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You always thought that your performance in hunting brought you so much fame, however,

being so recognized was exhausting. Having you stressed every time you left your home by

having so many people asking for your autograph. You were fed up. One day, you left Astera

without taking any mission with you, you just wanted a moment of peace, where no one

would bother you. You even told your Felyne to wait for you at home. As you walked through

the new world, you admired the scenery around you, avoiding most of the monsters because

you didn't feel like fighting.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn't notice that the environment was beginning to change, you

stopped seeing trees everywhere, and started seeing corals. Arriving at the Coral plateaus,

everything looked even more beautiful. You were so relaxed that you didn't notice the threat

that was beginning to stalk you, hovering over the clouds to go unnoticed, you were climbing

some corals to go higher when it came out for you.

Legiana appeared without warning, a shadow descending from the heavens, her wings slicing

through the air with such speed and precision that you barely had time to react. Her icy blue

scales glimmered in the sun, their ethereal glow casting an otherworldly light as she dove

down toward you. You only had a moment to brace yourself before her talons, sharp as blades,

clamped around your body with terrifying force. The cold touch of her scales was a stark

contrast to the heat of your own adrenaline-filled blood as she hoisted you effortlessly into the

air.

Her grip was unbreakable, her legs wrapped tightly around you as she carried you higher and

higher, the ground becoming a distant blur beneath her powerful wings. The wind roared in

your ears, but all you could focus on was the crushing strength of her talons and the piercing

gaze of her massive, predatory eyes. Every beat of her wings sent a shudder through the air,

and with each powerful thrust, the ground disappeared farther from your view, replaced by

the dizzying heights of the cliffs that towered over the landscape.

As you ascended, the once-warm air grew colder, biting at your skin through your armor. Your

breath came in short, shallow gasps as the altitude made it difficult to breathe. Soon, the

towering peaks of the mountains came into view, and nestled within their jagged heights was

her nest—a massive, feather-lined crater high above the world below. With a single, fluid

motion, she released her grip, letting you plummet into the nest, the impact knocking the wind

from your lungs as you hit the soft, feathered bed with a thud.

Disoriented and breathless, you tried to regain your bearings, but before you could even move,

her massive form loomed over you. Legiana’s piercing blue eyes watched you intently, a

predatory gleam in their depths. She was silent, calculating, as if deciding whether you were

prey or something more. The sound of her breathing filled the air, deep and steady,

punctuated by the occasional rumbling growl that resonated from deep within her chest.

Her head dipped closer to you, her serpentine neck undulating as she drew near, her nostrils

flaring as she sniffed the air around you. The scent of your sweat, mingling with the cold, crisp

air, seemed to intrigue her. Her breath, warm and heavy, washed over your face, carrying with

it the faint smell of blood and something primal—something dangerous.

Then, without warning, her tongue flicked out. It was long, sinuous, and slick, the rough

texture scraping against your armor as she tasted you. Her saliva coated the metal, leaving it

gleaming in the light of the setting sun, and each slow, deliberate pass of her tongue sent

tremors through your body. You could feel the heat of her breath intensifying, the soft

rumbling in her throat growing louder as she continued to explore you with an almost

methodical precision.

You remained still, knowing that any sudden movement might trigger a response you weren’t

prepared to handle. Her hunger was palpable, but there was something more in her gaze—

curiosity, as if you were more than just prey. Each pass of her tongue became more deliberate,

as though she were savoring your presence, assessing every inch of you.

As she licked you, her eyes gleamed with an intense, primal hunger, but there was also a

strange tenderness in her movements. The sensation of her tongue exploring your body,

sliding over the contours of your armor, left you feeling both vulnerable and mesmerized. Her

saliva was thick and hot, soaking through the joints of your armor, making everything slick and

sticky. Every part of you that she touched seemed to tingle with warmth, her rough tongue

leaving trails of moisture that glistened in the dim light.

The low growls that emanated from her chest took on a soothing, almost hypnotic tone, as if

she were trying to lull you into submission. Her massive jaws parted slightly, revealing her rows

of gleaming, razor-sharp teeth. Beyond them lay the dark, undulating tunnel of her throat,

illuminated by the dim glow of her inner heat. The sight of her open maw sent a jolt of fear

through you, but at the same time, there was something strangely inviting about it—an

inevitable pull that made it hard to look away.

She tilted her head back further, her mouth opening wide, her throat muscles flexing in

anticipation. The soft, rhythmic growls continued, growing softer and more melodic as her

gaze remained locked onto yours. Her eyes, filled with a mix of hunger and a strange,

possessive tenderness, seemed to be daring you to resist. But you were entranced, your will

slowly slipping away as you found yourself unable to look anywhere but into the dark,

glistening abyss of her throat.

