okay so I've decided to make a vore blog after all, cause I found myself not wanting to post/rb as much vore as i'd like to cause I knew a good handful of my mutuals/regulars wouldn't like it.
I'll empty out the #voreposting tag after it's all rb'd over on the queue, and this blog as well as @puppysdummyaccount can go back to being exclusively other non-vore kinks!
the art from @puppysdummyaccount will remain so i don't have to repost it all but any new voreish art will be posted to @predbelly !
Part 3 of my vore polls!
Please note that these answers are not exclusive to oral vore - choose your preferred outcome of your favourite kind of vore! Eg. "digestion" could mean packing on the prey as weight, cumdigestion, churning them into urine/breastmilk, disposal, etc.
Your preferred outcome of vore:
[soft vore] non-fatal, non-digested (spit up/comes out unscathed)
[soft vore] non-fatal, digested (reform)
[soft vore] fatal, digested
[soft vore] fatal, non-digested (ig they just. die in there? lol?)
[hard vore] non-fatal, non-digested (chewed/roughed up but survived?)
[hard vore] non-fatal, digested (reform)
[hard vore] fatal, digested
[hard vore] fatal, non-digested (they come back out but still died ig?)
"You forgot [x]!"
I couldn't possibly choose a favourite!
I am not into vore but I want to see the results
Voting ended onNov 12, 2025
Part 1 (category), Part 2 (size)
Please consider reblogging if you are comfortable, I would like a larger sample size!
Part 2 of my vore polls!
Please note that these answers are not exclusive to oral vore - choose your preferred size difference for your favourite kind of vore!
Your preferred size difference in vore:
The prey is so small that the pred cannot/can only just barely see them*
The pred is the size of a skyscraper compared to the prey
The pred is the size of a large building compared to the prey
The pred is the size of a bus or car compared to the prey
The pred has a few feet/a meter or so of height on the prey
The pred and prey are about the same size
The prey has a few feet/a meter or so of height on the pred
The prey is the size of a bus or car compared to the pred
The prey is the size of a large building compared to the pred
The prey is the size of a skyscraper or larger compared to the pred
I couldn't possibly choose a favourite!
I am not into vore but I want to see the results
Voting ended onNov 12, 2025
*includes things like planetary vore
Sorry I ran out of options for the last prey one 😔
Part 1 (category), Part 3 (outcome)
Please consider reblogging if you are comfortable, I would like a larger sample size!
I'm still thinking about that godawful vore poll someone submitted to @/Spicypolls so im making my own out of curiosity as to what the most popular kind of vore would look like!
Part 1!
Your favourite category of vore:
Oral vore
Anal vore
Cock vore
Unbirth
Bladder vore
Breast/Nipple vore
Bellybutton vore
Nasal vore
"You forgot [x]!"
I couldn't possibly choose a favourite!
I am not into vore but I want to see the results
Voting ended onNov 12, 2025
Part 2 (size), Part 3 (outcome)
Please consider reblogging if you are comfortable, I would like a larger sample size!
Feeding times in the dragon stable were a pretty rigid routine for the dragoness. A strict ritual of 35 pounds of freshly slaughtered beef at 9:05 in the morning, slid under the wooden gate of her pen in a pre-prepped tray for her.
She had long since observed that she always got the best cuts of the animal. She enjoyed rich, tender, tasty cuts of fresh beef and watched from her solitary pen as the other lesser dragons fought over chewy, old, gristly off-cuts.
It made sense, she thought. After all she was the largest dragon in the humans care. Her temperament was fairly mild, and she fought valiantly in battle. She was their prized trump card – any battle she entered would be won for her masters.
What wasn’t so routine though, was the slightly strange taste to today’s meal – she detected a peculiar subtle sweetness that struck her as unusual.
She easily brushed it off though. The humans were often trying her on new supplements and such to help her stay as strong and healthy as possible for them. This must just be a new formula they’re trying out, she reasoned.
