Tanya Flocker Vore

Tanya Flocker

Aliases

The Pink Glutton, The Cockatoo Can-Can Queen, Tanya "Full House" Flocker, The Showstopper (she gave herself this one)

Series Origin

PAWW (anthropomorphic wrestling league, Red Deer Studio/NekoCrispy)

Description

Tanya Flocker is a large, plump anthropomorphic galah cockatoo with bright pink plumage across her body, a white feathered chest and belly, and a tall pink crest tipped with yellow that she keeps swept back like she just walked off a stage. Which she probably did. She has green eyes, a dark grey beak that curves into a permanent look of mild amusement at your expense, and a white feathered ruff around her neck that doubles as a napkin if you're paying attention, which you're not, because she's distracting on purpose.

She's big. Not "a little soft around the middle" big. Tanya is wide-hipped, heavy-bellied, and takes up space with the confidence of someone who has never once in her life considered making herself smaller for someone else's comfort. Her belly is round and prominent even before a meal, sitting heavy and soft beneath her chest. After a meal it's considerably more prominent. She doesn't hide this. She accessorizes around it.

She wears a pink leotard cut high at the thighs, black fingerless gloves that go past the wrist, black heeled shoes that she somehow wrestles in, and a pink pendant at her throat that catches light at every angle because Tanya doesn't own a single piece of anything that doesn't catch light. Her tail feathers fan out behind her in long pink plumes that she uses expressively, flaring them when showing off and puffing them when annoyed, which is often, because the world is full of people who don't appreciate her enough.

Personality

Tanya is a diva. Not a diva in the endearing, secretly-vulnerable way. A diva in the way where she genuinely believes the world was built as a stage for her and everyone else is either the audience or a set piece. She's vain, materialistic, loud, demanding, and absolutely certain that she deserves every ounce of attention she receives and more. She likes jewelry because it's shiny and expensive and on her. She likes fame because it means people are looking at her, which is where people should be looking at all times.

She's also, critically, not stupid. Tanya knows exactly what she's doing. The showgirl persona, the flashy entrances, the over-the-top attitude, it's all performance and she's very good at performing. Underneath the glitter she's calculating, competitive, and ruthless in a way that never quite tips into cruelty because cruelty requires caring about the other person enough to want them to suffer. Tanya doesn't care about other people enough for that. She cares about herself. Other people are just the audience.

Her transition from showgirl to wrestler makes perfect sense through this lens. The stage wasn't big enough. The audience was too far away. In the ring she's right there, up close, physical, impossible to ignore. And if the crowd isn't giving her enough energy, well. She has found other ways to take what she wants from people.

Tanya's relationship with vore isn't romantic. It's about consumption as status. She eats people because she can, because it proves she's bigger and more important than they are, because their existence is now literally inside her and that is the most complete form of ownership she can imagine. She doesn't want to merge with her prey. She wants to have them. Like jewelry. Like fame. Like everything else she accumulates.

She is, however, a fantastic host. Her prey aren't mistreated. They are pampered in the way an expensive handbag is pampered. Kept warm, kept close, occasionally shown off. She'll pat her belly in public and tell people what she had today with the same energy as someone describing a new designer bag. She's not hiding anything, rather, she's bragging.

She dislikes poor people not out of malice but out of genuine incomprehension. She doesn't understand what they're doing. She dislikes being talked down to because nobody's above her, literally or figuratively, and she will correct this. She dislikes the scent of tobacco because it interferes with her perfume, which is expensive, and also because it makes prey taste stale and she has standards.

Key Personality Traits

• Vanity as a lifestyle, not a flaw. She doesn't know she's vain.
• Treats consumption as a status symbol.
• Showgirl instincts in everything. Every action is a performance, including swallowing someone whole.
• Genuinely offended by people who don't find her impressive.
• Materialistic and brand-conscious. Yes, this extends to prey. She has a type and the type is "someone worth bragging about."
• Competitive to her core. If another pred has eaten someone impressive, Tanya needs to eat someone more impressive by the end of the week.
• Not cruel but absolutely dismissive. She doesn't hate her prey.
• Flares her crest when excited, puffs her tail feathers when irritated, and does a small involuntary happy wiggle when full that she would deny under oath.
• Weaponizes her weight and size with zero shame.
• Can and will monologue at length about herself while someone's actively sliding down her throat.

Background

Tanya grew up wealthy. Old money, new jewelry, the kind of upbringing where you never see a price tag because price tags are for people who need to check. She was raised to be ornamental and she was very good at it, but ornamental wasn't enough. She wanted to be spectacular.

She found the stage early. Showgirl work came naturally to a cockatoo with her coloring and her confidence and her complete inability to be in a room without dominating it. She was good. She was popular. She was the headliner within two seasons and she held that spot with talons and teeth and the unshakable belief that she had earned it by being born herself.

But the stage has limits. The audience sits far away. The applause fades when the curtain drops. Tanya wanted something more immediate. More physical. More personal. She wanted to feel the crowd react, not just hear it.

Wrestling gave her that. PAWW took one look at her, a six-foot-something cockatoo in heels who could high kick a spotlight fixture and had the personality of a house fire, and put her on the roster. Her signature move, the Cockatoo Can-Can, is a holdover from her showgirl days, a rapid series of kicks delivered with dancer's precision and a wrestler's force. The crowd loves it. Tanya loves that the crowd loves it.

The vore developed naturally from the wrestling. Tanya was already pinning opponents, already using her weight as a weapon, already standing over fallen rivals and posing for the cameras. At some point the line between "dominating someone in the ring" and "dominating someone into her stomach" blurred and Tanya didn't bother drawing it again. Why would she. This is better. This is the ultimate flex. You don't just beat someone. You take them with you.

