#centaur vore

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

maybe you could do something with digestion+disposal with a pred who has multiple stomachs? only if you wanna of course 👀

It'd time for some more demi-humans me thinks...and perhaps I will finally write for an anthro pred as well, because I realize I haven't done that yet.

It was torture. That's what it was. There was just...no other world for it. When the plane crashed deep in the jungle, the passenger had been happy that a couple other people managed to survive with him. Well...so much for surviving. Now he was stuck here, listening to them churn and digest away in the stomach below him. That thing--with a long snake like body, but the torso of a man--had followed the crash and found them. They hadn't lasted at all against it in their state. Apparently, it's capacity was four men. Two down in that snake like gut, and one left to sit around and wait in the human stomach. He's pretty sure it had gotten comfortable again in the tree tops it had come from. He could barely hear the creaking of branches holding the long, thick coils that dangled over them. He wasn't sure what was going to happen to them, but he knew he was running out of time. Before long, he'd hear the thumps and thuds of logs of shit sliding out and hitting the ground, all that was left of the people he'd survived with. And then...he'd almost certainly be moving downward to follow after them. But he got to be the one to survive, even if it was just a few extra hours.

He'd been hot. That was your excuse for going home with a guy who said, to your face, that he was going to eat you. Sure, you can tell yourself whatever you want, pretend you misunderstood the words. But you didn't. There was no misunderstanding with the hunger in the large bull's eyes, or the way he grinned and licked his lips as he looked you up and down. Now, back in his apartment, you were staring into that wide open muzzle and down his gullet. Then diving into it. A broad tongue slurped at your face a few times, and then it was a few gulps to drag you down. At first you thought the stomach was nicer than it'd always seemed to be. Quite and calm, not doing much of anything besides smelling a bit bad. But then you moved down, deeper, into another. It was a lot slimier and grinding into you a bit. It was softening you. Then the third was unfriendly, actively working on breaking you down into a pulp for the bull's body. The fourth stomach would work on making sure very little was left, turning it all into a thick paste with some bones left in it. Then it was on the way out, a bowel movement he dropped off in the toilet in the morning. Just like all the others that came home with him. People never really made it to the fourth stomach.

Centaurs are usually fairly friendly and helpful guys. Smarter than horses and easier to get along with at times, they did all kinds of work and helped out a lot. So if someone pissed one off enough to end up as it's food..? Well, they probably really deserved it. Especially if they're sitting in the human stomach, curled up tightly and swaying around for everyone to see. That's a warning, usually, that they aren't in a good mood and that they'll eat more if someone decides to mess with them. Calming down is usually when they finally send that meal deeper for processing, letting their gut deflate again as the person is sent to the second horse stomach. Then it's back to business with a gurgling gut, until that troublemaker is eventually a pile of dung left on a path somewhere that no one is ever going to look twice at.

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

Any safe vore prompt for centaurs?

Oh yeah, I love centaurs and they’re pretty good for safe vore in my own opinion. I actually got a second centaur safe vore ask, and I figured I’d add it to this one as well since it’s a good scenario!

In very large kingdoms, centaurs as a transportation service are never hard to miss. For shorter trips, they’ll typically be ridden like a horse with the added bonus of being easier to control than a standard horse, so even those who have never ridden one can easily move around. But for longer trips, especially for those of nobility, the two stomachs a centaur has are very helpful for moving small groups of people safely and comfortably. Of course, for those with more money to spend, there’s always the exit fee--and you don’t really get to argue with such fees while inside of the centaur’s stomach, assuming you don’t want to be a permanent resident until you can cough up the money. It really helps to pay the bills.

Adventuring parties always find centaurs to be helpful and useful members of the group. They’re great for carrying back criminals that need to be returned alive safely inside of their stomachs. They’re also great for carrying the party when they’re weak and tired. This also tends to mean adventuring centaurs are usually mages with healing magic. But the real centaurs being looked for are the massive stallions that know how to fight--usually for their large capacity and ability to take a hit. They’re highly sought after for parties and always well appreciated for their work.

Most wouldn’t expect that a centaur and mermaid would make such a great pair for a relationship. After all, how does a land beast handle dating a sea beast? Well, with the large stomach a centaur has, it’s surprisingly easy to slurp down his lovely mermaid and carry him where he wants safely inside of his stomach. If he ever wants to show the mermaid a good sight, all he has to do is bring him back up a bit so he can peek out of the centaur’s jaws. It also seems to make for a fun prank the centaur will pull on friends he’s introducing his new fishy boyfriend to.