“Ugh, this is just not my day, is it ?” Agent Defyn complained, clearly having trouble believing how unlucky she must have been to get in a situation that would greatly affect how her current mission would end, despite starting on solid bases.
 
For further context about how she ended up in that situation, Defyn had been assigned to a new mission a few days ago.
According to the notes she had cautiously taken during the briefing, the mission was relatively simple, consisting in tracking and catching a scientist that went under the name of Janet Tiptree, a geneticist that worked at Eden Corporation and whose attempts at bringing certain species back from extinction without supervision resulted in many deaths when one of her creations broke out of its containment cell and took ten lives before being ultimately terminated, resulting in the scientist being immediately fired.
The mission briefing also mentioned that the US branch of the corporation was beginning to suspect that Janet took some samples with her and that latest reports stated she was hiding somewhere in Queensland, north-eastern Australia.
 
 
All Defyn had to do was head to Australia and locate the mad scientist, whom she suspected would resume her activities and potentially plot revenge on Eden Corp, capture her for authorities to deal with the issue, and in case things went wrong, the agent was granted authorization to resort to lethal methods should that become necessary.
The first half of the mission went smoothly, mostly because of her experience in the matter.
It was not the first time the agent had to deal with rogue persons on the runs, and nearly every time did she succeed in having neutralized the threat they posed or getting the data her superiors were needing, “nearly” being the key word, especially after how one of her previous missions ended.
 
 
As it turned out, Defyn was blessed, or cursed, depending on one’s point of view, with an outstanding memory, and more often than not did that memory of hers play tricks in her mind.
But the memory of having been eaten whole and alive by an anaconda was definitely something that would not be fading anytime soon, if ever, much to her embarrassment.
She remembered every detail, every minute of it, from the moment the snake tripped her to her improvised vacation and massage session inside its stomach as it slowly digested her, not to mention the feeling provided by the reptile trailing its mouth up her curvaceous body and softly nibbling on her juicy rump and breasts.
The mere idea was more than enough to make Defyn blush and crave for a similar experience to happen again during her new mission.
In fact, this moment had led her to discover that not only she was into the act of being eaten and dominated by animals she once viewed as lowly, but that experiencing her hidden fantasy firsthand was even better than it was cracked up to be.
 
However, the woman knew better than letting her professionalism fly out of the window, given that she was coming after a scientist that most likely wanted to let the dinosaurs rule the Earth again, starting with Australia, and the agent had more than sufficient knowledge to figure out that should this scheme succeed, this continent would become more dangerous than it already was and go through unprecedented ecological disasters that would make the rabbit invasion, which has been going on for more than two centuries, seem like a cheap joke.
 
Case in point, she had come a long way from Brisbane and rented a pick-up van before driving towards the signal located by the GPS signal, which ended up leading her all the way to the Cape York Peninsula, said signal hailing from somewhere near Lakefield National Park, sometimes prompting her to stop by a few gas stations.
After all, driving all the way from Brisbane to Port Douglas sure consumes its fair share of gas and can cost an equally fair share of dollars, much to Defyn’s growing annoyance.
 
 
That day, after departing from Port Douglas with enough gas to stop by Laura, a town located near the alleged source of the signal, Defyn drove all morning long, following the directions indicated by the GPS and solely focusing on the fact she was getting closer to reaching her goal.
 
 
Later
 
 
“Oh come on ! I am not even that far !” Defyn exclaimed in frustration, slamming her fists onto the steering wheel as the pick-up she had rented finally ran out of gas.
Worst thing was the fact she was not that far from the rural town of Laura.
“This just isn’t my day, is it ?” She scoffed while getting out of the van as she felt the need to stretch her legs after spending three quarters of the day driving all the way to complete her mission.
Standing by the van, the agent checked her tracking device and perceived the signal, which had grown in intensity and further betrayed Tiptree’s position, prompting Agent Defyn to chuckle.
“At least, this means the mad scientist is not too far away. Might as well try a stealthier approach then” she spoke to herself, now stepping away from the vehicle and heading straight up to the nearby national park.
 
