Dream Eater Merry Eats Dreams

>Watch Yumeki Merry
>Realize the series is never going to be finished
>Search for vore featuring this http://upic.me/i/xa/yumekui-merry-nightmare-navel-shitapai-anime-013custom.jpg
>There is none

I guess I'll rectify that with a dumb cute vore story

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A girl who couldn’t have been older than fourteen sat atop the roof of a nondescript Japanese high school, somewhere outside the metropolitan core. With legs dangling over the ledge, she scanned the rows of white buildings and the distant green hills. Her attire was far from typical. A white bonnet bearing a pink closed eye design covered her scalp. Short bangs of lavender hair under the hat swayed in the light breeze. White thigh-highs hugged her thin legs while black boots protected her feet. A small dark undershirt wrapped around her upper chest while an oversized white overshirt hung loosely from her lithe frame. A short white skirt was bound to her waist by a black belt. Between her skirt and undershirt was one of her most infamous features: her bare midriff, left exposed to the world, dotted by her belly button. Her pelvic region dipped provocatively behind her belt, indicated by a pair of descending curves framing her thighs. Below her small breasts the outline of her ribcage was just barely visible, pushing out against her delicate flesh. Her exposed stomach quivered as a low growl sounded from within her. She calmly stroked her lower abdominal area.

Merry was her name. Despite her human-like appearance she was actually a Dream Demon, a denizen of a world only visible to most humans while they slept. Yet somehow she had been transported to the Real World, a cold, lonely place full of confusion and anguish. It was no place for her, a creature of the infinite possibility space of the Dream. In the Real World, she felt cold, she felt frustration, and she felt this terrible tingling inside her trim abdomen. It was always heralded by a burbling, sloshing moan, as though there was a swamp inside her belly with a raging monster splashing around. A nice girl named Isana had told her that this feeling was just “hunger.” But Merry had never felt hunger like this before and could not get used to it. Was this really what all the humans felt when they needed to eat? What a horrible thought.

Merry’s stomach gurgled and vibrated. She sighed, recalling how those tasty treats known as donuts kept her sated, but only for so long. Then there were those nasty, spicy foods and drinks she simply rejected the taste of. With knuckles dug into her soft cheeks, Merry pondered a solution for her problem. She concluded that she would need a new food source, but what would it be? If normal human foods could only offer temporary satisfaction, what else remained?

“Merry!!” The Dream Demon heard a familiar, muffled voice calling out her name from somewhere inside the school. It was Yumeji, the strange but kind boy who had given her a home in this world. He had agreed to help her return to the Dream World, but how he would manage that was still unclear. Even though physically he was three years her senior, many people had the nerve to assume her to be his girlfriend. What an absurd thought… They were just bound by contract, though Merry couldn’t deny that hanging out with Yumeji was very fun. She turned her head in the direction of his shouting and saw him barge through the door to the staircase. He dashed toward her. Sweat ran down his face. He clutched a strange sack, which was slung over his shoulder. Merry wondered what could have Yumeji looking so nervous. Upon reaching her, the boy hunched over, hands on his knees, panting.

“Merry! Huff… We’ve got trouble!”

Typical, she thought. “What’s up?” she asked.

“Take a look,” he said, pointing the sealed opening of the sack in her direction and loosening the rope to undo the knot. Merry’s eyebrows rose when she saw a writhing mass of at least fifteen multicolored humanoid figures inside. An overpowering sugary scent wafted up from within, causing her mouth to water. One of the figures stopped and looked right at her. Merry saw that its facial features were shiny black lines, like icing on a cake. Its beady “eyes” expanded as it saw an escape route. “Yo, guys,” it shouted from inside the sack, “I found a way ou-“before the entity could move Yumeji pulled on the rope, tightening the sack back up.

“These are Dream Demons,” Merry concluded, “But how did so many appear at once? And why do they look like candy and sweets? I don’t see why they’d enter the Real World with such weak forms.”

Yumeji scratched the back of his head. “Well, basically I got dragged into a daydream while shopping at a bakery. A Nightmare wanted my body, as you can probably guess. But what’s weird is that it was made up of thirty individual Nightmares. They were all arguing about the best way to trick me into giving them my body. So… I pulled a fast one on ‘em. They all seemed pretty dumb, and they also seemed to have these unusual properties, like being able to possess pretty much anything. One of them inhabited a gingerbread man and brought it to life, which was freaky but kinda cool. So then,” Yumeji began snickering, “I told each of them to embed themselves in a different kind of candy, because I said they were ‘special artifacts’ of the human world that would make strong vessels. And they fell for it! One after another they all turned themselves into food! Problem is, now they’re running amok all over town…”

Merry smiled amusedly. “I’m not sure if I should be impressed that you came up with that or disappointed in a Dream Demon for being so stupid.”

“Well, take your pick,” Yumeji said, slinging the sack over his back, “We’ve got fifteen more of these guys to find. You can sense ‘em, right?”

