Maya Fey the Gluttonous Beast
Shrunk by Ace Attorney Girls - Definitive Edition
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
hobbesaftrdark
Deciding that the mystery treat has a better place in her belly, Maya tilts her head back slightly.
“Down you go~!”
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You’re exhausted from the tongue rodeo, so there isn’t much you can do when said rodeo reaches its grand finale. Maya’s tongue slants upward and a deep groaning sound reverberates around the smelly cave you’re in.
You feel yourself sliding downward toward the squishy portal that is Maya Fey’s throat. You can even see it open up to greedily accept more grub for the girl’s growing body.
You use whatever strength you have left to try to grab onto anything that could save you from the slimy pit below. The taste buds are too flat and the uvula (and quite frankly any muscular structure in her mouth) is coated in a layer of mucus, so there is nothing you can keep your hands on.
Closing your eyes, you brace for the inevitable.
*gluck~!*
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“*gulp~!* Ahhhhhh…”
Maya sighs pleasantly as she feels her yummy snack slide down her throat.
“So good…”
She licks some extra potato off of her lips and teeth and places a hand on her slightly bloated belly.
*glllrrrrk…blooooorrrg…*
“Just a few more bites, okay~?”
Rubbing her belly, she reaches for another handful of fries and dumps it into her mouth.
“*munch, munch, smack* I wonder where that shrunken person went. Hope he’s doing okay…*munch, smack, munch…gulp*”
*grrrrrrrrrr…*
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A complete and utter chaotic wasteland. That is what you call Maya Fey’s stomach.
It’s only been a minute since you were eaten, and already you’ve concluded that this is what the post-apocalyptic world would look like in a cosmic horror story.
Dark, wet, slimy, disgusting. The noises sound like a Super-Saiyan whale. Acid is literally raining down from the “sky.” A sickly yellow-clear slime (probably mucus) is oozing out from the distant walls. Said walls are violently expanding and contracting, almost literally grinding the food to a paste.
Not even five minutes have passed, and it’s pretty clear that you’re hosed.
Your only hope now is that whatever shrunk you said some more “f**k you’s” to logic and made you invincible.
A powerful expansion causes a wave of cyme to rise over you. Are you safe from Maya Fey’s godlike metabolism?
“Down you go~!”
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You’re exhausted from the tongue rodeo, so there isn’t much you can do when said rodeo reaches its grand finale. Maya’s tongue slants upward and a deep groaning sound reverberates around the smelly cave you’re in.
You feel yourself sliding downward toward the squishy portal that is Maya Fey’s throat. You can even see it open up to greedily accept more grub for the girl’s growing body.
You use whatever strength you have left to try to grab onto anything that could save you from the slimy pit below. The taste buds are too flat and the uvula (and quite frankly any muscular structure in her mouth) is coated in a layer of mucus, so there is nothing you can keep your hands on.
Closing your eyes, you brace for the inevitable.
*gluck~!*
-----------------------
“*gulp~!* Ahhhhhh…”
Maya sighs pleasantly as she feels her yummy snack slide down her throat.
“So good…”
She licks some extra potato off of her lips and teeth and places a hand on her slightly bloated belly.
*glllrrrrk…blooooorrrg…*
“Just a few more bites, okay~?”
Rubbing her belly, she reaches for another handful of fries and dumps it into her mouth.
“*munch, munch, smack* I wonder where that shrunken person went. Hope he’s doing okay…*munch, smack, munch…gulp*”
*grrrrrrrrrr…*
-----------------------
A complete and utter chaotic wasteland. That is what you call Maya Fey’s stomach.
It’s only been a minute since you were eaten, and already you’ve concluded that this is what the post-apocalyptic world would look like in a cosmic horror story.
Dark, wet, slimy, disgusting. The noises sound like a Super-Saiyan whale. Acid is literally raining down from the “sky.” A sickly yellow-clear slime (probably mucus) is oozing out from the distant walls. Said walls are violently expanding and contracting, almost literally grinding the food to a paste.
Not even five minutes have passed, and it’s pretty clear that you’re hosed.
Your only hope now is that whatever shrunk you said some more “f**k you’s” to logic and made you invincible.
A powerful expansion causes a wave of cyme to rise over you. Are you safe from Maya Fey’s godlike metabolism?
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