Summary: Chesterton sets out to prove a spooky mansion isn't actually haunted, and finds a real haunting along the way.
 
Featuring: F/M Oral Vore, Unwilling, Stuffing, Weight Gain, Expansion, Non-Fatal DIgestion & Reformation, Absorption
 
Characters: Chesterton (owned by TastyAce, https://toyhou.se/14307154.chesterton ) and Sable (owned by Peter Kile)
 
 
 
Chesterton approached the abandoned house with a smile on his face. The locals thought this place was haunted—ha! They were just superstitious weirdos. And tonight, he was going to prove that there was nothing spooky about this home at all.
 
The horse went up to the front door of the gothic structure and knocked three times. People said that doing so was bad luck, but he didn’t believe such a thing, not for a second. Of course, there was no answer, as he expected. After a moment, Chesterton put his hand on the doorknob, and opened the door with a smile, walking inside.
 
The interior of the house was dark and musty; as Chesterton stepped inside, using his phone as a flashlight, he caught the faint smell of mildew in the air. But even though it was an old living space, it was also rather grand—a candelabra hung above the entrance area of the house, and on the floor was a beautiful silk rug that continued up a large staircase up ahead. On the walls were beautiful, detailed paintings of various nature scenes, from peaceful summers to chilling winters.
 
“Wow, this place is pretty fancy,” Chesterton muttered to himself, grinning as he walked towards the staircase. “Maybe I can grab a painting or two on the way out of here. . . They’d probably go for a good price, if I can find an antique dealer who will help me sell them!”
 
He went up the winding staircase and to the first floor. There was a large, barren hallway with various doors on the sides of it, and a painting of a peacock hanging at the end. Chesterton walked forward, attending to see what was behind one of the doors, but something caught his eye on the left: there was a large, full-length mirror hanging on the wall!
 
 The horse turned to it, admiring his reflection. He struck a pose, grinning—and then, he let out a startled cry as he spotted a figure standing next to him in the mirror! It was a naked wolf woman with a skull for a face, and she was staring at him with a sinister grin.
 
Chesterton turned away from the mirror, looking to his right, but saw that there was no one standing there in real life. /What the heck is going on?/ he wondered to himself with a frown. He looked back at the mirror, but the wolf was still there. “This can’t be real,” the horse muttered to himself. “I have to be seeing things…”
 
 “Are you sure, honey?” the wolf asked him, making Chesterton jump. “If you think that, you must be dumber than I thought.”
 
“Come on, this can’t be real!” the horse insisted. “Ghosts are fake! There’s no such thing!”
 
“Well, this supernatural sweetheart is perfectly real, thank you very much,” the skull dog said with a laugh. “And she’s going to give you a night you’ll never forget.”
 
Chesterton let out a fearful whimper. “W-Who are you?” he asked.
 
 “My name is Sable,” the wolf replied, giving him a sinister wave. “Now, enough with the small talk. It’s time for me to fatten up my prize.”
 
 She went up to his reflection, and Chesterton saw a blue fog being emitted from her breath. Sable reached over and parted the jaws of his reflection, and his mouth in real life was forced open too! Then, she breathed the fog into his mouth.
 
 Chesterton tried to close his mouth, but Sable’s grip was strong, and he couldn’t help but breathe in the fog through his mouth & nose. He felt it descend into his throat, where it solidified into a heavier substance and slid down into his stomach. This was definitely real. . . Maybe the locals were onto something after all. . .
 
Sable continued breathing fog into his mouth and sending it down to his stomach. Then, she leaned away with a smirk and asked, “Do you understand what’s going on here?” Chesterton shook his head the best he could, and her smile got wider. “The fog I’m breathing into you turns into a weight gain shake once it reaches your esophagus,” the skull dog explained to him. “And once it lands inside your stomach, you start to get fattened up.”
 
She licked her lips. “Soon, you’re going to be packing on the pounds, all so you can be the perfect little morsel for me. And once I feel you’re big enough, you’re going right down my throat.”
 
