Two yoshies tiredly trudged through tumultuous terrain. The female duo had been traveling ever since the ambush at the beach, only stopping to rest a little while. The yoshi bearing bright sky blue scales led the way, being somewhat more-familiar with the territory they were traveling through. For the longest time the lands were lush, green, vast and open, filled to the brim with all the fruit that the two could swallow down. Only the tail-end of this land separated the two from their goal to reach home, regroup, and start a search party for the other scattered yoshies. The yoshi following Blue, being light purple, followed in her wake carefully. Things had calmed down after the initial shock of seeing so many potential predators lined up to feast on the yoshies, but the lack of chase had softened those fears somewhat.

It was in the early afternoon, and the two yoshies, fat from the previous night’s feast and from snagging any fruits they could find along the way, half-walked, half-waddled their way into the murky climate of a vast lake. Spotting some more thick fruits dangling, the two agreed to stop and sit a spell before really having to get their boots wet. The two ate in relative calm, though they made sure to steal glances towards the still lake waters every bite or so: They were well-aware of what lake they were at, and why this part of the island was barren of any other yoshies. The ever-ravenous Big Blurp dwelled within those waters, and any yoshi careless enough to stand too close to its shores or even wade in, found themselves eaten alive, becoming nothing but lunch for the hungry fish. Both Blue and Purple knew, however, that they were completely safe provided they sat far-enough away from it all.

After a third course of tasty fruits, with bellies and more swollen and gurgling, the two yoshies rocked themselves to their feet and stretched. Full stomachs sagged to the ground and tickled grass, with plumper tails swaying slightly from the calming meals they had finished up. They spent a moment figuring out the best course around the lake, then set off, side by side with each yoshi watching their respective ends of the water. As long as they didn’t get too close through the winding land bridge that cut across the lake as a whole, they’d be fine and home before the next day began. 

The one worry the two yoshies shared, outside of their cautionary journey, was the fate of their other six friends. Echoes of the cries of one of them lingered in their minds from the night before, and the two couldn’t help but assume the worst. They hadn’t run into any of the others either, only hoping that whatever paths they took had led them home safely. The best the two chubby yoshies could do, meanwhile, was to simply get home themselves. 

That was precisely what Prince Froggy was going to prevent.

The large frog was safely perched at the side of the lake. He was near the water, but the fortunate amphibian was graced with a flavor only a yoshi could enjoy: The Big Blurp, too simple-minded to be bargained with, was all set to eat the intruding prince a few nights back. But when he showed himself, the hunger-minded fish was broken of its instincts. Prince Froggy was then able to promise a feast of yoshies instead, delicacies to the large fish due to their caution making them a rare treat. Big Blurp was on board from that moment onward. When night came to pass and the fish ended up going home with an empty belly, however, he had half a mind to devour the frog out of spite. But with a whip of a magic wand, the desire for revenge somehow left Blurp’s simple mind. And with the scent of fat yoshies in the air, the prince could be swimming side by side with the large fish, and be perfectly safe. The only task he had to accomplish now was to get the blue and purple yoshies to abandon their caution and wind up in reach of the voracious Blurp.

The prince worked his magic across the land as well, with Big Blurp none the wiser. All the big fish cared about was being able to get so close to the fat wandering yoshies, apparently-undetected: Prince Froggy had reshaped the flowing waters such that the marshy lands the yoshies traversed were now intermingled with swimmable water. With luck, one would step right into Big Blurp’s awaiting jaws! He sat to enjoy his machinations unfold, while Blue and Purple both continued what they thought would be a simple trip around the lake. Neither seemed terribly-worried, boots occasionally having to be pulled out of the mud with a squelch: As long as they could keep a safe distance from the lake, no harm would come to them.