However, as she strayed further into the wilderness, the woman could not help but feel the scorching sun do its job and cause her to sweat with every step she took, although the afternoon reached its later stage by that point.
Of course, her outfit, which consisted of her trademark black shirt-leotard hybrid and her black thigh-high stocking-like boots, did nothing to help.
“I know black is the regulatory color, but seriously, for a mission in one of the hottest places on Earth ?” Defyn thought, almost complaining as her black outfit simply absorbed heat to the point it started hurting a bit.
Thankfully for her, after what felt like an hour or two, the air around her slowly but steadily cooled down thanks to a fresh breeze the agent opted to enjoy while it lasted.
As time ticked by, Defyn stopped by a lake and sat on a nearby log, feeling exhausted by the heat she had to endure and the long trip, be it via the broken down vehicle or on foot.
 
 
Normally, she would have sat here for around a quarter of an hour before getting back on track and carrying on with her mission, but the exhaustion came with a small sense of relaxation as she observed the lake.
In fact, the longer she stared at the waterspot, the more she felt tempted to take a dip in.
“Ah screw it !” She thought, no longer feeling at ease now that her leotard-shirt was drenched with sweat, which understandably did not give the most pleasant sensations.
Still sitting, Defyn proceeded to peel her thigh-high boots off her smooth, flawless legs, one after the other before wiggling her feet to further relax her articulations and allow them to feel some fresh air, which was honestly among the most relaxing feelings she could experience.
 
 
Standing back up, the agent started undoing her tie before unbuttoning the top of her outfit.
As soon as the top portion was unbuttoned, Defyn witnessed her gigantic breasts pop their way out and bounce a bit in the process, much to her embarrassment.
“Heh, while the color choice is questionable, gotta give them credit for taking such a parameter into account.” The woman said, feeling somewhat amused at how big her breasts were.
To her, it was nothing short of a miracle the organization, for whom she worked for, granted her some outfit that would even be able to contain her giant mounds, let alone keep them from bouncing free every time she made a swift move.
With such thoughts in mind, she slipped her sleeves off her arms before eventually letting the leotard slide down her bare, meaty legs.
 
“Phew, finally free” Defyn sighed, briefly stretching her arms while sweat flowed over her luscious body, “That being said, better wash that sweat off my body…”.
Given the close proximity between the log she sat on and the lake, the agent had little to no distance to travel until she reached the large body of water, soon dipping her toes in to test the temperature.
“Yup, definitely getting in here.” she added before bending down, her knees soon making contact with the refreshing liquid before her hands pierced the surface, scooping up a few handfuls of water before pouring said handfuls onto her nape, shoulders and face.
After all, not only would it help avoid getting a few sunburns but the dark-haired beauty would also get acquainted with the cooler temperatures.
 
With cool water now replacing the sweat that used to flow on her face and shoulders, Defyn stood back up and stepped forth into the water, each step bringing her deeper.
Her stride was not that fast as a cold shock response was the last thing she desired after having her rented van broken down and walking quite the distance by that almost unbearable heat.
Instead, her immersion was gradual in nature, a soft sigh of relaxation escaping her lips by the time her giant mammary globes came into contact with the water.
“Gosh, I really needed that.” the agent told herself, not minding her tits floating on the surface while she swam on her back, making great gestures to reach as far as possible.
She kept swimming for a little while, enjoying the local birds chirping and the apparent quietness surrounding this very place.
 
If things were quiet at the surface, the same could not be said underwater.
Beneath the spot where Defyn was swimming, small fishes were simply swimming and minding their business, searching food, feeding, and finding places to hide.
Soon enough, however, the critters swiftly scattered as they sensed a larger fish come around.
This newly-arrived creature was no ordinary fish, having a streamlined, rather robust body with a short, wide head. Its snout was flattened, with large nostrils divided into incurrent and excurrent openings by large, triangular flaps of skin.
With its large, elongated fins and five pairs of gill slits, there was little to no doubt the fish was a shark, a speartooth shark to be exact.
Speartooth sharks usually grew up to 8 feet and 5 inches long, but this individual was at least fifty percent larger, a strong indicator of its advanced age and its health.
 
