Ryoshu had been devoured by Manager Don Quixote, because of her arrogant.
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I’ve got a few that keep me in their stomachs and I got my boyfriend permanently in my second womb.

Just figured I would share one of my latest pieces (:

Heya! I was wondering if anyone knew where to find this comic by Oinaripon in English? I can’t find it anywhere so I figured I should just ask

CW for fatal vore.

I really, genuinely don't think I'm the asshole here but my friends are telling me it's more complicated than I'm giving it credit for, so I guess I'm gonna ask y'all about it. blah. Sorry if it's long winded, I'm a bit of a chatterbox, haha.

So I'm a pred. Early 20s, kinda bulky, nothing out of the ordinary. With the body I've got, I don't think it takes a genius to look at me and clock that you probably won't be waking up the next morning if you go home with me, right? I dunno. So, I've recently picked up drinking as a little hobby, just to play around with a little, you get it. I usually do it at home, but I've honestly been a little cooped up so I've started to go out to bars and shit to have a little more excitement when I drink.

On more than one occasion, I've headed out, gotten a little hammered, and ended up pouring my heart out to some little snack who obviously spends too much time staring at my thighs to be anything but a prospective meal. We flash each other a little smirk, I'll bring them home, and the next day I'll be even curvier than I was before. It's a good system!

Yesterday, though. That's when it happened. I headed over to my favorite bar, this cute little barcade just a couple minutes from my place, and I slam back a few shots. I'm honestly kind of a shy person most of the time, but as soon as I get a little courage in me, I always end up scanning the room for something to eat, you know? And this time, it's this girl. She's standing at this arcade cabinet, playing her heart out of like, galaxian or some shit, when she looks at me. And the way she did it, I dunno, I could just tell it wasn't the first time she'd copped a glance.

Immediately, she straightens up and gets back to her game as if that's gonna make me forget what happened. Obviously, it didn't, and I pick up a couple of cocktails for the both of us. I walk up next to this girl, and she can hardly take a look over at me while she's in the zone in her game. Long story short, I offer her the drink, and she takes it. She kinda winced at it, though. Makes me think she's not there for the alcohol. I tell her I think it's cool that she's so into her game, blah blah blah, yadda yadda. She tells me all about how the game works or whatever and just seeing her face light up red with, like, what, passion? Alcohol? Regardless, it was cute. I'm a sucker for nerds.

Now by that point, anyone would be getting a real strong vibe, right? She's looking at me a lot, telling me all about her funny game even though I'm a total stranger, and she just can't wipe her smile off her face. I ask her if she plans on spending the night alone. Her eyes kinda bug out of her head, but she ends up saying no, that she wouldn't mind some company. Jackpot, right? 

Now, I'm WAY the fuck drunker than she was by this point but she offers to head back to my place in case I end up, like, incapacitated or some shit. Makes sense, not everyone wants a smashed pred just twitching on their floor like a ball of inebriated sludge. We take a cab back to my place, get inside, lock the door, and everything just went so fast, you know?

If you've ever been there, you'll know how it always goes. You start making small talk like a couple of dipshits while you practically eyefuck each other trying to pretend you aren't about to go at it. Thankfully, I was drunk enough that I wasn't afraid to take my shirt off and show myself off, which really got shit started. Her hands were on my tummy like that, and she just couldn't stop commenting about it. How big it is, how big I am, how soft I am. Really put a smile on my face while I lifted her shirt off myself.

I sit down on the bed, and I guess I'm smiling at her real fucking wide because she starts getting all shy and nervous. I end up grabbing her wrists and pulling her close, forcing her head against me. I tell her that the sounds she's hearing in there are about to get much, much louder. She strips down for me, totally bare, before I shove her hands down my throat.

She's so soft, people. She's silky and squishy and perfectly tender, and she goes down like a dream. Her arms are halfway down my throat, but then, some weird shit happens. She starts to, like, chuckle nervously, and then she goes ‘okay, that's perfect.’

Like, what?? No it's not. Her head wasn't even in my maw yet. So fucking obviously, I swallow again, and this time she gets a little louder. She tells me she's far enough in, and remember, I'm DRUNK, so I'm obviously thinking ‘nah, girl, you aren't even halfway.’ So, I swallow again. My throat gets tight from her head and her shoulders slipping inside it, and now she really starts, like, actually panicking for some reason? She starts going on about something I for real completely spaced on, bc all I wanted was to just keep swallowing. Soooo, I do. I gulp, and I gulp, and it takes so little time to get her fully inside me. Seriously, it's like this girl was meant to be eaten.

She's all balled up in there, kicking and elbowing and flailing, and I just can't get enough of it. Preds, you know the feeling. That squirming and fighting just triggers something primal in your brain, like firing off all these reward chemicals that tell you how strong you are, how you're at the top of the food chain. It just does so much for me, I can't help but lay back and take it all in. She's fighting and yelling about something or other and whining about something else, but I just don't care, right? Why should I? She's prey. She's food at this point, she's a meal. Meals don't get to complain. She should have known what was happening when I put her hands in my mouth. She had the chance to back out.

So, I have my fun, get all cozy, and I'm not ashamed to say I was soothed to sleep by the sound of her crying and begging and whatnot. It's nice for us preds, you get it? I wake up, and I'm SO rested. Real talk, it was the best sleep I've had in weeks. Problem is, though, the girl's phone is buzzing loud. I press down on what's left of her, and yeah, it's soft as hell. I'm even rounded and heavier than I was just the night prior, and I won't lie and say that didn't give me a bit of pep in my step when I went to answer her phone.

