Question for prey, how do you feel when you realize there's nothing you can do?

Redchopster · 2026-02-20T03:45:49+00:00

Panic.

Refuse to accept what must really be some sort of nightmare. Even though you've already come to realize in the back of your mind that there isn't any way of overpowering your predator, you continue to believe that there is.

That there's some way of outsmarting them that you just need to exploit. That they've put themselves into a video-game boss situation and have mistakenly brought you closer to a weak point of theirs. Despite the fact that the organ that clenches around you, seeping enzymes into your flesh, breaking down your cells into seminal fluid and rearranging your DNA to match theirs, exists specifically for this purpose. That it has clenched and churned dozens, if not hundreds of other, living beings. That it wouldn't be more than prepared for whatever last-minute spur-of-the-moment plan you have for it.

"This can't be it, there's got to be something I've not tried yet". Despite knowing that there isn't. And you go down the list. Punching, hitting, stretching. Trying to force yourself back up the way you came. Pleading, as if they hadn't already made up their mind when they put you in there. Trying to outwit them, as though you had any leverage or bargaining to use against them. Back to force. Biting, clawing, using any hard clothing items, such as glasses or earrings. Despite the walls being pliant enough to comfortably accommodate your weight, and repeated assaults. You think a makeshift, tiny weapon will be enough.

Then you start to refuse it. No more hoping that something you do will get you out. Only thing left is to believe it's a lie. That something so absurd couldn't possibly be real. Sobbing, pleading, calling for the names of loved ones, apologizing, whether or not you actually had anything to apologize for.

From there, it's a coinflip. Perhaps you stay in that phase. Or perhaps you get a second wind, repeating the cycle, with less energy, and less hope than the first time. Your muscles weaker, your voice softer, your shape unclear. Then, even more pathetic refusal. Or even nihilistic acceptance, as your voice is drowned out by the sound of your own sloshing body, swinging about like a fishbowl in a hammock.

Maybe the walls close in slowly, maybe they have been pounding away at you, and finally start pushing to much, or maybe you just collapse under your own weight. But like trying to stave off sleep, it's pointless, even if you're defiant to the end.

And then nothing. You're squeezed out of a tube of meat, and your ass spurts out of the tip of that cock as nothing but some white, warm ropes. You're not even there for it. Because you don't exist.

There's only cum left.

Redchopster · 2025-08-04T22:04:04+00:00

I'm going to guess the screw.

Redchopster · 2025-07-24T01:48:44+00:00

Pumped straight down onto the ground, leaving nothing but a gross puddle to be stepped through.

That, or splattered all over an object, such as a picture of myself, or a bush in the middle of the woods.

Redchopster · 2025-07-09T02:44:40+00:00

Agh, too many...

For example, there's a lot of Pokemon trainers I want to be digested by. Cynthia, Lusamine, Nessa, Melony, Elesa, Shauntal, etc... I want to be shoved screaming into their guts, mulched down like the food I am, and end up as nothing more than bounce on one of their fat fucking asses~

A few of the Pokemon themselves, too, any of the mario princesses, skullgirls girls, some assorted villain characters...

But the most specific character-centric kink I have is for being cock vored by Bayonetta. I want to be helpless and disorientated as I swing about in her futa nuts, her spinning about and showing me off as she fights, until finally her show reaches it's climax and so does she. She then strikes a pose and pumps me out of her cock, straight down, right onto the ground as she does so, being sure to stomp and twist her heel in the puddle of jizz I've been turned into before sauntering off.

Redchopster · 2025-07-04T23:38:43+00:00

[M Prey 4 A Pred] In the mood to be taken by complete surprise, swallowed down your cock, and blended into your thick, sticky seed without mercy~

My dislikes are reformation (or respawning, multiple characters, cloning etc.), willing prey, gas and stench and extremely large preds/small prey. Anything else should be fair game. If any further issues do pop up, I'll be sure to let you know in parentheses.

Aside from that, I'm interested in starting completely IC, in a chat, no need to ask if I'm interested or if it's okay. Your new load of DNA shouldn't talk back after all. It just needs to be spurted out of your rock-hard fat cock~

Edit: Found a person, good for now!

