Ocean Prince x Anon Vore

For the vore thread on /trash/

or really, the one anon that won't stop posting about Ocean Prince in the vore threads on /trash/

this is for you, faggot

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“Stop being such a sore loser and get in already, Anon!” the little royal fish whined, stamping one foot and opening his little mouth up wide again, pointing one finger in toward it. “You promised! No backsies!” he huffed, that little belly of his giving off quite a displeased gurgle, echoing up through his throat.

He was right; you had agreed to become his meal should you lose, though you weren’t expecting to lose all three games in a row. And you definitely didn’t think he was serious about the ‘swallowing you whole’ thing. Gazing down at the much shorter fish before you, he seemed quite intent on sticking to that deal. Given the size difference, however, it did look unlikely that he’d be able to hold up his end. “I don’t think I’m going to fit in there.”

“Hrrmph!” the fish crossed his arms, his eyes narrowing as well amidst his rather cute glare. “If you’re not going to climb in, I’ll just have to pull you in, then!” he growled, before stomping his way right up to your legs, taking both hands and grasping at your ankles, giving them quite a firm tug.

Much to your surprise, Ocean Prince was a good bit stronger than he looked; that firm tug catching you off guard, sending you flopping right down onto your back, knocking the wind, and a few obscenities, out of you. Wasting no time, the hungry fish opened his big mouth wide again, stuffing your feet right inside, and gripping further up along your shins now, working to pull you further in.

Still reeling from that impact, you could only gasp and lightly squirm, watching as your legs steadily disappeared into that bright pink maw, feeling the heat and moisture all around your feet, and soon ankles, with the squishy throat squeezing around your feet. Those strong muscles rippled along your skin, gripping at your feet to help pull you further in, alongside those soft hands sliding up along your legs, giving firm tugs.

“Ngh...wh-what in the fuck?” You managed to grunt, eyes wide at the sight of your legs seeming to just disappear into that gullet, while below, the royal fish’s belly began to swell and round out, distending further with each gulp from his throat and tug from his hands. “How…?”

Despite his comparatively tiny size, Ocean Prince seemed to be gulping you down quite easily, those soft lips pressing up along your thighs now with his hands squeezing at your waist, subjecting more and more of your legs to the steamy heat of his insides. He smirked up at you, as best as he could with his gaping mouth stuffed full, while his belly gurgled, rumbling softly around your legs.

Even with your hips coming up, that big pink maw managed to stretch around them; the little fish closing his eyes now and really tugging firmly along your sides, having to lean further forward now to rest atop his belly, with how huge it was bloating! You could feel the sweltering heat of his stomach enveloping your lower body, amidst desperate squirms with your upper half, mostly hampered by the throbbing ache in your back.

Those smooth fin-hands soon found their way up along your sides, gripping near your chest and tugging you further in, your hips and belly disappearing inside just a couple moments later, really adding to the constantly-swelling bulge that was the royal fish’s gut. With each gulp, his body rose up a little higher, with more of yours being stuffed away inside him, forced to steadily curl up into that tight stomach.

Of course, your hands soon found their way to his mouth, one on his upper jaw and the other on the bottom, giving as hard of a push as you could muster...but it did nothing but slightly slow your descent, as that snug throat seemed to hold quite a firm grip on your body, along with those small fins now pressing down atop your head, your torso sinking past the prince’s soft lips now.

With all of the mixed emotions rushing through your head, you could barely form words; your brain too busy panicking and trying to make sense of the ridiculous situation. With a couple more gulps from the prince, his gaping maw was all you could see, getting closer and closer until those lips pressed up along your chin. With the entire rest of your body squeezed within the tight confines of that royal gut, there was very little you could do to squirm or struggle, not that it particularly mattered at this point.

Ocean Prince’s gaze met your own one last time, before his fins pushing on your head, and his squeezing throat muscles simultaneously pulled you down, vision going completely dark now. Your eyes were closed anyway, with the fish’s tongue slurping over your face, though not for too long, as his throat’s constantly-squeezing muscles kept pulling on you.

With your head sliding down that royal gullet, a thunderous “GLLLK~” resounded through both of your ears, as the prince gave one last extra-strong gulp, one hand resting on that rounded bulge in his neck as it slid further down, and soon disappeared into his belly, which was now looking more like a huge, lumpy bean bag underneath him, with your much larger body curled up somewhat awkwardly inside him.

“Ahh...for a common human, you sure do taste good, Anon.” He teased, that voice of his rather muffled however, both from the thick stomach all around you, and the constant churns and gurgles it was producing. “Not that you taste really good, or anything...just, better than I was expecting. I thought you’d taste horrible.” The little fish added, patting and rubbing both hands along his over-stuffed gut, feeling you gently struggle and squirm around inside, albeit only a little, with how stuffy and tight his stomach was.

Of course, with all of that movement inside him, the gases in his belly were stirred around, and soon enough, those slimy stomach walls clenched tightly around you, followed up by a muffled “Uuuurrrp!” from above. That tight clenching eased up again over the next few moments, while the gurgling and groaning resumed.

“Quit squirming in there, Anon!” The royal fish groaned, pressing his hands in against his bulgy belly, rubbing over the lumps and curves that your body was making from within. “I took the time to stuff you into my royal gut...now show some respect! You should feel honored that I chose you.” He teased, letting out another soft belch, alongside another squeeze from his stomach. “Being my meal is- Uuurp...a privilege, after all.”

With those continued burps, the air within that fishy gut was rapidly growing more sparse, and already, you were beginning to feel a bit light-headed; your struggles and squirms gradually slowing to a stop, with that intense heat only tiring you out even more. Soon enough, you went limp within that steamy gut, barely conscious within it, just curled up tightly with the constant gurgles and groans of that belly filling your ears.

With a pleased sigh, the over-stuffed prince sprawled out atop his mountainous belly, resting his head down atop it with his arms draped over the side. “Ah...that’s better.” he cooed, gently squishing and squeezing his arms into the sides of his belly. “I’m beginning to think you lost on purpose, Anon. Either that, or you’re just really bad at videogames.” he teased with a soft giggle. “Either way...mmh, you certainly did a great job of filling me up. Hopefully you won’t be too afraid to challenge me again, after you reform. I wouldn’t mind another free meal.” the little fish added, before closing his eyes and sighing blissfully once more; those muffled words of his being the last thing that reached your ears before consciousness finally slipped away.