#multiple prey

Imagine you come home and find this kicked back in the living room, monstrous belching belly groaning and wobbling around, your housemates’ clothes strewn about.

Unless, of course, she can stop them, and she's got a plan in mind. The princess is going to recruit the dragon for help.

They discuss their plan. The dragon is hesitant, because she doesn't want this to ruin her chances of living in the kingdom. But it won't, the princess will make sure of that.

She sneaks the dragon into the castle under the cover of darkness. Many people envisioned dragons to be as big as mountains, but in this case, that was far from true. To the princess, it felt like she was walking alongside a really large horse. The dragon's eyes darted around nervously, but the princess knew where to go. Under the cover of the night, she guided the dragon to the king and queen's quarters.

They never stood a chance. The princess opens the door to her parent's quarters, allowing the dragon to slip in, and then shuts the door behind her.

It's silent. Really, really silent. The princess wonders if the dragon is actually going to do anything, so she presses her ear to the door just in time to hear movement. Footsteps, talons clicking quietly on the floor... and then...

Chomp.

Glrnk. Glrrrrrrrrk. Glp.

A new, quieter sound starts from somewhere in the room.

"Mmmmf! HMMMP MMMMF!"

One down, the princess realizes.

There's a burst of frenzied shuffling, followed promptly by another chomp. The princess opens the door just in time to see the dragon tipping her head up and furrowing her brows in concentration. A large bulge slides down her throat, disappearing past her chest, and then pooling into her stomach.

There's a flurry of emotions the princess feels as the dragon turns to look at her, but she knows that first and foremost, they need to get out. With that thought, the princess guides the dragon back out of the castle. They make the journey back to the dragon's lair, although this time, it's much more arduous for the dragon.

Once they reach the lair, the dragon flops onto her side, panting. Her stomach is extremely swollen, bulging out and squirming as the king and queen squirm inside of it. To the princess, it almost looks painful, how full the dragon is. She kneels down next to the dragon's belly and places a hand on it, massaging into it gently.

"Thank you," she murmurs. The dragon lays still for a second, panting still. Her tail starts thumping against the ground, wagging like a dog.

"Of course, love," the dragon purrs.

If the princess listens closely, she thinks she can faintly pick up what sounds like shouts of betrayal. Her parents must have heard her voice, recognized her touch. She can't actually tell, though. As time goes on, the dragon's stomach begins to grow louder and louder in its churning. She can't imagine the environment in there is very pleasant, to put it mildly...

On the one hand, she feels guilty for condemning her parents to this fate. This is an undignified way to go.

After so much waiting, your food is served, twin ;,3!!

Sorry if this took me a long time, the drawings look simple and all, but I just wanted my first request to turn out well ;,D!! Dinner Is server Chance pred fans (⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

PD: Also, my inspiration came from @fanv0reuser05 (a post in specific ;D), @clownie123 (draws muehehe) and @n00dlet0p (writting lelele) posts (⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)⁠つ⁠⊂⁠(⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)

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One prize, Double Meal

(TW: Vore, Multiple Preys, Unwilling Preys, Size Diference, Digestion, some Burps and Hiccups)

(Contains draws :D!!)

The dim light in the room reflected the weight of the atmosphere, only illuminating three figures at the lit table. ITrapped shuffled the cards skillfully, keeping a close eye on each one; Mafioso sipped his expensive wine while watching ITrapped's movements; and Chance was simply playing with his lucky coin, which he desperately needed that night.

-"All set, Don! Go ahead! Go ahead! The night is still young..."

As the game continued into the night, Chance gradually began to feel weak and slightly tired, unfortunately due to hunger. Why? Our gambler skipped lunch to... gamble XD ¡What a fool! And honestly, he didn't expect today to be the day he had to pay his debt to Itrapped and Mafioso...

What was he thinking? He needed to concentrate; he was on thin ice. This was his last move, and he couldn't be thinking about food.

-"Chancey~ Double or nothing?" Itrapped said insistently and arrogantly, waiting for Chance's move.

Meanwhile, Mafioso was vociferously sharpening his sword, thinking he'd probably use it at any moment, while humming the casino music playing outside Chance's office. Chance, contemplating the situation, didn't think a quick snack was a bad idea at that moment, maybe two, so he went the way his gambler's instinct told him...

