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An arrangement the two found themselves in often, two friends of divergent standing in the food chain deciding they'd like to be closer to one another as the rabbit strips out of his adventuring garb in order to flop into the warm embrace of the raptor's jaws, sprawled across that greedily tasting tongue. In but a few tosses of his head reducing the flushed rabbit to a descending, writhing lump.
The constant churning, shifting, and pressing of the raptor's stomach folds would ease all the tension and aches out of the rabbit's limbs, a feeling of numb lethargy spreading through his form as his form begins to soften and ooze under the constant heat and massaging of stomach folds. Cal soon wrapping his talons around his bulging middle, cradling and nuzzling into the increasingly molten Fate as he asks whether the oozing, rapidly melting rabbit adventurer is ready to be 'tucked into' his home away from home.
There's a noise in reply, something between a squeak and a whimper... and it's really the only prompting Cal needs as he drives his talons down into his own middle, shoving his stomach into the floor and reducing the rabbit painlessly into uniform, still conscious goo with a visceral 'sqlrrrrrtttch slplrrtch--!'. He couldn't help but let out a heated huff as he retracts his talons and gazes down at his perfectly rounded middle, emitting a slight slosh with every shift of his weight.
'Glrrt, glt, glt...' Were the only sounds emitted from the now viscous rabbit as he began to be siphoned deeper into the raptor's body, Cal soon flopping forward onto his steadily receding stomach as he feels his hindquarters suffused in a familiar flustered warmth. His friend and meal settling onto his haunches as a soft, yielding layer of extra insulation. Fate's voice, muffled at first, soon emerges into clarity within Cal's mind. A self-satisfied belch sending a pair of spectacles clattering across the floor.
Honestly -- how often was that former rabbit going to forget to take them off before plunging down a friend's gullet?
"Welcome home, Fate." Cal would tease, grinning at the flustered stammering in the back of his mind, as well as the waves of heat and vibration emanating from his flank.
arachnarchy
MemberI wish there was more digestion vore like this; where the prey's consciousness gets somehow integrated into the pred, instead of them getting annihilated (which always felt sort of sadistic, idk). sure, the latter is more realistic, but then again it's vore we're talking about so realism gets thrown out the window regardless. (if I was a biologist instead of a programmer I'd probably be nitpicking the fuck out of vore lmao)
maybe if digestion vore was more like this I'd actually like it as much as I like endosoma.
froyoreal
Memberoh my god this is the cutest digestion i've ever seen i need more of this
anotherweirdoperson
MemberYou get it! I actually love digestion when it's like this. You literally melt from pleasure and nothing bad happens
BT-7274
MemberThe tags sentient_fat, tattooification, and vore_tattoo are some of my favorite for this exact reason. The prey becoming a part of the pred usually both parties feeling good at the same time.
Cyberlight
MemberSofmallow on twitter doesnt always do vore, but when they do its always like this
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