Betrayal (prey POV CV short/unwilling/fatal/rough digestion)

Story by Fox In The Depths on SoFurry

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A betrayed feeder's take on the trip they've sent so many others on.

Way more cruel and rough than I usually like my CV, but someone sparked an idea so I had to get it out.


I couldn’t tell how long it had been anymore. The sweltering heat and constant fight against waves of thick, cloying spunk as the walls continuously contracted, had already left me worn out and disoriented, feeling like I was being basted as I was forced to clear my mouth and gulp down what heavy air remained every few moments.

After all those I had watched slide into these ravenous orbs, helped feed and fuel that lust, and tended to them as they churned, none of it prepared me any more for the moment when the desire to get off overpowered my worth as a feeder, and I found myself staring down a gaping slit, unable to do anything but plead pitifully before strong arms fed me in.

I knew I didn’t have much time to worry about the betrayal though, being dunked head first into an already actively roiling musky cauldron. My formerly beautiful, silky coat had quickly sloughed away, and I knew my extremities were not fairing well, noticeably softening as I pushed futily against the walls and scrabbled for the entrance.

Defeat finally rolled over me as I went to push once more, finally losing all feeling in my paws as a clench of the walls crushed right back in, a messy, meaty squelch filling my ears as softened flesh gave way. The process may have been relatively painless as a whole, an unpleasent tingling as nerves short circuited under the strangely caustic fluid, but the sudden loss of sensation was enough of a shock to make up for it. Involuntary whimpers escaped my lips, a few tears finally welling as the bones just freed from my body settled to the bottom of the pool, digging sharply into my back. Thoughts of how I probably deserved this for how many others I’d assisted to the same fate rolled through my mind, how stupid I was not to have seen it coming, I must have had a de- that train was derailed in a heartbeat as something slammed into my face.

The weight of a large paw roughly shoving my head under the bubbling liquid made me spasm as I uselessly scrabbled at the walls, regretting it instantly as my softened limbs only gave way even further. “That fucking bastard...” was the only thought left besides panic as my lungs burned, seeing stars as the weight ground tauntingly down on me…. just as I thought I was done, relief came as I was allowed to break the surface once more.

Sputtering and choking, I hurled weak epithets against the walls, unsure if I was actually hearing the laughing, or just knew that it was there. I'd heard it plenty, joined in even, but now... I wasn’t even sure my ears worked properly anymore, it surely couldn’t be much longer before those delicate parts gave way. Even my face felt somehow.... softer, after that dunk, as I did my best to clear it off the thick layer of slime.

Though it may have been easier to just slip beneath the surface and submit at that point, my instincts were still screaming, so I kept pushing, straining to keep my muzzle above the surface as the pool rose, and the air shrunk.

Another wave of defeated horror was soon to come though, as I found myself unable to even raise myself as my legs completely failed me.

Another weak cry of despair broke through as much larger bones joined the pile beneath me, no longer digging in painfully but squishing unsettlingly into my body as it teetered on the edge of solidity.

Sound inevitably faded shortly after, ears crushed away into thick globs of spunk as those walls ground down once more. Floating hopelessly amidst the pool of my own melted remains, ragged gurgling gasps keeping me going as my jaws barely broke the surface, too broken to resist anymore... He had to end it soon, he always did when the struggles slowed...

It was one thing to witness it from outside, any cries silenced by an intensely lewd squelch as half melted meat smelted down instantly under intense pressure, punctuated by violent crunches of bone snapping. His blissful moans as that stuffed sack slowly relaxed and sagged low with their load once more, the clacks of bones meeting as they swirled in the heavy liquid, slowly settling to the bottom. Destined to melt without a trace, if he didn’t get too eager and just blow right then and there.

It was another to finally experience it first hand... a swift increase of pressure, walls contracting as heavy orbs up were drawn up, every powerful muscle clenching tight… A fleeting moment of strange calmness before my world imploded, and I knew no more.

Some part of me might have always known it was coming for me someday… and in those last seconds, it hoped that for all the orgasms I gave him... this one... I would, at least be a memorable one.