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**WARNING... DIGESTION AHEAD IN SAID STORY. READ AT YE OWN RISK.**
Ever played D&D? I haven't but, I believe I know what the game is about. For those who don't know, D&D (Dungeons and Dragons), at least from what I know is a nerdy game that uses a combination of ye imagination and mathematics to create a bunch of scenarios that your character(s) encounter. I dunno how it ends, but I believe if all of the player characters lose to a powerful opponent, then the opponent wins. In this case here, Billy is challenged by his rival Grape with several games.
Grape and Billy set the framework for the rules of how the DND games should go. Though Billy had found a way to use Grape's overconfidence to his advantage. It was pretty tame for the first few games. Though Grape kept losing to him. At one point, Billy would start getting bored of winning given Grape kept asking to play another round so he may finally win. Thus, Grape started making wagers which Billy told him off as he wasn't interested. Although, Grape did bet his earnings doing missions from mystery dungeons, it wasn't enough motivation for Billy. Billy warned Grape however, not to make such a rash decision. Grape still insisted and started demanding the rematches which Billy sighs after with a annoyed expression on his face. Grape was practically pleading at that point.
Thus, the DND session would commence, the same thing would happen and Grape would lose his bet money until he had nothing left. Grape would nearly sob due to the fact he was so unlucky with beating Billy. "You have nothing left now are ya satisfied big boi?" said the calm and collected Pachirisu. He continued, "If ye don't have anything left to bet on, I believe I can finally take my leave. I'm already hungry enough as it is..." Billy would take one more glance at the brown squirrel whose morale has fallen quite a lot. Billy couldn't bear seeing him so he teased the lad with one more shot as he had a hungry smirk on his face. "Hey... perhaps you'd like one more game?" Billy said with confidence. He'd pat the big Greedent on the back.
"I-I don't have anything left to wager..." sighed Grape, his morale fallen quite a bit. Billy would suddenly dropped a spoonful of grape jelly over Grape's head. "H-huh?" said the confused Greedent.
Billy then responded to Grape's statement with a smug smile, "Not everything-", Billy would chuckle after. "If you're willing to go the extremes, then you have oooone more shot. Whaddya saay? I'll even up the play... Ye get to cheat a little whilst I have a multiplier. As long as they still satisfy the rules to some extent you can only cheat 3 times with every 5 turns." he inquires after. Grape was initially hesitant from the terms of this game due to the implication that Billy would snack on him. Yet, he was determined to believe he would win this time so, he accepted said challenge with the altered rules. Thus, the DND session commenced.
There was more rough bumps and hurdles this time for the pachi given the altered rules made for this challenge but in the end the Pachirisu ended up victorious. Grape was horrified as he lost his most dicey bet yet. Billy would go further to tease the Greedent, "You can check the math history there buddy. I still win regardless of how you look at that. Now how do you want to be eaten, glazed or frosted?"
Grape shouted, "N-Neither! Why do I always lose to this puny Swiss roll of a squirrel? Cooome ooon! Aaaah-!!" Before Grape would get a chance to get away, Billy would use a thin yet strong churro as a lasso to wrap and snag the Grape. Grape was at his wits end as he glances down towards the Pachirisu trapped in the churro coils. Billy would stick his tongue out teasingly as he gets personal with the massive squirrel. "Don't be such a sore loser lad. I'm mostly teasing... uuuh... with the intention of snacking eh hehe..." Billy would then spread and slather the rest of the lad with grape jelly with whipped cream on top. Billy would proceed after to open his maw wide as Grape prepares to descend down the poison Pachirisu's mouth. "Guuh..." exclaimed Grape, "U-uugh-! Th-This is so gross-!" Grape would squirm about as he tried to make it as hard as possible for Billy to eat him. Despite his efforts, Billy had stuffed him face first into his maw. Billy would then brush Grape along his face with his tongue, cleaning off some of the jelly which added a level of sweetness to the pachi's satisfaction.
Billy would hoist up the Greedent with a bit of upper arm strength as he now has Grape firmly above him, allowing gravity and Grape's constant wiggling to aid in his descent. Grape from the opposite end of the spectrum was really upset and he shifted continually about as his yelling was completely muffled halfway down the Pachirisu's throat.
