Warning: this is a purely ChatGPT story in which I had little influence in aside from suggesting the prompt as well as a few things later on in the story. As such there is no or very little editing on my end until certain chapters that required it to stay constant. Please read at your own risk. It is likely I will come back some other time and have the previous first few chapters altered. The prompt for this story was Safe Vore and ChatGPT's choice of OC and TFP Decepticon. As you can see, it picked Megatron. As for Anna, to get a better idea on who she is, please read my Prime One shots. She appears in a few of those. Otherwise, please enjoy

The dense forest surrounding the Autobot base was quiet, save for the rustling of leaves stirred by the gentle wind. Anna had wandered farther from the safety of the base than she intended. She knew better than to stray too far, but her mind had been restless lately—too many questions, too many fears.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of something large moving through the trees. Anna froze, her heart skipping a beat. The air around her seemed to thicken, and before she could react, a massive shadow loomed over her.

She looked up to see a hulking figure—one she recognized. It was one of the Decepticons, a towering, intimidating figure with a strange, unsettling presence. Starscream, his red and silver frame gleaming under the waning light of the sun, his jet-like form dwarfing her small human frame. He sneered down at her, and for a moment, Anna could hardly breathe.

"Well, well," Starscream's voice rumbled, his tone mocking. "What do we have here? The little human, straying too far from her precious Autobots, I see."

Anna's instinct screamed at her to run, but before she could even take a step, the ground beneath her trembled, and another Decepticon materialized—a much larger figure. Her eyes widened in shock as Megatron himself emerged from the shadows.

Anna froze, her heart hammering in her chest. She was cornered, no way to escape, no chance of survival. She'd never been so terrified in her life.

Before she could say anything, Megatron's dark, looming presence loomed closer. His optics glowed like twin molten pits as he studied her for a long, terrifying moment.

"You are a rare specimen, human," he said in his cold, commanding voice. "It's a pity you chose to defy us."

In a flash, Megatron lunged forward, his massive hands reaching out to grab her. The world seemed to spin as he lifted her effortlessly from the ground, his fingers gripping her tightly. Anna struggled, her small fists pounding against his cold metal armor. She gasped for air, her mind racing in desperation.

"No—let me go!" she cried, her heart pounding in terror. "Please! I don't want to die—"

Megatron's lips curled into a twisted smile as he held her up before his large mouth, his breath warm against her skin. "Such bravery... and yet, your fight is futile."

With that, Anna's body was tilted forward, her legs dangling as she was brought closer to Megatron's mouth. Shock coursed through her system, and her struggle became more frantic, more desperate. She kicked, she screamed, her pulse racing as she realized the horrific truth—he was going to swallow her.

"No—please, no!" Anna gasped, her voice cracking. Her body convulsed as panic set in, and her every instinct screamed for escape. She clawed at the air, trying to break free, but it was no use. Megatron's hand held her firmly in place.

With a terrifying, hollow sound, Megatron's massive jaws parted, revealing a dark cavern. The scent of oil and metal wafted up, sickening and overwhelming. Anna's entire body shook, her chest tightening as she realized she was inches from being consumed.

She struggled even harder, kicking her legs in a futile attempt to escape, but Megatron's grip tightened. "You can't escape, human," he hissed.

Before she could react, she was dragged into his mouth, the walls of his throat coming closer and closer. She screamed, her vision blurred by panic as her body was forced downward, and she barely had time to brace herself before she was fully inside.

The inside of his stomach was colder and more airless than she imagined. The walls shifted slightly, causing her to lose her balance as she tried to make sense of her surroundings. She was trapped, unable to move or breathe freely.

Desperation turned into terror as Anna felt the pressure building around her. Her lungs burned for air, but Megatron's stomach wasn't designed for human comfort. She fought for breath, her body trembling with fear.

For a moment, it seemed as if everything was closing in on her. Her thoughts became disjointed as she struggled against the walls of his stomach, unable to find a way out. But then, an unexpected sensation washed over her—air.

Megatron's stomach walls seemed to expand, allowing some fresh air to seep in, giving Anna a fleeting breath of hope. Still, her body quaked in fear, every moment inside that dark, oppressive space more unbearable than the last. She closed her eyes, trying to steady her breathing, but the fear still gripped her.

"I'm... not... going to die," she whispered to herself, her voice trembling.

A sense of hopelessness still lingered, but as she forced herself to stay conscious, she realized one thing: She wasn't going down without a fight.