After YEARS of not really having any character that felt like *me*, I've finally made a fursona. Meet Alexander! Chunky sweetheart arcanine that will blush and stammer but nonetheless be very eager to please and show how much of a good boy he is~

#vore
Fun stuff involving Cider!
I'm sure Dusk will be fine to stay in there overnight

Imagine getting eaten by your deer girlfriend. Embarrassing

@rowanakita.bsky.social as food again 💕

🎨 @zandiispice.bsky.social
🎨 @hatciela.bsky.social

Whenever I open photoshop I'm immediately greeted with whatever nonsense I was cooking up last time

C'mon man.. Put your back into it!~

Else you'll be buried alive~ ;3

That’s not control, Revel. You never had control. The only thing you have control over is whether I get to enjoy your desperate, dying squirms or if I get to feel you submissively curl up into a wriggling little ball.

You’re already mine. You just don’t know it yet.

Good boy, Revel. See, it’s not so hard to admit.

You’d be tired. You’d be completely overwhelmed. Sensations of my body working around you - diaphragm compressing you as I breathe, heart beating above you, stomach walls churning, intestines below making room for what you’ll become…

Why fight?

Doing what, Revel?

Be really specific. I need to know exactly what I’m doing to you…until you’re curled-up inside me. Sagging heavily in my middle.

Then you won’t have to describe. SO much more sensation, experience of you all-balled-up, feeling all of you at once.

Oooohhhhh, yeah, that’s true - but a key difference is that I don’t have to observe you to do it. It just sorta happens automatically? I can’t even really see you, just a formless lump of doggy bulging out my middle…

Mmmm…

Born to be a little punk, forced to loom menacingly.

I exist in a state of superposition between little bastard and upstanding presence and only when observed do I collapse into a given state…

I feel like I have been both on any given day…

It’s very fun putting you in your place but seeing you know it already is pretty special, too-

I've been in such a strong prey mood these days so why not show that off...

Randal managed to get me packed in his guts, but I'll make him work for it if he wants to keep me. Struggling back up his throat, making his guts roil, only to be forced back where I belong~
🎨: @/cinnamonsfarm.bsky.social

Since I'm sharing today, may as well share both sides of my moods!

Sometimes it just feels so right to grab a friend and pack them away in stoat guts. Claim them all for myself and make sure they can feel just how much I want them~<3

🎨: @/critscar.bsky.social
#vore

NSFW cock vore fetish. Sketch of a gryphon laying on their back with beak open and pushing a smaller otter in his manhood.

NSFW cock vore fetish. Gryphon laying on his side. Sleepy as he is being asked if he had seen someone that had mysteriously gone missing by "YCH". The gryphon then suggests for "YCH" to come inside his dick to find the missing person

Sketches of gryph with short dialogues to set up a little scenario like these is fun tbh. Its easy and nice to get things across.

Left ft @otterfynn.bsky.social and right is gryph talking to a "YCH" asking for their friend that went missing :>

🪶🖌️

#cockvore #vore

A desperate Sunny sits wedged deep in the back of Fenrir's throat, barely able to open his muzzle to plead with an exceptionally pleased Fenrir who's moments away from gulping him down. The folf's fate is sealed, and he's well past the point of no return. Seeing how panicked he is, he knows he's a goner~ "W-wait wait! Fenrir, please!! D-don't sw-*GHL-UCK!!*"

@sunnyfolfie.bsky.social's whining muzzle is about to sliiiide off the back of my tongue, and I just can't wait to feel that thicc femboy stretching out my stomach.. Bye, belly folf~

Wanted to really test out my perspectives and attempt to show depth without shading. A very successful practice run!

cw: unwilling, vore, bones, internal, mean dialogue

comm for @hungryasscat.bsky.social

cats doing what they do best, catch varmin

This post is a comic separated in four pages. Description will focus on the specific page. Cyrus, an anthropomorphic dog, and I, an anthropomorphic lynx, hang out casually naked talking about random topics, when we start discussing Monster Hunter foods. The talk makes the dog's stomach growl, and I'm more than happy to go prepare him some food. While I'm walking away towards the kitchen he can't help but look at my butt, and sneakily follow, to admire from the door. Once he has enough admiring, he goes for the attack, hugging me from behind and rubbing his crotch against my butt while he grabs my dick with his hand. Then, he playfully bites my shoulder, drawing some blood. He apologizes about the bite when I complain with a pained smile, but as he tastes the blood, his mind starts getting fuzzy. Only hunger remains

