THIS IS VERY EXTREME VERY VERY EXTREME. OK so before you start reading this, it is not for the faint of heart. This is a very extreme vore story. This came off a request and I wanted to see what my limits on gore/etc were. Summed up, this is a giant that shrinks people and eats them in horrific ways
“Hell, it was hell.” I said shaking. My clothes drenched in blood, not all of it my own. A simple jacket covered my shivering body. My mind still raced with the atrocities I had witnessed but it was finally over. I could see the good samaritan on the phone, I couldn’t make out who he was speaking to. I only stared blankly at the pavement trying to drown out the noise. The bubbling hatred building up inside and I fell flat on my back. Staring at the scare I let out a primal roar. The good samaritan came to my side and tried to comfort me. Yet nothing would ease the burden of what I witnessed
It started as an average day. I was heading to classes at my university: 8am organic chemistry. Yeah, it sucked but we had to do it. Half asleep for the rest of the day I floated through my classes. I tended to excel in academics and theatre. As such I ended up working on a double major. I still couldn’t decide what I wanted to do with my life. Sports were out of the question, being a 5’2 guy I really wasn’t the strongest out there. Yet, my size didn’t really hold me back. I still made friends easily and had a pretty happy life.
By noon, I had a solid hour for lunch. I went to the cafeteria alone. Tuesdays didn’t align with my closer friends so unless I ran into somebody I ate by myself. I did a few acquaintances but didn’t feel like bothering them halfway through the meal. I pulled out a book to read while eating. After about 15min, another student tapped me on my shoulder.
“Mind if I join you?” he asked
I looked up and saw a new face. I choked up a bit, and the guy was like a grunge beefcake. He had blond hair with hints of orange, a scruffy beard/goatee combination, and was ripped. A slim muscle-tee barely covered his nipples and his ID card hung around his neck. His bulging frame filled my vision. As he waited for my reaction, I looked at his face in confusion. His eyes a bit bloodshot and a whiff of weed entered my nose. His wire-thin glasses added a bit of a nerdy look. I just couldn’t pin why he was so attractive it was a combination of many little things. I had seen him a bit in a distance and maybe once or two at parties but we didn’t have any overlap.
However, while a bit strange, I never passed up an opportunity to chat with folks.
“Yeah sure man, the name is max” I said
“Oh yeah, I saw you at the musical last semester. My name is Freddie, Fred for short” he said with a smile.
“Nice to meet you, so why you wanna chat? Need help with any classes or anything?” I asked, I tutored a lot of students in my free time. It was an easy way to make weed money.
“Naw man, I will be a bit blunt. Since the show, I've been having a bit of a crush. I figured to start some dialogue. See if we would mix at all. I got a thing for short guys, could just eat your cute body in one bite” He said revealing those pearly whites.
“Ha, I doubt I would do much in that regard. I am skin and bones man, not much to get out of this body.” I say playing along. He laughed with me and gave me a bit of a punch. It was a bit harder than I expected, I guess he didn’t know the strength of those muscles of his.
Fred and I continued to chat through the whole lunch. I don’t think he was dating material but we vibed quite well. As my next class came I had to break.
“Hey man, I gotta get to class. But I go to trivia at the downtown bar tonight. If you are free why don’t you join?” I asked him
“Sounds like fun little bro, I’ll be there” Fred said as he stood up. I couldn’t gather his true height as he was wearing platforms but he clearly was over 6’2.
“Awesome, here is my number” he put my number into his phone and texted me his. I saved it and watched him take his leave. His short pants left nothing to imagination and his thick tree-trunk legs put many a bodybuilder to shame.
“Damn what is he eating to get a body like that” I said.
The night came and we took second in trivia. It was great, Freddie was a funny dude. He had a pretty quick wit and a dirty personality. I really started vibing with him as we drank and chatted and he kept looking at me like a piece of meat. I was use to it though, being a polly pocket gay the tops were always easy to seduce. But I did have a rule not to fuck friends. It was messy. As we finished up we said our goodbyes and headed out. Freddie, myself, and a few others headed back to campus. We continued our chats as we went back to our rooms. My two other friends left and it was just Freddie and myself. I started to say goodbye but his deep voice cut me off
“Lets head back to my place” he said grabbing my shoulder
I froze as his fingers dug into my skin. His large hand held me fast.
