Evelyn the crocodile isn’t as cruel of a dom as many others Charmyte tends to find herself with… however, Evelyn is very kinky, and she absolutely loves to make her pet squirm. At the same time, she’s a predator, a very hungry one; if she has a chance to eat a cute meal… well, she’s going to~ It’s a bit too soon for her to fully gurgle away Charmyte, but she decides to give her a taste of it by sending her through a full tour of her body’s digestive system! And of course… ending it with a deposit into the nearest porcelain bowl~

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This story contains: FxM, willing prey, full-tour vore, non-fatal vore, soft vore, swallowing, size difference, toilet vore, light watersports

Word count: 6496

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Char huffed, her heart beating out of her chest, as she looked into the eyes of her mistress, Evelyn, staring at her with a familiar, but much more intense gaze that signaled her hunger for the cute kobold in her arms.

It had just been a normal evening for the pair - Evelyn the crocodile was taking her daily bath, soaking her huge, reptilian, scaled thighs and arms in the steamy water, the bathtub significantly larger than a normal tub just so that she could fit inside of it. Her body was massive all around - she was tall, her arms and legs were full of muscles, her belly was round, squishy, and warm, she was practically a giant compared to the much smaller Charmyte. Char was a kobold, much more thin and small; she loved rubbing up against her large owner’s body, basking in her warmth. The croc cuddled her kobold like a plushie, wrapping the tiny lizard in her huge embrace, burying Char’s face in her belly, snuggling her so tight she could hardly move - not that she’d want to.

Char had been adopted as a pet by Evelyn, living with her, being taken care of by her, and spending almost every moment at home with her. Though, sometimes, she was treated more like a toy - the crocodile’s shaft was just as big as one would expect, given the rest of her body. Her massive cock was almost constantly exposed, along with the pair of similarly large balls hiding behind it, and when she was horny… well, Char could expect to be a bit sore the next morning, to say the least. Her slit could barely handle the size of her owner’s length, but she’d learned to take it, and she’d loved it from the first moment she felt it pounding against her cervix. It was lovely.

Recently, though, their relationship had taken a bit of a turn - though, not necessarily a bad one, depending on who you asked. Evelyn always had somewhat of an appetite, one that could hardly be quenched by simple food - her meals were often still squirming when she swallowed them down her gullet. Char loved to watch; the little kobold almost felt jealous. It was rare, but the crocodile would occasionally tease her about how appetizing she would be… and given her size, the pet was far from inedible. That teasing had only progressed through time, until it was getting to be less and less of a “tease” and more and more of a promise.

Of course, that was only compounded by Evelyn’s recent discovery of her pet’s more odd obsessions. A few bathtimes ago, their usual bathing experience had ended with the kobold finding herself face-to-face with the toilet’s drain at the crocodile’s behest; Evelyn simply couldn’t resist making her adorable pet squirm and shiver by exploiting her drain-related desires. And after that, she’d found herself spending quite a lot of time getting Char riled up in whatever ways she could, using her words or her actions. And now, with this bath, it seemed like she was focusing much more on the actions part of that equation.

Evelyn’s massive hands, big enough that she could wrap one all the way around Char’s head, cuddled the kobold, holding her to the crocodile’s chest and belly. Her head sat between her breasts, squished on either side by them; the rest of her body simply laid against Evelyn’s chest, with the massive crocodile cock sitting hard between the kobold’s legs, throbbing against her slit, veiny and needy. The bath water rose high, high enough that it covered Char’s body beside her head. She felt so warm and peaceful, so nice and relaxed; she was loving everything about this. The blush on her cheeks and the warmth in her body made that clear.

Though, she couldn’t help but let out some little shivers and squirms as she laid in her owner’s embrace. Just before that bath, she’d been surprised by the sudden sight of the crocodile taking one of Char’s plushies, a simple little lizard, and deciding to “clean it off” using the toilet… though, apparently, by that, she meant simply dropping the plushie into the bowl, sitting down, drenching it in a strong stream of her warm urine, and pulling the chain, letting it easily swirl down the drain as the kobold whimpered and shivered in lust from the incredible display. She’d loved every moment, even though it’d ended with the loss of a plushie she’d grown very fond of - if anything, that’d just made it hotter. Evelyn knew exactly how to make her beloved little pet squirm; even the little “Oops~” she uttered as the drain claimed its victim made the kobold’s knees weak. A normal toilet wouldn’t have been able to so easily flush away that plush - it was a fairly large stuffed animal, after all, about 10 inches in length. But the crocodile’s toilet was not a normal toilet.

