More Than You Can Chew
Commission for anon
Red XIII aka Nanaki found himself in world of humans and Digimon. In this short story he went onto investigation to nearby forest where something strange was happening lately, eventually finding Garurumon with immense appetite.
Nanaki didn't like that situation at all.
Standing at the edge of the local woods, the only place in this region where humans were staying away from, could indeed perceive why intelligent species preferred not to go any further. The red-furred beast went to the location to see what was happening after hearing ominous rumors.
The forest's edge looked fairly normal, but upon entering, Nanaki immediately sensed that something wasn't right, especially about the sounds surrounding him. Or rather the lack of them, as if many inhabitants just disappeared without a trace. There were no signs of anything foul, so he went further in.
The minutes passed with no incidents, but he was still on high alert, knowing that danger can lurk anywhere. Although it wasn't his world and he shouldn't risk his neck for people he doesn't know or has an attachment to, just the mere sensation of being needed where everyone else ignored the dangers was pushing him forward.
He eventually found something, a trace of a hooved creature next to the steps of someone he couldn't recognize at all. Satisfied that he finally is close to revelation, he pursued further, his heart beating steadily, ready for anything. If someone wanted a fight, he was already prepared, relying on his advanced instinct. After entering the clearing, he saw something that would dredge almost everyone, but not him who saw even worse in his long life.
A truly gigantic, wolf-like creature nearing four meters in height was currently in the middle of completely ravaging an innocent, female deer in his clutches. Although the silver-furred monster wasn't using any of his massive, red-colored, and razor-sharp claws but rather a similar-colored appendage, but probably no less dangerous that his blades.
While Nanaki wasn't exactly familiar with Digimons of this world, it was still a foe needing to be taken care of. Part of him wanted to just pounce without a plan and help that poor doe, but that would be also foolish and both of them would end up dead. He quickly kept thinking about the best approach, observing the beast.
Garurumon didn't care about the female's well-being, sliding his gargantuan-sized shaft in and out repeatedly, completely devastating her hole without thought of care, but it seemed that the doe somewhat enjoyed it, staring in the distance with dreamy eyes. Was that monster influencing the deer in some way? Nanaki couldn't understand that.
His outlandish howl reverberated through the forest with such immense power enough to knock down leaves from nearby trees, apparently releasing gigantic amounts of fluids inside his sexual partner, enough to make her belly filled with his thick jizz. But that wasn't all, finally shocking the observer.
While the female was lying there unconscious, Digimon stood next to her, his massive cock softening and leaking out a lot of residue cum. Salivating with his opened mouth filled with dozens of sharp teeth, he leaned towards the deer, spreading his powerful jaw wide enough, until...
"Hey! That's enough!"
Nanaki completely forgot about his safety and leaped toward the massive monster, but that was already far too late. With few swift movements, Garurumon grasped the deer's head with his mouth and was strong enough to not only lift her whole body by her neck but to toss her high in the sky to eventually catch it with his mouth, swallowing her like a bird with few motions of his throat muscles.
The red-furred beast attacked, jumping onto Digimon's hide and sinking teeth into hard and thick skin, barely doing any damage. The monster had absolutely no problems with shaking off the intruder, already thinking about how to use him for now. After all, he was getting somewhat bored and tired of eating typical forest creatures. And this one was truly exotic in his eyes.
After throwing him on the grass, Digimon licked his front teeth with a broad and meaty tongue, staring at Nanani like a piece of fine, tasty meat. If the smaller warrior didn't want to end up in Digimon's stomach, had to think something fast, clearly outmatched by the gigantic and ferocious beast. Running away was not an option.
While there was an obvious size difference, Nanaki knew he couldn't rely on strength alone, trying to find any weak spots. The underbelly was perfect to him, looking pretty soft and vulnerable, although too close to the gigantic and intimidating shaft, ready to humiliate him with its length and girth. After brief staring contests, he attacked.
He tried to bite one of his legs to distract him but was kicked right after on the head, making his world dizzy and confused, but after years of training and getting his ass kicked, quickly regained posture and slid right under Digimon, ready to bite and chew softer meat. As if the beast knew what the attacker tried to do, he lowered himself, using his immense weight to crush him, but that wasn't enough.
Surprisingly strong enough, Nanaki was still conscious but already fatigued and bruised, slowing down his attack. He tried to retreat to a better position, but Garurumon already used his unsheathed weapon, the same one with two heavy, sweaty orbs attached to it. The Digimon ignored the threat and relied on other instincts, thinking with the head of his dick instead of his brain.
He pushed that gigantic, veiny, and bloody red shaft past Nanaki's lips, forcing its way deep inside the beast's mouth, trying to get through his throat as well. He immediately choked on it, even trying to bite it off, but Digimons' entire body was thick, strong, and powerful. Garurumon positions himself for better penetration, digging all four claws into the ground, and pushing harder inside Nanaki.
Digimon's ballsack smacked the smaller mammal repeatedly, spreading heavy drops of musk all over his face, fucking him mercilessly while howling from excitement. Nanaki couldn't share the monster's joy, thinking about a way out, but could only wait for his climax and better opportunity.
After long moments that felt like an eternity to him, Digimon released another, this time a smaller load of pearly-white, sticky fluid directly into the warrior's stomach, not enough to make it bulge. He pulled it out when the throbbing stopped and stepped backward, right before stomping hard on Nanaki's neck, pinning him down to musk-coated grass.
The red beast took several deep breaths, calming himself down and coughing up some of the monster's jizz, moving his limbs around to push his limb away, but nothing worked out. When Garurumon finally released him and Nanaki was ready to pounce again, the gigantic monster picked him up like he was nothing besides a cum-filled meal.
He gazed into the void, past many sets of long, knife-like teeth, seeing only darkness which grew with each second, completely covering his view. With thunderous speed, he suddenly fell inside the tight tunnel, when fleshy and strong muscles pushed him downwards, making ominous and truly repulsive noises during the whole ordeal.
Nanaki moved his hind legs, the only parts of his body outside Digimon's mouth, but even those eventually went inside, pushing the defeated and exhausted warrior to his destination, none other but the bottomless pit, also known as stomach. All that the red beast could see was immense darkness and the end of his long and fulfilled journey, unable to comprehend that was his ultimate end.