"I don't wanna die." Of course you said it. You were about to be eaten. You may not have been a predator, but you knew what stomachs did. It was going to churn you into nutrients and nourish the strange rabbit with your form. You'd plumpen him, fuel him and satisfy him, getting erased in the process.

You expected him to kiss you again, to snuggle you close, to rub the places that felt so good. It's how he got you in this position. The little thing was quite strong, but he hadn't used his might to overpower you. He'd used his charm. He was a very sensual creature. Both of his ears were like snake tails, weaving and brushing along your exposed body. He was fond of kisses, pressing his plush, drool-soaked lips to yours and squishing his belly against you. All the while he whispered about how special you were, how much he loved you...how much he NEEDED you.

But when you spoke, he giggled. He reached out and poked your nose, like you were a child who simply didn't understand. He playfully chided you, insisting little sweethearts never undersood until they were snuggled away. There was no death. Not inside him. Your body would become part of him. Part of that warm, downy form that had pressed and rubbed itself against you, getting you as familiar with its shape as you were with your own.

And yet, you were more than your body. There was something else. That spark of essence. The thing that turned a mass of various cells into 'you'. Your soul. He had a special plan for that. He'd eat that all up too. Once your body churned away, your soul would be snuggled in his softness, surrounded by his possessive gut forever. You would be safe. A precious, cherished little friend, forever swaying inside him.

It was what he always did. He was greedy, he explained. Cute things, friendly things, things he didn't want to let the world harm, all found their way past his grinning lips. Some moaned, some screamed, but all were given a squishy eternity in his warmth. You could feel his breath washing over you and feel the intense warmth of his body through his fur. He promised he'd take care of you. You wouldn't even miss the outside world. There would be only pleasure...and you'd be a part of the body that you couldn't resist. Ascended to greatness.

You had so many questions. How many were really in there? Would you be able to talk to him? What if you changed your mind? How was he so sure about this soul thing? What if he was wrong and that churns away with the rest of you? Could you refuse? Why couldn't you just promise to stay with him? Did he really have to...eat you?

You had so many questions. But staring into that gullet, it was like the bunnt had already started consuming you. He'd begun with your willpower. It was already deep, deep inside him. And you knew the rest of you would follow soon.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Having a place you belonged. Being part of...that...

I love this piece so so so much!  Tanio drew this amazing picture of Vurga and I love him forever. <3