LET'S GO GAMBLING!!!

...

-"Go fishing~"- He lost... he really lost... Uh oh- This was going to get bad :[

"Game over, bunny~"- Mafioso said as he drew his sword, and Itrapped put on his icy gloves (HC).

Chance had nowhere to go, but even though they knew he could be taken down with a single blow, he put on his mittens and didn't hesitate to fight for his food~

(Many punchs and falls later)

With two loud and audible "GULP!!" the gambler finished swallowing the big rabbit, letting out a "hic" after that... Wait- He's missing someone-? Oh...

Before his hand could reach the lock, Chance's hand grabbed him, lifting him up and pinning him against the office door. "And where do you think you're going, buddy?" Chance said hungrily, before starting to lick the other man's face and greedily shoving his head into his mouth, forcing it down his throat to his stomach to keep Mafioso "company."

Tehee stupid boy lol

After an hour, the gambler was satisfied; his belly had shrunk a little more, reflecting that nothing but belly stew remained of his preys. Chance stretched slightly and patted his stomach, letting out a burp... A louder one-

-*Sighs* I won't deny it, you two tasted better than I thought, hehe, maybe my thoughts aren't so bad after all *Urrp* Ahh, but look on the bright side, you both satisfied my great hunger! *chuckles*

Hope yall like it :D!!

Extra thingie that i made ^⁠_⁠^!!

Sooooooo I know I said I didn’t plan on doing a part 3 of this story but inspiration struck and I ran with it! (Special shoutout to @vornyforfood for the suggestions that helped shape this part of the story!) Hope y’all don’t mind. 😉 That said, please enjoy part 3!

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A couple weeks had passed. Over that time, Danny’s belly had shrunk some, but slowly. It was taking longer than they had expected for him to get to a manageable size. In that time, Danny had learned how to maneuver with so much weight in his middle while also being able to do menial tasks like getting his shoes on and driving. Over time, Danny and Bryan bonded, keeping each other company while dealing with such an unusual situation. Danny was starting to appreciate the constant friend and Bryan enjoyed…not having to do anything. Danny had to eat for two, and Bryan had a cozy place to sleep, even if it was slightly cramped.

Finally, the day had arrived. Danny’s gut had shrunk down to where it was primarily just Bryan inside, looking like a bloated beer gut. Bobby had said he would work on a solution to help get Bryan out but needed time to do it, coinciding with the need for Danny to get smaller.

“Alright, Bryan. Ready to see the sunlight again?” Danny asked, heading out the door, keys in one hand and his belly in the other.

“Eh, the sun is overrated, but I guess it’s time,” Bryan said, stretching some.

“Let’s do it!” Danny said, getting in his car and driving them over to Bobby’s. As Danny pulled up, he saw Carlos’s and Bobby’s cars were already there.

“Cool, everyone’s here,” Danny said, parking the car and pivoting out. He straightened up, his belly standing at attention, and then walked inside the door. Carlos was standing there, leaning against the wall and looking at his phone.

“Hey, there you are! Ready for this to be behind you? Bobby said he has what he needs!” Carlos had a huge smile on his face.

“Great! Can we head back?”

“Yup! Let’s go!” Carlos said, walking through the double doors. Bobby stood next to the chair, looking over some documents. He tilted his head up as he heard the doors open.

“Ah, perfect. Let’s get this rolling! I’m excited to get my hands on this data,” Bobby said, turning his back to them as he grabbed something off the shelf.

“Buuuut more importantly, we’re excited to get Bryan out! Right, Bobby?” Carlos asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Sure,” Bobby said, focusing on what was in his hands. “Here, jump up on the chair.” Bobby patted it. Danny walked over, turned and heaved himself up. He laid back, his belly rising in the air.

“Ok, so here’s how this works. This serum,” Bobby raised his hand, holding a small vial, “is designed to loosen up muscles it comes in contact with. A lot. We’re going to use this on your throat to help widen it, making it easier for us to fish Bryan out of that belly of yours.” Bobby patted the top of Danny’s gut. “Once he’s out, the serum will wear off shortly after, and your muscles will feel back to normal. Sounds good?”

