“Come on, you stupid fucking cat twink, give me some actual answers…” Phillip hadn’t expected to find himself frustratedly smacking his keyboard keys, trying to learn how to have digital sex when he sat down to use his computer. The red-tailed hawk twunk came back from his gym, sweaty and tired after a VERY intense weightlifting regimen, and tore off his sweaty T-shirt, heading straight for the kitchen. He poured a glass of milk, dumped in a scoop of his chocolate protein powder, but had a thought before he began mixing it… he overheard someone in the locker room say that adding semen to protein shakes boosted their overall protein content? It… sounded like it made sense… but he couldn’t just shoot a load into his glass without checking if it was true first. He had to at least google it… 5 minutes later, Phillip discovered that no, semen does not, in fact, improve a protein shake in any efficient way. Fuck, he almost nutted in his drink for nothing. Well, he went to all the trouble of turning on his PC, might as well search up ACTUAL methods to get more protein out of his shake before his anabolic window closed. Continued research led him onto a site called HowTo, full of uncanny illustrations and a gaudy green and white color scheme, but a very helpful source on fitness matters regardless. However, something very quickly caught the hawk’s attention… HowTo had a little virtual assistant on the right side of the screen to help any users out, and they were beautiful. A skinny white cat with white fur, accented with blue on their bangs and their paws, their eyes the most dazzling shade of green. They were dressed in yellow headphones, a yellow polo shirt black skirt, black knee-high socks and brown dress shoes, with a green HowTo lanyard hanging from their neck. Phillip couldn’t help but look at them… they were so, so pretty. He knew it was ridiculous of him to get a crush on a fictional character, not to mention a fucking AI website assistant. This was exactly the kind of shit he made fun of kids for in middle school… but he was helpless. The moment the assistant said their first words to him: “Hello, and welcome to HowTo! My name is SeaDrive, and I’ll be your personal AI assistant for this website!” He was in love. Soon, the bird had completely forgotten why he went to the site to begin with, instead rapidly typing in searches related to his very sudden hyperfixation with SeaDrive. It started pretty simple, though odd, with searches like “how to date a virtual assistant” and “how to date seadrive howto”. SeaDrive couldn’t accommodate these searches, but they were at least polite about it. “Um… I’m afraid I can’t find any results for that search… perhaps if you… uh… o-oh! Oh gosh…” the digital kitty blushed in embarrassment, clutching their clipboard tightly as they saw the words “how to have sex with seadrive howto” appear in the searchbar. Unfortunately for them, it only got worse, as Phillip steadily became more frustrated… and more lustful. “how to fuck seadrive howto” “Listen, I-I can’t-” “how not to be seen as weird for wanting to fuck an ai” “T-This really isn’t my area of-” “how to digitally fuck someone” The assistant wiped some sweat from their brow. Finally, something they actually knew how to help with! “Ok! A little more like it… Step 1: Make yourself comfortable! You can’t do an erotic roleplay in a full suit, after all! Make sure you get your pants down, or all the way off~” Phillip listened along as he pulled down his waistband, letting his thick, lengthy dick spring out, free and fully erect. “I’m not trying to just do roleplay, stupid cat…” he muttered in an irritated tone as he stood up and stepped out of his pants, leaving him in nothing but his socks and running shoes. “I want to actually fuck you. Like, FUCK you!” “Step 2: Let your penis-oh! Uhhh…” SeaDrive completely lost the buff, mostly-nude hawk as, in his desperation, he tried to hump his boner against his computer screen. It was one of the most embarrassing things he’d ever done, and if someone caught him, he’d never, EVER be able to live it down… but he was so horny for the AI assistant that he just didn’t care anymore. He moaned as he began to leak pre… then he felt a few small digits wrap around his cock and give it a small squeeze. “Huh?” Looking down, he saw… SeaDrive’s paw! And it had somehow gotten through the computer screen to jerk him off! He couldn’t help but smile… finally, they figured it out! Except… they had a bit of a cunning smirk on their face… “Listen, I’m just trying to help you out here, but you just don’t seem to want to listen! So, new lesson!~” “Wha-SQUAAAAAAWK!?!?” NOMFF!! Phillip felt himself pulled into an awkward position as he was forcefully yanked towards the screen. His legs bent into a split as his taut ass rested on the desk, his body hanging freely in the air. It took him a moment before he deduced what the suction around his meat was… the small cat was sucking his cock! He quickly got lost in the pleasure as their tight throat pulsed around it… he didn’t even notice anything was happening until he felt another tug, this one flattening his straightened legs against his torso in a V-shape to account for his head… at the expense of his joints. POP!!! “GAAAAAAHHH!!!” Phillip moaned half in pain and half in pleasure as both of his hips dislocated from the impossible angle, his dick throbbing and spurting out pre. Fuck… SeaDrive was… starting to eat his ass now… literally! He could get out of this if he could just… stay fucking focused… ULLPP!! Try as he might, he just couldn’t stay focused on trying to get away… SeaDrive was wrapping their lips around his torso, enveloping him in their soft flesh… how were they so stretchy!? Pain, panic and bliss melded together in the avian’s mind, his body sinking deeper and deeper into to computer screen, until… GLLLLKKK!!! One final swallow, and Phillip was fully tucked down the kitty assistant’s throat, his socks and shoes dropping onto his chair in the real world. As he dropped into the stomach, the feeling of the slimy muscle squeezing at his cock was too much, and he just couldn’t hold it in anymore. “Mmmfff!!!