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RE: Question Tiny Ladies.
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RE: Swallow Me, Like Your Little Pill (Slow burn | Intimate| Dark | Size-kink | Erotic Vore)
@olo LOL! Right?! Beautiful. Just beautiful. I love it
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RE: Legacy Writer - Shall I Share My Content?
@olo I was not, no. I’m firmly ensconced in Eka’s. Carved out a niche there. Hoping to do the same, here. Although, it’ll be less on the fringe areas, since human and M/F is the vast, vast minority there.
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RE: Swallow Me, Like Your Little Pill (Slow burn | Intimate| Dark | Size-kink | Erotic Vore)
@olo said in Swallow Me, Like Your Little Pill (Dark and moody; supernatural-horror; erotic size-kink, violence and vore):
End Part 1
Well, I just re-read every installment to date, and I gotta say the most recent entry has really taken me aback. You have made quite an unexpected departure, and I’m very curious to see where you end up.
As I imagine was your intent, Heather’s inner narrative is that of someone supremely gaslighted (gaslit?). She has three times as many thoughts, rephrases, and metaphors as someone with average confidence in their grasp of the world. She has to convince herself—over and over—to make the most straightforward observations and decisions. It’s quite exhausting being Heather.
Yes; that was the intent. Heather is a battered, shattered woman. Her inner narrative reflects this. This is why, when we first meet her, she’s looking down at her cell phone, in the dark, repeating over and over her name, the time, and that she’s alive. She has obsessive-compulsive tendencies which is reflected in her disordered thinking. Once her crutch, now it is her hindrance; it has become exacerbated over time due to her trauma, and her self-imposed social exile.
The most rewarding aspect of this story is that it doesn’t presume that its readers are (already) into shrinking/vore. By resisting the absurd impossibility that she was ever small enough to fit inside his mouth, let alone that he contrived to get her in there, the horror of that scenario has the time and space to seduce the reader, who, if they aren’t already looking for vore, might reject the whole proposition out of hand.
It is also, how I imagine, a character completely un-initiated to the concept would view it, and since Heather is the chief captain of the narrative, it had to reflect that morbid curiosity.
More importantly, you are forced to explain why vore is attractive to you, from a prey’s perspective. All the elements, sensory to psychological, need to be detailed and choreographed to fully transport the reader. Part of that is Heather doubting her own memory and sanity. At the same time, abusive relationships and gaslighting are familiar concepts to most all readers, and the logical extension of those tropes to physical possession and consumption eases everyone (Heather not least) into accepting the story’s premise.
Yes, again. Very accurate. This is where I have endeavored to subvert young-adult fiction by introducing vore in the stead of, say, vampirism, or werewolves; it behaves as the logical crux - and extension - of the abuse, both in metaphor, and in function.
I expect the Joseph
charactercaricature is here to demonstrate how Heather can be just as manipulative as her pred is. “Hurt people hurt people” and all that. Heather’s inner narrative regarding “Joey” is rather vicious, going beyond the basic lashing-out that many abuse-victims respond with toward people who try to help them. Until his heroic charge from the closet, I was prepared to believe that Heather’s account of Joseph was wholly invented to suit her emotional needs.That is an interesting take. I had never intended for Joseph to be a figment of her imagination (I wince at the premise of having the specter of Joseph being so elaborate so as to be at the level of a Beautiful Mind).
The possibility that Heather is an unreliable narrator might have been worth preserving, if only to accommodate non-fetish readers who would otherwise sympathize and/or identify with Heather, but you undercut that by introducing her pred’s perspective.
Yes. This is deliberate. We are taken outside of Heather’s perspective, if anything, to violently juxtapose it with that of the predator.
And this is the departure I mentioned at the outset. I was fully expecting to spend the rest of the story in Heather’s head,
That would be exhausting.
[…] Where her pred is magnified, mystified, and beautified. With his seeming omniscience and ubiquity, Heather can never escape or outwit him. With his hooks into her appetites and flesh, she isn’t sure she wants to. He’s a primal bogeyman out of fairy tales or myth.
