Trigger Warning: Kinda Death?
Have an interesting and fun commissioned inanimate TF caption for y'all today. This will be the last vore-adjacent caption I'll ever right though as after writing 2 captions/short stories about being eaten I… it's just not for me lol
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Robert ascended into the dark, stuffy attic after his older neighbor, Kathy. She was recently divorced and had asked Robert to help her clean out her attic as some of the boxes and items she had stored up there were a bit too heavy for her to manage by herself. “Okay,” the middle-aged woman stepped out of Robert’s way and gestured to a pile of boxes and some other large objects, “this should be everything right here. If you wouldn’t mind throwing it in the garage for me that’d be a huge help.”
“Of course I can do that for you Kathy!” Robert took a quick inventory of what exactly he was tasked with moving as his eyes scanned the disorderly pile. It looked to be about six to seven boxes, an old lamp missing its lampshade, an old wooden rocking horse, and a small dresser. “And just double checking,” he vaguely waved where Kathy had just gestured to, “it’s just that stuff you want moved?”
Kathy nodded. “Yes. Just the stuff in that pile. Now I’m going to get out of your way and let you get to work. If you get thirsty or need me for anything just come grab me from the kitchen or living room.” She patted Robert on the shoulder as she passed him and exited the attic, leaving Robert alone to get things done.
“Alright,” Robert clapped his hands together, “Let’s get to it!” The very first thing he wanted to do was get all of the unboxed items out of the attic and into the garage, that way he could just stack up the boxes unimpeded. Starting with what appeared to be the most difficult item first Robert grabbed the small dresser and moved it closer to the attic ladder. The scratched white painted piece of furniture wasn’t too big as it only came up to Robert’s chest and was about as wide as his shoulders were but it was deceptively heavy as it was made out of solid genuine wood. He ended up tipping it over on its side, practically climbing over it so he could descend the stairs out of the attic, and guide it down after him. By the time he had it out of the attic and in the hallway he was already working up a sweat as moving the piece of furniture by himself was rather difficult. After taking it to the garage he moved the rocking horse followed by the lamp, both being easy by comparison to the dresser as the lamp was light but fragile and the rocking horse didn’t weigh that much but was a bit of an awkward shape to handle. With the miscellaneous items moved Robert found himself standing back in the attic, clothes moist with his own sweat and sticking to his skin as dust he had agitated floated about the stale air. “Okay… just the boxes left.” Robert took another heavy breath in followed by an exhale before he approached the stack of plastic totes. He reached up and grabbed the top one by its handles, unaware that this one didn’t have a lid so as he tilted it to pull it down an item fell out. “Aw fuck!”
An oil lamp clattered to the ground, the hollow metal against the wooden floor causing a harsh clanking noise as it tumbled and finally came to an end. Before Robert could place the box down to retrieve it a puff of glowing pink dust shot out of the oil lamps spout, and as it dissipated he could make out the silhouette of a young woman. “Hmph! Who dares wake me up with such a loud crash?! I was- YAWN- getting my beauty sleep in!” The twinkling smoke had cleared out enough that Robert could see the young woman more clearly. She had long black hair tied up into a ponytail and was wearing an ornate golden bikini with sheer flowing curtains of cloth which draped over her dark skin. Even with the attic having no light Robert could make out her features clearly thanks to the faint, glowing pink aura she emitted. “You!” She pointed at Robert. “You threw my lamp onto the ground, didn't you!”
“What? No! I-” Robert couldn’t get many words out as he stood up from having placed the tote onto the ground.
“Ugh! Fine, fine, I’ll grant you your wishes or whatever.” The haughty genie waved dismissively at Robert before letting out a short, forced laugh. “Not that you deserve them or anything!”
“Wishes? Like… some sort of genie?”
“What else would I be dum dum?” She rolled her eyes and floated over to Robert, constantly shifting to another side of him as he turned to face her. “You get three wishes from the ‘oh so great Nymia’ and none of that lame-o movie stuff. You can wish for whatever you want and I'll make it happen.”
“Pfft.” Robert laughed and shook his head at Nymia while he leaned down to repick up the box. “Aren’t you just going to take whatever I wish for and twist it into something else?”
“Whaet?! No!” Nymia crossed her arms and pouted while floating in front of Robert to block him from leaving. “I just want you to make your wishes and I can get back to my beauty sleep! So hurry up and get yapping your wishes!”
“Ugh! Fine…” Robert groaned as it was finally his turn to roll his eyes at her. “I guess I don’t really want to be up here in this dusty attic so… what? I wish I could be done with all of this stuff and melt into a puddle with a-”
“Ooh! I can do that!” She got her face real close to Robert’s forcing him to take a step back so their noses wouldn’t bash into one another.