Merry closed her eyes and focused. “Yeah, this won’t take too long.”

Yumeji smiled, handing her an empty sack.

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As it turned out, finding the remainder of the Candy Demons took the rest of the day. Both hunters were exhausted, but Merry in particular was utterly famished. She and Yumeji brought their bulging bags back to Yumeji’s room in Isana’s home. The room was rather messy, with the covers thrown off the bed and numerous cardboard boxes stacked all over the place. Thin rays of orange sunlight passed between the half-closed blinds covering the windows. A fuzzy carpet covered the center of the wooden floor. Yumeji dragged an old trunk out of his closet, positioned it on the carpet, and opened the lid. He threw his sack inside and beckoned Merry to do the same. Sitting on Yumeji’s bed, she tossed her sack across the room, letting it land squarely in the trunk. Unfortunately, her sack ruptured and the Dream Demons began spilling out. They undid the knot on the other sack before scampering up the walls of the trunk. Yumeji slammed down the lid. As the trunk hopped about from the rapid movements of the Nightmares, he pressed hard to keep it shut. Merry hopped on top of the trunk and planted her rear on the lid. Her weight rendered the trunk immobile. Yumeji chuckled. “That’s all of ‘em.” He laid a finger on his chin. “But now what are we gonna do?”

Merry shrugged. “When I punched them in the Real World they just regenerated. For all I know I’d get the same result in a dream, too.”

“Yeah, I tried to tell you that when I hit ‘em the same thing happened.”

Merry put her hands on her hips. “I think I’m a little better at beating up Dream Demons then you are, Yumeji. No offense.”

“None taken.” Merry and Yumeji sat in silence for about a minute. Then they were both surprised by the gurgling groan of Merry’s stomach. The girl blushed momentarily. “Wait,” Yumeji snapped his finger, “I’ve got an idea!”

Merry rolled her eyes. “Yeah, what is it?”

“Well, remember the nickname I gave you, ‘Dream Eater Merry?’”

Merry arched an eyebrow. “What are you getting at?”

“You’re a Dream Demon, aren’t ya?” He playfully pointed a thumb at Merry’s ever-exposed belly button. “You’re always complaining about being hungry. So you could eat these Nightmares and let ‘em gurgle away in your stomach!”

Merry grit her teeth. “Bleck,” she stuck out her tongue and childishly waved it in Yumeji’s face, “I bet they’d taste awful. And I’d have to swallow them whole and alive! Who wants to eat something that squirms around inside you? Sounds like it’d make me barf.”

“Aw,” Yumeji grinned, leaning against the trunk, “C’mon! They look like gingerbread men and candy people! How could they not taste great?” Yumeji grabbed the underside of the lid. He quickly popped it open, reached in, and pulled out a thumb-sized Demon with a white body and red stripes. It smelled of peppermint. His fingers wrapped around its struggling humanoid body, leaving only its head and chest exposed. “Hey,” the Demon squeaked, “what’s the big idea, big guy? Roundin’ up all my buddies after cheatinn’ us out of our vessel? Sorry, I ain’t afraid of no measly human!”

Yumeji giggled. “It’s not me you should be afraid of,” he said, turning the Demon toward his partner, “ever heard of Dream Eater Merry?”

Merry’s lip curled into a half-frown. The demon shivered in fear. “W-wait, ain’t she that one who banishes Dream Demons?”

“That’s right,” Yumeji said, “and guess what…” He moved the Nightmare over toward Merry’s exposed tummy. Merry gasped as she felt the warm, sticky, wriggling body make contact with her soft skin. She even felt its rounded “feet” kick around inside her navel, stretching the fleshy depression in multiple directions. An excited watery gurgle roared behind her abdomen. The Demon’s body thrashed aimlessly, tickling Merry’s belly button even more. She fought hard to prevent a smile from crossing her face. She fought harder to not laugh. “Hear that,” Yumeji said, “she’s hungry, ya little punk!” Yumeji drew the red and white Demon back away from Merry. He glared at it with a smirk of sadistic enjoyment. The Nightmare pleaded and struggled in his grasp. It turned toward Merry, its beady black eyes meeting with hers. “Oh, please! Please don’t eat me! I- I taste terrible! Really, I just look like a candy cane, I don’t taste like one!”

Merry sighed and nodded. “See, Yumeji? I told you he tasted bad.” Her tummy disagreed, letting out another groan.

“Then how about a little taste test,” Yumeji suggested, holding the squirming Dream Demon in front of Merry’s face, “Give it a quick lick.”

Merry shut her eyes and turned her head away from the Nightmare, like a child refusing to eat her vegetables. She slowly opened her eyes until they were half-squinting and observed at the candy cane creature. It did look like a candy cane. No, it was a candy cane. She realigned her head and bit her lip. The maroon-haired Dream Demon sniffed the air. The little Nightmare hovering centimeters from her mouth definitely smelled like candy. Merry’s tongue slowly slid out from between her lips. The candy cane Demon recoiled in horror as the slimy pink monster advanced toward it. “Oh, no! Please let me go! I won’t hurt no one, I promise-“The tip of Merry’s tongue made contact with the Nightmare’s head.

