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See ya. đŸ˜‹
Not everybody lasts very long in there.
After two large dinners.
Artistic depiction of yours truly doing what he does best, courtesy of @ottosanchez
My cousin visited today. Hadn’t talked to her in years, but we had a great time reminiscing about our childhoods together.
But then she started spouting some predphobic nonsense, and I remembered why I quietly went no contact. So I decided to protect my peace and swallow her. World’s a better place now that she’s gone.
Would you consider making a bluesky account? I love your content, but I don't use Tumblr that much and don't use Twitter at all
I would've considered making a Bluesky account back in the early days when it seemed like there was some microscopic chance of it eating away at Twitter, but these days nobody seems to use it so I can't be bothered. I'd make a Reddit or a Tiktok before I made a Bluesky.
How big was your biggest single prey or biggest meal, if it wasn't one prey? Curious how much that gut can churn in one go...
I think the 100 or so people I ate on a flight.
sometimes i crave a specific kinkiness
Check out this vore art of yours truly! Link to the artist:
He told me his biggest fear in life was to get eaten. He said he lived in a constant state of paranoia that someone or something would just sneak up behind him and gobble him up someday. I felt a little bad for him and decided against eating him.
But then my stomach growled because I hadn't had my fifth meal of the day yet, and he started having a panic attack. I felt REALLY bad for him then, and also a little awkward since I didn't know what to do, so I decided to just put him out of his misery. He stopped moving a few minutes ago.
Imagine just being trapped in my gut, long since having lost hope of escape, the stomach acid having burned through your skin and worked its way to the muscles, unable to do anything but lay on your back and wait for it all to end.
Then your prison starts to shake a bit as you hear my booming voice, laughing alongside a friend in the outside world, having long since forgotten about you.
Check out this compilation of my burps throughout the ages. Can't remember any of the faces that became them.
Lost a friend today, looks like I have a vacancy.
Yeah, she really shouldn't have invited me over for dinner. Biggest and last mistake of her life. Think I'll stick around a bit, sleep her off in her bed before heading out in the morning.
Sorry, dude, it’s way too late to apologize.