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Neptune looked outward toward the forest as adventure called out to him! The blue bird looked at his chocobo. A warm smile curled on his black beak. An idle hand from the bird cupped around his pudgy frame.

“You know what today is Yellow? Today will be the day I prove everyone wrong. We're going to haul back the biggest, tastiest food we can find and everyone is going to be jealous! What do you have to say to that buddy?" Neptune's sapphire eyes shimmered brightly. The chocobo nuzzled into the blue bird and slathered their tongue against him.

“Kweh!" Yellow bounced energetically while Neptune wiped the slobber off his face. The blue bird's face scrunched for a moment before he sighed and got up on the saddle. The chocobo nearly bucked him off in surprise. “Prove everyone wrong, yeah right ." Yellow thought to themselves as the heft sagged on their neck.

“Ooof, yeah I guess I did pack on the pounds…again. Those doughnuts were just too good to pass up! I hope you don't mind, Yellow." Neptune's gut sloshed and swayed against the chocobo's neck. Yellow strained a bit as they wobbled back and forth.

“K-kweh." The chocobo's strained voice couldn't be more deflated. Neptune hesitantly whipped down on the leather strand in front of him. Yellow managed to move forward very sluggishly. Each heavy step met with an exhaustive huff from the bird. “Fatass." The chocobo thought.

Neptune grimaced and in some vain hope of moving faster he whipped down on the leather harder. “Come on, Yellow! We can move faster than this can't we?" Those words were met with a piercing gaze from the chocobo.

Yellow scratched annoyedly at the ground. Their talons dug deep into the soil. “No you moron we CAN'T do this." Almost in sheer spite the chocobo moved even slower. Yet, in spite of it all the lush forest stood before the two; there were trees as far as the eye could see.

“Hey, I know you're still mad about the goblin cave incident. This time is different, I promise." Neptune tried his best to give a smile. Yet it was fake as a cardboard cutout. Yellow almost snorted in defiance. A strange odor attracted the attention of the two.

The smell was crisp, like burning wood yet there was no fire in sight for miles. It only grew more potent the deeper the chocobo went. Yellow bucked back and forth wildly! “H-hey what do you think you're doing!?" Neptune held onto the bucking bird the best he could.

The blue bird was flung off his chocobo! A sickening crack whipped from Neptune's ankle as it twisted on a branch. “KWEH!" Yellow impatiently stomped their clawed feet down. Eyes widened, heart pounding, the bird knew EXACTLY what their chocobo was implying.

“Hey! Hey! No need to be rash now I-I should have some rations. Nnghh, I'm going to need you to carry me out though, I busted my leg." He looked at the saddle for a moment and limped over towards it. Neptune began to scourge through a bag tied to it and found it completely empty.

Yellow gave the blue bird a piercing stare as they licked their sharp beak. A goopy, drooling, plush chocobo tongue grinds teasingly across the fellow bird. “Quit your crying, meat. I tire of you." That thought quickly led to another hungry lick.

“H-hold on Yellow! I can find something for us in this heat! Trust me, I don't taste good." Those hasty words bore no promises. That chocobo looked at the blue bird like a prime slab of meat with legs. Neptune winced and prepared for the worst.

Yellow's beak descended on his head. Warm, wet, and sticky saliva clung around the bigger bird's body. Neptune wildly thrashed within that damp containment! Yet in spite of his struggle, it bore no fruit of freedom.

A slick, tight, gulp plunged Neptune's upper body down the chocobo's throat. Despite how girthy Yellow's meal was, they managed to crane their neck upward. Another greedy swallow and Neptune's fat ass was crammed between that ravenous beak. “You taste as horrible as you act."

Those hurried swallows cracked and crumpled the blue bird's legs with sickening sounds. Each slurping motion tucked away Neptune from the world. A sagging, taut, hefty gut sloshing back and forth was the only 'evidence' left of him. The chocobo puffed and panted as the forest grew even hotter. A crackling noise began to flicker loudly like a roaring flame.

“Who dares tread on my territory!?" A booming voice roared with a flaming fury. Yellow's eyes widened at the sight. A lumbering beast, deep orangish red flowing hair, brown bristly fur, dagger like fangs and claws. “YOU! Foul creature, did you summon me?"

