We're the Volcanic System, a plural system of four who like to draw, write, and stream (the latter when we're able to do so). Here, we will explore any topic that comes to mind, whether it be related to social and political issues, or any media and topic that catches our attention! We do explore fetishes and kinks of the nonfatal variety here, so PLEASE don't interact with this page if you're under 18 years old.
Content Warnings:
Endosoma Vore
Paws
Feet
Who we are:
(Unmarked) - Ashley, Dogon (Dog/Dragon hybrid) - Sometimes Human, She/Her (Pred only as a human, but switch as any other creature.)
(k) or 🐭 - Kazan, Mouse - Sometimes Human, She/It (Switch, prey pref.)
🍔- Hamburger, Squid, She/They (Prey only.)
🐱- Cali, Cat, She/They (Pred only.)
We all refer to ourselves with singular pronouns. Any post using we/us is referring to us as a plural system.
Introducing Tammy, a cat who after graduating college, started exploring the city she lives in. What situations will she find herself in? Find out with the following story! :3c
Tammy stretched herself awake with a painful sounding yawn, glancing at the ceiling as she processed her dreams. She had a dream she found to be unforgettable, one she wish she could relive for the rest of eternity. Still, she had to come to terms that none of it was real. She flung the covers off of her body, revealing a long- sleeve shirt with a mysterious figure holding a rusty cleaver printed on it. Sharing the space with the figure a decrepit mansion, a rear-view mirror, another mysterious figure screaming while lounging in a tub, and a doll staring off in the distance. Also: mushrooms. Lots and lots of mushrooms on one of the sleeves.
The cat rolled over onto her side, swinging her legs off of her mattress and pushing herself up with her right arm. She looked down at her legs, covered with the complex red plaid woven into her pajama pants. She pushed her paws onto the carpet, forcing herself to get out of her bed once and for all. She turned around and simply grabbed all of her blankets and haphazardly threw them over the mattress. Perfect! Now she could proceed with her day.
She glanced into the mirror, a grey and white cat staring looking back at her, perfectly emulating her bodily movements. She stood up straight, licking her hand and rubbing it all over her fur so it was out of her eyes. She reached towards her aerosol can of “extreme shark explosion” scented body spray, applying it under her arms and over her shirt, moving it in a pentagram pattern. Sniffing at the air, she smiled to herself, waltzing out of her bedroom and into the hallway leading to the kitchen.
Tammy’s mother, an orange cat named Evelyn, was cooking the both of them breakfast: consisting of scrambled eggs, bacon, and diced potatoes. With the sizzling of the pans and the scent of food filling the air, the younger cat pulled a mug out of the cabinet and set it on the counter, getting out a carton of lactose-free milk to pour herself a glass. After getting her drink, Tammy pulled out a chair and sat down, waiting patiently as her mom brought both of the plates to their dining table. The both of the took a few bites of food before the sound of silence was broken.
“Good morning Sweetie! How did you sleep last night?” The elder cat asked her daughter, putting a small forkful of food into her mouth and chewing slowly while waiting for a response. The younger cat shoveled down her food, barely chewing before swallowing. She then looked up when half of her food and her entire glass of milk was gone.
“I slept pretty well,” Tammy coldly answered, not wanting to reveal too much about what was going on inside her head. Instead of progressing the conversation forward, she sat in silence not wanting to give more attention than necessary to her mother.
To combat the deafening silence, Evelyn talked in depth about her dream, where she was hiding a bunch of her students from a tyrannical government who would stop at nothing to transform everyone into cubist paintings. Although Tammy nodded politely every few sentences to affirm she was ‘listening’ to her mother, she could not recall a single word that was actually spoken. Taking the final bites of her breakfast, the young cat placed her dishes in the sink and grabbed her bag, which was hanging next to the door. Flinging the door open and sprinting into the hallway, Tammy slammed the door. As she looked back at the door, a sigh exited her mouth: she had successfully escaped the one-sided conversation between her and her mother.
Walking down the hallway to the stairwell, her tail flicked with anticipation, deep in thought about the adventures she will end up having later that day. Having just graduated college, she had a lot of free time to live her life and explore more of the city that she lived in. As her paw grasped the handle standing between her and her grand adventures, she heard the unlocking of the tenant who lived across the hall. Out came the curious face of an elderly koala, holding a garbage bag in her hands.
“Oh, Tammy dear! Could you take this to the trash chute please?” Before the cat could give an answer, the koala slipped a $20 bill into her paws.
Tammy smiled and placed the bill in her pocket, immediately taking the trash bag from her neighbor, “you know that I would gladly help you without the money, Granny Euka.”
“I know, but I want you to treat yourself to nice things.” the koala smiled, giving the cat a hug before retreating back into her apartment.
I’ll gladly take a little detour for Euka, Tammy thought to herself, walking further down the hall and turning into another hallway. The trash chute was a couple meters away from the intersection of the hallways. Tammy shoved the plastic bag of debris into the ridged flap, it closing with a loud thud following the acceptance of the offering. Being free of the demon that haunted Euka for the previous week, Tammy smiles and started skipping down the hallway, also running her pointer finger against the left side of the hallway. Her nails produced a low gravelly growl, which the cat found satisfying to not only hear, but feel too. Stopping her prance, she reached the double door of the elevator and raised her paw to press the button.
For a few seconds, the cat stared off into space, her mind being empty of everything except for the current moment. Tammy closed her eyes, feeling at peace. That all went away when she heard the chime of the elevator, the doors opening in front of her. The cat looked down at her feet as she walked into the elevator, proceeding to ride it down to the ground level. Once outside, the cat walked down to the cafe, strolling passed other pedestrians and vehicles until she stumbled upon her first destination of the day.
