Lydia Streams Her Lunch: Part 2 (Patreon Exclusive)

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Featuring Lydia ( https://toyhou.se/11271229.lydia) and Sebastian ( https://toyhou.se/26303048.sebastian ).

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“I’ll let the chat vote.”  Lydia smirked and put a poll into her stream.  “You all can decide whether Sebastian digests, or whether I spit him out.  His fate is in your hands~!”

The votes came pouring in.  Soon, the decision was clear: Sebastian would digest in the streamer’s stomach.

“Looks like you’re gonna get broken down, food!” Lydia said, poking her belly.  “You ready in there?”

“Oh yeah,” Sebastian said eagerly.  He had actually been hoping he’d get to digest, actually. . .

“Good.  Then let’s get started~!”

The dog concentrated for a moment, and a second later, juices began dripping from her belly walls, splashing on her prey and pooling at the bottom of the belly, filling up the space until it reached Sebastian’s hips.  Everything that was submerged in the liquids felt very tingly, and the otter grinned.  This was digestion taking place. . . He was excited to experience it.

The belly let out a loud, loud gurgle, and then the process continued.  More juices fell from the walls, and the pool got bigger, growing until it reached his stomach this time.  Sebastian savored the strange feeling as Lydia’s stomach acids digested him alive.  They weren’t digging hard into his skin, simply slowly wearing away at him.  It almost felt relaxing, in its own way. . . And he was starting to feel quite sleepy. . .

Lydia ran a hand across her stomach and smiled, turning to the chat.  “I bet you wish you were all in there with him,” she teased her viewers.  “Someday, my lovelies.  Someday. . .”

The gut grumbled again, and more fluids fell.  This time, they went up until they reached his chest.  Sebastian felt his body getting even more exhausted, and he gave in to the wave of tiredness that washed over him.  The otter passed out then and there inside of Lydia’s belly.

The pink dog felt her prey slump over inside of her.  “Looks like he’s fallen unconscious--now the real work can begin,” she said, grinning at her audience.  “Let’s relax while he digests. . .”

As the night went on, Sebastian’s body got broken down more and more, until it was slosh inside of the dog’s hungry gut.  Once he was fully digested, the regeneration pad next to Lydia’s bed began to glow, and the otter reformed.

Sebastian blinked, feeling confused.  Where was he?  And what had happened last night--?

Everything hit him like a wave, and he looked around.  His eyes landed on Lydia, and he walked up to her, blushing.  “Did we. . . Did /you/. . .?!” he asked.

The dog nodded.  ‘Yep.  I ate you alright!” she exclaimed, grinning at him.  The pink dog patted her stomach.  “You’re still digesting away in there, cutie, nothing but slosh. . .”  She gestured to the screen.  “I must say, my audience really enjoyed it.”

Sebastian smiled.  “That’s good.  I hope I was a good meal.”

“You were a /great/ meal,” Lydia corrected him, smiling.  “Now, want to rub my belly?”

The otter’s eyes lit up.  “Would I ever!”

And so he rubbed her stomach as the audience watched.  What shenanigans would they do next time, he wondered?  Only time would tell.