Imagining just...happily relaxing in a caring pred's belly. You are not quite asleep, but you feel pleasantly weak - and ever so blissful, like you're floating on air. A lucid state, between dreams and wakefulness. You yawn and kick your feet lazily. The pred notices, and hugs their belly protectively - you smile sleepily as you feel the gentle pressure.
To the pred, you are the most precious thing in the world. A fierce protectiveness sparks in their heart as they feel you move. Mine, mine, mine, their mind repeats like a mantra. You are so sweet, so adorable, so vulnerable...they could never dream of letting you get hurt. To love and adore you with all their being...that is the greatest honor.
We need more wholesome pokemon vore.
It feels like so many people like to get art and write whole worlds where pokemon betray and "overthrow" their trainers, and that never sat well with me. It goes directly against essentially everything pokemon is about.
The worst of it is when the pokemon eat their trainers in... non-endo fashion, when the trainer had clearly done nothing to even remotely deserve it.
We need more art and writing of pokemon loving their trainer so much that they need to hold them as close as physically possible, protect them from everything outside, whether it be the weather, hostile wild pokemon, or even an evil organization that stupidly thought they could get rid of that trainer by feeding them to their own pokemon.
After all, if a rapidash can let you ride on its back without being hurt by touching it's flames, the same could naturally hold true for a pokemon's digestive system, right?
There's so much of people using vore to sever the bond between trainer and pokemon. I want to see more vore that reinforces it.
Had an idea for a monster under the bed type of pred.
Imagine it’s late, possibly near or past midnight. You should be sleeping, but instead you’re still tapping or scrolling away on your phone. Not a care in the world…at least until a dollop of drool lands on your head.
Slowly looking up, you find a large monster looming over you, growling in displeasure. It’s grown tired of watching you neglect your sleep and has decided to take matters into its own claws. Before you can even attempt to escape, its jaws clamp down around you, pressing your face and chest against its soft, plush tongue.
The monster wastes little time in gulping you down. Your phone falls from your hand as it raises its head, sending you sliding down its surprisingly silky gullet. As you slip into its stomach, you find that the beast’s innards are just as comfy as your bedding, if not more so. Once you’re completely sealed inside, you’re squished down, feeling your devourer nuzzling and licking you from outside. This combined with the soft rumbling and pulsing of the stomach helps to slowly soothe you to sleep.
As you drift off inside, the monster makes itself comfortable on your bed. You’ll be let out in the morning, but if you ever decide to stay up way too late again, it won’t hesitate to tuck you away over and over again…
Safevore preds with sensitive stomachs. But not sensitive in the nausea way, in the "this feels intense" way. Do you get me? Preds who Can't Fucking Handle how good it feels when their tiny, tasty beloved moves/squirms/cuddles inside them. Like they try to keep their cool and go about their business, just holding someone they care about very deeply, no big deal, just totally full of the most comforting weight in the world, and every little motion in there is a deep massage unraveling every iota of stress their body has ever been subjected to.
(bonus points if the pressure/movement of the stomach itself has that same soothing effect on the prey. Safe, warm, wanted)
I need to draw this concept:
Diagram: Highlighted lining of stomach = big red button labeled "Eject My Brain Cell"
More ramblings under the cut to spare anyone who doesn't share my blessing. Apparently my inhibitions have shut up for a second and I'm still and always obsessed with this concept.
Preds who just get stupid for it. For just the idea of it, if the possibility is on the table. A low growl slipping out while fighting temptation if they know it's not a good idea right now. That growl edging into a whine/wheeze as they're about to cave to it. Preds who cannot resist, nor hide how smitten they are, when their beloved asks so sweetly.
Full pred either fights to maintain discipline and focus to the point where they look like they're trying not to go berserk when they're actually about to pass out, or they're just immediately bowled over by the feeling and collapse into a boneless heap of big rumbly blissed-out monster noises.
Preds who are so affected by it that it's actually not practical to swallow their beloved in dangerous situations because they can't fight/think worth shit when they're so distracted. Maybe while the adrenaline is flowing, but if they let up for a moment, they (and anyone inside them) are toast.
Preds who try to act cool and dominant, but are so excited for it that they've got the shakes. Pred/prey roleplay fun with "hunting" games and a bit of fearplay, but they can barely hang onto the character they're trying to play because they so absolutely, transparently adore their prey and are enraptured by the knowledge that it feels every bit as good to them. Preds who are complete suckers for begging because the affirmation that their partner wants it, too, is as addictive and euphoric as tasting and holding them is.
