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some thoughts on making out at the workplace

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yyuhah.. teddy has no spatial awareness about his mouth so @dinnergirl is getting quite the view
Salamanders need some attention too...
Been absolutely loving the idea of unwilling prey AND an unwilling pred. Just.
A man groaning and panting as he's strapped down to a table and TRYING to squirm and thrash but he can't escape the discomfort in his middle as some poor morsel squirms inside. He can't even help them either, thanks to the metal collar around his neck
He tries to ask them to stop. He's not any happier about this either. There's some group of plucky scientists watching them and taking notes, and really, it'd suck to give them what they wanted, so really, the prey ought to settle down and stop giving him SUCH a terrible bellyache. No, no, worse than a bellyache. His entire body hurts. He wasn't made for this, and yet, he's still forced to endure long hours of a filled out, gurgling belly.
Imagine you're a villager with a bit of a prey-ish side.
You go to the Duke to get supplies from time to time, and for as long as you can remember you've been fascinated by his enormous belly. Sometimes, on the days when you arrive to the caravan after he's taken his midday meal, his belly is especially firm and round and you're able to catch a glimpse of him rubbing it fondly, and stifling belches with the side of his hand when he thinks nobody's looking. Sometimes, most thrillingly of all, sometimes you swear you see the movement of something living trapped under all that fat.
It's not proper to have the kind of thoughts you've been having about the merchant. The church teaches that being devoured is a painful and bloody punishment for transgression, but you can't help but think that the Duke would be different. When the mountain winters are cold, especially, you fantasise about how warm it would be to be swallowed up.
You thought for years he didn't notice, but of course he did- the Duke notices everything. The confirmation comes one day when you're the only customer to the emporium. He burps, quietly but still enough that you can hear, and laughs apologetically.
"Oh, excuse me!" he says, jovial as ever, "I'm afraid my dinner is still disagreeing with me."
The last part of the apology is given in a knowing tone, as his hand rubs circles on his bloated stomach. You see the faintest shape of a hand, or maybe a knee, press outwards through the globe of exposed flesh sitting in his lap.
You stammer out something about not minding, sounding more flustered than you intend to.
"But," he sighs, still rubbing his belly, which audibly groans as it processes the mass within. "It was a filling meal otherwise, and it will be a while yet until I'm hungry again."
He looks over at you, judging your reaction. He can tell that you understand his meaning, that he says this both as a comfort and an indirect invitation.
"You're not the first to have had these fascinations, you know," he continues. "And far be it from me to deny anyone their desires. Such a rare and wonderful thing it is, to find a meal that enjoys being eaten."
You think on that for a moment, and tell him the truth- as dear as that fantasy is to you, you'd have to think before acting on it. The Duke nods understandingly, with a good-natured chuckle.
"The customer is always right, of course," he says. "And I apologise for my boldness. It's just that..." He trails off, looking you over, a hungry glint in his eye and a hand still on his belly. "I have always thought you looked exceptionally well-fed."
The compliment catches you off guard and makes your face flush. You pay for your goods and exchange thanks.
"Do think about it," he says, as you're leaving. "You might enjoy the chance to be part of something bigger than yourself. My schedule is open for breakfast tomorrow, if the curiosity gets the better of you. And if it does...I can guarantee that afterwards, you'll be warm and comfortable, and you'll have no troubles at all."
You do think on it, in fact it's all you can think of for the rest of the day.
The next morning you arrive at the town square again, wearing only thin clothes despite the chill. The Duke is waiting, sipping a hot tea. You could swear you can hear his belly rumble at the sight of you, like a kept tiger. The merchant clasps his fat hands together and beams.
"Ah, my guest finally arrives!" he calls. Then, in a low, sensual rumble as you approach- "And thank goodness, I'm positively starving."
He extends a hand and helps you climb up onto the caravan. Up close you can really appreciate the sheer size of him- there's barely space for you to stand with how much space he takes up.
"Good. Unlike the other predators in this village, I don't bite," he explains with a smile. "I handle my meals with the utmost care."
His stomach rumbles again, sending a ripple through his enormous gut. He gives it a sharp, scolding tap.
