Chapter 1 Page 3 - The Velvet Vault Kitsune and her shrunked friend chapter 3 by The Reaper

The distance between Matthew and the open void of Yukihana's mouth vanished in a heartbeat. One moment he was staring at the pearly white curve of her teeth, and the next, a wave of warmth and softness enveloped him completely. There was no struggle, no time for a final plea; the world simply turned dark and wet as she closed her lips around him with a decisive, velvet snap. The sensation was overwhelming—the rhythmic glide of her throat muscles pulling him downward in a tight, inescapable embrace. He felt the surge of her swallow, a powerful contraction that propelled him through the narrow passage, the sounds of her humming with satisfaction vibrating through his entire body like a low-frequency earthquake.

As he slid further down, the air became thick and humid, smelling of the same intoxicating jasmine that had haunted his every movement since the shrinking. He landed with a soft, muffled thud in the plush, pulsing depths of her stomach. It was a strange, cavernous place, illuminated by a dim, ethereal gold light that seemed to emanate from the walls of the stomach itself. He floated for a moment in the warmth, the rhythmic thumping of her heart sounding like a distant war drum, echoing through the space.

Above him, the entrance sealed shut with a wet, satisfying squelch. Yukihana let out a long, shaky moan, her back arching slightly as she leaned back into the velvet cushions. She brought her free hand up, her manicured fingers splaying across the slight, rounded swell of her belly where Matthew now resided. She patted the skin with a slow, possessive rhythm, feeling the tiny, frantic movements of the man inside her. A look of absolute contentment washed over her face, her amber eyes fluttering shut. "Mmm... far sweeter than I expected," she whispered to the empty room, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "You fit just perfectly in there, little toy."