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Oh gosh, Eridan vore again! Sorry guys, not furry or animal. More like Demi-human, or troll for those of you who are familiar with homestuck.

(And before anyone asks, sorry, I won't to animation requests/trades commissions. They are far too time consuming for me to consider doing outside of my personal wants.)

This here is a personal project which took a couple of weeks. It has been a long time since I have attempted animating and I suddenly got stuck into doing one involving Eridan and a tiny mermaid. It isn't that fantastic considering how long I have spent on it, but frame by frame animation on photoshop is the only way I know how to do it.

My friend Cerulesta first got into Eridan , and this liking has spread to me. Therefore she has helped me some in the progress of making this. At one point she also started to describe the background of the scenario while I was working on one of the sections. I will be inserting said writing below.

Enjoy!

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Late at night when the waters grow dark, a tiny mermaid was swimming perhaps on the outskirts of her city, maybe on her way home, all by herself
and as she's swimming there's just this sudden, horrible cold feeling crawling up the back of her neck, like someone watching her
and she turns around

only to see the very thing that the elders and her parents had always spoken about with hushed voices, the monster that preys upon their kind, such that anyone who has been spotted by it has never been seen since
she knows what she's supposed to do, don't look back, don't look back, but she can still see those luminous eyes boring into her skull and it terrifies her so much that making her body obey her orders is suddenly so difficult
and scarcely a moment later she feels his clawed grip closing around her and no matter how much she screams, no one will come and save her, no matter if they hear her or not, because then they know that he'll take them too

so she's left squirming and sobbing in his grip, maybe a few members of her community peering out from secluded places, pitying her but unable to do anything as he swims away with her in tow
then proceeds to take her out of the water, plop her into a little china bowl and set her on his table

so she's completely helpless to do anything but cower in the bowl, trembling uncontrollably, afraid to look at him but morbidly curious at the same time, eventually managing to meet his gaze and only shrinking further back away from him

because to her he's probably the most terrifying thing she's ever seen in her life-- there are sharks and stuff in the ocean, yes, but her people are so small that they don't warrant their attention most of the time, and they're easy enough to elude if you know where to hide.

but this creature is smart, and he targets them specifically

he knows where they'll try to run to, he's faster than they are

no matter how hard she wriggles when he picks her up, she can't get away, his claws just pierce into her flesh to keep her from moving and it hurts-- and then he speaks to her, in a language she can actually understand, and she only has a short moment to consider just what he IS to be able to speak like them

before he lifts her over his head and lets her drop between his jaws
and then of course it's just suddenly so dark, and so wet in a way she's never experienced before, the moisture is thick and slimy and clingy and uncomfortable and she can barely breathe it

and unlike how it would be if some other aquatic creature was eating her, he doesn't bite into her, nor does she just slide down his throat like it's some sort of gaping tunnel. He actually takes a second to savor her, his tongue cupping underneath her, his teeth nipping into her tail to keep her in place
she had no idea what he was going to do with her in the first place, or that he could speak, or that he would take her out of the water, or.. any of this
she can only want to go back to tell her people, to warn them so they can be better prepared

but of course there's no escaping

and the moment she feels his fangs release their hold on her so that she can try to struggle out, her entire world tips on an angle, she can feel this warmth and suction around her tail as it's slurped into the same environment as the rest of her

then her head and shoulders are squeezed painstakingly into this slick, suffocating, fleshy tube that refuses to give even a single inch around her
she's realized that he's eating her, that wasn't difficult to discern-- but for a second she lodges there, so confused, so scared, thinking maybe he had second thoughts or that he has other plans for her or even that he just can't manage it

until this thick, squeezing pulse of pressure grinds down over the part of her that's trapped and she's heaved deeper inside, and without warning her body just betrays her hopes and slides down so smooth and easy, giving in to the machinations of his throat, letting her slip with such little resistance
so that within a matter of seconds the whole of her is smothered inside that tight, fleshy tunnel, wringing the strength out of her, urging her down, and she thinks she can feel him touching at her for a moment before it takes her deep enough that she can't sense his fingers

there's nothing she can do-- she's more helpless than ever, she can't combat his body working against her, she's just too streamlined and slippery and goes down so easily now that she's gotten started... and in due time his throat relinquishes her to his stomach's embrace, which gives her a little more room to move but not much

and it just kind of coddles her there, hugging in around her and forcing her up against herself, it's wet but there's no water for her to inhale-- just sticky saliva that clogs her gills and a swelling pool of... something, something that starts to burn on contact

her movement is so restricted, no matter how much she pushes out at the soft, fleshy walls to get them to flex for her and give her space, they just squeeze back in around her, drenching her in the burning fluid, and all the while she's struggling so hard to breathe

maybe she'd be tempted to breathe the burning stuff, it's thinner than his saliva... if indeed it did end up being breathable, it would hurt so incredibly with every inhale and even more of her body would have to be submerged in it to allow her the luxury of breathing in the first place

as it starts to wear away at her from the inside as well as the outside, and no matter how much she cries and screams, there's no response but his contented murmurs and the slight pressure of his hand again, teasing across the area where he can feel her squirming, enjoying the sensation to disgusting extent, letting it last as long as possible

and now she truly understands why her people fear this monster, she knows what's happened to everyone who's been captured by him before, why they were never seen again after that

but she can't do anything to tell them

she's going to end up just like all the others

giving him the nourishment necessary to go out the next day and snatch up one of her brothers or sisters

and subject them to the exact same torture.