Through the window of the cafe, she noticed a chinchilla working behind the counter, an employee that she has never seen before in her life. However, he was very cute, and Tammy felt a warmth creep onto her face. Looking down at the pocket the money was in, she sighed and she entered the store. Awkwardly scuffling up to the barista, she looked up at the menu written above him.
Did I want to try something new, or do I want to stick with my usual order? The cat thought to herself, fidgeting with the bill inside of her pocket. Before she could decide, a kind voice spoke up.
“Welcome to The Maw Cafe, what can I get for y-”
“Employee special!” Tammy blurted out, a blush immediately overriding her facial features. Shit! Shit! Shit! He’s going to think I’m weird for that being my first words to him! He probably doesn’t even know what that is…
The chinchilla laughs, “Excited, are we? I don’t even know your name.”
Still red with embarrassment, the cat looked at the name tag on the barista’s shirt. It read ‘Ollie.’
“My name is Tammy…”
“Ollie! Nice to meet you, Tammy! Now... Would you like to be your normal size, or do you want to be shrunk down to be an ingredient in my drink?”
“What do you feel like, Ollie?” The cat asked, being interrupted by her surroundings immediately shooting up in size and her vision being surrounded by darkness. She could no longer fit in her clothes, and she had to fight through the fabric to get free. When she saw the light again, the chinchilla had already stepped around the counter and crouched down. Gently picking up the small cat and placing her in his hand paw, the chinchilla walked back to behind the cash register, pulling the cat’s clothing with his foot. Before Tammy got too comfortable, the rodent dumped her into his smoothie, picking it up and sipping it greedily until he felt the cat being squeezed by his throat. After that point, Ollie sighed happily and rubbed his belly, continuing with his work and fulfilling orders.
The cat could not believe what happened… She was inside the stomach of the new barista! It was very slimy and tight, a sensation the cat was very familiar with. Still, she struggled, as she could never get used to sharing the same space with actual food. This is very disgusting… but I feel at home here, Tammy thought to herself with confusion. Normally, people don’t ask for the employee special with new workers. However, Tammy had a crush on rodents, and she’d feed herself to every rodent if she could get away with it.
“O-Ollie…” the cat shyly spoke up, placing her hand against the wall of Ollie’s stomach, “what do I owe you?”
“Usually, it would be $10, for both the drink and being eaten by me, but you were the first person who wanted to be a part of my breakfast! So it’s on the house.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I quite enjoyed this experience, and I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to do this again,” Ollie explained, poking at his belly and feeling around for his snack.
Tammy blushed and poked at the fingers of the predator, having a blast just relaxing in the belly of a rodent. Over the next few hours, the cat noticed the food she was bathing in bubbling and dissolving, also a sight she was used to. Still, the cat was left unharmed, and was soon the only thing left inside of the chinchilla’s tummy.
It was upon realizing that she was alone that the stomach pushed against the prey, and pulled her up the throat that she had descended down only a few hours prior. Once she reached the mouth, Ollie spat her out onto his hand. He rinsed the stomach fluid off using tap water and a squirt of hand soap with his hands, making sure to clean everything off of the cat. After drying her off with a towel, he placed Tammy back onto the ground and allowed her to return back to her normal size. Ollie handed Tammy’s clothes back to her, and the cat got dressed in front of the employee.
“You’re a natural at this,” the kitty smiled at the chinchilla, the both of them walking out of the bathroom and into the main lobby of the cafe. It was now noon, and the cat prepared to walk out of the business. With her hand pushing on the door, she stood in silence for a few moments. Rapidly, she turned back around and pounced on the chinchilla, giving him a hug, sneaking her phone number into one of his pockets.
“Thank you, Ollie! See you later,” Tammy excitedly exclaimed, this time heading towards the door, and looking over her shoulder when she heard the voice of her new friend.
“Thank you for stopping by The Maw Cafe! See you around!”
The both of them waved at each other as Tammy left the confines of the cafe. The cat felt a lightness in her chest as she continued on with her way.
I fucking love it here!
I love a third party picking me up and then deciding that I belong inside the mouth of a pred. The pred then decides that I'm tasty enough to swallow down and keep safe in their stomach.
Sometimes, we think about eating a slime character. The texture would be weird, but we think they'd also be satisfying to feel being swallowed down our throat to eventually rest in our stomach.
I love it when Preys think they're safe, only for the Pred to pull some nonsense move on them.
Like, the Prey is teasing the Pred from a distance like "Hehe you can't catch me >:3", only for the Pred to shoot out their tongue like a chameleon, or bring the Prey to themselves with telekinesis, or just do a Kirby and straight up vacuum the Prey into their mouth.
After that the Pred just pats their tummy satisfied while the Prey inside is throwing a tantrum how "It's cheating!" or "That wasn't fair, I didn't know you can do that!"
Kazan (She/Purr) found a small Yolk (He/Him) in her house. Wanting to protect him, she swallowed him down to allow him to rest in her stomach. Hopefully he doesn't mind that she had something to eat recently!
This is the first time of really drawing our fursona in human form, so we like how this turned out! Thank you for volunteering to be our snack, Yolk! <3
A drawing we did for LounnaWolfFRdu64 on Twitter since we wanted more practice with macro/micro scenarios! We also experimented with lineless artwork and working with textures! So we drew Lounna giving Kazan pets!
Kazan decided to invite a friend over to hang out, but they thought she said "can you come over to eat me?" Now, Kazan finds herself in her friend's stomach, embarrassed about what happened. However, she finds that she doesn't really hate it.
Pred wishes to remain anonymous, but uses They/Them!
Prey is KazanNeko (us), and we use She/Purr!
