Story contains: foodplay, soft fearplay, safe vore and soft vore
“Ssh, shh…. Don’t struggle. You knew this was coming.” These words came at a loud rumble that shook the pulsing grey flesh around you more than the groans and other gastric noises that had greeted you when you had first entered their embrace. The flesh continued to hold you firmly in place as you tried to push them away, easily pushing back your flailing limbs and continued to have its way with exploring you, the walls squeezing and rolling up and down your body in periodic waves. There was another pressure that found itself moving across your body in a circular motion, it was the hand of the monster of the man that had turned you into a mere snack.
You struggled harder against the flesh and ignored the words and feeling of his hand pressing in against you, screaming expletives that would easily lead you to need a good mouth scrubbing of soap to clean your mouth, though the mouth you were shoved into could also have gone with a good cleaning. It was a horrid cavern of the same grey flesh of the stomach with hints of red and blue found in the old 3-D glasses and reeked of the unnamed wine that he drank before he swallowed you, and judging from the splash of liquid that rained down on your head, was still enjoying.
“Your flavor really plays well with this Pinot noir, surprising that an imbecile like Mark would own a bottle of wine like this. Your struggles are really just going to cause you to wear yourself out at your size, just relax and it will be over soon.” This was followed by a deep rumbling chuckle as another wave of wine joined the ever-growing pool of liquid that surrounded your body, the strange glow from the walls showing that the pool was now to your stomach as you sat in your curled position, and you were hoping that the level wouldn’t rise any higher. The stomach gave a deep sounding gurgle as it tightly gripped your form and rubbed more slim into your already soaked hair, clothing, and skin. It was incredibly disgusting and you really wished that it would stop and you could go back to before this even happened.
How did you get into this situation? Why it was all Mark and Ethan's fault without the supervision of Amy of course.
It was supposed to be a normal, well as normal as an Unus Annus video could get, but it was supposed to be normal for their standards. You were invited along for the experience since you were old schoolmates with Ethan and happened to be visiting the area since travel restrictions had been lifted and you were so happy to see your old friend again. It was a surprise that Mark would allow you to join in on their newest video idea, potion-making as he called it, but it was the best thing that they could come up with since Amy wasn’t there to help or be an adult and supervise. It led to you taking her spot and watching carefully as the boys went around the internet making these supposed ‘potions’ and testing them on various things as you tried to prevent them from poisoning themselves. A color-changing potion led to Mark turning into a pale shade green as he ran to the closest bathroom while the skin on Ethan's hand was quickly starting to dry and peel as his ‘Skin armoring’ potion was causing the top layer of his skin to act like he had been sunburned. It almost caused you to have a heart attack as you rushed him to the sink to get the gunk off of him before it caused some serious damage, especially since the big goof was starting to say, “Is this supposed to start getting warm?”
You sat down roughly on the couch after this last stunt, clearly tired from running about and keeping the two man-children alive, you were so tired that you gladly accepted the glass held out to you by Mark. You took a quick drink of it and violently gagged as the taste hit your tongue and the mix slid down your throat, looking down in the glass you didn’t find what you hand thought to be water, but instead, it was a strange blue liquid that seemed to have red streaks running through it. You glared up at both of the boys as they held the camera up to gage your reaction at drinking the ‘shrinking potion’ recipe that they had found online. You were quick to yell at the boys for tricking you into drinking the strange liquid after they had been testing the last few on their skin, and as you were yelling at them you felt yourself slowly start to get light-headed, and the feeling got so overpowering that your vision went dark and your body collapsed on itself. The last thing you heard was the two boys yelling your name before you fully lost consciousness.
Your head gave a low throb that slowly roused you from your impromptu sleep and the worried tones of Mark and Ethan were the first thing that you recognized from the other muffled sounds of the room. Your attempt to open your eyes caused you to flinch due to the brightness of the lights, but you pushed through the pain to try and see the space around you and was really shocked to realize what had happened. The faces of the boys were very concerned, but they were supersized to the point of something out of a telling of Jack and the beanstalk. You looked down at yourself to see that while you were physically fine for the most part, but you had been visibly shrunken to a smaller size, not sure the exact size but that's beside the point.
Mark was the first to move, gently reaching out a hand to press a finger to touch your shoulder, flinching just as bad as you do when said finger is the same size as you are. “Oh, I didn’t think that this would happen, none of those were supposed to work.” Ethan was the next to reach for you, moving way slower and gently laying his hand onto the couch palm up to invite you to clamber onto it, to which you did, and he lifted you to be held gently against his chest in a protective hold.
