Maneating train enthusiast

KINK BLOG 18+ This blog mostly focuses on Starlight Express but sometimes there might be other stuff too Pfp by the very talented @itsmoving

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New kink blog!!!

18+ !!!!

Hello! Call me L :)

She/her - 19 - bi

Kinks: Macro/micro, vore, hypnosis, body inflation, transformation, bellies, muzzles/gags, preg (any kind)

This blog is mainly focused on Starlight Express (bc CB is the character I’m the most insanely down bad for and is therefore subject to all my kinks) but I’ll probably also stray away from it sometimes

not super active on here lol :p

[dogsamadoodles]

There’s a (were)caboose under your bed!!!!

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(minors dni!)

Ooooooh lord forgive me 😫

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(NSFW!!!) Lowkey took a break from tumblr right after I commissioned this and am just realizing now that I FORGOT TO POST IT CRAP

anyway ten tons of caboose ass under the cut

Censored bc train cooch BUT if you wanna see the uncensored, consider joining the kink/nsfw stex discord server I’m in (dm for details 😉)

yet again art by the super talented and awesome @itsmoving 🥹

[dinahdoeeyes]

Starlight Express should always be set in the 1980's. It should always be 80smaxxing in every way.

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Yeah

[fishing-lesbian-princess]

Revolutionary idea I just came up with: imagine [characters I like] engaging in [kink that I have]. Why has no one ever thought of this?

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Neuron activation ⚡️👁️👁️⚡️

[the-eater-boys]

Lunch Break

Tw for fatal vore and mass vore. Drabble under the cut.

You search endlessly throughout the yard for your missing coworkers. They had promised that they’d take with you with them to the local diner for lunch break today and they haven’t showed up yet. You only have an hour lunch, and it’s been fifteen minutes now. Surely,they would show up by this time. You begin to wonder if they’re pulling a prank on you, but you know them well enough to acknowledge the fact they’re always on time and never late. You begin to wonder if something came up or if they forgot? Surely, they would contact you by now if something happened. Deep down, you feel as if something is wrong. They wouldn’t just leave you here out of the blue.

You ask around, asking your other human coworkers if they’ve seen any signs of your work friends and every single one has the same answer. They haven’t seen them since the start of lunch break. You feel a knot form in your stomach, worry, fear. You are well aware of the dangers of working at the railyard. The rolling stock are not exactly machines. They are powerful predators and you along with your coworkers are easy prey to them if you’re not careful. However, the pay makes the risks well worth it.

Your search continues into the freight yard. You know a lot of the employees here like to eat their lunches here and watch the trains go by. You round the corner and you freeze dead in your tracks as you feel an overwhelming sense of dread.

Off to the side, lounging on his side and purring with his eyes half shut like a well fed cat basking in the sun is CB. His hand rests against the side of his swollen abdomen and he gives it a smug little pat, prompting the poor unfortunate souls trapped inside, your friends, to cry out and squirm deep within the belly of the beast. He gives a small smirk as he stifles a burp behind his hand and sighs as his main tank ruthlessly churns around his meal, reducing your friends to nothing more than fuel for the caboose. He’s blissfully unaware of your presence, too focused on the ecstasy of having such a large and lively meal.

His nose twitches as he catches your scent and his pale blue eyes immediately open and he smiles a wolfish grin as his stomach growls, clearly more than ready for dessert. He licks his sharp teeth as he stands up and chuckles softly. The muffled pleas of your coworkers nearly drowned out from the sound of merciless digestion, a warning to you. You take a step back and he advances, but before he can give chase, you immediately turn and run as fast as your legs can carry you, horrified at what you just witnessed.

You know the risks of working here, but you add a new one to the list. Stay away from the red caboose during lunch time.

[the-eater-boys]

Stex Vore Enjoyers!

I have created a 18+ discord where you can meet, chat, share art, etc with other people! If you’re interested in joining, please go ahead and shoot me a DM. I will check and verify if you’re over 18. If not, or if you have no age in your bio, you will not be let in!

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Calling all ppl into Starlight Express and vore! There is a discord server for just that :)

dm me for details if you wanna join 😋

[nauticaltrain]

Safety first! At railroad crossings, always expect a train on any track, at any time, in either direction. Always stay at least 25 feet back. Remember, no trespassing! - Union Pacific

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10-10, Never Again!!

Control has been wondering why all the human staff at the yard seem to be steadily going missing 🤔

Art by the amazing awesome talented @itsmoving !!!!! Go check them out rn!!

