/vore/ - Vore Board

Dom/eater here.

For me, it's all about the domination. The fear and helplessness of the sub, and their implied worthlessness that another being has determined that the entirety of their future is forfeit in favor of being a one-off procedural ritual (in the case of vore for hunger's sake) or hedonistic cash-in (in the case of vore for pleasure's sake.) From there on out, everything is sensory input telling me about the above's emotional proceedings; every whimper, every futile buck against a creature they are at the (lack of) mercy of, every vision of muscles straining under skin in crushingly pitiful effort to save themselves. Such input comes in less material forms as well, such as the morbidity of meeting one's end, to the bittersweet surrender of a particularly self-effacing meal resigning themselves to agree that they're worth more as fuel than they are as an individual, to simply seeing a person have their self-perception destroyed by being shown firsthand that they can't defend themselves and aren't even on top of the foodchain.

I know I've got problems. No need to tell me.

You're right about not being able to get off on eating a big meal, though. Eating alone isn't enough for me. There has to be some actual sexual activity. Often simply at the same time or consuming them in the throes of orgasm, but my personal preference is to combine the two actions completely. My biggest fantasy is probably being a goo person that can look like a normal human, then getting a blowjob, until I cum. The cum is not true ejaculate, just more of me extending inside her, and after the first few pulses she realizes that it isn't stopping. If she tries to pull away, she finds her insides anchored to me; if she tries to bite down, she finds me either unnaturally hard or undamagably goo-like. Soon she is panicking as I pour more and more of myself into her body, the flow becoming less a stream from my cock and more like my cock itself extending down her throat, until she's completely full, and I emerge from the other side of her. As she writhes and claws at me, I lift her from the ground, letting her dangle from the impalement, and let her know in intimate detail how I really feel about her, for better or worse. If she's a bitch, I tell her so and that I'm glad to be moving on. If she's a sweetheart, I tell her that I will always cherish her and that we're both better off with her as a part of me. As I reveal myself, tendrils and filaments of me slowly bind her up in a thin but crushingly tight cocoon, sealing her in head to toe. I offer a final goodbye with an attitude appropriate for the above nature of our relationship, and then everything I'd exuded into and around her contracts and returns to me, but without extracting itself from her first, pulling her into me.

What happens from there depends on that relationship. If she was a good person, I use some means to make her end merciful and sometimes euphoric; depending on the setting it might be naturally produced drugs or magic, but I assuage most of her fear, deliver her a mind-blowing orgasm (by filling her the rest of the way and manually manipulating her), and in the same means as removing the fear send her into a stupor, letting her drift off to a hazy, warm sleep with nothing but the afterglow of orgasm on her mind and the notion of a warm heartbeat nearby before her end. She's tucked in warmly, given a lullaby and a sweet treat, and is long gone before anything painful comes.

If she was a real cunt, I might keep her around for a few days and occasionally revisit her body for carnal kicks as she languishes mute and blindly in a viscous, hot, humanoid straightjacket. Her body stricken with debilitating weakness bordering on paralysis, she's forced to ride along with my daily life, unable to do more than shift about helplessly as she's molested from inside and out, forced to endure orgasms in imposed silence. Her end itself, though, is neither cruel nor kind, merely fantasy biology left to do its work, and I even extend her a minor mercy in allowing her to drown before beginning chemically or magically dissolving her.

>>826
mfw this is my life