"It's quite impatient today," he says. "So perhaps we'll dispense with any further niceties. May I?"
You offer your arms first. The Duke licks his lips, and his mouth opens wide.
***
When the last of you slips past the Duke's lips, he closes them, and with one final gulp you slide down into his gut. He belches, then leans back in his seat with a long, satisfied groan, caressing his stretched belly with both hands.
"Oh, marvelous," he pants, from both the exertion of swallowing and the ecstasy of fullness. "I knew I was right about you. How delicious you are...how wonderfully you've filled me up."
You move around carefully, just a limb at a time, testing how far the walls of your fattened cage will stretch. There's not much room at all- the Duke's incredible weight keeps you confined. Still, the little movement you can manage is still enough to draw out a moan of pleasure from the Duke.
"Wonderful," he exhales, squeezing you through the wall of flesh. "Ahh, my lively little morsel...I wish I could have you squirming around in there forever, but you'll be digesting before too long, and oh...I can just tell already that you're going to digest so well."
You continue to gently push back against your confines, and The Duke continues to grope you through his stomach, all the while murmuring sweetly, almost incoherently, about how filling you are, how he can still taste you on his tongue, how fat you'll make him, how much he'll cherish every inch you add to his prodigious gut. Even as the realisation that you're never getting out of here sets in, it would be a lie to say that you don't ache with need hearing him praise you like that. Maybe this is what you were made for - just filling the stomach of a gluttonous merchant.
You could both keep going for hours, but the Duke is finally broken out of his trance by the chime of a distant clock tower.
He clears his throat, regaining his composure a little. His hand goes to his breast pocket for a handkerchief, which he uses to first dab the corners of his mouth, then his reddened, sweat-tinged brow. He sets to re-tying his bow-tie and re-buttoning as many buttons as he can manage that have been forced undone by the swell of his gut. He'd hate to let a customer see him so debauched this early.
He gives his stomach - and you- one last fond pat before getting on with his day.
I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS ONE

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thinking about a pred groaning and huffing while laying on their prey-stuffed belly, humping and grinding against their belly and feeling their prey's squirms and protests from all the constant pressure and squeezing..
rowen tummy rowen tummy rowen tummy
all giants need to be acting like deranged lunatics about tinies at all times. this is the most critical element of any macro/micro dynamic.
āwhat the fuck am I feeling right now is it predatory is it protective is it possessive is it loveā <- the correct emotion to have about a micro
Shop I donāt remember SD looking like this before I remember heās bigger than that!
Not sure how this'll help him,,,,,,,,
Looks like he got her down, but something's afoot here...
Well, that certainly is one way to get him bigger!
Don't look at me like that ajdkdnskdkdbsndn Part 2!

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Whateeeeverrr see their cuteness. Content label of doom and despair
Happy 8/8 everyone! Have a story
Just A Game
Contains soft, safe, non sexual vore
Forgot to post this yesterday, but hereās day 1 of MerMay - Worker
Watching mama work to get dinner. ^^ Heās not very good at holding his breath quite yet, so heās just gonna hang out up there
MerMay Day 2 - Siren
(BLOOD, VIOLENCE, AND HARD VORE WARNING. I donāt usually do hard vore, but when it comes to character development for traumatizing people and creating prejudices between characters, I will make an acceptation)
Okay, so maybe thisās stretching things a bit for āsirenā but I figured I could use mom calling for baby to run could pass? Maybe?
Anyway, things happened. O_o poor lil bean child, heās so scared- but I promise, shark dude wonāt hurt him.
