Test Gone Wrong

By Wallin

The day had come at last; a sub group of the Asuran explorers' krewe had completed their independent Translocator. This device can transport a user anywhere in Tyria without the need for a receiver. Today was going to be the first field test with living Asura, a group of them nonetheless. The Asuran gathered around in a secluded area of the lab to avoid the gawking eyes of the curious. The supervisor of the krewe, Gadd, was taking role call making sure that the entire krewe was ready to begin the test. Vekk was just staring at his feet, Hoff was sitting on the job again, and Oggy was eating a quick snack before the test. "Alright, get up and prepare to begin the test," said Gadd. Each of them moved into position on a fancy platform while Gadd moved over to the control panel and began the teleportation sequence. Gadd joined the others and prepared to transport. "Prepare for the temporal breach" shouted Gadd as they all were enveloped in a bright white light.

Vekk lay on his back, feeling sore form the temporal shift. As he began to regain his senses he noticed a strong smell. "My word, what is this horrendous odor?" Vekk questioned. When he received none, he sat up and looked around, noticing a different type of setting. "We were supposed to arrive in Lion's Arch." Vekk's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a busting tavern. Slowly the sound got louder as he regained his hearing, slowly getting unbearable. Vekk grabbed his ears and curled them down to muffle out deafening sounds. Looking around in a frantic motion, his jaw dropped and he fell onto his ass. What Vekk saw was unbelievable; the sight of Charr. Although this Charr was thirty times taller than Vekk, it was just sitting at a table. As Vekk looked around he was surrounded, four Charr were all relaxing around this table, most likely at a tavern.

Immediately scrambling backwards until he hit the center leg of the table. Looking around Vekk contemplated what could have gone wrong. 'Our calculation were all triple checked, quadruple even.' Thinking to himself, trapped in his own little world trying to figure out what was going on, Vekk failed to notice that the Charr in front of him decided to recline. The Charr leaned back in his chair while stretching out his feet, right into the insignificant Vekk. Vekk was caught off guard and got a face full of Charr scent. Immediately beginning to panic and attempting to escape the awful stench of the Charr's foot, Vekk managed to get some attention. A big mistake on Vekks behalf; thinking that the small itch on his foot, the Charr just clenched his toes and drew his foot back under his chair.

Caught between two meaty toes of a random Charr, Vekk was struggling, taking in deep breathes of the, apparently unwashed, foot. Vekk never wanted to be this close to a Charr, not even for study. This Charr, judging by the strength of this stench, had finished a long day of work and relaxing at the tavern, before bathing. Mindlessly wiggling his toes, the Charr was slowly pushing the unknown Asura toward the crotch of his toes. Vekk's struggles were amplified and he was rubbed on both sides getting a day worth of sweat massaged into his fur. Though he thought it was impossible, the smell of the Charr was getting stronger as he was slowly moved closer to the Charr. Slowly the heat began to increase as Vekk reached his destination, the tight space between the large toes of the Charr slowly getting encased in grime and dirt that the Charr collected throughout his day. Vekk began to feel tired, struggling in an unwinnable fight; he slowly gave up as he felt his mind becoming hazy. Vekks last sight was of two dirt covered hairy toes.

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Hoff was abruptly woken by the smell of sulfur; something he wished wasn't the first thing he smelled. As he opened his eye, he was surprised to find that he saw nothing. Not as in a barren land, but as in complete darkness. As Hoff slowly got to his feet, still a little wobbly from the transportation process, he slowly reached into his pocket for the illumination orb he always kept with him. The room was suddenly lit with the soft blue glow of the orb. Hoff began to look around, taking in the odd surroundings. He could hear the muffled sounds of people. Taking a second to come up with a hypothesis on where he could have materialized.

A dread look appeared on Hoffs' face, could he have been transported to the sewage dump for Lions Arch? With the smell still stinging his nostrils, Hoff looked down to see if he was standing in the dump. Upon close inspection of the surface he stood on, Hoff was confused to see that it was wood. This destroyed his idea of being in the sewage dump. Deciding to look in the opposite direction to see if he could find a roof, Hoff tossed his orb up into the air. When tor orb reached its peek, Hoff saw what he could only describe as a hairy monster.

