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mango-ribs · 1 year
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cw: Possessive Pred
You know, many prey are teased for being nothing more than a meal, born to be food and always will be. Some even pride themselves on it, serving themselves up to any hungry predator on a silver platter.
But not you, my dear.
You are not food, you’re not prey. When I met you, you weren’t scared. You didn’t shy away even as I drooled with hunger because you knew that being an easy meal was not who you were.
Until I made it that way.
I made you into prey. You are only a meal for me, and I intend to keep it that way. You deny it and maybe weep some sweet tears, but you know deep down no-one else could do this to you like I do. On your own, you are a being - But to me you will always be just a tasty snack.
And I don’t care how many times I get to prove that to you.
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I’m finding myself finally understanding robo vore/endo but in very niche situations.
Like imagine a daycare worker or an attendant of some kind to this entertainment animatronic. They work with kids so they’re always exhausted lol. The animatronic is like twice the size of them and sentient. They get along fine, though it’s not really understood how sentient the animatronic is.
The animatronic is nice to the worker and vice versa bc it’s in their nature but it’s really just assumed that the animatronic is following programming to keep kids content and all that jazz. the worker finds it uplifting none the less.
And like, for some reason or another, the attendant ends up in their stomach/chest hatch. Maybe for a safety lockdown, maybe to fix something, maybe because the kids were finally too damn much and they couldn’t take it that day, they were prone to falling asleep standing and the animatronic took charge.
And this was supposed to be a normal, albeit uncommon thing. It’s professional. It’s a safety procedure even.
But the worker finds themselves closed into the robot that has been kind to them, that is literally programmed to be charming, likeable. And they find themselves tuning into the whirrs and clicks of machinery, And they find it….. comforting??? Pleasant?? It might be freaky being at the mercy of machines but it was pleasant being so close. This was their co-worker… their friend? The more time they spend in there the more they realize that yes, these interactions are real and alive. Maybe the animatronic and worker are chatting while this is all going down, and that conversation really hammers it in. They’re inside a kind caring and strong robot who thinks highly of them. They’re the closest they can be.
And the robot, Who now currently has the only adult human that treats them like a person, is stunned. They’ve had other maintenance workers in there from time to time, and it didn’t really matter at all. Not good or bad. Now, this human, who they genuinely care about, is quite literally protected by the robot’s thick layers of metal and machine. The human is protected by something way way way more durable. it can feel it’s power have to work just a little harder to compensate for that weight, their joints moving just a bit slower. And the robot feels a sense of pride. The robot finds something that drives it outside of its programming. The worker.
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spoopy-but-safe · 4 months
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Hello everyone!
I trashified another stuffed animal!
My boyfriend knows me well. So well that he saw a huge plush shark for sale at the store he works at and decided I had to have it as a christmas gift... Specifically because it has a huge, open mouth with a seam in the back of it. I named my shark Galileo!
It took me a bit to get the fabric for this, but I got it and sat down to do this a couple days later.
Here's some before pictures:
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It was pretty straightforward to unpick the stitches across the back of his mouth... Even though I've lost my seam ripper and had to do it with scissors 🤦
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I then made a pouch, following the same procedure I did when I made Oliver's.
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It was a bit harder this time to sew the pouch into the back of the mouth.
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The pink fabric of the mouth is very rigid, so sewing it was kind of tedious. I poked my fingertips a lot this time, and accidentally stabbed the back of my thumb hard at one point.
But, the sore fingers are worth it to me for this result:
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Because Galileo is so much bigger than Oliver, I can fit my entire arm in his pouch up to the shoulder like this:
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And another trashification project is done! Now I just need to find a stuffed animal big enough for me to climb into...
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cybersoldier82 · 1 year
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don-v-world · 9 months
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Something I did in the past months and I was being too lazy to post it.. but here is! another lovely pic I did of my dear friend Visu doing some growls and rubs, I felt inspired to make an outside shot to show how this looks (and hear) when he does this
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scketchorinopop · 1 year
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pls you gotta do golurk vore
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ask and thou shalt receive first time drawing Golurk, I hope I did well!!
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also concept art!!!
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sweetvinny · 3 months
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"Sweet Friend"
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[safe noms, self insert prey, plush vore (?)]
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it was weird, you were a magical girl, but you'd grown rather close to this small witch. You'd feed her cakes and tea and other sweets.
even though you were a magical girl, this witch seemed to be different from the rest. They never tried to harm you like any other witch.
You called them bebe, as that's one of the words the witch often mumbled. You two would often go together fighting other witches and familiars. Both or you had now grown quite trusting of eacother.
One night though, you had particularly trouble sleeping. Your little witch friend noticed this and nudged at you a bit.
"Ah! Bebe, do you need something?"
Bebe shook her head and mumbled something in her witch language. You pieced together that it was about you.
"Oh, don't worry about me..I'm just having a little bit of problems going to bed.."
You laughed it off, but bebe seemed inclined to help. You sighed reluctantly and agreed to let her help you.
"Alright...as you wish! Just get on with it, I have school in the morning."
