Macro/Micro Stories by Cuddlekins! (11/15/17 New Story!)

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Macro/Micro Stories by Cuddlekins! (11/15/17 New Story!)

Postby Cuddlekins » Fri Jul 27, 2012 12:55 am

***There is a link in my sig to my Eka's Gallery! Please check that out for all of my stories!***

Okay, figured I'd share this story I wrote to keep myself fresh. Figured you folks would appreciate it. I feel like it drags on a bit at first, but hopefully it's worth it.

Midnight Swim (F/f, Oral, Soft, Giant Mermaid Predator, Human Prey)
On an especially hot day, Sophie decides to take a midnight skinny-dip in Lake Huron. In these frigid waters, she meets something she didn't expect, and the only thing bigger than that something is its appetite... and maybe the lake they were swimming in... and maybe a blimp...
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It was a hot, hot day. The intense heat radiating from the asphalt roads made it near impossible to see anything more than twenty feet away. The sun shone down on the city, heating the humid air to the point of being barely hospitable.

On this exceptionally infernal day, a young lady walked down the street, her left hand over her eyes to shield them from the sun. Sweat covered her pale skin, and her white tanktop was sticking to her body. Her light blonde hair hung limply over her shoulders, and her brown eyes darted between the people on the sidewalk, many of them carrying ice cream cones, bottles of various drinks, and battery-powered handheld fans. The girl sighed to herself and turned her eyes back to the street.

“Why is today so hot,” she groaned to herself. “Yesterday was fine... It wasn’t so humid at least.”

She passed by a flashing display in front of a bank, the marquee displaying the temperature, flashing “103°F” for the entire town to see. Again, the girl sighed as she passed the establishment before turning toward a small party store at a corner, walking up to the front door and slowly pushing it open.

The air-conditioning met her sweaty body as if she stepped into Heaven directly from Hell. The thick, choking air was quickly replaced with cool, gentle air. The door closed behind her, and she walked into the store, passing the racks of candy and snacks, towards the wall of fridges in the back. She opened one of the glass doors, reached in, and pulled out a cold bottle of water before walking back to the front, placing the bottle on the counter.

The cashier looked at the girl as he grabbed the scanner and waved it over the bottle’s barcode, the device emitting a soft beep.

“Hot day, isn’t it, Sophie?” he said to his customer. “Gonna swim in the lake?”

“Nah, just gonna lay in bed with the air conditioner on full blast,” said Sophie as she dug around in the pocket of her shorts. “I’m pretty tired after work.”

“Oh, I thought maybe it was because you heard of the lake monster?” the cashier as he handed Sophie her water bottle.

“A monster? In Lake Huron?” said Sophie as she took the bottle. “Since when?”

“I don’t know, something people are talking about. Apparently someone saw something weird in the lake around here. I think they’re crazy, honestly.”

“So like Loch Ness?” said Sophie. “That’s pretty weird.”

“Ah, well, have a good day,” the cashier said with a nod.

Sophie nodded back and left the store. She twisted the cap off and lifted the bottle to her lips, slowly sipping on the water, some of it rolling down her chin and dripping onto her shirt. She lowered the bottle, wiped away the water from her mouth, and continued her walk down the road to her house.

Away from the town, Sophie came up upon her home, a small house on the lake, a tiny wooden dock hanging over the beach. Quickly, she jogged up to the front door, pulled the door open, and stepped inside. Kicking off her shoes, she felt that the air was much cooler against her skin, and not nearly as oppressively humid.

Sophie stepped up to the thermostat on the wall and, with a few presses of a button, lowered the temperature inside the house. Already, she could feel the air getting cooler. With a gentle sigh, she slipped into her bedroom. She grabbed the hem of her shirt and quickly pulled it over head, casting it aside, leaving only her bra covering her moderately-sized, shapely breasts. She then leaped onto her bed and rolled onto her back, letting out a satisfied sigh. The cool air washed over her body, and slowly, her eyes closed, and she dozed off.

Her eyes opened again. Sophie sat up in the now dark room. She glanced at her alarm clock. It was past midnight. Her entire body was sweating again. The air was no longer cool, and the soft hum of the air conditioning unit wasn’t echoing through the house.

