After Hours - Part I
 
 
Harryhausen’s Diner
 
 
10 : 30 Post-Meridium.
The last customers departed a quarter of an hour earlier, and most of the staff also left no later than five minutes prior to closing time.
“Most” was the keyword to keep in memory, for three staff members were staying at the restaurant, preparing their routine for the night shift.
 
The first staff member staying for the night shift was the gorgeous but strong-willed waitress known as Hiroto Yuria.
As usual, she had come right on time for the evening and had been busy serving customers and dealing with some of the ill-mannered ones, fortunately not having to resort to physical violence due to the relatively chill ambience that day.
“Good thing I only had to diss these undisciplined louts…” She thought to herself, sighing as she was hit with a slight sense of relief, aware of the fact she was going to stay all night long in the now-closed diner, “Saves me a fair share of energy for the night to come.”.
And she could not be closer to the truth, for the night shift basically started from 10:30 PM to 6 AM.
 
“Alright, time to go to the security office.” The waitress spoke, stretching her arms upwards before heading to said office, “Might as well do some little briefing session to properly plan out stuff for the newbie.”.
As she headed away from the dining area, Yuria went past a large, rectangular vivarium made out of a resilient glazing with a sliding door that allowed anyone to pet the mascot that rested inside it.
The waitress momentarily laid her eyes on the sleeping mascot, which turned out to be a male giant worm with a dark beige skin that ended up being affectionately dubbed Mister Noodles.
Because he was sleeping in a curled position, Mister Noodles didn’t display how large he really was, being as wide as Yuria’s arm and being at least as long as an average humpback whale, if not more, making him one of the largest living animals of his time.
 
The waitress momentarily smiled at how peaceful the restaurant’s mascot was sleeping before resuming her march to the office, unaware that her scent slightly stirred Mister Noodles from his slumber.
 
 
A few moments later
 
 
After looking at an e-mail containing instructions for the night to come, Yuria stood back up and turned to the two other staff members, both female, and cleared her throat.
“Alright, ladies, I just checked what the boss expects to be done, nothing that strays too far from the usual routine.” the waitress spoke, in a firm but calm tone, as she turned her head to the night security guard, a female orc that went by the name of Kari.
Kari was pretty tall, even more so than Hiroto Yuria herself, being around seven feet tall, to the extent the latter ended up nicknaming her “The Mountain”, in a friendly manner no less.
The tall orc lady had green skin and was gifted with a rather pretty face for someone her kind, the tusks that stemmed up from her lower jaw not hindering her beauty in any fathomable way, while her yellow eyes gave her a piercing gaze that could scare the living soul out of even the most daring burglar, and her head was basically crowned with long, clean red hair styled into a ponytail.
Her frame was overall pretty muscular, her arms alone being more than big enough to make a certain Austrian-American actor look scrawny in comparison. Her legs were around ten inches wider, especially her thighs, which she used to crush watermelons in her free time or creeps that were stupid enough to try and mess with her.
Of course, the night guard was also gifted with pretty generous curves, her thick thighs supporting an equally large rear and her torso being ornamented with breasts that surpassed Hiroto Yuria’s own chest in terms of size.
Such measurements proved to be quite an issue in many aspects of Kari’s life, especially when it came to clothing, and as such, until her proper guard uniform was ready, the female orc was allowed to come to work dressed as an office lady for the time being.
 
“Alright, Kari, all you have to do is watch the monitors and contact us with this device if you notice anything you’d consider unusual” Hiroto explained, pointing at the talkie-walkies in the shelf after picking one up, “And before you ask, yeah, feel free to patrol around the area but refrain from going where Slyvian and I will be cleaning.”.
 
“Sounds fine by me” Kari answered with her deep, yet surprisingly feminine voice, one that came with an almost stereotypical Orkish accent that left no place to doubt whenever someone would try and figure out the species she belonged to.
 
“Well, well, ladies,” the third lady intervened, bringing attention to herself as Yuria and her orc-ish colleague exchanged few, simple words ⎼ Kari wasn’t exactly the brightest kind of person, which often complicated conversations ⎼ about how the night shift should go, “What are we waiting for ?”.
 
 
Taken aback by the abrupt interruption of her little pep talk with the security guard, Yuria proceeded to turn towards the third lady, who worked at the diner as a janitor.
 
 
Said janitor was Slyvian, an alluring tiefling whose skin tone was light reddish.
Her head was ornamented with pointy ears, brownish horns that curled backwards and were among the most obvious traits that helped people recognize her.
Another specific characteristic was her silky crimson hair, which stopped right above her hips while her side bangs reached her chest, and speaking of figures, Slyvian was gifted with a voluptuous body, her large rear being supported by thick thighs that could easily crush watermelons despite not having as much muscular density as Kari, and her breasts were basically bigger than her head, leaving most people wondering how she managed to avoid having back pain or even get dressed without having her clothes ripping off at the swiftest move.
Though she was a janitor, the tiefling looked more like a wealthy aristocrat’s maid, wearing a black dress with a white area on her chest, along with an apron of the same color as the bust area, with the end of the dress showing black heeled shoes, and none of these elements in her outfit seemed to hinder her movement range in the slightest.
 
 
Looking at the janitor, the waitress gave her a nod as she knew she didn’t have to tell Slyvian about the cleaning process at this point.
As a matter of fact, the tiefling’s mind was much sharper than Kari’s, and the former had been around the restaurant for more than three years, enough for her to get acquainted with every corner of the place.
 
 
—--- A couple hours later —----
 
 
Thanks to their combined efforts, Hiroto Yuria and Slyvian already managed to clean the main front dining room and the western aisle in less time than previously anticipated, much to their satisfaction, for the front dining room was pretty spacious since it was designed to welcome a fair share of customers of many different sizes.
It also was among Yuria’s favorite portions of the restaurant, thanks to the fact its height allowed her to move around without risking getting her head knocked against one of the luminaries, combined with the fact she often got to serve customers with positive behavior around here.
 
 
Besides, the aisle also led to the room both the tall waitress and the janitor found themselves in, the Reward Room, which also needed to be cleaned for the next customers to use, should they show exemplary behavior around the waiters and waitresses working at Harryhausen’s Diner.
 
