Early afternoon on a warm and quiet day finds you out and about in the town of Serenity. You step off the bus in an area you've never visited before, being the Sergal Enclave! You've occasionally seen the tall aliens out and about in town, and after hearing about their interesting customs, you decide to visit their district to see what they're like.
You make it all of two steps off the bus before you hear a surprised "Merp!" in the distance! The next thing you know, a blur of cyan and purple moves your way as a very excited Sergal rushes to greet you!
Holding still, you watch as the alien moves to about half a step away from you. At this point, you can appreciate just how tall these creatures are – This one in particular stands seven-foot-nine, by your estimate, with an exceptionally lanky build. They're also completely naked, as is normal for their kind.
You take in the sight of their white-furred chest and belly, their cyan fur with purple stripes, their wedge-shaped head with a mullet of dark purple hair, and their long and gangly limbs. Their eyes are a light red, the vertical-slit pupils focused on you. A tooth sticks out over their bottom lip on either side of their pointed jaw; quite a silly sight that matches such a silly creature!
They offer you a big smile, waving at you as though they aren't already in your personal space.
"Hello!" they exclaim with an excited trill in their throat, similar to a cat's purr. "Welcome to Sergalia!"
You tilt your head at this. As far as you knew, this place is just called the Sergal Enclave. You ask them if Sergalia is the official name.
To your surprise, they chuckle and shake their head. "No, but I think it sounds silly! It's like a human town called Humania! But it's Sergals!"
The creature speaks quite rapidly, almost too fast to keep up with, but you nod along all the same. You ask them their name.
"Oh! I almost forgot! My name is Enzo! It's nice to meet you, Mister! Or Miss? I forget which is which!"
You smile and tell them your name and preferred pronouns, then ask for theirs.
"Oh, I see now! I'm a Mister, myself – But I prefer just Enzo! 'Mister' makes me sound old! It's nice to meet you!"
A chuckle escapes you as you take in Enzo's silly antics. You know Sergals don't think the same way as most terrestrial beings, but actually getting to see it for yourself is quite amusing!
"Ooh! Wanna play a game?"
The question catches you by surprise, and you ask him what kind of game he's imagining.
Enzo's ears perk, his tail swishing happily behind him. "It's one my friend Bandit told me about; it's called Vore! Basically, I get to eat you and keep you in my belly for a while!"
It takes about two full seconds for his words to register in your mind, at which point your expression drops rapidly. There's no way he means this, right?
"I've never tried it before, but it sounds like so much fun! And I'll make sure to keep you safe!"
You're not really sure what to say. On the one hand, Enzo is, well, asking you to let him eat you. But on the other hand, he seems insistent that he'll keep you from getting hurt…
You ask how exactly he intends to keep you safe.
"Well, Bandit showed me a trick where I can stop my metabellyism! It keeps my tummy from churning up what's inside!"
Despite your wariness, you snicker at his mispronunciation of the word he meant to say. And while you're unfamiliar with Sergal anatomy, you don't reason it'd be out of the realm of possibility that he could keep his metabolism turned off.
And frankly, a nice place to rest does sound lovely…
Finally, you nod and tell him you'd be willing to entertain his offer.
Enzo trills again as he hears this, his ears perking as he beams broadly and excitedly. "Oh, that's awesome, thank you! I'll make sure nothing bad happens to you while you're inside me, I promise!"
You smile and nod again, before pausing and asking how to go about this. He may be remarkably tall, but aren't you still a bit too big for him?
"Oh, that's not a problem! I'll shrink you so I can fit you in my mouth!"
Before you can inquire how exactly he intends to do this, Enzo pulls out a strange device that looks like a remote control. He points it at you and presses a button, and in a flash of light, you find yourself suddenly six inches tall!
It seems your clothes failed to shrink with you, leaving you to climb nude out of the pile of fabric now on the ground. When you do, the Sergal claps his hands and beams broadly at your tiny form.
"Hehe! You look so adorable like that! And you're naked like me!"
It's a relief that nobody else is around, you think to yourself.
Enzo crouches down and holds his left hand out palm-up in front of you, inviting you to climb on. His hands are smooth and furless on the insides, and you pull yourself onto the red-colored skin, standing low in his hold.
He stands, lifting you up in front of him, smiling widely at you still. "Thank you again for playing this game with me! It makes me so happy that you want to do this!"
Slowly, he opens his wedge-shaped muzzle, revealing the inside to you.
You take in the sight of Enzo's exotic purple tongue, lolling out in eager anticipation of getting a taste of you. But you're more impressed by the colors of his ridged palate and stretchy cheeks – The flesh starts off a light periwinkle near his jaws, but the colors mottle with a darker purple the deeper into his mouth you gaze, until you see his throat entirely the same color as his tongue! His gullet flexes and ripples, keen to swallow you, and the dangling uvula above sways in time with his excited breaths. His breath, you note, smells vaguely fruity with a hint of something floral, but it's nothing you can distinguish as coming from anything on Earth.
After a few more seconds to admire the maw in front of you, you lean forward, ready to let him take you in.
Enzo trills happily as he gingerly brings you past his sharp teeth and places you atop the wet, squishy tongue, bringing you into his mouth. He then closes his jaws, surrounding you in the humid warmth within.
