Athletic Vore - Tumblr Posts
You can see clearly in his face that he knows exactly where he’s going. He’s been practicing for years, but unfortunately for him all that does for him now is confirm for him where he’s gonna land: straight in his rival’s gullet.
Great news you’re going to the Olympics! You won’t be able to see it, but still. Now, get you in here.
Looks like someone is hungry for a post-game meal. Hope you got your affairs in order ‘cause there’s no way you’re leaving this apartment on the outside.
Is it just me or does he seem a little too happy for just losing the game. If I were the poor guy who fumbled, I’d watch my back to make sure his helmet stays on
That moment you realize your current trajectory sends you into the mouth of the left tackle. That’s right, Mr. McGuire, you’re gonna get eaten over a football. Feeling any empathy for the water boys and band kids you digested now?
Sean McGuire - FSU
Unless you’re planning on being part of 408lbs of Alpha body, I don’t think a guy like you is gonna reach that goal
“Does anyone know where #38 went?”
I don’t know, coach, but from this picture I may have a theory
The moment when you see your opponent and realize you’re probably not gonna survive this next match
When the football star, hungry after a long and grueling practice gives you that look, you know you better make some final calls
Damn bus was late, so I was worried about missing my friends’ one on one game. Pulling up it was pretty clear Connor won; poor Arnold losing more than just the game.
Beyond cool. I also have kinda a morbid fascination with this dude. Say what you will about vore, but it’s hard not to be impressed when you see Ayman swallowing two guys simultaneously with ease. Men don’t even slide down his throat, they fall through the frictionless gape. If only getting back out was half as easy. As is two or three guys a month meet their end inside Ayman, blinking and not even realizing what happened until digestion starts. Last month it was a friend from film club. Poor Isaias; a promising CS student, reduced to a lump on Ayman’s midsection in just 8 seconds flat.
Though Baseball vore isn’t nearly common as eating opponents in contact sports (wrestling, football and water polo being the biggest culprits, respectively), that doesn’t mean it never happens. Any sport where there’s competition has vore in it, from baseball to tennis to even golf. The only difference is that it’s (almost) always happening off the field.
You’re running, but you’re not running fast enough. The left tackle is trailing, just back from a one game suspension for swallowing a rival player at the 10 yard line. Should you really chance it? You’re at 15 now and you look back to see that lion of a man gaining fast, helmet off, practically with his tongue hanging out. Up You could fumble and fulfill the predator’s wishes, but this touchdown decides the game. If you screw this up you could just as easily end up your team captain’s consolation meal. Besides if you fumble your opponent might just decide he’s hungry and eat you anyways. You guess it’s best to go out in a blaze of glory. You had second guessed joining the football team, fearing this, but you were sweet talked into signing for a chance at finishing college debt free. A seemingly great investment for a future you now won’t get. You pass the 5. You’re gonna make it after all! But then you feel yourself trip. As your arms hit the ground your ankles feel wet and you realize you are just meat
I love how this predator takes such cute photos with his teammates before devouring them; nice souvenirs to remember his friends turned food
He’s gonna get ya
No weights? No problem. Use someone else, it’s super resourceful and you make sure you earn your post-workout meal
“I’ve gotcha! You’re mine now forever..”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
He suddenly feels something slimy over his head and everything goes dark. Oh, that’s what he was talking about
You better believe this jacked up guy’s on the menu
Train Tighter
Impressive as that arm may be, I do not agree with his plans of becoming part of it. Looking at his eyes offer no clue that I have a choice in the matter, though
Franklin Grizzlies take a celebratory photo after winning their final game. As per tradition, they are seen here boasting their grand prize, the Bluffton Beavers. Each of the losing side will continue next season in their former position, positioned proudly inside their conqueror’s bellies.
