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On Bio-Mass
By : Twitchystitch
Category: +1 through F > Adventure Time
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- 1-On Bio-Mass
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Princess Bubblegum walked at a brisk pace, the sleeveless dress she had chosen to wear today a deep blue to match the colors Finn typically wore loose on her expansive curves and moving with her steps, the perpetual motion of her large hips swaying it one direction and then the other. From the long and tall shape of her dress were her ankles, her feet slim and barefoot, and she walked with purposeful strides aided by her long legs.
She stood larger than usual, easily heads and shoulders above the doorways of her castle (but not so much that it would make getting through doors inconvenient and embarrassing), and behind her walked Finn the human, her best friend and knight and lover; at his sides were two mechanical candy-people, sugar-infused bio-circuits humming like a persistent heartbeat as they moved. Finn, small and chubby and very womanly in his beautiful looks and feminine body type, shrugged a towel over his drying hair, hardly even noticing them. As familiar with Bubblegum and her castle as he was, the guards seemed superfluous. Still, Finn almost certainly knew (or at least Bubblegum hoped he did) the knowledge of how this sort of thing worked. When a mighty ruler was bringing the object of their desire to private quarters, an armed guard was simply the thing to have.
She sniffed the air. She dared to glance back at Finn, his skin ruddy with scrubbing, clearly uncomfortable with being so free of grime and dirt as he normally was, and he beamed up at her as she caught his eye, and for a moment he looked so small she felt like a giant. She smiled at the thought, and the sense of the power she had over him made her tremble.
Her belly rumbled, longing for him to fill her up. She placed a hand over her stomach, cautioning herself restraint for the moment.
They came to her private quarters and she nodded at the guards. “You may leave us,” she said. They nodded and hurried away, perhaps fearing what they might her if they lingered; she giggled at the thought, waiting until they were gone to open the door and gesture at Finn. “C’mon, hurry, hurry!” Finn giggled and went inside, trailing the sweet smell of soap as he went.
She smiled, a surge of affection swelling up even as she licked her lips. He was just so perfect.
Inside this room, there were many things of no real importance, including several machines that Finn stared at, plainly wondering at their purpose. Bubblegum grabbed his wrist, ignoring them, and tugged him over by a chair that she propped him into. Finn, wearing only a pair of shorts matching the color of her dress as he sat down, looked up at her, smiling worshipfully at her.
Bubblegum sat down in front of him, clasping her heads and trembling at how accepting he was. “Finn,” she said sweetly. “It’s time.”
He nodded, looking a little nervous.
She leaned in. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” Finn said.
“Do you like me?”
“Yes.”
“Do you,” and she hesitated her, but only for a moment. “Love me?”
He nodded eagerly. “Yes, Peebee, yes!”
She smiled, standing up. “Then trust me, like me, and love me.” Her belly rumbled again, and now she lowered her head, mouth opening. Bubblegum’s body was not built like a humans, being a series of highly flexible layers of gel and goo; the rigid substance of her jawline softened, and her jaws distended impossibly, gaping wide and making her mouth into an all-hungering maw.
She leaned down, and Finn squealed as her lips slid over his bare toes, her mouth adjust around him as her tongue guided him around. In moments, she had all of his feet in her mouth, and then, with a swallow, his feet were moving down her throat. “Peebs!” Finn blurted, but if he had any second thoughts, she thought it was too late for him. She swallowed again, and Finn gave a startled yelp as his feet were gently but irresistibly pulled down her throat and downward still. The swallow was a continuous force, and her muscles had been primed into action. Finn slowly was dragged forward into her by the swallow, the bulges of his calves now into her throat, his heels bulges against the inside of her throat for a moment, and then there were gone.
Finn squealed as his feet were brought into the pit of her belly, and Bubblegum groaned in satisfaction at the heaviness inside her, the emptiness that needed filling.
Next his legs were inside her mouth, and then going down her throat; she squirmed and closed her eyes as the lovely feeling of his knees, and the slender but strong length of his legs, pushing against her throat from the inside, fighting in vain against her.
Slowly but surely Finn’s hips came into her mouth, his large buttocks pressing against her tongue. Both Finn and Bubblegum squirmed and blushed at this, but she kept going as his legs were brought into her stomach, and her next bulged wider than ever as his womanly hips (broad for a boy) were swallowed, and made a wonderful weight inside her. His belly slid easily into her mouth, much of him already swallowed and slick with her inner goo, and his plump body squashing inside her for delicious moments before she wiggled at feeling his torso going down her throat, and into her stomach.
Finn’s hands went up. For a horrible moment, she thought he might be fighting back and was scared; his palms rested on cheeks, giving her a gentle pat as he tried to squirm down, easing himself into her. She looked up and saw his face, coming ever-closer into her, and he smiled nervously. She closed her eyes, smiling two, and took an even stronger swallow to supplement the one from earlier.
Finn’s chest and shoulders went down in that gulp, sucked down furiously and needfully; they were gone in moments, inside her mouth as his torso was swallowed up, and then they were down her throat. Finn adjusted his arms , sticking along his body, and it made it easier to swallow him. Soon his arms were gone too, and his body was sliding down her into her belly-
There was a brief moment when his head was still exposed. His head bobbed up, and his lips pressed against her nose. “I, I really like you,” he blurted, blushing shyly.
