an acquired taste

25. bi, f?? mdni. vore, monsters, hot fat ppl, ponyplay, bdsm. sideblog, i follow back with my heart (im very shy im sorry T_T)

[livesinastomach]

(YouTuber voice) for every reblog this gets, I'm going to spend one day inside of a stomach!!! And the predator will be whoever stays inside this giant red circle the longest... but first a word from our sponsor, Pepto Bismol

[livesinastomach]

42 days so far. Okay, we're getting up there! We're actually at a pretty substantial length of time... that's like, exactly 6 weeks!

Did you know psychologists agree that it takes exactly 42 days to form a new habit in your mind? No reason I'm sharing this!

[livesinastomach]

75 days. Now we're talking! That's actually a huge ordeal to go through... over two months. Most people don't even take a vacation that lasts two months, let alone a stomach stay.

That's 75 days of no sunlight. 75 days of not seeing the blue sky. 75 days of waking up in the middle of the night because the stomach walls happened to squeeze you a little too hard (it's okay, they can't help it). 75 days of being WET! Covered in slime! 75 days of being a spectator to the world, instead of a participant—hearing only faint mumbles and mutterings behind the barrier of fat, and flesh, and bone.

[livesinastomach]

Predator wearing a shirt that says "Ask me about my bellypet"

[fatterigrow]

The only thing better than a stack of pancakes is being one. 🥞🤤

[slime-deity]

I'm feeling like being "alone" together with a prey.

Keeping them in my belly so it's like I have a presence with me all the time. We can sit for hours.. days, even. You don't have to say a word. Just. Relax. Rest. listen to me, if you want. it's just nice to have a presence that very physically weighs me down and keeps me grounded. (probably literally if you're heavy enough.)

[donootie]

You're probably next

[pharmasochist]

fat pred walking around with a belly full of prey. onlookers think they're just fat and don't know <3

[endo-girlie]

Yeah

[strange-private-fantasies]

Prey deciding they want to be inside their pred partner’s stomach, but said partner is much smaller than the prey is.

Doesn’t matter. They’ll jam their entire body down that throat anyway, wiggling and struggling deeper and deeper. The pred can’t verbally protest, so their body does it for them. Gut gurgling and groaning its complaints as the prey slowly fills them out, ballooning their belly to a ridiculously gigantic size once they’re finally curled up inside. The pred is now completely out of it, whimpering and whining at the pressure of a belly bigger than their entire body

Maybe the prey will decide to come out eventually. But it’s quite comfortable in here

[donootie]

He's holding his breath trying to take notice of her slightest shifting when she tries to get more comfortable. Fighting a cuteness aggression led urge to smush her under all the weight.

[eyesthoughts-deactivated2026022]

Themes: soft vore, safe vore, cuddling, eyeverse (second stomach)

Pred that gulps down their prey for the night (sharing the bed is a lil dangerous) and then they curl up around their full belly to snuggle with their prey as if they aren't already inside them. Gentle squeeze with their arms n legs and their ear pressed to the top side of their tummy to listen to their prey through gurgles

[bakwaaas]

I don’t want casual I want you to eat me alive

[pharmasochist]

getting them in reigns and blinders, guiding them by hand. using the crop when they buck, growling and snapping at my fingers. ooough the razor point tension of taming an unbroken pony

[eyesthoughts-deactivated2026022]

themes: soft vore, nonfatal, mild size diff

pred who's tummy is a prey's safe space for when the world is overstimulating or theyre upset or tired etc etc. this is a little long

Anything upsetting. Maybe it's just too loud today. Too bright today. Maybe it's been stressful as of late, and the prey needs some time to just shut down. Maybe the news is too much, or the weather is too cold or wet, or maybe the prey doesn't feel like talking for the rest of an outing - that social battery all drained out.

Insert the pred, uniquely aware of their prey's internal status, able to read them like a cute little book. Squatting down, putting their hand at the small of their prey's back and looking into their eyes. Almost  as if they operate on a synchronised wavelength, their prey nods, and steps closer towards their pred, who opens their mouth, and allows their prey to delicately place their hands on their pred's tongue. Pred being careful not to be too rough, not to swallow too hard, smoothly swallowing their prey whole, using a finger to trace their prey's descent inside their body into their warm gut. Feeling their prey settle and curl up into a ball in their stomach, with their head just below the ribs.

Internally, the prey is instantly somewhat calmed, Put away in a safe place, nice, soft, warm, and dark. All the sounds of the outside world are muffled, and replaced with the comforting noises of their pred - the sound of their pred's strong heartbeat, lungs taking air in and out, as well as intestines quietly gurgling beneath them. The gentle movements of peristalsis, lightly squeezing and loosening against the prey's body.

Outside, the pred muffles a burp with their hand in a fist against their mouth, the other hand rubbing the lower side of their gut before pulling their shirt down over their gut (which rolls back up anyways just past the navel) and continues on their day. But constantly, at least one hand paying mind to their prey, stroking their back through their stomach walls, or resting a hand on their head. Both enjoying the feeling of being full, the feeling of having their prey, and their prey able to take a break from the exhausting world outside.

[donootie]

uncensored

[pharmasochist]

need him whimpering (vorny) (carnal) (i want him moaning as i give him the best/worst stomachache of his life) (im kicking and shoving at his hands through the tight churning walls of his belly) (its an exertion just to keep me here. hes already so full, glutted on me. but i love to punish him, hear his pretty voice whining when i dig my nails into his tender stomach lining) (uncurling my legs and hearing him gasp. it's already so loud inside of him, his heart racing, his stomach growling and gurgling around me) (how he shyly apologizes after every burp) (he has no control over what i do to him) (and he loves it)

[theredcandyheart]

If she had to describe the experience, she'd say that it was like being inside of a water bed

It was kind of funny. After she was curled up in the pred's gut, she heard them smacking a little, followed by a soft murmur: "Kind of salty today..."

Before she could ponder on what that was supposed to mean about the prey, she felt cold water splash on her head, leaving her sputtering and shaking the water off of her head. She wanted to protest, but more water followed. Soon, it was like a waterfall, pouring down on her and pooling around her. The water level began to rise; higher, higher, and higher... and at first, she was worried that it would cover her up and down her, but then-

"Ahhh... better... oof..."

And then, with a loud slosh and splash of water, the pred plopped onto the couch, leaning back.

At first, the water was cold, leaving her shivering. The added water made the pred's belly stretch out, though, and she appreciated the extra space. Soon, the water started to warm up, too. She couldn't help but relax as it came up to the perfect temperature.

The sounds around them seemed a lot more liquid-y, too. The pred's stomach burbled and groaned softly, working on slowly absorbing the sudden influx of water. Surprisingly, the water made the pred's stomach walls feel more... plump too. Softer, warmer, and perfect for resting against.

Maybe she needed to start telling her pred to drink a lot of water before devouring her.

[okibadesu]