Okay, so, about this vore thing. I’ve been messing around with it for a while now, and I gotta say, it’s pretty wild. It all started a few months back when I stumbled upon some weird art online. You know, pictures of people or creatures being swallowed whole? At first, I was like, “What the hell is this?” But then, I got curious.
So, I started digging around. Found some forums, some websites, all dedicated to this vore stuff. Turns out, there’s a whole community out there. People sharing stories, art, you name it. I started reading some of these stories, and I gotta admit, some of them were pretty hot.
Now, I’m not into the whole being eaten thing myself. I’m more of a predator guy, you know? The idea of swallowing someone whole, feeling them inside me, it’s a real rush. I started writing my own stories, just for myself at first. I’d imagine these scenarios, where I’m this huge creature, and I’m just gobbling up everything in sight. People, animals, whatever. It’s all fair game.
- The first time I tried acting it out, it was kinda awkward.
- I used pillows and stuff, pretending they were my prey.
- It felt silly at first, but then I started getting into it.
- The feeling of having something inside me, even if it was just a pillow, it was kinda exciting.
I started experimenting more. I’d use different objects, trying to simulate the feeling of swallowing something whole. It’s hard to explain, but there’s something about the sensation that’s just so satisfying. Like, it’s this primal urge or something. I don’t know, maybe I’m just weird.
Anyway, I kept doing it. I’d spend hours lost in these fantasies, just me and my “prey.” It became this regular thing, you know? Like, my own little secret. I haven’t told anyone about it, obviously. It’s not exactly something you bring up in casual conversation.
The Climax
The peak of these sessions is always the same. It’s when I imagine my prey finally reaching my stomach. I picture it expanding, filling up with whatever I’ve swallowed. The feeling is intense, almost overwhelming. It’s like this mix of pleasure and power. I know it sounds crazy, but it’s the best way I can describe it.
Afterward, I always feel this sense of calm. Like, I’ve satisfied some deep craving. It’s weird, I know, but it works for me. It’s my way of dealing with stress, I guess. Or maybe it’s just a way to escape reality for a while. Whatever it is, it’s become a big part of my life. I am a vore enthusiast.
I know this is all a bit out there. And trust me, it is not something I ever thought I would be into that much. But you know what? I am not hurting anyone, and it makes me feel good. So, why not? Life’s too short to worry about what other people think. Especially when it comes to the weird stuff you’re into in the privacy of your own home.
I am not sure if I will ever share this with anyone in real life. It is a pretty niche interest, and I do not want to freak anyone out. But for now, I am happy to keep exploring this world on my own. It is a wild ride, and I am enjoying every minute of it.
So yeah, that’s my story. My vore story. It is not pretty, it is not conventional, but it is mine. And I am not ashamed of it. Not anymore, at least. It is a part of who I am, and I am finally starting to accept that. It took a while, but I am getting there. And honestly, it feels pretty damn good.
Thanks for reading about my journey. I’ll be sure to share more stuff with you soon!
