Wreck It Ralph: Bad Ending 2

Story by VoraciousMischief on SoFurry

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Contains: Spoilers for Wreck It Ralph and Vore

Based on: http://goneja28.deviantart.com/art/Unhappy-Ending-355529136

What if Ralph lost the fight on Diet Cola Mountain.


"I should thank you... but it'd be more fun to kill you." He said and ran at Ralph in his cybug like form. His claw dug into the mentos, missing Ralph by inches. "Come back here little guy!" His legs stab into the mentos, barely missing Ralph who ran away from him. He grabs hold of Ralph and throws him up into the air. All the while laughing insanely. He was enjoying this to much as he chased Ralph around. "Have some candy!" He hits his with his circi purple neon tails, throwing Ralph back against the mentos.

Chasing him and playing with him was working up a appetite for the king cybug. Ralph was desperete to break the mentos flooring they were standing on and the cybrid will not have him succeed. He was going to keep playing with Ralph.. his prey. He was thrown back and landed upside down. He curls up into a ball and spun only to uncurl and grab Ralph.

His claws gripped his legs and Ralph fell flat on his face with a oof sound. He picks up Ralph. "I'm not through with you yet..." He drags Ralph closer to him with Ralph clawing desperetly at the mentos, trying to hang on but the cybrid was strong and the mentos were to easy to break off. He heard his stomach give a grumble. That was strange. He looks at Ralph. Prey. Food. His hunger was rising thanks to the running he had done.

His new virus bug like body was craving food. How convient for Ralph to be here. "It would indeed be more fun to kill you, old friend." He had repeated the earlier words. He pulls Ralph closer and his candy necklace-like neck snakes out. "I will do it slowly.. and will enjoy every bit of it." Turbo said with a sinister laugh.

Ralph was about to argue or say a insult but felt something went along his feet. What the-- He felt his mouth get warm and felt something wet around them. It was slowly going up his ankles. He tried to look and pull his feet out but some sharp things threatened to slice his feet. He was confused. What in the name of Litwak was going on. He should've been happy to not see what was going on.

The cybug king had opened his mouth and took in Ralph's feet which were oddly clean and tasty for the taste buds on his tongue so he decided the best death for Wreck It Ralph. To become a meal fit for a king. He was careful with this. Seems Ralph didn't know what was going on though he tried and failed to see. Ralph squirmed some but the cybrid didn't care. His clawed fingers kept Ralph in place as his mouth went to the bad guy's ankles and this was where the test began. He took a swallow, expecting him to be unable to due to the neck he had but it was a success. The feet of the wrecker easily fit into his throat. Now Ralph had the right to worry as the cybug's hungry mouth started to go up his legs.

Ralph had no idea what was going on. The warmth and wet made him keep trying to look. He felt some pressure on his feet, a little squeeze but nothing to bad. He could feel the wet snake up his legs. "Tu-Turbo. What's going on?" He finally took a hard turn of his head and his code froze up. He saw his legs in the ex-racer's mouth. And eyes looking at him. He could swear that Turbo was smiling at him.

"Sweet Mother Hubbard!" He tried to get away, struggling to wiggle out of the mouth but the claws kept him in place as Turbo's face showed again in a red glitch of pixels. He couldn't get out of the mouth. Another little squeeze and he knew what it was now. Turbo was swallowing him inch by inch. He yelled, screamed and tried to wreck the mentos. Turbo always made sure to stop him though by pulling him back or biting him gently, not breaking his coded skin. But warning him that he could.

Turbo was swallowing his legs. Then he got to the hard part. Ralph's belly was a little big. But would this stop Turbo? No sir. He made his jaws widen and swallow again, getting to the big belly of the wrecker. He was enjoying Ralph's flavor. Never had he thought the wrecker would taste so good. Ralph should be honored to be devoured by the greatest racer ever. He was even starting to enjoy the pitiful squirming that Ralph was doing. His throat was bulging out in the form of the wrecker. Were all bad guys this tasty? He would be sure to find out. For now he would savor the flavor.

