The tastiest treat

[womaneatingrose]

[thevoraciouschefconfessions]

I really like the accidental vore that happens in public, and like nobody notices. Everyones to busy to notice someone get eaten right in front of them. Then the pred is so out of it from suddenly having 100+ lbs of prey stuffed in their belly they just go home. Rubbing their belly as their prey is digested.

Then in the morning they feel super refreshed. Only realising what happened the day before was not a dream when they're sitting on the toilet. Their big belly is significantly smaller and gurgling quietly.

It's either a secret they take to their grave, or the start if a bright new future.

[gore-vore]

I know that everyone in this community says this one time or another, but I’m moving in with my partner and just thinking about the phrase ‘the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach’

[tasty-n-sweet]

Being swallowed whole feels amazing. I love feeling my pred’s hungry lips stretch around and slide up my body, their soft tongue licking all over me while their strong throat tugs me down. Slowly feeling myself slipping down into their whining belly, the light behind me fading away as they shut their jaws..

When I curl up completely inside, I start wiggling and pushing to get more comfortable than I already am, surrounded by warm, soft flesh massaging into my skin. Listening to their racing heartbeat thumping around me, hands happily rubbing and patting over my body. Feeling the plush, slimy walls press tighter around me after each muffled burp, hearing them sigh in satisfaction..

The pain of being digested is brief. After my body softens, I just become silent, slowly and painlessly oozing into a lump of chyme sitting in their stomach. Listening to their belly bubble and growl all around me, nipping away at my nutrients, slipping into and stretching out their intestines. After they dispose of the parts of me their body didn’t need, all I can do is hang and sag from their warm waistline. And being a thick layer of fat on my pred’s belly feels amazing..

[spooky-hungry]

Two days.

It’s been two days since you fell asleep at that house party - biggest mistake of your life - and woke up in… here. Of course, to you, it feels like it’s been a LOT longer than two days… but then again, it’s not like you have many ways of telling time, where you’re at. You are surrounded by a darkness so thick that there’s no difference between your eyes being closed or open - not like you ever dared open them, for fear of the sting of those biting liquids that were constantly being excreted from the fleshy, wrinkly walls and kneaded into your skin, systematically working away at you. It’s a struggle to get any air, and the air you can get is thick with an acrid, gastric odor. Oh, how nicely you squirmed when you first woke up in there! But, of course, hypoxic and swaddled, you’ve since fallen into a bit of a stupor, fading in and out of consciousness, only being able to wriggle for a few minutes at a time before taking hours to rest.

You were in denial, at first; even as you heard the cacophonous gurgles and churns and sloshes of my stomach, and heard my muffled voice teasing you from just beyond your prison beneath my thick layers of belly pudge, your mind refused to accept the fact that you’d been SWALLOWED, whole and alive. But by now, there was no denying it; my acids had already melted your clothes right off your body, and were now working on your epidermal layer while I lounge in the warm bathtub, groping and massaging my gut so lovingly while teasing you about how nicely you’ll add to my ass and tits. You must be grateful, after all, for you give me a few of those blissful struggles in return… and after all, I’ve taken such good care of you! Feeding you snacks and water and gulping down tons of air to keep my little meal kicking for as long as possible, always teasing and playing with you at every opportunity. I planned the whole thing out, timing your consumption so that I’ll have the whole of spring break to spend relaxing at home, happily gurgling you up in privacy, far from any prying eyes that might do something silly like ‘call the police’. By the time I head back to campus, you sadly won’t be alive anymore, though your meat will take a month total to digest; most of you adding to my big, plump figure, and the rest getting flushed down the toilet.

But that all comes later. For now, we have plenty of time to enjoy eachother’s company, my lovely meal…

[sweetietoothed]

It’d be so nice to have you for a meal.

Just thinking about your tasty skin grazing against my tongue makes me salivate. It makes my greedy stomach growl, whining to be fed..

