#voretalk

[glamrockstomachenjoyers]

Watched a movie today which gave me an idea

We’re all astronauts and we’re going on a journey of 10 years to find the answer to something that will save our solar system. However we have only enough food on the ship to last 4 years at the start. So to solve this issue one of us will devour and digest the others so we only have one mouth to feed: in a team of 5 people this would mean that instead of feeding all 5 we only need to 1, allowing the pred to last wayyyy longer with the rations since they only need to feed themself.

When the years have passed and the mission can truly begin, the pred reforms the devoured astronauts.

Optional add-ons:

-the devoured astronauts can still see through the eyes of their pred colleague.

-The pred can temporarily let their chosen prey take control over their body. Like the devoured scientist takes over for research during the journey. Pilot controls when courses need to be changed. That sorta stuff.

-The digested colleagues can use their spirit/soul to float around the pred and can interact with stuff that’s light. The ship’s built to support this way of use.

-Stops the aging of the digested scientists while keeping the pred aging

[dibbiedabbiedoobie]

Currently thinking about: unwilling preds

Mostly, i’m thinking of those scenarios where like... the pred & prey are thrown into a situation that they’re way out of their depth on, and it basically comes down to “pred has to eat them or they’ll die/be in serious danger.”

And pred is like “I hate this. I hate everything about this. Can I do literally anything else,” but eventually conclude that there is no choice.

So pred ends up very reluctantly trying to figure out exactly how the hell prey is going to fit down their throat. They keep looking at prey, because they’re very large and they have no real idea how they’re going to make this work, but time is against them, so they go for it anyways.

It’s awkward, very awkward, swallowing another person. It’s... a person. On their tongue, in their mouth, moving down their throat. Pred does not like this at all, but at least prey isn’t squirming all that much.

Prey actually arriving in their stomach is wildly overwhelming. Food is not supposed to move, and it’s not supposed to be so heavy, and holy fuck this was the worst idea ever, actually.

It takes some time to adapt, which may or may not be provided, but pred eventually learns to deal with it enough to get out of whatever situation. They still don’t like that it’s another person, but it’s also.... not as bad as they’d thought at first. It’s not like being full is a bad feeling, and prey is safe. Probably safer than they’ve ever been, or at least safer than pred’s ever been able to keep them. It’s almost nice, in a way. Could do without all the eating people stuff, but it’s... nice.

Bonus points if prey falls asleep inside of them as well. Because then they could get them out now, but.... they’re resting, and they haven’t had good rest in a long time... it couldn’t hurt to let them sleep just a bit longer.

Extra bonus points if pred also falls asleep.

[spookyscarycreepydollgirl]

Okay you’ve heard of planet vore...but what about protective planet vore? Like the godlike being eating the planet is actually trying to shelter it from an unfeeling universe full of other planet eaters and similar threats?

[philicheesecake]

I feel like the fearplay aspect of vore is becoming more undermined in vore media. Wholesome vore exists, which is fine. But what about the scares? The thrills of adventure and sense of danger? The breathless chase as the prey tries to run, fearing for their life. The cruel, leering taunts of the pred, telling the prey that there’s no chance of escape.  Being eaten basically means death and fear in real life. We fantasize about vore in a fantastical way by either turning it into something sweet and wholesome, or somethings scary and thrilling. In my case, the stomach is something dangerous, something to escape against all odds. It’s a deadly prison for the helpless prey. The oppressive walls are confining, its very hot, it’s hard to breathe, acids could show up at any moment. Your struggles do nothing but feel good to the predator. Only by sheer luck, or by a whim of mercy can you escape. This is the type of vore that I like. It’s like a rollercoaster. The thrills and unpredictability at each turn. Sometimes it has a close-call happy ending, and sometimes it doesn’t.  Fearplay vore peeps reblog this. This is our side of vore that we like.

[polite-quail]

[glamrockstomachenjoyers]

Wanted to go to the movies with you but the cashier said I wasn’t allowed to bring my own snacks 😔💔

[dibbiedabbiedoobie]

concept: gremlin (metaphorical) prey does something gemlinish, is gobbled up by a pred friend/partner as punishment. pred immediately falls asleep from a full stomach despite intending to lecture them about doing better. prey learns nothing because tummy comfy, actually, and they already did the gremlin behavior so. repeat ad nauseam.

i might write something like this but atm it’s 2am so. teeny paragraph for now

[dibbiedabbiedoobie]

desperately need an asshole (deeply affectionate) pred in my life

like they’re The Worst but like... in a good way. terrible (entirely dependable, extremely caring). all pranks are ultimately harmless but involve terrifying amounts of psychological warefare (or as harmless as such a thing can be) to avoid actual property damage. shit like moving everything in your room slightly to the right so you enter and immediately feel off balance.

flips on a dime from being a douche to intense care and concern. ultimately extremely protective and caring. teases but like... kindly and wholesomely. eats u both because they are hungry but also because u look very small and sad and they think tummy time would fix that.

been recovering from wisdom tooth surgery the past few days and man ive just been Thinking