Eat the hel.

Homk Homk, its me..... Clown. A 22, nonbinary motherfucker, who accepts vore and g/t in many flavors of hard and soft and whatnot. I dont bite! And for the most part I try to keep it clean out here.

[tv-tummy]

ok yeah so i was being dramatic it did not look that bad i was just really angry that day ANYWAY HERE'S THE FULL THING BRBRBRBRBRB dont look at me im shy about this one

[vore-clown]

Swimsuit season is over 😮‍💨 good thing, too. She busted hers 💔

[quietestclown]

I’ve been thinking about Z.appers a lot lately.. how do you think a Z.apper being a pred would work? Cause like. They have no mouth

It wouldn't 💔

[vore-clown]

I HAUVE A THOUGHT. HE WILL FIT!!!!!!!!!!

[comfyhome]

hi guys. i wrote a s.pamtenna vore fic. Who wants it

[comfyhome]

40 NOTES ??????? YOU PEOPLE ARE STARVING

HERES YOUR S.PAMTENNA VORE FIC YALL EAT UP !!!!!!!!!

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also YES Tenna's speech quirk is implemented !!!! hopefully these embeds never break or i am Screwed. alright have at it guys i might write another if people really like it but i aim for this to be the s.pamtenna comfort vore holy grail

[automatonne]

Supervillain preds are where it’s at, darlings.

[automatonne]

Supervillain preds who tease their nemesis by swallowing up captives and telling them to come rescue them before they’re digested. (The hero rarely makes it in time and finds their target with a softened, sloshy belly.)

Supervillain preds who love showing off their churning, digesting gut to their nemesis and teasing them about being too late to save someone.

Supervillain preds who take pride in ripping the spandex of their gaudy costumes when they swallow someone.

Supervillain preds who take a particular delight in setting up elaborate traps for the heroes. They always end up dangling them upside down from a height, so that they can be slowly lowered into their waiting open mouth.

Supervillain preds who tease their nemesis by prodding at their padded gut, recalling some of the hero’s colleagues who have added to it.

Supervillain preds who team up with other supervillains, decide they want all the glory and riches, and swallow up their team when they’ve outlived their usefulness.

Supervillain preds whose minions are equally as disposable as the food in their fridge, and who often disappear once they fail or if the boss got a little too hungry during a meeting.

Supervillain preds whose crime schedule is dictated by the rumbling of their belly. Hungry? Time to go out and terrorize the city, and grab a few yummy civilians along the way!

Supervillain preds who are pleasantly surprised when they amass a cult following of fans willing to squeeze into their belly. Evil is hot, right?

Supervillain preds who aren’t tragic or misunderstood; they just love causing havoc and filling their gut.

[thevoraciouschefconfessions]

What about a sypervillain pred who captures the hero and straps them to a table. The villain turns the table so they’re in a standing postion then angles their head so they’re looking up, mouth forced wide open. The villain then slowly feeds citizens or loved ones into the hero’s gaping maw. The hero tries to resist but gravity is working against them. After loading however many prey they want into the hero, the villain then muzzles them and turns the table so they’re pinned down by their gut. The villain rubs their taunt flesh, taunting the hero about being ‘such a glutton’ with a smug grin.

The villain kneads and massages their belly for hours. Teasing the hero whenever their belly makes a particularly loud growl. When the villain is sure that the prey are sufficiently digested they take their leave. Leaving the hero strapped to the table to be found by other heroes.

The next time they meet, the hero still bares the evidence of their victory on their body. Their tight fitting uniform barely containing their added weight.

[vore-clown]

(Doesnt draw v.ore my whole life bc im scared itll look bad) (draws it bad anyway)

[squirrelsandsounds]

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Basic premise is that you’re inside the stomach while Toriel sits by the fire and reads. I haven’t got much else to say at the moment cause my wrist is being screwy.

[ghostmunchies-archive]

[written with sfw intention]

happy 8/8! in celebration, have a wint/ersberg fic :)

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warning for fearplay. 's all good and safe otherwise :)

[quietestclown]

Was talking about parasitic "prey" and of course I had to loop everything back to my current losers. (Mild) gore and (not mild) parasitism themes under cut

Wheee

[citrus-kiddo-deactivated2025030]

The Pit 🍕

Give J.eff a break... PUH-LEASE (I love J.eff sm..)