“Uh, yeah,” Danny said, slightly unsure. “But who’s going to pull him out?”

“Well, I need to be out here to monitor so…” Bobby turned to Carlos, who was looking at both of them, putting two and two together.

“Ugh, are you serious?!” Carlos asked, rolling his eyes.

“You want to help get Bryan out, right? This is only way to do it,” Bobby said, opening the serum vial. “Now roll up those sleeves and be ready. This is a fairly short window.” Bobby took the serum, put it in a syringe, and stood next to Danny’s head. “You ready? This will pinch.”

“Yeah, just get it over with,” Danny said, tilting his head. Bobby took the syringe and poked Danny’s neck, emptying the contents. Danny could almost immediately feel his neck muscles relax, like jelly. “This is so weird…” Danny said with a bit of a slur. Bobby pulled the lever on Danny’s chair to even him out.

“Ok, Carlos. You’re up,” Bobby said. “Danny, tilt your head back and open up. Carlos, get ready for the extraction of the asset.”

“You’re having too much fun with this,” Carlos said, shaking his head. A small smile flashed across Bobby’s face before he went back to being focused. Carlos moved to where Danny’s head was and stared down his throat as Danny opened wide. “Alright…here goes…” Carlos reached forward and stuck his hands slowly into Danny’s mouth. He grimaced as he pushed further. “So…gross..”

Danny could feel his muscles slowly swallow but didn’t have much control over them thanks to whatever Bobby shot him with. Still, he was happy he wasn’t gagging or constricting his muscles to stop Carlos.

“You’re doing great, Carlos,” Bobby said, walking to Danny’s belly. “You good in there, Bryan?”

“Yup, no complaints here!” Bryan said, leaning back inside. He was looking at the area where he expected Carlos’s hands any second.

Carlos pushed more and more until he was up to his shoulders. Even that deep, though, it didn’t seem to be enough. “Bobby, I can’t go any further but I don’t think I’ve reached the stomach. What now?”

“Same objective. Tilt your head down and keep going.”

“WHAT?! I’m not putting my head in there!!” Carlos’s mind was swimming.

“You want Bryan out or not? We’ve come this far. Keep going, and hurry up, dammit!” Bobby said, looking at the clock.

“Ugh!” Carlos said, closing his eyes and mouth and pushing his head in.

“Urghhhle!” Came from Danny’s mouth as he felt his throat swell with Carlos entering it. He didn’t notice when Bryan was forced into his throat thanks to the waves but now that he was feeling it happen slowly in realtime, it dawned on him how absolutely insane all of this was. Carlos pushed more, feeling his fingers brush against the stomach sphincter.

“I think I’m there!” Carlos tried to say, though it was heavily muffled through Danny’s throat.

“Great! Grab on to Bryan and I’ll guide you back out!” Bobby said.

Bryan started to make out a pair of hands poking through. He watched as wrists and arms followed suit. “Bryan, grab my hands!” Carlos did his best to yell out, hoping Bryan could hear through all the muscles and lining. I’m going to need several showers after all this, Carlos thought to himself, waiting to feel Bryan’s hands. After a moment, he finally felt contact with Bryan…but, then…

“HURGH!” A loud grunt burst from Danny’s mouth. Bobby watched as the half of Carlos that was sticking out was partially yanked IN to Danny, catching both of them by surprise.

“Huh…” Bobby muttered, watching. He didn’t jump in to help. Instead, he wanted to see what would happen next. For a few moments, nothing. Danny was mumbling, trying to ask Bobby questions but Bobby was too focused, making notes as this unraveled.

Inside Danny’s gut, it was getting noisy. Carlos was yelling, “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!” as he felt himself yanked into Danny’s belly.

“Running on instinct,” Bryan said, trying to maintain a grip on Carlos even with him fighting to get him to let go.

“What does that even mean?! Stop that!” Carlos said, fighting back. He was wiggling around, causing Danny’s throat to bulge and shake. Danny grabbed at his neck, trying his hardest to breathe normally while wondering what the hell was happening.

“Look, I don’t want to leave, ok?! Believe it or not, I’ve enjoyed being here! It’s comfy, I get plenty of free food, and I don’t have to worry about rent anymore! Why would I leave?!” Bryan said, still working to get a firm hold.

