I donât have the time and energy to RP. (Well, not like I donât have the time for it, more like it kinda makes me uncomfortable)
If you know who I am, donât say it. (Same with everyone else in this community)
Iâm Sweet! Well, I go by Sweet. I use she/they pronouns. I really like Mawdness and I sometimes feel like contributing with my own stupid crap. We can maybe chat if you want.
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h4nk
s4nf0rd
d31m0s
tr1cky
v.ore
fullness combat
sweet answers
mawd headcanons
What NOT to talk about (canât believe I had to put this here):
I'm fine. I've just moved on to another fandom is all. (It got a movie recently. You should watch it.)
But honestly, I dunno if I'm gonna return to this blog. Maybe if there's a vore community for my current fandom? (So far, I haven't seen anything. Just two AO3 fics.)
Sorry I've left my fics for the M4dn3ss fandom on permanent hiatus, but you know hyperfixations. They come and go. Maybe it'll return one day, but not now.
(This is part two of the end. To anyone first dropping in, please start with No Escape so you can catch up.)
(WARNING: Tough topics, depictions of passing out)
<- First (No Escape)
<- Previous (Refusal to Change, Part One)
Next (coming soon...) ->
He was getting out of here. But how?
H4nk sat up as he looked around his room. Everyone would see him if he went up his usual hatch. But how else would he be able to leave this room? Unless...
H4nk's eyes wandered over to the posters on his wall. Was that tunnel still there? He got up, slightly struggling to do so, and went over to the poster lowest to the ground. He peeled back the tape to show that, yes, it was still there. Turns out his teammates could never find it after his escape a few years back.
He lowered himself onto his hands and knees and began crawling into it. So far so good. He crawled deeper in. So far so-- Oh. His waist was caught in the tunnel entrance. Was it seriously too small for him? H4nk grumbled, then began crawling back before... Oh. Oh no. He was stuck.
"H4nk, you ready?" S4nf0rd yelled from the door.
Well, shit. This was embarrassing.
The door opened. "H4nk? Why aren't you-- uh... Huh. So that's where that was."
~~~
To say that D0c was pissed was an understatement. It was three hours of non-stop weightlifting and non-stop lecturing. H4nk could barely pay attention to anything D0c said. He felt like he was dying.
Finally, he was given another break, but not in his room. He had to sit in D0c's room so he could keep an eye on him. All H4nk did was gulp down his water in a futile attempt to feel full and glare at D0c, who was working while snacking on yet another hot dog. How come he gets to have dinner while H4nk got barely anything? The belch from D0c's mouth taunted him. In response, H4nk's stomach growled loudly.
Then he saw the rest of the hot dogs on the desk. Juicy. Meaty. Filling. That was all he could think about. D0c was about to reach for another when suddenly, H4nk got up. He snatched it out of his hand.
"H4NK, WHA--"
H4nk was about to take a bite, but then static filled his vision. He could feel the blood rushing out of his head. And next thing he knew, he was on his back on the floor, S4nf0rd holding his legs up.
"Hey, H4nk... You alright?" he asked.
"...Y-... Yeah..." H4nk said, too fatigued to answer in any other way.
"Well, D0c said you're done for today. I'll take you back to your room when you feel like gettin' up."
"But I'm hungry."
"I know. I'm sorry, but this is just how it is. You're too used to overeating, H4nk. And your muscles have gotten weaker from just layin' around all day. You need to get used to smaller meals again and build that muscle back up. I'll try to get D0c to give you a little more food and go a little lighter on workouts, but that's for him to decide..."
H4nk grumbled as he slowly sat up.
"Feelin' okay now?"
He nodded. S4nf0rd grabbed onto H4nk to help him up, spent a few seconds ensuring he was stable, and then walked with him towards his room.
"He WHAT?!"
Right after H4nk shut the door, S4nf0rd heard D31m0s shout from the kitchen. He rushed over, seeing D31m0s arguing with D0c, who had another chip bag.
"You can't just work him to death!" D31m0s said.
"D31m0s, this is all for his own sake. He needs to lose that weight."
"Not if he's passin' out! There's gotta be another way!"
"I kinda agree with D31m0s here, D0c," S4nf0rd began. "H4nk's exhausted. Can't ya ease up on him just a little?"
