Here is the obligatory vorish version of the previous story because imma weird bastard. Again, this is non-canon so read without regrets.

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“Come on Korin! We’re almost to the hotel room!” William said from his spot in Korin’s cowl. Currently, the female turian was carting several bags in her arms, groaning at their contents which weighed a ton to her, and literal tons for Will.
“Will, I encourage you to stop encouraging me!” She managed to croak out “ Why was it bad idea to make two trips again?” Korin asked.
“Two trips are for pansies.” Will said with a mock, badass growl, as if he was Jean Claude van Dame. Korin rolled her eyes and dropped the bags, using the digital key on her omnitool to open the door before moving inside to set them off to the side of the table in the cheap hotel spinning chair. They charge huge rates yet can’t afford good furniture? Korin thought to herself. Bastards!
Currently, William and Korin were on holiday on Earth, in celebration for a holiday called “independence day.” Korin didn’t understand why this holiday was still in practice, especially since North America and many human nations were now unified into the Alliance. She dismissed that thought though when she noticed how they celebrated it. She examined some of humanity’s primitive explosives, up scaled for aliens such as herself, as well as the hotel itself. William had some family that owned land next to a lake. That same lake hosted a small Independence Day celebration for passing aliens sponsored by a human culture organization called Personnes de Terre. It was primarily a French group that quickly spread across the galaxy. Will’s family were members of that group and organized everything, making it a low key social event desirable by anyone who heard about it. Naturally, it looked like a good date opportunity.
“I’m liking this holiday more and more now!” Korin said, as she held something called “artillery shells,” which looked like balls with strings attached to them. They came with a tube, covered in alliance colors. “It’s a bit primitive though, wouldn’t you say?”
“It keeps in the spirit of the holiday, plus it’s cheap to make.” Will admired the size of the artillery shells, similar in size to an actual cannon compared to himself. It was bigger than his body! Korin merely shrugged at this and prepared for the evening. She wore an outfit that was partially dressy, partially casual. This was because they’d be spending their time outside this whole evening, but she still wanted to make an impression.
William was a little different. He elected to wear a blue flannel shirt and denim jeans. The shirt itself was odd because it had some small burn markings on its sides, not enough to do any damage aside from cosmetic appearances. Korin raised an eyebrow and asked little William the story behind his tattered shirt.
“Oh this old thing? It’s my lucky charm!” He elaborated with a grin. “I was out one year in the fourth of July when a rocket was knocked over. It hit me square on the chest, but my shirt protected me. It wouldn’t have been much of a big deal, but the idiots using them accidentally put white phosphorus in their homemade fireworks.”
Korin’s raised her eyebrows, interested in Will’s story. She knew humans had a sensitivity to burning white phosphorous since their skin wasn’t thick at all. Turians could withstand it because of their heat resistant hides. It prevented the fire from penetrating their skin and poisoning their blood with the substance, not that it would harm them anyways. Their chemistry makes it so that they can absorb it harmlessly.
“I had no idea you were superstitious.” Korin said as she touched up her new facial markings. Her family had recently changed their colors due to an influential marriage between her brother and his husband Fazik, and she was definitely willing to oblige. She loved the new, golden color.
“Really? I throw salt over my shoulder every time I spill it. Remember how much I swore when I broke the mirror?” William called up to Korin.
“Huh.” Korin shrugged and an idea appeared into her mind, as if by magic. She went over to the table, which had a glass, spherical, paper weight. She waved it around in her hand and did sime strange gestures with her other, as if manipulating the supernatural energy around it. She was also imitating ominous music with her voice at the same time.
“OOOOOooooooo, I’m looking into your fuuuuuutuureeeeee.” She said, bringing herself close to Will on the table. Will merely sighed in response.
“Why did I ever tell you about human psychics?” William said, his face resting in his hand as he tried to ignore the turian making a fool of herself in front of him.
“I see… gold. A great deal of gold. I also see a moist cavern around you, that shifts and bends like the nebulas themselves! I also see… the chewed remains of cookout food!” Korin set the ball on the table and snatched up Will, bringing him to her face as she licked her lips hungrily. “Well, I guess the crystal ball is always right! Best fulfil the prophecy.”
Korin brought William close to her mouth, licking her lips and opening wide. Inside, she revealed her newly colored flesh. It had a slight glow to it in the brightness of the yellow. Korin recently had it changed to go with her new facial markings. Plus, William admitted that his favorite color was this yellow/gold tint and she couldn’t resist the opportunity to tempt her boyfriend even more. She breathed deeply over him, showering the human in that musky turian breath as it hinted at her many past meals, which William would be acquainted with some day.
“Korin, as much as I love doing this, I’d rather not be late to the event.” William said blissfully as the heat soothed his meek body, which practically begged Korin to devour him on the spot.
“Oh, you’re no fun.” Korin said playfully as she kissed his face and ducked into the bathroom to finish getting ready.

