Hundreds of women gazed intently at the auction stand, many had made bids on slaves, some had even successfully bought a few girls, but it was the final buy that had everyone enraptured. A grinning neko woman pulled her mic close to her mouth with a demented grin.
"And now, for the one you've all been waiting for. The chance to be the first woman ever to eat a man!" she bellowed the words with glee. Every woman in the room lit up with excitement.
"Most of you have probably never even seen one of these strange weirdos. They don't have magnificent boobs like us." the host ran her free hand up her ample chest with a smile. "Some of you might have only seen the occasional picture of what are known as the avatars of Voreose. That's the closest thing we have to them here on Incaro. But Thanks to that delightful ball of freaky shit called Earth, we have a man from that world who leapt at the chance to wind up on your plates." the neko snapped her fingers, the click echoing through the auditorium, everyone waited with bated breath for the sight of their life. The lights shot to the curtained stage, the room so silent a pin drop would have been heard. The red velvet curtains flew open revealing the human. Just as the host had said, he had a mostly flat chest lacking the large boobs that were so normal for everyone who lived on Incro, his hips were wider than most women's, his muscles were more pronounced but not as large as something like an oni or jotun. He was tall for a human at six foot three. He had short brown hair, pale skin and green eyes that darted around the room, gazing at all the women.
"Welcome, you weird freak. ready to wind up someone's meal?" the host cackled.
The man gulped nervously "Ye...yes" a thick British accent
"Awe, that's cute, he's nervous." the catgirl tittered.
"Why's her voice so weird!" a voice from the crowd shouted.
"HIS. And that's one of the weird things about men, they have much deeper voices. I know it freaked us out too when we heard him speak. And that accent, never heard anything like that before." the host replied.
"So, before our lovely ladies in the audience start throwing money and maybe fists if things get rowdy, why don't we get your name before people start calling you snack or dinner?" the cat teased.
"Too late!" a woman from the crowd called much to the amusement of many others in the room.
The man blushed timidly before leaning into the mic "Elliot,"
The neko's face scrunched at the name. "You humans have weird names. Anyway. Since this slave is a one of a kind, let's start the bidding at fifty thousand slakes." the host called.
The room erupted into frantic bids, the price shooting up by the thousand per shout.
"SIXTY THOUSAND!"
"SIXTY FIVE!"
"SEVENTY"
"SCREW THAT! EIGHTY!"
"ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND!

The numbers shot up and up before most of the attendants had to drop out of the auction.
"Two hundred thousand." a towering eight-foot Jiva dragon. Her blue skin glowing in the dark room, six bright orange eyes fixed on her desired treasure.
"Two hundred thousand? Do I hear Two hundred ten?" the room was silent for a moment before someone raised their paddle, a centaur with a long red ponytail that reached her knees glared at the dragon.
"I have no intention of losing to some alien dragon." she huffed.
"That human is rare. That's enough reason for me to throw as much gold at that annoying cat as needed." the dragon hissed, a set of four fluffy blue wings fluttering behind her. The crowd parted, most knowing how heated slave auctions could get when would-be buyers got competitive.
"I'm not annoying, am I?" the host whined weakly.
"Two-forty." a vampire cooed, rising to meet the angry glare of her new rivals, her height dwarfing even the Jiva dragon at nine feet.
"I have quite the wealth myself, and that," she pointed at the young man, "that's a nice and exotic."
The three women began shouting out larger numbers.

"Three hundred forty thousand!" the alien dragon bellowed, her voice quivered nervously, the vampire and centaur both looked at the floor dejectedly.
"Going once." the cat called.
"Going twice!!"
"Four hundred!" a voice from the crowd called, the room fell silent as the fluffy dragon turned with a look of horror to the woman who made the bid. Revealing an elegant short woman with caramel-coloured skin, long dark hair, a snug-fitting black blazer and a pair of black feathered velociraptor legs, feathers emerging from the sleeve of her coat.
"Four hundred thousand." the raptor woman repeated, the words echoing through the room.
The host looked around for anyone willing to match the number. No one raised their paddle, no one spoke.
"Going once," she called.
"Going twice."
"Sold to the Raptor in the suit."
The dinosaur woman trotted up to her newly bought human, her cold yellow eyes looking him up and down, her talons clacked against the floor as she moved. She motioned to the door aggressively.
"Let's go. Our master is waiting to see what she paid for."

