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percimmonhellyeah · 4 years

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In the God’s Favor - Logicality Vore

Logan gets sacrificed to a god with no escape, but it looks like the god was more merciful than he thought.

Ship: Pred!Patton x Prey!Logan

Word Count: 2.1k

tw: unwilling prey, death mention, human sacrifice

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A sharp throbbing pain ached throughout Logan’s body. There was a coolness that lingered on his skin as his eyes opened and a wind rushed through. It made the tall jungle trees’ leaves rustle making him wake up more. Where was he? Was this a dream? Another pang of pain shot through his body as he tried to stand up. He looked down, memories coming back to him. His legs were broken, and he was bound tight by some ropes. Birds chirped in the distance which brought him to look at his surroundings. Tall trees covered every square inch of the place except where he lay, helpless to the elements. Soon, he saw an enormous amount of food and other items scattered about where he sat, and it finally clicked. He turned around, looking up at the massive palace that was much too big for any human.

Tears flowed down Logan’s face, both from the sharp pain in his legs and from the horror that consumed him. They were real. The gods were real. He was so skeptical that he announced it to his village, and now he was stuck in this horrible terrifying mess. Another wind blew past him, making him shiver. It almost seemed like his body would go numb if it kept blowing. The cold surface he sat on didn’t help either, except for maybe soothing his broken legs. As hazy as his mind was, he was able to connect why he was with all this food and items. He was a sacrifice. Now he knew why he was kidnapped. It all made sense now… but there was still a chance that this was just an empty abandoned palace. A very well kept giant palace, but it could just be a human’s doing.

A thump rang in Logan’s ears and the ground shook under him. His heart sank as the ground continued to shake, each one progressively getting more and more violent, until there stood a giant. They towered over him and he cowered, terrified at what they would do to him. Their eyes pierced through his soul. The terror that trembled through him triumphed over the throbbing pain in his tied-up legs and body. He tried to stop shaking, do anything to calm himself down, but the giant god’s presence made him cry more.

“You poor thing!” they said, “I told them not to give me human sacrifices!”

The giant god’s hands scooped up Logan’s tiny broken form. Their fingers towered over him and their shadow casted down on him. He blinked at what they said, still bawling but now equally confused. It almost sounded like this god was concerned for him. Though, there was no way they’d miss the opportunity to hurt a skeptic like him! All of a sudden, the ropes disappeared at the snap of their large fingers. There were marks all over his body from how tight the ropes were and his body just ached. He tried to back away as far from their face as possible, but there was no strength left from his body as he tried to process everything that was happening.

“I can’t believe it! After I told them no-…”

Logan’s head started to spin at the god’s fast movements, and it was getting hard and harder to keep himself awake. Another sharp pain jolted through his body as they moved, making him scream in agony. His eyes shot open and his hands dashed to his mouth to cover it. It was obvious he was in pain, but he still didn’t want to look vulnerable, even though he knew, logically, the worst was probable.

“Oh dear! I’m sorry…” they said, looking at his broken legs, “I’m not gonna hurt you, kiddo. I promise…”

The god’s voice was soft and almost calming. It was confusing that they were so gentle with Logan, even though they could easily crush him if they wanted to. He tried to think logically through this mess. It was probable he would die at the hands of this god or be tortured. He tried to prepare and come to terms with his terrible fate, but he just couldn’t stop crying, all his bottled-up emotions flowing out all at once. His eyes met with their giant ones for a brief moment, an expression of worry and concern painting their face. It was as if they were saying sorry.

All of a sudden, a warm breath rolled over Logan as their maw opened wide. Their tongue soon caught him as he started to slide into their mouth. More tears flowed down his face, his body shaking.

“Please! I’m sorry! Don’t eat me, please! I believe now! I’m sorry…” His voice was hoarse screaming at the top of his lungs.

The god froze at his words, his tiny body lying helplessly on their tongue. Another warm breath rolled over Logan, the pain in his legs becoming a bit more bearable. Freedom was so close… If he could just climb out of their mouth, maybe they wouldn’t just see him as food. Maybe he wouldn’t look so weak. He tried to gather any strength he had in his body, but he was exhausted. He couldn’t stay awake much longer, but since he knew he’d die, perhaps that was a good thing. The light that once illuminated the mouth disappeared as they closed their mouth, sealing his fate.

The tongue licked Logan all over, coating him in saliva. Their tongue curled on his tiny weak body. It almost felt like a massage though the god seemed to focus on licking his broken legs. Perhaps they tasted better since they were broken. He didn’t care anymore what they would do to him now, his eyes starting to grow heavy. At least his body would be somewhat useful for them as food. He closed his eyes as he waited for teeth to start tearing him apart, but nothing came. It just made him sigh as he tried to fall asleep on the giant tongue he laid on. On what seemed like instinct, he hugged it as best he could, cuddling into the pink muscle. A hum rang through their mouth, making his eyes feel heavier.

Soon, Logan started to slide down into the entrance of their throat. His legs stung a bit since he went in feet first, but it was overall fine. The god was so gentle with him that he almost started to like this crazy experience. With one gulp, he entered their throat, the muscle pushing him down to their stomach. A thumping heart and their slow breath echoed all throughout the throat. Their throat embraced his tiny body every time he was squished by the soft muscles. It made him warm inside, as if he met an old friend. Now that he thought about it, he didn’t have any friends. Perhaps that was what it feels like to meet an old friend.

Logan felt his body drop into a large space, which he assumed was the god’s stomach. He crawled over the best he could to one of the stomach walls, cuddling into it. There was a sense of calm that was in him now even though he knew he wouldn’t see the light of day again. He rubbed one of his hands into the soft walls as he yawned. Another hum rang through the stomach as he cuddled more into the walls and closed his eyes. At least this seemed like a much more peaceful death than he imagined it to be.