Like Evelyn, it was huge in every way. The tank was high, the bowl was wide and expansive, the seat was thick and girthy; it was made to handle the full weight and size of the crocodile who’d be making the most use of it. Other toilets could sometimes crack or falter under her, but this one could handle the massive reptile. However, it had more to it than just that outward appearance.

Char had to stand on her tippy toes to even see inside the bowl, but when she did, she couldn’t help but be enamored with the drain. It was many more inches larger than a normal toilet’s, made so that it could handle what tended to come after one of Evelyn’s more lively meals. Of course, the flush itself was impressively powerful - the way the water swirled, fast and powerful, all around the bowl, slowly pulling everything inside down to the sewers, was mesmerizing for the kobold. She just had to be careful any time she chose to watch it - she’d had a few close calls while standing on the seat, a few times where she almost slipped in and ended up taking a long trip through the pipes. Though, after Evelyn decided to give her pet one of those very trips, the loo-loving lizard had discovered that she was entirely capable of making it back up. She found it hard to resist the experience again; with how the crocodile talked to her, though, she knew it wouldn’t be long till she was swirling away once again.

And, with how Evelyn was looking at her… well, it seemed like that day was going to be today.

The crocodile pulled her pet up a little, a bit closer to her face; she made sure they could look into each other’s eyes. That’s when Char saw the desires lying behind her gaze - the crocodile looked at her with a familiarly lustful, sensual stare. Though, it was a little different than the look that tended to be a precursor to a pounding from her shaft - rather, this one seemed to be tinged with hunger. “Char, dear~?” Her voice was deep and smooth; she breathed heavily, her breath flowing over the kobold’s face, hot and humid, her mouth sitting just ever so slightly open. Her sharp, pointed teeth were covered in drool, her tongue sitting right behind them like a snake in a den, waiting to strike.

Charmyte gulped. She was experiencing the same feeling that often came about when Evelyn’s hungry teasing went to a certain extent - she could feel just a tinge of instinctual fear, the fear a prey feels when it's being hunted by a predator. Though, for her, that fear twisted with lust, making her shaky and squirmy. “Y-yes, Evelyn?” She stuttered as she spoke. This was reminding her of something - just a few days ago, she’d noticed a skull on her shelf. When asked, Evelyn simply claimed it was a memento, chuckled, and didn’t elaborate any further. Now, Char was starting to wonder if she was going to be another “memento” sometime soon.

“I’m feeling absolutely insatiably hungry right now~ Would you mind helping me solve that little issue a bit~?” The crocodile pulled Char closer. “You wouldn’t want to leave your mistress hungry, would you? No matter what you had to do to satiate her appetite~?”

Char yipped! in fear, trying to squirm out of Evelyn’s grasp, but her fingers, her claws, tightened around the kobold’s body, holding her tight, remind her who the dominant one was here. No escape. “I-I could m-make you something to eat in the kitchen! Or buy you something, or pick something up, o-or anything you want!!”

“Oh, dear, I just don’t think any of that will work~ I’m just so hungry right now, so famished… I don’t think I could go another minute without eating something, and it needs to be something nice and big~” Her belly rumbled; the sound was loud, like an earthquake. Char felt it against her pussy, making her shiver in fear and horniness. “You want to be a good girl for me, don’t you, cutie~?” The mistress licked her slimy, cracked lips, coating them in a thick layer of drool and dribble. Her tongue was so huge, so slimy, so fleshy. It seemed like she could wrap Char’s whole body in it.

“A good girl…” The kobold bit her lip and nodded hesitantly, looking into the hungry eyes of her predatorial owner with terror and love. “I-I’ll do anything for you, E-evelyn!”

“That’s what I thought~” She moved her hands down Char’s body, rubbing her scales, caressing her with that gentle, warm grasp, even letting her fingers slide against the kobold’s little slit. “I’ve just been looking at you recently, and I can’t help but think…” She grasped her pet by the tail. “You just look so… delicious~” She suddenly lifted Char into the air, dangling her by her tail, holding the tasty-looking pet up above her crocodile lips.

