#sierche

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Splatlandian Street Food

Having just gotten off the train to the Splatlands, Seirche busied himself with taking in the sights. He had heard plenty about this place and came out as soon as he could, but he wasn't expecting it to be as chaotic as it was now. The streets were busy with inkfolk and jellyfish alike, chattering and buying food and simply hanging out. It was all kind of overwhelming for the inkling, who had a more relaxed and slower-paced lifestyle. He had to wonder how anyone found time to relax like this...the city lived up to its name. Maybe he'd get used to it after a day or two.

All the bustling was starting to stress him out, so Sierche opted to find someplace a bit...quieter, to sightsee. His plans to try some battles out could come later, he felt. Wandering towards a quieter part of town, he followed the scent of food through a side street. Seems like street food must be pretty popular...a bite to eat sounded good right about now. Devon would probably like some local cuisine to try, too! If he likes something here enough, he'll bring it back home to him.

He wasn't counting on the relative silence around him to be broken, though.

Hurried and heavy footsteps were quickly approaching him, and thankfully his days as an agent made him quick to turn around. All he could make out was a long case of some kind, and a head of curly coral colored tentacles before he was slammed into full force.

"OUGH- oh shit, dude, are you alright?! I'm sorry, I..."

From how fast they were running and their size, Sierche was knocked over from the force of the blow. Dazed and forced into squid form, the pink Inkling opens his eyes to see a worried octoling hovering over him. The first thing Sierche noted was the obnoxious-looking pompadour and his thin frame, but the octoling seemed pretty genuine enough as he carefully prodding at him. "Okay, didn't knock you out...uh, m' sorry about slamming into you like that. I just got out of some turf and I'm running late to my food stand, and you were just...hey, are you listening?"

He wasn't. Getting practically body checked knocked the wind out of him and he sort of wanted to just...close his eyes again. He could feel the tall octoling lifting him up, and he thought for a moment he heard....growling. "Yeesh, I hit you hard....uh, I don't want to just leave you here out on the street, so...mm..." He tilted his head, debating on something.

"Uh...don't freak out about this, alright? I've got work n' all, but...you'll be safe, okay? And I haven't eaten at all today..."

That last comment was said pretty quietly, but judging by the squid's lack of a protest it should be fine...as Sierche closed his eyes, he felt some of his surroundings grow more warm and...wet. It was a familiar feeling- Devon made sure of that with how often he enjoyed doing it, so he felt relaxed even as the telltale sounds of thick swallows rang out around him. Maybe he should've felt more concerned being swallowed by a stranger, but that was a problem for a more conscious Sierche.

It was slow despite the hungry gulps- even in squid form he was a bit larger than what the octoling was used to. He got him down all the same, and Sierche could dimly feel his alleged captor walking once more, albiet much slower. The warmth and attention from his clearly eager stomach was nice enough to get him to doze off. When he did come to he still seemed to be inside, with the darker orange walls burbling and churning around him. Vaguely he could hear the sounds of the busy street outside over the steady heartbeat...where were they?

"Oh, you're up! Bet you're feeling better after some rest, huh?"

There was that octoling's voice, accompanied by a few pats to his stomach. "Gotta say, you're really filling....almost couldn't tie my apron over you, heh! Uh, is that a weird compliment...? Either way, the name's Yaki and I'll let you go when I close up shop here, alright? Hey, I'll even make it up to you by making you something to eat! Perks of running a food truck, heheh!" He seemed nice enough despite clearly having a taste for more...lively seafood. Sierche decided against giving him any trouble, as local food was what he came here for originally...it was just a matter of letting the time pass now.

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Lunch Break

Just felt like writing a cute rp-inspired thing before I got started on my vore day story. Hope you guys enjoy it!

Yawning and stretching himself out a bit, Devon casts his frankly bored gaze out of the window. It was a quiet day here at Song of the Sea, though inklings were currently into the idea of buying records today was one of the slower days he’s had. Sighing, the blue ribbon eel rested his head in his arms and wondered when his shift was over. At the very least he wanted his lunch break to get here already, it was in about 20 minutes. It was boring being alone in this tiny store, and he was pretty starved...the chime of the door got his attention, and he gave it a disinterested look to greet whatever customer came in. A tall pink-inked inkling strides in, regarding the eel’s expression with an amused smile.

“Aww, not happy to see me Dev?”