This left them quite shocked when a big pair of eyes emerged from the “ground” not three feet in front of them, moments later. Big Blurp had successfully rounded on the two fat yoshies, and was slowly rising from the depths. Its body was coated in marshy grass, sticking to its dorsal fin and top, giving it a distinct swamp creature-like aesthetic. The two yoshies gasped when they realized it was, in fact, a Big Blurp! The large fish was notorious for devouring yoshies, whole and alive, which is why the tribes were trained from a very young age to exercise extreme caution and understand the flows of the deeper waters around the island. The large orange lips became visible, and they parted the instant that the fish was mostly floating atop the surface, white underbelly even visible to a degree below all the dangling grass. The yawning jaws exuded a distinct fish breath, none too pleasing for the yoshies’ sensitive snouts to pick up on. A deep red-ridged maw, oozing in fish slobber with a wide tongue to match, was made privy to the chubby travelers that moment. Big Blurp’s yellow tailfin swayed behind as it swept forward to try and snag one of the off-guard yoshies! The sky blue one was missed narrowly, saved by the other with a pull of the tail. The fish mouth clamped over empty air with Blue yanked back on her butt. The two yoshies let out a collective cry as they scrambled backwards to escape the hungry Blurp!

The yoshies sprinted for their lives, bellies full of fruit soft and swaying and tails upright for peak balance as they ran. They made it for several moments before suddenly plunging into icy-cold water! Where grassy marshland once stood was now merely disguised as such, a deep, wide swamp lying in wait in its stead. The fat dinos plopped noisily inward, submerged a moment and scrambling for the surface. Big Blurp, having thought prey lost, sank back below the depths, leaving its grassy attire floating behind in the water, and began to swim rapidly. It didn’t understand how a new path had just opened up before it, but the plump meat falling in was akin to blood in the water for shark. A definite motivator for the big hungry fish.

Blue and Purple desperately swam for shore, dog-paddling with their wide white stomachs swaying beneath the surface uncontrollably. Blue made it first, crawling out of the water and falling forward to lay on her belly and catch her breath. Purple managed to reach the shore second, met with a sea of white as the sky blue yoshi rump was in the way. She made a desperate noise and grabbed to one of Blue’s legs. Blue heard her friend and crawled forward, using her leg to help her friend out. The two were soaking wet, dripping, and laying and panting across the wet marsh, apparently safe on the other side.

Eyes emerged to see two presenting yoshies, ripe for the feasting. The yoshies snapped out of their recovering pants when they heard the smck-smck of a tongue meeting fish lips. They looked at each other and scrambled to their feet! Big Blurp’s face rose from the depths with jaws wide open, angling for some yoshi meat. Blue took a step and a boot sank into the muck. She yelped as Purple continued, making the other yoshi stop and turn, just in time to see the massive fish clamp its plump lips around the vulnerable sky blue yoshi tail. Blue hollered in terror, feeling the tongue press up against it with lips locked around her fat backside. Drool immediately caked down her body as she was dragged back towards the water. Her boot was freed with a squelch, legs forward while being ferried backwards on her butt by Big Blurp. She leaned down and clawed desperately at the ground to no avail, her thighs and back now over the water!

Purple, in desperation, shot her tongue out and managed to wrap it around Purple’s torso. The sticky lifeline wasn’t pleasant but it was better than the alternative, and the sky blue yoshi snagged it with both paws. Big Blurp growled, and used its weight to simply sink down beneath the waves. Purple strained herself, digging boots into the mud to anchor, and hauled her head and neck backwards with jaws agape. Blue looked back when her tail sank beneath the water with Blurp, seeing no more of the fish but undoubtedly still being trapped and tasted. Big Blurp sank to the bottom, not far for the big fish, and pulled hard. Purple had tears in her eyes from the strain, her tongue unraveling as the pull was just too strong. The ensuing squeal from her friend rang out about the wetlands, tongue sliding through her digits. Her cries were cut off when she disappeared underwater, tail-deep in a predator’s jaws! She looked to the hungry fish and emitted a bubbly shriek.