Hoff was in shock as he was trapped by a horrid beast with one gaping mouth, with what he could only speculate was its previous victims stuck around the opening. Suddenly his entire world began to shake as the monster went for its prey. Hoff raised his illumination orb in an attempt to scare away the beast, but only caused it to be the first thing eaten. The warm slimy confines of the beasts maw clenched around his arm, slowly pulling Hoff inwards. Without his light Hoff was once again in darkness, only the warm feeling creeping up his arm to remind him that he was still in this nightmare.

Hoffs arm was now up to his shoulder and his face just touching the creatures' mouth. Being this close to the remains of the beast, Hoff was able to smell that these remains had the stench of feces. Without warning the maw clenched tightly onto Hoffs arm as his world shifted and light began to enter illuminate his situation. Now that Hoff could see, the sights of the scraps around him were clearly not remains at all. Slowly placing the pieces together: the smell, the location, the 'maw', and now the clearly brown blotches. Hoff put it all together, but still couldn't wrap his mind around the answer.

Hoff was jostled form his thought as his world shook some more and when he focused back on his surroundings, he saw what appeared to be a clawed finger coming right at him. In panic Hoff started to struggle, trying to get his arm out of the orifice before the finger got to him. Unfortunately for Hoff, there was no escape from the tight grip around his arm. The colossal finger began to rub at Hoffs body; roughly pushing him deeper into what he still couldn't believe was a tailhole.

Knowing only one race that could be this hairy and unkempt, this Charr was unknowingly pushing a tiny Asura into his ass. Hoff began to groan in torment, unwilling to open his mouth to shout. Far above the struggling Asura, the Charr was giving out small grunts as he relieved an itch that had been bothering him while he tried to relax. Hoff never gave up as the majority of his body was now inside of a Charr's anus. Giving little kicks with his still free feet, Hoff felt one last stroke of the large appendage push him completely inside. As he was slowly pulled in further, the walls around him relaxed slightly as the Charr returned to whatever he was doing. Hoffs energy was slowly draining as he attempted to get some attention or struggle his way out. With only the stale putrid air of the Charrs bowels, the miniature Asura was running out of oxygen. Trying his hardest to come up with a plan of escape, Hoff slowly lost consciousness as he was massaged on all sides by the slimy confines of the Charr, as he was pulled deeper into a now satisfied Charr.

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His stomach growling, looking for a post teleportation meal, Oggy woke up. As Oggy sat on the ground getting his bearing, he noticed that tall curved wooden walls surrounded him. The wall curved up to the point that there was now way for him to climb over them. Sighing to himself, he wondered where the others had gone and how he was going to escape this wooded cell. An unexpected earthquake causes Oggy to lose his balance as he got tossed around, losing his bearings. When the shaking finally stopped Oggy was suddenly overwhelmed by a delicious smell, reminding him of how hungry he was. Looking around to find he was still in an empty cell, Oggy brought his gaze to the sky only to find it flooded with thick brown slurry.

A searing heat replaced the sight of the substance as he was covered in whatever it was. Thanks to some Asuran tech he was wearing, the pain slowly subsided, now he just had to make it to the surface before he drowns. Trying to swim was incredibly difficult due to the thickness of the slurry, and the fact he couldn't make heads or tails which way was up, Oggy began to panic. With such relief, Oggy breached the surface and took a deep enchanting breath. As he caught his breath, he noticed the smell from before and removed the muck from his eyes. To his surprise he was floating in some sort of stew, and if this was someone's idea of torture, he didn't mind. Still suffering from post trip munchies, Oggy decided to indulge in some delectable 'torture'.

Completely distracted by his own hunger, or that there was still stew in his ears, Oggy failed to notice the ambient notice all around him. That is until he was abruptly interrupted by a loud deep voice. "'Bout time" Oggy stopped eating then drew his gaze up once again, but instead of more stew he saw a huge Charr. Confused about what was going on, he was speechless as a large spoon was brought down and took a mouthful up to the Charr. Upon seeing the spoon cleanly removed from the Charrs mouth, then the large bulge travel down the throat, Oggy now understood where he was. He was trapped inside a bowl full of meat stew about to be consumed by a hungry Charr. The Charrs spoon returned to grab more hearty stew. Oggy started to wave his hands and shout up at the Charr, trying to get some attention, but the Charr was too focused on satisfying his own hunger. Another gulp and the spoon returned, looking to the side, Oggy thought about climbing out of the bowl, now that he was elevated by the stew. As Oggy began to move, another spoonful was removed from the bowl, causing the stew to sink further down. It was too late to escape.

