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Krewing Up - Part 1

By

Tyleb

Chapter 1

"Congrats bud!" Syntik, the olive green Asura, smiles as he gives you a slap on the shoulder. "All you gotta do is sign this 'ere contract and you're in!".

"I... I'm really grateful, it's just," You pause for a moment, not sure if he's being serious. "I thought... they'd be trials of some kind?" You notice him biting his lower lip for a second as he fiddles with his right ear.

Standing on a dormant golem, he wasn't more than four feet tall. His calfskin leather jacket showed many signs of abuse. Burn marks and outright missing chunks were visible all over, even on one of his large ears. The air inside the barn-turned-laboratory was heavy with the smell of oil and sulfur.

Coming in, the first thing you had noticed was the alien looking equipment around, flickering and humming rhythmically. At the back of the room, thick curtains were hiding a sizable chunk of the area. Even out of the scorching sun, the air was staggeringly hot. Syntik had been repairing something on the automaton's arm. The little goblin removed his welding mask as soon as he saw you, a bright orange Mohawk springing from under it.

"You see..." His bright red-yellow eyes wander, avoiding your gaze for a moment. "Contract's been posted for a week." He continues. "Truth is no one else showed up, and besides... This contract is a temporary gig, maybe a couple days. Whadaya say? Still want to join the krewe?" He smiles again, exposing his sharp ivory teeth, and shrugs.

You'd heard of Asuran krewes before, small research teams trying to prove out some mad new contraptions. Looking down you can't help feeling a bit of embarrassment. The sign post you came over had mentioned open trials for a position. You simply figured it was something more permanent. The idea of leaving the small village you were born in had gotten you so excited. Never having met any of the other races before, this was probably the only chance you would have in a long time. These little rascals weren't exactly common outside the jungles of their home city. It takes all the courage you can muster to ask.

"Is... Is there any way I could stay longer once I'm done?" You try not to blurt out the question, not wanting to look desperate. He stops to stare at you for a moment. Clearly he had not expected someone so eager. His eyes give your body a quick sweep. The corner of his mouth twists into a brief, but wry smile.

"Got any... Special talents?" The imp's ears straighten and a bemused expression comes to his face as he utters the last two words. Heat rushes in your cheeks. This is the kind of question you should have expected. Gods, why didn't you?

"Uh.. I... I'm a quick learner and..." You take a deep breath, trying to take the stammering under control. "I can also -"

"It's alright kiddo." He laughs as he slaps you on the shoulder again. It felt a bit odd getting called that by someone almost half your size. "I'll talk to the boss. See what I can do."

"The boss?"

"Yup. Thought I ran this place did ya? Tyleb's the one you want. Biggest Asura you'll ever see." He raises a hand up a full head above his own, still short by your human standards. "Dark blue hair, purple and yellow eyes, can't miss 'im." He jumps off and grabs a piece of parchment on a nearby desk before giving it a good throw. You manage to catch it just before it hits you square in the face. "This ere' is the contract, take a look if ya wanna. All you need to do is give it to the boss once it's signed"

You unroll the contract and start skimming over it. At best, the contents were... Not very encouraging. Your eyes stop scanning the document once they've reached the non-liability clauses:

The agreeing party hereby agrees that this krewe is not responsible for any cases of the following: sudden dismemberment, spontaneous combustion, involuntary reconstitution...

The list went on and on, each potential ailment was more absurd and horrifying than the last.

"Don't worry 'bout it now. You can sign it later." Syntik waves you over as he walks towards the curtains at the back of the barn.

"What the hell am I getting myself into...". The thought lingers for a moment as you begin to follow him. Pushing the curtains aside, the long eared goblin waves at the mess behind. A bunch of crates were upended, tables flipped over, glass tanks shattered. It looked as though the place had been hit by a small hurricane.

"As you can see, we've had some unwanted... Visitors." You can see his face curd briefly when uttering the last word. "Nothin' to worry about though." He starts twiddling with his ear again. "Culprits 'ave already been taken care of. We just need extra hands cleanin' up. 'Specially since ole' dusty there took a beating." He points towards the broken golem he was hunched over earlier.

It was a fairly simple cleanup job. Your new supervisor goes on about the menial tasks at hand as you try to avoid looking disappointed. When you'd seen the recruitment post you'd hoped for something a bit more... Exotic.

