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Jason stalked through the tall grass, listening, breathing the scents around him. His prey was nearby. Silently, he pushed forward, his stealthy movements barely rustling the grass. It could have been mistaken for a light breeze. His prey would never see him coming until it was too late.

Finally, Jason heard the sound of munching, his prey feeding on the very grass that hid him, that his prey thought hid it as well, but the grass couldn't hide it from Jason. Jason padded just a bit farther, and then he could see his prey's long white ears sticking up in the grass, swiveling to catch the slightest noise. But Jason didn't make any, and now he was within pouncing distance.

Jason crouched, and then he sprang. Flying over the grass, he stretched his claws wide to grab his prey. The rabbit's head shot up and her mouth opened in a squeal of terror, but it was too late. Jason had her. He would grab her as she tried to dash away, but then the rabbit leapt right at him! Her head collided with his belly, forcing his air out in a whoosh. Unbalanced by the blow, Jason landed hard on his side and scrambled to his feet. He saw his prey haring away through the grass and, with a growl, raced after her. The rabbit was fast, but Jason was right behind her. He could smell her fear, and the scent made his blood rise, made him push harder. She wouldn't get away! Jason saw a hole in the ground a short distance ahead; the rabbit was making for it, but he would catch her. He was almost on her heals. He could hear her gasping and sobbing.

"No, no, oh please no, oh Zeus!" she gasped breathlessly.

The rabbit dove for the hole, and Jason dove after her. She slipped through the opening, but the hole was too big. It should have only fit her, but instead it had foolishly been dug amply large to fit him. It provided no protection. Jason dove in after her. He would have to run on all fours to follow, but that's how she'd be running too. He'd catch her.

Suddenly, he tripped. A piece of string leapt up out of the floor and snagged his back right foot. Jason flopped hard onto his belly, but leapt in surprise as the tunnel rumbled behind him. He turned just in time to see a heavy stone roll into place, blocking the way he'd come and sealing out the light.

Jason pushed forward. He'd still catch the rabbit and force her to show him the way out before he ate her, but after a short distance, the tunnel narrowed sharply, forcing Jason to stop. He reached into the hole, groping, trying to see how long the narrow section was. At first, it seemed the section was long and too narrow to fit through, but then Jason realized he could actually squeeze inside. He pushed himself in and writhed forward. The tunnel widened as he went, and soon he was crawling easily again. It was dark, too dark to see, but he would still catch the rabbit. In fact, he could smell her close ahead. Perhaps she'd thought he'd been closed out behind the stone. Jason grinned; she'd be in for a big surprise!

Jason's hand slipped over a ledge, and he halted. He carefully felt around the edge of the now quite wide tunnel. He found he could even stand if he stooped slightly. He felt all along the edge but found nothing. He didn't know how high the ledge was, but it seemed the rabbit had made it down without trouble. Jason cautiously stepped up to the edge and vainly peered into the darkness. He'd have to jump and hope it wasn't far. He took a deep breath to fortify himself.

Suddenly, giant hands grabbed him pinning his arms to his sides. Jason yowled in shock as he was plucked from the ledge. Then a light flicked on. Jason blinked in the bright lights, trying to see who or what had grabbed him. His eyes adjusted, and he saw it: it was the rabbit! The somehow now enormous rabbit who was holding him easily between her gigantic hands! Jason squirmed in terror.

"Wh-what?! How?!" he yowled fearfully.

The rabbit grinned, "Got ya! Ha! The looks on you predators' faces are priceless! I wish I could sell those!"

"Wha-at?"

"'What, what, what?'" the rabbit mocked. "I got you, kitty. Or maybe I should say the shrink ray did."

She glanced up at an enormous metal ridged cone attached to the ceiling. The narrow end of the cone had a red glass bulb, and heavy black cords ran out of the room from the back.

"We're trying to figure out how to downsize. When we do, you predators are toast, but it's too big and energy intensive now. I can only zap one predator per day to give the power cell enough time to recharge," she explained.

Jason stared up at the strange machine. A shrink ray?! The prey had this technology?! What are they planning? "W-what do you mean we're toast?" he whined. "What are you going to d-do to me?"

The rabbit grinned, showing her large incisors. "Hmm, what should I do with someone who was trying to eat me?"

Jason's heart leapt into his throat, "N-no! Please don't eat me!"

The rabbit giggled, "Heeheeheehee, aww, poor kitty. Don't you want to be eaten? Don't worry; I'm not going to hurt you."

"W-what are you going to do?" Jason whined again.