Just as you finished your sentence, bebe opened their mouth and unleashed "charlotte," a huge snake like clown witch. You gasped a little as they opened their mouth.
"You want me...to go in there..?"
You asked, taken aback. The witch nodded. You gulped and nodded.
"a...alright..I trust you..."
Nervously, you reached down to touch their tongue. Much to your suprise, it was soft and plush, almost feeling like a quilt. You giggled and put your other hand in, now sticking your head into their mouth.
you hefted yourself further down their maw, now having your knees on their tongue as well. You had started to crawl a bit when bebe gulped.
You yelped in suprise at the sudden movement. She gulped again, pushing you right at their throat. You pulled yourself a little forward and they gulped once again.
In their throat, it felt much more squishy but still not unpleasant. You were squeezed down a few more times until you were squished down into their stomach. Dropping down, it felt like a pillow fort more than the stomach of a witch.
You crawled around and found a spit with cheese shaped pillows, yawning and curling into a comfortable sleeping position. The dim stomach was warm, and you were glad you trusted bebe for this.
"Goodnight bebe, see you in the morning.." you said happily. Soon drifting into sleep.
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gengarglutton · 3 months
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I've been playing a LOT of the new update for Cu.lt O.f T.he La.mb.
And I have pred-crushes.
(POSSIBLE SPOILER WARNING)
Lam.bert: An unassuming pred, an herbivorous beast reborn with the sharp teeth of a predator thanks to Th.e On.e W.ho Wai.ts. I feel they would devour their flock on a whim, for a sacrifice, or even to help comfort a follower/their followers. But, Lamb.ert can be a scary pred when they want to be.
Narin.der: A sadistic and merciless deity. He is one to occasionally be picky about his meals. Sometimes he wants a specific treat and will send Ba.al and/or Ay.m to retrieve it. But, not even his attendants are safe from his appetite. He will devour them and relish in their struggles until they are reduced to naught but a thick soup, he still values them (though he won't admit it) so they're shortly reformed after he's finished churning them. Sometimes he'll devour one, but not the other. Even Lamb.ert isn't spared from their deity's appetite (at least before post-game content).
Ba.al and Ay.m: Stoic guardians willing to comfort and protect by any means. Would definitely be soft, seemingly uncaring, and intimidating preds if they were added to the cult. With post-game content, they'd FOR SURE get Narin.der back for eating them so many times. As soon as they meet Narin.der, they taunt and tease the one they called a god for so long.
Any/all digestion is non-fatal and painless for all those involved.
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nomminmothdragon · 1 year
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You're welcome, anyone who needed this. <3 (Base used from CorrieZodori)
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I been drinking tonight NGL so iiihhhh overaffectionae drunk prey? Cuddle sleepy drunk prey/observers????
-Squish (and ILU too Lex!!)
I TRIED TO ANSWER THIS BUT I LOST SERVICE AND LOST MY TYPED UP ANSWER
So so so so so good.
Especially when the people involved already know eachother
Prey that’s a little wobbly leaning on the pred for support, telling them how nice they are for keeping an eye on them
Preds catching prey with one arm and the prey being a flustered mess.
Prey in a stomach that’s active and moving and they’re having such a fun time squirming and feeling the stomach do it’s thing.
Prey and observers that are comfortable enough to just face plant into a preds belly bc they’ve wanted to for so long and their inhibitions are gone
Observer walking into a pred eating their prey the pred is ready to frantically explain it’s all okay when the observer comes right over, practically drapes themselves over the pred and tells them how amazing that was and coo and poke at their belly.
Preds that aren’t used to having people so forward. It’s very flattering and flustering and they can’t charm the prey into stopping bc the prey is so into it.
Preds triple checking that their prey does actually want to be eaten and reminding them that they’re drunk. Just being the most respectful about where they put their hands and how they speak to the prey so they feel safe and comfortable while the pred is in charge
DD friend but it’s just a pred who walks everyone back home a couple blocks away
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spoopy-but-safe · 2 years
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Been thinking of small, barely visible tum bulges a lot lately. I think I mentioned this in my trope list forever ago, I don't remember.
It's so sweet and nice to me in a way I could never properly explain to someone outside the community.
Someone looking from the outside in would likely not even notice a small bump, or wouldn't think anything of it if they did... But in reality, it's someone being held safely just out of sight.
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cybersoldier82 · 1 year
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Ok, there’s been a problem in the vore community that I feel I need to address because it’s plagued my friends for too fucking long now.
✨Ahem✨
To all the nsfw blogs out there…
RESPECT THE FUCKING DNIS OF PPL WHO DONT WANT NSFW ACCTS SUCH AS YOURSELF FOLLOWING THEM!
You people will fight tooth and nail to make ppl respect your dni yet you will willingly like and follow minors/ppl who DONT want you interacting with their stuff, it’s a double standard and I’m gonna call you out for it/neg.
I’ve heard this so many times from fellow minors such as myself in the vore community and it makes me sick, you don’t want minors following/interacting with your content yet you will willingly ignore their dni, that’s not fucking fair you asshats.
