#pred oc

you're hanging out with your friend, and their friend who you've only just met.

this person is small, maybe the size of a raggedy anne doll. She's not a tiny, but she's a way away from being a regular sized person.

You're feeling a little bit hungry, but when your friend offers you something to eat, you refuse.

and so you talk for a while, the three of you. you learn this new person studies bio, going for a masters, and she does bug taxidermy - you forget what she called it.

it gets a little less awkward as the conversations progress, you get used to each other and then your friend goes off for a bathroom break. leaving the two of you alone.

it's quiet for a moment, something sits in the air.

your stomach lets out a deep, prolonged growl. you excuse yourself. she laughs self-consciously, and tries to say something to you, but you're already on the move.

you act swiftly, and make sure you get her head in your mouth quickly, and by the time she can make a noise, her voice is muffled by your throat.

you feel her struggling with your throat muscles, and it almost activates your gag reflex, but you ignore the ticklish, irritation, and swallow. You have to use some force, as you don't usually get prey this large. You swallow hard, feeling the prey make gradual progress down

there is a very real sinking feeling in your chest. it's immensely satisfying, you take one last big gulp, then you follow the sensation as your hungry stomach is suddenly filled with a bounty of a meal.

You can watch as your belly swells out as the prey finds itself at it's last destination.

you look down at your mid-section curiously. If you tighten your core, you can make your body look relatively non-suspicious. Just a bit of an outward curve. But if you relax, it's easier to see how full you look.

You look pretty stuffed. Like you've just had a big dinner. You feel your belly cutting into your pants, which now feels too tight.

you look over to the empty chair where your prey was sitting before you decided to eat. Her jacket is still on it, and her bag is still on the floor. You belch loudly, it catches you by surprise.

You don't really know where to go from here. it was a spur of the moment decision. You feel the person kicking your gut, which is a funny feeling. you've never had prey so big - usually it's barely perceptible, but this is noticeable. It doesn't hurt, but you can definitely feel when she tries striking your stomach walls.

watching carefully, you can notice your belly move on it's own, as she pushes against your skin. You notice lumps and slight bulges appearing and she moves inside your stomach. You laugh quietly at the realisation. you've never been able to actually see your prey wriggling in your gut before. it's kind of satisfying, or engaging. but it's also a bit much; you've never had food that puts such a strain on your stomach.

you scratch your belly, thinking about it. it's kind of uncomfortable, how full you feel. You feel a little groggy, maybe a nap would help.

you run your hands over your stomach, feeling how taut it is through your shirt. Yes, time to rest, and get all this digested.

You lie down on you friend's couch, and rest your hands on your tummy, feeling the prey's body just under your skin, and feeling the grumbling of your stomach as it gets to work.

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Your friend comes back in, apologising for taking so long

they start to say "hey, where's (x)?" but they stop when they see you up close.

as you turn over to get up, your stomach sloshes and gurgles, you burp again.

"I thought you said you weren't hungry"

"I wanted to have room," you explain, as you pat your full stomach.

your friend is probably mad at you, but you feel smug about the situation. You know they'll understand - you can't help your instincts, and they shouldn't have left a predator alone with a perfectly edible prey.

"I thought you two were getting along"

You shrug, "eh..."

your friend mutters something under their breath, frustrated. but you just yawn, stretching your arms above your head, feeling the contents of your stomach bubble as you move.

"okay, time for you to go home."

And here he is! The spooky boi. His ghost and Human form! I decided to call him Shade because spooky ghost. I'm not very creative with names XD

- He/Him

- About 7 f. 3 in. (ghost) and 5 f. 10 in. (Human)

- Lived during the 1700s

- Was a pirate in his life

- Died at the age of 37

- Was cursed to linger even after death (still gotta make up a lore reason as to why)

- Was forced to watch his family die in Front of him without being able to stop it

- Driven mad by grief and guilt, He spent his remaining life at sea, causing pain and havoc

- He would often swallow his prisoners whole and digest them alive because he's terrible like that

- Though, much to his dismay, He cannot digest any living being as a ghost

And that's why his ghost form is a nonfatal pred c:

Not because He wants to but because He literally cannot digest anyone xD

Soo as a redemption Arc I had this idea that Shade becomes a sort of guide for lost souls. Lost souls that are sent to the After life and have to be ferried to the other side.

