A few Kinks on the Road Ahead

Cedric + my tiefling OC Card. Wanted to try an internal shot :) Anatomy may not be accurate haha.

Ending up somewhere dark and blisteringly hot, acids quickly breaking down my jeans and t-shirt and starting in on me myself. His stomach muscles contracting and squeezing all around me, heartbeat thundering in a lazy rhythmic echo. I hadn’t even raised it, that’s how easy I was for him. Feeling him sit down, hearing him mutter as he looks into some reflection about how I “totally fucked up his hair” and how annoying it is that he has to fix it. My body becoming ever more cramped as he pulls his shirt down over his now bulging, squirming gut. My mind slowly letting go and submitting to my situation, to the reality of being nothing more than a meal for him. Getting a few last moments of ecstasy from hearing him compliment my taste and submission to his friends, about how “once I stopped squirming I was an awesome fucking snack-“

They're sitting back, huffing and groaning because of the tension in their middle. It doesn't help that their prey is putting up quite a fight, too. They're jostling the pred's stomach, stretching it out even further. The tension and strain on their insides right now has the pred whining softly.

Over time, though, the prey slowly starts to lose their battle.

Constantly trying to push against a virtually impenetrable wall of flesh is a quick way to tire someone out. The pred's stomach finally settles down, turning into a soft dome of flesh. With the prey tired out and no longer fighting back, the pred's stomach is able to slowly constrict around their meal.

There's weak wiggling after the pred's stomach has tightened, but by that point, any further struggle is useless. Sometimes, there's even muffled sobbing or screaming by this stage... but nothing the prey does by this point matters.

The final nail in the coffin is the moment the pred's stomach lets out an almost exaggerated grumbling sound, followed by a weak, pained moan. Slowly, the sounds begin to ramp up in intensity. Wet gurgles and churns wrack the pred's belly.

There's no helping the prey by this point. The pred's stomach has laid claim to them. Once the pred's stomach begins churning so fast, it's already too late for the prey...

mmm,..... round guy. anyway inflation hot or something.

blueberry alt under the cut, not really my thing but, i thought giving him some lil leaves with it would be kinda cute sdfoguhs

lemon-tree deer taur i made based off of this concept from @itsmoving 👀