Louis Eats Legoshi: Fatal Ending

An alternate version of the Patreon story "Louis Eats Legoshi".  I hope you enjoy it! C:

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 Louis was almost done swallowing Legoshi.  And he was eager to get the wolf into his stomach.
Another gulp sent Legoshi’s head past the sphincter barrier, and into the stomach, plunging them into the wide, hungry space.  It growled at the entrance of such tasty prey, and Louis smiled around his meat.  He needed the rest of the wolf in there, right this /minute/.  Food like this was too tasty to leave waiting.
He swallowed again, sucking more of Legoshi inside of him.  The wolf’s hips got pulled into the deer’s maw, and he licked them, tasting the delicious prey—and, of course, that delicious dick.  Louis smiled, teasing the wolf’s member just a bit more.  But he couldn’t wait any longer, and the deer let out a loud /slurp/ as he pulled Legoshi’s hips inside, and then the wolf’s legs and feet.
His prey’s footpaws traveled down his throat, past the barrier, and into his rumbling stomach.  That belly was incredibly big now, and Louis patted it, feeling the outline of Legoshi inside.  “Mmm, this feeling never gets old,” the deer said to the wolf, smirking.  “Do you like it in there?  Because that’s where you’re going to stay.”
“I know,” Legoshi said, curling up inside the stomach.  “And then you’re going to let me out, right?”
Louis chuckled.  “Actually, I like to /keep/ my food, wolf,” he said, sitting down in the courtyard.  “So you won’t be getting out anytime soon—except as shit out of my ass, that is~!”
“W-What?!” Legoshi stuttered.  “No way!  That wasn’t our deal!”
“Too bad,” the deer said, laughing.  “I’m a bit too hungry to keep our deal.”
“No!  Someone, help!”  The wolf started struggling, squirming around in Louis’s extended belly, elbowing and kicking like a madman.  “He ate me!  He’s not letting me out!  Help!”
“Do you really think that’s going to work?” Louis sighed.  Why did prey always have to be so /predictable/?  “Nobody can here you in there, Legoshi.  Even if they could, nobody can get you out of there.  So, sorry—you’re mine.”
“Don’t make me use my claws, Louis,” Legoshi growled, his voice fearful but determined.
“Go ahead,” the deer replied, clearly bored.  “See for yourself how much good that’ll do you.”
So the wolf unleashed his claws, bringing them down on the stomach walls—but to his surprise, the walls bounce back, and even cracked some of his nails!  “W-What?!” Legoshi stuttered, shocked.  “But—”
“My stomach’s a bit tougher than the average one,” Louis explained, smiling.  “It’s held prey much bigger and tougher than a pathetic wolf—so it can withstand your little attacks.”
He found a comfortable place in the courtyard, and sat down.  “How does it feel in there, /prey/?” the deer crowed, slapping his enormous stomach.  “Surely my stomach has started digesting you by now—it’s going to break you down, bit by bit, and make you /mine/.”
“I—”  Legoshi stopped once he felt the tingling sensation underneath his butt.  The wolf squirmed around to see what it was—and noticed a small pool forming at the bottom of the belly, getting steadily larger every minute.  When he leaned against the walls, he noticed those were also starting to drip, creating stinging liquid that hurt his skin and singed his fur.  It was starting to smell very . . . /acidic/ in here. . .
“Like that, wolf?!” Louis asked.  A mad cackle escaped his lips.  “How does it feel to be at the bottom of the food chain, for once in your predatorial existence?  How does it feel to be a /meal/?!”
“Please!” Legoshi cried, thrashing about in the belly, hating the stinging sensation that was starting to spread throughout his body.  But the stomach acid continued to gather, pooling underneath him and rising up further and further.  Not to mention the fluids on the walls were thickening—and bubbling.  This wasn’t good.
The more the wolf sat there, the more his skin stung.  When he looked down at his arm, he saw his fur was completely gone, thanks to the acid that had been dripping there.  “Shit!” Legoshi said, struggling again.  He had to get out of here!
