Some Ray Gun Fun

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“Come on, come on, it’s got to be around here somewhere!”
Pete ran through the house, the white cat’s eyes darting around as he tried to escape his green raptor friend Riley.  The two were currently engrossed in a game at the moment: Pete’s task was to find a ray gun Riley had hidden around the house, all the while trying to dodge the raptor.  If Pete found the ray gun, he could shrink down Riley and win by swallowing her.  But if Riley caught the cat first, she would get to swallow him down.  Both liked eating and being eaten—it was just a matter of who got to eat who.
“I caught ya!”  Riley lunged forward and grabbed Pete’s arm, stopping the cat from escaping.
“Aw man!” Pete exclaimed, putting on a pouty face.  “I was so close too, wasn’t I?”
The raptor laughed.  “If by ‘so close’ you mean ‘not even close’.  Let’s go over to the living room so I can eat you.”
“Sounds good!”
The two walked over to the living room, and Riley pointed to the couch.  “Lie down there, so that your feet are poking over the edge,” she ordered her prey.  Pete obeyed her, and did exactly that.  The raptor stood over him, trying to decide how best to consume her food—but then, she got a great idea!  “Hold on a sec!” she said, running from the room.  “Wait right here, ok friend?”
“Ok!” Pete called as she left.  He lay back on the couch, waiting for her to return.
Riley ran upstairs and went to the bathroom, opening one of the cabinets.  There was the ray gun she had hidden away, safe and sound—Pete hadn’t even thought to look here.  She would keep that in mind for next time.  But for now, she grabbed the ray gun and bolted back down the stairs.
Pete waited patiently on the couch for Riley to return.  When he heard her thundering back down the stairs, he looked up—and saw that she had the ray gun with her!  So it /had/ been somewhere upstairs!  He would make a note of that for next time.
“You want to shrink me?” Pete asked Riley, curious as to what she wanted to do.
“Nope!” Riley replied.  “Actually, I want to give you some weight.  Are you up for that?”
“Heck yeah!” the cat replied cheerfully.  “I want to be a great meal for you, so let’s do it!”
“Alright!”  The raptor turned the dial on the gun, changing the settings from “Shrinking” to “Weight Gain”.  Then she pointed the ray gun at Pete, and shot it.
/BRZZZ-ZAP!/  A beam of light left the gun and landed on the cat, making his whole body glow for a brief moment.  Then, the light faded away, and there was a brief pause.  A moment later, the weight gain begun.
Pete’s arms and legs rapidly increased in thickness, growing right before the cat’s very eyes.  Then his belly grew until he has a considerable gut.  Finally, he gained weight on his chest, and his arms and legs grew one more time.
And just like that, it was done.  Pete had gained a considerable amount of weight in a short amount of time.  Riley licked her lips, drooling over her delicious prey.  “There we go!” she said cheerfully.  “Now you can me a much nicer plump and juicy meal!”
“Wow, thanks!” the cat replied.  “I can’t wait for you to eat me up now!”
“Neither can I!” replied Riley.  She put the ray gun down on a nearby table.  “Now, I wanted to eat you up feet first.  Does that sound good to you, or did you want to go in head first?”
“Feet first sounds good to me,” Pete replied.  The raptor nodded and walked to the front of the couch, where the cat’s feet were.  She knelt on the ground so that she was eye-level with his toes.  After a moment of looking over her meal, she began the feast.
The first thing Riley did was taste her specimen.  She hovered in front of Pete’s toes for a long moment; then, she stuck out her tongue, and ran it along the bridge of his left foot.  “Mmm!” the raptor exclaimed, loving the flavor of her friend.  He tasted sweet, like chocolate, and she enjoyed the taste quite a bit.  She switched to his right foot and licked that up too.  
Pete giggled as her tongue traveled along his furry skin—it was quite ticklish!  But more than that, he was happy that he could be a great meal for one of his best friends.  That felt better than anything in the world.
Riley finally stopped sampling Pete and retreated, her tongue returning to the inside of her mouth.  Then, she opened her maw wide.
The cat gasped as he watched the raptor open her mouth, and stared inside with a twitch of delight.  He could see her sharp teeth were covered in saliva, as was her tongue, which was drenched in spit.  And behind both loomed her throat, which foreshadowed exactly where he was heading. . . His heart pounded in anticipation.  This was going to be great.
Riley teased Pete for a moment longer, opening her maw and letting him look inside.  Then, finally, she got to work.
She clamped her jaws around the cat’s feet, taking both of them inside of her jaws, letting them fill up her mouth with that delicious chocolate flavor.  It was more pronounced when it was all inside of her maw like this, and she smiled around her prey, enjoying this.
Pete was enjoying this too.  He watched Riley’s reaction and couldn’t hold back a grin himself.  He loved feeling like a delicious piece of meat for his raptor friend—it made him feel quite special, and he loved it.
Riley ran her tongue along Pete’s feet, tasting that chocolate flavor and letting it fill her.  “Mmmmm mmmm!” she exclaimed, lapping up the cat.  “You are such a tasty treat, Pete.”
