Deeper in the Den

20/male/vore kink sideblog. 18+ ONLY: MINORS DNI. SFW vore at @better-with-dragons

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Hello! This is a little introductory post for those who’ve either found me from my main blog or just stumbled across me. Call me Dragon. I’m 20 and use he/him. I am an adult, and this is a kink oriented sideblog, so I’ll say this again, MINORS DNI. This is strictly 18+. This includes minors dming me asking about nsfw. If you do not have your age stated in your bio or have it stated that you’re a minor and not an adult and you dm me asking to talk about nsfw stuff, I will block you. If you still want to see more from me, go follow my main blog @better-with-dragons. I keep my sfw vore content there. It’ll also be the blog where I follow you from.

I switch back and forth between pred and prey, so you’ll likely see both here, but I really enjoy being a pred. Here, along with general belly kink stuff (preg, stuffing, etc), you will find strictly safe/soft vore. I won’t do hard vore/fatal vore, that’s a big no from me. If you like it, that’s fine, you just won’t find it here. I miiight do digestion with reformation, but don't count on it, as I vastly prefer safe vore. I also won’t do nsfw with ocs from my main blog, especially Terentius, so please don’t ask me to write anything nsfw involving them. I’ll make ocs for this blog eventually.

Have fun, and remember, everything is better with dragons!

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My first time drawing preg art! Keep in mind I'm new to drawing preg... or cervitaurs... I'm new to drawing a lot of things

This sweet boy's name is Hawthorn. He was originally gonna be married off to the leader of another whitetail herd, but he wound up falling for the mysterious felitaur wandering through his herd's territory. Now he may or may not have a baby or two in there... oops.

Might draw the dad at some point, he hasn't left the picture lol

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I adore when preds play with their overstuffed bellies. When they've gulped down a big prey or multiple prey or both, their belly's just so huge and heavy and sensitive that they can't help but play with it.

My favorite is when preds lay on their bellies and rut against their greedy gut, feeling the bloated mass of flesh beneath them wobble as they press it against the sheets or the floor. The pred can't help themself as they rock back and forth, feeling the contents of their big belly slosh around, hearing the loud gurgles and their prey's little whimpers. Even if they could get up, they don't want to. Being weighed down by such a delightfully heavy belly is one of the best feelings in the world.

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I have to admit, although I’m not really into the weight gain kink (primarily due to my own personal experiences lol, I have nothing against plus size people), there’s something so precious about seeing someone with a belly stuffed so full that it’s almost painful, rubbing their swollen belly as it churns away at the food packed inside.

One of my favorite tropes is a tiny character trying to eat normal sized food, like someone a few inches tall with eyes bigger than their stomach trying to eat a regular sized piece of cake. They get halfway through before they realize that they’ve bitten off more than they can chew, and they end up having to sit down because their bellies are so heavy. They curl over their sloshy belly and try to rub away the ache, listening to the loud gurgles and churning. Their poor tummy is so big and taut that it’s starting to turn pink around the stretched middle. It’s so cute, seeing them so full and stuffed... someone should help them out.

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I know you were teasing me when you called me a glutton.

You poked my soft, empty belly, which had started growling up a storm, and called me a glutton with a little giggle in your voice. I know you were just making a little joke.

But, honestly, you're right.

I love it when my belly's full near to bursting, whether it be from the delicious meals you make me or, more likely, when you're my meal. I love when I swallow you down and I get a bit breathless, eating so fast that I get the hiccups. I love when I eat you in the dining room and I have to stagger like a drunk to the bedroom to fully enjoy you because you make my belly so heavy that I can barely walk. I love laying on my huge, overstuffed gut, listening to its loud gurgles and sloshes, feeling you wiggling around within me. I absolutely love being weighed down by my big, sexy tummy, unable to move as I play with it, watching it jiggle and wobble around, hearing you whine and feeling you squirm inside me as my greedy gut squishes you inside.

So, if I'm a glutton, then I'll wear that title the same way I wear my big belly when you're stuffed inside it - with pride.

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Currently adore the idea of an experienced pred helping a first time pred swallow their first prey.

The first time pred isn't used to having such a full, sensitive belly, and the experienced pred teases them for it. "Awww, your tummy's so cute!" they say as they give the belly a few gentle pats, watching it wobble. The first time pred is flushed and panting, both from exertion and arousal as the experienced pred plays with their stuffed belly. "It feels good when it's full and heavy like this, huh? Get you filled up so it's nice and round."

