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I came alone to the fireworks show. I figure fireworks don’t happen every day so might as well. I notice someone looking satiated enough to be safe near. While I don’t mind being taken, it would bum me out to not see the show. That’s when I hear the painful moaning from them.

“Ugh, settle down, would ya?” They seemingly asked their middle. I have a little kind of safety bag with me. “I think I got tums in here if ya need”, I offered. “Nah, it ain’t that, oof-. Ugh, it’s the struggling and kicking.” “I see. Uh, have you considered maybe not eating someone so unwilling? Surely it isn’t worth it if you’re in this much pain.” They sounded a little angry at my assumption, “don’t get it twisted! They wanted this. Ow! They’re not trying to get out, I’m pretty sure. They’re just shy of the fireworks. Ow, stop that!” The bulges from their kicks didn’t seem to indicate them climbing out, I guessed anyway.

I sighed. “So they’re in you for some sensory depravation or something while it’s overstimulating outside, is that it?” I got a nod, after the prey kicked them internally again. “How much.. room.. do you have in there?” I gently poked their gut. “They’re relatively small. Honestly, I could fit another one or two people if I really had to I suppose,” they surmised. “Alright, eat me.” I spread my arms out submissively to show I had no weapons or ill-intentions. “Uhh..?” My gesture confused them so I explained, “if I calm them down, right, then we can enjoy the show. Am I making sense now?” They nodded. I grabbed two things from my bag and stood before them. They nudged their tummy to call attention to their prey. “Hey, so, you alright with one more? Once for yes, twice for no, three times for neutral/no opinion”. I saw the bumps myself. The punches didn’t look enough to hurt the pred. There were 3. Alright, we do this then.

The heat outside and the sweat coated over my was not much different than the inside of a pred, oddly enough. Actually, the saliva going down my back as I go headfirst. The fireworks illuminated the throat around me. Neat.

My head plopped into the open stomach area to find the prey curled up, hugging the fleshy wall. “Hey there.” My arms were still constricted so I couldn’t wave, not that I needed to. They peered up as they saw me descend further. Gulping down my knees, then the rest of me until I am fully sealed in.

I unfurled myself. It’s not as tight as I thought it would be. I extend a hand, “hey fella. You scared of the big boom booms outside?” They were about to nod when the place shook from the vibrations of the fireworks. They started kicking again. “Oww!” roared from above us. They huddled again. I took a hand to their shoulder. “There, there. I brought ya something, alright?” I handed them a plush to hold. They gripped it tight. Then I gave them headphones. “This better?” Their form relaxed a bit. They uttered a “t-t-thank you”. While I am here to quiet them and nothing more, I felt a little happy helping to soothe them. “Alright, I’ma try to leave, alright?” They gripped the plush. I figure I don’t all I can do.

I try to carefully make my way back up to the throat. “You want out? Okay.” The pred started to fight their instincts to let me venture out. My upper body strength isn’t great but it’s gradually enough. Making my way to where my head was popping out the mouth, an “oww!” reverberated around me. With the pred and myself distracted, thinking I didn’t hurt that much, at least I thought I didn’t, I slid back down a little. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what I hit but I didn’t mean to-“ I felt an arm pulling my leg. I could kick at them but I think they were asking me to stay. I paused. “It’s.. it’s fine.” I shot up my arms to signal my defeat, sliding back down slowly into the abyss.

Probably three swallows brought me back down. I looked at the shivering prey. “S-sorry. I-.. I don’t want to be alone. I-I won’t pull again though, I-I’m sorry.” I laid back against the tummy walls. “Would it be easier for you to lay here on me? It’s more padding since you can still feel it out there, right?” They rested themselves on me. “You’re.. not mad?” “No. They do the same show tomorrow too, so I heard. I’m not too worried.” No one came with me for a reason, kind of. Nothing bad, just everyone had plans with everyone else and I simply exist. I don’t really have anything to come back to. I felt the vibrations outside, imaging what kind of fireworks they go to. The stomach walls were massaging my back but I felt a little extra pressure. The pred was rubbing us. They didn’t have to but I guessed it might be their version of “thank you” as they can watch the show peacefully now.

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The thing about heat waves is it’s like being digested but outside

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I’m a keeper.

