Eyyyyyyyyyy Been trying to write this for months and for once my lazy ass decided to actually have motivation today! WOW!

Anyways this is pretty wordy and the vore is only at the end but it is the full story I felt like telling. Generic predator and cold prey scenario with a bit more emotional stakes dialogue.

(Btw the Non-Fatal Tag is not referring to the body. Rather one of the options for the soul, as I chose to leave it open)



Bittersweet Warmth –

The dark, chilly night air held a deep windless fog that hovered over Hruthur woods. The forest was otherwise known as ‘the silent wood’ and ‘deaf death doom.’ The names were meant to terrify anyone who might think of venturing into its gnarly depths. The people of the small settlement nestled between it and the towering spires of Mount Sputigar had discovered the reasons for the silence long ago as half of their village was devoured by the many horrifying monsters within. Monsters that reports described as vicious soul-eating deceivers.
Not one soul from that settlement had dared to enter the woods since the mass slaughter of their hunters and gatherers. Not one soul had crossed the magical barrier keeping those monsters in. Not one soul had become a victim of the horrifying creatures within. Not one soul before this night. The silent wood, a place so terrifyingly still and tranquil that you could almost hear an echo from miles away, was now filled with chaos, and sharp, piercing screams ripped through the blackened sky.
The peaceful settlement that had barely survived the hundreds of years it had sat on the border of the forest was ablaze. Thick billows of black smoke floated through the increasing red-painted sky. War cries of foreign invaders echoed at the border of the forest they had driven the villagers into, their blood-stained weapons raised high. Tonight was a night of death, a night of torment, and soon to be a night of feasting.
Young Lilly Mathemile, barely through her teenage years, stumbled through the dark, crashing into branches and roots, and ripping holes in her already torn, filthy clothing, ran. It was all she could do at the moment. She’d watched it happen; she’d watched them break into her family home and slaughter her loved ones. Then, as she fled with the rest of her village, she saw the dark, shadowy figures pounce on and disembowels those she’d called friends. If it wasn’t for the screams of horror echoing all around her, she wouldn’t be surprised if she was the last one left alive.
With every step, her fragile shivering worsened, the cold seeping deep into her bones. She had no idea where she was or if it was even possible to make it through the forest in the place. All she wanted to do was curl up in her bed and cry if it hadn’t been turned to ash yet. Her hands reached out to try and feel her way in the near pitch black canopy under the trees. Tiny bits of moonlight pouring through the branches were the only things keeping her from slamming into gnarled trunks.
As she ran, her ankle slammed into a tree root exceptionally hard, and with a small cry, she went flying. A hill had appeared in front of her, and she had been given no time to react before being roughly launched down the steep embankment. Small rocks cut her skin and bruised her sensitive flesh, disorienting her until finally, she came to a loud crashing stop at the bottom.
She was right under a large hole in the roof. Moon and starlight poured down on her doubled vision as she took a moment to just try and come to grips with her apparent fate. Her whole body ached and shivered, and she was in the most dangerous place in the known world.
A sudden crack sounded from the top of the hill she’d fallen from, and her eyes snapped towards it in terror. Standing twelve feet tall at the top of the cliff and under a moonbeam was a pitch black draconic-looking creature with two bright green eyes and a long swishing tail. One look at its concaved belly and how weakly its tail swung, and she knew- this was a creature that hadn’t eaten in a long time.
She choked down a scream, not wanting to alert a second monster, and as fast as she could, threw herself to her feet and continued her run. Several more cracks were instantly heard as the beast gave chase.
The relentless stalker made progress little by little on her vegetation-hampered retreat. She could hear its labored breaths getting louder, along with the soft, squelching noises of its paws tearing into the damp earth below it. It grunted and groaned with gentle, barely discernable whines as it pumped its weakened limbs.
Lilly felt minor cuts and lacerations being carved into her skin by the sharp brambles with every step forwards. The screams echoing around the wood also seemed to be subsiding, getting further spaced apart and quieter. Her heart trembled as she realized what this meant. Almost nothing of her home remained. She broke into a clearing with a u-shaped cliff surrounding every side. It was over.