"So... Questions?" His brow furrows. His orange eyes become fixed on yours. Almost uncomfortably so.

"Umm, yes, it's just..." You hesitate to ask the obvious questions. You still had no idea what they did here, and at this point, you thought it might be best not to ask. "Uhmm... When do I start?"

The asura's ears perked up while his mouth widened into a smile. "Well bud, right about now." Grabbing a broom on the shelf next to him, he throws it in your hands. "I just need to go get some supplies, when you're done, call out my name." As he turns to walk away, you can swear that smile turned into the most devious grin you've ever seen.

Chapter 2

An hour must have passed since you started sweeping, cleaning and lifting crates around. Having worked on farms you were no stranger to manual labor. Some of the crates though, were deceptively heavy. You had a hard time picturing a three and half foot tall goblin pulling these things around. Huffing and puffing, you push the last crate into place. Taking a step back to admire your own work, you let yourself fall in a sitting position.

Outside, sunlight was fading. The summer heat still clings in the air like a thick invisible blanket. Removing your sweat stained shirt, you use it to wipe the wetness off your face. Squinting towards the front entrance, there is no trace of that long eared rascal. The inert golem still sits on the ground, eerily silent. Getting up, you walk around the barn for a while, fascinated by the strange equipment.

"Syntik!" You shout, remembering the instructions he gave you before leaving. Where the hell was he?

_ "BRZZZZZZT" _A loud electrical whizzing noise makes you skip a heart beat. The golem bursts to life, sparks flying from the still exposed wiring. The buzzing stops as it starts to recite a strange message.

_ "Sierra. Yuri. Novus. Tango. Indium. Charlie. _

_ Sequence Confirmed. _

_ Containment Protocol _

_ ... _

_ Engaged." _

You back away slowly as the automaton reassembles itself at an alarming speed. Pieces fly from the shelves around you, snapping into place to form the golem's feet and arms. It had gone from a pile of scrap to a towering metal monster in less than ten seconds. It's crystal eye, now charged with energy, begins to sweep the barn.

"The hell with this." You curse. There's no way you are going to wait here like a lame duck. Dashing past the golem, you sprint as hard as you can towards the exit. That thing didn't look too fast, maybe you could just-

_ "THOOOM" _A massive shock cuts your breath short, pain flares in your back. Falling face flat, you barely have the time to put your hands in front of you to brake the fall. The hulking machine advances slowly as you try to crawl away.

"Please. Do not resist.

You are being contained."

Raising it's arm, you recognize the thing Syntik had been fiddling with when you first met him. You wish you'd asked more questions. It was too late now. The weapon is almost done charging. This isn't how it was supposed to end...

A blinding wave of light emits from the tip. There is no pain, only an odd tingling sensation covering your body. The world twists and turns around you. You can feel yourself being warped into impossible shapes. The golem's voice, low pitched and distorted, booms above you.

"Containment complete.

Moving to a secure location.

Have a nice day."

"I hate this robot..." The thought lingers as the light dims and your mind drifts out of consciousness.

Chapter 3

"What the hell just happened...". All you can do is groan as you feel your senses come back to you. The sensation of ants crawling over your nerves fades as control of your muscles return. It's hard to tell how much time has passed; an hour, a day? You blink, trying to bring the world back into focus. It seems you're lying on some kind of wooden structure. You finally recognize some of the shapes in the distance. Furniture? Shelves, books, pots? They seemed ordinary but somehow...strange. Your eyes stop when they come across an odd wall in front of you. It almost looks like... a book? It clicks. No_. This isn't possible._ Fumbling around on your partially numb legs, you realize the obviousness of the truth. This wasn't some giant warehouse. This was someone's room. You measured probably no more than 4 inches tall, trapped on top of a night stand.

"You there. Don't you dare move!" Turning around, you notice three small shapes emerge from behind an open glass jar, knocked over to it's side.

"More of these little imps..." You had never met an Asura before today, and by this point you couldn't be sure if seeing more of them was a good thing. "And why the hell are they all naked..." The question answers itself as you try to reach for your pants. None of your clothes, it seems, had survived the shrinking process.