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Logan’s eyes fluttered open as he felt something move. Soon, his eyes shot open, looking around, terrified and confused. He should’ve been dead by now! There was no way his body could even last a few minutes in stomach acid. A shiver ran down his spine as he hugged himself, not sure what to make of the situation. Soon, he blinked. His skin was dry. He looked around the stomach to see no liquid at all in sight! But if there was no liquid, then where was he? He was certain he was still inside the god, but where? The walls prodded at him, making him jump up, walking into another wall on the other side, still so scared. Wait a minute… His eyes widened as he looked down at his legs which were fully healed. A muffled though loud voice rang through the stomach, but he couldn’t focus on it as he dropped to the floor, in awe at his healed legs. For a while, he sat there very still and in shock at the discovery. There was more prodding at him, but he still didn’t move.

“Oh god, did I kill him? No, no, no no…”

Logan finally fell out of his trance as he heard the frantic voice boom all over.

“I’m- I’m fine!” He started to rub at the walls. There was soon pressure coming from outside, pressing where he was.

Soon, the walls closed in on Logan and he closed his eyes. His heart raced as he was pushed up into the god’s throat, into their mouth and out on to their hands. The air was freezing, and he hugged himself to keep warm. It felt like he was dropped into a snowstorm naked. He squeaked when he was wiped clean with a warm rag, though he was grateful to not be soaked in saliva. Soon, their hands curled more around him as they moved them to a giant warm compress. He smiled as he was placed on it, happy to be warm again.

“Hey, kiddo, I’m sorry I really scared you when we first met…”

Logan blinked as he now looked to the giant god.

“…but I couldn’t stand to see you in pain. I’ll do whatever you want to make up for it. My name’s Patton, by the way. Yours?”

“I’m Logan…” He was stunned at how gentle Patton was and how they simply offered to do whatever he pleased. Soon, a spark went in his head as he looked down at his legs then back up at Patton.

“You must be Patton, the god of healing…”

“Yep! It took me longer than what it usually takes for me to heal someone, but it was worth it now that I get to see you all better.”

Logan blinked. “How… How long was I in there for? And where was I? I noticed it was fairly dry.”

“Oh, you were in my storage stomach! That’s where I heal a lot of people. And you were in there for an entire week!”

“A week!?”

“Yep! An entire week, kiddo! You were beaten up pretty bad.”

Suddenly, Logan hugged himself, curling up a bit. His heart sank and he couldn’t look up at Patton anymore. A shiver ran through his whole body curling up more. Why didn’t he just listen to everyone at the village? He would’ve never ended up here, and even if Patton were acting nice, they’d get bored of him eventually. Though, he couldn’t just go back to his village! Everyone would notice him and his big mouth and beat him up again.

“Hey Logan—” Patton kneeled down to Logan’s height— “I know I’m really scary to be around with, but I promise I’ll do what it takes to protect you. I can’t stand to see anyone in pain…”

“Do you see me as a pet?” Logan asked, curling up more.

Patton’s eyes widened at the sudden question. “Of course not, kiddo… You are your own person just like me and everyone else. You might’ve been… brought here without wanting to be here, but I want you to know you’re safe here, kiddo.”

There was silence for a few more moments until Logan spoke.

“Could I stay here for a while? I doubt my village would be very happy seeing me again…” He curled up more, waiting for his body to be crushed or torn to pieces, but nothing came.

“Of course you can stay here! I’ll make sure I have a room ready for you. And I can help you find a new village to live in, of course, if you want me to help…”

A small smile painted Logan’s face as he looked at Patton. He reached out to them, soon watching them come closer. He quickly hugged their nose, crying his eyes out. Somehow, he was in the god’s favor and something told him he would be for the rest of his life.

#sanders sides vore #infinitesimal!sides #soft vore #safe vore #extreme cuddling #tss vore #unwilling prey #death mention #human sacrifice #pred!patton #prey!logan

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brainr0tcntrl · 4 years

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“Can you do a chubby Patton and janus one? Love your art btw” - @unknown-remy

Aww! Tysm!! And absolutely! I love some good moceit every now and then!

#prey!Janus #pred!Patton #soft vore #extreme cuddling #sanders sides vore

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your-fave-is-a-pred · 4 years

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Patton Sanders from Sanders Sides is a pred!

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fandomymous-anonymous · 4 years

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/23019301

Remus has an idea and Roman should probably think his wording over before he dares his brother to do something next time.

Safe, soft, and perfectly platonic vore. Unwilling prey but only for a little bit. Mentions of death but nothing happens.

When you dare your brother to eat you then he actually does it:

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baka-monarch · 4 years

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Borrower/Pred Sander Sides AU!!!

(From left to right, top to bottom)

Pred!Deceit

Pred!Virgil

Human!Logan

Borrower!Remus

Borrower!Roman

Borrower!Patton

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coconut-cluster · 4 years

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for the uni au: is the finals week where Logan told Pat about his feelings for Janus the same one where Janus found Logan at the study table with his head down and freaking out? if so, where they on the same day, and which was first?

it IS the same finals day, and the table fiasco is the afternoon before the night where logan tells patton (blearily) that he actually thinks janus is very smart and talented and, i quote, “pred- pet- cute” and that he really, genuinely trusts him, despite janus’ whole schtick about being mischievous and enigmatic and whatnot (which is a lot coming from logan, considering his high school experience with peers)

#ask #loceit #uni au #Anonymous

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just-a-karla · 4 years

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Warmth

I don’t know how good this will be but I want to try this like writing!! Still really new to G/T and soft vore and I’m curious and ready to explore a little, especially if I can make it cute and make someone smile X3!! Please feel free to leave asks or prompts for my music or writing I’d love to see them! ^-^

Warnings: Hypothermia, Frostbite, references to genocide.

Word count: 1661 words

Pairing: Moxiety

Virgil ran quick his eyes narrowing as he did, it was raining and he could feel his body straining up. His eyes that were once narrowing was now blurring as he felt himself start freezing. He let out a small cry in pain. “Is someone out there please please I have got Hypothermia please help please,” he pleaded out and looked down at his fingertips which were going a sickly blue and he felt nauseous, he tried to scream out for help again but being so small only 5 inches the chances of him being heard especially in the rain was small.

But that was not the case someone did hear him, a young man who worked as a club singer at a friend's bar had just gotten off work and was walking home and that would be Patton Thornheart who talked in his softest voice. “Hey is someone there, that’s not some good words and noises I heard, where are you and can I help?”