Merry’s eyes shot open. “Mmmm?…” Merry’s eyes softly shut. “…Mmm…” The Demon’s sweet taste exploded on her taste buds. Saliva flowed down the crease of her tongue. It dripped off the tip and poured onto Yumeji’s fingers. Merry was too preoccupied with the Nightmare’s flavor to notice that her partner didn’t seem to mind that his hand was drenched in her spit. She leaned in and gave the Demon a good, long lick. Her tongue retracted. She ran it along the roof of her mouth and swallowed the saliva carrying the taste with a quiet “glurch.” Merry sighed. “O-okay,” she said, a hint of peppermint on her breath passing into Yumeji’s nostrils, “This Nightmare really does taste good.” Her belly gurgled in agreement. She laid a delicate feminine hand on it. “M-maybe eating it isn’t such a bad idea.”

The Nightmare shrieked in terror. Yumeji’s smile broadened. “Now you’re talkin’!” He held the tiny Dream Demon high, as if to convince her it was an airplane to make it easier to eat. “Open wide!” Merry obliged and unhinged her jaw , her salivating tongue unfurling and hanging over her lower lip like a pink welcome mat. She exhaled, giving Yumeji a stronger whiff of her breath. His heart pounded and he found that his breathing was becoming faster. He stared into her mouth and took in all the details. The soft inner cheeks, gushing cascades of saliva, reflected the orange sunlight emanating from the window. Two rows of perfectly white teeth formed pearly fences around the concave roof and undulating tongue. Every organic structure seemed sculpted to lead toward the black void of the throat. A thin, fleshy ovoid- the uvula- swayed from side to side, like a signpost guiding Merry’s meals to their final destination. The muscled outcropping around her esophagus flexed, producing a “shlorp” as a few rivulets of saliva found their way into her dark gullet.

He could wait no longer. He gently inserted the candy cane Demon’s upper half into Merry’s gaping maw. Her lips firmly sealed around the squirming monster’s waist. She shivered in pleasure as it whipped around inside her mouth. Her tongue probed at the Demon’s face and chest, lapping up every bit of flavor. Its screams reverberated inside her mouth, tickling her uvula. “Mmmh…” Merry suckled on the Demon. She gave Yumeji a commanding look and cocked her head. He nodded and released the Demon’s legs, allowing Merry to slurp the whole saccharine treat into her mouth. She battered it around with her tongue. Yumeji watched intently as the Demon’s struggles produced a dance of flesh on Merry’s puffy cheeks. He watched her effortlessly swat the creature back into the center of her mouth with her powerful tongue. She tilted her head back and with a loud gulp the creature was whisked down her tight, slippery throat. A squirming bulge wriggled its way down her neck, vanishing behind her collarbone.

Yumeji wished he could trade places with that Nightmare.

Merry sighed as she felt the Demon plop into her empty stomach. On the surface of her abdomen, scattered, peach-colored lumps popped up at random. Her trim stomach contracted and flexed to better process its latest meal. Yumeji felt his erection harden as he watched the field of flesh on her abdomen bubble and convulse, as though it was wrestling with its food. Merry cradled her stomach with her left hand to ease its burden. “Wow,” she remarked, “he’s really squirming in there!”

“Yeah… Hehe.” The two stared at each other for a moment. “So,” Yumeji broke the awkward silence, “ready for the next one?”

“Already? Um… I haven’t finished digesting the first one yet!”

“But if we wait too long the others might escape. And besides, you’re a Dream Demon! Your stomach’s gotta be able to digest boulders!” Yumeji broke into a cold sweat at the thought of a gigantic object rolling around in Merry’s belly, slathered in digestive fluids, slowly churning away. He hurriedly reached inside the trunk and pulled out a much larger specimen, a chubby one about the height of his middle finger. This Nightmare was colored orange and white with a translucent, rubbery body. “Huh,” Yumeji remarked, “This one’s like a gummy bear. It’s pretty big. You think you can handle it?”

Merry nodded, almost drooling in anticipation. She ignored the squirming in her gut and opened wide. “Oh no,” the gummy Demon pleaded, “I don’t wanna be girl-food! Lemee g-“Merry closed her maw around the rubbery creature. It filled her mouth a lot more than the previous one, but she thought that could still swallow it with ease. She tilted her head back and swallowed with a quick “gluck.” The Demon tumbled over her tongue and fell foot- first into her gullet. Yet the creature managed to grab onto her sticky molars and prevent itself from descending into her throat. Only its flabby waist popped into the tight ring of muscle. “Haha,” the Demon taunted, “I’m too big for ya, little girl! You’ll never work me into your gut!”