“E-evelyn!!” Char yipped, frozen in terror as they looked down at her face, at her beautiful scales, her luscious breasts, her pounding cock, her wet, hungry maw, her huge throat, her soft, squishy stomach… she was so beautiful, and the kobold knew the secret to her amazing looks. Char was too scared to struggle; she felt that, if she managed to slip out of the hand’s grasp… well, all Evelyn had to do was open her mouth and let Char fall right in.

“Don’t be so worried - I only want a little taste test~ I have some anti-digestion medication in my bedroom - once I swallow you down, all I have to do is go take some of that, and you’ll be just fine in my stomach~”

“Mmm…” Char was still shaking; even if she believed Evelyn wouldn’t digest her, it was hard not to be scared of taking a trip down her throat, a trip that could still very well be one-way if things went wrong. “Y-you promise you won’t d-digest me?”


“Well… not this time~ But, if I ever get hungry again, and you’re looking as cute and tasty as you do now, well… you can’t expect me to always remember to take my medication~”

The kobold gulped. At least this time, she was probably going to be safe… but still, she knew Evelyn was a predator, and Char was prey. It was only natural that, one day, she’d meet her end in her owner’s belly. Maybe it wouldn’t be today… but, well, once this sort of thing was put into motion, who knew if the crocodile would be willing to wait much longer to make a more permanent meal out of her darling? It could be months in the future, or just weeks, or just days… or it could be tomorrow. The kobold had no idea, and it terrified her… and filled her with lust. “O-ok, E-evelyn. I, um, I’ll be a good pet for you, n-no matter what!”

“That’s a good girl~ Now, no more waiting - it’s time for your little trip down my gullet~” Char gasped as the crocodile mistress slowly opened her maw, drool dripping and dribbling between her lips, lines of her wet saliva stretching and breaking as she opened, wider, and wider, and wider. Her maw was soon stretched almost a foot wide, giving the kobold a big, close-and-personal view of the mouth she’d soon be going inside of. Every inch of Evelyn’s flesh was covered in saliva, her long tongue rolling out to greet the new entrant, revealing behind it a dark tunnel down to her throat. The pet had watched so many victims be swallowed down this very same maw, most of them never to return, and now, it was finally her turn. Even if she was going to survive… how could she not be terrified?

Still, all she did was shiver, biting her lip as her mistress slowly lowered her down. She watched as the mouth, the throat, the rows of sharp teeth, all came closer and closer; she felt Evelyn’s hot, pungent breath rolling over her, tickling her scales, getting thicker and more humid the closer she found herself. Her head reached her lips; Char felt them roll over her body, slowly pulling her in, slurping her up. The tongue licked her head, wrapping around it and covering it in crocodile drool, sliming her body up and wetting it so she’d easily slide down. Char felt it on her neck, and soon, as her body was pulled further in, she felt it reaching to her breasts, exploring her body, licking every little scale and feature she had.

The flesh of the maw squeezed her so tight as her head entered; it was dark and hot, humid, extremely wet. She couldn’t see a thing, but she could feel the walls shifting and rubbing around her, and she could feel herself slowly moving through them. She had no idea how close she was to the crocodile’s throat… but she hadn’t swallowed yet, so for now, she was safe. It would be any moment…

But before that time came, she felt more of her body going in, including her waist, and, of course, her pussy. Almost immediately, she felt Evelyn’s tongue reaching to the wet, fleshy opening in the kobold’s body, sticking her huge, meaty tendril on it, licking it on the surface, tasting her clit. Char yipped, blushing hard, squirming as she was overcome with sudden pleasure at the sensation; the mistress continued, playing with her food, worming her tongue in deeper and deeper. She jammed it inside just as she so often jammed her cock in, tasting her pet’s insides, her warm flesh, as deeply as she could, until Char yelped, letting out a bone-shaking orgasm as they were overwhelmed with deep pleasure. She squirted femcum all over her mistress’ stunningly attractive tongue; the crocodile just chuckled in response.

