A commissioned vore story! This one's a roleplay between friends. I hope you enjoy it!
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Most would be terrified of a hide-and-seek game with a predator. But these two friends reveled in roleplay, and welcomed the opportunity.
Dante was hiding in a hallowed-out tree trunk, deep in the woods. The blue lynx was trying to keep his fluffy tail down inside, but it wouldn’t stop twitching and poking up. . .
Nitrua was prowling through the woods, her stomach growling loudly as she walked. “Come out, little snack!” the Zinogre called, swinging her spiky tail so that it crashed into a tree. “I’m getting hungrier by the minute—and you’ll fill me up nicely.”
At that, an involuntary squeak left Dante’s mouth, and his tail shot up. /Shit shit shit!/ He reached up to pull it down, but before he could, a shadow was looming over him.
“Found you~!” Nitrua said triumphantly. She reached into the tree trunk and pulled the lynx out by the scruff of his neck, licking her lips as she did so.
“P-Please! Don’t eat me!” Dante cried, shaking in fear.
“I’m afraid I’m a bit too hungry not to, you delicious morsel,” Nitrua said, licking her lips. She opened her mouth wide, and Dante stared into the hungry maw: a tongue licked around it, making her teeth drip with drool, and behind it all, the throat loomed, taunting him. “Down the hatch!”
She stuffed of the lynx into her mouth, and Dante shivered as the tongue greeted him, licking his entire face and neck, making his fur stick with saliva. “Mmmm!” Nitrua moaned, reveling in his flavor. Dante swallowed in fear. He tasted good. That meant she was going to—
/Gulp!/ The Zinogre swallowed, and shoved Dante into her tight, constricting throat, which clamped around him with amazing force. From there, it was a series of steady swallows as she pushed the blue lynx toward his final destination: her stomach.
Dante popped inside it all too soon. The wide chamber greeted him with a growl, and as more of the lynx was lowered inside, the wet walls started to expand, making a visible bulge in Nitrua’s stomach.
Finally, the Zinogre was at the final bite. She lapped up Dante’s cute little feet, enjoying his flavor one last time. Then, she swallowed, and sealed his fate.
His legs and feet slid down, and then all of Dante was inside the stomach. It gurgled around him again, and Nitrua grinned.
“Mmmm, you made such tasty prey,” she said, patting her giant stomach and causing Dante to squirm. “I love when they go down easy.” She let out a loud burp.
Well, he may have gone down easy, but he wasn’t going to digest easy! Dante pushed against the walls, but they simply slipped back, unmovable.
“Awww, what a cute escape attempt!” Nitrua said, playing with her stomach, letting it jiggle up and down with the lynx inside. “Don’t worry. My stomach will turn you into soup soon enough—it won’t be long.”
At that, stomach acid started to fill the place. It started at Dante’s legs and ass, but quickly reached his hips. Dante squirmed more, and Nitrua laughed. Both were enjoying this roleplay immensely.
“Such an active little snack,” the Zinogre said, continuing to play with her belly as the acid rose, reaching Dante’s chest. “My stomach’s going to turn you into nothing but soup and nutrients. I can’t wait to digest you.”
The acid finally stopped at Dante’s shoulders. The lynx was panting from the amazing fearplay—damn, he was turned on right now. And so was Nitrua; she was horny as fuck from all the squirms the lynx was giving her. So both friends decided to rub one out.
Leaning against a tree, Nitrua reached down and started to play with her vagina, rubbing her clit, moaning. Dante reached down and stroked his dick, running his hands up and down. He pressed hard against the Zinogre’s stomach walls as he did this, which only made her moan harder.
The two friends played with their privates, rubbing and running. “You’re such a good little prey,” Nitrua said as she put her fingers in her pussy. “So tasty, so filling—and you’ll turn into soup when my stomach breaks you down.”
Dante cried out at the thought. “Oh . . . oh fuck. . .”
“Yes, my little snack,” Nitrua said. “My stomach’s going to turn your body to nothing—nothing but liquid will remain of you.”
Both friends cried out at the same time, and climaxed: Nitrua’s wet pussy aching with liquid, and Dante’s dick squirting out cum. Both took a moment to take it all in, panting as the moment slowly passed, enjoying the aftermath of their orgasms.
“That was so much fun,” Nitrua said, breaking character. She rubbed her stomach. “How you doing in there?”
“I’m great!” Dante exclaimed. He loved being covered in the Zinogre’s stomach acid—it wouldn’t digest him, of course, but pretending that it might was /such/ a turn on. “Man, I loved it when you licked my whole face—you should do that more often!”
“Thanks!” She giggled, poking her belly. It gurgled loudly in response, making the whole place quake. “Next time, I’ll lick your ears too—show you that you belong to my belly.”
Dante shivered in delight at the thought. “That sounds great.”
Nitrua smiled. She walked over to a tree, and leaned against it, sitting on the ground. “Maybe someday I’ll gurgle you for real, Dante,” she purred, pressing her belly with her hands. Inside, the acid splashed as she pressed, and Dante giggled. “After all, you taste so good—I might have to keep you.”
Dante knew she would never do that. But it was fun to pretend.
Now it was time for them to do what they always did after a good session: have a good nap. Nitrua gently patted and kneaded at her belly, rocking the acid and making the lynx drowsy. Soon enough, he was curling up to sleep.
The Zinogre let out one last little burp. “Have a good nap, little snack,” she said, leaning against the tree and closing her eyes.
“You too,” Dante said.
Both friends fell asleep at the same time. They couldn’t wait to roleplay again.