Anko Eats Naruto
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 24
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Anko dropped from the ceiling and landed beside the bound Naruto. He had been placed on a dinning room table, like the meal he was about to become. She’d also stripped him down to his frog boxers, exposing his mouth-watering flesh to her hungry eyes. The small fragrance of his manly scent made Anko’s lips wet and she stalked towards him with evil intentions in mind. Seeing the purple haired Jonin near, Naruto started trying to talk his way out of the situation.
“Listen to me, you don’t want to eat me. I know I must seem irresistible, but trust me, I’m not that great. You know what you should eat? Ramen! Great stuff never gets old and there are so many flavors. Beef, chicken, seafood…”
Anko interrupted him. “How about Naruto flavor?”
“Ummm… nope,” Naruto said halfheartedly. The powerful shinobi was nearly on top of him. Her hot breath blew down his neck, as she salivated over his bound form. She looked ready to spring, so Naruto renewed talking.
“You can’t eat me, isn’t there so ninja code about not eating your fellow ninjas? This is so wrong, I barely know you, but your still going to…” Whatever he was going to say next was never spoken because Anko struck him in side of the neck with two fingers. Naruto’s voice box stopped working and he was left completely mute.
“Meals shouldn’t talk,” Anko hissed, giving Naruto one more smile before striding down his body. She stood at the end of the table, bending over to lift up Naruto’s bound feet. She gave him one last wink before her mouth slowly stretched open wide and her smooth lips sealed completely around his feet. She suckled his feet as they lay inside her mouth, licking at the soles and toes. Naruto opened his mouth and tried to laugh, but nothing came out. His voice was still shut off, so he couldn’t make a sound. Anko moaned, lost in the intense flavor of her meal. The taste of his youthful flesh made her stomach grumbled for more, so she took the first slow and steady gulp. Her throat stretched easily around the feet, trapping them in a tight grip and already working to pull them down. Naruto lay there unable to move or speak, watching as Anko’s mouth slowly worked their way up his calves. He could feel her tight, hungry esophagus greedily pulling him down, taking him closer to her belly.
His mind raced, trying to think of a way out, but the horror of being eaten alive left his mind a blank.
Anko leaned forward, pushing her mouth down over the legs, using her string throat muscles to drag Naruto into her. Small, but steady pulses from her throat moved her meal downwards, never slowing, only growing faster as her throat stretched out. If Naruto could have described her motions, he would have compared them to a snake. Steady moving down it’s pray in a cold manner. His depiction would not of amused Anko. The last thing she wanted was to be compared in any way to her old, evil, teacher.
Her slimy, stretched throat had nearly completely covered Naruto’s legs. He could feel her teeth, lightly graving his thigh as she continued undauntedly forward, never stopping and never losing that euphoric look in her eyes. A strand of her dark purple hair dripped into her eyesight, but was quickly blown away by a single snort from her nose. Anko was keeping her eyesight directed firmly on Naruto, never missing one second of her terror. She had to stretch her jaws further when she hit his waist. Mouthing her way past his boxers towards his smooth stomach. Naruto’s feet pushing through a tight ring into a hot chamber, even warmer then her slimy throat. Even the dim-witted boy knew where his feet were, inside the stomach of the predator like woman. Naruto felt Anko shudder in rapture; she was enjoying the hot, full feeling her meal gave her. She began to work her way up the chest. Hairless and smooth, it tantalized her taste buds, but quickly disappeared as she swallowed. Anko was nearly full, gulping down a little bit more of the young ninja with every instant. She was lost in the exhilaration of her living meal. His light struggles inside her, his terrified eyes above here, his hot and strong taste. It was all so stimulating for her.
As her mouth reached for his neck, Naruto knew it was over. He was just a head sticking out from an open mouth. He couldn’t make any hand signs or use any jutsu or even scream out insults. He was scared, but at the same time, had resigned to his fate. He had no desire to die, but a ninja’s life was fraught with peril and if you had to go, you had to go. He just wished his final moments wouldn’t give his executer such pleasure. If he had one wish right now, other to not be eaten, it would be that Anko pays even slightly.
