Hospital Food

Mari lay on her back, listlessly rolling her tail back and forth on the hospital bed to which she was confined. She had gone in nearly two months ago, diagnosed with early-stage lung cancer, and still had about three weeks to go. The treatments had gone as well as they could, but she was sick of chemo treatments, sick of drip-feeding, sick of being bed-ridden, and, well...sick of being sick!
Her silent grousing was interrupted by a nurse entering her room to check on her.

"Hello, Miss Mari! How are you feeling today?" The intruding lady (her name tag read 'Cindy') asked chirpily, causing the young naga to sit up.

"I feel like I want to go home," Mari answered truthfully. After all, she'd finished her treatments, scans showed she was fine, and even the nausea from the chemo had vanished, though that only made her realize how painfully hungry she was. The nurse nodded sympathetically, fiddling with the tubes running into Mari's arm and writing something on the calendar behind her head.

"I'm afraid you need to stay with us a while longer," Cindy told her, taking out a small bottle of mineral water and taking a sip.
"But before you get too discouraged, I have some good news for you! Your exam from this past weekend has been assessed, and it looks like you're ready for solid foods again!"

"Yaaay, hospital food," deadpanned Mari, though she did perk up a little. Human foods in general (and especially hospital food) tasted pretty awful, with a few exceptions. However, food was food, and it would stop her stomach aching and growling all the time. The nurse took another large sip of water and grimaced.

"What's up with the water?" Mari asked, curiosity piqued. Cindy emptied the bottle and tossed it in the trash.

"Blech. That was a nutritional supplement you need to take with your meal today."

"Um, Miss, shouldn't I be the one drinking it then?" the confused naga girl asked.

"You could drink it yourself, yes, but you'll get stronger benefits from absorbing it naturally from your food," Nurse Cindy explained, removing the clip from her long brown hair and beginning to unbutton her uniform. Comprehension dawned on Mari as the young, fit nurse kicked off her shoes, slid off her leggings and hung her coat on a corner of the bed.

“You’re my food?” Mari asked, hardly daring to believe her luck. Cindy nodded, grinning from ear to ear. She stretched her arms above her head, causing her plump bosom to strain the bounds of her lacy bra. Further down, toned abdominal muscles and smooth legs all connected beneath the flimsy protection of striped green panties. Mari’s sensitive nose caught the promising scent of arousal already drifting from beneath the dampening underwear.
Cindy flushed slightly under Mari’s hungry gaze, more out of pride than embarrassment. She unhooked her bra and slid it off, coyly covering her chest with an arm as she did so.

“I’m sorry that hospital food is all we have to offer,” she said, “but if you just try it without complaint, I think you might like it better than you expected.”

“I think you might be right about that,” said Mari weakly, transfixed by the delicious sight before her. Her eyes slid down those juicy-looking legs, following the lacy panties as the one-time nurse daintily stepped out of them, placing the discarded garment on the bedside table.

“Enjoy your meal,” Cindy announced. Someone wolf-whistled at her from the open doorway, and she ignored it. Mari, however, stretched out her tail and, for the first time in days, slithered onto the floor.

"Miss, you really should be staying in bed," Cindy protested, but Mari put a finger to her lips, shushing her.

"Telling me what to do is a job for nurses," the naga said, drawing the privacy curtains closed around the bed.
"Being yummy and nutritious is a job for food."
She began winding her tail slowly around the naked woman, feeling her tremble ever so slightly at the predatory touch. Mari leaned in close to Cindy's ear and whispered, "Nurse...food...can you guess which one you are?"

"Food," the young woman said firmly, accepting her new role willingly. She offered her hands to Mari, who placed them in her suddenly-widening mouth. The nigh-starving naga slurped up the milky flesh with great speed, too hungry to take her normal, slow time eating. Cindy stood bravely still, even though her resolve was fading rapidly to fear. However, when a sudden lunge trapped her head inside the hot, sloppy-wet confines of Mari's throat, she couldn't help but let out a small "Eek!" of surprise.

Cindy was getting kind of scared now. Yeah, she'd always enjoyed seeing and thinking about vore. That was why she agreed put her name down on the "volunteer food for patients" list, but she hadn't expected to be called up for that so quickly! Her hands and wrists were forced through a tight sphincter into an open area. The stomach!
Meanwhile the hot mushy walls of Mari's gullet pulsed around her, squishing over her breasts and head and soaking hair. It felt wonderful, but wasn't enough to counteract the claustrophobic feeling rising in her chest; Cindy felt her head being forced into her former patient's stomach and opened her mouth to scream...

