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A huge alligator plushie lays on her back with her best friend on her belly. The unique alligator lived near the village her whole life, even raised by a family of humanoid dolls, now her (sort of) brother being with her at this very moment in the shalow field, giving her small belly rubs.

At some point during her growth, she started having the urge to swallow the little dolls. Not the type to kill them, but to have comfort and protection. She confuses herself with this part of her and hasn't said anything. The small rubs on her abdomen increases the instinct, and she finally has the courage to tell him this secret.

"Hey, um.." He tilts his head to her, gaining his attention. "So I had this weird instinct thing for a while and I feel like I can tell you it now. Promise not to freak out?" She asks. "Yeah," He replys, "I don't see the problem with telling me. You're an alligator and you'd come with the urges of one." She sits upright with him in her hands. "Okay, umm.... Is it okay if I.. eat you?"

The doll looks at her with a slightly afraid expression. "No no no- not like that! I just want to keep you close, safe." His face softens, and considers this for a few seconds. Normal alligator mothers carry their babies in their mouth, so this shouldn't be that different, right?

"Y-yes. As long as you let me out unharmed." He answers hesitantly. The giant smiles softly and slowly opens her maw, revealing the triangular cartoony teeth and the flat magenta pink tounge. She carefully puts him inside and closes her mouth.

He can't see too much but allows this, patting the plush tounge under him to keep going. He feels being angled upward and reaches her throat, the muscles pulling him deeper into her. The alligator girl feels her brother dropping into her stomach, creating a small but noticeable lump. She feels full, but doesn't plan to get rid of it the usual way.