#pred strange

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Chistine’s mind was still reeling from what had happened last week. She still wasn’t entirely sure what happened, how could she have been, Strange had literally eaten her. Embarrassingly enough she avoided him for a few days, hesitant to reach out after the whole beast incident.

Though the more time past the more she found herself thinking about how safe she had felt tucked away from the world. Christine was constantly debating herself now, wondering why she even thought it was a nice thing, but the thought of being secured in her friend’s stomach made her ridiculously relaxed. 

So when she got a text from Strange proposing a movie night she didn’t even hesitate to take up his offer. Christine had questions and she intended to get them answered, though the second she took a step into his home all of her confidence wavered. It wasn’t because she was intimidated, it was just because of how safe she felt. Strange had said she was prey, maybe this was a side effect?

“How was the drive here, I know it can be hard to find.” Strange says with a slight smile. Christine returns it with her own nervous smile, gripping the bottom of her t-shirt. 

“Y-yeah uh I had no problem, it was a nice drive up here.” She says calmly. In reality she was extremely nervous, the memory of being tucked down deep inside of Strange nagging at her as he led her towards their living room, a tv set up already with a movie.

“Ah, that’s good. Do you want any snacks?” Strange says softly. Christine hesitantly nodded taking a seat on the couch. It was hard paying attention when all she could think about was being snugly tucked deep inside his stomach. 

“I’ll grab the popcorn.” Strange says with a nod disappearing into the kitchen. Christine was slightly thankful for the moment of being alone so she could collect herself.

“It was a one time thing, get a hold of yourself.” She grumbles to herself, wrapping a blanket around herself. She snagged a pillow as well, cuddling it close. Christine had no idea how to even bring it up to Strange, it was obviously a kinda touchy subject and she wasn't sure if she wanted to dive into that.

“Everything is set. Thank you for coming again.” Strange says. He sits down, Christine nodding slightly, of course she would come. Strange was still her friend no matter how strange he was.An awkward silence fell over them before Strange started the movie. 

It wasn’t very long before Christine started hearing loud protests from Strange’s stomach, typical hungry/upset stomach noises. She tried to ignore them, and obviously Strange was flustered just as much as she was. He wasn’t reaching for the popcorn so she had a feeling that it wasn't food he was hungry for.

“Sorry I haven't had-” Strange started sheepishly, Christine cutting in immediately. She wasn’t sure what had possessed her to say it, maybe curiosity or just and the longing to feel that safe again, she ended up blurting out-

“You can eat me.”

Everything went quiet, except for the movie playing in the background.

“You..you’re alright with that?” Strange as raising an eyebrow as he turned to her. Christine’s face was a bright red but she nodded, then shook her head.

“No! But..but I am at the same time. God it’s confusing!” She says frustrated. It scared her as much as it made her curious or gave her a warm bubbly feeling. The whole swallowing and being in a mouth full of teeth scared the shit out of her to be frank.

“There’s just too many teeth and I know what stomachs are supposed to do so there’s that fact and god the whole swallowing bit makes me freak out.” Christine says grimacing. She knew that she was rambling but god she couldn't help herself. She was almost thankful when Strange interrupted her, putting a hand on her shoulder. Even with the magic it still trembled, but it was a comforting weight that was familiar. She turned t o him, relaxing when he looked calm and understanding.

“I have a way of fixing that.” He says simply. She had no idea what it was but he seemed at ease with it. Despise her fear of being swallowed she still was curious about being snugly tucked inside her friend.

“...How?” Christine asks quietly. She waited for him to respond, surprised when he just showed her, a small orange portal opening in front of her. She had almost forgotten that was something he could do. It eliminated most of the things she found upsetting and frightening.

“Oh...so...You wouldn’t have too?” She asks trailing off, looking up at strange, relaxing more when he nods. She could deal with that..besides he was obviously suffering. Christine wasn’t exactly sure how this whole urge thing worked but she definitely  knew repressing it had some effects. Everyone knew whenever Captain America repressed it he tended to gulp his whole team down for a long time.

“Correct. Just a small portal ride.” Strange confirms softly. She shudders, feeling the effects of shrinking shortly after. That was another thing she wanted to learn about, how they could do that. Scientifically it shouldn't be possible but considering that magic literally existed she couldn’t exactly complain.

“Ready?” 

She would never get used to how rumbely Strange’s voice would get when she was this size, then again it wasn't unpleasant. She takes a deep breath and nods uncertainly. This would be a lot easier than last time. At least she had an actual idea of what was happening this time around.

“Just step through.” Strange says softly, Christine nodding hesitantly. She wobbled a bit on the uneven fabric of the couch, looking into the portal in front of her. Should could practically feel the warmth radiating through the hole, and the noises seemed to echo slightly. Christine steels her nerves and takes a step through the portal, yelping when she just fell inside. The portal closed behind her, leaving her in the moist darkness.

“Are you alright?” Strange asks softly. Christine was still trying to maneuver herself into a more comfortable position at this point. The squish muscle did nothing to help, just gurgling loudly as she pushed into it. 

“F-fine! I just need to get upright!” She answers, managing to wriggle into an upright position, the soft walls follow her movements. It was comforting being swaddled so securely inside her friend in a place virtually no one could get to.

“This was a lot better than the other way.” She adds on. Her eyes slowly were adjusting to the darkness though there wasn’t a lot to see, just healthy punk muscle with a slight tint of orange. Christine briefly wondered how it felt to just suddenly have a weight in your stomach, though judging by the happy gurgling Strange seemed to enjoy it. She would probably never understand the appeal but she would support him 

“I agree. I find the whole thing...stressful.” 

