Cilvia

Would it kill you guys to tag your porn!? Jeesh!
It's just a picture of me eating ice cream at the beach, Cil...

Meet Cilvia. She's eighteen, a bit scatterbrained, addicted to Instagram and tiktok, obsessed with the thought of eating people or being swallowed whole, and occasionally exhibits behavior that would make some consider her a geek.

What's that? Oh, yeah. She's kind of had trouble keeping her interests a secret, but she still mostly fancies herself a 'closet voraphile', as she's aware her interests aren't exactly a social norm (outside of places such as the Nexus, but we're getting to that point, so hold on!). She's always been a bit of a foodie and a social media junkie, but her obsession with the act of eating others was something foreign to her until recently. She first discovered her interest in vore when she went to a convention with a few friends out of state a few years back, where one of her closer friends introduced her to the concept while they were hanging out in her room one night. Things got a bit heated, and one thing led to another... Long story short, Cilvia ended up sporting a massive stomach-ache and was bedridden for the remainder of the weekend, and her friend was reported as a missing person. She pretended to be upset, and tried to blame the added pounds and belly-ache on the copious amounts of sweets and junk food they ate at the convention, but in reality she was ecstatic, instantly hooked. It was like her eyes were open to a new world of tastes and aromas, and everything and everyone had their own unique tastes about them.

Being a foodie, she had always been used to the phrase 'tag your porn', usually a joke regarding excessively delicious-looking food. When she began to tag this on pictures where no food was present, pornographic or not, her friends thought it was some weird phase or coping mechanism. Some of them thought that she'd slipped into the role of a nymphomaniac, though at school, she seemed to maintain some form of normalcy about them (though, occasionally, they'd catch her drooling and staring at random classmates from time to time). She made it a point that she didn't want to go to anime or gaming conventions out of town any longer, claiming she was afraid that she'd be snatched up like her best friend, but in truth, she was just attending cons on her own, scoping out potential prey and flirting while in cosplay to get targets alone. One particular convention took place in the Nexus Park area, and she felt euphoria rush over her; she finally found a place where what she did was socially acceptable!

... However, she couldn't afford to outright move here yet, and she didn't want her friends knowing what she was up to. So, she remained a 'closet voraphile'. When asked if she participates in such things, she'll often outright deny it in public before trying to drag the inquisitor off to add to her figure. It's just the best way to be safe, really!

((Under reconstruction, closet voraphile alt of Okusennman.))