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littlemorsel56 · 2 years

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Whitty x Borrower Oc Pt 2 (Unaware vore)

Summary: Ever since Chris decided to stay with Whitty, she noticed how fast Whitty eats’ his food. He almost swallowed a plate whole before Chris stops him. While Chris and Whitty were searching for another back alley to hide, they see a food-eating competition poster, and Whitty, of course, volunteers. It’s a piece of cake for Whitty since he’ll eat everything. Chris was supposed to stay in his pocket, but she got hungry too. So, she thought she could sneak her way to the table and eats one of Whitty’s food, some sausage rolls, which was the next meal Whitty is going to finish in a few seconds.

Warnings: Vore

How does he not get a stomachache from eating all these foods? Chris thought as she leans her body against Whitty’s head as he covers his bomb head and Chris with his hoodie. Sometimes she wonders how he keeps eating his meals fast and how he doesn’t get sick afterward. Whatever kind of stomach he has, she’s grateful she doesn’t end up mushy like the rest of the food he devoured. He nearly swallowed a damn plate when he and Chris had some money to eat at a diner. Every time Whitty’s lows on food, he swallows Chris so that he doesn’t starve to death, much to Chris’s displease but it’s the deal they made when they first met. She helps him finds empty homes and alley to hide and Whitty helps her from being seen by any beans.

“Hey, Chris.” He gets her attention by poking her cheek.

“What?” She asks before being poked again. She slaps his finger as she hears him laughing. “What. What is it?”

“Just wondering if you have been to one of the alleys up ahead where it’s right beside the old restaurant?”

“Hmm, I think so. Sometimes people just come over there just to throw away foods instead of holding them for a while to reach the trash can.” She grumbles at her last sentence. “I say it’s a good spot to rest there for a few days unless you’re comfortable with stray animals?”

“Stray animals?” Whitty slightly turns his attention to her. “What kind?”

“From what I remember when I stayed there, there were cats and kittens.” Chris answer. “I would have loved to stay with them, but with people stopping by to pet them, it’s a no for me.” She sighs. “I hope they’re doing alright though.”

“…Maybe you’ll see them when we get there.” He reassures her and turns his attention back to walking. “They might even miss you petting their…chins.” Chris notices him slowly stops walking and decides to peek outside of his hoodie.

“Why are we stopping?” She looks in his direction to see a poster that says food-eating competition. The winner will get a free meal for a year of the choice of their favorite restaurant. “…Whitty.”

“Chris, you can’t stop me, and you know I’m taking that chance.” He said as he reads the poster to find out where it’ll be taking place.

“But they’ll be so many human beans out there,” Chris says a little nervous. “I-I’m not so sure about this.”

“…Don’t worry, I won’t let anyone see you. We have to take this chance, Chris. Plus, I know you don’t love eating scrap foods we’ve been finding.”

“…Fine. Just make sure your stomach can handle all the food your gonna eat.” She tells him before being plucked away from his head and brought out in front of him.

“Since when couldn’t my stomach handle a few thousand of food? Besides,~” He brings her close to his mouth.

“No. Nonono!” Chris protests but can’t get away from him as he let his tongue out and gives her a huge lick on the face. “Whitty!”

“You’re the only food that makes me and my stomach happy.” He said and brought her inside of his pocket and begins walking toward the food-eating competition. Chris figures this may be a long day and decides to nap. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be too loud, wouldn’t it?

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It’s loud. Chris can hear people chanting and talking about how great the meal looks, the announcer speaking loudly to the microphone and loud chewing noises from people who just wanted to watch the contestants. This day is about to get longer than she thought. As it turns out, the food eating competition is happening in some supper club as there are several competitors on the table, including Whitty, ready to chow down the food that’ll arrive soon. In just a few minutes, Whitty and the other beans will start eating and boy Chris is glad she’s not the main meal this time. Whitty seems to enjoy tasting and swallowing Chris a little too much. Not to mention his sleep-eating problems too when he accidentally puts her in his mouth, thinking she was a jawbreaker before he eventually spits her out or swallows her.