Virgil fell limp his body was fighting with his mind as he now could see he had hoped there was hope, “Yes please down here near the wall.”

Patton looked over there and he saw the tiny and how badly they needed help as his skin was turning his favorite color but it didn’t suit him and made Patton feel sick seeing the sight, it took Patton five seconds of shock before he scooped up the tiny in his hands gently. He shifted Virgil to be in one hand and placed his hand over the other hand to help keep Virgil warmer and safer from the still pouring rain, he then started walking as quickly as he could to his cottage on the edge of the city closer to the forest, but Patton didn’t want to run in fear of hurting Virgil. He made it to his cottage and quickly went in. “Well, I am home and your safe it’s all okay kiddo it’s okay. Do you have a name and are you hungry?”

Virgil poked out of Patton’s fingers cutely which made Patton’s heart melt. Slowly but surely he talked cautiously still though, “No I ate well-finding scraps of a restaurant and my name is Virgil Storm, what about you I need your name too so?”

Patton blushed at Virgil he was just so small and sweet but also sassy. He went to his couch and laid down and carefully paced Virgil on his chest in which he snuggled up to straight (ha) away. “Patton Thornheart…” Virgil smiled and snuggled up to his chest again. “This is nice… Won’t lie this reminds me of the stories of the others. You know the witches, the vampires, the ghosts, you know the preds that would take care of burrowers and tinies and sometimes willing fae prey but all the preds all got wiped out by those mean beans that call themselves humans beans and then prey get helpless and die, I was born after all the obvious but I’ve heard stories about them and I wish they weren’t all gone. Sorry I don’t mean to offend you if anything I’m trying to compliment you because you remind me of them, it’s like this feeling of safety and warmness and you feel like that with you like an aura.”

“You sure about that whole ‘all got wiped out’ part?” Patton smirked a little and giggled a little and lifted one hand where a light blue light wispy light he traced that light with his hand down his body softly as he shut his deep brown eyes in bliss and as he did his illusion or a normal bean went down and his soft blue swirl markings appeared all over his body again and he opened his eyes again and his REAL light blue glowing eyes were there instead. Virgil’s jaw hit the ground seeing this and it suddenly made sense, he went to talk but couldn’t find the words at all and Patton giggled a little and helped him out, “Yes I’m a Witch pred and before you ask I got through because I have some REALLY good friendships and that’s all, and you aren’t the first prey I’ve seen. My pred ghost friend named Logan as a prey tiny named Remus, oh oh then my friend who is a vampire pred named Roman has a fae prey named Dee, well that isn’t his name but only Roman knows his real name because you know the whole thing with Fae and names and he is our little firecracker of a prey if he thinks something is wrong, trust me oh you’ll know oh and lastly Remy who is a demon pred has a little prey named Emile who is a forest nymph, sorry sorry that was like a rant kiddo but no matter what I mean is you are not alone here.”  “That all sounds so amazing and so you can do the thingy? You have the safe pouch-like stomach, could I go in there for a while then maybe please it could help with me being nice and warm like I heard it is in there and I’m warm enough now that it would be safe,” Virgil asked nervously and shifting anxious, still not sure if he could trust Patton but he also felt so safe and warm. His heart was beating for the first time in what has felt like forever.

“Oh yeah I can do that and I’m a little hungry myself so that would be a good idea, and it’s perfectly safe I promise. Besides, I can get you out anytime you want anyway! Logan has helped me be able to do this with Remus’ help too, but now I’m an expert so it will be all good and safe.”  Virgil smiled brighter at that, “Then yes please I would love that please do that my witch.”  “Awwwwww!” Patton cooed a little, scooping Virgil up to the tip of his lips again at that, “So do you want to walk in or want me to put you in myself, I’m okay either way.”

He giggled again at how sweet Patton was, and he left the smallest little kiss on Patton’s lips, “So-sorry it just felt right, I don’t know if that is normal or Pred and you can put me in that would be nice.”  “It’s all okay verge, it was very very cute, I’ve seen Dee, Remus and Rem all do it but they are also dating their Preds… Oh we can talk about that another time but maybe we could try sometime in the future, but right now I’m worried about you being nice and warm and getting a night of good sleep!”

“A smaller boyfriend that would be nice, also you ready soon?” Virgil giggles and teases.

“Yes! Let’s go,” Patton said with a giggle themselves.

Patton lifted his hand slightly and opened his mouth, and then tilted them so Virgil would slide into his mouth almost like a water slide. As soon as Virgil hit his tongue he melted a little as he tasted like a sour patch kid almost, his sourness but then also the hints of sweetness, his eyes shined brighter happily at just all of this. His tongue started to swirl Virgil around softly, and Virgil giggled happily ready to be swallowed but also enjoying this part too, and wiggle a little happy at the feeling.

His body continued to be swirled in Patton’s mouth with soft sucking and licking. The feeling was damp but strangely nice to Virgil There were soft vibrations as Patton said, “You ‘aste so so good ‘irgil.”

Before long Patton finally tilted his head back to start swallowing Virgil. It was slow and gentle as Virgil was the first to start to go down. Then, in one quick moment, the rest of him went in, it was tight but he still could move a little so that helped his nerves. His descend was really like a really fast water ride and he couldn’t help but giggle a little again, the muscles working to keep him safe still insured him that he would be safe through this ride until he plopped into the pouch softly with a little bounce.

Patton giggled softly at the feeling making small vibrations in it and then Virgil talked amazed. “It’s… glowy and bouncy and soft and warm like a pillow pile almost…”

Virgil snuggled up to one of the stomaches walls and the soft cuddly floor, and Patton smiled a little at that. “Yeah, it is.”

Patton used his magic to bring a blanket over to him as he snuggled up in it on the couch. They both felt safe and warm and loved and just so so happy. He hadn’t done this for real until this other than Remus helping him practice or when any of the other prey missed their prey or afraid and just needed to be eaten so they can be safe or feel not alone but Virgil was the first real genuine time. The warm in the stomach made the frostbite and Hypothermia completely forgotten in his mind and he just knew this warmth, it was warm now, and despite just meeting Patton he knew now and felt like he would protect him no matter what. Virgil smiled softly at that thought, but then quickly decided to voice those thoughts. “Patt, you are so so good and amazing you know that right?”