Only to let the scream gurgle away into a hoarse moan of pleasure. Now that she could feel meat starting to fill her belly, Mari had slowed down a bit and began savoring the girl in her mouth. Sadly the breasts were already beyond the reach of her tongue (she could feel those plump orbs bulging out her neck as they went down), but Cindy's torso was almost gone, leaving her still-dripping pussy in easy range.
Mari's long pink tongue plunged forward, deeply penetrating her meal's sex, tasting every crevice of her most private (and flavorful!) place. This had the unintentional effect of calming the ex-nurse down, and with an orgasm to send her on her way, she was soon nothing but a pair of legs sticking out of a naga's mouth.
Then not even that.

Cindy was a fetal ball of meat, squashed upside down in the belly of a serpent-woman. On the outside, she was visible as a lovely smooth bulge in the abdomen of Mari's human half. The naga girl herself smiled contentedly, licking her lips to catch the last flavors of Cindy in her mouth. She stretched, yawned, and flopped backward onto her bed. After a moment, she prodded the lump of meat inside her.

"Hey, Cindy?" There was a pause before the muffled reply came.

"Yeah, what is it?" Mari began gently rubbing her abdomen as she spoke, feeling the tense girl in her gut relax under the touch.

"Cindy...well, I guess I shouldn't be calling you Cindy anymore. My mom always told me not to use a name for food. But anyway, I couldn't help but notice that you got kinda scared going down," Mari said. She could feel her dinner nodding, and continued, "Currently, you're in my first stomach. It's the more human-ish of the two that I have, and is used for digesting any plant-based things I might eat. Can't do a thing to animals, except give a really nice massage."

"I guess it does feel pretty nice," Cindy admitted.

"Yeah, so the point is that I can also vomit things out of that stomach at-will," Mari went on. "I'm not in good shape right now, and while normally it's nice to have prey squirming in my gut, I can't handle that right now. If I'm going to move you along to my tail stomach, the one I use to digest pretty girls like you, I'll need you to go there willingly and stay as still as you can for me."
The naga girl smirked wryly.
"In a way, you're kind of lucky I'm not fully recovered, 'cause normally my food doesn't get a second chance like this. If you want, I'll cough you up now, you can get dressed, bring me some crappy hospital dinner, and go on with your life like nothing happened. Or..."

Mari wrapped part of her tail around her own belly, squeezing just a little.

"You can agree to let me move you along into my tail. Feel that? Pressing against you through the stomach wall? That's where you'll go. And you'll love every second you spend in there...but you won't come back.
"So what is it? Do you go, or do you stay?"

More softly, Mari said, "Please, say you'll stay. I'm so hungry...please."

Cindy thought about it for a moment, then said, "you can keep me. Just...please..promise me it won't hurt."

"Oh, my poor sweet supper," Mari cooed, "it won't hurt a bit. It will be wonderful, a world of warm, soft muscle, gently kneading every inch of your nutritious body. You'll cum and cum and cum till you're so tired you fall asleep, and while you sleep my busy tummy will digest you down to calories to keep me happy and healthy and alive. I promise, you'll be glad you chose to be my food."

With that, Cindy found herself being pulled, hands-first into a tight tube, much like the throat, only hotter and more humid. When the muscles around her forced her tender breasts into the tube, she nearly came on the spot, so wonderful was the stimulation. Time lost its meaning to the young woman as her meat settled into her devourer's stomach. All she cared about was how wonderful she felt; it was as if every inch of her body was as sensitive as her clit and was being stimulated in exactly the right ways.
Even so, she did her best to hold still, not wanting to bother the lovely naga who was delivering these feelings to her.
"I am truly nothing but meat now," she thought to herself. "But that is good! I should be meat; all meat has to do is feel good and digest well."
With that, Cindy focused all her efforts on those two tasks, determined to do them well.

Outside, Mari heaved the girl-laden portion of her tail onto the bed and stood there a while, panting. Eating humans was hard work, though the combination of food, sex, and shared enjoyment made it well worth the effort, even on the occasions when she had to hunt down unwilling meals.
She smiled and reached out to stroke one of Cindy's breasts through the skin of her tail.

"Thank you," she said, happier than she'd been since before being diagnosed with cancer. She glanced up at her calendar, and say that Cindy had written in feeding dates for the rest of her stay at the hospital. Four more delicious, willing girls...

Mari squeezed her upper body onto the bed next to the form of Cindy, squirming gently in her flesh tomb, and hugged her close.

"You know, you were right," she told the orgasming meat in her gut. "I think I will enjoy hospital food!"

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