A Secret Fall Feast (Patreon Exclusive) (Patreon)

This one's a bit more experimental; I was basically writing this like an audio drama script.  I hope you enjoy it!  I imagined the narrator to be my dapper pred Leonard (https://toyhou.se/8837455.leonard), but you can insert another character in there too!

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Wake up, delicious prey.  It’s time for me to dine.

Why, hello there, my dear!  I must say, you were awfully easy for me to capture.  I just plucked you right off the street and into my carriage, and now, here we are in my secret hideaway. . .

Who am I?  Why, my name is Leonard.  I’m happy to make your acquaintance!  Now, let me have a look at you.

Oh my, what scrumptious legs you have?  And such plump little arms, perfect for my consumption--you won’t mind if I have a taste, now do you?  Good.

Mmmm, that is /delicious/.  I do love me a nice, sweet piece of prey once in a while, and your flavor is perfect for that.  Now, let’s not waste anymore time.

Let me just get you down on the platter. . . There we go.  And don’t bother trying to move, my dear--that sugary substance I just put you on is quite sticky for prey, and won’t let them go.  I could, of course, pull you out, but that wouldn’t be any fun, now would it?

I’ll have a better taste of you now. . . Mmm, such a tasty little tummy you have, dear one.  And I must say, that chest of yours contains your sweetness perfectly. . . What?  Why, I’m not letting you go; don’t be ridiculous!  I don’t release dinners once they’re captured, you see.  Just wouldn’t be sporting.  The fall is a perfect time to catch prey, as they make for nice warm bellies in contrast with the cold air.  And I want you in my belly /now/.  So let’s begin.

Starting at the bottom here. . . Your feet are absolutely delicious.  Don’t squirm too much now, my dear--you don’t want me to go /faster/ now, do you?  I didn’t think so.  Now, let me have my fill.

Mmm, that flavor is divine.  I love the way your toes wiggle in my mouth, reminding me of the fact that I have a living meal tonight.  Now, allow me to take the first swallow.

/Gulp!/ There we go!  Ah, see that bulge your feet are making?  That’s the first of many, my dear.  You’re going to make quite an exterior impression on me as I swallow you down.  And now that your legs are in my mouth, I can get a better taste of them. . . Yum!  Goodness me, those are absolutely stunning.  That sweet flavor goes so well with your flesh that it makes me want to swoon!  But I can’t pass out now--I have a meal to consume.  So let’s do that, shall we?

/Slurp!/  And there your legs go, down into my depths.  Your feet are making a bigger bulge further down my throat, too.  I can tell you’re not enjoying this as much as I do, but that’s perfectly fine.  Prey doesn’t tend to enjoy being eaten--but I certainly enjoy eating prey.

/Slorp!/ Aaaaaa, there we are.  Feel how your legs left the tight enclosure of my throat, and entered an open, moving space?  Do you hear how it grumbles and growls around your flesh, wanting to consume you further?  That, my dear, is because you are in my stomach.  And it wants to break you down. . .

/Gulp!  Smack!/  Goodness, I really want you in my belly now, it seems--two swallows at once!  Well, I am rather hungry, I must say.  And now only your chest up is left for me to consume--shame it must all end so quickly.  But all food has a final destination, after all.  And this is yours.

/Slurp!/  Mmm, do you feel your body piling up in my gurgling belly?  How it moves and pulses around your form, and releases liquids that sizzle up against your skin?  It’s detected the new food, and wants to digest it.  I’ll oblige my hungry stomach, and send the rest of you down.

/SLOOOORP!/  And there we go!  One good suck and you’re all inside.  I’ll just wait for you to go down my throat and land inside my belly. . .

There we are.  All tucked away inside of me.  Oh dear, it seems you’re protesting again--but that’s quite alright.  My stomach is more than capable of holding back your struggles as it digests you.  Soon you’ll be nothing but mush.

Enjoy your final moments, prey.  I know I will.