“Awwwww thank you so so much kiddo!” He cooed softly, settling on the couch and under the blanket, which kept him warm himself, “You feeling better and no longer hurt or cold?”

“Yeah no longer hurt and now nice and warm, I’m better,” Virgil said with a smile and nuzzled up to Patton’s stomach wall, he cuddled up and fell asleep snuggled up close to his witches stomach walls just as Patton himself fell asleep with a soft smile.

#soft vore #infinitesimal!sides #infinitesimal sides #gt sander sides #g/t sanders sides #gt vore #safe vore #vore writing #my writing #sander sides #virgil sander sides #ts virgil #patton sander sides #ts patton #witch!Patton #burrower!Virgil #tiny!virgil

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nb-octopus-writes · 4 years

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Vore Masterpost

Everything that can be found under the tag #noms.

[AO3] [deviantArt]

[Main Masterpost]

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In Which a Giant Wizard Noms a Firewitch

Wordcount: 5.0 K

Fluff-angst rating: Fluffy

tags: #oneoff #mystic woods #enchanted forest chronicles #gt #mouthplay

Summary: Aji, a young firewitch, stumbled across the tower of Evil Giant Yonah HaEsh while lost in the Mystic Woods, and was desperate enough to offer a trade of tastings for a night’s lodging. A gift for @vore-scientist.

Tom and Reggie Oneshots [AO3] [dA]

Fluff-Angst rating: Fluffy.

Main tag: #Tom and Reggie [Chronological link]

Additional tags: #oneoff #gt #mouthplay #foodplay

Summary:

A collection of standalone short stories, which can be read in any order.

Tom (human, they/them) and Reggie (6″ tiny, he/him) are housemates and excellent friends, who often get up to shenanigans. Sometimes these are vorish shenanigans. (It never goes beyond mouthplay, however.)

Matryoshka [AO3] [deviantArt]

Wordcount: 2.5 K

fluff-angst rating: all fluff.

tags: #oneoff #sanders sides #gt #mouthplay #foodplay

Summary:

Remus really likes vore, and the other Sides aren’t exactly averse to it. Safe, soft, willing vore, with foodplay and mouthplay. Pred/prey Remus, Prey Logan, Pred Patton.

Written after a tss vore brainstorming session with @that-prey-lounge.

Danger Noodles [AO3] [dA] [Quotev]

Cowritten with @that-prey-lounge!

Wordcount: 19.7 K vore timeline / 20.9 K non-vore timeline

Fluff/Angst Rating: An even mix of really fluffy bits and heartwrenching angst. Plenty of fearing for one’s own / someone else’s life (mostly in the vore timeline), but everyone is safe and unharmed in the end.

Main Tag: #danger noodles

Additional tags: #gt #sanders sides #collab #that prey lounge

Summary:

Florida Man somehow befriends even the most dangerous of predators.

“I can’t eat him. He’s too cute to be food!”

Or: The time Patton’s sheer adorableness not only saved him from becoming a meal to twin giant nagas, but netted Logan a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that any scientist would envy.

(Note: There are alternate, non-vore chapters for each of the chapters which contain vore!)

A Tale of Two Noms [AO3] [dA]

Wordcount: 3.7 K

Inspired by a chat with @that-prey-lounge

Fluff/Angst Rating: Part 1: Super fluffy. Part 2: Neutral

Main Tag: #atotn

Additional Tags: #foodplay #gt #sanders sides

Part 1: Tea Bath Interrupted

Summary: Patton was having a nice tea soak. Deceit was cold.

Part 2: Jelly As Far as the Eye Can See

Summary: Logan has a bad habit of derailing Remus's pranks without even noticing.

Gastric

Wordcount: 1K

Fluff/Angst Rating: All Fluff

tags: #oneoff #gt

summary: It’s Vore Day! Despite being Cass’s pred for some time, Ernest knows none of the vocabulary. Cass recites a poem she wrote.

Mastication Concentration

Wordcount: 2.9 K

Fluff/Angst Rating: Not really either?

tags: #oneoff #gt #sanders sides

summary: Logan usually chews gum while he studies, but today he is out. Remus volunteers to take its place.

#masterpost #noms #up to date as of September 19 2020 #(Mastication Concentration added)#nb octopus writes

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shamenaess · 4 years

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Some Vore Concepts

- Deceit eats people to silence them instead of making them cover their mouths. In that same vein, if you eat Deceit you can only lie.

- If Virgil gets some serious flight vibes, he'll find the nearest person he trusts and ask to be eaten so he can get there heck out of there.

- Remus stress eats. Specifically, he stress eats the others.

- Patton does too, but he's a lot more polite about it. In other words, he actually asks and doesn't try to gnaw on the Side he's eating.

- If Remus gets an unusually upsetting intrusive thought about one of the others, he'll hunt them down and eat them so he knows they're safe.

- Virgil's not a huge fan of eating the others, he's terrified of something happening to them and it being his fault, but if someone's uncomfortable in a situation and they ask, he'll gladly do it for them.

- Remus really likes the way the others taste. ...A lot. He'll randomly come up and lick them, to the point where some of them aren't surprised anymore. Sometimes that's all it is, other times not so much.

- Logan, shockingly enough, actually very much enjoys fearplay. When he's the prey it doesn't really affect him, but when he's the pred expect lots of subtle threats and sudden grabbing. He's always careful to make sure the other knows this beforehand, however, and he's very aware of when he needs to dial it back.

- Deceit is cold-blooded, and while he would never admit it, nothing helps more when he's cold than being curled up in a nice warm tum. Eating others can also help with this, and he much prefers that. He likes the control. And he's protective af but shhh-

- Patton is the god of after care. He's always very very gentle getting them out, and has a way to get them clean on hand, and lots of blankets because it's always colder outside, and he's just very good.

- Remus is a squirmy jerk. He'll push all his limbs into the walls, wiggle the whole way down, and just generally cause a ruckus until he eventually tires himself out and settles down.

