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predninja · 7 months
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Not me drawing BG3 doodles before, giving myself more angst comic ideas. Of which I'm overdue in doing anyways
Hint: it has to do with Eligar's long lost bro
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blebsandgears · 5 months
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Me @ my blorbos
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lesbianoms · 6 months
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Vore Teasing in Public
When the prey is un-nommed:
“What’s the matter, sweetie? Is it too loud here? Do you need some tummy time?”
“How do you think all these people would react if I just ate you up right here? Do you think anyone would try to save you? Huh?”
“I can see it on your face, my love… you want to be inside this belly instead of at this event…”
“That waiter was being awfully flirtatious. Maybe I ought to swallow you whole when he brings the check around… just to show him who you belong to…”
“My sweet treat, my precious prey~ of course I want to flaunt my pretty catch to everyone… think of all the jealous looks we’ll get, with you squirming around in my belly~”
When the prey has been nommed:
“You feel so good in there, sweets… *hic* get comfy and I’ll walk us both home…”
“Mm, there goes this outfit. *grgl* What’s that? Oh, yes, people are definitely staring~”
“We’re at the grocery store now. Do you want anything? I’ll gulp it right down for you, don’t worry…”
“Shhh, shhh… it’s okay, nobody can see you now, no one can judge…”
“Would you be embarrassed if I let out a big belch right now? *ggrn…* But I love you, darling, and I want to show everyone what you do to me~”
When the surrounding people are being nosy:
“What are you looking at, huh punk? My eyes are up here.”
“You wanna feel? They’re kicking <3”
“Touch my belly again and you’ll be dinner. What, you think I’m bluffing? I can spit them out unharmed and snap you up in the same breath.”
“Yes, I’d like another order of that. I’m eating for two…”
“Oh God, another concerned citizen? Don’t worry, they’re fine. Calm down. …What? They’re making those noises because they like it in there~”
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The idea of a Preds stomach walls tightening possessively. Maybe in response to the unthinkable (to the pred at least) suggestion of letting their prey go. Or in response to someone they perceive as a threat to the prey like another predator, that would have eaten the prey if they hadn’t. It might not even be a conscious action on their part, like the idea of surrendering the prey is just such anathema to them that their body just responds defiantly to the mere thought.
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comfyhome · 4 months
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saw the funniest sign at a sandwich place yesterday
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safe-from-sharp-teeth · 5 months
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I love saliva in vore. Like yea, it’s objectively a bit of a gross substance, but I LOVE how it betrays a pred who wants to hide their hunger. They see their favorite prey and whoops, here comes the drool. The pred’s body basically says, “oh sweet, a snack. Time to lubricate the throat ‘cause they’ll be going in :)”. With that and tummy growls … preds can’t hide on my watch
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sillyromance · 6 months
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Good day everyone!
I like thinking about protective vore scenarios where both involved are two absolute, unfixable sweethearts who care about the ones around them more than about themselves... But actually, a prey doesn't know that they'll be safe in a pred's stomach. Perhaps, there was not enough time for explanations or the pred didn't have an ability to tell the prey what they were going to do; but anyways, the big guy ends up struggling to swallow their panicking friend who is quite unhappy about the situation. The pred sincerely hopes that it'll be easier for everyone when the prey reaches the destination, but, unluckily, they are wrong; the little one continues wriggling and trashing around, mercilessly squeezing and scratching sensitive stomach, making their protector suffer in pain. The latter is too kind to make any attempts to stop their friend instantly, for example, punching their belly roughly or yelling at their friend; they just hug their sickly growling, aching middle, feeling tears flowing violently from their eyes and say: "Listen... You're safe, pal... Please... Don't. You're hurting m-me..."