Suddenly an ear-piercing shriek tore from the monster behind her. She could almost swear it sounded akin to the word duck. Not believing the random noise to be anything more than that, she nearly ignored it when something caught the corner of her eyes. Something moving very fast.
Instinctively she obeyed what she had thought she’d heard the potential predator say and threw herself to the ground. Just as she made it halfway down sharp talon grazed her back where her midsection had just been, slicing tiny grooves into her skin layer. Her heart pounded deafeningly loud as a shadow covered her from the moonlight. She stiffened, she was not ready to die, but her instincts knew there was nothing she could do.
Just before the draconian creature could lay its razor-sharp claws into her vulnerable back, a large gust of wind rushed by again, and the shadow disappeared. She could hear another loud roar, this time paired with a horrifying bird shriek.
Loud thuds and more aggressive monster noises could be heard just to her right as smaller bursts of breeze would blast against her sensitive wounds. She returned to her feet in a flash, still unsure of where to go, when her eyes saw it. A small crack in the cliff face. It was pitch black and looked barely big enough for her to crawl into, but it was the only thing that could potentially save her.
She put every ounce of her energy and strength into running straight towards the crevice. Not even glancing behind her to see the state of the battling predators. When she reached it, she dove to the ground and immediately started to madly crawl forwards.
She made it through the claustrophobic tunnel to find a small cavern. It was barely big enough to fit her body in a standing position in any direction, but it was more than she had hoped for. She curled up into a sitting position and hugged her knees to her chest. She began to weep openly for her own life, her fellow villager’s life, her house, her home. She didn’t even hear the sudden bird gurgling shriek and the thud that immediately followed it.
A few moments later, a loud huffing noise came from the cliff’s edge. She scooted even tighter against the wall as the tiny bits of visible moonlight inside were replaced by shiny black scales pushing against the rock face.
The beast’s large head snaked its way through the opening, scraping the black against the stone with a loud grinding noise. It reached halfway through before the monster’s shoulder got stuck. She whimpered in fear and then heard a soft whimper in return. The head slowly pulled back out until light once more shone through.
Lilly stared right through the hole she’d crawled through to see the head settle down near the crack’s edge, and the big green eye set its gaze upon her. She was stunned to hear the soft, slightly pained voice that spoke. That spoke her language. “Please. Come out for me.”
Her shock quickly turned to anger as she realized this beast, these beasts that were murdering everyone she knew and devouring their souls, was an intelligent creature. Her voice immediately cracked when she raised it. “You can talk!? Why the hell should I come out? You tried to kill me; your friends are out there slaughtering my loved ones!” She began to sob heavily, loud wails tearing out of her throat as she buried her face in her knees.
She could hear a soft pause. The dragon’s voice hesitated for a moment before speaking exceptionally slowly. “They are not my friends. We are not a social species like you. Please come out. I gave whatever energy my body had left to chase you. I don’t want to die.”
She gritted her teeth and balled her fists, keeping her head buried in the safety of her knees. “How can you ask me that. How can you ask me to come out and let you slaughter me because YOU don’t want to die? I don’t want to die. My people didn’t want to die either.”
The dragon blinked its wide green eyes and let out a slow and long breath of air. He swallowed deeply before his voice grew almost tender. “You will die, though.”
Lilly felt a cold tremor run through her body. Her nails dug into the palms of her hands, adding one more bleeding wound to her battered body. She lifted her head up to stare with horrified eyes into the eyes of the black monster that so calmly watched her.
The eye stayed laser focussed on her as he shifted a little bit, his head sliding the slightest bit closer to the hole. “I’m not moving, and you know how cold it gets. You’ll freeze long before my body fails. If I slip into the nothingness sooner than I think and you escape, you’ll be eaten by someone else instead. If you don’t get eaten by someone else rather, you’ll bleed to death. Your fate is sealed; mine is not. You can save me.”
