Muarim's Meal
By: Hidden Dark

"Awwww give it back Muarim! Come on!!!!" the young boy exclaimed hopping up and down,"Soren, Ilyana, and I worked hard on that!"

Maurim shook his head,"Tormond, your experiments are usually dangerous. I don't want to see you get in trouble for hurting anyone."

"Awwww but Muarim. Okay okay, how about YOU test it out on something then." Tormond finally folded his arms, a pouting expression on his youthful face.

Muarim frowned,"You know I don't approve of experimenting on animals. But okay, if I find something that's going to die anyway, I'll test out this shrinking powder of your's."

"Thanks Muarim! You're the best!" Tormond lit up finally, hugging the massive man.

Muarim was extremely tall about 6' 6". His years of being a slave had made him exceedingly muscular and well tanned. He was unusual in most places because of his cat-like ears and tail, which were covered with green fur which matched his naturally curly green hair. Muarim kept his hair tightly under control with a white bandanna which he was adept at tying. Muarim was a Laguz, a beast-human and had the power to transform into a massive saber-tooth tiger-like creature.

Muarim cared deeply for Tormond, the young human who he'd found as an infant many years past. Tormond was also a very powerful fire mage, which set most fire-weak cat Laguz on edge. The young boy had blazing red hair and usually wore a headband. His red cloak had a hood but he only wore it when he absolutely had to. For the most part he looked and acted like a normal kid, which disguised his real inner brilliance.

"I have guard duty now, but I'll be back later." he leaned down and kissed the boy on the forehead,"Maybe when I get back, we can have a little... fun?"

Tormond grinned widely, he loved Muarim's "games"

"You betcha!" he gave the big cat a thumbs up.

Muarim chuckled as he walked off, Tormond was always so eager to be with him, and eventually Muarim had to tell him about the facts of life, so what better way to do it than to show him? Tormond had amazingly gotten hooked on it, but Muarim really didn't mind, after all the boy was old enough.

Ever since Crimea was re-established many of the Greil Mercenaries that remained were called on to go on guard duty, in other words wander around the abysmally empty passages of the castle. Only the main area of the castle was actually used, and the rest of it was unlit and empty. Guard duty was pretty dull. 'What was there to guard?', Muarim wondered constantly. But nevertheless they said it was important, so they did it, usually only one person, so they wouldn't be removing too many people from important things they should be doing.

Muarim sighed as he walked, not bothering with a lamp, his Laguz eyes seeing fantastically in the darkness. Things were dry and dusty and DULL as ever. Muarim sighed and sat down when he reached the end of his route. Normally he'd double back, and go through it several times before the end of his shift, but for now he just leaned back with some water he'd brought with.

"I wish I'd brought some food." he mumbled as his stomach growled. Normally he took along one of Tormond's boxed dinners with him, but today the boy had gotten him excited and he forgot.

Muarim looked down,"Damn... now I'm hard too..." he swore.

Muarim sighed and thought for a moment, no one would be coming along until the end of his shift, which wasn't for a couple more hours. He smiled slightly and decided that it wouldn't hurt anything to deal with his erection.

He had just gotten his shirt off when his incredibly keen ears caught a faint sound, the shifting of stone down the passage. Muarim kicked his shirt into the darkness and jumped back, as a natural hunter he was able to blend in with the background easily, waiting absolutely silently.

Two voices finally found their way to Muarim's ears and he instantly gaged them to the person they belonged to. The first was sharper, and deeper. Muarim instantly pegged him as the leader of the two. The second voice was younger, and quivered. Muarim decided he sounded like someone who didn't want to be there. The voices finally resolved into words as the two got closer and Muarim listened intently.

"A-are you sure we should be doing this?" the second person asked, his voice almost cracking from tension.

"You've asked me a thousand times! Shut up already! Everyone knows the castle's got treasure in it! We sell the treasure and we'll be rich!" the first voice snapped. Muarim's ears instantly flattened to the sides of his head in dislike.

"I-it still f-feels wrong, stealing from them right in the midst of recovering from the war..." the second person stuttered.

"Pfft, shut it. Stupid morals like that are just going to make you starve." the first person chuckled.

Muarim could see them now, his extra acute eyes easily able to see the pair as they rounded the corner towards him. One was tall and sleazy looking, dressed like most thieves Muarim had seen. The other one, if Muarim was to peg a class on him he'd guess would be an Archer, he was slighter and didn't have the normal thief look the others did. He also looked like he was terrified. The first one resonated an air of being the boss.