As for now, Chris tries to get comfortable in his pocket as she hears the announcer starting the count down. Don’t let your stomach be louder than usual. Once it’s down to zero, she felt Whitty lunge for the food and begins eating them like a starving cat that has a food obsession, knocking Chris around in his pocket as she hears his stomach rumbling. Just out of curiosity, she carefully crawls toward where his stomach would be since she couldn’t see because of the blue clothing. She listens carefully to hear whatever Whitty is eating up there, it’s coming down like a heavy storm. Not to mention how his stomach growls at her for a second, as if it’s upset Chris isn’t with the other foods. She crawls back where she was and tries to wait for Whitty to win the game and look for the alley Chris mentioned earlier.

After about ten minutes later, the game is still going and only several beans have given up, not to mention, Chris is starting to feel herself getting a little hungry too. She can’t just go out there and expected nobody to see her…Or maybe she could if she’s careful enough and stays near Whitty’s food. All she needs to do is be very sneaky and not get caught by anyone. Just one little scrap of food. That’s all. Nothing big. Just eat a little meal from Whitty’s plate and get back in his pocket.

Chris stands up and heads towards this pocket to see if she can step right onto the table because of Whitty’s height. Chris looks down and sees she can before looking up to see a huge buffet of food right in front of her! There were so many to choose from, she wishes she can also enter the eating contest right now! After hearing her stomach, Chris shook her head to remember what she was here for. She looks around and sees no beans are paying attention to her or Whitty as they’re focusing on their foods and the audience keeps their attention on them. She took the courage and steps onto the table and quickly looks around to see what she could eat quickly without anyone noticing her for just a few seconds or minutes.

After a few seconds of looking, she sees a plate she thought she never get to see again. Sausage rolls with tomato sauce right beside it on the side. Chris didn’t hesitate and runs straight towards it and begins to eat it from the side. These aren’t itty bitty ones, these sausage rolls for Whitty are almost a long foot. Oh my god, why can’t I be born bigger?! Chris continues eating her way through the puffy pastry until she eventually falls inside of it to see the meat. She grabs a handful of meat before getting out the food to dip her meat in the tomato sauce and stuffs it in her mouth. I miss this taste so much! Chris cries in joy before running back in and out of the sausage roll several times, carrying the meat out just to dip it in the sauce and eats it. Whitty, please find a place that serves these! Chris eats her twelfth meat and runs back inside the roll to grab more. Just two, no. Five more, then I-! A huge shadow covers her little hole before feeling herself and the food lifted from the ground.

“Oh no! No no!” Chris says before screaming when huge sharp teeth bite down, nearly taking her along with it before it pulls away to reveal Whitty chewing his meal fast. Chris hangs on to the inside of the pastry walls as she looks down at how high she is and she’s very up high she couldn’t possibly survive. Chris looks back up to see him finish chewing before he swallows. “Whitty! Stop! I’m in here!” Chris shouts for his attention, but with the crowds cheering, the sounds of contestants chewing loudly, and Whitty’s only goal and obsession of eating everything in front of him, she’s facing certain death this time. “Whitty!” She screams for him as he brings the sausage roll back into his mouth, forcing Chris to crawl in the roll to stay away from being chewed up. It feels hot and greasy as she continues to crawl her way to safety until she feels her foot got stuck on the meat.

She pulls it out with all her strength and pulls it out in time before Whitty took a chance to bite her feet off clean. Chris looks and notices she’s already close to the end of Whitty’s food with no way out. She watches him chewing his food in horror, fearing she’ll be next to be chewed up to pieces and Whitty wouldn’t notice! Once she watches him swallow his chewed-up meal, he brought his last piece (and Chris) to his mouth to devour the rest. “Whitty! Please stop! I’m in here! WHITTY!” She screams one last time, hoping he’d heard her. He stops. Chris was about to sigh in relief, only for it to be replaced with her scream when Whitty dips his sausage roll in the tomato sauce. Chris spits out the sauce that got caught in her throat before wiping her face off to see her destination is resuming its course as it’s headed towards his mouth. Chris screams one last time as Whitty places his last bite in his mouth and closes it.

Chris panics as she feels the food begins to move towards his teeth as Whitty starts to chew it into pieces. Chris has been in his mouth many times, and Whitty sometimes teases her by nibbling on her arms and legs, he always avoids chewing her, but now he’s going to chew her into tiny parts! She feels the pastry getting soggy because of his saliva, letting Chris falls into the center of his tongue with chewed-up foods on his teeth. “Whitty! Stop!” She shouts out, feeling his tongue pushing her and the other broken particles of the food to one of his cheeks where he’s about to bring his sharp teeth down. Chris screams and quickly crawls her way out of it before he chews the food. She came back to the center of his mouth before she feels it moves again, this time to his throat.

