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The otter pond was a popular location for all seeking satisfying tummies.  You were no different.

You ventured to the pond out of curiosity, creeping up to it after the sun had set.  You didn’t expect anyone to really be there when you reached it, but there was one otter still left.

Lying in the pond was a sexy specimen, with rippling abs and just enough of a belly bulge that you started to blush.  They sat up in the water, and gave you a smile.  “Hey there, cutie,” they purred, standing and walking toward you.  “Something tells me that you’re here to get inside my gut.  Am I right?”

You nod, face still red.  The otter smiles.  “Good, good,” they say.  They rub their stomach seductively, in slow, deliberate circles.  “I have a stomach you can rest in, if you want to.  Interested?”

You nod again, and the otter’s smile gets even wider.  “Excellent.  You look delicious.”  They step onto the shore, standing across from you now.  “But I don’t eat my food clothed.  Strip down for me, cutie.”

You immediately obey, ripping off your clothes as quick as you can.  You can already imagine the otter’s gurgling gut, being tucked away inside of their hungry belly. . . Fuck, are you looking forward to this.

Finally, you’re all out of your clothing, completely naked across from the otter.  The predator licks their lips and grins.  “Mmm.  Gotta say, you look /really/ tasty.  Ready to get eaten up?”

You nod.  The otter doesn’t waste any time: they walk forward, grab your sides, and hoist you up off of the ground.  Then, they open their mouth wide.

You get a nice glimpse inside of their gullet: their teeth and tongue are absolutely covered in drool, dripping with it, and behind that, their throat looms.  A second later, you are shoved forward, and land inside of their mouth.

Hot breath washes over your face as you enter, and the otter’s tongue glazes over your head, licking every bit of you.  This predator clearly wants to taste all of their food, and soon, your face is covered in saliva.  All the while, the otter let out, “Mmmmm!” sounds that echo through the maw, making your skin tingle.

“Delicious,” the otter says, giving your face a final lick.  “Let’s send you down the hatch.”

And with that, it begins.

/Gulp!/  You are sucked forward, launched from the warm, spacious mouth into the clammy confines of their throat.  The esophagus squeezes around your head, not giving you room to even move your jaw, and you suck in breath through your nose, waiting for what will happen next.

The otter slowly swallows you up, lapping up your body bit by bit before sending you deeper down their gullet.  More and more of you gets gulped down, until, finally, you reach the destination you’ve been waiting for.

It happens in one smooth moment.  In a single swallow, you slide down the compact throat, and slip past a barrier, into a more spacious area.  You take a deep breath, getting your bearings, and then, you hear it.

The growls you’ve been longing for reach your ears.  Gurgles echo through the space as liquid oozes from the walls, splashing onto the floor of the space.  You’re finally here.  You’re finally in the stomach. . .!

You smile wide as the otter smiles more of you, sending you deeper into their hungry belly.  More and more of you is lowered inside, until your naked body is curling up against the walls.  You snuggle against the sides of the stomach, loving the way the juices slide against your body.

Finally, only your feet are left to swallow.  The otter lingers on the final bite, licking your toes and teasing you for a long moment.  But then, they suck them down, and soon, all of you is gathered inside their gurgling gut.

You smile, hugging your body and snuggling against the growling walls.  This is where you belong.  This is where you’ve always wanted to be, and you’re finally here.  Maybe the otter will let you out, or maybe they’ll leave you to digest.  You don’t really care if they break you down--you’d be happy to be used as sustenance for this lovely predator.

You close your eyes, letting the growls of the gut ease your mind.  A moment later, you are fast asleep.