It's a sort of punishment for Shade for All the harm He has caused. At first he is very unhappy and annoyed but over time He does start to care for These tiny, little, helpless beings in his care. Though he would never admit to it lmao.

He's still a massive grump, but he does take his role as guardian very seriously and will protect the souls in his care with his life.

He Transports adult souls inside his belly for safe keeping. But the children souls He carries around in a belly pouch, like a kangaroo, with the Kids as little joeys c:

I will Post more about it in the future! I personally love this concept but tell me what you guys think!

Here is the creature the Guardians have to fend off to protect souls: Demons!

-They were Guardians once, until they corrupted their purpose

-They either ate or harmed Souls, basically doing the exact opposite a Guardian should do, condemning them

-Now they have to swallow the energy/life force of the souls to stay alive-Can become one with the Shadows

-Fly through the sky in a bird-like form

They are basically all the people who didn't care about the Second chance. The ones who chose to continue doing awful things and threw away any opportunity to be better. They abused and hurt the souls in their care, so they are now forever cursed.

Idk if they can ever come back from that. Idk if they will ever be able to reverse that process and become a guardian again. It would be nice but I also want this to Stick. It's a huge consequence and I don't want it to be easily reversable. Kinda takes away the punishment. Like, what happens to someone if they're offered the chance to be better but refuse to take it over and over and over again? I mean, there should be consequences to that, right?

The souls that are killed and/or devoured are gone forever btw. They don't go to heaven or hell. They're completely eradicated.

Fabius is a genderfluid witch .Their power mainly is transformation ,usually turning adventurers into Guinea Pigs before eating them as "Guinea Pigs belong in my belly"

Fabius is greatly influenced by Circe from the Odyssey

@themousefromfantasyland @ariel-seagull-wings @theancientvaleofsoulmaking @countesspetofi

Gentle male pred x scared smaller prey

The sounds of the living room tv echoed through your apartment, your predator boyfriend sleepily staring at it as you snored in his arms. Curled up against him, you nuzzled into his soft chest just as your favorite tv show turned on, making him chuckle as you sunk a bit into his t-shirt.

Before you passed out from sleep exhaustion, he had been petting your cute little head all night to help destress from the day. Work and troublesome people for 8+ hours had took its tole on you, making you worn and pissed off at everything when the day ended. Now home, your hubby did what he does best and snuggled you. Getting relaxing kisses and massages as you unwinded, his larger hands doing most of the work as he whispered cute nothings into your ears.

He kept you snug against him as you slowly drifted off to a restless sleep, the only thing keeping him from joining you in slumberland was your obnixous snoring. It sounding like a cheese grater shreding a tuba while it was playing "Hot Cross Buns" backwards. He tried to block it out with TV noises but nothing worked.

You, on the other hand, was compketely unbothered as cute images in your dreams danced in your head. That is until the cuteness started to die as you began to shift in his arms. Whimpering and fidgeting came from you as the dream turned weird nightmare played in your head, alerting your pred as he slowly sat up and stared at you.

"Mmmmh....N-No! Please! I-I don't wanna die!" You whimper, tears dripping down your sleeping face as you suddenly kicked his soft tummy. Him stiffling a pain filled groan as he gently grasped your small shoulders. "AAAAAAHHH!" You scream, tears still flowing down your face as you tried to break fear.

The nightmare getting intense as you though that something was strangling you, spazing and shaking in your hubby's grasp. His deep voice of your pred caling out to you as he tries waking you up, shaking you as you struggled.

"A-Are you alright, little one?" He gently asked, kissing your forehead and gripping you firmly. His warm wet tiubge suddenly going across your face as yiur salty tears tasted sweet to him, using his saliva as a calming agent. It helping calm you down as its scent woke you.

"N-No! DON'T...oh....I..." You look at him, feeling his soft gaze let you relax once more as he stared at you intimately.

"You had a nightmare hun. Tell me about it." He reassured, settling you down on his large lap.

"it was...weird and scary. I thought somethung was trying to kill me." You explain, sighing a bit. "...it sounded like you...and acted like you too.."

My tumblr peeps, gather round, i have made another pred. Now the choice is yours!

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