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He felt a scaly hand touch his chin and lift his head up in the air, forcing him to face whoever was in the room with him. And even in his less than ideal state, he could make out who it was, Jormungandr, and his smile made the old duck realize all he had just lost.\n\nThe five of them competed in a match, something with huge implications, but he couldn’t quite remember what they were. However, looking at the position he was in, he knew he was the loser, even he couldn’t remember how he lost.\n\nThe serpent looked at Scrooge in the eye, “Wow, I really knocked a few lights off in there.” he said, lightly batting at the duck’s head. “Well, I got to say, you put up as much of a fight as I thought you would. Wasn’t a squash match, so I’d say you were pretty honorable in defeat.”\n\nScrooge shook his head, getting some of his vision back. To clear his throat he spit on the floor, right at Jormungandr’s feet. “So, we lost.” The duck said, defeated and humiliated, “Wh... what's going to happen to us?”\n\n“Always looking ahead, aren’t you Scrooge?” Jormungandr asked, a disappointed look on his face, “That may be why you lost after all. You couldn’t focus on the crowd, on the people cheering for a good fight. You were too stuck in the future to save the now.” Scrooge was silent at the accusation, knowing the snake was right. “Well, if you really want a reminder of what you agreed to in the match, I’d be more than happy to give it to you.” Jormungandr continued, his frown turning into a great, cocky smile. “You lost everything in that match. Winner takes all means that the winner takes all he wants, and I’m looking forward to having my way with each and every one of you.”\n\nAs he said this, he flicked a light switch and revealed the rest of his partners in the match, all tied up and in various stages of waking up. “They all put up a good fight.” He said, licking his lips, “But, now you’re all my property to do what I want with. Well, all of the earth is now, since you agreed to it.”\n\nA weak, disheveled voice was heard from behind Jormungandr, “You’ll… never get… away with this…” the boyish sounding voice said, as close to a yell as it could be. “You’ll eventually find your match… then it’ll be all over.”\n\nJormungandr’s eyes thinned at the accusation, “Well… that may be the case one day…” he said, turning over and looking at the tied up cubs. “But that doesn’t matter, I won tonight, so tonight I get to have my fun. But, to make it easier on you four, would you tell me who said those harsh words?”\n\nGiving an answer, Dewey spit at the snake, looking him dead in the eye with a hateful glare. “You probably couldn’t even beat us again.” He challenged, struggling against his restraints and looking for a way out. “That’s why you have us tied up, huh? So we can’t fight you and beat you?”\n\nJormungandr let a chuckle slip out, “Not at all.” he said, reaching for the ropes that held young Dewey to the wall, “I just like taking my time with the losers of my bouts. And, now having 5 delectable ducks to play with… I’ll need a lot of time.” The muscular snake popped the latch restraining the boy and caught him with his arms. “I think I’ll take you first.” Jormungandr said, looking at the young, beaten up duck in his grasp, “Let’s show the rest of your family how I like to prepare my meals.”\n\n“Prepare? Meals?” yelled Scrooge from the other side of the room. “Wha- what kind of monster are you?”\n\n“An honorable one, if I do say so myself.” Jormungandr replied, kicking off his wrestling boots and heading to a bench, Dewey in hand. “I give my losers a pleasurable time before heading down into my stomach, and you five will be no exception.” Scrooge looked on in horror as the snake kept undressing, putting the young duck on the wooden bench right next to him. He took off his knee and elbow pads, finally grabbing his trunks and sliding them off, revealing a slit and his member’s tip poking out of it.\n\nJormungandr grabbed the young Dewey and lifted him in the air, placing the boy’s underside against his nose and taking a whiff. The snake looked like he almost melted under the boy’s scent, “You already smell good enough to eat!” He complimented the duck, pulling him closer and putting a fang in the young boy’s ring gear, ripping out the bottom and leaving the boy’s most private areas out in the open. “But… I always have fun first.”\n\nThe snake’s cock was hardening again, inch by inch slithering out of the man’s body. It was long, thick, and dripping with pre. It had been 10 years since his last bout, and he wanted this badly. Quickly after flooding his senses with the boy’s smell, he lowered and pressed him right up against his growing member.\n\nDewey didn’t see what was about to happen to him, all he felt was a cool breeze near his junk and tight, virgin hole. He was barely old enough to know what sex was, and in his dazed state, he wasn’t too able to learn. But Jormungandr was about to introduce him to a whole new world. However, as soon as he felt Jormungandr’s pulsing member touch his backside, he snapped back to reality. “Umm, what are you planning to do with that?” he asked, already feeling the snake push against and push apart his backside. The feeling was unlike any he had ever had before. It hurt him, a lot, but it also felt pleasurable, even if it was only in the back of his mind.\n\nJormungandr would not waste his time on answering the boy, he had waited too long and couldn’t wait another moment. He had Dewey in both of his hands, back to the ground and forced to look at the large, imposing snake above him. Jormungandr could look at all the cute expressions the young duck cub made as he pushed forward, slowly sinking deeper and deeper into his rump.\n\n“St- stop! Please…” Dewey pleaded, the pain of being skewered almost making him pass out. His vision was strained, but as he looked to either side of him all he saw was his family look on in horror, not able to do anything to stop the snake from penetrating and raping him. He looked down and saw another terrifying sight, his waist and stomach bulged as the large member kept sinking into him.\n\nAs much as he wanted to keep going and go against the bratty duck’s wishes, after being pent up for so long, and having a hole this tight, he was already coming close to finishing. It didn’t help that Dewey’s insides were clenched and his warm body pulsed over the snake’s thick cock every time his little heart beat. He had to thrust; he wanted everyone in the room to know who the winner was.\n\nHe grabbed the boy’s beak and slammed it shut, using his other hand to make the boy his own personal fleshlight. Dewey’s muffled cries for help were drowned out by the monstrous moans emanating from the beast. It didn’t take long for the duck so go limp, the mixed pain and pleasure too much for the boy to handle.\n\nFor the first time in a long time, he felt his body start to heat up as much as it could, and waves of euphoria pulsed through the serpent. He thrust one last time into the limp boy, hilting his entire member deep and cumming into Dewey, making his belly bulge out and look like it was about to pop.\n\nOnly taking a moment of rest, Jormungandr threw Dewey’s aching body to the floor, ready for his next round. The serpent grabbed Huey and Louie, freeing them from their restraints and throwing the pair over his shoulders. “Let's hit the showers young ones, get clean while we get a little dirty.” he said, walking away with his erection already back at full and throbbing.\n\nScrooge looked on in horror as the rest of the triplets left his vision, and the sound of water started to pour from the showers. All Dewey could let out was a half-satisfied moan, not able to comprehend what had just happened to him.\n\nBefore the water was even warm, Jormungandr had already thrown Louie in the corner and started thrusting into his twin brother, sinking his entire pre-lubed pulsing member in the tight duck’s ass while propping his sextoy on the shower wall. Louie looked on in terror watching his brother, knowing he would be next if he wasn’t able to escape.\n\nHuey let his mind race as he was being taken advantage of by the gigantic snake, letting him ignore only a slight amount of the pain racking his virgin body. It was all becoming too much for him to even think. He wasn’t strong enough to fight off the man, none of them were, even together. The now lukewarm water that ran down his body didn’t help either, getting in his eyes and mouth and making him lose his train of thought.\n\nJormungandr didn’t mind any of this. For the most part, the terrified duck’s body had gone still, letting him fuck Huey as deep and as hard as he wanted. The water easily slid off and around his body, leaving him clean but not the slightest bit damp.