She relaxed further at his voice, straddling slightly when she felt a slight weight squish into her. It took a few moments to realize that it was his hand laying over her. The weight was oddly comforting.

“Fully agreed.” Christine says sighing softly, snuggling into the stomach wall. Now that she had time to process everything it wasn't too frightening to be squished between two walls, and the soft happy gurgles and growls added to the comfort. 

They stayed silent for a few minutes, Christine still taking in that she was tucked in a stomach, Strange relishing the fact he finally had prey secured inside of him. It wasn’t until the ending of the movie started playing that Strange realized that they had missed a good portion of the movie.

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Strange knew two things at the moment. 1. If he didn’t get Christine to a safe place she’s mostly likely die, and 2. He had a place and he was 100% sure she wasn’t going to like it. Hell he didn’t even like the idea, the thought of having to pretend he was doing harm was killing him.

“Christine I’m terribly sorry for this.” He says with a slight grimace, hating how sure turned to face him with a bit of fear. The beast from another realm wouldn’t stop until it had consumed her, there was no other choice.

“What..what are you talking about?” Christine asks quietly. She glanced back down the hallway, grabbing onto Strange’s arm when the sound of heavy footsteps echoed down the hall. They didn’t have a lot of time, and just portaling her into his stomach wouldn’t work, no the beast had to see where she went.

“There’s no time to explain, just...trust me.” Strange says with a slight grimace. This was just as hard for him as it was for Christine, he knew she wouldn’t understand but there wasn’t time to reassure her. Not many knew of the urge quite yet, those that did refused to believe their class most of the time. He sighs softly and focuses on shrinking her down to a more manageable size.

“You’re being very-woah.” Christine pauses suddenly, squeezing her eyes shut. Strange wasted no time scooping her off the floor, grimacing yet again when he felt tin hands grasp tightly onto his fingers, looking for something to stabilize themselves on. 

“It’s safe.” He says halfheartedly raising her to his mouth, the beast creeping around the corner as he did so. God he hated to do this to her but this was the option with the best outcome.

“What- Stephen what are you Stephen!” She squeals out in fear. Her vision must of cleared sense she was trying to scramble back as he lowered her down. The beast let a screech of protest out, charging at them. 

“Stop it! Stephen stop! Please, I’m begging stop!”

He grimaces shoving her down into his mouth gently, hating the feeling of her squirming around trying to haul herself back out. The dryness of cotton slowly fading as saliva soaked into her clothes. This wasn’t his ideal way of swallowing his prey down but it was going to have to work. 

Strange turned to face the beast, showing off his little meal before swallowing thickly, Christine’s wiggling intensifying as he swallowed again. The beast froze in its tracks, watching the small lump travel down his throat. Soon he felt Christine slide into his stomach with slight difficulty. It was sweet relief from her fighting but worried him slightly. He hoped he hadn’t accidentally hurt her.

Stephen resisted the urge to react when the beast crept close to him, sniffing for any sense belonging to its target, it sniffed his middle, which apparently jolted Christine out of her shock.

“Stephen! Let me out, please, I'm begging let me go please! We can figure this out please!” She begs pushing at whatever she could get her hands on. It was a weird sensation but he could tell she was desperately trying not to panic. Maybe she thought as long as she stayed calm she’d last longer. It was a good thing he physically could not harm her.

The beast leaned back at the display, gave him a low growl before padding off, disappearing back down the hall. It’s target had been devoured so there was no need for it to stay  in this realm. He sighed in relief waiting a few more seconds in case it returned before addressing the nearly sobbing woman in his stomach.

“Christine, it’s safe. There are no acids.” Strange murmurs softly. He grimaces slightly when she moved again, more violently than the last time, it was going to take a lot more than words to calm her down. 

“I-I’m in your stomach Stephen nothing about this is safe!” Christine hisses out, Stephen attempting to comfort her by rubbing the area he felt her. He stopped when she jolted back, letting a small yelp out. He felt horrible mentally and physically with her moving around so much. He never had a prey squirm around as much as her. That was one aspect of the Avengers that he missed, this was so normalized that everyone knew what would aggravate each pred’s stomach.

“You’re still breathing, that should be impossible if you were being digested. The acid should’ve already started to eat through your skin already too.” He prompts softly, slowly sliding down the wall to sit. Christine moving around uncomfortably as she shifted as well.

He could tell she was pondering this by her lack of movement and the silence. It was a relief from the begging and constant moving that had been happening.

The silence continued on Strange just resting and taking note of the soreness of his throat from dry swallowing his prey. He would have rather just portalled her into his stomach but the beast would just continue it’s search hurting innocents. 

“So...I’m really safe?” 

Finally a reply. Christine was apparently getting that she was safe despite being deep inside of him. He sighs appreciatively and shifts slightly, noticing she jolted at the movements.

“Yes. This was the only quick way to pacify the beast. Mostly everyone is affected by this, it’s obvious you're prey.” He Answers, closing his eyes. It was nice having a meal settle down realizing that they were completely safe. He figured it was the heavyweight that pacified most preds and pacify it did.

“O-oh..so..do you do this a lot on the-the ah avengers?” Christine asks quietly. She was calming down more. This made his part a lot easier. He wasn’t exactly sure if he was ready letting her go quite yet, it had been awhile since he had given into the urge after all.

“At times yes. It usually depends on who is there and what’s happening” Strange says. He takes this time to rest and answer any questions Christine might have. It took around 10 minutes of talking and her poking around before Strange had enough mental energy to portal himself home. 

Christine talked the whole time, only pausing when Strange portaled her out of his stomach and into the awaiting bath.