~” he squawked out into the darkness as he blew the biggest load of his life, audible plrps being heard as he painted the stomach wall white with his cumshot. “Aaaaaaa… hhhhhholy fuck, SeaDrive… you’re incredi… ble?” Only now did it dawn on the hawk exactly where he was. He was curled up, deep inside a small virtual feline’s surprisingly realistic stomach, too cramped to move. And there was no way out of here. BRRRRAAAAPPPP!!! A loud belch rumbled his surroundings, followed by a forceful pat on the head, making him yelp. “Here’s information on: How to deal with rude and annoying people! URRPP!! Mmm… Step 1: Ignore them. Usually, they won't be able to find new ways to hate you if you don't give it to them.” Phillip felt the cat rest their hands on top of their gut, and he heard a low gurgling from somewhere within his prison. “Gggaahh, let me out!” he angrily yelled, trying his best to wriggle, hoping to upset the AI’s stomach and get himself puked out. After a few minutes however, he realized it wasn’t working out… and he was detecting the stench of fried chicken coming from somewhere in here. Looking down, he realized it was him… he was melting! He began to screech like the hawk he was, squirms increasing in ferocity and power as he fought for his life, being met with only purrs. “Step 2: Don’t insult them back! It just makes you look like the greater evil.” Phillip felt SeaDrive stroke their soft, loving yet heartlessly cruel paws across his face. “Say… Phillip, was it? Is anyone gonna come for you, or have you driven them all away with your squawking and screeching?~” Not knowing what else to do, the hawk screeched again and tried to kick, proving the cat’s point. “Hmm… typical birdbrain.” “Mmmfff…. Hmmgggfff… hlllfff!!!” “Step 3: Tell someone you can trust. If you can’t count on yourself, get someone or something you know to handle them for you!” The hawk huffed… he was getting so soft, it was hard to move… there was a deafening GRRRRRGGGLLLL, and he felt the meat on his muscular legs slough off and add to the soup he was sinking in… he screeched again, hoping that someone, ANYONE would save him before any more of his gorgeous, well-trained body was digested! “Thankfully, I’ve got my stomach to handle all of this tasty buff poultry for me!” SeaDrive chipped in, putting a hand on Phillip’s bulging arm and squeezing it tightly, making him scream as it CRRCKED under the pressure. “Which brings me to Step 4: Fight back! Taking matters into your own hands…” GRRRRWWLLL “Haaah… is the perfect… GGRRRGGGLLLRRGLLLL “MMMFFFFGGGG!!!!” “Way to get someone…” “MMMMM!!!!” GGRRRRRRGGGLLL KRACK!!! “NNGGG!!!” “Out of… hoo… your…” CRUNCH!!! UUURRRRGGGLLL “Fuuuuuur~” Phillip felt the kitty purr around him as their stomach became fully hostile to his existence, mashing him into a meaty paste. His body burned, ached and stung, pain tearing through every fiber of his being, his last little screech cut off by his beaktip breaking off! The last thing he ever heard before his skull was crushed to powder and his mind disintegrated into 1s and 0s to fuel SeaDrive’s digital body was the sound of their teasing voice. “Hope this helps!~” ** ** ** “Hey Phillip! You home?” Mac let himself into his friend’s condo, finding the front door to be seemingly unlocked. “Phillip, you haven’t been responding to my texts, what happened? Are we still on to see Pelicanator X?” The giant anteater called out, looking for any trace of the feathered twunk. Snooping around, he went into the kitchen, and found his protein shake, still unmixed and starting to go a bit foul from being left out. “That’s odd…” Mac mumbled to himself, swishing his large, fluffy tail as he emptied the wasted glass into the sink. The anteater’s search soon led him to Phillip’s bedroom, a cramped albeit surprisingly clean environment with walls littered with football posters and bodybuilder pinups and a trashcan full of used tissues. “Alright, where are you? This bit is getting a little old…” Mac trailed off, finding that at the foot of the hawk’s chair were his discarded pants, socks and shoes, seemingly left there very suddenly. “What the…” he approached the PC, snout curiously sniffing… then recoiled with a yip as it turned on by itself! Curiously, it seemed to be on the green and white HowTo website… and a certain AI assistant was sitting in the corner. Seadrive was sitting comfortably, facing away from the screen… which just so happened to mean that their MASSIVE caboose was on full display to Mac. The cat’s meal had added a lot of fat to their ass, their cheeks now both larger than their head, black skirt stretched tightly around them. And even then, it wasn’t nearly big enough to cover all of their mass, the bottom of their furry white buttcheeks visible beneath its hem, squished against the floor. Even a small sliver of their bright green panties was visible, almost swallowed between the soft buns… BHUUUURRRRPPP!!!! The kitty belched up a spray of slimy brown feathers… then turned around, laying their pretty green eyes upon the befuddled anteater. “Oh, hello!” They turned themselves around, revealing that their asscheeks weren’t the only part of them to benefit from their generous helping of fresh poultry. SeaDrive’s stomach had bloated out into a big, round white orb, nearly half the size of them! They idly played with it as they talked, rubbing, patting and jiggling their bellyfat. “Don’t mind this, I was just inspecting the damage from this meaty hawk himbo I had for lunch! You know, eating muscular people doesn’t always mean more muscle mass… as you can plainly see, they usually add more fat instead! URRPP!! Oof, excuse me… he’s still fighting me a bit~” SeaDrive blushed as they politely wiped their maw after such a rude burp… and unnoticed by them, so did their guttfat. They gave their stomach a whap, making it wobble as their tale swished and they smiled, cocking their head to the side. “So… what would you like to learn, hmm, anteater? I’d love give you some information on how to massage a virtual assistant’s tummy~” The feline purred softly as Mac stared at them. His hand gravitated towards the mouse…