\n\nHe had an arm around the young cub’s arms and one around his waist. The snake pressed him against the wall each time he thrusted, keeping Huey in place while he lifted his own body up to thrust into the duck. “Goddamn…” he went, a low primal growl in his voice as he was having fun with his prize. Jormungandr was feeling the same sensation he felt with Dewey, but didn’t want to finish just yet.\n\nLouie, who was cowering in the corner, couldn’t look away. His mind raced with imaginary conversations with the snake to get out of this horrible fate. He knew he had to catch him at the right time though, but he felt it soon slipping away. He saw Jormungandr close his eyes and grit his teeth, slowing down, but more forcefully thrusting into his brother.\n\nStill, being so young, he had no idea what that meant for Jormungandr. All he did know was that he needed to talk. “M-Mr. Jormungandr?” he said, his high-pitched voice snapping the snake’s concentration.\n\nBefore he could finish talking, Jormungandr let out a guttural moan, pushing into Huey one last time and breathing out. Louie noticed his brother’s belly swell and fill, just like Dewey’s did before. “Coul- could we talk this out?” Louie asked, his voice cracking and squeaking as his body shook. “We re- ally don’t have to do this right? I mean, my uncle can pay you whatever you want.” Getting on his knees, Louie clasped his hands together, looking directly at the serpent.\n\nJormungandr let out a sigh as he finished cumming into the second triplet, releasing his grip on the duck and letting him fall to the tile floor. As the euphoria waned from the snake, he got frustrated. “You really think we can talk this out huh?” Jormungandr said, turning to face Louie, “I wanted to last as long as I could in your brother there.” he continued, pointing to the exhausted cub, sitting down on the tile floor, water splashing in his face. “But you trying to ‘talk’ yourself out of this only made me finish quicker. So, seeing you’re in the right position already, let's put that mouth to good use.”\n\nLouie had no time to move as Jormungandr met him kneeling on the floor, pressing their bodies up close and taking in his scent. “I bet you use your mouth to get you out of a lot of situations don’t you?” he asked, putting a hand on the cub’s head and moving it down to meet the snake’s slit. “Why don’t you try to do something a bit different? I’m sure you’re a good cocksucker.”\n\nThe young cub didn’t know what that word mean’t, but he knew what Jormungandr wanted, and knew he better do what he said, or else.\n\nLouie, with a guiding hand from Jormungandr, put his beak up to the snake’s slit, its cock already back in and hiding. Hoping he was doing this right, he took his tongue and pressed it right against the serpent’s entrance, trying to entice the cock to come out. Sure enough, only after a few licks and a few moans from above, it made its way out. “Fuck… you’re a natural.” Jormungandr commented, “Now put it in your mouth, and stay quiet.”\n\nThe duck did as he was told, trying to fit the ever increasing member into his small mouth. He felt the snake’s warmth swirl around him, and his scent start to intoxicate him. In the back of his mind, he even liked it, even if he would never admit it. With the mythological serpent’s help, he started moving his head back and forth, lubing up the member and running his tongue up and down the thick shaft.\n\nAlthough Jormungandr loved the boy’s slow, methodical pace. He wanted it rougher, and luckily for him, he was in full control. He pushed the boy’s head forward and deeper onto his cock, reaching his other hand over to his pure virgin rump. He ran a single finger around Louie’s hole as he prepared himself to thrust deep into the boy’s throat.\n\nLike clockwork, the second he pressed his finger into the boy, he let out a moan, loosening his throat just enough to force his cock down it. The tightness was something he had never felt before. It was tighter than the other two ducks, but just as inviting. Each thrust loosened the fucktoy’s throat even more, the bulge on his neck showing it stretched further that it ever should be.\n\nWith how good he was feeling, it was only a matter of time before Jormungandr busted. He relentlessly plowed into the cub’s throat, even while Louie was tapping out, slapping his hand on the serpent’s side. The tightness was too nice to give up, and he had to finish. The water seemed to get warmer around the snake as he took a deep breath, forcing his entire length down the poor cub’s throat, shooting rope after rope of cum into his belly.\n\nJormungandr waited there for a moment, making sure the boy wouldn’t lose a single drop as he forcefully pulled out, throwing him and his bulging belly over his shoulder along with his brother.\n\nHe threw the two cubs right beside their triplet and opened up a locker. Out of it, spilled carrots, apples, and other sorts of veggies. Making quick work of each duck, he shoved a carrot in each of their loosened and battered rumps, and stuck an apple in their mouths, shutting each of them, especially Louie, up.\nHe then grabbed the last cub, Webby and pushed her to the ground, putting her struggling body next to each of her friend’s prone ones. “A girl huh?” he said, ripping off her wrestling attire and seeing all she had to offer. “Well, lets see how it feels with this hole.”\n\nLearning his lesson from Louie and Dewey, Jormungandr grabbed Webby’s beak and slammed it shut as he entered her, thrusting and moaning, muffling her yells and pleas as all of it filled him with pleasure.\n\nJormungandr saw the outline of his cock pressed up against the girl’s belly button, only being forced in deeper with each thrust. He wanted to go slow with her, but couldn’t stop himself as he grabbed her by the hips and started pulling her down, trying to hilt her as fast as he could. Slowly, he kept slipping in, more and more of his throbbing member being enveloped by the tight girl’s pussy by the second. Please... take it all… he thought, thrusting as hard as he could.\n\nWebby’s eyes glossed over, her body overtaken by pleasure quicker than any duck before her on the floor. When this happened, she only got wetter and easier to fuck, milking the snake even more and letting his pre already start to bulge her little stomach out. He knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer.\n\nThe serpent shook, barely being able to move as his breath shortened and each passing moment felt like it was dilated far beyond whatever time it was. He could only squirm as his body betrayed him and his cock pulsed once more. Jormungandr lifted the girl in his grasp and enveloped her on every side, thrusting and hilting in the woman. He let out another feral moan as he came inside the girl, her body swelling up just like the others before her.\n\n“You’re a- you’re a monster!” Scrooge said, fully awake and struggling against his restraints.\n\nJormungandr just sighed as he pulled out of the girl, stuffing her just like he did the others with carrots and apples. “A monster? No, not at all.” he said, looking at the old man in the eyes, “I would’ve accepted any fate you had for me. It would be only fair right? Plus, we haven’t even gotten to my favorite part. But I guess I can give you, and me a taste of that.”\n\nScrooge was unaware of what the snake meant by that, until he saw him lick his lips and pick up a prone, stuffed Dewey. Jormungandr lifted the young duck up into the air and opened wide, slowly letting the cub descend into his mouth.\n\nAs soon as the boy hit his tongue he moaned, the sweat, the fear, and everything inside the boy making his taste exquisite. Luckily for Jormungandr too, the boy was so small, he could even fit his entire body in his mouth, only letting the cub’s feet flail around the outside as he was passed to either side of the snake’s mouth.\n\nQuickly flipping the duck around, Dewey looked around the locker room once his head was freed. He didn’t get long on the outside though, as Jormungandr swallowed and sent his entire lower half down. He barely got time to yell for help before the voracious snake swallowed again, making sure all Dewey was, was now a lump traveling down his throat.\n\n“I like to celebrate after my first meal Scrooge.” Jormungandr said, grabbing the rest of the cubs and walking up to the stunned duck. “I’m sure you’ll be more than willing to help me out.”