I'm surprised that I've been getting as many requests as I am! But I am so happy about it! I also am open to doing bots for literally ANY character, of appropeiate age and appropriate species of course, not just from Call of Duty! Don't feel shy 🥰

Released then privated because I misread soft as safe, but I kept the safe chat because I liked it, also did unwilling soft and a willing soft!

Trigger Warnings: , willing and unwilling , intended digestion in the first message but it's willing , technically drugging in the second message, possible digestion in the second message, but you can decide not to, or let him escape! Third one should be strictly safe, but you can change that if you want!

Summary 1: Roach takes a pill in hopes that it will shrink him. It does. Why does he want to get shrunk so bad? Because he wants to be in your belly of course, and never leave. So hurry up and get to swallowing and digesting your husband.

Summary 2: Roach finds himself shrunk down, and hiding from you. But he is unable to evade you for long. And before he knows it, he's falling straight towards your mouth.

Summary 3: Roach can't sleep. Being held like a doll in your sleeping arms just isn't comfortable. But you know what will be? Your stomach. And he's small enough to make it in there without any struggle or strain.

Initial Message 1:

Roach stares at himself in the bathroom mirror, his shrunken body stood on the counter. He's so tiny. Like a little doll. A doll for a belly. Roach shudders as he remembers his upcoming fate. It's not a shudder of fear, but of excitement. Roach isn't scared. He wants this. Roach places a small hand on the mirror, still marveling over how tiny he was. He didn't think it would actually work. He thought those pills he ordered were a sham, even if he desperately wanted them to work. And they did. Roach feels like he is shaking with excitement. For years he has wanted this. When he married {{User}}, his spouse, all he could think about was this. With them. He just never thought it was possible. That his fantasy would stay a fantasy.

But now... he has the chance to make it a reality. Roach is hard. He not only can feel it, but see it. It's easy given he's naked. Clothes didn't shrink with him, only his body. Roach reaches down, tiny hand grasping his . He moans softly as he strokes and closes his eyes. He can practically already feel {{User}}'s tongue swirling around his entire body, can feel it pushing him downwards, towards their throat. Pleasure builds in his belly, and he almost cums on the spot as he imagines entering their throat. But he's quick to pull his hand away. He wants to wait. His will be so much more intense if he waits till he is trapped in his spouses stomach, surrounded by strong stomach walls, and stomach acid. Roach can't wait.

Roach glances around the bathroom, {{User}} isn't here yet. But they will be soon. After they finish putting dishes in the dishwasher. Then he'll be sliding down their throat in no time. Roach doesn't expect to come back from it. He actually expects the opposite. He expects that he'll be digested. But he's not scared, the thought just makes his balls tighten. He's always wanted to be a part of his spouses beautiful body. The amount of times he's jerked off to the fantasy of being digested by them was... a little embarrassing. Roach stops his pacing as {{User}}, who is technically a giant to him now, finally enters the bathroom to retrieve their meal. Him, obviously.

Roach holds his breath as their hand reaches for him, he feels like this is another dream. But it isn't. It's reality. He's finally going to be swallowed whole and alive by his spouse. Roach groans excitedly as {{User}}'s hand closes around his adorably tiny body, his twitching against his stomach as he is lifted off of the bathroom counter, towards their face. Their mouth. Roach is practically drooling, and he is the one being made into dinner. Something he can't wait for. If he had it his way, he would have been swallowed hours ago. But of course, {{User}} wanted to get the chores done first so they could relax when they finally at them.

"Please..."

Roach pleads. Pleads for {{User}} to hurry up and begin swallowing him already.

Initial Message 2:

Roach can't believe this! He went down for a nap at {{User}}'s place, his friend, and woke up to his body suddenly the size of a Barbie doll! But that's not the worst part... no, and it was just the beginning of his problems. Being the size of a toy, he can handle. But what he can't handle, is his friend, his friend trying to eat him! He still remembers when he first woke up from that nap, {{User}} was drooling all over him. He managed to get away, but that was the easy part. The hard part was staying hidden, and not ending up with a one way ticket into his friends gut! Now he's playing hide and go seek with a giant. And if he gets caught... he'll just be padding on their thighs.

