What a weird little specimen she had found. Of all the strange things she had ever seen these humans want, this Ryou Bakura was the first one Pink saw who wanted to be eaten. Eaten. Swallowed down alive and whole. He grew so hopelessly aroused at even the mention of it that Pink couldn’t help but wonder if he could fully grasp what such an event would entail for him.

What could have gone wrong to make him like that? Maybe his limbic system cross-wired some vestigial self-preservation instinct with his pleasure center and resulted in this incongruous perversion of the customary human need to prolong their continued existence and breed. She could remember reading somewhere that the amygdala regulates both fear and sexual arousal in those weird little things.

At any rate, she found it adorable, really.

The little thing just sat in her lap, flustered out of his wits and getting his jeans all wet as she rolled her fingertip over his crotch.

“And what then after I eat you, huh? Aren’t you scared I could keep you down there for myself and never let you out? Or that maybe—” she paused and gave a nice pinch at the tip of his cock. “I could actually digest you for good once I’m tired of lugging you around?”

The boy shivered, her words and touches nearly driving him over the edge.

“Would you be okay with that? Disappearing forever inside me?”

Ryou bit his lips and turned his face to look at her, placing his hand over her finger and squeezing it between his thighs as if to tell her don’t stop. “Only if you can eat all of me.”

She could certainly pull it off. Her hard light abilities would make it easy peasy to swallow an entire human boy. She wondered if the little thing would regret its sick little urges once her sizzling stomach acids lapped at his skin and ate away his flesh.

He turned to face her on her lap, his hard cock grinding against the soft skin of her belly as he placed both hands over her shoulders and rested his chin against her breast bone, longingly looking her in the eyes.

What a curious little fellow this one was.

She grabbed him by the wrist and suckled at his fingers, her tongue sliding over the soft pads of each spindly digit as she tasted the saltiness of his skin. His fingertips wrinkled like cute little prunes as she savored them.

Ryou stuck his other hand into Pink’s mouth and grabbed at her squishy tongue before letting both stretched arms slide into the hatch of her gullet. The boy froze with anticipation as he dove face first into her mouth, eyes transfixed as his hands and forearms disappeared down her throat.

Pink puckered her lips around the boy’s defenseless body and felt him quiver as the contact tickled his armpits and sides. She slurped him in just a little before lolling back her head and hoisting her prey in the air, leaving his teensy legs to kick helplessly as gravity began doing its bidding.

Ryou twisted and squirmed, rubbing his cock against Pink’s wet, silky tongue as his body inched closer and closer to the gaping maw of sweet perdition. He closed his eyes as his face slid into Pink’s throat. His heart raced in his chest; there was no turning back now. He clenched his thighs around her tongue and bucked his hips, holding his breath and desperately trying to find some purchase to make the moment last. Pink pressed the tip of her tongue so tight against his crotch she flattened his ass against her palate. She licked and licked until the boy cried out, and the salty-sweet zest of pleasure kissed her taste buds.

Ryou felt his bones become jelly as the tingling warmth of his afterglow suffused his insides. He quivered slightly as his semi-hard cock slid along Pink’s tongue and down into her gullet. The tight aperture gripped and tugged at him from all sides. His outstretched arms could touch the bottom of her stomach. Then, with her lips halfway down his shins and only his two feet sticking out, it stopped.

“Oof, I believe this is as far as I can get you.” Pink lied through a newly materialized mouth, not really wanting to digest the young lad. Nor to let him go after fulfilling his terms, for that matter. “Shall I get you out?”

Ryou stood still as he lay wedged upside-down in Pink’s throat. On one hand, he felt kinda relieved that he wasn’t getting churned down to goop. Like, what was he even thinking? Putting himself completely at the mercy of this intergalactic overlord who could wipe him from existence with no repercussion, then promptly forget about it, and for what? Just to get off?

On the other, however, Ryou felt the tight embrace of Pink’s flesh enveloping him like a warm blanket, and then he thought of himself heading home with his clothes absolutely drenched in her drool, and he had a change of heart.

Pink grabbed him by the ankle and started to pull him out, but Ryou swatted off her hand with a kick.

“Oh?” she exclaimed in surprise.

Ryou strained to reach his arm a little further and grabbed hold of the bottom lining of her stomach. He pulled, and Pink watched incredulously as his shins resumed sinking into her mouth. She didn’t stop him. Ryou got hard again from the friction as he took the plunge down to Pink’s belly. He folded his arms under his chest to make himself narrower, bending his elbows as the rest of his body lowered into her stomach.

With Pink’s lips wrapped around his ankles, Ryou toed off the shoes from his sockless feet. His toes curled, and his feet shuddered a little as Pink pressed a finger against their soft, ticklish skin and pushed them in. Ryou let out a moan and came again as his pale, wrinkled soles disappeared into Pink’s gullet.

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Contented and filled to the brim, Pink sat down and reclined in her chair, her little guest tightly curled up inside her belly. My, my, what should she do with this one? She offered him a way out, and he recklessly cast his fate in her hands instead. Should she swallow her pride and let him out? Was she bound to keep him there forever? Or should she make good on her word and melt him into a puddle? A goopy Ryou puddle. She couldn’t help thinking that he kinda deserved it for putting her in a tight spot like that. Also that he would probably like it.

Decisions, decisions.

She closed her eyes and leaned her head. For now, she would just rest.

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I Commissioned the amazing Wolftacos (who's just joined eka's  wolftacos) to draw this stunning commission in celebration of my lovely friend and ever trusty beta Crystalcorvuwulf!

Thank you for being who you are <3

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