A Delectable Bon-Bon

You ask it about why you've been swallowed. You're fine with this, of course, but you'd like to hear why. It responds, telling you that it wanted to be full, and you're very much filling to it.

You're a bit flustered at this, and ask how long it'll keep you inside, since you've often spent around half a day or so inside it at a time. The dragon squeezes around you again as a response, rather than giving you an answer, and it chuckles.

Time passes, and you're still inside that half a day later. You ask it again, when you'll be let out, and this time you get an answer. You curl up tightly, flustered, as the dragon tells you that it'll be keeping you until it decides to let you out. It tells you that you're trapped inside it, and that it knows you always enjoy your time inside it.

Days pass, and you find yourself getting used to the long stay inside your friend, though you've always been comfortable inside it. The warmth and safety has been cozy thus far, and you've been happy to relax. The fact that you're trapped inside, that the dragon refuses to let you out, has you flustered. You've never spent this long inside it before, but you trust it to keep you safe.

A month passes without you being let out, and you're completely used to staying inside your friend. You sleep most of the time, the heat and the sounds often lulling you to sleep very easily. It's very comfortable, and despite being trapped, you'd be hard pressed to want to leave, too...

Many more months pass, and you've decided you feel more at home inside the dragon, and your friend enjoys having you inside it as well. It teases you occasionally, telling you that you're right where you belong. You agree, but you're still very flustered over this. You've been let out once or twice, by this point, but every time you have been, you went right back inside willingly after you did what your friend asked of you.

Zhuzhi-Lang, sincerely, what the fuck do you think gratitude means? I'm just curious. I just want to talk.

Essentially a very studious reader that’s in a library and trying to learn about the old times and the old beasts. Yet weirdly enough the ribbon bookmark in one book they were reading, it doesn’t even belong to the book yet it leads out further into the library, leading them somewhere

And course their curiosity and wonder in following this ribbon they don’t even notice they’ve long since left the library. Once they finally get the end of the ribbon bookmark, it wraps around them like a snake and they realize  they’re in a tooth fanged maw

(Idk Shadow milk is supposed to be one of lies and snakes are famous for that imagery, even if SM isn’t for the truth for the longest time, so the big guy playing his tricks with the idea of knowledge with shape shifting going on just seems really neat lol. But yeah, was just some morning brainworms, do with this as you please)

I had to write it.

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*distant delighted screaming*

*comes back to the blog* Okay, now that's out of the way, I am utterly unhingedly excited. My wishes came true in the best way possible. I can literally LIVE in him if I want. Black Sapphire Cookie DOES when he's not off on missions. (don't remind me of the horrid little apple girl. ew. parasite.)

but wheeeeee! the idea of traipsing through the halls, gingerly reading all the silly books of lies, opening doors only to find more places to go, just to end up exactly where he wants me anyway. and knowing the soft bed I'm sinking into is part of him at the end of the day <3

time for Affogato to play a bit

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it’s been a long week of work and it’s finally the weekend and you get home and you just want REST and comfort and warmth and what better way than to be literally Inside partner. you don’t have to think while you’re in there. when you’re done you come out. it is warm and you hear their heartbeat and it is weighty. you stay as long as you want not needing to think about more than being there and getting your energy back and partner enjoys the full feeling AHHHHHH

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(Contents: safe vore, willing vore, second person prey pov, orca monster girl predator, exhibitionism kink in the context of vore)

You're working at a big entertainment place - a mix between an outdoors aquarium and marine zoo, and a theme park. You only have a small job there, nothing fancy - a janitor, maintenance worker, something simple - but it's a nice, cozy, and relatively well-paying job. The park's main exhibitions, or rather, performer, is a massive orca girl who entertains people by doing choreographed swimming, showing off her strength and agility, all while a presenter explains orca history, biology, and such to the crowd. And you happen to have befriended her! It's all going pretty good and relaxed until she starts teasing you about how easy it'd be to eat you, and your reactions give away that maybe you wouldn't really mind that at all........ But she doesn't say anything. Yet.

Then, a couple days later, your boss comes to you with this brand new idea! Apparently, your orca colleague had this brilliant idea for a thrilling, captivating new show that will be sure to give plenty of advertisement! It's a simple act with little expenses, too! She just needs a volunteer to play the part of the...... 'prey', in a live feeding sequence where she'd show off how orcas can so easily swallow even people whole! Oh and, she also mentioned that you've been really wanting to get included in a new performance, so that's the perfect debut for you! And of course, you'll get a bonus for your part...........