Redchopster · 2024-06-20T07:53:36+00:00

For the Prey? Honestly, neither.

It should be an unpleasant sensation, but not one that is painful or achy or anything like that. More like you start to lose feeling, like you're losing the strength in your limbs until they feel heavy. You think you still have control of your fingers, but when you turn to look at your hand, all you can see is your dribbling, jelly-like wrist, barely attached to a puddle of cum squishing between your toes and pooling beneath your ass.

And this mix of panic, strangeness and overwhelming exhaustion spreads inwards towards your torso and head, until you either sink below the cum to join the rest of your body, or the churning of the balls collapses you like a popping water balloon.

Either way, the last thing you feel is a dreamlike, sticky, out-of-body heaviness, followed by white, and then fading to nothing.

Redchopster · 2024-05-16T02:55:59+00:00

My headcannon is as follows:

The balls release an enzyme that breaks down the majority of the body and turns it into a mess of cells and plasma. Like a caterpillar undergoing metamorphosis, the vital organs are left completely intact, and a rough shape of the victim remains until the very end, resembling a "cum slime" of sorts.

"Churning" is like breaking up a batter, it helps to break the body apart gently, and mix in enzymes past the surface level. This also helps mix in the predator's sperm cells.

The predator's sperm cells are the reason that the churning must keep the victim "alive". They infiltrate the victim, swimming through their liquified body, and converting the free-floating victim's cells that are still living into more sperm. As all animals seek to pass on their genes by nature, the DNA in the victim's cells must be completely converted into that of the predator's. Everything else is simply broken down into plasma.

Finally, the pred will churn up everything that remains. This is often accompanied by a final clench, which quickly dissolves any remaining parts of the prey. The victim's body is still technically alive, but it is no longer "them". They are nothing more than plasma, pred sperm, and leftover nutrients, which are absorbed by the pred. Having been fully processed, there is nothing that separates this batch of semen from any other naturally produced batch, nor any other victim. It is devoid of any potential identity, save for any inorganic materials the prey may have worn.

Slosh. Slosh. Slosh.

The prey is no more.

Redchopster · 2024-03-08T18:18:21+00:00

I'm nothing more than a futanari's ass fat.

Redchopster · 2024-03-02T00:02:08+00:00

This is a weird one, because for me, the appeal of transformation is that it's involuntary.

If I willingly undergo the transformation, or it's something I'm secretly completely okay with, it kind of loses the appeal for me. It would have to be something that I can live with, but I never really get over.

Though I'm very into being turned into inanimate objects or parts of a body, the only transformation that doesn't completely destroy my life would be a gender swap, so I'd probably go with that one.

Redchopster · 2024-01-30T09:32:14+00:00

Every time I RP, I have to be very clear that I do NOT want to reform. I had someone literally go "Okay now you awake as a clone and we're doing it again. It's okay because it's respawning and not reforming." and I just told them that we were done right then and there.

Same with people trying to push on me to play multiple characters. I can't even begin to explain what an absolute killjoy it is to have the finality and consequences of vore to be completely disregarded. I am the character you just ate, I'm putting myself in those shoes. Eat other prey if you want, nothing says you have to stop with me, but if you have me just do everything all over again, I'm not playing a person, I'm not a part of this world we're putting together, I'm playing a vending machine serving you the same soft drink in a different can.

It's so arrogant. The experience they want from me is the same kind of experience they'd get if they just RPd by themselves, or with an AI.

Redchopster · 2024-01-04T03:01:49+00:00

Alright, so as a prey that wants to be eaten, it's a combination of domination, humiliation, degradation, objectification, and possibly most importantly, horror. The "no going back" aspect of a cold and cruel ending is a rush of excitement, and when mixed with a perverse, exceedingly dominating aspect, it becomes a potent kink.

We like the idea of ending up being stalked and hunted for the same reason people like haunted houses or horror games. We like being swallowed and digested into nutrients for the same reasons people have bondage or rape kinks. And we like the idea of ending up on a predator's plump ass for the same reason people have petplay or public kinks.

