((This is a private rp with me and Wanttobevored))

It was a nice tropical island out in the middle of nowhere. Well, it would be nice, if not for the huge titan that lives on it. His name was Malice and he lived here. He was walking back to his cave he made with a cage of a poor survivor of a ship wreck. No dought what his fate would be.

The lone survivor sat in his cage devastated over the loss of his shipmates. Now he was stuck on an island, being held prisoner by a Giant Man. Although he looked at Malice with fear, Roy couldn't help but think to himself, "Damn this guy's hot!"

Malice went on into the cave and placed the cage on a counter, "There we go," he said sitting there as he checked his ingridents trying to decide what to have with his lunch.

Roy was not a little scared. With the size he was, he could hear Malice's stomach growl. He still couldn't help but think to himself, "Damn, what a huge bulge!"

"Hmmmm, lets ee lets see..." he looks around playing with the condaments. Finally he took out two pieces of bread and and got some mustard as well as pepperoni, "Mmmmmm," he said as he placed the food on the counter and moves to open your cage.

I watch him spread the mustard (God, how I hate mustard, of all condiments, he had to pick mustard). I hear him say, "Mmmmm," and I almost like it. My jeans are getting uncomfortable, but it's the only thing I have to cover myself from the cold cave. He turns to my cage and opens the door. His huge fingers movings toward me. Eckkk, I can smell the mustard on his hand.

Malice picked him out of his cage, "Heh, your a tastey little morsol," he said licking him, "I dont normally do this, but. Got any last requests before I put you intom my little sandwhich?"

When he picked Roy up and licked him, Roy got a little aroused. "I actually have two requests. Well, this may sound weird, ,but I have had this unusal fetish, can blow on me. I want to know what your breath will smell like when I go in there. And when you start eating your sandwich, please don't chew me."

He smiled, "Dont worry, I dont like to chew my food, I perfer it to go down whole," he said. He blew on the little person, his breath smelt odd to him though.

Roy breathed in deeply with his nose. "Oh yeah. Thank you. It smells like you haven't brushed your teeth in a while, like morning breath, or like after you drink milk. It smells rancid, but it felt good as it was really warm." It really is cold in the cave, especially at Riy's side, so Roy was actually glad for Malice's breath. He was actually looking forward to going inside Malice's mouth for it would surely keep Roy warm. Roy looked directly at Malice's mouth, looking at his fate.

He places him on the thin slices of bread and on peperonie and mustard and rools him up, "Okay now, get ready. Next stop is my stomech.." he opened wide and slid the sandwhich into his mouth, it was wet and moist and quite abit of smell.

Roy laid in the sandwich sideways so he can see Malice's mouth. His tongue got bigger and bigger until it touched Roy's face full on. It got dark as Malice's teeth closed in. Roy was broke free, he fell under Malice's tongue. He was covered in his saliva. He smelled mustard and "morning breath. He bounced up and down as Malice's lower jaw chewed. Roy watched from under the tongue Malice chew the bread. Surely me must know that Roy was under his tongue. Why was Malice letting him stay there? The smell was getting stronger. Roy realized that Malice didn't eat the whole sandwich. Half of the sandwich was still in Malice's hand waiting to be eating. Roy prepared himself for more mustard.

Malice murs in delight then takes a big swallow, sending Roy down with his sandwhich down his long slippery throat as mush and saliva went down. Malice soon began to eat the other half of his sandwhich and soon swallowed this down too. "Thanks, you were delicious," he said as he walked on out to get a drink of water, bending down to drink.

Going down was almost fun. Roy fell into a great pool where he smelled mustard and heard Malice's breathing. Roy was actually more excited now. How he wished he could be eaten again. Suddenly, he was forced to wall of Malic'es stomach. Roy was lying agains the walls, he finally let it all out. A great big sea of water came in, making Roy soaked in a mixture of saliva and actual water. "What better way to die. Thanks Malice!"

He never known a human that would actually thank him for eating him, "Er..your welcome? Look at it this way, some of the villagers kinda see me as a god here, so think of this as a chance to become a part of me. Now, I have to sleep you off," he patted had stomech and went on back into his cave and lied down on the spot he would call a bed, rubbing his stomech as he slept.

inside, the stomech began to get warmer inside as it began to work on the food within.

Roy sat in the Malice's stomach. The smell of mustard was going away, finally. All he smelled now was the saliva that occassionally came down the huge throat, and smelling the saliva was also smelling the giant breath, which Roy had an unusual fetish for. How he wished he could do the whole process over again! Why didn't he ask for three last requests?! He would've asked to stay in his mouth a little while, be played with, but Malice instead swallowed Roy fast. However, as Roy sat in the pool of stomach liquid, he couldn't help but wonder when he would be digested? Shouldn't it have started, like now? He suddenly realized...Roy quickly pinched himself...nothing. He bit his cheek...again nothing! "No way!" He looked up and a bright light flashed his eyes. He woke up with a sweat. He looked around and he was back in his little cage. He must've dosed off after Malice captured him. Though he was happy he didn't actually get eaten, he was wondering if his wish had come true. There Malice slept, right before him, his mouth open, drool coming out, and Roy inhaled heavily everytime Malice breathed out.

Malice soon woke up from his sleep, yawning loudly as he got up. He walked on to the cage, "Mmmm, good morning," he said as he yawned again, "I hope you enjoyed your little trip into my stomech..." he went ahead and got some breakfast stuff and made a fire to cook them on.

'How the heck did he know about my dream?" Roy wondered. Oh well. "I hope I'm his breakfast", thought Roy.

Malice made some bacon and what not and fixed something for his little guest, "If you want me to eat you again, just say so. I need someone to eat, the villiage population is low so im gonna wait for them to repopulate."

"Well," He thought about the pros and cons, "I do want to go in your mouth, of course, but if you should swallow me, at least mess with me first. Last time you swallowed me so fast, I didn't get to enjoy it. It isn't every day that one gets to go into a human mouth, you know."