The caller is immediately like ‘oh my god, where are you, i tried to call you all night, you weren't at the bar,’ blah blah blah. I'm like, ‘hey, I'm not your friend.’

I can basically sense the person on the other end getting mad. They're like, ‘hey, where's Sadie?’ and I'm like, who's Sadie? She the girl with short brown hair and the thick glasses?

Person on the other end gets even madder. Apparently, Sadie is this girl's sister, and she has some big competition she's heading out for today, but like. She's just fat now.

So now I have this girl's phone and her sister will fucking NOT leave me alone threatening to call the cops and shit but like. I'm a pred. I can do this. She has no ground to stand on, and frankly, the girl was hardcore wanting it? She basically jumped down my throat, and frankly coming home with me is a death sentence anyway. She should have known better if she didn't wanna get made into ass fat, y'know?

So, Reddit. Am I the asshole for just exercising my right to a nice meal? I really feel like I have no responsibility to make up for this but a few of my friends think I'm an ass for just up and eating someone instead of letting her live through the night. How is it my fault that she was so soft and filling, huh? Since when is that my problem? Whatever, sigh. 

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I would personally like these characters get vore someday mostly because that beelzebutt character from zork da dork already got vore made on ;)

Completed today! Macro/Micro is always interesting

I couldn't think of a new Halloween pic for this year so I colored the sketch from last year :3

(F, early twenties) I have a long-term partner. He knows about my vore fetish, and he's totally cool with it. But, he isnt personally attracted to it. Even though he's super cool about it, i still get hella embarrassed :/ Mostly because I feel like its hard for someone to see how it's appealing when they arent personally into it as well.

I also have close friends who know about it, but none of them are actually into it themselves either. Typically, when i make a new friend, the topic of sexual attractions tends to come up eventually, mostly bc im just pretty open to talking about it. But, I find myself hoping that a new friend reveals that they're also into vore??? It would just be nice to meet a person who really understands it, yk? But, also be actual friends and maybe know each other on a deeper level than just our attractions too.

Sooooooo a little about me. I like vore a lot. Im a fan of oral (and some unbirthing) vore. One of the things I like the most is thinking about the feeling of a meal sliding down my throat, with some squirming and uncomfortability for both me and my prey, until they finally settle down inside my belly :3

I think my favorite topic of vore would probably be soft, oral vore. But, it almost feels like more than just a sexual thing, yk? Like, theres also just something deeply intimate, comforting, and generally enjoyable about being so close to someone that you're literally inside them (or vice versa...)

Idk what I'm really looking for here. I guess just to maybe share my opinions, experiences, and desires for a friend who also enjoys vore. Just to feel like someone actually understands it themselves and can relate to why I like this stuff. Anybody else feel the same?

I'm also more than happy to share some of my favorite content ;)

Or if any new preds or prey have opinions they'd like to share.

How realistic should digestion be? Is it as much a part of the fantasy for you or does it not factor in? I'm curious. Personally I don't really enjoy Vore without it, but would love to hear your thoughts!

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I honestly been thinking about this question for a while now. Because i always wonder do you wear bigger clothing for when your body grows to the clothes size when digesting prey? Tight clothes to keep the prey more confined? No clothes? Certain clothing? If so what kind?

I got a simple question for some Pred's out there! Do you enjoy it when your Prey is struggling for their life inside your belly? When they kick, or punch trying to get out, only to be digested? Or maybe you just avoid all that and just get them out of the way. Permanently.

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Just an update for my post, read here for context: https://www.reddit.com/r/Vore/s/go2hMB9fj4

TW- Fatal digestion, brutality, grief, willing vore but unwilling digestion

Thanks everyone for your responses, made me pretty sure im not crazy for thinking im not the asshole here.

So I ended up responding to Naomi’s begs to meet through insta dms. We arranged a time at a large park in our local area. At this point, my gut was much smaller but still a significantly distended orb full of whatever girl slop and undigested clothing was still sloshing around inside me.
We meet at the park, she’s just in her pajamas, hair disheveled and mascara running. She’s obviously been crying constantly. I was in some sweatpants and a tight tank top which only covered half of my bloated belly. Now she immediately begins crying softly and approaches, pressing her hands on my belly. Some of “what’s her name’s” goopy remains shift and glorp inside making me belch. It smells a bit like iron and dissolving meat with a hint of flowery perfume. A couple on the bench nearby left quickly and passersby’s were staring so I thought id speed this along and ask what she wants.

Through her sniffles, i picked up something like “she’s really gone… my girl is just gonna become fat…” she ended up leaning in and pressing her ear against my gut to listen to her soupy girlfriend churn in my stomach and pump through my intestines. She finally pulled herself together, wiped her eyes and looked up to me. “Eat me too. Please I wan-“ i didn’t need to hear the rest so I swallowed her then and there. She yelped a bit but didn’t fight, just slid right down. I could hear her sobbing, she was probably holding her girlfriend’s skull while sitting in whatever soupy remains hadn’t been pumped into my intestines. A few hours into her settling down, while I was sitting in my apartment, i heard her groaning. She was pleading “wait, I dont want to die…. Please” by the sound of her wheezing she was already half soft at this point. Actually pretty surprised she was still kicking. At this point I just pressed my belly against the wall until she crunched. Let out one of the longest burps ever after that. And thats the end of Naomi!

This was yesterday so she’s decently far along. I’m super burpy and bloated though. This engorged tank of mine just wont stop gurgling. But there you have it! Reunited her with her girlfriend, i’ll remember this meal for a long while even though I didn’t know the first ones name. Gonna have to hit the gym hard once this gut’s a more manageable size.