This is my part of a trade with  Fireskythepeachangel with their characters Dorumon the digimon and Reave the robotic canine

Reave wants to go for a walk, Dorumon wants to stay home, the canine will get her way no matter what.
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On a peaceful afternoon, with the sun still up and people awake, a nonbinary digimon named Dorumon was happily watching TV in the living room, sitting on the couch with a bowl of popcorn on his side. He’s a bit lazy sometimes but likes to enjoy the outdoors when he feels like it. While enjoying his time, a nonbinary robotic canine named Reave enters the house through the doggy door. She was coming from the backyard, playing around like any other dog. The robot joins the digimon in the living room as Reave checks out what Dorumon is doing. “Being lazy again?” Reave says as the canine hops on the couch. She’s about twice as big as Dorumon so the robotic dog would mostly take up the space of the couch.

Dorumon looks back at Reave and they just roll their eyes at her. “I mean, nothing I can do really.” The digimon says as they lean back on the couch and continue watching television. It’s a movie that Dorumon didn’t know or like, they just wanted something on.

She wasn’t sure if he was joking or not. It’s a beautiful day outside and with them on the couch being lazy and all, it’s just a waste of time. “Oh come on, you can take me for a walk. It’s nice out.” The canine says with an idea already in her head.

The digimon didn’t feel like it nor wanted to. Even if so they would pass out quickly if she were going at a faster pace than him. “No thanks, I’m good.” They decline, avoiding anything that involves exercise.

Reave lets out a soft growl, right in his face and says, “I wasn’t asking.” A smirk on her face tells him that she’s playing, but that growl shows that she’s serious. Dorumon wanted to act all tough and mean to their canine. Though with her size being bigger than themself, it’s impossible to. “But hey, I can get my way. Just say no one more time.”

Now this means trouble for the digamon. Could they get out of this situation or find out what she means by getting her way? They were getting curious, a bit too exploring into the depths of taking a risk. “Alrighty, no.” And they said it, right in front of her face.

She doesn’t get angry, nor lets out any growls. “Heh, knew you'd say that.” All of the sudden, Reave pounces on the digimon onto the floor, pinning their arms down.

“H-hey! Let me go!” Dorumon cries out as they try to squirm and move around. “I’m sorry! I’ll take you for a walk!” They then apologize, hoping she would change her mind into whatever she’s planning to do with then,

“Ha! It’s too late!” Just then, Reave opens her maw widely before plunging into Dorumon’s head, devouring it. Even when they squirm around, it doesn’t stop the canine from shoving more into her throat. Her paws do the work of pulling them in, trapping their hands into her mouth. Swallowing, Reave lifts them in the air, as they are smaller than the canine herself, and gulps down their torso. As she swallowed more and more, only Dorumon’s feet were the only ones left before they gulped down her throat and into her swollen and squirming gut. “Ahhhhh….don’t you taste delicious.” She says, sticking her tongue out and a small belch leaves her throat.

Kicking around, Dorumon screams out, “Spit me out, I’m not food!” They weren’t ready to be digested into canine fat for Reave.

Reave laughs as she thought of that as a joke. “Oh relax, I’m just taking you for a walk. In my belly of course.” Walking to the front door with her belly sloshing side to side, she uses her mouth to open the door and walk out. “I’ll let you out when we’re done. Just sit tight and enjoy the warmth of my belly.” Reave hops on the sidewalk of the neighborhood they live in. With the day being nice and warm enough to walk, Reave starts her journey on the sidewalk, getting the exercise she needs while carrying her friend, just like she would always do. She could have asked them to ride on her back during the walk, but she needed a nice bloated belly. So it’s a win-win for her. As for Dorumon, they just wish they actually watched TV and knew what movie they were watching.