From the moment we met, I was entranced,
My body wouldn't move, from it's stunned stance.
Your beauty gave goose bumps, your mind gave me chills,
Everything about you makes you an awesome thrill.

You soon had me cornered, my body ensnared,
Trapped, never to emerge, from within your lair.
From out of your back did your wings spread,
And a cute little tail, a deep crimson red.

I knew at that moment, my body was doomed,
but I did not feel like I'd regret it anytime soon.
With a sweet dainty smile, a hand on your thigh,
You gave me a wink, then stretched your mouth wide.

Your breath fell upon me, the warm stale air,
but for some strange reason, I hadn't a care.
Your lips wrapped around me, sucking me in,
Soon your sexy body wouldn't be quite so thin.

You hosted me up, still in your mouth,
then gulped me with care, sending me south.
Down your esophagus my body did travel,
As it pushed me down further, I heard your stomach growl.

All of a sudden, your throat gave a push,
Entering your belly, I land on my tush.
Looking around, I know I wont last long,
Soon I'll be leaving, past your red colored thong.

With a gurgle and lurch, your stomach starts to churn,
The warm digestive acids, making my skin burn.
A tight loving hug by your thick slimy walls,
Kneading in fluid into my arms, legs, and balls.

The pain is unbearable, and I will have to wait,
To be slowly digested, and meet my end fate.
A gurgling rush, a bubbling slurp,
Out your throat comes some air, making you burp.

You can no longer hold back, you giggle with glee,
Soon my only use will be food for a tree.
It isn't much longer until I meet an end,
My now mushy body, into your intestines many bends.

Still my spirit remains, trapped in my waste,
Through the small intestines, turning me to paste.
I feel my strength being pulled out,
Even though it hurts, I'll be strong and not pout.

After just one single hour, your body is done,
I am now being pushed out your cute, sexy buns.
Coiling around and around into a thick pile,
Watching me squirm is making you smile.

Pressing the handle, I watch in dismay,
As what's left of my body gets flushed away.
Just a soul now, I wait, as you wipe your butt,
You then turn to me, and call me your slut.

You absorb my spirit into your womb,
In nine months I'll exit this warm fleshy tomb.
When that time comes, we'll be in for some fun,
For I'll not only be your lover, but also your son.

Yes it's true, incest is taboo,
but now I must go, for this poems through.
A demon needs no rules of morality,
For in this fine world, they live for vorality.