This little story was a gift for my good friend  thedisgustingchicken for his birthday a while back! Why am I just now posting it? Um...Uh...Look, I was lazy and didn't want to work on a thumbnail. However, better late than ever, yeah?

Happy Birthday, Chicken. Thanks for being a good friend although a very bratty snack. Hope ya had a good one and here's to many more! And for everyone else who's reading, stay safe~
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Chicken wasn’t sure what to expect when Eric had asked him over to celebrate his birthday. The shadow man was never one to celebrate...normally. Teasing was par for the course when it came to him, so the mere fact that they weren’t within his stomach meant he had something planned. They expected a barrage of teasing and whatever else he had in mind as they got to the door, imagining all the horrid things he had in store as they rang the doorbell. They let out a soft sigh, tucking his hands within their sweater pockets as they heard a somewhat panicked set of footsteps coming to the door before the thing swung open, revealing the familiar masked visage of Eric. He wore an apron over his trench coat (for whatever reason), both it and his gas mask covered in residue from flour. “Oh! You’re here! Um...gimme just one minute.” The door shut, and behind it, Chicken heard a series of soft noises that sounded like teleporting mixed in with cleaning up. Not too long after however, Eric opened the door and welcomed him inside; his apron now gone and the mask cleaned of any flour plastered onto it.

“Alrighty, now that that mess is all cleaned up, come on in. Time for your birthday surprise~” The tall shadow did a playful flourish, guiding them into his home. Chicken took a look around, with a bit of suspicion on their part as they still didn’t trust his intentions. “Nice place, though...why was I asked to come here?” Eric chuckled, leading him to the dining room table and sitting them down. “I over-celebrate birthdays when I should keep it simple because I love my friends?” He shrugged playfully, grabbing a nearby covered dish and bringing it over. Chicken raised a brow. “Did you bake me a cake?” The gaze the yellow slits had behind the lens seemed to drop a bit, his mood clearly having been spoiled. “A...A cake? Why would I bake you a cake?” The bun could only raise their brow even more at the shadow man’s clear unprep. “Because you over-celebrate birthdays when you should keep it simple because you love your friends while also being completely unprepared for how much effort a cake takes?”

“Oh, ha ha, laugh it up.” He rolled his eyes before lifting the covering, exposing an actual decent looking cake, one with chocolate frosting with the word ‘yes’ written on the top with a different color. Chicken looked up, and it didn’t take much effort to know Eric was grinning ear to ear under that mask. “To be fair...you did say the cake you liked was yes, and clearly you were unprepared for me to be a smartass.” The shadow man chuckled before cutting them a slice and placing it before them. The bun sighed before picking up a fork, once again giving him a suspicious glance before digging in. Just like it appeared, it tasted decently well, enough for them to actually finish the slice at least. “And you made this, right?” They asked, raising a brow. Eric took a glance at the cake before glancing at them. “Me? Oh god no, the one I made was burnt to hell, so I had to get rid of the evidence and have this one on standby.” The gaze Chicken gave could only be described as a ‘really?’ look.

“Hey, it’s the thought that counts! Speaking of…~” He leaned one elbow on the table, snapping his fingers with little reason...or so Chicken thought before they realized they were shrinking down, fast. They blushed slightly, trying to find some way to halt their descent, but there was nothing to be done. Pretty soon, they were around the size of a candy on the table, the glowing gaze of the towering masked figure smugly staring down at them. “I knew it! I knew you had some other form of agenda!” They pointed up at the giant, doing Their best to hide his blush. “Yeah, I know, I’m sorry. Look, I know this isn’t exactly the best for ya, but it’s how I celebrate with them. I’ve done it with everyone else, now it’s your turn. Just relax and enjoy the fun.” Chicken let out a huff, but there was little else they could do, and as Eric opened a palm for them to hop in, they decided to go with the flow. This time.

With that, they were lifted up to the masked face, the two glowing slits still on them as they were held there. “Now, time to get this started.” They had little time to prepare before the valve of the gas mask was pressed against them, blasting into them like a storm wind. It felt so warm, and thanks to the mask smelled quite clean, deepening the shade of red upon the bun’s cheeks. “Ah, you liked that, did ya?~” The valve pressed into them a bit more, rubbing them playfully before another warm exhale breezed past, causing them to attempt to bat it away to no avail. “N-No! Just because I’m blushing doesn’t mean anything!” They folded their arms, causing Eric to chuckle. “Yeah, sure. Being held in the palm of a towering masked fellow who has one thing in mind for ya is surely a terrible experience...though not one you can stop.~” The mention of the mask made them blush harder, though the mention of what came after had them even more flustered.
“You wouldn’t dare! You said it was my birthday, and I should spend it how I wanted!” The giant clearly had a grin as he grabbed his mask with one hand; the grip covering one side of his face, but leaving just enough room between his fingers for the yellow eye to still be seen staring.

