Resident Evil Vore

Getting Stuffed

( Requested by LuaKitsune. Wesker vores Chris and female reader. This is safe vore. I hope you all enjoy.)

You hated that man. Albert Wesker.

You had placed your trust in his hands and he threw it away and all for what, some money.

Chris had found out after the Mansion situation in Arkley Mountains. Enrico, Forest, Rebecca, all of them died all for Wesker to get some money.

After that, Chris and you had been searching non stop for the man, until Chris had called you saying he had a led and was going after him with Jill. You didn't tag along and you were sad when Chris said Jill had sacrificed herself for him.

Now here you were, tracking him down and getting closer to defeating him. You could bring justice to everyone.

You entered a large room with Chris, guns drawn. You expected to see Excella, but she wasn't there. Instead there was Wesker, you snarled at his presence.

His back was turned to you both, until you both cringed at an audible burp that erupted from his throat.

He then turns around to see you and Chris. "You are coming with us, Wesker!" You shout at him, Chris smirking. There was two of you and only one of him.

He smiles at you and Chris. "Finally. My main course and dessert has arrived." He says. Before you both can question him, black like tendrils came from his hands and grabbed you both.

You are hoisted into the air, the tendrils wrapping around you like a python.

" Let us go Wesker!" Chris yells. You feel a tendril grasp your gun and disarm you, Chris suffered the same. You both were at the mercy of Albert Wesker.

As you both struggled, you take in his features. He looked just how Chris described him from their last encounter. But there was something different. His stomach seemed to strain against his tight clothing. It wasn't a large belly like the one Barry had, but he just looked bloated.

"Now which one first?" He asked, bring Chris close to his face. You see him smell Chris before licking his cheek. Chris was disgusted as a trial of saliva was left in his cheek. Wesker brings you close to him, smelling you. You then feels the warm, wet muscle of his tongue glide across your cheek. When this was happening, you could hear the gurgles and glorps of his stomach. He had eaten something before you both arrived.

"I think... I'll save the best for last." He says, pushing you into a wall and having the tendrils grip around you tighter. "But... I like to play with my food. Run away and hide. I'll come find you." Wesker says, dropping you both on the ground.

"10, 9, 8," He began counting down and he turned around. Chris grabs your hand and drags you away into a maze of hallways.

The counting of Wesker's voice grew fainter and fainter until you could barely hear him.

You both stopped to catch your breath, both of you pressing your backs against a wall for support.

"Did you see his stomach?" Chris asked you. "Yeah. He's bloated." You tell him. "Maybe it's because of that new virus of his." Chris says. "Yeah... Or he just had a hefty lunch or something. I did hear it making noise when he was..." You didn't go on and Chris understood. He hugged you. "It'll be okay." He tells you. You both hug for a bit, something you both haven't done in a while, it felt nice.

You both decide to keep moving and watch each other's backs. You both enter an empty room, a dead end. " Shit.What now?" You asked. There wasn't a response. "Chris?" You say, still no response.

You turn around and scream as seeing the black tendrils wrapped around Chris also covering his mouth. "I caught you~" Wesker purrs. You see the tendril leave Chris's mouth. "Run!" He screamed.