Billy took on another swallow causing the Greedent to sink farther down into the toxic abyss. Grape's upper body now completely squashed by the slimy embrace of the gullet flesh; A cozy yet warm cushion of tissue a willing prey would absolutely adore. Grape yelled and shouted as loud as he could to try to get Billy's attention but not a soundwave or peep of what Grape said would reach Billy. Grape would continue his slimy descend farther as more and more of his upper body became constricted and bounded by the soft folds of the gullet. Billy continued to swipe the glazed jelly off of Grape as he reaches his lower torso. Not long after, Grape's head would sink right through the open sphincter of the stomach entrance. "I'm not about to become nutrients for this stupid electric squirrel." He'd mumbled out rather peeved. He'd try to use his Tetris conjuring to summon an " I " tetrimino piece to shove at the gut walls to stop his descent as half of his body was still within the Pachi's gullet with only the tail sticking out of Billy's mouth.
Unfortunate for Grape, the shoving had no effect and only created a big bulge on the lad's belly. Billy would briefly chuckle thinking how "adorkable" this was and reacted by swallowing the rest of the Greedent down. Grape would start to feel the force of Billy's swallowing and soon enough, the I piece shattered followed by Grape getting shoved and crammed into the Pachi belly fully. His body was completely immobile and curled up into fetal position afterwards from the walls of the gut contracted around him, caving him in in a way as the stomach fluids fill the gut. Grape would be briefly in a daze as the sudden movement from him being shoved all so suddenly would get to him.
Billy would sit back with a satisfying sigh and his biggest prize filling his hunger. "Strangely enough-" he'd chuckled whist rubbing his noisy gut. "You made for a fantastic meal! I guess sitting through all those DND games were -UUUUuuurp... worth it." He'd use the fang on his necklace as a tooth pick to dig out any fur that was stuck in his teeth.
An hour eventually had passed already and Grape would start waking to a gut half-full of thick stomach saliva. "Wh-Wuhere... am I? And why is it so s-steaming warm?" He'd soon come back to his senses as he flinches in shock as he was soaking in a bubbly tub of slimy stomach fluids. He'd shove both his arms outward causing the gut to groan with the fluids gargling and bubbling simultaneously. "G-Guh! I've been eaten!" The gut starts to contract again crushing the Greedent within the cushiony folds of the layered stomach tissue. He'd yelp as he started using a bunch of his strength to free some space. "Eeeech-! My arms... nngh- ...are just o-only... sinking into... the folds! I can't gain any... free leg... r-room!" Grape would think of trying Pokemon moves but the move-set he had and his current predicament made it impossible to do. Thus, he started thrashing and pounding a bunch in Billy's gut.
Billy whilst minding his own business noticed the commotion Grape made within him as he jumped from the sudden thrashing, "Well... look who decided to wake up? Feeling soft yet?" The continued thrashing gave him his answer to which Billy squashed his gut with both arms, "Guess that's a maybe-. Who knew such a sore loser would complain so much?" beamed Billy. Grape would shove and kick extra rough from that comment he made followed by a bunch of muffled complaints which the gut's groaning would drown out. Billy would respond, "Hey stop squirmin'! You already knew what you were getting into by challenging me again. And I made it a little easier for you that last time. So quit your shenanigans." Grape responded with even more ineffective squirming and faint comments that could be barely heard. However, with the extra rough thrashing, Billy's gut would roar out a warbled, loud, drawn out gargle for a brief time. Billy would perk in surprise as his stomach shrank somewhat imminently after the gargle; Grape shrieking briefly the moment the gut shrinks.
Billy continued whilst rubbing his now softer and roundish looking belly, "...You'll also only melt and digest faster by shoving around in there." Billy would whisper to where he believed Grape's ear was. "-So if ya wanna last, I'd suggest ya cool ya head and embrace the belly taking ya. You do have your scarf so, I'll be suuure to take care of ya as fat." He'd sigh as he sat back. Grape despite not taking Billy's advice would continue to fight against the processing gut but with little luck. Eventually, Grape would start to tire out and lose energy and he'd shamefully admit defeat to the powerful poison gut. Grape would realize he was in an incredible melty state which he would no longer be able to go back and in due time the gut would start to shrink more and more until Billy became a chubby pear of a Pachirisu.
