18, He/him, soft safe sfw vore side blog for @official-bastich that i have not linked to on there for likely obvious reasons. DNI the usual stuff (terfs, lgbtq+ phobes, racists, pedos, etc.) and kink/exclusively fatal vore blogs. If you don't like my stuff, that's fine, just move along, block me if you want.
Oh yeah I should probably write an introduction post I've only been on tumblr for a month and a half
Hello.
I'm cuddle-2-electric-boogaloo, otherwise known as Adam. I am an 18 year old autistic bisexual disaster. In case it wasn't obvious I like vore. Specifically non-sexual, soft, comfy vore. If you don't, that's absolutely fine, but this blog probably ain't for you. Just don't harass me about it, because it wouldn't be very cash money of you. Main blog is @official-bastich but I mostly use this blog tbh, just letting you know so that if you get a like, comment or dm from it then you know its me.
I will post lots of vore stories (and eventually vore art once I get better at it), mostly of OCs or one-off characters. I am also going to be making a big world with a bunch of stuff (including vore, obviously), any instance of which will be tagged as #the vore lore™️, as well as biological analyses of fictional creatures because I'm weird like that.
Asks and dms are always open unless specified otherwise, and I would rp if I knew what I was doing. To say I'm socially inept is an understatement. Prey leaning switch, but happy to be pred.
Anyway, DNI the usual stuff (racists, terfs, lgbtq+ phobes, pedos, etc.) as well as sexual and/or exclusively hard/fatal vore blogs and fetish/kink/sexual blogs in general. Minors can interact, but please please be careful, and I would prefer you to be at least 16. It's for your own good.
Oh and this post will also serve as an index for my main stories/art, which will be below:
This is gonna be my last post on this blog. I'm not gonna deactivate it, but I just won't use it anymore. Its not anything serious it's just it gets kinda confusing this not being my main blog and all (any post liked by @official-bastich is me) and I just wanted to sort that out.
Tbh I made this blog when I was still figuring out tumblr and never originally intended to stumble here (but I am so glad I did, yall are amazing) so just consider this a test blog more than anything. Again this blog is effectively now dead, so don't bother sending asks or anything expecting a reply.
And my new blog I'll link here once I've finished setting it up.
Surprise! It's a self-indulgent Naga g/t vore fic! Full of teasing, naga anatomy lessons, and lots of vore!
(aka my OC Tero is hungry for tinies again, but he's a sweetheart about it.)
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The air is crisp, and the sun is poking out from behind a few clouds; Tero spreads the towel neatly across the grass with his tail, pressing out the wrinkles. Grasped in both hands is a special picnic basket containing delicate cargo. He leans over, gently placing it down on the towel, then moves his serpent body around it protectively.
The idea for the picnic was presented to him by a few mutual friends, and there was no way he could pass on it once he learned the details. Tero was already quite hungry. He reaches down for the elastic clasp undoing it simply enough, then hesitates. The end of his tail quivers; his anticipation is crippling. He attempts to hold his composure as he flips up the lid.
Tero looks away and covers his mouth, exhaling a chuckle. Inside the picnic basket were five tiny people, each about the size of his hand, looking up at him. He thought they looked adorable, lying about in the soft lining. The sensation in his tail didn’t seem to go away. He tries not to make eye contact as he speaks, “You all seem. . . eager.” Upon seeing what kind of task he had up against him, was he sure he could still do this? There were so many, how could he pick who to consume first? Should he simply ask? Tero’s stomach protests at his indecisiveness, growling loudly. He decides to not keep his stomach waiting.
***
“W-who wants to go first?” He had tried to mask his apprehension, squaring his shoulders and crossing his arms, but when a single tiny had jumped up on the rim of the basket and waved he couldn’t contain it. Tero smiled and sighed. He might as well enjoy himself, right? “Alright then, hold still for me.” He brings the end of his tail over, curling it around the small person firmly. Bringing them a little over his head, he watches intently. The tiny nods their head, signaling to continue. Tero spreads his jaws and uncoils his tail, letting them drop head first onto his tongue. The tiny swims forward, letting the wet warmth overtake their senses. Tero swallows once, then again, sending the tiny down. He traces their form sliding down his gullet with the tip of his tail. The subtle taste of the tiny lingers as they drop into Tero’s stomach.