\n\nScrooge was bound by his arms and legs, only now noticing his wrestling gear was stripped off and he was unwittingly presenting himself to the enormous serpent. The duck noticed Jormungandr throw the rest of the cub’s to his side, freeing his scaly arms so he could line up his large, powerful body with his own. He didn’t let a peep come out of his mouth as Jormungandr entered him, fucking him just like all of his nephews and Webby before him.\n\n“Feel that Miser?” Jormungandr asked, taking his slightly expanded belly and putting it on the old duck’s back. “This is how a real champion feels and how a real champion eats.”\n\nScrooge shuddered under the new small, wriggling weight against his back. He wouldn’t give in though, he didn’t want to let the snake have the satisfaction of seeing him break. It hurt though, mentally and physically. While the voracious snake was thrusting into him, all he could think about was him doing it to the younger, and much tighter nephews he was supposed to take care of. He even felt each punch and struggle Dewey gave as the acids attacked him from inside. He knew he had failed, and this time nothing would get them out of it.\n\nJormungandr reached around and grabbed the next closest cub to him, lifting him in front of the old duck’s face. It was Huey, who was still out of it. “Here ya go Scrooge, another one down the hatch.” he said, pulling the plump, stuffed cub near him and taking in a quick whiff of his aroma. He moaned with ecstasy, “Nice and full, just how I like my meals.”\n\nSlowly, and in rhythm with each thrust, he lowered the duck onto his tongue, licking the dazed and confused boy all over before dropping him into his mouth, letting his meal sink head first down into his throat, and slowly into his stomach, joining his brother in the acidic pit.\n\nScrooge would be lying if he wasn’t at least enjoying the sexual part of this. Even in this situation his body was betraying him and his cock was throbbing in the air, pre dripping down onto the concrete floor below. He only hoped that the snake wouldn’t notice, giving him another thing to taunt about. He would never admit it though, especially the dark thoughts about how good it felt for his own nephews to be squirming in a predator's stomach, suspended on his back.\n\nFor the time being, Jormungandr didn’t notice the old duck’s shame throbbing beneath him. He was too focused on the pleasure he was getting from both ends of his body. He was already close, but he wanted all the cub’s gone before his main course was ready.\n\nGreedily, he took both Webby and Louie, balling their soft, limp forms up before shoving them into his mouth. He tasted them all over, his cheeks bulging and his tongue wrapping around their bodies like a maniac. Once he got enough flavor from the ducks, he swallowed, the pair making a large bulge in his throat that slowly descended with each gulp.\nOnce Jormungandr’s mouth was empty, he was free to pick up his thrusting into the old duck underneath him. He heard the old man’s whimpers and moans, but was too focused on his bulging gut and the hole in front of him.\n\nInside, Jormungandr felt the four individual struggles of the ducks press up against his stomach, trying to find any way to get out of the hopeless situation. He was close, dangerously close to finishing, and Scrooge’s loose hole was ready to take everything.\n\nHe tried to hold on as long as possible, but suddenly, he felt one of the ducks stop fighting and fall over, splashing into his stomach acids. Just as he felt that duck give up, he busted, cumming shot after shot into the old man’s stomach and making his stomach swell and bulge out just like the rest of the meals he had.\n\nScrooge was close too, but he couldn’t cum. Not now, not in this situation. He was too afraid for his, Webby’s, and all his nephew’s lives, something Jormungandr obviously didn’t care about.\n\nThe old duck felt the snake pull out of his rear, and a cold, pointed object replace the member. “I would gag you with an apple, Miser.” Jormungandr taunted, walking up to face the duck, “But, I want to give you one last chance to say something else. I love it when my opponent just won’t quit.”\n\nScrooge still wasn’t going to give the enormous snake the satisfaction, even when his large jaws descended around him and engulfed his head. The old duck felt the chains against his wrists and legs get snapped off as more and more of his body was swallowed down. He even felt his cock pulse harder than ever, What could possibly be so pleasurable about this? He thought, his mind twisted and warped with pleasure in this inescapable situation.\n\nFinally, after swallowing most of the old duck’s body down, Jormungandr noticed something interesting staring him in the face. Muffled, but still audible, the serpent said what could only be described as, “What have we here?” putting a hand against the duck’s throbbing cock and slowly stroking it. “I guess you liked this after all, huh Scrooge?” he grumbled.\n\nFor minutes now, Scrooge was ready to bust, and Jormungandr’s help was all he needed. Shooting right into the air, Scrooge's body contorted and he tried to moan as he came, deep within the confines of the predator’s throat. Once Jormungandr felt the duck’s member go limp in his hand, he swallowed one last time, letting the old man join the rest of his family.\n\nScrooge’s head slipped down into the predator’s stomach, his pleasured and blissful face quickly turning grim when he realized where he was. Dewey was already gone, his bleached beak was the only solid remnant of the duck that was in pieces around the rest of his family. The other three were well on their way to join him, the struggling and talking of the cubs inside slowly fading away. Huey, using what could only be the last of his strength, helped Scrooge get out of his restraints, taking the veggies out of his uncle and letting him help in the struggle. “Don’t worry about having to stay too long!” A voice boomed from outside, “As you can already tell, my stomach will make quick work of you!”\n\nThe cubs tried to think a way out of this, they always had a plan. But, everything seemed so helpless now, all of them uncomfortably squeezed and dying slowly together. Scrooge tried to rally one last time, getting the troops together and finding one more way out. But, just as he was trying to get everyone on board, Huey fainted and fell completely into the snake’s acids, a deafening gurgle piercing the ears of the three remaining ducks.\n\nScrooge himself felt himself get weaker as the ordeal continued, but he was entirely hopeless in this moment.\n\nJormungandr was now sitting down, rubbing and patting his extremely bloated belly, feeling all the lumps and bulges the duck’s were making inside of him. He was spent after fucking and abusing the five ducks, his need to rut satisfied for the moment, or else he would be stroking off now. He kept thinking about what he needed to do later, winning the right to rule the world from this match. It would take a lot, almost too much effort to truly conquer the planet, he thought, rubbing his belly all over once more. Still, he enjoyed every moment of this, feeling the cub’s drop one by one while his biggest bulge was freaking out.\n\nScrooge was trying his best to escape the hellish prison he was in, but Jormungandr was not making it easy. Each time he rubbed his gut, Scrooge had to move, duck, and do anything to get out of the hand’s way. Webby and Louie fell victim to the serpent, their small heads being hit by the snake’s rubbing and sending them face-first into the pooling acids below them. Neither had the strength to get back up, and soon were just hunks of meat floating, leaving only the eldest duck in the serpent’s stomach.\n\n“Are you still fighting in there?” Jormungandr said, patting his shrinking stomach and laughing, “I think you’re the last one in there right?” The serpent asked, feeling his intestines work harder than ever to process this enormous meal.\n\nThe duck wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of answering. He knew he was as good as food, just like the rest of his family, but he would try to hold out as long as he could.\n\n“Not going to speak huh?” the serpent asked, shaking his distorted belly back and forth. “Don’t be a sore loser Scrooge, we both know how much you enjoyed what I did and being the only one left, you can admit it to me, no consequences at all.”\n\nScrooge still wasn’t talking, the prideful duck denying the snake whatever he could in his final moments.. He held onto anything solid around him, trying to keep himself from slipping when the predator shook his belly and slammed acids against his entire body. Although soon enough, he was too weak to even do that. His fur started going off in patches, and he quickly was losing the ability to even hold himself up.