Hello! Love Your Ocs! I Wanted To Ask How They Spent Valentines Day. Especially Sol

Hello! Love your ocs! I wanted to ask how they spent Valentine’s day. Especially Sol <3

Thank you, they love you too!

Hm, well my canon couples I'll share info on. Brad took out Robin to a simple museum for Valentines while eating chocolate together. Sol and Izzy spent their time on a beach but Sol got a little more peckish for more than he thought.

Here's a cute comic made by Varu of them at the beach~

Story request from @malebellyvore987

It's All Business

Jordan walked to his fiancé's workplace, being greeted by the staff as he walks past. Coming down from the elevator was his fiancé Damien. A lean and muscular man, tall and charming to the eye. He smiles warmly at Jordan, walking up too him giving him a kiss.

``Hello mi amor, what brings you here at work?``Damien asked, rubbing gently on his shoulder. Jordan held the top of Damiens hand.

``It got lonely at home, I wanted to see what you were up too.`` Jordan admitted, rubbing his palm above Damien's flat stomach. Damien cooed softly, smirking, leaning down to Jordan's ear whispering.

``Are you sure it isn't because you want to see my fat?~`` He asked, pushing his flat stomach out slightly, making him look like he recently ate a decent meal. Jordan blushed, rubbing his hand over the small bloated stomach.

``Maybe it wouldn't hurt to see you with something big.~`` Jordan teases, pointing out to a complete stranger who walks to the elevator. Damien winked and gently held Jordan's hand, taking him with too the elevator. The man walking right into the elevator, both of them following behind before the elevator doors close. The man was looking at his watch eagerly.

``In a hurry?`` Damien asked, the man nodding his head.

``Just an interview, I'm already a few minutes late.`` The man stated, Damien smirked stopping the elevator by a button press. The man looked at him agitated.

``Dude what the hell?! I can't be late longer than I already am! Let me out of here!`` The man yelled, shoving him. Damien grabbed the man's head before shoving it into his gaping maw. The man barely process the maw in front of him until his screams for help were muffled. Jordan watching in amazement at his fiancé, swallowing every inch of the man. Up to the man's torso, Damiens tone stomach started to swell and have movement of struggle. Jordan watching his fiance in arousal, giving him a helping hand by grabbing the squirming legs and pushing the rest of the man into the belly. Helping Damien out by tugging the button up shirt to expose the belly that continues to stretch outward. Damien moaning in approval, swallowing eagerly, waiting to finish his meal off. Soon the feet were at the tip of Jordan's hand before the final swallow, the gaping maw closing. Damien's belly swell and bounce proudly with its new occupant. Jordan cupping the underbelly giving it a shake.

``Glad you like it babe~`` Damien teased, wiggling his eyebrows. Jordan gave a soft kiss above his bellybutton, Damien moaning from the affection, grabbing Jordan's face and shoving it deeply into his squirming belly. Jordan held roughly against the dome of a gut until he was let go. Damien closing the space between them and grinded his gut into him. Jordan blushed, rubbing over the belly that keeps him in place.

``Once I'm done with him, how about some rough housing in the elevator babe?~`` He whispered huskily in Jordan's ear.

``Only if you keep some fat on you.`` He requested, Damien smirked, swaying his belly side to side.

``You hear that? You're in for a long night!`` Damien talked to his belly giving it a smack, muffled noises were heard from the impact. Damien went back and grinded more of his gut into his lover.

``That's a deal I can do~``

Hehe~ Look at my rebellious cutie ❤️

Thank you for drawing him friend!

CW: Bones / S/kull

Philip is a voracious predator that won't doubt shove a cute boy down his throat and crunch him to feed his powerful muscles >:3

Maybe you already realized it, but this low angle is a HUGE turn on and I love to draw it sdkljgjklgsd

Philip belongs to @izznts. Thanks you sooooooooo very much for your support with this pic my friend! <3

*There is also an extra belly rub hands version on Twitter in the case you want to take a look ;3

Don't forget like, reblog and follow me for more sexy preds OwO)~

Hear me out! Future Verse(?)