“What?!” Carlos said, stunned. “But why drag ME into this?!”

“Call it intrusive thoughts? No idea, but that’s what is happening!” Bryan said, finally securing his hands on Carlos. Then, he yanked hard.

“Whoa!!” Carlos yelled as he felt himself slide further into Danny and come flying into his gut, falling onto Bryan. Danny felt his stomach surge forward, not able to see what was happening from how his head was positioned but feeling like his stomach had grown. Bobby was writing frantically, trying to get down as much as he could. All that was left of Carlos was his feet, and Bobby knew what to do. He packed up his stuff into his bag, threw it around his shoulder, and went to stand where Danny’s mouth was.

“Alright, Danny. Hope you’re prepared,” Bobby said, as he put his hands on Carlos’s feet, kicked up a foot against the wall behind him, and used his strength to push, sending not only the remains of Carlos down but also sending himself. Enough strength was used to get Bobby down to his waist, Carlos’s feet loosening from his grip as they disappeared further in.

Danny was trying to focus, clutching his stomach and feeling the immense pressure inside. His throat muscles were starting to rebound from relaxing, and Danny knew that meant he had to act fast or else his airway would be cut off. With strength combing back, he quickly swallowed, forcing Bobby down more. At this point, Danny wasn’t thinking of anything else except to get his throat clear as soon as he could. A couple more swallows, now with almost his full strength, and Bobby was gone.

*GAAAASP* Danny’s breathing increased, him trying to fill his lungs as the serum had now worn off. “Shit…” Danny said, feeling for the lever on his chair to help him sit up right. He pulled it and felt his head rise. Now he was able to see proper what he was working with, and it was a doozy. His gut was larger than he could have ever imagined, and it was still growing as Bobby found his way inside. He put his hands on it and sighed.

Inside, Bobby had entered the gut and saw Bryan and Carlos arguing. They stopped once Bobby ran into Carlos’s back, knocking them into Bryan who then fell into the belly wall, causing it to surge forward and for Danny to let out an audible “OOF” from impact.

“Bobby?! What’re you doing here? And get off!” Carlos said, trying to get out from underneath Bobby. With the three of them now in there, room was essentially non-existent.

“Research,” Bobby said, nonchalantly. “How are you two doing?” He looked at them. Carlos stared at him, mouth open in shock. Bryan, on the other hand, looked pleased and smiled.

“Terrific, honestly. What started as a potential nightmare morphed into an amazing opportunity. I like it in here!” Bryan said with a grin, patting the roof and side of the belly.

“And that’s what we were arguing about before you bulldozed in! How could you like it in here?!” Carlos asked, exasperated at the whole situation.

“You’d know if you were here, and now you are, so you’ll learn, I promise.” Bryan winked at Carlos. It took everything in Carlos not to punch Bryan square in the face.

“Interesting…” Bobby said, grabbing his bag, getting his notepad, and jotting notes down.

“Really? Now?!” Carlos said, shoving Bobby into the wall.

“How else am I supposed to record my thoughts?” He responded. Luckily, he hadn’t dropped his notes into the belly juice they were wading in but decided to put them in his bag for safe keeping while tensions were clearly high.

“Hey, can you guys knock is off in there?” Danny asked. His gut had stopped growing but the men inside had been causing it to jostle around. The belly sloshed as they did, and despite him holding it, the movements inside were too strong. The last big push caused his gut to bulge out, and it was at a spot he couldn’t easily get to.

“Our bad,” Bryan said. “The new bellymates are getting used to the limited room.”

“Dude, we are NOT bellymates, whatever the hell that is! We need to get out of here!” Carlos said, putting his hands against the walls, trying to find where they had come in from.

“Yeah, about that. We can’t,” Bobby said, leaning against the wall, still observing.

“…..what?” Carlos asked, slowly turning to face Bobby.

“Well, yeah. By this point, Danny’s neck should be back to normal. Danny won’t be able to swallow anything large like he did with us now but, likewise, we can’t exactly go back out.” Bobby sounded practically monotone with his delivery, as if he was giving a presentation.

Carlos’s mouth fell open, a total loss of words. He didn’t know what to say or how to react. A flood of emotions were hitting him.