“Is there any way that we can fix this, do you think that we need to give Jack a call and see if he can help, she can't stay like this.” He held you tighter to his chest in a protective hold as he looked around the house in worry, “he isn't around is he?”
Mark shook his head as he glanced about the house as well,” none of them should be, I had them leave so we could film today and they shouldn't be back for a good while, so no risk of the egos taking advantage of this.” He looked down at you and gave a slightly strained smile,” everything is going to be fine, we're going to get hold of Jack and Marvin so we can fix you ok.” He gently took you from a slightly unwilling Ethan and held you up so he can look you in the eye,” I'm going to put you in my room and lock the door until we can get in contact with Jack so you'll be safe in case any of my egos come home early and turn this into a game or something ok.”
You asked why you couldn’t just stay with them when they made the call, because wouldn’t it just be safer that way? But this just caused Mark to shake his head as the three of you made your way into Mark's room, with Ethan grabbing you a few small candies that would be easy for you to open if you got hungry while I waited. Mark opened his door and ushered Chica to stay out as they went inside, she was very interested in you and it made Ethan very nervous as you were now treat sized for the excitable pup.
Mark gently placed you onto the middle of his bed with Ethan placing the candies to your left as the two backed away as not to crowd you or make you feel any smaller than you already felt, Ethan was the first to speak after a short moment of silence,” We’re going to fix you, I can’t have one of my best friends the size of my fingers, though you might make a great parrot to sit on my shoulder.” His and Mark's laughter made you relax greatly and you moved to wedge yourself between the few pillows on the bed to give yourself some cover and waved at the boys from your ‘ real pillow fort’.
The boys quickly went out of the room and it was easy to hear the loud click of the lock and the voices and loud footsteps of the two as they trailed away to go call Jack and Marvin to see if magic could combat the surprisingly effective shrinking potion. You were actually making some light of the situation, your new size allowed you to enjoy candy that would normally be finished in a few seconds to holding a piece the size of your own head.
You were so engrossed with the more intense flavoring of the candy that Ethan left that you didn’t even notice that a corner of the bedroom grew darker and darker until a very low voice echoed across the room and broke you from your trance.
“So I see that the ‘potion’ that I gave those two worked perfectly, you're just the size I expected you to be.”
You whirled around to see the one ego of Mark’s that you didn’t want to see, Darkiplier, you had met him a few times when you had hung out with the boys before and he always put you on edge before with his strange ‘flirting’ as he put it. You had always done your best to avoid him to hang out with the other egos or doing your best to not be alone with him if you could help it. It now seemed like you couldn’t help it.
You went to scream for either Mark or Ethan to help you, but you found that you couldn’t for some reason, and still couldn’t no matter how hard you tried. You glared at the monochrome man to get some form of explanation from him, but jumped when you saw that he was now leaning over you with a small smile that was anything but innocent.
”You realize that you can't say anything now, those candies were just perfect sized for you weren't they, Ethan thought that you would enjoy them so much that he didn't notice that they were on the table only after he went to find you something to eat.” He shook his head as if he was disappointed but kept on his smile as he looked down on your form, ” such a simple fool.”
You felt yourself flush with rage as he insulted your friend, taking one of his ’candies’ and throwing it as hard as you could at his face, and only got angrier as he caught the candy before it would hit him in the face.
He tisked lightly and shook his head, ” Now that's no way for you to act, you're just going to tire yourself out before the main event.” He was quicker than you thought and you found yourself gripped in his eerily cold hands in a tight grip, he smiled down at you, showing a full row of teeth this time. “Let’s take this somewhere a little more private,” and your vision went dark once more.
You awoke again to find yourself in a dimly lit room that reeked of heavy cologne and looked like it came from an old-time black and white film. The only color in the room was the large burgundy bed that sat in the middle of the room, and the same one that Dark was sitting on and he held you in one hand and a half-filled wine glass in the other.
“Glad to see that you're up now, it wouldn’t be fun if you were asleep for the whole thing, here I was trying to help act out your little fantasy.” He took a light swig of his wine, seemingly taking his time to taste it before he swallowed it, his Adam’s apple moving slowly as the liquid past down his throat. He laughed at your confused expression,” don’t act so confused, it’s not like you haven’t wished to be like this wine, or haven’t you~.”