"You're forgetting who you're talking about. I know H4nk." D0c munched on his chips. "He could do this no problem before he decided to destroy himself. I just need to keep pushing him. He'll be back to his old self soon. He doesn't have a choice."
D0c opened the fridge and peeked inside.
"Now where did you put that bag of G1l's...?"
S4nf0rd and D31m0s just stared. Neither of them knew what to say.
~~~
It was past midnight. H4nk was in his room, once again laying on his mattress. His stomach rumbled again, hunger pains keeping him awake. He didn't hate D0c, but he was coming close to. Forcing him to exhaust himself, keeping food from him (even though he was the one eating the most), and drilling in the fact that he brought this upon himself, that he is the reason why he's become so pathetic.
It pissed him off, but all H4nk wanted to do now was get away. So he could keep eating whatever he wanted. So he could fill his starving belly up however much he wanted. So he could be with his cute little clown who wouldn't keep food from him, nor exhaust him, nor drill in why he's so pathetic. He missed Tr1cky so much. He'd do anything to get back to him.
H4nk sat up, then slowly stood. If he couldn't sneak out through that tunnel, the only other option was the door. He walked up to it and tried to open it, but it wouldn't budge. Of course D0c would lock him in. H4nk frustratedly punched the door and trudged back to bed. And he would've laid back down if he didn't hear clicking.
Wait, clicking? Coming from the door? Then there was a few knocks, followed by the slight creak of the hinges as the door opened.
"Psst. H4nk. You awake?" a voice whispered.
"...Yeah," H4nk whispered back.
It was D31m0s. Leaving the door slightly ajar, he entered, holding three bags of G1l's.
"Here. Eat this."
Didn't need to tell him twice. H4nk ravenously tore through each bag. Six double burgers, three large fries, and three milkshakes all vanished within minutes. H4nk stifled a belch and sighed. Damn, did it feel good to finally have something in his stomach again.
"You done yet?"
H4nk nodded.
"Good. Now c'mon. I'm gettin' you outta here."
H4nk got up as D31m0s grabbed his gear for him. They quietly made their way out of H4nk's room, down the hall, and to the front door. D31m0s entered his code to unlock it.
"There we go. Now you can go and do whatever you want."
H4nk hesitated. Was D31m0s really just... letting him go?
"Damn it, H4nk! C'mon! You know this is miles better than the hell D0c's been puttin' ya through! Hang out with the clown! Eat whatever the fuck you want! Just GO!"
And there he went. D31m0s watched as H4nk left. He sighed, bringing a hand to his head. He knew he would regret this, but hey, at least H4nk was no longer miserable. Once he could no longer see him, D31m0s reentered the building and locked the door before bumping into D0c and S4nf0rd. They were silent.
why would we hate you? This story is interesting, I'm curious to see what you will come up with!
Thanks, Iâm just worried about potential backlash. Since, yâknow, weight loss is part of the story. (Then again, now that I think about it, the people who complain would probably be less than ideal.)
H4nk deals with the consequences of his new lifestyle. Or doesnât.
(To anyone first dropping in, this is the beginning of the end. Please please PLEASE start with No Escape so you know whatâs going on.)
(Also, thereâs heavy topics ahead. Just so you know.)
<- First (No Escape)
<- Previous (Secretive)
Next (Refusal to Change, Part Two) ->
He was having the best time since forever. H4nk was laying on a soft marshmallow, letting himself be fed the largest, most delicious desserts. Each one was given to him by the clown, who praised him after every treat devoured. He was so full and absolutely ginormous, but he didn't care. It all felt amazing.
"H444NK... WANT ANOTHER CAKE? IT'S YUMMY..."
Another whole cake was fed to him, H4nk savoring every bite. Once he was done, Tr1cky began rubbing his tummy.
"OH, H4NKY... YOU'RE SO ROUND... SO SOFT..."
H4nk belched. Tr1cky giggled, leaning in close.
"...THE CUTEST THING EVER..."
They shared a long, deep kiss. Tr1cky tasted like chocolate. It was making H4nk hungry again. Once they pulled away, his stomach rumbled again.