The prey inside starts to squirm when they hear what the experienced pred is saying, and the first time pred flushes bright red as their belly starts to move, and the experienced pred laughs. "Looks like your prey's a squirmy one! You picked a good one, those are the best."

Meanwhile the first time pred is panting and whining, so close to cumming from the sensations inside and the pred jiggling their belly around. They just know that they need to do this again.

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Thinking about creating a pred character who's sort of a belly for rent. Prey (or curious preds sometimes) can pay to spend time in the belly, and he'll do anything they request within reason. I don't think I've seen a pred sex worker character before and I really wanna design one for some kinky shenanigans, lol

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I haven't eaten anything yet today. My stomach feels so empty, and the noises it's making sound awful. I wish you were here with me, slipping down my waiting gullet, dropping into my empty gut, stretching out my belly so it's nice and heavy. I'd love nothing more than to slosh you around in there, feeling your little movements, seeing the bulges you make in my big, round gut. Hfffff, just the thought of it is making my stomach growl.

I think I'll skip lunch today so I'll be even hungrier when I get home. You're going to fill me up so well, sweetheart. I can't wait to have you for dinner~

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I've been playing around with polyam vore partners, and I've grown to love the idea of a prey couple in love who invite a pred into their relationship, especially if that pred is a particularly ravenous one. One prey can get gulped down while the pred plays with their big belly, teasing the other prey with it, squishing the other prey against the bed. Once the pred gets the other prey down, they can enjoy their huge, overstuffed belly, so sensitive, so full of prey, and the prey within can... enjoy their time with each other, so to speak. It's a perfect arrangement for everyone, really.

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One of my favorite vore tropes is a pred teasing their prey with a full, gurgly belly. Maybe the pred stuffed themself silly and is pressing their prey's head to their belly to hear the food churning around in them as it digests. The prey knows they can move, but they're fixated on the noises in there, especially if the pred plays with their belly to make the contents slosh around.

Or maybe the pred has two prey, and one of them is currently in their pred's gut. The pred uses that huge, distended belly to pin their other prey down, grinning as they see their prey get more and more hot under the collar. The prey still on the outside can't get away, helpless to do anything but hear the prey's little noises coming from inside, watch the bulges forming against the pred's skin, and listen to just how noisy and full the pred's stomach is - though the pred isn't quite full enough just yet. There's still room for one more in there.

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Kind of in love with the idea of a pred couple inviting a prey into their relationship. The possibilities are amazing. Maybe the two preds enjoy flustering their prey with teasing and flirting, telling their prey how delicious they smell and how much they’ll enjoy having their prey inside of them. Maybe they’ll argue over who gets to swallow the prey that night since their bellies are both so empty, meanwhile the prey’s turning beet red from both embarrassment and need.

Or maybe one pred gets to swallow the prey, while the other pred gets to have all the fun with it. They love seeing how big the other pred’s belly gets, and they’ll rub it, play with it, listen to all the noises coming from it, while the full pred relaxes and bathes in the attention they’re getting. The prey sandwiched between the two preds goes along for the ride, though I don’t doubt they’re certainly enjoying all that tummy attention too~

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I love seeing other preds get jealous.

It's so funny, really. I enjoy when they glare at me not with disgust or upset, but envy. It's a wonderful feeling.

They wish they had a belly like mine. They wish they had such filling prey, eager to go down their throats and fill their stomachs the way you do with me. They could only dream of having a belly as big and perfectly round as mine.

I sit here rubbing my swollen gut proudly, listening to the sloshing and churning from within. I don't know if you can feel their gazes on you, but I can tell that they want you. I smirk as they stare at me with envy in their eyes. I rub my belly and jiggle it around a bit, taunting them. They leave in a frustrated huff, jealous of how full and satisfied I am.

A particularly loud gurgle rumbles from my gut, and I grin and pat it a few times. You wriggle around within me, making little bulges in my big belly. Seeing the movement from within me makes my smile even wider.

Showing you off like this is one of my favorite things in the world.

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I can't help it if I'm a bit greedy.

You were so cute sitting across the table from me, rubbing your overfilled little tummy like that. You always did tend to stuff yourself when you were super hungry. I didn't mind, though; I love seeing you with that adorable belly of yours.

Damn, you smelled so delicious, so sweet, like a pie on an open windowsill in a cartoon. My empty stomach growled at the thought of having you inside me, weighing me down like that.

So, naturally, I helped myself.

You were a bit tricky to get down this time with how full your tummy was, but that only meant I had more of you to savor, more of you to salivate over as you slid down into my waiting, gurgly gut. Feeling you sliding your way down my throat and into my painfully empty stomach was nothing short of divine.

