Summary: Neva is kidnapped and put into a meatgirl machine so she can be food for the meatgirl factory’s CEO, Ian. For Voretober 2024 (Day 29: Industrial).
 
Featuring: M/F Oral Soft Vore, Unwilling, Digestion & Fatal Vore, Absorption, Factory, Food Preparation, Cooking, Oven
 
Characters: Neva ( https://toyhou.se/20101125.neva ), Leafie ( https://toyhou.se/19804566.leafie ), Ian ( https://toyhou.se/9919066.ian )
 
Other Info: This was inspired by the chicken pies machine scene in Chicken Run. I’ve always wanted to write some vore based on that movie! C:
 
 
 
Neva the fox girl’s eyes fluttered open as she came out of sleep, and to her surprise, she was being carried in someone’s arms. Looking up, she saw the person carrying her was a green robot koala. “Wha. . . What’s going on?” Neva asked.
 
The koala looked down at her with a smile. “Oh good, you’re awake, Neva! It’s good to formally meet you—I’m Leafie.”
 
“Um, nice to meet you too, I guess.” Neva looked around, and saw that the two of them were in some kind of factory, and Leafie was currently walking by a giant machine. “So, can you tell me what’s going on?”
 
“Oh, of course!” Leafie replied cheerfully. “You see, you’ve been selected to be a meatgirl for our CEO, Ian! He’s been watching you for a long time, and he’s always wanted to have you for dinner.”
 
“What?!” Neva exclaimed, alarmed. She squirmed in the robot’s arms, trying to escape. “I don’t want to be food for anyone! Let me go!”
 
“I’m sorry, but you don’t have a choice,” Leafie told her. That’s when Neva noticed they were at the front of the machine, where a giant metal tunnel loomed. “And once you’re on the other side of our Meatgirl Maker 5000, you’ll be perfect! See you soon!”
 
Before Neva could protest, Leafie threw her into the metal tunnel, and some arms from inside of the machine wrapped around Neva, holding her tight. Once she was secure, she was dropped onto a giant conveyer belt below.
 
The conveyer belt brought her forward, and an array of spice jars and pumps, all attached to more metallic arms. First, the pumps sprayed her with chicken broth, all while the arms turned her over so that every part of her could get wet. “Hey!” Neva exclaimed as this happened, squirming and struggling. As she was about to protest more, an apple was shoved into her mouth, and all of her screams were muffled.
 
Then, she was covered in spices, from head to toe, while she was turned over again. After that, an arm came in from behind and shoved a carrot up her ass! The muffled scream that left Neva’s mouth when that happened was one of both horrified surprise—and slight arousal.
 
That’s when Neva saw that the converter belt was leading into some sort of chamber—and she had almost reached it! “Crap!” the fox girl exclaimed around the apple, trying to break free of the arms once again. But they held tight, and soon, she was in the chamber. The conveyer belt stopped, and a door closed behind her, sealing her inside.
 
Then, it began to get very hot. Neva realized: this must be an oven! She felt the liquid on her harden on her skin, and sweat ran down her face as she was cooked alive. And just when she couldn’t take it anymore, the heat faded, and a door in front of her opened. The conveyer belt began moving again.
 
Neva could see light ahead of her, and also hear people talking. She listened in.
 
“Neva’s almost ready, Mr. Ian! See, she’s almost at the end here!” It was Leafie’s voice.
 
“Excellent,” said a sultry southern voice that had to be Ian. “I can’t wait to have her in my stomach. . . I’ve been waiting a long time for this.”
 
The arms around Neva lifted her up, and a silver platter came down from the ceiling, landing on the conveyer belt. Neva was placed on the platter, and then, the arms let her go.
 
Neva tried to free herself, but the hardened liquid on her was holding her in place! So, she couldn’t move as the conveyer belt brought her closer to the light ahead.
 
She saw Leafie peeking in, and the koala gave her a smile. Once Neva reached her, Leafie picked up the platter holding her and walked to the right, up to a fox in a blue suit. “Here she is, Mr. Ian!” Leafie exclaimed. “All ready for you!”
 
Ian smiled down at Neva, licking her lips. “Hello, Neva dear,” he said to her. “I’ve been watching you for a long time, and I can’t wait to finally enjoy you. Finally, you’re my food at last. . .”
 
