🔞 forever cursed with dehibilitating tummy autism

there is vore on this blog. do not look at this blog unless you want to see vore. | they/them | adult, over 20 | 🔞 NO MINORS !!!

[hydrochloria]

Blog Info (pls read before following)

⚠️ this is my blog that I use to post about vore. do not look at this blog unless you want to read about vore. ⚠️

if you've made it this far, hello! I am 20+ years of age, attracted to fem people, and exclusively enjoy the prey & observer roles. I went to school for creative writing, and now I have decided to use my knowledge to create the deeply cursed (to most) fetish erotica of my dreams :) yaaaaay

I'm pretty picky when it comes to my vore preferences. Things you might find here include:

✅ soft, non-fatal vore with painless/pleasant digestion, absorption, and reformation

✅ preds of all genders (though I am only attracted to fem people, so you probably won't find any preds with facial hair, short hair, masculine presentation, etc.)

✅ reluctant & willing prey

✅ vore ranging from larger tinnies to same-size (basically, I want the pred to feel full. otherwise I will be deeply underwhelmed 👎)

Stuff that you will not find here, and/or that you should not approach me with:

🚫 any type of vore other than oral

🚫 explicitly fatal vore (open-ended vore or anything where there could theoretically be reformation that just isn't being mentioned is fine)

🚫 graphic/gorey/painful digestion

🚫 super unwilling prey, or anything else where the prey is in severe emotional distress or agony

🚫 any type of pred that isn't a human or a very human-leaning humanoid/monster. (no hate to furries btw. I actually am a furry, but it isn't sexual for me. I just like drawing myself as a creature.)

I reserve the right to curate by internet experience by blocking anyone who makes me uncomfortable, for any reason.

You will be blocked if your blog contains erotic content involving any of the following:

🚫 ageplay, DDLG/MDLG/DDLB/MDLB or any other sort of "age" kink content

🚫 incest or fauxcest

🚫 rape/noncon (CNC is fine, so long as it's written as a scene between two consenting characters who are explicitly enjoying themselves. a diagetic lack of consent/enjoyment is what I will block over)

🚫 feral (i.e. non-sapient) animals

🚫 sexual content of underaged characters

🚫 snuff/necrophilia

Additionally, if your blog is vore-related, I may or may not feel compelled to block you if I find that I'm being recommended your content and your posts contain:

🚫 scat/disposal

🚫 farting (burps are fine)

🚫 types of vore that I'm not a fan of (see my earlier list), i.e. cock vore, anal vore, anything super graphic, or anything where the prey is extremely distressed

also, in case this wasn't already clear:

🔞 NO MINORS WHATSOEVER. 🔞

This is a weird sex thing for me (sorry). You're welcome to follow me if this isn't a weird sex thing for you, so long as you accept that vore might be discussed and in a sexual way on this blog and are also an adult. Do not tag any of my posts as "safe for work." Do not share any of my posts to blogs that are not 18+. I will block you if you believe minors should be allowed in vore spaces.

You can send me asks if you want, but please respect my boundaries and be aware that I am pretty picky. I might not respond if I feel uncomfortable or if you've written to me about something that simply isn't my thing. If you send me something that I've already asked you not to approach me with, or if you sent me something like "you're a freak and I hate you," you're also not getting a response, lmao.

[hydrochloria]

vore fanfic idea: so the characters in one of my pieces of special interest media spend some time in an evil dystopian military before they all defect or are killed resisting. many of them receive enhancements that make them stronger, and my favorite character is effectively the one that's the "most enhanced." so I had the idea of, like. what if the enhancements cause vore predators to need to eat more prey in order to stay strong. which would make my favorite character the one that needs to eat the most prey 🥴. I'm thinking that for most preds, they maybe need to eat around once a month, but for this character it's more like once every 2-ish weeks, or something ridiculous like that.

and then. what if these characters are all on a mission together in the middle of nowhere, and the character that I like is so hungry for prey that don't have the strength to fight or continue on. and everyone else is like, "oH nO I gUeSS oNE oF uS iS gOinG tO hAvE tO fEeD tHeM 😳😳😳."

