So I was forced into doing something nice for  Silver470 and it turned out pretty fun! Also it was partically inspired by a comic he commission but also ended up partially inspiring said comic in return, it's weird.

You can find the comic in question right here

Featuring good macro snuggled, vore and good times between a famous wrestler and his little fan!

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Wrestler's Diet

The battle arena was almost empty. The audience had begun clearing out a while ago and even the most persistent of fans would soon go about their business and yet Incineroar persisted. He was showing off, flexing his muscles and striking poses for all who were still paying attention, snapping pictures and cheering for him or even booing. Incineroar didn’t mind. He was happy to keep going for his fans and haters alike. It was just his way, armed with nothing but muscles and claws, a huge grin and cocky attitude he was enjoying every last second of it.

There was a small VIP lounge beside the fighting ring, a rather small one for equally small guests. It was considerably more affordable than most other spots and thus there was Jayden. He stood there on his little balcony with his jaw half-open and a dreamy expression on his face staring at his idol showing off in front of a rapidly dwindling crowd. The young man admired Incineroar, truly and utterly and he promised himself that he’d stay for as long as Incineroar did.

A few minutes passed and the room grew empty. Incineroar smirked, giving the last guest a point and a wink before stretching his body and letting out a contented sigh. Just as he was turned to leave however, he heard applause coming from behind him, quiet clapping as though from a single pair of hands yet utterly genuine in its enthusiasm. Incineroar turned around and spotted a lone micro standing there on the balcony of the VIP lounge and smiled. The wrestler cocked an eyebrow at this, taking on a slightly more rigid stance before suddenly striking a pose in front of the little human. “Heh.” He chuckled softly, giving the micro a cocky sideways glance. “Are you a fan, little guy?”

“Yes!” Jayden perked up practically jumping at being addressed directly, his tiny head nodding excitedly in response. “I’m your biggest fan, sir!”

Incineroar’s chest shook with laughter as he made his way closer to the little balcony Jayden was on. “Well I don’t know if you’re the biggest one I’ve seen but you’re certainly showing enthusiasm there. Staying after everyone else has already left.”

These words prompted Jayden to throw a look around the arena. He hadn’t actually realized how much time had passed since the much was over. “W-wow.” Jayden glanced at the big digital clock that hung close to the ceiling. “I didn’t realize it’s been that long already.” He chuckled, a little nervously, as if it were an attempt to mask his excitement of getting the chance to talk with Incineroar.

“You’ve just been…” Incineroar struck another pose, his imposing chest right in the little human’s face. “…staring this entire time, eh?”

Jayden lowered his gaze as his face flushed red. “Y-yeah?”

The anthropomorphic cat bellowed with laughter, a deep rumbling sound that shook the two enormous pecs that stretched in front of Jayden like a big fluffy wall. Incineroar bent down, bringing himself face-to-face with his little fan. “Can’t say I blame you, little guy. I am rather impressive, no?”

With gulp Jayden nodded in agreement and slowly, almost as if some unseen force compelled him to he reached on hand forward and placed it on Incineroar’s cheek, lovingly stroking it.

After a moment’s confusion the wrestler responded with a smile as somewhere deep inside his chest a soft hint of a purr sounded. “You wanna get a closer look, little guy?” The giant smirked and cocked one inquisitive eyebrow at the little man.

“I…” Jayden stammered, feeling his confidence draining.

“Don’t worry little guy, I don’t bite.” Incineroar grinned, parting his jaws and immediately snapping them back together. “Unless you want me to.” The cat gave another playful wink and without much warning snatched the little guy up by the collar.

Jayden would soar through the air, hanging from Incineroar’s fingers and wobbling slightly with the wrestler’s every step. After a few quick strides Incineroar sat down in the corner, leaning on the ring ropes. With a contented sigh he stretched out his legs and set the little guy atop his chest, leaving the tiny clinging to one of the huge fur-covered pectorals. “I know that look you’ve been eyeing me up with so go ahead, little one.” He encouraged, gently prodding Jayden’s back with a huge clawed finger. “It’s your lucky day.”

It took the young man a moment to even register what the heck was going on around him but as the reality of the situation gradually settled in, he realized that he was quite literally pressed up against his idol’s chest. His heart beat faster and faster and the little man let out a series of pathetic little whimpers which much to Incineroar’s amusement were quickly replaced by squeals of delight as the micro rubbed his cheek into the matted fur. “You’re so… so big!” The human mumbled.