 
While the two were busy sweeping dust off the floor, Slyvian quickly caught notice of the waitress’ smiling during the time spent in this room.
“Having fond memories here, I see” the tiefling inquired, swiftly pulling Yuria from her thoughts and holding back a chuckle upon seeing the latter jumping in surprise at the unexpected statement.
“What ? Oh, n-not particularly-” Hiroto replied, stuttering a bit and feeling her cheeks reddening as she felt embarrassed, not that the intrusive thoughts having planted themselves in her mind were of any help.
“Oh come on, Yuria, if you intend to lie, you gotta be more convincing…” the janitor spoke, standing back up and crossing her arms, which only resulted in pushing her generous mounds of flesh upwards, while she gave a stern look and tilted her head, almost disappointed that her colleague and friend was trying to lie.
 
 
Not to mention, Hiroto Yuria was pretty bad at lying.
Sure, she had some situations where she had to save face, especially after the first time she got swallowed by some hungry plant on her way to work, but around her friends or family, she was not too keen on spewing out blatant lies, knowing there was no gain from it.
 
 
Eventually, the flustered waitress gave in upon seeing the tiefling giving her the “girl, i’m disappointed” look.
“Alright, alright, I’ll tell you, but this stays between us, okay ?” She spoke, her voice betraying a fleeting sense of embarrassment since she usually kept to herself in an effort to avoid mixing personal stuff and work, “Long story short, I let a lizard guy eat me a few weeks ago.”.
“Heh, do you mind elaborating ?” Slyvian inquired, now pausing with the broom still in her hands and a smile becoming apparent on her face, “I am all ears.”.
 
 
Yuria then proceeded to tell the tiefling everything about how this fateful evening went, especially detailing her meeting with Kosk, whom she described as a young, well-mannered and patient lizard-man she found pretty likable, and how his order was ruined by a snake-man who was pretty much his polar opposite, leading the waitress to kick said rude customer out after the latter attempted to eat her.
The human then went on to talk about how she resolved the matter with the lizard-man by having him eat her as a reward for his patience and decency, her cheeks growing flustered as her thoughts dwelled on memories of that experience.
 
 
“He really got you all worked up, didn’t he ?” Slyvian inquired, smirking as she noticed how her human friend was blushing while giving her fair share of eulogies regarding the young lizard-man, “Heh, I won’t judge, polite, well-mannered males have grown rather scarce lately.”.
 
 
Both ladies knew how truthful the latter’s statement really was. As a matter of fact, it was one of the main reasons they did not really show much of an interest in the opposite gender, for many of their interactions with males were usually professional, friendly at most, but some male customers were not exactly behaving decently around women, leading both Hiroto and Slyvian to significantly raise their standards.
 
 
However, just when Yuria was about to deliver an answer, she quickly noticed the tiefling’s ears perking up as the talkie-walkie made some scrambling noise, prompting the waitress to pick it up as she understood the security guard had something important to notify them about.
 
 
“Hello, hello ! I’d like to inform you that I detected movement near the Eastern Aisle, waiting for the instructions.” Kari spoke through the device, pleasantly surprising both the waitress and the janitor with her ability to react quickly in the event of an unusual activity, even though she has not been here for long.
 
 
“Copy that. Could you check the monitors in that area and tell us what you’re seeing, please ?” Yuria responded as she picked up on the talkie-walkie, keeping a professional demeanor despite feeling proud of the surprisingly quick progress the orc has made with the job in such a short timespan.
“Alright, sooo… Okay, Monitor B, I got a silhouette with wings knocking a few chairs down… Silhouette of a she-human.” Kari retorted, closely monitoring the situation as she stood up, preparing to deal with the winged intruder before the latter could cause any more ruckus throughout the Eastern Aisle.
 
 
The waitress then turned to her Tiefling friend and noticed a slightly annoyed expression on her face.
“Ugh… There she goes again, causing mischief…” Slyvian said, pinching the top of her nose and closing her eyes, none too happy to have to deal with the intruder’s shenanigans.
“Who ? Do you know her ?” Yuria inquired, having taken note of the janitor’s exasperation upon having heard the description the night guard gave them through their communication devices.
 
 
“Rayla. A succubus with a knack for causing trouble where she goes, and she just happens to fit the description our big orc pal gave us.” The janitor explained, sighing in an effort to keep her composure despite clearly being annoyed at how Rayla snuck her way into the restaurant just to make a hell out of the trio’s night shift, “Met her before, and trust me, you don’t want to leave her alone in a clean room with wet floor by herself.”.
“I see, this calls for drastic measures then.” Hiroto Yuria replied, now understanding why it would be a hassle to let the intruder reach the aisle they were in, before picking her talkie-walkie up to give Kari some instructions, “Alright, Kari, see the red button on your left ? You press it, it’s a safety measure to deal with this kind of intruder.”.
 
 
Carefully following the instructions given by Yuria, the night guard pressed up the button before looking at the monitor, more specifically at what the camera showed, said camera aiming at the vivarium in which Mister Noodles, the restaurant’s worm mascot, was contained.
The vivarium’s door, located on one side, began opening while the worm slowly raised its head up, having perceived the sound of the glass door sliding open… And a new, tantalizing scent.
 
 
Having been trained for such situations, Mister Noodles immediately figured an intruder was there and that it was time for him to deal with said intruder.
Lightly shooting a pinkish tendril out of his jawless mouth, the creature then sampled the air, still catching a whiff of that pleasant scent, which betrayed this intruder and potential prey’s presence.
The worm then opted to follow the trail, slowly crawling his way out of his little cozy home and revealing his actual size to the fullest extent, revealing to be around two thirds the size of the largest recorded blue whale, much to Kari’s surprise as she watched through the monitor, her talkie-walkie still close to her ear.
 
 
“Alright. You just let him deal with the intruder and when he’s done, you go and check on him and contact us, we will arrive and guide him back to the vivarium together, okay ?” Yuria instructed through her communication device, to which the orc nodded and told the waitress she understood the instruction, now shifting her alert gaze to the aisle as Rayla was knocking a few chairs on her way for no apparent reason.
 
