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A Hollow Gourd Fanfic

Nippin and Hollow Gourd belong to @CyaNekite, and used with enthusiastic permission.

Content Warning: contains in no particular order, Food play, Willing M/FF Vore, Consenual Oral and Penetrative Sex, Cum Inflation, Gooey/Melting Digestion, Fourth Wall leaning, Mice Anthros that are very into the idea of being eaten alive, People eager to oblige them, and overtly cheesy flirtation that somehow works.

The Meta. A blank page made into an interdimensional plane of existence. And like a blank page, easy for ideas to be given form, reshaped, and erased back into the white void again. Many make use of these properties, to carve their own little planes of existence, and spread word of their works to other people.

The most common were the Anon; grey humanoids, featureless to ambiguous in detail, they are, as the name would suggest, Anonymous. And anyone can be Anonymous, perfect for asking extremely personal questions without getting them asked back. There were a handful of Anon gathered together around a group of mice-anthros that called themselves the Nippin. There were four Nippin all together, and had introduced themselves as Pumpkin, Rhubarb, Cream, and Blue Raspberry.

One Anon asked a question, "So... Your names are all food. Does that mean you taste like that? If so, what the heck does a Rhubarb taste like?"

"Yep!" the Nippin named Rhubarb replied, "We all have flavors of what we're named after. I taste a bit more like Rhubarb stalks. Y'know, the edible part." Rhubarb flirtatiously nudged the questioning Anon, "I taste best when eaten with others, if ya get what ah mean."

A different and particular Anon's ears perked up as he listened to them, a mischievous smile curled up as he eyed some of the other Nippin. "Well, if names equal tastes, then I have a sudden craving for fruit salad, what with all these freshly sliced strawberries and bananas." the Anon said as he approached, conjuring small bowls of the fresh fruit in question. He walked up to two Nippin in particular, "All I'm missing is the Cream and Blue Raspberry~"

The Nippin in question squeaked and blushed. "I guess we should have expected these sorts of anons to come around sooner or later..." Cream muttered.

"... Does... Blue raspberry even go in a salad? I'm pretty sure I'm a candy flavor..." Blue wondered out loud.

"So is that a no...?" the Anon said, stepping back, the smarmy confidence deflating. He might have laid it a little too thick and too quick.

"Oh no, it's fine, really." Cream said assuringly, "We'd be happy to be served as food, it's the whole point of our blog. It's just uh..." She waved her arms towards the bright shifting grayscale landscape.

"We're kinda in the middle of establishing everything." said Blue, "A little hard to make an erotic scene with so little scene to work off of."

"We've just been answering questions because we've been a little bored honestly." said Cream.

"Oh that's fine," the Anon said, stepping forward again to lean towards them again, "in fact, you wouldn't mind my place instead? I know you've established resurrection and the like here, but elsewhere our little carnal pleasures could always be written off as non-canon."

"...Isn't that what being in the 'meta break' is about anyway?" Blue asked, a little confused.

"Okay, yeah." the Anon admitted, "But a little bit more off the books, or off the blog as it were. Much more nebulous if it even happened at all."

"Mmm, sure, that doesn't sound like a bad idea." Said Cream.

"Yeah, got a scene in mind, Anon?" Blue nodded.

"I mean where else would I prepare a snack other than a kitchen?" The Anon said, as the world around them started to take shape and color.

The two Nippin looked around, first seeing that it was only them and the Anon, neither the other anons nor Nippin were anywhere to be seen. Second, and it was as the Anon said, a kitchen. The Nippin were standing on the granite counter, them being about 5 inches tall, while the Anon standing on the kitchen floor loomed over them being 5 and a half feet tall.

Already familiar with the just created kitchen, the Anon reached into the cabinet to retrieve a bowl, little larger than the ones that had the sliced fruits, and set it behind the Nippin. The two Nippin were about to start stripping when Anon reached out and grabbed them, one in each hand, and tore their dresses off of their bodies with his teeth and spitting out the shreds.

"Eeep!" Blue squeaked, face flush with red.

"We were already gonna strip you know..." said Cream, in a teasing chastise.

"But then where's the fun in that, my little prey?" Anon smiled a very toothy smile. He set them down inside the big bowl, and turned around to reach into the refrigerator behind him. Pulling out a carton of vanilla yogurt, he closed the refrigerator and opened the silverware drawer and retrieved a soup spoon. With a large scoop, he served a big dollop of yogurt right on top of Cream. She had a slightly startled squeak and shiver as she felt the cold yogurt nearly bury her completely.