The shout had come from the middle one. He must have been a little more than three feet tall. Short, even by the standard of his species. It made his head look uncomfortably big by comparison. His thick and mangled ears flopped furiously as he yammered about. "How did you get here?" He blurted. "Who sent you?" It sounded more like an accusation than a question. "I demand you answer me immediately!

"No one sent me! It was an accident. I uuuh... just started working here."

The three of them just gave you this blank stare. The two Asuras on the side were a bit taller and muscular, both bald with pale complexions. They stood there, one with his arms resting against his hips. The other with arms crossed, trying to look menacing. A hard feat to achieve, you reflect, considering everyone is butt naked.

The left one, with a large birthmark over his face, is the first to break the silence. "No one's coming to get us." He shouts. "We're all gonna die here... We're all going to end up like Plix!"

The one on the right was staring at the ground now, rocking back and forth with his hands on his head and whispering. "_Poor Plix. _Poor poor Plix."

The middle one, giving them both a slap behind the head, continued to yell. "Snap out of it! Because of this idiot, that infernal machine_knocked our prison to it's side when it dropped him. Now stop whimpering and find a way off this damned thing." Turning back his attention to you, the little demon doesn't mince words. "As for you, I don't know how _stupid or unlucky you are. No one can humiliate us like this! Mark my words. You will regret the day you messed with the -"

"_ BOOOM" _The ground is shaking. Thunder rolls in the distance. The tiny Asura in front of you turns livid.

"_ Boooooom. Boooom. Booom. Boom." _ The rolling thunder quickly becomes a rhythmic succession of tremors, each one strong enough to make your knees bend. The tremors suddenly halt, an enormous shadow engulfing all four of you. One of the three was already running, back towards the the tipped jar, hoping to find cover. An enormous hand drops from the sky, closing into a fist around the tiny runaway. You can hear the muffled screams coming from inside the giant palm.

"Going somewhere?" A voice booms above you, every syllable shaking you to the core.

"Syntik?" Looking up towards the giant one's face, hope quickly fades. It was an asura alright, very different from that fiery eyed one that hired you. Rather than olive, his skin had a darker caramel hue. He sported a Mohawk too, albeit shorter and dark blue instead of orange. What immediately stood out was his eyes; dark purple iris with gold pupils. This was definitely the boss Syntik spoke about.

The tiny bald Asura starts to scream as Tyleb's hand plucks him high up. His captor's face morphs into a devious grin. As he traces a finger across the large scar on his face, his eye's lock on the hapless creature in hand. "You know what I do with you Inquest types, hmm?" The giant's lips twist into a smile, partly revealing a sharp row of glistening teeth."

"Seems like you have an audience too..." He continues, his gaze sweeping over all four of you. He raises one eyebrow before shrugging. "There there... don't be shy." The massive trunk of his forearm lands with a reverberating thud behind you and starts pulling inwards, forcing the rest of you towards the edge of the table. Dropping to a knee, he levels his mouth with the top of the table. With your back against his arm you must be no more than a foot away from his face. "There," His voice rumbles. "You little morsels have a front row seat now." He grins again before opening his mouth, almost unnaturally wide.

The giant goblin uncoils his massive tongue as he exhales hot breath over you, filling the air with the moist honey scent of a recently guzzled mug of mead. It's hard not to stare at the pointed teeth hanging above like ivory stalactites. Inching forward, the immense asura pins you with his tongue against his forearm. Teasing his new guests, you feel the on and off pressure of the slimy muscle pushing against you. The massive red carpet leads your eyes to the back of the imp's throat. The flesh contracts and relaxes as your captor breathes in and out. Your body shivers, part fear, part something else.

The bald Asura in Tyleb's hand screeches when he's released into free fall over the colossal tongue . Landing with a loud splat, he lifts himself up to face you. Realizing where he is, you can see the confusion in his eyes slowly turn into panic. Scrambling as fast as he can, he barely moves as the slick surface keeps him skidding in place. Every time he manages to get close to the tip of the imp's tongue, it flicks him backwards at the fleshy cave's entrance. After a while he finally collapses on all four. Covered in spit and ears stuck to his face, long strands of saliva are stretching from him like a prisoner in chains.

Taking the cue, the giant tongue rolls around the limp morsel. Lifting the tiny captive against the soft palate, you see him slide down into Tyleb's throat almost effortlessly. Wet slorps and glorps fill your ears as they reverberate from deep within the slimy tunnel. Strands of saliva stretch slowly across the inside, drooping back down into a puddle on the massive tongue. Closing his mouth, the golden pupils are fixed on you again.