Elliot watched as the large limbo he and the raptor woman rode in drove out of the city, allowing him to truly take in the sight of the new world he found himself. The city was surrounded by a wall that blocked out all but the tallest buildings. Rolling fields of tall grass that a human could get lost in easily. Trees taller than buildings in his own world, enormous mushrooms just as large, a mountain that reached past the clouds.
The trip was long and silent, any attempt at conversation was ignored by the dinosaur woman until they arrived at a large manner. Several women of varying species tended to the large home. A naga coiled slithered about the roof, a towering giant of a woman with blue skin pulled branches from a tree effortlessly, a harpy danced around a garden, the plants growing and blooming with every movement.
"Huge," Elliot muttered in disbelief as he gazed at the giant, more than fifteen feet of muscular woman who still somehow looked thin, she dwarfed the tree she tended to.
"Is that Lady Albina?" he asked excitedly. The raptor burst into a fit of hysteric laughter.
"No. That's her landscaper, Frey. A nice enough girl. She ran into financial trouble, due to her size she broke things easily and quickly wound up in debt she couldn't pay off. She took the choice to become a slave to pay off her debt. She's a bit too big for the manner but she's got a nice place she made not far from it, and she loves the fresh air of the countryside." the raptor smiled, the first soft expression since he'd met her.
The two crawled from the vehicle, the air heavy and dizzying for the human.
"This way, freak." the raptor snarled her cold demeanour back once more.
"Krida! I told you to be nice!" a soft voice called making the dinosaur woman jump in surprise. Elliot turned to the source of the voice, finding a short girl only about four feet tall, four arms, two were crossed in annoyance, one rested on her hip and one pointed at the dinosaur. Large brown eyes glared at the nervous girl, a set of large wings twitched behind her like a cape. Yellow and black striped fluff covered each limb up to the joint, a large thorax at her rear and a pair of antennas emerging out of her short golden hair.
"Lady Albina!" the raptor smiled despite her scolding, her large feathered tail swaying excitedly.
"Krida," the bee pointed down, the well-dressed woman crouched down to be at eye level with the bee. The bee sprung forward, pulling on the dinosaur's cheeks angrily.
"Em sworwy" Krida whined, her smile never vanishing.
"Lady Albina?" Elliot peeked around nervously.
"That's me," she replied with a smile, releasing the raptor's cheeks and sending her staggering back. "Wow, you're even bigger than Krida said. The bee scampered over to him excitedly, her eyes darting over the human.
"Where are your boobs? You really don't have them? That has to suck. What do you play with while masturbating?" the bee fired out, her hands running across the human excitedly.
"Master, breath." Krida sighed.
"Right, thank you. So, what's your name? As Krida probably told you, I'm Albina, your new owner. I'm really excited to meet you, and really looking forward to seeing how you taste. I'm excited to be the first person possibly on all of Incaro to eat a male." she beamed.
"Not to be rude, but you're really small. I don't think you're going to be able to eat me." Elliot spoke up at last. He had barely finished his words before the women around him all burst into mad laughter.
"Sweety, size doesn't mean that much when it's only two or three feet in our world. But even if it did, Master has even eaten me before." the towering giantess giggled.
"What!? But you're so big?!" he gasped.
"She's eaten all of us. She takes good care of us like that." the naga slithered down with a smile.
"Wait, she's eaten all of you before? How are any of you alive?" he blurted out.
"Huh? Of course, they're alive. It wouldn't be good to spend so much money on them if I was just going to eat them once and that's it. It would be a waste for them too. And you still never gave me your name!" Albina chimed, her tone changing suddenly from a wounded cheerfulness to caring softness to annoyance that she still didn't know his name.
"Sorry. My name is Elliot. It's a pleasure to meet you...um...how should I address you?"
Albina narrowed her eyes, she leaned into the human "What's your real name."
"That...that is my name."
"Lies!" the bee chimed.
"Lady Albina! Don't be rude. That really is its name." the raptor broke in.
"Whaaa? But that's not a name. What next, dan, kyle? Those are obviously fake names. No parent would be so cruel as to name their daughter that."
"While I agree, within their world all three of those names are real and common."
Albina's face crinkled at the thought. "Weird. Ah, right. Tosh, can you take him and have him cleaned up and made ready for dinner? I'm looking forward to see what he tastes like."
"Of course Mistress." the naga sprung down and led the young man into the manner.

Albina sat at the long dinner table, a dozen different women all joining her, all of them watching with bated breath as the naga brought Elliot out in nothing more than his underwear. His body coated in sweat, his chest heaving with every breath.
"I made sure he spent some time steaming to really bring out the flavour, and I applied the spell so feel free to enjoy him to his fullest master." the naga beamed happily. The small bee scampered over to her meal excitedly, her eyes darting over the male.
"Are you ready, Elliot?" she rasped, he nodded nervously.
"Now, before I start eating you, I do intend to digest you, I made sure Tosh placed a resurrection spell on you, but, this is the first time it's ever been used on someone like you. So it's possible it might not work or could have side effects. So, if you don't want to take that risk, I don't have to digest you. I can let you out." Albina spoke softly, her large gentle brown eyes gazing up at the human.
"It would be a pleasure to be digested by you." the human replied, taking one of her tiny hands in his and raising it up to kiss it. He watched as Albina pulled a small bottle from her pocket, she motioned for the human to crouch down, which he obeyed. She squirted the bottle over the human's body, honey poured over the man, sticking to his sweaty skin.
"Sorry, I love to add my honey to all my meals, it makes everything taste better." her face blushed excitedly as she fluttered into the air. Elliot watched as her jaws snapped open, saliva dripping across his face as he gazed down her throat.
"Finally. It's happening." he gulped excitedly. Her jaws clamped shut around his head, her mouth gliding over his shoulders. Her tongue dragged across his moist skin savouring the mix of salty and sweet flesh. Her teeth scraped across his toned body. The human couldn't believe how quickly she crossed his body, in just a few moments she was already reaching his chest, her teeth flicking his nipples as she sped across him. The audience of women watched as their beloved master did what had never been done in the world's history. Some of them watched as the man's defined muscles vanished between her lips, some stared at him as an oddity, wondering why his body was so similar and yet so different, Krida stared in barely hidden contempt all the while wishing that it were her in her master's mouth. Elliot's body fluttered as he was dragged off the ground, his legs fell limply before being raised above him. The tiny bee's jaws slurping greedily across his midriff, his hips stopped her for a minute, one of her hands poking them and running across the bone before swallowing them down.
"So fast." he moaned weakly, struggling to push his body into a comfortable position. His eyes had barely had a chance to adjust to the darkness of the cramped gut, the massaging tightness of her throat squeezing across his legs as he squirmed. He looked around the warm stomach, surprised that there was no acid in it yet, nor did he feel light-headed or lacking in air. The flesh soft and supple under his hands, he couldn't help but squeeze the rippling flesh that enveloped him, an action that sent his new master fluttering wildly and him tumbling about the stomach. Albina quickly inhaled the last of him, his feet slipping down her gullet as she slammed to the ground with a sigh.


