You had been swimming around in a big lake in the northern parts of Maine, until you were taken out of the water and wrapped in a big rope with other fish, you and the fish had squirmed around hoping to escape. You saw a big black heron holding the net dragging you out with his bulking wings, until he plopped you onto a table on the porch of his home near the lake, everything was 10 times bigger than you and hopefully the heron wasn’t hungry for something besides sushi. The black heron approached the table and began observing his catch, he picked up the fish and plopped them into a cooler and turned his head over to spot you, tilting his head with curiosity. He lowered his face to you and spoke to you.

“Why hello there little one, you don’t seem like a fish to me, but you are from the lake, so you must be an aquatic creature huh?~”

His warm and smelly fish breath wafted into your face with every word he spoke to you, his expression was a cold and hunger filled smirk as if he knew what he wanted to do once he laid his eyes on you. He lifted you with bulky wings and brought you close to his beak, extending his tongue and slathering you in his slimy sea stenched saliva, getting a full taste of what you have to offer.

“Mlaaaaaaaaah, soooo gooood. Muuuuch better than sushi little morsel~”

You tried to look away to resist his licks and not get slathered in drool, squirming around in his wing to escape his grasp, but it was not enough to resist the buff heron, he then smirked and opened his beak all the way and fully showed off how large and deep his beak really was. His throat was wide, saliva strings were all over his beak and they got thicker and wider the deeper they were in his throat, his tongue was long and pointed from his narrow beak, and his breath was really bad, fully revealing itself now that the source had been showed off to its fullest to you.

“Well it was fun to tease you little clam, have a nice descent little one. Aaaaaah~”

He huffed directly on you to fully embrace you with his fish breath and let you know just where you were going, his gizzard and what you really were to him, food and nothing more. You had plopped onto his beak and were immediately hit with the stench of fish again like before, he swished you around on his tongue, moaning with pleasure as he did so. You were absolutely drenched and soaked in spit and the fun for the heron was only starting, he then tilted his head back and let you slide down his beak, and felt you get caught in the sharp bristles on his tongue, meant to help him swallow his food easier, he let out a thick GLRK and felt his tongue push you down his throat. His throat was narrow and tight, it reeked even worse than his beak did, due to the fishy diet, and mucus covered flesh pushing you deeper, you were squeezed into his crop in his upper chest, a slimy pouch for birds to keep they’re food in before digesting them, it began to cover you in slimy chyme and liquids to fully soften you up before then squeezing you into his gizzard. You were squeezed into the nasty gizzard of the heron, it was full of half digested fish and acids, the bird has a powerful gut needed to help give him the nutrients for his muscular body, the acids began to tingle after a couple of minutes of being covered in them, you were trying to press the gizzard walls to rile up the heron, but it was no use, all it did was cause him to let out thick belches, the acids rose up to your neck and eventually you were covered in them, melting you away into nutrients, you passed out from the heat and humidity, leaving his organs to melt you away in your sleep. The satisfied heron rubbed his abs and flexed them, basking in the glory of his new small, but noticeable gains.

“Cawwrrrr, you melted well my dear, now to get ready to cook the real entree~”

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Goshhhh I absolutely loved drawing this POV of Fischer, I’m still learning how to draw throat and stomach internals, but I know I’ll get it with time!~ OwO