Merry frowned and closed her eyes. Her face held a look of deep concentration. She swallowed multiple times. “Glu-uck… Gluck, gluck.” A fat, writhing bulge gradually descended her neck. The Nightmare cockiness was suddenly gone and it was reduced to struggling madly. Its muffled voice came from her neck. “Ahhhh! No, I can’t get swallowed, I can’t-“It took some effort but the weighty gummy Demon began speeding up, eventually sliding down into her chest. Merry sighed as the Demon joined its fellow inside her. With two treats fighting her from within, Merry winced. But she didn’t complain. Yumeji said she could digest a boulder if she wanted. She would not disappoint him. She clutched her stomach and shook it up and down. “Quiet down in there and digest already!”

The Dream Demon girl’s belly roared to life, rising to a watery crescendo as it seemed to bathe its occupants in gastric fluids. “Aaaah,” Merry croaked, “they’re digesting! My belly feels like a cauldron!”

Yumeji gasped. “Are you okay?”

Merry nodded and blushed. “Yeah… Could I have-“ before Merry could finish speaking, her mouth was filled with the taste of vanilla. Yumeji shoved the next Candy Demon into her maw. “Glurck!” The vanilla creature, screaming and squirming all the way down Merry’s throat, was just another addition to her churning belly. She patted the squirming flesh, now a slight bit rounder than before. “Ohh… Even with my stomach acids they still pack a punch!”

Yumeji was already pulling another Candy Demon out of the trunk. This one was pink, curvy and feminine in shape, and smelt of bubblegum. “Bottoms up,” Yumeji said as he flicked the Demon toward Merry’s face. She opened her mouth around the flying pink blur and chomped. She chewed, managing to grind the Demon into a squishy paste. She pursed her lips and blew a translucent pink bubble made of the Nightmare’s body. When the bubble inevitably popped, she slurped it back inside her mouth and effortlessly gulped it down. Merry giggled. “That one was fun!”

“Y’know,” Yumeji said, “you’re not supposed to swallow bubble gum.” Not that I’m complaining, he thought. “It gets stuck in your digestive system for years!”

“Hah! I bet my belly’s tough enough for all of- oough!” Merry hunched over. “Wow! They don’t give up!” She reached toward the sky and reclined, sticking her chaotic, squirming belly out, showing it off to the one person she was with. “See? It’s like a wild party down there!”

Yumeji giggled callously. He grabbed the next Demon from the chest. He felt it in his hand- a soft, doughy creature bearing a saccharine smell. Slyly, his eyes drifted up from Merry’s taut, bulge-strewn stomach to her face. “Hey, guess what flavor this is…”

Merry leaned forward and sniffed. Her pupils became as large as dinner plates. “Is that a… DOUGHNUT!?” Merry’s suspicions were confirmed. A muscular-looking donut humanoid struggled in Yumeji’s grasp. “Gimme!”

“Nope,” Yumeji taunted, backing away from Merry, “you’re gonna have to catch it!”

“Aw,” Merry whined, “give it to me!” Yumeji just giggled and started running around the room. “Get back here!” Merry jumped off the trunk and ran after Yumeji. Her belly bounced and sloshed with every step she took, churning its contents even faster. Yumeji ran around in circles, so eventually Merry cut him off by running through the middle of the room. With her maw opened wide, she pounced on Yumeji. She knocked him to the floor, pinning him with his abdomen between her legs, and slurped his whole hand into her mouth. Yumeji cared little about knocking his head against the floor when Merry had assumed such a domineering perspective. Lying flat and looking forward, he gazed upon the young purple haired goddess who loomed over him. He saw her blushing red cheeks. He caught a shadowy glimpse of the undersides of her small breasts. He felt how a part of his body had been so easily absorbed into her mighty maw. Yumeji was very glad that Merry hadn’t landed on his pelvis.

Merry sucked the doughnut Demon right out of Yumeji’s enclosed fingers. His eyes widened as his hand, slathered in saliva, popped out of Merry’s mouth. He watched her swish the Nightmare around in her mouth, seemingly ignoring its musclebound frame that should’ve given her some trouble. Then Merry swallowed, producing a simple “ulp.” Her neck swelled into a squirming ball beneath her chin. Merry’s eyes bulged in alarm as she laid her hand on the stubborn morsel. She frantically gulped, each contraction of her peachy skin bringing the lump lower, showing it to be nearly half the circumference of her taut throat. “Gulp. Gulp. Guuuuulp.” A final, greedy swallow sent the writhing distension past her collarbone. A tear rolled down her cheek. “Hah…hah,” she panted, shutting her eyes and massaging her neck, “That one was a fighter… I should’ve broken him down more before swallowing…”

Yumeji couldn’t take much more. He felt Merry’s hips grinding against his abdomen. He smelled her gasping breaths. He watched her stomach’s soft skin erupt into a storm of squirming swellings. He heard her stomach squelch and shift to process its contents. He felt small tingly tremors from the raging tempest building inside Merry’s belly. If anything else happened he would bust a nut right there. Unfortunately, Merry began stroking at her stomach in fascination. “Wow,” Merry exclaimed, “there’s sooo many in there!” A malevolent “GLORP” sounded in her wriggling stomach, followed by an ominous growl. “Uh-oh,” Merry blushed. She felt a dense packet of air bulge out of her trim stomach, before shooting into her esophagus, slithering up her gullet. “Hurk… I think I might- BUUUURRRAAP!”

