Anything For A Fan
M/M
Vore
Digestion
Willing
Also sexy stuff
Sans pred
Spider Prey

The early night kept Snowdin in the same weather as always... Snowed in. Of course, the people of Snowdin were used to and happy with this weather, including the short chubby skeleton known as Sans, who was spending the night at his favorite bar, Grillby's. Holding a bottle of ketchup, he was sitting at a barstool and having a very one-sided conversation with the flaming hot barkeeper the bar was named after. After a lazy 'spice' pun, Grillby put his hand up, a sign he had to go. He left the conversation to go serve another customer. As this happened, someone who had been watching the skeleton from the side of the bar took the chance to walk over. It was a short guy, with six arms and eight eyes, definitely a spider. Sans noticed the approaching stranger and smiled towards him.
"Heh, what's up? Do you need... A hand?" The skeleton gave the same proud grin he gave after every particularly awful pun. The spider stood there, mouth open, for a moment before responding. "H-heheh, uh, funny... Are you, uhm, 'BoneDaddy'?" Sans took a moment to drink from his ketchup bottle, before looking the spider up and down.
"Well you don't look like a concerned parent, so you must be a fan... Are you a freaky fan or a REAL freaky fan?" The spider grew a bright blush on his face "W-wow it really is you..! Y-yes I'm a, uh, b-big fan!" Sans just gave a friendly chuckle. "More like a little fan." The spider gave a cute giggle in response.
"U-uhm, I was wondering, if you would ever... D-do stuff with a fan?" The skeleton's grin only got wider "You askin' me to take you to the bonezone? Hah, sure, we can do it here."
Sans jumped from his stool, leading the spider behind the bar. The spider, reluctantly believing this was real, followed. "Grillby lets me use this room for my shows sometimes. I'm sure he won't mind" They walked through a door into a rather small room. There was a bed that was quite familiar to the spider, as well as a desk in front of it, likely where the camera would be positioned. The spider felt his heart racing in his chest. This was really happening. He heard the door close and lock behind him, looking back and seeing the skeleton. Wait, wasn't he in front before? The question disappeared from his mind as Sans started to take off his jacket, and shirt, showing his blue semi-transparent belly. A faint memory hit the spider of watching a mouse go into that belly. Knowing that could happen only made him more excited for this. The spider followed suit, taking his clothes off, though with more difficulty thanks to the added arms. Soon he stood in just a pair of underwear, and fell back onto the bed, legs spread.

"Heh, you are excited" Sans approached the edge of the bed, thumb in the waist of his pants "Last chance to back out, if you're too starstruck" The spider just shook his head, Sans taking the sign to yank his pants down. His blue cock sprung free, already hard. The spider just stared at it. It always looked good on camera, but now that it was real it was so much better. His lowest two arms grabbed his underwear, pulling them off and tossing them aside. His own cock was hard as well, though not quite as impressive as the skeletons. What was impressive was that rather soft butt, which Sans almost immediately rubbed his hand on. He gave a gentle squeeze, which made the spider let out a quiet giggle. With his free hand, Sans dripped a bit of lube onto his cock. Once he was good and slick, lifted the spiders legs up over his shoulder, hot-dogging his cock between those soft cheeks.
"You want it rough or rougher?" The spider gulped hearing those options "Uhm... R-rough please!" Sans chuckled, after a bit of grinding back and forth, only rubbing against the hole, he pushed his tip into it. The spider bit his lip as it slowly pushed into him, making his hole stretch gradually. Once his cock was fully inside that tight, warm hole, Sans slowly pulled back out, before pushing in. He did it again, much less slower this time, starting up a pace of humping whole holding onto the soft thighs of his arachnid hookup. Four arms wrapped around Sans' body, holding onto him while the other two gripped the blanket under the softly-moaning mess of a Monster. The rhythm of thrusting grew faster and faster, a soft 'pap, pap, pap' noise coming from Sans' balls and crotch hitting the soft rear of the spider.
With every movement of that thick cock into him, the spider was letting out cute moans. He'd stopped biting his lip, having grown used to the girth, and now his mouth was hanging open as he huffed between moans. Sans meanwhile tried to stay a bit more quiet, letting out only huffs and low grunts as he forced his cock in again and again. He leaned down, letting his belly press on the spiders cock, the monster taking delight in humping onto the squishy blue mass. With every thrust Sans could feel his climax building, as the spiders cock was throbbing on his belly.
Soon, with one final, deep thrust, a thick load of cum flooded the spiders insides, prompting him to let out a loud moan and shoot his own sticky mess onto the skeletons belly. Once the orgasms subsided Sans slowly pulled out from the hole and rolled over, laying next to the spider.
"Heh, you made a bit of a mess." The skeleton reached into a nearby drawer, pulling out a towel and wiping himself off "H-hehe, uh, sorry." Sans put the towel aside and turned to face the spider "Oh it's fine, shoulda expected ya to web me. Need some time to recoup?"