“Uhh I can’t man, I got a lot to do tomorrow. My next lab report is due Friday and I need to get into the lab early” I tried to pull away a bit but he held me fast. His eyes barely opened as he looked at me through those glasses. He had a large, playful smile.
“This wasn’t a request little max, now let's do this easily” he said. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I panic’d and opened my mouth to scream but he was quick. Before a sound came out, his other hand was around my throat. As his large hand squeezed my neck my vision blurred. I tried to scratch and fight but he lifted me off the ground. My legs flailed in the air as my lungs struggled to breath. As the vision faded and my body went limp he leaned in.
“I can’t wait to taste that little body of yours” He said as he licked my cheek. It was then I passed out.
I awoke in a dark room. My neck was still sore, a small cot and a few cups of water sat on a plastic table. The room felt off, the table was made out of cheap plastic and moved at my touch. I had never seen anything so light. The water in the cups stuck hard to the sides that I had to suck to get it out. What was going on? But my answer soon came. My world shifted and went sideways, the cups tumbled around and I started to slide towards the roof. A pop sound echoed in my chamber and the roof was removed. Light flooded in and I fell through with a thud. As I regained my vision, I could see other people. All seemed to be as confused as I was. Various heights, muscles, and ages. A single large light shone down on us like a spotlight. The world is dark outside the beam. The floor was made of some kind of wood, I hadn’t seen a floor like this before.
As we gathered and talked we pieced our stories together. Each of us had met Fred at some point. A few had been trapped in their rooms for a few days. Clearly hungry and dehydrated from their isolation. None knew what he wanted but we all realized we were his prisoners. After some time had passed a few wanted to try and check their surroundings. I figured it wouldn’t be that easy and decided to stay put. A few ventured a bit out into the darkness. It seemed to go fine at first. But then we all heard a scream. It slowly got fainting before we heard a splat. He had fallen. We all waited, adrenaline shot through the group. Then the moans and please for help.
It was very faint but we all could hear him cry
“Help, Help.” He coughed and gagged.
“My leg and arm, oh god I can feel the bone” he said. Clearly he was in shock. I don’t know how somebody could be awake after that fall. His moans of agony pierced the silence but none of us moved to help. What if we fell. Then the world illuminated. Bright white lights appeared overhead and a heavy thudding noise was heard. Our vision adjusted to the lights and a blurred figure appeared. It was Freddie.
“What up bitches” He said. As he towered above us. His large bulge at eye level with us and his piercing gaze looking down on our tiny bodies. This had to be a dream, how did he get so big. What was happening. It was then more moans occured.
“Ahh we got an escape artist. Well lets end that” he said as he shifted his body. We couldn’t see it but we heard the man scream.
“Fred, please help. No no. Don’t step. AHHHHH” the tiny man screamed. Small pops and cracks could be heard. Freddie didn’t even look at him. He just smiled and watched our reactions of shock and horror. Slowly the man was squished. His cries turning to gurgles and then silence. Fred wasn’t done, his leg shifted has he ground the tiny man under his boot.
“The next person that tries to escape gets a worse fate.” He said
“What the fuck did you do to us” A man next to me shouted. He was in his mid 30s and had a bit of age to him.
“Can’t you see, I shrunk you. See I got a kind of power that lets me shift reality. I used it for good but that got boring fast. Now I just do what I want. And guess what, you lost the lottery tonight.” he said.
“What you can’t” but before he finished Fred moved his hand and flicked his finger at the man. The large digit slammed into the man’s head. A sickening crunch sounded as his face imploded. The finger kept going and ended up decapitating him. His severed head flying off the table as his body fell forward. Blood spurted out covered a few of us nearby. One person my age vomited at what happened. Fred then took his bloody fingered and sucked on it.
“Damn I love the taste of fear” He said as a bit of drool connected his finger to his mouth.
“Now any other complaints?” He looked down at us. After what we witnessed we just stood in silence.
“Cool, so I came up with a game.” he said as his stomach rumbled. Clearly active now that it got a taste of food.
“As you can tell, I am super hungry. But to get these gains” Fred said as he flexed a bicep
“I need a certain protein ratio. I found that you tiny humans are the best thing to eat. So welcome to my Hungry Games!” He said. The pun sucked but he really got a kick out of it.
