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I'm experimenting with my writing, and I thing I got something seasonal coming...but Who knows?
Sneaking into an abandoned hotel seems fun at first glance. Just explore, take a few pictures, and get out... But when you accidentally discover a cult that worships an ancient pred god, it kind of makes you regret your choices.
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Watching helplessly from where you were tied, you could only stare in horror as your companion was devoured alive by the massive beast.
Its throat bulges as you saw the form of your friend slide down past the collarbone...
GULP after GULP
Until the beast closes its dark maw with one last horrible loud gulp, sealing your friend's fate. The creature's belly swelled with the poor morsel's clearly outlined face, hands pushing wildly in a desperate but otherwise futile attempt at escape.
A look that can only be described as pure ecstasy and satisfaction came across the veiled creature's face as its tongue lolled out, licking what remained of its prey on its lips.
a hot and disgusting BELCH left its mouth.
You cringe, not being able to process everything that was happening, nearly fainting where you were kneeling. Then the creature seems to focus its attention on you...
Panic set in as you tried to stand, but the restraints prevented any movement.
Just when you thought the creature was about to grab you, the clank of chains was heard, yanking it back to the wall. It thrashed and pulled, roaring at the masked men that were now surrounding it.
The men wore dark cloaks and red masks, except for one, who wore a red cloak and a dark mask, the High Priest? He came closer to the massive creature's gut, petting it almost affectionately.
It growled at him.
He started to chant, in some old language, some sort of old prayer, then the others joined.
But you could only make out the end when he spoke normally.
"Oh, great glutton, now that we have fed you, grant us your blessings."
Enthralled by the payer, the creature began to purr, and mystical symbols glowed on its still lively stomach. The room trembled as flowers sprouted from the ground, and where the masked men had placed three boxes, gold began to overflow.
When the chant finally stopped, the god resumed its thrashing and growling, as if restless. Meanwhile, the man seemed completely absorbed, feeling through endless bags of glistening gold.
Your heart sank as your eyes once again fell to the god's stomach, only to see it softer and no longer struggling to be seen. your friend is dead.
Brain went into overdrive, thinking of an escape plan. The two who were watching you were called by the high priest and left your side. remembering that you carried a pocket knife, you cut the ropes around your hand and legs slowly and carefully...
finally, you're free, yet you kept still
You looked at the struggling creature
'Oh dear,' you thought. A horrible plan came to mind one that may get you killed or eaten...
But with no real option, you made up your mind
you waited till they were far enough
waited for the ones closest to the levers that secure the creature to the wall, to be for enough..
Then...you
RAN LIKE HELL
Dodging the men and jumping onto the levers, turning them, now it was the old god that was free. You curled yourself into a ball once you fell to the ground.
Screams fill the room as the ancient being feasts on the cult.
Opening your eyes, hands still covering your face, you caught the scene of the god cramming three men into its maw, long tongue out to savor them. You then uncurl yourself and get up as quickly as you can, taking advantage of the god's distraction, making a run for the exit. but just before your hands reach the door, something trips you, looking at your legs, the Hight priest, mask long gone, his old face filled with fury.
"What have you done!" his old voice cracked as he yelled
Kicking him in the face, finally reaching the doors, you look back once to see the old god pulling him from his long cloak, the legs of another cult member sticking out from its mouth, they kicked and flailed helplessly.
Slamming the doors shut, you ran through the endless corridor.
up some poorly lit stars and climbing out of a cellar in the hotel, running until you were almost at the gates in front of the cursed place.
but just before you reach it you hear a voice resonating in your mind.
Wait!
stopped dead in your tracks as you held your head, shock washed over you as you looked around frantically searching for the source of the voice.
Please... don't go
The voice was a soothing, almost hypnotic, echoing in your mind, gentle yet impossible to ignore, pulling you back.
Looking back at the hotel...then at the gate to your freedom.
Please
again it pleaded
You shook your head about to ignore whatever trick IT was trying to pull, but this time, instead of a voice, you heard a soft, almost childlike whimper, as if someone was crying in loneliness...
You didn't know how or when it happened, but suddenly you're back, standing in front of thought dark doors again. 'What am I doing?' You can't even answer yourself, but just before you walked in a loud BELCH echoed from inside the room.. shuddering, you step through the doors.
The first thing that caught your eye was the flowers and plants that had bloomed in the room; their color adorned the room in a beautiful light and butterfly's flying freely, was this really the same room he saw his friend be eaten?
Freezing on the spot as your eyes landend on HIM
You could see him clearly..
He lay kneeling on the floor of the room, with a massive gut spreading across where he was. It groaned and visibly squirmed with his cult now turned prey, all crammed together.