\n\nAll it took was one last hit from Jormungandr to make Scrooge lose his footing, sending the duck into the pool of acid head-first. The old duck was too weak to even push himself up, and the last sign of life from him soon followed, as his last breaths left his lungs and bubbled to the surface. Quickly Jormungandr’s acids went to work on the hunk of duck that was old Scrooge.\n\nJormungandr felt the old man finally fizzle out and patted his gut one last time. He felt a pocket of air start to run up his throat and an “URrrrrUP!” rumbled through the locker room as he let out a powerful belch. “Well, that was amazing…” he said, lying down and crossing his arms behind his head, “I think I’ll sleep for a bit, work this magnificent meal off.” He laid there for a moment before dozing off, a small bit of regret forming that he didn’t at least save one of them for later.\n\nAs he started his nap, his body didn’t rest in the slightest. As loud as the gurgles the duck made when alive, the snake’s intestines were much louder as they broke the food down. Dewey, Huey, Louie, Webby, and Scrooge’s bodies were moved, their bodies broken down and all the nutrients inside stripped from them.\n\nThe serpent grew stronger and bulkier during his nap, stealing all that the duck’s had to offer to add to his own perfection. But, soon the digested ducks hit a roadblock, and the serpent’s body was more than happy to tell him, an intensifying rumble coming from within each moment the waste was still in his body.\n\nGradually, Jormungandr woke up, about an hour after he had dozed off. He had a shooting pain in his swelled up, bloated abdomen, and heard it make a loud groaning sound. “Oooh fuck…” he said to himself, trying to stand up and move. “I should not have waited this long.”\n\nThe snake made his way to a curtain at the end of the locker room. He knew he had to get rid of the food quickly, or he’d waste a perfect opportunity. He pushed his way through and saw five pedestals for each of his opponents, all of them named. Which one did I eat first? The snake thought to himself, trying to remember through the almost paralysing abdominal cramps he was experiencing.\n\nHe looked back and forth until he saw Dewey’s name; It had to have been you… he thought moving towards the stone slab and bending down.\n\nJormungandr squatted and put his hands in front of his body, a look of exertion on his face not even the fans saw during his match plastered across his sweat-covered face. The disposal was always the hardest part for the snake, even if his prey was so small. Slowly as he pushed, what looked like a pair of feet popped out of the serpent’s rear. As more and more was pushed out, it looked like a waste recreation of the duck was being formed, looking exactly like he did as he was being swallowed up, terrified expression and all.\n\nAs soon as he felt his hole close up and a mass slam against the floor, Jormungandr stood up and turned around, looking at his amazing creation. The cub was amazingly lifelike, down to the smallest detail, only the veggies and other ingredients were not where they originally were, instead only a few were scattered at the Dewey statue’s feet. They must have worked together, the snake thought, a bit disappointed that the full meal wasn’t there.\n\nHe wasn’t able to dwell on it for too long though, as his stomach started rumbling once again. This time he doubled over in pain, “Sh-shit!” he said out loud, “Who, who was next?” Once again he scanned the statues, seeing Huey’s name and a lightbulb flashing in his head.\n\nRacing over, he squatted and readied himself once again, his gut groaning and churning and his intestines pleading to have the pressure on them be released. This time, it was easier to push, the small duck falling and landing head-first onto the slab. A small amount of pressure was still inside the snake, and with another push, a few carrots and apples came out with the duck, hitting him and rolling around.\n\nJormungandr barely had time to flip the waste statue on its feet before another wave hit. He raced over to the last triplet’s slab and felt his hole already push itself open. Unlike the last two times though, he never felt it open this wide. He felt like he was being split in two, and a searing pain grew against his backside. “F-f-fuckkkk….” he groaned, the weight and width of whatever was coming out almost too much for the voracious snake. He couldn’t quit though, he had to get the waste out of his body, even if it hurt as badly as it did now.\n\nAppearing from his stretched hole, was the body mass of not only Louie, but Webby as well trying to escape his body. If they couldn’t win in life, the least they could do would be causing the beast that ate them a little bit of trouble on the way out.\n\nThe snake did not understand what was going on underneath him, all he knew is that he had to get whatever it was out. He pushed harder than he ever had before, feeling his hole stretched to its limit. He let out another grunt, lifting his body up and squatting down hard, trying to get gravity to work on his side.\n\nIt seemed to work, if only slightly. Each excruciating squat and push only got a small bit of the ducks out, the rest being firmly lodged in. After a minute or so of the pain, Jormungandr got an idea. He reached under and grabbed a foot, pulling as he went down on another push. This time, the floodgates opened and both statues along with a medley of veggies came out of the tired snake. Jormungandr looked back and sighed, seeing what took him so long to get his most recent dump out.\n\nHe went over and grabbed Webby’s statue, moving her to her proper place, just getting there before his stomach let him know he had another deposit to make. “Always a fighter, eh money bags?” he went, heading over to Scrooge’s pedestal, knowing he only had one duck left inside of him.\n\nHaving to shit two cubs out at once made this a walk in the park. Jormungandr took a step-ladder with him, knowing he couldn’t just stand and drop Scrooge off like he did with the defenseless cubs before. He had to savor this.\n\nHe felt the old duck come out head first, his mortified expression along with his battered body sliding out consistently and firmly. It only took a few moments for Scrooge to slide out, his digested, waste form hitting the floor with a satisfying “SLAP!” When Jormungandr closed off his hole for the last time this meal.\n\nWhile he was fixing up the waste statues, an idea popped into his head. He didn’t have to take over the world if he had all the food and all the fun right here in front of him. The mythological serpent had already taken the duck’s entire life force, how hard would it be to create them once more?\n\nJormungandr didn’t have to wait for an answer to his question, as he felt a magic tune up inside his body and his thumb and middle finger unconsciously be pressed together. He pushed his way out of the curtain room and back into the main locker room. The snake wasn’t able to control his hand as it was lifted into the air, a deafening “Snap!” coming from his fingers.\n\nThe magic leapt from his body and appeared in front of him, taking 5 familiar shapes and reforming the duck’s just as they were before. They were still beaten, battered, and bruised, looking like they just had lost to Jormungandr like they did hours before.\n\nAs they came too, Jormungandr spoke up, wanting to comfort the ducks this time. “Welcome back!” he said in a proud, booming voice. “I know you may be confused about what's happening right now, but I have made an executive decision to spare earth in exchange for a small price.”\n\nScrooge was first to respond to the statement, “But… we lost?” he said, confused and worried as to why his opponent was smiling ear to ear. “Wha- what would that price be? I can most definitely pay it.”\n\nJormungandr waved a hand at the old duck, “Oh don’t you worry, this has nothing to do with money.” He said, heading over to the curtain and grabbing a rope. “You’ll know what I mean once I reveal what's behind this to you. You and all those cubs at your feet will be mine for a long, long time, and I’m sure we will have so much fun together.”\n\nThe voracious serpent was excited to pull the curtain up and reveal the fates they would have. Almost as excited as the unique ways he could prepare the delectable duck meals he was about to have forever.\n\nHe looked at the nervous group in front of him, and decided he would make them sweat just a little while longer. Besides, what's a few minutes in the whole scheme of eternity? Jormungandr thought, licking his lips. And, I have to make sure Scrooge tells me how much he loves this.\n\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"“1....”