“Why is it so hot...” Sophie grumbled as she got up from her bed. “The AC is on, right...?”

She walked out of her room and to the thermostat on the wall. Its display was blank. Sophie pressed a few buttons, but nothing happened; the device didn’t even beep. She grabbed a flashlight and, with a deep sigh, she went to her back door, and walked outside. It was almost as hot as it had been during the day, but it was also much more humid. Her sweating increased tenfold as she walked around her house to the air conditioning unit.

“I wonder why it isn’t running,” said Sophie as she put her hand on the machine.

It was incredibly hot, causing Sophie to pull her hand away quickly. She looked down at the unit, then turned to look at the lake. The moonlight shimmered on the surface of the water, almost beckoning her in.

“Well,” she said, “Perhaps a dip in the lake would be nice right now...”

She walked to the wooden dock and slowly stepped up onto it. She looped her wrist into the strap on her waterproof flashlight and pulled it taut. She looked to the left of her, and to the right. Her house was relatively isolated from the rest of the town, and even if it wasn’t, almost everyone was asleep. Sophie looked back to the lake, then reached around to the hook of her bra and quickly undid it, the garment falling from her body, exposing her round breasts.

“Might as well make the most of it,” she said to herself as she stuck her thumbs under the waistband of her shorts, hooking her panties, as well. “Haven’t had a nice skinny dip in the lake in years.”

Sophie pulled her pants down from her waist and let them fall to her bare feet, and stepped out from them. She walked to the very end of the dock, bent her knees slightly, then leaped into the water. She landed with a splash and sunk into the clear water, her rear touching the rocky bottom before she bobbed back up to the surface.

She shivered as she floated in the shallow water. Her entire body was covered in goosebumps, and her nipples were rather hard. She shook the water from her face and started to swim out into the lake, stroking her way into open water, where her toes couldn’t touch the bottom.

“T-this feels really nice,” said Sophie through her shivering. “I really should’ve done this earlier.”

As she swam there in place, keeping herself afloat in the cold water, there was an audible splash out in deeper water. Sophie quickly turned to the source of the mysterious sound and grasped her flashlight, flicking it on. She hastily pointed her light out into the lake.Several waves radiated out of a single point not too far off. She hummed to herself as she swam closer to the strange splash, distancing herself further from the shore. There, she shined her flashlight down into the water. It didn’t even reach the bottom, the water was so deep. She moved the light around, trying to catch a glimpse of whatever startled here, but the water was entirely empty except for herself.

“Huh, well,” she said. “It was probably just a big fish. I should relax...”

Sophie switched off her flashlight and sighed to herself as she floated in the lake. Suddenly, something brushed against her leg.

“Eeh!”

Sophie squealed as she turned around and shined her flashlight into the water again. Once again, it was all clear. She hummed to to herself as she looked in the water.

“I, uhh... guess it’s another fish...”

Again, a mysterious splash filled Sophie’s ears, and she quickly flashed the light in its direction. This time, she caught the glimpse of a red and white blur, causing her to whimper and kick herself backwards in the water, moving her further away from shore.

“T-that’s a big fish!” she gasped. “A really big fish...”

Sophie kept the light on the water, panting as she searched for the thing she had seen a moment prior. Everything was quiet. The water was calm again, Sophie gently floating in place in the water. There was no movement barring the moonlight sparkling on the water’s surface. All of a sudden, a massive eruption of water exploded onto Sophie’s back. She whipped up her flashlight to see, sailing over her head, an enormous creature unlike any she had ever seen.

From the waist up, it was human, and clearly female. Her skin was very pale, her face was quite round, and her features were soft. She had breasts, but they were small, and her torso overall looked incredibly streamlined. Her body transitioned at the middle into a glossy red tail, gossamer flowing fins on the sides and on the tail. In short, it was a gigantic mermaid, splashing about in the lake.

The giant mermaid arced through the air before splashing back into the lake, creating a wave that washed over Sophie. She quickly swung the flashlight around in a desperate attempt to find shore, but the light hit not a single piece of land. Right in front of her, the giant mermaid emerged from the dark water and reached down for the girl. The giant’s hand was as long as Sophie was tall, and it wrapped around her naked torso, lifting her up out of the water.