Lilly felt uncontrollable bitter laughter fill her as she wiped her tear-marred eyes dry. She knew he was right. She would die. As much as she wanted to live, she could not survive her predicament. “Save you and let you eat my soul instead, right? Let you consume all of me, robbing me of whatever afterlife awaits me. I’m not a moron.”
The dragon breathes out even harder, gentle wisps of steam forming in the already chilling air. “Yes. I want your soul too. It would provide more nourishment than your body alone, and I need to recover my strength. Perhaps if you let me consume you, I could only dissolve parts of your soul, then I could keep the rest safe as a reward. It’s not a good offer for you, but it’s the best I am capable of giving in this state.”
She snorted and shook her head, her chin wrinkling and her brows tightening. She turned her back on the seemingly gentle eyes staring at her. “I will not be your food. The fewer of you creatures exist, the fewer people have to die. Just let me bleed out in peace.” Her voice broke at the end, cracking heavily, as she admitted her fate aloud.
She expected a response immediately but got nothing except for the near-indecipherable breaths escaping the scaly maw and the occasional whimper. In the quiet and increasing cold, she could do nothing but curl tighter and try to come to terms with being extinguished so easily.
It was nearly a half hour before the dragon made a really pained-sounding grunt. His scales began to scrape the ground as he moved into a completely different position, this time staring directly forwards, his head facing the hole. Both of his eyes were fixed on Lilly with quiet, earnest desperation. “What is your name? I choose to call myself Tozzat. I like taking long flights and swimming in the many lakes hidden inside these woods. I find streams peaceful, and I find trees majestic. I find you creatures fascinating. Yes, I use you as food, but I’ve grown to care for how complex your souls are. So please… introduce yourself.”
Lilly just curled even tighter into her ball. She knew what he was trying to do. It was quite obvious that the beast was simply trying to humanize itself to wear down her resistance. She had meant to not respond but she betrayed her intentions as she dared peek a quick glance at his dark face.
She could see the soft moonlight barely reflecting on the scales between his eyes and down the top of his muzzle. Highlighting the hopeless, scared green eyes. She saw the despair same in his expression that was in her heart. It disgusted her. “Shut up. Why would I want to get to know someone who wants to murder me.”
The weakened voice responded almost immediately. “Why wouldn’t you? If you are going to die regardless then why turn your back on a potential distraction from your fate? Sure it is a hunting tactic, but if you are to die by any other method than me eating you and I somehow survive would you not rather be remembered? I am not saying I remember most of my prey, but now, knowing I might die, this moment will be burned into my mind. If another monster eats you would you not rather have some distant way of existing when your very essence is destroyed? With the destruction of your village and the death of anyone who knew you, you would be truly and utterly destroyed. I don’t want that. I have done that to others, but now that I know how it feels to know that will be my fate, I can’t wish it upon even my food. Is there any point to resisting simple conversation?”
The words stung. She wanted to do anything she could to avoid the monster gettings its hooks in her brain. She wanted to do anything… but she also didn’t want to feel this overwhelming lonliness and fear that loomed over every second of her slowly evaporating life. “My name is Lilly… I helped my dad work his forge. I had two siblings and a mother sweeter than sugar itself. I-“
Her voice cracked and she gasped through her teary eyes as the only images her brain could bring up of her family were their bloody corpses laid on the floor behind her as she ran towards the woods. Their lifeless eyes staring infinitely out where she’d gone, almost seeming like they were disappointed in her for abandoning them. “I couldn’t do anything to save them… I watch the invaders swords break through their chests and then their corpses fall to the ground. I could do… I COULD DO NOTHING!”
The dragon’s eyes seemed to grow even deeper. They almost appeared sympathetic as she sobbed on the ground, choking on her throat as it tried to clamp shut in grief. Ever so slowly a black paw inched its way into the crevise. Until it stopped at where the cliff face met the beast shoulderblade.
Lilly stared at it through her bleary, teared up eyes. “What is this?”