all my vore worlds have painless digestion and reformation, so no one's afraid of dying or being hurt. it's just that the whole situation is pretty awkward. everyone is some combination of nervous and secretly intrigued (since although being eaten doesn't hurt or harm anyone, it's still definitely nerve-wreaking in maybe the same way as, like, going skiing for the first time or getting surgery -- everyone's safe, but the whole process is just kind of weird and intense). the pred character is very beautiful and intimidating, so just about everyone else there kind of wants to be eaten by them on some level. but they also don't want the pred character to find out that they feel this way, because that would "make it weird," since for the pred character, this is just how they take their meals, and not necessarily an intimate act.

eventually someone is chosen to be eaten; by the end of the swallowing process the onlookers are all trying very hard to hide how much they're blushing, and the prey's whimpers are mistaken for an expression of fear rather than arousal. the pred character tries their best to be gentle, apologetic, and affirming since this wasn't planned for; they say things like, "thank you for feeding me," "you're doing so well," "you feel so filling and agreeable," and "just relax and try to settle in," while affectionately rubbing and patting their belly in an attempt to soothe the prey, but all of this just makes the prey and onlookers even more flustered.

since the pred needs a some time to lie down and digest their meal before they're able to move again, it's eventually suggested that someone rub their belly while they rest to help "move the process along." whoever ends up on belly-rubbing duty ends up praying to whatever gods may or may not exist that the pred character can't tell they've been launched right into subspace 😭

much to consider. hghfhdhhgggghhhhhgghh.

[hydrochloria]

(vent, cw for me discussing being deeply disturbed by a very cruel and graphic vore story that wasn't tagged properly & involved child characters.)

I feel actually disturbed and disgusted because I clicked a link on a reddit thread that lead to a story on eka's portal. they didn't say anything about the story, just that they'd been looking for it and found it. anyway, it was about a woman and her BABY getting hard vored, and it WASN'T TAGGED AT ALL. what the actual fuck.

(note: hard vore distrubs me to begin with, but simply missing it in the tags was my bad. the other stuff was simply not warned for at all, though)

[wonderful-bellies]

Can I try something? If you're in the v/ ore community here, please reblog?

No pressure to of course, but looking back so much of the community has broken apart or left and I'd just really like to see how many people are still around, if we can make anything from this.

[hydrochloria]

⚠️ 18+ ONLY ⚠️

this is an erotic vore story. do not read this unless you want to read about vore. also, do not repost it to blogs labeled "safe for work," tag it as "safe for work," or share it with minors.

Contains: soft vore, safe vore, observer POV, prey POV (it switches halfway through), implied observer × pred relationship, caring observer, willing prey, gender-ambiguous reader, she/her pred with breasts, reluctant to willing pred, stoic/reserved pred, subby pred, stuffed pred, safe digestion, gross (and squeezy?) digestion, pleasurable/painless digestion, messy stomach, tight stomach, implied reformation, stomach noises, belly rubs

Additional warnings: the digestion in this is safe and pleasurable for the prey, but it's also a little bit...grindy? crushy?? I wouldn't describe it as graphic or gorey; it's mostly just very rough squeezing, but do exercise caution if you think that might upset you.

Additional Notes: If some details in this seem oddly specific, that's because this is technically redacted f4nd0m vore, lol. I sincerely doubt that there's enough here for anyone to glean the source material, but on the off chance you think you know what this is a f4nf1c of, please do not type the name of it in the comments. I do not want this showing up in non-vore related search results!

***

You're sitting in her lap, snuggled up against her chest, when you hear a wet, grindy rumble that tapers off into a high, squelchy gurgle. You sit up straighter, and angle your neck so that you can see her face. She gazes down at you with her usual stoic expression, but you notice her pupils are slitted. Being near you must be triggering her hunting instincts.

With some difficulty, you wrap an arm around her shoulder -- she's nearly two feet taller than you, but when you're sitting like this it becomes possible, though you have to stretch your arm a bit. Her thin pupils dart along with your motions, locking on to your every movement.

"Sweetheart," you say with gentle concern in your voice, as you caress behind her neck. She feels very tense. "Your tummy doesn't sound so good. Do you need something to eat?"