“Augh, hey! Let me go!” cried Sophie was she wriggled and struggled in the mermaid’s grasp. “What are you doing!?”

The mermaid didn’t respond. She only looked down at the tiny girl moving about frantically in her hand. She stared as if she was entranced by the struggles of Sophie, attracted to the constant motion of her catch.

Sophie ceased her struggles, panting heavily, and looked up at her captor and shining the flashlight at her face. She had an innocent look in her eyes, and her dark hair only hung down to her shoulders. Her skin looked particularly smooth and shiny, and her cheeks were round and somewhat flushed.

The two maintained eye contact for several seconds. As they stared at each other, the mermaid pulled all but her thumb and middle finger from Sophie, holding her by the undersides of her shoulders. Slowly, she lifted Sophie up over her head.

“W-wait,” gasped Sophie, her breathing still heavy. “What are you—”

The mermaid slowly opened her mouth as wide as she could. The beam of Sophie’s flashlight fell on the giant maw, giving her a perfect view of the damp, twitching throat before her.

“N-n-no!” screamed Sophie. “Don’t!”

Sophie was lowered closer and closer to the mermaid’s open mouth. Frantically, Sophie kicked her legs as hard as she could. The wet breath of the mermaid washed over her as she struggled as hard as she could. Finally, Sophie was lowered into her mouth, and the giant lips closed around her waist.

Sophie continued to kick her legs in the humid wetness of the giant mermaid’s mouth. She could feel the suction of her mouth tugging on her body as the mermaid slurped on her prey. Slowly, Sophie was sucked deeper in, the tongue washing over her naked body hungrily. With another slurp, the mermaid’s lips were wrapped around Sophie’s chest, her breasts feeling the warm saliva flowing over them.

“Ungh... no, please,” cried Sophie, her legs now too fatigued to continue their ruckus. “Don’t eat me...”

Her captor’s tongue wrapped around her torso in one direction, then another, before licking up and down her tiny legs. Sophie pounded frantically against the mermaid’s face with both hands, her flashlight whipping against her giant cheek. Before long, Sophie felt the predator’s tongue moving up her back. It poked out from under her, its very tip wrapping over the top of her head. Once again, the mermaid’s mouth opened and the tongue retracted in, taking Sophie with it. Her face was blasted by a wave of breath as, slowly, she was taken into her captor’s cavernous mouth. Soft, undulating flesh wrapped around her feet as the mermaid closed her lips, the flashlight illuminating the wet, glossy trap she was stuck in.

“W-why is this happening...” Sophie quietly sobbed as she was pressed to the roof of the mouth by the tongue. “I can’t believe this...”

The flesh wrapped around her feet slowly overtook her up to her knees before it all suddenly opened up around her, allowing her to slide down into the mermaid’s throat. The flesh then tightened around her again, and slowly began to carry her downward.

Sophie was barely able to breathe as the flesh of the esophagus rippled vigorously against her body, gently lowering her down its seemingly endless length. The mermaid’s giant heart beat loudly, pounding against Sophie’s eardrums as she sank deeper and deeper into feminine creature’s digestive tract. Tears streamed down her face, which was already soaked in saliva.

After several seconds, Sophie felt the oppressive crushing on her legs ease up.Suddenly, the once rigid flesh gripping her loosened, and she dropped with a dull splat onto a floor of damp flesh.

Sophie grasped her flashlight and, slowly, lifted it up. She was trapped inside a prison of slimy, undulating pink flesh. The sphincter from which she dropped was dripping with saliva, a pool of which she was sitting in. Her body was sunken slightly into the soft, squishy lining of the stomach. The top of the organ was not high enough for her to stand up, being only a couple feet above her head.

Sophie remained silent. She was breathing hard, but the giant heartbeat of the one in which she now resided drowned out the sound of her heavy gasping. She couldn’t hear her own sobs over the grumbles and groans the stomach regularly emitted as it rippled and twitched around her. The smell of previously digested meals laid waste to her nostrils, and the humid air was more choking than the humid air on the outside.

Slowly, Sophia tried to stand up. Her feet sank into the soft flesh, and her shoulders pressed against the top of the stomach. She tried her best to straighten herself out, stretching the stomach as much as she can.

“L-let me out!” she cried. “This isn’t right!”

