Riku Eats Sora's Assorted Livestock

Riku Eats Sora’s Assorted Livestock

Sora came home that day to a rather unusual sight.

His screen door had somehow been torn off its hinges, which alarmed him. He’d given a warning shout before creeping inside. It wasn’t the first time some sort of desperate creature had torn open his farmhouse in search of food, so he wasn’t particularly worried for his safety.

That is, until he walked into the kitchen and saw a massive snake digging through his fridge.

Loops upon loops of glistening silver coils drew his eyes up to a humanish torso, complete with humanish arms and head. He had matching glistening silver hair. He was licking the ice cream out of the bottom of a gallon tub.

“Hi,” he said eventually. Sora was surprised the thing could speak.

“What are you doing in my kitchen?” he blurted out, before thinking about how silly it was to chat with a monster.

“I was hungry.” Without moving any closer, Sora could already tell that his kitchen had been cleaned out. Along with the fridge, all of the cabinets were open. Boxes and containers were scattered everywhere. With one last lick, the snake tossed the empty ice cream container into the pile.

“You sure eat a lot,” said Sora.

“I’m still hungry.” Riku paused. “I guess I could eat you.”

Before Sora could process what had just been said, the serpent’s thick tail was wrapping around his middle and hoisting him off the ground. Suddenly, all he could see was a big wet mouth and sharp, hungry teeth.

“Wait!” he screeched. “Wait.” The snake closed his mouth.

“Do you have more food?” he asked.

“Yes, I do,” said Sora. “I live on a farm, so, you know, there’s animals.”

The serpent, whose name was Riku, knew exactly what sort of food could be found on this farm.

He’d lived near this farm for quite some time. He’d spent years peering down at them from the nearby hills, desperate to chow down, but not desperate enough to risk his life. Now, though, he was hungry enough to go for it. The tiny human was young and supple, and would be a perfect dessert.

He had to eat all the other animals first, though. There was no point in taking all this risk if he didn’t really get to gorge.

“Ok,” he said, his stomach quivering with excitement. “Where do I go first?”

“The chicken coop is right behind the house,” said Sora. He felt unbearably guilty as he said it. He didn’t want to serve up his animals to some monster, but if he had to do it to save his own life, then he would. They arrived at the chickens’ pen within minutes.

Riku licked his lips greedily and poked his head into the chicken coop. There were at least two dozen birds inside, mostly dozing or laying. He slid his hands through the door and shimmied inside.

The closest chicken was within arm’s reach. Riku grabbed her and shoved her into his mouth before she had time to react. With a mighty gulp, she slid down his throat and settled into his stomach. He could feel her flapping her wings.

Sora, who still had a full view of Riku’s body from the shoulders down, watched the bulge slip through his chest before disappearing into his stomach. The first chicken was followed by a second, and a third, and by the fourth and fifth birds, Riku’s humanish stomach was visibly bulging outwards.

The chickens had caught on to what Riku was doing and had run to the other end of the coop. Riku’s lips turned down into a frown. Of course they were going to make this difficult. His stomach was too big to squeeze through the door, so instead, he slid back out.

“You already ate them all?” Sora gasped.

“Nope.” Riku grabbed the edge of the coop entrance and began tearing it open. The wood cracked under his grip with barely any effort at all. He was frighteningly strong. Sora could feel it in the coils that were keeping him still.

“There’s a door in the back, you know,” he whispered.

“Don’t want any to escape,” Riku explained with a smirk.

He dove into the coop.

Half of the chickens cowered in terror and the other half tried to run past him for the exit. Riku ate them all. He popped them into his gaping mouth as if they were the tiny treats he’d found in Sora’s house. His stomach stretched to accommodate them, even though they were little more than fluff. They continued their frantic cries as he swallowed, and even though they were muffled by his body, it was easy to hear exactly what he had swallowed.

He turned to face Sora and patted his noisy stomach.

Sora stared through the torn open wall of the chicken coop. He’d never imagined that the snake’s body would be able swell like that.