“Rules are simple. The losers end up here” he pointed to his rock hard abs.
“One winner goes free, this isn’t a fight to the death. I got a lot of different games to play” He said with a sadistic smile.
We all stared in shock. We would have to battle each other to survive. I don’t think I have the fortitude for this. I started eying the competition. I was clearly the weakest at my size, this wasn’t going to be easy.
“Now, each round I will give you one minute to strategize. Some will be teams, some will be free-for-all. We can skip a round if one of you decides to sacrifice yourself. However, I don’t like wimps so if you do, your death will be extra painful. The first round is quite simple. Pick a fellow contestant and place them in my hand. Your minute starts now” Fred said as he pulled up a chair and placed his hand onto the table.
We all couldn’t believe what was happening but then one man said.
“Throw the skinny guy up there, aint like he can beat any of us” He said pointing at me. I saw some nods of approval. Shit, this wasn’t going to be easy
“Yeah, I agree. Buys us a bit more time to think of a way out too” another man said and more started to shake their heads. I could see the vote turning.
“No no no, that is what he wants” I said pointing back at the first man. He was a large guy, about 6’3.
“What if these games are physical. Can any of you beat him one on one? This is our only chance to eliminate a top player?” I said trying to turn it. An average sized person responded.
“It makes sense, if it comes down to a fight at the end I at least want a chance” He said.
Good the heat was falling off me. People erupted into fights, screaming and yelling. The large man ended up pissing off too many in his arguments. He clearly wasn’t used to the debate stage.
10 seconds, Fred’s voice boomed above. He clearly was enjoying this. A consensus wasn’t met yet and arguments only erupted further.
“Go” The booming voice said above.
I scrambled trying to get as far from the hand as possible. The large, loud man bolted after me. While not a fight, I was quick and able to dodge. He leaned in for a tackle and missed falling onto his face. I screamed at the others to get him since he was down. It seemed to work as two people ended up grabbing his legs. He screamed bloody murder as they slowly dragged him to the calloused hands. I was panting and looked up. Fred’s eyes carefully watched the man dragged to his hand. He licked his lips in anticipation.
The large man was lifted into the awaiting hand which quickly closed around him.
“See isn’t this fun” Fred said as he held the man to his mouth. His wet tongue probed the man’s face as he tasted the fear. The man begged for mercy but none would come.
“Oh, you are gonna make some great protein” Fred said. He reached down to our arena and lifted it. I soon recognized the shape, we were on a cutting board. We were food all along. He hummed a bit as he carried us to his cooktop. Pulling out a food processor he plopped it onto the table. As he took out ingredients he spoke.
“You know, I have tried many recipes involving tinies. Yet nothing beats the simplest” he then opened a can of chickpeas into the processor.
“In fact, most 3-4 ingredient dishes are the best.” Fred continued as his stomach growled. He smiled and looked down
“Excuse me” he said as he chopped a lemon in have and squeezed out the juices over the beans.
“This is one of my favorite dishes to make, quick, easy, and full of protein” he said as he added some tahani and fresh garlic to mix. He capped it and turned it on. The whirling blades quickly chop and liquefy the mix. Opening the slit for new ingredients, Fred held the flailing man.
“But the most important ingredient for any dish is the right amount of salt.” He then slowly added the man feet first into the processor. We all watched in terror as he inched closer to the whirling blades.
People were yelling that he shouldn’t do this. Just kill him fast this was too cruel. How evil he was. The man held his legs up to avoid the blades as long as possible. Crying for anyone, praying for somebody to save him, anything to get him out of this situation.
Fred just smiled and said “You'll be happy, you are going to become part of a god. Besides at your size, you are just food”
With that he finished lowering the man in. His foot was severed. Blood sprayed everywhere as the fast blades flung it against the walls. The man howled in agony as his shins went next. The blades bludgeoned instead of cut. Bone bent and shattered as his legs were slowly destroyed by the metal. The brownish hummus began taking on a maroon tone. I watched as the gore continued to mix into the snack. Blood leaked down his mouth and he gurgled in agony. Soon the blades bit into his pelvis. His inner organs dropped out until the intestines got caught. The long snaking tubes pulled out like shoe-string as they got caught in the blades. Somehow the man was still alive.
