The oppressively cramp and hot prison the two adventurers struggled inside was a far cry from the bed they awoke from just that same morning before setting out on their journey. Inside the great beast was a cacophony of organic noises, intestines gurgling, and the rhythmic beating of a heart the size of their own head. Just like every night before, it was fitting for the two lovers to embrace one another as their consciousness slips away one more time.

An easy meal was honestly a fortune he could typically count on traveling the main roads. Some fought, others ran faster than he cared to chase, but occasionally he would run across a satisfying meal as these two softskins. What started as a laughable fight pleasantly turned into prey accepting their role as prey. Skinning the two of their outer wrappings, he took his time fucking his fill with one while taking the slow luxury of swallowing his food whole.

The great lumbering barbarian finished his dinner, satisfied with not having to eat another trail ration. The feeling of movement resonated deep inside his gut. The two within were ironically thankful for the mercy of being together, but in truth the barbarian could have cared less who or what they were together. He dumped the tiny belongings out of their satchels, kicking away junk to scoop up anything that shined of value. Just as countless meals before them have been inside his merciless gut, the two lovers meant no more to him and his body than the meat they were made of. And by the time of sunset that day they would become irreversibly intertwined inside the beast that has already long forgotten about them.
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Just a quick and fun internal to kinda break an art slump I’ve been in lately! The character is actually loosely based off one of my favorite characters by  Ragnar <3

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