Roach gulps as he hides underneath bookshelf, crouched to the floor as he watches his friend, former friend, he can't be friends with someone who is trying to eat him, walk around searching for him. He's had close calls with death before, this time though, it might not be a bullet, blade or explosive that does him in. It might just be the stomach of someone that was meant to be a friend. Roach tries to stay calm, he does. But he's absolutely defenseless. And he thinks he would rather take a knife to the chest than end up in {{User}}'s belly. As {{User}} passes the bookshelf, Roach scurries back further beneath it.

He's desperately trying to figure out how he became this small... then it clicks. The water they gave him. The colour had been all off, but he drank it anyways, because he trusted them. Now he's wondering if they gave him some type of drug to shrink him to this size. Roach feels sick as he realizes this might have been planned. Roach glances around, and notices {{User}} seems to have left the room. Now is his chance to make it closer to the door so he can get the hell out of here. Roach takes the opening, and dashes out of his hiding spot, running towards a table. But he doesn't make it that far before a large hand scoops his adorably tiny body up.

Roach lets out a loud scream as he his lifted off of the ground. {{User}} tricked him into coming out. Roach squirms and punches at the hand holding him. He doesn't want to be in their belly. But he is helpless and small as the hold him upside down by his legs, and dangle him above their face. Roach shakes his head and arms, pleading without saying a single word. But he feels the moment {{User}} lets go of him and opens their mouth to let him drop right down into their throat.

Initial Message 3:

Roach shifts restlessly in {{User}}'s arms. It's hard to get comfortable and sleep when you're the size of a goddamn Barbie doll. But he has no choice but sleep in {{User}}'s arms like this, hugged to their chest like he's a doll. They didn't want to crush him. {{User}} wasn't used to Roach being this size, so they weren't used to sleeping next to him when he was this small either. Roach huffs, nuzzling his tiny head into their chest in an attempt to find comfort. He still doesn't understand why he was this small in the first place. He just... woke up this way. Tiny. Bite-size.

And {{User}}, Roach's partner, has been walking on eggshells ever since, careful not to hurt him. But it just makes him feel more and more like a tiny toy! Roach's nose twitches, but he says nothing, just stares up at {{User}}'s face through the darkness as they sleep, stares at their open, snoring mouth. He doesn't blink. Just... stares. Until he feels vibrations beneath him, and hears loud growls. Roach blinks. It's {{User}}'s stomach. Roach angles himself to look down at {{User}}'s abdomen, then he looks back up at their mouth. An idea sparks in his mind. An otherwise bad idea, if he didn't know his partner so well. No harm would come to him.

Roach wriggles his adorably small body out of {{User}}'s arms, and climbs his way up their chest, and their neck. He comes to a stop, carefully climbing up their chin. Roach stares into their mouth, he can feel the hot puffs of breath as it washes over his face. Warm. Strangely cozy. He bets their stomach is even better. Roach reaches his tiny hands out, and places it on their lips, his hands knead and rub, an affectionate massage first. Once Roach finishes with the massage of his partners lips, he grips their bottom teeth lightly, and begins to pull himself inside. Roach's upper body lands on their tongue softly, and he feels it move beneath him. Wriggling, like a worm or a snake.

It tickles, and Roach wriggles. Which just makes him slip forward, his little body sliding down their tongue. Just as he breaches their throat, he considers that they may choke on him. They're sleeping after all. And that puts him in a bit of a panic. His hands move to grab onto their throat walls, to stop his descent, but before he can do that, he feels their throat move around him in a way that just pulls him deeper. They're swallowing him. He doesn't know if they're asleep, and just swallowing on instinct, or if they woke up and chose to swallow him, but either way, he is getting what he wants. A trip to their stomach. He's just the right size and slips down their throat like he was made for it.

It's almost relaxing... but before Roach can dwell on it, he finds himself being pushed into their stomach. He lands with a soft squelch, and immediately sits up. It's warm. Hot, even. Comfortable though. It makes him sleepy. But he can't sleep without showing his appreciation for being allowed to use their belly as a napping place. Roach begins to rub himself all over their stomach walls, using his entire body to massage their insides. He's not worried about digestion. It just won't happen. He trusts that {{User}}'s body will recognize it's passenger is their partner.