“Ahh that is good” Fred said letting the blades run a bit longer for consistency. He held the mutilated man by the head. Only his torso, head, and part of his arms remained. Blood dripping out by the bucketload. He was to be dead within a few minutes.
“Taste Time!” Fred said as he dipped the man into the blood hummus. He made sure to coat him in as much as possible. He quickly brought the man to his mouth and chopped down. His massive teeth shattering ribs in a loud crack. Each bite liquifies the man. Fred was a sloppy eater and made sure to show off the mastication to the rest of us. A bit of blood dripped down his lips. He quickly used his tongue to lick it off. Once the man was thoroughly chewed he stuck his tone out. All we say were bits of white intermixed with red. There was nothing left to see of a human. Fred then tilted his head back and swallowed. He patted his stomach and said.
“Damn that was good, alright time for the next game!”
There were 10 of us left. Many started in shock at what Fred had done to him. A few couldn’t watch and turned away. The sight of such a successful individual reduced to meat was horrifying.
“No planning this game. This one is a Free for all. This one is a test of endurance.” He said as he pulled out a thing of twine. He stretched across the griddle on his stove. The white twine taught and about 10 feet above the black top.
Reaching his hands down Freddie spoke
“Game is simple, the first one to fall loses.” We all just stared at his bloody hands.
“Or I can just kill you all in the most horrific ways possible. I can pull out each of your limbs and dip you in salt. I can skin you alive” Fred said in anger.
That was enough as we each climbed into his open hands. He held us under the twine.
“Climb on,” He said. Each of us lifted out hands and grabbed onto the thread. Fred let his hands go and left us dangling.
“Time to turn up the heat” He said as he turned on his gas stove. The flames flared up in full force. Even at the start I could feel the heat starting to sap. I wouldn’t last hanging like a smoking pig. Thankfully, my light size made it easy for me to lift myself up. I pulled myself up and over the twine. My face was sweating and I looked around. A few others got the idea and were able to pull up. The weight on our stomachs instead of hands. Beads of sweat fell from my face and landed on the griddle with a sizzle. It was only 3min and I saw one overweight tiny struggling. His face was red and he was left hanging. Unable to pull himself up, he was forced to endure an arduous trial. I could see tears streak down his face as even he knew he would be the one to fall. I said a little prayer for him. He was putting up a strong fight.
Another minute past and I saw his hands slipping. Inch but inch, his sweaty grip gave way. Fred was on the edge of his seat waiting. 30 more seconds and his first hand went. In an adrenaline filled state he reached up and tried to grab the rope but it was pointless. As he fought to lift himself, the excess wait loosened his other hand. He screamed as he fell onto the hot iron. Landing onto his back, a wet sizzle was heard. A blood curdling scream was unleashed as the hot iron quickly burned through his clothing. He put his arms out and forced himself upwards. The hot metal burns his flesh and causes it to peel off the bone. IT was like a horror movie. His shoes slowly melted with every step. He tried to make it to the edge but couldn’t. By the third step his soles were exposed to the hot metal. The flesh quickly charred causing him to faceplant. More screams were unleashed as his face was cooked. By this point he was stuck. His flesh fused with the grill as he slowly cooked.
Freddie was done watching and grabbed a spatula. Pressing onto the man's back he flattened out onto the hot metal.
“Have to make sure he cooks evenly” he said as we still hung over the cooking body. We watched in horror as the metal spatula held him down. His final death spasms causing his body to contort and his screams of pain cut straight to the soul. All that was heard was the sizzle of human flesh and the screams of a dying man. One person fainted from the sight and began to fall. Using his other hand, Freddie quickly caught him.
“Don’t worry, your time isn’t yet. You passed this round.” He said. Letting the first half cook, he carefully plucked us off the twine and sat us to the side. Using the spatula he flipped the half-cooked man. It was ugly. The eyes had melted and his face was charred to the bone. Pieces of skin sloughed off his frame and his muscle contorted in weird positions. My own stomach jumped at the sight of the burned body. Freddie just leaned in close and sniffed.
“MMmmh almost finished” he said, licking his lips. He drizzled some salt and pepper on the man then turned down the heat.
“I wish I could say there was better food, but damn you tinies just taste so good” the man fully good, Freddie used his spatula to place him onto a plate. Holding the blackened man up, he dipped him in the hummus and brought to his mouth. With a crunch he bit into the cooked man.
