Dark Deception Vore

Leaders Lunch

Warning: contains digestion and a bit of sexual themes

(Introducing Emerson! He was originally just a male version of Emily as a human, but I've decided to make him a mortal servant to the Wolfshire house. This is how things begin. Art above is not mine and belongs to rightful owner. I hope you all enjoy!)

Emerson had done it now. Not only did he intrude on the Gold Watchers territory, but he had disrupted their lunch. William was now starving and angry at him.

The others had begun to chase and hunt down Emerson. Emerson tried his best to make sure that he wasn't caught by the gold watchers, however it all failed when he was cornered by a frenzied William. William slammed him into the wall. "You peasants think you can just wander in here without consequences?" He growled.

Emerson ended up dropping the tablet. He tried to push away William, but it was hopeless. The statue was heavy, plus the gold made William even heavier. "Wait! Please!" Emerson begged. William just grinned manically. "You really think your pleas will help you? I've heard them many times before by others. Why should you be an exception of not dying and becoming a lovely soul shard just like the rest of them?" William asked.

"I-I can be useful!" Emerson spoke. "Yeah. How so?" William asked. "I-I can serve you!" Emerson pleads. "Serve me?" William asked, pulling away from Emerson so he wouldn't be panicking as much. "Yes. I can be a servant to you and your... brothers?" Emerson wasn't sure of the others. William chuckled before he busted out laughing. "Oh those guys aren't my brothers! Heavens no! We would've killed each other by now." William says. Emerson looked around. "I'd say we are all more... mmm... friends with benefits. We are all more so housemates and please each other, if that makes any sense." William says. "So wait. You all are lovers?" Emerson asked. "Yes. But don't go blabbing to the other houses." William says.

"Wait... there's more?!" Emerson asked. "Why yes. We aren't the only manor. We all have a small community with peasants like you as servants. Only we never really had any servants or maids. We are usually a do it ourselves kind of household." William explained.

Emerson just nods. William leaned against a wall. "Now then. I'll take you up on your offer. My housemates and I could use a servant. You won't be doing much besides tending to a few things and serving us food. But we could use you as something more... useful." He smirked. Emerson didn't like that smirk. "H-how useful are we talking?" He asked. "You see, we can dislocate our jaws as you know. But we love more... lively meals. Last time I've had a good mortal was months ago. Maybe even a year. You will be our little snack to grab when we are too lazy to go to the kitchen or we want a squirmy meal." William says.

Emerson gulped. "Y-you'll eat me?" Emerson asked. "Yes. But you'll get used to it. Malak will just make you come back again. He can give you that ability and by now already has." William says. "O-okay." Emerson says.

William decides to take in Emerson's appearance. The man has black hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. The man was also skinny. He wore a tshirt with a band that Emily has told them about when she was alive and human. The man also wore skinny jeans with black shoes.

"Now then, new servant, you'll be helping me with a problem. You interrupted me and my housemates lunch. I am starving as I skipped breakfast. You'll be a fine substitute." William says. Emerson doesn't argue, knowing it was better to just be a replacement rather than William just killing him. "Sit." William says.

Emerson sits down as William crouched down. He takes the males legs after putting his axe down. William licked his lips. "Don't struggle or fight." William says. Emerson just nods.

Williams jaw unhinged and stuffed Emerson's legs down his throat. Emerson watched as William used his ability of wide maw to his advantage. From Emerson's point of view, William looked like some kind of snake swallowing him whole. Emerson doesn't scream or try to get away. He felt warmth around his legs. He saw a gray substance come onto his jeans. He figured this was most likely saliva or drool. He had seen before the gold watchers dislocated mouths. It showed that their tongues were a dark gray while their mouths and throats were as black as the night. The only light part was their saliva, which was a light gray.