Looking back at the Charr and seeing the satisfied look on his face, Oggy was greeted by the spoon coming right for him. Trying to swim out of the way proved difficult because the stew was too dense. Failing to move out of the way, Oggy was taken with the stew to its next destination. Looking up at the approaching maw of the Charr, Oggy was caught off guard by the smell of the rancid Charr breath. Being submerged and surrounded by succulent stew for so long, the drastic change in smell was magnified. For a Charr, the concept of brushing ones teeth was completely foreign, thus Oggy was assaulted by a lifetime of horrid Charr breath. Attempting once again to get the Charrs attention, Oggy took a deep breath preparing to shout, but instead started to choke on the Charrs breath. Watching as the row of razor sharp yellow teeth pass overhead, and strands of saliva all around, the contents of the spoon were slowly deposited into the humid cavern. Oggy gave a last feeble attempt to escape the maw by grabbing the spoon, but the saliva soaked spoon was too slippery. Sitting in a mush that was mixing with Charr drool, Oggy could only take in the stench of the rancid Charr breath and the little bit of light the made its way past the yellow stained fangs gave Oggy enough light to see his disgusting prison.

Thinking of what lay ahead of him, Oggy wished he were eaten with something that needed to be chewed, to avoid the torture of the Charrs digestive system. Unfortunately for him, the stew was easy to swallow whole even with the chunks of meat. Although from the bowl seemed to be quick gulps from the Charr, while he was within this vile space, time seemed to slow down. It was agonizing to sit in the mouth of a beast such as this while he savored Asura flavored stew. Then Oggys world shifted as the tongue beneath him began to elevate and slide all of the contents of the maw toward the black slimy abyss. In a last ditch effort Oggy tried to grab one of the Charrs fangs, a huge mistake on his part. The sharp tooth instantly cut Oggys hand, causing blood to splash the tongue. Apparently reacting to the taste of Asuran blood, the Charr let out a load murr, obviously enjoying the added flavor. Covering his ears from the thundering sound, Oggy had no way to stop his decent and in one audible gulp, he was on his way to his doom.

Traveling downward surrounded by a heap of stew to accompany him, the strong muscles of the esophagus assaulted Oggy. Pushing him from all sides, quickening his decent, only the sound of squelching and the Charrs heartbeat were there to give Oggy a sense of location within the Charr. Until his decent came to an end, the thought of escape entered Oggys mind once again, but those thoughts were soon dashed as one more, tight squeeze deposited him in his final destination. A short fall into the slop that was already in the Charrs stomach, the bite sized Asura scrambles to get onto on something and out of the gastric juices. Climbing upon a chunk of meat, Oggy found himself surrounded by horrible sounds. The constant beat of the Charrs heart, the gurgling as the gut did its job, and the deep breaths from above. But the sounds were nothing compared to the smell, a mixture of rotting rancid meat with the acidic sting of the digestive enzymes. It was hard to breath with the lack of oxygen around him and Oggy hoped that he would pass out before he was digested alive.

Being deprived of light and sitting as still as possible, Oggy was drenched as more stew and saliva was dropped right on top of him. Spitting out the stew, which he previously thought was delicious; Oggy was hopping he'd pass out soon. Suddenly startled by a thunderous sound from behind him, Oggy turned around to hear another, and another; considering his situation he determined that the large Charr had finished his meal and was patting his stomach, almost taunting the trapped Asura. Caught in a fit of rage Oggy started to shout at the Charr, cursing him and his family. In response, there was a slight rumble then a loud belch from the Charr. The sudden movement of air tossed all of the contents within the Charrs gut, tossing Oggy off of the safety of the floating meat. The Charr above him was laughing at his own belch, making it impossible to even attempt to get out of the mixture of stew and acid. The Asuran device that protected him from the searing heat could not compete with the strength of a Charrs digestive acid. Oggys soon felt the burning on his skin, but as the pain started to get to him, the lack of air finally let Oggy pass out and avoid the pain of being fully digested.