Chris and Whitty never bother testing out if his stomach will digest Chris if she’s surrounded by food, but now it looks like Chris will be the first to test it out all on her own. Will his stomach still protect her from being digested, or will it digest her with the food? Chris begins to climb up the mountain of soaked chewed-up food to avoid finding out what’ll happen to her until there are no other places she could get away from. Chris looks back at his throat before looking up to see his uvula. With no hesitation, she jumps off the food and grabs onto it as the food disappears in his throat.

Chris sighs, thinking this is all over now as she sees Whitty opening his mouth…to bring ramen noodle in! He didn’t even bother to chew them as Chris hangs on tight to his uvula as she feels the noodles hitting back until one wrapped around her leg, pulling her down into his esophagus. She screams as she feels herself getting tangled with more noodles as they push her down till she arrives at his stomach. After the noodles stop piling on top of her, she climbs up, runs towards his stomach flesh, and hits it multiple times to get Whitty’s attention. She screams for his name and shouts out loud for him to hear her, doing everything she could think of before noticing his stomach is about to begin its process. She loses her footing and fell back into his food as she sees the walls squirting out digesting juice. No. Please. No.

Chris feels the food starting to disappear and Chris knew she’ll be next at any second. She softly closes her and thinks back on all the things and memories she went through. Her family, her friends,…Whitty. She feels the last remaining food gone and waits for her turn to be digested…Nothing happened. Nothing. She opens her eyes to see herself still in his stomach and the digesting juice isn’t hurting her. She’s not dead. Chris softly chuckles and starts to laugh before jumping up and down celebrating, only to be cut off short when more chewed-up food comes in and covers her up before she ends up getting rid of them off her. So, since I won’t be digested except for the food, all I must do is make sure I find a relaxing spot to avoid getting more of his gross chewed-up food on my hair. Cause it’s already messy after nearly being chewed in his mouth.

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Whitty sighs out loud as he stretches his arms after eating all those foods and finishing in 1st place and winning that prize. “See, Chris. I told you my stomach can handle over a ‘few’ meals.” He tells her as he now heading for the alley they’re gonna stay for a few weeks. He lowers his arms down and put them in his pocket to pet her head. “Now why don’t we decide which restaurant should…we…Chris?” He searches in his pocket and felt nothing. “Chris?” He looks down at the ground, hoping she’s near him but sees nothing. What happened to her? Where is she?! Did he lose her?! Did someone kidnap her!? Where is she?! “Chris!?”

“IN YOUR STOMACH, WHITTY!” She shouts out as she feels his stomach walls squeezing her while feeling him moving around like an earthquake. “Now stop making your gross stomach hugging me to death!” Chris tells him and feels it loosens her a bit before she was immediately shot up from his stomach to his throat, hearing him coughing out loud until she was spat out and lands on his open palms in his hands. She groans for a second time as she looks around to see they’re at an abandoned alley she has never seen before she was pulled into a giant hug by Whitty as he held her to his chest.

“Chris, you had me worried there!” He says. Chris looks up to him to see his eyes are covered in black tears in his eyes…that smell like highly flammable liquid. Chris stays quiet and hugs him back to listen to his heartbeat as it calms them both down. After the two hugged for a few minutes, Whitty brought her to his eye level and glares at her before shouting. “What the hell were you doing in there!! You could have gotten yourself killed!?”

“Yeah, I thought that too,” Chris says as she still hears her ears ringing from his shout. “I’ve gotten hungry during the food eating contest, and I thought I could get a quick snack from one of your plates.” She ended up telling him the whole story about what food she was in, nearly got chewed up by him, and how his stomach only digested the food and not her when she was with them.

She carefully watches Whitty’s expression as he closed his eyes and takes a deep breath after listening to every word. She couldn’t tell what he is thinking or that he was upset. This is Chris’s fault after all for being in his food and nearly getting killed by his teeth. She could have just waited for a few more minutes because Whitty would have won in a landslide. He finally opened his eyes and looks at her. “Chris.” He says. “Just…be careful next time when you’re surrounded by food.”