“Oh this is good, perfect amount of fat on this one. The skin too, just nice and crispy. Yall would love this” he said as he continued to eat away at the friend man. His massive teeth tearing into the crunchy flesh before pulling back strings of sinew. A bit of meat juice dribbled down his studded beard as he consumed the man.
The 9 of us could only look in fear and terror. Each death became more horrendous than the last. We eyed each other up, who was next, what was the next challenge. My body trembled. I didn’t want to die and if I had to take down these other fuckers I would.
“I think you all need a bit of a rest and I am still quite hungry. So let's play a game of luck.” He said as he walked over to a shelf. He pulled down an old wooden box and set it on the table. Opening it up, the lid formed a platform. Without saying a word he reached his hand down. We all instinctively climbed onto it. As he lifted us up, I could smell the scent of meat. I gagged a bit, that was once a human being. A bit of his saliva made his fingers glisten. I could be next, this was my hell.
As we lifted into the air, we saw what he had pulled out. A roulette table
“I believe all people should have a bit of luck in them. Simple rules, pick a number and if the ball lands on your. You dead” He laughed a bit at it.
“If it doesn’t choose any of you we spin it again!” He said in excitement, I noticed his bulge was much thicker than before. He was getting off to this. A wave of disgust washed over me. I thought he was a nice guy, I shared drinks with him. Now he was picking us off in horrible ways.
“One minute to decide” Fred said as he dumped us on the table. I knew what I had to do, I picked my luck number 12. Not sure why I had this as my number but it had gotten me through thick and thin. I hope it didn’t fail me now.
“Lets give it a spin” Fred said as he turned the table and dropped the ball. We all watched in silence as the game of chance would decide our fate.
“Why so gloomy guys, cheer up. Come on big money” He said as he watched the ball go round and round. As it slowed we saw it land onto a green 0. A sigh of relief was let go, it was none of us.
“Aww well round two” Fred said as he spun it yet again. The clicking noise as the ball smacked into the sides was deafening. How did I get here. What god did I forsake to be forced to play these Saw-like games. The ball slowed and began to set. I watched as it slowly moved, it nicked my 12 but didn’t go into it. After a few more seconds it was red 30.
“NOO” a man behind me yelled.
“Ding ding, looks like we got a winner” Fred said quickly snatching up the man.
“I got a real fun game for you!” he said as he grabbed a miniscule headbanned.
“Please, please give me a chance. Anything, please don’t kill me” He begged as the giant attached the headband to the man.
“Hmm you know what, that was kind of boring. Sure let's make it more interesting” Fred said.
“We will play tug of war. I’ll put you in my mouth. If those down below can pull you out, I’ll give you a second chance.” he said
“Oh thank you thank you.” the man said through his tears.
“I am not saving him” One little said behind me.
“What?” I responded.
“Yeah, with him gone our odds shoot up. Why would I risk it?” he continued.
“We can’t just let him die, that is fucked up” I said.
“Well then you help him” He yelled back.
By now the victim realized what was happening.
“Look, please don’t let him kill me. I am rich, I’ll donate money to your family. I’ll trade anything” he said trying to beg for assistance.
“Stop chatting, let's play” Fred said, squatting down to the table. His giant face is larger than our own bodies. Hell, I don’t even think I could pass his upper lip. I stared at his piercing eyes, the man was truly gorgeous yet was hideous on the inside. Carefully, he put the man into his mouth. His juicy lips suckling the legs and threatened to pull him in. Cautiously, A few of us approached. We weren’t sure if Fred would kill us there but he allowed our approach.
The man was in tears at this point. Mumbling thank yous and other things. I grabbed his left arm alongside one other person. On the other side two more tinies came to help. We looked back and saw that the remaining four didn’t want to help. Fred lifted his massive hand and counted down with his fingers.
5, I grabbed the man harder. 4, I tried to focus on me and him. I could do this. 3. I shifted my weight trying to get a grip on the floor. 2, I looked into his eyes and tried to give him moral support. 1, my body went tense. Instantly Fred began to suck. We were taken by surprise at the force and he went into his chest.
“Fuck no, please pull pull” He cried out. We didn’t even have time to respond. Everyone's muscles burned as we tried to pull the main out of the giant’s mouth. Yet it was worthless, every second more and more of him was consumed.