“Nooooo!” Chesterton exclaimed, feeling panicked now. He tried to wrench himself out of Sable’s grip, but she was still holding tight. He started to panic and turned to leave, but a strong pair of hands reached out of the mirror and grabbed his shoulders. He turned around to see Sable had come out of the mirror and stopped him in his tracks—she wasn’t just a reflection anymore! Then, the wolf forced his jaws to part once more, and she breathed more fog into his mouth.
 
Chesterton felt his belly starting to bloat—it was barely noticeable at first, just a small sensation here & there. But very soon, it was much more prominent, and he could feel his gut bulging out. Looking down with his eyes, the horse saw that his stomach was quite big—he looked pregnant, for heaven’s sake!—and at this rate, it was only going to get bigger. . .
 
His gut expanded more and more, bloating out to the extreme. Soon, his belly was soon so large that it was nearly up to his chin! And after that, he began feeling the weight gain affecting other parts of his body: fat wrapped around his arms & legs, making them larger & rounder, and his neck & moobs expanded in size. His hips grew larger as his body expanded more & more. When Sable stopped breathing fog into him, and stepped back to admire her work, he had gained an enormous amount of weight: he was a flabby ball of fat, with so much gained that his legs weren’t even visible anymore due to the parts of him that sagged downwards!
 
Chesterton tried to stand up and run away, but he ran into a problem: he had gained so much weight that his legs weren’t strong enough to support him. In fact, just trying to move them resulted in him falling to the ground on his knees! The horse tried in vain to get up and escape, but he was just too large to do so effectively. . .
 
“Look at you. . . Now, you’re absolutely perfect to eat!” Sable proclaimed triumphantly. She licked her lips. “Such a big, scrumptious morsel you are. . . Come here!”
 
Chesterton tried once again to run away, but he was still far too big to move. So he was completely helpless as Sable crouched down in front of her and opened her maw wide: he could see saliva dripping from all of her teeth, and it absolutely covered her large purple tongue. She reached over, put her hands on the back of his head, and shoved his head inside.
 
The tongue greeted him with greedy, ravenous licks, absolutely covering him with spit. Chesterton coughed and gasped as it roughly lapped up his muzzle, and he tried to pull his head out. But he found he was stuck in tight, and a moment later, he was sucked down Sable’s throat with a /GULP!/
 
The esophagus squeezed firmly around his head, making sure he wasn’t getting out of here anytime soon. Chesterton tried to speak, hoping to reason with the predator, or even just beg for mercy, but he couldn’t even open his mouth in this tight tunnel! All he could do was try to physically struggle, which was a challenge to do with his heavy, flabby body.
 
“You taste absolutely scrumptious,” Sable said as she gulped more & more of him down, letting out a satisfied sigh. “And I do like it when my prey puts up a fight, so keep on flailing, cutie pie. But I’m sure we both know it’s all futile—after all, regardless of what you do, the only place you’re going is down into my gut~!”
 
Chesterton tried to ignore her and continued to fight for his freedom, even as Sable devoured his large, heavy body. As he was doing so, his head entered a new area with a /pop/, freeing him from the constricting esophagus. “Phew. . .” Chesterton said to himself, letting out a sigh of relief. But then, he realized where he was, and he screamed. “AUGH!”
 
He was inside of Sable’s stomach: purple, hungry walls made up this spherical space, and they let out hungry grunts and growls, eagerly waiting for all of him to come inside of it! Even worse, a pool of digestive acid was on the floor of the place—this wasn’t good. “HELP!” Chesterton screamed as more of him was forced into the gut. “GET ME OUT OF HERE!”
 
“Oh, you found your voice, I see!” Sable teased him, slurping up his legs. “Well, it’s not going to help you now! Ha ha ha ha!”
 
“Come on, just let me go!” Chesterton pleaded. By now, he was causing Sable’s stomach to bulge out. “Please, we can talk about this!”
 
“There’s nothing to talk about,” Sable replied with a giggle. “You’re prey, and I’m a predator. That’s all there is to it~!”
 
With that, she swallowed his feet with a /gllllk/, and with that final swallow, all of Chesterton slipped down into Sable’s stomach. He was curled up in the hungry belly, with barely any space thanks to his new, flabby body.
 