Relying on electroreception rather than sight due to its kind being adapted to hunt in near-total darkness and murky waters, the beast had sensed Defyn’s very presence and the gestures she made.
The ability to detect electric fields generated by other animals helped the shark visualize what this new creature exactly looked like, and from what the beast saw, Defyn was definitely looking delicious.
With this parameter taken into account, the river shark began to silently stalk its new potential prey, staying at the bottom to avoid raising suspicions as she swam her way back to the shoreline, staying on the surface as her giant blubbers allowed her to remain afloat, thus slimming down the water-dwelling creature’s chances of getting a nicely-packed meal.
 
Before the speartooth shark could make its move, however, it sensed something even larger swimming towards the same direction.
Fearing whatever was approaching would end up killing it, the cartilaginous fish swiftly took a turn and dashed away from the area, giving up what was the only opportunity of getting a stacked woman on the menu…
 
Meanwhile, Defyn safely reached the lake shore, water running down her figure as she gradually emerged, completely oblivious to the fact she had just been stalked by a rare river shark.
“Man, I really needed this~” she said, sighing in relaxation as she felt herself having cooled down enough, back to her body temperature before walking under that heatwave, “Having said that, maybe I should have brought a towel along.”
Although feeling a bit relaxed, the dark-haired agent could not help internally scolding herself for not having anticipated enough of the situation to avoid forgetting a towel, which would have been of great help in order to dry herself up a bit.
That being said, she was all alone in a remote portion, with no one around for miles, so she could probably hang around the lakefront for a few moments.
 
 
Before she could reach the log she used to sit on before skinny-dipping, Defyn’s ears picked up what sounded like something splashing on the surface, followed by a low pitched yet booming growl.
This growling sound was enough to send a shiver down the agent’s spine, even though she was no coward.
Even if she was, the woman did not feel nor display any semblance of fear, on the contrary.
If anything, she wanted to see what caused these sounds, her imagination almost causing her to hope it was something big that could make a meal out of her.
The voluptuous lass proceeded to turn around, letting curiosity get the best of her, and froze in place.
 
Before her very eyes laid what was, in all likelihood, the biggest crocodile she had ever seen.
This majestic creature, which she correctly identified as a saltwater crocodile (Crocodylus porosus), had a dark, greenish-drab scaly skin, with a pale underbelly, and the most impressive feature was its extraordinarily large size.
From what Defyn knew about crocodiles, males were usually larger than females, and this one was exceptionally large, even by male standards, measuring up to seven meters and a half long, perhaps even more.
Judging by its impressive proportions, the agent had deduced this male crocodile was quite old, probably around his early seventies at the very least, but still pretty healthy.
 
Either way, the agent found herself unable to take her white eyes off the powerful reptile, watching as he walked up the lake shore before ultimately letting his underbelly come in contact with the wet soil.
A sigh of amazement proceeded to escape her lips as the mighty beast then opened its relatively large mouth, much to her own surprise.
“Wow… This is pretty big” she told herself as she peeked into the pinkish-pale mouth before turning her gaze down to her exaggeratedly large boobs, soon cupping them with her own hands to lift them up a bit, “though I doubt these things will fit entirely.”
 
With these words, Defyn bit her lip as she found herself in quite the dilemma.
On one hand, she knew she was supposed to carry out her mission, find and stop Dr Tiptree before the latter’s plans could come to fruition, not to mention the fact she was so close to attain her target’s current location.
On the other hand, there was something deeply compelling that manifested whenever she took a glance into the giant crocodile’s open mouth.
Despite trying her best to resist, the woman could not prevent the thoughts and memories of her previous encounter with a powerful reptile from forcing their way into her mind.
As a matter of fact, while her body was globally wet, the mere thought of having the crocodile taking out its primal need to feed and dominate onto her simply prompted her womanhood to leak with what most people would call the ‘love nectar’.
 
Defyn’s inner voice of reason and whatever remained of her sense of self-preservation both told her to resist her carnal urges and carry out the mission she was assigned to, but her heart and body basically yearned to feel whatever’s mouth glide and press over her luscious, nubile body, the internal walls pulsate and massage her into submission.
And every second that ticked by only made the desire grow stronger, instinct basically overwhelming reason itself.
Besides, if Tiptree successfully used the DNA samples to recreate the long-gone creatures that roamed Earth million years before man even learned how to make a tool out of fire, this would mean a lot more predators could widen Defyn’s array of options.
 