***
With new invigoration, Tero shifts on the towel, uncoiling from the basket and letting his serpent half splay behind him. He leans over the basket eyeing his choices. Who would be next? One didn’t seem to be paying attention, staring up into the sky. Tero waves his hand over them, the tiny barely spares a glance and shrugs. He laughs at this tiny’s nonchalance. Was this a challenge? The tiny flinches as they’re grasped by their feet and picked up. Their world spins as the naga lifts them upside down over his head. He grins mockingly, “Having fun?” Tero lowers his lunch down like a cluster of grapes, leaving them halfway out of his mouth as he seals his lips around them, and lets his fingers release. The naga spends a short time exploring the small person’s taste with his tongue, the slightly salty flavor pleasing his taste buds. He further slurps them in and begins swallowing immediately, as his stomach wasn’t quite content with a single occupant. The naga’s body takes care of the rest, as the tiny disappears into him.
***
Tero wipes his mouth, feeling slightly sated as his stomach groans. He takes a moment to run a hand over his abdomen. Admittingly, he was enjoying himself, but he had good intentions. He wasn’t trying to scare any of them. Tero feels something brush against coils, he looks down to find two of the tinies had left the basket. Notably, these two were holding hands. “Oh? What do have here?” He took a moment to study them; what are they planning? “So, which of you is going in first?” The pair glance at each other and then back up to the naga, shaking their heads. Incredulously he stutters, “T-Together?” Theoretically, he could do it, all he had to do was stretch his throat a little wider, but he didn’t want them to get stuck either. He figured his best shot was to take it slow. After considering his options, He coils his tail around them a few times, lifting them. “Try not to squirm too much in my throat.”
The naga strains his jaws wide, lowering the pair of tinies past his tongue to his gullet. He unfurls his tail from around them, then uses the tip to inch them into his throat. Swallowing them now would send all the saliva down, causing the pair to get stuck. Tero’s glottis ensures he won’t choke, but the last thing he wanted to do was to cause anyone to panic. He pushes them in a little further, just until his throat muscles can do the work for him. The pair begin to form a noticeable bulge in his neck. He moves his hands to massage his throat, coaxing the pair downward. Tero’s heart rate picks up as he finally swallows, the feeling of his gullet stretching to accommodate two guests at once takes his senses by surprise. Tero quickly contains himself, holding his hands into fists and curling his tail. The feeling quickly subsides as the pair of tinies are deposited into his belly.
***
Tero feels the fullness in his gut set in, as his belly goes from two to four occupants. His stomach is visibly distended, poking out from his hoodie. Inside, the tinies have begun to move around, exploring their new space. The naga grabs his writhing gut in protest. “W-Woah! Don’t squirm so much, you’ll-urp!” Tero burps and quickly covers his mouth; His face flushes red. “I t-told you.” His belly occupants continue to move, and out of desperation, he coils his midsection with his tail, holding his gut in place. The spastic moves finally stop as the tinies stop squirming. Inside Tero’s stomach, the group has arranged themselves into a cuddle pile; finding a spot nestled into the interior wall of the stomach lining. The ambient warmth and tight confines coaxing them into relaxing into each other. He huffs relieved, his tail still shaking from what just occurred.
Tero sighs, dropping his shoulders. “One more. . .”
***
The last tiny in the basket looks up at the nearly full naga, towering over them. “I didn’t forget about you.” He reaches down for them, and the tiny holds up a hand, palm facing him. “Hm?” The tiny gestures for him to lean closer, cupping their hands. Whispering the idea of savoring them thoroughly. Considering the previous two had passed over his tongue entirely, Tero would happily take his time with the last one.
Tero holds the tiny up to his face, gently cupped in his hands. He slips his tongue out, presenting it to them. The tiny leans in, and hugs the tongue, soaking them in warm saliva. The naga pulls his guest in slowly, as the tiny hangs on. Tero closes his eyes, moving the tiny into his cheeks. The taste was slightly sweeter than any of the others. He maneuvers them with his tongue to the other side of his mouth, and he admires the flavor a bit more.
He reaches in and pulls them out of his mouth with his tail. He plants a kiss on their forehead, “Never tasted someone as sweet as you.” He whispers. The tiny giggles. “You should join the others, don’t want to keep them waiting.” Tero repeats the motions, slipping them in, admiring their taste, then pulling them near his throat. He’s reluctant to give up on the tiny’s flavor just yet, so he squishes them to his palate, softly sucking on their body like peppermint candy. When the taste subsides, Tero takes opens his mouth and looks up, light from the sun pours in, glistening over the slick face of the tiny. The muscles in his throat collapse over them, and a pinhole of light is visible as they are sent down with a gulp!
***
As the final tiny hits his stomach, Tero takes inventory. He has an empty picnic basket, five excited guests staying in his belly, a feeling of fullness, and the lingering taste they left behind. He licks his lips. He could definitely still taste the last one, the slightly sweet sensation on his tongue causes his tail to twitch slightly.
