Whos Hungry

Truly Fat Pred Content Only. After All: Bigger Gut, Better Pred. Mostly Oral Vore18+ only 🚫 RP | ai 🚫

[latenightvore]

I desire laying on top of you and cock warming. I wanna smother you under me while I’m half asleep and hilt deep in your ass giving an occasional buck or grind. I want to feel your warm ass wrapped around my cock

Even if you’re still asleep, I want to wake up, roll over, and use you

Ooooh my god I want to breed you so bad. I wanna watch you ride me and give you a cum belly so big it looks like a basketball

I wanna fuck you so stupid I can see the drool from under your hood

I want to pump you full of my load then take a break to stuff you silly until you look fat enough to make me unable to hold back wanting to fuck you all over again

All you need to do is eat and grow and get fucked like a good dog should

Ugh god fucking damnit I want to make you huge. I want to mark you as mine. I want to fuck your ass. I want to fuck your fat gut. I want to fuck your throat. I want to cum all over your stomach and your back. Paint you with a facial. I want you smelling like my musk and cum. I want you fully unrecognizable. Become a totally new person that I made.

Daddy’s perfect pup

Daddy’s 300+ pound mutt with a gut that’s made from at least 20% of my cum that I keep pumping into you

I don’t even want to eat you afterwards. That would be a waste. I could eat any old hog I found off the street after fattening them up a bit. But you? My masterpiece? I want you around to keep growing for me.

I wanna keep filling you with cum and fattening you up every time I get bigger from every hog and tasty looking guy that crosses my way. Keep you on par with me and then some. My perfect prize winning pup

Fuck. I want to hold your head down between my thighs and I want to hear you moaning on my cock and the sound of you gulping and swallowing as I cum

I want to fuck you and stuff you until you can fit in my clothes and then I want you fuck you even harder knowing I’m the reason you’ve gotten big enough to wear a 3XL

And then I want to watch those even get tight on you

Outgrow my clothes pup. Keep getting bigger for me. Be fucking huge.

I want to make your stomach so big you need to whimper and beg for me to play with your cock so you can get off. How fun would that be? Totally reliant on daddy to jerk you off just how you like it. Your own cock hidden in your fupa. All that extra space others don’t know about that only I know is there. No one else would be able to get you off like I would.

You can still do and eat whoever and whatever you want. But just remember at the end of the day who owns that collar around your neck, pup. Who made you into what you are. Who loves you at any size and who bred you into what you wanted to be.

I want to know you’re waking up hard as fuck and blowing a fat morning load all over yourself by the end of this~

I mean, you’ve been so stressed. You deserve some time to yourself reading about how I’m going to spend hours upon hours constantly stuffing you from both ends for the sole purpose of making you as big as you can be, and then some, by any and all means. Be it by daddy’s loads, burgers, desserts, delivery boys, catfished twinks, other lesser pups, annoying bathhouse visitors, plump cubs, gullible daddy’s, willing feeders, unwilling preds who were lower on the food chain. You deserve a massive, heavy, hanging gut stuffed so sight it can’t even jiggle properly anymore.

Just wag your tail and swallow that’s all you have to do~

My perfect pup

Collared and leashed up, unable to stop swallowing everything I put to your mouth as you’re on your back getting bred day in and day out

You’re gonna look so good when I’m done with you~

[valerka88]

[latenightvore]

I hope you enjoyed your night out last night, because you’re not getting to do that ever again. You decided to leave me home alone, so I’m gonna make sure you can never leave me again. Must have been exhausted, because you didn’t wake up once when I started to swallow you down in your sleep. You should be grateful that you’re getting to rest somewhere so much warmer and softer than the bed. It’s a shame I couldn’t get one more load in you one last time, but when I saw you this morning I needed to put you in your place. At least I can still jerk off knowing you’re curled up tight inside my belly, completely unaware that you’re gonna be breaking down and joining it. This way, you can never leave me again.

