"Watch where you're going." A low-toned voice grunted.
You look up to see a creature much bigger than you. It was similar to a micen, but this one's bind legs looked more bestial and its back was haunched over as it crawled on all four limbs. It was covered in black fur with a grey belly and its head bore blonde hair. It shot its brown eyes at you, studying your small body, when you realized what you've ran into.
A rattis! You only heard stories!
"Are you alone?" He asked with sincere concern, "Why are you so far from home? There could be slavers here. Go back."
You stand up with a look of excitement in your eyes, "Hey! Are you hungry, Mr. Rattis?"
He cocked his head to the side, his ear shuffled and his tail twisted in irritation, "Do you think this is a game, Ms. Micen?" He pointed towards Niarb, "Go home."
He turned around and continued on his way. No, not again! All you want is a little lick and a gulp from someone bigger than you. Why is it so hard to get someone to eat you? You ran to his side and under his chest, popping out in front of his vision.
You pointed a finger at him, "Hey! I'm trying to give the hint that I'm willing prey!"
He pushed you aside, "Then go find someone willing to eat you."
"Get back here." You stepped in front of him and placed your hand on his lips. He was about to say something but you quickly stuck a hand in his maw. Your hand rested on his slimy, silky tongue. You think you could feel a small puddle of saliva on it.
He tore your hand from his mouth, your hand still covered in drool. "What are you-"
"Give me a lick!" You said, "Come on, you know you want to." You placed both hands on the sides of his head and moved your body closer to his lips.
"Don't.. Don't tempt me." The rat said. His warm breath rubbed against your body softly. His words only made you want it more.
You rubbed your head against the mouth. This prompted the tongue to stretch from it and lick from the side of your body to your chin. You squeaked in pleasure at the sticky saliva that hung onto your fur. This si the same feeling you got when Solace did it. A kind of high feeling. Your legs almost turn to jelly in anticipation.
"A-Again." You moaned.
He licked again. The tongue traveled across your tummy and chest, resting on your chin. Now the mouth was opened and you could see past his teeth. His wet tongue and roof of his mouth blocked your vision of the throat. Speaking of the palette, it was riveted, useful for holding prey. None of the teeth looked like it could chew either, and only a few in the front could be useful for tearing.
You want to do your best to stay away from those. Then the rattis lowered himself to a position that he can easily pounce on you, but didn't make any aggressive movements. Now his mouth was at your waist.
You got on your knees and looked inside. This time, the tongue was flattened against the bottom jaw. You were able to see inside the throat! It was very dark past the muscles, and it looked like it could be a tight squeeze.
As you were observing, the rattis placed a claw on the back of your head and started to push you towards it. He's not just going to lick you, he's going to eat you!
You placed your hands in first, grazing and touching his tongue as you slid on pas. You were able to feel the funnel of muscles that preapred to swallow you and guide you down the throat. Your head was also grinding against the smooth muscle. You could feel the teeth poking your rump and tail along with your belly and waist.
Then, he swallowed your hands.
The gulp was powerful enough that it dragged you to the point that your elbows were at the throat and your knees were almost touching the teeth. The throat was really tight, squishing your hands together. Then he swallowed again, pulling your head in. Gulp, gulp, gulp! Now your feet were the only things left in the mouth. The throat was pulled so hard agains tyour body, the skin outlined the contours of your body. He closed his jaws with one last swallow.
You slid quickly into the belly below.
Your face plummeted into the bottom of the wet, squishy sac. You had to quickly rearrange your body to curl up. Because you're so small, you weren't as uncomfortable as you think an adult would be. It was warm, and the stomach started to become less shriveled and expanded due to your weight.
The rattis outside stood up on his hind legs and looked at his gut. A small bulge was present that his abs couldn't hide.
You could feel your predator pet and press his hands against your body, squeezing you more. All your life you were taught that you were prey, and you had to hide from these kinds of things. But this experience was wonderful! You're in a belly! It's so warm and gooey.
You rubbed the top of the stomach walls, near the sphincter that you entered. You wished you had a friend to join you in here. This place is great! It's so warm, it's more comfortable than your bed! Maybe you could convince this rattis that you could live with it? Whenever you're tired of sleepy, you can ask him to swallow you and sleep in here? It sounds ridiculous, but maybe it could work?
The rattis got back down on all fours and started to walk away, "You.. Uhm.. You like it in there?"
His movements were making you swing about in the stomach, but you managed to say, "V-Very much! It's incredible!" You're glad the rattis couldn't see you blush.
The rattis walked on to his next destination, carrying you off with it. Whether or not you became friends and escaped the belly, or succumbed to digestion doesn't matter. No mouse ever saw that Thorrow girl ever again.
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