Anywho i LOVE INTO.THE.PIT SM!! (the game, i aint reading the book-)

[the-fazbearcafe]

INTO.THE.PIT NOMS OH MY GOSH *screaming*

I NEED to play the game smh I need a computer for it

[vorekody]

FINALLY done with this, a concept of the storage and digestive dolphin pred guts (-the thing that inspired me to make Alon in the first place shsjh)

Anyways I feel like it's usually the first stomach that's safe in mer/naga/centaur vore so I wanted to change it up a little bit.

Also felt like it made a bit more sense for Alon's bigger stomach to be for storing stuff yk?

This does make it so they can only digest one person at a time because of the lack of room in their first stomach, but I really like it that way I think, gotta wait ur turn.

[giantseverywhere]

They did not have the rights to animate it like this

[Goin' Feral]

[dine-on-darling2]

Fancy pred sitting at their dinning table for a lavish, big meal; following all the standard rules of etiquette. They cut their food with a fork and nice, savoring each bite. Any smudges on their mouth they swiftly wipe away. There's lovely music accompanying them, and a servant refilling their cup and bringing them various new courses.

Within their stomach, that gorgeous food drops as mush onto the prey who's been stuffed in there the entire time; the first course of this meal. The pred feels rather satiated, occasionally rubbing their stomach to ease their meal. The music is muffled by the body of the pred. The servant pays them no mind. Right then, they're just a tasty part of an elegant meal.

[mawckery]

*wakes up in a cold sweat* I gotta redraw my weird art

[sinfulforrest]

Full of many thoughts tonight...I wanna make a yandere oc that's essentially a building-like entity that wants you and will do anything to keep you within it...the structure of it is fleshy and full of gore, but uncanny blends of normal arcitrcture seamlessly meld into the living tissue to make a strange hellscape that you can't escape from.

It creates an 'ideal' human form to take in order to interact with you, to take care of you, to love and nurture you and your fragile human body. This shell can't leave from the depths of whatever the hell you're trapped in as it gets too weak away from its body otherwise, so it goes above and beyond with keeping you under its surveillance and care.

It'd feed you prey that it drags in, or pieces of its own flesh that the shell lovingly carves away from the walls with tears in its eyes, smiling unnaturally as it forces the raw flesh into your mouth. Loving you is so painful, but in a beautiful way; it doesn't know how to put the feeling into words yet, but it hopes that one day it can explain it to you.

It loves being able to surround you completely and nurture you within it, often times using its shell to force place you within a fleshy patch so it can wrap its slick tendrils around you and spend some quality time with you...the more you struggle and thrash against its love, the more that you sink into the suffocating flesh and the tighter its tentacles secure you into your rightful place. You will rest and lay with it.

The shell often becomes unstable, not being able to hold a human form for a little while as it experiences intense emotions towards you, being reduced to a shambling mess of flesh and bone that constantly reaches for you with malformed, sinewy limbs whilst it constantly whispers your name over, and over. Even when you cover your ears, its voice penetrates your thoughts and chips away at your sanity over time, becoming more relaxing and soothing as it whispers its never-ending confessions of love to your very soul.

(More Home thoughts can be found right here, and its appearance can be found here!)

[safe-from-sharp-teeth]

a post-wine nap with friends 🍷

(using the characters and emulating the beautiful traditional style of @thefanciestborrower! inspired by their most recent post)

[squirrelsandsounds]

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Okay well maybe one more before I take a break for a bit. Just some ambient “being in the room with a full, snoozing pred” type stuff. The audio’s like 4 and a half minutes long, so, yeah.

If you wanna see other audio that I’m not able to/not going to port over here then don’t forget I’ve got an FA account where everything gets posted, hahaha. Was branching out into not-safe-for-tumblr stuff but deeeeefinitely can’t post that over here! If nothing else though, enjoy the gurgliness o: