This choice: Cloud is quickly subdued by Aisha and devoured • Go Back...Chapter #7Cloud becomes cat food by: chaos   “Feisty aren’t you,” Aisha chuckled, as she lazily dodged the punch that Cloud had sent her way. Cloud grunted in anger and tried to hit Aisha again, but this time, Aisha batted his fist away with her hand.
“As much fun as it sounds to thrash you’re sorry punk ass, I’m particularly hungry so we’ll skip the usually taunting and get down to dinner.” Aisha’s head rushed forward, her mouth open wide enough to engulf her preys head and shoulders in an instant. Before Cloud realized what was going on, Aisha had his whole head in her mouth.
Cloud shouted into the hot, wet dimness that surrounded him, his hands waving back and forth as he tried to dislodge the hungry Ctarl-Ctarl from his head. Aisha’s clawed hands grasped his hips and torso, his thrashing arms were ignored for the moment so Aisha could saver her first taste of the blond Terran. Her tongue slobbered all over Clouds entrapped face, sliding over and around his head, soaking him, coating him in her wet saliva.
Cloud grit his teeth and raised his hands to Aisha’s lips to pull them open, but before he could lock his fingers, Aisha grew bored of tasting him and decided to get the show on the road. Cloud’s head was pushed down s further and with a sudden swallow, he found his head sliding down into her throat. Inside Aisha’s throat, the soft, wet channel engulfed him, clinging tightly to him; the muscles tightened and squeezed him until his shoulder started to join him in the throat.
When Cloud was being stuffed mercilessly into Aisha’s throat, the cat girl was in hog heaven. Her drool ran down his chest, dribbling down onto the table where he was still partially lying on. She loved the taste of his well-toned flesh and she wanted to taste more of it so badly. Another swallow came, causing a liquid sucking sound from her throat working at him down. His chest was inside her throat now, both his arms were pinned uselessly to his sides, leaving him unable to do anything else but struggle.
Cloud’s body was big enough that her throat wasn't a perfect seal around him, some air leaking in each time she gulped, enough that he was going to stay conscious all the way down her throat, which Cloud didn’t know was a good thing or a bad thing. Aisha’s teeth grazed Clouds back as she swallowed him down to the waist, dragging him further into her. His legs kicked about now that he could no longer use his arms, which didn’t help him escape, but did annoy Aisha. She was trying to eat here; it was so distracting watching her prey try to swim out of her gullet.
Grasping him by the calves to end his futile, but distracting movements, Aisha swallowed one more, causing her throat to close over his hands and suddenly her mouth was gripping his rump and groin. The sudden feeling of Aisha’s hot, wet mouth over such a sensitive area made Cloud jolted in the tight confines of Aisha’s throat. Aisha smiled slightly at feeling her prey’s movements inside her and wondered if he might slightly be enjoying the idea that his crotch was in her mouth. Aisha decided to stop any notion he might have that this was going to be sexual and take the rest of him in.
She paused in her swallowing and lifted her head up, pulling him clear of the table and slowly tilting back. Cloud felt his body straightening out, his peddling in open air. By now, his young body was bulging out the tanned throat of his catlike predator. His struggles were slightly visible beneath that soft skin, when it would vibrate. Cloud took deep breathes of the stale air in Aisha’s throat, wondering how the hell he was going to get out of this. It struck him like a bullet then that he might not be escaping from this one. His energy left him and he went limp in Aisha’s throat, he was going to die and nothing was going to stop it.
While Cloud struggled to accept his coming death, Aisha was taking deep breaths from her nose for the final swallow. She looked past her lips at Clouds feet, which had just suddenly stopped kicking. Not aware of the reason or really caring at all, Aisha mustered her strength and started to rapidly swallow. Cloud was washed down her throat with a set of sudden convulsions of the throat. His legs kicked once, twice, and then Aisha’s mouth closed behind them and the tongue swept lightly over both feet before disappearing within the Ctarl-Ctarl. Aisha sighed in satisfaction, while Cloud was dumped into her stomach. The muscular walls closed in around him, massaging the digestive juices into his flesh. As Aisha was patting her stomach, Cloud was losing consciousness and falling into a dreamless sleep. To pass the time until Cloud was completely digested, Aisha glanced at the menu and wondered if she really had room for seconds.
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