“K-kweh!?" The chocobo gave a confused head tilt. Their stomach bounced and squirmed. Neptune could hear that threatening voice loud and clear, he desperately tried to escape the compact walls of flesh. “Kweh." Yellow beat their gut with a swift wing. Another gurgling crunch bellowed out.

“You're not responsible? Then who is!? Mmmgrr, all this talk is making me hungry. The mighty Ifrit supposes an oversized bird will do." Ifrit licks his tongue as he stares at the chocobo. He floated forward in a swift manner.

Yellow made a dash for it! Adrenaline pumped through their veins as they ran. Those hurried feet could only move so fast across the now burning grasslands. Neptune's body twists and shifts within their belly. That intense speed still seemed to lack behind how quickly Ifrit was moving.

Every bump and ridge along the forest disoriented the blue bird's body. A crunch, a snap, a sickening twist of his arms and legs. Bound and tucked tight within those sloshing walls. Neptune was forced to experience the equivalent of being trapped in a washing machine.

The walls of flesh clenched tighter around his body CRRRRSNAP! His working leg crunched and twisted from where he had kicked. “GGAHHHHHHHHHH!" Neptune screamed onto deaf ears; the churning sounds of the stomach taunted him. The newfound boiling and bubbling heat of the stomach made it even more agonizing.

Roaring with a newfound fury, Ifrit followed the chocobo! That beast was much faster than the weighed down bird. Heat began to pump up around Yellow, they puffed and got so much slower. In spite of the raw power of the heat, the chocobo ran to survive.

The blistering heat made the stomach walls even more insufferable. Neptune's fading consciousness could barely hold itself together. Oblivion beckoned to his weary heart while the numbness of his broken limbs set in. Tufts of feathers were already gone. His skin turned from pink to a reddish hue. After the chocobo tripped on a tree branch a GLRNCH! The fall crushed their unwilling meal like a soda can.

The fresh corpse compacted within Yellow's gut. Arms smashed flat like a pancake, ribcage now jutted out from their back, legs equally as flattened and there was only a slightly shattered skull left of a head. Acid washed, broken, and still bubbling at an even faster rate while the adrenaline from the chocobo churned away flesh and meat.

Ifrit stood above the chocobo. “You wasted enough of my time, food." Fira swiftly blasted out of the beast's jaws. An orange hue glowed around the chocobo's entire body, flames erupted towards the sky. Burning and blistering heat engulfed Yellow's body. The chocobo wasn't able to utter a scream or think a single thought.

Feathers swiftly fell from the chocobo's skin. Plucked one by one from the ravenous flames. Their eyes quivered, skin turning from pink to a fiery red to a deep fresh brown. Anguish couldn't begin to paint even a quarter of the melting canvas that was Yellow's face.

THUD! The once lively yellow bird had been reduced to what looked more like a stuffed rotisserie chicken. Ifrit grabbed the corpse's leg and began to yank at it. A sizzling crackle of noise creaked out. A smirk crawled on his black lips and he snorted in the aroma of cooked meat.

Burying his fangs into the fresh meat his orange eyes widened. An immense flavor rushed against the beast's fangs and he began to swallow the leg. It snapped and twisted down his tight gullet. With another slurp his gut slightly sagged with the fresh meat.

Impatient as ever the beast hoisted up the burnt body with ease like it was a paperweight. Ifrit

began to swallow starting from its ass. His jaws undulated, pulling the meat down his throat. A snap and twist, the remaining leg bent to Ifrit's beastly hunger.

That warm, wet, tight, tunnel of a throat squeezed every inch of the former lively creature down. Each lump went down with a sluggish drag. In spite of his eager gulps even this body gave him a bit of struggle. The wings of the body snapped, angled in ways no wing was ever supposed to be. Another gulp and the corpse's neck and head hung outside his maw.

One final greedy swallow and that neck snapped under the pressure of Ifrit's powerful tube. Another lump sunk down, with a clawed finger he growled as it crawled down. It was a short-lived sensation; that lump settled in Ifrit's bulging belly. Flesh, bone, meat all proper ways to describe the beast's motionless Orb. “Not bad for a stupid bird! Filling, plump, might need to snack on more of your kind." He patted his gut proudly.

Within the caustic hell of a gut it began to tear away at what remained of the body's flesh. Cooked to such perfection, the enzymes wasted no time tearing away the skin. Like gift wrap it sloughed away quickly within the juices.