That sort of impeccable, infallible, and otherwise perfect veneer would have become exhausting, too.
Once the narrative leaps into his perspective, however, he becomes mortal. Fallible. Foolish, even.
Yes. I do splash the canvas with him, as you will observe in the story to come. Is he human? No; not entirely. Is he beast? Demon? Something categorically uncategoric? Perhaps. I even dance around the mortality bit. Sometimes the best story is the one untold. Because that doesn’t matter. None of it matters. What matters is his compulsion and how it has shaped him, and the impact it has to those around him.
I do agree he can be foolish. But wait until you see him in action. You will understand why Heather is so ‘gaslit.’ Never has the devil been cleverer.
We do get an up-close view of how cruel he can be when he interrogates Tammy
Show; don’t tell. This is a very cruel character driven by his own whimsy. And in the story to come I also gaslight the reader into liking him over time (which amplifies the sympathy one may have toward Heather), because despite this - or because of it - he is easily liked, and liked easily. I wince at terminologies such as “charismatic villain,” but it suits its purpose.
For me: the challenge was to create a continuing subversion of the typical and protypical ‘male-lead/ male romantic lead’ in Young-Adult fiction, by providing an antagonist that is more violent and cruel than the canonized vampire or werewolf ‘bad-boy’ - and that exists as a deconstruction of the ‘heel-face turn’ trope.
I also wanted to introduce a character that is a vehicle for fatalistic fetishes, but could also stand out as an individual with a wholly formed personality. And, he is a personality that may appeal to the heteronormative female-gaze, because there is a deficit of predators that do appeal to the female-gaze (as evidenced by purely self indulgent guilty-gears such as 50 Shades, and Twilight). He is a character that has me walking the literary tight-rope of unabashed, primal predator, strangely-endearing bad-boy, and unapologetic story-tool that appeals to women.
I didn’t see enough of this. And I know that if it appealed to me, it may appeal to other women (and people). I also wanted to explore a predator-character that also has something of a bestial nature, which I wanted to dive into unrelentingly by dipping into his mental perspective.
Because the only thing more scary than the monster, is The Monster Thinks.
What is it like from the predator’s perspective? A perspective that has been so-warped by his own fetishistic obsession? A predator that - as alluded to in the story - has mastered the art of consuming women? What does it look like inside that dark theater of his thoughts?
Therein I have a new challenge: to disgust, repel, horrify and antagonize the reader; but also to seduce them. To him: it’s erotic. It’s sexual. It’s sensuous. Can I get my reader to be in soft agreement with him? Can I paint a ghastly-poetic picture of vore from his mind? Can I infuse eroticism into the horror?
I want a tangible, grating clash of his mental perspective with Heather’s. In the very scenes she’s horrified, he’s very likely in rapture; these two extremely divergent views of the same shared situation that is even further shared by having their bodies braided around one another. This enables me, as a writer, to also play with scene-cuts, and shifts.
I have already started to create that cosmic thread between them during those creative scene-shifts. Now, to add vore to the mix, and in some cases endo, and I have even more dimensions and emotional textures to write about.
That’s just more primitive primordial muck to play in, to make it appealing and attractive. And that juxtaposition should ratchet up the horror even more, until it bends back on itself and becomes something self-propagating and self-sustaining, because there’s the unending circle of predator and prey in constant tension and their two conjoined yet disparate view points of being eaten – whilst being eaten. (at least, in some cases, play-eaten as it were).
(since when does Heather care about her, btw?), but we also get to see his petty vindictiveness. To be honest, I’m not sure I want him to catch his prey.
The story has never been about being caught; not really. Heather was always destined to be caught. The real story begins after that.
Random notes:
“Endoscopy,” Heather blurted. “Joey, what do you know about that?”
Joseph looked at her, startled. “That’s random, Heather.”
Speaking it aloud for the first (?) time, she probably mispronounced it.
Lol. Endo-scope-ee.