The veil still covers half the god's face, but his beautiful and deadly features couldn't be denied. The mouth that the veil didn't cover was an enchanting ebony brown that matched its belly, plush lips that fangs poked from the side. One of his hands rested on his belly, caressing it gently while the other lay on the floor to his side. The chains are still on. How come he didn't s break them when he released him?
Then it spoke..
Come closer
you did
Now you were so close you could hear the faint screams and protest coming from his stomach.
A dark pool formed at your feet, and dark, tentacle-like things wrapped around you, one stroking your cheek gently. You never took your eye off the god it was almost impossible to look away from him now.
What is your name, my little saviour
You told him, he repeated it, you shivered as he did. A smile came to his lips as he lifted both of his hands to his veil removing it.
Your eyes widen
He was truly beautiful
Piercing violet-red eyes caught your gaze
I'm truly sorry about your friend... I was barely fed by them.
He spoke, referring to his ones followersers.
And you can't imagine how hungry I am...
Oh yes, you could, you though the belly infron of you loudly groaned.
Oh, but don't worry, I'm quite satisfied now and I would never bring harm to my saviour..but I need your help still little one..
You listened carefully as he explained why he couldn't leave, how the chain around his hand and feet was cursed a millennium ago, to bound him and his power and that they could only be taken of by somebody 'willing' to release him.
Please...I..I've been here for so long alone and so hungry..
His middle growl 'Oh god how is he still hungry!?'
When that old bastard found me, he promised to release me, but instead, he exploited my power for riches! Keeping me here and only feeding me enough to grant him what he wanted
But..
Even if I was mistreated, it was better than being alone, as sometimes the loneliness outweighed the hunger... sometimes.
I know this is too much to ask, but please...
You saw the god's eyes water as he pleaded
I don't want to be stuck here alone...
Dark tears are now falling from the god's face as you stud there frozen
An internal war was going through your head.
Your heart ached, what were you supposed to do? It could be a trap. Who's to say his not evil what if he decided to eat you as well after his freed?
You were then pressed closer to the god's belly, now feeling firsthand the struggle within. Just then, you felt a push. Looking down, you saw the outline of a skull, a chill went down your spine.
Please ... release me
Please... don't leave me
You looked at the god one more time and sight
The tentacles retracted back.
'He has such a gentle face...' You thought
'How can something so terrible have such a face..'
You release him.
One by one, you took off the chains that bound him. And as they hit the floor, they melted into the earth. Now, the god was truly free.
You took two steps back as the god stud up, pushing himself off the ground. Now, at full height, he truly durf you. He moved his wrist a wide just to wide smile came to his lips.
The god's eye fell on you once again. You tried to speak, but before you could say anything, the dark tentacle-like thing grabbed you, raising you up to face the god.
His eyes slightly dilated, the tears had dryed, and that wide smile looked back at you.
'He's going to eat me...'
'Of course he was..I fell for his pretty face, and now I've doomed myself and probably the world.'
Just then, the god giggled he then brought you closer, closing your eyes, not willing to se your end, but it never did.
Thank you..
You open your eyes to then close them again as the god's tongue like your neck and face. A moan came from him
You taste so good
'I thought..'
'Aren't you going to eat me..' You said stupidly
The god shuck his head 'no'
But..don't you want to? 'What the hell I'm I saying?!
That same smile crept up the god's lips again, only this time, his mouth was slightly open, showing his sharp teeth.
Of course I do, but I wouldn't do that to you, I still want my little saviour's company..
But I promise you this ...
Ones your time with me is done I will make you part of my form. But not like the ones that are melting in my guts
He spoke, slapping his gut and making the one inside howl in pain.
No, they will know suffering and torment in this life and the next, but you, my little savior, will only now bliss this, I promisee..
He held you with both hands. The tentacles disappeared, and he held you close.
Thiss I swear..
You blush as he kisses the side of your face, then nuzzles you to his neck..
Now how about you tell me how the wold has changed..my sweet new priest
'Oh dear' all this just for wanting to explore an old hotel.
We'll that's it for your simple life. What will you do now?
Last time you ever let peer pressure make you do dumb things like this!?
But hey, this might not be too bad, right?...
Pred: Hey, want to see something f up?
Friend: uuh sure?
Pred: *grabs them and brings them close opening their mouths wide*
*Now up close, they can hear the screams and pleas of the predators' victims in their stomachs*
Friend: WTF man!?
Pred: cool right!!
A queen feeds a group of thieves to her gluttonous husband.
Now let's try something completely out of left field :3
This could not be for everyone, so look for the tags! Hope I tagged it right..
This will be used as a full story someday! Let's see we're hyperfixation leads me!!