âSTILL HUNGRY, H4NKY? YOU WANT A COOKIE?â
Damn it, why did Tr1cky have to be so cute? H4nk agreed to the cookie. But right when he finished it, he suddenly hugged his feeder. Tr1cky sunk into H4nkâs softness, nuzzling him and giggling.
âHEHEHEHE⊠SOFTIEâŠâ
That was it. H4nk was starving. His mouth was wide open, soon to devour his cute little clown. He shoved him in, andâŠâŠ
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âH4NK! H4NK, WAKE UP NOW!â
It was D0câs voice. H4nkâs eyes opened to see D0c staring down at him, with S4nf0rd and D31m0s sitting behind him. Even through his mask, he could tell that D0c was unhappy. Also, was he just tired, or did he look⊠different?
ââŠWhat is it?â H4nk asked sleepily.
âI see youâve still been gorging yourself, huh? Howâs that going?â
H4nk slowly sat up. âItâs been fine. Nothing to worry about.â
âUh huh. How about we do a weigh-in, just to check?â
âSure.â
H4nk slowly got up off the couch, D0c leading him towards the scale in the bathroom. He helped him remove his gear, stripping him down to his pants, then H4nk stepped on the scale. Of course, he still couldnât see past his gut.
âWhatâs it say?â
Nothing could have prepared him for what D0c said next.
ââWeight Limit Exceededâ. As I thought.â
H4nk stepped off the scale. He looked down at himself. Then in the mirror. He saw all his flab that he had gained in just a few weeks. How thick his neck was, how big his chest was, how low his belly hung. How wide his hips had gotten to the point that even his new sweatpants were tight on him. Any muscle previously on him was no longer visible. Now, he was beyond just fat. He was obese. And looking at himself right then and there, a new feeling brewed inside him.
H4nk was disgusted by what he saw.
âCare to explain how you became like this? What exactly did you think was going to happen?â
H4nk was silent.
âCome on. Answer me.â
H4nk hung his head. ââŠI just⊠I dunnoâŠâ
âH4nk, listen to me. I donât know whatâs going through your head right now, but I need an answer. Because look at this!â
H4nk turned to see D0c holding up one of his wanted posters. He grabbed it in order to read it.
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H4NK J. W1MBL3T0N
WANTED ALIVE
FREQUENTLY SPOTTED AT VARIOUS FAST FOOD AND DESSERT JOINTS WITH THAT GOD DAMN CLOWN
IF CAPTURED, THE AGENCY SHALL REWARD YOU GRACIOUSLY
~~~
Wanted⊠alive? The Agency, who had spent years trying to kill him, now wanted him alive? What for?
âH4nk. Tell me what youâve been doing this instant.â
H4nk was silent once again. He kept avoiding eye contact.
âLook at me and tell me! NOW.â
ââŠIâve⊠Iâve been hanging outâŠâ
âHanging out?â
ââŠwith the clown.â
âWhy?â
ââŠWe⊠uh⊠hit it off?â
A gasp was heard.
âI knew it,â D31m0s whispered.
D0c turned to see S4nf0rd and D31m0s in the doorway, eavesdropping.
âBoys, this doesnât concern you two.â
âHey, we wanted to know, too! H4nk never tells us anything!â
D0c turned back to H4nk.
âHow did you âhit it offâ?â
ââŠHe⊠He fed me. And snuggled with me and said I was cute and⊠I gave in. Then he said he loved me and⊠I guess⊠I love him too.â
There was more silence. D0c sighed.
âOh, H4nk, how do I put this⊠Listen, I donât care if youâre together with anyone. If you want to be with the clown, thatâs fine. But itâs NOT fine if you let him control you like this!â
âYeah,â S4nf0rd added. ââCuz it sounds to me like itâs taking advantage of you.â
âItâs not like thatâŠâ H4nk responded, hands beginning to shake.
âJust saying! It might not actuallyââ
âS4nf0rd, stop,â D0c interrupted. âThe point is, H4nk, youâve taken this way too far. You need to lose this weight.â He sighed. âAnd now with the Agency still after you, Iâm afraid I have no choice but to keep you in.â
âWhat?â
âYou heard me. Youâre not leaving this building until I say so. And to keep you on track with your diet, Iâm banning you from using the kitchen. And to rebuild all the muscle you've lost, I'll be setting you up on a mandatory exercise routine."