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reneketon91

[latenightvore]

Little cub, little cub. Daddy is in need again. He’s so hungry. And he’s so possessive. I want my stomach stuffed. And I want my balls engorged. And I want you to personally fill me up with friends. I’m sure you must have a few who’ll be pretty tasty. I want you to personally feed them to me. I want to feel them slide down my throat and fill me. I want you to straddle my growing, bulging stomach as you fill it with hand picked meals. I want my cock swollen as someone slips down. I want to fuck you while it’s still swallowing. Daddy’s monster cock mid meal ramming inside you as it slowly swallows its meal. Imagine how hot it’ll be to watch daddy’s balls swell under you with prey, watching mid breeding just how much cum is about fill you. Some friend of yours melting down in daddy’s balls knowing any minute they’re about to get pumped into you to the point where you’re overflowing with cum. Back getting crushed by the weight of daddy’s stomach jam packed with a whole group chat worth of food. You won’t need anyone but daddy. Anyone else is just a distraction to keep you away from daddy. They belong to daddy. They belong inside daddy. Whenever you think you’ll start to miss them, daddy will let you spend as much time as you want with them. Sucking and riding his cock. Fucking his belly. Making them continue to grow. Welcome home cub.

[valerka88]

[latenightvore]

I couldn’t help myself, I had to jump my boyfriend. He was teasing me all day. Just took at the last few messages he sent me:

Hungry… horny… ride my cock and stuff me huge…

Fuuuck sit on my dick and don’t stop feeding me. I want you to make me so fat that my stomach fills your lap and you can’t even get off my cock. I want you to make my gut so big that you can fuck it as you bounce. Fuck make it huge. Make it squirm. I wanna be stuffed to the brim and hilt deep in your ass unable to do nothing but swallow what you feed me and cum. Turn me into a monster. Gluttonous doesn’t even describe it.

Fuck I want to treat you like a broken condom that makes me fatter. Just wear you on my cock and pump you so full of cum it’s coming out of both ends

Get under me right now I need you smothered and bred

I don’t want either of us to be stable. I want to be in a glazed over state of consumption where all I know is swallow what I’m fed and cum when dick feel good and you need to be brain dead from having your prostate flattened, and stomach bloated with cum as a fat warm belly just keeps getting bigger and bigger against you, growing at a rate much faster than your own is off of just cum. And endless loop of grow and cum and moan and fuck and feed and breed and swallow

[latenightvore]

Let’s try something a little bit new

[latenightvore]

Oh, I so want to get into your stomach with someone and have them fuck me while we digest inside your stomach, but I don't know anyone who wants to be swallowed and digested with me. What can I do?

Carnival rules. This stomach is a two person minimum. If you don’t provide a second participant then one will be provided for you. Whatever happens after I swallow is none of my business. You could get fucked, or maybe you just get eaten by your roommate in there. I just know the meals in pairs move around a lot

[latenightvore]

Thoughts on anal vore?

Tbh not really one of my favorites

[latenightvore]

Hello there, I was wondering if you are okay? It's a bit worried about not hearing from you for a while or seeing you post anytime in a while. I hope you are doing okay.

I just come and go sometimes. Other times I just load up the queue then forget. For months…

[valerka88]

[latenightvore]

We’re gonna start this new year off right. Everyone’s still passed out from the party last night, either weighed down by, or breaking down in their fellow party goers. There’s nothing more fun than the feeling of a drunken prey almost make it into the new year, sliding down your throat and landing in your stomach as the clock strikes midnight. But now it’s the morning and everyone is still sleeping off their food comas, which means it’s a free all you can eat buffet for me. So while they’re all still passed out, finishing up their meals from last night, I’m going to empty the house and move the whole party to my stomach. With any luck, they’ll all be broken down before next year.

[latenightvore]

If there is a clone machine, would you use it on your preys to make multiple of them and you can eat all of them?

You would have 12 courses of dishes.

Hmm, I wonder if you would use it on me?