Tero moves his serpent tail to coil around him as he lays down, using his coils as a blanket and pillow. He sighs deeply as he moves a hand down over his distended belly. Inside his gut, the last tiny joins the cuddle pile, careful not to jostle the walls as the rest move to accommodate.
Tero basks his scales in the open sun, his stomach full and satisfied. He focuses on every little movement. His eyelids were heavy, yet he continued to rub circles into his belly. Knowing they were all safe and secure, Tero could give in and doze off eventually, but until then, he would live in this feeling for a while.
a little something I made for my best discord friends.
love you guys so much platonically
Griff and Adam were happily sitting on the large couch in the cuddle zone, the sound of rain tapping against the windows and the warmth of a fire burning in the ornate mantle in front of the two humanoids. The cuddle zone was a wonderful place to hang out for pred and prey alike, with specialized furniture to make it easy for smaller folks to get around but not get in the way of larger people.
Both of the preds let out content sighs as they sank into the plush couch in the night sky-themed room. Rosey, Mysic, and Nebby were all happily cuddled up against their friend's sides. Nebby and Rosey against Adam, and Mystic against Griff. They had been quietly conversing and laughing for a while, but things had calmed down and everyone was basking in the nice moment.
That is until Adams's stomach decided to let itself be known with a low blrblrbrl sound. Adams's face flushed red as he put a hand over his middle trying to quiet the sounds, but this seemed to cause the stomach to growl all the louder, almost whining.
Adam covered his face with his hands, "Augh, sorry you guys... I... guess I should go get something to calm that beast down." He said reluctantly, shifting to get ready to get off the couch.
"Hang on there buddy," Rosey said quietly. fluttering up to be at eye level with him. She had a light blush on her face but she had a determined look despite her slight embarrassment. "I-I could help with that. If you want, of course."
Adam closed his eyes and shook his head for a moment before his stomach roared again, making him wince. He sighed before gently removing his hand from Nebbys back and cupping them under Rosey, she happily kneeled on his palms. He looked into her eyes asking are you absolutely sure? Rosey nodded and gently patted Adams's checks with a blinding smile of her own. "Don't worry, Adam. I know." She said so softly and with so much warmth that Adam felt his eyes sting with happy tears.
He chuckled and brought her closer to his mouth. "You're going to give me cavities Rosey I swear..." He mumbled before opening his mouth wide, allowing Rosey to crawl over his tongue, the taste buds ticking along her skin as the tongue squished under her weight. Adams's lips closed carefully around her waist and the tongue moved around her. Adam couldn't help but hum at the delightfully sweet taste of his friend, making sure to drench as much of her in saliva before tilting his head back. Rosey giggled a bit as the tongue poked at her sides as he swallowed. He quickly swallowed again, one hand moving to his throat as he felt her slide down. her legs and feet quickly followed her down as his body eagerly pulled her deeper into his core.
He let out a small gasp as she cleared his throat and started to fill out his stomach. The organ's bubbling sounds quieted to a singular grumble as it welcomed Rosey with a gentle squeeze. Rosey squirmed a bit to get herself readjusted and comfortable. Adam also shifted a bit in place as his stomach rounded out a bit, Nebby just cooed at him and nuzzled into the softness of his middle thanks to Roseys presence. The two quietly chatted as Adam got comfortable again.
"You alright in there Rosey?" He asked quietly looking down at his middle, still so surprised that she was so willing to be inside of him like this. He will likely never get used to this, but that was ok, it was wonderful every time he was allowed to do this with either Nebby or Rosey, sometimes both if he was feeling down.
"I'm all good, thanks Adam," she said as she snuggled into the folds around her.
"I should be the one thanking you Rosey..." Adam mumbled, feeling the overwhelming warmth from his core and starting to cloud his brain a bit with how full he was, it didn't help that Nebby was slowly rubbing small circles into his middle and snuggling against his side to rest. It was a good day to relax anyway.
Adam turns his head as he hears Mystic mumbling to Griff. Griff just shook their head with a chuckle and lifted Mystic above their head, quickly swallowing Mystic in a few practiced deep gulps. They sighed as they patted their now slightly rounded middle. They noticed Adam watching and smirked, their large tail swaying next to them.
"like what you see?" Griff joked before cringing at what they said. Grimacing again as they felt mystic kick outward at that terrible line. "Oh gross, no." they shook their head. Adam chuckled at them, his own hands gravitating around his middle. "nevermind." they sighed, and a few moments of silence passed before they spoke up again. "this is nice..."
"Ya. it really is, I'm glad you're here Griff." Adam smiled as he watched the flames dance in the sun-themed fireplace. the embers glowing bright and the flames licking over the wooden logs. "This might be one of my favorite things so far we've done." He added, looking back over to Griff. Griff let out a huff and chuckled. Readjusting to get comfortable, their tail slowly swaying behind them.