....... A few days later, there comes the big show. The seats in front of the big, transparent open enclosure are filled to the brim, some people even standing up, as they all listen intently to the demonstrator explaining orca biology, their diet in the wild, and old stories of sailors getting gobbled up in front of their friends....... All while your friend stares and smirks at you, clearly noticing you fidgeting and blushing already... And then the time comes. You are dropped from a platform directly into the water, and you can hear the gasps and murmurs in the crowd as they get ready to see someone get swallowed alive, for real, right in front of them. Your orca friend makes sure to give them a show before, too! She plays around with you, pulling you underwater (thankfully, you know how to swim and hold your breath), destabilizing you with movements of her tail, even creating a small whirlpool by swimming really fast in loops around you!

And then comes the Big Moment. She stops playing around, and just swims in a slow, deliberate circle around you... Everyone watches in anticipation, and she gives you a wink at an angle where no one can see it... And then... She grabs you. Two big webbed hands, grasping around your body, exhausted from all the swimming, and holding you up in front of the crowd. Slowly, making sure that everyone can really take in the moment, she opens her maw, revealing sharp, white teeth, and her open gullet, leading to an abyss of flesh of muscles... You feel her tongue push itself against you, taking time to get as much flavor as she can as your face is pushed against the slimy, warm muscle. You can't help but let out a little pathetic noise, but thankfully - the crowd is too far away to hear you. You can hear their gasps and whispers, though. They really seem enraptured with the show...

Satisfied with tasting you, your orca friend flips you, front towards the crowd, and lifts you up a little - your feet right above her maw. She smiles widely as she opens up again, and starts to lower you within. You were instructed to struggle, for the show, but even if you weren't so tired from the 'play' before... You know you wouldn't. You look at the crowd and... Oh gosh, they're all watching. Phones are taken out to snap pictures and record every second of what's currently happening, as your face reddens from the feeling of muscles pulling on your legs, drawing you deeper and deeper, and the fact that an entire crowd is watching as you pathetically attempt to squirm and hide your dumb, enthusiastic smile and little moans. It's not like you can protest, you did sign up for this, and... And...

You really want this. To be eaten by your friend, in front of everyone. To play the role of prey, of a victim, of just food. To know that this is how people are seeing you - yes, you are a person, yes, you are a performer in this show... But in this moment, to the entire world, you are an orca's meal... And you know some people are noticing how much you're enjoying this.

You feel your friend's tongue wrap around you once more, and drag you deeper. She shifts as your head slides halfway past her teeth, giving the crowd a full view of your face at the threshold of her jaw... She pauses, letting everyone hold their breath as they stare directly at you, phones and cameras recording you... And then...

GULP.

With just one strong, powerful swallow, your entire body is dragged down, deeper and deeper within her. Into her depths. It's so much faster than you'd have expected -- she clearly was holding herself back. Those muscles expertly drag you down towards her stomach - there is no doubt about it, her body was made to devour prey - prey like you.

As you enter her stomach, breathing its thick air, feeling the muscles all around you tighten a little as they sense a new arrival, you hear the muffled roar and applause of the crowd outside. You can't see it, of course, but your orca friend has given them a really good view of her empty maw, proving that yes, indeed, they just witnessed someone being devoured alive right in front of their eyes! What an exciting and amazing experience!

The main announcer reassures everyone that this is all legal and safe, of course, and you were a fully willing volunteer for everything that just happened. You can't hear her voice, separated by muscle, flesh, fat, and water, but you can hear and feel the purrs of contentment from your friend as she slowly strokes her belly, the weight of her hand adding to the pressure of her stomachs as you let out more of your pathetic little moans and whimpers... Now only for you and her to hear. She tunes out the usual speech about conservation efforts and the importance of living in peaceful coexistence with predator species as she just focuses on you, now - no longer an item to show to the crowd, but hers to enjoy. All hers.

The show is a success! When you eventually come out, you'll be praised by everyone, and informed that there's already hundreds of thousands of views on some of those videos and pictures, and better yet, you've even made it into the news! The park has received unanimously great reviews and praise for an exciting, thrilling show that allows people to observe a great predator at work in a safe area! There's even praise for your performance in particular!

"Wow, I can't believe they got a volunteer for that! She must be really brave!" "I bet she got paid a lot to do that" "Her performance was amazing, too! The orca was great, but she really played the role of helpless victim well!" "Didn't she look like she was a little too into it..?"

Your boss praises you, and even decides to double your promised bonus - the show is sure to advertise the park and bring in a lot of people for this and the next season! And of course, if you'd like, they could also put on the show again... Tickets are sure to be sold very, very fast, after how popular today's performance was. You blush and reply with a noncomittal 'maybe' as you look over to your orca friend, staring at you the whole time, and giving you a knowing smirk.

my reaction:

Sleeping in their tum while they go about their daily lives, only to wake up with them relaxing and greeting you the moment they feel you stir.

Both of you sleeping at the same time, possibly for the night. You wake up before them, their body slowed down. You can hear them snore, and you can hear their slow heartbeat. The walls lazily churn around you, just a slither of how active they were before.

Or they wake up with you, greeting you while they’re still groggy and half asleep. You find the slow and quiet way they talk at first cute.