MerMay Day 3 - Glossy
I AM SO HAPPY WITH HOW THIS CAME OUT OH MY GOSH-
Also, Iād say this is a pretty damn good prompt for vore
Anyhoo, is scared liāl bean and beeg shork trying to calm him
MerMay Day 4 - Star Wars
So I decided to interpret todayās prompt literally. Not that I have something against Star Wars or anything- it just didnāt really fit with the whole scheme of things lol
Also context-
āāāāāāāāāā
I floated there in the quiet, waves lapping at my sides, hand resting over the small lump of seal beneath my skin, actually able to feel him breathe through it. My eyes roved the clear sky, traveling well worn paths of stars. How many times had I trusted them to guide me to the battles of my not so distant youth? Battles that had left me practically torn to pieces with wounds that still bled and most likely would for the rest of my life. Left me with a jumbled mind and a splintered heart and too many horrific memories and nightmares to count. And here I was, with a tiny child resting in my gut- one with no mother and no home and nowhere for me to take him. It wasn't as though I could take him. That would be insane and, quite frankly, unkind to the poor kid. He deserved far better than the likes of me. He deserved someone who could actually look after him, love him, be there for him. Not someone who was trapped in the past half the time, who was unreliable and unstable. But there was no one else right now. . .
MerMay Day 5 - Symbiotic
AHH- I COMPLETELY FORGOT TO POST THIS LAST NIGHT-
But yeah, is soft beans ^^ They make me happy
But poor little guy got a little bruised up from the rough ride down. . .
Also, I learned how to draw frost which was fun *dances*
MerMay Day 6 - Doodle
Well hey, at least todayās prompt wasnāt hard; took like fifteen minutes. So have some cuddly beans for your evening.
MerMay Day 7 - Ghostly
Poor Gavril trapped in a nightmare with the souls of the people he killed during the war. . .
MerMay Day 8 - Mother
Firstly, Iād like to apologize for how messy this is- itās been a busy day and I may have run a bit short on time *nervous laugh*
Secondly. Poor Gav. . . Shall we just say, the dayās events brought up a lot of past trauma-
And then Imiq wakes him up in the middle of his nightmare and he just runs off leaving the kid to fend for himself >:[
MerMay Day 9 - Sealife
Seriously, poor Gav. . . But he is trying his very best, heās just pretty much terrified heāll do something wrong. Finally remembered to feed the kid tho-
Also, Iām so proud of myself for finishing this at a sane hour- *pats self on the back*
MerMay Day 10 - Vibe
Imiq just vibinā on Gavās belly finally nomming on some fish. Shark boy also found himself some edible food, so thatās good lol xD
MerMay Day 11 - Superstar
Didnāt feel great yesterday and I still donāt, so thisās coming a day late and itās a bit messy, but hereās my interpretation of superstar for day 11.
And weāve timeskipped >:3 so Imiq is around twelve or thirteen here
MerMay Day 12 - Mermaze
Idrk what āmermazeā means, but I decided to use it just as āmazeā. So hereās Imiq winding his way through the maze of ice tunnels on his way back home to show his dad the starfish he found.
We shall see if I can finish day 13 today *nervous laughter* Honestly might end up skipping it cuz Iām clueless as to how I could make cyberpunk work for this story- ĀÆ\_(ć)_/ĀÆ
MerMay Day 13 - Filler (Idk how to do cyberpunk-)
However, this was really fun to do and makes me super happy cuz itās just like- a cat pinning its disgruntled kitten down to be bathed and x3<
MerMay Day 14 - Cozy
Welp. The chibler got nommed again and is being a bit rowdy in there- Heās at the age of āIām too old to have a bedtime and I am not sleepingā and Gavās just left to try and get what sleep he can and try to get his stupid kid to sleep too-
This was really fun to draw though between the moonjellies and that glowy lamp thing and figuring out more of what their cave looks like.
MerMay Day 15 - Pet
BELLY PET- BELLY PET- BELLY PET-
He finally got the feisty boi to calm down and now theyāre just sleeping x3< theyāre cute- I like them-
MerMay Day 16 - Electr(on)ic Gaming (FINALLY)
Fun Fact: When lightning hits the ocean, it doesnāt affect the creatures living in it because the concentrated salt water is a better conduit than flesh
(at least if I remember right xD)
Another timeskip btw- this time around four or five years from the last
Imiq and Gav play this game where Imiq sends up ice and Gavril smashes it- this way they can both practice and exercise with their powers. ;P (shark boy hast storm powers; lightning, whirlpools water spouts, thunder etc. basically wind and electricity)
And then the wave happened and neither of them did that-
But yes hereās day sixteen finally- my mind just hasnāt been able to comprehend the concept of perspective the last couple days and it was seriously frustrating me, but I think itās finally working again, se yeah xP
MerMay Day 17 - Emotional
Drawing hasnāt been working and Iāve been hiding from it- but hereās day seventeen and Iām honestly pretty happy with how it turned out.
