u/danythegoddess

Predators became a thing… Suddenly. One day, a few people woke up hungry, and they ate. And they ate a lot. And they were so big, so influential, that somehow humans, prey, managed to fuck their lives up, by allowing, with laws, the Predator’s existence and their right to… Eat. And what’s worse, is that Predators could make prey smaller, to better devour them. It is not uncommon for predators to stand about 10’ or so, and for them to be able to make their preys… Much, much smaller.

That was my fate, supposedly. Shrunken, made small, weak, brought up to my wife’s immense maw, and… Kissed. Lapped, and placed down on her immense thighs. Just like that, I had been made a doll, to witness my wife’s appetites, while she… Keeps me close, cherishing me. She’s not a monster, she says, while I can hear the gurgle of her gut, bones snapping as her stomach compresses. She loves me, she says, pinning me down effortlessly, to idly molest my small body. She’s looking out for me, she swears, stuffing me between her tits, where I can hear the moans of pain coming from her victims, deep within her.

I’m her favorite victim, I’m her small wife… And she won’t eat me.

Is it luck, or is it a curse?

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Hi! Thanks for reading my brief prompt. I am looking for a slice of life, story focused RP. I aim to play on Discord. Size difference is a must. Open to discussing setting at large and details, beside that. Only 18+ of course.

Thanks!

Predators became a thing… Suddenly. One day, a few people woke up hungry, and they ate. And they ate a lot. And they were so big, so influential, that somehow humans, prey, managed to fuck their lives up, by allowing, with laws, the Predator’s existence and their right to… Eat. And what’s worse, is that Predators could make prey smaller, to better devour them. It is not uncommon for predators to stand about 10’ or so, and for them to be able to make their preys… Much, much smaller.

That was my fate, supposedly. Shrunken, made small, weak, brought up to my wife’s immense maw, and… Kissed. Lapped, and placed down on her immense thighs. Just like that, I had been made a doll, to witness my wife’s appetites, while she… Keeps me close, cherishing me. She’s not a monster, she says, while I can hear the gurgle of her gut, bones snapping as her stomach compresses. She loves me, she says, pinning me down effortlessly, to idly molest my small body. She’s looking out for me, she swears, stuffing me between her tits, where I can hear the moans of pain coming from her victims, deep within her.

I’m her favorite victim, I’m her small wife… And she won’t eat me.

Is it luck, or is it a curse?

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Hi! Thanks for reading my brief prompt. I am looking for a slice of life, story focused RP. I aim to play on Discord. Size difference is a must. Open to discussing setting at large and details, beside that.

Thanks!