- Deceit personally loves this. He enjoys the squirming, and once Remus tuckers himself out, it means he actually gets a few moments of calm.

- Roman loves "saving" the other Sides from perfectly normal situations and tucking them away all safe and sound. Mostly he does this because he's lonely.

Yeah, that's all I've got for now

If this turns out to be something y'all like then I'll probably end up making more

Okay I was going to make more anyway but whatever

#sanders sides #Sanders sides vore #Vore talk #Safe vore #Soft vore #pred!deceit #prey!deceit #pred!virgil #Prey!virgil #pred!remus #prey!remus #pred!patton #prey!patton #Pred!Logan #prey!logan #pred!Roman #prey!Roman

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percimmonhellyeah · 4 years

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Finding a Home - Moxiety Vore

Patton gets trapped in a snowstorm while finding a new place to live, but a certain human couldn’t stand to see him die.

Ship: Pred!Virgil x Prey!Patton

Word Count: 2.1k

tw: detailed vore, unwilling prey, mentions of death, mentions of chewing

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“No, no, no…” Patton muttered as the snowstorm howled.

Not in a million years did Patton think he’d get caught in a snowstorm. He thought of himself as a smart borrower and always made sure to get home as soon as he borrowed what he needed, but now he had no home to go to now… Once the owners of the last home he lived in found out about his presence, they started placing mice traps and locking all their food. He wasn’t safe and had to move, as much as he didn’t want to. Finding another home as a borrower was a nightmare and just living outside guaranteed he’d be mauled to death by some stray cat or racoon. But now it seemed like there was no hope in finding a new home as he was now stuck in a forest. The snow made it terribly hard to see anything. His hands turned an icy blue and his feet felt numb trying to walk through the thick snow. Finally, a gush of wind made him collapse near a tree.

Patton was too tired to get up from where he laid. The big snowflakes started to pour down on him, covering his tiny frail body more and more. Tears ran down his face and into the snowy floor as he laid there, helpless. His limbs became numb and it was hard to move out of the snow pile that got bigger every minute. Time seemed to slow as his mind went fuzzy. His heart started to slow, now becoming too tired to even cry, the tears from before freezing on his face. He knew he was going to die, so he watched as the snowflakes fall to the ground, trying to enjoy the little time he had left, until the ground suddenly rumbled.

Patton knew what was coming, and so desperately wanted to get away. He didn’t want to die by a human’s hand. At least nature seemed more forgiving to him than any human ever would be. A human would only torture him over and over again until they got bored of his existence or they’d lock him in a cage as some kind of pet. With all his might, he tried to push himself away from the terrifying human who was looking at him. His sniffles were drowned out by the roaring wind that froze his limbs. The ground rumbled all around him as the human finally got down on their knees, staring into his soul. Their eyes seemed locked right on him as he closed his eyes, bracing himself for the absolute worst.

“You’re gonna be okay, I promise…”

Patton opened his eyes, shocked at how softly they spoke. Their eyes beamed with concern as he watched in horror their hands go right to him. Quickly, he balled up, wanting this nightmare to end. His world went dark and became just a bit warmer. He opened his eyes again, confusion and shock pulsing through his body. The human hadn’t killed him. Instead, they simply cupped them in their hands. He was glad to finally start to warm up a bit again, but he knew better than to trust the human, even if it seemed they were trying to help. Now that his limbs were starting to warm up, he tried to pry open their fingers.

“Don’t hurt me, ple- please…” Patton said, his voice hoarse from not speaking for a while.

A rush of wind hit Patton’s face, and he looked down in horror, seeing the human was now standing up. He bolted back inside, wanting more warmth. He was surprised just how gentle they were being especially if they stood up without him noticing. Maybe his mind was still too fuzzy to really notice their movements. He snuggled into their palms, just wanting more warmth. It wasn’t like he could stop them from whatever horrible thing they were planning to do with him. A few moments of silence passed until they spoke.

“I know this looks bad but- but I promise you’ll- you’ll be fine…”

Suddenly, Patton felt the gigantic hands move and be lifted into an even darker and warmer place. He didn’t know where he was at first, but, finally, his heart sank.

“Please don’t eat me! Please!” Patton begged as he tried to hold onto one of their fingers, but it was no use as he was gently pushed into their warm mouth. His heart raced as he felt the tongue beneath him move him in even more, tears trailing down his face again. The mouth suddenly closed, his hand brushing onto one of their teeth. Quickly, he balled himself up, hoping the human would at least make this a quick death. He waited for their teeth to crack his head open or tear off a limb, but nothing happened. A warm breath flowed over his tiny body as he curled up on their tongue, still bawling his eyes out. He didn’t dare open his eyes, scared to see their sharp menacing teeth and the gullet he’d soon be going down.

Patton shuddered and cringed as the tongue started to lick every nook and cranny of his frail, tiny body. He yelped as he was pressed up against the roof of their mouth. He choked as he wept harder. His body couldn’t stop shaking as he waited for his death, knowing it would be slow and painful. Finally, the tongue dropped, no longer feeling the pressure of the slimy muscle. There was stillness after, as if the human just froze and became a statue. He dared open his eyes, the first thing in his vision was their teeth. Looking down, he saw the slimy pink tongue he laid on.

Suddenly, Patton started to slide down to their massive throat. He quickly tried to hold onto the tongue, but now he was much too tired from the cold he was once in and from crying an entire storm’s worth of tears. His legs were quickly swallowed down as he made one more weak attempt to hold onto the tongue. After a while, the human had stopped swallowing him, a small hope building inside him. Did they change their mind? Would they let him out? Soon, a thought came to him. Even if they did release him, he’d die from the bitter cold. He would die either way… Slowly, he let go of their tongue, absolutely exhausted. He laid his head down on the tongue, his eyes growing heavy. Finally, he felt them swallow him again, now fully entering their throat.