ALSO DRAWING SIGN IS SO FUN *squeals* x3
And new character. *wiggles excitedly*
MerMay Day 18 - Pirate (not actually tho-)
Haha prompt? What prompt?
But yeah, hereās kids.
Imiq really doesnāt like being touched by people he doesnāt know, not to mention ones who just clawed his face open and are orcas, so. Yāknow. Heās just trying to hold himself together.
MerMay Day 19 - Octopus
(wow, I actually followed the prompt- oh my gosh)
Taleq is Kaskaeās very tiny buddy- heās slightly clingy and very curious of new things- imiq is still just in āI have no idea what Iām even supposed to do anymore, thereās too many things touching me, my face hurts, and Iām literally just trying to surviveā mode, which is always fun
MerMay Day 20 - Diamond
Super happy with the lighting on this one *bounces*
Also hereās the events that led up to this recounting the lovely sass of a particular little seal
_______________________
The girlās ears laced back and she looked up at me through her lashes sheepishly. āI- Iām sorry I attacked you like that-ā
A sharp bark of a laugh hit the air and I held up a hand, shaking my head. āNo, no, no- itās too late for that. Sorry doesnāt even begin to cover it. I didnāt do anything and you just-ā
āYes, I know.ā A snarl grated at the fringes of her words and her nose wrinkled slightly. āAnd-ā her ears flattened harder against her skull and her eyes shifted to the water. āI shouldnāt have drawn conclusions and I really am sorry but you have his signature and the only way you could have gotten that is if you were there when he died and-ā As she went on, her words began to lean into each other until they formed a frantic, garbled precession, but I cut her off.
āWhat signature?ā Eyes hard. She was making no sense and there was no point continuing if I couldnāt even comprehend what I was hearing.
She blinked at me, forehead wrinkling. āYou. . . really donāt know what-ā
āNo.ā I snapped, flicking my tail in impatient irritation. Whyād she have to make it out like I was the freak here? I didnāt go around attacking people I didnāt know. But I was sheltered and I was fully aware there was a lot I didnāt know. Especially mammal culture.
The orca paused, chewing at her lip as she appeared to gather herself. āItās. . . you have ice magic, right?ā
I nodded as though that should have been perfectly obvious. It. . . may or may not have just been compensation for what felt like a jab before.
āRight, so you have a magic signature. And- and itās unique to only you. No one else living has it. If you were to. . . to die, your signature would- attach itself to the nearest person- well- mer- and it would s-stay with them until they either died, or they had kids and passed it on- if that makes sense. . .ā She shifted in the water, swirling her fingers agitatedly to send little rippling currents over me.
After a few moments of watching her in silence, I gave another slow nod.
āAnd you have my brotherās. . . as well as your own. . .ā the girl laced her fingers together, tugging at the webbing.
āOkay. . . but that doesnāt tell me a whole lot since Iāve never seen any āsignatureā on me,ā or my dad. āand Iām not personally aware of being around any dying orcas, so. . .ā I leaned forward, eyeing her expectantly in hopes I might receive some sort of real explanation, though at this point Iād all but given up on that.
She sighed, steepling her hands and running them down her nose. āYou wouldnāt have seen the mark and I donāt know. Maybe. . . maybe you just didnāt realize?ā She didnāt look particularly convinced I hadnāt been involved somehow and I scowled and crossed my arms firmly over my chest.
āWhy do you know what the mark looks like then? You could be wrong.ā
āNo, Iām not wrong,ā she reaffirmed patiently and reached a hand toward me.
I jerked away, heart picking up and breath hitching sharply and I stared at her hand as she withdrew, her shoulders drawing in again.
āCan I-ā
āYouāre not touching me.ā I spat back a bit too quickly, physically shaking. I hated just how evident my fear of her was; it just gave her power, power she didnāt deserve.