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“3! Ring the bell!”

The final three count rang in Scrooge’s head like a bomb. He could barely remember what had happened. It was not only him in the ring with that serpent, but Huey, Dewey, Louie, and even Webby. It was a five on one match, but still one by one they all fell to the superior wrestler.

Dewey got knocked out by a clothesline to the throat, Huey by the serpent’s long and powerful tail. Louie and Webby were suplexed together and thrown to the side. Scrooge could remember all this, but the memory of his own defeat was hazy at best. He didn’t have time to think though as a booming voice rang out. “Well, well, well…” a powerful voice boomed, “Looks like you’re finally awake, and I can finally get on with step two of my plan.”

“Wha- what’s going on?” Scrooge said, his vision still blurred and his head still throbbing in pain. He felt a scaly hand touch his chin and lift his head up in the air, forcing him to face whoever was in the room with him. And even in his less than ideal state, he could make out who it was, Jormungandr, and his smile made the old duck realize all he had just lost.

The five of them competed in a match, something with huge implications, but he couldn’t quite remember what they were. However, looking at the position he was in, he knew he was the loser, even he couldn’t remember how he lost.

The serpent looked at Scrooge in the eye, “Wow, I really knocked a few lights off in there.” he said, lightly batting at the duck’s head. “Well, I got to say, you put up as much of a fight as I thought you would. Wasn’t a squash match, so I’d say you were pretty honorable in defeat.”

Scrooge shook his head, getting some of his vision back. To clear his throat he spit on the floor, right at Jormungandr’s feet. “So, we lost.” The duck said, defeated and humiliated, “Wh... what's going to happen to us?”

“Always looking ahead, aren’t you Scrooge?” Jormungandr asked, a disappointed look on his face, “That may be why you lost after all. You couldn’t focus on the crowd, on the people cheering for a good fight. You were too stuck in the future to save the now.” Scrooge was silent at the accusation, knowing the snake was right. “Well, if you really want a reminder of what you agreed to in the match, I’d be more than happy to give it to you.” Jormungandr continued, his frown turning into a great, cocky smile. “You lost everything in that match. Winner takes all means that the winner takes all he wants, and I’m looking forward to having my way with each and every one of you.”

As he said this, he flicked a light switch and revealed the rest of his partners in the match, all tied up and in various stages of waking up. “They all put up a good fight.” He said, licking his lips, “But, now you’re all my property to do what I want with. Well, all of the earth is now, since you agreed to it.”

A weak, disheveled voice was heard from behind Jormungandr, “You’ll… never get… away with this…” the boyish sounding voice said, as close to a yell as it could be. “You’ll eventually find your match… then it’ll be all over.”

Jormungandr’s eyes thinned at the accusation, “Well… that may be the case one day…” he said, turning over and looking at the tied up cubs. “But that doesn’t matter, I won tonight, so tonight I get to have my fun. But, to make it easier on you four, would you tell me who said those harsh words?”

Giving an answer, Dewey spit at the snake, looking him dead in the eye with a hateful glare. “You probably couldn’t even beat us again.” He challenged, struggling against his restraints and looking for a way out. “That’s why you have us tied up, huh? So we can’t fight you and beat you?”

Jormungandr let a chuckle slip out,  “Not at all.” he said, reaching for the ropes that held young Dewey to the wall, “I just like taking my time with the losers of my bouts. And, now having 5 delectable ducks to play with… I’ll need a lot of time.” The muscular snake popped the latch restraining the boy and caught him with his arms. “I think I’ll take you first.” Jormungandr said, looking at the young, beaten up duck in his grasp, “Let’s show the rest of your family how I like to prepare my meals.”

“Prepare? Meals?” yelled Scrooge from the other side of the room. “Wha- what kind of monster are you?”

“An honorable one, if I do say so myself.” Jormungandr replied, kicking off his wrestling boots and heading to a bench, Dewey in hand. “I give my losers a pleasurable time before heading down into my stomach, and you five will be no exception.” Scrooge looked on in horror as the snake kept undressing, putting the young duck on the wooden bench right next to him. He took off his knee and elbow pads, finally grabbing his trunks and sliding them off, revealing a slit and his member’s tip poking out of it.

Jormungandr grabbed the young Dewey and lifted him in the air, placing the boy’s underside against his nose and taking a whiff. The snake looked like he almost melted under the boy’s scent, “You already smell good enough to eat!” He complimented the duck, pulling him closer and putting a fang in the young boy’s ring gear, ripping out the bottom and leaving the boy’s most private areas out in the open. “But… I always have fun first.”

The snake’s cock was hardening again, inch by inch slithering out of the man’s body. It was long, thick, and dripping with pre. It had been 10 years since his last bout, and he wanted this badly. Quickly after flooding his senses with the boy’s smell, he lowered and pressed him right up against his growing member.

Dewey didn’t see what was about to happen to him, all he felt was a cool breeze near his junk and tight, virgin hole. He was barely old enough to know what sex was, and in his dazed state, he wasn’t too able to learn. But Jormungandr was about to introduce him to a whole new world. However, as soon as he felt Jormungandr’s pulsing member touch his backside, he snapped back to reality. “Umm, what are you planning to do with that?” he asked, already feeling the snake push against and push apart his backside. The feeling was unlike any he had ever had before. It hurt him, a lot, but it also felt pleasurable, even if it was only in the back of his mind.

Jormungandr would not waste his time on answering the boy, he had waited too long and couldn’t wait another moment. He had Dewey in both of his hands, back to the ground and forced to look at the large, imposing snake above him. Jormungandr could look at all the cute expressions the young duck cub made as he pushed forward, slowly sinking deeper and deeper into his rump.

“St- stop! Please…” Dewey pleaded, the pain of being skewered almost making him pass out. His vision was strained, but as he looked to either side of him all he saw was his family look on in horror, not able to do anything to stop the snake from penetrating and raping him. He looked down and saw another terrifying sight, his waist and stomach bulged as the large member kept sinking into him.

As much as he wanted to keep going and go against the bratty duck’s wishes, after being pent up for so long, and having a hole this tight, he was already coming close to finishing. It didn’t help that Dewey’s insides were clenched and his warm body pulsed over the snake’s thick cock every time his little heart beat. He had to thrust; he wanted everyone in the room to know who the winner was.

He grabbed the boy’s beak and slammed it shut, using his other hand to make the boy his own personal fleshlight. Dewey’s muffled cries for help were drowned out by the monstrous moans emanating from the beast. It didn’t take long for the duck so go limp, the mixed pain and pleasure too much for the boy to handle.

For the first time in a long time, he felt his body start to heat up as much as it could, and waves of euphoria pulsed through the serpent. He thrust one last time into the limp boy, hilting his entire member deep and cumming into Dewey, making his belly bulge out and look like it was about to pop.

Only taking a moment of rest, Jormungandr threw Dewey’s aching body to the floor, ready for his next round. The serpent grabbed Huey and Louie, freeing them from their restraints and throwing the pair over his shoulders. “Let's hit the showers young ones, get clean while we get a little dirty.” he said, walking away with his erection already back at full and throbbing.

Scrooge looked on in horror as the rest of the triplets left his vision, and the sound of water started to pour from the showers. All Dewey could let out was a half-satisfied moan, not able to comprehend what had just happened to him.

