Talked to my dear old therapist today about this whole 'vore' phase I've been going through since age 12. Was rather difficult to explain to her, but eventually we got through to each other, and we came to a crossroads I've never come to before.

The vore fantasy: for me, I love the idea of a lion devouring a gazelle. But she asked me which part I play in this fantasy. Am I the gazelle, being eaten and controlled by a stronger being? Or am I the lion, devouring something weaker, and supplementing myself with its flesh?

Complicated issue indeed, as I identify with neither in all honesty. I simply am attracted to animals when they eat. Hell, even a spider eating a grasshopper sends me into ecstasies. So maybe it should just be accepted that I just like it, the way 'normies' just like 'normal' things. Bizarre, hm? Serious, serious, serious...

I'm writing two stories to explore which of the two, if either, I represent. One called 'Grandmother' detailing the emotions of the devoured. The other called 'The Little Deer' detailing the emotions of the devourer. Surely while exploring these I'll be able to figure out which one I'm more drawn to.

String, out.