Incineroar’s muscular chest shook with laughter once more, bouncing the little man up and down until a single huge finger pressed on his back smooshing his little face against the warm fur. “That I am, little thing.” Incineroar agreed with a knowing nod. “That I am.” He repeated and gently slid the little man side to side, rolling his little body along the vast chest.

“Y-you were amazing today, you know? Those throws! And… and how you took your time showing off! And how you held that Machamp down! And the finishing move! He didn’t stand a chance! And how-” The little guy muttered really, really quickly until his tiny voice was muffled with a singular press of Incineroar’s finger, forcing the little guy’s face into the enormous pec once more.

The wrestler held it there for a second and mouthed a soft “Shhh…” before letting the little man go. He gazed down and met the dazed admiring little eyes of his fan with a smile. “I know.” He assured with a huge grin and a soft purr, clearly pleased with Jayden’s praise.

Jayden felt the titanic body begin to vibrate beneath him as the giant purred. He looked up, awed and enamored. He just couldn’t believe his luck, he had no idea what he’d done to deserve this. “Why?” He wondered. “Why are you letting me do all this, Incineroar?”

Incineroar gave a bit of a shrug with his shoulders. “Does there have to be a reason?” The giant asked and lifted the micro with two fingers under his arms. “We’re both enjoying ourselves, what else do we need?” Incineroar smiled and brought Jayden closer to his face. “By the way, what’s your name, little thing?”

“It’s Jayden.” The little guy responded meekly. He was mesmerized, not quite himself from all the excitement. He reached his hands towards the wrestler’s upper lip, pressing onto it first, spreading his arms out in a hug and then pressing his cheek against it as well.

Incineroar felt the tiny creature clinging to his mouth, just beneath his nose. He sniffed, soft suction gently tickling the little guy as the giant’s lips parted and he let out a thick warm breath. “Mmm…You smell delicious, Jayden.”

Jayden was about to respond but Incineroar’s purrs grew louder. They both closed their eyes and allowed themselves to indulge the moment for just a little bit. Incineroar’s lips parted and without any warning, Jayden was forced half-way between them. A singular exhale washed over Jayden. This one much more dramatic than the last. It felt like he was facing a strong gust of wind and were it not for the glasses shielding his eyes, the hot pungent air would have likely made them a little watery. The little human whimpered, squirming pathetically against the giant digits that held him in place. The little man would twist and turn in complete bliss as slowly Incineroar caught onto something.

“You’re a curious little thing, aren’t you? Hah hah hah~” He stated, rather ambiguously as each word, each laugh blew a puff of breath in Jayden’s face, each smelling vaguely of digestion and fleshy internals, of the meals that Incineroar must have recently had, none of them recognizable anymore. “It could be dangerous, you know.” The giant warned as big kitty-lips curled around Jayden, pulling him up and into the maw for just a second. The little guy would glance sideways and see rows of sharp white teeth stretching before him. A moment later, the wrestler let go, allowing little Jayden to comfortably land atop a huge waiting palm.

“I… I-I…” Jayden stammered as he looked up, too flustered and overwhelmed to form even a single coherent thought. And before he even had the chance to, a single claw tip was placed on his lips and Incineroar spoke up again.

“Shhh… I can keep you safe.” He whispered and pulled out a handful of Pecha and Nanab berries seemingly out of thin air. He held the little human in one hand as the other tossed the berries in the air. They flew into the air, sailing in a gorgeous cluster of arcs, all headed into Incineroar’s waiting maw. A moment later they landed right atop the wrestler’s tongue. Somewhere behind sealed lips sharp teeth pierced the tender berries and Incineroar moaned as their juicy insides exploded all over his tongue. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes for just a moment. “This should keep you in one piece, little guy.” He said and parted his jaws, allowing the little man a brief glimpse at the pink mush that rested inside. Once again the wrestler would exhale, this time puffing the sweet aroma of the berries all over the micro.

Jayden moaned softly at the scent a little bit confused by what the giant meant, surely he didn’t mean to- “Woah!” Before the little man could finish forming his thought he felt everything inside him lurch. For a second the world around him turned into a blur as he too, just like the berries before him, flew in a perfect arc right towards the gaping maw of the fire kitty.

The young man had just a few brief moments to look at it but time seemed to slow as he sailed through the air. He got a fleeting chance to admire everything he saw: the massive jaws yawning wide open little by little, the thin strings of saliva stretching from top to bottom of the maw like elaborate Christmas decorations, the tongue that tensed up in anticipation of the little treat coming towards it and of course, the distant throat, his destination.

