Xiao thought of the many battles he had faced. With the Yaksha that he considered as his siblings and after they had passed. This was not the noble end that he had expected. But did any of them truly anticipate when their time would come? Did Xiao foresee this conclusion and prepared the necessary measures to avoid it? Or was he like the rest of his brothers and sisters and charged headlong into death? With the exception that his end would be a lot less savory. To be tucked away in a weak human’s bowels. As processed meat to be condensed into vile feces. Once the fetid matter was robbed of its essence, the nutrition packed as the young woman’s hefty curves, then it would be ejected out in a bulky stream of brown liquid on the cave floor.

Xiao was uncertain if these despairing thoughts had aroused greater heat within him. As the acids had covered every square inch of him, slowly dissolving the muscular framework of even his erect penis, but it had inspired the adeptus to make one last move. With his last breath and remaining strength, the Yaksha had conjured his mask. The lining of the stomach did Xiao no favors with how tightly it wrapped against his sloughed off face. As the rough features of his mask was forced against the fragile aspects of his skull. To make room, he felt parts of his jaws and orbit crack. But it was worth it for a tool that he used to assist in slaying many demons. One that Xiao hoped would free him of his current predicament. The stomach walls seemed to shudder in fear. As if it sensed the shifting of wind in the slivers of spaces available in the tight prison. The adeptus felt his chamber rumble and shake as the demon-slayer mask for his acid-scathed face like a glove. The process further depleting his health, but it was the only and last thing that he could do within these chambers that began to churn with greater ferocity. Unlike any that had preceded these walls before. The Yaksha fully believing that it was an effect of his ability and not realizing…

BBUUUUAAAUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRUUUUUURRRRRPPPPP

…that it was the final muscular clench expelling gaseous fumes. An invisible bolus Zhiqiong had been trying to belch out for the past minute. The big release of air had sucked up the last of the recycled gastric atmosphere and with it the mask of the acid-sodden individual. Xiao was well and truly without any measures left as the mask that he had imbued his powers with traveled up the esophagus with the gaseous bubble. It flew out of Zhiqiong’s lips a short distance before plopping near the fine bulge of his phallus. The mask covered the layer of skin that tightly hugged one of his inner thighs.

Zhiqiong licked her lips as she relished the last taste that she would have of her adeptus meat. Thus, the young woman even savored the bitter tang of death and carnage that graced her lips. A perfect side dish as she watched her muscles clench down on the outline of her prey. Now a nondescript figure with barely any features. The adventurer watched the patch of skin, adjacent to the shrinking shoulder indents, pull in and out. The final futile breaths of the meat as his outline began to break down. Zhiqiong flexed her left socked leg into the pannus of the underside of the tummy. She clenched her toes in delicious ecstasy as the warm electric waves of dopamine induced gastric pleasure spread throughout her being.

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My first collab project featuring the anemo adeptus who unfortunately ended up on a one-way trip through the digestive tract of adventurer ZhiQiong. The caption is part of the associated story written by  Fatedmeal The story has been posted on his page: https://aryion.com/g4/view/859215
The art was drawn by  ExpPerfect

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