The Big Fat Wolf

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[bigfatwolf]

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-🔞No minors!🔞

-I am a lorge wolf

-he/it pronouns

-I am into all kinds of vore, but my preference is swallowing eager willing prey whole and letting them melt into nothing more than fat on my belly~ (whether or not they come back after, idrc)

-I like my prey fat, but i'll eat anything that waltzes by if it gets close enough

[theredcandyheart]

Preds that are clearly successful, as they have soft bodies with padding on them, with big round bellies...

Their stomach is already naturally so round and big that everyone thinks they must have prey in there 24/7. Of course, that's not true. Their stomach has just adapted to holding large prey.

Of course, they've also got a cushy layer of pudge on their belly, perfect for keeping prey in and weighing them down to stop them from squirming. Sometimes it's hard to tell when that big belly actually DOES have someone in there because of that.

The only time it becomes obvious that they've got some morsel trapped in their belly is when their stomach is producing soft gurgles and groans as it works over the prey, squeezing them and churning around them. Later, the prey, who was mysteriously missing for a few hours, shows up somewhere, completely exhausted and drained, and the prey also weirdly looks... skinnier. Odd

[carnelianthepreyfox]

A pred forcing you to worship them after you watched them forcefully and rapidly digest your friend.

[howlingmists]

this but it's while i slowly digest your friend

[itsmoving]

prey humping good me like thumbs up

[guooey]

Being the person that needs to nap after every big meal is so embarrassing. I apologize for being a 1 week old

[guooey]

Actually you are so right.......

[vorthodoxy]

pred who has a god complex about their belly.

like, their belly can take people— whole people, with complex internality and goals and relationships— and turn them into More Belly. whole individuals, completely deleted from existence, erased as though they were never there, the extra inches added to the pred’s curves the only remaining testament of literally dozens of people.

if that’s not enough to qualify as being objectively better than everyone else, what is?

[succuviiussy]

Reblog to eat your mutuals

[asciiruled-lux]

If you're laying on someone who is much larger than you's stomach, and said stomach growls, is it rude to decide to leave in case they get hungry?

[teal-fiend]

just make sure to bring someone back with you. To take your place

[asciiruled-lux]

Well, I guess it'd only be fair that if you're not going to be filling said stomach, you should help to fill it in another way.

[teal-fiend]

It's common curteousty

[nonboobnary]

hucow tits. you agree. reblog

[lightsonmywalls]

I really like how sloshy, wet, and noisy bellies can get. Between the sounds and the shape of prey, its just so so lovely to listen to everything and everyone in there so active...

[bigfatwolf]

would you accept a sheepgirl admiring your form as you sit still bloated from your last meal? Clambering and scampering around your immense waist as they gently press and touch at your quivering gut? Eventually deciding that they're your next meal and tricking them into fattening up, encouraging bigger meals under the ruse of "sharing" with them anytime they visit? Watching their skips turn to a sluggish shuffle and then a waddle as they begin having to practically be wheeled over to you for visits before you eventually eat them to, watching your stomach swell forward from the bloated mess of a sheep now churning and dissolving in your gut?

-🐑

Aw, a cute little fluffy thing skipping around me while I digest sounds just so delightful. I'd definitely keep you around for awhile, fattening you up nice and slow, so you never even notice it happening until it's too late~!

Then of course I'd have to do at least a little taunting about how cute and clueless you are and wobbling your fat form while I tell you what a good and filling meal you're going to be.

And as I lay back with you in my gut, I sigh in contentment and tell you that you're doing what all good livestock is made for. Being food for something bigger and stronger than you. For the big bad wolf that you so kindly plated yourself for~

[bigfatwolf]

Big Bad Wolf

(vore, digestion, unwilling prey, struggle, teasing)

"Hhh, quit struggling in there will you? Listen, sorry it turned out this way, but food is pricey these days. And I've got a figure to maintain."

The pred rubs its distended stomach, trying in vain to soothe the writhing mass inside.

Said mass was a very scared and angry prey, doing their best to upset the pred's stomach enough to escape. They'd always had nightmares about this. About crossing the path of a hungry pred while walking alone at night. But they'd rationalized it being so unlikely, such a one in a million chance that their guard slipped. They just wanted to run to the store. And now here they were, trapped in an undulating soft mass of guts and acid that was slowly trying to work them down into nothing but sludge.