“So- are you full now?” he asked timidly. Riku raised an eyebrow and let out a small burp. Downy feathers fluttered down from his mouth.

“Of course not. That was barely an appetizer.” He reached into a nearby nest and grabbed a couple eggs, popping them into his mouth. They tumbled down his throat and landed among the chickens with a splash. The frantic cackling grew louder.

“What else have you got?” he asked, swallowing a few more eggs.

“We could go over to the barn,” Sora suggested. “I raise other animals, too.”

“Sounds good.” Riku shifted his body and crawled backwards out of the chicken coop. The extra weight in his abdomen didn’t seem to affect his mobility at all. Maybe all of those chickens really were just an appetizer.

“Where do I go?” Riku asked impatiently, drumming his fingers on the round bulge in his middle.

“Over there.” The snake set off towards the barn with remarkable speed, dragging Sora along behind him. The closest area was the sheep fold. Most of them were dozing, with peaceful expressions on their gentle faces. Sora felt a pang of guilt.

He’d always done his best to protect his animals from wolves and such, but he’d never expected such a tenacious predator. They’d die anyway if he wasn’t around to take care of them, he thought sadly.

Riku was over the fence in an instant. He descended on the closest sheep, a sleeping ewe, pouncing on top of her and holding her still with his weight. She barely got out a bleat of distress before Riku had engulfed her entire head in his mouth. His throat muscles pumped furiously, visible through his taut skin. The sheep disappeared in less than a minute. Riku grimaced as his jaw clamped shut, but that grimace quickly turned into an expression of extreme contentment as the sheep swelled his stomach to nearly twice its previous size.

The sheep didn’t play well with the chickens, and Riku stifled a hiccup as she kicked at his insides. A few more of those, and he wouldn’t even be able to sit upright anymore. He grabbed another sheep, a little smaller than the first one, and stuffed it inside his body, patting his belly as it bulged outwards on all sides.

By the time he’d finished his third sheep, the rest of the flock was on to him.

Even without the frantic cries coming from inside his body, it was plain to see that Riku did not have the sheep’s best interests at heart. Bleating miserably, they’d all run clear to the other side of the pen.

“What are you going to do now?” Sora asked timidly. “Are you full yet?”

“Nope.” Riku tumbled forward so he could walk on his hands, and slithered over to the back of the pen. His heavy stomach swayed to and fro as he moved. Sora expected that the snake would gobble up the nearest sheep while the rest ran away, and spend the rest of the afternoon dragging his bulk around the pen to finish his meal, eventually collapsing from exhaustion.

Unfortunately, Riku had more experience with consuming herds of frightened animals than he let on.

Sheep weren’t very bright, and they’d all run towards the same corner of the pen. With one deft movement, Riku pinned them in place, trapping them between his tail and the fence. Once all of Sora’s remaining flock was effectively immobilized, Riku snuggled up next to them, propped up against the coils of his tail and also the fence, stretched out on his back to give his stomach ample room to grow.

A look of greedy, unbridled delight crossed his face as he grabbed the nearest sheep.

Sora winced and tried to look away as Riku gorged himself, but it was no use. Even if he didn’t actually watch the struggling animals disappear down Riku’s gullet, he still had to listen to it. Even if he blocked out the terrified cries of the animals themselves, he’d still have to listen to the sucks and gulps and moans Riku made as he guzzled them down. And even if he blocked that out, he was still forced to listen to the violent churning of Riku’s stomach. And if he ignored that, he could still hear the whimpers coming from Riku’s meal as his belly squeezed the life out of everything inside of it.

Riku, meanwhile, was having a fabulous time. Rarely was he allowed to indulge himself like this, and he feasted with reckless abandon, barely resting between each new course. The sheep had been shorn fairly recently, so there was no rough wool to slow their descent, and their hooves didn’t do much but tickle his insides. It became harder and harder for him to reach his arms past his swollen stomach, so to compensate, he pushed the remaining sheep closer to him with his tail. He grabbed the last one, a lamb that couldn’t have been more than two months old. Grinning wolfishly, he lowered it into his gaping maw, running his tongue all over its body as he sucked it down into his own.