Char huffed and panted; the whole time, she didn’t forget her position as a morsel of food, a snack, inside her predator’s maw, slowly approaching her throat, her stomach. Evelyn sat in her bath, still soaking her scales in the steamy water, as now, nothing but her pet’s tail stuck out of her lips. Just one last little thing to do~ She smiled wide… and slurped up the little tail… and swallowed.

GULP!

Char felt her tail getting sucked inside… and immediately after, she heard that wet, loud sound, and felt herself suddenly taking a trip downwards. She yipped in terror as she went face-first into Evelyn’s throat, the tight flesh immediately gasping her; she felt the muscles in the velvety walls grasping her body, pulsing, flexing all around her, as they slowly worked her down. Her form bulged out of the crocodile’s neck, her little features visible from the outside; Evelyn just found it cute. It was hard to believe that she’d really swallowed her pet… but she certainly wasn’t complaining~ She closed her eyes, laid back, and gulped, again and again, slowly moving her beloved reptile down into her belly.

GULP… GLURK… SHLRP…

Char couldn’t move an inch; it was so tight in there, and it felt so long… but honestly, it wasn’t long enough. She was in love with the feeling of being in that throat, in that wonderful purgatory between the safety of the outside, the trap of the mouth, and the danger of the belly. She was in transportation, in transit, on a one-way trip down to the beautiful stomach of her beautiful mistress, a stomach she’d so grown to love, cuddling with it and rubbing it so often. She couldn’t count the amount of times she’d felt a big clawed hand grasping her head and pushing it against that rumbling tummy, held there just to listen to mistress’ latest meal gurgle away… and now, she was about to be in that same place she’d worshipped and adored for so long.

Soon enough, the little kobold felt her snout breaching through to her mistress’ stomach; she smelled the bitter, burning scent of the bubbling digestive fluids below, feeling her body being slowly pushed out, nearing it rapidly. She panicked; had Evelyn taken the pill yet!? Before she could question it further, she found her body being crammed into the huge stomach, just barely big enough that she comfortably fit inside, even though she had to curl up a little bit. She was half-submerged in stomach acid, chunky and thick. It was hot and steamy; it felt a lot like taking a bath with Evelyn, but there was a little tingle, a little bite to the liquid. It wasn’t painful - rather, it actually tickled a little bit. It was oddly comforting, oddly pleasant; she loved the feeling of being submerged in the crocodile’s juices, bathing in them, becoming one with her.

The stomach was pitch-black; Char couldn’t even see her own claws in that darkness. The air was almost solid with moisture, like the inside of a sauna, and the heat was similar - sweat rolled down her head. She felt like the heat was melting her down… and honestly, that was a very real possibility, considering she had yet to hear her mistress gulping those anti-digestion pills. She quickly began to squirm, shaking and moving her body all around; she needed to make sure Evelyn didn’t fall asleep or forget about the medication! Otherwise, she would be coming out the same way that most of the crocodile’s meals did: as a big load of bone-filled waste in her giant toilet, flushed down the drain like any other load of shit, her skull plucked and placed on her mantle as a memento. She shook just at the thought.

Thankfully, the mistress was still awake, and had already gotten out of her bath. She drained the water, walked into her bedroom, grabbed a bottle of pills from her nightstand, and swallowed about five - her big belly and her intense digestive system needed a lot to prevent it from digesting the contents of her belly. The kobold breathed a sigh of relief when she heard those five little plips; the stomach acid stopped boiling and bubbling minutes later, only a few little bubbles and gurgles here and there remaining. The fluid no longer felt quite so stingy and bitey; she felt much safer now. Though, it did still tingle, just a little, as though the stomach wanted to remind Char that she was still just food, just a snack, and nothing more - to remind her that, if she ever found her way down into that abyssal belly again, she’d likely be treated to a significantly more fatal fate.

With her safety much more assured, Char relaxed, slipping down into the digestive fluid and enjoying it as though she were taking a bath. The tightness of the belly reminded her of how Evelyn looked in her huge bathtub - even though it was so large, she still didn’t fit quite perfectly, her plushie thighs and belly fat partially to blame. The little pet let herself sink in, further and further, until she was up to her neck, her body curled up beneath the liquid, so warm and cozy. The walls cuddled her close; it reminded her of the feeling of Evelyn snuggling her with her huge hands. Whenever the crocodile wanted a cuddle, she got one, and she didn’t let go until she was satisfied - this was very similar, like a nice, long cuddle, one that Char was going to be stuck in for a long time.