You should keep me, preferably inside you so I can nap

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You signed a waiver to see the show your friends have been telling you to see. You don’t remember what it said but it’s a show, right? Should be harmless.

Doves, rabbits out of hats, endless handkerchiefs, the works. Mirror tricks probably but who cares? It’s fun to see what they’d pull next.

“It may be a disappearing act but some of you may know why it’s called ‘The WaterSlide’. And now, a volunteer!” The stage is black, as well as the rest of the venue. Click! A spotlight illuminates a random seat, your seat. You walk yourself up to the stage and stand where they tell you to stand. They drape a curtain that shows your silhouette. In a puff of smoke, they push the curtain to the side. You feel yourself falling until you’re caught inside a white cloth with a gold button. It’s the same one as the magician was wearing but it’s bigger?

Before you can put your environment together, you fall into a lake? You resurface, still seeing the stage although distorted in front of you. You swim out but there’s a clear force field made of… glass. Did they drug you? Is this a weird dream?

As you were struggling to stay afloat after some time, your surroundings shift upwards. You look up to their mouth opened, the water pulling you towards them. You fight to the bottom of the glass but you’re overpowered and fall onto the tongue. It’s warm and dark. The stage lights illuminate the back of the throat, almost calling you to it. The tongue gradually springs to life, bumping you higher and higher until holding you in place on the roof. You shift back and forth for a little while. The mouth has decided it’s time and with more force than its playful nature from before, sends you tumbling down into the throat.

Gulp. It rings around you as you descend. Pushed down and down to finally an opening. Gurgle. It’s almost like the stomach knows it’s about to get a prisoner. The magician didn’t eat anything prior to their performance. It’s just you inside, sloshing around in the water they just drank. The only thing louder than the audience is the roaring of the tummy. You do the only thing you can do, start banging and kicking on the walls. You don’t bother shouting with all that noise. You’re tempted to yell solely out of frustration of being trapped but you know you’d be wasting oxygen. Now that you think about it, given your size, you’re not even making a noticeable bump on them. What a final disappearing act. You stop your struggles, lean against the flesh, and cry. The stomach walls massage your back, whether it’s out of comfort or breaking you down, who’s to say? Closest thing to accepting your fate as you can.

You suddenly wake up to a more vicious growling. The tummy is getting more active. “This is it” is your only thought. “Wake up! Show’s over.” That’s the sound of the magician. You weren’t even sure if they knew you existed. The stomach is pressing hard all around you, seemingly upwards? The force of this spews you out of the mouth and into a gloved hand. “Didya have fun?” they asked, setting you down. You’re shaking. It’s cold and wet now. The magician was a bit confused on why you didn’t seem to be having any joy. They threw out another smoke ball and a towel. The towel was getting smaller until it was barely covering you. You’re the right size now. “You alright? Was I too boring or something? Been meaning how to make that act more interactive.” “Uh.. so you just.. disappear people into.. you?” You inquire. “Yes! It’s at the part of the flyer right above where you sign!” You facepalm. Now you know why they call it ‘the waterslide’. “Your act was fine. It.. definitely built a uhh.. sense of.. peril.. for sure.” They laughed, then realized how mean that looked and gathered themselves. “Sorry doll, it’s just funny when people don’t see it coming. I had a feeling you didn’t know but they usually fight more when that happens. Sorry darling. I hope you have a good rest of your eve though.”

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Plop.

No matter how I try to escape it, the tube above me has lowered me into the fleshy chamber. I at least know my captor.

Was it my fault for letting my guard down? Was it by accident? On purpose? The result is the same. Their heart beat is slowing as if it found a missing piece to allow itself to feel content. One would think my own would be pounding out of my chest but it’s more of an inconvenience. Well, not entirely inconvenient. There’s a warmness that makes me want to drift off, or at least be at ease.

Ring. Ring. Thud.

Ah, their phone alarm, which probably fell off the bed. They lift my surroundings along with themselves. “Grr.. ugh. Why do I feel heavier-?”They looked down at the answer to their question. “I-huh?! You awake?! Wake up!” They jostled me around. “Yeah, yeah! I’m here! I’m-” a tight hug confined the space, being squished by the rumbling stomach walls. “I’m so glad you’re okay!” I rubbed them from inside with my hand to try to calm them down. “It’s fine, calm down.” I couldn’t be sure if it was the commotion but it was getting warmer. I can almost hear a sizzling through the gurgling. They’ve panicked before and this is actually how I soothed them. Normally I have a rope on me but I didn’t like it attached when I am sleeping. Might have to get used to that given the situation, assuming I can get out of it.