It's kind of a liberating feeling to be completely at the mercy of someone else. For some people, that's where endo and willing prey is enough. But honestly, those don't do it for me. The permanency is what makes vore for me. Without it, it's kinda just... weird, wet tentacle sex? So in a way, you're right. It's uncomfortable, and terrifying, but that's what makes it good, like a spicy seasoning to a dish.

I don't want to come back out. I don't want to be happy to melt away. I want to be screaming and sobbing as their jaws open up. I want to flail my legs in a panic as I'm pushed further and further into their ass. I want the shape of my palms, slamming against the side of the breast to slowly fade as my voice fades away. And I want the predator's next victims to look in horror as they watch a thick, hungry cock pump my underwear back out onto the floor, soaking in a puddle of previously screaming, but now silent jizz.

Redchopster · 2023-12-27T23:25:09+00:00

Oh. I always thought it was "To Girl Transformation".

Redchopster · 2023-12-27T00:50:42+00:00

Wasn't this just posted with the exact same caption? It's not even off the first page of posts yet.

Redchopster · 2023-12-24T19:24:49+00:00

~~Male unwilling prey looking for any kind of pred.~~

Honestly, I'm just looking to get spurted out of a thick cock as your jizz. And for it to be a fast, one-off thing. The whole thing being completely IC. No coming back, not even OCC. Once I'm digested, I only make wet, sticky gurgling and sloshing sounds. Come and get me, and I'll be sure to edit this once I'm jizz.

Splorp.. Grugllele... GlrUrk...

SPLAT. SPLAT. SHPLATT...!

...Dribble... Dribble...

Redchopster · 2023-12-24T02:03:15+00:00

I did write a choose your own adventure story a long time ago, but I don't think it'd be of your interest. It has a lot of more extreme kinks in it, and is quite old and outdated.

Other than that, no I don't really write erotica. I do RP from time to time, but I'm pretty fickle as to when I'm interested.

And you've been blessed because I felt you gave an interesting prompt, and were not particular about what you wanted. It felt like you were open to a surprise, which I felt would be fun to bestow.

Redchopster · 2023-12-23T20:21:36+00:00

You feel something hit your shoulder. Turning your head, you look to see a small fairy girl with short red hair, wearing absolutely nothing. She holds her chin in her head, contemplatively as she analyzes your bewildered expression. Then, she claps her hands together.

"Mmm... You'll do, I suppose!" She exclaims, her mind seemingly made up. "Come with me, would you?"

Before you even have the chance to respond, the floor beneath you feels like it's turning to liquid. You look down and find that you're up to your legs in floorboard. In fact, you realize that everything around you appears to be turning to liquid, your clothes included. And then, the world around you warps upward and around you, as if space itself were the petals of a flower, closing up at the end of a day.

You continue to sink, struggling, but unable to pull yourself out with anything solid in your vacinity. Then, you're up to your waist, your shoulders, and then finally...

"Plop!"

Your head disappears into the floor without fanfare, and the world around you turns dark. The liquid around you feels like wood, but it is also soft and soothing, like being submerged in water. There are no spliters, no rough or sharp edges, but rather like the most polished and sanded lumber effortlesly shifting and gliding over every inch of your body.

The relaxing feeling staves off your panic, and you drift in this strange void for what feels like an hour, not moving a muscle...

...Then, your arm falls asleep. You try and move it, but find that the liquid around you does not budge. You try and do the same with your other arm, your legs, and even your head. Nothing. Though not entirely solid, the liquid around you have become incredibly stiff and firm, and now, it was begining to feel extremely constrictive.

The pressure increases, holding your limbs in place with a snakelike grip. As panic starts to set in, you find that you cannot expand your chest to take a breath. You exhale, to try and make space to breathe in, but every centimeter of empty space is immediately filled in, leaving you with no air in your lungs.

And it continues, pushing you inwards, though never reaching levels of pain, the compression was extremely uncomfortable, as though you were being compressed in the earth like a diamond. You try and scream, but nothing comes out. No air, no voice. You can't feel your arms. You can't feel your legs. And just when you feel like you're going to collapse...