āI can show you- the Suquoliat I mean,ā
I snorted derisively, ears pinned. āYou must think Iām pretty stupid, huh?ā Normally, Iād agree, but not in the area of undeserved trust.
She frowned, almost looking a bit hurt, though I wasnāt sure why she thought she had the right to be hurt by my lack of trust; my face was still seeping red down my neck and into the water. āIām not gonna hurt you. Even if I did, itās not like you canāt defend yourself. Let me at least prove-ā
Iād been glaring frostily at her but bit her sentence short yet again. āFine. Whatever. But I swear if you even try-ā
She raised her hands in surrender. āI know, I know,ā
I gave a dark nod. āYou better. What is it?ā
āWe have to go under. Where itās darker so you can see,ā
While I was still more than a little suspicious, I waited for her to go down before diving after her.
As we swam deeper, the already diluted light faded out behind us until we were surrounded in indigo and the orca, nothing more than a dark shadow beside me now, stopped. She seemed to be fiddling with something then, after several moments of stillness, turquoise light flooded the inky darkness, bathing both our faces in glittering blue. The orca hung there, slow tail strokes keeping her aloft, holding between her fingers what was, to me, an enormous crystal that seemed to be the source of the light.
I tilted my head, curious in spite of myself, but then she reached for me and I stiffened, swallowing.
She paused again, her hands sketching her concern through the water. ā[I wonāt hurt you, I promise.]ā and then, gently, she reached toward me again and drew the tip of the crystal lightly across my back.
I flinched, but managed to stay still, pulse rattling unevenly against my chest and eyes widening as a line of light followed in the wake of the crystal, glowing bright against my skin.
MerMay Day 22 - Peace
Well, weāre slowly getting somewhere. Though the poor kidās still in a shock state. . . orcas are still pretty terrifying for him for obvious reasons, but heās generally one to try and give people the benefit of the doubt even if heās pretty much terrified of them
MerMay Day 23 - Virtual World (haha we donāt know what prompts are anymore)
I do apologize for how sketchy and messy this is, but whatever. Theyāre headed back to the cave to find books and see if Gav knows anything
MerMay Day 24 - Warrior
Welp. O_o I could have told you this was coming, but yāknow. Gavril got to Kaskae before Imiq got to Gav, so things happened.
Now Imiq has to try and pry them apart and convince his dad sheās not a threat while his face is still obviously cut open. Should go well.
MerMay Day 24 - Social Butterfly
. . .not super sure if this counts as following the prompt, but I mean Imiqās being a lot more social than he usually is, so. . .
They worked stuff out with Gav though heās still wary and rightfully so but now theyāre just going through all the books on magic they could find in the Matveiās cave to see if they can find a way to learn how Imiq is connected to Kaskaeās brotherās death.
Also really like the palette of this one ;3<
MerMay Day 25 - Relaxed
Look at these adorable liāl beans sweepinā x3< They kinda just fell asleep on each other and trust me, theyāll both be flustery balls of apologies. But for now, weāll just let them sleep. uwu
MerMay Day 26 - Double Ponytail
Lots of fun expressions in here and I for one enjoyed drawing them xD
Both of them just quietly like 0////0
Also, I followed the prompt, arenāt yāall so proud of me lol
MerMay Day 27 - Fearful
DAY 27 FINALLY- I got a little into this one if you canāt tell *laughs nervously* but Iām happy with how it came out.
And we also finally got more noms >:3 Imiq still doesnāt fully trust her and is more than a little nervous about his current location, but itās not like itās his first time in someoneās belly. Heās just not sure he likes *whoās* belly it is, even if they are starting to get along.
Anyway, *leaves drawing and scrambles back into the abyss*
can you two get a room
size-stealing makeout session

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I REALLY wanna rub Adrian's floofy belly aughhh he's so cutee
hope you enjoy š¹
Not much is better than an overstuffed predator, moaning and gasping in delight as they stroke and caress their squirming meal.
One of the few things which is better than the previously mentioned prey-packed-pred is an extra overstuffed predator, still moaning and gasping in delight as they stroke and caress the squirming, distended bulges of their many meals