The Regeneration Potion: Part 2

Continuing from yesterday's commission!  This part's after digestion.

Poll results are in, and Aladdin is the winner!  Look forward to that story tomorrow! C:

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 A few hours later, Nitrua woke up, feeling cramped from not sleeping in a proper bed.
The Zinogre yawned and stretched as she opened her eyes, sitting up and swinging her
feet over the edge of her couch. A moment later, she was fully awake, and looked at
herself in surprise.
Dante had certainly been a /very/ filling meal, that was for sure. Because not only had
he been delicious, he had added to her figure big time: her breasts were significantly
larger now , as were her thighs and ass. Not to mention her belly was chubbier than
she remembered—and it looked pretty cute.
Amused at her new weight, she slapped her stomach. To her surprise, she actually felt
something sloshing around in there: the remains of Dante, no doubt about it. Nitrua
smirked. Oh boy, was she going to have some fun with this.
The Zinogre cupped her larger breasts, squeezing them tight as she felt the new layer
of skin around them. She let herself feel every inch of them, from the base of her boobs
to the nipples, enjoying touching herself. Then she ran her hands down her chunky
thighs, loving how much thicker her legs were. Finally, she touched her new ass,
giggling as she felt its increased size. It was exhilarating and amusing to experience.
Once she was done with that, Nitrua stood up from the couch, stretching again.
Perhaps Dante was awake by now. She yawned, and walked down the hall to her
bedroom to find out.
At the door, she knocked quietly a few times, but there was no answer. Opening it, she
did see Dante on the bed—even though the regeneration potion was foolproof, she still
felt relieved to see her friend—and boy, did he look exhausted. His eyes were baggier
than she remembered them being before, and he was snoring away, his head resting on
her pillow. Nitrua smiled. Perhaps the regeneration process /and/ the digestive one
had been a bit much for the guy. She was glad to see him in one piece, though. The
Zinogre turned to leave him to rest—
—but that’s when she saw his erect cock. Dante was lying stomach up, see, and that
meant his arousal was in plain view to Nitrua. She giggled—he was probably dreaming
about getting digested right now, still inside her belly in his mind. And he was /really/
enjoying it, by the looks of things. . .
The Zinogre walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, watching Dante’s penis bob in
the air. He snored, and it twitched again, precum leaking out of it. Oh, she had some
ideas now. Some /very/ nasty ideas.
Nitrua’s mind filled with lust as she leaned forward, and the Zinogre stuck out her
tongue. Then, she gave his cock a niiiiiice, long lick at the tip, lapping up his precum.
Dante moaned in his sleep, the lynx clearly aroused, and he squirmed a little, more than
just his cock twitching this time. Hmm, what to do next? Oh! Now Nitrua knew what
she could do. . .
She sat at the end of the bed and leaned forward, her newly-enlarged boobs
outstretched. She was going to give him a /great/ wakeup call.
The Zinogre took her breasts and placed Dante’s cock between them. Then, she began
to stimulate his penis, moving her boobs up and down his member, watching his
reaction as she did so.
Dante moaned louder upon being touched by her breasts, his body twitching again in
increased arousal. Nitrua smiled, and kept going, increasing speed and force. The lynx
cried out in his sleep. Oh, this was going to be fun.
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/Digesting. . . fading. . . Becoming part of Nitrua . . .
. . . forever./
Dante woke up from his dream, and the first thing he noticed was that something was
shaking his penis. It didn’t hurt, mind you, it was /amazing/, and stimulated him just
right. He just didn’t expect to be waking up to it.
The lynx opened his eyes, and saw quite a sight. Nitrua was sitting at the end of the
bed, and she was giving him a boobjob. Her breasts were bigger too, by the sight of it,
and Dante swallowed in anticipation. He had added to her figure, just like he’d always
dreamed of.
“Hey, sleepy head,” Nitrua said, rubbing her breasts up and down his penis yet again.
Fully awake now, Dante cried out, leaning against the pillow and letting pure touch fill
his senses. “Sleep well?” the Zinogre asked.
“/Fuck/ yes,” Dante said. He could just barely distinguish his dreams digesting from the
real thing, and just thinking about it filled him with anticipation.
“Good.” Nitrua leaned forward and, while still giving him a boobjob, gave his cock
another nice lick, swirling her tongue at the edge of his penis. “Enjoyed being my meal
that much, did you~?”