Sora watched the whole time, jaw agape. He didn’t have a large flock- only eight sheep- but he’d watched the whole thing disappear down the throat of this massive snake in less than an hour. Riku’s engorged body was the only evidence he had that he’d ever even had a flock of sheep- or chickens, for that matter. The massive bulge was still quivering with life.

Riku sighed and leaned back against his tail as his belly quelled a storm of movement. Within minutes, the struggling sheep settled into permanent sleep, leaving him feeling relaxed, satisfied, and very, very heavy. He ran his fingers over the evidence of his meat binge, shivering as he touched stretched, sensitive skin.

He can’t possibly want to eat anything else- right?  Sora was too afraid to ask. Riku’s eyes were lidded as if he were about to go to sleep. His face was flushed, and his jaw relaxed, with the tip of his tongue teasing at his lips, as if licking up a particularly delicious flavor. His belly was so swollen that his scales had begun to spread apart, exposing the skin underneath.  

A loud, low grumble passed through the bottom of Riku’s stomach. The relative quiet of the sheep fold was broken by an enormous, satisfied belch.

That sounded to Sora as much as a signal that Riku was full as anything else. He squirmed a little, but the naga didn’t loosen his grip.

“Can you, um,” he asked timidly. “Can you put me down now?” Riku’s eyelids fluttered open, and he looked over at him curiously.

“Is it time for dessert already?” he asked again. As he did, his face lit up slightly, still sleepy, but with renewed hunger. He licked his lips.

“N-no! I have more food,” Sora said quickly.

“You just thought I was full?” asked Riku, with a smirk. But the truth was that he was full. In any other circumstance, he would have long since retreated to a nice sunny spot to sleep off a meal this big. But he really, really wanted to eat this human, and he loved the idea of devouring all of his livestock first.

The trick was, you know, moving.

Resting one hand on his taught stomach, Riku set to work on shifting his weight, doing his best to stifle a groan. Once he got himself more or less upright, it was simple to flop forward onto his gut, squeezing out another appetizing belch. Now, he just needed to drag himself to where the rest of the food was.

“Where to?” he asked, licking the sheep’s leftover flavor off his lips.

“I have two pigs. They should be in the barn,” Sora said timidly.

“Barn it is.” Riku dug his claws into the ground and began hauling his bulk towards the entrance, using his tail to push himself along. He was moving quite a bit slower than he’d been before, and he was sure the human noticed it, too. As his enormous stomach dragged across the ground, his stomach muscles rippled with exertion, causing his meal to churn in a way that was extremely pleasant.

Mental note, Riku told himself. Moving around while engorged makes digestion awesome.

Sora watched with disgust as Riku hauled his bulk across the pen, moving much slower than he had been, but still with surprising speed for a creature who’d just swallowed an entire flock of sheep. He wondered for a moment just how strong a naga could be, before deciding he didn’t want to know. Riku used a combination of his strength and his new weight to break open the lock on the barn door, and he tumbled inside.

Allowing himself a few moments to let his eyes adjust to the darkness, Riku looked around the barn. He couldn’t see any pigs, but there was a large, chubby goat tied up not twenty feet away. Deciding that that would be his next target, he slithered aggressively towards it, not even bothering to sneak around. It was impossible to try to move silently with a stomach as swollen as his was. Besides, who was going to catch him? The human wrapped up in his tail?

Using that same tail, he pinned the frightened goat to the ground while he tore through the rope with his claws. Still perched on top of his massive, hungry stomach, he pulled himself towards the goat and began to swallow her whole.

Until he saw it happen, Sora would never have believed that the snake could eat anything else. So he hadn’t been bluffing when he’d threatened to swallow Sora for dessert. He would have believed the naga could swallow anything if he hadn’t seen what happened next.

