"Oh! Before I forget," Jamie swipes you...
The Shrinking Virus- Collaberotica Version
Chapter 17
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bobbyryle975
"Oh!" the flesh around you jolted just before Jamie rolled over onto her back, releasing her breasts hold on you, "before I forget."
Confused, your eyes shot wide open when her dark fingers reached in for you again, pulling you out of the muggy prison and up to her face. Wondering what she wanted with you when she was just ready for bed.
Her soft lips parted as if to speak, but instead, her fingers released their grip on you and left you in free fall down towards them. It was only by the time your legs slid in past her lips which halted your descent around your chest that you realized what was happening.
"No! JAMIE!! We can talk abou-!" the pink, wrinkled portal surged up over your face as a wet suction ushered you the rest of the way in, sealing you in a hot, slimy vice until you were released with a pop. You slid onto a wild, powerful plain of fibrous tastebuds and drool, immediately punching and shoving against the malleable muscle while screaming out to its owner, "JAMIE PLEASE! DON'T EAT ME! WE HAD FUN! WE-" the world surged up, heaving you into the ridged, bony ceiling where the tongue brushed over you in rhythmic pulses. Floods of spit and stale breath enveloped your small body while Jamie sucked on you like a piece of hard candy. It was sick, every last horrible detail.
Even so, the squishy, slick tongue was also sliding and suckling your bare cock. As disgusting as her tasting was, it supplied copious shocks of pleasure you hadn't felt in ages, since your condition took place at least. It was cruel that you only found sexual stimulation as you were so close to death. Then some hope came out; was she just sucking on you as a treat for being a good toy? This could be a reward, or maybe just her playing around. Yeah, you weren't about to die. This is just another game!
The tongue heaved you and a pool of slobber farther back into the mouth. Now you recalled she was laying on her back. The only thing keeping you from falling straight into her gullet was that she wanted you near the front still. As the pressure on the pink field shifted, you experience the sinking sensation of pressure changing around you. Before you find the will to cry out again, a rolling pulse ushers you along the inline of the tongue, shooting you straight down headfirst over the back of the muscle. You try to angle your body to not go down so easily, but barely grazing the tip of her dangling uvula tells you how little room you take up once you're bucked around a sharp turn. Staring directly at her epiglottis, you're muffled cries burst out as the base of the tongue shoves you forward, the esophageal flap opens, and walls of muscles cave in all at once.
GLLLURK
An astronomically booming gulp launches you down the horizontal tunnel. You swiftly slide past her thundering heartbeat and the rushing vacuum of her lungs releasing a gentle sigh, a hurricane wind from your perspective. The trip is unbearably hot and claustrophobic, though depending on how you look at it, fortunately swift. Sooner than you'd come to understand you'd finally been swallowed alive, your face run into a seal of sorts. The muscular stopper, reacting to your arrival, shlorped over your head and mercilessly squeezed you through its portal before your natural weight carried you the rest of the way through.
The blast of muggy, acrid air hit first as you slid down the slope from the sphincter you came in from, followed by the sour smell of bile and vomit. The heat was more or less the same as the trip down, though the lethality in the air was more apparent than ever.
This was it. You were eaten. A fate feared by every living being that found themselves unfortunately low on the food chain. Horrific in the fact it hadn't always been the case. But here you were. Swallowed. Alive. And soon to be digested. The darkness was a greater insult, not even able to see the pulsing floors and walls that constantly knocked you off your balance.
"...Oh, no man, I def swallowed him..."
What? You could hear her still? The voice was muffled, but vibrated the walls just as the world suddenly rotated under you. You tried stepping up the slope to get your bearings, but the shift inevitably forced your compliance, throwing you over to the wall turned floor where the swamp of bile had now accumulated. You splashed into the frothy, sour muck disgracefully, quickly finding the surface and paddling to find a dry spot to escape the slurry.
"...Yeah, he was nice. Chewing would just be mean..."