As the two got closer, Muarim prepared to transform into his beast form and attack them, but paused. Perhaps now would be a good chance to test out that silly powder of Tormond's? Muarim had no faith in it, but at least he could tell the boy he tried it out. He took a reasonable amount out of the bag it was in, remembering that Tormond said it shouldn't have any effect on Laguz so it would be safe for him to handle. When the two got close enough, Muarim jumped out before they could react and threw the powder into their faces.

"What the hell!?" the older one snarled, stumbling backwards. The younger boy just sat down hard in shock.

Muarim shook his head, it didn't seem to be having an effect so he prepared to pounce, but then something held him back. Both boys seemed to be glowing softly, and then, right before Muarim's eyes the pair began to shrink slowly.

"It... it works..." Muarim gasped softly as the shrinking excelerated and both of them seemed to fall, dropping into what became what looked like two piles of clothes.

For a moment Muarim stood in shock before he finally carefully walked over and started to prod the two piles. One of them started to move and Muarim stood in shock as a minute person crawled out. It was the younger of the two, shrunken to just over two inches tall. Muarim watched as the other one crawled out of his pile of clothing as well.

"What the hell just happened?" the older boy groaned, staggering to his feet slowly.

"I don't know... I saw... a person and then... everything went goldish." the young boy said, shaking his head.

"Oh shut up, what would you know? This is of course your fault!" the older glared and smacked the younger boy several times.

Muarim glared and stepped closer,"Stop that." he said softly.

"Holy..." the older boy staggered back and suddenly ran behind the younger one, pushing him forward,"I-it was all his idea to come here! P-punish him for it!"

Muarim snarled suddenly, brushing the younger boy aside with his foot and growling at the older one,"I really, REALLY hate people like you." Muarim stepped forward suddenly, knocking the boy older with his foot. The boy shouted and mostly blamed the younger boy, and told Muarim how he should go after him instead of hurting him. Muarim growled and raised his foot up,"REALLY hate." he brought his foot down with a sickening crunch.

Muarim ground his foot on the floor for a moment, the feeling not quite unpleasant. Quite the reverse actually. "Hmmm that felt good." he chuckled. A small sound drew his attention to the younger boy. The boy sat there as if he were choking.

"Y-Y-Y-Y-You... Y-You... SQUISHED him!" the boy said, eyes wide, gasping in full shock.

Muarim nodded,"Yes. I did. And you broke in too so..." Muarim put his other foot over the boy,"I should squish you too.

"I-I'm sorry!" the teen sobbed, kneeling down under Muarim's foot. It was his lack of excuses that momentarily saved his life.

Muarim pushed his foot down gently on the boy for a moment and then pulled it back, leaning down to look the boy over better.

"How old are you?" he growled finally.

The boy gulped for a moment before he finally struggled out,"I-I'm e-eighteen."

Muarim nodded,"What about him?" he asked, indicating the red smear on the floor.

"H-he was t-twenty." the boy said, trying to avert his eyes.

Muarim nodded,"Why were you going to steal from the castle?"

"W-We needed money, we were going to get a new home, our old one was burned by Dain. I didn't want to steal from here... but he said that the only valuable stuff was here..." the boy stuttered into silence.

"I see." Muarim frowned, and then told him"Tormond, my friend, made this powder to shrink people. I don't think there's a way to make you normal sized again."

"I-I can't go back to normal!?" the boy asked, his expression bordering on hysteria.

Muarim shook his head,"I'm sorry, but I did promise Tormond I'd try it out on something, you two seemed like the best bet." Muarim almost sounded apologetic.

"Y-You can't be serious! I-I'm stuck like this f-forever!?" the boy staggered.

Muarim looked down on him sadly, he did feel sorry for the boy. He leaned down and picked him up, looking him over. Muarim smiled suddenly, an idea came to him.

He grinned,"I know what might help cheer you up for a bit."

Muarim started sniffing the boy, the boy mainly smelled of fear and sweat, but Muarim didn't mind.

"What's your name kid?" he asked suddenly.

"E-Erik." the boy replied, dazed by Muarim's behavior.

Muarim chuckled,"I'm Muarim, a Laguz."

Muarim's tongue suddenly stuck out and licked the boy's chest, leaving a trail of saliva. Muarim licked down until he reached Erik's tiny crotch, licking it a little longer.

Erik gasped in shock at the sensation, which made Muarim grin as he withdrew his tongue and laid down on the floor, slowly undoing his trousers. He grinned down at the boy as he pulled his pants and underwear off together, sliding them off and setting them by his shirt.

Erik gaped at Muarim's massive cock, larger than he was without even being hard and gulped slightly in shock.

"Like what you see little guy?" Muarim grinned and chuckled, lowering Erik down next to it.