Billy would wake and look at his acquired mass gain from Grape which he'd complimented on following a smirky expression with a *blep*. Just as he was about to head home for the day, his gut suddenly growls and shouts at him. "Whuh?" Billy would say in surprise, "I'm not hungry so what's-?" The belly would start growling in rhythmic patterns and codes that only Billy would recognize. It was then Billy knew what's going on, "-OH! Hehheh... even as sentient phet you still manage to roll your way back. Now that's determination. See? This is what you get for being so stubborn though. No matter how big something is though, I WILL manage to scarf it down... that includes you. Size doesn't matter in the end" Billy would waddle with his sloshy belly.
The belly pudge of Grape would speak to Billy in a series of long gargles and groans one by one trying to conversate, "What? A rematch?! You're honestly joking at this point now right?" Billy would listen to said growls of the digested Grape, "...No way! I'm sick of DND! What makes you think I'd even want to play it again? Besides, you have nothing left *-uurp* to bet on!" Billy would listen again then continued, "I can tell you're just teasing me just by saying having a match with your gut. Actually..." An idea would spark in Billy's head. "...tell ya what? If you could challenge my sister Sage in the sorry state you're in to DND, I'll maybe consider challenging you again." Billy's cheeks would bloat up almost imminently from him saying that. "Mmrf-?" yelps Billy as he was forced to belch out Grape's scarf in a big belch afterwards which he'd catch with his paw. "What?" Billy said casually content, "I'm just being reasonable. At least you're not as grumpy anymore." The Grape pudge begged to differ by producing a short bubbly gargle from Billy's belly. Which Billy chuckled. Billy would hang the wet scarf over his shoulder and continue to conversate with the digested sentient pudge of Grape as the sun set, returning home from a day filled with DND marathoning.
I'm pretty sure though Grape will somehow make a return. He has in the past lol. But hopefully by then he learns his lesson.
Grape and Billy both belong to me.
Art and Story made by me.
Ever played D&D? I haven't but, I believe I know what the game is about. For those who don't know, D&D (Dungeons and Dragons), at least from what I know is a nerdy game that uses a combination of ye imagination and mathematics to create a bunch of scenarios that your character(s) encounter. I dunno how it ends, but I believe if all of the player characters lose to a powerful opponent, then the opponent wins. In this case here, Billy is challenged by his rival Grape with several games.
Grape and Billy set the framework for the rules of how the DND games should go. Though Billy had found a way to use Grape's overconfidence to his advantage. It was pretty tame for the first few games. Though Grape kept losing to him. At one point, Billy would start getting bored of winning given Grape kept asking to play another round so he may finally win. Thus, Grape started making wagers which Billy told him off as he wasn't interested. Although, Grape did bet his earnings doing missions from mystery dungeons, it wasn't enough motivation for Billy. Billy warned Grape however, not to make such a rash decision. Grape still insisted and started demanding the rematches which Billy sighs after with a annoyed expression on his face. Grape was practically pleading at that point.
Thus, the DND session would commence, the same thing would happen and Grape would lose his bet money until he had nothing left. Grape would nearly sob due to the fact he was so unlucky with beating Billy. "You have nothing left now are ya satisfied big boi?" said the calm and collected Pachirisu. He continued, "If ye don't have anything left to bet on, I believe I can finally take my leave. I'm already hungry enough as it is..." Billy would take one more glance at the brown squirrel whose morale has fallen quite a lot. Billy couldn't bear seeing him so he teased the lad with one more shot as he had a hungry smirk on his face. "Hey... perhaps you'd like one more game?" Billy said with confidence. He'd pat the big Greedent on the back.
"I-I don't have anything left to wager..." sighed Grape, his morale fallen quite a bit. Billy would suddenly dropped a spoonful of grape jelly over Grape's head. "H-huh?" said the confused Greedent.