The dragons voice was gentle still, there seemed to be one or two slight cracks in his inflection. Gentle traces of what seemed to be real emotion under a voice that was doing everything it could to sound alluring. “If you need to hold my paw for a minute... I’ll give you a five minute guarantee that I won’t attempt to yank you out. We may not be a social species ourselves but we have the ability to do anything with the souls we’ve eaten. We have the ability to see every aspect of them if we so choose. I made the mistake of choosing. After consuming one of the souls of my prey I decided to delve into it to sate my curiosity while it digested. I saw- I FELT the first memory I plunged into. The most core memory to who they were- when their parents were mauled by a bear to protect them. I may not understand what I felt then, it may be a forgien concept to me… but it’s one I don’t like and however irrational it may be for me in my state I won’t try to grab you if you need to hold my paw for a few minutes. I don’t want you to feel that feeling.”
Lilly gave a soft disbelieving chuckle. She crept back again to be fully pressed against the wall, wiping her eyes and trying to force those recent scarring memories back into the depths of subconcious for the last remaining moments of her life. “I don’t believe you. You creatures are incapable of empathy. This was the whole point of starting any of this conversation wasn’t it? Make me feel bad so you could pretend to comfort me?”
The next sigh seemed rather exasperated and mournful. The paw twitched slightly the claws curling inwards, away from you. “Take it what you will, but the offer still stands until I withdraw my paw. It is not natural for me to want to do this anyways. Perhaps its best you don’t believe me.”
The next twenty minutes passed with silence once more aside from the occasional whining laboured breath from the starving animal. Lilly could feel the ground she was sitting on growing ever more sticky as blood pooled from her back wound and onto the ground. Her head was beginning to hurt.
Eventually the paw withdrew. It was so quiet Lilly didn’t even notice until until a shockingly cold wall of air spilled into her tight chamber and shocked her sensitive skin, burning at her wounds. She shuddered and whimpered slightly. It scared her but a part of her was thankful. The cold would help stop her heart faster, before she could be manipulated into allowing herself to be destroyed by the monster who guarded her.
The next twenty- then forty minutes passed under she could hear a loud wailing sound accompanied by a deep threating grumble of the empty stomach. The dragon bitterly snorted, much like Lilly’s habit. “I’m sorry, my stomach burns. Please… I’ve been trying to leave you in peace to decide but PLEASE. I don’t know what I can offer you. I know I have no right to demand anything of you. All I’ve done so far is try to kill you, but I am begging you. Please save me. Please. I am not a creature that enjoy being weak, but I am begging you. It will be hard but I promise I won’t digest all of your soul… I’ll let you keep existing in as much an extent as I can… please. I don’t know what else to say.”
Lilly didn’t even bother respond to the desperate grovelling of the beast. She was too wrapped up in how cold it was. Her fingers were stiff and she could barely move them. Her back no longer hurt, just being completely numb. Every breath sent a plume of thick steam from her quivering lips.
At her lack of response the dragonic creature began to sob. Lilly could see it’s body trembling by the moonlight dancing at every little quake and quiver that slightly changed the position of the shiny black sclaes.
Lilly found herself slowly growing to hate the monster less as she felt her own body failing and the overwhelming hopelessness that was taking over her remaining consciousness. He was still a monster that would destroy everything she was, but right now he was all she had. All that was left that understood her plight. Understood that they were slowly being phased out of existance. “I know this doesn’t even make sense… but thank you. For being here. I still hate everything your species stands for and hate that you wanted an easy meal out of me, but… I’m glad I’m not alone. It’s so cold. My mind is going numb. Perhaps this feeling is just a product of too little blood left to reach my brain but I’m glad you chose me to hunt…”
The dragon shifted so his watery eyes were once more gazing in on her. They were so fragile, so innocently terrified. “Well if your glad I’m here then can you at least humor me one more hunting tactic. Can you actually consider my offer? I don’t know what sort of an afterlife there is, but if you let me try this and I succeed then while you may miss out on a beautiful paradise, you may also avoid a dark abyss of pain. With me you have my absolute promise and guarantee that no matter how awkward it may be to exist inside me and be partially digested… that your soul will never be alone. Please don’t tell me I’m lying even if you believe it. Just please let your heart be open to trusting me. To trusting that I would be truly greatful if this isn’t the last thing I felt before I died.”
