#preddsworld

ANYTHING FOR MY IDOL~

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here's a fic where Matt, Edd and Tord feed themselves to tom eagerly to his shock and dismay. whether they regret that choice or not is up to the reader~ you could ask but erm.. i don't think they'd give much of a response~ ⚠ this fic contains vore, digestion, weight gain, unwilling/reluctant pred, willing prey, Fatal/Perma vore, this one gets kinda dark?? this is your warning ⚠

Tom was sitting with his roommates, the four of them were good friends. they were all staring up at him with pleading eyes.. how did he get into this mess? the three had asked tom to eat them, and seemed desperate. Tom couldn't believe it.. why would they WANT to be eaten? They had caught Tom eating someone in his monster form a few days ago and Tom was ashamed, but the three didn't seem to mind. it was just now that tom was realizing perhaps they DID mind.. just.. in a different way. Tom was lost in thought, shocked at their request before Edd spoke up. "Tom, you look like you saw a ghost.. whats the matter?~" He asked teasingly in a horny voice, tom backed up from the three but they only came closer. "ugh! what has gotten into you three? for the last time i'm not going to eat you! i doubt i could fit the three of you at once anyways.." Tord chuckled, placing a hand under tom's chin.

"that's fine, go one at a time~ ill go first, ill last the longest after all.." He bragged, sure he'd survive for a while in tom's gut.

"what the fu-- no!! that's not what i mean--" Tord shushed him. "less talking more devouring~ i have a job to do and it's adding to that waistline of yours~"

before tom could respond, tord forced his head into tom's maw, forcing him to swallow as well. although tom couldn't help but admit how amazing he tasted.. "mmhhh..~" he got a little carried away.. he wanted to spit tord out but he tasted so damn good! he wiggled down his throat and tom gulped him down to his now swollen belly.

"see? was that so hard?" Matt chuckled, amazed.. Edd and Matt immediately started rubbing tom's belly. "wow! hes really squirming in there.." Edd said excitedly, Tom groaned. "maybe hes finally regretting his choice.." Edd just shrugged, the two of them by tom's side eager to watch tord slowly digest. Edd pressed down on tom's belly curiously, causing him to belch loudly. "fuck, will he be ok in there? god, tord can you hear me??" no response.. he just struggled and squirmed, causing tom to wince a little.

"ah cmon, he'll be fineee... he can handle a little bit of digestion, right tord?" Matt poked tom's belly, it growled loudly and morbidly in response. "see? he's alright."

it growled more and more as time went on, picking up more and more. the growls soon turned into ominous, wet gurgles from deep inside him..

and eventually tom's stomach got softed and rounder over time.. Edd felt his belly, causing tom to burp again. "man, for someone so confident about this he sure digested quick." Tom's eyes went went white. "what!? fuck, tord are you alright in there??" Grrrowl... "like i said, hes fine. he'll live on as a part of you, anyways~" Matt giggled, sitting on tom's lap pressed up against his belly.

"fuck.. i.. i feel sick. no more please, i'm full. don't you feel bad for him?? why would you want this-- he-- i--" Matt soon forced his hands into tom's mouth in a simalir fashion to tord, Tom tried to get him out this time. but it was no use.. he was sure of his decision. he swallowed him down into his tummy, and soon edd joined him. Edd slid his head inbetween tom's jaws, going down one way or another.. as soon as they were both inside a gross burp went past tom's lips. "god, oh god are you guys ok??" "...guys?" they squirmed in a simalir fashion to tord.. it hurt. tom's stomach ached and he felt guilty. maybe they were just trying to get comfy.. but maybe they regretted what they had done. "fuck ow.!~ god no.. get out! i want you OUT of me!" Tom groaned, pressing on his belly to try and get them out from his insides, but this only caused them to digest faster..

tom felt so bad.. yeah they wanted this but he'd never see the three in one peice again. he kinda wished he could have talked them out of it.. He sighed and pressed his back against the couch, sitting on the floor as he rubbed his belly.

"hope you guys are enjoying this more than me.. urrp.." it didn't take long for matt and edd to digest, tom had gained a lot of weight.. his belly was fat and round as a constant reminder as his roommates fate within him, not to mention his hips.

but tom had a new feeling.. an overwhelming hunger. he needed more, even though he still felt guilty in the end.

he rubbed his belly and tried to stand, feeling so heavy.. "thanks i suppose.. at least you were tasty" he sighed, forcing his clothes to fit over the remains of his ex-friends., and walked off to the bathroom.

END

Seeking warmth

Tom really needed to stop falling asleep in his monster form. When he rolled over and woke up, the first and only thing he noticed was that he was freezing. Even curled up underneath his blanket, he was freezing. Tom tried to separate one instinctual thought from another, but nothing was helping. He rolled out of his bed, huffing quietly. He needed warmth, and he knew where to get it.

