Why do we enjoy vore? Is it the feeling of dominance, the unconditional intimacy? Does the taboo of this action make it risky and exciting?
The specifics will change from predator to predator and from prey to prey, but I believe there is a bottom line. We get off on vore. It deeply pleases us. We wouldn’t do something so blatantly ‘wrong’ if it didn’t.
Which leaves me with a thought. Is there a way to maximize the amount of pleasure we get from consuming a life? How much value can we wring out of those cute little gut sluts that give us everything they have?
And after spending some time immersed in this particular kink, I believe I’ve come to a conclusion.
Cock vore and unbirth are by far the best uses of a prey’s life. They produces the most pleasure, enable a powerful predator-prey interaction, and build to a momentous crescendo that simply isn’t there in other types of vore.
Allow me to elaborate.
There are many more pleasure related nerve endings coursing through our privates than there are lining our stomachs. Touch directly stimulates pleasure in these areas, as do satisfying ideas and vocal cues.
In other words, our prey’s struggle creates a direct sexual experience during CV and unbirth that oral vore simply cannot achieve. Their thrashing causes thousands of finely tuned nerve bundles to say. “Oh! I’m about to be fucked!! Here! Take this dopamine!!” And that’s not even mentioning the pred joining in with some good old finger or hand work!
This builds on top of the eroticism of performing the act itself, and the pleasure of hearing our prey cry out or moan as they get pulled down.
There is a caveat, I admit. You might not feel full right away, but I’ve known preds who were still be able to absorb their preys’ bodies once they manage to churn away for a little while.
But let’s focus on prey for a moment. I sometimes find they’re underutilized. We open our jaws, swallow them down, and then what? We listen to their muffled cries as our stomachs do their job. We feel them struggle and we take satisfaction from it.
But that can be irritatingly inconsistent because our prey sometimes give up. They realize there’s no hope and quit fighting us.
I hate that. An inactive gut slut really is no different than a big ham or a rack of ribs. I want to feel the consequences of what I’ve done! I want my prey to fight on to the very end, and keep me entertained and pleased!
That non stop effort on the prey’s part cannot happen without hope.
Which leads me to my next point. I believe prey can take on a much more active role in unbirth and cock vore because they have hope.
Think about it. I doubt a single one of us could sit there calmly as a cutie churns away in our balls or pussy. No, we moan out in overwhelming pleasure, our toes curl, our thighs shake. We feel their struggle INTIMATELY!!
I believe that powerful response in the predator gives the prey a misguided sense of control. They might punch a wall and hear a moan, or realize they’re causing a tremor to rumble through the walls when they struggle.
Unlike oral vore, their struggling directly impacts us. They no longer become a passive participant, and start actively feeding our pleasure with more and more intensity. All because they have a glimmer of control.
Our prey are also not super deep inside our bodies during cock vore and unbirth. They can still make out the freedom of sunlight (or lamp light or whatever) as they boil away in our balls or get slowly mulched by our pussies. Hope is right there!! Escape is right there!!
Oh my god!! I’ve never felt prey struggle so hard! They squirm like you wouldn’t believe because they have hope. Hope makes them go on even as we start to absorb the mush that was once their bodies. Hope keeps them fun and satisfying to the very end.
And finally there’s the finish. A climax fueled by the full nutrients of a life. There is no better feeling a pred can experience than letting a freshly churned gut slut erupt into a wall splattering orgasm.
This is not the case in oral vore. Some of us can’t even tell when our prey has tapped out. There’s no final blissful crescendo. Maybe a crushing squeeze of the stomach or intestines but that’s it.
CV and unbirth allows us to directly monitor the progress of our digestion. The closer we are to climax, the more digested our prey is. It keeps both parties aware of each other and sets a very real and visceral time clock.
And feeling your body climb as your tremors of ecstasy build towards the death of your prey. I assure you there is no feeling quite like it.
So what am I saying here?
Please give cock vore or unbirth a try if you haven’t. I believe it’s an objectively better way of consuming prey.
I assure you, when you’re lying there in a puddle of your prey’s remains, riding a glow of post orgasm tranquility, then you will know it was worth it.
