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@preyconsumer
Well pinned post ig.
Call me prey consumer or PC, I'm a nsfw artist who is really into vore.
Im more active on ekas portal, username stays the same.
May take request from time to time, tho, commissions are open, check eka's for details.
Would you be opposed to doing some tiny tordo/giant tom..?? If you dont wanna its ok im just d e s p e r a t e for more sub tord--
Is this right
This seems like a tragic revenge, oof poor Tord is in a bad place right there
EDDSWORLD VORE STORY
Even though summer has fried my brain I attempted to write a short little Eddsworld vore story. Please don’t expect anything professional or special in the slightest, this is my first vore story of any sort and my grammar tends to be terrible (it’s all only half edited oops). The first part will just be summing up what happens before hand and then it’ll go into the true story. This is based in a universe where Tord has always been a naga. Prepare for a long post. HERE WE GOOO
Instead of coming back for his robot, Tord actually came back just to get a meal, since they’d be easy targets. His first being, Tom (of course) ( I’m not going into detail about that part yet, but I will if y'all want me to ;3 ) After getting Tom down he’d put him in his snake half, leaving more room for Edd (it would also be less noticeable from the outside). While waiting for night to come, Tom would be kicking and cursing at him, throwing a huge fit in order to try and get Tord to let him go, and to keep Tord from hurting his friend. In order to shush him Tord would coil up tightly and wait, putting all of his weight on him until he shuts up and stops fighting. After hiding out, and waiting until those in the house were asleep, including his previous meal, Tom, Tord would head off to Edd’s room. He’d creep in as quietly as possible and slither up next to the bed before rudely dragging him off directly into a pit of his coils where he’d completely wrap around Edd. Edd would be awakened into a suffocating grip and in order to make sure he wouldn’t call out or scream, Tord would cover his mouth with his tail.
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Reuploaded per request
Red leader eating Edd so he won't fuck up his plans? A fic.
SHORT TORD VORE AUDIO
not a fic, but i wanted to try something a littttle different~ so heres my attempt at an audio/asmr! ignore how i forgot to do a tord voice haha, if you guys like this i might do more and make longer ones
heres what im saying if you cant hear me:
Ahahaha~ you’re finally awake, arent you edd? Oho~ don’t look so surprised.. You knew i would capture you eventually. Not like you can say much, i have that gag in your mouth on rather tight.
Nownow, what am i going to do with you? Whats that look on your face? You seem nervous.. Perhaps for good reason~ after all you look..
Delicious~ Dont try to wiggle away from me now, theres not much point.
You’ll end up in my belly one way or another, old friend~
Ahhhh~
You were so tasty~ what a big meal~
Good luck in there edward~ i don’t think you’ll be coming out annnny time soon~
I wake up sputtering, soaked, and warm.
I passed out again, I've been in here for hours, it's so much warmer than I thought it would be, I can barely keep my eyes open.
They must have noticed my jolt of movement because they're talking to me again, all the while pushing and hitting me, I can barely make out a few words here and there, probably on account of the thick, noxious, fluid filling my eardrums. From what I can gather they're teasing me, saying how I was "so irresistible", how "cute I look all wrapped up and writhing", "how much they've enjoyed this so far", and "how much they're going to enjoy what comes next"...
Digestion.
The process of treating a substance by means of heat, enzymes, or a solvent to promote decomposition or extract essential components.
I'm trapped in my lab partner's tight ravenous tummy waiting for them to process me into "essential components" so I can be absorbed into them and never seen again. They just show up to class with my liquified body stewing away in their belly and sliding through their digestive tract and nobody ever has to know about it...
I guess there's not much I can do about it now, I can barely keep my eyes open...
Maybe it's better to rest and just let nature run it's course. Their body will take care of me just fine...
When you wake up today, you're groggy. For a moment, it's hard to remember what happened... But when a low whine sounds from your engorged belly, it all comes rushing back.
You can't help but to smirk as you lift a hand to your stomach and pat it.
Yesterday was your favorite day of the year. August 8th, AKA vore day. Let's just say that you took advantage of that.
