#within us

Sorry this took so long! I was taking a break from writing which ended up being a lot longer than expected 😅. Enjoy this though!

And if you want to send in more Amo/ng U/s vore stuff. Feel free!

1. It completely depends on the imposter but most like to eat their prey whole and full sized

2. The alien imposters tend to have larger stomachs than normal human imposters

3. If an imposter falls in love with a crewmate they will do anything to protect them. Including eating them.

4. Depends on the human imposter but some carry around devices to shrink down their prey. Some prefer eating large amounts of small prey.

5. While I don’t enjoy it, I can imagine some imposters love to do more hard vore stuff.

6. Alien imposters tend to have extremely comfortable stomachs. Protective and kind ones use this to their advantage to help protect and comfort prey.

7. Sometimes imposters do fight over prey. This can lead to both being voted out if the prey escapes.

8. Alien imposters tend to hold things they don’t want to digest in their storage stomach. If they have a partner they tend to carry their young and/or their partner in there.

9. Human imposters teach themselves to control stomach acids if they do want to protect people. Some make stuff that makes sure they don’t accidentally hurt someone.

10. Imposters normally don’t take time to taste or enjoy their prey as they want to keep moving and not be found out.

11. Alien imposters aren’t easily knocked out of play by large meals. They keep going until they overindulge.

12. Some human imposters are easily found out if they overindulge in a meal. Sometimes they just get a large meal and pass out.

13. Imposters do eat each other sometimes. Mostly if they are pissed at each other or fighting over prey.

14. Some imposters are actually prey which is super rare and unusual. They are normally eaten by other imposters and rarely crewmates.

Red Sus

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Ted was spooked, to say the least.

The Skeld was already being held together with duct tape and bubble gum, and as the engineer on the ship, that was his problem.

What's worse, however, was that there could be an imposter in their midst. They didn't know who they were working for and why, but now Ted had even more crap on his plate.

Huh. Must be another tuesday, then.

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Fiona was stressed.

Ever since she'd gotten that weird alien on her face back on Polus, she'd been having weird cravings. Like, she didn't even like pork, but when ribs were being served in the cafeteria, she just couldn't turn them down.

Even worse, her saliva had started to glow red, and to be honest, she had no idea how she'd hidden it from her colleagues for so long.

And on top of all that, she heard voices in her head to kill her fellow crewmates, and they got worse around Ted, of all people, telling her to eat him.

Although, she'd never eat her childhood friend, right?

...right?

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A month later...

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Oh god, oh FUCK. Ted was royally screwed.

He was being chased down by an imposter, and he didn't even know who it was. He ran to electrical, hoping to fix the lights so he could at least see his killer.

But when he heard the doors open behind him as the lights came back on, he turned around, and...

"Finn?"

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Fiona couldn't take it anymore. She just grabbed a knife, sabotaged the lights and went haywire.

As she left the knife in black's corpse, she saw a flash of blue in the corner of her eye. Fueled by instinct, she ran after the crewmate, the victim, the PREY.

She took off her helmet, and she wrenched open the tungsten doors to get to the last crewmate...

Only to find her childhood friend behind them.

Nonononono. This couldn't be happening. She had made a promise to him, that she'd never let him get hurt on the Skeld. She couldn't hurt him.

"Finn?"

'It's fiiine,' the voice in her head told her cooly.

'You always hated that nickname, and besides, he won't get hurt.'

As much as she hated to admit it, the voice was right. She had some sort of storage pouch on the side of her stomach, and she did hate the nickname "Finn." She'd told him multiple times just to call her Fiona.

And so she picked him up.

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Nonononono, this couldn't be happening.

Why was Fiona so big? Why she picking him up? Why was her saliva re-oh. Well, at least one of his questions had an answer.

He squirmed against her tight grip, trying to get her to put him down.

"Fiona! Don't do this! Let me go!"

He heard a quiet pop as Fiona took off his helmet. She licked his face with her now freakishly long tongue.

"Minty..." Fiona muttered, presumably to herself.

"No! Fiona! Please stop! Think about what you're doing!" Ted yelled, his cries falling on deaf ears.

He was gonna die.

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Fiona put her friend in her mouth, swishing him around with her tongue. He had an odd taste, something like berries and mint.

She switched her throat to lead to her storage pouch. She had no intention of killing her friend. A promise is a promise, after all.

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As he heard Fiona swallow, Ted knew his fate was sealed. He travelled down his friend't throat, squirming the whole way down.

When he fell into her glowing stomach, he beat against the walls, knowing full well it wouldn't do jack shit.

He ended up crying himself to sleep so he wouldn't be awake for what was to come.

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Fiona got up off the floor and walked to navigations, trying not to fall asleep on the way there.

She set a course for Keplar-22C, a hub for all races and species. She heavily doubted anyone would question her.