Lilly tried to wave him off, only for her hand to fall to the ground beside her, almost too numb to move. The finger tips twitched slightly. The closer she got to deaths door the more appealing his evident lie felt. What if there really was nothing after she died? What if she’d just float through infite darkness trapped in an eternity of feeling this way with no one to comfort her. Or what if there was an afterlife but it was ruled by a cruel diety who enjoyed suffering. If there was a creator of this world could they possibly be caring if this slow agonizing torment was something allowed, something they made her to feel?
She trembled and laughed ever so slightly. This time is carried no bitterness. It was not a happy laugh, but it was not an angry one either. Rather an unsure one? A laugh because her brain didn’t know how to process the emotions it was feeling? A laugh because her body was trying deperately to do keep her body active?
She didn’t want him to hunt her. She just wanted him to be there. To comfort her, despite just a few hours ago rejecting such comfort when it was offered to her. Not that it mattered. “Fine. I-I suppose you could try. I-I-I guess t-that’d be alright.”
She saw the dragons head remove completely from her view. Letting the air flow in freely. She stiffened up more as the cold air flooded in and turned her already blueish skin more grey. She felt a bit of panic, worried he was leaving her. That his final attempt at hunting would be to let her die alone in hopes she’d make a break for it and allow him to feast on her carcass. She reached forwards with a longing whimper. Under her breath a soft whine- “Don’t go. Please,” Barely discernable to even her, called out.
She could still see the moonlight reflecting off his body and the way his legs seemed to shudder, trying to keep his own body weight up. Lilly sniffed and watched him, wondering what he might do to claim her.
Finally after another ten minutes of letting her body shut down bit by bit and the cold to leave small burns on her skin he shifted and once more stuffed his entire head in the crack. He pushed it all the way in until it was impossible to go further.
For this first time Lilly didn’t pull away from him getting closer. She didn’t have the energy to, nor did she want to. Seeing his eyes so close and the tiniest wavering glimmer of hope within them allowed for a small sense of relief for some reason in her brain.
He had been holding his breath up until now, but all at once he let out a huge gust of the gentle, incredibly warm sheet of air from his lungs. Lilly felt a mixture of unbelievable bliss as the air gave her body a glimpse of the heat it was so desperately craving and uncontrollable fear as she realized just how hard it was to control herself.
A soft gasp escaped her as the jaws closed. It was a gasp of dissapoinment. A feeling she never thought she’d feel for something that should comfort her. The warmth only lasted for a minute or so before it completely faded and she was back to shivering, worse than before, knowing warmth was so close. “S-so your holding your b-body heat hostage then? That is how you monsters convince people to be food?”
The dragon gave a meek, seemingly comforting smile. “Yes. I wish I could keep you warm without needing to force your hand, but we both now I have no choice here. Lilly; trust me. Come to me and I will give you a much warmer place to die, a place where you’ll be even less alone. I’m asking as not only a predator, but as a fellow intelligent being who knows how your feeling right now and who want to save you from that.”
Lilly shook her head softly. “I’m sorry mon-Tozzat? That was what you call yourself right? I’m sorry, but-” He breathed out another gust of air causing her body to lean into it closer. She then felt her hand reach out, and then her legs slowly push closer to the source of the breath. She tried with all of her brains willpower to fight it and managed to slow herself to a stop once more only to be filled with a deep sadness. Her body wanted to feed him, he wanted her to feed him, everything seemed to be pointing at that being the best option for her… why fight it? Even if she was destroyed? Most of the people she knew probably had their souls destroyed. There was nothing left for her in this world and she wasn’t even sure what she wanted in the next… “Why fight it..? T-tozzat please… don’t forget me once I’m gone. E-even if you do digest my soul.”
With that she put every ounce of strength she had into flinging herself a few feet forwards into the crack of the crevice, falling flat before him, only her hand making close enough, falling with a soft splat right in the center of his tongue. It was so warm. The heat radiated deep into her numb fingers, her body struggled to register it completely but deep in her muscles she could feel it. It was wonderful.
