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Amethyst’s Christmas Tales 2025

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Portal Diving

X-Maw’s Toy

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by anonymous

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Orkiathan sprawled on the lavish bed, though it was recessed into the floor somewhat, for stepping up “into” bed was a foreign concept to the shark girl. She moved between worlds, sharply, with the change of the tides and the push of her clan, but she was not going to stay outside the underwater “bubble” network of her true home for any length of time without the comforts she was used to.

The water bed…probably was not going to last, though the shark girl had admitted, only to herself, that she kind of liked the shifting, floating sensation of lying on top of it. The sheets were too much, however, and Orkiathan preferred to be bare, the seventy-foot-tall giantess sitting up as the bed rolled lightly under her, supporting her perfectly. There was probably something better suited to her that she could have transported through from her ocean home, but the logistics of that were tiresome.

So, Orkiathan made it work. And that was easier for the giantess shark girl as she held up a large sex toy: a dildo. She rarely needed to use things like that, having more than enough young, willing partners amongst her school of shark girls, but it was good to have, sometimes.

At that time, however, she had a small “tiny” attached to the dildo, which was long and oversized, in all fairness. Although it had a good girth to pleasantly stretch out her pussy around it, it didn’t have to be anywhere near as long as it needed to be.

The human bound to it with her arms above her head seemed like an offering of sorts and the shark girl licked her lips, her tail shifting lightly across the smooth surface of the bed with no unpleasant friction.

“Mm… I could eat you,” Orkiathan teased, licking her lips and showing off her sharper teeth in a flash of white as the much-smaller tiny shivered. “I could… And maybe I will…”

She had an agreement, so far, with the human, not to eat her and the tiny struggled, though the monster girl ignored her cries. What was she to worry about how food complained? But things between her and the human were…complicated, to say the least. She was food and yet she was the reason Orkiathan had a Wolfenhammer choker around her throat, granting her access to the human’s mansion on Wolfenhammer and the world itself.

So, she played nice. Well, as nice as any shark girl could or would. Orkiathan’s tongue slipped from her mouth as she dragged it up the length of the tiny’s body, turning her struggles into shivers and moans.

Oh, that flavour…

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Orkiathan shuddered, though tried to hide it in adjusting the position of her body. It was so much, so rich, like a thousand different flavours were exploding on her tongue all at once. It was like something Orkiathan could not put a name to, for it was not a taste at all that had ever existed in the world she came from.

She told herself that was why she wanted to spend time licking and tasting the tiny, sliding her casually into her mouth, the tiny pressed against her tongue. She got more flavour like that, saliva wanting to fill her mouth even then, swilling around her teeth even as Orkiathan languidly swallowed. There was no rush, not when she was alone in her room with a little toy to play with.

Only later would her attitude towards tinies, or one particular human, change. Such things were merely food to giantesses like her and Orkiathan was not going to simply blink and see things differently: that would not have been the way of a shark girl. They had rhythms and routines, following the flow of the water in the way they had done for so many years already in their lives.

However, maybe a taste was not so bad as Orkiathan hummed under her breath, kissing over the human and leaving large lipstick marks behind. The human, of course, was so small that a single lipstick “kiss” could not fit on her body – not as Orkiathan planted them. Her tongue, however, slipped out too quickly, playing out over the human and smudging those marks, though the shark girl’s lust was not to be set aside so easily.

“Mmmm…”

Her eyes grew hazy as she slid the toy into her mouth again, though she didn’t need to unhinge her jaw to take it, for it was not that kind of toy. Yet it was long and Orkiathan ached to play with that, slowly pushing the human, face down, over her tongue, relishing in the tiny body’s squirming thrashes. But it didn’t feel like she was really resisting because she wanted to get away.

The small thing wanted it too. And that was the thing that Orkiathan was confused by the most of all. Why would a human want to be eaten?

She didn’t have the answer to that, but the call of her ravenous hunger had her swallowing anyway. Orkiathan had no gag reflex to speak of, so swallowing the toy was easy, even if it made a thick, heady bulge in the throat.

She caught her reflection in a mirror set over a dressing table she’d been using to experiment with different hairstyles (hair styling above water was seriously different to underwater styles, so Orkiathan had a lot to play with). The swell of the toy and the tiny pushing down her throat had her shivering, a light sheen of sweat prickling to life on her skin. That too was not something the monster girl felt all that often, for Orkiathan was most comfortable in saltwater, even if she was used to the domes that formed their community network, far below the waves.

Orkiathan kept her eyes on her reflection, drawing in a sharp breath through her nostrils that had her breasts rising. The outline of the tiny was barely visible against the larger bulge of the toy as she swallowed it, pushing it down and down and down. It was not the kind of devouring she was used to, for she still held a firm grip on the other end of the toy, her arm extended up and a little in front of her to hold it. It had to, after all, reach all the way down.

