I find the tiniest little man crawling around my dungeon. I decide to teach him a lesson. Tell him exactly how he will be devoured. Put inside my mouth, tasted, rolling around on my huge tongue and huge pillars of teeth gnawing down on him. I describe the scene in gory detail, dangling his tiny little body right in front of my huge mouth the whole time. I don’t think he thinks I’ll really do it. But I do. Swallowing him. Putting him in my mouth. Feeling him trying to fight his way out before his life disappears down my huge tunnel of a throat. The perfect vore POV.