Reblog and you’ll be included in our RP Blog List.
Just mention what kinds of expansion you prefer (weight gain, breast expansion, giantess, vore, ect) and we’ll include you in!
Re8logging for the night crowd.
Hi there, and welcome to my 8log! My name is Vriska Serket, and this is where me and my amazing 8ody have all sorts of fun adventures! I'm just the sexiest, curviest sort of spider8itch around, don't mind me! 8ut don't think I'm just a8out huge tits and shit. You wouldn't want to make THAT mistake. >::::)
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Anonymous asked: My lover likes inflation and expansion as much as I do but he also likes vore, He said that vore and inflation are closely linked and go hand in hand. Any ways to condition me to like vore, Mistress?
Well, they CAN 8e. I mean I’m preeeeeeeetty sure it’s o8vious to you how easy it is to connect “eating some8ody the same size as you” with “eating enough food to make your 8elly really fucking huge.”
The 8est way to enjoy it more is to go ahead and dehumanize these people as much as possi8le!
They’re not real things worth respecting the wills of! They’re your snacks! They serve no gr8er purpose in life other then to make some8ody 8igger, and anything they were going to do with their lives pales in comparison with that!
I have solved so many pro8lems 8y taking that mindset.
Anonymous asked: Miss Serket there has been a small accident at the fizzy grub smoothie factory some distance from your home. Several tonnes of our wondrous fizzy grub beverage has been leaking into the ocean thanks to an industrial accident. A man on staff claims that you are unmatched in manners of consumption. If you were able to drink the entirety of the spill before troll CNN hears about this. We will pay you of course and you can have free Fizzy grub juice for the rest of time. Please fucking help us.
She tilts her head, and laughs lightly, patting her flat stomach.
"You 8astards always need to come to me for help, don’t you?
ell, only 8ecause 1, you’d 8e paying me well, and 2, you’re going to honor me as some sort of hero after this, I accept! Although you guys need to clean the junk that’s already in the ocean. You know how dirty that shit is? No thanks.”
And one rocketbooting later, she stops at the side of the factory. She can see the leak, sending a rush of the weird fizzy soda to flood to the ground, and down into the nearby ocean water. It wasn’t that big of a leak, but it was intense, shooting up as if erupting out of a volcano.
"Well, seems like you got a 8it of a leak here. Shame, too. I mean you could pro8a8ly go ahead and just put some sort of stopper on it 8ut nope. Lets just have Vriska here drink it all.
Fine 8y me. ::::)”
You grip onto the side of the pipe tightly, and take a deep breath, watching the soda rush by your head. Just count to eight. One. Two. Three. Got to do it fast. Four. Five. Six. Lest it take your head off. Seven……..
You quickly stretch out your cheeks, and surround the small opening in the pipe and. Oh that was a lot of soda. It rushed down your throat, faster then you could taste it. It took less than a second for it to pass what would normally stuff a belly. That gut stretched out from under her shirt, and over her pants, pressing against the pipe itself soon enough. You can feel your body being pushed back by your intense belly, eventually lifting you off your feet. Your belly was already bigger then you were, and you still had who knows how much soda to go. The bubbly mixture churned in your gut, only making it grow faster with all sorts of gasses and carbonation.
And soon, you were no longer laying flat on your belly. You were actually leaning forwards as your gut swells even larger. You have to hold onto the pipe with both hands, as your belly tries to lift you off the pipe. Your legs hang over your head, as your belly reaches up past even them, your gut starting to resemble a small house in size and scope.
The sound of cheering passes over your ears, as hands swat at yours, and the intensity of the sodaflood dies down. You open your eyes, groggily as the workers at your side cheer you, tell you about the emptyness of the factory. And with a triumphant sigh, you push off the pipe, and roll back onto the center of your truly gigantic belly. You were at eye level with a second story window, your belly having taken a massive egg shape as you rest on top of it, smiling.
"Well then, when do I get paid?"
Miss Serket do you.. XTREME ROLEPLAY?
I’ve seen this one 8efore.
And yes, of course I will! I get very dedic8ed to my roles, regardless of how large I’d have to 8e to fill them.
And I can get quite large. >::::)