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Tight flesh surround me. I moan into it as it pulses, pulling me down at a steady pace. I struggle against it, instinct making me try to move, my body growing more and more desperate for air as my lungs are compressed by the muscled flesh engulfing me. Just as I start to see spots against the darkness, my head passes into an open space. I gasp for breath, struggling to fill my lungs, but before I can I feel hands grab at my face. I don't know how he found me so quickly in the darkness, but I melt into his kiss, forgetting even my screaming lungs for a moment. He doesn't pull me in or slow me down, letting the throat bring my body into the stomach at it's own pace. I fall onto him, sucking in air as our kiss is momentarily interrupted. It tastes acrid, chemical. My throat stings as I breathe but I don't care. My arms wrap around him, pinning him beneath me. I can barely tell the difference between his skin and the stomach walls beneath him, his fur has already disappeared. Both are soft, yielding, and wet. There are small splashes, barely audible against the thump of blood rushing around us, as we thrash and squirm, the liquid stinging us deliciously wherever it touches, our mouths almost glued together as we revel in our shared fate. My hand caresses his back, his ass, as he moans and gasps, his exposed skin extra sensitive to my insistent touch. I slip my hand beneath his cheeks, bending him slightly back so I can reach. He knows what I want, and spreads his legs for me. It's hard to aim, here in the darkness, but we manage to guide my cock into his waiting hole. I couldn't say what position we were in, the flesh around me all felt the same. I'd lost his mouth as we squirmed into place, and I wasn't sure I'd be able to find it again. I contented myself with gently thrusting into him, slipping constantly against the slick floor or walls. I can't even say with confidence which way was up, there is only in and out, in and out, feeling his tightness around me. I feel movement and knew he was stroking himself off; I growl in need, thrusting faster into him. I have to be careful or I'll lose my footing, but I need this. I need to rut, to fuck the man I love in this stomach as we digest together. A rush of air, our host belched, making the walls squeeze even tighter around me. I spurt into him, and from the way he squirms I know he came too. I collapse onto him, tracing around his body until I could find his mouth again, locking my lips to his.

Our friend, our predator, speaks, his voice echoing all around us. I could probably make out what he said if I tried, but I don't. I care for him, but this isn't about him. Not really. It's about us.

"I love you." I whisper as we squirm, trying to get comfortable in the stinging acids. He replies with a kiss, pulling me onto him, or under him, or next to him; I can't tell. He caresses me as my fur starts to disappear, feeling his naked skin against my own. I explore his body in turn, feeling how his flesh is already softening beneath my touch. The acids working their way into him, weakening his form. I hug him and felt how his body squishes against mine, it feels like if I squeeze too hard he would burst. It won't be long now. But while I still have him here I feel I need to touch every part of him, worship every ounce of his body while I still have the chance. My hands cup his ass again, then I reach between us and grip his balls. They've always been sensitive, and I feel him whine and grow hard again in my grasp. I squeeze lightly and he moans, panting right into my ear. "What do you say?" I whisper. "One more try?"

"Please." He whines, and I start to play with his balls, juggling and teasing them, stroking his sack, sliding a single finger wet with cum and saliva and acid up the hole beyond his taint as I tease him. I've made him cum just from this before, but I doubt we have that kind of time. So my other hand squeezes between us too and grips his shaft, gently stroking that lovely organ. A shame I'll never see it again, but I can still feel it. It's an odd texture, trying to be hard even as it turns into goo as he succumbs to our predators gut. I stroke, and squeeze, and tease him in every way I know how until I feel a sudden spurt against me and he groans happily, his back arching as I hold him tight against me.

I'm still holding him when I feel his body start to fully collapse into sludge. The first to go was that sensitive sack of his, my hand still gripping it when it suddenly oozed through my fingers. He moaned again, and my mouth found his as I took one last kiss from the love of my life. It doesn't seem like he's hurting, which I'm glad for. Not just for his sake, I know that my fate will follow his by just a few minutes. As I kiss him I caress his body, and feel as the flesh dissolves. Just like we were promised, there are no bones, no 'chunks', just smooth, steady sliding as his flesh becomes something else; becomes nutrients for our predator to absorb.

Eventually there's nothing left, and I'm left all alone in the stomach as it roils and rolls around. It's still full of the goop that was my lover though, and the knowledge that I'm to follow. Not much time left, I can tell. My flesh is getting softer and softer, just like his. I reach down and stroke my cock at the thought, wanting to pump a bit more cum into this chamber. I wonder if I can cum right as I start to dissolve as I shudder with bliss, surrounded by the warmth of our predator and of my lover.