The dark, fleshy sac of muscle that surrounded me gurgled and churned around me, pulsing agaisnt me like checking its prize, kinda anoyed i tried to stretch pushing it back a little, but the lack of space made it hard to have enough force to make any noticable struggle.

this was an error though since the stomach, probaly anoyed of its content persistence squeezed me hard, making it even harder to move.

i could hardly breath, oh well, enough fun for today, i´ll just pass on to another myself and avoid this place for a long time...

uh, i.. i cant!, my ability as never failed me before, but this is odd, i idnt feeled like i couldnt use it, but, more like there was no posible pararel me to pass to. did that mean that... that no matter what chose i do i would end up back in here? or was it the virus that was somehow affecting my power?

either way, something was sure, there was no way out of thise one, i could barely move now and the flesh around me has started to secrete a thick fluid that started to churn and fill the chambed i was in, strange enough, it didnt hurt, nothing at all, i could see a dim light at the bottom of the pool of stick fluid, small but it looked like a little sphere of light, suddenly more of them started to appear, lighting up the place a little.

around the small balls of light i noticed something strange i couldnt see the parts of my body that were supposed to be under the rising pool of mucus and digestive fluid, and when i try to move them the little balls of light were the ones moving.

thats when it hit me, those ball of light were my body, somehow it seem that the virus had give flamedramon the ability to not just absorb digital information, but also genetic data of non digital creatures, probably is what is happening here, as more of my body was submerged, more of it vanished into light spheres and were pulled deeper, when the pool rised over my head, i lost consciousness. i couldnt see, but i could feel a warm presence close, i knew, it was the flamedramon, it was a warm feel, and somehow it took away all the fear, was like if it were telling me that everything would be okay, and somehow i trusted his words and let myself get pulled toward that presence.

i could somehow feel the changes in the digimon body, it seemed that absorbing me has somehow eliminated the virus and returned the digimon to his normal state, who after realizing what he has done has managed to savage my mind and merge it into his own, i knew deep inside that my body was allready gone, but i atleast would be allowed to remain as part of his body, who has changed to take the caracteristics of the absorbed creature, in other words me. i accepted this change not as the end, but as a new beggning.

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ill never color traditionally again, ever....

and there it is, the story is just a way to stop using my previous OC and using a new one, this comic is canon since is perma-absorbtion but since i don´t relate the DA account with vore is only present here, in the DA account it will keep using it but chronologically is set before this comic. more than perma death, is more like the concept spencerdragon used to have on soul vore

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