The dragon seemed to freeze in place for a second, in what seemed to be shock before the jaws slowly closed around her hand, his tongue wrapping it tightly and his eyes being a wild mixture. Lilly stared into the green irisis with an accepting gaze. She could see so many things in those beautiful orbs. She could see joy, relief, hunger, thankfulness, and a cold predatory stare of a starving animal that had finally cornered its meat. For some reason the last thing she saw didn’t scare her anymore. She’d accepted that it was that type of creature she was feeding herself to.
A strong tremble ran through is body as his nose began to twitch uncontroably and with a sudden flurry of aggressive movment Lilly felt her entire body being roughly dragged out of the crevise, several new cuts being torn into her fragile skin and he shoulder joint aching.
As soon as she was out she saw the eyes, now purely pretatorial gazing at her with a near crazed look of urgency. His two front clawed paws both reached out over her head, his jaws parted, spraying her face with thick gobs of drool.
The moonlight now allowed her to truly see the maw that had opened for her earlier. She could see the crimson interior shining with the severe amounts of saliava covering everything. His long red tongue hung limply over his slack bottom jaw, the forked tip slightly twitching in anticipation. She could see the sharp as knives teeth glistening, one row with two i-teeth that surely must stick over his lip when he had his mouth closed. And beyond those was the fleshy, pulsating interior, the red fleshy throat eager to squish her down in a matter of seconds, and the large dangling uvula swaying slightly.
All these observations she’d made in a matter of seconds before the jaws slammed down onto the ground hard, gripping either side of her head between those razor sharp teeth. As soon as they touched her flesh they hesitated, seeming to tremble. She could feel the now ragged and frantic breaths of her soon-to-be predator rapily washing across her face. Heating it up rather quickly and sending wonderful chemicals spilling through her brain. She breathed in deeply, allowing the warm air to traval down her larynx and heat up her insides. It smelled like she’d expected it too. Like a moist trap of rotting meat, but it was a smell she was welcoming as long as the breath continued to wash over her.
With a sense of surprising peace she awaited the final twitch of his muscles that would decapitate her but the brething just slowly slowed until the teeth loosened and he pulled his head back a bit. He seemed to be struggling very hard to not give into the instinct to kill her immediately. “S-sorry. My body is telling me to tear you to shreds right now and get your meat inside of me as fast as I can. But first I want to say… thank you Lilly. You saved me and I meant it when I said I promise I will do my best to ensure your soul survives somehow, some way. I can’t promise my best will be enough especially if your body doesn’t feed me fully. To be honest no soul has ever survived me when I’m hungry, but no soul has ever made me care this much before either. I guess we’ll only see in time…. Now. I’m going to eat you.”
Lilly watched as his paw raised once more, this time claws curled away and the gently pressed against the side of her face in a last moment of comfort. Then he started his meal. He scooped both paws gently under her back and lifted it from the ground. Then his head began to decend upon her.
Lilly felt no more of her earlier hatred, she’d fully given in. Her hands lifted above her head right before he plunged that too inside of him. She felt them meet his tongue and run up his tastebuds, covering them in a thick layer of his spittle. They traced over every bump of the long appendage before they hit the back of his throat and she carefully curved them down towards the gullet to avoid hitting his gag reflex.
He stopped at her shoulders gently closing his jaws around her, his teeth not hurting at all, rather feeling like they were just holding her, in a sharp dangerous hug. She pressed her face hard against the tongue, letting it coat her in his fluids.
Upon the first moment of her entering the fleshy interior of his maw came alive. The tongue wrapped around her arms sliding up and down them, covering his taste buds with her flavour. The drool increased even more as he then lapped gently at her cheek with a soft sighing purring noise from deep within his throat. The sound echoed through her drool soaked ears and rolled around her brain in an almost soothing way.
