#fat pred

[nightmarevore]

sometimes your partner needs to be put into time out :/

adya belongs to @wonderful-bellies

[glamrockstomachenjoyers]

Preds with round bellies to sleep on

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[moss-foxes]

Been thinking about preds that have constantly overtaxed guts, the stomach constantly processing the remains of their countless prey, because swallowing people whole and alive has warped their body's perception of hunger so much that the pred feels starved if not packed full...

Imagine, another prey added to the softening pile of meat in their stomach, bloated to the point that you could easily see the imprint of a curled-up body, stomach letting out lethargic gurgles and growls as it slooowly tries to drain all that sludge deeper into the pred's body.

The bubbling, sloshing, churning as they walk, the irritated whine of their stomach at the slightest disturbance, the bloat of their stomach visible through the pounds of fat they've amassed from selfishly gulping down others so their stomach is topped up with meat..

[queer-and-bloating]

Happy Fat Boy Friday™️

It's Vore day and I'm being really normal about it I promise

(I'm not being normal about it 🤤)

[infernalmoonchris]

Super fat Preds who eat prey but they barely even register in their fat tummy’s, you guys are the best 😙

Like you could have eaten a prey that’s as tall as you and they still get obscured by your soft squishy fat that’s already attached to your belly. It’s the ultimate disappearing act!

[kitsune-pop]

fat tgirl pred whose belly is already so big that nobody can even tell when there’s an entire grown woman fighting for her life in her boiling gut… all her motions restrained by crushing internal muscles, the shape of her body and the sound of her cries obscured and muffled by the soft, jiggling fat she’s about to contribute to~ only the pred hears the pathetic resigned whimper as she burps out the last of the air in her tummy <3

fuuuuuuuck-uh fat tgirl preds... my heart might fucking explode...

she's so effortlessly beautiful, a flowy dress blowing gently in the breeze, her belly hanging heavily off her frame, swaying as she walks. her arms are fat and pillowy at the shoulders, her thighs rub together with a soft 'swish swish' in time with her steps, red painted toenails peeking out from a pair of cute, strappy sandals...

and I'm crushed inside of her, he stomach walls mercilessly clenching around me, the weight of her gut pressing me even deeper into her acids, barely able to squirm and writhe even as my skin starts to peel... my struggles barely even making her belly jiggle, let alone letting people know I'm dying inside of her...

the acids rising, my legs, my ass, my stomach all slowly melting away, my pathetic struggles growing even weaker as I whimper and cry out with only feeling a gentle caress from her absentmindedly rubbing her belly...

her giving a cute, dainty burp, covering up my final cries with a sweet giggle as her body starts to process me in earnest

[spookyscarycreepydollgirl]

“I’m going to digest you Rose!” He growled needily to his darling prey. He needed her to realise that she was his now. That the outside world no longer mattered. That everything she had been or could’ve been out there? None of it was important. Only the pleasure of digestion, of succumbing to her predator, succumbing to him.

He knows she understands, though she naturally resists, that’s only to be expected, his beloved after all, is so much more complex than him, though he enjoys playing at civility and refinement, beneath it all he is a simple beast of hunger and indulgence.

It’s tremendously difficult for a creature as controlled and faceted as Rose to be reduced down to a meal. But she longs for the simplicity he embodies and he is more than happy to give it to her.

He’s good at it after all, being an escape from civility, at reducing a known person down to a mystery. Normally he does it in service to his own gluttonous hedonism. It’s rare to find someone who actually needs this gluttonous soul for it’s true nature and not the illusion of good nature he projects.

Rose needs it desperately, he knew it from the moment they met. Now here she is, stewing inside him. Though he can feel her, she makes scarcely any obvious lump in his already sizeable middle, his general largeness and height in comparison to a normal person also does a marvellous job of concealing the truth of things.

He’s half-tempted to attend some high-society event that his darling prey would no doubt have hated. Just to drive home to Rose how far away that world truly is from her now. Of course, he’s never much enjoyed sharing and even if the nobles at such a gathering would be none the wiser to what his stomach contains. He would still know they were near what belonged to him and that’s a rather distasteful thought.

[fenrir81]

There is a strong desire tonight to be teased, bullied, and just swallowed up~ The most I could probably hope for is to be considered a meal instead of a snack. 🥴🫣