"And here I thought you said you were in need of some Cream." Blue teasingly snarked.

"You need some more? Okay!" Anon teased back, serving another dollop of yogurt that finished burying the squeaking white mouse, eliciting a laugh from Blue before she herself was suddenly buried by a serving of yogurt herself.

Anon put the yogurt back in the refrigerator, and started scooping the strawberry and banana slices into the giggling yogurt-Nippin mixture and began to stir it all together. His stirring speed was somewhat gentle, the Nippin were getting tossed and spun around sure but it was to make sure both Nippin and fruits were getting a nice even coating of each other and the yogurt. When he was sure it was an even mixture, he spooned up some of the yogurt and fruit and ate it. The taste was amazing, the sweetness of the fruits and Blue Raspberry was highlighted by the contrasting tangy taste of Cream's natural namesake flavor. "Mmm, delicious!" Anon stated as he licked his lips, eating more and more of the fruit salad, teasing the Nippin by almost scooping them up with each spoonful. "But with this size, it's still just a snack rather than a meal." Anon concluded as he set aside the spoon. He climbed up onto the counter with them as he rapidly shrank down until he was about the size of a kitten, though that meant that he was still at least twice as tall as the Nippin. "There, now you two will really fill me up!"

He stepped into the bowl and picked up Cream first, pulling her into a deep kiss. Anon tasted Cream's natural flavor as their tongues played, like digging into a tub of cream by itself. Cream meanwhile was trying to place the coffee-like flavor she was tasting, it seemed familiar somehow but she wasn't quite sure who this Anon was from it. As good as it was, it ended shortly, as Anon didn't bring them for just a taste, he brought them over to eat them. Anon's mouth opened wide, giving Cream a full view of his maw, his insides looked like they were a dazzling star-filled midnight sky, shimmering in internal starlight and drool. "Oooh..." Cream gasped in awe. Then Anon's mouth opened even wider, tearing the grey fabric on his face, tendrils of his cosmic eldritch flesh reaching out to her. "Oh." Cream squeaked out.

Anon pushed Cream head-first into his mouth, his tendrils lapping and tasting every bit of pink and white fur and pink hair she had. Cream wasn't sure what to expect shifting star-scape flesh to feel like against her body, but they felt more like a warm gel that seeped into her light pink skin. She moaned as she felt the knots that she didn't realize she had in her shoulders get massaged away as Anon swallowed them up, her breasts and nipples were also gently teased and groped with as they were being pushed past his jaws. She listened to the sounds of Anon's gulping and his suit tearing, a steady beat of her own devourment as she slid downward by centimeters, but she could also hear and feel a deep rumbling from Anon's chest. Something like... purring?

Outside, Blue watched as Anon loudly ate Cream whole, seeing the cosmic flesh ooze out of Anon's mouth and spread along Cream's body before they pulled her in with a wet slurp and gulp, the bulge of her body straining and tearing Anon's tight suit fabric down from his mouth to his shoulders. Despite Cream's brief look of apprehension at Anon's unique biology, Blue had noted that Cream hadn't changed her mind about being devoured either: Cream was shaking sure, but it shivering from her building arousal as Anon hooked one of his fingers into her vagina to scout out her spots, and from him teasing and tickling her with his tendrils where he could. Besides, both Blue and Cream were quite intimately familiar with being devoured and devouring each other along with their other Nippin partners, so she was fine with slowly stroking her hardening cock as she watched and eagerly awaited for when she would be devoured next.

When Anon reached about half-way down Cream's light pink belly, he tilted his head back and sat back against the wall of the bowl as he lifted Cream over his head, holding her by a thigh with one arm as the other reached down to his crotch. He grabbed the fabric over his bulge and ripped it, freeing his erect dick. Catching Blue staring, Anon beckoned her to crawl over to him, spreading his legs to give her free access to his cock. As Anon was twice the size of Blue, his twinkling star rod was also proportionally twice the size of Blue's, and so Blue first started mutually stroking it as she continued to stroke herself. However, with Anon holding Blue by the back of her purple-blue hair and pushing her head towards his tip, it was clear that he wanted her to start sucking. As Blue started tasting that tip to ease it into her mouth, she heard a very aroused and loud squeak from Anon's chest, which drew her eyes up to see that as Anon reached Cream's hips, his tendrils were now playing with her cunt and anus.

