a blessed boi

Excuse my vornyposting, but

I want to see his fanged maw decent over my face.
I want to feel his powerful throat swallow me down, unbothered by my beginning worried struggles.
I want to lay fully in his belly feeling it sway under him.
I want to feel him rub and prod his gut as it slowly fills with stinging acid.
I want to thrash and scream in there as I digest, hearing him enjoy my struggles.
I want to melt into nothing more than a bellyfull of soup, sloshing loudly as it gets pumped into the intestines.
I want to find my soul in there futilely trying to escape the belly.
I want to hear Thorax moan as he begins to digest my soul, breaking down thoughts, memories, and personality.
I want to feel him keep nothing of the above. Every aspect is digested until it's reduced to nothing more than nutrients.
I want to be fully claimed, Thorax not hesitating to digest even the core of my soul, my awareness. Permanently destroying my existence for just a few more nutrients.
I want to hear him climax as I get churned completely. The last thing ill ever experience is to witness the joy of the one erasing me.
I want to be nothing more than liquid slop thickening Thorax intestines, slowly getting absorbed.
I want to adorn Thorax's form as nothing more than a jiggling layer of pudge.
I want to be completely forgotten by Thorax once he spies his next meal.

These are of course natural feelings~ It’s a perfectly reasonable response to crave your destruction within such a handsome changeling. To thrash and struggle as the kind and friendly predator sends you to an acidic fate. You stopped being a person the moment he decided he wants you. All of you. Your body, and your soul. Your pleasures of the past and your hopes for the future, snuffed out as he presses down to feel every last kick and squirm within until the very idea you had been meant for anything else has been erased. Nothing but pudge to be enjoyed and forgotten about~