Patton’s world was fuzzy again as he felt the flesh push him down. It was almost soothing if it weren’t for the fact that he’d be buried in his grave soon. The throat massaged at his body, and the warmth was somewhat relaxing, much better than being frozen. He could hear the human’s heartbeat and their slow breathing. As much as he wanted out, he knew anything he’d try would just be pushed back down by their throat. He continued to listen to their breathing, trying to distract himself from his death below. Finally, he felt his legs enter into an open space, and soon his entire body fell into their stomach.

Patton simply laid down on the floor of the human’s stomach, until he suddenly remembered something. Quickly, he checked the tiny bag he had at his side and found the dagger he made. It was one of his best handy works he was somehow able to make. He found a thumb tack and hacked away at it with the smallest and strongest stone he could find. Picking it up, he looked over at the stomach walls, then back at his makeshift dagger. He stood up, pressing a hand into the stomach walls, cringing as he felt the sticky mucus collect on his hand. He walked, feeling his way around until he felt an unusual dip in the walls. The same strange type of dip continued to repeat until he realized… This human… This human ate other borrowers… The dips in the walls must’ve been scars left from another borrower who also had something sharp, something that’d hurt the human.

Then Patton finally realized what he was about to do. He would have to hurt someone if he wanted to live. Slowly, he looked back down at his dagger, exhausted, but he still wanted freedom. There was a very small chance, but it was still a chance at escaping this mess. He touched the walls again, feeling the scar. As steady as he could he took his dagger, ready to strike at the wall, but a voice in him screamed at him to stop. Nothing about this felt right, even if this were a human he’d hurt, a human that wanted him dead. An exhausted look spread across his face, trying to sort the thoughts that screamed in his head. He shuddered. He didn’t want to hurt anyone, not even this human. Slowly, he opened his bag again, and placed the dagger inside.

Patton laid back down on the floor, the warmth that surrounded him lulling him to sleep. At least he should sleep while he dies. He didn’t want to feel any pain and hoped death would at least come in his sleep. Slowly, his eyes closed, finally getting an eternal rest from his long-attempted journey to finding a new home. Or so he thought…

✰✰✰✰✰

After around an hour later, Patton woke up, his eyes slowly opening. He gasped, remembering where he was, but… he wasn’t dead? His eyes widened, absolutely confused at the fact that he was still somehow alive. Suddenly, he felt the walls press against him in a circular motion, realizing the human must be trying to rub him.

“Are you awake?” the human said, the voice echoing all around Patton.

“I- I’m awake!” he yelled, hoping the human heard him, “Let me- me out, please?”

Patton gasped as the stomach suddenly closed in on him. He closed his eyes as he felt himself being pushed up into the human’s throat, into their mouth, and finally outside onto their hands. He shivered, now cold due to being inside their stomach for so long. The room was dimly lit with just a fireplace to light the room. He looked out one of the windows, seeing it was already night.

“Take this,” the human whispered as he handed Patton a warm wet rag, “Sorry about getting you dirty.”

Patton quickly wiped off as much saliva as possible, happy to get himself at least somewhat clean, though, he was still cautious not to let his guard down in front of this human.

“My name’s Virgil, by the way. Yours?”

He blinked, stunned that the hu-… Virgil would ask such a question, especially to him. He was a borrower after all, a pet at best and a pest at worst.

“Pat- Patton…” he said, scared to death what they would do if he didn’t answer their questions.

“Are you feeling okay? Need anything?”

Patton blinked, again surprised at how kind they were being. A part of him wanted to trust Virgil while another said to run away. Quickly, he nodded no, curling in on himself. His heart raced and it felt as if a darkness was trying to choke him to death.

“You don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to,” Virgil started, “but I can tell you’re bothered by something…”

Patton curled up even more. He desperately needed a new home and Virgil seemed nice enough to… save him. He blinked at the realization. Virgil had saved him. He must’ve been so scared and tired to comprehend what was happening that he didn’t think about that. Now that he thought about it, not a single drop of stomach acid was in their stomach. Maybe he could trust Virgil…

“I was looking for a new home when- when the owners of the old home found me and star- started putting mouse traps and locking all the food…” He hid his face in his knees, scared that Virgil would just crush him.

“Well, you can stay here if you want. I wouldn’t mind.”

“Really?”

Virgil simply nodded.

“Thank you…” Patton said, starting to cry.

Virgil smiled, gently trying to wipe his tears as they laid down on the couch they were sitting on. Slowly, they laid Patton on his chest. He quickly snuggled into it, listening to their heartbeat as they grabbed a blanket, covering both of them.

“Let’s sleep…” Virgil yawned.

Patton nodded as his eyes soon closed, happy to have found a home.

#sanders sides vore #infinitesimal!sides #soft vore #safe vore #chewing mention #death mention #pred!virgil #prey!patton #tss vore #unwilling prey

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brainr0tcntrl · 4 years

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Pred Patton???? Pls?

Mmnnnn - how about that with some Logicality?

#sanders sides vore #sanders sides g/t #prey!logan #pred!patton #soft vore

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nommy-thoughts · 4 years

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Matryoshka

@that-prey-lounge and I were brainstorming Sanders Sides vore ideas yesterday, and this is the result. (TPL also wrote a delicious story from that brainstorming session, and you should absolutely read it, here is a link.)

[more of my writing]

(specifically my vore writing)

Summary: Remus really likes vore, and the other Sides aren’t exactly averse to it. Safe, soft, willing vore, with foodplay and mouthplay. There are nibbles, but they're very gentle. Pred/prey Remus, Prey Logan, Pred Patton.

