you get eaten by a stranger. You barely are able to catch a glimpse of their face before you're gulped down and deposited in the stomach.
You were in public before, a park that you'd been to many times. So when your predator starts moving, and the stomach starts to become more active, stimulated by the walking, you can imagine in your minds eye where they have gone in the park.
They're heading to the edge, now you feel the footsteps hitting concrete as they go along the sidewalk.
you yell for help; there must be other people around who can help you. Your pred doesn't even bother trying to silence you, or acknowledge your protests at all.
You're still following along where you imagine they are, until they stop, leaving you hanging motionlessly for the first time. Its kind of like being in a hammock, but cramped, and the hammock is trying to digest you.
You hear a click, and the opening of a car door. As the pred gets in, you become much more cramped, squished by their legs and torso, and the car. And their stomach keeps squeezing you, trying to make you smaller.
Now the car is moving and you have no idea where you are. You are sloshed back and forth by the momentum of the vehicle or what could be an hour or more.
Eventually it slows down, the car parks. For the first time the pred gives you a little pat before getting out of the car.
They're moving up some stairs. You can feel and hear their heartbeat at the exertion. And you get thrown back and forth with each step.
You hear a door open. And a sigh. You're in a house, you assume. Or an apartment? It could be anywhere, you dont even know if you're still in the same city.
You are likely in a strangers home, and in their gut. You're going to be digested far away from any place you are familiar with. No one will know where you went. And if someone saw this pred with their full belly, they'd have no idea who the meal was.
Your world shifts, the pred has laid down. You hear a muffled rustling of sheets and there is extra weight over you. The pred is tucked into bed, and its not even night time. A mid-day rest, as they prepare to digest you fully.
You dont want to accept this. Your efforts to escape have been useless so far. But you try to do your best. You yell at them, to get their attention. You kick at their stomach, which is hard because of how restricted you are.
You feel the pred roll onto their back, letting you wriggle uselessly ontop of them. You feel silly doing it, seeing as how little an effect it has.
Then, you feel them tense their belly muscles slightly, and there is a loud bubbly gurgle. You feel the pred thump on you lightly. You figet in response, doing your best to irritate them further. But all you get is a loud burp from above, before you feel the pred relax again.
you hear their voice for the first time as they excuse themselves. But after that, they have nothing more to say.
You wonder what the room looks like. And what the pred looks like. You can barely remember.
You wonder what you would look like from the outside. A gurgling bulge in a stranger's abdomen. An anonymous meal. The pred had probably seen that many times. If they looked in a mirror later, they'd be able to see you. Well not you, the pred would only see their own stomach, but you would be inside it
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Nervous preds who constantly poke and prod at their tummy to ask if you're ok and if you want out.
Confident prey who's cocky persona fades as soon as they're in front of an open maw.
Scary-looking preds who are secretly gentle and sweet, just misunderstood.
Experienced prey walking inexperienced preds through the entire process, careful not to overwhelm the pred.
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Shark boy tummy full of phones heehee
don’t leave ur phone out around this mf bc he will go out of his way to eat it right in front of you and he will think it’s the funniest thing ever
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Pred who promises they'll leave room for you to be dessert, but then they eat enough food to feed a family of 6. When they're done, they tell you they're too full and can't eat you, and you feel so heartbroken, so you just force yourself down their maw, even with their protests, but as you find yourself in their stomach, you realize they were right. You're incredibly squished with all the food, and the pred can't stop groaning in pain from how much they've eaten. The pred begs you to leave their stomach, but neither of you can do anything. The pred's too full to spit you out, and you're trapped, unable to move with all the food around you. So, the only thing the pred can to is to sit through the pain and digest you with all the food.
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Preds, listen up; you should let me kiss and rub your belly before eating me. I don't care what you do to me afterwards, just gimme some personal time with your belly before I go inside it
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