Purple inched backwards, away from the water, shivering, knowing that a Big Blurp’s appetite was never truly sated. She jumped when a roaring splash announced the emergence of the giant fish once again, a drizzled, whimpering sky blue yoshi sticking halfway out its mouth. Blue’s legs and arms were thrust forward, the yoshi’s chubby soft gut compacted between the lips. Big Blurp’s eyes were half-lidded as it dragged its wide tongue across the trapped yoshi’s rump again and again, and Purple could see viscous slime oozing out around her trapped friend. The light purple yoshi was rooted in place in fear, knowing there was nothing she could do for her friend at that moment. Blue looked to her and cried for help, desperate for rescue. Those calls intensified when Big Blurp tilted its head upward slightly, and gave its prey a swift toss. The yoshi being eaten let out a strangled cry as her body was ushered backwards before the squishy lips clamped down around legs, arms, and head, the rest of her body strewn about the fat fish tongue. Her cries were now labored but nevertheless laced with desperation, staring at the petrified purple yoshi for aid. Purple just stared, frozen, like watching a train wreck she couldn’t look away despite her disgust at seeing one of her own kind being devoured before her eyes.

The sky blue yoshi’s plump body was squeezed tightly in Big Blurp’s mouth, to the point where she could hardly breathe. Her eyes were wide as dinner plates when the jaws yawned open once more, this time with a thick tongue tip blocking her view of the other yoshi or anything else. Her thick legs and head sank inward, Purple seeing desperate yoshi paws scrabbling through the air. CHOMPF! Nothing remained of the blue yoshi, save for a single flexing paw, flailing like mad and coated in slimy fish slobber. Purple, terrified, heard the large fish murmur in pleasure, sloshing the fat yoshi about in its mouth. Blue was getting woozier by the moment, until the squeezing, squishing and more got to her, and she fell unconscious from the general lack of being able to take a decent breath.

Purple saw the sky blue yoshi paw go limp, and the large fish smiled. It opened its jaws much wider than before, feeling its prey having no fight left. Purple saw the light Blue yoshi, eyes swirling, fat form splayed on the delighted tongue. Big Blurp gave another small toss, and that exposed paw limply flew inward. Purple whimpered when the jaws slowly sealed shut, Big Blurp eating the other fat yoshi, whole and alive.

GLOURMPH!

Purple wailed, seeing the fat yoshi bulge squelch down the fish and out of sight underwater. The plump sky blue yoshi sank down until she was sagging out Big Blurp’s white underside, the scales visibly straining from how full it made the fish. No wonder yoshies were so scrumptious to them! Big Blurp smacked its lips once and fluttered its tailfin in delight, giving the terrified Purple a long, hard stare. Purple had no idea what to do, and breathed only when Big Blurp turned around and started angling downward. She saw its tailfin swaying merrily as its white belly was exposed, betraying a quietly-groaning bulge that she knew contained a fellow yoshi, who was now on the path to digestion. Big Blurp motored underwater and disappeared with a splash. The surviving yoshi stood rooted to the spot, frozen in place… then cringed when she saw a mass of bubbles float up to the surface. The result of a hearty, unheard belch from the sated fish below the waters. Only then did Purple notice her boots had become entrenched in the mud. She was a whimpering mess and had to work to heft her feet out, but she managed, shaking excess muck off of them. Once free, she too turned tail and fled away from the scene of the sky blue yoshi’s demise.

She made it several paces before stopping herself. The yoshi knew these lands had been mutated, with flowing water absolutely not being where it should. Terrified as she was, she had to take her time and make sure not to take a fatal plunge into the depths. Staying out was the only way she would survive the day. As such, she tread forward carefully, and tried not to think about the horrible place Blue had ended up in. Purple gulped nervously, before slowly traipsing forward. Warped land or no, she had to escape. Big Blurp could resurge at any point and snatch her off the ground, no matter how full the yoshi thought it was. Filled to the brim thanks to a fat, devoured yoshi.

Purple froze to shiver on the spot before forcing herself to go forward. Getting eaten would not save Blue no more than herself. The nervous yoshi continued for the better part of an hour unmolested. Her boots were practically caked in muck, with more splattered up against her wide, white underbelly and tail. Mud dripped lazily off the yoshi who ignored her own state, still on high alert despite how much time had passed. Little did she know that the prince was still keeping his big eyes on her, out of sight, scent and mind, weaving his captured wand through the air and pathing a hungry fish lazily along. Prince Froggy made no effort to twist the fish’s mind. He enjoyed seeing the yoshies he held in such contempt be frightened for their lives. As such, he didn’t try and push the big, belly-full-of-yoshi fish along any faster than it deigned. Big Blurp was motioning along through the crafting-as-it-swam river, not making so much as a ripple on the surface, still on the purple yoshi’s tail. Its stomach burbled and churned softly beneath it, muted entirely by the depths of the water, vague exhausted yoshi whines also escaping it. The gurgles were mixed with growls, though, Blurp never satisfied with just one taste of plump yoshi, no matter how chubby its first meal had been.