"Just wait 'till Kate shows up, then all hell will break loose," They said, laying fully back with a stretch. They both laughed at that, voices filled with joy. The laughter calmed after a few moments and the two sighed, content and full, with good friends in and around them, it was the perfect equation for an afternoon nap. The rain and fire crackling also added to the perfect ambiance and the group of friends happily drifted off to sleep and deep relaxation, free from the world's worries.
It's here! I apologize for the huge delay, this story went through two rewrites because I just wasn't happy with the tone! Regardless I am so happy to finally share it with you all!
***
I remember you told me thunderstorms made you uncomfortable, while it wasn’t the worst thing for you to handle, you definitely couldn’t sleep with one around. You had also told me you couldn’t think about anything else until you knew you were safe. Every storm since then, you came to me or called me so that you could find that feeling.
Tonight, you didn’t.
It was abnormally cold for early spring, the open bedside window letting in a cold draft causing the curtains to flap in the wind. It didn’t feel right not having you here while the storm raged outside. Normally, when a storm rolled through, you would sit in my lap, or cuddle yourself to my chest. I would read to you softly to have you focus on something else.
Originally, I would have waited a little longer for you, but the storm became violent. The lashing rain sounded like rocks against the roof, and water began soaking the windowsill. Figuring closing the window would help, I stand from my chair.
I stare out the window to the street below. The storm is getting worse; the rain has completely overtaken the window, almost looking underwater. The rainwater flows through the wind, lashing at the side of the building. My shoulders are tense as the storm continues to rage.
A sudden flash of light nearly blinds me, combined with the deafening shriek of a lightning bolt searing a large crack in the sky. I grab my chest, startled. I hear you scream from the other side of the wall. Immediately after everything goes dark as the power fails. I gather myself quickly and hastily force the window shut. I turn and call out your name, attempting to hide the fact the storm is getting to me as well. Over the rumbling of thunder, I faintly hear you shout something. It’s coming from down the hall.
Under the nightstand, I retrieve my emergency lantern.
I need to find you.
***
Your scream seemed to have come from the far end of the place. I check the laundry room first, gently knocking on the door. I don’t get a response, but I decide to keep checking. You thankfully aren’t in any of the machines. You don’t seem to be in the side closet either.
Turning my search to the bathroom, I pull the shower curtains aside and look through the top cabinets. Being so small, you tend to hide in dark corners to shield yourself. After searching one side of the room, more thunder crashes outside, bright lights glowing through the foggy glass. I hear you whimper close by.
I announce myself softly.
I notice the cabinet door under the sink is ajar. I tap it with my fingers and peer inside. There I finally find you, your knees up against your chest, and your hands covering your mouth. Tears stream down your cheeks, and you sob softly. Kneeling, I set the lantern next to me. The light gets your attention.
You hesitantly look up and lock eyes with me, then look away. Attempting to reassure you, I smile lightly, “Hey, it’s me, I’m here now.”
You mumble an apology, hugging your knees tighter. I hold out my hand, palm up. You pause before placing one of your hands into my fingers. You let out a shaky breath and begin to speak a little clearer.
You apologize again, expressing regret.
You had thought you could have handled it alone this time.
You said having to admit to a bad call was tough on you.
I didn’t agree at all.
“It wasn’t a bad decision, and you don’t have to feel ashamed for it.” I move my hand further into the cabinet, “May I?”
You begin unfolding yourself and grabbing onto me. I wipe your tears with my thumb.
“Do you want to go back to my room and I can read to you?” You nestle your face into my hand and nod.
***
I set you and the lantern on my nightstand, I pick up a bottle of water from the closet and sit down on the edge of the bed. At this point the storm has started to move out of the area, the thunder growing more distant and less frequent. I take a swing of the water, you seem to look in my direction and look away when I finish swallowing.
I set down the water and motion to the stack of books, figuring you’d want me to read to you. You shake your head. “No?" You shuffle your feet, hands clasped in front of you. “Well, what did you have in mind?” You gesture to my midsection. I look down and back up, slightly confused, “What are you suggesting?” You look off to the side, rubbing your arms. “Do you want to cuddle?” You look at me directly and begin to say something, but turn away again.
Then I get the memo.
“So,” I flash a toothy grin and slowly pat my stomach. “You want me to eat you?” You lock eyes with me, and smile shyly.
Every now and then you'd let me do this, something I had first suggested years ago, and ever since you knew it was safe, you always took the opportunity. “I hope you’re ready, but first-” I lean in close, whispering to you, "I just want a small taste." I drag my tongue over your face.