“Please don’t let me die, please no, god no, please don’t let me be eaten” the man continued to cry out. His fingers digging into our flesh as we tried to pull him out. Yet we were too weak, as our muscles gave he was sucked into the massive lips. First an inch every couple of seconds, then a bit more. My muscle gave out and I let go, I fell backwards from the force and heard him yell out.
“Noo” the struggling tiny grabbed onto one of the others with a deathgrip. Fred didn't care; he was delighting in the man’s panicked sweat. The salty fluid had a wonderful taste in his mouth. He sucked a bit harder causing my partner to also let go. Only two left to help, one also voluntarily let go. It was over. He was lost. Yet the man didn’t give up. He had latched onto one of his helpers dragging him along the way.
“Fuckers, all of you.” he screamed as he dragged the other tiny to his doom.
“Let him go its over” I said.
“Don’t force him to die as well” I plead with the man. The other tiny trying to pull the man’s arm off him. But it was useless. Soon his hand entered the giant's mouth.
“No, no, no” I said in disbelief. He was trying to help and only was being eaten in the process. Without anyone to hold them, both went into the mouth pretty quick.
“OOOOh a two for one special” Fred said as he sucked both men into his mouth. Slightly opening it, we could see the two tinies being tossed around on the giant’s tongue. Then we heard that distinct rumble.
“Welp, the stomach has decided. Let's make this quick shall we” Freddie said as he tilted his head back and swallowed. Two living beings eaten alive.
“Shall we check in on them?” he asked flicking on the nearby TV. The first screen was the go-pro attached to the first victim's head. We could see the tight muscles of the esophagus constrict and move him down into the acidic chamber. His pathetic whimpering could be heard over the organic sounds a body could make. Squelching noises and the popping of gas bubbles.
Then he fell quickly, we watched as the pool of acidic quickly approached. It was vile, the previous victims mutilated bodies floated in the pool of slime. The water tinted red and lumpy with other matter. We watched as the man looked up, the sphincter opening and dropping in the second tiny. Both were waist deep in the giant’s stomach acid.
He walked over to the make. His skin already started to turn red as the acid began to break him down.
“You motherfucker, you killed me” The angry man said. With a right hook, he punched at the camera. We could hear a reverberating thud as his fist made contact.
“I had a scholarship, I was going to school to be a doctor, but your selfish ass killed me” He said, continuing to punch at the prone man. Each time his hands came up, they were redder than the last. Flesh blistered and sloughed off.
“Oh this is going a bit too quick” Freddie said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out an antacid. Popping two down we watched on film as the slammed into the stomach acid. A thick fizzling sound was heard as the basic chemical neutralizes the acids. As the man took out his frustration he ripped off the headband and turned it.
“This is what you wanted you monster” He said as he recorded the battered man. His skin is worse for wear. His eyes melting out of the socket and bits of his teeth could be seen through the melted face flesh. It was like a living zombie.
“Fuck you Freddie, I will see you in hell” He said before flicking off the camera.
“Oh he is a feisty little guy” Fred just laughed. We could hear his muffled voice repeat on the stomach camera. We spent maybe 20min watching the two men digest. Each second more skin sloughed off. Both screamed in pain. One tried to claw his way out of the stomach. He banged at the wall flesh trying to get out. The only response was a burst of more acidic liquid onto his face. He yelped in horror as the acid entered his lungs and eyes. His innards now exposed as the acidic ate away from the inside. He choked and coughed up some of the yellow bile, but soon that yellow was tinted red. He stumbled back and fell into the pool. His time was limited. The second was absolutely still, he just wailed in pain and was hunched over. Pieces of his face dripped off him. His eyes fully melted and the whites of his bones exposed. His screams were the worst of all. By trying to minimize exposure his death was only prolonged. He had to sit in agony as his body slowly disintegrated before his eyes. Then with one final gurgle he went silent. Out of all the deaths so far, this looked the worse. At least the others went quick. They were alive for almost 30min total before succumbing to the stomach acids. The pool of nutrients blood red slowly diffusing away from their melting bodies. I wanted to look away but I couldn't. It was like watching a train wreck.
“Damn I am full” Freddie said breaking out silence. He patted his stomach as he turned off the TV.
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