It was done. A blast of sweet, warm air blew past Yumeji’s face. A hot, sticky mess now soaked his underwear. He turned his head away from Merry. “Oh,” she said, “I’m sorry, Yumeji! I didn’t mean to burp in your face!” The half of Yumeji’s lip that Merry could see curled upward. “It’s fine,” he said. Truthfully this was most fun he had ever had in his seventeen years of life. To make matters worse, he was still very much aroused. He hoped Merry would have her fill soon so he could jerk off and get this over with. Then the trunk at the center of the room flung open. Yumeji and Merry’s heads swung over toward the crate, which now looked like a volcano, erupting with Candy Demons. The stream of sweets began a mad dash toward the windows, toward the setting sun flittering between the blinds.

“Yumeji,” Merry yelled, hopping to her feet, “We have to stop them!”

“It’s alright,” he said, standing up, “I made sure the windows were shut tight.” The rainbow of twenty-five Nightmares swarmed the windows and began working their way between the blinds, creating a cacophony of metallic clanks. “I’ll get the door,” Yumeji said. Merry nodded ran toward the window while Yumeji pushed the trunk in front of the door, struggling to get the heavy object to move off the fuzzy carpet. A few of the Demons looked back to see the female predator charging at them. “Retreat!!” a hand-sized chocolate bunny announced, hopping off the window. Eighteen Candy Demons followed the bunny, which seemed to be their leader. The six that remained seemed oblivious to Merry standing right behind them, reaching two hands forward.

Merry grabbed two pinkie-sized Candy Demons, a candy corn creature and a jellybean man, and shoved them into her mouth, swallowing both simultaneously. Their smooth bodies lent them easy passage down her throat. She then grabbed two others, a cinnamon stick figure and a dark chocolate Demon, and gulped them down separately. Unfortunately, the remaining two- a taffy and gumdrop Nightmare- had just enough time to hear the wet contractions of Merry’s throat sending their friends to their doom. They hopped off the blinds, but Merry easily predicted their awkward movement. She fell backward, her mouth wide open, allowing both Candy Demons to fall right into her throat. She lied on the floor with a smiling, fleshy void stretched across her face. The Nightmares passed between her lips and rocketed down her gullet as she gulped them both down.

“Mmmm,” she licked her lips and patted her stomach, “they were delicious!”

Yumeji had just finished moving the trunk in front of the door. “There’s one more way out of this room. Merry, I think they’re all hiding by my bed and the boxes.”

“I’m on it,” she chirped, hopping back up to her feet, shaking her rounded belly with an audible slosh. Merry looked down and blushed, noting the change in her figure. “Yeesh, how many more of ‘em are there?”

“Nineteen,” Yumeji said, reaching down and picking up a cardboard box near his feet, “here, catch!” He chucked the box at Merry, who caught it with one hand and opened it. She smiled as she beheld the marshmallow Demon cowering inside. “Aw,” she giggled, “Thanks for the present, Yumeji!”

An idiotic grin crossed Yumeji's face. “Heh, ‘Merry’ Christmas!”

Merry face palmed with her free hand. “That was… awful.”

Yumeji laughed. He loved her reactions to things. “Yeah, but the gift makes up for it, right?”

“I guess so,” Merry said with closed eyes. The marshmallow Demon saw her apparent inattentiveness and wound up its puffy legs. It leapt out of the box, aiming itself to the right of Merry’s head. Like lightning the predatory girl’s mouth opened and snapped over its squishy body. The marshmallow’s lower body and legs remained outside her teeth. Realizing it had been intercepted the Nightmare desperately swung its legs at her lips. Merry effortlessly slurped it inside her mouth, chewing it into a tight, spongy ball and gulping it down. A box near Merry exploded open and three Nightmares, jolly ranchers flavored cherry, lemon, and apple, jumped out. Merry watched in fascination as the pinkie-sized beings struck the wooden floor and began running away. “Run for your lives,” the red cherry screamed, forming the spearhead of the trio. They ran towards the opposite wall, approaching the carpeted area of floor where the trunk used to be.

Merry’s lips bent into a toothy grin. “Yeah, that’s right, you better run! Cuz I’m comin’ for you!” She gleefully stomped after them, creating tremors that caused them to fall on their faces. As they recovered and neared the middle of the room, Merry ran ahead of them. She planted her boots right in front of the group, stopping them in their tracks. Laughing dementedly, she fell back onto her butt and folded her legs, creating a living fence around the jolly rancher trio. The fuzzy rug tickled her thighs. Peering down at the miniscule candy men, Merry couldn’t help but find their incredibly small stature amusing. She could fit all of them in her mouth at once. “Hehehe! Nowhere to run now!”

The red cherry stepped forward and puffed up its chest. “W-we’re not giving up that easily!” It beckoned its fellows to follow it as it jumped at Merry’s leg. She felt all three of the ranchers land on her stocking-covered ankle. Merry rolled her eyes. “I can’t believe you guys are making this so easy.” She kicked her leg upward and flung the trio straight toward her outstretched tongue. They each landed on the slimy surface. Each rancher stuck to it and produced a unique dash of flavor. Merry hummed as a fruity rainbow exploded on her tongue. The green apple and yellow lemon seemed to have resigned themselves to being crucified on a young girl’s tastebuds. The red cherry was struggling, trying to pull his arms away only to find them snapping back into place. “Augh, impossible! My plan was flawless!”

“Hey Merry,” Yumeji called. Merry turned her head and saw Yumeji standing next to her, holding two jolly rancher Demons in each hand. “Want some more?” Merry happily nodded. Yumeji stuck the four other figures to the salivating surface. The red cherry looked over toward the newly added purple grape. “Really,” the cherry began, “you got grabbed by that guy again?”

The purple grape sighed. “I know, I know. Look at the kid! Popped a freakin’ boner! I mean, who gets turned on watching a little girl ea-“The grape was cut off as Yumeji grabbed Merry’s lower jaw and closed it with a clack. Merry felt no pain from biting down, but she looked confusedly at Yumeji. He looked terrified. “S-swallow them, Merry! Before it’s too late!” She shrugged, tilted her head back, and gulped, transferring the seven jolly rancher Demons into her throat and allowing their sticky, slippery bodies to slip down into their new home. “I love the way they *urp* taste, and how struggle inside me,” she moaned, using her finger to make circles in her pudgy tummy flesh. Yumeji felt some cum drip off the tip of his dick. He sighed.

“Ten more,” he remarked, walking over toward the remaining boxes. He picked each individual box up and shook it. Yet as he reached the last box he found that it, too, was empty. “Where are they,” he wondered, “they couldn’t have escaped?”

“They’re still in this room,” Merry said, rising to her feet, “I sense them but I can’t tell exactly where. I know I’ve fully digested six of them. Four are getting there, and the other ten are…” A sudden bulge punched out of her stomach. “Ouff. They’re still fighting. Can’t blame ‘em. I wouldn’t wanna be food either…”

“We need a way to find them.”

“Hm,” Merry laid a finger on her chin, “Say, what’s the only other way out of here?”

“Merry, if I tell you they’ll hear me.”

Merry looked around the room. “Oh yeaaaah,” she said, rolling her eyes and playfully winking, “you’re right, but… C’mon please tell me?”

Yumeji sighed. He hoped she had a good plan. “The vent,” he stated. Merry closed in on him, her mouth near his ear. She whispered her gambit, ending with a quick lick of her lips. Yumeji’s boner grew stronger. “Okay,” he said, “go get some snacks, will ya? This could take a while.”

“Okay,” Merry chirped, hopping over to the door and swiftly leaving the room. Yumeji pretended to stretch and yawn. “Dang… I’m beat!” He walked around the room and “accidentally” kicked a box that was obscuring the lone exit to the room- a huge vent. Yumeji felt the cold air waft over his leg as he walked back toward his bed. He threw himself onto his bed and moaned. “I’m gonna let Merry take care of this… I’m too tired…”

Thirty seconds passed before Yumeji began pretend-snoring. He “slept” with one eye open, keeping a tab on the vent. To his surprise the remaining Candy Demons marched out from under his bed. Yumeji couldn’t believe he hadn’t thought to check under there. He watched the chocolate bunny, clearly the leader, stand before the other nine Nightmares. They lined up like soldiers receiving orders from a drill sergeant. “Now,” the bunny said, pacing back and forth, “that terrible little witch known as Merry is no longer here, and her boyfriend,” Yumeji shut his eye tight as the bunny pointed at him, “has decided to get a little shut-eye. So! I don’t think any of us intend on ending up in that evil girl’s putrid guts! Chewed up, swallowed down, churned in bubbling stomach acids, and then digested up into paste! Nothing but a layer of fat on her chubby little butt!”

The nine Candy Demons shuddered. “Well, I say no! We won’t be getting eaten today! We’ll escape this hellhole, just like how we’ll escape these cursed bodies and reform! Then we’ll get our revenge! Now c’mon, let’s take down that vent cover!” The Candy Demons stupidly cheered. Yumeji’s assumptions about their intelligence were confirmed all over again. They all charged toward the vent. To the Nightmares the vent looked like a passage the size of a two-story building, like gates into the cold darkness of hell. They swarmed over it, removing the screws and allowing the vent cover to fall with a clank. The team of ten dashed into the vent. Yumeji chuckled as he heard echoes of their cheers. He stroked his cock at the thought of those Demons charging straight into their demise.