Your heart starts to flutter. Excited, you hold out your arms above your head. I reach down and cup you in my hands, your small body fitting snugly in my hands. I gently lift you from the nightstand, bringing you up to eye level, blowing a little air over you as I sigh. You wiggle in my grasp, barely containing yourself. I lick my lips and part them, rolling out and dropping my tongue, warm breath cascading over you. My open mouth is a clear view right down to the back of my throat.
Gingerly, you place one hand on my tongue, then the other. Your hands feel cold on the warm muscle. You exclaim how soft it is, then start rubbing your hands over my taste buds. I lift your body as you pull yourself in, extending my tongue under your torso, and releasing my grip around you, grasping you with only a single hand. I hold your lower half with my fingers as I tilt my head back. You slide in a little more.
I try not to be too greedy with you, but you don’t seem to want to wait as you attempt to squirm deeper. I lift you to my palate and let go of your legs, maneuvering my tongue under your feet. I tilt my head back and drop my tongue, letting you slide down, the thick saliva squelching as you slip. I open my throat and swallow with a resounding wet glrk, downing you like a shot. I take my hand and place it over my neck, feeling the small bulge travel past my sternum. I take a sigh as I level my head. Your trip down doesn't take long, my gullet works like a water slide, and you soon reach a stopping point. Your weight shifts as you reach your destination, squeezing through and dropping into my stomach.
You take a moment to gather yourself, running your hands through the folds of the fleshy walls, my belly growling in response. A smile creeps across your face. You attempt to find purchase to steady yourself but it’s too slick. You end up conceding and letting my belly cradle you, sinking further as the sounds of my heartbeat quicken. I slowly lay myself down, careful not to jostle you in there. Pulling the covers over me, I reach over and turn off the lantern. The storm is barely audible off in the distance. I begin massaging my stomach.
My stomach descends on you as I press down, gurgles reverberating around you. Your eyes feel heavy after tonight’s excitement, and the rhythmic breathing and heartbeat, accompanied by the occasional noise from my belly, have made you feel sleepy. You yawn lightly, stretching yourself out across the tight chamber.
My belly relaxes and forms snuggly around you.
You start to doze as you lay inside my stomach.
You know you’re safe, tucked away where nothing can hurt you, and you forget about the storm, everything around you feels like my presence, the feeling of isolation you felt curled up under the bathroom sink is gone, I’m the only thing on your mind now.
I place both hands protectively over you. Feeling your movements slow as you fall asleep, I close my eyes and focus on feeling fullness and weight in my stomach. I sigh deeply and relax.
I just really love the idea of friendly eldritch gods and monsters, who love keeping humans as friends, lovers or even pets. They all in all shapes and sizes, they can be almost same size with humans, bigger than humans, giant to humans. But they are always gentle, careful and full of love.
And, of course, they love to keep their humans inside the bellies! They have a separate stomach, which is always clean, always cosy, and is not used for food, so a human can stay there for as long as they'd like! Well, human is free to come to other stomachs if they want to stay in food. Acids won't hurt them and all the food will just digest.
If feeling adventurous people can actually go around the eldritch god entire body. It's a goddamn labyrinth though, and quite easy to get lost in at some parts. Luckily the god always knows where their human is, so if needed they can either get them out immediately via shifting their body, or by guiding them out!
Please don't forget about lots of kisses and licks gods give! They are very affectionate over humans, love to just snuggle up and sleep together, making tentacle nests to keep a person comfy. Some have pouches on their bodies, so if a human doesn't want to get eaten they can safely stay in a pouch to rest and unwind!
Many snippets I've gotta track down for Tumblr. Sorry about that. didn't realize how longs its been since the last one.
Just a happy pred showing their joy and love through a soft rumbling in their chest right above their precious cargo. Both settled and cozy and so so very close and loving every moment. Both dozing off to comfortable sleep as the rumbling starts to putter out as the pred falls asleep and the prey was already asleep long before the pred since the rumbling the noises and love helped them relax oh so perfectly to the land of dreams.
***
Prey is already in bed and the pred thought they were asleep so the pred gently kisses the prey's forehead. Very soft and cute. The prey reveals they are awake and they both settle together on the bed and talk quietly. The prey cuddle close to the preds middle. The pred asks if the prey wants to get closer and the prey nods. The pred does another forehead kiss before tucking the prey away for the night. Ahshsgshsg. Just super soft domestic like vore is so cute.
***
I really like g/t cuddles. Just being completely surrounded by your giant friend. They’re being so gentle since they know they could easily cause damage if they weren’t careful. Yet you trust them so much because you know they would never want to or mean to hurt you in any way. So you allow yourself to be swallowed by their form. Metaphorically or physically. Both are acceptable since you trust them so much and they are so happy to hold you close and safe.