It’d be wonderful to feel you sinking past my jaws, to feel your squirmy body curl up inside of me. Your wiggles and kicks rippling across my taut, overstretched middle would feel like so good, forcing out contented belches. I’d lie back with a smile, cradling my satisfied, grumbly belly happily digesting you.

When your muffled cries hush, and when you’d be nothing but gastric mush sloshing inside me, I’d be enjoying myself. I’d be caressing and rubbing my belly until it returns to lying flat against me, with a few extra pounds. It’s a shame I won’t be able to eat you again.

[hornyvorewhore]

Anonymous asked:

ok sooo I’ve always fantasized about about be devoured by a pred stuffed with food. That sweet relief of finally satisfying their hunger with literally everything in my kitchen ripped away by their hungry maw dropping over me, slimy gullet dragging me down in that sludge filled prison... barely any room to wriggle as I’m pinned in a condensed ball of entrees and snacks, my cries drowned out by thundering gurgles...

Yessss that’s the good stuff, it’s good to give your pred more than yourself in tribute! The feeling of knowing you’ve finally sated their hunger with everything you had must be rewarding. And uuugghh being in a stretched tum bursting with mushy food being digested in tandem with you as it buried you alive makes me weak in the knees. And imagine how fat that pred must be after, the amount of mass gained after digesting a buffet of food and a whole person too! They could probably barely walk! Indeed your sacrifice was warranted. Unfortunately being such a glutton they’ll probably be hungry again mere days later. At least you helped for a little bit ~

You have good taste anon. Very good taste

Send me more~

[onewayin-onewayout]

Just a kiss, continued ~

She’s been stewing inside of me for a few days now while I decide what to do to her. She feels to good tossing and turning inside of me. I could spend hours tracing her outline with my fingers. My stomach wants to churn her up so badly but I’m enjoying the intense pressure of being full too much.

I thought that I’d leave her fate up to you lot for once, let me know what I should do to her and I might just do it ~

[hornyvorewhore]

[thevoraciouschefconfessions]

Okay, but imagine this person. A tiny, little thing who is not only short but all skin and bones. Now imagine he’s cowering in fear as a massive pred is standing over them drooling and gloating. Smuggly describing what will happen to them once they get swallowed. But then! Out of sheer desperation! The smaller person moves. They lunge forward with a scream, unsure of their actions themselves, and pop! The preds mouth slides into theirs.

Their eyes water as their jaw is stretched to the breaking point and instinctively, they swallow. They swallow continuously as the larger pred struggles against their powerful throught. Their throat burns with every slow inch as air becomes scarce, and when the preds toes slip past their epiglottis, they gasp for air.

The skin on their stomach screams as the once pred now prey kicks and punches their insides. A sick burps rises from their thrashing belly and erupts past their lips. A sick rumble is their only warning before their belly cramps painfully, their stomach not used to having to contract over something so large begins working furiously.

From an outside perspective, they look comical. With their belly that is easily twice their size, boney limb laying limp across the taunt flesh, their feet barely graze the floor as the lay on their massive middle. Their to tired to move their head, so they must listen to their belly break down their huge screaming meal.

Hours pass as they listen to the groaning and *GloaOorping* or their meal being turned to mush. Finally it reaches a more managable size, the size of a yoga ball, and they sluggishly waddle home, both hands craddling the large dome of softening flesh. Their belly sloshing loudly with every step as their meal is slowly flushed into their bowels. They can feel every jostle in their belly and letnout weak brups as the gas is worked up to the top.

When they get home they make a beeline for the bathroom. Stopping in front of the mirror to inspect themselves. They lay their full belly on the counter, wincing when it falls into the sink and diggs into the faucet, and look in the mirror. They look sick. Sweat dripping from their brow, eyes hooded from exhaustion, and their skin too pale to be normal but odly flushed on their cheeks. Over all they didn’t gain much weight. They’re still skinny, but now you would be able to count their ribs through their skin.

Their belly however is Fat. It would look more at place on someone who is obese. But on them, it just looked strange. It still had a firmness to it, signifying that they’re still full, but the sides of it were rolled. They grab a handfull of it and shake. Instantly regretting their actions as their belly lets out a furious rumble.