They closed their rapid breathing. “Alright.. there’s gotta be something I can.. maybe this?” Above me, a pill bounced off my head and into the stomach floor. It dissolved and spread up and all around. The fleshy interior constricted around me, pushing me upwards. I was sliding out. My head, then my arms to brace myself to the ground in front of us. I could feel them fighting back their swallowing reflex halfway through. I held onto the sink to keep steady as they pulled away to free me. I fell to the floor, covered in their spit and acids. “Oh God, are you alright?” It wasn’t liquid that worried me. I’ve almost been burned inside them for longer during those comfort sessions. It was not having the rope. It could have been permanent.

As I was trying to think of the best answer, they put a towel over me. “I really am sorry..”. They couldn’t think of what to say either. “.. Don’t you have work or something today? I would walk with you but, you know.” A small chuckle. “Yeah.. Take as much time as you need to-“. I hugged them instinctively. Waking up to that couldn’t have been easy for them either. I believe that they didn’t mean for this to happen. “Now get going before I get too comfortable in there”. I squeeze them tight before letting go and drying myself off. “Heh, darn. Maybe I subconsciously wanted you with me.” I shook my head. What felt like a do-or-die situation we’re making light of. I’m sure it’d be embarrassing for me to go to their work like that, not that I’d mind the company too much.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/82559181

Happy Easter

Caine’s understanding of Easter wasn’t exactly accurate.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Jax appeared in a field. Caine’s voice instructed him, “Eat all of the hidden Easter eggs!” He looked around as if to find someone else to ask if that was correct. It was just him in a grassy field and some bushes, likely where the eggs were. He approached one with caution and kicked it. Piranhas jumped out of it. Of course these were booby-trapped in a way that didn’t make sense. Using a nearby twig, he nudged the egg out into the grass. He noticed a shiny object around the same place but it wasn’t his objective. It’s probably a surprise gag or something.

The color of the egg was familiar. Yellow with orange dots. A yellow glove picked it up to examine it. “I’m supposed to eat this? Meh. Wonder if Caine got the concept of chocolate right.” As his thought was finishing, the egg shook. “It’s about to hatch?!”, he thought. Then his ears picked up a familiar voice. It sounded small but he could hear, “I. DO. NOT. WANT. TO. BE. HERE!”

Jax giggled and shook the egg. Its contents hit all around the shell. “You dizzy yet, Zoobie?” “Of course it’s you, you-“, before they could continue their empty threats, Jax cracked the egg open. “Ha! So, you’re missing some parts, and I’m not just talking about Ribbons being stuck to ya all the time now”, Jax teased. Zooble’s head abdomen were in one shell half and their limbs were in the other. “You know when we get out of here, I am going to-“ “do what?”, Jax asked before taking the limbs shell above his sharp teeth. He paused to see the terror in the plastic triangle’s face before letting the shell drop, sending its contents into him. “Hey!” Zooble angrily shouted. “What, you want them back?” Jax stared into them. The huge blacks in his eyes were overtaking the yellow. His grin filled the lower part of his face, almost glowing.

“Ugh, fine, I hate this”. Not that they had much choice. “If it’s anything to you, I literally have to so we can get out of here. Still, I can have my fun though,” Jax said almost singsongingly. He dangled the connected toys by the neck and laid them flat on his tongue. Almost instinctively, he pushed the plastic-tasting being in his mouth towards the roof. Then dragged them side to side in his cheeks. “You know, this will be more entertaining with the others since they’ll put up a fight probably”. This only told Zooble that they were the first one found. Given the rough texture, Jax leaned his head back and let the pieces of Zooble fall back into his throat muscles. Soon they’ll be their whole self again at least. He could feel them putting themselves back together inside him. It felt weird.