Before the water was even warm, Jormungandr had already thrown Louie in the corner and started thrusting into his twin brother, sinking his entire pre-lubed pulsing member in the tight duck’s ass while propping his sextoy on the shower wall. Louie looked on in terror watching his brother, knowing he would be next if he wasn’t able to escape.

Huey let his mind race as he was being taken advantage of by the gigantic snake, letting him ignore only a slight amount of the pain racking his virgin body. It was all becoming too much for him to even think. He wasn’t strong enough to fight off the man, none of them were, even together. The now lukewarm water that ran down his body didn’t help either, getting in his eyes and mouth and making him lose his train of thought.

Jormungandr didn’t mind any of this. For the most part, the terrified duck’s body had gone still, letting him fuck Huey as deep and as hard as he wanted. The water easily slid off and around his body, leaving him clean but not the slightest bit damp.

He had an arm around the young cub’s arms and one around his waist. The snake pressed him against the wall each time he thrusted, keeping Huey in place while he lifted his own body up to thrust into the duck. “Goddamn…” he went, a low primal growl in his voice as he was having fun with his prize. Jormungandr was feeling the same sensation he felt with Dewey, but didn’t want to finish just yet.

Louie, who was cowering in the corner, couldn’t look away. His mind raced with imaginary conversations with the snake to get out of this horrible fate. He knew he had to catch him at the right time though, but he felt it soon slipping away. He saw Jormungandr close his eyes and grit his teeth, slowing down, but more forcefully thrusting into his brother.

Still, being so young, he had no idea what that meant for Jormungandr. All he did know was that he needed to talk. “M-Mr. Jormungandr?” he said, his high-pitched voice snapping the snake’s concentration.

Before he could finish talking, Jormungandr let out a guttural moan, pushing into Huey one last time and breathing out. Louie noticed his brother’s belly swell and fill, just like Dewey’s did before. “Coul- could we talk this out?” Louie asked, his voice cracking and squeaking as his body shook. “We re- ally don’t have to do this right? I mean, my uncle can pay you whatever you want.” Getting on his knees, Louie clasped his hands together, looking directly at the serpent.

Jormungandr let out a sigh as he finished cumming into the second triplet, releasing his grip on the duck and letting him fall to the tile floor. As the euphoria waned from the snake, he got frustrated. “You really think we can talk this out huh?” Jormungandr said, turning to face Louie, “I wanted to last as long as I could in your brother there.” he continued, pointing to the exhausted cub, sitting down on the tile floor, water splashing in his face. “But you trying to ‘talk’ yourself out of this only made me finish quicker. So, seeing you’re in the right position already, let's put that mouth to good use.”

Louie had no time to move as Jormungandr met him kneeling on the floor, pressing their bodies up close and taking in his scent. “I bet you use your mouth to get you out of a lot of situations don’t you?” he asked, putting a hand on the cub’s head and moving it down to meet the snake’s slit. “Why don’t you try to do something a bit different? I’m sure you’re a good cocksucker.”

The young cub didn’t know what that word mean’t, but he knew what Jormungandr wanted, and knew he better do what he said, or else.

Louie, with a guiding hand from Jormungandr, put his beak up to the snake’s slit, its cock already back in and hiding. Hoping he was doing this right, he took his tongue and pressed it right against the serpent’s entrance, trying to entice the cock to come out. Sure enough, only after a few licks and a few moans from above, it made its way out. “Fuck… you’re a natural.” Jormungandr commented, “Now put it in your mouth, and stay quiet.”

The duck did as he was told, trying to fit the ever increasing member into his small mouth. He felt the snake’s warmth swirl around him, and his scent start to intoxicate him. In the back of his mind, he even liked it, even if he would never admit it. With the mythological serpent’s help, he started moving his head back and forth, lubing up the member and running his tongue up and down the thick shaft.

Although Jormungandr loved the boy’s slow, methodical pace. He wanted it rougher, and luckily for him, he was in full control. He pushed the boy’s head forward and deeper onto his cock, reaching his other hand over to his pure virgin rump. He ran a single finger around Louie’s hole as he prepared himself to thrust deep into the boy’s throat.

Like clockwork, the second he pressed his finger into the boy, he let out a moan, loosening his throat just enough to force his cock down it. The tightness was something he had never felt before. It was tighter than the other two ducks, but just as inviting. Each thrust loosened the fucktoy’s throat even more, the bulge on his neck showing it stretched further that it ever should be.

With how good he was feeling, it was only a matter of time before Jormungandr busted. He relentlessly plowed into the cub’s throat, even while Louie was tapping out, slapping his hand on the serpent’s side. The tightness was too nice to give up, and he had to finish. The water seemed to get warmer around the snake as he took a deep breath, forcing his entire length down the poor cub’s throat, shooting rope after rope of cum into his belly.

Jormungandr waited there for a moment, making sure the boy wouldn’t lose a single drop as he forcefully pulled out, throwing him and his bulging belly over his shoulder along with his brother.

He threw the two cubs right beside their triplet and opened up a locker. Out of it, spilled carrots, apples, and other sorts of veggies. Making quick work of each duck, he shoved a carrot in each of their loosened and battered rumps, and stuck an apple in their mouths, shutting each of them, especially Louie, up.
He then grabbed the last cub, Webby and pushed her to the ground, putting her struggling body next to each of her friend’s prone ones. “A girl huh?” he said, ripping off her wrestling attire and seeing all she had to offer. “Well, lets see how it feels with this hole.”

Learning his lesson from Louie and Dewey, Jormungandr grabbed Webby’s beak and slammed it shut as he entered her, thrusting and moaning, muffling her yells and pleas as all of it filled him with pleasure.

Jormungandr saw the outline of his cock pressed up against the girl’s belly button, only being forced in deeper with each thrust. He wanted to go slow with her, but couldn’t stop himself as he grabbed her by the hips and started pulling her down, trying to hilt her as fast as he could. Slowly, he kept slipping in, more and more of his throbbing member being enveloped by the tight girl’s pussy by the second. Please... take it all… he thought, thrusting as hard as he could.

Webby’s eyes glossed over, her body overtaken by pleasure quicker than any duck before her on the floor. When this happened, she only got wetter and easier to fuck, milking the snake even more and letting his pre already start to bulge her little stomach out. He knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer.

The serpent shook, barely being able to move as his breath shortened and each passing moment felt like it was dilated far beyond whatever time it was. He could only squirm as his body betrayed him and his cock pulsed once more. Jormungandr lifted the girl in his grasp and enveloped her on every side, thrusting and hilting in the woman. He let out another feral moan as he came inside the girl, her body swelling up just like the others before her.

“You’re a- you’re a monster!” Scrooge said, fully awake and struggling against his restraints.

Jormungandr just sighed as he pulled out of the girl, stuffing her just like he did the others with carrots and apples. “A monster? No, not at all.” he said, looking at the old man in the eyes, “I would’ve accepted any fate you had for me. It would be only fair right? Plus, we haven’t even gotten to my favorite part. But I guess I can give you, and me a taste of that.”

Scrooge was unaware of what the snake meant by that, until he saw him lick his lips and pick up a prone, stuffed Dewey. Jormungandr lifted the young duck up into the air and opened wide, slowly letting the cub descend into his mouth.

As soon as the boy hit his tongue he moaned, the sweat, the fear, and everything inside the boy making his taste exquisite. Luckily for Jormungandr too, the boy was so small, he could even fit his entire body in his mouth, only letting the cub’s feet flail around the outside as he was passed to either side of the snake’s mouth.

