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I could swear these trees have been staring at me. My name is Enigma and I’m totally not lost! I’ve just managed to get stuck in a dark, looming, forest by complete choice! Yep! I totally followed the map correctly and I know EXACTLY where I’m going.

You see, a while back I found myself wanting to camp for a few days. Well, I was checking out a path andddd wellll I sort of lost my way! Okay I totally lost my way. I kept looking at my survival guide, it felt like a useless paperweight in these parts. Everything is familiar but not, I don’t know how else to put it into words.

My supplies are as short as the twigs I keep hearing snap around me. I have begun to wonder if someone or something is following me. It doesn’t help that I keep hearing the whistle of the wind. Each time I heard it, I swear the wind was calling my name.

I still wonder where I even am, none of these trees are native to the forest I have been exploring. The once lush fauna was now decaying and dead. I could feel the staleness of the air itself.

Days seemed to drag their weary feet. At some point I had begun to wonder if I’m somehow walking in circles. I started marking the trees and didn’t seem to help much. Everything looked the same yet different. I didn’t want to be in the forest anymore. Every sound, every motion, my ears would perk up but I only saw more dead trees.

Food continues to dwindle while I look for any signs of moss or someone else to help me out. The wind continues to howl. Sometimes it seems like someone is calling my name. Part of me hopes there is someone else out here, looking for me.

“You know, I was hoping you’d have noticed me by now. You can’t ignore me forever, mi comida.” That voice sounded so familiar. Yet part of me wanted to ignore that fact. That there was something so unmistakable about his tone.

My heart was nearly beating outside my chest! I looked around and saw a tall looming shadow. A deep piercing crimson, a roaring flame forged into a pair of eyes. My heart sank, my breath left me. No, no, no it CAN’T be him! There’s no way that it’s him.

“H-hey, are you lost too!? Maybe we could find something to eat together. After all, I don't think I’m all too tasty.” I knew that voice, I knew who was talking to me. My feet started to move almost instinctively. Yet part of me knew there was no point in running from him.

Every which way I looked, a pair of red eyes followed me. My feet flung into the air! Before I could process what happened, I was already on the ground. I turned around to look above me. There he was, looking right back.

“Nobody escapes death, comida de lobo.” I could feel the heat of his drool on my fur. Despite his entire body weight keeping me to the ground. My body wouldn’t stop shaking, his form, his figure, his…fat thighs. I wonder what he’s hiding under that sleek hood of his.

“H-Hey! I’ve got enough supplies to last me a few days, what are you doing here, Lobo!? I can still survive!” I puffed out my chest. Death stood up and threw off his cloak. Ashy fur, pale as the night, a skinny frame and yet…and yet that ass of his was as fat as I imagined. Those daggerlike eyes of his mocked my gaze.

His slicing cackle slashed the air. “I’m offering you an alternative. And it’s an offer I know you can’t refuse.” I watched his pants drop. That big bubbly rear was right in front of my face. I could hear the call of oblivion in the air.

I couldn’t give up now though. I had so much to live for, so many more things to see. This wasn’t my time, that’s what I kept trying to tell myself. My feet stood up. I began to run. I couldn’t face such a perfect ass. I mean, the cake he had was a whole damn bakery.

Running and running and running. I found myself darting faster than I could really process. It was like someone set my lungs ablaze. Before I could turn around his asscheeks were right in front of me. Lobo’s fluffy rear was more like a blur but I got a good enough look to know what I was going inside!

My head was firmly lodged between Death’s fluffy asscheeks! I don’t know how he got ahead of me, but I needed to break free! I tried to push and break free but I found myself going deeper instead. My hands still desperately pushed and pushed but my arms were starting to lock together. I dug my heels into the ground and tried to gain momentum to slip out. Nothing changed.

“Mmm, keep squirming mi comida!” Those taunting words etched into me like a pair of sicles. Warm, tight, and compact flesh squeezed me inside his hole. I kept fighting to escape but it got me nowhere. The sound of his stomach beckoned to me with each crawling inch.

My upper body crawled inside the clenching insides. Each pulsating clench squeezed me with such force! I gasped as my chest was compressed by the flesh. I moved to get more space inside his bowels. I was kept in place, no matter how much I moved.

“Heh, you’re barely inside but you’re not putting up much of a fight! After all of the times you’ve dodged me. I thought for sure you’d do better than this! Maybe you want it!” I kept focusing on squirming, on breaking free of his grip. No amount of teasing could break me so easily. I wasn’t going to listen to him.