"But I told the clown Iâll see him again today.â
âI think itâs best if you stay away from him for now. Especially if heâs enabling you like this.â
H4nk huffed. Grabbing his gear and pushing S4nf0rd and D31m0s out of the way, he left the bathroom. D0c followed him.
âWhere do you think youâre going?â
âIâm gonna go see him.â
âNo youâre not.â
âYes I am. I can handle myself out there.â
âH4nk, stop! You could barely get off the couch!â
H4nk was about to turn the doorknob.
âH4NK, IF YOU DIE LIKE THIS, I CANâT REVIVE YOU!â
That stopped him in his tracks. D0c continued.
âThink about it. You canât run. You canât squeeze through anything. If the Agency captures you, you wonât be able to escape. And if you die out there, youâll be trapped in the other place, and I wonât be able to bring you back. Now think. Are you going to work to lose this weight, or are you going to get yourself killed?â
H4nk stayed silent. He then removed his hand from the doorknob. He hung his head.
âOkay, D0c. Iâll listen to you.â
âGood. Now come on. Your first workout starts now.â
~~~
Three days had passed. H4nk was laying on his mattress, exhausted. Even with the strict exercise routine day after day, he felt weak. To the point that today, the first day D0c let S4nf0rd coach him, he worked him to the point of passing out. Then D0c allowed him a break in his room to recoup.
But H4nk didnât feel like he could continue. In fact, he was starving. D0c only allowed him a little bit of food each day, enough to keep him alive. But to H4nk, it was barely a snack. And speaking of snacks, he kept begging S4nf0rd and D31m0s for even a taste of their leftovers, but they had to refuse.
This all left H4nk miserable, feeling hunger pains and hearing his empty stomach loudly growling. He was in sad shape. He shouldâve been glad that he had lost a few pounds with this new routine. However, H4nk had a stubborn mind. And if he had to choose between being miserable for a benefit or living in ecstasy for a detriment, he would choose ecstasy.
Iâm going to post the next fic tomorrow morning, but just a heads up.
You can probably guess what itâs about. With the path H4nk was going on, it was bound to happen eventually. And I know some of you are gonna hate me for it.
One more thing to note, this next fic will be the beginning of the storyâs endgame. After it, only about 4, 5, or 6 fics will be left.
Actually, I lied. Thereâs another thing. On a lighter note, Iâve been trying to come up with a name for this whole series. How do you guys feel about âVoracious N3v4d4â or âVoracity in N3v4d4â (obviously without the censoring)?
Iâm also still debating on whether or not I should bring this to AO////3 once itâs completed. Iâll be anonymous because I already have an account there under a different name, but Iâm still worried about being recognized. I mean, Iâve been writing a different fic under that name thatâs gotten a tiny bit of attentionâŠ
You know, maybe this should just stay on this site.
Mawdness Headcanons- Feelings About Stuffing, Vore, and WG
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H4nk (any H4nk)- He likes being stuffed and loves being a pred. However, he's iffy when it comes to gaining. He mostly just likes being a little soft and nothing beyond that.
S4nf0rd- He'll only really be stuffed as an excuse to let D31m0s give him belly rubs. He's not that fond of vore and WG.
D31m0s- Like S4nf0rd, he'll only really be stuffed as an excuse to be close with him. Unlike S4nf0rd, he likes being a pred and doesn't mind being prey. As for gaining, he really doesn't mind being a little chunkier, as long as it doesn't hinder him.
D0c- On the surface, he's disgusted by all three. But he's had thoughts about being a pred before.
Tr1cky- He loves stuffing and being a pred. He also doesn't mind gaining and likes how soft and squishy he is.
H0fn4rr- He liked stuffing, but was worried about his gaining. He was absolutely terrified of vore.
J3bus- He's disgusted by all three, and sees vore as the worst of them all.
Sh3r1ff- He's not fond of stuffing, terrified of vore, but doesn't mind gaining.
Ph0b0s- He doesn't mind stuffing and thinks of vore the same way (because nobody would dare try to eat him). But when it comes to gaining, he'd rather not spoil his image.
4ud1t0r- They don't care about stuffing or gaining because their body doesn't work like that. When it comes to vore, they like it and do it regularly.