Riku was halfway done with the goat when he felt a sharp pain in his belly, and winced. He had been eating quite a bit that day. His stomach was pinned beneath him, and to give himself room to swell, he rolled onto his side. The goat slipped down into his belly, causing it to bulge painfully. He grunted with discomfort and gingerly ran a finger down the curve of his stomach. By the time he was done he was fully flopped on his side, his belly round and pained.

Sora watched it all happen, sort of curiously. He saw the look of discomfort that crossed Riku’s face as his stomach bulged outwards. His stomach really was full. There was no way he’d be able to finish off the rest of his livestock and eat him, as well.

“The pigs are in the back,” Sora said lazily. With an awkward sort of burp-groan,  Riku rolled back over onto his gorge, and began dragging himself towards the other end of the barn.

The two pigs were nearing adulthood, and were both nice and plump. With a resigned sigh, Riku picked up the first one and stretched his mouth wide.

“You won’t be able to eat all of this,” Sora sniffed. Riku shot him a quick glare before shoving the pig down his throat. He pushed with his arms just as hard as he swallowed, forcing his body to expand to accommodate one more snack. The heavy lump lodged in his chest for one moment, and he grimaced in pain. Clutching the oddly-shaped bulge through his skin, he swallowed as hard as he could.

With a noisy sucking, gulping sound, the bulge slid down into his stomach. Riku groaned. He reached for the second pig, without giving himself even a short break.

“There’s no way,” Sora sniffed. Riku shoved the second pig into his mouth, and this one went down more easily. He winced and gave the upper part of his stomach a firm pat.

“Is that it?” Riku said, licking his lips. “Can I eat you now?”

“Nope,” said Sora. “There’s still more food here. You’ll have to go to the pen behind the barn, though.” Riku nodded silently, and set off in the direction Sora had indicated. Sora’s feet grazed the ground as Riku had to use more and more of his tail to push his massive bulk across the ground. Inside, the larger, stronger animals were struggling, pushing in all directions and threatening to rip him apart. His stomach was the stronger fighter, however, and it kept him decidedly all in one piece.

If Riku could eat like this every day, he would.

“There she is,” Sora said, interrupting his pleasure, and Riku blinked his eyes to adjust to the light.

A cow.

Sora had a milk cow.

She was grazing peacefully, tethered to the fence in a sunny spot outside. If she noticed Riku, swollen enough to give any cow more than a run for its money in a size contest, she didn’t indicate it.

“Are you gonna eat that cow?”  Sora asked. He was confident now that Riku would give up. He’d barely managed to eat the goat and the pigs, after all, and the cow was bigger than all three of them combined. Already he could hear the storm of indigestion building further inside Riku’s stomach.

“Obviously,” scoffed Riku, with a lot more confidence than he felt. He wasn’t sure how he was going to keep the animal still long enough to eat her, with his tail occupied by holding onto his dessert. He supposed he could kill her, then eat her, but it seemed a real shame, especially since the frantic struggles in his belly felt so good. At least she was tethered, so he didn’t have to worry about any sort of chase he was too bloated to win. He began to drag and push himself towards her.

The cow noticed him rather quickly, and trotted away. Unfortunately for her, the rope cut her escape short. Riku grabbed on to the end of the lead that was tied to the fence, and pulled.

“You’re insane,” said Sora.

“Just hungry,” said Riku, though he definitely wasn’t hungry anymore. No, this was about his stubborn pride. He’d said he was going to eat everything on this crappy little farm, and Sora’s insistence that he couldn’t was only making him more determined to prove that he was the boss of his stomach, and not the other way around.

The cow was strong, though. She dug her feet into the earth and cried out in distress. Riku tugged on the rope, and she was getting closer, but it was slow going. Normally, Riku was plenty stronger than an unhappy milk cow, but the physical activity was straining his digestion. His stomach groaned and bubbled as he slowly pulled the animal towards him.

If it’s taking me this long to drag her a few feet, thought Riku, how long will it take me to swallow her?

“Unless you let me go, you won’t be able to hold her still.” Sora tried to struggle again, but Riku’s grip hadn’t loosened. If anything, it had gotten tighter. The more he ate, the less control he had over his body.