“Trust me, Whitty, after experience being with the food and almost killed, I don’t even want to join them near anyone who’s about to eat them,” Chris promised him. Whitty brought his thumb over and gently pets her. Chris allows him to before closing her eyes to relax a bit. This gives Whitty a chance to bring her up close to his mouth before he stops petting her.

“You better,” Chris opened her eyes when she noticed he’d stopped petting her head, only to see his lips heading towards her and feels a gentle kiss on the cheek before he pulls back and stares at her with a little blush and smirk on his face while Chris looked at him in a shock embarrassing expression. “Cause if I ever lose you, I don’t think I could ever forgive myself.”

“…D-Don’t worry, I’m not going away ever in my life. It’s a borrower’s life for almost getting killed and surviving every single day.” Chris says as she continues to blush. “Hell, I’ll make sure I won’t be anywhere near your food. You’re an absolute beast to them.” She joked, trying to lighten him up a bit. It somewhat worked a little as he chuckles.

“Yeah, I am.” He said and brought her close to his head before putting on his hoodie. “Next time, I’m checking over all of my food to make sure you don’t get yourself stuck in them…Just like the last time you fell into my drink.”

“You had a banana smoothie! How could I not get a taste of it!?” Chris argues back.

“By waiting for me to finish half of them…But I guess I wouldn’t mind tasting your sweet little secret ingredient again~.” Chris groans when he says that as she felt him chuckling.

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littlemorsel56 · 2 years

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Snatcher (A Hat in Time) x Shrunken Oc

Summary: She didn't know she was on his property, it's a massive forest, for crying out loud! If she doesn't want to die, she must sign a contract Snatcher offer her. She should have read it too since her surrounding is getting larger and he's a giant ghost now. He gives her two minutes' head start to hide, and he'll seek out to find her. This can’t be good for her.

Warning: Vore

“FOOOOOOOOOL!” A giant ghost shouted at Chris after he releases her from his trap. She should have asked Hat Kid for directions on where to not step into his trap. “You blew it! You totally screwed yourself! Nobody enters my home and leaves in one piece!” Chris’s eyes went huge with fear. She’s going to die here. Being killed by a ghost. How is she supposed to explain that to death!? “Tell you what though! Hang on a minute! You get to live!” Chris looks at him with slight confusion.

“W-What? I…Get to live?” Chris asks him. First, he wanted to kill me, now he says I get to live?

“That’s right! Aren’t you lucky?!” He says. “Normally I’d eat your soul and toss your body,” …Hat Kid…How the peck are you even still alive? Your BFF with a ghost who eats souls for crying out loud! “but you’re a lucky one! Because I just happened to lose a braindead servant of mine after he lost a certain game we play. It was only a simple game, but I guess he couldn’t handle being a loser for once in his life!” He said before mumbling to himself, which Chris couldn’t hear him. “Maybe one of those frog’s caught him.”

“Okay. So…that means I’ll be taking his place then?” She asks. Her response is Snatcher coming up to her face. Too close for her comfort.

"That’s right! And now I need a new partner to play my game.” He says while smirking.

“Alright. I guess I wouldn’t mind playing this game of yours…um, what’s your name?” Chris asks. How did I forget his name that easily! Hattie mentions his name a thousand times and how he’s her BFF.

“Oh yeah! I didn’t even introduce myself.” He backs up a bit to his original position as he stares down at her. “The name’s Snatcher, Cookie.” Oh! That’s his name…Wait, why did he call me a cookie?

“Nice to meet you. I’m Chris.” She responds before suddenly, a contract and a feather pen appeared in front of her.

“So, tell you what Chris, I’ve got a piece of paper here! Don’t worry about the details! I just need you to sign right here at the bottom!” Chris nervously takes the pen and signs the paper.

“Okay, done.” She said as the contract poofs away.

“AHAHAHAHA! That’s it! That seals the deal!” He laughs evilly, making Chris nervous as she thinks maybe she should have read the contract.

“So, what game are we playing?” She asks him. He smiles down at her.

“Oh, just a simple game called Hide in seek!” Hide in seek?... Okay. Just stay hidden or pretend you’re looking for him while trying to find a way out of here.

“Alright. I guess I wouldn’t mind playing it.”

“Great! But first, let me just grab this real quick.” He said and snapped his finger.

“Grab what?” Chris manages to say before lighting starts striking her multiple times until eventually, something came out of her as it flies towards Snatcher’s grasp. She felt exceedingly empty inside. Did he…Just stole my pecking soul!?