She fell back to her knees, turned to the stomach wall, and began pounding on it wildly, each blow landing with a splat. She pounded both fists against the fleshy walls one more time before turning back around. She slowly leaned forward before falling down onto her belly, and began sobbing loudly.

Back outside, the mermaid rubbed her tummy happily, smiling to herself as she floated on her back on the surface of the water. As she lounged, a soft hum echoed through the damp air. She looked up and saw a small boat with a bright white light on it. Startled, the mermaid plunged back into the depths, and swam out into deeper water. In a small depression on the lakebed, she curled up with a hand on her belly. She felt frantic movement inside of herself as she dozed off, with a satisfied smile across her pale face.

Sophie, still laying limply inside of the mermaid’s belly, sobbed softly to herself. Slowly, she curled up into a fetal position, her hands around her ankles. The stomach groaned loudly, and something dripped onto her face, causing it to itch uncontrollably. Sophie cried loudly. Her fate was sealed.

The Walk Home (F/f, Oral, Soft, Giant Lamia Predator, Possibly-Underaged Human Prey depending on how "late teens" is taken)
On her way home from high school, Melanie takes a shortcut through big, dense woods. Naturally, that's going to end well and she'll surely make it home without anything eating her in an erotic fashion.
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A loud bell chimed out from a school, and people began to pour out from its front doors, walking home after a long day of classes. Among this crowd was a young girl, in her late teens, straying from the crowd and walking alone. She wore a long-sleeved navy blue jacket over her slender body, its chest left partially unbuttoned to reveal a white t-shirt underneath. Her white skirt reached halfway down her thin thighs, and she wore white stockings up to her knees with black flat shoes on her feet. The girl’s hair was bright blonde and short, with a tiny black bow tied to the left side of her head.

The girl strolled across the street, a large blue bag hanging from her shoulder, towards a large forest. She stopped and looked up at the large trees before her. The cool autumn wind blew through the woods, rustling the leaves which displayed vibrant reds and oranges. Before her was a narrow dirt path, winding its way into the large, deep forest. The girl sighed and took a step forward.

“Hey, wait!” another voice called frantically behind her. “You dropped something!”

The blonde-haired girl turned around to see another girl, wearing a similar uniform, but with long red hair, running towards her.

“You dropped your ID card, Miss, uhh...”

The red-haired girl looked at the card, reading the name of its owner.

“Melanie? This is your card?” she asked as she handed the other girl her card.

“Oh, uhh, yeah,” said Melanie as she took the card and slipped it into one of the pockets on her coat. “Thank you.”

The girl smiled back and nodded enthusiastically.

“No problem! You going into the woods?” she asked, her eyes fixed on the girl she had just helped.

“Oh, yeah,” Melanie replied. “I live a bit out of the way, and this trail is the fastest way home.”

“Oh, cool! I heard there was something weird in there, but oh well, see ya next week!”

The redhead nodded once more before turning back to the road and trotting off. Melanie tilted her head with a puzzled look on her face. She thought to herself about the weird something her classmate had warned her about before simply shrugging and turning back to the wooded path and starting to walk back home.

Melanie made her way through the dense forest flaming with the warm colors of the season. With each gust of wind, leaves showered the path as Melanie trekked deeper and deeper into the woods, the trees getting denser and taller as she continued. Before long, the path was bathed in the shadow of the forest’s canopy. Melanie looked up. Not an inch of the cloudy sky was visible behind the ocean of orange and yellow leaves. It was a normal walk home. It’d be just a couple more miles before the woods cleared up and she’d be at her house.

Suddenly, a twig snapped.

Melanie stopped and swung around to face the source of the noise. She saw nothing but forest. Before she could turn around again, she caught a blur from the corner of her eye. Her breathing picked up, and she could feel her heart pounding against the inside of her chest.

“W-what was that,” she gasped. “P-probably just a squirrel or something. Letting what that girl said get to me, is all...”

Melanie stood still. There was only silence. She slowly turned around, scanning the forest. Only trees and shrubs were visible. She took in her surroundings, and sighed.

“Guess it was nothing...”