“Sounds like great news to me! Glad you two could join me!” Bryan said, clapping both on the shoulders.

“Alright, so I’m free to go, then?” Danny’s voice rang through. He swung his feet around the side of the chair and lifted himself out, taking it slow as to not topple over. He was beyond massive, and standing only helped accentuate how round and bulbous he was. Still, his legs held strong. The last couple weeks of carrying Bryan around had prepared him somewhat for this.

“Danny, how are you so calm about this?!” Carlos blurted out.

“Probably cause I expected this to happen,” Danny said, shrugging to himself. He took a step forward, his boulder belly shaking slightly. He took another, and another, finally getting into a rhythm.

Inside, the three men were getting shaken from the movement, having to use the stomach walls and each other to stabilize. Carlos caught his breath and then spoke up.

“What do you mean you expected this?!”

“Bryan wasn’t exactly shy about how much he was enjoying being in there. It’s kind of what made the last couple weeks easier. I was worried me going about my day was going to ruin his but that didn’t happen. If anything, we kind of bonded over the situation.” Danny managed to step out of the clinic and saw the car. He pulled out the keys and unlocked the car.

“So…what? Bryan decided to just live in here?” Carlos asked.

“I hadn’t really said it out loud but…yeah. When you popped in here to grab me, I realized I didn’t want to leave,” Bryan said, rubbing his chin.

“And you! Why did YOU come in here?” Carlos turned to Bobby.

“Like I said, research,” Bobby said.

“You expect me to believe you essentially subjected yourself to living in here POSSIBLY FOREVER just so you could write a fucking paper on it?!” Carlos couldn’t help raising his voice in disbelief.

“Is this your first time meeting me? I’ll do whatever I need to get answers I’m after,” Bobby said, unbothered by Carlos’s anger.

Danny could almost see Carlos’s anger ruminating through his belly. He patted it. “Carlos, think of it this way. No more rent, no more work, no more worries. You guys get to just hang. What’s the problem?”

Carlos didn’t even know how to answer that. So much was flooding his mind. The biggest thing, though? “And you are fine with just…being the living apartment for three men?! Gonna eat for all of us?! Make sure we stay hydrated?! Everything?!”

“Yeah, why not?” Danny said, getting into the car. He had to push the car all the way back and sit up as straight as possible to see over the dome his belly made but it was doable.

“I just…I don’t…” Carlos just leaned back against the belly wall and stared into his lap.

“I think we broke him,” Bryan said, poking him in the arm but not getting a response.

“He’ll be fine,” Bobby said. “As much as he wants to protest, he’s also intrigued. Who wouldn’t be?” Bobby said, taking out his notebook again now that things calmed down. “Anyway, if we’re all set, I’m gonna work on the rest of my paper.”

“Sounds good to me! What’s the plan, Danny?” Bryan said, giving the belly walls a nice rub.

“Well, I don’t know about you guys but I’m rather hungry. Ready for dinner?” Danny asked, giving his belly a nice pat as he backed the car up and headed out of the clinic parking lot.

“I get to decide what we eat, bellymates,” Carlos said, coming out of his stupor. He finally thought to himself: Fuck it, might as well lean into it.

“Atta boy! Bryan said, leaning into Carlos for a hug. “This will be awesome!”

“Alright, alright, settle down in there, boys, you’re gonna give me a stomachache,” Danny said, with a laugh. “Tell me where you wanna go!”

“Thai food. Pad Thai for me, spice level 2 with extra tofu,” Carlos said.

“Yellow curry for me! Spice level 6!” Bryan responded.

“I’ll also do pad Thai with beef. Spice 3,” Bobby said, not looking up from his report.

“You guys got it!” Danny said. His belly let out a good rumble, shaking the men and even making Danny grab it as he felt the movement. “Looks like I’ll probably need to get some extra Thai for me at this rate!”

FINALLY done with this, a concept of the storage and digestive dolphin pred guts (-the thing that inspired me to make Alon in the first place shsjh)

Anyways I feel like it's usually the first stomach that's safe in mer/naga/centaur vore so I wanted to change it up a little bit.

Also felt like it made a bit more sense for Alon's bigger stomach to be for storing stuff yk?