If truth be told, the (closeted) voraphile Agent Defyn grew curious regarding how it would feel to be eaten whole by a dinosaur, and let us be honest, a certain amount of scenes from a certain cinematic franchise had come to play quite a role in this.
Until then, the crocodile would do the trick, which proved to be just as thrilling for the busty lass since her soon-to-be predator technically shared common ancestry with the bipedal creatures she secretly fantasized about.
 
Eventually, the dilemma proved to be more than the agent was remotely able to bear, and instinct took the commands, eclipsing any semblance of reason and dignity.
“Gah, fuck it, I can’t wait any longer” the woman declared, eventually deciding to seize the chance and become the meal of a lifetime for the powerful reptile lying down in front of her, “c’mon buddy, dinner is served !”.
 
With these words, Defyn then proceeded to kneel down in front of the giant crocodile, eagerly biting her lip before bending over and reaching out to the creature’s powerful jaws.
 
As far as the beast was concerned, he was somewhat surprised to see the agent was not afraid of him and that she was clearly intending to feed him with her body.
Not that the male crocodile would complain, though, given the fact he was feeling peckish after digesting a small kangaroo he ate a couple months prior.
Sensing Defyn’s willingness, the crocodile kept his jaws open and let the agent land one of her hands on his somewhat squishy yet immobile tongue, his taste buds now sampling her peculiar flavor.
In fact, this crocodile was also considered a man-eater, having eaten a careless hiker that wandered too close to the water in the past, but even this hiker could never rival Defyn’s taste.
 
Stroking the tongue, Defyn then eagerly ran her hands towards the closed throat entrance, pressing her fingers onto the fleshy rims in an effort to tantalize the seemingly lazy reptile into getting to work.
“Go on, big guy, I’m all yours~” She said, soon lying down onto her belly and pressing her huge mounds of flesh onto the ground before triggering the crocodile’s peristaltic response.
The latter then promptly closed his jaws shut on her arms all the way to her elbows, the tip of his snout dangerously close to her scalp.
“Hey, easy dude, you don’t have to be that hard, I just want to be eaten whole, not torn apart.” the dark-haired lady added as she felt her captor’s teeth poking onto her inhumanely whitish-pale skin without piercing it.
 
 
Now certain that his grip was all good, the powerful predator proceeded to open his mouth and toss his head forth, opening his throat entrance and taking advantage of the momentum as Defyn’s hands slid effortlessly into the pulsating conduct while her vision was slowly replaced with teeth and the inside of his greedy mouth around her.
“Alright, let me give you a hand, pal~” the agent said, soon using her feet and pressing the soil beneath them to propel herself further into the crocodile’s mouth, slightly huffing in eagerness as her arms were kneaded by the throat’s relentless walls.
The woman’s gesture triggered another peristaltic response and another smack of its jaws that sent her even deeper, her head and shoulders soon being surrounded with the dark, humid esophagus’ walls while her giant tits were scooped up by the predator’s lower jaw.
 
The crocodile soon made an attempt at bobbing his head back and forth, only to have some difficulties fitting his prey’s ridiculously large mammary mounds into his mouth.
The hiker he snatched in the past was already somewhat gifted by genetic lottery, but Defyn was most certainly built different, and each attempt he made at taking her generous chest into his throat only resulted in his lower jaw smacking onto the fat blubbers, the lower teeth poking into them without drawing any drop of hemoglobin and causing Defyn to let out a soft gasp.
The agent did not feel any semblance of pain, nor did she display it in any fathomable way, on the contrary.
As a matter of fact, she kept wriggling and attempted to use her arms to pull herself further into her predator’s digestive tract, moaning louder with every slam of the creature’s powerful jaws onto her torso while the seemingly motionless tongue simply lubricated her breasts, further adding to her arousal.
 
