I Know The Term Comfort Vore Is Reserved For Safe Vore But Is Anyone Else Like Me And Legitimately Comforted

I know the term comfort vore is reserved for safe vore but is anyone else like me and legitimately comforted by the concept of a pred digesting you? Like the idea the pred is the one in control of your fate now so you don’t really have to worry. Whatever burdens you had before they don’t matter because your food. Bonus points if the pred actually knows you’re burdened on some level and tells you they’ll take care of you as they digest you.

I kinda love the idea of a pred trying to hold back with their prey but ending up with the prey elbow or shoulder deep the very second they get a taste. Before sheepishly withdrawing.

I mean F/F hasn’t been my preference in years so my hunch might be off but have you read this one?

Sorry for bitching about this a lot but sometimes I do feel left out for not liking male preds. It seems to be the norm in this website. Seeing horny digestion sequences with guys taunting their belly always makes me uncomfortable and I wish it didn’t. Like I wish I could just agree with everybody who says it’s hot but uhhhhh the idea of any woman being forcefully dominated in that way by some guy and having her life snuffed out is incredibly distressing to me

You know the meme: Do not attempt to rescue dog, he’s fine, the air conditioning is on and he’s listening to his favourite music.

That but with fatal willing vore: Do not attempt to rescue prey, she is being painlessly digested and receiving constant praise and gentle reassurance from a pred she loves and trusts.

I love you. You know that, right? I love you so much.

And yet, I still feel those... Feelings. Those nagging feelings of doubt. Of fear. Do you hate me? Do you hate what I am? You surely must.

But as I rest a hand on my distended middle and rub it, I feel something that makes me freeze. Your hand... Pressed against mine, lovingly. Then, you start to gently rub along my stomach walls, which makes me start to purr.

I love you. And I'm glad that you love me, too.

Last night I dreamt that I knew someone who kept really tiny colourful spiders as pets, for some reason I decided to open their enclosure and all the tiny spiders escaped I tried to round them up and I got almost all of them except three. Two of them disappeared near a larger wild spiders web and the third one which was lime green got squished by a little girl just as I was trying to explain that it was someone’s pet. I remember being so angry that I tried to convince the little girls father to pay me back not just for the green spider but the other two that went missing. But they just stared at me like “why are you trying to charge money over spiders?” and I lost my nerve.

It’s the weirdest dream I’ve had in awhile.