"So, how did it taste master?"
"She was so strange, all the best parts were missing? Is that normal for those...what are they called again?"
"Man, I think that's the term. But, I do agree, his boobs were so small, and they looked like they were all muscle. Talk about gross."
The bee held up a hand to silence her servants as her cheeks puffed out. She let out a thunderous belch in the face of one of her gleeful slaves. She couldn't help but smile as she watched their faces light up at her gas, one even swooning.
"Now. How did he taste..." she placed a hand on her chin as she tried to think of how best to describe him, "Gamey, he was more muscular than most women other than the larger species, that really affected his taste and texture. He also tasted a bit greasy. Some parts were really weird, like his hips, they were really boney, lacking in the nice soft flesh I like to chew, and those boobs, or lack thereof, were a travesty. They were unlike any boobs I've ever eaten. They were rough and rather tasteless. No sweet creamy milky mounds." the girls gasped in horror at her words, "Not what I was expecting."
"Understood Mam. I will tell Tosh she doesn't need to worry about reviving him. If he can't even be a good meal, he was a waste of-" Krida began but was quickly cut off by her master smacking her on the head.
"We are not letting him stay digested just because he tasted weird! Besides, he tasted strange but not bad. Now, stop being so jealous." Albina snapped.
The raptor hung her head weakly, "Yes, master."
"He tasted strange, but I could see myself eating him again as a treat. A nice strange delicacy." Albina responded.

Inside the stomach, Elliot heard the muffled conversation but none of the specifics. His mind focused on the rippling flesh, the waves of stomach acid as it began to fill the gut. Every wave of acid sent euphoric shudders across the young man's body. He moaned in bliss as the acid made every pleasurable sensation amplified in a way he never expected.
"Amazing! This feels even better than I dreamed. Yes! Digest me! Make me part of you." the human cried in lustful glee unaware his body was already beginning to break down. Not once as he digested did he feel pain.
"Hey! Wake up!" Krida's voice called out, the young man's mind reeled as he felt something pulling him up into the air. Visions of a being unlike anything he'd ever seen before flashed before him.
"Shame. I was hoping to talk to you some more. Oh well, next time." the being chuckled in multiple voices, some high and soft, others low and menacing. The being waved playfully. Light flooded Elliot's eyes suddenly, cold air rushed across his body, cold hardwood contrasting the last thing he felt being the warm soft flesh, voices murmured around him, but none of them were clear.
"What? Where?" he rasped weakly.
"Go tell Lady Albina we got the idiot finally!" Krida's voice tore through the haze, followed by a smack to the head that parted the mental fog.
"Hey dummy wake up already! You've been napping in Lady Albina for over a week." the raptor's annoyed voice helped pull Elliot out of his mental haze, his eyes slowly adjusting to the bright lights of a bedroom. Soft clicking echoed like thunder, four tiny soft hands took his in them.
"There you are. I was worried we weren't going to be able to revive you, it's never taken that long. I wonder if it's because you're a man. Well either way I'm glad to see you again El...eh that name still sounds fake." Albina's soft considerate tone turned to a wincing pain as she struggled to say his name. He couldn't help but chuckle.
"My master is pretty cute. I think I'm going to like it here." he thought to himself.

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a sort of gift for good old Elliotalien08. He was a good friend during some really stressful moments where I needed a shoulder to lean on, been one of my main commissioners and just a great friend. So I decided to make this, using totally legit oc based off no real people living or dead I swear, and his favorite monster girl.

Here we have a guy from our world who agrees to be sold in a slave auction, but who will get the honor of being the first woman in the planet's history to eat a man? well that remains to be seen.
I also tried to do a bit of world building with this, like the fact we see a few races we haven't seen before, like aliens and dinogirls. Don't expect aliens to be a supper common one but I do intend to use them more and explain how they exist in the series.