[synth-t0r]

name's t0r/tor, i am a member of an aroace + aego system. never had a full-nsfw blog before so go easy on me.

transneu/transnull enban. do not call me gendered terms unless slang/non-serious. i am a synth-taur (optional, we ARE modular!)

this is a NSFW blog, though not all of my posts will be. mostly just a secret separate blog for vore-related or other nsfw posts.

things you may find : - non-fatal ( digestion is fine; i avoid explicit mentions of death ) - mostly oral, always soft, unwilling/willing - furries and taurs ( not so much humans but may rb ) - general nsfw posts/art

rp is fine ( please ask ! ) but please do not send me anything IRL. we are sex-averse/repulsed in real life scenarios. ( 10+ years experience, no vore rp experience. i can easily adapt. usually pred, but i can be talked into being prey . . )

[thrawlane]

had an idea

[mothatnight]

What time is it?

CW: Stomach noises, Maw, Impending Vore

It's tummy time, and Anwill is more than happy to go cx

18+MDNI

[voreyeurism]

belly practise 1/5

[theredcandyheart]

Kind of just in love with the idea of a pred gobbling up their unwilling partner and then licking their lips and cooing as their agitated partner squirms and kicks and complains about how they're NOT food and that they were BUSY.

It's hard to keep their claws off of the prey when the pred's a big monster with such a strong prey drive, and their partner is naturally a prey species. They taste good, smell good, and overall, they attract the pred so easily and unintentionally, which winds up with the prey stuck in the pred's belly most nights.

[foxgirlhuntress]

Sometimes I like to play with my prey. Let them think they're in control.

I patter over all innocently and ask if they want a foxgirl to suck their cock or eat out their cunt. Even the more uncertain at first come round to the idea when I get my scent to reach their nose. I give off different scents depending on what effect I want to have on prey - this time I want them horny, so I make them horny.

Then when I've got them shuddering from giving them the sucking or tongue-fucking of their lives, I wrap my lips round a little bit more, and a little bit more, and a little bit more until... *gulp

They asked me to eat them after all, I just obliged cause I'm kind <3

[cyberdelightz]

dudes will say 'i know a place' and and next thing you know you're sliding down their oesophagus 🙄

[snapskisser]

[dragonteeth]

Unwilling prey trapped in pred's jaws trying so hard to complain and wriggle free but the pred's tongue is so deep up their hole all they can do is whine and writhe in ecstacy

[comfy-belly-anon]

Random safe vore thought. I've seen ideas for robot preds with flexible stomachs, cooling or heating system in their belly, probably some with built in comfort systems, and probably even one where there's a built in entertainment system. (Please don't ask for sources, I have no idea where I saw any of this before.)

An idea I think is worth discussing, though, is robot preds that aren't meant to have any of this stuff. They were just a regular robot, maybe even assigned to help the person with tasks around the house. But they know how to handle repairs, and they've learned what their human likes as they and their human grew to be friends, so they want to help them to the best of their ability.

Knowing what the human finds most comfortable, they set up system modifications to add whatever functions and materials would make their human most comfortable. They even make a flexible throat component to make sure they don't hurt them trying to get them in. I like the idea of a robot that cares for you to such an extent that it finds ways to do things the manufacturers never thought of just to be there for you.

I don't mean this in the sense of needing to change to be valuable, I don't like dark/existential themes like that. I mean it more like "this robot cares so much for its user that it'll invent new upgrade options just to show its affection." It knows you're fine with how it already is, but wants to be able to protect you and comfort you more effectively.

[cloudchomps]

fat taurs. thats the post!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[vorare-phile]

You know what I never see much of? Service top preds.

I love the idea of a pred being pinned by the prey, for once, as the they enthusiastically explains why the pred should definitely eat them. Talking about how filling they'd be, mentioning their growling stomach.

The pred obediently keeping their hands at their sides as the prey slowly slides themselves down the pred's throat. Resisting the urge to help them along because they want to be good. Intently listening to the prey's encouragements becoming more and more muffled until they're fully in the pred's stomach.

The pred sitting in silence, waiting for the prey's next order.

Ding. A text pops up on the screen of their phone. The prey continues to direct the encounter while inside of them.

"Rub your stomach here."

"On your hands and knees. Feel how heavy I sit inside you."

"Lean backwards. Feel me squirming around inside you."

"Don't let me out yet. Just a few more minutes."

"You're doing such a good job."

Even as the encounter ends, the prey whispering praises for the pred for being so well behaved. Promising to do this again later, if the pred likes.

The pred can't agree fast enough.

[hunter-creature]

Eat the willing prey first. The unwilling prey will hear the moaning and when they ask your tummy if they need help getting out they'll beg to stay in. It'll help cause a momentary lapse of confidence, maybe that being eaten does feel good. Makes them much easier to catch and swallow. When the reality of the hot acid death chamber called your stomach hits them it'll be that heaven of squirming prey without the difficulties of getting them down

[gayvorestories]

Being a pred is a sensory playground.

Feeling your throat squeeze their body as you suck them in, your stomach stretching further and further, the taste of his skin as he passes your tongue.

The struggling and fighting inside your stomach. The massage of failed kicks and punches, wild flailing. Your stomach feeling like it simultaneously may burst from the stress and like the strongest cage to have ever existed. The vibration of muffled shouts and begging resonating up into your chest.

Groans and moans and wet rumbling as struggles cease and the weight of your meal feels heavier than before. The sounds of an overstuffed stomach struggling, the taste of his cologne in your burps, his form slowly becoming less defined against your skin.

The sound of painful, difficult digestion becoming relaxed, content. Your belly no longer shaped like him but round and firm as an overfilled balloon. A thick soup shifting inside you, filling every gap and crevice of your intestines, bubbling and gurgling as your body absorbs him. Small pops as the larger solid bits finally give way and you claim every bit of him, no matter how small.

The first deep breath after a huge meal. That feeling after days have passed when your stomach rumbles, finally empty. When you put your hands on your belly and know what's left of him is running through your veins, in your muscles and fat. Pride as you run your hand along your body and know he's yours now in a way that no one can undo.

The insatiable feeling in your stomach as you spot your next one.

[hemipenal-system]

*flirtatiously* hey wanna see how far down my throat you can fit

[kitsune-pop]

pred totally getting off from the feeling of a whole person squirming around in her guts x prey who’s only squirming so much because she’s touching herself too while she still can <3

fuck

like, I can barely begin to describe how much I want to be in a belly. I want to be swallowed down so bad it hurts, hurts more than any stomach acid could...

I know I'd be frozen solid the whole way down, trembling and meek and overwhelmed and just thinking finally

but the second I'm fully consumed, my legs tucked up around me, dark and wet and hot and humid, walls squeezing and crushing up against me, fuck I would go crazy in there

back arching, eye rolling, toe curling, lip biting, full body spasms of pleasure as I'm finally where I belong, owned fully by my pred, belonging to her and only her, I only exist to feed her body...

I think I would actually die of joy long before the acids took me if I felt her enjoying my struggles...

[lordscreeech]

Eight O'Clock