"I have to say, I'm surprised to see a human_here..." . You can't help but stare at the inside his mouth when he speaks, knowing someone just got swallowed whole and is still alive, somewhere, _inside. Tilting his head slightly. His massive ears flop to the side. "You must be a thief," He continues, " There's no other way for you to be here."

This was your last chance before ending up inside the giant imp's stomach. Maybe he was close enough to hear you. Waving your hands, you begin to shout. "I'm not with them." You scream, as hard as you can. "Syntik hired me!. I'm not with them!_ . " As you take a deep breath to shout again, the air is pushed out of your lungs when a massive thumb and index finger grab you. The sudden thrust upward against gravity is dizzying. At this size, every motion puts a strain on your body. Your view is filled by your handler's large dark caramel nose and those enormous purple and gold eyes. Even if you can't see his mouth you can tell he's grinning again by the look in his eyes. "I've never _had a human before" He continues. "Don't worry, I have something special planned just for you..."

Turning his gaze back towards the two remaining captives, the bald one starts to panic, pointing at his boss. "He's the one you want, he's the one in charge! Plea-" With one sweep, the devious goblin picks them up with his other hand, bringing them close to his face.

"Hehehe... I have to say I enjoy your puny squeaks." His smile fades away only to be replaced by that devious grin again. "You all know you had it coming. But please, don't stop now. Begging just makes this so much better."

You realize it's no use. There's no way he could ever hear you. "As much as I liked the appetizer, I think it's time for the main course". The grin on his face fades away. There was no teasing this time. With jaws agape, he throws the rest of the captives in his mouth like a handful of candy. They tumble on the massive wriggling tongue, only inches away from you. One of them opens his mouth to scream as the giant imp's lips close again. You know you should be terrified but can't help but be somewhat enthralled by the sight.

"Ya know..." he begins, taking time to place his words while sloshing the two snacks around. "I couldn't help but notish," he pauses again and points his finger down at your waist, his long black fingernail almost touching your crotch. One of his brow perks slightly, along with the corners of his mouth.

You feel your own eyebrows furrow in confusion before looking down. Even at your size it would have been hard to miss. Your erection was plain as day. For a moment you forget to fear for your life as you try to cover your nether regions. The giant digits though, gripped tightly around your chest, are keeping your arms pinned. He chuckles again, your eyes meeting his own. He give you a wink as wet sloppy sounds spurt from his mouth. You can see his cheeks distend as the prisoners inside are getting thoroughly savored.

Gravity shifts as you're brought down, forward, and pushed against the warmth of his neck. The side of your head is squeezed against the skin, the sound of his heartbeat filling your ear. You can hear the occasional gurgle boiling up from the stomach below. Above, the smacking noises continue, a reminder of the fate that awaits you. The wet slurping noises above you stop, only for a brief moment, before hearing the guttural sounds again.

_ "GLUUURK." _The muscles in front of you burst into motion. A large lump pushes against you as it continues to travel downwards. As it passes, you swear you can hear muffled screams before they get buried by an amalgam of gulps and slorps. Your eyes follow the lump as it disappear at the base of the neck, into the Asura's muscular chest. You avert you eyes for a moment, taken by the sudden vertigo of looking straight down. "At least that one won't be alone...". You tell yourself.

Thin strands of sweat expand as you're pulled away and brought inches in front of the giant Asura's face. His mouth is still relishing the sole surviving treat. Looking down at your exposed body, you can see yourself positively throbbing. An expression quickly flashes on your handler's eyes, his lips stretch into an even wider grin.

"Oh... I like you," The devious giant begins, as softly as he can. "I think I'll promote you from snack to personal toy." As he speaks, the palm you sit in is moving closer and closer to his lips. Every word gushes hot humid wind over your body. "Something tells me you'll enjoy this... My little human." The imp's jaws part, unsheathing the white sharp teeth behind. The last asura is still there. You recognize the angry one from earlier, the giant tongue steadily pushing him into the massive gullet to finish the job.