“Mmmm, you were absolutely delicious!” Sable exclaimed, rubbing her absolutely enormous gut. “Just as tasty as I anticipated you’d be. . .”
 
“Please, let me out!” Chesterton exclaimed. He squirmed and kicked as best as he could, but it was still very hard to move at all due to his size.
 
“Ha ha ha ha, not a chance!” Sable exclaimed. She smirked. “In fact, I think I’m going to have you make a lasting impression on my body . . . by digesting you! Heh heh heh!”
 
“No, please!” Chesterton pleaded.
 
“Too bad, horsey—I've already made up my mind!” the skull dog replied, laughing. “Time for you to be broken down~!”
 
Right on cue, the stomach let out a loud /grooooooooowl/, and Chesterton felt liquids secreting from the walls, dripping down to the floor of the gut, and splashing onto his body. When they made contact with him, they made him feel melty & strange. . . This wasn’t good.
 
“HELP!” Chesterton screamed, flailing as best as he could. But all that did was emit more grumbles from the belly, and cause the digestive juices to come down faster! A pool was forming at the bottom of the gut, melting any part of him they came in contact with—when he looked down, he saw that his feet had been turned into goop!
 
Chesterton screamed & struggled & fought, doing everything he could to try and get out of this situation, but nothing he did worked. All the while, Sable’s hungry stomach continued to digest him, breaking him down relentlessly, like the food he was. Until, finally, only his head was left.
 
“I can’t wait for you to add onto my curves,” Sable taunted him, giggling. “See ya, horsey!”
 
Chesterton sighed and closed his eyes, letting the last of him get broken down. And just like that, all of him was completely digested into goop.
 
Sable grinned, rubbing her belly and feeling the liquid slosh around inside. “Let’s have some more fun before you come back, cutie,” she said, giggling. “Now. . .
 
“. . . where did I put that phone?”
 
__________
 
 Chesterton blinked and opened his eyes. As he sat up, he remembered everything that had happened, and looked down at his body. Much to his relief, he was completely unharmed—in fact, it was as if nothing had happened at all. Standing up and glancing around, he spotted the mirror he had looked into before, but the only reflection in it was his own.
 
Where had Sable gone? Was that all just some kind of dream, the result of his active imagination? Or had she been real?
 
 As he was trying to put the pieces together, he noticed a smart phone laying on the ground near him, one that wasn’t his. Curious, he picked it up and turned it on.
 
 On the home screen was a prerecorded video. He selected it, and saw Sable there, standing in front of the mirror with an enormous belly. She smirked as she recorded herself, bringing the phone in front of her gut so that it could pick up the gurgling sounds emitting from the inside.
 
“Hear that?” the skull dog said in a taunting voice, not looking away from the camera. “Once upon a time, that was you, Chesterton. Now you’re nothing but chyme in my gut, ready to be absorbed into my curves. . .” She giggled. “Isn’t that nice, /prey/?”
 
Sable brought the camera back so that more of her was in frame, and turned her head to the right. She let out a /UUUUUUUURP/, and Chesterton’s acid-proof clothing came flying out of her mouth. A moment later, her meal was absorbed into her: her belly shrunk as her hips & breasts expanded in size. Watching this made Chesterton blush, and some part of him felt pride for contributing to such a glorious body.
 
Sable turned back to the camera and winked at him. “I enjoyed playing with you,” she said seductively. “And I want to play with you some more. You see, this phone is connected to my world: the world of monsters like me that travel to other worlds like yours. If you ever want to play with me some more, or even just chat, you can use this phone to contact me from my dimension.
 
 “I’ll see you again sometime~!”
 
 Chesterton chuckled and closed the video, putting it in his pocket. Sable certainly had a weird definition of “playing”, but at the same time, he had to admit he was intrigued.
 
He opened up the contacts and saw that there was one number there, which was saved as “Sable <3”. Clicking the texting app, he started typing up a message of greeting. After all, he wanted to get to know her more—and at the same time, he could plot a way for /him/ to play with /her/, and get her back for gobbling him up.
 
 This was going to be fun…