There was a story I think I wrote to go along with this one, though dang if I know where it is. Still, good piece in and of itself, love the swallow sequence Noble does, and the Lion King felines make good preds.

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Found the story



The wind rustled through the grass, the long, thin blades rattling together to create an almost melodic noise that drifted up and down the plains, the sea of golden life broken only by the occasional stone jutting up from the ground, and a tree or two within your view, as you looked around, sighing to yourself as you look around, trying to find the end of this blasted place.

You'd been doing laps, it felt like, circling the grassy Savannah for hours now. The sun had been beating down on you, and you'd even swatted away a few buzzards that had decided to make a go at circling you, waiting for a meal. You weren't dead yet, though. You weren't going to be dead, if you had anything to say about it, as you trudged forward, you pads feeling like they were on fire with each step.

Your ears flickered, as you though you'd heard something, a bit of the grass' tune changing tempo, and your eyes circled you, your head turning about, trying to find the source, but nothing presented itself. That...did nothing to put your mind at ease. Hunters were abundant at the moment. Heck, that was why you were here, after all, your stomach grumbling.

Prey had become light on the ground, and that was upsetting to a lot of animals. That snow leopard had attacked you. So had one of the lions from that stupid tree place. Neither could take you. You were a hunter yourself, after all, but it was growing tiring to keep yourself moving, and a weak predator could easily be turned into prey.

You were just about ready to turn around, and try to find a river you'd crossed...maybe catch a fish within the sparkling water, when you heard a snapping noise, followed by a clatter. A dry bit of grass, some loose rocks. Someone was moving through the high blades, and you moved without thinking, not straight away from it, but in a pattern, twisting and turning through the brush.

"Huwezi!" shouted a voice, female by the tone, and suddenly you felt something, a wind that turned you towards it, as a path was cut through the grass, the blades parting to show a...cheetah, sitting there, smirking at you, as she licked her lips, obviously thinking to make you a meal, even as you turned back into the grass, and ran.

The word again, echoing this time, and another bit of wind, and once again, she was in front of you, making you growl, as she sat there, licking one of her paws like this was nothing, and frustrating you. You were no simple prey. You were a hunter, and you let that be known with a roar, as you raised your paw, to smash her into the earth.

She vanished. One moment she'd been there, just sitting still, the next, she seemed to fade, an afterimage parting around your claws, making you look at them wondering what the heck was going on, and then feeling the wind again, turning your head, just in time to see her there, not sitting, but standing, and then, leaping, her jaws open, her teeth gleaming in the light of the sun.

You couldn't dodge, you could move, heck, you barely had time to breath in, sucking air into your lungs, as her open mouth, surprisingly, smashing into your face, her tongue pillowing up beneath you, bunching at your chin, and then slipping beneath it, holding your head within hers, a feat that left you completely flummoxed, as she began to purr a little around you.

The vibration, the way it sort of translated through her tongue, actually had a calming effect on you, making it hard to focus a thought, thanks to your confusion, as your head was now inside her jaws, which you really didn't think was possible, so you just lay there, staring into the back of her throat, until, without fanfare, she swallowed, and you felt her tongue push you towards the abyss.

Walls moved, surges tugged, and the walls at the back of her throat pulled away, widening the darkness there, waking you up from your stupor, but only in time to let out a growl of frustration, as she pulled you into her, your head being dragged along her tongue, which swept around your neck, tickling at your fur, and giving her a taste of everything you were, as she made you her prey.

Your limbs tried to flail, tried to push her off. You were bigger than her...not by much, but still, and yet, she didn't even have to try to hold you. Your shoulders entered her mouth, somehow it expanded around them, her lips slipping over them, even as your head was stopped in the middle of her neck, the soft, supple walls pressing into you from all sides.

You struggled, squirmed, and fought, even so. Your hind-legs kicked, and you jerked your head from side to side, but you only earned a chuckle from the cheetah, and her paw, you felt it, pressing into her neck, right where you were, as she swallowed again, and your body slipped down into her farther, the pads feeling you from the outside, as the walls felt you inside.

Her stomach came to greet you with a gurgle, the air inside feeling heavy with acids and other such things, your eyes able to see in what light made it through, casting the place in dark pink, showing a puddle of green juices as it bubbled around you, maybe another bit of meat in them, it was hard to be sure, but you were soon to join it, as she swallowed again.

Her mouth, her impossible jaws, gulped you down, and your body became simply a bulge in hers, your face driven into the standing pool of acids, that tingled at your fur, and your hind-legs lifted from the ground, even as you were forced to start curling up, your shoulders, and then your chest entering began you, as she made to down you in one fluid motion now.

Outside, Fuli slurped down the tail of her prey, her lips meeting with a pop, as she pushed against her throat, feeling the last of him descend her into her belly, as he became nothing more than a twitching bulge, one that squirmed, writhed, and slowed a bit, as the sound of churning began to be heard within her, making her purr, smile, and then let out a little belch, before she rolled over, to enjoy her meal, while it lasted.