Purple was growing weary. The adrenaline from the first assault had worn off and being on edge for long sapped her. She wished there was more fruit available but what few trees she came across were barren of anything edible. No critters either seemed to be around. Purple hoped that this meant she was completely alone, no longer pursued by something big and hungry, but she kept on her guard… for what little it would do for her. The yoshi knew that if she faced Big Blurp head-on, she’d be taking a one-way trip down the fishy gullet and meet the same fate as her friend. Escape and fleeing was her best – and only – option.

The yoshi froze when she heard something. Was that a splash? She hadn’t been near any water for some time, but she turned to look despite this. She let out a gasp, seeing a continuation of the swamp flowing where land stood not 30 seconds before. The tip of her tail twitched, then Purple took off in a panicked run, panting as she pushed her already-tired form forward in fear of her life. The soft, muddy terrain made it difficult, but she managed to keep balanced, tail swaying this way and that to help. She made it along a short distance before having to skid to a halt, upturned mud splattering into swampy water just in front of her! She paused to pant, bent over and paws resting on bent knees, chubby belly folded against. The purple yoshi wiped sweat from her brow as she glanced left and right. The swamp water had somehow completely surrounded the fleeing yoshi, forming a large ring around what was now a little island in the middle of the swampy terrain. Immediately the yoshi backed off from the edge, eyes peeled for any foreign movement in the water. It was too murky to see below but Purple knew that the large predatory fish couldn't move completely unseen… she hoped.

A safe distance from the water, Purple moved along the edges of the isle she found herself imprisoned on. She hoped that the recently-formed waterway had a thinner point, in which she could leap over it entirely and escape the trap. To her dismay, the yoshi discovered that it was just as wide around the entire ring. It was at least 30 feet across, sometimes wider, no matter where she looked. There was nothing on the spit of land save for some dying grass and the purple yoshi herself, and Purple knew that she couldn’t just remain on land surrounded by a deadly predator. Though it was aquatic, Purple knew full-well that a Big Blurp could leap from the water right onto land, snag its prey, then hobble its way back to its native environment, without harm. She had to escape the island, and that meant she had only one choice:

The plump yoshi had to swim across the water to get back to the mainland. She could hop and hover a good chunk of the distance, but Purple would have to dip herself into the very territory of a big fish that she’d already seen devour one of her friends earlier. The sweating yoshi gulped nervously, and quivered while approaching the swamp. Her paws were clasped together as she nervously peered over the edge, seeing nothing out of the ordinary. Purple gulped nervously, and started backpedaling, giving her a little running room. She wanted to get as much distance in the air as she could, to spend as little time as possible in the water itself. Purple took a deep breath to try and steady her nerves, then bolted for the shoreline, panting as she went. She heard the mud squelching against her boots as usual, re-treading over her previous boot-prints in the muck.

When at the edge, the yoshi leapt forward, planted her boots together, bent down, and used that momentum to spring high into the air. Her chubby body was unhindered by the mud, making a clean jump away from it, boots and underside stained and dripping. Purple looked down as time seemed to slow, the fat yoshi starting to flail her arms and legs once reaching her low, low apex.

And right then, Big Blurp exploded out of the water. Purple’s heart sank and eyes widened when she heard the telltale noise, looking behind herself and seeing the large, fattened fish, jaws agape, spearing right for her! She let out a sputtered squeal of terror as Big Blurp closed on her and sank its fishy maw down around her whole tail. She was jerked from the sky and sent reeling downward with Blurp, splashing into the swampy water and dragged down with nearly half her body embedded in the fish’s mouth! The yoshi’s cry emitted nothing but bubbles that floated to the top, Purple clawing uselessly through the waters to try and get back to the surface. Her tail jerked upward when the large fish that had her swam upward. The yoshi’s cheeks bulged and she threw her paws over her snout to try and keep her breath held, until Big Blurp’s head exploded out of the water and the yoshi could take a deep breath. The yoshi spent a moment recovering, dangling pitifully from the fattened fish’s maw, looking upside-down at the bloated underbelly of the aquatic beast. When her body swayed up against the stomach, it yielded slightly, and she felt and heard a soft gurgle within.

