Heavy eyelids split open quickly and painfully. Waking up to a warm, wet slithering over your back, you blink reflexively. A nauseating wave of horror turns your blood hot and loose throughout your body while an uncanny, ticklish oozing drizzles its way over the sides of your face.

  Thrashing your arms forward, you attempt to crawl over the rippled, clammy surface. Your elbows shivering while crawling on all fours, you slip on a thin layer of black-stained goo emanating a sickly, artificial strawberry odor. Wiping the steaming fog off on your bare chest, a pulse of almost painful confusion washes over you as you see the speckles of light glint from glitter scattered throughout the clinging webbing.

   "I'm so happy you'll be awake for this." A silky, mellow voice blasts from above, pouring a scorching, minty blast over your body, coating your skin with sticky condensation. Twisting upon your back, your long, glistening hair falls behind you, cushioning the impact. Placing your arms before you in a protective posture, you belt out a screech as a set of glossy, black lips descend towards you in a puckered ring.

   Contact with the oceanic flesh instantly coated your nude front in a layer of glistening, pitch-dark lipstick. "MMMMWAH!" Kissing vibrations stung the core of your bones as her lips ticklishly buzzed against your sternum. Wet thrumming thundered against you, as though her lips were a warm speaker blaring into your skin. Your own screaming, which was drowned out to the point that you couldn't even hear it, still stung your throat.

   A cord of saliva connected your face to her heavily makeuped chin, her pallid goth-style foundation washing into the thick fluid, staining it a pearlescent white. You attempt to scream, but your sore throat fails to carry any sound. Too shocked to do anything but stare upon the woman's face, a vile sense of confusion washes through you. The visage now hovering over you, sending you into panic-induced quivering, would have been adorably attractive in any other context. Her deep-set brown eyes, her delicately round chin, and her high-set cheekbones all combined to form an image both intimidating and beautiful as it cast a dark shadow over your whole form.

    Gazing upon all the streaks in her makeup, the snot caked deep within her nostrils, a certain mortal dread spilled through your veins. The fact that this woman wasn't insecure about her flaws in your presence implied that she intended for your judgment to be terminal. A deep, electric fear jolted every nerve into a shuddering panic. Death terror gripped your soul. You no longer witnessed a beautiful woman overhead. Your brain forced you to interpret her as a monster. Her sharp-edged eyeliner looked like blades, both of which were longer than you were tall.

    Gasping, you kicked your feet wildly as she laid your back upon her right pointer finger before gently swirling her thumb over your soft breasts. An unwanted warmth grows between your legs while your nipples grow painfully erect. The black, glittering lips twisted into a grin as a scoff blasts two jets of hot fog over you from a set of flaring nostrils still casting a shadow over you.

   "If you like that, you'll love this, sweet thing." The booming voice carried a surprisingly sweet-sounding Southern twang. A bright pink tongue wormed its way out between the two dark lips. Watching her dark hair bounce in the background of the frame, you could do nothing but retch as the stranger's taste buds slithered against your bare skin yet again, smelling deeply of mint, enough for your eyes to water. Tears fell down your cheeks as you found the mint unable to mask the vile odor of fried eggs now soaking its way into your hair. Dry heaving, your sense of identity melted away, as though it were being soaked into this woman's body fluids and drizzling upon the sticky skin below, replacing your personality with that of a shivering, trapped, panicked animal.

    Her pitch black lips wrapped around your waist, causing your hair to wash violent in a current of froth-ridden bubbles. Screaming, you could distinctly taste the rank, eggy flavor of her spit as it coated the inside of your mouth and sinuses. Wet crackling echoed over your ears while an agonizing terror exploded through your chest. Experiencing your heart pounding against the inside of your sternum, you grimaced while your thrashing form was slid against the inside of the woman's mucus-ridden cheek. Coughing, your body attempted to eject the woman's flood of thick, warm goo that the pusling flesh continuously stuffed into every one of your body's sockets.

    Muscular flooring thrust your bare body into a rippled, fleshy ceiling. Whimpering, you could sense the hard palate transition to soft, the spit-coated oral surface now draping upon your body like a restrictive tarp. You let out another agonized scream through scorched vocal cords.

   Dragged along a bumpy, slithering trail of taste buds, you shrieked the instant you detected the pulsing precipice to the endless woman's core. Any attempt you made to thrash in resistance was met with a frictionless nonchalance. The young woman, the stranger now surrounding you on all sides, shut her jaw tightly to pull you further into herself.

G'LCK

    Immediate and overwhelming smoothness glided over your nude body, caressing you over the sound and vibration of her calm heartbeat. "You went down so smooth." The immense woman said, booming all around you. An orchestra of bubbling, groaning, and rushing fluid sang all around you as fluttering spit bubbles crackled within the crevices of your ear. Landing in the pit of egg-laden vomit was so abrupt, you didn't realize what had happened until you were already submerged. Mucus and chewed egg, a sea of almost 100 degrees Fahrenheit, felt as though it were slithering around you with the same rhythm as her incessantly pulsing stomach. Your eyes burned, your nostrils couldn't stand the effervescent odor of scorching sludge.

    You choke out a mouthful of her puke. "Pl'es!" You try to scream, but soft chunks of egg white flood into your mouth, forcing you to suck them into your trachea and lungs while you gasp in pain. A sense of brutal disgust overtook you, an emotion so unique and even more stark than that of the fear. You were so thoroughly disgusted that it fused with your sensation of violation. Throwing yourself forwards, you land between two of her stomach folds. Though you know that they are perfectly smooth ripples of soft flesh, they feel like grating sandpaper to your softened skin. Spitting out a mucus-infused mixture of egg white chunks and ribbons of your inner cheeks, you blubber out another desperate plea, but can only eke out wet, gravelly noises barely distinguishable from the squelching that surrounds you. 

    Placing your hand against the wall, you experience your fingers hyperextend, detaching as the powerful force thrusts you backwards, sandwiching you between two smearing walls of hot flesh. One slides left and another slides rightwards, pressing egg white and mucus into your lesions as the outer layer of skin is slowly sloughed away by the churning action of this stranger's stomach. You can't help but let out a bubbling moan, unable to feel anything but an incomprehensible agony both physically and mentally. The shifting walls of flesh peeled your nose and eyelids away from your skull at a brutally slow pace. Your ear canals pressed up against the woman's stomach walls, you could hear her breathing and walking at an intimately close level as your brain involuntarily forced you to breathe through the three shredded holes in your head.

    Your consciousness didn't end all at once. It faded away slowly, making you experience the sensation of your muscles peeling from your arms and chest, now blasted with the scent of piping hot coffee. Letting out another bubbling groan, you can distinctly feel the walls around you quivering differently. Low, grumbling squelching echoes from below, the sounds of thick liquids being forced through peristaltic tracks. You can feel her sphincter's rippling through the wetness of her flesh. Another loud, wet bubbling groan whined from somewhere far below you. 

    Her body now activated, you could feel her walking, breathing more slowly, then shifting. "Ungh." You hear a grunt from above before an almost creaking, squelching rush sounding as though it was spilling below into somewhere outside. "No!" you managed to bubble through your teeth, your gums shredded by the sour acid. Her stomach smearing away the last of your consciousness while in a state of desperately needing to cry. Fixated on your last moments, listening to some stranger relieve herself, your emptied eye sockets could only spill blood. A wet, bubbling rush during a particularly abrupt churn crushed your jaw into your throat, causing loosened egg and warm snot to rush into your chest cavity. 

    Now limp, you allowed yourself the relief of spilling your consciousness away into a pool of soothing, inviting light.