However, just as Savanah stood up to head to the barn to say her Good-Byes, Millie also got up, and got between her and the barn, with a look in her eyes, sitting back down, to watch her.
"Oh, I see," Savanah said, understanding. "Alright. I guess you can enjoy your treat now. Just let me get undressed and put the journal in your vest."
Millie's mouth opened, her tongue hanging out, as she panted in excitement.
Savanah gave her an affectionate petting. "Be inside you soon." Savanah then removed her clothing, which was basically a tunic and skirt. Granted, Millie could have simply shredded, or eaten them, but she was used to having her meals "sheared" down to bare skin, most of her Big Meals being deer or sheep, usually those under a mild sedative that wouldn't bother Millie.
As she wrapped the journal with the clothing, she saw John hobbling over. For a moment, she wondered if John was going to try to get her to escape from Millie, but based on his walk, it was clear that he wasn't going to interfere.
He soon got up next to the tree, and leaned against it. "The other Meals are saying their Good-Byes now, Male Meals trying to get one or two mares impregnated with their last Naturally Mated offspring, and Female Meals getting some extra Seasoning for Stuffing. I guess Millie wants you as is."
"That she does," said Savanah. "She doesn't want me to head back to the barn."
"Well, at least it's peaceful and quiet out here," said John. "I came out here to escape some of the noise. Saw you, and saw her, waiting for you. Figured that I could at least say 'Good-Bye' to you, and give you a nice conversation as Millie eats you."
"So, you're not going to try to get me to escape?" Savanah asked.
"Part of me wants to, I won't lie about that," said John. "That being said, it wouldn't be worth it. You'd still be eaten, and so would I. At least this way, it's by someone you care about, and they have no reason to be cruel about it. So, I guess my last words of advice are to simply be a Good Meal for Millie."
"Thank you," said Savanah.
"Now, if I had the time, I'd ask if you wanted to get in a quick Mating with me, so that maybe you could have some additional Seasoning, but Millie doesn't look like she wants to wait that long," said John.
Savanah chuckled. "That she doesn't."
"That being said, how about I give you a Kiss Good-Bye, so that you have a good last moment?" John asked.
Savanah smiled. "I'd like that."
With that, John stepped over to her, very carefully held her to his body, and kissed her lips. Such was his embrace, that Savanah wished that she had more time, for a proper Mating, but she was accepting of the time that she did have with the buck, as he gently massaged her body with his arms.
There was a smile on her face, as John carefully released her.
"Now, lay on your stomach, arms down," John said, as he guided her to the ground. "Millie likes eating her meals this way, and she likes teasing them for their own flavor."
"I understand," said Savanah. "Will it hurt?"
"No, you'll pass out long before the acids start working. Any last messages for the rest of the Herd?" John asked, as he leaned back against the tree.
"Not really," said Savanah. "Except for maybe telling my siblings Good-Bye for me, and that I hope to see them again."
John smiled. "I'll do that. Enjoy."
With that, Millie was indeed done waiting. It didn't take the dog long to swallow her Meal's legs up to their knees. Soon enough, Millie was up to Savanah's groin, and working on increasing her natural flavoring there. Savanah had to blush, as she realized how skilled the dog's tongue was. As she looked up, she saw that John had one of those carefully fixed neutral expressions upon his face. Whatever else he might have felt, he wasn't going to ruin things for her. Soon enough, Millie resumed swallowing, teasing her with every gulp.
Soon, all that was left of Savanah, outside of Millie, was her head.
"Hold," said John.
Millie paused.
"Sit."
Millie sat upright, and Savanah found herself looking at John.
"One last kiss before the final swallow?" John asked.
Savanah smiled. "Yes, please."
John gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. "Good-bye, Savanah."
"Good-bye, John."
With that, Millie gave a big swallow, sending Savanah down to her stomach.
"Good girl," John said, patting Millie. "Enjoy your meal."
The big dog sat down under the tree to enjoy their meal in peace, as John walked away.
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