“But I wasn’t done with my-”
“Wish granted!” With a Snap of her fingers, and not a care in the world that Robert wasn’t finished with his wish yet, she granted it to the ‘best’ of her abilities.
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One moment Robert had been standing in a hot attic, face to face with an absolutely ditzy genie and in the next he was cast into a warm darkness. It felt like he was being held within a giant sack but that brought him no comfort as he began to panic. “Wha- Where am I? Nymia?! What did you do to me?” As he tried to call out for Nymia and struggle against whatever he was trapped inside he could feel his body slosh about. He felt viscous, thick, and somehow his consciousness now inhabited some sort of liquid. “Nymia!? What the hell did you do to me?”
“What? What’s going on? Where am I? What am I doing?” Robert heard his own voice from above him followed by the crash of plastic and other materials as he dropped the tote to the ground in his panic. As whoever now had his voice moved Robert found himself swaying about, sloshing in his sack uncontrollably. “And who are you?!”
“Me?” Nymia pointed at herself. “I’m Nymia.” She then stared blankly at the panicking ‘Robert’ before her, the gears in her brain grinding slowly until- “Oh! The wish must’ve made a new Robert to replace the old one! Silly me!”
“Replace me?!” Robert sloshed aggressively as he silently screamed. “What do you mean replace me? I’m right here!”
“I’m… not following…”
“Of course you aren’t.” Nymia rolled her eyes and floated on over to ‘new Robert’. “The old Robert wished to not have to deal with moving these boxes so he wished to become a puddle or something. Now I didn’t have a lot of options to work with and I wasn’t about to turn him into some disgusting sweat so now he’s a puddle of cum!” The dumb wide smile she was sporting quickly faded as she realized something. “Or… well he’ll be a puddle eventually so… He got his weirdo wish.” She shrugged at the still rather confused ‘new Robert’.
“You turned me into my own cum?!” He tried to thrash so violently that he was no longer sloshing in his own balls. He churned with rage as he silently screamed as loud as he could. “Why the fuck would I want to be cum?! I just wanted to go home and take a hot bath!”
“So…” ‘New Robert’ spoke slowly as he tried to come to terms with his existence. “I’m ‘new Robert’?”
“Well… you’re the new Robert. Not ‘new Robert’.”
“And…” He looked up at Nymia looking for answers in her expression but there was nothing going on in that little head of hers. “I was moving these… boxes?”
“Yes!” Nymia huffed and rolled her eyes. “I don’t get what’s so hard to get. I told you everything you need to know!”
“Well.. It’s just… I don’t get…”
“Ugh! I hate dealing with new consciousnesses! Come on buddy, just let me-” She descended to the ground so that she was kneeling before ‘Robert’ and began unbuckling his pants. “You’re too tense so sit down and get comfy.”
Not really sure what was happening ‘Robert’ followed along. He sat down on the ground, propping his back up against a hope chest and let Nymia take charge. He watched her unzip his pants and pull them and his boxers down to his knees, exposing his semi-erect cock to the stale attic air. “How is this supposed to help me relax?”
“You’ll see!” Nymia had a hungry, gleeful look on her face as she stared at the above average member Robert had been hiding from her. Maybe if she knew about it earlier she would’ve cared to listen more carefully to what he wished for. “I’m just gonna…” She tentatively reached out and wrapped her slim fingers around his cock which twitched at the sudden contact.
“Hah?” ‘Robert’ stiffened at Nymia’s touch, her soft grasp tingling his swelling member in all the right ways. “Is this supposed to-…?”
“Mmm hmm! Just enjoy it~” She leaned forward and, using her tongue, landed a glob of her saliva on the head of his penis. She wrapped her thumb around the swollen glans, slowly spreading her spit by rubbing it. Just as ‘Robert’ let out a quiet whimper she swapped to moving her hand up and down his shaft, getting it in its entirety lubricated before moving at a steady pace. “Do you like this?~”
‘Robert’ bit his bottom lip as he looked down at the young woman and gave a hasty nod. “Ye- yeah. Though I think I’m about to-” Just before he was about to find release he felt Nymia’s grip tighten, squeezing his dick as hard as she could and halting all of his build up. “Nngh! Hey! I was about to-” Robert was cut off by Nymia placing her index finger from her free hand onto his lips.
“Nuh uh uh!” She removed her finger from his mouth and wagged it in his face. “I’ll let you finish once you’ve made a wish.~” She gave him a devilish, coy smile as she started giving him a handy again.
“What do you think you’re doing?! Hey! Cut that out!” The real Robert bounced up and down in his ballsacks, sloshing and churning as Nymia’s hand would slap into him every time she yanked her hand down his penis. As she continued to edge ‘new Robert’ over and over again Robert was subjected to the same terrifying loop from his perspective. As his old body got closer and closer to cumming his balls would clench and pull upwards, yanking Robert along with it as the space around him became smaller. And he didn’t want ‘new Robert’ to cum, if he was his own semen what would happen to him once outside of his body?