There was no hint, however, of a still-conscious yoshi beneath those scales.

Purple froze stiff not from that realization, but from a sudden wet sensation felt on her embedded tail. She looked up to see Big Blurp’s eyes rolled, a smirk formed, as it drew its large tongue up her squashed rear and about her tail tip. The yoshi’s legs, sticking out either side of the big fishy lips, grew slimy as drool secreted from the maw, buildup caused from her own flavor saturating Big Blurp’s taste buds. That was enough to rouse her protests again, and the purple yoshi cried out and swung feeble fists against her captor. The fish ignored her, flicking its head up and catching a bit more of the yoshi’s tail in her jaws. The yoshi yelped when her body flew up, and smacked against the top of the water belly-first. Her large round gut jostled on impact and winded Purple, to the point where she hardly noticed Big Blurp swim forward, towards the edge of the water.

Big Blurp had no more reason to rush, and even its primitive mind could enjoy the rare delicacy it had caught before mindlessly gulping it down. It felt the yoshi’s squirm in its maw, the tip of the tail pathetically flapping up and down, batting the tongue, hips squirming, voice squeaking weakly. The plump, squishy thing made louder noises when the big fish pressed the yoshi up against the shore, Blurp using its bulk to pin the dino against the ground. The purple yoshi uttered out a muffled cry of protest, snout against the ground. Big Blurp’s lips parted, letting the yoshi’s form ooze out along with pent-up fish slobber, the yoshi spilling out onto the shore with drool and water alike lapping against the limp body. The fish, belly scraping the surface below the water, leered down at the sprawled, defeated dino, and licked its lips loudly.

Purple roused from that terrifying noise and rolled onto her back to try and wrench herself free, but Big Blurp merely leaned forward to trap her tail under its girth. It cast a long shadow over the quivering yoshi, with Purple quivering as the fish blotted out the sun entirely from her point of view. The fish’s jaws opened enough for the tongue to unfurl and splat against the upturned Yoshi’s rump and underbelly, sticky hot saliva pouring over the disgusted yoshi as the slimy muscle slowly worked its way up her form. The purple yoshi cringed, seeing deep into the recesses of the exposed maw, feeling the tongue compress her fat stomach almost flat and pressing her into the ground. The tongue was wide enough to encompass the yoshi’s whole body, Purple’s arms uselessly stuck against the ground along with the rest of her. She clenched her eyes shut when the tongue walked over her face, then slathered back downward with no relief in sight. In an instant the yoshi was completely soaked in Big Blurp’s drool, the only cool water she felt tickling her tail. Over all the squelching slurps the fish took, Purple heard the hungry growls from the submerged stomach, eager to feast on her doughy exposed form.

The yoshi’s cry burbled out from under a sea of saliva and tongue, and it was music to the mischievous Prince Froggy. He twirled the magic wand casually about a flipper, seeing the big fat fish bent down over the pinned dino: The wide mass of pudge on Big Blurp’s underside told him exactly where the sky blue yoshi (or what was left of her) still resided, and the continued whines confirmed Purple’s fate. The prince chuckled at the sight of that yellowish tail fin flicking back and forth, licking away at the surviving yoshi. Big Blurp was quite pleased with its catch! And Prince Froggy was gleeful at the prospect of crossing two more of his targets off his list. He noticed Big Blurp slowly lift its head up and knew that the purple yoshi’s demise was near, so he bounced once up onto a nearby tree to get a better view, and settled in to enjoy the show.