He had a plan for the cow, though.

The moment she was within arm’s reach, Riku grabbed her leg and broke the bone, as easily as if he’d been breaking apart a pair of chopsticks.

So nagas were strong. Really strong.

The cow screamed.

As she stumbled, Riku grabbed her other leg and snapped it, too, causing the cow to tumble forward into the dirt. She kicked her legs and howled with pain and fear as Riku dragged her now-crippled body towards his mouth.

“Gonna eat this cow,” Riku mumbled, both to Sora and to himself.

He opened his mouth wide.

The cow’s nose was soft and velvety, and her whole head was into his throat in no time. That wasn’t enough to keep her still, though, so he dug his claws into her shoulders to help guide her into his belly. Luckily, her kicks were pushing her in that direction, so he barely noticed the lack of support from his tail.

Sora, meanwhile, barely noticed that his own mouth was agape.

If he’d thought watching Riku swallow his other, smaller animals was grotesque, well, this was another whole experience. Blood seeped out of her wounds as he clawed his way down the cow’s sides, pulling her body inside of his own. The massive lump she created in Riku’s throat and chest was nauseating to watch.

Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore.

He retched, and warm, acidic bile dribbled down his chin.

Riku’s stomach throbbed with pain as he swallowed. Every once in a while, the cow would hit some blockage deep in his belly, and an unbearable pain would shoot through him. Without fail, every time, however, his stomach would adjust itself to suit his needs, and he refused to give up. As he ate, he got stuck less and less often, and he knew his stomach had given up the fight against his lack of common sense.

When Riku reached the cow’s hind legs, he knew he’d won. The unconscious smooth muscle deep in his throat and stomach were taking over, and happily carrying the cow deeper inside. Her tail flicked him in the face before disappearing. Her back hoofs twitched in a final attempt at protest.

And then, finally, he’d done it.

He swallowed the cow.      

Riku lay sprawled on the ground, exhausted and immobile. The cow settled heavily into his stomach. He refused to look over his shoulder to view the grotesque evidence of his massive gorge- he could feel every piece of food inside of him, struggling to burst out into the open. But his organs and his muscles were strong enough to hold it all in, and he released a breath he hadn’t known he was holding.

He’d never eaten like this before. He had no idea he could hold so much. With a loud groan, he slowly rolled over onto his side, hauling his bulk with him. His stomach gurgled noisily and he belched, sending a little puddle of saliva into the dirt.

Sora, nearly forgotten by the stuffed snake, found himself with his face shoved into the dirt, the heavy coils too tired to hold him upright anymore, but nevertheless refusing to let him go. It took a few minutes for Riku to even notice his predicament, and when he did, he blinked at him like he’d never seen a human before.

“Oh,” he said. “You’re still there.” His voice was thick and hoarse and deeper than it had been, and his words were slurred, all evidence of an exhausted mouth and throat. Saliva was still dripping down his face, and he seemed not to have the energy or the inclination to clean it up.

The naga had officially stuffed himself stupid.

Riku reached out one hand and gently ran his fingertips around the curve of his bulging stomach. As he massaged the tiny part of his belly that he could reach, he felt his muscles quiver with appreciation. Rather ungracefully, he dragged his human snack closer to his bulge and adjusted his tail to release Sora’s hands , leaving his torso and legs tightly bound.

“Rub my stomach,” he ordered.

Sora stared at Riku’s face incredulously, specifically not looking at the rest of him, but Riku’s eyes were closed and he wasn’t paying attention. Well, Sora certainly was not going to do as he was told. With his arms usable again, he started clawing at the coils that were keeping him still, struggling to pry himself free.

Without even opening his eyes, Riku shoved Sora’s entire body up against his stomach. He massaged it himself, awkwardly rubbing his tail back and forth. Sora’s ear was pushed up against the bulge, and he suppressed the urge to vomit once again at what he heard inside.