Cream was down along Anon's throat for her head to start peeking into the stomach entrance, able to see the pool of digesting fruit salad below thanks to the twinkling stars of the surreal space flesh around her. It was all so inviting, watching the strawberries dissolve and color the yogurt with their pink juices, the slight whiff of acids mixed with sweet fruits, even the sound of Anon's purring and muffled moaning rumbling around her, Cream knew she belonged in there. Her descent had paused though, with Anon focusing on eating out her flower, Cream could only moan and squeak in need and arousal. She wanted desperately to be dropped right then and there into that pool and fulfill her life's purpose as prey, but she also was pleasured by Anon's probing and filling tendrils. Her head spun from blood and hormones and pleasure flooding her head, Cream could only seize up and then thrash as she felt herself cumming.

Blue meanwhile kept herself busy with the salted caramel coffee taste of Anon's dick. She didn't attempt to go all the way down on it to the crotch and balls, but still stimulated the whole length with her hands. She heard Cream's muffled orgasim, which became her own dinner and death knell as Anon finished swallowing cum and resumed slurping up her twitching legs and tail like they were noodles. The gray fabric at his rapidly Cream filled gut started to stretch, then tear. Almost like Cream fell on top of a pump, Anon came when Cream fully landed in his stomach, shooting out a load into Blue's mouth. Blue gagged slightly from how sudden it was, dribbling a bit of the cum out of her mouth, but quickly recovered to diligently gulp down as much of the bitter and salty load as she could. She kept stroking down along Anon's dick, reaching further down to his balls to massage and coax further cumshots out, and was rewarded with them to the sound of Anon's rumbling moans. It wasn't as much as the opening shot, but Blue could still feel her stomach swelling up from the volume of cum she was guzzling up.

With a grunt, Anon pushed Blue away from his still flowing hose, cum messily frosting the front of her brown body with off-white. The "Anon" tore/stripped the rest of his grey bodysuit, revealing his actual body: for the most part, it was an extremely articulated ceramic orange cat-anthro. Peeking out in the joints and absolutely spilling out of his gut and mouth however was the dazzling star-filled midnight sky goop. "Ah, that feels better, that suit was feeling stuffy." he breathed out a sigh of relief. He suddenly and loudly belched out Cream's glasses, which clattered into the bowl and made a puddle of drool.

"Geno? Is that you?" Blue asked, a little familiarity with the figure before her.

"Really? Now I'm surprised you didn't offer yourself to be the rope in tug-of-vore again~" Cream teased from inside.

"Shush you, maybe I like switching." Geno replied, his whole face blushing bright red.

"Well in any case, you didn't have to be an Anon, friends are always welcome to have some vore fun with us~" said Blue.

"Eh, it's a little bit more fun this way," Geno shrugged, "besides, I'm still not settled on my look." To emphasize the point, his ceramic pieces changed color, from orange to brown to black to white, all one color across the body, to having one color with white gloves and boots, or having large patches or stripes, before going back to the orange tabby look. Geno then lifted up his engorged belly, "And other traits~" The belly shrank like it was a vacuum seal bag until it prominently showed off Cream, getting a pleasured moan from her as it held her tightly. Then he swelled it back out like it was thick with fat, hiding all details or traces of the devoured Cream except for the small shifting bulges of her movements.

Geno then crawled towards Blue. She blushed deeply as she realized he was eyeing her own erect dick. He pinned her legs to the sides, Blue's cock now standing at attention. "There's always room for a few sweets after lunch~" Geno said before he started sucking up and down Blue's long sucker.

Blue gasped and panted for air as she felt his purring vibrating against her dick, greatly enhancing the experience. Despite adopting the cat-like appearance, Blue did appreciate how smooth and slick Geno's internal tendrils felt against her body, feeling like there were many tongues and fingers stroking her length and tickling her balls. She reached out to Geno's head, sort of holding on, sort of petting him as he bobbed up and down. Geno liked it, rumbling purring sounding ever so louder. "Ah-, I'm-" Blue could only breathe out, but Geno understood enough of what she was trying to say as her body tensed up. When she did release her load, Geno stopped bobbing to lock down at her crotch and gulped, his belly ballooning out as rope upon rope of cum filled it up. When the final shot of cum finished, Geno released Blue's dick with a final slurp, cleaning off any stray drops of cum. "Never thought I had that much in me..." Blue gasped out, nodding at the oversized belly, filled with what she estimated to be a whole Nippin's weight in cum.

"It's a fetish, don't need to explain it." Geno said, stepping back to Blue's feet and started swallowing her feet first.

