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Half-swallowing you ass-first so the prey in my stomach has something to fuck/eat out while they digest
made me have a similar thought
two prey, one who's halfway gone into the intestines with their bottom and legs still in the stomach for the other prey to do what they will with
the pylorus squeezing and tugging, trying to get the first prey to continue on but the second prey holding tight to their hips to keep them in place
they can only just barely hear each other's moans and gasps
Oh, what am I doing for vore day? Well, let's just say I'm gonna be at the club tonight getting sloshed tonight :D
*smashcut to a lady in a tight dress drinking a cocktail at the bar while I squirm around inside her bloated stomach, words muffled from her stomach trying to melt me down*
You made the mistake of locking eyes with me when I was hungry.
You see the hunger and your fear response kicks in--you freeze wait, that's not...
"Come here, sweetie", a voice fills your head like smoke, your thoughts choking, you stumble your way over. Stop, what am I doing run!
"Don't you just look delicious. Say, you okay if I eat you? You want me to swallow you right?"
Ohh fuck no, no no no no, why can't i--snap out of it, gah please, "please eat me, I want you to swallow me".
Your heart races, fear crackling in your head, dread pulsing through your veins. Two monstrous hands grasp at your sides and pick you up, lifting you head first into my mouth. You scream silently, you thrash violently but only in your head. The disconnect is suffocating. It's hard to think anything, yet all the while you feel everything. Jaws gulping your body down, your face sliding against hot, slimy flesh. I swallow and pack you into my gut, recline against a wall and pat my stomach.
Let me out! Stop, please. I'm not food, I'm not--let me out, no, not like this, please. The only sounds from my stomach are the squelching and sloshing of viscous fluids between my mewling stomach walls and your flesh. In terror, you realize your clothing is already all but completely digested.
"You feel quite filling. Thank you. Would you mind if I digested you? You're okay with that, right?"
"Of course" not, "I'm" not "food". I can't die like this, "please, I'm begging you. Oh god" it hurts, I can feel myself slipping, snap out of it, fight back, let me out of here, "LET ME OUT!"
"Oh, you poor thing, you snapped out of it... what a shame, my next command would have been for you to enjoy this next part," your screams of agony, muffled by a churning got, are talked over, "it would've felt like a dream, orgasmic and soothing, you could've been blissed out filled with happy and horny thoughts as you just peacefully faded away... but listen to you death rattling in there, why'd you have to go snapping out of my control? Such a pity, well, at least it won't be long now"
A moment of silence.
I hear the quiet squeezing of mush into my guts. I take a moment to enjoy the peace and my large round, sagging belly before clenching my stomach and flushing the rest of you down my pipes. I slither on, a long subtle buldge filling my long, long tail.
Your darling has been sick for a little while, hardly able to keep anything down, laying in bed miserable. You've got an idea, but they'll need to be asleep first, so you wait until they're in a deep, deep sleep, and when they are, that's when you creep into their room. They're shivering and clutching a trashcan as they sleep. The sight really makes your heart ache, but you have a solution.
You've brought some medicine for them... and you know EXACTLY how to administer it.
Since they're in such a deep sleep, it's easy for you to carefully slip your hand into their mouth... and then your wrist... your arm...
And soon, you're wriggling your way down their throat carefully, until finally, you're curled up in their stomach.
The situation looks dire. You can tell their their stomach is painfully empty, and yet, they haven't been able to eat. Their body quivers around you, and there's even a concerning lurch all around you once or twice. Their body might want to expel you, so you have to act fast.
You reach into your pocket and pull out a handful of pills, all of which can alleviate your pred's symptoms. Then, you simply... drop them, and then watch as they begin to dissolve into a small pool of liquid.
And soon, the pred's stomach is churning around you, coating you in the frothy mixture of medicine and stomach acid. You can hear your pred take a deep breath, and the release, and when they do, their shivering starts to lessen considerably.
Slowly, your eyes slip closed, lulled to sleep by the churning around you...
~
When they wake up, their stomach is gurgling softly, and they feel... incredible.
No more pain. No more nausea, no more expelling the contents of their body. Everything is settled in their stomach nicely.
...And when they look down, they see the pleasant swell in their belly, signifying that they've had a meal.
For a second, the pred panics, wondering who they could've possibly eaten in their haze... until the bed shifts beside them, and they look up to see their favorite prey, groggily looking up at them.
"Good morning," they greet. "How are you feeling?"
A satisfied gurgle emanates from the pred's stomach in response, causing their cheeks to flush red.
"Ah... a lot better," they reply.
The prey scoots closer, leaning against the pred and resting their head on their shoulder.
"Good... I'm here for you, my love."