It was the first time Adam would be going to voreville and he was so excited to see his friends and be able to hold them and chat to them in person. Putting on his brand new, ironically stomach themed ring, he muttered the words “welcome to voreville” and his vision turned black for a moment.
His vision returned and he looked around at the small square of the little town. Noticing many of his friends over by the comically large playground area. He called out to them and he noticed a few people look his way and wave at him. Then of course there was Rosey, full on sprinting toward him. She was a bit shorter than expected but he didn’t care at that moment. She launched herself into his warm embrace and they both laughed with glee at finally getting to meet face to face.
Of course with anything being possible in this wonderful world Adam and rose had the same idea. He opened his mouth wide enough for her head and she quickly started to wiggle into his open mouth. Her sweet taste dancing across his tongue as he quickly started to swallow her down. His stomach stretching so so wonderfully full as she slipped into his core. Once she was all sealed inside he stumbled a bit from the shift in his balance, quickly sitting with a big huff onto a nearby bench. Rosey shifted in side and he gasped at how nice it felt, how full he was. He hugged the bulge she made close and she squirmed and he could feel her trying to return the gesture. Both just so overwhelmed with excitement and platonic love. What a day to remember.
HOW MUCH I'D LOVE EVERYONE TO SEE THIS. IT DOES CONTAIN SPOILERS AND I'M SORRY!
IF YOU HAVE NOT READ UP TO - Day 45 - Honey you've got a big storm coming! part 2 I would not recommend spoiling it for yourself! If you don't read Widfali, have read to that point, or don't mind, GO AHEAD, FEAST YOUR EYES UPON THIS CHARACTER SHEET...
It's the boy himself. Lynette's very very slightly, older brother, Wicks. I tried to do a little more with dynamic poses? Or at least add a little action too it. xD I AM not good at it yet. One day I will be.
ANYWAY, HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY AND I HOPE YOU ENJOYED!! AND IF YOU HAVE READ THIS FAR SERIOUSLY, THANK YOU SO MUCH!! IT ONLY GETS BETTER FROM HERE!!
I DID NOT KNOW THIS AND THAT IS TOTALLY SICK (in a good way!). THANK YOU!!! ❤️ Gotta get around to maybe hittin' this with some edits. If you have any great links to the specifics of this it'd be very appreciated!
I will try to find an article that uses more layman's terms without botching/misconstruing the information, or I'll try translating the science myself. It would be good practice for translating my own research.
The GI track is full of the same receptors as taste buds but they don't tell the brain anything about flavor. Instead they give signals to the gut to fine-tune its actions.
One example is the gut has the taste sensors for sugar/sweet. The GI track's sweet receptors tell the pancreas "THERE'S SUGAR! MAKE INSULIN!", so that your body can then actually use the sugar it absorbs. Sugar delivered intravenously (injected into a vein) does not stimulate the release on insulin to the same degree. (tasting sugar also causes insulin release but the article goes into detail on experiments that observed the gut's receptors leading to a hormone released to stimulate insulin production)
A little something special I drew up for everyone’s favorite snuggle-slug, @nebbynebbu! I know they aren’t actually that small, but the urge to hold them tightly like a plushie was too strong to resist.
(Who are we napping in? That’s up to Nebby to decide. Perhaps one of our very own friends in Voreville?)
Alexander's information is pretty funny as a half Wendigo who size shifts. His Wendigo form will be different, BUT for now! Tadaa! I plan on doing one for each monster of Widfali! Hopefully this helps all you visual peeps! <3 Getting some good ideas from CJ and Iris!
AND YOU ALL BETTER HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY!! KEEP PROSPERING!! (Have any more questions, go ahead and send them over. I might be missing some stuff!)
I'm pumping more snippets out again, getting very productive on the discord. I love you guys so much and thank you for enabling me.
Just imagine a usually venomous aggressive naga in a jungle finding someone hurt and alone and so very scared. The naga is so careful as they swallow the poor scared prey. They quickly go home as their belly gets to work secreting a healing liquid and that freaks out the prey more. The naga coo’s at them and tells them they will be ok. Curbing in on themself and gently rubbing at the prey as the liquid starts to mend and heal the prey's wounds. Maybe they fight off a different pred that had originally hurt the poor prey.