The irony in her sentiment was infuriating while you were chest deep in her digestive enzymes. As you swam across blindly looking for land, your arm hit something solid in the mix. Curious, you pulled the odd, complex object from the pool. Feeling it with both hands, you found you could make out the visually recognizable features after a minute of touching it, and rounding your hand out over a thin, curved rod that ended in a blunted point told you this was a rib cage. At that moment, your foot also kicked into another, thicker bone against the surface of the gut. Now you recalled how many people she'd eaten today. How many skeletons had fallen apart in here? How many were around you now?
How long did you have?
"..Yeah, chill day, but let's konk out..." The world flipped over again, throwing you and the pool of mucous and acid to the opposite end of the stomach. Once again, you were buried in slop, slime, and more prevalent remains from her earlier meals as more bones knocked into your submerged body. Swimming to the surface, you found yourself in a deeper well. The stomach walls squeezed the slop to the point where you couldn't feel the ground anymore. Desperately, you swam to the surface, just as a tingling sensation started irritating your body.
It was starting! You broke the surface with a pained gasp, frantically turning each way as to find some safe haven. Swimming in all directions, you only found steep, throbbing walls that gave at the touch or pushed back against you. There was no climbing out, she'd turned to where the contents of her belly were all gathered into one pocket. You can't get out.
The tickle from the acids built to a light sting in no time, throwing you into further panic. You swam against the walls and beat them, tried finding a grip where they gave more elasticity, anything to escape! The gurgling cacophony beyond your prison mocked your attempts as your skin started to burn.
"Jamie! Jamie please!"
As if responding to your plea, the walls caved in, somehow squeezing around you tightly and raising the water level tremendously over your head as a rolling groan rocked her insides and shot upwards.
"*Urp*... 'Scuse me...." Just a burp. A single burp, and now he was doomed to drown as the stomach entrapped you completely. Even when it recovered from the expulsion of gas, you were left under the heavy mass of bile and chyme without the strength to swim up. A few bones were crushed into your sides, some falling apart after hours of exposure. You were next, the air was forced from your body, and there was none left to breath. You weakly floated down as the stomach walls bounced and throbbed around your acidic depth. Nothing to do but accept the darkness, and sink into her hungry depths.
"Night Sue!" her sing song voice resounded from above, muffled by the layers of muscle and organs as well as the gallons of muck.
'Goodnight Jamie...' was your last thought as consciousness slipped away.
Confused, your eyes shot wide open when her dark fingers reached in for you again, pulling you out of the muggy prison and up to her face. Wondering what she wanted with you when she was just ready for bed.
Her soft lips parted as if to speak, but instead, her fingers released their grip on you and left you in free fall down towards them. It was only by the time your legs slid in past her lips which halted your descent around your chest that you realized what was happening.
"No! JAMIE!! We can talk abou-!" the pink, wrinkled portal surged up over your face as a wet suction ushered you the rest of the way in, sealing you in a hot, slimy vice until you were released with a pop. You slid onto a wild, powerful plain of fibrous tastebuds and drool, immediately punching and shoving against the malleable muscle while screaming out to its owner, "JAMIE PLEASE! DON'T EAT ME! WE HAD FUN! WE-" the world surged up, heaving you into the ridged, bony ceiling where the tongue brushed over you in rhythmic pulses. Floods of spit and stale breath enveloped your small body while Jamie sucked on you like a piece of hard candy. It was sick, every last horrible detail.
Even so, the squishy, slick tongue was also sliding and suckling your bare cock. As disgusting as her tasting was, it supplied copious shocks of pleasure you hadn't felt in ages, since your condition took place at least. It was cruel that you only found sexual stimulation as you were so close to death. Then some hope came out; was she just sucking on you as a treat for being a good toy? This could be a reward, or maybe just her playing around. Yeah, you weren't about to die. This is just another game!
The tongue heaved you and a pool of slobber farther back into the mouth. Now you recalled she was laying on her back. The only thing keeping you from falling straight into her gullet was that she wanted you near the front still. As the pressure on the pink field shifted, you experience the sinking sensation of pressure changing around you. Before you find the will to cry out again, a rolling pulse ushers you along the inline of the tongue, shooting you straight down headfirst over the back of the muscle. You try to angle your body to not go down so easily, but barely grazing the tip of her dangling uvula tells you how little room you take up once you're bucked around a sharp turn. Staring directly at her epiglottis, you're muffled cries burst out as the base of the tongue shoves you forward, the esophageal flap opens, and walls of muscles cave in all at once.