“Come on ‘Robert’, I know you want to cum.~ I can see it on your face.~ Just one wish and-”
“Is everything alright Robert?” Kathy’s voice called from the bottom of the ladder leading up to the Attic followed by the creaking of wood as she made her way up it. “I heard something fall earlier and I got- OH MY GOD?!” Kathy froze part way up the ladder because as soon as her head poked over the floor she saw Robert half naked and aroused leaning against her grandmother's hope chest.
“Ah!” Robert jumped at the sudden intrusion, scrambling to grab his pants and pull them back up to cover himself. “No! Wait! I can explain!” He looked over to Nymia, asking him with just the panic in his eyes ‘what should I do?’
Nymia gave an unapologetic shrug. “Don’t look at me. She can’t see me.”
“Oh my god! Oh my god!” Kathy stormed the rest of the way into the attic, furious and in shock at what ‘Robert’ was doing in her own home. “You need to get out or- or- or I’ll call the cops!”
“Woah, woah, woah, woah!” ‘Robert’ scrambled to his feet, his hands fumbling with the waist of his pants which did not want to cooperate with him. “It’s not what it looks like! I-” Kathy took a step back from ‘Robert’ and began reaching for her phone in her pocket as he stumbled over to her. With his panic spiking, anxiety coursing through his mind, and sexually frustrated from being edged he blurted out a wish to ‘fix’ all of this. “Nymia! I wish she was madly in love with me!”
“What?! Dude, that’s my neighbor!”
“Ooh! Now this’ll be fun!” She Snapped her fingers and floated up to the top of the tower of boxes where she sat down, leaned forward with her arms resting on her own thighs, and watched what was about to unfold.
The anger on Kathy’s face washed away, replaced first with confusion then followed up by a look of desire as her eyes lowered their gaze to Roberts’ partially exposed manhood. “I- uh… What was I saying?” She bashfully turns her head to the side and places a hand up to her reddening cheek. “I’m sorry but… I can see that you’re…” She stumbles across her words as she points at ‘Robert's’ crotch. “Can I…?” She steps close to ‘Robert’, closing the gap she was making previously and as soon as she’s standing in front of him she tugs at the waistband of his pants causing his rock hard dick to spring.
“I don’t think I- Woah!” Kathy had dropped to her knees and wrapped her lips around his dick as she eagerly gave ‘Robert’ a blowjob. “That’s-~ Wow~ I mean-~”
Nymia, from atop her perch, can’t help but happily watch as the older, more experienced woman gives ‘Robert’ some head. She found it funny and cute that the ‘new Robert’ just sort of stood there awkwardly, arms at his side with nothing to do as he just let it all happen. “I wonder how that other weirdo is holding up.” She jumped off of the stack of boxes and crawled between ‘Roberts’ legs and got super close to his swinging balls. “You feel that Robert? The new you knows how to have some real fun with his wishes.~”
Robert did indeed feel it as the sacks of wrinkled skin he was in swung freely between ‘Roberts’ legs, causing his liquid-like form to rock back and forth as he humped. “Well maybe I could’ve had fun with my wishes if someone actually listened! Just… fix this before something happens to me!”
“Oh… right. You can’t talk. That’s no fun!” Nymia pouted as she backed up out of between Roberts’ legs, stood up, and floated up next to him so that she was in his peripheral vision. “Heya… Just so you know you still have one more wish. You want to-” ‘Robert’ ignored her, his entire focus being on the tongue and lips wrapped around his dick building up into an eventual release he was sure wouldn’t be edged this time. Being ignored only made her upset as she furrowed her brow and exaggerated her pouting even more.
“God!~ This feels good, I think I’m gonna-~” Before ‘Robert’ knew it he felt his balls clench and his legs stiffen as with each twitch of his dick he released spurt after spurt of his cum into Kathy’s mouth. He at least had the decency, even if a bit late, to pull out but he ended up splattering the rest of his semen over his neighbors face. “Hah~ I’m so sorry I-”
“It’s okay Robert.” Kathy looked up at him, licking her lips and pulling whatever cum she could reach with her tongue into her mouth. “I really don’t mind.”
The real Robert on the other hand was reeling from a plethora of sensations. He was forced up and out of his balls, through a small tube and had felt himself be split up into pieces. Some of him ended up sliding down his neighbors throat but the rest of him was scattered across her face, finally free from the cramped confines of his testicles. “Wait… Don’t- don’t swallow me!” He felt a generous portion of himself be scooped up onto Kathy’s thumb as she scraped it along her cheek and inserted it into her mouth.