Talking to him, even if it had been a quick transaction, had felt good. Trading the barbs. Fencing the words. It brought color and conviction back to her. She didn’t feel like a ghostly apparition when they goaded one another into a game of cat-and-mouse
DANGER, WILL ROBINSON This is how she got addicted.
UH OH. YOU ARE SO VERY RIGHT.
Now, if I was a six-foot asshole, where would I go?
That’s a different kind of vore, Heather.
HA HA HA. I legitimately LOL’d.
“You have a very excitable prey-drive,” Heather murmured.
Where did she get that phrase?
Heather is well-read.
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RE: Legacy Writer - Shall I Share My Content?
The filter/find feature on Eka’s drives me up a fricking wall…
I felt that in my soul when you said you have to fish around same-size My Little Pony vore lmaaao -
RE: Swallow Me, Like Your Little Pill (Slow burn | Intimate| Dark | Size-kink | Erotic Vore)
@kisupure said in Swallow Me, Like Your Little Pill (Dark and moody; supernatural-horror; erotic size-kink, violence and vore):
@olo I want to say that you have some good points, but the approach with the predator, if my fuzzy recollection is worth anything, absolutely pans out, and lays the groundwork for the horrors and character development we see later.
Yes. I want that violent, tangible, grating clash between the perspectives of predator and prey.
Giving it only a moment’s thought, I’m not actually sure how one could make a cleaner “transition” into the mind of a character that a story has been building up as a villain. It’s not an emperor-has-no-clothes moment, but more of a… “the god-king Xerxes bleeds!”
This. “The Monster Thinks.”
He’s mortal, fallible definitely, and flawed but the flaws make him uglier and human rather than sexy.
He’s my deconstruction of the ‘heel-face turn’ trope as well. Because, let’s be real, in the real world, you can’t “save” or “reform” narcissistic personalities. And I detest that in YA. Which, was yet another meta-aware, and self-critical deconstruction I endeavored to do with this story.
The romantic interest is, so eloquently stated, a piece of shit. He’s a narcissist. He’s manipulative. He’s cruel; probably borders on psychopath. And resistant to change, and being changed.
Unlike, say, 50 Shades which reforms the romantic interest into something pacified and cuckolded.
No. In this story, the romantic interest, the self-proclaimed bad-boy doesn’t change. Because that really doesn’t happen. And, the good-guy might even go out with a whimper.
Hm.
I’ve had so many people confide in me over the years they find him to be sexy LOL (both in this spin-off, and in the main body of work to which he belongs). And he is intended to be attractive; I have original art work created of him - and gifts from fans - that definitely embrace his physical attractiveness, and sex appeal. I won’t lie, I see the appeal.
I say this like he’s some sort of phantom-limb, and in a way he is:
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RE: Legacy Writer - Shall I Share My Content?
OK, so I have decided. I will bring an exclusive version of Little Pill to DaDo. Doing a simple lift and shift feels lazy and disengenuous; besides, it’s been some time since I’ve first set down to write the story, and it deserves a face-lift; especially now that it fits in with the kink, and verve of this website.
I plan on slow-rolling the chapters; releasing each one seriatim, potentially once a week - or every other week. (Cadence to be determined).
TLDR Little Pill is coming to DaDo, with a special exclusive version to celebrate this forum. A modest thank you for existing. I plan on making the first drop this Sunday (eastern time).
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RE: Swallow Me, Like Your Little Pill (Slow burn | Intimate| Dark | Size-kink | Erotic Vore)
Author’s Note
Dear intrepid reader,
I took down and re-posted Chapter 6. There were some areas I didn’t like, that I refined for you. And added some dialogue. (And some transitional dialogue).
It’s back up. It may help you to re-read it.
Stay tasty.
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RE: Legacy Writer - Shall I Share My Content?
So it begins…
First chapter is up. More to follow in time -
RE: Swallow Me, Like Your Little Pill (Slow burn | Intimate| Dark | Size-kink | Erotic Vore)
@nephilim edited because I can spell
And I have full thoughts. Derp