Those purred out words caused you to flush once again but in embarrassment this time. You thought you hid your feelings on the subject very well, barely anyone knew about them except for the few online friends you had, how could he have found out. You yelped when you were pressed against the grey flesh of his throat as he took another drink from his glass, feeling and hearing how the muscles of his throat opened and closed to usher down the wine with a wet gurgling sound.
”Ah, nothing goes down easier than a nice glass of red, ” he pulled you away from his throat to hold you before his face with a scary smile on his face, ” I don't imagine you will be the same, but that's what I'm looking forward too.”
He moved to hold you above his head and tilted his back, giving you another grin before he opened his mouth below your dangling feet, causing you to jerk them upwards as you looked down as the grey flesh of his mouth and tongue; and the caszam of a throat. You gave a countless yelp as he worked his fingers to hold you in place and he lowered you low enough for his tongue to snake out and work its way around your legs, forcing them to straighten as he pulled them inside to taste them despite your struggling. He gave a low hum as he took in the apparent flavor of your bare legs as you cursed your past self for deciding to wear shorts, the slimy appendage doing it's best to not leave a single patch of skin untouched. Your thrashing didn’t seem to bother him as he lowered your body further inside, your legs being forced into the tightness of his throat and your torso now being subjected to the rough treatment of the tongue with your arms being held out as you were being supported by the lips of your current devourer.
You continued to try and yell all of the angry words coursing through your mind at him, but nothing but a whispery whine came from your throat. You glared up at the massive face and the one eye the was halfway open to watch your reaction, and you felt the lips holding your chest mold into a smirk as you felt the tongue slide up your back as everything tilted even higher up your weight being only held by both the fingers holding your arms and the tongue pressing your body into the rough pallet. This changed as the mouth opened wider and you could only look down to see your legs already gripped tightly in the esophagus, the muscles jerking your legs down lightly as Dark took a light swallow. You looked up to see both of his eyes wide open watching your reaction, they held your stare for a few moments before he gave you a quick wink before the fingers released their grip and you felt yourself fall farther into the mouth until you were stopped by your hips getting caught by the back of the tongue and the mouth closing on your upper body.
You tried to use your hands to press at the palate and tongue to get as much space as you could from the slimy flesh and keep as much of the saliva off of your face as you could, but it was useless. You yelped in a stronger voice as the tongue pressed you roughly to the roof of the mouth, your voice was coming back. This only brought a single moment of joy before a loud gulp yanked your body further into the throat, your face being pressed into the rubbery flash and being moved downwards in a confusing sensation of being both pushed and pulled deeper into Dark’s body. You felt yourself nearly get sick over hardly being able to breathe, the deafening sound of whooshing lungs, and the pounding of a heart you didn’t know that he had, you couldn’t even focus on your own thoughts through the catastrophe of sounds. The journey felt so long until you felt yourself get bunched up painfully when your feet hit an apparent wall and you were forced into a stop while the throat continued to press at you in rhythmic waves, you thrashed as best as you could and froze when you heard low chuckle rumble the throat around you before you heard another loud swallow and you were unceremoniously shoved into the already gurgling stomach, the organ happy to greet you.
You curled tighter into yourself as you tried to get away from the intruding fingers that tried to feel your form through the flesh, not wanting to give him any more enjoyment through struggling against him, getting annoyed at the rumbling laugh that shook your chamber.
“Don’t act so upset, you should be enjoying yourself, isn't this what you always wanted, to be swallowed up by someone and held closer than normally possible.” The voice went softer and the hand-pressed further into you with softer circles and the stomach clenched you tighter,” You're going to be fine, just relax and enjoy yourself, I'll let you out later before the boys lose their heads too much.”
The words came as a big surprise to you, you were positive that you weren't going to see the outside world again, so you decided to go against your better judgment and take his word. You let your body relax from its tight curl and let the stomach walls fully support your body weight, and found that the walls could easily do it without the noticeably smaller amount of liquid going any higher, and it seemed the stomach decide to churn around you more gently now that you weren't fighting it, moving in slower waves than it had before. The low humming that came from the man also added to the new sereneness of his stomach, and you were finding it very hard not to fall asleep after fighting so much before.
The monochrome bastard was right, you really were living out your fantasy of being held so closely by someone that they were practically everything around you, and the new feeling of safeness was astounding. You found yourself snuggling closer to the gentle stroking that was coming from the massive hand outside, and couldn't help but fall asleep rather quickly once you closed your eyes.
This lovely fic was made by friend JBG from Discord.