There was a bush with a locked box. So that shiny thing from earlier was the key. Jax whacked the bush again and got the key out. This egg was normal colored with the exception of a ribbon around it. “Gee, wonder who this is”, as if the crying inside didn’t give it away. “Where am I? Are you going to hurt me?” “Not sure, am I going to hurt you?” A shriek rattled the egg. “Jax! I.. I.. can’t.. get out of here?” “Pfft, it’s not hard”. He broke it open in just one hand. Underneath his fingers revealed Gangle. “Oh, you’re…”. She needed a minute to process. “I’m slightly taller, one could say,” Jax teased. “Uh huh.. um..” Gangle looked down past the fingers to see how far the fall damage would be if she tried to run. “Uh uh uh”, Jax closed his hand. “You’re not getting out of this one. But, I’m feeling merciful today, so you’ll get a reward at the end. How’s that sound?” The yellow glove unfurled to present a cowering Gangle. “Uhh, okayyy”.

Jax plucked her up by her shivering ribbon and lowered her slowly into his maw. She was trying to suppress her little shrieks. Jax then felt bumping from his stomach. “You WILL NOT HURT HER!” Jax placed a hand on his tummy to silence his captive. “What was that?” Gangle asked. With a wink, Jax replied, “your reward”. Jax then let go of the ribbon quickly. He swirled the ribbon around his tongue. She was trying to get out by holding onto the teeth. “Oh, floss, good idea”. “No, wait-“ too late. He took each of her arms around his teeth, having her face him to watch the black hole she would soon be sent to. “I gotta hand it to you. I think you taste the most like candy”. Before she could ask what that meant, she was shoved back into the mouth. He gulped down her ribbon like pasta and the rest followed.

At the end of the long journey down, Gangle was caught by a pair of mismatched hands. “Zooble? Oh, did I do this? I’m sorry, I-“ Zooble hushed her, “hey, it’s okay. You didn’t do anything. We just.. ugh.. have to sit around and wait for the others.” They kicked a wall and sat down. Caine probably doesn’t know much about anatomy. Jax’s stomach was made of a kind of rubber? They were not being actively harmed but they were captured. “Well, if I had to be trapped with anyone, I’m glad it’s you”. Gangle wrapped themselves around Zooble.

Another bush had a gimmick. You have to get the egg at just the right time or you get hit with circling blades. A blue egg with a bow was in this one. “Can anyone hear me?” Ragatha asked after feeling the lifting movement. “I can hear ya, DollFace, not that I want to”. “.. can anyone ELSE hear me?” “Nope. But I’ll do ya a favor and get ya out, free of charge. Well, sort of free”. “Fine”. Ragatha now sits in the hand of a bigger Jax, as if he wasn’t a big pain before. “You’re never gonna believe the way out, Raggsy”. She just stared at him, as he was staring back, waiting for an answer. She looked around to a never ending field of nothing but grass, her, and him. There wasn’t a rational guess but this wasn’t a rational world.

“I.. do you know?” He opened his mouth with his tongue in front of her, almost like a carpet. “.. really? This.. is a trick. A very stupid trick, Jax”. He giggled to himself. “I swear, it’s real this time.” The doll didn’t want to believe that statement, or really anything Jax says for that matter. But what choice does she have? “Ugh”, she groaned as she stepped on his tongue. He took her in his mouth and shoved her to his bottom row of teeth. She screamed at seeing the top row. So sharp. He felt under her with his tongue where her exact placement was and bit down. He shook his head violently with some of her stuffing falling out. An onlooker might believe he has rabies. Ragatha was both flailing and stuck in place. “Jax! I.. I trusted you!” “That was your own fault, toots”, Jax commented. He unlodged her and swallowed. Her soft texture took a few tries.

After having sent the ragdoll down his throat, he spotted a bouncing purple egg out of the corner of his eye with nothing to guard it. “Heh, even the crazy one is predictable”. Kinger’s eyes dilated upon release. “Hey Kingie. I’m gonna make this real easy for you, okay? Just jump in my mouth and we’re done. You won’t be lonely either”. He rubbed his tummy, partly to give him a hint, and partly because it felt good with all the moving things in him now. He positioned Kinger above him like a diving board. “Should I hold my breath for this dive?” Jax shrugged. “I don’t care”. Kinger hopped down the throat quickly. His landing actually hurt Jax from the inside and got him to stumble back.

He counted his fingers. One left and we’re done. His circusmates are probably sick of him moving around, whether it can be helped or not. Either way, he’ll want a nap after they metaphorically chew him out when they all get back.

