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I've been using it as my primary messenger for like a year now, and six months ago on my self-hosted version I bridged (most of) my discord stuff and have been using matrix as an alternative front for my discord dm's since.

they've also been caught handing data over to the police without a warrant or reasonable suspicion. Data that they likely collected by using automated tools to scan random messages and flag them:

The past few years have seen major attacks on sexual content. Porn bans in multiple states, credit card companies forcing online shops to remove completely legal adult content, and now forcing adults to hand over their goddamn ID's just to use services they've had access to for years. At some point we have got to ditch these companies when they pull stunts like this because it just. keeps. escalating.

My brows furrowed. His shirt... said "Daddy."

"You want me to call you daddy?" I said, waiting for him to break out into the huge belly laugh of his. He loves teasing me.

He grabbed the remote and switched over to Netflix. "I'm gonna put on a movie," he said. "And you're going to lay your head right here." He patted the hefty bulge of his underwear. "And when daddy gets hard, you're going to take care of that for me, right?"

We stared at each other. I couldn't believe what he was saying. But still, I laid on the couch. His crotch had a bit of musk. Warmth wafted off it. Again, I waited for him to start laughing.

He smiled down at me. "You know, I really do want you to call me 'daddy,'" he said.

I licked my lips. "Thanks for the loads... daddy."

He laughed. "Well. See, that hesitation, I don't like it. I want it to be realllll natural. So I think it's time I made our exchange more equitable." When I raised a brow, he smirked. "You got to suck my dick, so it's only fair my dick gets to suck you."

I turned to face his cock just in time to watch the head flare. The world went dark. The scent of cum filled my lungs. Wet, tight flesh clung to my head.

Before I could register what was happening, he'd gotten my shoulders in his urethra.

"Shh, it's okay," my brother said, rubbing circles against my back. "I'm just gonna pack you in my balls and cum-digest you. Then when you get out, you'll be my son."

The greedy walls pressed against my body, dragging my further and further inside his length.

"God, you love it, don't you? You love being my cock snack."

It was too tight to manage any words. I could barely manage any thoughts. This was all too impossible. Maybe I'd gotten high.

The warmth consumed more and more of my body until my shivering toes sank into the hungry cock. My brother moaned. A load gurgle sounded beneath me, and then everything moved fast. Twists. Turns. My body bent in ways I didn't think were possible, and somehow it only barely hurt.

It was over as fast as it began. The passage deposited me in some tight passage filled with viscous liquid. Oh. I was in one of my brother's testicles.

"Fuck, you look so hot in there," my brother said. I could feel his arms and legs rubbing over me. Every breath I took smelled and tasted of semen. It was so hot in there. The world spun.

"What're you doing?" I asked.

"Fucking churning you into my spunk, son," my brother said. He grunted, and the chamber tightened around me. "Fuuuck. Daddy's gonna need to snuff you in his nuts every fucking day. Yeah? You like the idea of belonging to daddy's cock?"

"I feel weird," I said.

He laughed. "Well, yeah. You're getting cum-digested. Idiot." The space tightened again. My body felt wrong when it stopped. Misshapen. It didn't hurt, but it was like I was... soft. Gooey.

Before I could pull away, his feet shoved my head right inside his ass.

An hour later, stomach crusty with a couple of loads, my brother asked the person on the other end of the line, "So like, he's definitely just mush now. What's that reforming spell? Hello? Hello?"

I’ve always been too nervous to admit my vore kink to any of the guys I’ve hooked up with. I just assumed that they would find it weird, so I try to get them to cater to my fantasies without realising it. Stuff like getting them to use their tongue around my body as much as they wanted, or say I looked delicious. Most of the time they didn’t give it a second thought, but the last guy I met was different.

Perhaps I hadn’t made it as subtle by asking him to lick my face, but without any more guidance he managed to give me exactly what I wanted. He moaned along with me as he slobbered all over my face, acting as though he was desperate to taste every bit of flavour I had to offer. After a passionate kiss to finish, I gasped for air when he pulled away, smiling and panting as he stared into my eyes with an intense desire for more.

“I bet the rest of you tastes just as good too, plus you’d be nice and filling!” As if hearing him say that wasn’t surprising enough, I was overwhelmed with excitement as his maw descended over my face, a hand sneaking around the back of my head so he could push it past his lips and into the dark, dripping cavern. With a powerful gulp, my head was squeezed into the grip of his throat, slowly massaging me down towards his stomach as he kept swallowing.

Just being eaten was already pleasurable for me, yet things kept getting better when he went out of his way to jerk me off as I made my way deeper inside him, stroking slowly so he could keep me on the edge for as long as possible. Once he felt me tense up as I reached my limit, he quickly slipped my cock past his lips and began swallowing quickly, letting me cum to the feeling of my legs sliding down his gullet before they were fully sealed away with the rest of me.

"You wanna join him?" my nephew asked.

Mason shook his gut, messing with the man trapped inside, and still contemplating whether or not he'd let the twink inside out, or just melt him on the spot and keep him...

FUCK ICE

FUCK MAGA

FREE PALESTINE

FREE CONGO

FUCK FACISM

NEW VORE CONTENT! THIS TIME OUR VORE THIEF STRIKES BACK 😵‍💫👅

Some good belly teasing while the resident is still inside the gut 😂😳

Picture Source: @lucydonaghan

Danny was upset that a group of college students didn't pay a single tip for the large meal they had ordered. He found it rather rude to not even tip just once. He was very vocal about it that it was loud enough for those very customers to hear his complaint.

As Danny was coming back to clear away some of the dishes, one of the college students waved him over. He came over to where the guy was. "How can I help you, Sir?" He asked, still annoyed that no one tipped on the large order.

"I can't help but hear that you didn't recieve a tip. And I understand your frustration." Peter paused with a smile. "I do want to tip you for something." He added.

"Well, thank you." Danny acknowledge. Finally, someone had sense among the group of college students. He waited to see how much the guy was going to tip him. Suddenly the guy grabbed him by the waist and lifted him towards his mouth. The guy's mouth grew wide and engulfed his head. As he tried to keep from being eaten, some of the others help to shove him into their friend's mouth. By the time he was waist deep, he was stuck and being swallowed in. After a few gulps, He was bound tightly in the guy's stomach. He tried calling for help, but all he heard was the laughter of the guy and his friends who he said such bad things about moments earlier.

"Should not have said such nasty things about me and my friends back there. Now, you was just a tasty meal for me." Peter paused as he rubbed his full belly, much to the delight of his college buddies. "Just shut up in there and accept your fate. My food never escapes my stomach. That pretty much goes for you as well, my tasty meat." He let out a loud burp from feeling of his meal struggling and squriming in his stomach. He rather enjoyed the guy's defiance in the face of his impending doom of being digested. He had no hope of getting out no way no how.

"That is so funny. They guy still trying to fight for his life in your belly. I hope he knows it's a losing battle." Oliver laughed as he saw the poor victim continuing to squirm in his friend's stomach.

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Rick leaned back, his gut pushed in front him and his cock rutting against the mass of flesh. Unlike other orey before this was the most erotic time he’d ever had swallowing someone. The light squirming was pushing him over the edge as usual but it was the fact that his gut this time was rounder without the pained struggles, firmer to the touch, more hot to rib and think with satisfaction that someone willingly fed themselves to him. That the resulting beach ball around his waist was a human inside him.