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Out in a green lush field a Chocobo stood, grazing on the grysahl greens under their feet, unaware of someone watching them from a nearby bush. In the small confines of the bush a white fur covered hand flipped a coin, it landing on an image of a Chocobos feathered rear.

“Sneak attack.”

Equipping themselves with a Chocobo Shield and Druid Mace they mentally prepared themselves before charging out the bush. Silently did they sprint out of sight of the Chocobo, it just enjoying its greens until it felt something jump on its back. In a panic the Chocobo began to flail, all the while the moogle holding on to dear life as he raised his Druid Mace in an attempt to swing it. Eventually with the right swing in gravity he was able to secure a clean bonk to the head of the Chocobo, stoping it in a daze and in turn throwing the moogle off them.

Dazed from the fall he was unable to look up quickly enough as the more unconscious Chocobo looses balance above him, it being too late as the Chocobo’s rear lands squarely on him. Neck craned down at an uncomfortable angle the Chocobo fell unconscious, all the while under their rear the moogle lay, arms splayed out as his mace and shield lay as flat as he is. The worst part of it all however is the flesh encompassing his face, Chocobo cloaca suctioned against his head.

Tightly did he keep his mouth shut as the slime around him smothered into him, able to feel the ripples grip onto him from within as the Chocobo subconsciously clenched from the foreign feeling bought upon by the moogle, making him start to worry as more of the flesh encompassed his head. Desperately not wanting to know how this would end he used the red spring skill, hoping it lands on him so he can attempt to quickly get out of his predicament, but unaware to him the box he had opened floating above them decided to be mischievous, applying the haste to the Chocobo, him only noticing when the clenching became rapid, effectively gulping his head in one pull before moving over his body, before he could even struggle half of him was already slid in.

With the ground preventing movement there was nothing he could do as his legs where effortlessly slurped up. Now fully encased In Chocobo ass he began to struggle, but due to the haste still being active all it helped was hasten his plunge further, he was barely able to grab onto the separation of the anus and womb as his upper half was being fed through the Chocobo’s bowels. Eventually the haste wore off and the clenching lessened, him still holding onto the nook of flesh as the insides attempt to correct itself, pushing and kneading at the poor moogle as he thinks or a way to escape.

Asking for help once more using his tinker ability he hoped this time it would actually help as he summons the ability once more, box not visible as it opens above the Chocobo’s. Giving a positive confirmation, only for the results to anything but that as the moogle froze in place, everything going stiff as his whole body stoped.

He could not believe what happened, his tinker ability, having not chosen a specific spring chose for him. He was now deep in a Chocobo with no way to move, and his stiff grip was loosening. Not even able to yell in frustration or a fickle cry for help his grip slipped, body gradually sliding in head first into the bowels of the beast.

“I should’ve stayed a thief!”

With his feet being the last thing out they where slurped up, lack of movement making it very slow. Within the moogle could only stare deeper within his confines as they swallowed him whole. For up to thirty minute he had to stay in place, being a living suppository until he could move again, though movement not bringing much as the tight confines constructed around him, only doing a few wiggles before tiring out. For hours he lay in the bowels, getting more humid by every hour, walls grinding onto him until the Chocobo awoke, abnormal clenching and shaking cluing the moogle onto it’s awakening. Opening his groggy, slime covered eyes he gave a weak little wiggle, starling the equally groggy Chocobo. The Chocobo gave a lazy look to her rear, feeling another small wiggle as it tilts its head in confusion.

The uncomfortable wiggling began arousing the Chocobo a little, tho it felt good she really wanted to release whatever was in herself. Spreading out it’s legs a little it began to push, the moogle beginning to feel the walls close around him even more, restricting movement as he felt himself be pushed out. First his feet, then his legs, but when he got to his torso it stopped.
The Chocobo stared at the legs dangling from her legs, then too the Druid mace and Chocobo shield on the ground under her, a flash of recollection came before the Chocobo quickly and abruptly sat back down. Starling the moogle as his body was forced back up the squeezing bowels, and to the surprise of the Chocobo made her ejaculate on the spot.

The Chocobo out of breath looked down to its wiggling gut, letting out a kweh in response to all the wiggling, the Chocobo actually enjoying it, made all the more sweeter that it was their attacker. Not knowing what to do with them the Chocobo decided that they where coming with them. Getting up the Chocobo began her walk back home, trying to think of how to punish the moogle more when they get back.

Trying for the last time he used his tinker skill, and once again it hit the negative. He didn’t even bother wanting to know what would happen as he gradually fell asleep.

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