Once he had shrunk down, he slid underneath the door, then grew a tiny bit. Tom sniffed the air. The familiar scent of cat hair and cola wasn’t present. Just his luck. He was about to just go back to his room and suck it up, but then he remembered there was another housemate of his that would be more than happy to provide that warmth.

He waddled down the corridor to the room next to his, once again shrinking down to fit underneath the door then growing a tad again. Tord was sleeping, much to Tom's dismay. He had his arms wrapped around this long pillow with an anime girl Tom didn’t recognise on it. He wasn’t much of an anime watcher himself. That didn’t matter, though. He needed to wake Tord up somehow…

Tom was a decent climber. He began climbing the bed frame, swinging himself carefully onto the mattress. He then grabbed onto Tord's arm, pushing himself upwards and swinging his legs over. He leapt onto the sleeping norsk's chest, almost falling over but quickly regaining his balance, and began making his way up to Tord's face. Even all of this quick movement hadn’t warmed him up. Tom huffed again. Once he reached Tord's face, he began patting it to wake him wake up. Those pats quickly turned into slaps, and Tord cracked an eye open.

"Tom..?" The communist murmured, looking down at Tom with a confused expression. Tom made a soft hissing noise, placed one of his hands on Tord's lower lip, the other on his top lip, and began trying to prise Tord's mouth open. The norsk gently plucked Tom away from his mouth, slowly sitting up. He noticed how Tom kept trying to fling himself at Tord's mouth.

"What do you want, Thomas?" Tord asked, a little irritably. Tom made a low shrieking sound, then pointing at Tord's stomach. It was then that Tord noticed just how much the little monster was shivering, and then it clicked. Edd had mentioned this to him before. Tord supposed it made sense, as Edd wasn’t home currently. Late night cola-run. The norsk was abruptly snapped out of his thoughts when Tom tried to fling himself at his face again.

The communist sighed. At least he knew he wouldn’t have to get up for a night snack tonight. He brought Tom closer to his face. As he did, he noted just how much less intimidating Tom looked than usual. He opened his mouth, saliva dripping from the roof of his mouth and the sharp teeth that lined the cavern. Tord then placed Tom's head into his mouth, closing his lips gently around what he assumed to be Tom's shoulders, slurping him up like a noodle. He hadn’t fully processed just how long the monster was, but Tom was more than happy to help Tord fit him inside his mouth. Once all of Tom was inside, he closed his mouth. The norsk didn’t really feel like fearplay, as he was still quite sleepy. Just some simple mouthplay would do.

He began tossing Tom around his mouth with his tongue as well as occasionally wrapping it around him, sometimes even pinning him to the roof of his mouth to properly taste him. His lower jaw was borderline full of saliva. Tord took this as a sign to swallow Tom, which he did. He traced Tom's decent with a finger, down his oesophagus, past his chest and finally into his storage stomach. He couldn’t help the soft sigh and series of purrs that escaped him as he felt Tom squirm into a comfortable position: curled up against a stomach wall. Tord was careful laying down, as again, he was much too tired to even try to be a prick to Tom. His instincts that he never listened to, the ones telling him to store people more often, were celebrating. Tord supposed he quite liked the feeling as he placed a hand on his occupied gut, shuffling a little into a better sleeping position, and letting himself drift off.

~~BONUS~~

Tord woke up the next morning with one of the worst stomachaches he’s ever had. He groaned loudly, pressing into his stomach to try and prevent Tom from completely obliterating his insides.

"Calm down, Thomas. Edd has explained this to you so many times."

"Why did it have to be you??"

If you're reading this; hi. My name's nep and I'm currently looking for people who are into eddsworld, vore and roleplay. I'm doing this because most of my friends either don't know eddsworld, don't like vore or aren't online.

Some RP info about me;

I am 19.

I use the "this for talking"/this for actions response.

I Mostly main Matt/Jon.

The types of vore I do RP; hard, soft, safe, oral, same size and micro/Marco.

Au's are fine as long as I know the role I'll be playing.

anyway, I haven't come back. the reason I even decided to take back this url and write this post was because, almost two years after what happened here, I feel as though I should speak about it, and plus, I was rewatching some of the edd memorial videos, and it.. awakened something in me.

so if ive intrigued you in an explanation, im going to give it:

I was 11 when I got sucked into the preddsworld community. I was dealing with a lot of issues, some I cant even fucking remember, but I know I was a frequent selfharmer (about.. maybe 4 or 5 months clean now? I haven't been keeping track), transferring schools, and undergoing severe bullying.  dear reader, if this somehow got mixed in with the eddsworld tag and you’re just a regular viewer of the tag who has no idea what preddsworld is, it’s the vore side of the fandom. 

yeah, disgusting, I know.

so then drama happened. to an extent, I believe the reaction I received was justified. it was always me who started it, for stupid reasons like, ‘oh, theyre more popular than I am’ and ‘oh they actually have a life but I want this fic written’ (yes, those are actual reasons I started drama), but in some areas, I believe it was taken too far. I remember being suicide baited a few times, probably by the same person too, haha. all of.. this.. turned me into a very sour, bitter person, and in turn, i lashed out on others. i’m still friends with 2 of the 4 ‘main’ people i considered my friends in the preddsworld days. One never forgave me for what I did and rightfully so, and the other just disappeared off the face of the internet and I can’t seem to find them.

i eventually just got so sick of the harassment and the fact that people outright refused to talk to me i just left. 

i no longer like eddsworld.  i’m not going to tell my newest interests, because it could potentially reveal my main blog, and i really don’t want all that shit to be tied to my main.