The lynx moaned in increased arousal, breathing audibly, barely able to speak. “Y-yes,
very much,” he finally managed to spit out, along with an, “Oh /fuck/!” as the boobjob
continued to stimulate him.
“Good,” his predator answered. She giggled and, slowing down the boobjob, said, “I
think you did a nice job fatting me up—not to mention, you were absolutely /delicious/.”
She stopped pleasuring him, making the lynx let out a mew of disappointment, but she
laughed. “I have something to show you,” she said, smirking.
Nitrua crawled up to Dante as he began to sit up, and shoved her belly in his face. The
lynx could hear active grunts and growls inside as liquids swirled—something was still
being digested. Then it hit him. “I-I’m still in there?” he squeaked, the thought filling him
with arousal.
The Zinogre nodded. “There’s still a bit of your old body being digested in there,” she
explained. “You’re such a big meal, Dante—my stomach really has to work on you.”
“Wow,” he whispered.
Dante looked up at Nitrua, and she gave him a gentle kiss, which he reciprocated.
Then she reached out her arms and hugged the lynx tightly. “I really enjoyed that—a
lot,” she said, giving him a squeeze.
“Me too,” Dante said, feeling her enlarged stomach underneath his chest. “I love being
eaten by you; I never thought I could get digested by you, but it /happened/ and that
was /amazing/.” He was getting hot and bothered again just by thinking about it. “And
you were right—it feels like we’ve gotten closer now, that our friendship has evolved.”
They let go of each other. Nitrua put her hands on his shoulders. “And all it took was
one dinner date, huh?” she teased, grinning.
Dante giggled. “Stoooop.” They both laughed, and after that, there was an awkward
silence. “So . . . what now?” the lynx asked.
Nitrua smiled. “Well, you can just lie there,” she said.
“Lie there?” he asked. “Why?”
“Because I want to repay you for the meal, silly~,” she said. “Now, are you going to lie
down or what?”
Dante opened his mouth to say that she didn’t need to repay him anything, that he had
been so satisfied by everything she’d done—but he quickly realized what she was trying
to do and snapped his mouth shut. “Alright,” he said, leaning back. “This is going to be
fun.”
“It sure is,” Nitrua said, smirking. “Now get on the bed.”
He obeyed, leaning back and putting his head back onto the pillow and stretching his
legs out. His cock wasn’t erect, but it was getting there.
The Zinogre first snuggled next to him, pressing her thighs onto Dante, letting him feel
how thick her body had become. The lynx sighed into her cuddles, letting her hug him,
snuggle him, press her body against him. Her fat body was so cozy and soft, and he
loved remembering that he had done that. That he was such a filling, good meal for his
friend, he increased her size and fattened her up nicely. Just like a good meal should.
He gasped as she pressed her now-larger breasts against his chest. Nitrua smirked at
him, then rubbed her nipples against his own sensitive ones, stimulating the lynx with
every movement. “Y-yes. . .” he managed to say, sighing contentedly as she touched
him.
She then ran her breasts down his chest, trailing them down to his hips and thighs, until
she reached his cock. For a moment he thought she would give another boob job, but
no—she had something even better in mind.
Nitrua sat up in front of Dante’s cock. “I’m going to ride you, my little prey,” she said.
“Would you like that?”
“Yes, please!” Dante exclaimed, already eager to start.
The Zinogre smirks. “Alright then. Be careful what you wish for, my meal.”
She reared up, fully revealing her wet vagina to him. Then, she slowly started lowering
herself onto his penis.
First she teased Dante, pressing the tip of his cock against her clit, pleasuring both of
them at once. She rubbed his penis around her pussy, teasing even more, building
anticipation further and further. When it felt like the tension couldn’t hold any longer,
she began to enter the lynx.
Nitrua put one hand on the bedframe, using it to support her weight. She used her
other hand to stroke Dante’s chest as she began to come down on top of him. Smirking
as she lowered herself, the Zinogre looked the lynx straight in the eye, fully confident of
her abilities. When penetration began, Dante let out a happy cry of pleasure—/fuck/ did
that first moment feel amazing. The angle of penetration was just right, making it clear
that Nitrua was experienced at riding.
“You digested soooo well,” the Zinogre said, licking her lips and continuing to stare
Dante right in the eye. “Turning into a yummy soup for my body—my, what an obedient
prey. . .”