Upon seeing just who it is he beams, the tip of his tail that's peeking out from behind the counter starting to wag in delight. "Sierche! I didn't think you'd come in today!" His mood's improved greatly now that his boyfriend is here, and he leans over the counter as he walks up to it. "What, and miss out on seeing you? I wouldn't dream of it." He leans up to kiss him, and Devon returns the sentiment with a smile. “So, what brings you by? I thought you were going to be battling today, I had planned on going in to watch you after my shift.” Sierche smiles, shaking his head gently. “I had wanted to, but I decided I wanted to surprise you by bringing you lunch!” Devon smiled, Sierche was always so thoughtful and it was one of the many things he loved about him. However, he doesn’t seem to have a food bag or anything on him...where was it? “I appreciate the thought, but where’s the food? My lunch break is coming up but you don’t have anything…” Sierche smirks, before throwing his arms up and making a dramatic sigh. “Oh noooo, it seems as though I forgot to bring the bag!" He leans up against the counter now, giving Devon a sly look. "I suppose I'll have to make up for it some other way…" Dev gives him a curious and confused look, but when he realizes what he means he flushes. "H-hey, I'm on the clock! I can't do that!" The inkling just smiles, leaning over the counter and poking his belly. "I know you've got a pretty big appetite, and a taste for squid...and I just so happen to be a pretty big squid~" Devon huffs, the red on his face showing that he doesn't truly mind being called out. A loud grumble from his stomach grabs their attention, and he sighs as he rests a hand on top of it. "Alright, you got me...but can you get small for me? I don't want anyone to walk in on me while I'm swallowing you." Sierche beams and nods in agreement, hopping up onto the counter and transforming into his smaller pink squid form. Devon picks him up, he's still pretty large but being all inked up will help him go down easy. He kisses him on his head, making his boyfriend wriggle a bit as he starts to get pushed into his mouth. Dev hums at his savory taste as he licks at him, his hunger starting to take over as he greedily starts to gulp him down. Sierche remains limp to make things easy on him, already comforted by the sounds of his body and the fact that his boyfriend enjoys his taste. It only takes a few gulps to get him down, with Devon slurping on his tentacles and sighing happily as he feels him start to fill his first stomach. He rests a hand on the gentle bulge he makes, gently rubbing it as he feels Sierche doing the same from within. "Uh, Devon? Is it okay if you move me to your second stomach? I want to stretch out…" "Mmh? Oh, alright." He starts to gently press his hands to him, pushing him down into the bottom of his stomach. After a moment of this pressing he's pulled deeper into his body, this time it takes a good few minutes for him to reach his longer but more cramped destination. Sierche unshifts back into his regular form, earning a surprised hiccup and a groan from Devon who now has a large bulge sitting in his coils. His stomach is more than happy with the sudden change, and it grumbles in delight as it starts to churn around the inkling. "A-ah, love...you always hit the spot, thank you…" Devon shifts his coils a bit to make sure he's comfortable, laying his head down on the counter to enjoy his filling meal and hide the bright blush on his face. Sierche doesn't respond, opting to show his love by giving his stomach a nice massage from the inside. This stirs it up more, causing it to groan loudly in satisfaction as the churning picks up. Devon's eyes start to grow heavy, nobody's here anyway...he could get away with a little post-meal nap on the job, right?The chime of the door says otherwise and he sits up quickly, trying to play off the fact that he was almost asleep. An octoling with bright yellow hair spotted with blue rings strolls in, regarding him curiously. "Oh, Ruth, it's just you...thought you were a customer." Ruth was his roommate and another frequent visitor, and she laughed quietly at him. "Sleeping on the job, huh? I wonder why that is….did you eat?" Still a bit flustered from before, he tries to hide his face from her as he's suddenly very invested in a poster on the wall. "Uh, yeah. Just had lunch, see…" Ruth smiles, being fully aware of her roommate's predatory behavior she decides to press further. "Really? What did you have? Or...who did you have?" She grins at the surprised face he makes, unable to hold back a snicker. Not one to just let himself be teased, he retorts with some of his own. "Why so curious all of a sudden, huh? Are you asking because you want in too? My first stomach's got plenty of space in it, you know…" He leans close to her, licking his lips and giving her a smug look. The octoling pushes his head back, giggling a bit as he playfully licks it. "No way! I've got a battle to get to in a bit, I was just stopping in to say hey. I'm gonna head out now, actually…" Before she does, she leans over the counter and notes the large bulge in his bright blue tail and the quiet burbling coming from it. "Tell Sierche I said hi, too." She winks at Devon, who flushes at being caught. He shifts a bit, calling out to her as she turns to leave. "Uh, do me a favor Ruth…Could you ah, flip the sign on the door for me? I want to enjoy this for a bit." She looks back at him, nodding and doing so as she leaves the store. Devon sinks beneath the counter, scooting himself underneath it a bit to make himself invisible to any onlookers. He sighs, resting in his coils and laying himself atop Sierche, who squirms gently at the pressure. 

"Is it just us now, Dev?" "Yup. Wouldn't have it any other way, either." He sighs contentedly, rubbing at his boyfriend through his tail and listening to the sounds of his stomach harmlessly working at him. He'll keep him through his entire shift, and though he has to get back to work eventually he figured he could afford some time to cuddle with him on what was his lunch break. The perks of being a predator...lunch and cuddles can very easily become the same thing.

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The happiest little gaybo

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Look at me cranking out new squids due to splathype His name is Sierche and he's the gayest prettyboy you'll ever meet