The dragoness downed her last hunk of strangely flavoured beef, watching the squabbling over lesser quality feed from the pen across from hers in amusement. She maintained eye contact with one of the smaller dragons as she swallowed the last piece down slowly, her taunting smugness on full display for the other dragons to see.
“That’s a good girl,” one of the human handlers praised, observing that she had fully finished her meal. The dragoness felt a tingle rise pleasantly along her spine.
Odd, she thought. She did always enjoy the praise she was given – she liked being recognised for the good, powerful dragon that she was – but this comment was almost titillating today.
“How long now until it starts working?” Another handler asked aloud. The dragoness panned her eyes around the pen, noticing that most of the handlers were observing her from various points in the room. Usually they would finish their feeding rounds and move on to begin tending to other various chores that needed completing around the stable or elsewhere in the kingdom.
“A couple minutes should do ‘er,” the first handler responded. “Dragon digestion starts fairly quick, it should start absorbing into her system around now,” he continued.
This was not a normal part of the routine.
Despite her best efforts, mild panic must have been showing on her scaly features.
“It’s alright big girl, don’t you worry. We just need to get you good and ready to introduce you to your new bull friend,” the handler reassured.
Bull? What on earth were they talking about – and why was her head kinda spinning?
A much more aggressive shiver ran down the dragoness’ spine. She felt so warm, and kinda tingly. She looked around at the other curious dragons and handlers alike, watching her closely now. Did they not feel that? It’s so warm all of a sudden.
She began to pant and writhe – starting a cycle of pacing, laying down, squirming, getting up and pacing again. She just couldn’t keep still – something inside of her was telling her that she needed to… to do something.
Tingling jolts of electricity ran up her belly and down her haunches. She felt that smothering heat begin to radiate from between her inner thighs. Lowering her torso to the ground, she lifted her hips and raised her thick tail. Something primal within her urged her into this position, her smooth scaly pussy twitching erratically. She felt her pulse pounding in her engorged clitoris and along the depths of her vaginal walls.
She felt so desperately empty. She could barely think through the thick cloud of ravenous heat that they must have induced in her. She barely even registered as one of the handlers spoke;
“I’d say she looks good and ready now.” Which one of them had even said that? Whatever, she didn’t care.
Unable to reach far back enough to satisfy her own urges, all she could do was continue to writhe, pace, and whine – her pride be damned. As she paced, the whole stable could see the desperation dripping from between her thighs.
The dragoness was jolted partially back to reality when a large wooden cage was wheeled against the gate to her pen with a thump.
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The male dragon had been escorted from his home in the mountains out west. They had enticed him with promises of steady meals and companionship, promising that he would not see a single battle in his time with them.
After some careful deliberation, he cautiously agreed – food was getting scarce in his neck of the woods, and he couldn’t remember the last time he even crossed paths with another of his kind.
On the long ride over however, he had started to doubt his decision – he didn’t really know what he was getting himself into after all. The other dragons aiding the convoy were quite attractive (god he really was lonely, wasn’t he?) and they seemed fairly pleased with their place among the humans. But what if they had just been manipulated, and were now helping to manipulate him into joining their pointless war?
He fidgeted in his sturdy wooden prison, heart thumping hard in his chest. Whatever the case, it was far too late to change his mind now.
When his cage finally reached its destination, the door swung open and he contemplated trying to make a run for it. He knew that he was deep in the belly of the kingdom though – he would likely not get very far.
He was in some kind of stable full of other dragons. The open side of his cage was pushed against the sturdy gate of one of the pens with a large thud. At that, the dragon inside turned to face him.
He took a step back, pressing against the back wall of his sturdy cage. She was big. Not too much larger than himself mind you, but he rarely ever met fellow dragons of his size, let alone even larger.
Dear god, he thought. Are they going to make me hold my own against her? He swallowed shakily, regretting the decisions in his life that had brought him to this point.
The dragoness approached the gate between them curiously. She looked somewhat distressed too – her movements were an impossible mixture of both sluggish and erratic.
She sniffed curiously at the nervous dragon, but he didn’t dare move an inch.
