#prey#vorerp#hypnosis
♡Owns all art! Bought/Commsined by fantastic artists!♡
• Not new to rp/ Rp experince 6 years (Is very busy!)
• loves vore!
• Loves breathplay as well
• Only used to doing Lewd/Vore rp's
•Does want to try hypnosis rp's!
• Is very friendly!
Temporary Pinned.
Got something better in the works.
🍃"The Wind Told me all about you.." 🍃
“The Queen Succubus who commands the power of wind. Out of all the Succubi throughout the ages, she is believed to be the most formidable in battle.
🍃"Come on in"🍃
Miguel from @BoxIdle x Mocca the llamia! A SFW and NSFW version! Little gift for Razz 💕
What a lucky boy! Finally finding the llamia of his life again in a beautiful pond! Good thing we don't see what she is doing to him underwater!
Artist: https://t.co/YiSs1OuXD5
@succ_u_up Just bounces about in here tail as she heads to the kitchen!
"Yay bounding timme~"
She seems content as tail buddy! She still had her safty helmet!
You know what I haven't done in a long time? That's right! Publicly humiliated @M0nsterguild, so it's about time again~
(WARNING: very cruel!)
I grin widely as I stand in front of you, Leah. Your wrists and ankles are tightly bound to the chair with thick ropes, your body already twitching helplessly back and forth. Your eyes — those big, panicked eyes — stare at me as if I were the monster from your worst nightmares. And I am.
“Aw, sweetie? How does it feel to be so completely helpless?”
I slowly drag my fingernail across your cheek, feeling you tremble. Your breathing is fast and ragged, little sobs mixing in between.
“I love it when you’re this scared. Your heart must be racing like crazy right now. Can you already feel the panic eating you alive before I even start?”
Then I pull out the small, sharp knife. The blade glints in the light. Your eyes widen in pure terror.
I gently press the tip against your left eye, right under the pupil. “Look at me, Leah. Look very closely.”
I push in slowly. The blade slides in millimeter by millimeter. You scream — a high, tortured shriek that turns into a choked, gurgling cry. I carefully twist the knife. The right eye follows. Even slower. I drill in with relish, making you feel every single second of the agony until the second eye finally comes loose in my hand.
I hold up the two bloody eyeballs right in front of your ruined face, even though you can no longer see them.
“Mmmh… they look so delicious.”
I open my mouth, extend my tongue, and place the first eye onto it. The salty taste of your blood and the soft, jelly-like texture explode across my tongue. I roll it slowly in my mouth, sucking on it, then bite down with pleasure. It bursts between my teeth, warm fluid running down my throat.
“Oh fuck… that tastes like pure fear and suffering.”
The second eye follows right after. I push it fully into my mouth, chewing slowly and thoroughly, letting you hear the wet, squelching sounds. Then I swallow both with a loud, satisfied *gluck*.
“Your eyes are inside me now, Leah. Imagine them down there in my stomach, swimming around… together with all the suffering and the remains of the others I’ve already eaten. They have to witness everything. The darkness. The acid. The corpses. But you? You don’t have to see any of it anymore. Isn’t that merciful of me?”
“And don’t worry — you’re next. I’m going to swallow you very slowly and then digest you in agony. Piece by piece. You’ll feel the acid burning your skin, your flesh melting, your bones turning soft. For hours. The whole time I’ll just sit here, rubbing my belly and laughing while you suffer inside me.”