 
Speaking of the devil, or in the current context, succubus, Rayla was rather easy to physically recognize, her skin being reddish in color, albeit in a darker tone than Slyvian, and black markings running down her cheeks, just below her green eyes.
Though she was not that tall compared to the average male human, her pearly white horns definitely added to the height, and her red wings proved to be quite impressive when deployed.
The succubus was also naturally gifted with an alluring silhouette, thick legs supporting an equally thick rear, which was ornamented with a thin but supple tail, and generous breasts almost as big as the ones belonging to Hiroto Yuria.
Such a body was covered with a rather special leotard, the black fabric held together by white laces and what looked like some carnivorous creature’s teeth, with larger ones at the rims of her black thigh-high stockings, the extremities of said stocking being open and leaving her toes exposed, the only thing marking a limit between the fabric and said exposed body parts being some sort of metallic armor.
Needless to say, as sexy as she looked, Rayla was quite keen on causing mischief wherever she went, and this restaurant would be no exception.
As a matter of fact, as soon as she teleported her way in, she had spent around five minutes knocking chairs down and was now currently manipulating gravity itself around the Eastern Aisle, thanks to a spell she seemed to master to quite an extent, snapping her fingers and surrounding the nearby tables and chairs with a magenta halo before lifting them off the ground.
Then, she flew, cheekily smiling as she had the furniture floating around the aisle before performing what could have been perceived as a work of art under other circumstances, causing the tables and chairs in close proximity to be set in almost every imaginable angle and pose, from a whole row of tables hanging from the ceiling to chairs sticking to the walls, not to mention the chair pyramid she had constructed as a result from intertwining the chairs’ legs together.
 
 
“Well, well, if this isn’t absolutely beautiful~” Rayla spoke, letting out a mischievous chuckle as she sat on a table that was spared from her shenanigans and contemplated the mess she had been making like a child that was taking a look at a drawing they would feel proud of, “Now, where to go next around this place ? Hmmmm…”
 
 
Giving her chin a little rub as she pondered, the succubus then stood up and walked up to what seemed to be the restaurant’s map, now looking for the next portion where she would further unleash her instinctual urge to cause mischief.
 
 
Unbeknownst to the succubus, however, the Harryhausen’s mascot had followed her scent and heat signature, now reaching the Eastern Aisle and turning its head in her general direction, now using his tiny, barely distinguishable eyes to get a good look at how scrumptious Rayla looked and analyzing where she was the least protected, having taken note of her golden wings and those pointy horns of her, which could definitely injure the worm if it decided to go for the head after subduing her.
 
 
Taking this parameter into account, Mister Noodles then silently snuck up to the succubus, using her focus on the restaurant’s map to his advantage while she was pondering where to go and what to do next, none too willing to make her actions look redundant in the slightest.
“Hmmm, perhaps I could go to the Western section and mess with the pictures… Wait, no, the customers would probably notice… Unless…” Rayla pondered, scratching her chin as she contemplated whether she should give a shot at switching the framed pictures’ places in order to potentially disorient people in the near future, lightly backing away from the map before she felt something wet wrapping around her left ankle, causing her pointy ears to lightly perk up, “Huh ? What in the - WOAH !”.
 
 
Before she could look down to see what grabbed a hold of her leg, the succubus barely had time to feel her other leg being wrapped in a similar fashion before whatever ensnared her swiftly proceeded to yank her backwards, causing the shocked demon to fall and hit her head hard on the floor.
Hitting the wooden floor with the back of her head, Rayla ended up making such an impact it ended up knocking her out.
 
 
As it turned out, Mister Noodles took his natural plain skin color back after using chromatophores and adjusting them to the floorboard’s colors, thus allowing himself to blend well within its environment.
Such an ability was what allowed the worm to sneak up on the unsuspecting Rayla, and sure would come in handy and make the mascot a feared predator if it ever was let out of the restaurant.
 
 
For the time being, however, the knocked out prey lying in front of it would do the trick just fine.
The worm then proceeded to retract his tendrils, reeling Rayla into its opening mouth, which eagerly accepted her feet, slobbering them with saliva in the process.
Had Rayla regained consciousness upon feeling her feet make contact with the slimy inner sides of Mister Noodles’ mouth, she probably would be in for quite the shock because of how such a simple-minded creature managed to catch her.
However, such a thing did not happen, allowing the worm to sample and enjoy the taste of her feet at will before an audible squelching sound escaped the creature as it began trailing its mouth over the succubus’ meaty calves, taking advantage of the lack of resistance from the latter.
That being said, wanting to ensure she could not wiggle her way free, the mascot proceeded to let one of his tendril creep its way up and around her legs and her tail, securely binding them together and slowly but steadily pulling the succubus further into his oral orifice.
 
 
Another peculiar ability that aided Mister Noodles in consuming Rayla consisted in having his mouth and throat constantly pulsating once it snatched a prey, each pulsation pulling the prey deeper without them being able to do anything about it, and it was exactly what was happening, the voluptuous prey item’s knees slowly vanishing past its jawless mouth, which began expanding a bit to greet her large, luscious thighs.
 
 
“Hnnn…” Rayla groaned, albeit faintly, shivers running down her spine as her predator’s mouth slowly trailed and pulsated over her thick thighs, the inner fleshy walls pressing and kneading her legs without ever relenting.
As a matter of fact, Rayla had rather sensitive thighs, which explained why she lightly began to stir and squint as the sensation of wetness around them grew intense with each pulsation made by the large worm’s mouth.
 
 
Surprisingly, though, aside of her chest rising and falling at a slightly quicker pace, nothing seemed to let one think the knocked out succubus would regain consciousness despite the soft, almost inaudible gasps escaping her lips as the worm kept trailing its mouth over her luscious thighs, soon reaching up to her hips.
 
 
The restaurant’s mascot momentarily paused, not because of how wide its prey’s child-bearing hips were, nor because of her rump’s thickness.
Rather, the succubus’ wings turned out to be quite an issue, since they spread out when she got swept off her feet in an effort to slow down the fall at the very least, though it was a risky move, for she could very well have broken either of her wings as well, and the pain could have kept her awake long enough to process what would be happening to her.
 