Oh 100%. Clone my prey first and eat the clone no hesitation. What the original watch and see what it looks like when they get eaten. Have them rub my belly so they can hear themselves squirm and digest in real time. Let them think because they’re the original, they’re completely safe as long as I can keep glutting on their clones.

But if they weren’t that tasty, entertaining, or all that fattening, then they can experience what their cloned did. there’d be no point in using the machine constantly on someone who wasn’t worth having multiples of around.

But if you’re worth cloning, how long until I mistake you for one of your clones? Treated as just unimportant cheap fodder for filling me up, not even an ounce of remorse over eating you. I mean, why would I? I can have as many of you as I want whenever I want.

[latenightvore]

Oh, I'm sorry, my hungry predator. I forgot to buy you the food you asked me for. But please don't eat me. I don't want to be eaten and digested. Maybe you'll take me out when you find something else to eat?

Well maybe you should have thought about that before coming to me empty handed. You know how I eat, and what I eat. If you don’t have anything for me then you’ll just have to do instead. And when I do find something else later, I’m sure you, or rather what’s left of you, can keep him company until you’re both digested down to nothing.

[latenightvore]

Hello Sir, I have another question to ask you.

If you have a choice, would you want to become a werewolf or stay as a human?

Won't it be easy to be a werewolf since they have a great scent smelling nose that can smell a prey and their delicious scents that are a couple of miles away from you and you can hear them and their movement too. You can hunt them down and eat them up easily like you shove them into your mouth that can open wide open and taste them with your werewolf tongue that is very sensitive to enjoy the taste of your prey and then feel them going down into your stomach that can now hold 20-30 prey.

But something tells me that being human can do similar things as a werewolf can do though.

So I am guessing that you are going to explain to me the difference and the similarities of werewolves and humans that eat prey including your answer to my question, huh? 🤔😅

Nah. I’m already a werebear who can do all that

[latenightvore]

Do you only hunt for you prey or do you like willing meals? I already know you digest everyone you devour but do you like for it to hurt them?

I can’t help but ask because recently every last one of your post has excited me to no end. I’m pretty much 7 foot and 260 pounds yet all I want is to slide down you gullet into that beautiful and fatal stomach.

Can I hunt? Yes. Do I need to anymore? Not at all. Just a look at this page. You’re all throwing yourselves at me, begging in photos of digested guys to be next. Wanting to rub my belly as you wait in line for your turns to be churned. Telling me just how big a meal you would be as if there’s going to be a time when I say no. I don’t need to hunt anymore because I’m being worshiped and adored by more than enough prey boys like you to last me a long while. Plus the less work I have to put in to hunt for a meal, means I get to remain even bigger since there’s no reason to work off the last one. 100% mass gains right to my stomach. And you’re no exception.

[latenightvore]

what’s your take on tasting prey?

of course there’s definitely the urge to cram down all the delicious prey you can, but have you ever just wanted to pin one down and run your thick tongue all over their quivering frame; really get a thorough and greedy lick before you decide the make em lunch?

( totally not asking because that’s how I wanna get gobbled haha )

Why wouldn’t I want to taste my prey? Sure if I’m out and see something tasty it’s a lot easier to just gulp them down as quick as possible, but given the chance to have them alone and unable to run, I’m savoring it.

You can taste how they really feel about it in the sweat. The scared, unwilling ones are a bit more sour. It’s like their body is biologically reacting to try to make them seem as unappetizing as it can. It doesn’t work, but it’s an interesting result.

Now the willing ones come in two variations. There’s fully willing and horny about it, and willing, but still nervous or apprehensive. The fully willing ones are a bit of a salty sweet. They want it, and they’re overflowing with hormones just from the thought of what’s going to happen to them.

The apprehensive ones, and the ones that change their minds are my personal favorites. They don’t even realize I can tell how they’re actually feeling as I run my tongue up their neck. I can feel their heart rate spiking their pulse against my tongue. And the taste? It’s everything mixed together. They’re usually excited at first, blinded by hormones, and trying not to think about the end result as much. Or maybe it’s all just kink play and nothing is actually going to happen. They change tastes so much through the whole process, but inevitably grow more and more, what can only be described as savory, as it goes on. Their peak taste is once they climax and the clarity kicks in. They taste the best once they sink into realization or regret. Once they realize it’s all real, or it’s too late for them to even try to fight back, or even just having that post nut clarity. The moment they realize they’re giving up everything just for those few moments of enjoyment that have already ended is when they taste the best. That’s the flavor I live for.