She shakes her head, though her pupils remain fixed in your direction as she does so. "I'm used to it," she says in her usual soft, flat tone, "I can control myself."

"That's not what I mean," you say, frowning as you massage up along her scalp -- she's sensitive there; you feel her untense a little as you do so. "You know you can have me whenever you want, right?"

She wraps her own arm around you, and exerts just enough force to press you back against her chest. Despite her overwhelming physical strength, she's always so careful and gentle with you. "I want you out here. So I can hold you, and kiss you."

"Okay," you say, smiling a little. She might be famously intimidating, but you've never been able to get over how just sweet she can be when she's comfortable. "How about I make an order for someone? Would that be alright?"

"Only if you want to." Her hold on you tightens just a little. "I'll manage just fine."

"If you insist," she says, smoothing your hair. You hear her stomach again; this time the sound is a deep, gravelly grumble that you can feel ripple across her belly. That can't be comfortable, you think. You hope her stomach will settle once she's fed.

"I do want to." You nuzzle into her chest, and give her a little kiss between her breasts. "It's not good for you to go without prey for so long. Your body needs those kinds of meals to be healthy. It's nothing to feel bad about."

***

Hours later, she lies on her back, resting under the weight of her well-fed belly. You press into the top of it, and she groans a little as you start to rub. You've just finished feeding her a three-course, homecooked meal, along with three prey you found through one of those "prey for pay" apps -- lots of people find her attractive, so it's never hard to find someone a little bit too eager to spend the evening in her guts, but you really lucked out this time. Everything must be packed nice and tight in there.

"Yes," she says, her breath hitching, "It does." Her previously slitted pupils are now blown wide.

"Good girl," you say, lowering your voice into a more soothing tone. You think you hear her stifle a whimper as you press down a little harder. "I bet all of that food feels so good inside your belly."

"I'm so glad," you say, leaning in to give her a little kiss around her navel, where the bulge in her upper gut starts to round down. Then, using both hands, you start to massage strong circles into crest of her belly; her stomach is firm and full underneath the soft layer of her paunch. "You feel so taut. It's really stretching you out, isn't it?" You continue pushing and rubbing. Her breaths have become deep and heavy, and if you listen closely, you can hear the quiet little grunts and moans she can't help but let out. "Your stomach must be filled to the brim."

It sounds like it would be unpleasant, but being digested has always been your favorite part of feeding yourself to her. The sensation is almost like an impossibly warm and tight hug that squuezes you right at your core, that pulses up and down your entire body until you feel all flushed and fuzzy. You're sure whoever's in there is having a great time.

As you continue to rub, you feel the surface of her belly tremble a little as it starts to rumble and gurgle. Her stomach must be starting to release its first round of digestive juices, the ones meant for regular food. Soon, her digestive contractions will strengthen, and her gut will start to secrete a special mixture of gastric acids and extra-strong enzymes meant to help her break down whole prey. Her gut muscles, which are far stronger than those of a human, will start to wring and knead her food until it's optimized for absorption, stirred up into a thick, bubbly slop meant to be gulped down into her intestines and taken into her body as nourishment.

***

It's so tight that you can barely even wiggle around. Plush, slimey stomach lining smothers you on one side, while you're packed into a dense mass of mush on all others. You can hear and feel strong, bassy rumbles tremble up through you as they work their way to the top of the stomach, as well as some thick, wet burbling and gurping sounds coming from deep in the belly, where things have just started to soften. Every now and then, a firm but gentle squeeze rolls over your body, pressing you against the rest of the massive, doughy bolus the pred's stomach has worked her meal into. Sometimes, the stomach wall pushes right into you, and something on the other side of the lining begins to knead over and around your body with brutal force, almost as if it's trying to crush you, smearing you with slimey stomach mucus and secretions in the process. You can hear the pred's heart thumping fast and hard, hear her breaths quicken between her hums and sighs.

You've never been digested like this, as mere part of a meal rather than the main course. Nor have you ever been inside a belly glutted so full of food, inside a stomach where every last fold has been stretched out to its absolute limit. Your own stomach turns pleasurably at the thought of how surfieted your devourer must be, how huge and heavy her belly must feel, bulging out from her middle, bursting with the satiating bulk of her dinner. You decide you'll do your best to be still and agreeable for her. Right now, you want nothing more than to be a good meal, to settle in her stomach and digest pleasingly, to help make her belly feel warm and weighty and full.