Big Blurp’s tongue noisily slurped back in between its lips while keeping its eyes focused down on the panting fat yoshi. Her taste lingered, making Big Blurp hungrier, and it’d had enough of merely sampling the squishy plump body. Purple weakly lifted an arm to wipe away viscous slobber from her eyes and blinked them open, and to her dread the fish was still there, blotting out the sun. Big Blurp wiggled backwards until its maw was level with the water, then swam forward to take the tip of the purple limp yoshi tail into its jaws. The yoshi couldn’t see her tail, her belly too big, but she knew exactly what that looming predator was about to do! With a whining whimper she rolled in place onto her belly and tried to crawl away, only for Blurp’s murring mouth to crunch down around her tail once again. The yoshi hollered in discomfort and terror, the fish dragging its catch back into the water. Once Big Blurp backed up enough, its belly sloshed down to full girth and no longer impeded its movement. The purple yoshi felt the tug on her tail worsen with the increased speed. She desperately tried to anchor herself by clawing at the wet ground in front of her, leaving what looked like very stubby claw marks behind, since the soft round digits of yoshi paws lacked anything sharp. Her latest yelp was cut off as her body was pulled all the way into the water and then some, Purple sputtering for air and flailing all four limbs loudly.

Big Blurp halted once it was in the middle of the newly-created path of water. The yoshi vocally panted, tongue hanging out of her mouth, and pined at seeing how far away the shoreline was. She peeked over her shoulder and thrashed her tail, the muscles at the base seen twitching but not able to move, squashed under the thick, slippery fish lips. Once again the predator leered down at her, a powerful grrrrrrble making the very water shake. Purple’s eyes widened when she was jerked a little lower, knowing what was about to happen. She wailed to not be eaten, though her words were replaced with terrified squeals when she was suddenly lurched out of the water and tossed into the air! The lopsided weight of the yoshi made her spiral in jutting turns, Purple dizzy from the gyration and being flung up head over tail. The fish watched keenly, adjusting its position just under the fat meal-to-be, and angled itself upward. Purple ended up facing down upon plummeting, plump belly and butt skyward, as Big Blurp yawned its jaws wide open and lolled its tongue out to catch her. The yoshi was too dizzy to flutter or do much else than weakly flail her limbs, squealing not to be eaten, but nevertheless plopped fight onto that tongue with a slimy splat.

Rank fish breath pummeled the yoshi’s senses, her chin and chest and upper belly compressed to the wide tongue. Big Blurp wasted no time and instantly chomped down over the flabby dino, her screams renewed though muffled with her upper half buried in the slobber-coated fish maw. Big Blurp began to eat the yoshi in earnest, smacking its plump lips around the trapped, protesting yoshi’s middle. Her belly squashed out and around the slick fish lips, with chubby folds squishing outward. Purple yoshi paws were glued to the yoshi’s sides and pressed inward on the white underbelly, trapped and useless. Big Blurp gummed around its catch and kept its eyes down on what protruded still: Part of a saddle and the underbelly of the yoshi, with a thick flagging tail exposing the yoshi rear end, along with stubby legs kicking through the air for dear life. Muffled shrieks from the light purple dino continued to muffle out from within the fish, Purple’s head too close to that twitching fleshy gullet just beyond her. Every smack of the fish lips allowed light to pour in, detailing the thick, active tongue slathering around the half-devoured yoshi, making her sputter and moan in despair. The light made the dripping saliva glisten off the tongue and other pink-red insides of the hungry fish, Purple flailing her head this way and that. But as much as the lips pursed around her, they held her bulging body tightly, so all the yoshi could do was continue flailing her legs about and swishing her fat exposed tail to the world, doomed to be Big Blurp’s late lunch.