Ralph was tiring himself out by squirming in a desperete attempt to get out and save Vanellope and the game. He was trying hard not to cry, trying hard not to beg Turbo to let him go. He held the heart shaped cookie necklace that Vanellope gave him. He read it again: To: Stinkbrain.. You're My Hero. He tried to pull out of the cybug by using his hands to grip the mentos. But the teeth hung onto his overalls, snaking out and he didn't get a inch out. Another squeeze and he looks down. He saw Turbo was going over his stomach. Ralph could only watch as Turbo ate him alive.

Turbo swallows over his stomach, some drool hitting the mentos that were under him. He loved the fact that Ralph tried to crawl away and get himself out. The king cybug just kept swallowing, making it slow and enjoyable when he saw Ralph look back with terrified eyes. Oh how Turbo knew Ralph was fighting hard not to beg him. He swallows past his stomach and up to his chest. Ralph had held his arms out and seemed to be holding something. A necklace? was it the Hero's Duty medal? No.. it was salmon colored.. not blue ribbon. He didn't dwell. Let Ralph protect the little thing. He was nothing but food.

Ralph held the necklace up. His arms over his head. He felt the wetness and teeth on his back and chest. He was being eaten alive for trying to help a little girl. He had a plan.. wreck his stomach until Ralph is let out. Still he squirmed to get out though even though by now it was futile. The teeth grazed over his chest and shoulders. His neck was slowly getting consumed. His head looking out at the dark sky, steam that was coming out of the mentos from the diet cola hot springs. He took it all in before he saw the pink colored insides and sharp white teeth that was the cybrid's mouth. He was squeezed and heard a gulping sound and he slowly travelled down. The light of the outside starting to disappear. His arms feeling the hot breath as they were swallowed. He was close...

The cybrid swallows Ralph's head down, ignoring the hair that tickled at the inside of his mouth. He had to add in more saliva to mat it down. Ralph's ham hands that wrecked so much were swallowed down slowly. The squirmming bulge in his throat was a sight to see but no one was around to see it. He got to the big hands and it seemed Ralph unintentionally let go of what ever was in his hand. The last of Ralph was swallowed up. Consumed and travelled down the throat and into the stomach that bulged out. Turbo spat out the now saliva covered thing Ralph held and it landed near by. He cared little for it. He looks down at the stomach bulge that seemed to be trying to push out. "You were tasty Ralph. Hmm hoo~ Trying to wreck your way out.. mmm so nice and tight in there. Oh hoo hoo don't worry. You won't be added to his body.. well maybe as nourishment. But nothing more." He felt the squirming become more frantic. "A turbotastic meal fit for a king."

Ralph was in a tight fleshy stomach and he couldn't wreck his way out. He grr's. He could hear that cocky bug freak and wanted to just punch him so hard. He struggled to get out. He had lost Vanellope's gift! It was heated in here and it was making the wrecker start to get tired. No no stay awake! He tried and struggled but in the end it was useless. Ralph was food for Turbo.. soon enough the frantic squirming weakened and finally stopped.

Turbo enjoyed the squirming in his belly. It was the best. But the squirm soon stopped and Turbo frowns. "I should've taken in some more air." His wings came out and he flew away. He was sure Ralph may last him for a few days.. he wasn't sure. But he was happy to have a full stomach. Revenge was indeed sweet. He flew the licorice field and lays down, wings going inside of his shell like body until he wanted to use them again.

He had to control the cybugs in the game and make sure to fix the game so it would look great. Even if the exit was blown up Turbo would find a way out. He always does in the end. He lays straight with the bulge still showing. He was happy and soon Vanellope would be on the menu. But for now he would enjoy the holitosis warthog that turned out to be the greatest meal ever. He was amused that Ralph's body didn't delete or fade into pixels and instead stayed there. What a good plus.

The body was getting ready to digest as the cybug king rested, patting the belly with his clawed fingers. He had left the cookie medal that had fallen at the base of the mountain. It was the only evidence that showed what happened to Ralph... but no one believed he was actually devoured. Then again they never saw Ralph in a cybug form.. or the king. Oh were they going to be in for a surprise... but that will be a story for another time...