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[dysphoriatuff]

CW: VORAREPHILIA

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[vorelicious]

Yo, A Question of Sorts To Those Interested...

How many of you would like to see an ML Fanfic with VORE as the main theme??? :D

'Cause this excited happy voraphilic plans to write quite a decent one. :D *grins*

Frankly, this disturbing lack of vore in the ML fandom as a whole is... well, disturbing. ;p

[s1desn4cks]

SO THE NEW EPISODE OF TADC?! THE VORE REFERENCE LMAO?!

“Have I ever told you it’s my dream to get eaten by you?”

AS HE HAS LIKE HALF HIS BODY IN CAINE’S MOUTH???

So uhm- cannon Jax and Caine Vore I guess. Prepare for art and fanfics about this topic.

[s1desn4cks]

Obligatory warning: This post is about Vore. If you somehow found this just from the stream content, I’m sorry lmao-

I JUST WATCHED THE TADC CAST PLAY A FANGAME PT.2 AND THERE WERE SO MANY VORE MENTIONS???? AND NO ONE IS TALKING ABOUT THIS???

LIKE??? THERE WERE AT LEAST 9 SEPARATE TIMES??? AND ONLY ONE WAS SCRIPTED DIALOGUE???

Not to mention the entire Gloink Queen vore game show scene. (Which I know is a reference to Gooseworx Little Runmo)

Bubble voring some gloinks. Twice.

Zooble complaining about getting vored.

Bubble literally said: “We went inside of someone’s stomach! We just got Vored!”

THE RAGATHA VORE IDEAS???

“Wow Ragatha, Pomni ignores you once and you decide to eat her and dissolve her?”

“If she’s inside me she can never leave me!”

This leads me to two things. 1. The voice actors are VERY aware of vore. 2. I don’t want to point fingers here but I’m starting to suspect someone in that group has explored the concept before.

[perit0neum]

NOT A VORE POST

i just listened to Side Show (1997) and it's so damn good. i didn't really understand what was going on, i only listened to it so i just got the broad strokes.

like all the songs had layered lyrics and all the vocal performances were SO GOOD (esp norm lewis)

top 5 musicals rn

1) In Trousers (ily marvin)

2) Falsettoland (made me cry!)

3) Les Miserables (ONE DAY MORE)

4) Side Show (i just told yall about this one)

5) March of the Falsettos (i hate you marvin)

hm) THE GUY WHO DIDNT LIKE MUSICALS (i lol)

...i really hope this top 5 list doesn't reveal my identity

...are there any other musical loving vorarephiles out there?...heh

still minors dni

[s1desn4cks]

I see a lot of Narrator pred… but I can’t get sizeshifting!Narrator out of my head so uh… yeah!