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I wanna be a small around a big pred friend's house, just. Running around like a little mouse, climbing impossible surfaces, and building things out of food. I have so many silly little food ideas but I don’t know if anyone wants to hear those. Just having fun being small for a day and then being swallowed by the pred after I’ve had my fun. Maybe grow back to normal in the belly if they were able to handle that. They get to be super full and I get to be extra cozy after a fun-filled day.
continuing the idea above here's many silly ideas of what a small could do with food. A slide made of a fruit roll-up. swimming in a bowl of punch and lounging on some of the whole fruit in it. Literally burrowing into soft fruit and making a little cozy tunnel of sugar. Trying to build a sugar castle but it disintegrates into the water you tried to use. Cotten candy wigs. Pasta royalty, livable gingerbread houses with edible neighbors. Swinging around on a licorice rope. Making a mini coffin out of an empty peanut shell. Also making a stupid costume out of a peanut shell imagoofygoober. Wrestling with a gummy snake, hugging a gummy bear close, and make a tent out of tall chips. Trapeze over a pot of soup. Rest on a bed of rice, and maybe have a seaweed blanket. Wrestle a still-wiggling fish. Chill out (heh) on an ice cream Sunday. Bathe ima. Sink or wear little sponge shoes to help clean up. Literal sugar scrub bath in a bowl. Bread bowl house. Maybe carve out a tougher loaf to make a little home inside of
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Just a happy little prey enjoying and stealing some of the pred's food and messing around. Maybe diving under the salad leaves when the pred tries to gently grab them. And once there’s no more door for the prey to hide under the pred list them up and pops them into their mouth. Happily licking off any food bits before swallowing them down. A perfect finish to their meal. They happily pat their belly as the tiny joins the food once more. The tiny relaxes as the belly works around them. The pred was happy and content with the little game the two played and how happy the prey was. Now it was time to rest a bit before letting out their friend.
The little blurb became a lot bigger. Was super self indulgent because why not.
Rose was feeling exausted her arms and legs felt like lead from the long tiring day of school she had to deal with. She got home and pulled out the little ring that would bring her to voreville. A small pocket dimension where she and all her friends could go hang out and do impossible yet wonderful things. Rose slipped the silver ring with intestine symbols wrapping around the band and a small smiling stomach on the top of the ring.
“Welcome to voreville” she said aloud and found herself now in a small plaza. A symbol of the smiling stomach on the floor made of tiles. She smiles at the blue and purple sky above as the sun started to set. She headed over to a cozy looking home and knocked on the door. Adam soon answered and happily let her in. She smiled at him despite her exhaustion. They usually hung out together watching videos and chatting. Adam opened his arms for a hug and rose happily gave one before ducking her head against his chest. He gently patted her back as he quietly asked,
“rough day?” She nodded. “Do you want to go inside?” She nodded again. He took a step back as rose closed her eyes and started to shrink a bit. Stopping at about 2 feet tall. Adam gently picked her and and moved to the very plush couch in the living room. Making sure to rub at roses back as he walked. She leaned into his touch and let out a tired hum of appreciation. Adam smiled at this and felt so warm inside that she trusted him so much with this activity. To allow him to hold her so impossibly close as a good friend. She trusted him and he would make sure to never ever hurt that trust. He slipped her feet and legs into his mouth. Moving fairly quickly since rose seemed extra tired today. Gently guiding her smaller form past his lips as light swallows helped her further.
Once her waist was past his lips she tiredly nuzzled the bridge of his nose. And he made a sound of delight at the adorable action. He used one of his hands to gently pat her head in return before continuing. Swallowing a few more times before sealing her inside with the soft clock of his teeth and a final stronger swallow. He could feel her fill him to the brim stretching out his middle so so perfectly. He could feel her every shift the gentle breathing and beating of her heart even if he focused. He started to rub at her back as she settled and let out a soft gasp as she pushed out a bit into his hand, welcoming his touch.
Adam almost geared up from the sheer trust and love he felt just from that movement. Silently saying that he would always be here for her if she needed and she thanked him by gently massaging the area around her. No words were needed as the two settled and basked in their trust and deep friendship.
The little blurb became a lot bigger. Was super self indulgent because why not.
Rose was feeling exausted her arms and legs felt like lead from the long tiring day of school she had to deal with. She got home and pulled out the little ring that would bring her to voreville. A small pocket dimension where she and all her friends could go hang out and do impossible yet wonderful things. Rose slipped the silver ring with intestine symbols wrapping around the band and a small smiling stomach on the top of the ring.