And then, as if somebody had pressed the play button, everything rushed forward once again and Jayden landed against the wet tongue with a slap. He would groan softly as Incineroar chuckled around him. The world around Jayden began to vibrate softly as the fire kitty began purring once more. And these vibrations would persist in the background of every motion, even as the tongue started waving about beneath the human. Jayden would slide this way and that, almost as if he were atop a warm slimy waterbed while his hands would pass over the small bumps and irregularities that littered the giant’s tongue. It would twist beneath the human, flipping him over and making him face the world outside, framed by a set of enormous teeth. Another exhale came, a deliberately prolonged, teasing one. Jayden could just make out faintly pink steam as it wafted from Incineroar’s throat, hot vapor rushing out into the open and dispersing until it could no longer be discerned.

Jayden shivered, not from the breath itself but rather from the utter submissive bliss he was experiencing. He relaxed, falling limp atop the tongue and allowing it to play with him, shifting him this way and that, tossing him about as much as Incineroar pleased. And for his part the wrestler seemed more than happy to keep going, his purring quite closely resembling the sound of a running engine now. He tugged the little guy behind his cheek, pressing him against the rows of sharp teeth yet still being careful so as not to bring any serious harm to the little man. But as the tongue slurped about, pressing Jayden wherever it wanted, it seemed likely that the tiny man would end up with at least a couple of small bruises by tomorrow. But to Jayden’s mind that was a reasonable price to pay for this heavenly experience.

After almost five minutes of slurps, squelches and moans echoing around the cavernous mouth Jayden would find everything growing relatively silent as the never-ending movements of flesh around him finally ceased.

It was like he’d found himself in the eye of the storm. He lay on his back staring out through Incineroar’s open jaws and for a second all seemed calm. Until he finally saw it. That singular finger coming for him. “Well…” Incineroar rumbled. “Time tah get yah in ther, eh?” The finger pressed down, forcing Jayden deeper into the maw. With a single gulp he felt himself tugged down and the whole world just disappeared, replaced instead by the cacophony of wet sloppy noises and a hurricane of flesh that tugged him ever deeper into the wrestler’s body.

Outside a loud belch would sound as Incineroar sat there in the corner of the ring, smiling to himself and absolutely overcome with bliss of his own, the dominant kind. A moment passed and he felt the small weight of the living human settle within his stomach. His smile turned into a smirk as he pressed down on his abdomen with two fingers, bulging the flesh inwards and feeling the tiny squirming lump just beneath the surface.

That lump was Jayden’s body. The little man felt Incineroar’s finger pressing down, squeezing him even tighter inside the already fairly cramped space filled with pile of mashed and gradually melting berries. The scent was heavenly, the stench of digestion and decay was overtaken almost completely by the sweet scent of Nanab and Pecha. Jayden was beyond excited, but also a little bit scared. He pressed against the wall of the stomach, pushing at the finger that was just outside of it.

“Don’t worry.” Incineroar spoke up. “Those berries will keep you from melting down.” The titan reassured as his fingers shifted back and forth, playing with his little gastric prisoner.

Jayden sighed in relief and allowed himself a moment of calm, relaxing just a little as he slowly came to terms with the fact that he was inside his idol, safe and shielded from the entire world just where…

“Just where you belong, little thing.” The fire kitty assured with a particularly forceful press and a smile. “You like it in there?”

“Yes!” Jayden exclaimed, blush burning bright on his face as he supported himself with one hand pressed against the stomach wall. “Oh my god! Yes! I love it so much in here! Thank you! Thank you, Incineroar! Thank you so much!”

“Eh… what am I saying? Of course you love it in there, it’s my stomach after all.” He laughed and with a slightly careless slap on his gut allowed himself to slip down a little bit further, stretching out over the floor with a yawn. “Think I’m gonna keep you in there for a while.” He said patting at his belly some more as somewhere inside of it Jayden would hear soft rumbling and rustling, amplified by the cramped irregular space within the stomach and accompanied by the noises of Incineroar’s body: his slow breath, his rhythmic heartbeat… “A week-long Nanab diet doesn’t sound half-bad and then...” The giant would shrug. “Well I guess we’ll see.”

With a smile the wrestler lay down. Sure he’d have to go get a shower later but for now he didn’t care. He was famous enough to allow himself to take a nap in the middle of his ring.