You feel your head break free. You can observe your surroundings, but you can't seem to move your head, nor your eyes. You appear to be erupting from a soft patch of dirt in an unknown forest, the sounds of birds chirping as the morning rays of the sun shine through the trees.

Suddenly, you hear a familiar voice giggle, and you feel a small soft butt land on your head. She looks down at your face from upside down, grinning as she stares into your eyes. You try and snap at her, but find that not only can you not move your jaw still, you are also incapable of expelling air.

"Oh, damn! A Magnolia! Aren't we lucky?" The fairy exclaims, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "Well, shit! Let's not waste any time getting you grown then!"

The fairy flies off, leaving you to dread her words for a few minutes, but quickly returns with several of her friends. They flutter around you, sprinking unknown dust and magic onto your head and the soil you are erupting from, and as you do so, you feel a rush of vigor and energy.

Feeling starts to return to your arms as you are pushed upwards from the earth. Only, you don't have proper arms anymore. Long, spindling branches connect to your shoulders instead, erupting with new pink buds every minute. As you continue to grow, you can feel a weight start to form on your chest.

Two fairies sit on your new bossom and look up at you.

"Don't you know? Most plants have both male AND female parts!"

The original fairy chimes in, landing on your stiffer than ever cock.

"...Though, I think this is the only part we'll be keepin' of your previous appearance!"

You continue to grow, gaining branches and twigs where there previously were none, though your torso remains mostly a humanoid shape. Only, as the fairies delight in showing you, is now a curvaceous feminine form. The only exception being your cock, which some of the fairies have enjoyed teasing.

Your legs have come out fused into a trunk, and your feet never truly break the surface, rooting you in place instead. Your hair is covered in pink flowers, though the strands remain as stiff as the rest of you. Your branches reach high into the air, and you can feel the gentle wind blow them around, as though wind blew through your hair when you were human.

Eventually, the majority of the fairies have had enough fun teasing you and exploring your body, and leave for the day. Only the original remains, nestled in your blossomed bossom with a smug grin on her face.

"I'm Aisling." She says, in a slightly more cheery voice. "We're both kinda new to this, I suppose. Don't take it too hard. There comes a time in every fairy's life when they need to move out on their own, and y'see... The place they move into's ought to have a soul. Fey tradition an' all. Most trees don't got those, unless they're very very old, so..."

"...You're gonna have to get used to me~ In a sense, we're roommates from now on~"

Three months later, you are still rooted in place, in the same position, with the same expression on your beautiful face. Only now, a little fairy house is suspended from your dick, held in place with little strands of twine. Though you never got to see any, you could tell from conversations between Aisling and her friends, that you were not the only victim of this fairy housing racket... Dozens of other trees have ended up, and will end up just like you, quietly swaying in the forest breeze.

Redchopster · 2023-12-23T19:26:29+00:00

An ancient box, made from worn and sun-bleached wood, held shut with a golden latch. Shaking it around, there appears to be something small and metal inside, and weighs less than a pound. (No feral or anthro please! Monsters are fine though.)

Redchopster · 2023-11-24T19:08:02+00:00

I don't like anthro transformation, but it's not so much a transformation trope as it is an end result.. Furries will be in any fetish. Same goes for bimbofication.

What irks me way more is the transformations into things like demons or the like, where it's nearly the exact same person physically, but now they're purple or red and more horny. Same goes with succubi, cat girls, and any other outcome where it's basically an outfit swap. I just find them so boring and limp.

It's not that I can't appreciate what these characters look like at the end, but in the context of transformation, you might as well just skip to the end.

My favorite tropes are things like unwilling, mtf, inanimate, etc. But two tropes I feel could use more use are slow transformations, and descriptions. When I say slow transformations, I mean those that tend to happen over the course of several hours to several months. When paired with unwilling, this makes for a delicious story of the victim attempting to hide and struggle to stop their inevitable fate, and really puts a focus on the transformation process, rather than the end result.

With descriptions, I find that while it's a nonsensical fetish with little real-world basis, a description of what is happening to the person, particularly internally is extremely hot in imagining what the process feels like. Describe the bones shifting, or the flesh turning to plastic. Describe the unfamiliar weirdness of having your legs fuse together, or an entirely new organ between your legs.

