#rachenphobie

[rachenphobie]

MNAM

#rachenphobie #soft vore #v/ore #safe vore #vo/re #monster vore #mawshots #mawshot

[nom-central]

When it goes eerily silent and the prey is out of breath, hiding somewhere, and then either spit drips on them or the predator passes right by.

Oh, fearplay and stuff huh? I can see the appeal but I have to be in a specific mood for it

I can imagine the suspense and the tenseness of the situation, with the prey thinking they finally got until the pred quietly reminds them that They Did Not, Actually

#vore talk #answered #fearplay #unwilling vore #rachenphobie

[smokeygear]

midnight snack Letha belongs to @rachenphobie

#my art #soft vore #safe vore #vo/re #vor/e

[tiedvore]

@rachenphobie this is about you.... in a nice way

#but anyone can reblog this i do not care #actually i changed my mind you must reblog this #fatal vore #fatal vore tw #v ore #v.ore #v/ore #sfw vore #endosoma #extreme cuddling #implied digestion

[philicheesecake]

Slogan for a hard vore/scary vore server I’m on! I don’t condone murder lol, I just find scary vore fun! :D

@rachenphobie @smokeygear @manic-mistress

#hardvore #hard vore #fear play #scary vore #unwilling vore #fatal vore #murder for joy #martin #letha #imperium #murder mouth #eli arawn #jo

[kustovshik]

hehe angry bear

Letha belongs to @rachenphobie

#doodle #kust drawing #Letha #not my character #sketchy gift for a friend #:) #she angery #can't draw #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

[debiteful]

Letha Goes to School

Little story for @rachenphobie featuring her two characters Catherine and Letha; I highly recommend reading about the characters and seeing the other content for them ^-^

This story takes place at college, and features Catherine not being able to eat for most of the day, so then Letha takes over and gets them fed.

Content: soft vore, fatal vore, digestion mentioned, extreme hunger, something along the lines of possession, transformation, monstrous pred, eating nonfood

Feet pounding on paving stones. Distant, indistinct chatter. Gnawing hunger in my middle.

Catherine ran along well known paths to get to the cafeteria. Why did the professor have to go so long over time? Questions should be asked after class, not during; who cares if everyone could benefit from the answer! She would benefit from actually being able to eat today.

She burst through the first set of doors, but the second ones were locked up. Panting, she checked the time- 1:01. Well shoot. If only the staff weren't such sticklers for timing!

Frustrated, she leaned against the wall to weigh her options. All the nearby restaurants were too far away or had too long of wait times to get food before class. She had some chips in her dorm, but all that running made her parched. What else?

Let me out. A growl escaped her throat- was it Catherine who made that sound? Then she shook her head. A few deep breaths banished the numb sensation creeping through her body. She wasn't going to miss a day of classes for that.

Several hours later, the pangs of hunger from her stomach pushed aside, Catherine was still in the administrative building. Her prof had rejected a couple of the sources for a moderately important paper, so she now roved the gaps between rows and rows of bookshelves. She muttered call numbers under her breath, on the hunt for information.

Books in hand, she finally had time to get a bite to eat. The campus was all but abandoned at this hour. The sun was well below the horizon, only a faint pale glow on the western horizon.

As she carried her precious cargo, she absently felt for her wallet. Her wandering hand began to pat pockets with more violence as panic welled up. Where was it?

Flashes of memory brought images of it laying on the shelf beside the door. 

She stopped, eyes losing focus. She waivered between pushing onward and hoping she had some cash on her and turning back to get her wallet. Maybe it was best to just eat those stupid chips.

If only there was someone she could call to fetch it for her. If only there was someone who could've brought her food between classes. If only…

There was someone. Someone always watching, always ready to leap to her defense. 

Blurred vision became consumed by darkness. Limbs numb, then body weightless. No more worries.

Letha scratched her belly, feeling it grumble. She licked her lips and ambled forward. Her dark fur let her blend into the deep shadows of the night. 

Some poor sap bumped right into her belly, bouncing off with a shocked yelp. With a lazy grin she reached down, fur extending from her hands to wrap around him. His struggles were meaningless, easily ignored by the ravenous beast.

She lifted him up, fur entangling his flailing limbs. She opened her maw wide and pushed him in, feeling her throat stretch as she gulped hungrily. His muffled cries meant so little, and his less restricted struggles thudded softly against her insides.

Still unsatisfied, she continued onward to find a new place to lurk. It was a quiet night so she dipped into garbage cans to get a little extra sustenance in her belly.

Catherine didn't say a word against it, unsure what was going on exactly anyway. She just let herself go into the dreamlike bliss of numb ignorance. What happened out there wasn't her concern, Letha was acting on her own; Catherine would benefit in the end.

When the transformation finally reverted, Catherine took a moment to compose herself, and dispose of some excess rubbish Letha had thought looked good. She tried not to think about what still remained in her bloated belly. Her stomach was taught and sore, but this sensation was much more bearable than the hunger pangs of before. She rubbed her full belly to soothe it.

Thankfully she knew this town well and was able to go collect her library books from where they had fallen during the transformation. Hugging them to her chest, she hurried back home.

Hopefully she could get some sleep before the day began anew. Despite the satisfying full stomach, the way it got so full certainly wasn't appealing. The lack of detailed memory of the nights hunting was a blessing, though what she did know was disturbing. She expected some unpleasant dreams to accompany her sleep. 

#soft vore #fatal vore #digestion #monster pred #human prey #transformation #possession #hunger #starving #college au #debiteful writing

[rachenphobie]

For Discord buddy

#v/ore #soft vore #safe vore #unwilling vore #dinosaur vore #vo/re #rachenphobie #mawshot

[rachenphobie]

Heavy wip 

#v/ore #soft vore #safe vore #vo/re #foxglove #rachenphobie #vore animation

[rachenphobie]

a good sweet happy pred for you guys

#vo/re #soft vore #willing vore #safe vore #dragon vore #dragon pred #v/ore #rachenphobie #ya i know its a surprise from me but she is missing a wing and is still happy anyway

[rachenphobie]

#foxglove #vo/re #v/ore #belly #dragon pred #rachenphobie #soft vore #safe vore #monster vore #dragon vore #monster pred

[rachenphobie]

Jerkface Marius belongs to @smokeygear​

#marius #grace #v/ore #vo/re #safe vore #soft vore #smokeygear #rachenphobie

[rachenphobie]

Oh, to be inhabited by a parasitic monster that takes over your body and eats people only to leave you with part of their kill afterwards, leaving you with a tight stomach full of things you wish you couldn't think about and things that would make you gain a few pounds to remind you what a horrible monster shares your body.

#rachenphobie #v/ore #vo/re #fatal vore #digestion mention

[rachenphobie]

my monster

@smokeygear​

#vore internal #v/ore #vo/re #soft vore #safe vore #extreme cuddling #rachenphobie #the one exception where im fine with it

[rachenphobie]

Lizard. Lizard lizard lizard. Lizard? Lizard.

Salamander

#sebastian #rachenphobie #v/ore #vo/re #pred oc

[rachenphobie]

We always think of the drama of a prey's life coming to an end, but if the predator had spun out of control or something of the sort, imagine the emotional and mental toll that would take on them. They would feel like an absolute monster and beat themselves up for it. Sometimes there is more going on with the predator than the prey, after all, they are still alive and have to live with that knowledge of their mistake.

#rachenphobie #v/ore #vo/re #digestion mention #fatal vore