She smiled, even through a mouthful of Finn, and let the rest of him move down her throat. His head, and face, went into her mouth and easily passed down her ever-hungering throat in moments, and briefly a tangle of thick blonde hair stuck out her lips. Her throat worked, pulling his head down into her esophagus and internal muscles gently sliding him downwards, and she licked his hair up, slurping it up to.
Bubblegum sat up as all of Finn came down into her belly, her stomach muscles grinding and growling as he was accepted by her, and she let out a relieved sigh as every square inch of him was tasted by her, and he was so delicious.
(Human flesh was the very best treat for a Candy Person, and here he had given all of him up for her, and she had to snuggle up and hug herself and giggle helplessly.)
Bubblegum squirmed, fascinated by the feeling of Finn moving around in her stomach, now distended fantastically by Finn’s weight. She tilted her head in interest at the large bulges where his elbows and limbs and body pressed against her stomach from the inside, showing even through her clothes. She rocked on the floor, holding herself and murmuring in delight.
She closed her eyes as she let the digestive juices come down, and felt Finn slide around inside her as more pink goo fell over him. Distantly, as she felt it splatter on him, she thought she heard a giggle.
The squirming ceased as he curled down inside her, but fitfully. He jerked and rolled about as the goo smothered his body, and she gasped as he slowly liquefied, one of his hands softening into soft goo inside her and coming loose, splattering all inside his stomach, and she was relieved she had engineered this process to be painless. He moved around inside her, but more slowly and with a laziness like he was going to bed.
It took only a short time, less than a minute, and yet it felt like an hour, of Finn’s body transmuting into a goo-like substance that she could absorb completely without needing to produce waste (for that was so inefficient), his consciousness intact even as his heart and lungs and blood and bones were all transformed into the same goo. Bones liquefied, muscles softened, even his brain and flesh goo-ified, and then finally what was left of Finn splashed down into the bottom of her stomach, and Bubblegum let out a long and happy sigh as her stomach quickly absorbed every last bit of the nutritious Finn-goo. Her belly shrank down as he was digested completely, soon returning to it’s normal size (if a bit pudgier from his distilled fat), and the hunger faded, sated by Finn’s body. Bubblegum squirmed as her body lengenthed, and stood up awkwardly, her mass stabilizing and growing to nearly a foot tall. The rest of him was distributed evenly, and after a moment’s thought, she focused it upon her general bulk, breasts and thighs. It seemed appropriate for digesting the object of her lust to make her more sexually appealing.
‘Peebee?’ Finn’s voice quailed from the deepest part of her consciousness, held within her and kept alive even though she had assimilated his body. ‘Did it… work?’
She smiled. “It most certainly did, my little Finny!” She giggled at how curiously intriguing the feeling was, of eating Finn whole and digesting him and now holding his self inside her; she had total dominance over him, and if she wanted to digest his consciousness and very soul now, she could have done it.
Bubblegum walked unsteadily, unused to her greater weight and height. Her dress hem around her knees now, flapping around as she approached a machine like a big capsule, filled inside with a large blue ball of candy bio-mass derived from her own flesh (a rib-analogue, to be specific) and pressed a hand against it. “Here we go!” She said, as the machine’s psychic sensors swam through her consciousness, locating that which was Bubblegum and isolating that which was Finn.
She felt a brief pull, and then a terrible absence as Finn was suddenly gone from her, and she winced at it.
Various lights came on, signaling finished processes, and the capsule hummed. Liquid frothed as the blob of candy bio-mass in there took on a new form, boy-shaped and plump, strands of long and soft gel standing from the head and taking on a familiar structure… but she saw now more as a fresh cloud of bubbles obscured it.
The regeneration process went on for nearly an hour. Bubblegum waited patiently; she had waited a few years since she had first started to really love Finn for this moment, she could wait a little bit more.
A grate opened as the process finished, and the liquid drained away in a big sucking rush. The door opened, and Bubblegum smiled wide as she reached down into it, and a hand reached for her. Small, pale blue, translucent due to its lack of mass, trails of goo dripping from it, and a perfect match for Finn’s old hand. His fingers reached around her palm, trickles of blue falling onto her pink and flushing into purple, and she squeezed. With a jerk, she picked him up.
She helped him out of the regeneration capsule, and Finn staggered uncertainly as he was pulled out, his feet slapping on the floor as shapeless chunks of blue goo, his thick legs flowing together as a central mass. He looked around, looking bemused and fascinated; she supposed he was looking at the world with the increased brainpower of his new body, and not yet adjusted to his new bio-physical structure. Long strands of goo-hair slapped against the side of his face as he did, and Bubblegum looked admiringly at his unclothed body; hollow as a glass bottle, chubbier than he had been and even more feminine. Yet it was clearly Finn, and as beautiful as falling starlight against the clouds.
Finn gently took her hand. “Peebee,” he started to say, and stopped. He blushed darker blue, aware of his nakedness.
She leaned down (for he was smaller than before, even considering her increased size from digesting Finn’s old body) and kissed him on the forehead, his flesh sinking under her lips. “You’re perfect for a queen’s consort. My Prince.”
Finn bowed his head, giggling, in deference to his princess’ plans, a new Candy Prince.
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On Bio-Mass	By : Twitchystitch Category: +1 through F > Adventure Time Views: 4739 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Adventure Time or make profits off it.

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