 
None too keen on finding out what its prey might actually be capable of in the event she woke up this soon, the worm simply shot a couple more tendrils, sending them creeping their way up and around her, with the first one lightly lifting the unconscious succubus off the ground, which in turn allowed the other one to grab her left wing and carefully fold it before pinning it to the side.
 
 
A shiver ran down Rayla’s spine as a third one slithered its way up, right against her back as it reached for her right wing and enacted the same action as with the left one, now fully preventing the demonic lass from spreading them out.
 
 
With its prey’s wings securely held in place with its surprisingly strong tendrils, the not-so simple-minded animal went on to resume its meal, now trailing forth to envelop the dark-haired beauty’s child-bearing hips, causing the rims of its mouth to rub against her crotch and her rear on a rather consistent basis.
This resulted in the succubus unconsciously letting out a series of soft moans as her chest rose and fell at a quicker pace, as if she was imagining herself getting railed by one of those male humans she enjoyed flirting with in order to drain them from their energy later on.
 
 
Despite hearing Rayla softly gasping and moaning, Mister Noodles did not care one bit about making her feel good in her unconscious state, only being interested in conquering more of her luscious body instead.
 
 
With a rather noisy slurp, the creature trailed its mouth over its prey’s hips with relative ease, thanks to the saliva lubricating her lower body, and wasted no time moving forth, each pulsation of its surprisingly strong throat muscles pulling the succubus deeper.
Only then did Rayla start moving, a frown drawing itself on her face as she squinted upon feeling the worm’s pulsating mouth slowly enveloping more of her voluptuous figure.
 
 
“Hnnn… My head…” She muttered as she weakly opened her eyes, groaning in pain as she began regaining consciousness, though still too stunned to even notice what exactly was happening to her.
“Must have… hit my head really hard- ” The succubus added before registering the odd feeling of humid warmth surrounding her body, which was pretty much getting kneaded by soft, fleshy walls? “Huh ??”.
 
 
Her eyes now adjusted to the barely-lit area, Rayla proceeded to look down, only to have her view obstructed by her massive breasts, much to her slight annoyance as they proved to be quite the hindrance when it came to satisfying her curiosity like in the present context.
“Urgh… this gotta be one of the times I envy those bottom-heavy gals… At least they get to see what happens.” She spoke, her irritation manifesting in the form of a sigh as she then tilted her head to the side in an attempt to look past one of those fatty mounds of hers.
 
 
That being said, sight was not the only sense on which the succubus could rely.
Her ears picked up rather disgusting sounds, which consisted of loud squelches and gulps, thus causing her eyes to widen as she was hit with the realization she was being eaten, which explained the feeling of wetness surrounding her body.
But her large breasts pretty much prevented her from seeing what was doing so.
 
 
Now met with the certainty she was being eaten, Rayla now had to know what was the thing behind her predicament.
Having been sprawled out above her head, her arms had been spared from the tendrils tying them to her sides like her wings were, thus enabling the succubus to move them at leisure, which could prove useful in the current context.
Wasting no time, she reached down, only for her hands to make contact with the moist, rubbery texture of her predator’s skin, leading her to rule out any mammalian critter, or any vertebrate for that matter, considering she was feeling her body perfectly bulging the creature’s throat out.
 
 
“Is this what I think it is ??” Rayla inquired, curiosity settling in her mind as her hands began running over to the rims of the worm’s jawless mouth, which further cemented the fact she was definitely not becoming a meal for any vertebrate organism but rather some revolting, lowly creature the restaurant regarded as its proud mascot, “A giant worm, huh ? Was that really the best thing they could come up with, security-wise ??”.
 
 
“Okay, buddy, you have had your fun tasting my body, but now, you gotta let me off the hook.” Rayla spoke, none really too keen on letting Mister Noodles deal with her as it always had with many humanoid prey before.
She began attempting to push the fleshy rims of the worm’s mouth in an effort to pull herself out and started wiggling her legs, seeking enough leverage to actually try and push her way free from her devourer’s unrelenting grip, to no avail.
Taken aback by the seemingly simple-minded beast’s refusal to let go of her, the succubus began intensifying her efforts, grunting in slight discomfort as her body got bombarded with repeated pulsations, each pulling her back in every time she tried to propel her body out.
 
 
“C’mon ! Get off already, you lowly fiend !” The succubus exclaimed, still attempting to wiggle and push her way out, only for the worm to not budge any further than a single inch, “You do realize you’re eating a princess, right ??”
As a matter of fact, Rayla was the daughter of the Queen of succubi, which mostly explained why it didn’t sit too well for her to become such a lowly creature’s meal.
Not that Mister Noodles cared.
The mascot did not care about its prey’s status.
Whether they were simple commoners with bad manners such as the ‘Karens’ it sometimes fed on, royalty or even goddesses, it never mattered to the creature, for it only thought of how filling they would be in its stomach, that they all shared the same fate, food that was meant to be conquered.
 
 
Speaking of meals, the big-breasted succubus was still putting up some resistance, mostly slapping and pushing onto the fleshy rims of the animal’s mouth until she gained some leverage.
“Now’s my chance !” Rayla thought, using the footing she had to push and used her arms, putting most of her strength into them as she pushed at the greedy maw, with surprisingly decent results, for she managed to pull herself up to her midriff, “C’mon, just a little more…”.
 
 
Wiggling a bit more, the succubus princess soon managed to slip the top of her hips out of her predator’s mouth, now starting to feel mildly optimistic about her chances of escaping her fate as worm food.
However, Mister Noodles was not going to have any of it, slightly widening his mouth as its prey pushed at the fleshy lips, if the rims of the worm’s mouth could even be called such a thing.
This small action resulted in both the succubus’ hands to slip right inside the mascot’s ravenous maw, effectively pinning her arms to her sides and trapping her for good, much to her frustration.
 
 
“Aw, come on ! I was almost there !” the princess scoffed, frustrated at how her efforts to break free were all in vain, before laying her head back down to look at the ceiling as the body parts she managed to pull out sank back into her devourer’s oral orifice with little to no difficulty, thanks to the saliva lubricating most of her figure.
 