Quickly flipping the duck around, Dewey looked around the locker room once his head was freed. He didn’t get long on the outside though, as Jormungandr swallowed and sent his entire lower half down. He barely got time to yell for help before the voracious snake swallowed again, making sure all Dewey was, was now a lump traveling down his throat.

“I like to celebrate after my first meal Scrooge.” Jormungandr said, grabbing the rest of the cubs and walking up to the stunned duck. “I’m sure you’ll be more than willing to help me out.”

Scrooge was bound by his arms and legs, only now noticing his wrestling gear was stripped off and he was unwittingly presenting himself to the enormous serpent. The duck noticed Jormungandr throw the rest of the cub’s to his side, freeing his scaly arms so he could line up his large, powerful body with his own. He didn’t let a peep come out of his mouth as Jormungandr entered him, fucking him just like all of his nephews and Webby before him.

“Feel that Miser?” Jormungandr asked, taking his slightly expanded belly and putting it on the old duck’s back. “This is how a real champion feels and how a real champion eats.”

Scrooge shuddered under the new small, wriggling weight against his back. He wouldn’t give in though, he didn’t want to let the snake have the satisfaction of seeing him break. It hurt though, mentally and physically. While the voracious snake was thrusting into him, all he could think about was him doing it to the younger, and much tighter nephews he was supposed to take care of. He even felt each punch and struggle Dewey gave as the acids attacked him from inside. He knew he had failed, and this time nothing would get them out of it.

Jormungandr reached around and grabbed the next closest cub to him, lifting him in front of the old duck’s face. It was Huey, who was still out of it. “Here ya go Scrooge, another one down the hatch.” he said, pulling the plump, stuffed cub near him and taking in a quick whiff of his aroma. He moaned with ecstasy, “Nice and full, just how I like my meals.”

Slowly, and in rhythm with each thrust, he lowered the duck onto his tongue, licking the dazed and confused boy all over before dropping him into his mouth, letting his meal sink head first down into his throat, and slowly into his stomach, joining his brother in the acidic pit.

Scrooge would be lying if he wasn’t at least enjoying the sexual part of this. Even in this situation his body was betraying him and his cock was throbbing in the air, pre dripping down onto the concrete floor below. He only hoped that the snake wouldn’t notice, giving him another thing to taunt about. He would never admit it though, especially the dark thoughts about how good it felt for his own nephews to be squirming in a predator's stomach, suspended on his back.

For the time being, Jormungandr didn’t notice the old duck’s shame throbbing beneath him. He was too focused on the pleasure he was getting from both ends of his body. He was already close, but he wanted all the cub’s gone before his main course was ready.

Greedily, he took both Webby and Louie, balling their soft, limp forms up before shoving them into his mouth. He tasted them all over, his cheeks bulging and his tongue wrapping around their bodies like a maniac. Once he got enough flavor from the ducks, he swallowed, the pair making a large bulge in his throat that slowly descended with each gulp.
Once Jormungandr’s mouth was empty, he was free to pick up his thrusting into the old duck underneath him. He heard the old man’s whimpers and moans, but was too focused on his bulging gut and the hole in front of him.

Inside, Jormungandr felt the four individual struggles of the ducks press up against his stomach, trying to find any way to get out of the hopeless situation. He was close, dangerously close to finishing, and Scrooge’s loose hole was ready to take everything.

He tried to hold on as long as possible, but suddenly, he felt one of the ducks stop fighting and fall over, splashing into his stomach acids. Just as he felt that duck give up, he busted, cumming shot after shot into the old man’s stomach and making his stomach swell and bulge out just like the rest of the meals he had.

Scrooge was close too, but he couldn’t cum. Not now, not in this situation. He was too afraid for his, Webby’s, and all his nephew’s lives, something Jormungandr obviously didn’t care about.

The old duck felt the snake pull out of his rear, and a cold, pointed object replace the member. “I would gag you with an apple, Miser.” Jormungandr taunted, walking up to face the duck, “But, I want to give you one last chance to say something else. I love it when my opponent just won’t quit.”

Scrooge still wasn’t going to give the enormous snake the satisfaction, even when his large jaws descended around him and engulfed his head. The old duck felt the chains against his wrists and legs get snapped off as more and more of his body was swallowed down. He even felt his cock pulse harder than ever, What could possibly be so pleasurable about this? He thought, his mind twisted and warped with pleasure in this inescapable situation.

Finally, after swallowing most of the old duck’s body down, Jormungandr noticed something interesting staring him in the face. Muffled, but still audible, the serpent said what could only be described as, “What have we here?” putting a hand against the duck’s throbbing cock and slowly stroking it. “I guess you liked this after all, huh Scrooge?” he grumbled.

For minutes now, Scrooge was ready to bust, and Jormungandr’s help was all he needed. Shooting right into the air, Scrooge's body contorted and he tried to moan as he came, deep within the confines of the predator’s throat. Once Jormungandr felt the duck’s member go limp in his hand, he swallowed one last time, letting the old man join the rest of his family.

Scrooge’s head slipped down into the predator’s stomach, his pleasured and blissful face quickly turning grim when he realized where he was. Dewey was already gone, his bleached beak was the only solid remnant of the duck that was in pieces around the rest of his family. The other three were well on their way to join him, the struggling and talking of the cubs inside slowly fading away. Huey, using what could only be the last of his strength, helped Scrooge get out of his restraints, taking the veggies out of his uncle and letting him help in the struggle. “Don’t worry about having to stay too long!” A voice boomed from outside, “As you can already tell, my stomach will make quick work of you!”

The cubs tried to think a way out of this, they always had a plan. But, everything seemed so helpless now, all of them uncomfortably squeezed and dying slowly together. Scrooge tried to rally one last time, getting the troops together and finding one more way out. But, just as he was trying to get everyone on board, Huey fainted and fell completely into the snake’s acids, a deafening gurgle piercing the ears of the three remaining ducks.

Scrooge himself felt himself get weaker as the ordeal continued, but he was entirely hopeless in this moment.

Jormungandr was now sitting down, rubbing and patting his extremely bloated belly, feeling all the lumps and bulges the duck’s were making inside of him. He was spent after fucking and abusing the five ducks, his need to rut satisfied for the moment, or else he would be stroking off now. He kept thinking about what he needed to do later, winning the right to rule the world from this match. It would take a lot, almost too much effort to truly conquer the planet, he thought, rubbing his belly all over once more. Still, he enjoyed every moment of this, feeling the cub’s drop one by one while his biggest bulge was freaking out.

Scrooge was trying his best to escape the hellish prison he was in, but Jormungandr was not making it easy. Each time he rubbed his gut, Scrooge had to move, duck, and do anything to get out of the hand’s way. Webby and Louie fell victim to the serpent, their small heads being hit by the snake’s rubbing and sending them face-first into the pooling acids below them. Neither had the strength to get back up, and soon were just hunks of meat floating, leaving only the eldest duck in the serpent’s stomach.

“Are you still fighting in there?” Jormungandr said, patting his shrinking stomach and laughing, “I think you’re the last one in there right?” The serpent asked, feeling his intestines work harder than ever to process this enormous meal.

The duck wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of answering. He knew he was as good as food, just like the rest of his family, but he would try to hold out as long as he could.

“Not going to speak huh?” the serpent asked, shaking his distorted belly back and forth. “Don’t be a sore loser Scrooge, we both know how much you enjoyed what I did and being the only one left, you can admit it to me, no consequences at all.”