Wordcount: 2.5K

Characters, in order of appearance (POV, main, minor): Remus, Logan, Roman, Patton, Virgil

~~~~~

Remus was in a Mood. A very particular kind of Mood. And he knew just what he needed. But could he get the others to indulge him? Well, he could certainly try.

He went to Logan’s room, bearing a jar of Crofter’s and two spoons, as well as a… special device. Logan was studying, like a nerd, but he looked up as Remus barged in.

“Do you need something?”

Remus didn’t answer, only shoving one spoon into Logan’s hand. Logan looked at it in confusion for a moment, then brightened as Remus held up the jar of jelly.

“I suppose I could do with a study break,” he admitted, holding out his hand.

Remus grinned. Instead of giving Logan the jelly, however, he handed him the device, activating it as he did so. There was a flash of blue light, and when it faded, Logan seemed to have disappeared. But Remus knew better. He sat down, and sure enough, there was little Logan on the floor, just under three inches tall.

Logan got to his feet and brushed himself off. “Really, Remus?” he said, but he sounded more inconvenienced than irritated. Remus shrugged, setting the jar of jelly in front of his shrunken friend. Logan’s eyes widened, and he looked at the jar, then at the spoon in his hand, then up at Remus, then at the jar again. A huge grin spread across his tiny face as Remus unscrewed the lid.

Remus picked him up by the back of his shirt, earning himself a startled yelp and some delightful squirms. Logan stopped squirming, though, when Remus dropped him into the open jar of jelly. He sank in up to his knees and nearly fell over, just barely managing to keep his balance. Logan looked up at Remus again with a disapproving frown. But before he could say anything, Remus put his finger on Logan’s chest and pushed him backwards, making him topple with another yelp. He tried to get back up, but Remus just knocked him over again.

“Remus!” Logan scolded with a heavy frown, batting at Remus’s fingers. “I am messy enough as it is. Stop it.”

“But I like making you messy,” Remus said, grinning. Still, he let Logan sit up.

Logan looked about to scold him again, but then apparently changed his mind. Instead, he used the spoon, which he’d somehow not dropped, to lift a relatively large bite of jelly to his mouth. He smiled, appeased.

Remus watched him eat for several moments before he moved again. “Maybe you’re right,” he said, pinching Logan’s tiny torso between two fingers to lift him upright again. “Up you go. But, then again…” With a smirk, Remus shoved Logan down, burying him in jelly up to his waist. “There. Isn’t that better?”

“Not particularly,” Logan answered, though he wasn’t bothered enough to prevent him from eating another spoonful of jelly.

“No, you’re right there,” Remus agreed. He put a finger on each of Logan’s shoulders. Logan stiffened, realizing what Remus was going to do too late to stop him.

“Remus, don’t—!” he protested, just as Remus jammed him down again. A second later, all that could be seen of the nerd were his head, shoulders, and arms, which he had lifted just in time. Logan squirmed, but he was too small to break up the jelly surrounding him. He glared up at Remus. “Do you know how hard it is to get jelly stains out of a silk tie?”

“No,” Remus said, digging his own spoon into the jelly across from Logan.

“Hey!” Logan protested as Remus put the spoonful of jelly in his mouth. “This is mine! Back off!”

Remus laughed. “Much as I’d love to see you try,” he said with his mouth full, “you simply cannot eat an entire jar of jelly at your current size.”

Logan pouted, but as the physical embodiment of logic, he had to concede that point. He grumpily squirmed again, wriggling his shoulders and pressing down on the surface of the jelly with his hands. They sank in, so that rather than extracting himself, Logan only managed to bury himself deeper in the jelly, although it was now slightly more broken up around his chest. Logan sighed, shaking his head. Then he shrugged and began to eat again.

Remus ate around the edges of the jar, leaving Logan stuck in the middle. Logan, meanwhile, seemed to be trying to eat his way out, though of course his size made it quite difficult for him to consume enough jelly to make much of a difference. Still, he was smiling again, which Remus took for a good sign.

When he’d eaten about half the jar, Remus slid his spoon under Logan, scooping him up along with a bit of jelly. Logan looked up at him, startled, as Remus lifted him out of the jar.

“Oh, I see,” Logan said, raising an eyebrow. “This was all a ploy.” Remus grinned. “Alright then, but no biting.”

“No promises,” Remus said. Logan flicked a tiny spoonful of jelly at him. It struck Remus in the face, and he laughed. “Okay, no biting,” he acquiesced. Lifting Logan a bit higher, he licked his lips, considering what would be the most fun way to go about this. After a moment of thought, he opened his mouth wide and shoved Logan inside in one quick motion. Closing his lips behind him, Remus pulled the spoon back out slowly, making sure that not a single globule of jelly escaped.

Logan wriggled a bit, and Remus hummed in pleasure. He used his tongue to pin Logan to the roof of his mouth, and then started licking and sucking on him. Logan squirmed as he did so, making the experience oh so pleasant. It didn’t take long, though, before Remus had licked all the jelly off, and although he quite enjoyed having Logan in his mouth even without the jelly, the experience was limited by his promise not to use his teeth. Remus tipped his head back and swallowed.

Logan, thoroughly slicked with saliva, went down smoothly. Remus smirked in satisfaction, patting his stomach. He could just barely feel Logan shifting about inside, making himself comfortable. Or at least, as comfortable as he could. Remus figured Logan would probably use the time to get some sleep, since there wasn’t a whole lot else one could do inside someone else’s stomach.

Remus picked the device up from the floor, twisting the dial. Immediately, he felt the weight and pressure in his stomach increase as Logan doubled in size. Three inches was a good height to tease and taste, and easy to swallow, but six made for a much pleasanter in-stomach experience. This way, he could feel every shift Logan made. Though, Remus noted, looking down at himself, Logan was still small enough that he didn’t even make a visible bulge. He patted his stomach happily, and felt a nudge — an elbow, perhaps, or a soft kick, he wasn’t sure which — from the inside. Logan wriggled around some more, resettling.

With a very satisfied smile, Remus got up. Absently continuing to eat jelly directly from the jar, he exited Logan’s room and crossed the hall to the one he shared with his twin brother. Roman was there, sitting on his bed and reading softly to himself from a notebook. Probably that play he’d been working on lately. Remus sat down next to him, and Roman looked up.

“Is that Logan’s Crofter’s?”

“Mm-hm,” Remus said. He tipped the jar toward Roman, giving him a jelly-filled grin. “Want some?”

“Pass,” Roman said, wrinkling his nose.

So, Remus ate the jelly himself, making pleased smacking noises with his lips and tongue. After a few minutes, when he’d almost finished, Roman suddenly shoved his shoulder.

“Do you have to eat in my ear?” he complained. “I’m trying to work.”

Remus leaned in again to make a particularly loud mouth noise directly in Roman’s ear, and then got up.

“Go bug someone else,” Roman suggested, already looking back at his papers.

So, Remus went downstairs, and found Patton and Virgil on the couch, talking about something. Remus didn’t listen long enough to care what, just flopped across both their laps. “Eat me,” he said without preamble.

“Ew, no,” Virgil protested, shoving Remus off them. He landed on the floor with a thump. “You’re gross and filthy.”

“What if I bathe first?”

“Still no.”

Remus turned to Patton, eyes wide and pleading. “Please, Patton?” he pleaded. “Pretty please with a cherry on top? I’ll let you mess with me in your mouth for as long as you want, won’t you please eat me? Pleeeeease?”

Patton gave in. “Oh, alright,” he said. “But you do have to bathe first. With soap.”

Remus bounced happily to his feet. Beaming, he rushed off to the bathroom, shucked off his clothes, and got in the shower. As he soaped up, he felt shifting inside his stomach. All those sharp movements must’ve woken Logan up.

“It’s okay, Loogie,” Remus said fondly, rubbing his stomach. “You can go back to sleep.”

Logan continued to move, stretching Remus’s stomach out delightfully as he readjusted again. Remus put his hand on the outside to better feel Logan’s wriggles, and when Logan stilled, Remus pressed his hand in, feeling Logan’s small form through the layer of his own flesh. Logan shoved back.

Remus grinned, patting his stomach again. “Hope you’re comfy,” he said. “You’re gonna be in there a while.”

There was a slight shift, but Logan seemed to be settled.

Remus finished his shower and got out. Leaving his dirty clothes scattered across the bathroom floor, he started for the door, then paused. Remus preferred to sleep in the buff, but he had been firmly informed that he wasn’t to wander the mindscape that way. He summoned a pair of clean boxers with a wave of his hand, then sank out to find Patton again.

Patton was still on the couch talking to Virgil, but they paused as Remus rose up.

“Are… are you wearing Roman’s shorts?” Virgil asked.

Remus looked down. He’d only specified ‘clean’ when summoning them, but sure enough, his boxers were red with little gold crowns. He shrugged. “Roman actually does laundry.” Grinning at Patton, he asked, “Eat me now?”

“Shrink first,” Patton reminded him, so Remus summoned the device again.

He took a moment adjusting the settings, and then activated it. There was a bright flash of sickly green light with just a tinge of blue, and when the spots in his eyes cleared, Remus saw a gigantic hand reaching for him. Of course, the hand wasn’t really gigantic; Remus was simply very small. Even smaller than he’d made Logan, in fact, barely over an inch tall. Patton pinched him between two fingers to pick him up, and Remus wriggled excitedly as he was lifted. He felt a thrill run down his spine, and butterflies in his stomach.

“Ready, kiddo?”

Remus nodded. “Eat me!”

“Okay, in you go,” Patton said, popping Remus into his mouth like a piece of candy. Remus landed on Patton’s tongue, promptly falling on his face. All light vanished as Patton closed his mouth, and then the really fun part began. Patton’s tongue quickly slickened with saliva, and Patton started moving him around. Remus relaxed into it, letting Patton do whatever he wanted.

Remus honestly had no idea how long he spent being nothing more than an oral stim toy, but he loved every second of it. Patton kept moving him around, pressing him against the roof of his mouth, holding him gently between his teeth and nibbling lightly on him, even pushing him slightly out of his mouth to drape across his lower lip for a few seconds before licking him back inside. Patton and Virgil continued their conversation as well, and although Remus was far too small and indifferent to make out the meaning of any of the words that rumbled around him, the sensation of lying on the middle of Patton’s tongue while Patton spoke was indescribably excellent.

Eventually, though, it had to come to an end. Patton took a drink of water, washing Remus down his throat. He landed in a pile of half-digested food.

“Ooh, it’s gross in here!” Remus said, delighted. Patton must have been snacking. With any luck, he’d eat some more snacks, and Remus could have more sludge to enjoy. However, Remus knew that while his current size was excellent for being played with in a mouth, he’d enjoy Patton’s stomach much more at a larger one. He snapped his fingers, signaling the device to go to its second stage. Remus shot up in height, nearly filling the entire space. He had to fold himself up a bit now, settling into the chyme. The stomach walls pressed in around him, and Remus was fairly certain he could feel Patton’s hand on the other side of the fleshy wall. He pushed back to let him know he was doing fine.

The pressure released, and Remus grinned to himself, rubbing his full stomach. This was excellent. Curled up safely inside of Patton, with Logan tucked snugly away in his own stomach, Remus relaxed, falling contentedly asleep.

