A servant snack (pt 1) Tod the squishy boy chapter 12 by orangewithlegs

Tod thought about it, and realized, nowhere on his outer body looked tolerable, his feet smell, his armpits smell, his butt smells, everything smells. he needs to adjust to it, but how? then tod has a idea, he knows in the past whenever he got eaten he could not handle to smell at first, being the worst he ever smelled, but then over time torating it more, one time he spent a week in his mothers stomach, and it started to smell, almost adicitve, and even when pooped out it smelt, not bad. 

"wait, what am I doing, I said I would forget that, I cant do that, be placed in that nasty stomach" tod thinks, he has had good moments with vore, but there where other times it was to gross and he couldn't handle it, like when he was eaten by a dog who commonly ate vomit, poop, etc, and he was in there for 3 days. What is he to do, should he, would he?

"What's taking so long? I know you're a bit fruity or whatever, but I can't be that hot, just pick something before I use you as a sweat rag."

This alarmed Tod to such an extreme degree that he blurted his choice out before thinking.

"W-WAIT, I CHOOSE YOUR STOMACH"

"What?"

Tod was stuck now; he had to go through with this.

"Well, I mean, I wanted you to, um, eat me."

Dean smirks, "Aw, thoughs my pathetic servant wants to go in his master's hot, bubbly, stomach."

Tod could only blush and stutter in response.

He shows his round gut, which is chubby, but not fat, which is surprising for such a slob. 

"rub it"

Tod's hand moves to Dean's gut, its soft and pale, but also noticeably greasy. He rubs and massages it, which actually releases some pressure

"THPPTPHTPHPHHPPHPPHHHPH"

He released the loudest fart tod has ever heard, and the smell, is just, unbearable.

“Man that reeks, I cant believed you picked this”

 Tod just stares blankly, with fear in his eyes.