Billy then responded to Grape's statement with a smug smile, "Not everything-", Billy would chuckle after. "If you're willing to go the extremes, then you have oooone more shot. Whaddya saay? I'll even up the play... Ye get to cheat a little whilst I have a multiplier. As long as they still satisfy the rules to some extent you can only cheat 3 times with every 5 turns." he inquires after. Grape was initially hesitant from the terms of this game due to the implication that Billy would snack on him. Yet, he was determined to believe he would win this time so, he accepted said challenge with the altered rules. Thus, the DND session commenced.
There was more rough bumps and hurdles this time for the pachi given the altered rules made for this challenge but in the end the Pachirisu ended up victorious. Grape was horrified as he lost his most dicey bet yet. Billy would go further to tease the Greedent, "You can check the math history there buddy. I still win regardless of how you look at that. Now how do you want to be eaten, glazed or frosted?"
Grape shouted, "N-Neither! Why do I always lose to this puny Swiss roll of a squirrel? Cooome ooon! Aaaah-!!" Before Grape would get a chance to get away, Billy would use a thin yet strong churro as a lasso to wrap and snag the Grape. Grape was at his wits end as he glances down towards the Pachirisu trapped in the churro coils. Billy would stick his tongue out teasingly as he gets personal with the massive squirrel. "Don't be such a sore loser lad. I'm mostly teasing... uuuh... with the intention of snacking eh hehe..." Billy would then spread and slather the rest of the lad with grape jelly with whipped cream on top. Billy would proceed after to open his maw wide as Grape prepares to descend down the poison Pachirisu's mouth. "Guuh..." exclaimed Grape, "U-uugh-! Th-This is so gross-!" Grape would squirm about as he tried to make it as hard as possible for Billy to eat him. Despite his efforts, Billy had stuffed him face first into his maw. Billy would then brush Grape along his face with his tongue, cleaning off some of the jelly which added a level of sweetness to the pachi's satisfaction.
Billy would hoist up the Greedent with a bit of upper arm strength as he now has Grape firmly above him, allowing gravity and Grape's constant wiggling to aid in his descent. Grape from the opposite end of the spectrum was really upset and he shifted continually about as his yelling was completely muffled halfway down the Pachirisu's throat.
Billy took on another swallow causing the Greedent to sink farther down into the toxic abyss. Grape's upper body now completely squashed by the slimy embrace of the gullet flesh; A cozy yet warm cushion of tissue a willing prey would absolutely adore. Grape yelled and shouted as loud as he could to try to get Billy's attention but not a soundwave or peep of what Grape said would reach Billy. Grape would continue his slimy descend farther as more and more of his upper body became constricted and bounded by the soft folds of the gullet. Billy continued to swipe the glazed jelly off of Grape as he reaches his lower torso. Not long after, Grape's head would sink right through the open sphincter of the stomach entrance. "I'm not about to become nutrients for this stupid electric squirrel." He'd mumbled out rather peeved. He'd try to use his Tetris conjuring to summon an " I " tetrimino piece to shove at the gut walls to stop his descent as half of his body was still within the Pachi's gullet with only the tail sticking out of Billy's mouth.
Unfortunate for Grape, the shoving had no effect and only created a big bulge on the lad's belly. Billy would briefly chuckle thinking how "adorkable" this was and reacted by swallowing the rest of the Greedent down. Grape would start to feel the force of Billy's swallowing and soon enough, the I piece shattered followed by Grape getting shoved and crammed into the Pachi belly fully. His body was completely immobile and curled up into fetal position afterwards from the walls of the gut contracted around him, caving him in in a way as the stomach fluids fill the gut. Grape would be briefly in a daze as the sudden movement from him being shoved all so suddenly would get to him.
Billy would sit back with a satisfying sigh and his biggest prize filling his hunger. "Strangely enough-" he'd chuckled whist rubbing his noisy gut. "You made for a fantastic meal! I guess sitting through all those DND games were -UUUUuuurp... worth it." He'd use the fang on his necklace as a tooth pick to dig out any fur that was stuck in his teeth.
