#i find the concept of willing prey/unwilling pred kinda funny tbh

[vorish-wonderland]

Idia was (allegedly) designing a game where one of the characters is (allegedly) a giant octopus merman. He decides to go to Azul to make sure everything is 100% accurate. Even internals need to be completely accurate...

Includes: soft/safe vore, willing prey, semi-unwilling pred

✮✶Get Out!✶✮

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"You want me to WHAT."

"Um.......... e-eat me."

"With all due respect Idia... no."

"Oh, come on Azul! Y-you don't want my depiction of an octo-mer to be inaccurate, do you?" Idia asked.

"You know more than enough for it to be accurate! And not to mention, in WHAT scenario would you need to know what the inside of me looks like?! Why would you need that information?! What is happening in your game?!"

"I-it's in relation to a specific ending, d-don't worry about it..." Idia blushed. "A-anyways!! I need you to eat me so I can know what the inside of you looks like. Just a quick in and out, it'll be fine heehee!"

Azul sighed.

"Fiiiiiine. But I'm getting you out the moment I want you out. Understand?"

Idia's hair flared up in excitement as Azul grabbed him and brought him up to his mouth.

Idia stepped inside, making sure to take notes on everything. What the inside looked like, what the teeth/beak looked and felt like, the exact shades of blue the flesh was, etc.

He was just a bit too excited to be inside Azul, honestly.

"Alright Azul! I'm ready, do it!" Idia blushed profusely. "S-swallow me...!"

Azul felt really weird about this whole thing, but did as Idia asked anyways.

He let out a deep exhale as he felt Idia go down. It was really hot. Not enough to burn, but definitely enough to be felt.

Idia was so excited. He just successfully convinced his friend to eat him!

"Seven, that felt weird." Azul said. "Your hair really is made of fire, huh?"

"Magic fire, but yeah."

"Now, you just have to... take notes, right? Then I can get you out?"

"Yeah, just... j-just a bit longer..." Idia said, looking around and writing down his notes about what it's like in Azul's stomach.

Almost thirty minutes passed.

"Idia. Can I get you out now."

"N-no! Just a bit longer, ok?!"

"...ok. But not too much longer, understand?"

"A-a-alright!"

Much longer passed.

"Idia, I'm getting you out."

"N-NO! I-I-I NEED EVERYTHING TO BE ABSOLUTELY ACCURATE!" Idia yelled.

"IT'S GOTTA BE ACCURATE ENOUGH BY NOW, I'M GETTING YOU OUT WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT."

"NOOOOOO!" Idia pouted.

Azul made a mental note to absolutely never let this happen again.