Meanwhile, Evelyn gently stepped back into her bath, filled with new bath water, freshly hot and freshly steamy. She’d turned off the lights, instead opting to have a standing lamp that covered her bathtub in a more warm, gentle glow. She slipped deeper in, just like Char, until only her head was sticking out of the water, and she rubbed her belly. It was much bigger, much more bloated than usual - it tended to get like this whenever she had a large meal, though it would never stay that way for super long. Now that her pet was simply soaking in there, though, of course, the belly was going to keep its size for quite some time. She rubbed her hands against her soft stomach, feeling all the little squirms and movements of her pet inside, closing her eyes and letting her body relax as she enjoyed one of the most intimate moments she’d ever had with her darling. You didn’t get much more intimate than this… not without something fatal, at least.

Char murred and purred in lovely comfort, smiling to herself, feeling a bit drowsy as she laid there. She reached her hand down to her slit and gently rubbed her clit; her teeth grasped her own lower lip as she jilled off into the stomach acid, squirting almost instantly, the hotness and horniness that had been overwhelming her making for quite an easy little masturbation and orgasm. And soon after, she let that drowsiness overtake her. She listened to the beating of Evelyn’s heart as she slowly fell to sleep, listened and felt the pulsing and beating of the stomach walls, echoing around her, vibrating her whole body; it soothed her, lulling her right to bed.

Meanwhile, Evelyn had similar ideas. She grasped her cock, hard as could be, curling each of the long, scaled fingers of her right hand around it, and she rubbed. Up and down, slow
And steady at first, she felt her throbbing, pulsing veins, the shivering shaft that was so needy for a release; when she was this horny, normally, she’d have grabbed her favorite little Kobold and pound her like a fleshlight. But having Char in her stomach was just as wonderful - she rubbed herself, slowly getting faster and faster, until she found her body shaking with the sensation of an oncoming release. She aimed her cock over the side of the toilet, onto the floor; she hadn’t thought this over much, but she didn’t want to cum in her new bath. Instead, as she moaned in pleasure, she let her hot, sticky seed splurt all over the white tile. It was a huge load, befitting of her - she was large in every way, both in how her body was built, and in the waste that came out of it, no matter what type of waste that was. She elected to clean the cum off the floor later, letting her cock, only a little more limp now, flop back between her legs with a little white still sticking to the tip. And then, she closed her eyes, cuddled her belly, and fell into a deep sleep. She didn’t worry about slipping into the bath - she could hold her breath for more than an hour; if she submerged, she’d wake up far before she drowned.
And so, the night was spent just like that; both reptiles sleeping soundly, one inside the other. Though, soon enough, the next morning came… and, although Evelyn hadn’t digested her pet, she did still feel the need to use the bathroom~ It looked like it was time for Char to come back out.

She woke up, a bit groggy; the bathwater was now just lukewarm, but still felt good to soak in. She yawned, stretching her arms, then patted her belly. “Wake up, my favorite little meal~”
Char woke up in a similar fashion; the stomach acid was still very hot, of course, and she felt amazing as she opened her eyes from her wonderful sleep. She was surprised, at first, to find she had woken up inside someone’s belly, though she quickly remembered that Evelyn had swallowed her. She quickly squirmed in response to her mistress’ wake-up call, letting her know her meal-pet was up and active. Char was, of course, fully able to speak, but she figured her mistress wouldn’t hear it from in there. She cuddled the flesh as she waited to find out what would be happening next.

The crocodile stepped out of the bath, her scales covered and dripping with water. She stretched her nude body a little more; it was hard to move around with such a full stomach - it was about time she took care of that. “It’s time for you to come out of there, cutie~” She said, walking towards the toilet.

Though, as she looked at the toilet bowl, she thought for a moment… of course, normally, she would shit inside of there, and this wasn’t too different from that, so it only made sense that it would be her first instinct. But if she was letting out her prey alive, the toilet hardly seemed fitting, right? She should probably do it in the bath, or even just on the floor - she’d cleaned herself out thoroughly before her bath with Char, she knew there’d be nothing gross coming out along with her pet.