An hour eventually had passed already and Grape would start waking to a gut half-full of thick stomach saliva. "Wh-Wuhere... am I? And why is it so s-steaming warm?" He'd soon come back to his senses as he flinches in shock as he was soaking in a bubbly tub of slimy stomach fluids. He'd shove both his arms outward causing the gut to groan with the fluids gargling and bubbling simultaneously. "G-Guh! I've been eaten!" The gut starts to contract again crushing the Greedent within the cushiony folds of the layered stomach tissue. He'd yelp as he started using a bunch of his strength to free some space. "Eeeech-! My arms... nngh- ...are just o-only... sinking into... the folds! I can't gain any... free leg... r-room!" Grape would think of trying Pokemon moves but the move-set he had and his current predicament made it impossible to do. Thus, he started thrashing and pounding a bunch in Billy's gut.
Billy whilst minding his own business noticed the commotion Grape made within him as he jumped from the sudden thrashing, "Well... look who decided to wake up? Feeling soft yet?" The continued thrashing gave him his answer to which Billy squashed his gut with both arms, "Guess that's a maybe-. Who knew such a sore loser would complain so much?" beamed Billy. Grape would shove and kick extra rough from that comment he made followed by a bunch of muffled complaints which the gut's groaning would drown out. Billy would respond, "Hey stop squirmin'! You already knew what you were getting into by challenging me again. And I made it a little easier for you that last time. So quit your shenanigans." Grape responded with even more ineffective squirming and faint comments that could be barely heard. However, with the extra rough thrashing, Billy's gut would roar out a warbled, loud, drawn out gargle for a brief time. Billy would perk in surprise as his stomach shrank somewhat imminently after the gargle; Grape shrieking briefly the moment the gut shrinks.
Billy continued whilst rubbing his now softer and roundish looking belly, "...You'll also only melt and digest faster by shoving around in there." Billy would whisper to where he believed Grape's ear was. "-So if ya wanna last, I'd suggest ya cool ya head and embrace the belly taking ya. You do have your scarf so, I'll be suuure to take care of ya as fat." He'd sigh as he sat back. Grape despite not taking Billy's advice would continue to fight against the processing gut but with little luck. Eventually, Grape would start to tire out and lose energy and he'd shamefully admit defeat to the powerful poison gut. Grape would realize he was in an incredible melty state which he would no longer be able to go back and in due time the gut would start to shrink more and more until Billy became a chubby pear of a Pachirisu.
Billy would wake and look at his acquired mass gain from Grape which he'd complimented on following a smirky expression with a *blep*. Just as he was about to head home for the day, his gut suddenly growls and shouts at him. "Whuh?" Billy would say in surprise, "I'm not hungry so what's-?" The belly would start growling in rhythmic patterns and codes that only Billy would recognize. It was then Billy knew what's going on, "-OH! Hehheh... even as sentient phet you still manage to roll your way back. Now that's determination. See? This is what you get for being so stubborn though. No matter how big something is though, I WILL manage to scarf it down... that includes you. Size doesn't matter in the end" Billy would waddle with his sloshy belly.
The belly pudge of Grape would speak to Billy in a series of long gargles and groans one by one trying to conversate, "What? A rematch?! You're honestly joking at this point now right?" Billy would listen to said growls of the digested Grape, "...No way! I'm sick of DND! What makes you think I'd even want to play it again? Besides, you have nothing left *-uurp* to bet on!" Billy would listen again then continued, "I can tell you're just teasing me just by saying having a match with your gut. Actually..." An idea would spark in Billy's head. "...tell ya what? If you could challenge my sister Sage in the sorry state you're in to DND, I'll maybe consider challenging you again." Billy's cheeks would bloat up almost imminently from him saying that. "Mmrf-?" yelps Billy as he was forced to belch out Grape's scarf in a big belch afterwards which he'd catch with his paw. "What?" Billy said casually content, "I'm just being reasonable. At least you're not as grumpy anymore." The Grape pudge begged to differ by producing a short bubbly gargle from Billy's belly. Which Billy chuckled. Billy would hang the wet scarf over his shoulder and continue to conversate with the digested sentient pudge of Grape as the sun set, returning home from a day filled with DND marathoning.
I'm pretty sure though Grape will somehow make a return. He has in the past lol. But hopefully by then he learns his lesson.
Grape and Billy both belong to me.
Art and Story made by me.
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