In the darkness of the vent, the bunny and his followers slowed their pilgrimage. Though indestructible to most forces, the Candy Demons had to be wary of falling into gaps, lest their progress be slowed. The bunny remained at the front of the line, brave as ever. Behind him walked various humanoids: a coffee candy, a lollipop, and a sour gummy worm. “Lookin’ for the exit,” a licorice Demon midway through the line said, proceeding into rapping, “I can’t see a thing, but it’s around somewhere… I’m gonna hold my head, cuz I have no fear!”

“Would you shut up,” the bunny said, “I… feel something.”

“What is it?” the lollipop asked.

“I don’t know, but everyone freeze!” The bunny felt around the object. It was a huge, rounded bar that extended all the way to the wall. He walked back the other way and eventually found a separate circular bar. There was some kind of button on it. The bunny hesitated before pushing it. A ray of white light exploded, reflecting off the shiny metal walls. The Candy Demons were blinded. As the bunny’s vision returned, he focused in on a familiar grin. A pair of purple eyes pierced the darkness, hungrily eyeing him and his compatriots.

“Hey,” Merry said, “fancy meeting you guys here! In case you forgot, the name’s Dream Eater Merry… So I think I’ll just help myself!”

The bunny gasped. “Everyone run!”

The enormous girl reached for the bunny, but he jumped out of the way and she got the lollipop figure instead. It was a circular humanoid, a little big, but she had no time to think. She popped it into her mouth and finished it off with a single gulp. The rest of the Candy Demons began to regain their senses and ran away, shrieking in terror. Merry giggled as she felt their screams reverberate against the walls. She crawled after them, sticking out her finger to trip the gummy worm Demon. She stuck out her tongue and scooped the rough, sour-tasting creature into her mouth. Merry swallowed it down into her expanding tummy and resumed her chase.

The bunny bolted out of the vent, the echoing screams of his individual comrades each cut off by a sudden, wet “gluch.” He fell to the floor and rolled over, watching as the gargantuan Dream Eater emerged from the darkness. The legs of the licorice Demon fluttered outside her lips. She slurped them down, a long, skinny bulge undulating through her throat before vanishing behind her collar. “Urp,” she blushed and smiled, staring at the bunny with an arched eyebrow- somewhat condescending. “I guess you’re the only one left. Ouff…” She reached a hand beneath her prone body and rubbed her invisible stomach. She then brought both her arms out, planted her elbows into the floor and balanced her chin in her hands. “I’m sooo full,” she moaned, “But they all tasted sooo good…”

“Yeah,” the bunny hopped backward out of Merry’s range, glaring at her in disgust, “I bet they’re delicious! But if you think you’re gonna wrap your girly ‘lil fingers around me and shove me into your greedy ‘lil mouth, you’ve got another-“the bunny became inaudible when he ran straight into a sack held by Yumeji. Yumeji help the top of the sack upward and tied the top tightly. Smiling, he crawled over toward Merry and sat cross-legged before her. He was amused by Merry’s appearance, sticking halfway out of the vent like a hungry dragon peering out of her cave. “I guess that’s checkmate,” Yumeji said, “ready for desert?”

Merry’s belly howled in agony. “I’ve been eating desert this whole time,” she pouted, “And they’re struggling so much in there…! Ohh, my poor *urp* tummy… I don’t think I could eat another bite, and that bunny’s the size of your fist!”

“C’mon,” Yumeji flashed his trademark grin, “it’s just one more!”

Merry pursed her lips. “Hmph. Okay, fine…” Yumeji undid the knot on the sack and pulled the chocolate bunny out. “Wait,” the bunny yelled, locking eyes with Yumeji, “You’re the one who turned us into food!”

“Actually, I remember you doing that to yourself.”

“Gah! Y’know, if we were in the Dream World I’d kick your ass! Back there I was respected! A fighter! But then I got tricked into splitting my body into thirty forms by a witch, cuz she said it’d make me stronger!”

Yumeji laughed. “Well, somedays you’re a legendary warrior,” he turned the bunny toward Merry, “some days you’re a snack for a little girl. Bottoms up!”

Merry opened her mouth, letting loose a lightheaded belch and a halfhearted “Ahhh…” She felt like she would burst at any moment. Her tummy flesh pressed hard against the cold metal of the vent shaft. Even feeling the bunny’s solid ears grind past her upper teeth made her feel nauseous. But then it touched the dip in tongue. Merry had tasted chocolate before, but this was different. The bunny was almost sensuous in its chocolatey glory. Her salivary glands sweated thick rivulets of sticky spit, forming a pool beneath her tongue. Yumeji pushed the bunny’s upper body inside. Merry’s lips stretched to accommodate the chubby chocolate gut. Her tongue rolled all over the bunny’s head, arms, and chest, trying to melt it down and soften it up for easy swallowing. Liquid chocolate swirled around her mouth. Yet the bunny didn’t seem to be getting any smaller.