You began to move forward, your body acting almost of its own accord, as if compelled by

some unseen force. The warmth of her breath enveloped you, her tongue pressing against you as you crawled onto it, willingly surrendering yourself to her. The texture of her tongue, rough

and warm, felt both alien and intimate as it cradled you, pulling you deeper into her mouth.

The moment you fully entered her maw, her eyes rolled back in ecstasy, her entire body

trembling with pleasure. Her throat muscles contracted with rhythmic precision, pulling you

deeper into her body, inch by inch. The heat inside her mouth was overwhelming, the slick,

pulsing walls of her throat gripping you tightly as she began to swallow. Each gulp sent a

powerful wave of pressure through your body, the muscles of her esophagus squeezing you

from all sides as you were dragged further into the dark, wet depths.

The deeper you went, the more intense the sensation became. The warmth of her body

surrounded you, her saliva coating your skin as her powerful throat muscles contracted around

you, pulling you relentlessly toward her stomach. Your body became a soft bulge in her throat,

slowly sliding down her neck as she devoured you whole. The last thing you saw before

darkness enveloped you completely was the world outside disappearing as her mouth closed,

sealing you inside her.

With one final gulp, she swallowed you completely. You were no longer a hunter but a

helpless, digestible form, fully enveloped within her. Her throat bulged slightly as you passed

through it, the powerful muscles pushing you down until you landed with a soft splash inside

her stomach. The heat was intense, the air thick and humid as the walls of her belly shifted

around you, contracting and flexing as they prepared to digest you.

Inside her stomach, the soft gurgling sounds of digestion filled the air, the acids pooling around

you as they began to eat away at your armor. The once-impenetrable metal now softened and

dissolved under the relentless assault of her digestive enzymes. The walls of her stomach

pressed against you, pulsing with the rhythmic contractions that churned you deeper into the

digestive soup.

As your armor dissolved, the acids began to wash over your bare skin, leaving you exposed to

the raw power of her stomach. The heat intensified, and you could feel the sensation of your

body being broken down, little by little. The once-protective armor that had shielded you from

countless dangers was now gone, leaving you vulnerable to her digestive process. Every inch of

your skin tingled as the acids worked their way through you, the pressure and heat combining

to create a sensation you never thought possible.

The rhythmic contractions of her stomach walls stimulated your most sensitive areas, sending

waves of pleasure and pain through your body. Despite the danger, you found yourself

aroused, your body responding to the overwhelming sensation of being digested. You were

completely at her mercy, and yet, in that moment, you accepted your fate.

With each contraction of her stomach, your body softened, breaking down further into the

nutrient-rich soup that her body craved. The once-sharp edges of your form blurred and

melted away, leaving only a thick, creamy mixture that swirled within her belly. Your thoughts

began to fade as your body dissolved into the digestive broth, and soon, you were little more

than a soft, pliable substance to be absorbed.

Her body, ever efficient, began to process you. The churning of her stomach gave way to the

soft gurgling of her intestines as the nutrient-laden soup that was once your body was pushed

deeper into her system. The peristaltic waves of her intestines carried you along, absorbing

every bit of energy you had to offer, your essence becoming part of her.

Her small intestine began to push and pull at the thick, nutrient-rich soup that was once your

body. The walls of her intestine contracted rhythmically, slowly absorbing the nutrients from

the soup while the rest of the mixture was propelled deeper into her digestive tract.

The sound of gurgling and sloshing grew louder as the soup continued its journey through her

intestine. The absorbent walls of her small intestine worked tirelessly to extract every last

nutrient from the creamy mixture, leaving behind a thin, semi-liquid residue that continued to

flow into her large intestine.

Days later, when the last remnants of you reached her large intestine, her body had absorbed

all it could. What remained was a thick, gelatinous waste, pushed through her system by the

powerful contractions of her intestines. Her body stirred as she prepared to expel the waste,

her belly now smooth and firm, showing no trace of the meal she had consumed.

With a final, forceful push, her body expelled the waste. The thick, semi-solid mass slid out

slowly, inch by inch, until it hit the ground with a wet, heavy thud. Among the pile of

excrement were your bleached bones, cracked and splintered from the relentless pressure of

her digestive system. Your skull lay among the remains, a hollow, broken shell of what you

once were.

Legiana gazed down at the pile, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. Her tail swayed lazily

behind her, slightly thicker now, her thighs ever so slightly fuller from the nutrients she had

absorbed. She bent down, her fingers tracing the cracked surface of your skull, a low, satisfied

growl rumbling in her chest as she admired the last remnants of her meal.

You were no longer a hunter—you were now a part of her.