That would be the last thing he got to think about because Anko’s upper lip slowly began to slide over his face. He heard a powerfully loud wet slurping sound as his world was replaced darkness again. Inside the slippery grip of her gullet, Naruto felt was forced steadily down, stretching out and curling into the churning stomach. His end came quick, but he got his wish. That night, Anko had the worst indigestion of her life, thus delivering Naruto’s revenge upon the person responsible for his death.
“Listen to me, you don’t want to eat me. I know I must seem irresistible, but trust me, I’m not that great. You know what you should eat? Ramen! Great stuff never gets old and there are so many flavors. Beef, chicken, seafood…”
Anko interrupted him. “How about Naruto flavor?”
“Ummm… nope,” Naruto said halfheartedly. The powerful shinobi was nearly on top of him. Her hot breath blew down his neck, as she salivated over his bound form. She looked ready to spring, so Naruto renewed talking.
“You can’t eat me, isn’t there so ninja code about not eating your fellow ninjas? This is so wrong, I barely know you, but your still going to…” Whatever he was going to say next was never spoken because Anko struck him in side of the neck with two fingers. Naruto’s voice box stopped working and he was left completely mute.
“Meals shouldn’t talk,” Anko hissed, giving Naruto one more smile before striding down his body. She stood at the end of the table, bending over to lift up Naruto’s bound feet. She gave him one last wink before her mouth slowly stretched open wide and her smooth lips sealed completely around his feet. She suckled his feet as they lay inside her mouth, licking at the soles and toes. Naruto opened his mouth and tried to laugh, but nothing came out. His voice was still shut off, so he couldn’t make a sound. Anko moaned, lost in the intense flavor of her meal. The taste of his youthful flesh made her stomach grumbled for more, so she took the first slow and steady gulp. Her throat stretched easily around the feet, trapping them in a tight grip and already working to pull them down. Naruto lay there unable to move or speak, watching as Anko’s mouth slowly worked their way up his calves. He could feel her tight, hungry esophagus greedily pulling him down, taking him closer to her belly.
His mind raced, trying to think of a way out, but the horror of being eaten alive left his mind a blank.
Anko leaned forward, pushing her mouth down over the legs, using her string throat muscles to drag Naruto into her. Small, but steady pulses from her throat moved her meal downwards, never slowing, only growing faster as her throat stretched out. If Naruto could have described her motions, he would have compared them to a snake. Steady moving down it’s pray in a cold manner. His depiction would not of amused Anko. The last thing she wanted was to be compared in any way to her old, evil, teacher.
Her slimy, stretched throat had nearly completely covered Naruto’s legs. He could feel her teeth, lightly graving his thigh as she continued undauntedly forward, never stopping and never losing that euphoric look in her eyes. A strand of her dark purple hair dripped into her eyesight, but was quickly blown away by a single snort from her nose. Anko was keeping her eyesight directed firmly on Naruto, never missing one second of her terror. She had to stretch her jaws further when she hit his waist. Mouthing her way past his boxers towards his smooth stomach. Naruto’s feet pushing through a tight ring into a hot chamber, even warmer then her slimy throat. Even the dim-witted boy knew where his feet were, inside the stomach of the predator like woman. Naruto felt Anko shudder in rapture; she was enjoying the hot, full feeling her meal gave her. She began to work her way up the chest. Hairless and smooth, it tantalized her taste buds, but quickly disappeared as she swallowed. Anko was nearly full, gulping down a little bit more of the young ninja with every instant. She was lost in the exhilaration of her living meal. His light struggles inside her, his terrified eyes above here, his hot and strong taste. It was all so stimulating for her.
As her mouth reached for his neck, Naruto knew it was over. He was just a head sticking out from an open mouth. He couldn’t make any hand signs or use any jutsu or even scream out insults. He was scared, but at the same time, had resigned to his fate. He had no desire to die, but a ninja’s life was fraught with peril and if you had to go, you had to go. He just wished his final moments wouldn’t give his executer such pleasure. If he had one wish right now, other to not be eaten, it would be that Anko pays even slightly.
That would be the last thing he got to think about because Anko’s upper lip slowly began to slide over his face. He heard a powerfully loud wet slurping sound as his world was replaced darkness again. Inside the slippery grip of her gullet, Naruto felt was forced steadily down, stretching out and curling into the churning stomach. His end came quick, but he got his wish. That night, Anko had the worst indigestion of her life, thus delivering Naruto’s revenge upon the person responsible for his death.
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