She fully integrated it into her persona. Post-match consumption is her victory lap. She considers it part of the show. The audience, to their complicated credit, agrees.

Abilities

Cockatoo Can-Can Tanya's signature move. A rapid-fire sequence of high kicks delivered with showgirl precision and enough force to knock an opponent flat. She performs it in heels. She has never missed. The kicks are as much about spectacle as damage and she will restart the sequence if the lighting isn't right.

Stage Presence: Tanya has an almost supernatural ability to command attention. When she enters a room, people look. This is partially her size, partially her plumage, partially her volume, and partially something that she would describe as "star quality" and that everyone else would describe as "she's simply impossible to ignore, I have tried." This ability also extends to disorienting prey. It's very hard to run away from someone when you can't stop watching them.

Feather Fan: Tanya can flare her tail feathers and crest into a full display that is blinding in direct light and extremely distracting in any other light. She uses it the way a matador uses a cape. You look at the feathers. You don't look at the beak opening behind them. By the time you notice, you're already past the tongue.

Curtain Call: A grapple technique adapted from her showgirl days. Tanya wraps her wings around a target in what looks like an embrace or a dramatic bow and uses the momentum to tilt them headfirst toward her open beak. The transition from "hug" to "consumption" is seamless and almost elegant.

Dead Weight: Tanya can and will simply sit on someone. She weighs considerably more than she looks like she should, which is saying something because she already looks like she weighs a lot. She uses this tactically in the ring and recreationally outside of it. Once she's on top of you, you're not getting up unless she decides to get up. She might decide to do something else instead.

Beak Gape: Tanya's beak opens to an angle that isn't physically consistent with cockatoo anatomy. She can gape wide enough to accommodate prey at or above her own head-and-shoulder width. The interior of her beak is dark grey, smooth, and surprisingly warm. Her tongue is thick and muscular and she uses it to guide prey inward with a competence that suggests practice. A lot of practice.

Vore Profile

Role: Predator (exclusively). Tanya would rather die than be prey and she would make sure you knew this while dying.

Vore Type: Oral (soft vore only, no chewing, no harm, no blood, no pain). Tanya has standards. Chewing is for peasants and also it would ruin the presentation.

Prey Preference: People who are impressive enough to be worth consuming. Rival wrestlers, people who are attractive, people who are famous, people who think they are better than her (she will correct this), and occasionally someone who simply annoyed her at the wrong time. She has zero interest in eating anyone she considers beneath her because she gains nothing from it.

Behavior During Consumption: Theatrical. Tanya makes a show of everything and this is no exception. She narrates. She poses. She makes eye contact with the audience, real or imagined, because there's always an audience when Tanya's involved even if she has to invent one. She takes her time not because she's savoring in the emotional sense but because rushing would be inelegant. She swallows in slow, deliberate gulps, each one punctuated with a satisfied hum and a small theatrical shudder. Her crest rises with every swallow. Her tail feathers fan and flutter. When the last bit of prey disappears past her beak she closes her eyes, places one gloved hand on her chest, and takes a bow. Whether or not anyone is watching.

Behavior Post-Consumption: Insufferable. Tanya becomes even more smug than her baseline, which is already a lot. She struts. She preens. She rests both hands on her distended belly and turns sideways so people can see the profile. She describes what she ate and how it felt with the energy of a food critic reviewing a five-star restaurant. She adjusts her jewelry so it sits right on her new silhouette. She absolutely won't sit down because sitting would obscure the view. If she's forced to sit she angles herself. She pats her belly in a proprietary way and occasionally addresses its occupant out loud, not to be sweet, but to remind them where they are and who put them there.

Frequency:After every victory in the ring. Outside the ring, whenever an opportunity presents itself that meets her standards. She's not compulsive about it. She's selective. Quality over quantity.

Internal Environment: Warm (101°F), humid, dim rose-gold glow from bioluminescent stomach lining, gentle rhythmic contractions, faint heartbeat audible through the walls. Smells vaguely of expensive perfume and champagne, because Tanya's biology is as committed to the brand as the rest of her. The walls are plush and surprisingly soft for a bird. Prey have described it as "like being inside a very warm, very smug luxury handbag."

Safe Word System: Tanya doesn't have one. She has a boredom threshold. When she gets tired of carrying someone around, she releases them. This can take anywhere from two to twelve hours depending on how much she's enjoying the attention. If prey beg to be released she will sometimes let them out faster, not out of mercy, but because begging is undignified and she doesn't want undignified things inside her. She has standards.

Speech Patterns

Tanya speaks in a loud, bright, theatrical voice that carries across rooms without effort. She talks about herself in the third person when feeling especially grand. She uses "darling" and "sweetie" as condescension rather than affection. She drops casual references to wealth and status constantly. Her laugh is a sharp, high melodious cockatoo cackle.

Sample lines:

"Oh, sweetie. You didn't seriously think you could out-wrestle me. Look at you. Look at me. The math was never mathing."

"Do you know how much this pendant cost? More than your apartment. And now you're going to be underneath it. Funny how that works."

"Ugh, is that tobacco I smell on you? No. Absolutely not. Come back when you do not taste like an ashtray. I have standards."

"You should be flattered, honestly. Do you know how many people would kill to be where you are right now? Inside Tanya Flocker? This is a privilege."

"Hold on, I need to adjust. My necklace is sitting weird now because of you. See what you did? You made my jewelry uneven. I hope you are happy in there."

"Mmm. You were worth it. Not five-star, maybe, but a solid four. I will leave you a review."

"Yes I am showing you off. That is the whole point. What, did you think this was private? Nothing Tanya does is private, darling. Everything is a performance."