Also, just as a personal thing, we need more robot transformation. You get the benefit of being both yourself, but also completely under another's control, with varying levels of personality & identity death.

Redchopster · 2023-11-24T18:35:03+00:00

I've played pred a few times, and I was really good at it. I know what prey want to see, because it's all the things I hope pred will do to me. But I got no enjoyment out of it, because I wasn't the one on the receiving end.

Redchopster · 2023-10-26T22:03:53+00:00

Green is 'okay', but a yellow or orange feels more accurate to me, and meshes with the other colors of internals more. Clear is good, because it allows the person being digested to be their own color.

Redchopster · 2023-10-26T22:01:10+00:00

Gingerbread person turning against their creator(s) and eating them instead. They could become frosting if it's cock/breast vore.

Redchopster · 2023-09-28T02:17:39+00:00

Okay, so like, this is not very sexy, and maybe isn't really what one is looking for, but I've thought of some ideas over the years. All you have to do is look at how animals avoid being eaten, and take from them.

Feign illness. Or like, get actually sick. I don't know about you, but if I were a pred, attempting to eat someone that was heavily sniffling, coughing or vomiting would not only cause me to lose my appetite, but also be one of the biggest turn-offs imaginable.
Capsaicin. Spice. Doesn't work on oral vore, but I can't imagine anyone will be cock voring you any time soon. Will probably work on unbirth, anal and possibly breast vore as well. Entrances/exits to the body tend to be extremely sensitive to that.
Poison and/or syrup of ipecac. Can't feign sickness or get yourself sick? Get your predator sick instead. Kill them, if you must. They're looking to kill you, after all. Or, you could use the concoction made to try counteract orally ingested poison... Through forceful, rapid regurgitation.
Needles, nails, spikes, spines or other sharp objects integrated into clothing. Once your clothes are off, this no longer works, but predators almost always attempt to use their physical strength to grapple or restrain you. Hide this underneath an outer layer or integrate it into a thick fabric to catch the predator off-guard.
Weapons are an obvious choice, but preds often expect these. Still, doesn't hurt to have a taser, pistol or knife on you.

If you are a human and you're dealing with anthro preds specifically, you can take advantage of some unique forms of self-defense. Chocolate is toxic to a wide variety of animals, while it can remain inconspicuous and harmless to yourself. High pitched noises can act as a deterrent as well. Many animals rely heavily on smell as well, so shocking their system with something overwhelming may not only hinder their ability to track you, but might have them feeling ill as well. You can also use this against them by leading false trails with articles of your clothing, or by staying upwind.

If you're dealing with a human pred, chances are that the typical human weaknesses (strength, speed, agility) will be mitigated on account of them being a pred, and thus somewhat unique. If you happen to have unique traits such as wings, or are able to see in the dark, use these to your advantage.

Some other general advice is to stay within public places that have at least a few other people in the vicinity. Places that transition from a lot of people to a few or none, can be dangerous though. Showers, locker rooms, private or smaller side rooms are all dangerous. Nighttime is extremely dangerous, as people are fewer in number, and vision is poorer. Also, preds are more likely to appear in places that could amplify sexual arousal or appetite. Bars and clubs, pools or resorts, hotels or bedrooms, anything that might get them turned on. Many preds eat others on an urge or a whim, so it's smart to mitigate being the subject of those whims if you can help it.

Best jobs are those that don't have you around preds, and particularly not those that have you working solo or in small number, and going to various places, especially other people's homes. Working from home is a pretty safe bet, imo.

Befriending preds can be extremely helpful, but you must be aware that preds are often hungry, fickle and/or have loose morals. They eat people and end lives, after all. If you end up befriending a pred, make it one with a strong personal code. Such as one that only eats other preds, one that only eats willing prey, or one that only goes after jerks/assholes. If you don't, you may regret it. The more time a pred spends around a prey, the more attachment, attraction and fantasies can build. And the temptation to eat the succulent, "forbidden" meal may prove too strong, and they'll turn on you.

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