It was total mayhem. Everywhere you looked, preds were eyeing prey up while prey shifted nervously, trying to get away. Other preds were hauling around full stomachs, a sleepy haze coming to their eyes as they tried to fight the oncoming food coma. It was both enjoyable and amusing to see so many preds letting loose and doing what they were made to do. Consume.
You weren't any different. Yesterday, you had plenty of errands to run, but while doing so, you kept your eye out, searching for the perfect meal. Towards the end of the day, you finally saw her, alone, in a store.
There was a nervous gleam in her eye as you came near. She was wary, and how could she not be? After being a prey for so long, she had every right to be wary. That's what had gotten her this far, after all.
But oh, she was so, so sweet. She smiled at you, and uttered a few kind words. Maybe she was trying to distract you. Who knows. If that was her goal, it was working... At first. She was so sweet, so kind, that is honestly disarmed you. You'd never met anyone as cute as her. For a moment, you contemplated letting her go and just finding a different prey. As you were about to open your mouth and ask for her number, you caught a whiff of her sweet, tender scent... And as soon as you did, it was all over for her.
You could tell that she sensed the change in the air. The way your face suddenly had a predatory glint. The way your stomach let out a low growl. She went pale and tried to squeak out an excuse, but it was too late.
Before she could try to escape, you grabbed her shoulders with your hands. She tensed up and froze as you leaned down close to her face. She was much smaller than you, so even if she squirmed in your grip, she wouldn't be able to escape. Nothing has escaped your ravenous hunger before, anyways.
Her eyes shut tightly and she lets out a whimper as you take her head in and start tasting her. As you suspected, she's very sweet and very tender. As you take the first greedy gulp, you can't help but to wonder how no other pred has gobbled her up before, given how perfect she is on every way.
She stretches your throat a little as you swallow, but not painfully so. It feels quite heavenly to finally have prey travelling down to your stomach, after waiting all day. By the third swallow, it seems that the reality of the situation has finally hit her, and she begins squirming... But by that time, you've got her stuffed halfway down your gullet. You swing your head up to allow gravity to aid in her descent. Now, you don't even need to swallow anymore. She starts slipping in further, with her squirms only pushing her down faster.
Quickly, you pluck her shoes off and drop them on the floor before closing your mouth over her feet. You could let her slowly slip down into your stomach... But that last swallow always feels too good. Tipping your head back slightly, you make that last, powerful swallow. You relish every second you feel your throat muscles dragging her down, and, finally, she's deposited into your hungry stomach.
You let out a satisfied sigh and rest a hand on your stomach. This is a meal you want to savor, so, quickly, you leave the store without even buying anything and head home. By the time you're home, you can feel your prey squirming within you, which only pulls a soft chuckle out of you. For one, you've had much bigger, stronger prey before, and two, don't prey know that squirming only speeds up digestion?
You saunter into your room, holding your stomach proudly. When you get there, you flop onto you back in bed. The movement jostles your stomach, earning some gurgles from your stomach and an indignant kick from your prey.
You sigh and lean back, running your hands over your stomach.
"You were a good one," You utter. There's a muffled reply, but you aren't sure what she says. Her voice is muffled by your powerful stomach. You chuckle again and poke your stomach playfully.
"We have a long night together, you and I," You say teasingly. "I hope you're ready for these next few hours."
Your words are true. You two have a long, lovely (at least, it's lovely for you) night together. Unsurprisingly, your words bring about panicked struggling. Meanwhile, you reclined, a smug, lazy smile on your face as you enjoyed feeling your prey struggle.
Eventually, though, you fell asleep, deciding to let your stomach do it's job.
Now that it's morning, though, your stomach is significantly smaller... But still noticeable. You hadn't expected your prey to hang around this long... But you aren't complaining.
Probably should not eat your boyfriend unless you want the weight
Reposted because of something a very fucking helpful anon posted fuck/thank you very much.
All of Samantha's friends told her dating an older boy was a bad idea, but she wouldn't listen. Now just look at her, trapped inside her boyfriend's stomach. I guess I got too carried away while we were making out! She was cute, but I think I'll just digest her now that she's inside! Who knew my freshman girlfriend would taste so good, and fill my belly so perfectly! Time to get back on tindr...
