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First pred POV thing I did. The only one, too? Or at least, a specifically-pred one.

Also, don't go listening if you don't like digestion, there's a good bit of meanness in here when the prey starts pleading and complaining about the burning and stuff. Just letting you know so nobody hears something they don't want to or something.

Anyway. Synopsis:
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0:00 - You're out in the woods, walking your normal loop of the forest to see if you can find anything good to eat. You've not had to stoop to eating berries and fish, but you might have to if you can't find something soon. The hunger pangs are getting unbearable, and your stomach won't shut up sometimes. Like now.
0:14 - A sudden wind blows in from the north. You sniff a few times, hoping to catch a scent of someone else in the woods.........but as the wind dies down, you have nothing. Your stomach grumbles. You continue walking.
0:28 - Another gust of wind, stronger this time, blows around you, so you sniff.....sniff, wait! That's something! A Khajiit, by the smell of it. Or just a wild cat. Either way, you quickly adjust your gear and take off running towards the source, eyes ever on alert for something moving, you can see a small stream in your way so you take a flying leap!...
0:42 - As you land, you hear someone hear you. Perhaps you were a bit too anxious to get food. You duck down and start creeping into the bushes as footsteps approach your position. At least you can see your prey now, it's a it's a female Khajiit, dressed in simple fabric clothes. Your stomach already seems to be thinking about how easy it'd be to digest them, and won't quiet down. She stops a small ways away, peering into the woods on the opposite side of the stream.
1:03 - You quickly burst out of your hiding spot and sprint towards her, and she turns to see your approach too late, staring at the unhinging jaws in front of her with horror and letting out a scream as you introduce her head to your maw. She tastes wonderful, the fear keeping her frozen, only able to give a short question.
1:08 - You slurp up the pooling saliva around her head, and she seems to understand now what you're doing. As you bend over to swallow over her shoulders and chest, she only twitches against you, trying to pull away with each gulp. Though she's cursing you, you sweep her legs up above your head and chug her down like you would a tankard of ale, gulping ringing in your ears.
1:19 - With a final gulp, her weight pulls her thrashing tail inside, and she lands heavily in your gut, sealed in without any further trouble. You sigh, then belch out a few pieces of fur. The Khajiit moves about inside your gut, feeling at the walls, making slight bulges as she shifts about inside the thick chyme left over from other meals that never made it out of your gut.
1:32 - "You're not getting anything from me." she growls, before calling for help. Maybe she thinks you're planning on extorting her? No such luck, you just want a meal. Course, soon as the stomach starts rumbling around her, she's much more complacent. Or maybe it's the digestive process. You can see your stomach shifting about, the thinly-stretched skin letting you listen as the Khajiit shifts and squirms in the growing digestive muck. Sucks for them.
1:49 - Another slight belch slips out of your mouth, taking away more of the Khajiit's oxygen and leaving her with the stinging stomach air to breath. With her fate starting to show herself, she goes from threatening you to plain calls for help. You know these woods, though, there's not going to be much around to help her.
1:58 - As the acids readily soak through her clothes and fur, she starts pounding on the stomach walls in protest, slamming her fist against your gut. You're used to such abuse, so it doesn't hurt you (much) or make you feel sick, rather it just encourages your stomach to work all the harder.
2:11 - She yells out as the acids start to work at her skin, thrashing wildly in a vain attempt to make you puke. You can give her credit for the squirming, but she's still hardly going anywhere. More frantic punches from the balled-up form in your stomach, which stirs up a nice bit of air.
2:22 - You let out a rolling belch, along with several acid-singed bits of fur. With any breathable air being used up, and exhaustion settling in from all of the squirming, she has to take a break. At this point, she's started losing feeling in some of her extremities, her softened body slowly dissolving into mush. She seems to be breathing less, too, each breath getting harder to draw. It's hard to hear her over the gurbling groans of your stomach, but even if you wanted to let her out, your starved stomach has likely damaged her beyond repair at this point. Nothing to do but let her pass.
2:58 - Your stomach goes still, and you can hear the occasional, muffled cracking noise as the Khajiit's body is further broken up, bones cracking as they're worn down and splintered by your stomach's relentless churning. Your stomach slowly shrinks down as the Khajiit is compressed and churned and compressed again, bulges losing definition until you're left with a low-hanging, sloshy gut. Still working hard, yes, but much less resistance from within. Muuuuuuch less.
3:20 - Feeling some harder bits poking you from the inside, you get on your knees and steady yourself on the ground, pushing gently at your stomach to coax some things up. Better now than later. A few wads of slimy gunk start traveling up your throat, until you open wide and expel them onto the grassy ground with a belch. A second belch gets rid of some straggling bits. You can see fur, teeth, fabric, and some bone fragments, stuck inside a mess of stringy meat and juices. Now you sorta know what Khajiit have to deal with when they get furballs.
3:36 - You get back to your feet, stomach still idly working, and go back to walking, though at a slower pace than before, your stomach sloshing downwards with each step. This'll keep you fed for some time, for sure, better than any wild game. You'll have to keep letting out bits of air as they filter out of your stomach, but you don't mind tasting the Khajiit on your tongue again every once in a while. You walk onwards, full and satiated and kind of lazy. You'll find a place to sleep once you've gotten away from the pile of evidence behind you...

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