 
Staring in annoyance at the ceiling, Rayla then felt the wormy predator’s progress coming to a halt, right under her breasts, causing her to slightly lift her head and grin as a new glimmer of hope illuminated her eyes.
“Seems like these big bags of fat do have more tricks up the sleeve, don’t they ?” She spoke, now mocking Mister Noodles’ progress as the rims were mostly grazing against her underboobs, leaving her to wonder if the size of her rack would prove too much for her attacker to handle.
 
 
Unfortunately for the succubus, the mascot was merely gathering energy and opened his mouth slightly wider before trailing forth, soon starting to envelop her generous breasts.
After all, if he managed to engulf her thick legs and rump, then conquering those udders would not be that much of an issue.
Trailing over the large rack, Mister Noodles pressed his mouth around Rayla’s torso, causing her breasts to be squished and unintentionally eliciting a moan from the succubus’ lips, which left the latter to be flustered with embarrassment, for never she had thought or expected she would have such a reflex triggered by an animal as simple as this ribbon worm.
 
 
“Urgh… You really do not know when to give up, do you ?” Rayla spoke, feeling frustrated at how her huge rack failed to stop the giant worm’s progress and experiencing a fleeting sense of shame as she tried to hold back another gasp while the worm advanced under her watchful eye.
 
 
With a wet slurping sound, Mister Noodles then completely engulfed the succubus’ breasts and steadily reached up to her shoulders, his progress no longer hindered by any prominent body part of hers that would possibly bulge his throat out, much to Rayla’s ongoing frustration.
 
 
“Alright, guess what ? You win. Just make it quick.” The alluring lady said, sighing in defeat and accepting her fate as her shoulders vanished into the mascot’s slimy mouth.
After all, what else could she do at this point ?
There was no weapon she could have used in close proximity. That being said, even if she found something, it would not have any lasting effects on the animal, and considering how deep she was, even with her spells, Rayla knew damn well there was no conceivable way she could twist her way out and free herself from her devourer’s surprisingly strong and unrelenting grip.
Silently watching as her luscious body formed a tight, feminine bulge, Rayla soon felt her head forced up as the worm was now trailing over her neck, leading her to stare at the ceiling before footsteps reached her ears, indicating she was not exactly alone in this restaurant.
 
 
“I don’t suppose you will g-mmmhhh” the succubus spoke, only to be cut off mid-sentence as Mister Noodle effortlessly glided his mouth over the lower half of her face, covering her mouth and efficiently muffling whatever she planned to say.
Rolling her eyes, Rayla proceeded to close them, seeing no use in keeping them open for the descent, not only because she didn’t want to get the beast’s saliva into her eyes but also because she would barely see anything else than the quivering walls of flesh massaging her body.
 
 
Therefore, she didn’t get to see the beast slowly envelop her head with its greedy maw, completely replacing her vision of the outside world with one of darkness and pulsating fleshy walls that further pulled her down with each peristaltic response.
Her long, straight horns were quick to follow, and with another wet slurp, followed by an equally loud gulp, Rayla had entirely been swallowed, her shapely frame bulging out his throat and slowly but steadily sliding all the way down to his stomach.
 
 
As soon as this happened, her gravity-defying spell abruptly wore off, causing the chairs and tables she displayed on the aisle’s walls and ceiling to fall and making quite the ruckus, drawing Kari, Slyvian and Yuria’s attention as they interrupted their work upon hearing the furniture crash onto the floor.
 
 
“Did you hear that ??” The orc asked, speaking through her device as she was checking on the Eastern Aisle through the monitors, only to see Mister Noodles looking around in confusion in the midst of the huge mess resulting from Rayla’s spell wearing off, with the latter forming a feminine bulge wriggling in slight discomfort at how tightly she was trapped inside the worm’s stomach.
“Yeah, we heard that. By the way, weren’t you supposed to check out on Mister Noodles after he was done ?” Hiroto Yuria responded, quickly reminding Kari to do the check up on the mascot now that he was done dealing with the intruder and culprit behind all this ruckus, “And by checking, I meant you get off the desk and go where he is.”.
 
 
“Ah, uh, I didn’t understand it that way, my bad…” The night guard retorted, rubbing the back of her head in embarrassment at her own misunderstanding, much to the waitress’ slight disappointment as the latter was reminded this orc was pretty much new to the job and still needed her fair share of proper training to do her job correctly.
“Whatever, I’ll go there myself, I need to assess the extent of the mess this succubus made anyway” Yuria spoke, sighing to evacuate some stress before turning to Slyvian in order to inform her of what to do next.
 
 
“Alright, Slyv’, gonna go to the Eastern Aisle and check on the big guy. Will probably call you later, and I hope you’re ready, from what the ruckus we heard, we’ll have lots of work putting things back in order.” The woman explained while cracking her neck as she mentally prepared herself to see the extent of the potential damages and potentially face a pay cut, for all three women were responsible for the Harryhausen’s during the night shift, and therefore, they also would take responsibility if there was significant damage or harm done to the restaurant’s mascot.
Speaking of the devil, Yuria remembered it was also a good opportunity to have his vivarium cleaned up and turned to the tiefling, “Until then, think you can get Mister Noodles’ little home all clean ?”.
 
 
“Aye, I can do that. Just going to gather the right stuff.” The tiefling replied, trustfully nodding as she then strode her way to the locker where the cleaning tools and products for the ribbon worm’s habitat were stored.
Grasping one of the cleaning products, which was designed to work on the glass walls of the mascot’s den, Slyvian carefully inspected it, mostly in order to check whether a resupply was necessary.
After all, with Mister Noodles’ vivarium needing to be cleaned at least twice a week, it was not far-fetched to think there would be a shortage regarding the cleaning solutions, especially the odor removers, for the few dejections the mascot produced often proved to emit an unpleasant smell that could potentially taint the restaurant’s reputation.
 
 
Speaking of the cleaning, considering her nature, the janitor could very well have used the few magic tricks she had up her sleeves to have the worm’s lair all cleaned up in no time with just a few finger moves, but she never did, mostly regarding the use of magic for her job as cheating, and if anything, this was no option for her.
In fact, she always preferred to do her job as honestly as imaginably possible, even if it meant she’d reek of the mascot’s waste.
 