 
‘F-fuck… Had I known I’d be so aroused, I’d have kept one hand down here.” Defyn complained, seemingly frustrated at her inability to ease down the heat that has been building up in her womanhood, feeling some fluids leak out of her genital slit.
Though she didn’t have long to mind this somewhat minor inconvenience as the crocodile kept lavishing her plentiful chest with attention and a clear determination to scarf them down, much to the agent’s pure delight.
She appreciated every second of it, letting herself get dominated by such a primal creature with equally raw, primal urges that gave little to no damn about her pleasure, only interested in taking the huge piece of meat she was and sending her into his awaiting stomach, where she and anything that was included in the predator’s diet belonged.
 
Out of reflex, Defyn kicked her legs in delight, her feet smacking on the wet soil as she lunged forth, basically begging the beast to take her as she loudly moaned through the tight confines of his throat before eventually seizing up as her genital area violently expelled her pussy fluids, the relentless assault on her breasts having caused the agent to reach her first climax.
As the woman fell limp from her post-orgasm bliss, merely emitting muffled groans and gasps, her devourer took the opportunity and smacked his jaws a few more times onto her torso before finally managing to engulf them, one after the other and pulling them into the tight confines of its throat.
 
“W-well… I was beginning to wonder if you’d actually manage~” Defyn mumbled, blushing and wiggling inside the crocodile’s throat, genuinely enjoying the latter’s complete dominion over her as the throat walls eagerly bombarded her large breasts with pleasure while a few more bites began sending her deeper, sending sparks of delight zapping through her figure on the way down.
“Looks like my doubts were unjustified, to say the least~” She added, almost instinctively bucking her hips as the crocodile’s jaws were reaching the second most prominent obstacle he would meet on his way to demote Defyn from a skilled agent to a huge piece of food destined to be sent into his awaiting stomach.
 
 
Another peristaltic response caused the willing agent to go deeper as she began moaning again upon feeling the throat walls relentlessly quivering around her upper body, sending jolts of pleasure zapping through with each pulsation.
To add more spice, the crocodile began softly biting onto Defyn’s large rear, his teeth poking her skin hard enough to amplify her arousal and make her build up some heat inside her once more.
“O-ooooh~” she moaned, enjoying every single time the massive reptile smacked his upper jaw onto her butt, each impact sending her deeper, much to her absolute bliss.
 
Eager to be sent even further down, the agent willingly used her legs in an attempt to propel herself forwards while sensually moaning and bucking her hips up and down to make her ordeal all the more intense.
The giant crocodile then raised his head and slammed his jaws harder onto Defyn’s ass, eliciting a surprised squeal from her while taking his sweet time savoring his prey’s scrumptious rear.
As a matter of fact, the main reason time was the least of the male crocodile’s worries was because he knew he would eventually take all of his prey’s tasty frame down.
After all, he managed to conquer Defyn’s gigantic breasts and that ass of hers should not be that much of an issue, as thick as it was.
 
Either way, it was not too long until the agent moaned loudly, her sounds of ecstasy barely muffled by the pulsating fleshy walls surrounding her upper half as she violently squirted again, having gotten another orgasm.
Momentarily tensing up during the sweet ordeal, the woman allowed the crocodile to smack his jaws one final time onto her rear before a peristaltic response sent it down his throat with ease thanks to her pussy juices, along with the saliva the croc produced, lubing her rear and groin up.
 
Feeling completely blissful, Defyn did not bother trying to move much and simply sighed softly as the saurian smacked his jaws onto her thighs, every impact sending her further down his throat.
“F-fuck… You r-really -oh- know how to -hnf- make a woman h-happy~” She said, merely recovering from her heavy orgasm while letting herself be kneaded by the tight, narrow confines of her devourer’s throat, each pulsation bombarding her with delight.
 
Having conquered the agent’s generous assets, the crocodile had no problem swallowing her legs, raising his head again to aid himself with gravity and sending them deeper with each impact produced by his mighty jaws in a matter of minutes, until only her feet remained, sticking out and merely curling up with euphoria.
Soon enough, the beast clamped his mouth shut over Defyn’s feet and eventually swallowed, sealing Defyn’s much anticipated fate.
 