She was halfway now, running her hand on Dante’s chest as she lowered herself down
his cock. Dante moaned as she descended, loving every second of these sensations
tingling down his penis.
“Tasty prey. One that I can enjoy over and over.”
There was a satisfying press as her vagina completely sealed around his entire cock.
Dante gasped—he was fully inside his friend now, and he loved it.
“Now let’s take you for a ride~.”
She began to ride Dante—slowly at first, going back and forth gently for him to get used
to the feeling. As she rode him, she kept talking, teasing him more and more. “See
how much I’m jiggling? That’s thanks to the fat you put on my beautiful body~.”
Dante looked up, and saw that she was right—the new fat on her breasts and belly were
making them jiggle up and down, and side to side, as she rode his cock. When he
closed his eyes—submitting himself to pure sensation, if only for just a moment—he
could swear that he could hear the sound of gurgles and growls from inside her
stomach, with his old liquid form still moving around in there. . .
“You were so cute in there,” Nitrua said as she rode.
“Cute?” Dante asked, blushing, biting his lips to hold in a delighted moan.
“All those little squirms you were doing . . . all that moving around for my stomach,
making yourself easy prey to digest. . . It was all just so /adorable.” The Zinogre
smirked. “Don’t you agree, my cute little morsel?”
“F-fuck. . .” escaped out of Dante’s bitten lip, and he decided: fuck it. Enough holding
back. So the next time Nitrua moved his cock in a pleasurable way, he let himself cry
out, letting a delighted scream leave his lips. It was music to both he and Nitrua’s ears.
“Oh, my food is so active, even outside the stomach,” the Zinogre teased, running her
hand up his chest and to his chin, forcing Dante to look up into her eyes. “No wonder
you were such a tasty treat.”
“Oh fuck. . .” Dante bit his lip hard. “Y-you’re saying all that because you know just how
I’ll react, aren’t you?”
Nitrua laughed. “You know me so well,” she said, smirking. “So let’s see how you react
to . . . this.”
She began to pick up her pace while riding, moving up and down, and side to side, with
increased rigor. Dante cried out at every thrust, loving every minute of movement,
reveling in his penis moving up and down like a joystick. Nitrua, for her part, was having
an absolute blast, letting out some aroused cries herself as she rode the lynx.
“Just . . . melted . . . you . . . down . . . into . . . thick . . . soup,” she said, panting as she
spoke between thrusts. “Yummy . . . little . . . lynx!”
Dante could barely speak anymore. He let himself watch his friend ride him, seeing her
thick body jiggle and bounce with every movement, loving being a part of her.
Nitrua picked up the pace even more, riding him faster now. Then, she slowed, and for
a moment, Dante was disappointed. But then the lynx watched his friend slowly come
down from the air, and lie down right on top of her. She pressed her thick body right on
him, pressing her full weight on Dante, and he sighed in contentment. Then he felt her
moving her hips, which in turn moved his hard cock inside her, and things picked right
back where they left off.
The Zinogre smirked as she moved her hips back and forth. Leaning into Dante’s ear,
she whispered, “Such a hot little snack~.” Dante cried out, and he couldn’t take it
anymore—he was at his limit.
Nitrua slammed herself down on his cock, and the lynx climaxed the same time she did.
The Zinogre orgasmed, liquid gushing out of her vagina and dripping outside her pussy.
Dante came inside of her, spraying cum into her orifice, filling her up with his semen.
For a moment, the two caught their breath in the afterglow, breathing on top of each
other, feeling their stomachs (and Nitrua’s growling belly) rise and fall in turn.
Then, the Zinogre sat back up, and began to pull herself off of his cock. She went
slowly, as if sad it had ended so quickly, and slipped Dante’s penis out of her vagina. A
moment later it was done, and cum leaked from her pussy, dripping onto the bed.
Smiling, Nitrua laid down next to him, snuggling next to Dante and giving him a gentle
kiss on the cheek. Dante snuggled back, and the lynx leaned into his friend, loving the
feel of her new body.
“So, you enjoyed it? Being eaten and regenerated?” she asked, a grin on her face.
“Fuck yeah!” Dante exclaimed. “Of course I enjoyed it! That was /amazing/!” He turned
to her. “Being swallowed whole like that—I mean, sure we’ve done it before, but
knowing that you were gonna keep me in there until I digested.” He swallowed. “That
was on a whole new level.”