The cat blushed, and he smiled.  “Thanks!  I’m glad I can be tasty for you, Riley.”
The raptor smied.  Then, she continued to lap up her friend, covering every inch of his feet in drool, sparing no part of him as she tasted her yummy prey.  Finally, when she had finished with that, she swallowed him down with a /gulp/, sending Pete’s feet into her throat.
Pete let out a surprised cry as he was swallowed, and the cat was forced forward as his feet were sucked down Riley’s esophagus.  He always loved the first swallow—the unexpected nature of it, and the fact that it meant he was on his journey to the destination he desired most, were both things that he loved.  As he looked in front of him, he saw that his feet were creating a big bulge in Riley’s esophagus, and he grinned.  He was a big meal alright—and being a good meal was a great feeling.
Riley reached up and stroked the bulge in her throat, smiling.  “Looks like someone’s stretching me out,” she teased Pete.  “I can’t wait to see how big this bulge gets as I swallow down more of you. . .”
She was at his ankles now, and Riley licked and sucked them like any other part of her delicious meal, tasting that yummy flavor that Pete had and letting it fill her mouth.  Pete, for his part, leaned back and relaxed as he was eaten.  The least he could do was enjoy the ride.
And so the raptor slowly made her way up Pete’s legs.  First she gulped down his ankles and tail, sending them down her throat and making the bulge even bigger than before.  Then, she reached his calves, and after a while of tasting them, she sucked them in, too.  After that was Pete’s calves, which Riley found to be nice and thick, perfect for consumption.  As she gulped them down, Pete finally reached his destination.
The whole time, the cat had felt his legs traveling down the tight, cylindrical confines of the throat, sliding down inch by precious inch.  But as Riley ate his thighs and reached his butt, Pete felt his toes push against a barrier (the sphincter), passing through it as they were pushed downward, and suddenly, he had reached it.
Pete could feel his feet dangling inside of Riley’s gorgeous, beautiful belly, which let out a loud /grooooowl/ in greeting as he came inside of it.  He could imagine his new home now: red walls, dripping with fluids, that would utterly surround him once he was all inside.  He couldn’t wait to be all in, and the cat wiggled in expectation and excitement, eager to be the raptor’s food.
Riley smiled.  “Patience, patience,” she teased her prey.  “I like to savor my food, after all.  So it’ll be a while before you’re all inside me, Pete.”  She could feel his feet inside of her stomach, and it felt amazing—but she wanted to take this swallowing as slow as she could.
And so, the raptor resumed eating.  She gulped in Pete’s butt (which she couldn’t really taste—the only thing Pete was wearing was shorts, and they covered it pretty good), and reached the cat’s midsection.  She ran her tongue along his belly, licking and sucking it with fervor as she devoured him alive.  Riley wanted to taste every inch of her treat before he was sent to her stomach, and she was determined to suck every drop of flavor out of him.  And so, she savored Pete as much as she could.
Pete smiled and leaned back, relaxing as he was eaten, loving how much Riley was savoring him.  He could feel her stomach grumbling around his feet, clearly eager for more, and he couldn’t wait for all of him to get there.
Riley gulped down Pete’s midsection and arms, which sent Pete’s calves into her belly and caused his feet to hit the floor of her stomach.  Then, she reached his chest.  She lapped that up too, running her tongue around his pecs and tickling his collarbone as she savored her living feast.  Then she gulped it down—and now, suddenly, only Pete’s neck and head were left to eat!
The cat’s heart pounded in anticipation as he watched Riley lick his neck.  He was almost there!  He could feel his legs piled up in Riley’s stomach, pressed up against the walls and floor of the belly—and he couldn’t wait for /all/ of him to be curled up in that beautiful gut.  He just had to wait a little bit longer. . .!
Without warning, Riley gulped down Pete’s neck.  Suddenly, his head was inside of her mouth, ready to be tasted.
The raptor’s tongue licked the cat all over, not sparing a single inch of him from this delicious taste test.  Pete giggled in delight as he was sampled, loving how much the tongue was licking him—he must be tasting pretty good!  That was confirmed a moment later, when Riley let out an, “Mmmm!” of delight, which echoed around the maw and made Pete smile with happiness.
“Looks like you’re headed down the hatch,” Riley teased her prey.  “Any last words.”
“Nope.  Eat me!” Pete replied.
“If you say so~!”
With that, the raptor send the cat’s head into her throat with a /gulp!/
Pete was forced into the cramped esophagus, which squeezed around his head as tightly as it had the rest of his body, refusing to let go.  It lowered him into the stomach bit by bit, slowly sending him down into Riley’s belly.  He felt the rest of his legs go inside first, then his butt and midsection, then his chest, then his neck, and finally, his head popped inside.
The stomach was glorious as always.  Its grumbles and groans surrounded the cat, making the walls around him vibrate, and those walls dripped with liquids that splashed onto his furred skin.  Pete smiled and curled up inside the wonderful stomach.  This was the life.
The raptor patted her large, distended gut and let out a long, loud /buuuuuurp!/  “Excuse me,” she said, belching again.  “My goodness Pete, you were absolutely delicious!”