Meat was shifting within the sea of bile. The previously processed meal tucked within had been dumped into the stomach as well. Ifrit squeezed and rubbed along his pudgy stomach. He looked at his already shrinking gut, the evidence compacting into something unnoticeable.

The exposed red lumps of meat swirled into a slurry. Remnants of bones snapped like twigs under the immense pressure. Some it was a simple squish from the stomach, harder bones like a femur kept creaking backwards and SNAPPED into thinner pieces.

Sinew and slop, it's all intermingled into a menagerie of swirling lumps of mush. Every pound, every strand that used to be living tissue was torn away from the bones. In some twisted irony the corpse's meal had become Ifrit's meal. Two snacks snapped and twisted together into a grim collage of bone brew. Ifrit could only murmur with delight as he was already dozing off letting his stomach do all of the hard work.

Enzymes started to soften and sand down the edges of the bones. The slurry in Ifrit's guts slowly pumped through his bowels. “Hahaha! That was a quick churnin' guess my body didn't have much use for junk food." Ifrit proudly patted his gut as it sloshed back and forth. That fluffy round orb looked so soft and yet it so mercilessly shattered the remainder of his meals.

Within his small intestines, even more digestive fluids worked to break down whatever wasn't useful. It was a slow trudge, bones, feathers, torn up pieces of cloth and leather, all passed through without breaking down much further. Although slow it all eventually ended up inside his large intestines.

Intermingled, it all began to turn into waste within Ifrit's large intestines. First as little brown bits of shit into massive logs. Even before the beast could pump it out, he could tell it was going to be one hell of a shit.

Nature called to Ifrit's weary head. He yawned and sprawled out his massive muscular arms and clacking his jaws annoyedly. “Sheesh you wanted out that bad you should've said so, oh wait! You can't cause you're dead." The beast belted out with an almost thunderous laughter.

Squatting near the tree his asshole began to flex. Brown thick, round, logs intertwined with bones began to snake out. Crawling out, inch by inch, first there were fragments of what used to be arms and wings. Feathers scattered amongst the crap. When his fat shit plopped onto the ground it immediately began to burn. It was as if the air itself had lit ablaze while Ifrit dumped out his meals.

“Grr, hurry up. I don't have all day to be shitting you out." Clenching his hole the beast tried to hurry pushing out his massive shit. Yet his turds continually crawled along at the same sluggish pace. Shattered rib cages bumped against his prostate and Ifrit nearly moaned from the sensation. His face grimaced at nearly moaning, far too proud to feel pleasure from his meal.

Yet a twitch, a throb, his member bounced back and forth. Huffing, groaning, some part of him couldn't help but enjoy the foul sensation. Snapped bones, feathers, the texture of his crap tickled and taunted the very edge of his prostate. It was almost as if the corpses of his meals were daring him to get off to their remains.

Twisted, separated legs spiraled out amongst the massive heaps of beast shit. The shit sloppily piled up on top of the already impressive pile. “What is even going on back there? It's still going." Ifrit grunted while his hole spat out more heavy mounds of turds.

The sheer amount of bones packed within each massive piece of crap was almost impressive. Ifrit finally felt it, what seemed to be an avian skull clattered against his bowels. This time he moaned with a bit of a blush. It slipped free amongst the spiraling mass of shit.

Expectedly he tapped his foot, the second skull hadn't passed through his tight asshole. His hand gripped firmly around his drooling member. Even Ifrit's sizzling saliva dripped with anticipation. Another bumpy, circular sensation, the second skull passed against his prostate.

Unable to contain himself, unable to deny his pleasure any longer. A roar mixed with embarrassment and raw sexual elation blurted from Ifrit's jaws! “GROOOOOAAAAAAHHHHNNHHHHH!" Ropes of cum splattered from his fat cock while the last of his shit snaked out.

Anger fumed from his entire being as that last rope shot out. “Fuck you two weren't worth that load. Don't you dare have your spirits laugh at me or I'll burn them too." Ifrit crossed his heavy arms. Realization snapped in during the long silence that he was speaking to himself.

All that had remained of those two meals was the heaping mass of shit stinking up and burning the area surrounding it. “Guess you two already passed on, huh. Not that it matters, you were just meat in the end." Ifrit looked towards the village.

“Well, time to go burn something." The beast grumbled as he moved towards the village. Many villagers were about to meet a very similar fate to the two stupid birds. No one would be able to stop the mighty Ifrit.