"Oh, this and that," she replied nonchalantly. "You're mine now. I can do what I like."

"Please don't hurt me," Jason whined. "I-I'm sorry I tried to catch you. I just-"

The rabbit lifted him to nuzzle his ear and whispered, "Hush, don't worry about that now. You won't be eating anyone ever again."

The rabbit tucked him in one arm with his head in the crook of her elbow and placed the other on top. Jason didn't try to squirm away from the looser hold. Where would he go even if he could escape? He was too small. What would he even hunt?! Maybe some other predator would have taken pity on him, but he was afraid to resist the rabbit. He'd been trying to kill her, and even if she hadn't hurt him yet, she didn't have any reason to show mercy. The rabbit carried him down a flight of stairs to a heavy oak door. She opened it to reveal a fully furnished house with wood floors, walls, and ceiling.

"Home sweet home," the rabbit quipped.

She carried him down another flight of stairs in the house and entered a room, which had a large bed with a maroon comforter. She closed the door behind her and set him on the bed before retrieving something from a black nightstand to the right. Jason watched her warily, considering jumping down and dashing under the bed, but he didn't want to make her angry when she seemed so cheerful at the moment. She dropped down beside him and scooped him onto her lap, wrapping one arm across his chest to hold him to her belly.

"What's your name, kitty?"

"J-Jason."

"My name's Ellie. I'm going to trim your claws now, Jason. Don't worry; I won't get any too short. I've done this a lot of times."

"M-my claws? B-but I need those," he whined

"Not anymore. Just hold still, and it'll only take a minute."

Jason complied as the rabbit clipped off the sharp tips of his claws. The she filed down the nubs until they was smoothed away to almost nothing. When she had done his hands and feet, she lifted his arm over his head and bend down to touch his fingers to her lips. She brushed them over his blunt claws and then kissed his furless palm.

"There you go. Thanks for being cooperative kitty. You made it really easy. I like it when my prey lets me prepare them without a fuss."

Jason's heart leapt into his throat, "W-what?" he squeaked.

The rabbit's hands gripped his arms tightly. "You're safe to eat now, kitty. I hope you like it in my belly," she crooned.

Jason looked up to see the rabbit's maw--impossibly wide--descending upon him. He tried to squirm away, but then his head was in her throat. He struggled to get loose, but the rabbit pushed him in deeper. Her esophagus opened up and wrapped tight around his head, cutting off his air supply. Jason's arms were pinned by the rabbit's mouth now, but he continued to kick desperately. However, the most of him was already inside her, and he was unable to stop himself as he quickly slipped down toward her stomach. He felt the warm, moist chamber of her mouth close around his feet, and then his head pushed through a tight point into a roomier area. Rapidly, the rest of Jason's body followed into the rabbit's stomach, sliding into the less confined space. Still, it was tight, the restricted space squeezing him into a tight ball. He began with his head at the bottom, but as his body squeezed into the space, it was pushed back around so that it was at the top. Squeezed into the fetal position and soaked with mucus and fluid, Jason gasped at the pocket of air he found at the top of her stomach.

For a moment, Jason was too stunned to know what to do, but then he began to struggle. He pushed against the walls. He tried to force his head up through the sphincter he'd entered, but the sphincter was closed tightly now, too small for him to enter. And Jason couldn't even be sure he was pushing his head in the right place. He realized he probably wasn't when he felt a hand press on the top of his head from outside.

"Seems you have a little energy after all," the rabbit's muffled voice vibrated through her body to him. "Squirm all you want, kitty. You aren't getting out."

Jason redoubled his efforts, but he couldn't keep it up. There was so little oxygen, only provided by what the rabbit swallowed with her saliva, and he was soon exhausted and limp. The rabbit's stomach muscles squeezed tightly around his weakened body, restricting his movements even more.

"Aww, did you get tired out already, kitty? Try to relax. I'll let you out eventually."

"Y-you mean after I'm digested," Jason whimpered.

"Hmm? Did you say something, kitty?"

"You mean after I'm digested!" Jason wailed.

The rabbit's hand rubbed over him from outside. "Hush, I said I wasn't going to hurt you. You're not going to digest in there. That would be too cruel. Once I've trained you to be a good belly-dweller, I'll sell you to someone else so that they can keep you in their tummy. I could have told you this, but I didn't want to give away the plot. The shrink ray isn't just a shrink ray. It makes you so you can live inside us. It's too complicated to explain, but you sort of live off of our life energy in there. You don't even need to breathe if you just stay still."

