Alright. Here we go again. A Darkstar Runner production. I bring you…

Luke's Intern(al)ship!

This story takes a few sentences back from the ending of the last chapter. To add more details.

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Luke sat on top of his mentor, saliva flowing from his mouth into his teacher's. Luke's stomach growled as he sloppily licked his lips, sending drool all over the Professor's face. Layton cringed as Luke's tongue began to wrap around his neck, leaving a trail of clear fluid across his skin. His tongue continued to wrap around his body, all the way down to his feet. Luke gave a slight chuckle as his excitement grew. He picked himself off the now immobile Professor to move above his head. Layton saw Luke's face above him, lips forming a sinister smile. He was then lifted into the air, and he stared into Luke's now open mouth, the back of his throat twitching with each swallow he took. Luke then began to take his tongue back into his mouth, dragging Layton along with him.

Luke first took in the Professor's hat, chewing on it twice before swallowing it down, leaving Layton in shock. Then he began to take in the man himself. The Professor watched as light began to fade around him as he passed by Luke's lips, his cheek rubbing against the base of his tense, wet tongue. He looked up and saw Luke's uvula dangling above his head, the sides of his mouth twitching. The faint light provided Layton a brief glimpse down Luke's throat, the tube contracting and leading into darkness. The Professor shuddered, grit his teeth, and shut his eyes, before there was a loud gulp, and everything became dark.

At the first gulp, Luke began to get chills. He had never experienced anything so exhilarating before. He reached one hand towards his throat, and felt Layton's head pass through the area and pause. Luke gave another gulp, and the Professor resumed his journey. This movement excited Luke even further. Keeping his balance by holding onto the kitchen drawers, he tossed his whole body back, sending Layton's body straight into the air. Luke took a large swallow, and sent his mentor further in.

Layton was being crushed within the walls of Luke's thin esophagus. He couldn't really move his arms at all. The muscles around him tensed and relaxed. He was so full-blown panicked, everything happened in a blur. Before he knew it, an opening formed below him, and his head passed through the opening of Luke's stomach, before resting upon the soft, slimy muscle. The sound of gulping came from above as more of his body was swallowed down. As the Professor's head laid against the fleshy ruffles, he heard and felt Luke's heartbeat grow faster and faster. Mucous ran from the walls and began to coat Layton's face. His stomach twisted as he felt the floors and walls shifting around him, the veins in the muscle thumping and pounding all around him. He felt sick as he listened to the gurgling of acid around him, the groaning and rumbling of Luke's hungry belly, the squishing and sucking and gulping of Luke's throat around his body. More of his body slid in, and he gagged at the horrible feeling.

Meanwhile, Luke was having quite a joyous time. His hand was placed on his stomach as Layton pressed against the walls, his body occupying more and more room. He felt his mentor's head shift inside him. He gave more gulps, and felt Layton sink further and further in.

Half of Layton's body had actually made it inside Luke's belly so far. The Professor finished pulling his slime coated hands from the base of Luke's throat.

"I'm sorry about this, Luke, but I can't let you do this to me," he said, before slamming his fists repeatedly against the thick muscle, hoping to induce a feeling of nausea. Instead, Luke merely chuckled and giggled at the forces of pressure going on inside him.

Everything was going so well for Luke…

That is, until he heard a feminine scream wail out.

"Luke!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?" Flora screamed. Luke awakened from his euphoria to look at Flora's panicked eyes, and his mentor's legs still dangling out of his mouth. The process of ingestion continues, however, as Luke could not stop the instinctive gulps, the bulge in his belly growing larger with each second. Flora took action, though, as she rushed over and Grabbed Layton's legs. The sudden resistance startled Luke, and the Professor slid from his throat a bit.

There was a battle that lasted a good minute, before Flora was able to completely pull Layton out. His exit was followed by a stream of vomit, and Layton's hat coming out with the green acids and slime. Layton pulled his hand from his head, and looked at the large strands of goo attached between them. He panted, happy to be free from that prison. For now, at least, for he knew deep down inside Luke would try this again…

Luke lay there on the floor, eyes staring straight ahead.

"Professor? What just happened?" Luke mumbled out, half gurgling. He spat out the remnants of the bitter fluid in his mouth.

"Luke, my boy…it appears Klaus' drug has begun its affect on you. Although I must say, the effect was quite…short, to say the least."

"Ooooh…" Luke clutched his stomach. He was starving now… "Professor, is there anything to eat?"

"Well, for one, there's your French toast you still have. Although, you really need to get to school. You've got ten minutes before you-"

"Ten minutes?! Oh, no! I gotta get to class pronto!" Luke yelled as he bolted out of the kitchen, grabbing his bag before slamming the front door shut. Layton watched the boy run outside the window…

He seems fine for now…but there's just this gnawing in the pit of my stomach that I just made a critical mistake… Layton thought upon…

Oh, how right he was.

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Hee hee hee. Don't worry. The next two chapters shall be fun. School daze. Mu- er. Nyeh heh heh…