this is a story for the famous and delicious  Hida this is sort of a spiritual sequel to my most recent story.

More vore/ digestion than that one though, enjoy!!!!!!!!

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Cereal and Hida

Hida slept deeply, despite his fruity scented confines. Around him were small loops, flavored with intergalactic confections. Yet, that didn’t stop them from all tasting the same. There were small marshmallows mixed in with it all. He worked in the factory that packaged the cereal, but he fell asleep on the job. One thing led to another and he ended up packaged, everything else placed in there as food. He hugged and cuddled on the marshmallow next to him, sucking on it in his sleep, enjoying it’s sweet flavor.
Leif on the other hand, slept peacefully as well in his normal bed. He cuddled Ester for a moment as he eased himself from sleep. His eyes opened and he noticed that she was powered down. She would be for at least another hour, Leif concluded as he checked the clock. He yawned loudly and stepped out from the bed. He slipped on some pajamas, in a grog from last night, which involved copious amounts of drinking. His head throbbed the moment he sat up. Leif rubbed his temples (or the turian equivalent) and walked to the bathroom, picking up his sunglasses and swallowing some painkillers. The pills worked fast, and soon the daylight became slowly bearable. He looked on the bottle and read the “take with food” label. He rolled his eyes and decided to head to the kitchen, to make some quick breakfast.
Leif passed Ty’s room. He looked inside to see Ty in an embarrassing pose, his legs sprawled and his thumb in his mouth. Leif snapped a quick picture from his omnitool and continued on to the kitchen. He eased the dimer lights up and winced at the brightness. He shrugged it off and began looking around. He was too impatient for pancakes, but wanted something more flavorful than plain toast. Cereal it is. Leif opened the cabinet where there was an unopened box that he bought with Ty yesterday. He was gentle, mostly due to his dazed state. This prevented little Hida from waking up. He opened the box and inhaled deeply as the sealed scents wafted from it. He was so engrossed he didn’t notice the little dragon inside, slumbering. He grabbed the bowl and milk, setting everything on the table. He followed the same process as mindlessly as anyone does as they fill a cereal bowl, dumping the contents and jarring little Hida awake.
Hida frantically skittered beneath all the circular treats and marshmallows as he struggled to the top, in time to see a turian absentmindedly about to pour milk over him. He froze in fear. Not again, he thought. Leif poured the milk, but only with a few drops emptied out into the bowl. Leif sighed in annoyance while Hida sighed in relief.
“Good thing I have an extra carton.” Leif said, making Hida meep in fear. Leif hated that feeling of pouring cereal but not having milk. Who doesn’t? It’s why he always has an extra carton. Leif grabbed it and poured over the cereal, stirring hida down to the bottom and drowning out any protest he had. He then took out his special spoon, golden in color. He smiled at himself in the reflection, still with the sunglasses on. Leif looked directly at the bowl, but the darker sunglasses made poor Hida blend perfectly with the other loops. Hida was about to speak up, but he saw that his mouth was shut by a fruity loop over his muzzle. He struggled to open his mouth since it was stuck. He clawed at it, but with little avail. He stopped as he saw the golden spoon dip into the bowl, and lifted a whole bunch. He watched in fear as the spoon disappeared between Leif’s lips, to reappear as empty. A small trail of droll followed, a little stagnant since he just woke up. He began to chew with a few crunches, terrifying Hida, and making him jump as Leif swallowed with a loud, wet gulp. He continued to quiver, the milk vibrating in the bowl around him. He could do nothing as the spoon dipped again, this time beneath him. He went up, feeling like he was on an elevator. The “elevator” stopped right before Leif’s maw.
Hida was treated with a view of the inside of Leif’s maw. It was elongated, with sharp teeth on the top and bottom jaws along the sides. The flesh was wet and coated in saliva. It pulsed with the subtle movements of Leif’s body. Hida could smell the turian halitosis and winced at it, squirming slightly in the spoon, but could do nothing as it grew in size rapidly, sealing Hida in Leif’s maw. He froze as the teeth came down around him, afraid that any movement might have… more violent effects. All around Hida was a wet, puddly and moist cavern. He could feel the tongue beneath him and it would seep out saliva over his hand. On the roof of the mouth, small dribbles of saliva would roll over his wings. Or, at least it would be small for Leif. For Hida, it was like getting buckets of a thick, almost mucus like substance. Small crumbs are moistening as they stick to the drool.
He could only do his best as he slid away from the crunching loops stuck between the sharp teeth. Eventually, he sat in a mush atop the tongue. It twitched and moved slightly, slowly pilling him back into the turian’s throat. He looked down the pulsing tunnel as he began to tip over the precipice. He turned aroung to try to dive out, his panicked cries muffled by his closed mouth as Leif swallowed poor Hida whole. He slid downwards tail first. He squirmed hard in Leif’s purple throat as a bulge appeared in his neck.
Outside, a small bulge appeared on Leif’s throat with another gulping noise. Leif moaned in pleasure as he enjoyed the feeling of the morsel traveling down his throat. He raised his hand to feel it and noticed a more solid feeling in there, but it quickly disappeared as Hida descended into Leif’s stomach. He didn’t bother to pay it any attention and went to get ready for the day.
Inside Leif’s esophagus, Hida squelched and squirmed into Leif’s muscles. Mush surrounded him as he was pulsed downward into Leif’s insides. His tail began to press against the cardiac valve of the turian stomach, soon sliding down with the rest of his body with a wet splattering sound.
Hida looked around him, frowning at the overall negative situation. He could see strands of saliva stretching from wall to wall inside of the stomach. The stands would vary in length as the muscle would gently flex around Hida. He sat in the chyme of cereal. It was slightly chunky. Hida sighed at his predicament, and began to pat at the stomach walls, trying to get Leif’s attention. Leif swallowed another bite when he noticed a small flutter of movement in his stomach. He shrugged it off, sometimes, if he drinks heavily at the same time as eating someone, they can last the whole night inside him, but it seemed that little human he ate earlier still had some kick in him. A lot actually, especially considering he spent eight hours digesting. Leif decided to ignore it and continue to eat.
Meanwhile, Hida felt a sludge spill over his body as more cereal joins him inside Leif’s stomach. He sloshed about inside the belly, struggling against the sloppy food and saliva. It continued to fill up, as Leif ate. Soon, with the mushed substance at his chest, Hida resigned as food and laid, mournfully, against the churning stomach wall, sniffling in self-pity. The stomach didn’t care, it continued to gurgle and groan as digestive juices began to sink in around the poor dragon.
Leif finished his cereal, chugging the rest of the milk and covering Hida in the liquid. He grumbled and squirmed in the liquid, softening as he continued to digest inside Leif. Leif stood up and rubbed his stomach, enjoying the meal and smiling. What a tasty breakfast. Leif thought. He was completely unaware of Hida turning to mush inside his churning gut. With each churn, a loud gurgle was heard. Leif laid back in bed to relax. He smiled and hugged Ester, while Hida gave in to the gastric juices, turning to mush as another bit of meat for Leif.