She rubbed her scaly cheek against the gate in a feline-like fashion before doing a couple of hasty laps around the pen. The male dragon heard one of the humans tease;
“Aw, he’s so nervous.”
His stomach sank upon hearing the very humans who had tricked him into coming with them poking fun at his fear like that.
When the dragoness made her way back around, she headbutted the gate between them gently. This perplexed him, as surely she could have absolutely thrashed that gate had she really wanted to put some fear into him.
The dragon cautiously approached the gate to investigate this strangely behaved dragoness a little closer.
This time, she rubbed the length of her body along the divide between them, pausing with her haunches against the sturdy bars. She swung her tail restlessly, her sturdy neck craning back to peer at the caged dragon with a hazy expression.
The dragon inched his snout closer to the gate and chanced a few cautious sniffs.
The smell hit him like a tonne of bricks. It short-circuited his brain, making him freeze momentarily. After the few seconds that it took to process what he was experiencing, he pressed his nose against the gate and breathed in her scent deep into his lungs. Her pheromones made the air feel thick as they entered his nose and filled his chest – it was sickly sweet, salty and metallic. He could smell the perspiration that covered her large body. He inhaled deep through his mouth, almost tasting it. The smell was so inviting and intoxicating. He felt a stiffness growing between his legs almost immediately, the tip of his rapidly engorging cock emerging from its sheath, twitching as it did so. Her pheromones overrode any and all higher thought of which he was once capable, reducing him to his most basic instincts and urges in mere seconds.
She returned to pacing briefly before laying down once more, raising her hips and swinging her tail enticingly before him. He pressed himself hard against the gate, finally understanding her strange behaviour – it was pure desperation.
He whined pathetically against the gate that now kept the dragoness so far from him. Right on cue, it began to rise, giving way to the salivating dragon to give in to primal erotic instinct.
He scrambled toward the dragoness, not paying any mind to the gate once again dropping, closing firmly behind him and locking him inside. He only cared about the needy dragoness before him, and her addictive scent.
He wasted no time in pressing his snout against her rump, breathing deep. The pheromones surrounded his brain in a thick cloud – he felt light as a feather, high from just the smell of her.
He rubbed his face along her labia, light-headedness beginning to set in as he huffed the dragoness desperately, feeling the warmth radiating off of her.
The smell went straight to his cock, now fully erect. Thick beads of precum formed and dripped from the tip, trailing long sticky strands to the floor of the pen as he panted.
The dragoness trilled excitedly, feeling the soft, tantalising touch of his breath against her needy entrance. She shifted her weight slightly, pushing herself against the dragons panting maw, brushing his tongue lightly against her labia.
Instantly, the dragon gave in to the taste of her. He pressed his scaly maw against her twitching clit and took one last deep breath before parting his lips. He dragged his tongue in one long, broad stroke up from the clitoris to the vaginal opening. The dragons’ moaned in tandem at both the intoxicating flavour and sensation, finally giving the dragoness some sense of relief.
The dragon lapped at her leaky pussy, taking in the taste of her and the feeling of her most sensitive parts upon his tongue.
The dragoness rutted her hips in time with his soft, stiff tongue. She pressed her impressive weight into him, rubbing her aching entrance against his tongue and snout, grinding against his features.
The sensation was like nothing she had felt before – to have another dragon so drunk on her pheromones, so desperate to breathe her in and taste her.
Her legs became unsteady and her cries of pleasure grew more and more desperate.
The male dragon sensed her oncoming climax, focussing his tongue against her clitoris. He swiped his tongue back and forth against it rapidly as she continued to press her warm vaginal opening against his sticky snout desperately.
She cried out loudly, her vaginal muscles tensing and pulsing rhythmically against the male dragons’ face and tongue. The sight, smell, taste, and sensation of it all nearly sent the dragon over the edge himself – but not quite.
He licked his sodden maw, gasping for the air that he hadn’t even realised he had been denied for the past minute or so.
He looked up at the dragoness, beautiful and serene in her afterglow. A thick drop of vaginal fluid hung from her twitching pussy. Without a second thought, he took it on his tongue and trailed one last long lick up through her lips, making the dragoness whine once again.