GLLLURK
An astronomically booming gulp launches you down the horizontal tunnel. You swiftly slide past her thundering heartbeat and the rushing vacuum of her lungs releasing a gentle sigh, a hurricane wind from your perspective. The trip is unbearably hot and claustrophobic, though depending on how you look at it, fortunately swift. Sooner than you'd come to understand you'd finally been swallowed alive, your face run into a seal of sorts. The muscular stopper, reacting to your arrival, shlorped over your head and mercilessly squeezed you through its portal before your natural weight carried you the rest of the way through.
The blast of muggy, acrid air hit first as you slid down the slope from the sphincter you came in from, followed by the sour smell of bile and vomit. The heat was more or less the same as the trip down, though the lethality in the air was more apparent than ever.
This was it. You were eaten. A fate feared by every living being that found themselves unfortunately low on the food chain. Horrific in the fact it hadn't always been the case. But here you were. Swallowed. Alive. And soon to be digested. The darkness was a greater insult, not even able to see the pulsing floors and walls that constantly knocked you off your balance.
"...Oh, no man, I def swallowed him..."
What? You could hear her still? The voice was muffled, but vibrated the walls just as the world suddenly rotated under you. You tried stepping up the slope to get your bearings, but the shift inevitably forced your compliance, throwing you over to the wall turned floor where the swamp of bile had now accumulated. You splashed into the frothy, sour muck disgracefully, quickly finding the surface and paddling to find a dry spot to escape the slurry.
"...Yeah, he was nice. Chewing would just be mean..."
The irony in her sentiment was infuriating while you were chest deep in her digestive enzymes. As you swam across blindly looking for land, your arm hit something solid in the mix. Curious, you pulled the odd, complex object from the pool. Feeling it with both hands, you found you could make out the visually recognizable features after a minute of touching it, and rounding your hand out over a thin, curved rod that ended in a blunted point told you this was a rib cage. At that moment, your foot also kicked into another, thicker bone against the surface of the gut. Now you recalled how many people she'd eaten today. How many skeletons had fallen apart in here? How many were around you now?
How long did you have?
"..Yeah, chill day, but let's konk out..." The world flipped over again, throwing you and the pool of mucous and acid to the opposite end of the stomach. Once again, you were buried in slop, slime, and more prevalent remains from her earlier meals as more bones knocked into your submerged body. Swimming to the surface, you found yourself in a deeper well. The stomach walls squeezed the slop to the point where you couldn't feel the ground anymore. Desperately, you swam to the surface, just as a tingling sensation started irritating your body.
It was starting! You broke the surface with a pained gasp, frantically turning each way as to find some safe haven. Swimming in all directions, you only found steep, throbbing walls that gave at the touch or pushed back against you. There was no climbing out, she'd turned to where the contents of her belly were all gathered into one pocket. You can't get out.
The tickle from the acids built to a light sting in no time, throwing you into further panic. You swam against the walls and beat them, tried finding a grip where they gave more elasticity, anything to escape! The gurgling cacophony beyond your prison mocked your attempts as your skin started to burn.
"Jamie! Jamie please!"
As if responding to your plea, the walls caved in, somehow squeezing around you tightly and raising the water level tremendously over your head as a rolling groan rocked her insides and shot upwards.
"*Urp*... 'Scuse me...." Just a burp. A single burp, and now he was doomed to drown as the stomach entrapped you completely. Even when it recovered from the expulsion of gas, you were left under the heavy mass of bile and chyme without the strength to swim up. A few bones were crushed into your sides, some falling apart after hours of exposure. You were next, the air was forced from your body, and there was none left to breath. You weakly floated down as the stomach walls bounced and throbbed around your acidic depth. Nothing to do but accept the darkness, and sink into her hungry depths.
"Night Sue!" her sing song voice resounded from above, muffled by the layers of muscle and organs as well as the gallons of muck.
'Goodnight Jamie...' was your last thought as consciousness slipped away.
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June 3, 2023
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