She relaxed as she swallowed, the shape of the human disappearing as only the bulge of the toy remained. Yet that was a little less alluring to her as she slowly worked it back and forth, tempting the tiny with the notion of letting her push all the way down into her stomach.

“Mmm…”

The toy worked its way back up her throat slowly, the smooth pull tickling her mildly. Yet it was worth it to draw the tiny back up into her mouth, her tongue slurping and lavishing attention on her as the shark girl moaned.

“Ohhh…”

It was too intoxicating to resist as she sucked around the human, but she wanted more than the toy clouding her taste. Drawing it from her mouth completely in a wet slurp of saliva, she puckered up again, delivering soft kiss after kiss all over the human. Under her touch, the tiny squirmed and moaned, but Orkiathan’s attention still wasn’t on her. Her food sometimes made sounds, but they were not important sounds, at least not for her.

A little of her lipstick nudged on to the toy itself, the pink length nondescript in lieu of the bound tiny attached to it. Her tongue slipped out, almost of its own accord, and she licked up the side of the human, pulling along her leg and along her side, though it then diverted across her chest and face. Orkiathan wasn’t trying to lap over any part of the human in particular, but a fresh spot was always due relish as she slurped and adored the tiny’s body.

It was worth it, all of it, even if she was not really “eating” the tiny. She sucked on the toy again, letting the human’s body grind temptingly over her tongue. Oh, it would be so very tempting to eat her, to keep her, to have that be the end of it all. Food was meant to be eaten and to stop herself from merely swallowing a human was something Orkiathan actively had to think about.

Inside her mouth and then slipping down her throat, the tiny wriggled. She fought and twisted, though it was all from the thrill of it, wanting to be closer still to the giantess. The shark girl was glorious, wild and savage in a beautiful way, and she could only imagine what sort of shape she made in the monster girl’s throat, but she wished she could see. Could it be more inviting if she couldn’t see? Ah, there was no way for her to tell either way on that count, squirming as the warm flesh of the shark girl pulled over her as she went down and down and down.

The darkness clung to her, but it was an old friend. It was an unconventional devouring as she allowed herself to be eaten, the sex toy pushing her down all the way into the shark girl’s stomach. It opened up softly around her, but a stomach was more the sort of thing that expanded when it was full, rather than being a gaping, echoing cavern. She shifted, the angle of the dildo she was bound to pushing her forward in a gentle nudge against the supple wall of the monster girl’s stomach. Still, she was exactly where she needed to be and she exhaled happily, her body tingling with pleasure.

There was so much sensation to be had there, even as she was drawn back up again and made a bulge through the giantess’ throat all over again. She tried to arch her back, to get even more of the physical contact, yet it was the human’s bondage that held her back. Even when she was the one who’d thought of it!

But Orkiathan deserved more of that and her head spun pleasantly, wanting more too. She was too far gone to think clearly, dropping into a softer state that begged to be eaten, to be left in the giantess’ stomach and allowed to drop into her own seduction.

She didn’t have to do it, but she still wriggled, twisting and pulling at the binding on her wrists, which was the only thing really keeping her in place. The rope moved slightly against the smooth toy, which didn’t really have any “grip” on it for friction, and she groaned, pulling harder and working at the knots she could reach with her fingers. Another rope looped around her waist, but that one was more to keep her laid out along the length of the toy, just so she was easier to swallow.

The shark girl’s tongue pushed up under her chest and stomach and the tiny shuddered. It was hard to focus when Orkiathan did things like that to her and she moaned openly, helplessly, as she was lowered back down, the shark girl swallowing around her even as she pushed down her throat. The monster girl had to be doing that to tease her – and, hell, it was working!

But Orkiathan wanted her too and fed the dildo back down her throat, even if the shark girl seemed to be acting in a careful manner. The tiny, however, had changed her mind. Caution could stand aside and she would deal with the consequences of her own actions later!

As she was lowered, gently dipping, into the shark girl’s stomach all over again, she wriggled free. The rope slid over her wrists and she pushed herself down, a trailing rope laying against the toy as she escaped it. Her heart leapt and then she was falling, dropping solidly but still gently into the pit of her belly. A moan rose from her lips as she lay back, her head against the front wall of the giantess’ stomach, a hand between her thighs as she fell prey to the need that had not yet been satiated.

Orkiathan would have quite a surprise when she pulled the toy from her throat and mouth, devoid of tiny. But the result there would forever be the tiny’s decision, taking it out of the shark girl’s hands and leaving her own fate, open ended.