“Whoops! Guess this soul belongs to me now!” He laughs at her scared look before he made her soul vanish. “Don’t worry, though! If you win the game, you’ll have your soul back real soon!” He reassures her.

“Oh, good,” Chris said poorly, praying that she would survive this game and hope not to die. “Which one of us is going to be the seeker?” She asks. “Should we like, play rock, paper, scissor who gets the first turn?”

“No need to, because I’ll be the seeker!” He says proudly. Great, I’m gonna be chased by a ghost in the forest. This sounds like a great horror film to be in.

“Okay then. Should I-”

“Hold on, before you start hiding, their one last thing I need to do!” He smirks as he bends down to her height.

“A-And that is?”

“…” It was quiet for a few seconds until he raises his finger and boop her nose. “Boop!” He laughs before pulling away. She was cut off guard, confused why the ghost boop her until she noticed he was getting bigger and bigger! Is he becoming a giant?! She looks around and notices her surroundings were also getting larger too! He wasn’t becoming a giant, Chris is becoming tiny!

“Hey! Why did you shrink me!” She shouted at him as she continues being shrunk. “Stop it!” Snatcher just laughs.

“No can do, cookie. Shrinking you is part of our little game!” He says until Chris finally stops shrinking.

“Why?! In a game of hide-in-seek?! That doesn’t even make sense to find someone tiny!”

“It does for me.” He comes closer to her as Chris takes a few steps back from his face. “Now you better run along and hide. Because once I find you, you’ll never leave my territory. For the rest of your life~.” He smirks as he watches her shaking like leaf. “Welp!” He pulls away from her as he floats to his full height. “I’ll give you a ten-minute head start! Find a good hiding spot! Oh, and make sure you don’t get eaten by frogs either. See ya!” He shouted and disappeared, leaving Chris alone, in a gigantic forest, tiny.

“Why didn’t I read the contract!” She yells to herself and starts running.

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Chris doesn’t know how much time she has left or if Snatcher has already started to search for her. This hide-in-seek has now become some kind of surviving game. Don’t get eaten by frogs, don’t let Snatcher’s minions spot her, don’t let any of the Forest Dwellers spot her, don’t die especially since she already lost her soul, don’t get killed by the headless statues, and most importantly, don’t let Snatcher find her. Who knows what he’ll do to her if he finds her and Chris does not want to know. If I could just find a way out of here, this shrinking effect might go away. Or perhaps find a way to turn him blue. She hears a woosh and knew that could be Snatcher. She looks around and sees several bushes. That looks safe.

She quickly runs towards it and hid in the bushes just in time to hear an eerie humming coming from Snatcher. She stays still and quiet as she watches him looking around for her. Please just leave. Please just leave. Please just leave! Snatcher turns his attention to the bushes Chris is hiding in as he comes towards it. No! No! NO! Chris panics as she watches him coming closer and closer to where she’s hiding until…he passes by her and pays attention to another bush right beside her. This gave Chris enough time to quietly leave her hiding spot and ran.

“Too close. Too close.” She quietly said as she looks for another hiding spot or at least a way out while Snatcher is distracted. “Why on earth would Hat kid ever want to be BFF with a murderous ghost? And why is he torturing me with this terrifying game? I’ll never find a way out of this stupid forest with this size!” Chris sees a campfire not too far and figured maybe there’s someone who could help her get out of here. “Hey! Can somebody help me? Hey!” She shouted for them as she runs full speed till she reaches the campfire, only for her hopes to be crushed.

“We want to die!” One of the fire spirits says happily. “Yay!” …Same…But not right now! Since fire spirits won’t help her out, she has to keep moving and figure something out to get herself unshrink. She continues with her journey and sees a massive tree across the lake that looks like a nice relaxing space to read. There’s a huge thorn-like bridge she could walk to avoid the water. Maybe someone or something could help me there. Chris carefully walks on the bridge until she eventually reaches there as it turns out to be some sort of like a mini room. A huge empty chair, a huge closet, a clock, and a table with a book on the edge.

Chris looks closely at the book and sees the title called “How to Kill Kids” It didn’t take her a while to realize she’s in Snatcher’s home. Possibly the worst time and place for her to be. “…I’m gonna have to buy a book for Hat Kid on how to kill a ghost.”

