tasty arts and text done by ryshili
"One moment he was calmly walking along when the large clay boulder opened showing sharp whites and a very red inside, scooping him up, and in an instant he found himself holding onto the sides, fur raised high, and staring down a hot blackness.
It was wet, it was humid, and it was dangerous.

The large muscle his body rested on slithered along his belly, coating it with saliva, matting the fur in dank drool. Strings of spit were everywhere, the large creature salivating for his tasty meal. Kiba became even more alarmed as he felt a warm, slimey tip sliding up, brushing past his crotch into between his buttocks. The tip of the creatures tounge pressured against him. An attempt for the cheetah to jump and possibly grab behind and let go, but the cheetah just started to kick and held on tighter.

The tongue looped up and the creature started to push hard with the curling of his tongue toward the inside of his mouth.

How long? Probably not much longer now. "

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