“Looks like your fate is starting to sink in,” Louis mocked him, smacking the stomach and making the liquids jostle about.  They hit Legoshi like a wave, making him howl in pain.  “You can’t escape, and I’m not letting you out anytime soon.”  The deer laughed.  “So all that’s left is for you to be digested, and broken down into nutrients for my body.  How do you like that, /prey/?”
Legoshi opened his mouth to respond, but at that moment, the acid started working in overdrive, pouring down onto his flesh, making the wolf scream again.  He cringed and let out terrible howls as the fluids came down, splashing into his body and leaving bare patches of fur behind—and, eventually, bare patches of red flesh.  The more the acid came, the worse Legoshi became, until he was left as a shivering wreck inside Louis’s stomach: a nearly furless piece of food, with bare patches of red flesh and exposed bone.  He was only getting worse as the relentless fluids poured down, and he was rendered unable to speak.
“I think you’re just about done,” Louis said, stroking his stomach tenderly.  “You made a lovely meal, Legoshi, you really did.  I just wish I could have seen the look on your face when you realized I’d fooled you.”  He laughed.  “I’m sure it was priceless.”
The wolf opened his mouth to respond, but at that moment, the acids dripped anew, splashing onto his vital organs.  There was a final gurgle, and then, Legoshi was gone.  The wolf was no more.
Louis stood up from his place at the courtyard, and let out a final /blech!/  “You were delicious, wolf,” he said, patting his sloshing gut.  “A worthy sacrifice for my strong stomach.”
He walked out of the courtyard, and disappeared into the night.  That had been a satisfying meal.
And that meal wasn’t done digesting yet.  As the deer walked, his stomach growled and churned around Legoshi’s corpse, breaking it down further and further.  Acid splashed onto his fur and skin, and soon, the thing that once was a wolf was completely hairless—a naked, exposed animal, helpless to the power of Louis’s stomach.  It rumbled around the corpse and continued to break the meat down.
Fluids trickled faster from the belly walls, which pressed hard around the food, trying to reduce it further.  The liquids at the bottom of Louis’s gut pooled even further, reaching the chest and eating up the wolf, eager to consume more of the thing that was once Legoshi.  Soon enough, the wolf’s skin couldn’t resist the power of the acids, and it was completely devoured: fluids dug into the corpse and revealed more and more bone, until Legoshi was nothing but a skeleton in the stomach.  The dissolved skin congealed with the stomach liquids, creating a soup that sloshed around the belly.
And even then, Louis’s hungry gut wasn’t satisfied.  It growled louder around the skeleton, demanding even more now, wanting to reach the final conclusion.  The liquids rose higher, up to the head of Legoshi’s corpse, wanting nothing less than full consumption.  And as the acid gathered, and the skeleton fell, that’s exactly what the liquids got.  The frame of the wolf crumbled to bits and collapsed into the fluids, helpless to resist, until finally, it was done.  The skeleton was fully consumed, and the vital organs floated around helplessly—until they, too, were easily absorbed into the powerful belly.
Louis reached his house and opened the door.  He patted his stomach, and felt its contents slosh around—Legoshi was nothing but liquid.  “Looks like you’re no more, /prey/,” the deer said with a smirk, walking to his bathroom.  “My stomach was just too strong for you to resist.
In his belly, the organs were devoured, and the wolf soup was emptied into the intestines.  Soon enough, Louis was overwhelmed with the need to take a nice, long shit, and he smiled evilly.
He walked into the restroom and pulled down his pants, sitting on the toilet with an air of victory about him.  He squeezed, and bit by bit, what was left of Legoshi left his ass.
Shit squirted out, liquidy in texture—it had been churned so thoroughly—and landed in the water with a loud /splash!/  And it wasn’t just a small amount, no, it was a lot of fluidy poop leaving Louis’s ass, an insane amount of wolf dripping out bit by bit, until it finally stopped.
Louis wiped his butt and stood up, looking down at the toilet with a smile.  “Farewell, Legoshi,” he said with a sinister grin.  “You made a delicious meal—and I must say, that was a fantastic exit.”
He flushed the toilet, watching the remains swirl around.  Then he washed his hands, left the bathroom, and went to sleep.