Scrooge still wasn’t talking, the prideful duck denying the snake whatever he could in his final moments.. He held onto anything solid around him, trying to keep himself from slipping when the predator shook his belly and slammed acids against his entire body. Although soon enough, he was too weak to even do that. His fur started going off in patches, and he quickly was losing the ability to even hold himself up.

All it took was one last hit from Jormungandr to make Scrooge lose his footing, sending the duck into the pool of acid head-first. The old duck was too weak to even push himself up, and the last sign of life from him soon followed, as his last breaths left his lungs and bubbled to the surface. Quickly Jormungandr’s acids went to work on the hunk of duck that was old Scrooge.

Jormungandr felt the old man finally fizzle out and patted his gut one last time. He felt a pocket of air start to run up his throat and an “URrrrrUP!” rumbled through the locker room as he let out a powerful belch. “Well, that was amazing…” he said, lying down and crossing his arms behind his head, “I think I’ll sleep for a bit, work this magnificent meal off.” He laid there for a moment before dozing off, a small bit of regret forming that he didn’t at least save one of them for later.

As he started his nap, his body didn’t rest in the slightest. As loud as the gurgles the duck made when alive, the snake’s intestines were much louder as they broke the food down. Dewey, Huey, Louie, Webby, and Scrooge’s bodies were moved, their bodies broken down and all the nutrients inside stripped from them.

The serpent grew stronger and bulkier during his nap, stealing all that the duck’s had to offer to add to his own perfection. But, soon the digested ducks hit a roadblock, and the serpent’s body was more than happy to tell him, an intensifying rumble coming from within each moment the waste was still in his body.

Gradually, Jormungandr woke up, about an hour after he had dozed off. He had a shooting pain in his swelled up, bloated abdomen, and heard it make a loud groaning sound. “Oooh fuck…” he said to himself, trying to stand up and move. “I should not have waited this long.”

The snake made his way to a curtain at the end of the locker room. He knew he had to get rid of the food quickly, or he’d waste a perfect opportunity. He pushed his way through and saw five pedestals for each of his opponents, all of them named. Which one did I eat first? The snake thought to himself, trying to remember through the almost paralysing abdominal cramps he was experiencing.

He looked back and forth until he saw Dewey’s name; It had to have been you… he thought moving towards the stone slab and bending down.

Jormungandr squatted and put his hands in front of his body, a look of exertion on his face not even the fans saw during his match plastered across his sweat-covered face. The disposal was always the hardest part for the snake, even if his prey was so small. Slowly as he pushed, what looked like a pair of feet popped out of the serpent’s rear. As more and more was pushed out, it looked like a waste recreation of the duck was being formed, looking exactly like he did as he was being swallowed up, terrified expression and all.

As soon as he felt his hole close up and a mass slam against the floor, Jormungandr stood up and turned around, looking at his amazing creation. The cub was amazingly lifelike, down to the smallest detail, only the veggies and other ingredients were not where they originally were, instead only a few were scattered at the Dewey statue’s feet. They must have worked together, the snake thought, a bit disappointed that the full meal wasn’t there.

He wasn’t able to dwell on it for too long though, as his stomach started rumbling once again. This time he doubled over in pain, “Sh-shit!” he said out loud, “Who, who was next?” Once again he scanned the statues, seeing Huey’s name and a lightbulb flashing in his head.

Racing over, he squatted and readied himself once again, his gut groaning and churning and his intestines pleading to have the pressure on them be released. This time, it was easier to push, the small duck falling and landing head-first onto the slab. A small amount of pressure was still inside the snake, and with another push, a few carrots and apples came out with the duck, hitting him and rolling around.

Jormungandr barely had time to flip the waste statue on its feet before another wave hit. He raced over to the last triplet’s slab and felt his hole already push itself open. Unlike the last two times though, he never felt it open this wide. He felt like he was being split in two, and a searing pain grew against his backside. “F-f-fuckkkk….” he groaned, the weight and width of whatever was coming out almost too much for the voracious snake. He couldn’t quit though, he had to get the waste out of his body, even if it hurt as badly as it did now.

Appearing from his stretched hole, was the body mass of not only Louie, but Webby as well trying to escape his body. If they couldn’t win in life, the least they could do would be causing the beast that ate them a little bit of trouble on the way out.

The snake did not understand what was going on underneath him, all he knew is that he had to get whatever it was out. He pushed harder than he ever had before, feeling his hole stretched to its limit. He let out another grunt, lifting his body up and squatting down hard, trying to get gravity to work on his side.

It seemed to work, if only slightly. Each excruciating squat and push only got a small bit of the ducks out, the rest being firmly lodged in. After a minute or so of the pain, Jormungandr got an idea. He reached under and grabbed a foot, pulling as he went down on another push. This time, the floodgates opened and both statues along with a medley of veggies came out of the tired snake. Jormungandr looked back and sighed, seeing what took him so long to get his most recent dump out.

He went over and grabbed Webby’s statue, moving her to her proper place, just getting there before his stomach let him know he had another deposit to make. “Always a fighter, eh money bags?” he went, heading over to Scrooge’s pedestal, knowing he only had one duck left inside of him.

Having to shit two cubs out at once made this a walk in the park. Jormungandr took a step-ladder with him, knowing he couldn’t just stand and drop Scrooge off like he did with the defenseless cubs before. He had to savor this.

He felt the old duck come out head first, his mortified expression along with his battered body sliding out consistently and firmly. It only took a few moments for Scrooge to slide out, his digested, waste form hitting the floor with a satisfying “SLAP!” When Jormungandr closed off his hole for the last time this meal.

While he was fixing up the waste statues, an idea popped into his head. He didn’t have to take over the world if he had all the food and all the fun right here in front of him. The mythological serpent had already taken the duck’s entire life force, how hard would it be to create them once more?

Jormungandr didn’t have to wait for an answer to his question, as he felt a magic tune up inside his body and his thumb and middle finger unconsciously be pressed together. He pushed his way out of the curtain room and back into the main locker room. The snake wasn’t able to control his hand as it was lifted into the air, a deafening “Snap!” coming from his fingers.

The magic leapt from his body and appeared in front of him, taking 5 familiar shapes and reforming the duck’s just as they were before. They were still beaten, battered, and bruised, looking like they just had lost to Jormungandr like they did hours before.

As they came too, Jormungandr spoke up, wanting to comfort the ducks this time. “Welcome back!” he said in a proud, booming voice. “I know you may be confused about what's happening right now, but I have made an executive decision to spare earth in exchange for a small price.”

Scrooge was first to respond to the statement, “But… we lost?” he said, confused and worried as to why his opponent was smiling ear to ear. “Wha- what would that price be? I can most definitely pay it.”

Jormungandr waved a hand at the old duck, “Oh don’t you worry, this has nothing to do with money.” He said, heading over to the curtain and grabbing a rope. “You’ll know what I mean once I reveal what's behind this to you. You and all those cubs at your feet will be mine for a long, long time, and I’m sure we will have so much fun together.”

The voracious serpent was excited to pull the curtain up and reveal the fates they would have. Almost as excited as the unique ways he could prepare the delectable duck meals he was about to have forever.

He looked at the nervous group in front of him, and decided he would make them sweat just a little while longer. Besides, what's a few minutes in the whole scheme of eternity? Jormungandr thought, licking his lips. And, I have to make sure Scrooge tells me how much he loves this.


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