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Gadd was the last to awaken, being kept in a warm snug place made it difficult to want to wake up. Then the thought of his Krewe got him concerned enough to open his eyes. Blinking a couple times, Gadd began to think that this was temporary blindness caused by the temporal shift. Moving around trying to find someone, the temperature slowly began to rise and Gadd started to worry about himself over his Krewe. Noticing the strong smell of musk and a few things he couldn't place, Gadd slipped on something and fell face first onto something soft. Curiously Gadd began to rub against the surface, trying to get a feel for what he was standing on. It was very warm and smooth to the touch; it almost felt like it was throbbing. As he was trying to figure out what it was, the temperature continued to raise, then he felt something press against his back. Turning around to try and push away whatever it was that was pushing on him, Gadd found that this surface was slick with an unknown substance. Being a scientist and curious by nature, Gadd decided to test out a sample by taking one of his fingers covered in goop and bringing it toward his mouth. Tasting an incredibly salty taste Gadd decided not to try any more samples.

Although his sampling was over, the heat continued to increase and his space continued to decrease. Wiggling about, Gadd managed to turn himself around again so that he was facing the floor. Having his face pressed this close to the floor; Gadd realized the strong musky smell was coming from the floor. Holding onto the ground, the roof over him began to move, rubbing his hair backward and coating in in that slick substance. The slow movements made Gadd wonder what was happening, and then the roof over him was removed as it slid down the rest of his body. Now that the roof was removed Gadd got up, relieved of the immense heat, and tried to look around, unfortunately his was still blind. Falling onto his back Gadd decided to wait out the blindness and hope for someone to come get him. Maybe he would get some more sleep while he waited.

The musky smell that Gadd had noticed while he was pressed into the floor was still getting stronger. Then a bright light hit Gadd and surprised the Asuran. Trying to focus his eyes and adjust to the new light, the sight of the red floor was the first thing that Gadd noticed. Looking around franticly Gadd noticed his landscape consisted of a large red path he was standing on then oceans of fur that surrounded it. "Hello little guy" boomed a deep voice. Looking around Gadd attempted to pinpoint where it came from. When he looked up the menacing sight of a Charr greeted him, with a cruel grin on his face. Taking into consideration to where the face was and the distance between them, Gadd concluded that he was on the Charrs penis. Petrified, Gadd passed out and fell back onto the fleshy member.

Upon awaking the second time, Gadd was face to face with the Charr he saw before. 'So it wasn't a nightmare' Gadd thought. "Took you long enough to come to" the Charr bellowed. Covering his hears at the sound cause the Charr to laugh at him. "You Asura, always trying to complete that teleportation thing." Chuckled the Charr as he placed Gadd in the center of his other hand. "What do you know about our Translocator" Gadd shouted up at the amused Charr. "I know that you never think about output size, only looking at getting from A to B" responded the Charr, grinning at the Asuras angry look. "Were there only four of you this time?" asked the Charr. Glaring up at the Charr, not taking his size into consideration, Gadd shouted back "What do you mean 'only' four?" Giving a small chuckle the Charr raised his hand toward his mouth. "I mean only four tiny Asura that I can play with."

Rancid breath washing on Gadd the Charr seemed to know far too much in all of this. What did he mean by 'play with' and how did he know there were only four of them. Then it hit him, "What happened to the rest of my Krewe" Gadd yelled up in anger. Looking at the minuscule Asura, the Charr opened his mouth again and let out a belch into Gadds face. "One of them is down there." he grinned. "Then another one wanted to go through the back door" as the Charr swung his tail into the view of Gadd. "And the last one wanted to help me out, by giving me a toe massage." As the Charr turned his hand to show his wiggling claws. Gadd was completely taken back by all of this information, falling on his ass in the palm of the Charr. "You Asura are always so much fun, and I think its time that you helped me out as well" Glancing up at the maniacal Charr, Gadd was quivering just thinking about the rest of his krewe.