“Hehehe~ You enjoying your wish buddy?” Robert heard Nymia’s voice echo in what felt like his mind but… last he checked cum didn’t really have a mind to speak of. “Don’t worry about having this ruined by the way.~ Now that the new you has cum he’ll be forgetting you entirely.~”
“What?” Robert silently screamed. If he had a voice it surely would’ve cracked with how strained he had shouted it. “That’s the opposite of what I want! What- what am I gonna do as cum?”
He only heard Nymia giggle again as her voice echoed one last time in his mind. “I still can’t understand a word you’re saying! I assume all of that sloshing I hear is you trying to speak. Well, whatever you’re saying doesn’t really matter anymore. Afterall you’re just a wasted load of semen now.”
“Mmm! You must keep yourself rather hydrated.~” Kathy scooped a large glob of cum up off her other cheek and licked it clean from her fingers. “You taste surprisingly good.~”
“I uh… Well… Thanks?” ‘Robert’ didn’t really know how to respond to Kathy’s comment but his flushed face and rehardening cock answered for him.
“Wait, wait, wait, wait!” Robert panicked as yet another considerable portion of his new form slid down his neighbors throat to join the rest of him swimming around in her stomach. “Nymia, please! Stop playing around! I wish to be back in my old body!”
_“Wowee! I didn’t know cum could slosh so much! I imagine you’re trying to get me to change you back but… I really can’t understand a word you’re saying. You really should’ve been more careful with your wish!” _
“Careful with my-!?” If Robert still had any he surely would’ve popped a blood vessel by now with how pissed off the bratty genie woman had made him. “You’re impatient ass didn’t let me finish saying my wish! This is your fault!
“Ooh… okay…” Even Nymia’s sharp inhale as she winced echoed in Robert’s mind. “I’m starting to believe you’re trying to scream at me now so I’m going to leave you to enjoy your time as… this… You frickin’ weirdo.” She blinked a few times as she came out of concentrating on speaking telepathically with Robert and focused on the two flesh and blood humans before her.
“Maybe we can go for another round?~” Kathy crawled across the attic floor, closing the small gap between her and ‘Robert’. Once she was right in front of him she placed one hand on his thigh while her other brushed some stray strands of hair from her face.
“That sounds great, except…” He trailed off as he looked to the right to be met by a rather ticked off Nymia floating next to him with her hands on her hips.
“You need to make your last wish mister!”
“Last…?” ‘Robert’ gave a perplexed look before realizing what she was talking about. “Oh! Well… I don’t know. I’m kind of busy with-” He nudged his head down at Kathy whose attention was occupied by his already hard again cock.
“Who are you talking to Robbie?~” Kathy ran her thumb across the cum covered brow of her left eye and stuck it in her mouth as she looked up at him.
“Stop! I- I don’t want to be eaten!” Robert’s panic, who he was the only witness to, came out as a helpless stutter.
“Well that’s not my problem!” Nymia let out a loud huff. She was growing bored seeing as her original playtoy was already in the process of being digested. “I dunno… why don’t you spice up this sex or, if you're gonna be boring, let the old Robert take over again so I can mess with him some more.”
“One moment Kathy.” ‘Robert’ assured his neighbor before turning his attention back to Nymia, whom he now spoke to in a hushed voice. “Old Robert?”
“Yeah,” Nymia rubbed the bridge of her nose in annoyance, “Right… Just wish for something so I can go!”
“Well…” ‘Robert’ turned his attention back towards Kathy who looked like she was ready to pounce on his dick at a moment's notice. “My tank’s kind of empty and I don’t want to disappoint Kathy so…”
Nymia rolled her eyes. “Yeah. Sure. Whatever. I see all you can think about is sex, pervert. I’m tired of all of this dick stuff anyways.” Nymia didn’t wait for him to confirm his wish or properly state it as one as she Snapped her fingers, disappearing in a cloud of pink smoke while ‘Roberts’ empty, sagging balls inflated, swelling painfully with fresh cum.
“Sorry about that,” Robert returned his attention towards Kathu and saw the sex obsessed woman’s eyes twinkle with excitement as his testes refilled themselves, ready for many more rounds of whatever she had in store for him. “I should be ready for quite a few more rounds now.”
“I can see that!” She moved her hand off of ‘Roberts’ thigh, cupped his plump balls in her hand, and gave them a little bounce to gauge how heavy they were.
“Did Nymia just leave?! Am I really stuck like this?!” Robert didn’t have much time to think over his newfound existential dread and his neighbor scooped up what little of him remained on her face and slowly brought him down towards her tongue. “W- wait! I can’t go out like this! Please just-”
Kathy made a seductive show out of consuming every last drop of ‘Roberts’ semen, licking each finger off one by one as she held eye contact with the excited and aroused man looking down at her. She leaned forward, letting her warm breath tickle the head of his shaft. “Ready for round two Robbie?”