He saw a bush at the end of a long stick. It’s a tree. Jax climbed up and snatched the blue and red spotted egg. “H-hello?” He didn’t give her an introduction to her situation. He simply broke her open with his free hand. “Oh. So you’re.. taller. Um..” She lost her balance and slipped through Jax’s fingers. “God-“ Jax let go of the branch he was holding into to fall faster than the jester. He landed flat on his back and Pomni landed face down on his tummy. She felt unusual movement under her. “What…” then she heard the muffled yelling. Jax grabbed Pomni with one hand and tried settling his stomach with the other. “What is going on…?” Jax grinned menacingly. “Wouldn’t you like to know, shortstuff?” After putting two and two together, Pomni jumped down from Jax’s hand and started to run. “Heh, no ya don’t!” He got on all fours and pounced her, taking her by the costume and setting her back down on his hand. “Do you want to try that again?” Pomni looked around for other options. “So, now what?” “Now I get to toy with you”. Despite her shaking protests, she still landed in Jax’s mouth. He chewed on the round parts of her outfit. Believe it or not, Jax had an idea of who to be careful with. Zooble’s plastic is kind of indestructible. Rag puts herself back together with a quick sew. She didn’t tear Gangle’s ribbon. Kinger .. he just knew he would choke if he went slow. He was swaying her side to side and wore her out. His tongue went upward to send her into his throat.

With that swallow, the last member was gulped down into Jax. He looked around for any indication of ending the adventure. At this point, he’s stuck with them as much as they are stuck with him. Caine appeared. “Did you meet all of the-“ Caine looked around for the other players. “So where?” Jax looked down and said plainly, “you told me to eat them? So I did?” Caine looked confused. “I-no? You’re weird. Anyways, good job.” A portal opened. Jax stepped through and felt weird in his midsection. He went to sleep on the couches. Everyone else went their own way. Jax stared into the multicolored ceiling. “.. I had to have read that correctly. .. that is TOTALLY and EXACTLY what he said, right?”

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I lay on my partner. Their diaphragm lifts me up and down. They’re sick. They’re blasting their air conditioning. I’m shivering. “You doing okay?” they ask half asleep. “Yeah, I’m just- nothing.” I stop myself from sounding needy. “You want to get warmer?” I nod.

They slide me up and take me in their mouth. Aside from some involuntary wiggling, I set myself as still as I can. After they’ve shoved me down whole, I curl up. Their heart beat goes a little faster, then back to a slower pace.

The air around me gets warmer. I feel everything shift. They hold me while rolling to their side on the bed. The pressure feels nice but I have trouble breathing.

I tap the belly. “Hey. Uhh… can.. you.. let me out for a little bit? I just.. need to..” if anything, the breathing around me is getting heavier. “They’re.. asleep. .. I brought this on myself. .. I just.. have to hope they wake up. For now, I guess I just enjoy the involuntary nap time”. I shift around to the most comfortable position I can think of and let the organs surrounding me do their thing. I drift off.

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Most people don’t believe me when I say I space out for hours.

I pick the farthest place in the parking lot to simply view nature and be out of everyone’s way.

You would think that’s a solid plan. A car parks behind me. This person can leave at any time while I am frozen in place. They picked a spot behind me. There are so many more spots, none facing me, and yet they are facing this way. Something about being perceived. Every time I look over my shoulder, there they are.

I move to leave my car. Their car door opens. I leave my door ajar to let air in. I tend to hold my breath when I am noticed by someone.

They open my car door. I look them up and down. “Can I help you?” I’m preparing for “why have you been here for several hours?” to counter with “why are you?”.

They say nothing and grab my shoulders to pull me up out of the car. I hook my feet to the lip of the car door. I want to yell “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” but I am shoved into a small yet gaping black abyss, pulsating all around my head. Around my chin, a tongue inspects my lower face before it’s being shoved down.

They dislodged me from my car and pinned my hands to my sides. They have to be holding me a little bit away at an angle for all of my desperate kicks to keep missing. My chest is being swallowed up now for them to raise me. I slide further to hit the bottom of this involuntary water slide. Not long after some swallows and the rest of me no longer feels the outside world.