I had to practically waddle over to the couch with how heavy you made me as you entered my growing belly more and more. Once I sat down, I was able to swallow the last bit of you, enjoying your taste for as long as possible. The feeling of a sudden heavy weight moving within me and the sight of my belly jiggling as you dropped all the way inside me sent me to a glutton's paradise.

I'm still a bit breathless as I sit here, playing with my heavy, hanging tummy resting between my legs. You fill me up so well, darling. If only you could see how huge and round you make my belly look.

My greedy tummy gurgles and sloshes as I play with it, massaging it and patting it to watch it wobble. I'd normally be worried about how you feel in there, but judging by your sweet little moans and squirms, I'd say you're enjoying this as much as I am. Keep squirming like that, honey. You have no idea how good it feels.

Maybe I should indulge myself a bit more often.

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There's something so inherently sexy about preds who flaunt their prey bellies. Don't get me wrong, I love comfy, cozy preds in big hoodies and sweaters, that's adorable. Wholesome shit. But preds in tight shirts, maybe even crop tops, or anything else that flaunts the belly is hot as hell. It's like they're proudly displaying the prey within them, showing off that they've got the perfect prey to make their gut so full and heavy.

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Fuck, you feel so good inside me.

You went down so easily, too. You were a little squirmy from excitement, but I can't blame you. I'd be eager too, if I were in your position.

I love how well you fill me up. My normally small belly now rests on my lap, huge and heavy and so full of you. It's so sensitive to the touch, too; every little movement you make sends wonderful shivers through me, and touching my taut skin fills me with a gluttonous bliss.

My belly gurgles around you as the fleshy walls squeeze you tight. The noise makes you squirm within me, and the flush in my cheeks deepens. I start to rub my swollen tummy, basking in how good you feel, how you warm me up from the inside, how satisfying your weight deep in my gut feels.

I can hear your sweet little gasps and whines, which make my heart flutter. You sound so precious when you're this excited.

Don't you worry, darling, you'll be coming out eventually.

I want to savor you over and over again.

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I love seeing that look on your face.

You know the one I’m talking about. The one you make when you’re trying to maintain composure, trying to make it look like you aren’t staring, like you have no idea that I’m teasing you.

It’s a fun little game we play. You always try to get the better of me, try to act like you’re unaffected by my ploys, but we both know how this will go. 

I came prepared to tonight’s game. It’s still warm enough for me to wear my favorite crop top, exposing my belly. We also decided to get pizza for lunch; you said we could have the leftovers for dinner. Trying to act like you don’t know where this will go, how cute.

I sit here on the couch now, having just eaten a few slices. My belly’s kicking up a storm of grumbling and gurgling, audible growls emanating from within me as it churns away at the food within me.

We both know you can hear it. As we sit here watching tv, I can see the little furtive glances you’re sneaking down at me. I act all nonchalant, yawning and stretching my arms above my head, letting you see my belly some more. Your face darkens with a blush. Now we’re getting somewhere.

My belly gives a particularly loud growl, and I smile and pat my belly a couple times. I can tell you’re getting antsy. I know what you want.

But I won’t give it to you so easily.

“Is something wrong?” I ask, seeing your face. You shake your head, and I decide to push a little more. “Sorry if my stomach is making too much noise. I might’ve eaten a bit too much.”

You try and play it off. You tell me it’s alright, “It’s not too loud, it’s fine,” as my stomach gurgles again.

“Ugh, I’m so full,” I groan as I start rubbing my belly. “I might not have room for dinner...”

I can hear you whimper a little bit at the mention of another meal. I shoot you a look, one eyebrow raised, starting to smirk. 

“You wanna listen?” I ask. “Is that why you keep staring at me? Why I keep seeing you look at my belly?”

Your blush deepens even more, but you nod, and I pat my lap as an invitation. You readjust how you’re sitting so your head rests on my lap, ear right next to my burbling gut. I put one hand on your head, pushing your ear even closer.

“You hear that?” I tease, snickering as I watch your face turning from pink to red. “You like hearing my stomach all nice and loud like that?”

You whine and shift a little, and I laugh. I love it when you get this cute and flustered.

“God, I’m so full,” I moan exaggeratedly. “But I’m still hungry... I guess I’ll have to wait for dinner.”

Your entire face turns a lovely shade of crimson. I grin from ear to ear. We both know how this little game ends.

I hope you like what you’re hearing, because at the end of the night, that’s where you’ll be going.