A male human standing at nine inches tall, somewhat tall for a miniature human, was sitting on the edge of a wooden dock, enjoying the view of the sunset as he relaxed, feeling the smooth, cool ocean breeze pass through his body. The human’s name was Dante; Dante had somewhat long, dirty blonde hair, and merely wore a red pair of shorts. Dante had a somewhat muscular frame, with prominent pecs, a faint six-pack on his belly, and firm, chiseled legs.
 
 
  Unlike most humans his size, Dante lived near the beach. The small human loved the feeling of the sand on his feet, and lived to swim. However, most humans found living on the beach to be quite treacherous, and instead moved to live in environments less populated with animals. Many types of birds, ready to catch any sort of prey they find on the ground, fish swarming the ocean looking for food, with Dante being conveniently mouth-sized for most of them. Dante even found himself fending off from a mouse one time, falling asleep on the sand and waking up with his lower body inside a hungry rodent’s maw. Dante was relatively confident in his skills of fending off predators, leading to him relaxing on the dock as the sun went down. Eventually, the sun slowly disappeared beneath the ocean, the sky slowly transitioning from a bold orange to a deep purple color.
 
 
“Well, I guess I should get going now, no need for me to stay any longer!” Dante commented to himself as he began to sit up. The small human started to walk off of the dock. Due to his size, getting off of the dock would end up taking upwards to half an hour. However, Dante was not particularly in any sort of hurry, he was proceeding down the dock at a leisurely pace.
 
 
When the tiny human reached near the end of the dock, he was stopped by a rather large pelican, which landed on the dock beside him. Of course, with such a large potential predator towering over him, Dante could not help but to be rather suspicious about what the bird was planning to do.
 
 
“Hmm, you better not get any ideas…” Dante muttered out, staring up to meet the pelican’s eyes. The pelican then turned his head away, seemingly losing interest in the human. Dante figured that pelicans weren’t particularly too smart, and their diet consisted too much of fish anyway, so he started to walk off of the dock again. However, just as the human was about to step off of the dock and into the sand, he could hear the pelican flapping his wings, and before he could respond, the pelican’s long beak snapped over Dante’s body!
 
 
The human instinctively closed his eyes as he heard the pelican’s beak snap over him, opening up his eyes to see that he was partially inside of the bird’s hungry mouth. The human’s entire, shirtless upper body was snapped into the bird’s beak, while his legs and feet were still helplessly dangling outside of the pelican’s beak again. He started to swallow once more, and as Dante’s legs slid into the inside of the pelican’s beak pouch, the human felt his shorts snag onto the pelican’s beak, and slide off as he was swallowed once more. As Dante’s shorts came off, the human fell down onto the pelican’s pouch.
 
 
“Awh, what the hell?” Dante fumed out, struggling to get a footing as the pelican’s wet, slippery pouch made him slide closer to the entrance of the bird’s throat. The human turned his body around, and started running his feet up the pouch, trying to climb his way to the pelican’s beak, so he could try to break out. However, the slope of the inside of the pouch proved to be too steep, forcing the human to fall on his stomach, sliding down the pouch once more.
 
 
Dante rested his body against the pouch for a quick second, despite the immediate danger of becoming the pelican’s food. As his naked body slid down the wet, slick pouch, Dante could feel his cock, previously completely flaccid, starting to instinctively harden as it rubbed up against the surface of the pouch. Distracted with the thought of being the pelican’s food, Dante did not notice his arousal, until he felt his cock throbbing against the pelican’s pouch.
 
 
“Agh, at a time like this? I knew I should’ve taken care of that before I went on this walk…” The miniature human lamented to himself, resuming his climb up the pelican’s pouch as he felt his feet graze against the hole leading to the hungry bird’s through. His arousal made climbing much harder of a task. Each time he gripped at the tissue making up the inside of the pouch, every time he pulled himself up, his shaft would rub up against the pouch as well. The pelican seemed to enjoy making Dante’s situation worse, as well. The bird constantly tried to swallow Dante, always sending his body down a few inches, while the pressure against his body and being momentarily submerged in the pelican’s saliva only helped to fire his cock up even more, his length now wildly throbbing up against the pouch as the pelican seemed to tease and play with it.
 
 
“A-aah…” Dante felt a groan escape his lips, and gripped at the bird’s pouch, lying immobile as the pelican continued trying to swallow him. “Hnng, s-stop that! I can’t concentrate!” Dante slammed his fist against the pelican’s pouch as the bird seemingly enjoyed his meal. From a combination of the surface of the pouch being so slick, and his arousal preventing him from concentrating, the rather handsome human started slipping, desperately trying to climb up to the beak as the slick surface worked against him.
 
