A Fizzy Breakfast (Vore Story)
A quickie done for Fizzle. Fizzle manages to sneak his way into Neil's pantry, but the sleepy deer doesn't even realize that he's made his way into his cereal bowl, too!
Neil let out a long, satisfying yawn as he stumbled his way into his kitchen, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes and dealing with the frustration of his body just refusing to let him sleep for longer than six hours. It was something that happened every now and again, and the deer just kind of had to deal with it. At least there was the promise of breakfast whenever he woke up, and that was enough to get him out of bed some mornings.
The half-asleep deer made his way over to his pantry, pulling out a bowl of cereal and grabbing some milk out of the fridge and getting everything else set up. He opened up the cereal box and started to pour out its contents into the bowl, but perhaps it was that sleepy listlessness that made him completely miss the fact that there was a little hitchhiker poured out along with all the cereal! Yes, amongst the colorful berries and funny shapes was a small orange kitsune who had managed to weasel his way into said cereal box and was in the middle of his own breakfast! The micro's name was Fizzle, and he was more than a bit surprised by what had just transpired. After all, his entire world had basically just been inverted and he had been casually dumped back out into the outside world! He expected the deer looming over him to notice him quickly, and then things would get a lot worse, but...that wasn't what happened.
Neil didn't even look down at his bowl of cereal before turning around and reaching for the carton of milk, Fizzle just barely able to dig himself out of the ball pit that he had just been dropped into before he was treated to a waterfall of creamy white liquid rushing right towards his face! The kitsune barely managed to hold his breath before he was suddenly pushed back under the water line, the absolute avalanche of fluid constantly pushing down on Fizzle made it difficult for the kitsune to swim back to the surface again, but he managed to clutch onto a piece of cereal before it all went down and barely kept his grip as Neil poured out a good half of the carton into the bowl!...damn, he must really like milk.
Still completely unaware of the craziness that was going on inside of his cereal bowl, Neil carried his breakfast over to the kitchen table, setting it down and pulling his phone out of his pocket as he started to thrust his spoon into the mixture. "HEY! Look down here, you big oaf!" Fizzle yelled and waved his arms around to try and get Neil's attention, but he was just far too small for his voice to carry enough so that Neil would actually have a chance of hearing him. No, the tiny orange kitsune would just have to play "dodge the spoon" until he could manage to clamber out of this bowl, and he was already feeling a little bit exhausted just from trying to stay afloat...!
As Neil's spoon crashed down and scooped up a big mouthful of cereal, Fizzle was just barely able to dodge out of the way, the kitsune watching as Neil casually brought the spoon up to his mouth and started to crunch and munch down on its contents...and that would be him if he didn't get the heck out of the way! Neil had swallowed down his mouthful just a few seconds later, still just scrolling through Twitter or something as his spoon came back in for a second round! Again, as Fizzle saw it come crashing down, he was able to dodge out of the way, but unfortunately...the piece of cereal he was clinging to did not share in his luck. The spoon came down right between the two of them, sending Fizzle careening into the milk once more; and this time, Fizzle had a much harder time grabbing onto a life raft, for two main reasons. One, all this cereal was starting to get quite soggy, and two, a good portion of these pieces were mashed up gunk sloshing around inside of Neil's stomach at this point...!
Thankfully, or perhaps unfortunately for Fizzle, he did manage to pull himself out of the sloshing ocean of milk after a few moments of flailing around. The unfortunate part is that it was Neil's spoon that had lifted him out of his predicament, the soggy kitsune surrounded by bits of even soggier cereal as he was pulled up out of the bowl and towards Neil's steadily-opening mouth! As Fizzle watched himself being slowly brought towards the tip of the deer's muzzle, he looked over the side of the spoon, doing his best to judge the distance and possibility of just taking a dive...he was so high up though, just looking over it gave him a bit of nausea! No, at this point, his best bet would be to try and get Neil's attention right before those chompers came clacking down.
The kitsune yelled at the top of his lungs and flailed his arms around as wildly as he could, but 100% of Neil's already-limited attention was on his phone as he stuck that spoon right into his mouth, slurping Fizzle right off along with that mouthful of cereal. Suddenly, the kitsune was not laying down on a cold, wet metal spoon, but instead a warm, slimy, constantly-moving tongue as all the cereal around him was being munched and crunched to bits by the herbivore's powerful teeth. It now became a scramble for Fizzle to avoid those teeth as best he could, though his agency was pretty limited with the floor underneath him constantly moving in erratic and unpredictable patterns. The kitsune had a few close calls, but in a minute of bouncing around inside Neil's mouth, he managed to survive the gnashing of deer teeth that surrounded him; he had a new problem, though. Neil's tongue was starting to push him and the chewed-up cereal mush towards the back of the deer's throat, with seemingly no way for the kitsune to reverse course...
And then, everything stopped for a moment. Neil's tongue started to move around specifically underneath Fizzle, almost as if he was feeling something moving around inside of his mouth and he was trying to figure out what it was...which is exactly what was happening! Neil had sensed something a little bit extra with his meal, but instead of being grossed out by the possibility of the same bug or something, he just wanted to taste it more directly! It was hard to really get a sampling of Fizzle's flavor when he was covered in milk and cereal, but the kitsune turned out to be a nice contrast to the rest of his meal at the very least...
This wasn't the first time something like this had happened to Neil. Sometimes micros would get into his food, and at that point, they were just part of the meal! So that's exactly what Neil was going to treat them like. The tongue started to move again, this time funneling everything to the back of Neil's mouth with intent and purpose even as Fizzle tried his best to clamber back towards those gleaming teeth. The tiny fox put all he had on the table, but anything he could muster was easily counteracted by even the simplest movement from Neil. A wet *glk* barely reached the deer's ear as he swallowed that mouthful down, Fizzle squirming and wiggling around inside his tight throat all the way down into his grumbling belly. Where all food ended up.
"That's what they get for messing around in my pantry..." Neil said to himself without skipping a beat, barely even thinking about Fizzle as he continued to scroll through his phone and work on the rest of his breakfast. Ignoring Neil was not a luxury that Fizzle could afford, though! After a tight trip down Neil's throat, the micro was unceremoniously dumped into deergut, a thick and chunky soup of cereal and milk there to greet the kitsune and at least soften his landing a little bit. Not like the sludge he was now bathing in was comfortable, though! The world around Fizzle was constantly moving and undulating as the stomach began to process what it was being fed, and on top of that, more of the thick stuff was being dumped on the top of Fizzle by the minute! Once again, the kitsune was challenged to keep his head above the waterline, but in a much different - and more hostile - environment.
Neil finished his breakfast a few minutes later, the deer patting at his satisfied gut while it started to burble and churn. That satiation wouldn't last very long, but it was enough to get him to lunch time, at the very least. He had to pretty much already forgotten about Fizzle at this point, and the micro was in a bit of a sticky situation now, to say the very least. How the heck was he going to get out of here in one piece...?