suggestion: willing to unwilling prey chip. he wants to be eaten SOOOO badly until he can't back out & his fate is sealed. bonus points if it's unwilling to willing pred gillion who let chip talk him into this and at first was horrified by the thought and is now very very happy and very very full while his meal is struggling and sobbing -☕(with-cocoa-hooves)
i have been thinking about this all day. im so ill about it. oh my god
c.hip really thinks he wants to be eaten. he's fantasized about it for so long, and now he's got this strong, handsome triton in his life who he's so sure would be capable of giving him what he wants. he's felt those big muscles lifting him up like its nothing, he's seen how massive his appetite is and how much food he can put away inside him. and he wants to be his next meal. he wants to feel how strong his muscles are on the inside, squeezing and massaging around him, turning him into a part of himself. its such a dizzying need it starts consuming his every thought.
but when he tells g.illion about his fantasies, he's appalled by it. the thought of intentionally harming, killing his best friend, even at his own request, is horrifying. he insists c.hip doesn't know what he's asking for, blinded by a lust he can't understand. he refuses to harm him, to take any part in this act of debauchery. and c.hip pouts and whines and pleads and begs, bringing it up over and over again til it starts to wear him down.
at some point c.hip drops the fatality, and starts asking to only be inside him a little while, just to feel it, and then be spat out again. no harm done, and his curiosity will be sated. even on this g.illion is reluctant to give in, knowing c.hip's true desires haven't changed and this likely will only fuel his fantasies even further. but he eventually relents, on the condition that they keep it extremely brief so he remains unharmed and he never ask him about this again.
and so g.illion swallows him, and every gulp that pulls him deeper has c.hip shuddering with ecstasy. its better than he ever imagined it could be, as hes squeezed tightly into his stomach. its warm and wet and the sounds all around him, the gurgles and groans and the pounding of g.illions heart, are like an angelic chorus to his ears. g.illion presses in on him gently, and rubs his hands over the surface of his belly. it feels better than he expected too. he gasps a little as he feels c.hip squirm inside him, the sensation so strange but surprisingly pleasurable. maybe they don't have to rush this. they should still be safe, but a little bit of extra time won't hurt anything.
somehow, the longer they stay like this, the better g.illion feels. he's more full than he's ever been in his life, and something about it makes every little sensation from inside him feel so intense. every little motion from c.hip and every rippling gurgle from his stomach sends a wave of pleasure to his brain unlike anything he's ever felt, and it only seems to be getting stronger. for c.hip though, while he felt good at first, he's now starting to feel a bit uncomfortable. the pleasant tingling he thought he might feel is more of an itch, and the hot and humid air is making his lungs start to ache. he keeps silent for a while, telling himself this is what he wanted, and he shouldn't spoil the moment, but the longer it goes on the more this cozy embrace starts to feel more like a claustrophobic restraint.
by the time c.hip speaks up, his skin feels like its burning. he'd like to be let out now. he's glad he got to experience it, but he's done with it for now. g.illion doesn't respond right away, lost in a daze. he mumbles something inaudible, and c.hip raises his voice a bit, pressing out with his hands. g.illion makes a noise c.hip has never heard from him before, something like a moan, and he feels hands pressing back in on him, kneading at him. it makes him start to panic, shouting and kicking to try and knock g.illion back to his senses, but it only seems to push him further into euphoria. the stomach walls around him groan and clench him tighter, more steaming fluids seeping out and soaking into him, and reality sinks in that he's not getting out. he's going to be digested. and what once was a horny fantasy now grips his heart with terror as he realizes that he doesn't actually want to die. he wants to live, but he asked for this, and now he is going to die.
he begins to thrash in earnest, but he's only further sealing his own fate as digestion ramps up with the intensity of his struggles. g.illion is intoxicated with pleasure as his meal screams and sobs and churns within him. the bliss is so overwhelming he no longer even recognizes c.hips voice. he's just meat to be melted down, to become a part of him, just like he wanted to be.