Big Blurp slowly sank as it ate the yoshi alive, to the point where kicking legs splashed in and out of the water at regular intervals. The fish slurped and suckled after languidly running its tongue around the disgusted terrified yoshi, its gulps of excess drool pounding the prey’s senses and spiking more fear through her, knowing she’d be taking a similar trip very shortly. Big Blurp slung its head back and forth, jostling the flabby yoshi backside every which way and weakening those visible struggles. The hungry fish, satisfied at the slackened movement, drew its tongue out under the plump white belly and rear, and slapped its tip up between her legs. The purple yoshi’s slow kicks and tail slaps smacked against the wet squishy tongue instead of the water, with the muscle cupping up around her protruding form and allowing Blurp to sample her underside. The fish drooled uncontrollably, Purple half-drowning in the goop, more of it running out the mouth and into the water and down the gulping gullet. The yoshi shivered at just how much the big predator was enjoying her flavor. She begged the nearly-mindless monster to spit her out, futilely, cries heard plain as the fish maw widened once more. Big Blurp kept its wide tongue pressed against the lower belly and rump, scooping more of the doomed dino inward to her dismay. The jaws loudly chmp’d shut, leaving nothing but a flicking yoshi tail exposed to the outside world. Purple tried pounding against the tongue with her now-devoured legs and unstuck paws, but the only response she got was a pleasured murmur of delight from the thing that was eating her alive.

Big Blurp grew hungrier by the second, sporting puffed-out cheeks that started to threaten the similar bulges under its scaly belly. The yoshi let out her loudest wail yet when she felt the lips purse around her tail, and schlurrrrrrp it up. The fat tail wiggled like a noodle as it vanished in a spurt of drool, lips sealing tight. Purple was tossed and squashed heavily about the maw for a few seconds, before being dizzily tossed to the back of the mouth. Her chin splatted against the base of the tongue, arms at her sides, belly propping up her butt in the air. Her knees and legs were stuck against the drool-soaked tongue, with her tail grazing the roof of the mouth. With what little light there was, the purple yoshi saw the gullet contract open, and felt a pressure build up behind her. She got out one last muffled cry not to be eaten, as Big Blurp’s eyes fluttered closed. With a big ULP, GLP the terrified yoshi’s upper body squeezed into the throat, leaving her kicking hinds and fat tail and butt pressed to the back of the tongue. And then...

GLURRRRK!

Big Blurp effortlessly swallowed the plump yoshi down, whole and alive. The squelching bulge, visible down under the lip-smacking fish’s maw, plummeted directly into its sagging underbelly in a manner of seconds. The yoshi’s cries could no longer be heard, but a muffled slorsh announced her arrival at the big fish stomach. Purple, blind in the blackness of a digestive system, took desperate panting breaths as she was squeezed from the throat into the belly proper, sliding chin-first into a pool of bubbling stomach acids. She coughed and sputtered until her head bent upward, compressed against something as soft as her. The rest of her form was tightly-pressed into the stomach, with her own belly, legs and butt pressed against the slimy walls, submerged under the burbling enzymes. Big Blurp, happy to have a strained, full belly, let out a content sigh and licked its lips once more. Beneath the waters, its very bulged-out stomach jiggled and jostled, betraying hints of a yoshi’s body through various curved outlines among the scales. It gurgled and groaned loudly, and Purple fitfully wriggled against the squelching stomach walls, viscous stomach fluids... and the long-unconscious fat body of the previously-devoured yoshi pushing against her. The horrified yell from the still-breathing yoshi didn’t break the surface of the waters, as Big Blurp happily dove back under the water, tail flicking for purpose and pleasure alike. Its belly groaned aloud beneath the waters with a chrrrrrgle… and fishy lips parted as a rumbling ooorrrruup of a belch spewed out two saddles: One was intact, the other full of acid-worn holes and barely held together. Ignoring those leftovers, Big Blurp continued, Purple’s weakening cries only audible to herself as the fish began to digest her in earnest.

Prince Froggy watched the large sated fish dive and disappear from view. It would find its way back to the main waters eventually, but wouldn’t have to do much more than sleep off its large meal for quite some time. And if the prince’s plan was successful, it would have many more meals coming its way. He witnessed a pair of saddles bob to the surface of the swampy waters, and chuckled darkly to himself. Two more of the yoshies have now been brought to justice. Prince Froggy mulled over his future plans a bit as he hopped down from the tree, understanding that holding dominion over the island once he’d sated his personal revenge required continued cooperation of those that would feast on its population. But all of that came later, he thought, focusing instead on the rest of his plan. There were still three more yoshies for the frog to enact his revenge on, including the one he loathed most of all, and would take care of personally.