[latenightvore]

Hmmm, Sir. I just thought of something.

What if I become a police officer who has been hunting down the pred man who makes prey men disappear for months before I noticed a pattern that could lead me to you.

So I went undercover as prey men even though I already am and the police department tried to deny my request but I won't listen since this is personal for me because my ex boyfriend who was a prey is gone because this person (you) who makes prey men disappear and we were going to get back together and maybe have our own pred boyfriend who won't eat us until all three of us are ready with it.

But sadly, it won't happen so that is why I am hunting you down.

So I start making a profile for myself on the dating website to try to get your attention on me somehow and it works.

You and I decide to meet in person to go on a date together so I drove over to your home place to meet you at this cute cafe where we were getting to know each other.

You probably didn't know that I am an undercover cop or maybe you did?...

And I didn't know that you probably already know that I am an undercover cop since you probably got a tip or heard rumors that I am coming after you.

A few hours later, you are taking me back to your place to make this date get very interesting. But I know that you are taking me back to somewhere to be eaten by you so I decide to be ready to wrestle you down and put my cuffs on you and then take you to jail.

But unfortunately, I don't know what is going to happen next so why don't you finish this, sir?

What are you going to do with an undercover prey cop (Me) that is hunting you down and going to take you to jail but we both know that you are going to eat him~ Hehehe. XD

Must be one hell of a detective then because I'm usually pretty good about covering my tracks for the few days after a meal if they seem like they're going to cause me problems like that after. But with that said, it isn't the first time I've had someone sniffing around when they shouldn't be, looking for someone that's long gone and long digested. as long as i didn't keep any trophies or memorabilia, closest thing there is to proof they were there is extra fat on my belly, and by that point they're long past identifiable.

If you decide you needed to get that close to make sure your suspicions were correct, then unfortunately for you I'll confirm them in the truest of ways, by showing you the exact same last sight they had; my mouth closing around your head. It'll also take care of one more nosy morsel who decided they wanted to get too close to someone who recreationaly makes people disappear forever.

[latenightvore]

This is a dorky question but if you could eat or be any mythological creature which one would you choose and why?

ooooh, probably a Minotaur. i dont know why but theres just something so nice about horned prey and snapping the horns off before they do down, or burping up shit like horns or scales.

[latenightvore]

Frankly, the idea of offering up people to watch my pred master/Dom getting bigger, constantly threatening that I'll run out eventually and smothering me with his deliciously huge belly. Forcing me to hear the gurgling of my friends. Making me fuck his stomach. And eventually the time comes, I'm cornered, your mouth opens wide, you draw in closer... I've worshipped you and fed you for months, but I cum myself as you finally pull me in.

This right here? This is your whole world. All you ever need to do is keep it full and satisfied, by any means necessary. So even if that means having to call a friend or two over every once in a while because you were a little short on your food budget, or underestimated how hungry I was that day, then so be it. Sure, you might feel guilty at first, but all that guilt melts away as quickly as they do when you’re straddling my full stomach, feeling them struggle against your traitorous cock underneath all that fat. The feeling of them growing softer, as I’m growing larger means so much more to you than however many years of friendship you had. But all things come to an end, and eventually your social circle will dry up. My belly being more of a friend to you than you ever initially realized, especially considering how much mass came from your friends. But finally, it’s just become too much for you. You’re of more use inside of it than trying to fill it now. You’ve blown your load on it more times than I can count, so what’s one final blow as your face-to-face with the dark, hungry abyss of my throat. Getting the same final view as so many of your friends have seen because of you. And now you’ll be reunited forever, as a few more extra pounds padding my body.