Though, she thought again… and, with a sinister smile, she sat her wet, fat ass down on the plastic toilet seat, the porcelain creaking below her as she put her heavier-than-normal weight down onto it. She knew her sub; she’d love getting shit out into the toilet, wouldn’t she~? Of course, Evelyn just wouldn’t flush - she could fish her pet out, perhaps after just a little teasing. The crocodile tensed her body and began to push; quickly, her digestive system went to work.

Char found a sudden pressure suddenly on her body, a light sucking almost; she could feel it grasping her, pulling her down somewhere below the stomach. She blushed as she realized the way she’d be exiting her mistress was not going to be back through her mouth… but rather, through her beautiful butt. The kobold had admired her amazing, round, big cheeks for so long; she was honored to get to be squished between them as she was pushed out of her mistress’ ass.

She went head-first, traveling through the rest of her mistress’ digestive system. She found herself being forced into Evelyn’s intestines, her head grasped tightly by the tubes of flesh that pumped food through Char’s mistress every day, absorbing nutrients and helping further digest her large, living meals; thankfully, the kobold was sure that wasn’t happening to her as she went through, but still, the way the slimy flesh seemed to cling to her scales and almost suck on her made her tingle in a bit of fear. She blushed hard as she felt that odd sensation, slowly being moved further through, squeezed so tight she could barely breathe. She felt simultaneously sympathetic towards Evelyn’s meals and envious of them.

Her slit in particular was stimulated by that pulsing movement; she felt the flesh constantly sliding against her wet warmth, pleasuring her at every moment, as though it was doing it completely on purpose. She shivered with lustful pleasure at the amazing sensation, her body feeling so hot and loose from the horniness, shaking with the occasional orgasm only for another great burst of pleasure to begin building up again. She adored the squishy, slimy sounds of her body shlicking through the tight space, like going down a slide on a playground made of velvety flesh. It was too dark to see a thing; she had no idea where she was in her mistress’s body, but she knew she was being moved forward, and that was all she really needed. Most prey probably wouldn’t survive long enough to enjoy this part; Char considered herself lucky to get to enjoy it.

Even when she felt a bit of fear rising from her instinctual need for survival, one heavily elevated by her position as prey, she just closed her eyes and listened to the crocodile’s heart beat. She listened to Evelyn’s breathing, her little sighs and breaths, her little grunts and groans; it was all music to the kobold’s ears. She would’ve wagged her tail if she could move it, but it was a bit too restricted in there.

Eventually, the meal found her way to her mistress rectum. It was tight, squishy, fleshy, and incredibly wet, just like her throat (and surprisingly quite clean). She felt the muscles pushing around her, sliding her down, pulling her out, her scales rubbing against those wonderful, velvety walls. She purred to herself; it was much less terrifying, now that she knew she was going out, rather than in. She had no chance of meeting a fate that ended with digestion or death this way - she was just being cutely removed from her mistress. And although she was certainly going to miss that wonderful belly, the kobold was also excited to be reunited with her crocodile dom on the outside.

She was pushed through, bit by bit, as Evelyn let out little grunts and groans from the strain, until finally, her pet’s snout peaked out from her hole. Slowly, Char began to appear, making a moist sliding around as the puckered lips of the scaled ass rolled over her body. She breathed in the fresh air as her mouth, and soon, her whole head was let out. It was nice and fresh; she certainly preferred the air inside of Evelyn’s body, but still, she appreciated the smell of toilet water and porcelain… wait.

Char took a closer look at her surroundings as her body came out more and more. She was being pushed out… right into her mistress’ toilet! She yipped in surprise, shivering in a mixture of fear and sudden lust from the unexpected destination. She heard her mistress giggling from above; certainly, she wasn’t going to be treated like real shit, was she!?

Before she could ponder further, the rest of her body started coming out, significantly faster this time, until she found herself being plopped down into the toilet water. She immediately squirmed as she was submerged in the cold liquid, a great contrast compared to the stomach. It freaked her out - last time she’d been in there like that, it’d ended with the cord being pulled. She couldn’t help but panic a little as she looked up at her mistress’ amazing ass.