The prey entirely ignores the first part of the sentence; however, they stop fighting right away as they hear the last words. Like... No doubt, they want out really bad, but...They didn't mean to harm anyone, their friend in particular! It appears that all this battling was completely instinctive. The prey goes brightly red of shame; they mumble apologies all the time, sobbing because of the thought they could cause irremediable damage and stroking, kneading tender walls they're sinking in, their hands tremor as the tiny remembers how hard they were beating their comrade a minute ago... And outside, the pred, blushing too, just coos at them, reassuring that the prey did nothing wrong and they don't need to reproach themselves for the fear which was nothing else but natural.
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It can be a completely opposite variant as well; the prey has done something bad - they have committed a prank or made some mess... The pred gets extremely mad for some reason and, in spite of their kind soul, decides to punish the guilty one by trapping the latter away in their stomach. With a heavy heart, they gulp small, trembling body of the prey down. The pred expects threats, screams and furious banging on their insides from the consumed friend, and they emotionally prepare for that. But instead... Their ears catch faint crying. The little one curls up tightly in noisy, wet environment, completely giving up on the all joys of life and a possibility to see daylight again. As far as it's discovered, the pred is hit so hard by this, that they immediately forget their irritation and hide their face in hands, paralysed by shame and horror of what they've done. The giant begs the tiny to forgive them for the giant's dared to scare their precious little friend with such cruelty. Meanwhile, the prey comforts their big friend, rubbing the flesh moving around which gently embraces them - and insisting that they are the only one who should be sorry for showing poor behaviour.
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These small ideas are connected to Skyfire from G1 (I've finally begun to watch it, this show is literally mind-blowing!) He is one of my favourite characters from this series; and whenever I see him, I can't get a thought out of my head about what a compassionate, and soft, and loving being he is (when it doesn't come to decepticons, of course). In order to that, I think he would fit perfectly for the situations I described.
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pineconne · 15 days
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"Hey buddy, how about we spend the evening together? Come on, leave your whole day's routine behind and rest in my tummy. It is soft, warm and dark. I guarantee that you will be safe and comfortable all the time while you are inside me. I promise, no one will disturb you and you can relax. Sounds great, doesn't it? Come on buddy, let me take care of you a little bit. You deserve it after such a hard day. "
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pineappleparfaitie · 2 months
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So hear me out.
Im done with mean preds and scared but flustured prey.
Im done.
I want a prey to geab a pred by the collar and tease them and the pred being a shy,flustered, unapologetical MESS.
And when they eat the prey,the prey keeps teasing them.
"Aw ,what's wrong big fella?Cant even handle a small thing like me?Does your tummy hurt??Awwww poor baby~"
And the pred is just flustered while sitting down,just...
AAAAAAARGGAAA-
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teal-fiend · 4 months
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A rich observer/prey hires a pred to come to their private events and parties. They give the pred a designated area, maybe behind glass, a small metal fence or even a cage. They have the pred dress in avant-garde dresswear, their skin and bare abdomen bejeweled and decorated in golden paint like a Klimt painting.
Before or at the start of the event, the pred is given prey to consume. Their job for the rest of the night is to pose, lounge about, slowly digesting their meal as the party goes on - a sort of live performance for the guests. In the way that drug lords keep a tiger on a golden leash, diamond collar, an absurd performance of luxury and power. 
The pred is not allowed to talk to guests, and they would rarely make eye contact. They are in this moment an expensive art piece rather than a person. But they do get paid well, and they get a free meal. 
Maybe they’re even on a contract with their boss, where they will live on their estate, the pred’s employer feeding them prey for theirs and their guest’s entertainment.
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lesbianoms · 5 months
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I want to give a girl a bellyache.
I want to be hungrily devoured along with some beer or other fizzy drinks, some of the greasiest foods known to man, and a whole bunch of candy that’ll definitely make her insides bubble like firecrackers.
