Sovrim in Spaghetti
A short bit of smut to go along with the recent picture I commissioned from HelavisKrew. Just some horny vore related teasing, swallowing, and an ambiguous ending
Sovrim thought they were just part of the garnish on a plate of noodles, but clearly that escalated into something far more than they'd bargained for. Nearer the end of the meal, the predator decided they wanted something a little bit extra to finish off their meal properly. They reached down for Sovrim and grabbed the salameleon as casually as a chunk of bread, dragged them through a bit of sauce left on the plate, and sucked the salameleon into their mouth.
All the struggling Sovrim could muster proved to be useless. The giant's grasp was unyielding, and the suction of their mouth was inescapable. Inside the maw, they were in the domain of a giant's powerful tongue. It, too, was an unstoppable force acting on anything in the mouth. Sovrim was rolled this way and that, but spared being chewed into pieces. Instead, they were able to see the mouth in action in the dim light that made its way inside.
The mouth was swelteringly hot, with the smell of the predator's dinner filling every breath at a nauseating intensity. The teeth were stained with the pasta sauce, giving everything an unsettling red hue that reminded Sovrim of blood. And while they were spared adding their blood to those stains, they were rolled frighteningly close to the teeth from time to time, allowing them to feel the jaws going to work as other food was chewed into a slurry.
That experience only escalated when the tongue scooped Sovrim up and swallowed the hybrid whole and alive, sending them towards the stomach like any other piece of food.
Inside the throat, things were even darker and tighter. Sovrim's body was squeezed tightly by the throat as peristalsis forced them downward. The light was gone entirely. There was almost no air, given the tightness of the throat, and what little Sovrim could breathe was full of the stinking mucus lining that organ and protecting the predator's flesh. The light faded completely, leaving Sovrim with just the sensations of being squeezed downward and the intensifying sounds of the predator's body.
Still, despite the terror of being eaten alive, some part of Sovrim still enjoyed the experience. After all, their entire body was being squeezed by that flesh. They were getting to experience the full, awe-inspiring power of a predator's effortless acts of consumption. They were entirely powerless to the subconscious actions of a giant's body. And, at least on some level, they were enjoying the experience of such a raw display of power.
As for whether or not they'll be able to enjoy the experience later, that is up to the reader's imagination.