If any of y’all have S.kyrim OCs you wanna read get ate by a vore daedric prince, hmu.
Ye just send me an IM or an ask and we can chat and see what’s what. Can even be on anon if ya want.
With the first chapter of that story out, this is valid again. I’ve got an idea for the second chapter already but i’m always down for more ideas.
Description;
The reach of the Daedric Princes is far and wide, with them often having many people willing to give their body and souls to them. And if the Daedra wishes to consume them in the process? Well, who are they to complain. They should’ve read the fine print.
[Assorted stories about a Daedric Prince OC, Wyx'inal, Daedric Prince of Hunger, as they devour people and generally try to enjoy themselves.]
Chapter 1; Wyx'inal’s Desires
Word Count;
1178
Athletic preds. Gym preds.
A pred who regularly works out to keep their ideal weight. They have a gym membership, and it’s a very, very common sight to see them coming in with a very large rounded out belly, or sometimes even a belly still squirming. Then to see them leaving with their stomach almost completely flat again.
A pred who goes to the gym to help tone their muscles, but always gets hungry halfway through the workout and can’t help but slip into the changing room and gulp down one or two other patrons. The workers all know they do this, but the pred is very good friends with the manager so they don’t try to interfere. They sometimes leave with a large, squirming gut.
A swimming pred who will get in their swimsuit, swallow up whoever happens to be next to them, then heads out to swim laps with their squirming belly nearly weightless in the water. By the time they get out its all rounded and still.
If any of y’all have S.kyrim OCs you wanna read get ate by a vore daedric prince, hmu.
Ye just send me an IM or an ask and we can chat and see what’s what. Can even be on anon if ya want.
If any of y’all have S.kyrim OCs you wanna read get ate by a vore daedric prince, hmu.
Also I’ve decided on a name for the Daedric Prince of Hunger and it’s Wyx’inal. Their realm is the Glittering Abyss, a series of floating islands interconnected by bridges of solid golden light. Some are suspended in the air, some on the water. It’s expansive, but mostly in terms of height. It’s a shockingly bright place, with finery and gemstones and many Daedra with large stomachs and less aggressive tendencies (unless they’re hungry).
A common practice of the various Daedra that dwell in the Glittering Abyss is to decorate their stomachs immediately after consuming prey. Intricate patterns will be painted on the surface, or fine silks and decorations drapped across it. If you served Wyx’inal in life, you are given a collar of gold and gemstones upon arrival in the Abyss, enchanted to ensure you are reformed after being consumed. Because it’s bound to happen, and often. If not by a stray Daedra, then by Wyx’inal themself.
Wyx’inal often doesn’t wear clothing when in their realm, seated on a much larger than them throne absolutely covered with soft blankets and softer pillows. The most they wear is fine but mostly see through cloth that drapes in very elegant ways over them. It’s very rare their stomach isn’t at least somewhat full. Many statues and depictions of Wyx’inal show them with a rounded gut with gold painted on it, wrapped in very little cloth.
Wyx’inal occasionally expands the territory of the Glittering Abyss, but generally it’s only upwards. They have no desire to come into direct conflict with the other Princes, if only for the fact it will prevent them from indulging in their desires.
Anal vore where a pred just sits on a prey. Like the prey is just chilling on a bench, minding their own business, when a pred makes their way over, lowers their pants/skirt/ect just a bit, and sits on their head. Lets gravity do the rest as they slide down, trapping the prey halfway inside of them. And then just sitting there as long as they want, feeling the prey squirming and struggling, watching their legs kick to no avail.
And when the pred decides to stand up, they don’t even push the prey in the rest of the way, they just start walking and let every step from them and every struggle from the prey pull them in more and more. Until at last their feet vanish into the pred, and the pred has a full and struggling belly.
thefanciestborrower asked:
The thought of Wilhelm having to deal with overly eager who just kinda, shoves themself in is entirely too amusing to me. Your Dullahan boy has a special place in my heart bless him
I just wanna say. I am so, so sorry for up and vanishing and just leaving this ask here.
But absolutely. A willing and eager prey just, barely even asking before their hands are in the mist of his neck. His head is just stammering questioningly, flustered as all can be as the prey is essentially doing all the work in feeding themselves to him. Eventually it gets to the point where he has to put down his head and helps them the rest of the way, waiting till their curled up and tucked away before picking up his head and sitting down. Takes a couple of minutes before he just sighs and asks, “Why? You could’ve waited a minute for me to be ready?”
Will be grumpy for a bit, but lets them stay as long as they want. Even if it limits his movement for a while.
Eyyyy guess who’s back? It me. Sorry I vanished for a while, life stuff got tricky so had to focus on that. But I bring with me, some vore content. S.kyrim based this time. Might make this a story. Would anyone be interested?
- Imagine there’s a Daedric Prince of Hunger. There’s some overlap between them, Sanguine, and Sheogorath, but none really mind. Sanguine has enough other things to rule over and Sheogorath loves to see what can be stirred up. The Daedric Prince of Hunger (DPoH), incites their followers to give in to their urges, and gives them the ability to consume things much larger than themselves. Occasionally curses people with an insatiable appetite so they just keep eating more and more people and creatures until they are too weighed down to move, at which point DPoH moves in and consumes them in turn.
- DPoH’s hunger is not limited to just eating, they indulge in many kinds of vore. Almost all are fatal, even for the most loyal of their followers. There is a regular sacrifical ritual in which older followers give themselves willingly to DPoH, and in turn they can choose how they should go out. While many want to be churned away and become one with DPoH to dwell forever in their realm, others want things to be more… creative. There’s no shortage in those willing to shove themselves down their Prince’s cock, turning into sperm to be used as the other wishes. The drawback is their spirit can only enter the other’s realm after they are released. Which could be years, their consciousnesses trapped within the other’s sack. The DPoH is not limited by gender as well, so unbirth is also an option for them. However instead of being trapped for some time, they are brought back as subservient Daedra that dwell in DPoH’s realm, obeying their master at every turn.
- In rare cases, DPoH will be prey. Assuming a mortal form and either tricking or forcing themselves down someone’s throat. However, once the form is digested, their consciousness will overlap the pred’s and they will fully take over- gaining a new body in the process. When the Dovahkiin makes their appearance, that is what he attempts to do. If the Dragonborn does get taken over, DPoH will carry on in their place- devouring any who they wish on the way. Including dragons. If the Dragonborn resists, they get DPoH’s blessing, and a choker that allows them the ability of their followers.
- Some of the few DPoH won’t even try to digest are the other Daedric Princes. They have no desire to get into a conflict, simply wanting to indulge their nature. Sometimes Sheogorath and/or Sanguine will be down to fool around. They make a chaotic and dangerous trio. It typically leads to a whole town of people merely vanishing, mainly into the Princes’ guts. Thankfully, their ‘drunken weekends’ are more akin to sometimes yearly ventures.
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