Nitrua smiled. “I’m really glad you liked it.” She put an arm around him. “I enjoyed that
thought too. Swallowing you up while knowing you weren’t going anywhere—that my
stomach was going to completely take you—was absolutely /fantastic/.” She ran a
finger down her chest and too her belly, which grumbled around the remains of Dante’s
former body. “You were fabulous in there—such a good treat for me.”
Dante smiled, blushing. “Thanks.”
Nitrua leaned in for a kiss, and Dante met here there, smooching her delicately on the
lips. When they released, he saw the Zinogre was smiling. “You know,” she said,
giving him a squeeze, “it looks like we’re a bit more than friends now, huh?”
“Yeah.” Dante blushed again.
“Looks like we’re boyfriend and girlfriend,” Nitrua said, meeting Dante’s eyes and not
turning away. “Right?”
The lynx nodded, grinning. He had always wanted this. “Right.”
“Soooo, since we’re boyfriend and girlfriend now,” the Zinogre continued, reaching out
and gently petting his fluffy head, “you should probably move in with me, shouldn’t you,
sweetheart?”
Dante was all too delighted to answer that. “Absolutely,” he blurted out. “Yes! I’ll move
in with you. Yes!”
Nitrua laughed. “Well, someone’s eager, aren’t they.” She smiled. “I’m glad though.
That makes me really happy.”
She snuggled closer to her boyfriend, and gave him a tight hug. Dante sighed and
leaned into her arm, loving her tough. When Nitrua let go of him, she said, “You know, I
have a great idea. Something we can do together, in fact.”
“What’s that?” Dante asked.
The Zinogre smiled. “Well . . . I think that between the two of us, we can make the
money to get you a permanent regeneration potion. What do you think?”
Dante’s heart skipped a beat. “That’s . . . they make those?!” he asked excitedly.
Nitrua nodded. “Yep. They’re expensive, but with the two of us working together, the
amount probably won’t be too much.” She smirked, and opened her maw, revealing her
large tongue and drool-covered fangs yet again. Before Dante could react, she was
running a loooong lick up his face: starting at the side of his neck, snaking her way up
his cheek, reaching his forehead, and ending at the tip of one of his ears. “You were
absolutely splendid in my stomach. And with a permanent regeneration potion, we
wouldn’t have to worry about you getting hurt,” the Zinogre purred, licking her lips. “I’d
love to have you as a meal again, Dante.”
At that, her stomach let out a loud, audible growl. Both Nitrua and Dante looked down
at her stomach, and then the couple laughed. “Looks like my stomach agrees with me,”
she teased, running her tongue over her teeth. “It wants to have you back in there too,
sweetheart~.”
Dante laughed. “Well, I’d love to be back inside,” he said, hugging the Zinogre. When
he let go, he joked, “And with me around, you wouldn’t have to worry about feeding
yourself—I’d be all the food you need!”
Nitrua laughed. “That’s true,” she said. “You’re so tasty, and so fattening—how could I
ever resist eating you up?”
“Exactly!” Dante giggled. “And I love your body like this—not just because I’m on it, of
course. You look great, and I love having a thick girlfriend.”
The Zinogre smiled. “Thanks, Dante. I love it too.”
The two smooched again, sharing a deep kiss. When they parted, Dante found himself
yawning, his muzzle opening wide in front of Nitrua’s face. The Zinogre laughed.
“Sleepy, huh?” she asked.
“Yeah. . .” He yawned again. “I’m not sure why, but suddenly I’m /really/ tired.”
“Guess digestion can take a lot out of you,” Nitrua said. Then she teased, “Not to
mention the /amazing/ sex we just had. . .”
Dante giggled. “Yeah, true.” He leaned against the Zinogre’s naked chest, pressing his
head against her shoulder. “Do you mind if I take a nap?”
“Not at all,” replied Nitrua. She smiled. “Let’s nap together. When we wake up, we can
talk more about moving in together, and more about the permanent regeneration
potion.”
Dante grinned. “That sounds great.”
He yawned one last time, then closed his eyes, leaning against his thick, predatory
girlfriend. “Good night, Nitrua,” he said.
“Good night, Dante,” she responded. “Sweet dreams, love.”
“Sweet dreams.”
A few minutes later, the couple was fast asleep in each other’s arms.