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William and Korin arrived at the lake a few hours later. The humid and hot feeling of Earth was actually slightly soothing to Korin, who was naturally adapted to live on Palaven, rendering Earth’s pathetic heat as insignificant. William, however, sweated a little at it, but he cooled himself with an apparatus on his omnitool. They stepped out of a shuttle that carted them to the site, along with several aliens. Many had human companions, likely as their guides on Earth or additives for dinner. Will pointed to the cabin for them to go to. It wasn’t so much a cabin as a metallic prefab unit that was sized for the aliens, but they still called it a cabin. The building itself was large, but not too populated. This was because the event itself was not too popular. On the table were platters of snack foods and drinks. William pointed at the small bowl on the table which contained some human sized snacks, asking for Korin to grab him one. She grabbed him a bowl of potato chips and a soda for herself. William sat in Korin;s cowl, listening to her swallow down some of the drink. He smiled and munched on the chips as they all socialized.
“Well howdy Will! Is this your friend honey bun here?” Will’s aunt, Jessie called out to the titan before her. She always had that thick southern accent and wore a hat with cowboy boots. It was kind of annoying but he got used to it.
“Korin, meet Aunt Jessie, she likes getting called Jes. She’s in charge of all this.” Will gestured around the room, referring to the event.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Jes!” Korin reached her hand down, holding out her talon to shake. Jes took it with great vigor, despite its size.
“Pleasure is all mine sugar, glad you two could come! Well, you arrived just on time, I just finished setting up some fireworks. Care to see?” The pair nodded and followed Jes out, where a small array was set up, pointing to the sky. There was a proud looking human next to it. Jes took out her lighter and set the fuse ablaze. It sizzled its way to the tube and went inside. They all waited a moment before the tube flashed and it shot up.
Unfortunately, since it was a human sized, it only went up to eye level for Korin, exploding pathetically and fizzling out quickly. It was kind of obvious that Korin found it underwhelming and was a little embarrassed by it.
“Hot damn, I guess it wouldn’t be as entertaining for you as I thought!” Jes said with a laugh. “Good thing ya’ll brought those!” She pointed at the alien sized fireworks in Korin’s hand and the smiled. Meanwhile, the human from earlier frustrated kicked at his set up, since it was borderline useless.

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They watched as the rockets blazed across the sky, shining bright colors and altering the very night sky in their blaze. Massive figures were made in crude shapes of various images, such as a bald eagle, an alliance flag, and Saturn… for whatever reason. They all sat in awe as each thunderous wave washed over them. Korin looked at her small human, silently thanking him for all of this. She leaned in and kissed his face as he kissed back, with a massive heart exploding in the sky above them. The scent of black power was heavy and metallic, easing their minds into a calm state, despite the explosive chaos above. They sat like this for a while, just enjoying the quiet thunders.