[lovely--pierrot]

Freaking the Freakponents or whatever the fuck

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sometimes I’m sad and then I remember these images exist

(under the cut bc nsfw? Sorta? He’s clothed but not much 😭)

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CB on the mind again (as always)

Thinking about doing some inflation drabble (sorta) this time. 😈

Again, not going for realism here, but what if the super heavy duty diesel fuel used for super powerful engines like Greaseball was incredibly fattening for less powerful engines/trucks bc they don’t need to burn as much fuel.

I can see a scenario playing out in which CB won’t be competing in the next race, but still needs to sabotage the competition for Greaseball. While the powerful enemy engine is out training the day before the big race, CB would sneak into their shed and break into their fuel storage reserved for right before the race, planning to get rid of it so the engine would have no fuel on race day. But of course he couldn’t just dump it out and let hundreds of gallons of perfectly good high quality fuel go to waste. He knows he has plenty of time before the engine gets back, and also knows his tank feels pretty empty. He’d place the hose nozzle in his mouth and let the flow start. The fact that this fuel was for a (most likely rich) champion engine meant it was top of the line in terms of quality and taste, and cb couldn’t stop gulping it down even if he wanted to. Of course, such a heavy duty fuel was not meant for small trucks like cb, and subsequently, after just a few gulps, cb would already feel his form start to fill out. Obviously he expected this, but what he didn’t expect was for it to feel so good. His hands would start to fondle his growing curves, noticing with delight that most of the weight was going to his thighs and ass. Finally, once the last drop was emptied out of the tank, cb would make his clumsy escape. He had planned on being as sneaky as when he entered the shed, but didn’t account for his extra… wideness… as he attempted to squeeze himself out the window. His heart sank as he got stuck halfway, his hips far too wide to fit out of the small frame. He didn’t have any time to think of an alternate plan before the engine returned, entering the shed to see a very empty fuel tank, and a very wide caboose stuck in the window. But after all, the engine couldn’t let a perfectly good opportunity involving a massive, wobbly, stuck caboose ass go to waste. Well, at least the sabotage was successful…

[head-end-power]

Some thoughts on Electra vore

-easiest answer is any kind of EMU basis. You just end up inside a commuter train, probably covered in graffiti and weird ads. There’s some fun supernatural/urban legend stuff like Silverpilen about creepy ghost subways taking the dead to their own station. There’s a door on each end (could also be in the middle if desired) ha ha butt vore is basically guaranteed since most/virtually all electric trains are double-ended

-engines get screwy. Just going inside the cab/engine room is plausible. Otherwise you need wacky stuff about being turned into battery acid, transformer oil, air (to be compressed) or an electron to be “consumed” by anything. There’s also the hard vore answer of falling into a cooling fan and ending up in their air system that way

-alternatively I think just getting fried by a laser or arc inside is hilarious.

-robots are anything goes. I think an empty battery compartment (while running off outside power) could be a nice spot. I’m down for elaborating on more realistic non-train robot approaches somewhere between animatronics, niche manufacturing machines, and construction equipment. I have at least some technical familiarity with non-computer electrical devices of a variety of scales and know where to look for more info. Feel free to drop specific requests if you have any.

-personally just not into the computer side because it’s pretty saturated and my background is mechanical/manufacturing… I’ve just worked in some weird sides of hardware manufacturing (circuit boards, semiconductor equipment). I heavily favor the clunky realistically industrial vs consumer tech approach with Electra in general since it’s more train-aligned but more familiar/charismatic than “substation on wheels”

-still not consistent on how I do cyborg Electra yet tbh. That can end anywhere from “basically human with some pacemakers/other implants that would effect digestion” to something really trippy. When I do nonsensical robots/cyborgs I will get as weird as possible and lean more towards lighting rig/instrument based ideas

-the idea of Electra just being a dark ride inside (just a smaller electric train) is hilarious. Or just has train tunnels down there. Because you know what those are a metaphor for.

-I think Electra is mostly a silly benign pred if they like you. They may tease you but are happy with just soft vore and climbing around inside. They swallow you because you want to see inside or are curious about how it feels. Pet and scratch them in places they can’t reach. You can just sit there inside most mechanical versions and be fine for potentially hours, even days (EMU).

-then again, if you piss them off they’d just actually eat you to get rid of you. Then again, I think a lot of Electras would just pretend to do this and not actually kill you, just laugh and put you in time out until they get bored and let you out.

-Joule loves being vored. So does Purse, though he’s a bit more detached. Wrench does it for practical repair reasons. Volta is unamused but likes to torment Electra from inside. I can only imagine Krupp as a (usually fatal) pred.

-I generally don’t think Electra would want to be prey. Maybe to Caboose if successfully convinced. Unless it was getting uploaded to someone’s brain computer chip. So they could spin Electra around in their head. I think they’d love that.