Picking Gadd up by the collar of his shirt the Charr moved him down to where he first started. "Judging by how much you wiggled around in there, I'm assuming that you liked it," the Charr said so casually. Gadd shook his head violently trying to convey his dislike of this idea. But the Charr didn't give it a second though, grabbing his cock with his other hand, he angled it to point strait up. Looking down Gadd could see the opening to the red pillar he was once riding. Gadd was brought back to the present as he was slowly lowered toward that opening. Starting to struggle the Charr above him snickered. "That's it, I want to struggle all the way down." Gadds eyes went wide, 'all the way down', the Charr wasn't seriously going to deposit him in that putrid pillar. Gadd struggles were doubled and the Charr looked on with a devious smirk on his face.

As Gadds feet touched the bead of pre on the tip, the beasts' cock slowly consumed his feet. Trying to pull his feet out only spread the pre around making the rest of his legs slick, ready for the decent. "Please! Please don't do this! I can get you anything you want, I have great funding for anything, please!" Gadd decided to start begging for his life. Thinking that he had made a deal with the Charr as he stopped moving downward, the Charr looked down at the Asura and said, "You are giving me everything I ever wanted." And Gadds decent continued until he was up to his hips in Charr meat. The Charr had released Gadds collar and moved his hand down to fondle his monstrous balls while his other had slowly caressed his member. Attempting to push himself out of a musky tomb, Gadd only made things worse. The slick pre that was all around him caused his hands to slip in at his sides, making it that much easier to swallow him.

The Charr above Gadd started to moan loudly, obviously enjoying the feeling Gadd was giving him. The flesh was slowly climbing up his body; Gadd was up to his shoulders in Charr cock. As his shoulders were consumed, the only thing left outside was Gadds head. The Charr had stopped stroking his member and sat there watching the struggles of the helpless Asura. Gadd never gave up hope that someone would help him, even at this point when all he could smell was thick Charr musk and salty pre. Looking up at the Charr one last time, Gadd saw a finger come right for him. "Make sure to squirm all the way down." The Charr taunted one last time before pressing the last of the Asura into his member. Satisfied with a job well done, the Charr went back to stroking his cock and rubbing his sack.

On the inside of the fleshy tube, Gadd could feel the strokes of the Charrs paw on the outside of his prison, slowly pushing him downward. Gadd didn't want the Charr to enjoy his squirming, but he couldn't help it, he needed to do something. Hearing a low moan, Gadd knew that the Charr was in pure ecstasy. Then Gadd felt his feet breach into open air. Trashing about, Gadd knew what he was descending into, the meaty balls of his captor. As more of him entered the sack, Gadd could feel he feet touch a warm thick liquid. With one final push, he reached his destination. Gadd was now within one of this Charrs balls. Thinking things couldn't get any worse; Gadd was toppled around as the Charr tossed around his sack, moaning at the feeling of a tiny Asura within his nuts. Attempting to stay alive and not drown in cum, Gadd was forced to swallow some of the Charrs disgusting musky spunk, just to get a breath of 'air'. As the sperm levels rose, it became harder and harder to get any air, until finally the Charr exploded with a thundering roar.

The majority of jizz was expelled with the Charrs climax, but Gadd remained in the sack. Confused and scared, Gadd started to pound on the walls around him making the Charr murr in appreciation. "Unlike your fellow Asuran, you're going to be staying in there for a while, at least until I get bored of you or you dissolve into my cum" The Charr spoke directly to Gadd. Dread filling his mind, contemplating the sadistic nature of this Charr, Gadd curled up into a ball and began to sob. Fondling his balls a little "Giving up already" the Charr laughed once again.

Getting up and moving over to his desk the Charr began to write a letter. On the inside Gadd felt the gentle sway of the sack as the Charr moved around. The Charr was grinning down at the paper, the beginning read:

"Dear Director of the Explorers Krewe, I can confirm that the useless Asura have been taken care of. It is always pleasure to help out in any way possible."

As the Charr finished his letter he wrapped it up and set it aside for later. Right now he was exhausted from a long day of work and his pest extermination. Rubbing his balls one more time the Charr whispered "Goodnight my little plaything" as he drifted off to sleep.