On the outside, Riku was peaceful and happy, but his insides sounded like they were fighting a war. Underneath the groaning muscles, Sora could hear the gurgles and groans of frantic digestion. He could hear the tiny pockets of air trapped among all the creatures Riku had swallowed, and the sloshing of fluids as they surrounded and soaked into thousands of pounds of the rawest of meat. Nothing was moving around anymore- it had all been suffocated by Riku’s stomach or crushed to death by the rest of the meal.

Sora pushed his hands into Riku’s belly and try to push himself away from it, which was apparently just as good as a belly rub, judging by the happy noise Riku made.  

“Urrrp. Betcha didn’t know anything could- urrp- eat so much,” Riku slurred, disgusting belches peppering his words. He himself hadn’t known he could eat so much, but his massive, bulging body was the evidence. His stomach groaned richly as it began to digest his meal. He wouldn’t be able to move from this spot for weeks.

“Please,” Sora whispered. “Please, can you let me go now? I gave you everything you wanted. I promise I won’t tell anyone you’re here. Please.”

Riku had not forgotten his promise to eat Sora for dessert. He’d just been hoping not to have to do it quite so soon.

“You ruin everything,” he muttered, and he dragged his tail around his bloated body so that Sora’s head was directly in front of his own. He stretched his neck out and sloppily ran his tongue along Sora’s cheek.

The smooth human flesh was a welcome treat after thousands of pounds of filthy livestock.

“At least you- urrp-  taste good,” he said, and before Sora could react, he opened up his mouth one last time and shoved the frightened human inside.

His throat was sore and slack from overeating, and Sora slid down it with barely any resistance at all. He was more than halfway in when Riku wrinkled his nose in disgust and pulled him back out.

Sora’s face was red from fear and crying, and he desperately gasped for air.

“Clothes,” Riku mumbled. “Stupid human clothes.”

“Please don’t eat me,” Sora said again, unable to control his tears. Riku’s throat was dark, and wet, and cramped, and the smell was horrible, and somehow, knowing that his last breath would be of Riku’s stagnant stomach air was worse than knowing that he was about to die in a monster’s belly. He cried out in pain as Riku cut the clothes off his body, without care for whether he was also cutting into Sora’s skin, which he did frequently. When he was finished, he was ready to start his dessert anew.

The last thing Sora saw was Riku’s red, wet mouth.

Riku gurgled his approval at the flavors on Sora’s smooth skin, starting with his salty tears. He savored the taste, swallowing slowly, letting the sweetness finally sate his nigh-unconquerable appetite. But the human was small compared to his previous courses, and it was over far too soon.    

Sora’s feet slid into his mouth and Riku clamped his jaw shut.

All of the food was inside of him, he just had to swallow the rest of it down.

The pressure from his stomach was killing him as he tentatively began to push Sora inside. It felt good to go against what his body wanted. He swallowed harder, forcing his belly to accept that he was the one who would decide when the meal was finished. His stomach quivered- the creatures who were still alive struggled- the dead ones were shuffled inside his gut to make room for more.

Riku had never eaten such an enormous load in one go. His stomach groaned and wailed as it stretched further to accommodate Sora’s wriggling body. The squirming human tickled his insides as with one final gulp, he forced Sora to join his animals.

The moment his throat was free, he moaned with exhaustion and relief.

With Sora gone, the farm was strangely quiet, save for the flood of sounds coming out of Riku’s own stomach. Every living thing that had once lived here had been not-so-neatly packed into his enormously bloated tail. He belched up his triumph at the desolate barnyard.

Riku’s stomach was so full and tight that it was unbearably tender to the touch, but he managed to run a hand over the very top of his stomach, under his belly button, where Sora lay curled up. He licked his lips and remembered the flavor of his human dessert.

“I’m glad I came here,” he slurred appreciatively. “That’s the best meal I’ve- urrrp- had in a long time.” Finally satisfied, and far too exhausted to stay focused, he rested his head on his arms, ready at last to relax and digest.

“Good night,” he mumbled, before passing into sleep.