I shove, hit, thrash. Anything I can to make my captor uncomfortable. I hear them moan but that’s the most I accomplish. It’s useless. This is where I end. I know nothing about this stranger, only that I am another victim of theirs. I rest my head against the stomach, waiting for the acid to rise. The squishy walls involuntarily massage me, almost like it’s making the end of my existence easier for me. I sigh. If I had to guess, I might sleep before the acid burns me to nothing. And I ponder, was this out of necessity or malice? Either way, all I can do is close my eyes and let it melt me.

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I didn’t eat like 22 hours ago. Aside from some rumbles that didn’t bother me, I couldn’t tell.

My partner kept waking me early, unintentionally, and I tried to be nice about it.

I couldn’t tell you what it was but ugh. The air felt thinner (can it even do that?), my chest is beating rapidly, and my torso just felt wrong and in pain.

I try to hold my breath to not alert my partner but it leads to more hyperventilating somehow, which alerts them more, no matter how hard I am fighting it.

“What’s wrong?” they ask. I can’t even look down at them. I put my hand through their hair and rub it a little. They hate when I do that but it’s the closest thing I could think to respond. Talking was a struggle. In huffs, I tried to articulate the noises coming out of me. “..br..breath..ing.. hurts.” I actually hold them closer to me. Partly to tell them they’re not the problem and they’re helping if anything, and partly for own comfort.

“Can I do anything?” I lay unresponsive. I give another squeeze. They start moving. I relax my arms. I don’t want them to leave but I can’t do much either.

They hover over me, our faces aligning. They caress my cheek and run their hand down my neck. The breathing is still heavy but that was soothing. They then took two fingers to a neck on my vein. “Oh.” Their surprised reaction only made me worry for them. I try to raise a hand to their shoulder to assure them I should be fine. I can’t stop this but it has to be temporary, right? It was all the other times this has happened. I just never had a timer for it since I don’t exactly choose when this happens.

I rub their back lightly and mutter, “sss fine..” I am not doing their concerned expression any favors. They leaned down, studying my face. I’m still fighting the heavy breathing. I can’t tell if I’m accidentally making it worse. As if to pacify it, they lean further and kiss me. They part their lips and I breath into them. My chest is still beating but it doesn’t feel like I have to try. Their presence gives me this kind of comfort.

They back away slowly. I’m feeling mostly better. My stomach still hurts. I’m breathing fast but don’t feel it anymore. I was about to try to thank them with any energy I had left when they spoke first. “Can I try something?” I nod. They make me feel like I have everything in the world, so they can do whatever they want with me.

They cupped my chin and pulled me up a little to kiss me again. They rub their back of my jaw. I guess they’re trying to relax me. I actually feel bad about how relaxed I am but I give in anyway. I feel my mouth getting bigger, as if something is forcing itself in. “Mmphf?” I reach out for their shoulders. They pin me and keep leaning. I feel a bulge in my throat with this mass descending from my face. I keep muffling. “Mmpf mm mm?” They knew what I was asking. “Yeah! I’ll be okay!” I don’t know what to do. I was genuinely wondering if my heart rate was going to crush them alone. But the weirdest thing was why did this feel good to me? It shouldn’t, right? I can’t tell if they’re past the point of no return but at the same time, they wanted this, right?

After their shoulders, they started shimmying. It wasn’t struggling. They were actually trying to go down. With my heaviest, concentrated breath, I swallow. The gulp echoes so loud that I can hear it. I can’t imagine it’s not deafening for them. Another gulp disappears their abdomen. I feel something kind of round enter my belly. It has to be their head. Past their knees, they descend and start curling up inside. I hold my gut in a “I got you” kind of way, even if it’s redundant in this case. With one last swallow, their legs meet the rest of them.

After regaining my breath, I get myself back to the situation. It’s hard to concentrate though with their squirming. “Uhh wha.. what are you.. doing?” I think I was too confused in the predicament to ask if they were okay. “Is this it right here?” They’re rubbing the part of my belly that hurts. My breathing is still heavy but more relaxed. “Uh.. uh huhhh”. They can probably feel my heart beat picking up. Then something shifts. Something has me in a chokehold. I can’t explain it. I feel something come up my throat. I lean over the bed. I make the most guttural noise as my partner plummets out of my mouth.