And to all of you who are abt to say “oh, uh, it’s a fetish” it’s not for some, much like ME it’s a comfort/ coping mechanism/escape from this shitty reality we live in, and to the others who are gonna say “erm well minors shouldn’t be involved with it in the first place” shut your fucking whore mouth that’s gatekeeping and I’m gonna punt you into the sun if you respond to this with that.
I am sick and tired of hearing all of this and having no one address it, so to anyone who sees this and doesn’t like it you can crucify me all you want, I said what I said. So either you stay in your fucking lane and get out of spaces with minors in them or throw yourselves into the sun.
I’m not saying it’s bad to like it as a horny thing, I’m not/gen, all I’m saying is respect the dni’s of others who don’t want nsfw folks interacting with them, ESPECIALLY minors.
That was all for now, thank you for your time💖
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Haiiii sorry for slow uploads I have time this week and will hopefully have a story out, for now have a hangry sheriff. :D
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kayla-crazy-stuffs · 9 months
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Ways to help an ally
I wrote something g/t for Naruto :D
It might be a bit short but welp
TW: This contains nonsexual safe/soft vore, injuries (if you don't like it don't read it)
The 1 vs 1 battles continued, only to bring Sasuke, who had run off on his own, back to the village. Some of those battles were ending, but one of them got a little complicated.
Kiba was fighting a sound ninja named Sakon, who apparently had a twin brother fused with his body, Ukon.
Right now, Kiba was sitting against a tree, carefully hugging Akamaru, who, like him, had been seriously injured.
Kiba was in a worse condition having stabbed himself a couple of times with the kunai to try to kill Ukon, but he separated himself from his body before he could.
The worst part of this situation for the Konohagakure ninja was that the opponent had used an unknown technique and was now only 4 inches tall. If Sakon and Ukon found him now, he'd be completely dead, he's really sure of that.
He sighed as he closed his eyes for a moment, though it didn't take long for them to snap open as a shadow covered him completely. It was a shinobi from the hidden sand village…
The one with the puppets, who was in the chunnin exams… If he's here to face the ninjas from Konoha, Kiba would be in trouble.
“Wow, you Konoha ninja are really weak…” he said, crouching down to one knee as he looked at the shrunken ninja. Kiba kept the distance between himself and the sand ninja.
"Are you here to attack Konoha?" “Hmm..- It seems that you haven't heard that we are Konohagakure's allies again. So, no, they have only asked us for help as reinforcements.”
"So now we are allies and not enemies like last time...?" he asked, a little relieved. "Exactly. Hmmm… Now I have to think of a place to hide you while you're at that size and before the enemy finds us…” Kankuro replied, looking at Kiba and the small dog in his arms carefully.
After thinking for a few seconds, an idea occurred to him but the Konoha ninja was not going to like it at all. “Okay, I have an idea but, you're not going to like it…” he said, making a few hand seals right after he finished speaking. "What did you just do..? I have never seen a technique with those seals…”
“It's a jutsu that only my family knows about… I learned it a few years ago. Now hold your dog close and don't let go." "His name is Akamaru...!" Kankuro sighed. "Okay, okay... Akamaru..." he added, picking the ninja up carefully in his hand.
He brought them closer to his face slowly, letting out another sigh. "Look, now I'm going to do something, don't panic and don't be scared, if you move too much your wound will get worse."
Kiba frowned at him, confused. “Why do you think I'm going to get scared or panic..? What are you going to do?" Kankuro didn't answer, he only brought him closer, but this time to his mouth.
Kiba started to get a little nervous. "Uh.. Kankuro..-?" He didn't have a chance to finish the question when the sand ninja stuffed him into his mouth, snapping it shut with a snap of his teeth when he was completely inside. “H-Hey! Kankuro!" he yelled, feeling Kankuro lick at him and Akamaru, covering them with saliva.
He didn't have time to say another word, Kankuro's tongue pushed them into the back of his mouth, sending them down his throat in one swallow. Kankuro could feel them slide all the way to his stomach, which they soon reached.
Upon entering the stomach, Kiba backed up until he was fully leaning against the walls of the organ. “Kankuro! What the fuck does this mean!? You said that we were allies and that you were going to help us!” he yelled, panicking. He could hear a sigh from Kankuro who gently pressed on the spot they were.
"You'll be fine, if it wasn't like that, I wouldn't have done it... Now calm down and rest for a while... I did the jutsu before for a reason... it lasts 24 hours, so you'll be fine..." he replied softly, although it was obvious that he was a little upset at being accused of being a liar or a traitor.
'So that's what the jutsu was for...?' Kiba thought, relaxing quickly, feeling completely relieved. Finally he decided to listen to his Kankuro, and closed his eyes, falling asleep.
Meanwhile, Kankuro smiled slightly, for some reason this ninja made him go soft. He sighed, fixing his gaze to the front, where his opponent had finally appeared.
This was going to be interesting.
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scketchorinopop · 1 year
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Merry crimble, to all ur bois, may they have a happy holidays and bellies full of prey
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thenk you!!! my present to all the bois this year is a trip to the tum from yours truly, Colmas got his turn first!
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