Be a doll and hold still for the swallowing part, would you? You can squirm as much as you'd like once I've gotten you down, love ❤️
Minors do not interact
Would it be weird to say that you make me want to dangle you over my open mouth like I'm some kind of sadistic villain
Minors do not interact
Homewrecker
You slip out for some groceries and I slither into your apartment and do two things. First, I shrink your partner until she's only about a quarter as big as my tail is wide and swallow her whole. Second, I put a gag on the lookalike person I plucked from the street and swallow her too.
You get back and see a scalie tail leading you through your apartment and into the bedroom. I'm lounging, tits out, splayed on your bed, and you can see your partner, fighting for her life inside me.
Maybe you try to fight, only to be swatted down. Maybe you beg, only for your pleas to fall on deaf ears. I tell you to make the most of your final moments together.
You latch onto my belly and squeeze. Maybe you could use the opportunity to try and squeeze her out, but a half-assed gulp from me easily puts her back into position. Muffled screams as my digestion slowly kicks in.
You squeeze and hump and fondle your love, calling out to her how you're sorry you couldn't save her how you'll try to give her one last good feeling... all while your partner feels you raw a complete stranger 3 feet upstream. She calls out to you, tries to signal you, but she's too small. Too small to make a noticeable protrusion to tip you off that there's multiple people inside me. Too small to overcome the noises of my stomach or the trashing squealing body double above her.
She lies there and melts, knowing that your parting love and comforts are going to someone else, feeling that person's cum and molten body splash down on her, knowing your efforts, though well intentioned, were in vain.
You feel the lump beneath you go soft and cry as you come to terms with your partner becoming a waterbed of a stomach. You feel her deflate, and watch as strong pumps of fluids make buldges that move down my body and dissipate.
What you did next, be it beg to be eaten, beg for your life, crumple up and cry, was irrelevant. Two hands grab you and shove you up my sweaty asshole. It greedily swallows you up into my colon, and a jumbo plug pushes you into my large intestine. From there my muscles seize you and pull you deeper. "Don't worry", I say in mocking platitudes, "you'll be reunited with your love soon". Followed by a whisper of "for real this time".
A content burp, and I snuggle up in your bed, eating the groceries you just brought back. So much junk food, this is gonna wreck my system. Oh well, guess I can't wreck the three of you more than I already have.
A large stationary creature whose lungs are part of the stomach walls so it’s constantly breathing fresh air into its stomach which supports a closed ecosystem of organisms being very slowly digested
Respectfully I need to remind a girl that shes nothing but calories so she can get gurgled into soup and meat while her girlfriend listens to it all 🥰
we're this late into pride month and I have yet to have a passionate make out session with a girl that ends with me pumping through her guts as a barely conscious semi digested mass before eventually succumbing to the power of her body, only remembered by a burp and an increased cup size
now this is just plain stupid huh
bet it feels real good feeling someone you ate dig their way deeper into your guts and wriggle through your intestines in a desperate attempt to escape
eating a tiny beofre going to work. They stay in ur stomach all day
You are the tiny that was eaten. You hear the pred distantly typing on a keyboard.
You get splashed with coffee now and then
You feel them shift in the seat now and then. Occasionally the world shifts as they get up to do something like print document or use gouilitinne
You think it feels especially tight, because of how their belt digs in to their abdomen
They leave the work room for lunch, and the stomach gets more crowded as they eat and drink. You hear the pred wince afterwards, a bit too full with both you and their lunch in their stomach. In the bathroom they loosen their belt a notch. It improves the situation somewhat
During the afternoon, the food disappears down into the instestines and yiu end up mostly alone again
On the drive home you notice how it feels odd being both in a stomach and in a car
At the end of the day the pred spits you up mayb
Or also they go to after work drinks so u end up wih beer on you
Me when I've just spent a week or so being digested by a dragon and my girlfriend shows up and saves me and the first thing she does is make me take a bath with her, touch me all over and show me full frontal
Concept. Stuffing your tinies before eating them.
Filling them up with as much food as their little bodies can handle, almost bursting at the seams as they whine from the fullness. The sensation a perfect distraction they never notice you slowly picking them and dangling them over your open mouth, way too focused on just how stretched they are. They don't even attempt fighting back while you lower them down on your tongue and carefully gulp them down. The stretch as they go down your throat is definitely a harder feat to conquer than normal but so very worth it. Feeling them sit heavy in your stomach after makes all the struggle bearable.
Even better if you have multiple. Trying their best to calm their aching midsections, even trying to help each other and they don't even notice their numbers growing smaller by the minute. Until every last one of them is deep inside, never to be seen again
@tastylittlepixie
girls really be getting all dressed up like they aren't going to be a pile of slop pumping through another girl's guts by the end of the day
unrelated I'm very happy with my outfit today :3