I hang my head, worn out from that. They come over to me, coated in saliva that they tried to wash off with a towel, and caress my face. “You okay?” Despite my defeated appearance, I feel way better. “.. yeah… you?” I rub their shoulder. My partner looks more at ease and sits beside me on the bed. “You’re crazy, you know that?” I teased. “It worked, didn’t it?” God damn, I did not want to admit to it. “If it makes you feel any better, it was cozy”, they added, I guess to make me feel better. In a way, it did. It means I can keep them close in more ways I suppose.

[livesinastomach]

Reblog if you're asexual and into vore and want to make more ace friends :) or if you want aces to feel safe around you!

[nerumanu]

Stomach growls are the most erotic thing in the world , change my mind

[tastylittlepixie]

I need a shirt that says "eat in case of emergency"

[i-suggest-vore]

vore is great but have you played minesweeper

I may be pretty good at minesweeper, but i’m better at being a snack :3

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MineSnacker

Plop a tiny on the board, or be in the minefield yourself.

Stepping on a 1 or a 2, little nervous. Stepping on a 4 😰 if the pred could laugh at the distress your precarious situation has put you in.

The next step you take is not the smiley face to signal a relief. Nor is it the x-eyed smiley face to indicate an instant game over.

The space has a mouth painted on it. How curious. The tile retreats into a nearby one. Below you observe an open maw waiting for its prize, you. Your fate was sealed on this square no matter how you attempt to cling to a different platform.

You don’t go out in an explosion. You go down a gullet with no more moves left.

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You ventured out to see your partner before the weather got bad. You wanted to make sure they were okay. Did they have water? Food? Emergency stuff charged? They assure you they were fine.

Time got the better of you. For coming all this way, they sat you down for a movie. A movie became a nap. A nap became time passing by. With each second comes a new blanket of snow to traverse.

You’re the first to awake. “Oh yeah, my car.” You check outside from the window. Given the state of emergency issued for your area, you really should head home, yeah? You take your belongings and head to your vehicle. In your gathering, you hear ruffling behind you. You quicken your haste as to not wake your partner.

You arrive to your snowy submerged automobile. The doors are glued shut. Curses. You figure your best bet is to lean up against the door with your body heat to eventually let you to your scraper, if you even remembered to pack one.

You stare at the buildings. You watch the snow. You retrace landmarks visually to where you think the ice might be its most patchy. You’re stuck in your thoughts that you don’t notice a figure coming towards you.

They call your name. “Huh?” You snap out of it. Your partner stands in front of you with a worried expression. “Are you sure this is even safe?” they inquire. “Uhh… it’s not great, could be worse I guess.” You try to lighten the mood and their concerns. After a silence, they simply say, “no.” Before you could reply, you’re lifted from your position.

After being brought back to warmth, they ask you if you’re okay. “Y-y-y-e-s-s?” It’s only now you realize how much you were shaking. They place you on the bed. They snuggle up close to you, holding your side as if to let you know they don’t intend to let you do that again.

Not long after, the inevitable power out occurs. They’re used to the cold. You? Not as much. You hold them tighter. “Do you want to get warmer?”

The question confused you. Of course you would but how? Candles? As if to clarify with you, they put your hands in their mouth, licking between the fingers. Your digits are more expressive now that they’re surrounded by heat. You look into their eyes and nod to accept their offer.

Hands to your sides, they gulp down your arms. You feel your movement back in your elbows. Your partner lowers themselves off the bed to use gravity to pull you in. Halfway swallowed, your head disappears past their throat and chest. Holding your legs together, each gulp further finalizes the end of your journey. Your shivering dissipates. You curl up into their tummy. Their warm tummy, away from the cold.

[voreenjoyer2025]

Happy Vore-entine’s (late, ik)

You’re shy. You always get so flustered when you and your partner cuddle. The way they hold onto you makes your chest warm and your worries seem to vanish. You want to tell them you want to be closer but… is that asking too much?

They rub your shoulders to center you. “Hey, did you.. want to do anything? Like -“ Their sentence was interrupted by the growls of their stomach. “Hehe yeah, that, sorry, ahah. Uhh.. we can go out or order out or we have those chocolates over there.” You got the chocolates from their desk. “You want me to feed you these?” You’re both giggling, at ease in each other’s company. “Yeah, sure.”