"Please Edd!" Pat pleaded,  his hands tightly gripped on either on of the large bots arms . Edd was frozen in a pose ready to strike Pat , but the siren refused to let that happen. 

"Please ! Tell me what's wrong ! Why are you acting like this?!" Big globs of tears cascaded down Pat's cheeks , and his eyes were a dull shade of grey .

No response came from Edd . Pat could see nothing in the robots eyes , no hint of joy , no pity . Nothing . This wasn't Edd .

"E-Edd - " Pat sharply inhaled when Edd moved his arm , his fist slamming down on Pat's collar bone . A wail of pain quickly escaped the siren as he heard a few cracks come from the bone , causing Pat to let go of the other arm and get a heafty blow to the head and knock him over .

His shoulder smashed against the cement as he fell over , the skin quickly ripping open and blood starting to leak out. Despite the wound though Pat quicklg clampered onto his hands , but was pushed back against the ground when Edd placed his foot on Pat's back - threateningly close to Pat's dorsal fin .

"Edd. " A weak whimper came from Pat as tears continued to fall , looking up at Edd with fear in his eyes .

Instead of snapping the sirens spine Edd removed his foot , a flicker of something in his eyes . Though Pat did not look at Edd for long .

A bloodcurdling wail came from nearby , making Pat quicklg move his head.  He didnt see who it was , but the wail sounded familiar . And the sea was turning red .

It took a second for the metallic smell of blood to hit his nose ,  making Pat launch himself into the water .

Where .

Where was he .

A familiar small figure could be seen at the floor of the sand , a cloud of blood rising from him.

"No ."

Pat's breath hitched . He went over to the mer , cupping his body into his hands.

"No . No no no no - " Pat shook his head as he stared , his body arching back up out of the water . Blood started to seep into his hands , and the wound on his shoulder started to bleed down his arm .

"Please ." His tear's grew worse , his iris' fully lost their color , and his soul turned a dark shade of blue .

after a second , Pat looked up to Edd,  hunched over with his hands in front of him .

"I don't want to fight you anymore ."

A slightly confused glance came to Edd's eyes .

"Why ."

Pat Warily scooted back onto land , going over to Edd.  Pat's body was shaking . He was scared . He was actually scared .

"I dont want to fight you ." Pat repeated in a broken voice,  and a soft Norwegian scoff came from Tord.

"Why now ."

Pat glanced at who was in his hands .

Then , he rose then up , showing them to the robot .

Tord , who was currently controlling Edd , went pale .

He knew who that was .

Tom - 1

I have so many ideas and yet so little ideas simultaneously…

He’s usually a pred, and usually isn’t willing prey, but there are some cases where he is.

He's a sizeshifter!! Woooo!!

You guessed it, he has a storage and he purrs!! It’s no surprise when you see my other preddcanons.

Tom can be a bit of a cruel pred sometimes. He likes a bit of fearplay. He doesn’t like to take his time, however.

When Tom is in his full monster form, he becomes very instinctual, both as a pred and as a prey.

As a pred, it’s pretty self explanatory. Someone will be safely nommed, despite the obvious lack of communication.

Oooo~ but as a prey.. often if he falls asleep in his monster form, he’ll wake up in the night really cold, and will shrink down to be nommed. Usually he’d go to Edd because Tom trusts him the most, but if that’s not possible for whatever reason, then Tord is the next choice due to his room being the closest to his, and also Tord's willingness to give noms. (Ik I said Tord would never safely nom Tom, but I lied. Also fic about this in progress~) However, Tom never remembers this happening.

Tom often goes for a nice taste in noms, hence why he barely ever goes for Tord (because he barely ever fucking showers).

If he’s bored, then sometimes he'll just nom Matt to irritate him.

He might not admit it, but he’s a sucker for a belly rub.

He doesn’t usually go for smaller prey, because he knows all too well how it feels to be the prey in that situation.

Tom was unwillingly eaten and digested by Edd once, though Edd didn’t realise it at the time. Tom still holds a grudge against Edd for it.

When he’s drunk, he’s quite the cuddly pred, nomming his prey then curling into a ball, purring comfortingly.

He can be good at providing comfort, but only when he wants to be. It also depends on who the prey is.