Suddenly thrust forward, a brief cry escapes from your mouth as your chest slams on the surface of the massive Asura's tongue. His giant digits clasp around your ankles and push you deeper in, brushing your body against the slimy mattress. The air is so incredibly hot. You try to get up, pushing down with your forearms. Arms slipping across the slick surface, you fall back on your chest with a wet slop. Tyleb's first victim was still fresh in mind. Attempts at escape would be futile.

"Y.. you." The last captive starts to speak, face dripping with spit, eyes half closed, a giant uvula resting flaccidly on his head. "Are you here... to laugh at me... human? Make fun of a genius defeated by his own creation?" He snickers briefly, before bursting into a disturbing laugh. "You should know... Humans made the best test subjects. So gullible, so... disposable." Squirming wildly, the insane little demon frees one arm to grab your wrist. Even covered in slime, his grip is surprisingly solid. You feel a shift in gravity as the bumpy texture of the tongue slides across your abdomen. Your face rams into the now dangling uvula, stopping your trip to the imp's belly. The combative little morsel below is still holding on for his life. Waves of peristalsis pulse and squish his small body, sucking you both deeper towards the awaiting stomach.

_ "GLUURP" _The wet muscles wrap around head, pulling hard and sending your shoulder sliding into the hot tunnel. You can feel the uvula squashed against your back. In the pitch blackness, your other senses are constantly assaulted. The pungent smell of digesting meat tingles your nostrils while your ears are filled with a cacophony of wet slurps and gurgles. Twisting your wrists, you try to break free. Dammit. That little bastard is still holding tight.

"GLUUURK". The muscles constrict violently around you, pushing your puny body even deeper. The pressure is even greater below. The mad Asura's hands start to slip. "No! Not here! Not like thi-". Another quick swallow sends him sliding down. His long scream is slowly muffled as he tumbles deeper and deeper into the convulsing darkness below.

Your hips are sinking slowly, past the entrance of the colossal imp's throat. The muscles around you start to squeeze. This is it. Just one more swallow and you're joining the three snacks that came before you. Even as scared as you are, you can still feel your cock throbbing as it slides down against the slick insides. "Oh gods... Is this what I want?" You try to push the thought away but it won't get out of your head. In a way you would be getting your wish. Joining this krewe, permanently. A familiar pressure returns around your ankles, pulling you out of the oppressive tunnel. The red hue of Tyleb's mouth comes into focus again as you emerge from complete darkness. You can breathe freely again.

A blast of heat hits you as the giant Asura begins to moan softly. "Hmmmm, that wash dewichious". The slick mattress below you wavers with every syllable. You feel it coiling around you, covering you with a fresh coat of saliva before pushing you against the roof of his mouth. The devious goblin's tongue wastes no time getting to work. It's giant tip pushes between your legs, spreading them wide open. The smooth muscle begins to slowly move back and forth against you. Pinned, you have no choice but to submit as you're being thoroughly tasted. Extending your arms, you start moving them around the surface of the giant red mattress, giving your new master a better taste of his toy. Gripping your lower legs, he starts thrusting you back in forth inside his mouth.

Your dick is throbbing furiously now, begging for release every time the silky texture slides between your thighs. Your gaze is locked on the pulsating gullet ahead, thinking of the others down in his stomach, tumbling and constricted endlessly in the churning pocket of flesh. It could have been you. "Nothing but food now..." You think. Tyleb's tongue suddenly stops moving, pushing hard against your raging erection. "Fuuuuck." The word escape from your mouth, part scream, part moan. Your whole body tenses, a thick burst of cum exploding from your loins. The slick muscle starts to wriggle between your legs in response, spreading your seed, savoring you. Hugging the giant tongue, you bury your face in it to cover your cry. A second burst of cum erupts.

Keeping the pressure on you for a moment longer, your body goes limp with exhaustion. You feel a shift as the imp's head tilts, a stream of mixed body fluids pooling at the back of his mouth. It drains as he swallows, filling your ears with the familiar wet gulps. The grip around your ankles goes away. Wrapping his tongue around your feet, the Asura gently pulls them inside his mouth, massaging your body into a ball. The sharp white teeth seal shut around you while the air grows quickly stale and humid. You can't help but close your eyes for a moment. You feel the tremors of your captor's footsteps. You have no idea where he's going or what he's going to do, but one thing is certain. This is far from over. Resting your head against the warm mattress, you can't help but doze off.

To be continued...