"Poor thing, I know you must be scared, but don't worry!" The prey felt a hand smack at them from outside the stomach. "You're right where you belong. After all, prey like you are meant to be food to keep big strong pred's like me fed." Fed was generous to describe this pred. It was FAT. The prey had caught a quick glimpse before being gulped down. The thing that grabbed him was more gut than anything else. A wobbling giant, but no less fast and strong. 'And soon I'll just be more fat on this thing's waistline...' the prey thought, starting to panic as they felt the stomach walls clench around them. Then they felt the stomach begin to sway, almost rhythmically. The pred was moving, probably going somewhere secluded to digest them...

The swaying was almost soothing. Like being in a fleshy hammock.

"Gettin quiet in there." Another press form the pred's hand. "I didn't expect you to give in so quick with all that fighting you were doing before." They can feel the pred laughing. It's humiliating.

"Please, please let me out. I'll do anything! I'll buy you whatever you want! I'll bring you someone else to eat! Just please let me go!" The prey starting begging. Ready to give up anything if it meant not being digested.

"Sorry, can't do that. I really hate throwing up. Plus, you were the perfect size for a meal." The pred sighs, rubbing its stomach as it waddled down the street. "Just relax in there, you'll love being part of me, I promise. I mean, you felt how much stronger I was didn't you? Doesn't it feel good to be useful?" "Not as food!" the prey cried.

"What could be more useful than food?" It laughed again, the jostling and sloshing moving the prey around its stomach more and more. The walls clenched again and the pred let out a satisfied burp as the prey felt acids begin to work at their skin. "If I don't get at least two or three meals like you in a week, who knows what could happen to me? I could start losing weight!"

"Two or three a WEEK!?" The prey shouted trying to will their weakening limbs to struggle further. "You're a monster!"

"Yeah, a big, scary monster." The pred chuckles. "If I could, I'd eat two of you a day honestly. Just down you one after the other then sleep till the next day and do it again." It muses.

"You're nothing but a fat beast." The prey insults them, "Just a gluttonous pig! You don't even need to eat that many of us!" They punch ineffectually at the stomach walls, their strength fading faster and faster as the acids and stomach muscles start working them harder.

Then there's a sudden thud, as the prey is jostled again, then settles. The rythm of the pred's steps has stopped and the weight of all the fat around them starts to settle onto the stomach heavily. The pred's laid down somewhere now. Somewhere no one will see what's happening now.

"I'm not really a pig," It grins as it rubs its stomach, feeling the prey's struggles stop as they're broken down further. "I prefer to thing of myself like the Big Bad Wolf~"

[lordacne]

you’re looking so submissive and boopable rn

[bigfatwolf]

thinking a lot about livestock right now, cute little cows and sheeps and pigs all kept on a nice big farm. Grazing all day and not worrying about a thing in the world~!

Oh sure, once in awhile the fattest among them seems to disappear, but the nice wolf farmer tells them that every time one of them gets fat enough they get sent to the special VIP pasture! It's a place that's warm, and soft and full of delicious food!

And so all the little livestocks get so excited and eat even more so they can get to the VIP pasture. Of course, the farmer's waistline seems to be growing with them...

[bigfatwolf]

would you accept a sheepgirl admiring your form as you sit still bloated from your last meal? Clambering and scampering around your immense waist as they gently press and touch at your quivering gut? Eventually deciding that they're your next meal and tricking them into fattening up, encouraging bigger meals under the ruse of "sharing" with them anytime they visit? Watching their skips turn to a sluggish shuffle and then a waddle as they begin having to practically be wheeled over to you for visits before you eventually eat them to, watching your stomach swell forward from the bloated mess of a sheep now churning and dissolving in your gut?

-🐑

Aw, a cute little fluffy thing skipping around me while I digest sounds just so delightful. I'd definitely keep you around for awhile, fattening you up nice and slow, so you never even notice it happening until it's too late~!

Then of course I'd have to do at least a little taunting about how cute and clueless you are and wobbling your fat form while I tell you what a good and filling meal you're going to be.

And as I lay back with you in my gut, I sigh in contentment and tell you that you're doing what all good livestock is made for. Being food for something bigger and stronger than you. For the big bad wolf that you so kindly plated yourself for~

[lovindatums-archive-deactivated]

Picture this rich prey talking shit & looking down on everyone around them -Now picture them being eaten by some random pred, reduced to nothing but a meal no matter what they offer the pred.

[decaytriarch]

Can I climb on your tongue

Sure! Come on up! I have provided a ladder for your convenience