“Welcome to voreville” she said aloud and found herself now in a small plaza. A symbol of the smiling stomach on the floor made of tiles. She smiles at the blue and purple sky above as the sun started to set. She headed over to a cozy looking home and knocked on the door. Adam soon answered and happily let her in. She smiled at him despite her exhaustion. They usually hung out together watching videos and chatting. Adam opened his arms for a hug and rose happily gave one before ducking her head against his chest. He gently patted her back as he quietly asked,
“rough day?” She nodded. “Do you want to go inside?” She nodded again. He took a step back as rose closed her eyes and started to shrink a bit. Stopping at about 2 feet tall. Adam gently picked her and and moved to the very plush couch in the living room. Making sure to rub at roses back as he walked. She leaned into his touch and let out a tired hum of appreciation. Adam smiled at this and felt so warm inside that she trusted him so much with this activity. To allow him to hold her so impossibly close as a good friend. She trusted him and he would make sure to never ever hurt that trust. He slipped her feet and legs into his mouth. Moving fairly quickly since rose seemed extra tired today. Gently guiding her smaller form past his lips as light swallows helped her further.
Once her waist was past his lips she tiredly nuzzled the bridge of his nose. And he made a sound of delight at the adorable action. He used one of his hands to gently pat her head in return before continuing. Swallowing a few more times before sealing her inside with the soft clock of his teeth and a final stronger swallow. He could feel her fill him to the brim stretching out his middle so so perfectly. He could feel her every shift the gentle breathing and beating of her heart even if he focused. He started to rub at her back as she settled and let out a soft gasp as she pushed out a bit into his hand, welcoming his touch.
Adam almost geared up from the sheer trust and love he felt just from that movement. Silently saying that he would always be here for her if she needed and she thanked him by gently massaging the area around her. No words were needed as the two settled and basked in their trust and deep friendship.
A perfect hangout with amazing snacks and chatting about potions and bottles and all sorts of fantasy whatnot. Cj was so happy to have been able to hang out with Rosey. They were at home. Both just chilling in the kitchen. Rosey had shrunken herself to enjoy a jelly-filled doughnut and Cj couldn’t help the thought that crossed their mind.
Due to focusing on how nice it might feel to gobble up Rosa and the doughnut she was now happily sitting in, they ended up staring a bit much. Rosey met their state and blushes a bit realizing they were probably thinks of the same thing. Since they shared so many ideas and brainwork’s. Rosey was the first to speak up.
“I wouldn’t mind.” This snapped Cj out of their daydreaming and they made a sound of questioning. “You can… uhh eat me. I wouldn’t mind.” Rosa said looking away with a faint blush at how awkwardly she said it. Cj just smiled before gently grabbing her around her middle and lifting her up to their face.
“Are you absolutely sure? Like, no joke or anything?” Cj asked making sure that Rosey was certain with her decision. She nodded and made a cute little grabby hand motion toward Cj’s face.
“Yes! I… since we both like it and I saw you staring and…ya.” She rambled before cutting herself off. Cj chuckled and grout up their other hand to lightly ruffle her hair.
“Cute.” They hummed and Rosey just sucked her head to hide her blush. Cj then moved her closer to their mouth pausing and looking down their nose at her. She nodded and made a small squeaking sound as Cj’s tongue slipped out from between their lips and started to lick the thick jelly from her form. Cj couldn’t help the hum of delight at the raspberry jam and the strawberry flavor she had. And quickly started to guide her legs into their mouth. Careful to not even let a tooth near her form.
She squirmed a bit as the tongue prodded her middle letting out a small giggle at the ticklish sensation. Cj smiled around her legs and started to tilt their head back. This gave Rosey ample time to give any protests but Cj was given a gentle pat on their tongue to signal she was ready to go. So they lightly swallowed feeling her small form start to slip into their throat. She wiggled a bit but mostly to adjust before the next swallow pulled her legs into Cj’s mouth. They quickly licked at the appendages as they disappeared down their throat. A hand now gently massaging their throat as Rosey descended. Wiggling every once in a while. Once the little bulge passed Cj’s collar they let out a small sigh, catching their breath. Before letting out a small sound of delight at feeling Rosa start to fill their stomach.
Stretching it slightly but in a way that no one could tell that they had their close friend so impossibly close. “You alright in there?” Cj asked gently rubbing their middle to feel where her little form resided. They gasped softly as they felt both inside and out little hands gently push back against their own fingers.
“I’m alright! It’s cool in here! And we can still chat!” Rosey said loudly to make sure Cj could hear her. “Also the floor is so weirdly bouncy! But like firm. Like one of those inflatable castle places!” Cj couldn’t help but giggle at the feeling of her moving around. Poking and pushing different areas and lightly tickling them. Rosey eventually settled and heard some chewing from above. Realizing that Cj was finishing off her doughnut. She shoved the food off of her as it joined the space. Knowing that she would be fine in her friend. Once the doughnut had been consumed they both continued to chat despite the loud sounds of the stomach working on the doughnut. Both were very happy with that day's outcome and hoped to hang out like this again
