In The Belly Of The Jungle: Part 2 (Patreon)

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You’re standing outside the lioness’s house, trembling nervously.  You wish you didn’t have to come here--but after the deal you two made, it wasn’t like you had much choice.  You agreed to continue being her food in exchange for your life--you really made a deal with the devil on that one.

Plus, after the predator spit you out, she searched you, found your driver’s license, and marked down your name, address, and other important details.  “You try to run, I’ll find you, got it?” she warned you with a shit-eating grin.  “I work in tracking--finding people is what I do.  So you don’t show at my place in two days ready for supper, I will /find/ you.  And I won’t be as /nice/ anymore.  Got it?”

And so here you are.  After taking a few deep breaths, you finally knock on the door.  It’s a few minutes after the time you two agreed upon, but hopefully the lioness won’t mind.

The door is thrown open, and there she is, the white-furred predator who you belong to.  “Hey there, meat,” she says, making you gulp.  “C’mon in.  I got something /special/ planned for us today~!”

She saunters off, and you follow her inside, gently closing the door behind you.  Her place is a small house, with a kitchen and living area greeting you at the front, and behind that is what appears to be a bedroom.  That’s where she’s going--shit, you hope she hasn’t gotten any ideas.  After a moment’s hesitation, you follow her there, sweating like crazy.

The lioness smirks at you when you come inside, and then she immediately starts to strip!  You yelp in surprise, watching her throw off her shirt and sports bra, and blush, turning away at the sight of her boobs.  “W-What do you think you’re doing?!” you stammer.

“What does it look like?” she asks you.  A hand grabs your chin, and you’re forced to look into her eyes.  She smiles at you.  “I want food today.  But not for my stomach.  Today you’re going to be food for my pussy, understand?”

“What?”  You gulp.  “How does that work?  I’ve never been food for someone’s . . . um, /pussy/ before.”

“You’ve never been unbirthed?”  She laughs, and gives you what seems to be a genuine smile.  “Just follow my lead, meat.  This is going to be good.”

The lioness takes a few steps back and continues to take off her clothes, zipping off her skinny jeans and pulling down her underwear, grabbing your chin and making you look at her naked body.  “Like what you see?” she purrs, showing herself off to you, wiggling her hips and sticking out her tongue, winking. You nod, blushing madly, and the predator grins.  “Good girl.”

She goes over to the bed and spreads her legs, her vagina flowering before you as she does so.  “Lie down in front of me, so your feet are touching my vulva,” the lioness instructs.  Hesitantly, you obey, getting on her bed.  It’s quite comfortable, and you get in position, with your toes grazing against her vagina.  “Good girl,” she says again.  “Now, watch this. . .”

Before your eyes, her vagina opens up, the lips parting further than you ever thought possible, and suddenly, your legs are slurped inside!  You squeak in surprise, squirming a bit--you can feel the hot, wet insides of her vagina; it’s a strange new feeling, one you do somewhat enjoy. . . “A few more swallows and you’ll be in my womb,” explains the lioness.  She licks her lips.  “Let’s make this quick. . .”

You’re pulled in further, and suddenly you’re inside her up to your knees.  Your feet are in a tighter tunnel now, while your legs remain in the starting space, which is dripping with fluid.  You can hear your heartbeat now, and to your surprise you’re actually anticipating what will come next!  Though with this predator, maybe that’s a sign you’re letting your guard down. . .

/Slurp./  The next swallow gets all of your legs inside, and suddenly your feet are in an open space, utterly surrounded by dripping fluid and spacious walls.  You can actually see your toes wiggling in her belly, and you stare at them--is that where you’re ending up?  The lioness sees your gaze and laughs.  “That’s right, meat,” she says, winking at you.  “Welcome to my womb.”

Another thrust, and your stomach is forced inside, so only your chest and head are sticking out of her.  Your body piles inside of her womb, gently enclosed by the liquidy, soft space.  It’s actually kind of comforting--you find it hard to believe this is the same predator who so ferociously devoured you the other day.  But what makes you nervous is what will happen once you’re inside her womb: can you be /digested/ in there? /Will/ you be digested in there?

“You’re going to keep me alive, right?” you blurt out, just as the next pull takes in your chest.

The lioness laughs.  She reaches down, and boops you on the nose.  “You’re my food now, kiddo,” she says, licking her lips.  “I can do whatever the fuck I want with meat.  That’s part of the fun.”

Not for you it isn’t!  You open your mouth to say so, but then the last swallow pulls all of you in her vagina, and before you know it, all of your body is sealed inside.

For a while, your head is surrounded by wet, fluid-filled walls, traveling down; then, it reaches a tight, constricting tunnel; and finally, it piles in with the rest of her body in the womb.

It’s a warm, wet, comforting space, with walls that churn around you ever so gently, and liquid that relaxes and massages your body.  It’s comforting, heavenly almost.  You feel yourself getting a bit sleepy. . .

“That was good, meat,” the lioness says, her voice muffled in this new space.  “Guess now you know what unbirthing feels like, huh?”

You don’t want to say anything, as that would spoil the magic.  Instead, you close your eyes, and let yourself drift off.

As you start your snooze, you realize that, if she was going to take you, this wouldn’t be a bad way to go.

So you submit to it.

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You open your eyes, half expecting to be in heaven or hell or whatever-the-fuck.  Instead, you realize you’re lying on the lioness’s bed, and you sit up, a bit disappointed.  Wait . . . you're alive?  Why would you find that disappointing?  Unless--

“Awake already?”  You turn around, and see the predator herself behind you.   Her clothes are back on.  “You certainly took quite a nap,” she says.  “But hey, at least I got some work done while you were snoozing.  And I washed your clothes.”

She points to a folded pile on your right, and that’s when you realize you’re naked.  Blushing, you throw your clothing back on, mumbling your thanks.  “Come back in two days,” she says to you once you’re dressed.  “Got it?”

“Y-Yes ma’am!” you say quickly, gulping.  She puts her arm around you and leads you to the door, and as she shoves you outside, you realize something.  “W-Wait!  I don’t even know your name. . .”

The lioness laughs.  “Just call me . . . hmm. . .”  She rubs her chin.  “Equinox.  Let’s go with that.”  She smirks at you.  “See ya next time, meat.  Or else.”

And with that, she closes the door.