The new pred sighs and rubs their soft belly as it continues to grumble. This time, though, it comes from lower. They heft their belly and waddle to their toilet. Ploping down on the seat with a heavy sigh. Their belly rests on their tighs, pushing past their knees and weighing heavy on their legs. With a heavy sigh they sit and wait as their meal passes through their body.

They have to keep flushing as their bowel continue to empty into the toilet below them. Their belly rumbles as it drains into their bowels, providing more for their intestines to push out. When they finally finish, their belly sits deflated on their lap. Fat rolls of skin hang off their belly and form a pit belly on their thin frame.

As they wash up, they rub their growling belly and walk tiredly to the kitchen for dinner.

[hornyvorewhore]

Anonymous asked:

definetely one where the reader gets in a fight with their man so he shrinks them and swallows but it goes too far and i end up getting digested bonus points if he has a bowel movement while im inside

thevoraciouschefconfessions answered:

(gawd the entire time I was writing this I couldn’t help but think of Gaunter O'Dimm as the boyfriend. That probably helped tbh.)

You stand in your living room with your arms crossed. Having gone to the store for just a moment, you fully expected your friend to be sitting on your couch. Instead you find your boyfriend with a very satisfied smile on his face. You ask him again where your friend is.

“Why, she’s right here! Don’t you recognise her?” your eyes follow your boyfriends hand as it comes to rest on his rounded middle. You glare at your boyfriend as he smuggly rubs his bloated belly. After seeing his belly at work before, you could easily tell that your ditzy friend can’t be spit back up. His belly resting lower on him than if she wws still in his stomach, and the soft squealing emmiting from his bowels giving away that she’s been in his intestines for hours now.

Burning hot anger fills you and your glare hardens. You really liked her, and would have rather not seen her be turned into a bowel movement for your ravenous lover. You jab your finger into his semi hard belly as you berate him. Asking him why he can’t keep people out of bis belly for own day.

His smirk drops into frown as you rant at him. Annoyance bubbling under his skin until it boils over. Your boyfriend snapped his fingers, the air surrounding you suddenly feeling heavy. Your skin tingled and you watched in shock as you began to shrink. Before you can even shout at him, you find yourself buried in a pile of clothes.

Cold fingers dig you out of the pile and plop you onto a lap. You glare up at your now towering lover, his swollen bellies squeaking that much louder to you now that you’re only 10 inches tall.

“Look, I love you. But I’m not going to let you berate me for doing my thing.” he says it softly, but the tightness of his eyes conveys hs reall anger. “So for punishment for being rude, I think you’ll have to spend some time in my belly.”

You can only stare in shock at hid decision; not even putting up a fight when he grabs you again. He brings you close to your face and drags his tongue across your naked body. You can’t help but shiver as his cool tongue glides across you body, spending an unnecessary amount of attenion on your crotch before pulling away. Hunger and lust fills you lovers eyes, the two of you staring intently at each other for a long time.

Finally he twists his hand and slowly pushes you head first into his mouth. His hands moves to your bottom and gives it a gentle shove. Your head falls into his tight throat, it squeezes you and pulls you in further as your boyfriends tongue swipes across your body once again. A heavy moan shakes you and you can’t help but moan as well when you boyfriends tongue splits your thighs apart. The tip poking and prodding you as he nudges you further down his throat.

Outside you feel your boyfriend caressing the buldge you make in his throat. One hand rubbing downward while the other traces your outline.

Your feet are folded and pushed into his mouth and all movement stops for a moment before your lover swallows hard. Your body being dragged fully into his throat where more wet swallows drag you down to his belly. Your head enters slowly while your body is squeezed tightly by his esophagus. The smell brings tears to your eyes and the heavy sounds of gurgling nearly deafens you. Your body is squeezed slowly into the active chamber, forcing you to curl into a ball.

