The skyield warrior could barely move within his tight wet squishy prison, he made several attempts to squirm while coughing out globs of acids and mucus that intruded his mouth but to no avail. Any movement he made was responded to by a hand pressing down on him from the outside accompanied by a mocking giggle.

The warrior could barely process the fact he was just eaten by a member of his own kind and couldn't fathom how this could have happened, he could also not stop thinking about how he'd die in humiliation and failure. After all this is what he had been training his whole life for since the day his grandfather handed down his sword to him as a hatchling, he spent years serving his clan's ranks against great beasts and hordes of foes, he had seen friend and foe fall and was celebrated as his clan’s best. When the day came he had to face down the self-proclaimed Empress Rive's ever expanding conquest it should have been his great moment of glory and honor.

His strategy was sound, his sword true, and his heart full of lust for battle. He fought through Rive's back ranks until he looked at the deranged conqueror in the eye and rushed in for the kill, but right before his sword could slice Rive's head from her body he was caught in a strange magical field. The warrior then noticed the field was projected by a glowing gem centered on the amulet around Rive's neck. "Thought it'd be that easy?" Rive mocked, "typical, everyone who thinks they can kill the almighty all-powerful Queen is just as dumb-dumb and stupid as you. Though if you join me I'll spare your clan and let you live."

The warrior was not hesitant with his answer. "No," he bluntly stated, "I know your trickery, witch! Today will be the end of you!"

"Oh well, it'll be the end of one of us," said Rive as she shrugged, "Seems like you've already made up your mind, so just remember you did this to yourself!"

The Warrior kept his sword gripped and ready for Rive's guard to slip up, but once again her amulet glowed with an eerie purple light and he found himself levitating in the air leaving him in complete surprise. “Well first we gotta remove the packaging,” she playfully said as an unseen force removed his helmet, “And this little instrument of metallic heresy could really cause some bad internal bleeding!” she added as she stripped the warrior of his sword. The warrior saw his equipment get discarded off to the side, disgusted by the disrespect he demanded to know what Rive was doing, and as he cursed her he looked down to see he was hovering over her open maw.

It shouldn’t have been physically possible but somehow it happened. Rive somehow managed to shove him, a full grown male skyield, feet first down into her gullet and swallowed him whole. The transition from daylight to squishy wet darkness was too fast for him to react. He could only blame that cursed amulet, but regardless he knew this was it: to get so far only to be eaten by a crazy woman who just happened to stumble across a magical gem, his name is going to be a joke among his descendants and his ancestors are going to greet him with a scrutinizing roar of laughs and mockery.

“Wow, you were the ‘greatest warrior’ this clan kept bragging about?” he heard Rive’s mocking voice coming through the stomach walls, “You should have just joined me, but now you can consider yourself conscripted! Oh well, I guess someone had to put a useless fool like you in their place, that being part of the beloved Queen of all the lands!”


The warrior felt the rage burning inside of him. “But hey,” Rive continued, “Now you can really be loved and celebrated as the masses gaze upon their hero: me! Though I forgot your name, what was it again? Oh well, matters not, prey!”

The warrior exploded within the sorceress’ gut with rage and fury, “YOU FUCKING WITCH!” he shouted, “YOU ARE NOTHING WITHOUT YOUR AMULET, CULT, OR ARMIES! YOU WILL FALL SOMEDAY AND YOU WILL FALL HARD!”

Rive heard a muffled “mmmph!” from the lump squirming inside her as she ran her hand over gut to feel it’s motions. Her stomach gave out some struggling groans as it attempted to start breaking down her unconventional meal. Rive burped a small belch before looking to the commanding general of her armies.

“Slaughter the entire clan!” she ordered her commanding general, who simply nodded and responded with a simple “Yes my Queen!” before moving out to carry out the order. She felt her food suddenly thrash more violently in response. She then smacked her gut and spoke to it “Just remember, you did this!”

Rive then looked over to her loyal undead servant, Draugusk. “You!” she shouted at her servant.

“Yes Queen?” Draugusk enthusiastically replied.

“Go fetch me some grinding stones I can swallow for my stomach and then massage my belly!” Rive shouted before her tone shifted to a more motherly coo and she put on a false smile, “Momma Rive is gonna need help digesting this one and I have 2 more clans to conquer today, okay?”

“Oooh yes Queen!” Draugusk happily replied before going away to perform his task.

“…what a little bitch…”, Rive stated to herself while glancing in Draugusk’s direction before giving out a loud BURRRRRRRRRRRRRRP!

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This was a vore commission for Forgotten-Midgar on FurAffinity with their character: Rive. Also with a story attached to it.

Art + Story © Me

Rive © Forgotten-Midgar

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