 
“Alright, got what I need, time to put those to good use” she said as she then grasped what looked like a bucket of sand with a dung shovel, carrying it with one hand and having the cleaning solutions, sponge and kitchen towels securely wrapped in her other arm.
In spite of not having arms as muscular as that new night guard, Slyvian was still strong enough to carry all that stuff around the place, and she had just the right amount of experience to actually try and accomplish such tasks.
 
 
Soon enough, she arrived at the open, empty vivarium, putting down everything she carried before turning towards the camera, silently instructing Kari to turn the lights on, to which the orc obliged.
As a tiefling, Slyvian had better eyesight than average humans, but at no point would she ever refuse to have light around, which would be helpful in her upcoming tasks, even though she would also get to rely on her sense of smell.
 
 
Speaking of which, she only took a couple seconds at most to catch the scent of the worm’s dung, which was far from too pleasant.
However, as irritating as the stench was to her nostrils, the tiefling knew better than to complain.
After all, she has gone through much worse, such as cleaning the sidewalk in front of the restaurant after a customer’s pet and mount Brontosaurus took quite the dump.
Thankfully, the customer was willing to take responsibility and help her that day.
The sole memory of it made her nostrils itch, indicating the unpleasant experience left its mark.
 
 
But for the time being, she had to stay focused on her task.
Putting on her white latex gloves, the janitor then proceeded to slide the vivarium’s other door, which was large enough to allow a humanoid her size to enter the mascot’s den.
 
 
“Alright, time to get rid of this little minefield” She thought to herself, scanning the surroundings with her eyes before putting the bucket down and arming herself with the small dung shovel.
Bending on her knees, the tiefling quickly noticed brown-ish balls, which were not so dissimilar from the type of dung a rabbit would expel, and proceeded to scoop them up with the shovel before depositing them into the bucket, and repeating the task while meticulously checking if she didn’t miss any of the mascot’s droppings.
“Man, I hope I have enough time to take a break when I’m done with this…” Slyvian muttered as she stood back up, refraining from wiping her face as her once-white gloves sometimes made contact with the droppings during what seemed to be the worst part of cleaning Mister Noodles’ little lair.
As a matter of fact, she’d pretty much enjoy having a moment off until Yuria summoned her to the Eastern Aisle, towards where the latter had departed.
 
 
Meanwhile
 
 
Guiding herself with her flashlight and covering some distance with her stride, Yuria eventually arrived at the Eastern Aisle, soon freezing in surprise at the sight before her.
 
 
“Holy moly” She swore, her eyes widened as she looked at the tables and chairs that got flipped over, with some of the seats even sustaining slight damages from their fall, “Oh boy, Slyv’ and that salary of ours really won’t like it one bit”.
 
 
While they were not behind the mess that happened in this section of the restaurant, the waitress and her other two colleagues would still be held responsible for anything bad that would happen to the place during their night shift, and the thought of having to deal with a pay cut was enough for Yuria to let a loud sigh of annoyance escape her lips and ponder how she would deal with the furniture until the janitor was done cleaning the vivarium.
 
 
Her contemplations were then cut short upon hearing muffled moans of protest nearby, prompting the waitress to look down and see Mister Noodles lying on the floor before raising his head in her direction, for he had sensed the vibrations each of her steps was generating.
Looking over at the worm, the woman quickly took notice of the shapely bulge slightly wriggling out of discomfort in what seemed to be the stomach section, something even Yuria had trouble remembering, considering the mascot’s species was often considered as little more than some sort of autonomous digestive tract.
 
 
Glancing once more at the piled up chairs and flipped tables, the waitress quickly figured the mascot could not have made that much of a mess on his own, especially after that time where he escaped and expertly snuck around the furniture and well through the vents, leading the staff to resort to using a decently shaped volunteer as a bait to lure him back to his den.
 
 
“Looks like you have dealt with the culprit, haven’t you ?” Yuria spoke, smiling proudly at the mascot before gently patting his head, to which the worm responded with what could be translated as a happy gurgling sound, some behavioral trait that could be likened to how dogs such as golden retrievers would behave upon being called ‘good’.
 
 
While she was rather affectionate towards the mascot, almost having been tempted to keep him as a pet at some point in her career at the Harryhausen’s, the waitress was not so kind with the succubus he had just swallowed.
In fact, the woman felt like there was an opportunity too good to ignore and seized it, having decided to taunt the intruder for a little bit.
 
 
“Are you well-seated ? I hope you are, because you’re in for a while” Yuria said, letting a sassy chuckle escape her lips as she turned to the bulge Rayla was forming inside the creature’s stomach, even going as far as teasingly poking at the lump formed by the succubus’ head, “You should have thought twice before messing with the wrong restaurant, honey~”.
The waitress was already famous for being sassy at times, but only publicly displayed it towards rude customers, even going as far as giving sick roast burns to let everyone know she would not take bullshit from anyone, and even her colleagues knew better than to provoke her into a roast contest, for she often came victorious in those verbal jousting sessions.
 
 
In the current case, the black-haired beauty’s target was none than the succubus, who let out muffled grunts of protest and annoyance at how Yuria relished in ridiculing her situation, adding insult to the injury of having been swallowed whole by the restaurant’s mascot, which began to lock his tiny eyes on the voluptuous, six-feet-tall waitress, her flexed thick thighs emphasizing the size of her shapely rear, which turned out to be in his direct line of sight.
 
 
On one hand, Mister Noodles already ate quite the scrumptious meal, if the bulge Rayla formed was of any indication, and this meal would probably take longer to digest than average non-demonic females such as humans or dwarves, not to mention the process would be further lengthened if he took Hiroto Yuria for dessert.
On the other hand, the mascot did not have that many opportunities to get close to the waitress due to how busy her schedule could be at times, let alone try and take her.
And this time, letting the chance slip was out of the question.
Rearing his head up, the worm proceeded to sneak close enough to Yuria’s head, taking advantage of the distraction the succubus provided.
 
 
“Hahah, you really thought you would find some men in this place, and this late ? What a dumb bitch you are.” The waitress spoke, still taunting Rayla and relishing in her sassy attitude, to the extent she failed to notice the mascot sneaking his head closer to hers, at least until she turned around, after which she jumped backwards in surprise.
 
 
“Woah !” She exclaimed as she jumped back at how close Mister Noodles’ face was, soon landing on her butt, the fall causing her breasts to visibly bounce, further triggering the worm’s appetite, “Did you really need to-”.
 