Without Cyrus being able to think rationally as instincts and hunger take control, he changes. Now bigger and stronger, instincts encourage him to sate that incredible hunger he's feeling, me being the closest thing he can grab. He backs off from my shoulder, cornering me with his incredible size, to then proceed to devour me ravenously. His own dick is still semi-hard and leaky, as if it remembers what Cyrus was doing before being consumed by the primal hunger. With a powerful gulp, he sends what remains of me down into his gut, resting it on top of the counter where I previously was preparing his food and letting out a sizeable belch

Cyrus opens his eyes shortly after, his mind still a bit fuzzy and with a slight headache, wondering what happened. Then, he looks down and realization hits: He has eaten his friend in a sudden hunger frenzy... And he's still horny. He apologizes, a little disgruntled about not having been able to control himself after tasting blood, but also about still being horny and not being able to use his friend's mouth and butt to enjoy himself. He still thinks he wants to take care of this feeling, but as he does, he feels a regular heaving and bumping inside of his gut. He asks me if I'm having fun in there, but my mind is also too fuzzy with the feeling of having just been eaten and the heat inside of his stomach, I cannot control myself either and start fapping right there. Cyrus is not gonna be left behind, he flops on the king sized bed, now way too small for him, crushing it under his weight and also squeezing me in the process. I feel how a big, solid presence limits my space within his stomach, and soon enough starts moving up and down, grinding against his gut and the bed, while he humps and pleasures himself as he belches some excess gas out

Hump after hump, his digestion gets stronger by the time, slowly melting in there as he keeps enjoying himself. After a bunch of belches and some extra strong humps as he's about to finish fucking and grinding on what remains of the bed under his gut, I end up completely digested, and he falls asleep shortly after shooting copious quantities of warm dog cum and rolling aside

This was a pretty big project featuring the always handsome and, in this case, hungry @cynicalcanine.bsky.social 😸

#furryart #furry #vore #nsfw

Opossum goes to a skunk’s house for a date but learns he is dinner instead. Later on the skunk is sitting satisfied with a belly full of possum, then suddenly burps out his skull. He realizes he no longer needs to save the info of the opossum as he looks at his remains, and deletes his contact from his phone.

“Thanks for dinner- whatever your name was…

Looks like I’m not going to need this contact anymore”

*delete*

[vore, questionable consent, digestion, bone disposal, contact_deletion]

@lewdwix.bsky.social 🦨
@/me 🐀💀

#furry #furrynsfw #yiff #furryart #vore

It's such a euphoric feeling waking up from a monstrous eating spree the previous night.

Poor Dusk, he's barely able to handle the sensation!.. And his nicely fattened curves and the collective heft of 19 molten friends probably isn't helping.

This is going to take some getting used to....

Rise n shine boy

Pumped!

Good puppies know their place. And that place is inhaling my musk and being smothered by belly and bits

🎨: @/casterdawg.bsky.social

Top prey fucking you after a meal, getting close, and your prey makes that one, final struggle just like this before your guts grind right back in and finish them off-

THAT’S what your top (and next meal) finishes to, imagining themselves on the other side of your gut. Biggest climax of their life.

Oh my god hARPER-

Smarty is bad enough on his own don’t you start too-

Shelving your prey-filled gut on your partner’s head as they suck you off…

I’m pretty sure that my doom is at the other end of this slide, Dutch!

Fulfilling your animal urge to eat a bunch of food and go to a dark, comfortable place to sleep it off for a minute can fix you actually.

Sometimes foxes like to burrow a little…

// fatal vore, betrayal 1/4

Your deepest fantasy: a pred swallowing air and antacids. Checking in regularly to keep you safe inside. It's the most intimate experience anyone could give you, requiring the utmost care and love.

I'm touched that you trust me to do this. It's a pity I don't love you.

Thing for @vasilybasil.bsky.social

Sorry, gotta take this

A cartoon drawing of two anthropomorphic wolves talking. One says “So he’s been saying stuff like ‘You’re so delicious, I’m not gonna bite the hand that feeds me, I just wanna suck on it for a while…’ “ This wolf has their hand extended backwards, where a large quadrupedal wolf is slurping at it while wagging their tail. He thinks, “That’s what I‘ve been saying!”