Devoured, part 2 [ff][nc][anal][tentacles][fantasy][impregnation][snuff][blood]

I’m not sure how long my creature kept me inside him. My memories faded as my brain grew soggy from the oxytocin and the orgasms. Unlike human cocks, the tentacles never failed to perform. Mostly because there was always another tentacle. I spent days turning from swollen head to swollen head. I never went hungry, in fact my stomach was nearly always full of delicious cum. At first, I worried that the creature’s womb would become a horrendous cesspit—what goes in must come out. Luckily, my creature was of the “waste not, want not” attitude. I grew to enjoy the pleasant suction in my ass and at my pisshole. Somehow my creature always sensed my body’s needs. As my babies grew within me, the tentacles began to pay less attention to me sexually. I didn’t mind; after all, I had work to do. I had to save my energy for my babies.

Devoured [F][anal][fsub][nc][fantasy][tentacles] [impregnation]

I woke up in near darkness to the sight of the creature’s maw closing behind me. Before I could cry out, I felt myself descending into what I assumed was its belly. A viscous, slippery fluid sloshed around me. My skin tingled slightly all over, and my clothes began to slough off me in chunks. Trying to fight the panic, I focused on taking even breaths to conserve whatever air I had left. I tried to thrash and make my way back toward its mouth, but it was impossible to find any purchase on the slick stomach lining. Despite my efforts, my struggling slowed as I became lightheaded from lack of oxygen. My vision went dark and red, but just before I lost consciousness I felt a breeze across my slime-streaked face. I could see a narrow blowhole that had opened above me. The flow of air was just enough to keep me conscious, but I could hear my blood pounding in my ears. Why would this creature have a blowhole in its stomach?