The first thing you notice is that you can still see perfectly fine, as though his flesh is bioluminescent to some degree. The second thing you notice is that everything seems to feel the way you'd expect from a terrestrial being's mouth; the flesh is soft and yielding, and the saliva is slick but not too thick.
The third thing you notice is just how relaxing it is. Anywhere the Sergal's tongue touches you, it feels as though the tension in your muscles practically dissolves right out of you.
You shiver, then lie on your belly, hugging the purple muscle as the stresses and worries in your mind rapidly fade away. You can't tell if this is the result of some bizarre alien anatomy at work on you, or if you really were just so tense that this relief seemingly seeping into your very core was something you were unknowingly seeking all along. But you don't care one way or another. You're not one to look a gift Sergal in the mouth, after all!
Pressing your hands against the tongue, you stroke and caress it, feeling the bumpy papillae against your palms and the subtle twitches of the muscle. Going by the happy trills continuing in Enzo's throat, you can tell he's enjoying himself just as much as you are!
Suddenly, the tongue pushes upward, pinning you against the rough palate above you! The bony ridges keep you held in place as he begins to more actively lick over your tiny form, stroking against every inch of your front half with all the eagerness of a child enjoying a piece of hard candy. Suckles and slurps surround you as his saliva drenches you, soaking you thoroughly and completely.
It seems Enzo likes your taste!
He parts his jaws slightly while keeping his lips closed, then he presses you against the elastic flesh of his cheek. After this, he ever so delicately brings you between his rear teeth and gently squeezes you, just enough to apply a bit of pressure without causing you even a trace of pain. No doubt he's very much enjoying having you in his mouth, and he wants to explore everything he can with you while he has you!
And seeing just how attentive he is, not to mention how relaxed you are, you don't try to stop him at all. You trust him not to hurt you.
Soon, he brings you back onto his tongue, near the back this time. You admire the mottled flesh around you, not to mention the swaying uvula right in front of you. You smile and reach up, giving the dangling flesh a caress and a kiss, earning you a happy "Merp!" from the Sergal.
Slowly, Enzo tilts his head back, and you relax as you slide off the back of his tongue, dropping into his gullet with a wet squish. A moment later, he takes a deep swallow, sending you headfirst down his rippling esophagus with a glllp and a wave of peristalsis.
The muscles squeeze as they work you deeper, the squishes of wet flesh surrounding you as you descend. His happy trills grow more distant as you descend past his neck, and you smile as you imagine the bulge you must be making in his neck.
A moment later, you hear something odd – A thump to your left, followed by a thump to your right, then one to your left again, then back to the right. It takes you a moment to remember something you had heard about the aliens before, but never had a chance to verify for yourself until now.
Sergals have two hearts!
A smile grows on your face as you reckon they're both working well for Enzo.
Another few seconds pass, then you press against a snug ring of muscle, halting your downward progress. It holds steady for a moment, even as the peristalsis behind you continues to push you against it, but in time, the sphincter irises open, letting you squeeze through and into the chamber beyond before it squishes shut once you're inside.
You briefly fall before landing with a splat against the bottom of the Sergal's stomach in a small puddle of warm, thick fluids – Mostly swallowed saliva, by your guess. You shake your head and take a moment to catch your breath before exploring your surroundings.
It's nice and warm, the air muggy but perfectly breathable. You're still able to see, and you take in the sight of the folded walls as they shift slowly and idly around you. The chamber is purple but mottled all over with light periwinkle splotches, almost like a work of abstract art. You place your hands on two of those blotches, pressing against the rubbery flesh of the stomach as you start to rub and caress the walls.
The reaction is immediate; you can hear the happy trills increasing in pitch, followed by Enzo's voice. "Ooh, wow! I've never had a tummy rub from the inside before! That feels amazing! Almost as amazing as you tasted!"
You smile, kneading and massaging the walls as best as you can for Enzo. His happy sounds encourage you to continue, and you make sure no part of the chamber goes un-caressed!
After a while of this, another realization comes to you – The air in here doesn't smell acrid, sharp, or otherwise acidic; rather, it smells almost like a freshly chlorinated swimming pool. Quite a relaxing scent! You reason that these aliens don't digest with stomach acid, but instead, they must use a strong base to break down their food!
Thankfully, it's nothing you need to worry about; he's promised to keep his metabolism turned off for you, and nothing he's done would hint at him being untrustworthy. He doesn't seem like the kind who'd put a new friend in danger, after all!
You keep your rubs going for a while until your muscles grow weak and sedate from the relaxing surroundings, at which point you yawn and stretch out while snuggling into the folds around you. Your eyes drift closed as you settle in, the stomach cradling you like the comfiest hammock you've ever felt.
Enzo, feeling you getting cozy, pats his belly softly as he speaks to you in a surprisingly gentle voice. "Awh, are you getting tired in there? That's okay, you can get some rest. You feel so good inside me, you know?"
Chuckling, you idly stroke the flesh beside you as you relax, telling him that you enjoyed every moment of this time spent with (and within) him.
"Hehe, I'm glad! I'll let you sleep; I'll try not to make too much noise. Just let me know when you want to come out again, okay?"
You assure him that you will, but as you let yourself fall into the most restful sleep you know you'll ever get, part of you wonders when, or even if, you'll want to leave.
You hope he won't mind you asking for an extended stay in here.
