Thinking About Healing Stomachs, And The Idea Of Injured Prey Being Like Crack For Preds With Those Stomachs.

One thing that would be nice for a pred to have; thermo-regulation.

Cuz if they nom more then one prey and they different temperatures, they can do that. For example, one prey likes the cold but another like it warm or even hot, they can both be happy. Cozy for all! It may be a problem if their both in there especially if there whiney.

I think the reason I find vore so comforting is cause you’re basically hidden away from the world. Nothing matters anymore. You don’t have to worry, or be afraid. Nobody can judge you when you’re hidden away inside someone you love and trust. You just feel safe, warm, and taken care of.

A trusting press belly is kinda like a portable safe space. Just a cozy space you can hide in to escape the world for a bit. Just comfy and safe.

TW : vore mention

Since one of my favourite tropes (at least I think that the word) is healing vore, and I was imagining some and then it came to me; medic-vore. So basically, you have a medic but instead of doing the normal schmuck, they vore em. Plus it’s protection vore (one of my fav).

The original scenario that inspired me to make this post goes like this: a pred were voring his prey friends, and one of the prey friends realise their injuries healed much quicker, then through curiosity and caution realised that the stomach fluids had exceptional healing properties. They cooperatively thought that this could help many people, although vore was a little taboo but not highly discriminated or illegal , and was done in some societies. So after much deliberation on how this were to be done they spread the word through these societies. So after the word grew, people curiously and cautiously wanted to verify these rumours, and all were true. So the word grew more and more… blah blah blah you get the idea, has some potential no?

(If you want me to finish just say)

TLDR : medic vore?

I get overwhelmed all the time that people will hate me and that I'm so weird and different and I like things that people think are gross or awkward

And then I remember

Why should I care?

I shouldn't care if people like me or not. I love me.

I might be alone, but I'm not lonely, and that's a big difference. I've learned to be happy with being different.

So should you. <3

I’m gonna expand on my previous post. Cuz i liked one of the scenarios and me want more. So expect that eventually

Tummy is just laying down and having your friend wrap their arms around you

But instead of their arms it's their entire body and you can more easily hear their breathing and heartbeat

One thing that I find quite funny about being a prey is that you can make frankly absurd analogies that are completely true.

“I’d rather be eaten alive then [insert thing here] “

A bit self indulgent, but

A gentle pred holding you close, gently running a claw through your hair, muttering to you that you're going to be ok. They want nothing but the best for you, they're so sweet and careful. They swallow you, and they quietly reassure you as you slide down into their stomach. You're loved. You're cared for.

Blue Di@mond pred

One of funniest things that can happen in vore scenarios is when the prey is a lot more willing then the pred expects them to be and they gets completely and utterly thrown off by it. So, an example of this is when a normie uses vore as a threat, and then the prey jumps in joy ( or some other thing), which no normie would ever anticipate and it’s just hilarious.