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KasumiReikaMichelle Featured By Owner 2 days ago
Your story´s are so great, thanks for post them here, like it so much :kiss:
zackthead Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2015
looking to do a vore rp anyone interested

contact me
jonny88c Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2015
nice job on the voremagic show!
Guardian-of-Light137 Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2015  Student Writer
Can you please explain to me what the appeal of this vore crap is?! I know everyone has their sick fetishes, lord knows I have my own, but eating people alive?! That's messed up on a level I can't even begin to discribe.
Frungi Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2015
Quite simply: it appeals to me because it turns me on. I will never understand foot fetishists, and I don't think it could ever be satisfactorily explained to me; vore is much the same way.
chrisjpol Featured By Owner Feb 22, 2015

It’s not easy to explain. Like any paraphilia, it’s not based on logic. All I know is that since I was a small boy I’ve been fascinated and deeply aroused by vore, though I didn’t know it was called that then. In those days (and I’m over 60 know), all there was available were wildlife programmes on TV, usually with snakes, birds and lizards – and, of course, no video recorders. I discovered that I wasn't alone in this paraphilia almost by accident when browsing the internet for something else years ago, and it has been a revelation – there are other people who have the same feelings as me. I can’t rationalise it – I only know that it reaches something deep in my psyche, and looking at pictures of beautiful young women being swallowed is extremely sexually arousing. Make of that what you will, but it’s no more illogical than any other such paraphilia – and unlike some others, is purely fantasy. There is no chance of it ever making it into the real world and hurting other people. Disapprove if you like, but please don’t judge.

Guardian-of-Light137 Featured By Owner Feb 22, 2015  Student Writer
Since i've posted that comment, i've come to understand it a bit more. To try and give it a scientific explination would be to say this. Perhaps for the girl being swallowed, the acid is a type of euphoria. The chemichal in our brain that makes us feel good during "climax" be it self inflicted, or with a partner. Supposedly, being in that acid is a state of pure euphoria untill death. In otherwords, you die in pure bliss. (Though this is all assuming those comics are to be belived, that's the only basis I have to go off right now.) As for the one eating, ... they get full I guess. :iconshrugsplz: And you said it yourself, it's hard to understand why people like to view it. But i'm certainly not about to juge someone for enjoying it. I need to take a look at my own set of fetishes before I think about doing that. Some disgust me to no end, and yet I like them. But i'm not about to bring them up.

Oh and one final thing. ... You're 60?! You're officialy the oldest person I know on DA. Lol. Oh and sorry for getting all technichal up there, but I wanted to give my findings on it thus far.
chrisjpol Featured By Owner Feb 22, 2015

The boat drifted languorously along the slowly flowing river. Both girls were lazing in it, their light cotton dresses clinging to their bodies with sweat. One, the younger and slimmer of the two, dangled her fingers in the water, sending ripples across its surface. All was peaceful.


The bird stood motionless on the bank, its steely eye fixed on the water, its long, rapier beak poised, its sinuous neck coiled like a huge muscular spring. Since the radiation leak it had continued to grow, and was now a true giant. It was hungry. It was hard to find prey large enough now to fill its huge stomach. The fish and water voles were no longer enough.


The boat rounded the bend in the river, drifting towards the waiting bird. It watched them intently, waiting for them to drift within striking distance of the huge beak. The girls were relaxed, dozing, oblivious to the approaching danger.


The strike was instant. The neck uncoiled, propelling the open beak downward, and gripping the smaller girl around her waist. She gasped in shock as the huge bird effortlessly lifted her out of the boat and, without pausing, tossed her into the air. As she fell back, headfirst, the bird was ready. It caught her expertly in its beak, and with a swift upward flick of its head, swallowed her in one gulp. Her body stretched the skin of its neck, and her girlish form could clearly be seen sliding smoothly down its throat. Her slim, smooth body made it easy for the bird to swallow her, and she offered no resistance to the passage down its muscular throat. It had been so quick that she had not had time to cry out, and now her struggles were in vain as she was drawn steadily towards the bird’s stomach.


The second girl hardly had time to react. She scrambled over the edge of the boat, trying to escape the monster, but the bird was accustomed to catching prey in the water. With one swift strike, its beak closed over her leg and lifted her out of the water. It would have to manoeuvre her so that she could be swallowed headfirst, so it tossed and gripped her, shifting her little by little until her body lay along the length of its beak. As soon as it sensed that she would offer no resistance, it swung its head back, and swallowed her.


The second girl was older and larger than the first, and for a moment, her curves stuck in its throat. But the bird was used to awkward prey. With an upward flick of its head, its gullet opened further, and the girl slid smoothly down its throat. Her legs thrashed in the bird’s beak for a moment, but then they too slipped from view as the bird swallowed her.


She fought hard as she was drawn further into its throat, the outline of her thrashing limbs, rounded breasts and curved hips clearly visible as she slipped further down, but it was hopeless. The bird’s skin was tough, and there was no way she could escape. She, like her friend moments before, was being swallowed, whole and alive. Her body slipped, smoothly, ever further in, until she reached the base of its neck. The powerful muscles drew her into the bird’s crop, and she was gone, with just a few final convulsions to mark that she had ever been there.


The bird shook its head, and settled back into its wait. The meal would last it only a short time. It would have to hunt again.

deathgod41 Featured By Owner Oct 15, 2014  Hobbyist
doing any new vore for halloween this time around?
Kahless1701 Featured By Owner Sep 28, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
You've got a wonderful gallery filled with lots of gorgeous girls been eaten all sorts of weird things. . . . .
Makes me wanna make some vore artwork, thanks for posting them. . . . .

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