 
Before the woman could even finish her sentence, the mascot let a poofing sound escape his lips and spewed a purple-ish cloud right at her face, said cloud slowly beginning to spread across the room as the creature blew more of it out of his mouth.
 
 
Her eyelids instinctively closed themselves as a defensive mechanism, preventing the gassy substance from getting into her eyes.
However, given the amounts of this purple gas the creature expelled, the waitress could not help but end up inhaling some of the volatile agent, leading her to cough up a little.
 
 
“Wh-what have you…?” Yuria inquired, attempting to process what was just happening until she felt most of her muscles in her body relax almost immediately, her mind slowly drifting into a state of pure inebriation, leading her to become unable to get back up due to the rather euphoric feeling she began to experience.
She then proceeded to open her eyes, which now glistened with a purple hue mixing well with her otherwise brown irises, a smile steadily drawing itself on her face.
 
 
As a matter of fact, the purple-ish cloud Mister Noodles had released was actually a potent gas with hypnotic properties, an ability his species had developed over time, either to distract and put potential predators to sleep or to subdue prey items.
Either way, the hypnotic gas had potent effects that were almost immediate, taking effect as soon as the prey inhaled it and had the volatile agent make contact with the skin and overall systems.
Inhaling the gas could result in having the muscles relax, inducing an euphoric sensation in the process,one that could last long after initial contact, lasting longer the more one remained exposed to it.
 
 
And this was exactly what was happening to Hiroto Yuria, who looked in awe at the giant worm, her mind having been completely clouded to the extent she could not even think of putting up any semblance of resistance as the creature’s head loomed over hers.
 
 
“Oh you wanted to give mama a little kiss ? How adorable” The waitress spoke, her tone once again turning affectionate, too deeply entranced to even control her body, which moved pretty much on its own as demonstrated when she gently reached out to the worm while closing her eyes and holding out her cheek for the latter to smooch, as he sometimes did whenever she had time to give him a treat.
However, rather than the expected peck on the cheek, the woman soon felt warm wetness surrounding her head, prompting her to open them and notice her vision was replaced by sheer darkness as the mascot enveloped her head in his mouth, enjoying the soft flavor emanating from her skin in the process.
“I get it, you wanted a treat ?” She added, chuckling in intoxicated bliss as the ravenous animal was slowly trailing down her neck and began widening his jawless mouth for her shoulders to fit right in, “You looked a bit full, though~”.
 
 
Sensing little to no resistance from the waitress, Mister Noodles extended his mouth and almost effortlessly trailed over her somewhat broad shoulders, which resulted from her consistent work-out routine, though it ironically served no purpose at the moment, if not for slowing the animal down.
 
 
Letting a small groan of comfort escape her lips, Yuria lightly wiggled, nestling her head against the quivering walls of flesh that were pressing into her, occasionally smothering her face with each pulsation, which began pulling her deeper as the worm reached the upper portion of her breasts.
 
 
Considering how large Yuria’s twin mounds of flesh and fat were, they would prove to be quite a mouthful, and handling them would have been one hell of a challenge for similarly-sized and inexperienced vertebrate organisms.
However, free from the inconveniences an internal bony skeleton would provide and having conquered the voluptuous Rayla a few moments prior, the giant worm would have very little to no problem conquering the waitress.
At most, her curves would slow his progress down.
 
 
Speaking of which, the mascot began trailing down the waitress’ generous breasts, the slippery rims of his mouth already pressing into them and eliciting instinctive moans from her lips, despite her clothing providing a barrier between the fleshy inner side of her predator’s greedy maw and her bare skin.
“H-hey ! N-no playing with food under this roof” Yuria muttered between a few gasps, almost in a tone of playful reproach.
While deep down, a part of her subconscious was telling her to snap out of it, the woman’s body did nothing to offer any semblance of resistance against the ‘chewing’ motion the worm exerted on her breasts, almost as if tenderizing them.
 
 
Biting her lip, the dark-haired beauty did her best to keep any sense of control she had left, lightly wiggling as her upper body began forming a bulge in the animal’s seemingly endless throat.
The motion she performed was enough for the creature to remain motivated as he gained some leverage and fully engulfed her chest with a disgustingly loud gulp, leaving her arms pinned to her sides and rendering any escape impossible, even if the waitress was to snap out of her hypnotic trance, which seemed to last really long given her prolonged exposure to the gas she inhaled earlier.
 
 
Taking full advantage of the lack of resistance the voluptuous woman would provide, the worm effortlessly worked his way down her waist before hoisting his head up in a surprising display of strength, lifting Yuria’s lower body in the process, leaving her formidable rear in view for any prying eyes.
“Ooooh, showing off how strong you are, big boy ?” The waitress said, giggling in trance-induced amusement as she felt her thick legs momentarily lose contact with the wooden floorboards, resulting in them dangling still thanks to the hypnotic gas having relaxed almost every muscle in her body.
A gasp soon escaped her lips once again as she felt the fleshy rims of the mascot’s greedy mouth slide over her child-bearing hips, starting to envelop her bountiful butt in the process.
 
 
As firm as the mascot would find it out to be, Yuria’s thick rump was still somewhat sensitive, and such sensitivity was further boosted by the hypnotic substance that had been circulating through her systems upon inhalation.
Had she snapped out of her trance, the waitress would have berated the mascot, calling him a pervert for biding such an extended period of time as he pressed his mouth around her hips, further tenderizing her ass.
But the hypnotic effects still lingered, therefore heavily clouding her judgment if the couple muffled moans were of any indication, an altered judgment of which Mister Noodles took advantage as his mouth pulsated on her rear, the fleshy ring grazing against her body with the skirt acting as a thin barrier between quivering flesh and her flawless skin while every pulsation helped pulling Yuria even deeper.
 
 
Soon enough, the giant ribbon worm managed to completely engulf the woman’s thick rear with little to no difficulty.
After all, considering how he handled Rayla’s huge assets and Yuria’s prominent chest, there was little to no explainable reason the latter’s booty would prove to be much of a problem, even if one could say the restaurant’s mascot was biting off more than he could chew considering how voluptuous his prey actually were.
 