Blue offered no resistance, moaning softly as she felt the cosmic-flesh lap and tasted her, Geno still purring all the while. More and more she felt his hungry maw pull her and consume her whole; her legs and tail, then her hips and her own cum-bloated stomach, all barely with a stir from Blue as the tendrils pressed and lapped at her, only pleased sighs as she welcomed her inevitable fate as food. And what an unorthodox but delicious food Geno found her to be, the tangy and salty of the yogurt and cum frosting giving way to sweet blue raspberry as he dug his tendrils through her brown fur to the skin.

Then she felt a sensation, something going up her thighs to her dick. "Oh, I think Cream is still kicking." Blue tiredly giggled. Her statement was confirmed when she clearly felt another mouth deep inside Geno sucking down her dick, pulling her down faster. Blue gave one last affectionate pet on Geno's forehead before his mouth covered her head, then slurped up her arms. With a loud gulp, Blue was consumed.

Blue slid down the slick throat, the cosmic flesh wrapped around her was a dazzling sight, and finally splashed down and joined Cream in the stomach. "Blue... please..." Cream gasped out. It was obvious that Cream was almost half melted, almost impossible to discern where her melting pink flesh and white fur ended and where the chest-high pool of fruit salad and cum began. "Please, I need your cock, while I still have my pussy..." Cream pleaded with Blue, struggling to lift herself out of the melting muck to present her oozing wet cunt.

Blue enthusiastically complied with renewed energy, lifting Cream to mount her dick, which easily slid into Cream's vagina. They held each other tightly, though with Cream's melting state, her legs that were trying to wrap around Blue's hips have been reduced to stumps at the knees. Cream's flesh in general was extremely soft to the touch like she was sculpted out of ice cream and left in the hot summer sun, her pink hair oozing down her body like strawberry syrup. Blue internally worried that her thrusting would literally tear Cream apart, but Cream's own lustful bobbing threatened to do that to herself anyway.

As the two were about to find a rhythm, it was dictated for them by Geno's humping his massive belly, sloshing and splashing the Nippin inside. The Nippin managed to ride with the waves as it pushed and pulled them, but it was still difficult for either of them to keep their heads above the stomach stew that they were dissolving into. Cream in particular had trouble breathing, what with her internals squishing together to literally become indistinguishable goo. Meaningless babbling like, "Fluchk, abuh-guh, fuh-aaghck~!" flowed as easily as the drool that dribbled out of her mouth, but she hardly cared about anything at all. No, rather she did care, because it felt so good, good enough to die for.

Blue would be much more coherent, but she was busy gasping for air in between pleasured grunts, and half of the time her gulps of air was instead filled with the stomach soup of fruit salad, cum, and Cream. She wasn't sure if the burning in her chest was the lack of air, or if the acids had reached down her lungs, nor if her head spinning was from said lack of air or from the orgasmic high she was reaching. In any case, she'd have to agree with Cream that this experience was worth dying for and from.

They were- are- food. Food meant to be eaten by a predator. Fated to be digested into oblivion to sustain their devourer. How fitting that they, anthropomorphic mice, were eaten by an anthropomorphic cat.

"I'm cumming! I'm food! I'm-!" were Cream's final thoughts, as she came and went; she felt Blue's cumshot shoot up into her, filling and mixing with her melting organs. With the hormones slamming into her brain and a wave of stomach stew crashing on her back, Cream collapsed on top of Blue in more ways than one. Her orgasms and death throes broke up what little was holding her limbs together, air bubbling and foaming out of her melting mouth as her eyes rolled back, smothering Blue with her liquefied remains.

Blue knew she wasn't too far behind Cream; she wasn't sure when their hips had melted and melded into each other, but they felt more intertwined than any couple as their white and brown bodies mixed and dissolved into the same goop. In fact, she was certain she was feeling Cream's orgasming hormones washing over her body as Cream messily creamed one last time and submerged Blue's body. What little she could distinguish from the mess had been reduced to just her upper torso and head, the rest were all merged into the gastric brew, but even then she could feel them tingle and start to softly collapse from their own weight. "Huh, the waves stopped. Wonder if Geno came too... I hope... we... were..." Blue internally observed as her head sunk below the bubbling surface, and finally joined her partner.

Geno rolled on to his side. He could feel the stickiness of his cum on the underside of his engorged belly, but he would have to clean up later when he could reach down there again. He rubbed his gut, feeling for movement, before pressing and sinking his hand down into the expanding and softening fats. He couldn't even find any of their bones, the Nippin were utterly liquefied. He smiled, "All gone~ The both of you were a wonderful meal. Hope I'll eat you some other time..." He curled up against his belly and fell asleep, dreaming of meals to come.