Jason was baffled by this information. It was even more absurd than the idea of the shrink ray itself, but what reason did the rabbit have to lie? He was already too weak to fight, so if she was going to digest him, she might as well say so instead of concocting such an absurd-sounding story.

"Or maybe," the rabbit added. "I could keep you as my own. How would you like that, kitty? Are you comfortable in there? Getting puked back up isn't a lot of fun really. If you'd rather stay, I could keep you. I can get someone else to help me train predators."

Jason shifted uncomfortably inside the rabbit's stomach. Of course he wasn't comfortable! He was wet and gooey and squashed. He couldn't move. It was almost completely dark. What was good about this at all? On the other hand, it could be worse. Even if another prey also wouldn't digest him--buying in for now that this wasn't a trick--they could treat him more cruelly: punch him, lay on him, eat lots of hot peppers that would get in his eyes. He didn't know much about this rabbit, but she'd been gentler than she needed to be. Maybe he was better off in here.

"C-couldn't I come out and just stay with you?" Jason called.

"Stay with me? In what capacity?"

Jason hesitated to think what he should suggest. Some predators caught prey but didn't eat them, instead keeping them as their pets. "Y-you could keep me as your pet."

"Pet? I don't know, kitty. How do I know you'd behave?"

"I-I promise I would," Jason called back. "I'd be obedient, and if I wasn't, you could eat me again."

"I might just prefer you inside me though," the rabbit argued.

"J-just give me a chance. If you're not happy with me for any reason, you can eat me again, but give me a chance to be your pet."

"I'll think about it. I'm not letting you out right now. Just relax. Maybe you'll decide you like it in there." He felt the rabbit turn onto her side, and her hand stroked over him, "You feel nice in there, kitty, and we can still talk as you can see. You'll always be with me; you're not alone."

Jason tried to move, but the rabbit's muscles squeezed him back in place. He knew if he let himself regain his energy, he could squirm and push against the walls again, but to what end? He'd always end up squeezed back into this ball, and the weaker he made himself, the tighter it would be. If he stayed completely still, he could keep up enough muscle tone to give himself a little more room. Would this be the rest of his life? Trying to hold onto a little more room inside a rabbit's stomach? He'd never taste food unless her tried to eat what the rabbit swallowed, which wouldn't be appropriate for his biology. He'd never breathe fresh air or feel the sun on his fur. Instead, he'd always be bathed in slime, compressed by hot, stifling walls, his best option perhaps to withdraw inward, to imagine he was somewhere else, to remember better times.

"You're awfully quiet in there all of a sudden, kitty," the rabbit remarked. "Talk to me. Tell me what you like to do."

"It doesn't matter in here," Jason muttered.

"You might still like to talk about it or other things that interest you. Do you like to read? I can read books to you. I could put headphones on my belly and play music."

"You could let me out."

"I like you in there, kitty. I know you're all mine. You were going to eat me, and we would't have been able to talk afterward."

"I had to eat!" he protested.

"Yeah, well, now you don't."

Jason didn't know how to respond to that.

The rabbit's hand stroked over him again, "You're such a cute little bulge, all curled up inside me. You look comfy."

"It's gross and uncomfortable. I'm not curled up; I can't uncurl!" he pointed out grumpily.

"I'm sure you'll get used to it. Completely relax. Accept my body like it's accepted yours. Let it squeeze you how it wants you."

Jason knew this would probably eventually be his fate, but he continued to resist the pressure as best he could.

* * *

Ellie stroked her belly again. She could still feel the cat trying to resist her muscles, but he would give up eventually. Then he'd be her little tummy toy, forever. Ellie had been curious about his suggestion to make him her pet, but she liked him where he was. He'd give up begging to be let out like they all did. Her tummy was the perfect place for him; he was small, harmless, and confined. He'd never hurt another prey, and now he would keep Ellie company. She'd read to him like she'd said, and perhaps eventually, he'd even learn to enjoy his new home. If he didn't though, that was okay too. He'd eaten prey, and now he was the prisoner of a prey's body. He'd be denied the freedom he'd used to restrict prey's freedom, to take their lives and make them live in fear, but he wouldn't be denied his life. And he would never be alone. Ellie didn't see any reason to punish the cat more than she already was, and she'd try to be kind to him and at least give his mind things to do even if his body was compressed into a helpless ball. But she would never let him out. If she lived to be ninety, which was admittedly unlikely for a prey, he'd be her tummy toy until the very end. Ellie wrapped her arms over her belly and gave him a gentle squeeze. He was all hers.