The spider seemed to think for a moment. Certainly he couldn't move his legs to go home just yet, they felt like pudding. But, maybe he wouldn't go home at all. "A-actually I was thinking... Uhm, do you remember when a fan of yours sent themselves to you? A mouse?" Sans seemed to try to remember. "Nope, not ringin' a bell" The spider gulped hearing that. Had the skeleton really forgotten eating a person? "Uh, well, you... Swallowed him whole." The skeleton almost looked surprised by that "I did? Heh, I'll be honest, I'm usually pretty ketchup-drunk during shows. Guessing you want the same treatment though huh?" The spider nodded slowly "I-I do..."
"You sure? It would mean the end of ya." The spider simply nodded "Heh, alright then, I could use a snack after that anyway. Plus you're filled with cream." He lifted a finger. The spider started to float up into the air, looking around in shock. "W-what... How?" Sans chuckled a bit and opened wide, lowering the spiders feet into his mouth. As they slid in Sans got a sweet, soft taste along his tongue. This guy tasted good. Meanwhile the spider felt his feet and calves entering something warm and wet, a long appendage licking around and between his feet and legs. Soon though Sans would start to swallow, gradually lowering the spider further and further down into his gullet. Sans' mouth was too full to say much other than 'Mmmm', and the spider had a hand over his mouth as he watched himself disappear into the slimy warmth.
After a few gulps Sans got up those legs to the waist of the spider. He slurped at the strangers balls and asshole, licking up some of his own cum leaking from it. This elicited soft, muffled moans from the spider, who lowered all but one of his arms to make the swallowing easier. As cute as it was, Sans still had a meal at hand, and continued to swallow up the thin body of the Monster. Gradually he worked past the belly, then the chest. Soon his mouth slid over the shoulders. The spiders face was now mere inches from Sans' mouth, smelling his faintly ketchup-tinged breath. His body was already starting to curl up in that blue stomach, and if he was turned to face the belly he would be able to see himself inside.
As enticing as the view of the skeletons mouth was, all good things come to an end. Sans reached up, pushing the spiders head down into his drooling mouth, tongue working all around it before he gave one last swallow. The spider was forced to curl up entirely in the blue, slimy stomach. There was a pool of goo inside, clearly tinged red with ketchup, all around the mushy remains of burgers and hotdogs within. He gave a bit of a smile, rubbing the slimy walls and awaiting his fate.

Sans sat up, hitting his fist to the middle of his ribcage. "Brruaaarrrrpp! Whew... Ya sure were tasty. Shame I won't get to bone ya again, but hey, anythin' for a fan." He put his shirt on, covering his blue belly. Now the spider wouldn't be able to see out, and others wouldn't be able to see in. It was like the spider just disappeared. "Hm. Never got your name. Ah well, guess it doesn't matter" He rubbed his belly before stepping out of the room and sitting back at the bar. He would continue on as if nothing happened, drinking ketchup, chatting with Grillby, before heading home at some time well after midnight. By the time he'd hit the hay any trace of the spider would be gone, completely digested and absorbed into the blue belly, just as he had desired.