone.
He continued to run a hand over the bulge, his fingers gently tracing the outline of the shape that you were making in his midsection. Despite the fact that the bulge wasn't exactly that noticeable, he couldn't help but feel incredibly proud at the fact that you were making his abdomen look like this, a sense of pride and possessive desire coursing through him as his hand continued to gently trace the outline of his belly.
It was nice and warm inside him, the heat coming off the metal walls around you, the soft cushions that were plastered all over… you couldn't help but sink into them and close your eyes.
There was a slight tremble running through the Chamber and T/enna tensed as he felt a small, unexpected burping sensation, quickly placing a hand over his mouth to try and suppress a small belch that had been pushed up by your shifting. He felt his face heat up with embarrassment, his expression sheepish as he looked down at his distended midsection.
"Oh, haha... whoops... that was... that was a little, ah... a little embarrassing..." He couldn't help but chuckle slightly, his voice sheepish as he placed his free hand back on the bulge.
There was no way you could hold back a giggle of your own. Too bad you couldn't See his face or you would be laughing even more from how Red He was turning.
“Excuse me, my little Star. I guess my ol’ stomach has to get used to you again, eh? Hehe,” T/enna said, somewhat nervously.
After you managed to calm yourself, you speak up, “You ready for the Show?” you ask.
He gave a small huff, his cheeks still slightly red. “Yes, of course I'm ready. And with you literally tucked away safe and sound inside me, how could I not be?"
He chuckled softly before patting his midsection gently. "Just make sure you stay nice and still inside there, sweetheart. I have a show to do, after all.”
You roll your eyes again. As if someone would notice, Anyway. “Alright, alright,” you Concede, trying to stay put as best you could (haha, rhyme).
T/enna straightened up and gave himself one last once over in the mirror, making sure there was no other visible evidence of you being inside him. The slight bulge was still there, but it could easily be mistaken as just a bit of extra mass or weight if you didn't look closely.
"Perfect. Now, let's not leave the audience waiting, shall we?"
With determined steps, He headed in the direction of the stage, ready to put on the best performance that he possibly could, all while knowing that he had a secret passenger tucked away in his core…
I really love Silkie! Ngl, your art of her really has been helping me with my stress. She even inspired me to come up with a prey tarantula OC.
Btw, if you recognize this account, please know that my account was hacked as well, but I got it back. If you want help to get your old back, I can see if I can give you some advice
Thank you, thank you!! I'm really glad you like my OC so much! And I'm glad she has helped you a lot too c:
And no Problem! It wasn't your fault. I Fell for it all on my own, lmao. That wasn't on you at all.
And thank you for your advice! For now I try to continue as normal on this New Account. Maybe I can get my old one back, maybe not. Just know it wasn't your fault!
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