Conker's eyes went wide as he feet slipped inside the shark's mouth. It grinned and pushed the shoes off his feet with his tongue, slurping over his feet before swallowing up to his legs. The tongue curled around the legs, enjoying the delicious taste of Conker's legs. "Hey! What are you doing?!" Conker screamed, splashing in the water as the shark gulped Conker up to his waist.
The shark did not say a word, just savoring Conker's flavor as the tail whipped his face. He liked the smell it carried and continued swallowing, his tongue slipping under Conker's hoody to continue tasting his fur as the squirrel slipped further inside. "Hey! Stop eating me! I'm not food!" Conker protested, punching his paws into the shark.
They had no effect and one sharp bite forced Conker to stop. No blood had been drawn, but it mentally told Conker to submit...for now.
Conker whimpered as another swallow forced his head into the shark's mouth. The tongue wrapped up his head, coating his head in saliva. Conker flipped the shark's jaws, grabbing onto its teeth for dare life. He could see the world outside slowly disappearing as the shark slowly closed his jaws, taunting his meal.
The tongue tickled Conker's paws, forcing him to let go. Finally, the view of the world was no longer available as the shark's jaws snapped shut. All the squirrel could see were rows of teeth sealing him inside the shark. Conker, in one last desperate attempt, wrapped his arms around the shark's tongue.
Unfortunately, this added to the shark's pleasure as Conker's wonderful taste was pushed into his tongue. The shark suckled on the squirrel, absorbing his flavor before taking the final swallow that forced Conker into his throat. The orange-red squirrel screamed as he slipped down the smelly and wet gullet, curling up in the rotted fish scented stomach.
The squirrel sobbed quietly as he pushed and shoved against the shark's stomach walls, squirming madly as he tried to make it vomit.
The shark, however, was in paradice. He watched his bulging gut squirm and shake as Conker fought inside him, sending bolts of pleasure through his body. The shark licked his lips, rubbing his round stomach with his paw as he swam around slowly, unable to move much with such a large meal. The shark slowly found a place to rest while his meal worked himself to exhaustion, planning to work off Conker himself. It was almost a shame to know the shark was about to lose Conker to the process of digestion. Conker's thoughts as he squirmed were that prehaps he should have decided to talk to Birdy before entering the water...
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