Evelyn stood and turned to look into the toilet; she had a lustful smile on her face. Her scales, dripping wet, shone in the warm lamplight, highlighting her features - her belly was a bit smaller, now that Char was out of it, but it was still so fat and encompassing. Her breasts were big and hot, so soft, her thighs similar, and her dick… was hard, long, and fat. It was lined with so many veins; it throbbed needily, obviously incredibly horny, as could also be seen by the light blush on the mistress’ face. She licked her lips as she grabbed the toilet’s chain. “Good morning, meal~ How’d you like going through my body~?”


Char’s eyes darted between Evelyn’s face and the claw grasping the toilet’s chain. One pull of that… and she was going to get flushed. “I-I loved it!!” She responded, stuttering from her fear. “I-It was s-so amazing, mistress!”

“Aww, that’s good, darling~ I loved having you inside me~” She twirled the chain playfully in her fingers. “I might just have to eat you up again sometime soon - you tasted so good, I can hardly get enough~ I just need to make sure I don’t run out of that medication - I would hate to swallow you, and only realize afterwards that it’s not going to be safe for you, hehe~”

Char gulped; she was realizing that her end was probably quite near. But right now, she focused on her current predicament - one flush away from a trip to the sewers. “I-I’ll let you eat me anytime you want, Evelyn! I love being your meal!!” Char responded earnestly. “But, um, c-can you take me out of the toilet now?” She tapped her little claws together, looking at her with a pleading face. Her fingers shook with clear terror.

“Hmm… I don’t think I can do that~” Evelyn aimed her cock into the toilet and began pissing; her shower of bitter, hot, golden urine drenched her cute little sub, covering Char in piss, warming up the toilet water to make it much more comfortable. But, at the same time… it did not make the kobold think she had much of a chance of getting out of there, not after being peed on. “You’re going to get the full experience, darling~ Every meal of mine goes into my mouth, stays in my stomach for a bit, and then I dispose of them in this very toilet. Why would I treat you any differently~?”

“E-evelyn!!” Char yelped out as she watched her grab the chain harder. “P-please don’t flush, I-I- um, I-I’ll help you get your next meal, o-or let you use me like u-usual! Your cock looks really hard right now, um, y-you can fill me up through any hole you want to relieve your horniness!!” She blushed as she spoke. “Or, um, I, um, um!” She struggled to think of anything else. She’d survived being flushed before, but, much like a roller coaster, even if she knew she was safe, it was still so, so scary, and it was a long, forceful ride. At the same time, also like a roller coaster, there were so many ways it could go wrong - she could drown, or get flushed into a far-away sewer and never return, or get stuck in the pipes, or any number of things!

The crocodile’s expression didn’t change; she was resolute. “Sorry, darling, but if you’re going to be my meal… I’m going to treat you like one~ Bye-bye, cutie~”

CLUNK

FLRSHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Char yipped in fear and surprise as the toilet water rose and quickly began to swirl. She struggled and squirmed, trying to reach up for the toilet seat, but it was too far away, and it was way too late for her to escape. The pull of the current was strong and unwavering; no matter how much she fought it, she had no chance of getting out of it. She was thrown around in a loop, spinning around the toilet bowl over and over again as the loud sound of the slurshing and flushing filled her ears; she looked up at the twirling image of her mistress only to see her waving goodbye, her big crocodile tail wagging in delight, the hand she’d used to flush now rubbing her cock as she pleasured herself to the sight of her darling being flushed.

From her perspective, she was just watching as her favorite pet got swirled away, circling down, closer and closer to the drain, all her little attempts to survive and escape entirely vain and pointless. Char let out one more desperate yip, a little cry for help, right before she found herself being forced into the drain, the current rushing her in face-first and pulling her into the pipes, her tail quickly following and disappearing into the darkness. Immediately, Evelyn moaned, cumming into the swirling water, letting her seed be carried off into the sewers along with her beloved little kobold.

The toilet water soon calmed, slowly rising back up to its initial point, a few little bubbles and gurgles coming from the drain, the last remains of her little sub. She hadn’t planned to flush her… but really, once Char was in the toilet, what other option did Evelyn really have~? She didn’t regret a moment~ Her pet would be back soon enough; now, it was just a waiting game.

She later found herself in her kitchen, looking at her calendar, licking her lips. She wondered how long it would be, how long it would take… till she was pulling that cord on a pile of shit filled with little kobold bones, minus Char’s skull, which would sit on her shelf… as a memento.

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