I think a rare thing I have seen in the vore community is convict/criminal preds. The thought of creating a future verse of a small bunch of preds that got arrested and put into jail for their devouring crimes just sounds so interesting.

Sol obviously will be the main one cause like he's hot and the extra changes in his appearance just hits it off. Thought about my bad boys too, Dante and Philip, alongside the flirtatious horndogs, John and Fabian. Then the ex-military hunk of blonde, Brad

Can't have a group of preds without a couple cutie(s) getting flustered (obviously not making it all about these 2 but I think them being on security watch or nurses would be cute, Robin and Izzy.)

I don't know, just a random thought. A thought I hope you guys like too lol. What do y'all think? Yay or nay?

Ooh Kyle sounds like my kind of pred. Can i request a mini story of him drunkenly showing off his pred gut and muscles at a party? Possibly to a flustered Izzy?

Got me kicking my feet over here, Kyle is so underrated, love that you like him!

Drunk in Hunk

Kyle slowly waddled to a nearby couch, plopping down as his distended belly squirmed in front of him. Rubbing both his hands on the giant mass, he silently whispered sweet and teasing nothings to his belly.

"Shh, you'll be alright, just let me finish you off~" He cooed, lifting his belly up to give it a soft and teasing kiss. Letting go, it instantly hit his muscular thighs as it slightly bounced, making him erupt a satisfied belch.

BURRRRRRRRRRRRRP

Chuckling to himself, he attempted to get up from the couch but him being drunk and carrying a bulbous gut was not a good combination. Sighing to himself, he leaned back on the couch and let his belly squirm slightly in front of him.

"Kyle?" A familiar voice calls, Kyle looking at the direction of the voice calling out for him, seeing a slender and short guy, wearing a velvet turtleneck with a matching pant and tennis shoes.

"Hey Izzy, glad you could make it to the party." Kyle joyfully stated, some slight slurring in his words coming out.

"Seriously, you got drunk before I even show up?" Izzy asked confusingly, sitting next to the drunk hunk. Kyle looked around trying to signal zero clue of what he's talking about, cracking a drunk grin, he leaned and whispered in the slender figures ear.

"Why don't you give me a helping hand, please?" Kyle asked with a slight plea smacking his belly proudly for him. Giving Izzy the best (but yet drunk) puppy dog eyes he could.

A blush forms on Izzy's face, looking at the round mass and tenderly placing his slender fingers on the sides of the dome; rubbing circular motions.

Kyle leaned back sighing content from the treatment Izzy was giving. Wrapping his muscular arm around him, bringing him closer.

After a few long minutes, Kyle passed out, sleeping, not letting the slender man go. Izzy groaning as he tried (but not hard) smacking the belly in front to wake him up. Kyle barely budging as he snored.

"Great... looks like I'm stuck being the drunks teddy bear until he wakes up." Izzy mumbled to himself, resting his head on top of the enlarged stomach, sleeping with the drunk until morning.

"Heh... Izzy is amazing..." Is all Kyle drunkenly said in his sleep, as he hiccuped and belched softly throughout the night.

Selfie Bumps

``Man, I'm stuffed!`` the tall man commented within my bathroom, taking a quick selfie before seeing my form behind him. He rubbed his big belly, smirking at you flustered face in the mirror.

``Oh baby~ why don't you use your little hands to play with such a big round belly~`` He cooed, you slowly nodded, walking next to him. He leaned back on the wall, putting his arms behind his head. This poked his belly up slightly. Visibly in view, his happy trail that you can trace a finger over near his bellybutton. You traced my finger on his belly, feeling the taut skin underneath my fingertip. He chuckled at me, trying to suck in his belly to tease. Failing, it poofed back out to its big roundness, bouncing slightly in front of him.

``Don't be shy~ my belly doesn't bite.`` He teased, letting his gut hang. You stared in awh, rubbing both of my hands on it. He smiled at the treatment, watching me play with his gut. It started to move underneath your hands, causing him to jolt and panic. He looked at me nervously and chuckled anxiously.

``So, I might've broken our little don't eat at night rule.`` He chuckled, patting his belly belching up a cap. This was going to be a long day.