“Heh,” the bunny taunted from inside her mouth, “you won’t get me that easy!” Merry’s eyes bulged out. The bunny was regenerating faster than her saliva could break it down. She gagged. Somehow, it managed to grab onto her uvula. Its gooey hands clasped tightly around the throbbing, dangling muscle. She fought hard to resist her vomiting reflex. Her eyes teared up from the enormous effort. “Merry,” Yumeji gasped, “are you okay!?” The girl rapidly shook her head back and forth, desperate for a solution. Peering into Yumeji’s eyes, she saw that he cared deeply for her comfort. Then she realized he could help him. She lifted a hand off the floor and made a pushing motion. “Push,” Yumeji asked, “are you sure?”

Merry nodded hurriedly. Yumeji nodded in understanding. “Okay,” he said, “here it comes! Open your throat wide!” With his hands firmly holding the bunny’s feet he jammed the chocolate Nightmare inside. The bunny’s fat belly filled her mouth. Her teeth bit down on its hips. Merry tilted her head back. Yumeji stood up on his knees and angled the Demon downward. “Gluck.” Merry’s throat expanded into its largest bulge yet, a grotesque fleshy orb nearly equal in circumference to her neck. Merry squeezed her eyes shut. Sweat poured down her face as she swallowed repeatedly, aided by Yumeji’s pushing. Rapid squelches created a chaotic watery soundscape within her. “Gluck-gulp, gluck-gulp, gluck-gulp…” The bulge shook wildly, Merry’s taut skin barely holding together.

The bunny’s thrashing form was distending Merry’s whole neck. She moaned in pain. Yumeji’s hand now pushed the bunny’s fluttering feet toward her throat. He felt her breath saturate his fingers. Her saliva drizzled between his knuckles. He felt the vibrations of her muffled wails. He had to take action. “Merry,” he said, “take a deep breath!” She cried a lone tear and inhaled. Yumeji shoved his hand down her throat. “GLORP!” Merry’s eyes shot open as she beheld Yumeji’s arm sticking out of her mouth. Was she about to… Eat him too!? Not only did she have no desire to eat her friends, but she certainly didn’t want a full-sized boy inside her belly.

Merry coughed and sputtered. Yumeji felt the tube of undulating flesh ripple and convulse on his arm. He let go of the bunny and allowed its goopy body to descend into the depths. His arm slid out of Merry’s mouth, bearing a thick coat of saliva. He then felt a tug. His hand was stuck in her throat! The ring of muscle behind her uvula constricted his wrist and refused to release it. Alarmed, Yumeji pulled hard. “I can’t get out!” Merry coughed, but her body didn’t seem to want to let the boy go. “Wait,” he said,” are you stuck in the vent!?” Merry nodded. Yumeji growled. “Alright,” he grabbed his slippery arm with his other hand and stood up, “I’m getting you out of there! Hrrrah!” Throwing his entire body back, he pulled as hard as he possibly could.

The battle against the Candy Demons was finally over. Yumeji fell onto his back. His hand popped out of Merry’s greedy mouth. His fingers were a foamy brown mess of chocolate and saliva. Merry, meanwhile, popped out of the tight vent shaft. The incredible force sent her sailing across the room. She stopped as her belly, now fattened up to the point of resembling pregnancy, slammed on top of Yumeji’s face. Merry’s legs fell on either side of his body. Her thighs lightly touched his chest. Her butt was stuck up in the air. Yumeji felt the gurgling, raging digestive system heave and surge over his head. Struggles of Candy Demons mixed with sudden transfers of liquid to create an audible and tactile dimension. For the second time Yumeji jizzed in his pants.

Then it suddenly ended. Merry lifted herself off Yumeji and stood up, staggering as a punch from within produced a bulge beneath her arched navel. “Yumeji,” Merry began, “that was… Delicious. Thanks for the *burp* meal.” The girl stepped toward the door, cradling her dome of a belly. Her sagging gut swung back and forth like a pendulum. “I wonder what other Dream Demons taste like,” she murmured as she opened the door, stepped through it, and shut it behind herself.

The sun had gone down. It was finally nighttime. Yumeji slowly stood up and locked the door. He knew Merry would digest all those Candy Demons and not gain a single pound. Her unique Dream Demon physiology seemed to possess ungodly metabolism. He wondered how those monsters, trapped by her stomach folds, felt as they were churned and melted by her harsh digestive system. Did they struggle to the very end, causing her as much discomfort as possible? Did a few of them resign themselves to their fate, to be food for a young girl? Yumeji still wondered how the experience would be for him, wrestling with her meaty tongue, sliding down her slippery throat, pounded and dissolved in her stomach…

He fell back into bed and undid his pants, pulling his semen-encrusted underwear off and tossing them across the room. He sighed and wondered what kind of dreams he would have tonight.