 
INSIDE THE STOMACH
 
 
 
As big as the crocodile was, his body structure made it impossible for Defyn to take too long until she reached the stomach, her hands and arms being the first to plop into the gastric cavity, which was more spacious than the tight esophagus through which she was traveling.
 
Still, the agent did not have that much room, not enough at least for her arms to actually spread, leaving her with no other choice than let the much more powerful throat muscles propel her forth, such pulsations leading to her head to pop into the gastric chamber she mentally called home, soon followed by her gigantic tits, her nipples hardening once again as they made contact with the quivering walls of flesh surrounding her.
 
The woman soon felt herself being propelled further into the stomach with a few more peristaltic responses from the predator, much to her no-longer-concealed joy.
“F-finally ! Now this was totally worth taking a dip in that lake” Defyn declared, enthusiastically letting herself be forced into a fetal position as the stomach walls kept quivering around her luscious body, sending jolts of delight spark through her frame while she got herself comfortable.
And she ought to be at ease inside the saurian’s now-bulged out stomach, for there was no way she could ever escape, though it was abundantly clear she did not want to do so in the first place.
 
She knew her place in the food chain. The very idea she’d become nothing more than a huge piece of meat always excited her since she got consumed by that giant snake back in the Amazonian rainforest, and such excitement reached new levels when it dawned on her she would be digested alive over the course of days.
And what’s more, the woman knew damn well how powerful a crocodile’s gastric acids could be, for she had looked up enough stuff on the Internet to know that her predator’s stomach was so acidic, not even her bones would remain once he was done with her.
 
While experiencing such macabre knowledge first hand would be pretty horrifying for anyone else, at no point did Defyn feel any semblance of atavistic dread, instead feeling her arousal rising higher than before, leading her to run one hand down towards her genital clit in an effort to play with herself.
After all, the agent soon figured that if she was to spend her last moments inside her gastric grave, she might as well enjoy herself all the way through.
 
The next day
 
 
The crocodile remained on the lakeside, in an almost completely lethargic state from having eaten a hefty meal such as agent Defyn, the air displacement caused by the latter’s regular wriggling inside its stomach resulting in the pressure building up to the extent it forced him to let out a loud, satisfactory belch.
 
Speaking of the devil, Defyn was basically drifting in and out of consciousness thanks to the dwindling oxygen levels she had consumed during her multiple masturbating sessions inside her fleshy coffin, the quivering walls lulling her with the rhythmical pulsations they performed while covering her voluptuous frame with a first layer of harmless gastric fluids.
As a matter of fact, the stomach was merely tenderizing her in order to make it easier for the much more aggressive digestive enzymes to kick in and do their job.
 
Unbeknownst to either of them, the reptile has been observed for a little while, having sparked someone’s interest.
Concealed behind some bushes, a woman in her thirties, sporting dark-brown hair styled into a ponytail, yellow eyes and wearing a black bodysuit under black tactical pants and a shirt that was forced open by solid E-Cup breasts barely contained within said bodysuit, closely monitored the situation.
The woman, who also sported a clean scar running through her left cheek, had watched Defyn willingly surrendering to the powerful crocodile and let him eat her whole and alive, which led the observer to listen to the muffled yet audible moans escaping the slutty agent’s lips, and she would be called a liar if she said she wasn’t turned on and tempted to join the agent herself.
 
However, she also had a task to accomplish.
Still observing the crocodile in order to make sure he didn’t budge while digesting his slut of a prey, the woman proceeded to take out her tactical phone and dial a number before placing the device against her ear.
 
“Hello ? Wheatley to Boss.” She called, keeping a frighteningly collected tone as she knew the importance of her call and how her boss hated being randomly called except if it meant receiving important information, “Remember our past discussion ? I think my unit and I have found the solution against this mercenary who keeps meddling in our business. I will send the proof directly this instant. Wheatley over.”
 
 
After hanging up, she proceeded to take a picture of the sleeping behemoth before sending it to her boss’ mailbox.
“Now, this Blackstar won’t be a bother for much longer.” Wheatley said, smirking nefariously before turning to her unit and using sign language to tell them to proceed with containing the crocodile and prepare him for transportation…