Coffee (g/t)
I put this off for so long only for it to be really short hhhhhhhh-
Paul poured himself a coffee. He was seething at the fact that Tord had woken him up to do a mission at four in the morning. It wasn’t anything too urgent in his opinion. He’d just been told to keep an eye on the couple that had decided to go camping "suspiciously close" to the base. Paul could barely see them from his watchtower, so he just couldn’t see what his boss was so worried about.
"Just because everyone and everything looks suspicious to him…" Paul muttered to himself before taking a sip. He winced at the temperature, proceeding to place the mug a small distance away from his feet. Bored of watching the tent, he lit a cigarette as he surveyed the sky. It was winter, so the sun hadn’t even begun to start rising at this time. Most of the stars had faded way, though. He couldn’t help but wonder when the couple would leave.
As boring as this shift was, it was better than attempting to figure out how to fly a plane while already being in the air, Paul thought to himself grudgingly. His eyelids kept closing without his will, so he picked up his coffee from the ground and began to sip from it again. It was then that Paul heard a faint noise. He stopped gulping down the caffeine for a second to listen. Yelling? Paul raised a bushy eyebrow, but his heart dropped once a hand emerged from the liquid. He gently squeezed that hand, pulling the person out of the steamy depths of the mug.
Oh shit. It was his boss. He was coughing up the coffee onto Paul's already partially wet palm.
"You moron! Do you not check what’s in your coffee before you drink it?" Tord yelled up at him. Paul resisted the strong urge to call him a drama queen.
"No, sir. I have never felt the need to. Now let’s get you sized up and dried." He replied in a monotone voice as his leader continued to lecture him. Anything to excuse him from this job.
commission i made for someone at eka's
How about a story inspired by your 1 edd preddsworld headcanons where he noms all three to force them to get along,i can imagine Edd waking up to spit them out but only to find Tord with a stuffed gut because had vored Tom and Matt while Edd while asleep
(Ofc ofc! >:D)
Edd finally finished swallowing Tom's legs, sighing quietly as he did so. He could both hear and feel the muffled protests inside him, though he tried not to let that bother him too much.
"No. None of you are coming out until you can stop fighting each other to death all of the time." A particularly painful shove to his gut made him roll over onto his stomach, forcing his occupants to either be still or squirm uncomfortably. Edd could already hear Matt's obnoxious whining. The other two were having a go at him and beating up his insides at the same time. At least they weren’t beating each other up, Edd thought grudgingly to himself.
"Well, what if we just continue anyway? You’ll have to let us out either way." Trust Tord to come up with a smart yet cocky response. Edd had hoped he wouldn’t have to resort to this method, but he had to have them get along somehow.
"You don’t think I’d keep you there for as long as it takes?" Silence. All movements had abruptly stopped. He’d gotten all of their attentions.
"Y'know, I’m usually gentle, but I can easily change that just for you three if you choose to not get along," Edd continued coldly, though he was mentally smacking himself for saying these things, "so how about you all just behave yourselves." There was no response other than the three shuffling around to get comfortable; clearly Edd had shocked them into silence. He knew he’d have to apologise for that stunt eventually. However, he was getting quite tired, probably from being so full. He went to sleep after a few minutes.
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Once Edd woke up, the first thing he noticed was that his stomach was a little smaller than before. When he focused on it more, he could only feel one person. Confused, he concentrated on getting that person out of his stomach, though it was proving to be more difficult than usual.
After a good few minutes of struggling, he managed to get Tord out of his stomach. Edd sighed in disbelief. Tord was absolutely stuffed, though asleep. He’d clearly gotten hungry while Edd was asleep, and ate Tom and Matt. The two didn’t seem to happy about it though, as he could see Tord's gut shift and squirm every few seconds.
"I’m going to give him the telling off of his life when he wakes up…" Edd grumbled quietly to himself.
still alive and vorny sorry
Any prey that prefers the fatal part~
Commission i did for someone on aryion.com. if you're interested on commissioning me message me thru there, my username is Preyconsumer just like on here.