A thick, guttral churning sound starts from somewhere deep inside her belly, and soon, you feel slop shifting and stirring around you as her gut begins to wring you in a slow, crushing motion. Pressure tears into your core as her stomach grips you tighter and tighter, and you shiver, your mind and body fuzzy with a pleasurable sort of dread, as her gut practically *chews* you with its insurmountable, pulsing rings of pure muscle. Thick, bubbly glorps and meaty gurps start to sound around you as her belly continues to macerate its dinner -- you -- with vigorus, grinding churns and relentless force. A warm buzz begins on your skin and quicky works its way deeper inside you, until you feel flushed and tingly in your core. Deep gurgles and gurns rumble though you, and the edges of your being become fuzzy as you're smothered in gastric slime and slop. You know the pred must be able to feel you succumbing to digestion, feel the rich mass of her dinner breaking down into a thick, nourishing stew with little resistance, her meal pleasing her with every pleasant churn and stirr that works its way up to her belly's brim from its pit.

[interesting-choices-one-makes]

ew forbidden hot tub

[snowkissedmonsters]

A necessary reminder!!

[hydrochloria]

I'm drawing vore art for the first time since there is somehow little to no vore art of my pred crush, despite them being an extremely popular and beloved character who lots of people think is hot. I think it is turning out pretty good so far. I draw all the time but this is my first time drawing anything of this nature lol

[hydrochloria]

hilariously, drawing the huge tummy, which I thought would be the hard part, was actually pretty easy. It's the freaking HANDS that are messing with me!!!

[hydrochloria]

I'm drawing vore art for the first time since there is somehow little to no vore art of my pred crush, despite them being an extremely popular and beloved character who lots of people think is hot. I think it is turning out pretty good so far. I draw all the time but this is my first time drawing anything of this nature lol

[hydrochloria]

this kink is so goofy because instead of being like, "I bet she has a huge cock/tight pussy" or whatever tf people who aren't freaky asexuals think when they have a crush on a character, I'm like. "I bet she has such lucious and pillowy rugae." god help me

[hydrochloria]

⚠️ 18+ ONLY! NO MINORS!!! ⚠️

this is a vore story. don't read this unless you're into vore. if you don't like vore and decide to read this, then you will probably not have a very good time at all!!!

there is no actual sex or mention of genitals in this story, but it was written for erotic purposes. do not tag it as "sfw" or share it with anyone under the age of 18.

contains: he/him (but not necessarily male or male-identifying) pred*, full & sleepy pred, observer POV, mass vore, ambiguous size difference, ambiguously gendered prey, implicitly annoyed prey, soft/goopy/painless digestion, post-vore digestion, reformation, safe/non-fatal vore, belly noises, belly rubs

*they could be a he/him lesbian, or a he/him nonbinary person! personally I was imagining the latter, but you are of course free to envision whatever you want.

disclaimer: I write often, but this is my first time writing something this blatantly self-indulgent. I've been lurking on voreblr for a long time and thought I'd give writing vore a try; I hope I did ok!

You find him in the bedroom, lying on his side to accomodate his engorged belly. He's breathing deep and slow as though he's asleep, though you know this probably isn't the case. He tends to enter a state of hazy half-awareness once he sucumbs to the sleepy satisfaction brought on by one of his heavy meals.

You flush a little, and your heart beats a little faster at the sight. You love curling up next to him after he's eaten. You climb into bed, resting your head next to his soft chest and pressing your torso against his stuffed gut. He makes a soft "Mm" sound and shifts to accommodate you, unfurling his body somewhat and placing a hand on your back to guide you closer.

Getting comfortable, you press one hand into the roof of his belly and the other against its side, then start to push and knead. After a few minutes of thorough massaging, something seems to shift or soften inside him, and you hear a wet glub! and glop! before feeling a strong, guttral rumble make its way through his middle. He makes another rich, satisfied sound, almost like a purr or a pleased growl.