“Where are you~! My little sweet cookie~!” She hears Snatcher calling for her. Seriously, what’s with that cookie nickname!? Chris looks around and sees the closet was slightly open, so there’s a chance he wouldn’t look in there. She quickly rushes to the closet and jumps inside as one of the doors was slightly crooked before going to the darkest corner, hoping Snatcher wouldn’t look inside. She hears him continue with his creepy humming as he looks around his home, except his closet, before he shrugs and left. Chris stays quiet just in case while taking several steps to peek out to see if he truly left. Everything is still and quiet. Okay. I think he’s go- “Peek a Boo!” Chris screams when Snatcher’s eye appears in front of her before he opens the doors and snatches her in his grasp.

“AHH! NO!” Chris screams as she struggles in his hand while he laughs at her attempt to escape. “Let me go, you noodle arms!”

“No can do!” He chuckles as he sits down on his chair before bringing her up to his face. “We played the game, I end up winning the game while you end up losing.” Chris tries to get him to let go of her until he throws her in the air as she screams for a second time before he catches her by her hoodie. “But hey! At least you weren’t eaten by frogs though.”

“Yeah, because it took ten minutes to get one of them to stop chasing me!” Chris yells at him. “Now put me down and turn me back to normal!”

“HA! Not gonna happen sweetheart. Remember what I said before if I caught you.” Chris stops struggling and looks him in the eye, remembering what he said earlier to her. If he caught her, she’ll never leave his forest for the rest of her life.

“Snatch, come on,” Chris says nervously. “Do you really want to have a tiny person you shrank? I-I mean, you know I can’t survive out there being this tiny! Plus, with you stealing my soul, it’s worse! So could you please just at least unshrink me!?” She yells at him. Snatcher just laughs at her until she began to notice he was laughing a bit with dark in it.

“Then how else am I supposed to eat you?~”

“…What?” Chris didn’t get her response back when he brings Chris towards his mouth before opening it wide open to reveal his glowing yellow tongue and everything in his mouth. “HEY! NO! LET GO OF ME!” Chris yells at him as he places her in his mouth and traces his hand away just in time when Chris tries to crawl out of it, but he shuts his mouth tight. “LET ME OUT, YOU DEMON! I AM NOT FOOD!” Chris shouted before feeling his tongue below her start to shift around. He begins to toss her around from left to right, covering her in some strange ghost saliva and tasting her flavor.

Snatcher hums in delight as he swished her around, tossing her around and getting a good taste of her. He was expecting her to taste different, but she tasted exactly like a cookie! It’s a good thing he called her that. Chris keeps trying to stay away from his tongue by pushing it away or moving somewhere else besides his throat, but no matter what, Snatcher’s tongue always finds a way to hold her down to taste her.

“You’re quite a delicious dessert, cookie.” Snatcher teases her, twirling her around in his mouth to make sure he didn’t missies a single angle of her tiny figure. He can feel her fighting for a way out of his mouth as he pushes his tongue to the roof with Chris along, noting the air out of her for a second before pushing her towards one of his cheeks just to play with her. “I must be honest, I wish I have met you earlier! Cause I would have just shrunken and eaten you instead of playing a game with you!” He laughs.

Chris eventually has enough strength to push Snatcher’s tongue off her, giving her a few moments to catch her breath. Only for a moment before she felt his tongue starting to push her towards his throat. No! NO! PECK NO! Before Snatcher could swallow her, Chris quickly leaps away from his tongue and grabs onto his uvula. Probably a bad idea to do cause she’s clinging to life right now. “Snatcher, spit me out right now!”

“Nope!” He snickers. “You might as well just give up, cookie. I’ll make sure your death is slow and painful.” He tells her as his uvula shakes from each of his words. Chris started to feel her grip becoming loosened to his uvula. His laughing, his tongue trying to poker her and his saliva will make Chris fall to his throat in no time. She begins to think of a way for him to make him not eat her, release her, and turn her back to her normal size.

“Snatcher! I am not food! You wouldn’t want to eat one of Hat Kid’s friends, would you?” Chris decides to tell him. Hopefully, that’ll stop him from trying to eat me. He wouldn’t want to hurt her feelings, right?

“Hmm?” He stops and decides to listen to her. “You’re a friend of kiddo?”