You do something a little creative. “Close your eyes”. They lay down and comply. You don’t mean to pin them necessarily but this was the easiest position. You took a bite of a stem of a chocolate-covered strawberry and poke your partner’s lips. “Mphf mpf”. They laugh at your attempt to communicate, “you didn’t tell me to open. Fiiine”. They open their maw. You drop the fruit. They must have been really hungry since they didn’t chew. You watched it disappear past the uvula. You follow the journey of the small thing until the bulge sinks past their chest.

Your partner pucks their lips and lets out a small moan, keeping their eyes shut. “Mm~ more of that, please”. Their satisfied grin makes you happy. You repeat with another strawberry. They take another, rubbing their tummy. “Feels good, huh?” you inquire, making small pokes at their belly. “Mhm” they nod. You rub at their sides. They moan even more now. It looks like they don’t want you to stop. You wonder then..

You take another berry slower this time. You lower yourself above them. They open. You don’t drop the berry. Your lips stay attached, lightly clashing into theirs. “Hmm? Mmm”. They rubbed your back. You cupped your hands under their face. You were losing yourself in the moment, almost jealous of that inanimate fruit. “Maybe if we kiss harder,” you thought..

You leaned into the kiss so hard that your head went past their lips. “Hmpf?!”, your partner gasped in confusion. They were trying to ask you something but it was muffled. They realized they couldn’t articulate very well. They tried again but slower. You guessed they were trying to say “let me try something”. They then push on your shoulders lightly. You grip them closer in response. “Oh, m’kay” or at least as close to that noise they could manage. They started pushing you in the other direction, towards themselves. They took the first gulp.

Your head lowers into their throat. The saliva? coats you in your descent. Another swallow. Your shoulders come down, now your midsection. You wriggle around to make it easier for your partner. You hear a muffled, “you good?” reverberate around you. “Yeah! I’m alright!” you shout loud enough for them to hear you.

You both keep going. The throat muscles massaging you down. You feel your partner’s hands outside rubbing your legs as they guide them down their mouth. Your face starts to hit some gooey surface. You’re feeling the end of this water slide. A few more swallows pushes the rest of you in further.

One final gulp around the last of your body sends you to their belly. You feel their hands caressing the outside of their throat as they huff to catch their breath. It sounds a little panicked. You move around to get yourself in a comfortable position. “What can I do to make them feel okay?” you ponder. You then start massaging their stomach walls. “What.. what is that?!” they ask, holding their underbelly. “Take some deep breaths!” you call out. They take your advice and ease themselves.

“Why…?” they were trying to figure out how to even ask this. “You.. in there now, why?” You nuzzle from inside them, trying to be comforting. You didn’t think this far though. “I.. I.. wanted to be.. closer to you… is that okay?” You slow down your massaging. There’s a small silence. “I uhh know I was hungry but um, I.. didn’t think you would do that”. You both sound unsure of what just happened. “You’re not hungry now, right?” You joke. As if to answer, the tummy growled around you. “Uhh you gonna be mad if I say that I still am?” You giggle, “I mean.. you still have the rest of the chocolates and you can order out”. “Are.. you gonna be okay in there if I do that? Like.. wouldn’t it be gross or something? And.. how am I even gonna get you out?” They shook their belly lightly to make a point but it accidentally made even more noises. “My tummy might like you a little too much, you know? And isn’t it like hot and burning in there?”

You didn’t actually register where you were. You were more focused on your partner to think about it. The air, or what’s left of it, is definitely warm. You feel the stomach walls massage you all over. It’s a little wet. The previous strawberries were crushed under you at some point, sinking into juices. You figured because of your size or because you’re moving, the stomach is a little confused on what to do with you. But you don’t feel any peril. You feel the safest you’ve ever been actually. “I’ll be fine!” You felt them shift themselves with you inside to get more comfortable. “If you say so.. just.. I don’t know, kick me? or something and I’ll let you out.. as best I can.” You go back to nuzzling.

They order some pizza. Each slice spits out from the very hole you came through. It’s unchewed, as if they’re sharing with you. Some of the chocolates too, can’t forget those. You lift your head and they plop into your mouth. They start rubbing their belly. “Hey.. are you okay if I.. sleep?” “Yeahhh!..” You felt your own eyes start closing. You’ve already given into your warm environment. You feel yourself melting away. Could be figuratively, but you’re not sure if you minded literally..