When he first started letting you around him after he ate, you were worried by how loud his stomach noises could get sometimes, but now you know that for preds, these sounds indicate deep and healthy digestion. You've also gathered that he...very much enjoys the sensations produced when you help him break down a big feast like this, at least judging from his vocalizations. For all you know, this could be an intimacy ritual enjoyed by most preds, or he could just have an especially sensitive stomach -- you've never asked, mostly because you don't really mind either way. You're just touched that he trusts you to take care of him when he's in such a vulnerable state.

You start to move a hand down the length of his belly, massaging in a slow, circular motion and pressing in hard. Though the surface of his belly is soft, when you push in you can feel that his stomach is firm, stretched full and taught underneath all his fat and muscle. Little squirms and wriggles just manage to ripple the outer surface of the organ through its dense inner lining, though you can tell from his contented demenor and thorough-sounding digestive noises that his dinner is agreeing with him nonetheless.

You know that most people find predator belly movements to unsettling or even downright disgusting, but you don't mind them at all. You know that whatever goes on in there doesn't actually hurt the prey, and that they'll just reform later. Some prey even enjoy being digested; many find the process titilating or relaxing, apparently. You try to imagine what it would feel like to be your predator's meal, or even just a part of it -- you'd be squeezed by the strong layer of muscle that surrounds his gut, pressed against the thick, plush lining of his stomach and along the folds of his rugae, lathered in his gastric secretions with every deep, gradual, squeezing churn that rolled over your body, all as you stewed in the warmth of his insides. Eventually you'd be gulped down into his lower digestive tract to be soaked up by his intestinal lining, to nourish and enrich his body...

You're not sure if that sounds weirdly comforting or like a sensory nightmare. Maybe you'll ask him more about it, later when he's less out of it.

You press into his gut with both of your palms, and hear him grunt softly as you feel around for more movement. His current prey don't seem terribly pleased about spending their evening glutting a predator's belly well past the point of sateity. Oh well, you think. Predators deserve to eat (and overeat, you would argue), just like everyone else, even if it's a bit slimey and inconvenient for any less enthusiastic parties that might end up involved. You continue to massage your way down around his lower gut, then back up his frontal paunch; he releases a stifled whimper. A thick gurgle resonates from somewhere deep in his lower belly -- it sounds like his meal is really starting to settle. As you continue to rub his belly, you hear a low, meaty glurp! followed by a sloppy, bubbly-sounding gulorp! as his surfeited belly begins to really churn up its dense and weighty meal. You're more than happy to spend your whole evening like this, helping him process and eventually assimilate the nourishing mass of prey inside his stretched and satiated stomach.

[hydrochloria]

I fear not enough people on voreblr are aware of the Vegas Off-Road Experience. They have a logo, which uh. looks like this

[amylase-to-the-face]

Shirt that says 'Ask me about the anatomy of the digestive system I know about it for normal reasons'

[hydrochloria]

if you have this kink or even just an interest in biology, I recommend looking up "barium meal" x-rays. some of the images are really beautiful and interesting. I also didn't realize the stomach actually expanded to be *that* big...I feel super normal about this....

[hydrochloria]

these x-rays of the intestines are also really cool. I love the colors in these. could make a cool banner image

[hydrochloria]

if you have this kink or even just an interest in biology, I recommend looking up "barium meal" x-rays. some of the images are really beautiful and interesting. I also didn't realize the stomach actually expanded to be *that* big...I feel super normal about this....

[hydrochloria]

literally dreamt about discovering a lesbian vore bakery last night. I was wandering through an endless series of rooms (as one does) and just happened upon the door to a bakery which was staffed entirely by beautiful woman who wanted to eat me. very good dream 10/10

[hydrochloria]

Hi! You followed me recently and you seem really cool. However, I do find it fair to warn you that burping has become a significant part of the vore kink for me and I noticed in your pinned post that this is something you’re uncomfortable with. I do my best to tag properly, but it’s become more of a source of enjoyment for me with respect to the kink lately. I just wanted to give you a heads up so you can make the decision whether you want to stick around. I totally understand if you wanna block for your comfort and it will not hurt my feelings in the slightest 💕

no worries whatsoever! this is so funny actually because I need to update that, it used to gross me out so much but now I've somehow come around on it 😭