Erik stared as Muarim started to get hard again,"I-I... woah..."

Muarim nudged Erik closer,"I suggest you get to work." his voice held a touch of threat.

Erik stood still for a moment before finally stepping forward, running his hands up and down what he could reach of the member, finding himself excited by touching it. He started to rub energetically. Muarim chuckled, glad that Erik was enjoying it already and put his hand on the boy's back, pressing him against it as it got all the harder.

"Let me give you a hand with that." Muarim chuckled as he squeezed Erik against his cock.

Muarim began to rub up and down, rubbing Erik almost crushingly against it. Erik gasped as his cock was rubbed against the giant one, the sensation of being pressed against Muarim's cock, while being in the massive hand was almost overwhelming. Erik started to rub along with Muarim's rubbing, his little hands sending a rainbow of sensation's through Muarim. Muarim moaned and began to rub faster and harder, driving the breath out of his tiny helper, gripping the edge of the rug they were on with his other hand. Erik moaned as well and Muarim's hand rubbed him over the head of Muarim's cock, rubbing Erik in pre-cum, making his chest slick with it. Both of them panted heavily as the pressure built up, the ecstasy rising into an unstoppable force as Muarim finally could hold back no longer, and released, intentionally putting his hand with Erik over the slit so Erik was utterly soaked in cum. Muarim panted for a moment before lifting his hand up to his face to examine the coughing and spluttering boy.

"Ugg that felt good." Muarim moaned down to him,"Now it's my turn to return the favor."

Before Erik could say anything, Muarim had the boy up to his mouth, and licked along his cock, placing Erik's lower half entirely in his mouth, his tongue probing all over him, before coming back to Erik's cock, swirling around it for a moment. Erik was already extremely close to releasing, and it only took a few seconds before it was too much for him and he came onto Muarim's tongue, which lapped it up quickly.

"Mmm that was wonderful." Muarim told the boy, talking very softly around him.

Another instinct, almost as powerful as the one to mate came over Muarim, and his grumbling stomach reminded him that he hadn't eaten since lunch. Normally, he would have resisted it, but now, with the moment of passion just over, Muarim couldn't say no. He began to suck on Erik, as if he were giving a blowjob and began to suck more of the boy into his mouth.

"You're good..." Muarim moaned around him again.

"That felt.... so... fantastic..." Erik closed his eyes and leaned his head back, the feeling of slipping into Muarim's mouth almost as powerful as being licked before.

Muarim finally could resist no longer and took the entirety of Erik into his mouth, except for the boy's head and shoulders, running his tongue up and down the boy's body wildly.

"Hey, you're overdoing it a bit." Erik finally told him,"This is a little disturbing, it's almost like you're going... to... eat....... me......"

Erik's eyes widened and he barely had time for an astonished gasp as Muarim chuckled in his throat and pulled the boy's head into his mouth. Muarim for a moment let the boy rest on his teeth, as he struggled and tried to get out, but decided against it, why chew now and ruin the feelings to come? Muarim finally finished with tasting and teasing the boy and tipped his head back, letting Erik slide to the back of his throat, then he began to swallow slowly, feeling Erik's kicking legs go down first. A momentary meanstreak in Muarim made him open his mouth for a moment, to give Erik one last look at the light before he closed it and gulped powerfully, sending him mostly down his throat. With another gulp, Erik was finally sent into Muarim's stomach, dropping down into the larger space, with nothing but darkness for all he could see. He staggered up, but slipped and fell, crawling over to the wall of the stomach.

"Let me out! PLEASE! LET ME GO!" the boy screamed.

Muarim's acute ears could hear the boy, even in his stomach, and the feeling of his struggles sent a new wave of pleasure through him. He could feel Erik hammering against the sides of his stomach, until he heard the boy cry out as he began to tingle, and feel a new liquid beginning to run down with him.

"NO! PLEASE DON'T LET ME DIGEST IN HERE!!!" Erik shrieked, hammering again on the walls.

Muarim chuckled and rubbed his massive abdominal muscles,"You feel so good in there, I think I just might keep you.... forever."

Muarim put his clothes back on and lay there for a while, listening to the increasingly weaker struggles inside of him. Muarim was careful to swallow air so the little man didn't suffocate, Muarim wanted to feel it to the end. Finally, right before Muarim's shift was up, the struggles and shouts finally stopped and Muarim let out a contented belch. He smiled happily, closing his eyes for a moment to gather his thoughts before getting up, tucking the two wads of clothing under his arm and heading back. He grinned, he couldn't wait to tell Tormond that his powder worked, he had a feeling the boy would make a great carnivore if given the chance, so maybe he'd even show him.

The End