Digested Landlord
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
“This can not be happening!” Keitaro wailed as he struggled helplessly inside Naru’s belly. All he could do was wobble back and forth inside the tiny space he had inside Naru. Her insides clenched around him, forcing him to hug his knees as the pulsating stomach pounded into him. The hot sticky walls closed in around him, growing tighter by the second. Wet, sticky juices covered Keitaro’s body, mixing with the saliva still on him. The sensation of flesh ripping tightly around him wasn’t completely unpleasant, but what had him panicking was that he was slowly blacking out. He may not have been the brightest student, but he knew what happened to food inside the stomach and knew what would happen to him once he passed out.
“Naru, get me out of here!” He screamed as loud as he could before he closed his eyes for the final time.
On the outside, Naru had moved to her bed to sleep off the huge meal she had just had. She curled up in bed, holding her bulging stomach as she slept. While she slept that night, her body quickly digested the still meal inside her. All night long, there was a loud gurgling from inside Naru, as every nutrient was broken down and spread throughout her body. Also, during her sleep, Naru would moan between the slosh sounds, experiencing small orgasms as her body absorbed something it was never meant to digest in one sitting. By the time the sun peaked over the horizon, Naru’s meal had been completely digested and her panties were soaked. Naru woke up the next day, feeling better then she had ever felt before.
Letting out a big yawn, Naru rose from bed, a big grin on her face. She felt great, stronger and filled with energy. It was strange for her because she wasn’t a morning person. Something itched at the back of her mind, a memory she couldn’t remember or a promise she’d forgotten. She tried to remember what it was, but she came up with a blank. Figuring that it couldn’t be important, she stretched her out her arms and caught sight of something in her hand. Lowering her arm, she opened her hand and gasped, she was holding Keitaro’s glasses.
“Oh my God,” Naru whispered in shock. It all came back to her, Su’s silly story, Keitaro’s silly fear and her not so silly consumption of another person. She remembered everything, every unimaginable bit of joy at the taste of flesh, every pleasure that coursed through her body, every moment of pure rapture from the struggles Keitaro made as he digested.
“This can’t be possible,” Naru reasoned as she got out of bed, her eyes glued to the glasses. Naru was a woman of logic and science, everything could be explained. She was rapidly able to delude herself that it had all been a dream and Keitaro had just left his glasses in her room, when she found the final proof in she needed. She lifted her eyes from the glasses and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. One look at herself in the mirror, proved to be the final nail in the coffin.
“Holy Shit!” Naru never swore, but it seemed like the right thing to say when she saw herself in the mirror. She had gained weight all over her body. A small layer of fat covered every square each of her body. Every part of her was plumper, from her now rounder cheeks to her much wider waistline. Naru studied her new figure, seeing that the weight hadn’t hurt her beauty at all. In fact, the extra weight gave her a more robust look that lots of boys liked and was thought of as sexy. She looked behind her shoulder, seeing that her buttocks had grown rounder and firmer. For a second, Naru felt pleased by the new change, until she realized all the fat on her body was caused from eating Keitaro.
“What have I done?” Naru fell to her knees, the tears pouring down her cheeks. She usually fought and hurt Keitaro, but she still cared for him very much. They had grown close studying for Tokyo U, forming a bond that had felt stronger then steal. Apparently, their bond wasn’t string enough to stop her from eating him.
Sobbing loudly, Naru looked down at Keitaro’s glasses still in her hand. She’d give anything to see him smile at her again, hear him politely greet her, even stumble forwards and rip her shirt off. She wanted to tell him how she felt, say that she was slowly falling for the goofy idiot. If Naru could have one wish right now, it would be for Keitaro to come stumbling in and trip forwards into her breasts, just like the old times.
“Naru, get me out of here!” He screamed as loud as he could before he closed his eyes for the final time.
On the outside, Naru had moved to her bed to sleep off the huge meal she had just had. She curled up in bed, holding her bulging stomach as she slept. While she slept that night, her body quickly digested the still meal inside her. All night long, there was a loud gurgling from inside Naru, as every nutrient was broken down and spread throughout her body. Also, during her sleep, Naru would moan between the slosh sounds, experiencing small orgasms as her body absorbed something it was never meant to digest in one sitting. By the time the sun peaked over the horizon, Naru’s meal had been completely digested and her panties were soaked. Naru woke up the next day, feeling better then she had ever felt before.
Letting out a big yawn, Naru rose from bed, a big grin on her face. She felt great, stronger and filled with energy. It was strange for her because she wasn’t a morning person. Something itched at the back of her mind, a memory she couldn’t remember or a promise she’d forgotten. She tried to remember what it was, but she came up with a blank. Figuring that it couldn’t be important, she stretched her out her arms and caught sight of something in her hand. Lowering her arm, she opened her hand and gasped, she was holding Keitaro’s glasses.
“Oh my God,” Naru whispered in shock. It all came back to her, Su’s silly story, Keitaro’s silly fear and her not so silly consumption of another person. She remembered everything, every unimaginable bit of joy at the taste of flesh, every pleasure that coursed through her body, every moment of pure rapture from the struggles Keitaro made as he digested.
“This can’t be possible,” Naru reasoned as she got out of bed, her eyes glued to the glasses. Naru was a woman of logic and science, everything could be explained. She was rapidly able to delude herself that it had all been a dream and Keitaro had just left his glasses in her room, when she found the final proof in she needed. She lifted her eyes from the glasses and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. One look at herself in the mirror, proved to be the final nail in the coffin.
“Holy Shit!” Naru never swore, but it seemed like the right thing to say when she saw herself in the mirror. She had gained weight all over her body. A small layer of fat covered every square each of her body. Every part of her was plumper, from her now rounder cheeks to her much wider waistline. Naru studied her new figure, seeing that the weight hadn’t hurt her beauty at all. In fact, the extra weight gave her a more robust look that lots of boys liked and was thought of as sexy. She looked behind her shoulder, seeing that her buttocks had grown rounder and firmer. For a second, Naru felt pleased by the new change, until she realized all the fat on her body was caused from eating Keitaro.
“What have I done?” Naru fell to her knees, the tears pouring down her cheeks. She usually fought and hurt Keitaro, but she still cared for him very much. They had grown close studying for Tokyo U, forming a bond that had felt stronger then steal. Apparently, their bond wasn’t string enough to stop her from eating him.
Sobbing loudly, Naru looked down at Keitaro’s glasses still in her hand. She’d give anything to see him smile at her again, hear him politely greet her, even stumble forwards and rip her shirt off. She wanted to tell him how she felt, say that she was slowly falling for the goofy idiot. If Naru could have one wish right now, it would be for Keitaro to come stumbling in and trip forwards into her breasts, just like the old times.
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