“NO!” You scream frantically, clawing desperately at the tongue as it threatens to tip back and send you on a one way journey to the digestive system of your once beloved pet. “I WILL NOT DIE IN HERE! LET ME OUT!!” Your efforts to scratch his tongue grew more frantic as you desperately hoped to cause some discomfort and be spat out. Surely that could work, right? A tongue should be sensitive and vulnerable.
Unfortunately for you, Cat was a predator with ample experience swallowing unwilling live prey. Many mice had been swallowed down throughout the years, and you used to have a bit of a morbid interest in watching Cat easily swallow down a struggling morsel. At the time it had just felt like the natural order of things, but now that you were the size of a mouse it felt like cruel and unusual punishment. Cat was clearly toying with you, teasing you with your fate with every idle flick of his tongue. The purring around you only increased in volume as you fought continuously against his unbothered tongue.
Finally, the time has come for the moment Cat has been waiting for all along. The feline has sucked all flavor from his chosen treat and now it was time to send you to your forever home. Your screams increased in volume and pitch as you felt Cat tilt his head up, your whole world rotating as the angled tongue slid you to the back of his throat.
GULP.
The purring followed you, echoing all around as you were squeezed gently down the esophagus. A few minutes passed during which you were repeatedly compressed, finding it had to catch your own breath as you were funneled down the winding pipe. A fleshy valve briefly blocked your progress before with another squeeze it opened up, allowing you to gracelessly plop right into the waiting acids of Cats stomach.
Cat yawned, getting a good stretch in the sun as he reached his paws forward, feeling how you finally reached your destination. With his life’s mission complete, Cat saunters off and lays down to bask in a bit of sunlight on his favorite windowsill. Usually while resting here you would come up and scratch his belly, but now you were delightfully scratching his belly from the inside instead. Your frantic cries were muffled by layers of fat and fur, and your thrashing about in pain only increased Cats satisfaction as it reminded him of the complete dominance his body was exerting over you. You were all his now, quickly fading away as nothing but a bit of nutrients, as all snacks are destined to become. You may have lived your life expecting to be a human being with purpose and dreams, but Cat had always recognized your true purpose was to get eaten by him. How wonderful that he could help you see the same truth.
Cat yawned again, curling up on his side and feeling you get tossed back into the sloshing acids by a single motion. It did not matter to Cat; no creature cares for the comfort of its belly contents. Instead Cat drifted off into a blissful sleep, fully content and satisfied after such a fulfilling day. Within his stomach you were soon churned up fully and died only a few minutes into nap time.
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Indeed, by the time cat next woke his body had already taken the useful bits of you and was ready to deposit the wasted bits. Cat sauntered over towards the litter box, pausing to get a few pets from the other humans of the house along the way. Cat hoped into the box, squatting down and releasing what was left of you as a lil pile of turds. Cat haphazardly kicked a few litter bits, not bothering to give your remains a proper burial.
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