A female Paolumu drifts aloft near the cliffs high in the mountains, oblivious to any danger. Suddenly, an Odogaron attacks and catches the bat-wyvern by surprise, flinging the hapless monster skyrocketing to the ground below. In a panicked effort to lessen its impact, the Paolumu spreads its body as much as possible, inhaling as much air as it can to expand its air-sac past its limits! Suddenly, she hits the ground with a loud SCHLRCK and a great THUMP. Startled, Pained, and above all else confused by the sudden intrusion up her rear, the Paolumu shrieks out.

A rustling from the bushes catches the attention of the bat as one of her large ears flick over, turning to see the stalking figure of the Odogaron! Ignoring the wiggling in her rectum, and the quiet, wet sssschllurp of the last of the intruder vanishing within her, she jumped to her feet and took to the sky in a panic. As she flew, she could feel whatever she had accidentally impaled herself on wriggling and writhing within her guts. It was rather unpleasant, not painful, but certainly very weird... Her powerful ears twitched and she could hear muffled noises of...a human? Oh dear. OH DEAR! NOT GOOD! SHE'S NOT A MAN-EATER! SHE CAN'T HURT HUMANS! THEY'LL HUNT HER DOWN AND KILL HER IF THEY FIND OUT SHE'D EATEN A HUMAN!!

Hastily, she returned to her nest and immediately got to work on trying to extract the stuck human. She pushed, heaved, and strained with all her might, yet no progress seemed to be made. She could feel her intestines clench down and push in waves, the tight walls conforming to the shape of the human tightly, yet when she released she felt the bulge travel BACKWARDS! Deeper into her! Was she making it worse by actively trying to push the human out?! Oh dear, okay. Yes, she probably was. Calming down, the Paolumu looked to her slightly rounder stomach and yawned. She'd been at that for nearly an hour and, coupled with the close-call with death, she was now exhausted. The human would probably slide out on their own if she stopped meddling with it... After all, that hole is supposed to push things out, not take them in! Right? Right...

The Paolumu sat down and toppled backwards, her rounded stomach wobbling slightly, the human within barely making any disturbance. If she couldn't feel the squirming, she wouldn't know a human was there... No one would... Hmm... Maybe if they don't come out... Maybe I'll be fine... All the extra weight she'd gained from gorging on berries and starfruit was finally paying off! Now, with an eased mind, the Paolumu drifted off to sleep to the sounds of a gurgling stomach and a squirming gut. Whatever happened to the human, she'd find out when she woke up...


Within the Paolumu's small intestine, Oishi squirmed and writhed, bound in rubbery, villi-covered walls that clung to her skin in a vacuum-sealed encasement. Even though the tract stuck to her face so tightly it filled her mouth when she opened it to TRY to speak, she could breathe surprisingly well. The air was extremely humid, though wasn't thin like most other creatures she'd been within. The air here was actually surprisingly breathable, albeit far from fresh. The sour smell of chyme, slurried food, and residue from the waste that passed through here hung in the air and clung to the walls, but it was still breathable. That being said, the smell was actually NOT all that bad, seemingly diluted due to the constant flow of air. It was like the guts were ventilated.

Oishi moaned and struggled against the tightly wrapped entrails, trying to inch her way backwards, but was lurched forward with another SLURP. This time, though, she felt her head press up against something solid. With another wave of contractions, Oishi was pressed against it harder, her head bending painfully into her neck for a moment before POP! She slid through, now being forced to curl into a small, pink sac where she was immediately slathered in a pool of slick fluid that waited for her. She knew what this was. This was its stomach. As she settled and the way she'd came was sealed, there was a mighty GRRWWOORGL that shook the organ as the walls pressed in, squishing against Oishi's skin and rubbing the slick-digestive fluids over her like a sensual massage with lotion or sunscreen. Her skin already began to tingle, and as she quivered with a mix of arousal and annoyance at the whole situation, she took a deep breath. Still all-too breathable, though now with a more acidic sting in the air, and the slowly more apparent smell of mouse girl.

Oishi sat back, beginning to rub her leaking pussy, and sighed. This was going to be a while, and she was going to feel every ounce of it because, unlike the Rathalos' stomach, she can breathe here. She plunged her fingers into herself and moaned. She may as well enjoy herself before it starts to hurt.

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Day 2 prompt done! This time with a story attached! THIS ONE TOOK SO LONG BECAUSE I WENT WAY OVERBOARD WITH HOW MUCH WAS ON THE PAGE!

Lesson learned! Going to stick w/ the initial 3-5 panel plan! I will try to include short stories that go w/ the pictures, though, because I think the extra context & content is super duper tasty :3

The poll for Day 3- Tzitzi-ya-ku is CLOSED! Thank you so much for the submissions! :D

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