“Yes! And since you agree to be her BFF, you can’t kill one of Hat Kid’s friends. You’d be breaking your own rule and contract.” Chris says with a smirk, only to be wiped off when his tongue wraps around her tightly and pulls her away from his uvula in time before she was feeling tired holding onto it as she hears him groaning in disappointment from the back of his throat. It looks like he gets the point of what she’s trying to explain to him. Chris wiggles herself out from his tongue a little bit until she gets one of her arms out. “So, you see what I mean? You can’t kill me.”

“Agggh! Fine!” Snatcher shouted, almost damaging Chris’s ears but they’re fine. “Your right, I can’t kill you.” He grumbles a bit, annoyed he couldn’t enjoy his little cookie until suddenly, he got an idea. If Chris thought out a loophole in the contract, well so can he. He grins at his devilish idea as he lays Chris down flat on his tongue.

“Now, will you let me out and unshrink me?” Chris asks him.

“…Nah.” Snatcher laughs. “I’m not letting you go.”

“What!? You-”

“Now, down the hatch you go!” He pushes his tongue up towards his throat, giving Chris no time to escape when she feels both of her feet in his throat.

“No!” Chris shouted and tried to pull herself out of his throat, fighting back by moving her arms and legs around to at least hold her from traveling further down. Chris is gonna make sure her life does not end here. Soul or no soul, she’s not getting eaten, but Snatcher noticed and swallow again. Pulling Chris’s body deeper into his throat, the only thing that remains left is one of her arms and her head. “Snatcher!!” He swallows one last time, fully swallowing her shrunken body as she slides down his throat. “You Mother Peck Neck!” Chris screams at him while being swallowed alive by a ghost.

Snatcher sighs in relief as he felt Chris sliding down in his throat while hearing her continuing shouting at him. It’s quite hilarious to him how Chris showed fear at first when he first met her, frustration when he found her, then annoyance after he played with her in his mouth. He feels Chris eventually falls into his stomach for a few moments until he suddenly feels something hitting him from the inside. He laughs as it turns out Chris was still trying to find a way out and that she’s hitting his stomach flesh.

“Snatcher! Spit me out! You broke your deal! You said you can’t kill me!!” Chris shouted.

“And that’s what I’m doing. I’m not killing you.” He simply says.

“What do you mean by that!? I’m in your gross dead stomach!”

“Yeah, but you aren’t digested, right?”

“Right! And-…Wait. What?” Chris stops hitting his stomach.

“Surprise! You get a second chance to live!” Snatcher cheers for her. What? What’s going on here?

“What are you getting at?” Chris asks him.

“Well, since you won’t let me “Eat you”, I decided to eat you. So sadly, you won’t suffer in my stomach.”

“Okay. But why did you continue to swallow me alive then?”

“Oh, come on! I had to!” He says. “Your flavor is to Die for~. So, how about we make a new deal?”

“Why would I ever make another deal with you?” Chris asks him before poking his stomach flesh.

“Don’t you want to be back to your normal size again?”

“Alright, I’m listening.” Didn’t take Chris long to reply to him.

“Okay, so here’s the deal. I’ll give you your soul back, return you back to your size, and allow you to leave my forest if, I can shrink and eat you again.”

“WHAT!? NO DEAL!” She yells at him.

“Come on, now~. It’s not like you have any other choices.” He tells her.

“So, you are just gonna shrink and eat me whenever you’re hungry?”

“Exactly! When you are out shopping, hanging out with your friends, or even taking a nap, I’ll just appear right beside you and take you to my forest where I can have my delicious cookie in peace~.” He says dreamily as Chris groans.

“What you’re saying is either I spend the rest of my life in your stomach or accept your deal.”

“Yep! As I said, it’s not like you have any other choices. Your opinion doesn’t matter to me.” Um…Wow, rude.

“…Okay, fine. It’s a deal.” Chris groans before leaning against the flesh walls.

“Good choice! Let’s hope you’re up for the task to be my dessert for the rest of your life~.”

“Yeah, yeah. Can you let me out now?”

“Not yet! I just ate you!” He shouted. “You best be relaxing, sleeping or something. Because I’m not gonna release you just yet~.”

“You peck neck,” Chris swore as she sits down and rest against the walls. “Just keep your deal and don’t kill me.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t.” He smirks. “Have a pleasant rest, my sweet little cookie~”

“And stop calling me that!” Chris yells out.

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