“Thanks, Riley!” the cat replied cheerfully.  “I’m glad I could be a good meal for you.”
“Me too!” Riley replied, grinning.
The belly interrupted them with a loud /grooooowl/, and it started to produce more fluids.  “Ooo, looks like digestion is going to start,” Pete said excitedly.  “I can’t wait to melt away into goop!”
“Nice!” Riley said, grinning.  “I can’t wait to absorb that goop.”
“Thanks!”
The gut’s liquids dripped down from the walls, and pooled at the bottom of the stomach, going up to Pete’s feet.  Everything that was in the liquid started to feel tingly and melty, and the cat looked down to see his feet were turning into liquid goop.  Digestion was definitely here.
Riley heard her gut growl and listened.  There was a significant amount of sloshing coming from the inside, and she knew digestion had begun.  “Looks like you’re being broken down in there,” the raptor teased her friend, smiling.  “How does that feel, my feast?”
“Oh man, that feels great!” Pete exclaimed.  “I love being broken down by you.  Thanks, Riley!”
“Don’t mention it.”  The raptor sat down on the couch and leaned back, relaxing as her friend digested.  She reached down and rubbed her big belly, feeling him squirming away inside.  This felt amazing.
Meanwhile, Pete was being broken down by the relentless stomach.  The juices continued to pour from the walls, and they made the pool at the bottom grow bigger, making it reach the cat’s ankles and start climbing up his body.  His butt and feet were submerged in the liquid, and the pool was only going to grow from here.  This was something he knew, and something he lived for.
Everything in the liquid had, by now, turned into digested goop.  And so the cat continued to be broken down.  Another growl echoed around the belly, and sent more fluids pouring down the walls.  They reached his midsection, and broke that down as well.  Pete smiled.
“Help!” the cat mock screamed, hitting the belly walls in the ways he knew Riley liked most.  “I’m trapped in here!  Somebody help meeeeee!”
Riley laughed.  She and Pete often played this game, and this was something she truly enjoyed about the feedings.  “Too bad, morsel,” she pretended to taunt her helpless prey.  “I’m not letting you out.  You’re nothing but my feast now.  Mwa ha ha ha!”
“Nooooo!” Pete cried, laughing as he did so.  The meltiness was up to his chest now—he was almost all digested away.  “Please, o mighty predator, I beg for your mercy!  Please just let me go!”
“Mercy?” Riley replied, laughing.  “No mercy is extended to mere /food/.  Now digest away in there like a good meal so you can become fat on my hips already.”
“I’m going to become fat on your hips?!” Pete pretended to gasp.  By now, the melting was up to his shoulders, and his arms were gone.  “B-But I don’t want to be fat!”
“Well, that’s just too bad, isn’t it?” the raptor said, giggling.  “Mmm, such a tasty little meal you were.  Here’s to you becoming fat, my treat!”
“Noooooo!” Pete pretend yelled.  He smiled and closed his eyes.  He loved digesting away, and the thought of becoming fat for Riley was a very good one.  But sometimes, he just liked pretending that he was scared—it was fun!
His shoulders melted away inside of the belly, as did his neck.  Finally, Pete’s head turned into goop, and so, all of Pete had digested away inside of Riley.
Patting her belly, the raptor heard the cat’s remains sloshing about, and knew all of him had digested.  She reached into her pocket and pulled out a Quick Reform pill.  “That’s for you, bud,” she muttered, swallowing it down with a /gulp/.  “So you can come back a bit faster than the usual way.”
/Buuuuuurp!/  She let out another belch, and Pete’s acid proof shorts came flying out of her mouth, landing on the floor with a loud /plop/.  Inside, Riley felt her stomach absorbing Pete’s remains, and she began to grow.
Her thighs thickened right before her eyes, increasing in size and becoming nice and plump.  Then her stomach got bigger, and her butt expanded just a little bit.  When it was all over, the raptor was overall a rounder, cuter person than she had been before, and she liked it.
“Nice,” Riley said, giggling.  “Now I just have to wait for Pete to reform. . .”
She spoke just in time.  At that moment, the cat began to come back, regenerating around his shorts.  First his feet appeared in the air, surrounded by a glowing light.  Then his legs slid into existence and entered his pants.  Then his chest and arms regenerated.  Finally, his head and shoulders returned, and all of the cat was back.
“There we go!” Pete said, standing up from the ground.  “Man, that felt amazing.”
“Regenerating?” Riley teased.  “Didn’t know it was /that/ amazing, Pete.”
“No, being eaten by you!” the cat replied, laughing.  “That was fantastic.  Thanks for letting me be your meal.”
“You’re very welcome.  Now. . .”  The raptor picked up the ray gun from the table, set it back to “Shrinking”, and handed it to Pete.  “Shall we continue our game?  I believe it’s your turn to hide the gun.”
“Absolutely!  Heck yeah!”  Pete grabbed the gun from Riley, grinning to himself.  “Now stay in here and close your eyes—no peeking until I say so!”
Riley obeyed her friend’s instructions and listened to him run off.  She was so lucky to have a friend like him, she thought.  And she was glad she had met him.
This next round was going to be /very/ fun.