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“Hot dogs are done!” Jes shouted out as a quarian cook said the same, his voice trumping hers and alerting everyone present. People got in line and the toasted buns and franks were distributed. Korin received three, since turians needed a little bit more than most other races. She smiled and thanked the Quarian, who’s visor was fogged up by the heat of the grill. She chuckled and drew a smiley face on it with her finger. The eyes of the quarian beneath were only slightly amused. She apologized awkwardly and left to get the condiments. Simple cheese and ketchup on the hot dogs were sufficient for her and she made her way to the table, setting everything in place. It was rather secluded table away from the crowd, which gave her the opportunity to enact on a subtle desire.
When everything was perfect for her, she took her human from her cowl, looking at him in the eye. William knew that look. She would give it to her prey right before she devoured them. It seemed that William would soon experience the same fate.
“Will, you know I love you, and this night was perfect… So I want to end it with a bang. May I…eat you?” There was no more teasing after this point, Korin was being honest and heartfelt, something that was often lost beneath the teasing of consumption. If he said yes now, then those teasing’s would instead be promises.
“Korin… I can’t think of a better way to end it. Go ahead then love.” Will said, hugging onto her face and enjoying the feeling of her warm skin beneath his own body. Korin held him there until she felt a swift change deep within her brain. She still loved Will, but she felt a certain lust for his flesh. When she looked at him, she began to salivate. She saw no point in delaying any longer and set him down on the table, stripping his clothes off and leaving him in his undergarments. Korin had her back to the rest of the people, protecting William from any further embarrassment. He blushed as the air felt cooler without his clothes on. She lowered him onto the paper plate, next to the frank making him watch as she grabbed one of the three.
Korin casually brought the hot dog to her mouth and bit into it, the juicy, kosher meat made a small squelch as she did so. She savored the taste of the meat as she slowly chewed it in her mouth, her saliva diluting the ketchup and breaking down the bread as her teeth tore the meat into wet chunks, soaking it in her saliva. When she grew bored with the bite, she swallowed it, her tongue pushing the moist slop to the back of her throat with a wet gulp that Will could hear. He saw her neck flex and a small bulge appear and disappear into her body. She looked at will and smiled, repeating the process, this time putting the rest inside her elongated mouth and chewing with loud, wet, smacks. She held her mouth open for Will to see inside as he panted with adrenaline and excitement. Korin swallowed again and patted her stomach.
“You’re next sweetheart.” Korin said, reaching out a hand to lift William up and lay him down on the frank. Ketchup covered the side of his body that touched it, while the cheese was slightly chilled as it had recently been removed from the cooler. Korin lifted the hot dog and brought it to her face, with Will’s feet pointing towards her mouth.
Korin licked her lips and smiled before opening her mouth to treat Will to the golden sight of her insides. Ketchup and bits of bread were strewn about inside her maw. Will pulled his legs back when he noticed that Korin wouldn’t be able to fit him in one whole bite if extended like he is. Her teeth came down upon the hot dog and cleaved it into two, with William resting on the half exposed to the outside world. Korin continued to chew at the bite, letting William see up close as it was swiftly turned to mush by her powerful jaws. She swallowed and bore no care that she was about to eat her boyfriend, inserting the rest of the hot dog into her mouth slowly. Her maw grew larger as Will approached it. It slowly went over his legs, chest and soon the lips passed his head as he looked out onto the world, becoming framed by her “lips” as the closed around him. Will glimpsed at one last firework going off as he was sealed inside her mouth, now separated from everything but Korin’s food and insides. Her tongue tasted over his body while pushing the food into the teeth. They began to masticate the food inside, as Korin chewed carefully so as not to harm her prey.
Once all was said and done, there was a slight pause in motion around William, but soon, the peace was interrupted as he was shoved back into the throat by the wet, spongey tongue. He slid in with a wet sloppy sound and a gulp, as the throat pressed on all of his sides. He was pushed down, pulse by pulse as the wet, gurgly sounds of Korin’s entrails grew in volume. Eventually, Will stopped at the stomach sphincter before being pushed in by a final, tough movement of peristalsis.
Will fell in, squelching with the hot dog bolus as it splashed into the liquidy substance around him. Will attempted to stand, finding it difficult to get a bearing inside his girlfriend’s stomach. The chunky slop was everywhere. Yet, the stomach was still, as digestion had yet to begin. Will smiled, but misstepped on a squishy chunk of meat on his way to one of the golden colored stomach walls. He ended up splashing into the slop again, his head brushing against the stomach wall. He grumbled a bit (as did Korin’s belly) and leaned against the gently moving mound of flesh. Saliva made the stomach walls appear to be shiny in color, which enhanced the glamor aspect of gold. There were some small blemishes in the form of chunky bits of food adorning various parts of Korin’s insides.
Will’s moment of peace was interrupted when a gulping sound was heard above him. After a few seconds, another “mouthful” of hot dog splashed into the stomach, adding to the pile. There was a pause, a series of gulps, and a small stream of the soda poring inside, stirring the chyme around Will and filling up to his chest. He smiled and snuggled against the stomach wall as the last of the meal joined him.
He waited for a few minutes, enjoying the smells of the food marinating in the digestive juices already present inside the stomach. Suddenly, everything was disrupted as Will’s environment began to sway and slosh, shaking up everything and revealing partially digested foods that were hidden beneath the ex-hot dogs. Will could see noodles around him, remains of their lunch. He wondered if there was anything left of the guy she ate earlier. Everything soon settled as Korin evidently sat down again. He listened to the gurgling noises and felt the stomach pick up the pace in its digestion. The churns were more powerful, sloshing him about as he was processed, like another morsel of meat inside the stomach. For all intents and purposes, he was!
Will heard a patting and rubbing sound from outside. It was Korin enjoying the feeling of her meal inside her. He could also hear her speak her final words to him.
“Thank you so much will. This was a fantastic night and you were such a delicious meal. Rest up little human, you have some digesting to do. I’ll take good care of you.” A small series of pats were heard as well as a contented sigh. Will happily closed his eyes and gave in to the digestive organ, with the gurgles growing in sound and the scent getting stronger. As Will melted down inside Korin, he could hear the continued booming of the fireworks until his form turned into a thick paste, sloshing with the rest of dinner.

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Korin sighed as she finished off her boyfriend, quickly devouring the rest of the meal after enjoying a moment of peace. With the meal tucked away behind her abdomen, she moved to a camp fire, watching in contentedness as the rockets glared across the sky, bursting in the air. Her stomach let out some gurgles as it began digesting her meal. She rested her hands on it and patted the stomach. She said some parting words to Will and smiled.
What a perfect night.