He centered himself between the legs of the larger dragoness, raising himself onto his hind legs and leaning his weight on her. Feeling the dragoness cum against his tongue was exhilarating, but he still ached for his own relief.
He balanced his forelimbs on either side of her waist, and lined his thick, leaking cock up against her warm entrance.
The dragons’ slick cock throbbed in anticipation, desperate for attention.
As he took in the sight before him, the dragoness pushed back against him impatiently.
Gripping her waist firmly, he thrust his hips toward her ass.
With a satisfying “pop” of his head entering her, he slid his cock about halfway inside. Both dragons moaned with satisfaction as the dragoness was stretched around his girth. Her inner walls were so slick and warm around him, gripping him firmly – it felt like heaven.
The dragon began to thrust his hips, slowly at first. He watched the dragoness’ lips grip his cock with each eager thrust. Every little movement of his cock inside of her made her cry out in ecstasy. Knowing what he was capable of doing to her made his cock twitch hard against her g-spot.
He picked up the pace, finding a pleasant rhythm. The mixture of copious amounts of precum and vaginal fluid created such a wet and wonderful sound with each thrust.
It took a while for him to notice that with all the pushing back against him that the dragoness had been doing, he was now almost completely backed up against the gate where he had first entered the pen.
When he looked back at it, it dawned on him that they were not at all alone in the stable – there were a handful of other dragons of various sizes in other pens, as well as a couple of humans that had stuck around, watching on. One human looked kind of embarrassed to be there, but the other looked… fascinated.
The other dragons however... It was fairly clear that most were looking on with a mixture of excitement and envy. He supposed that any other male dragons in this stable would likely be being affected by the dragoness’ pheromones, just like him. And why wouldn’t the other females want to be bred senseless like this?
Knowing that filled him with a sense of smug pride. All of the dragons in this stable wanted to breed the dragoness, but it was he who got to. She was his mate,just for him. He had already made her cum against his tongue, and now he was going to breed her absolutely full to the brim with his pups.
At this thought, the dragon felt a blissful buildup of ecstasy begin to rise inside of him. He thrusted faster and deeper, locking hips with his mate on every thrust. The head of his penis hit her cervix eagerly each time.
Finally, the dragon threw his head back, holding the dragoness’ hips hard, thrusting deep. He pumped his thick, virile cum deep inside of her, right against her cervix. He throbbed deep against her insides, filling her fertile belly up with his seed.
He collapsed his weight on top of the large dragoness and closed his eyes, exhausted.
The dragon felt her shift beneath him, until his back haunches met the gate behind him. She pushed back against his achy, overstimulated cock. He whined pathetically, but her massive size combined with his current exhaustion gave her a clear advantage. She clearly wasn’t done with him yet.
She continued to ride his thick cock, slick with cum, using his body to continue getting herself off.
It was too much – he couldn’t take it.
And yet he soon found himself reaching climax again… and again…… and again………
He squirmed against the horny behemoth as she milked him for everything that he had. And despite the ache of his oversensitive cock, he too found himself unable to stop. When the dragoness would have a dip in energy herself, he would begin thrusting again, on pure instinct, in order to resume that exhilarating friction.
Countless times they came for each other in that pen, until their bodies ached and they could continue no more – their bodies pushed to the very edge of their capabilities, fully drained of energy.
The dragon slept wrapped up in the warm embrace of the dragoness, her belly noticeably fuller than when they had started. She would have a big clutch of eggs with all of that.
He snuggled his face into her chest as she tightened her grip around him, using the last of her strength to stroke his scales gently as he drifted off to sleep.
part 4 in feeding the flatworm!
the idea is that the lil slug friend can split into multiple parts, but recombining and reforming is more fun with friends.
this was gonna have at least 2 (but probably) more panels of the sluggies being gooped down, ejaculated, and reforming but i lost steam and didn't end up finishing this. i still think it's decent on its own though!
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part 1
part 2
part 3