Lilly was fairly certain her brain was desperately trying to cope with being eaten by romantasizing every aspect of it, but she didn’t care. Even if everything she was thinking was wrong and it was truly as horrific as she should believe why should she not allow herself to be happy with it?
He lingered only for a minute of her face and arms before his starved greed got the better of making it sweet and his muzzle pushed all the way down to her hips, his tongue pressing against her belly, mashing her back against the hard and firm roof of his maw. She felt the ridges dig in a little bit as her head was quickly plunged away from any last little traces of light and into the truly warm gullet.
He wasted no more time with her sliding his paws under her thighs, then knees, then calves as he lifted more and more of her deep into him. At last Tozzat place both of his front paws firmly on the ground and with his very limited strength lifted his head high to the sky and snapped his teeth shut with a loud ‘clack!’
Lilly felt the throat walls press in on her, pushing the air out of her lungs, compressing her as much as they could while they dragged her speedily down to where the body could turn her into nutritious mush. She didn’t care though. All she could focus on was the increasingly warm waves of heat that were flooding through her. Warming up her cold burnt skin and restoring feeling to her limbs.
Lilly felt her hands meet a tigher ring and then finally reach an open space. It made a gust of acrid nasty air blow through her nostrils. She wriggled her fingers as they were rapidly lowered inside and her toes as they sunk below the uvula finally and into the confines of his body, never to be seen again.
Lilly spread her arms out to either side of her to feel the shape of his stomach as she fell so she was ready when the rest of her slid in. She twisted herself in such a way so that by the time her legs followed she was in a fetal position.
Before she had even entered the stomach had already been rapidly filling up with the thin acids meant to process her into food. She felt is go up to her bottom ribcage as she breathed in the acidic smelling air and felt the walls compressing her tightly, squishing the air out of the flashy chamber and coating her with the acids.
Finally her survival instinct kicked in again and she a strong urge to get out of there right away. Her hands began to wildly push against the stomach, looking for a way to escape. Her heart rate began to pick up until she heard Tozzat’s soothing voice gently reassure her. “Shhh. It’s a bit too late to have second thoughts now. Just relax Lilly. You won’t have to suffer, you’ll run out of air long before it burns too bad. Just enjoy the warmth and know you saved me. Know that the uncomfortable place you are in will be short lived and will keep me alive.”
She felt a firm paw press in from the outside of the stomach and gently begin to caress his gut, and by extention her. She took a deep breath of the remaining air and forced her heartrate to slow down. She was going to die, she already knew this. There was nothing she could do to change anything now. He was right. She just needed to relax and let the stomach do its job. She hugged her knees tighter and closed her eyes tightly, focussing on the way the warmth soaked into her and how as she grew more limp the compressions of the stomach felt less like they were going to crush her and more like they were giving her a tight hug. She allowed her mind to once more try to romanticize the situation. Yes. She was going to die, but she was single handedly saving this creature she’d bonded with. Her life was over but did that really matter. No. He had truly done her a favor by comforting her and maybe by eating her. Who knows if gods or a god really existed, if there was an afterlife at all.
As felt her lungs start to burn a bit she rubbed her face gently against the stomach and allowed her body to surrender to the lack of oxygen, hearing Tozzat gently speaking to her still and smiling, despite everything that had happened during her absolutely traumatic night.
Tozzat’s voice was the last thing she’d ever hear, along with the grumble and growls of a long deprived digestive system. “I’ll see your soul soon, just let my body dissolve you. I will sleep once I’m sure my body has recovered enough its safe to do so. Until then I am going to lay here calm my souls hunger to destroy you. Lilly I am so thankful for what you’ve done, I-”
Lilly knew he had no idea what to say and was just repeating prvious things, but she still appreciated the attempts at making her feel better. Her brain began to darken and flicker and with her last bit of consciousness she breathed out a soft. “Thank you Tozzat.” Then everything went black and she felt her soul being sucked in. Whether it was to be cared for by a new friend she’d met or destroyed by a crafty predator who pulled on her heartstring, only waiting and seeing could tell. Either way somehow despite everything she’d said at first. She did not regret giving into him.