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The fools were caught sneaking into the palace grounds to steal the crown jewels and to kidnap the beautiful queen. The king did not take this lightly, and they were quickly made an example of it.
In the middle of the royal amphitheatre in view of everyone in the kingdom, from the rich to the poor, the king devored the thieves alive.
The queen watches with a wine glass in hand as her beloved king gorges himself with them.
One by one, the king crammed them down his throat, slurping and swallowing them whole. His neck bulged with each of their forms, passed the collarbone in til they made it down to his greedy stomach, screaming and protesting the whole way down. The clothes he wore tore in the middle as his belly bulged outward.
Once the last of the thieves was stuffed in his belly, the king let out a hot belch that shook the place, making everyone present grimace and pray he didn't crave them for dessert.
But the queen only giggled, finishing her wine. She then stood and announced that the spectacle was over and she and her king would retire to their chambers.
The king needed help carrying his now massive gut down the palace halls, so servants were called to help under his belly, as his 10ft height made it a little hard to navigate through the tight palace walls.
Riching the room, the king lay on the grand bed they shared the bed creaking as it threatened to give in because of the king's new weight, his belly taking almost all the space on it. The queen rushed the servant pit of the room as she closed the door.
Now alone, the king stared lovingly at his queen, her small form coming closer to his side. She then hugged and kissed his huge, squirming belly, making the king blush immensely. A trail of kiss marks now adorns the king midel
Another thick belch came from the king, and with it, some of the thief's clothes fell to the floor with a wet plop.
Apologizing for his rudeness, he held his wife closer to his belly, and she smiled, still hugging his middle she could feel every push and struggle from the poor mortals inside as they slowly churned away. She could also hear them... begging pleading what fools.
Then the king gently grabbed her to lift and place her on top of his belly. He watched her giggle as she crawled carefully to his chest to be face-to-face with him. A sweet kiss was then shared by the two the king's lips, nearly engulfing the queen's face.
A groan came from below, and before she could pull away, another deep belch came from the king as he grabbed his gut with both hands. As it hit the queen straight in the face.
Now drenched in saliva, she is doing her best to clean her face with her handkerchief as her king apologizes again and again for ruining the mood. But the queen only laughed as she finally opened her eyes and held her husband's face gently and lovingly kissing his nose to then curl up in the crook of his neck.
The king let out a sigh of relief and thanked the heavens for blessing him with such a caring and understanding queen. How far they have come since their first meeting.
The two then shared a quiet evening as the king's stomach dutifully melted the thieves one by one.
By tomorrow morning, the king would be hungry again, but he knew his queen wouldn't let that be for long. She would probably orchestrate another plan to fool some poor idiots for him to eat.
However, the case his mouth waters in anticipation of being spoiled again.
Can we get more of your little shop of Horrors Au? I absolutely adore the idea of a sweet but gluttonous alien plant falling for sweet Audrey and her being very into her new better boyfriend’s size!
I just adore observers in vore especially when they and the Pred are in a romantic relationship!
Hi! And yes! I'm working on a one-shot and other original stories!! I hope to post them soon.
Me, finding a new interesting piece of media: Damn, that's so cool!
My ahh brain if I like any character towards said media:
LIKE IT'S INEVITABLE I THROW EM' G/T TOWARDS ANY CHARACTERS I LIKE 💀
Little Shop of Horrors has held a place in my heart for quite some time, Also one of the reasons I got into Vore. Something about a man-eating plant just stuck with me. And thus hyperfixation
Here you have my first attempt of one of the many I have written.
A twist in the tale and with Voreness to spare
~DAAARUP~
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•Seymour is a shape-shifting plant alien who falls madly in love with the sweet florist girl from a little shop down on Skid Row.
• In this Au Seymour meets Audrey first as she catches him stealing Forteliser from the shop. Or maybe he was hunting her??
• He came after an eclipse his purpose, to infect the earth with millions of hungry plant monsters and take over the planet.
• but Seymour fell head over heels for sweet gentle Audrey, her savory scent leaving him breathless.
• She smelled heavenly and he was so hungry, he was always hungry. He was a gluttonous alien
• fighting every instinct that told him to just slurp her down his throat and eat her whole. To feel her inside his gut and keep her there.
•Audrey had a boyfriend..HAD a boyfriend she wasn't so sad when he suddenly and without warning went missing/disappeared.
• As more disappeared, Seymour seemed to get bigger and heavier, and for some reason, people took interest in the shop after so many years. Then Audrey got to investigating.
•One day Audrey managed to catch Seymour in the act, his victim a poor man she didn't know.
•Like a deer in headlights the alien whimpered, gulping down the last of his meal as quickly as possible. Their face flushed green with purple drool dripping from his mouth.