I want her tummy to be firm and bloated beyond belief as she sits back and rubs over it, hoping she can get things in her system moving. That fat, rumbling tum demands attention. And because of me, it’s incredibly tight and rock hard… <3
I want those heavenly, sultry gurgles and burbling gasses from within her belly to be mixed with my muffled whimpers as I try so desperately to find wiggle room in that slimy sac full of half-digested food and warm, warm acids…
Eventually I'd probably get comfortable enough to sit still and digest, but it would definitely take awhile. My struggles from inside would be like sharp pangs of overindulgence to her, and I'd hear her cute little moans and groans echo all around me...
As I’d curl up in her belly, my goal would be to try and get her to burp ❤️ she’s already squeaking out some soft, muffled *urraps* because of all the sloshy foam and trapped gas that’s in there with me… but I wanna hear her belch 🫧🫧
Squirming desperately inside a woman’s painfully tight tum and eventually stewing away sounds like a dream right now… I love being feisty prey sometimes
And besides, when I do eventually churn into soft sludge… I can only imagine how euphoric it must feel for my pred, as she feels the pressure loosen inside her. Now her powerful gut can finally get to work digesting everything else…
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I kinda love the idea of a pred trying to hold back with their prey but ending up with the prey elbow or shoulder deep the very second they get a taste. Before sheepishly withdrawing.
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jack-the-nibbler · 8 months
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As fall sets in and we begin to dip our toes into spooky season, I think it wouldn't hurt to share an idea I had for some haunted house vore.
Imagine going to a fairly low budget haunted house; cheap decorations and animatronics, college student actors making a quick buck, the works. It's pretty harmless fun, and you're not too scared, at least until you reach the last room. A huge monster crawls out of the shadows, growling and drooling. You scream and try to run, but the creature is already upon you, pouncing and wrapping its tongue around you to reel you into its mouth.
You're panicking as you're swallowed, desperately trying to convince yourself that these are just really, really good special effects. But as you slide into the stomach, you're horrified to find bones floating around in a pool of acid. All you can do is thrash around and cry out for help, not realizing that the fluids aren't hurting you at all.
Only a few minutes later, you're spit out onto the grass outside the house. A bone comes with you, which you now realize is just plastic. The host who welcomed you in eagerly asks how you liked that last scare, revealing that the monster is just a friendly participant. It happily gives you a lick before heading back to devour the next batch of guests. You leave satisfied with the experience, still having chills but surprisingly eager to go through again...
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coldtwaer · 25 days
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My friend is always saying that she doesn’t think she is pretty.
And in my head I’m like “Girl, do you know how edible you are?”
Wait that doesn’t sound right-
Okay let me try again.
And in my head I’m like “Girl, do you know how tasty you look?”
That doesn’t sound right either
“Girl, do you-
You know what I’m just going to eat her and give positive reinforcement problem solved.
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blebsandgears · 21 days
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Pred mood is hitting me like a bus
I wanna eat
I wanna nom
I wanna let prey know I love and care about them
Someone let me vore them
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thechrispyboi · 2 months
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Today had been a nice day so far, we decided to go on a nice little walk, and enjoy nature quite a bit…
I smile at you and stroke your head, then suddenly you feel a drop of rain land on your head, I pull a slight face of shock “huh, it said it would only be cloudy today, I didn’t think it would rain”
I hold a paw out to feel the rain begin to get heavier, I sigh and look at you seeing you getting excited
To any outsider they’d be surprised to see someone celebrating seeing the rain clouds rolling in, especially considering you don’t seem to have a coat of any kind
I grab your shoulders and lift you up, gently gulping you down and stroking my belly once I do so, I sigh and continue on with my walk, the rain keeps landing on my belly, which provides a soothing noise as you relax in my stomach
You even put a hand to the stomach walls and feel the rain landing on my belly
You’re safe, safe from the elements with me, so just relax and… maybe you’ll be lulled to sleep with all the noises around you sooner than you thought.
The gurgles, my breathing… my heartbeat…
…don’t worry, just relax as I get us back out of this rainstorm.
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