~~~

Some time later, Roman came into the living room. Finding Virgil and Patton there, he asked, “Either of you seen Remus lately?”

Virgil glanced to Patton, who put a hand on his stomach and said, “Oh, I ate him. Do you need him for something? I could summon him.” He lifted his hand with the offer, ready to call Remus up.

“No, no, that’s fine!” Roman said quickly, holding his hands out to stop Patton. “He just hasn’t annoyed me in a few hours, and I wanted to make sure he wasn’t off causing problems on purpose somewhere else instead.”

“I think he’s asleep,” Patton said, hands back on his stomach. “He hasn’t moved in a while.”

Roman smiled. “Good. He can’t wreak havoc while he’s asleep.” He sank out, and a few seconds later, rose up again. “By the way, do you know where Logan is? I wanted to ask him to proofread my play, but he’s not in his room.”

“We have a pretty good guess,” Virgil said, tossing something to Roman, who turned it over in his hands.

It was a round silver disk, about two inches across, and ringed about the edge with two bands of light, one green and the other dark blue. Roman recognized it at once, and it only took him a few moments to decipher the meaning of the symbols displayed on its surface. His brother was roughly six inches tall; Logan was even smaller, about half an inch tall, and his height was tied to Remus’s.

“Ah,” Roman said, tossing the device back to Virgil, who put it down on the end table. “I’ll ask him later, then.”

#mine #nommy thoughts #writing #my writing #matryoshka #foodplay #mouthplay #mawshot #guts #recursive vore #sanders sides #remus #logan #patton

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