•the tiny woman looked at the 9ft alien plant with a mixture of nervousness, amazement, and fear. A huge gut hanging from its middle groaning and gurgling loudly, there was more the one person in there.
•And so Audrey became the caretaker of an alien plant monster. Who she kind of had a crush on for a while.
~Scene~
"Audrey...Feed me.." a wine comes from Seymour.
"But Seymour you've already eaten so many" squeak Audrey rubbing her darling Seymour's massive belly.
"I want more! I need more Audrey p..please" it pleaded opening its mouth, tongue out to make her see the inside of his maw. "I'm still so hungry..." inching Audrey closer to his gaping maw.
Small group of prey trying to analyse who among them is a pred
Prey are disappearing, and while thats normal, somewhat, it would be nice if that could stop. If they could only find the culprit...
Talking to one other prey about your suspicions. The ones who maybe have strange eating habits. Or who stay up late, who disappear for several days. Do these traits mean for certain someone is a pred? Not really, but they might be indicators
Your conversation partner listens and nods along thoughtfully, although not adding much. But you trust them. Though their teeth look a little sharper than what's normal...
I thought they would be a little lonely
Inspired by this:
He's so fat to me
*bite lip* i need this man..
NSFW & KINK BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT. DO NOT TAG AS FATAL.
Short loop animation based off of a scenario/idea with Miguel I wrote to a friend recently.
Sometimes he records videos after he noms someone he cares about. It’s for memories sake, similar to how he watches old videos of Gabriella.
He especially likes to rewatch these when he hasn’t seen certain prey in a long time.
I have been blessed..
One Excessive Night (Vore/Facesitting)
It’s been a hot minute since I’ve written for my Predator Gods universe. I think it’s time we fixed that. Initially, my plan was for my next story in this universe to introduce my characters Baan and Seala in a proper story. And I do still have plans for something for that purpose, I just haven’t had the juice to work on it. Instead, this concept grabbed me by the proverbial horns and wouldn’t let go. This story, instead, introduces the one and only Champion I haven’t introduced you all to in some way: Bela Sulten’s Champion, Kepp. It’s also a full-size scenario, in contrast to the two previous macro/micro stories, although there are still some macro/micro elements in this one. I’ll be posting a bio with a sketch of Kepp likely later today. In the meantime, I hope at least a few of you enjoy this tale of voracious cruelty and semi-lewdness. :P
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On a hill overlooking a grand city stood a mansion, four stories tall. It was built in a most unique way: the palatial estate’s exterior was built with blackened stone, the rock cut and carved and the framework shaped to resemble something like a castle, with turret towers and strong walls. Glistening blue-tinted windows and the magnificent garden that filled its vaguely elliptical grounds might have made one imagine it as a castle from a fairy-tale, but the glossy, dark polish of the imposing, fortress-like exterior would have quickly made one realize this was not the castle of a pretty princess, nor of a kind and benevolent prince. Having said this, no one unfamiliar with this world would have immediately presumed it was the home of a God. The interior of the mansion was decorated and fashioned in a style akin to classical Victoriana, with only a few dapples of modern convenience applied where needed. Ebony and other dark wood-tones were used for furnishing and material, and gilded lines seemed to accent the most prominent inner features of the decadent estate. All was quiet on the grim, moonless night upon which our story begins. On the first floor of the mansion, everything was deathly still; all the lights had been put out, and the only sound that could be detected was the ticking and tocking of a grandfather clock, stationed in the library. Upstairs, on the second floor, the clock’s ticking faded away…but other sounds could still be heard. From one room, a single light shone through the thin gaps in the shut doorway…and within, from where the light came, electronic noises, mixed with tapping and rattling sounds, and what resembled muffled gunfire and shouts were plainly audible. The source of the light was a single lamp inside the room beyond; it was a paradoxical sort of suite. The bed and other furnishings were, once again, in the style of a home from a bygone era…but the television set, shelf of video games, multiple consoles, and posters and figures the decorated the walls and furniture-tops of the room were all decidedly modern. Seated on a beanbag chair, placed between the bed and the television, was the one who called this room their own. That is, when their Master allowed them to be in this room. The young man smiled, biting his lip; a pair of very odd eyes - the color of violets - glittered with rapt focus as he moved the soldier onscreen around the enemies in a wide arc. He’d given away his position accidentally, and now was trying to regain the advantage of stealth. The music indicated the enemies were still on alert. Not that this mattered much to the purple-eyed youth; he’d dealt with real opponents more deftly than any interactive agent. Seriously, NPCs were absolute nothing compared to reality…then again, perhaps that was part of the appeal. At least if he lost a life in a game, he could get it back.
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