Every twisting gear in my mind wanted survival and yet I was losing the will to fight it back. My legs were being hoisted into the air as I went deeper. I pushed and kicked with all my might but Death didn’t seem to budge. “Let me go! I’m not your food!” I cried out to the encroaching abyss.

“I’ve let you off the hook far too many times. This is the end of the line.” Those words only made me squirm harder. Yet he made a point, perhaps being part of his fat ass would be better than starving. No, no, no, I mustn’t submit! I’ve got to escape! As I squirmed, I realized that my entire figure had been crammed all the way inside. These squelching, squeezing, constricting bowels, each wicked squeeze bringing me further inside him.

The sound of a gurgling groan grew closer and closer. Darkness all consuming, all I could do

was thrash blindly. My ascent became even tighter, I think at this point my upper body was inside his small intestines. I couldn’t move so much as an inch.

“You’re almost mine, tentempié.” Lobo’s words were like poison in my ears. I tried to think of a way out of these tight bowels. All I found was the abyss calling out my name. Gurgling, sloshing, the stomach was just above my head. I squirmed against the small intestines but found no room to turn back.

I closed my eyes, my head pushed inside the chamber. A vice-like sensation had gradually wrapped around my entire body. Lobo’s gut welcomed my upper torso while it slithered inside. Enzymes clung to my fur while my body filled out his stomach.

His sweltering insides had completely enveloped my body. The walls of flesh crushed down on me, breaking me down. This was how it all ended. Getting churned, melted, made into his bubbly rear. Maybe this wasn’t so bad. My instincts kept screaming at me. I couldn’t give up, my body wouldn’t let me.

My legs kick against his fleshy walls, it’s weak but he must be feeling it! God, is this what it feels like to be an ice cream left out in the sun? I’m melting, my feet are starting to ooze and drip into his gut. I look to my hand only to see them drip into the stewing stomach.

A slosh, a sagging sway, he was jostling me about! My entire world tossed and turned, my body shifted and moved to his whims. I felt his hands pat and push against me along to the rhythm of his body. My body continued to melt down into more belly sludge while I sloshed around so easily. It was like I weighed nothing to him.

Lobo’s sharp laughter lunged into my ears. “Enjoy yourself while it lasts! Looks like you’re already starting to soften up. Be thankful, mi comida. Death came for you in a way some would envy!” That harsh tongue of his flicked each word out. My hands tried to find room to push against his stomach. His hands pushed back and squished me.

Juices sucked away my body gradually. My life, every smile I shared with a friend, every moment I spent by myself. Even earlier memories I thought were lost flooded through me. Yet it was all twisted, the sensation of softening up into Death’s figure was front and center.

I kept thinking about how much more lovely Lobo’s ass would be with a few more inches. A flash before my eyes, him jiggling and wobbling that thick butt around. It would be all because of meals like me. If I just give in, if I give up it will happen even faster.

My legs grew numb while I tried to move them. Gooey, melty, soft, each splashing motion soaked into my body. I felt so weak, so helpless. Oblivion, Perhaps this was the way things were meant to be. My body continued to melt into extra ass padding.

This couldn’t be it, right? These acids smelting me down into sludge. My body was turning into stomach mush. Surely there was some sort of way out. However, I lost feeling in my legs, and my arms weren’t faring much better. Those taunting words that Death had spoken were starting to sink in. I couldn’t have possibly escaped him, part of me didn’t want to. The moment I saw his fat ass I knew it was over.

My senses started to waver, those acids sloshed like ravenous sea. I felt myself sink into juices, my body turned softer and softer. Would Lobo remember me, even after I became part of him? Would he say my name one last time before I can no longer process anything? I doubt it, I was just another hunt for him. There was no bounty, my body, my life, it was his prize.

“Enigma, you tried your best. It simply wasn’t enough to escape me for any longer. Farewell, and rest in pudge, ass fat.” I could still hear Death’s words clearly. Even as my body lost shape, even as my form became his fat. I am not sure if it was because I was turning woozy. I felt like I could see his much fatter ass. How much bigger it became because of me. It was amazing, even more perfect than when I laid my eyes on it.

He said my name! Maybe he would remember me after all, that’s a relief. I wouldn’t want to be a forgettable meal to a man with such a nice rear. That wonderfully, bigger, better rear was all thanks to me. I wonder if his next meal will appreciate it as much as I did. Not like I would be around to know.

However, I knew I wouldn’t have much longer to contemplate it. The last sparks of my consciousness started to flicker. Stomach chyme rose above my head. Death murmured something to me but it all blurred into nothing. I could no longer feel anything. Everything sunk into a deep blackness