 
After struggling to keep his meal down, the pelican decided to try and end the human’s struggling. The bird sharply tilted his head up, making Dante lose his grip and tumble further down into the pouch. The human squirmed and struggled as the pelican had tossed him around in the pouch, ending up with his body being pressed up against the entrance to the bird’s throat.
 
 
Dante, now practically lying on top of the throat entrance on his belly, stood to be larger than the entrance, preventing the pelican from simply swallowing and pushing him into his throat. However, the human’s legs and stomach were pressed against the entrance, resulting in Dante’s vulnerable length throbbing inside of the hole leading to the pelican’s throat
 
 
The warm, squishy walls of the pelican’s throat squeezed and pulsated around the human’s cock, squeezing at it just as it would with any prey. The warm, wet walls of the pelican’s throat provided for the perfect resting place for his member. The pelican’s strong, rhythmic swallows accompanied the overwhelming feeling of the throat, too. With each swallow pushed Dante up against the throat, resulting in his cock sliding deeper into the throat with a thrust-like motion. The pelican’s constant, forceful gulps forced the human to practically hump at his throat, and given the conditions, it was hard for Dante not to enjoy himself.
 
 
Seemingly caught in a trance, Dante’s hips started to rhythmically thrust in and out of the entrance, corresponding with the pelican’s gulps to get his cock as far inside of the bird as possible. Dante was already rather fast when he had some time by himself, but with the aide of the massive predator, Dante finished in merely a minute! Dante howled out in a state of deep pleasure as he finally came, depositing his proportionately large load of warm, thick cum down into the depths of the pelican’s body. And as Dante finished unloading himself into the pelican’s throat, he fell onto his back onto the bird’s pouch, immobile and vulnerable to the hungry bird. And with one last swallow, Dante’s lower body was pushed into the bird’s throat, and the rest of his body followed.
 
 
It took the human a moment to recover from his dream-like euphoria, and come to realize that the pelican was successful with his attempt to catch a meal. Like with his member, the pelican’s hungry throat pressed and squeezed against his body, quickly dragging him down as if he was nothing more than food to the bird. The bird’s throat did not struggle to pull Dante down, either; he was properly lubricated from his extended stay in the pelican’s pouch, both from the bird’s saliva, and his own sweat.
 
 
The trip down the pelican’s throat was too short to feel like it really happened to Dante. Although he had no experience with being eaten, he felt as if the throat was pulling him down at an alarmingly quick rate. Perhaps the bird was starving and he needed to get Dante in his stomach immediately. The human then felt the warm confines of the throat end, and he dropped into the stomach, falling into the pool of stomach acids waiting to get at him.
 
 
The stomach, although very tight around Dante, offered him enough space to sit and move around. Although the inside of the bird’s stomach was dark, the human noticed something rather peculiar about the color of the acids. He always imagined stomach acids to be bright green in color, but what he was digesting in seemed to be closer to a white color. Then, it clicked in his head!
 
 
“Awh, come on man, that’s just cruel! Using my own load against me like this…” Dante punched at one of the stomach walls, hoping to get some sort of response out of his captor. However, the bird did not respond, seemingly oblivious to the activities of his meal.
 
 
“You know, no one thought that I would end up snatched by a big, dopey bird like you! Never thought you’d violate me like that either!” Dante shouted out, taking his frustrations out by pounding on the stomach walls. “I always imagined, if I were to be an animal’s meal, I’d end up as a true apex predator’s meal, like maybe a bear, or even a lion! I could’ve gotten head from a lion, how great would that be…” The human lamented, resting his head against the inside of the bird’s gut. The stomach acids started to tingle and sting at his body, and from what he could see from underneath the liquids, his body hair was already dissolving in the hungry bird’s acids.
 
 
“Mmph, whatever, dude. Just put me to good use, I guess,” Dante groaned, closing his eyes as he waited for the bird to finally get his meal over with. The stomach acids would slowly rise over Dante, completely filling the tiny space with its digestive fluids. Dante was able to feel the fluids eagerly eating at his body, and by the time the human finally went unconscious, he felt as if his feet and legs were already gone down to the bone.
 
 
The acids continued diligently working away on its meal. Dante’s body completely dissolved in a matter of a half hour, and even his bones dissolved by the time the pelican had retired for the night. Now, nothing remained of Dante except for a small layer of fat on a pelican’s belly.