Overworked

The Narrator was small, currently around 5 inches. The poor being was exhausted, he’d been overworking himself and hoped it wouldn’t take a toll. Unfortunately for him, it did, in the form of Narrator being unable to control his size shifting abilities and ending up as a 5 inch tall thing on Stanley’s desk. Narrator was curled up, hoping for this strangeness to wear off before Stanley saw him. As if the universe heard his hopes, and decided to crush them, that was just the moment that Stanley ended up resetting back to his office. The Narrator curled in on himself, too tired to deal with another story at the moment. He just wanted to rest. Stanley saw the small thing on his desk and curiously prodded it with his finger. The thing looked over at him, and Stanley let out a small noise of surprise. “Narrator?” He signed. The Narrator just looked at him and nodded. “I’m sorry, Stanley. It appears as if I’m too exhausted for another story at the moment. I just… need some rest.” The Narrator sighed. Stanley looked at him and nodded understandingly, before scooping Narrator up in his hands. “Stanley? Wha- What are you doing?” Narrator asked, looking at Stanley’s smiling face in confusion. Stanley held the Narrator in his hands, carefully bringing him closer to his face. Stanley’s mouth opened in front of Narrator, revealing the dark space within. “Stanley? Stanley what are you doing?” The Narrator exasperated as Stanley placed him carefully in his mouth. The small Narrator could do nothing against him as Stanley closed his mouth, entrapping the little Narrator within. “Stanley please, I… I’m too tired for this right now…” The Narrator knew Stanley would not be able to communicate with him. After all, Stanley could only communicate through sign language, and it’s not as if he could see Stanley’s hands. The warmth of Stanley’s mouth penetrated Narrator’s body, warm saliva soaking his clothes. The warmth was so… relaxing. Narrator felt himself go limp unconsciously as he leaned into Stanley’s tongue, feeling the comforting plush surface full his tiny body with warmth. Stanley let out a small hum, pushing Narrator to the roof of his mouth and swallowing the saliva that had built up. Narrator hummed back, a strange calm overcoming him. Stanley pushed the Narrator’s small body to the back of his throat and swallowed, enveloping half the tiny man’s body into his throat. Another swallow had the Narrator fully inside Stanley’s throat, slowly being pushed downwards. The Narrator let out a sigh, going fully limp and letting himself be moved downwards. Stanley put a hand on his throat, feeling the Narrator descend. It was a strange feeling for Stanley, being on the other end of this situation. Stanley slowly moved his hand downward as Narrator dropped into his stomach. There was a small growl of discomfort, Stanley’s stomach not being used to the rather large, rather strange object that had just been placed inside of it. The Narrator placed a hand on the stomach walls, giving them a small rub. Narrator wondered to themselves if this is what it was like for Stanley, when their roles were reversed. Narrator could feel Stanley gently prodding at them from the outside, and he moved slightly within the stomach to tell Stanley that he was okay. The warmth of the stomach relaxed him surpassingly fast, Stanley’s heartbeat and breathing being an added white noise to the occasional gurgles. Narrator hummed, leaning back into the stomach walls. “Thank you, Stanley.” Narrator smiled, closing his eyes for some much needed rest. Stanley placed a hand over his stomach, giving it a few rubs. He sat down in his office chair and leaned back to get some rest for himself as well, knowing that his Narrator would be feeling better soon.

[s1desn4cks]

I love the idea of a villain and hero pred/prey scenario.

A villain finding a shrunken hero and deciding that they’re going to scare the living shit out of this tiny being. They know their stomach is safe but the hero doesn’t! Obvious fearplay, with a sprinkle of unwilling prey to semi-caring pred.

The villain obviously can’t let their rival die, so they nom them to keep them safe. Small hero is terrified and panics, giving the villain a stomach ache as the squirm and try to get free, maybe begging for their life or monologging at the villain about “ how could they be so cruel” or “what did I do to deserve this”.

Bonus trope: The villain not knowing their stomach was safe at first. They’re completely uncaring about the hero’s safety and just see it as a way to get rid of them for good, so they swallow the hero down. A few hours later as the villain goes about their business, paying no mind to the small hero besides maybe prodding at them a few times, is confused how the hero is still alive. Not wanting to release them, but also realizing this won’t get rid of the hero, they keep them around as a sort of “stomach prisoner”.

Bonus bonus trope: The villain accidentally growing fond of the little hero they’ve captured in their stomach.

[s1desn4cks]

I have a question in reference to your s/pooky m/onth fic. What exactly is a "borrower"?

A borrower is a small creature who lives alongside humans, usually hiding from them since a lot of humans would kill, trap, or depending on the universe, eat borrowers. Some people have them look more human while others have them with more animal characteristics such as mice. They’re about the size of a pencil, or small mouse depending on the universe, and get their name because they borrow things from humans to survive. They borrow scraps of food, cloth, and other small items such as paper clips, thimbles, etc to craft things to help them survive. They might borrow a matchbox to create a bed, or an exacto knife blade to create a weapon in case they get into any danger. After all, humans aren’t the only dangers when you’re that small.