“Fuck you!” Neva screamed—or tried to scream, at least. Her voice was still blocked off by the apple in her mouth.
 
Ian laughed, and patted her head. “Aw, adorable—you think you can resist,” he purred. “That’s real cute, darlin’. Leafie, will you please feed her to me?”
 
“Happily, sir!” Leafie replied cheerfully. Holding up the platter with one hand, she lifted Neva up, and brought her over to Ian as the fox opened his maw wide. Neva was transfixed by the sight: the CEO’s sharp teeth and pink tongue were both dripping with drool, and behind both is his looming throat. Before she knew it, her head is stuffed inside.
 
Ian lapped her up, running his tongue over her face, hair, and ears. “Mmm. . . The spices & broth really brings out your flavor, darlin’,” the fox said. Then, he swallowed her head with a loud /GULP/, and Neva was sucked down into his throat. Starting to panic now, she tried once again to squirm and fight this, but she still couldn’t move.
 
Ian ate her steadily, bite by bite, lapping her up all the while. Neva was sent deeper into the hungry fox, and it didn’t take long for her to reach her destination. Her head popped into a new area, one that’s not as tight, and at first, she was relieved. But then, the smell of acid hit her nose, and she looked around: she was in a spherical chamber surrounded by hungry, growling walls, ones that were dripping with liquid—this was the stomach!
 
“HELP!” Neva screamed around the apple, fighting and thrashing once again. Ian laughed and swallowed her down faster, which brought more of her into the hungry belly. Soon, he sucked in the last of her, slurping up her tail and sending all of her into his growling gut. Neva was curled up inside of the ravenous stomach, which was bulging out significantly thanks to her.
 
“Ahhhhh. . . You were just as delicious as I imagined, sweetheart,” Ian said, letting out a /UUUUUURP!/ “Neva, would you mind rubbing my belly? I want to relax while my beautiful morsel digests.”
 
“Sure thing, boss!” Leafie replied.
 
“Digests?!” Neva echoed, her voice still muffled. She thrashed around, and eventually was able to free her legs. So the fox girl kicked the walls with all of her might—but that only made them grumble louder. And a moment later, stomach acids began pouring down on top of her.
 
“NO!” Neva screamed as she was digested alive, her flesh melting away and turning into goop. She kicked the walls harder, panicking now, wanting desperately to get out of this situation. But nothing she did seemed to be doing anything. A moment later, the stomach walls squeezed around her tight, rubbing against her and getting acids all over her. By now, the bottom half of Neva was melted away, and she was in liquid up to her torso. . .
 
Leafie rubbed the belly from the outside, which only made the stomach more active on the inside. Neva screamed in horror as more & more of her melted, and fought to free her arms. She was eventually able to do it, and she banged against the walls desperately, wanting to escape more than anything.
 
“Thanks for the massages from the inside, darlin’!” Ian exclaimed, making Neva’s heart sink. “I do love an active piece of prey. . . But don’t worry. Soon, you’re going to be part of me, and you won’t have to worry about anything anymore.”
 
Stomach acids landed on Neva’s arms, and those melted away too, making her unable to fight anymore. By now, only the fox girl’s shoulders, neck, and head were left. All of this time, she had been trying to resist, holding out hope that she could get out of this somehow. But now, she was beginning to resign herself to her fate. She was going to be Ian’s, whether she wanted to be or not.
 
Neva closed her eyes and didn’t resist anymore. Soon, all of her had melted away into liquid.
 
Ian let out a happy sigh and patted his belly. “Finally, she’s all mine,” he purred, grinning. “Leafie, give me some more belly rubs while I absorb her into me, won’t you?”
 
“Happily, sir!” Leafie exclaimed. She massaged his gut as Neva’s remains were converted into fat & muscle, and went into Ian’s body: they added onto his pecs & thighs, and made his ass bigger, too.
 
“How do I look?” Ian asked Leafie with a smile.
 
“Great, sir!” the koala told him, nodding approvingly. “You look even more fabulous than before!”
 
“Thanks, Leafie,” Ian said. “Finally. . .
 
“. . . Neva is a part of me at last.”