His belly presses against as it secreates acid to cover you. Through his skin you can feel your boyfriend rub the budlge you make. His heavy panting echoing loudly above you. You squirm around and try to get comfortable, not too worried about where you are. Sure that your boyfriend wouldn’t let something bad happen to you.

Bellow you you can hear his intestines groan around you former coworker. Your irritation from early rising again, so you give him a hard kick. His belly twitches and shakes as he chuckles; his fingers digging into your back.

“Now that’s no way to get out of there~.” your boyfriend chuckles. His fingers dance along your body, pushing against you hard and then rubbing soothing circles that tou can barely feel.

It’s not long before you feel a rumble from deep bellow you. You boyfriend still and shifts around before you hear a short squeaky fart escape him. You scoff as he laughs out an ‘excuse me’ before patting lower on his belly. “Looks like your friend wants out.” he chortles.

Your world shifts and your jostled about as he stands and strutes to the bathroom. The acid around you sloshing and drenching you entirely with every step. Your world finally settles as he plops down on the toilet and heaves a heavy sigh. More farts rip out of your boyfriends ass and you can feel his belly clench as he pushes down on your former friend. You can feel her remains shift and slip out of his body. Your boyfriend grunting as he pushes out the massive log of shit.

A muffled plop is heard far bellow followed by a series of more. The pressure your friend left slowly disappears into the toilet, your boyfriend pausing to flush ever now and again. A long fart escapes him before all movement seems to stop. Your boyfriend pushes on his belly and grunts out, “Just..one more…outta do it.” He pants heavily as the largest log slowly emerges from his anus. Dropping with a loud splash into the bowl.

You can feel him relax around. Your friend now fully flushed out of his bowels and into the sewer. The pressure of his hand rests against you again as he rubs his belly. He cleans himself up and then trots back to the living room. His hands craddling the round budlge you make innhis stomach. When you feel him settle on the couch you begin to squirm again and ask if you can come out yet.

“In a little bit,” he yawns “I’m going to take a quick nap.” You scoff and grumble to yourself, getting comfy as you listen to his heart slow. The rhythmic thumping lulling you into a deep slumber as well.

Hours pass and neither of you notice when his belly grows more active. The acid slowly melting away your skin, though not burning painfully as one would have expected. For a bried moment you wake up and see the meaty soup you’re becoming before passing out again. Assuming it was a weird dream. Meanwhile your bones become brittle and snap under his bellies powerful grinding motions.

Your boyfriends belly turning you into a meaty paste, like it has done to countless others. He honestly had no intention of digesting you. Just tease you enough to make you forget your anger before spitting you out. Then the two of you would clean up and go on a date. But his body couldn’t know that; to his belly, anything that’s put in it is food.

Hours pass and your boyfriend sleeps through the rest of day and most of the next. When he wakes up, sleep clouds his mind. His belly gurgling softly in hunger, having finished difesting you hours ago. Your remains traveled through his body as it absorbed all the nutrients from you. The waste that is you now sitting heavy in his smaller intestines ready to join your friend in the sewer.

He pats his bloated belly sleepily before heading to the kitchen for food, his hunger driving you further from his mind. Feeling particularly peckish, your lover quickly finishes his meal and heads back to the fridge. He crouches down and begins to stuff his face until his belly begins to ache. It juts away from his body, packed too tightly with food. You lover moans and burps wetly; waddlig to the couch to wait for you to come rub it. Minutes tic by as he rubs his full belly happily before a familiar feeling in his bowels triggers a memory.

His satisfied smile drops as he finally recalls the previous days events. The build pressure in his lower bowels confirmes his fears and he lets out a heavy sigh. He squeezes his full belly and burps loudly as he groans. Feeling foolish, he craddles his belly tenderly as he waddles to the bathroom. His lover having been turned into nothing but a bowel movement.

He sits on the toilet and mopes as your remains slip out of his ass. Doing nothing to aid his bowels in pushing you out, wanting to take as long as he can with what little time he has left with you. Finally the last of you drops into the toilet. Your boyfriend cleans himself up befoe standing, watching the shit he turned you into flush down the toilet.

[mmmtumby]