“True, but I never said where you’d be spending it. Besides, it’s a safe isolated cozy spot for you to relax in. You’ll enjoy it, no matter how much you try to make me think otherwise...unless you don’t actually enjoy it, in which case whoops.~” The mask was slowly lifted up, more and more of the shadows face being exposed to the light, starting with his lips. The tongue dragged along their surface, clearly eager for the incoming meal. More and more of the mask slid off towards the top right, still leaving that eye covered until the nearly featureless face of Eric was finally shown. “Ahhhh, besides, can you really say no to be savored by a shadowy masked fella before being gulped down, hidden behind my coat and that gas mask?~” Chicken blushed more and more, trying to cover their ears to the words uttered by that silver tongued shadow, but it was no use. The reactions only urged Eric on, opening his mouth and pressing his thick tongue into the unprepared bun. The muscle took its time as it dragged up their heavily clothed form, drenching their face in saliva. Even with the clothes, it seemed what little flavor Eric got, he enjoyed it.

“Mmmmm, wonder how long I’ll keep you in there. It would be quite nice to just keep you tucked inside as I went about my day, playing games, writing; the whole time leaving you all snug within the depths of my stomach. Nothing to worry about, nothing to be bothered with, just the comforting warmth and sounds of my body working around you.” They blushed even more, staring up at the grinning titan. “You enjoy this way too much.” Eric chuckled, leaning his lips nice and close for a whisper…”I really do.~” Then, his lips parted once more, his tongue coming out and scooping up from around the buns feet, giving him a grip on them. Chicken widened their eyes, attempting to slip their legs from the grip the lips now had, but the giant was unrelenting in his hold. It didn’t take long for things to seemingly get worse for them as slowly but surely, Eric began slurping them up. He had a smug smile as their legs slipped inside his mouth, being battered by the tongue as he stared down at his prey.

The bun stared back up at him, nearly their whole face red before it disappeared from view with one long slurp. Now confined to his mouth, Eric began slowly rolling and savoring his friend; Chicken’s struggles and protests falling on a distinct lack of ears as the thick muscle that was Eric’s tongue began licking up and down their body. They tried pushing back against its weight and strength, but there was no way they could resist, powerless as the muscle scooped them up and rubbed them along the inner side of the right cheek. Eric murred at the tasty flavor, always enjoying what little he could savor from his clothed friend as he swished him over to the other cheek. He made sure to keep them away from his chompers before bringing him back onto the muscle itself, now just rolling him around like a candy. “Mmmmm, I can never get over your taste, but I can just bring you back up for suckling later. For now, time to head to your birthday resort.”

Chicken widened their eyes as they stared back, the giant’s throat now hanging open, his uvula waying in the back. Flustered, they did their best to pry the teeth open, which...actually worked! They had a chance to escape...one that quickly flopped once they pushed past the lips and saw only the inside of a gas mask. He had slipped it back on while they were being suckled, and now there was no way out. Eric could tell they realized, grinning. “I told you you’d be hidden behind my mask.~” Then, a quick slurp brought them back to the maw’s confines, and before they had a chance to retaliate, the muscle surged and sent him squeezing into the grip of his esophagus. One small gluck was all it took for them to be slowly squeezed down like a piece of food, all followed by Eric as he pressed down on the squirming mass they made before it disappeared into his chest.

The bun landed within the depths of the gastric abyss with a splash, met more with saliva than acid, a sight they were used to seeing by now. The giant may not have cared if he wanted out, but at least he had the decency of making it safe...and admittedly cozy within it’s folded grip. A pat resounded from the outside, followed by a series of gentle rubs as Eric plopped himself down on his couch, sighing happily at his now fuller belly. Chicken blushed, knowing they may as well get cozy as they cuddled up with one of the nearby walls, admiring the limited sight they had. Hearing the gentle rhythm of his heart far above, the small groans as the belly slowly and gently sloshed them around...maybe they could get used to being inside here. Well, that was their thought process until a chewed up hunk of cake landed on them, causing them to frown and let out a sigh. It would be a long stay within this messy place, but at least they could still work...and have some time with a friend~