Of all the things that Elis could have said to Demitria, he just had to say that the best gift she could give him was herself. He should have seen this coming, really; her nose was buried in his navel or his chest even more often it was buried in one of his books, and she made no secret that she enjoyed listening to his tummy while it worked down a meal, whether it was still squirming or not. Oh, if only he had connected the dots, perhaps he would have been a bit more careful about his phrasing when she popped the question of what he wanted for the gift-giving associated with the end of the year.

All that he meant was that he wanted her company. That, more than any material gift, was what the holidays were really about, however much the store-owners wanted to take advantage of that to sell their wares. Not that Elis was one to turn down a gift; he just understood that holidays have always come before the gift-giving traditions, not after. For this reason, he hoped to assuage the worries that Demitria held that she wouldn't be able to get her hands on a gift that truly showed his appreciation for him. That was when he said the fateful words.

"Demi, dear, having you is a much more meaningful gift than any trinket."

No later did the clock strike midnight on that special holiday that a giddy Demitria stuffed her breasts into the arachne's mouth, a surprise for sure; one that his sleep-grog made him too slow to react to until she had pushed every inch of boob-meat into his cheeks, at which point he was too late to stop her. His sharp teeth grazed the plump flesh of her chest, making the admittedly delicious blonde quiver and moan with delight; but not enough to stop her.

Demitria wedged her hands between his lips and her tits. She winked at Elis, blew a kiss at him, and buried her head into her cleavage before pushing herself the rest of the way inside, kicking her legs into the air. Gravity aided her journey down. Most of her weight was in those fat tits of hers, and they squished so readily, fit so easily into the big spider boy's throat, that it pulled the rest of her along without Elis even having the chance to swallow. Swallow he did, though, finding the girl's flavor to be simply irresistible. Through all the kisses they shared, all the ways they had explored one another's bodies, all the times he had given her a bath with his tongue, he knew she was delicious. But having her truly filling his maw and throat - and, of course, having Demitria take the plunge all on her own - finally removed the predatory inhibitions that had kept him from devouring her earlier.

With a nostril-flaring exhale, Elis pops the lowest buttons of his coat, allowing his gut to expand, to hang out from the bulge Demitria made in his middle. Most of her body was rather slim and petite, but the spider boy's gut had two particularly large, round shapes pushing out and stretching his skin until it turned pink. Those were her breasts, heaving mounds of milk and fat that had drained Elis's own "milk" on more than a few occasions. The feeling of them pushing against his stomach walls, the sight of them utterly dominating the vaguely Demitria-shaped outline that his belly took, it stirred those familiar lustful feelings within him. Gods, he knew he had to get one last titfuck out of her before he melted her.

She settled in nicely within his gut. She only shifted a little, when the pressure of his squeezing stomach walls made some position more comfortable than another. Elis casted a minor spell to slow his digestion, keeping her nice and comfy within his warm, massaging belly walls while he went about his late-night business. It was peaceful, for both of them. And, in time, when she was sure Elis had time to calm himself back down from the rather intense surprise feeding she had given him, she popped the question.

"So! Enjoying your present~?"

Four simple words with her chest thrust forward got a chuckle out of the spider. Demitria earned herself a pat on the right boob through the squishy belly walls that marked her final resting place. "You're delightful, Demi dearest. I'll keep you around until...Hmm...How about the end of the day? Give you some time to think about if you really want this, and where you might want to go after my stomach does its work on you~?"

Demi giggled. His touch tickled her, and the rising pool of sloshing, bubbling acid made her skin so tingly and sensitive! "Ehe, actually, I've always wanted to be part of your chest? Get some nice, big boobs from me! Hopefully as big as mine, but I'd even be happy turning into some cute C-cups! Or, whatever that would be for a big spider like you~?"

Elis understood what she meant, and moved his hand to her head to give it a reassuring rub. "As you wish, dear."

"I don't mind if you wanna make me take a while, though!" Demitria added, as if somehow concerned he might change his mind and churn her then and there. "I mean...You probably want to get the most out of me while I last, riiiiight~?"

"You've read me like an open book!"

"Well, I learned from you, Mr. Librarian!"

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This is another quick comm from  RenHanasWife! This time, it features  DestinyLust's Demitria getting even more intimate with Elis than last time! I think it turned out just super cute~

He's a little surprised, but he loves his tasty big titty blonde snack gf, including how much of a snack she is! It only takes a little prodding for him to accept that she's a delicious meal~