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This is what I get for looking at Voltron headcanons nonstop instead of doing my schoolwork.. Sigh

Ohhhhhhhhh gooooooooooooooooosh this is so good/////

I’ve been thinking a lot about like… cute, fluffy safe vore between a pred/prey couple… There are so many good scenarios that can come from that. One my faves: the pred’s a big glutton who’s always overeating and getting belly aches. They’re moaning and groaning as they lay on the couch, rubbing their swollen achy tum. Prey bae’s like “aww my poor dumb baby, lemme give you a belly rub.” And the pred’s uncomfortable moans gradually change to downright purring as their sweet s/o gently massages and smooches their belly, occasionally resting their ear on it to listen to the loud gurgles inside. Soon the pred’s feeling better… and hungry again. They suddenly pull their prey up onto their now softer and sloshy belly and give them a big smooch… Which gets bigger and bigger until whoops, their entire head is in the pred’s mouth. The prey seems a little annoyed at first, but they giggle as the pred’s tongue laps at them, savoring their sweet taste. The pred puts their big hands on the prey’s waist and gives them a little lift, gently pushing them further into their mouth, and trying to be slow and careful with that first big swallow. The prey wriggles as they enter the tight, slimy space, not because they’re trying to escape, but because they know their pred likes the feeling. In a couple more gulps the pred can feel their prey’s legs sliding down their throat. The prey curls up in the cramped, warm confines of their s/o’s stomach. They make a displeased sound when they find themselves surrounded by mushy, slimy food. “Uuuugh, gross!” The pred, blissfully overstuffed once more, leans back and rubs their huge gut, trying to apologize between soft moans. “Mmmm, sorry sweetie… You just looked so yummy, I couldn’t help myself.” The prey blushes as their pred lets loose a deep, thoroughly satisfied burp. “Uugh but now I’m too full again… Ummm sweetie? Do you think you could maybe…?” The prey rolls their eyes and sighs, but they’re trying not to smile. “I suppose I could, since I’m already in here.” They lovingly massage the inner walls of the stomach that holds them, eliciting a sleepy, content sigh from their pred. “You’re lucky I’m so nice.”