Inside the Head of the Artist
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Unable to see over Rin's toes the way she was holding you, you had no way to prepare yourself, or voice your objection for her new transportation method. When her grip released you, you landed immediately on something incredibly squishy. As her foot pulled away, you were able to see that you were getting a ride in... something hot and wet? As her lips began to seal shut, you finally realized what was happening. Before you could yell out to Rin in disapproval, her tongue mashed you into the roof of her mouth. You could only shiver in revulsion as the slimy muscle rubbed against you, coating you in saliva, likely tasting you too. She didn't spit you out so you must not taste too bad, then again she likely is used to the taste of her own feet given her condition. It took a little effort to keep from drowning in her drool and the air you could breathe was far from minty fresh. While not as foul smelling as her foot was, Rin's breath was fishy from her lunch and the odor of digestion, while faint, was noticeable. The sounds her breathing and heartbeat were overshadowed by the slurping and sloshing of the tongue and throat around you. At the very least, she seemed to be trying her best to hold you in place so your fear of being swallowed started to fade.
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February 17
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