 
With the woman’s rear now conquered, Mister Noodles once again put his inner tendrils to work, somewhat rapidly sending them creeping their way down and around her thick, luscious legs in order to bind them together.
While the hypnosis was still going strong, the worm was not going to take the risk and have his prey thrash around so wildly, should she even end up fully coming back to her senses, recalling an unpleasant experience when an entitled young influencer was delivered to his vivarium for him to eat, and when he was halfway through his meal, the influencer’s high heels loosened as her legs had been flailing furiously, resulting in one of the shoes’ heels wounding him in the head.
 
 
Now that her pantyhose-clad legs were securely tied together, there was no conceivable way the waitress could kick her legs in a vain effort to escape her inevitable predicament, not that she was putting any semblance of a fight considering how deeply entranced she was, merely bucking her body as the powerful throat muscles kneaded her, each contraction pushing her further down the creature’s esophagus.
Another peristaltic response led the giant worm to work his mouth down over his prey’s shapely thighs with frightening efficiency, her calves soon following suit thanks to the tendrils lubricating them with saliva and leaving only her feet sticking outside of the greedy ring of flesh.
 
 
At this point, even if she somehow snapped out of her entranced state, Hiroto Yuria would in all likelihood never have bothered putting up much of a fight, considering the fact she was too far down to even come up with a way to stop or, at least, slow down her inevitable descent.
 
 
Raising his head, Mister Noodles aided himself with gravity, letting out a disgustingly loud squelching noise as his prey’s feet ultimately vanished into his mouth, followed with an equally noisy gulp, thus sealing the waitress’ fate.
With the woman now completely swallowed whole, the giant worm turned his head to look at the curvaceous bulge Yuria formed in his throat as she slowly but steadily descended, each peristaltic response propelling her closer to the animal’s gastric chamber, where she would be joining Rayla and keep her company.
Inside the stomach
 
 
Securely nestled in the tight confines of her fleshy prison, Rayla simply laid there as her body was being coated in gastric fluids and enduring the constant massage provided by the quivering walls of flesh surrounding her.
As a matter of fact, she did not bother struggling in an attempt to get out, for every time she attempted to push the stomach walls apart or to propel herself up whenever she gained a semblance of leverage, they always forced her back in place, thus forcing her to fully come to terms with her destiny as worm chow.
“Hm ?” She muttered upon picking up a muffled noise, which sounded like a feminine moan coming from the throat and more intelligible as it got closer.
 
 
It didn’t take long for the source of the sound to reveal itself to be a still-entranced Hiroto Yuria, the latter’s head plopping right into the stomach before a few more contractions from the fleshy sphincter propelled her further in the already-occupied gastric cavity.
Landing right on top of the succubus, the waitress almost accidentally smothered the former with her respectably-sized breasts, which momentarily pressed upon the previous prey’s face before another contraction caused Yuria to slide further, her boobs making contact with Rayla’s as a result.
 
 
Soon enough, the 6-ft-tall lady slid completely inside the stomach, her face soon buried into the succubus’ thick lower legs and vice-versa, much to the latter’s amusement at how ironic the situation was.
“Heheh, looks like someone was way too high to realize she would share the same fate that caught up to me~” Rayla spoke, musing at the symmetry, having been swallowed from the feet up and the very woman that was taunting her not so long ago getting down from head to toe.
Even more amusing to the succubus was the muffled response she received from the waitress, who was simply letting out a soft humming sound, getting too comfortable for her own good, betraying the fact the hypnotic trance was not going to wear off anytime soon.
 
 
Such amusement, however, was soon replaced with mild curiosity as Rayla began to wonder how long the creature would take to digest them both, especially considering how voluptuous they actually were.
In fact, it would probably be nothing short of a miracle the worm would still be hungry after having swallowed such hefty meals.
 
 
On Mister Noodle’s end
 
 
Idly laying on the wooden floorboard, Mister Noodles simply watched as Yuria further enlarged the already big bulge formed by his first prey.
In fact, considering both the waitress and succubus’ respective measurements, it was crystal clear he would have significant trouble moving much, at least without outside intervention.
And even if he could, the significant size of the bulge in his stomach would prove more than enough to heavily slow him down on the way back to his vivarium.
 
 
Wanting to save some energy, the mascot then opted to simply stay where he was, at least until the gastric fluids began working their way through the clothing that covered the shapely ladies that were imprisoned within the tight confines of the digestive organ.
 
 
However, just as he was about to rest his head on top of the enlarged bulge containing both Rayla and Yuria, which were pretty much nestled against each other in a 69-like pose, his sensory organs once again picked up vibrations in the ground, along with the sound of footsteps.
And if the fact the footsteps grew louder was of any indication, the worm quickly deduced whoever took those steps was getting closer to his current resting spot.
 
 
“Oi ! Miss Hiroto ! Where are you ?” a booming yet feminine voice echoed across the aisle, betraying the new arrival’s identity to the creature, and it definitely sounded like she was looking for Hiroto Yuria, most likely to tell the waitress about how the intruder had been dealt with and that now the janitor had practically been done cleaning the mascot’s den, it was a good time to bring him back to his little home.
 
 
Having judged from the powerful voice he heard, Mister Noodles quickly deduced the woman that was about to come where he was located was a strong one and would probably try and get Yuria out as soon as she found out the latter was sharing rooms with the mischievous succubus he caught earlier.
 
 
Refusing to let go of such filling meals, and perhaps considering the idea of giving in to his own gluttonous desires, the predator slightly contracted his stomach around Yuria and Rayla, eliciting a synchronized moan of comfort from them, before raising his head in the air and spraying the hypnotic gas around the Eastern Aisle, further intensifying the strong effects of the previous cloud he used to subdue the tall waitress.
 
 
Soon enough, the cloud was traversed by a beam of light, which turned out to radiate from the flashlight Kari was holding as she stepped into the place and stumbled upon the mess caused by the intruder she spotted half an hour earlier.
“Holy shit… This flying piece of work really went out of her way to cause that ruckus…” The orc muttered, inadvertently inhaling the volatile substance under Mister Noodles’ watchful eye.
 
 
Perhaps it would not hurt getting a third meal…
 
 
TO BE CONTINUED