She turned back to the path and began walking again. However, a giant blur suddenly shot across the path, and a giant scaly tail blocked it off. With a shriek, Melanie turned and started to run away, but before she even took one step, something crashed against her back, sending her forward into the ground and making her drop her bag. As she tried to stand herself back up, something tugged against the back of her skirt. Whatever it was pulled her with great strength, and she was lifted from the dirt with ease.

Melanie lifted several meters off the ground, hanging by her skirt. Whatever was holding her turned her around to face the opposite direction. She first saw a giant, feminine face with large green eyes and long, smooth brown hair falling over her shoulders. As Melanie’s eyes wandered downward, she saw a slender, naked torso with firm, round, average-sized breasts. The torso quickly transitioned into what appeared to be the tail of a snake, showing green scales with white and black patterns going down the length with a white underbelly. The tail laid sprawled across the forest floor and wrapped around a tree. Melanie looked back at the face of the giant snake-girl that held her dangling from her fingers.

“W-wait, you’re like that lamia thing,” asked Melanie. “Can you speak?”

The giant lamia said not a word, only tilting her head while she smiled wide-eyed at Melanie, who let out an uneasy whimper as she looked down at her skirt.

“Well, this is getting sort of uncomfortable,” said Melanie to the snake girl, “so could you let me go, please?”
The snake-girl continued her silence. She moved Melanie close to her face and stuck her tongue out before pressing it against the girl.

“Eeugh!” cried Melanie as she felt the giant snake-girl’s wet tongue splash against her, licking her entire body and soaking her in saliva.

The lamia pulled her tongue back, and grimaced as she stared Melanie down. Slowly, she stuck out her tongue once again and pressed its tip against Melanie’s legs, carefully licking upward until her tongue touched her bare thighs. She then let her tongue swish against the bare skin, swirling around and washing over what little skin was exposed.

The lamia grabbed Melanie with her other hand, wrapping her fingers around her waist, before letting go of her skirt. Melanie, still thoroughly soaked in the snake-girl’s spit, looked up at the giantess.

“W-what are you doing?” she cried. “Let me go!”

Melanie wriggled in the lamia’s grasp as the lamia carefully pinched the end of one of her stockings between her finger and thumb. She quickly pulled it away from her leg. She gave it one more pull, removing the stocking, along with a shoe, from Melanie’s foot. Melanie winced as she felt her shoe forcibly yanked from her foot, leaving it exposed to the chilly autumn air. The lamia then grabbed her other stocking in the same way, yanking it off and casting it aside with the shoe that was worn over it.

The lamia then lifted Melanie to her face. Her tongue emerged from her lips once more and landed against the girl’s shins. Melanie groaned as the giant tongue licked up and down her bare legs, wrapping around them, pushing in between them, and sliding down her legs to wash her bare feet in saliva, making her toes curl.

“Eeengh, stop!” cried Melanie, whose heart was still raising a ruckus in her chest. “This is gross! Stop!”

Melanie began flailing her legs at the lamia’s tongue, her feet repeatedly landing against the soft, wet flesh with a dull splat. The lamia blinked a bit and retracted her tongue, still smiling brightly. She reached for the girl’s skirt and gripped it with her index finger and thumb tightly, the girl’s struggles not deterring her in the slightest. With a steady motion, the skirt was yanked from her waist and slipped down her legs and over her feet before being dropped to the forest floor, leaving only her white panties with a pink heart on the crotch. Melanie blushed deeply as she felt the breeze against her bare hips, the lamia looking down at her with a gleam of excitement in her eyes.

The lamia lifted Melanie over her head. Her soft lips slowly parted, puffing the girl with a wave of warm breath. Her tongue once again emerged from her mouth and pressed against the sole of Melanie’s left leg, sliding up her leg, swishing around the thigh before moving over to her right leg, thoroughly licking it, as well. The tongue swirled around and in between the girl’s legs, occasionally prodding her crotch. Melanie tried to kick desperately at the lamia’s tongue, but she was thoroughly unfazed. The lamia pulled her tongue back and opened her mouth before bringing it upon Melanie’s lower half, closing her lips around her waist.

“Aah!” yelled Melanie as she felt the lamia’s warm lips close tightly around her. “Don’t! I don’t want to be eaten! Stop!”

Melanie tried to wriggle out of the snake-girl’s mouth, but no amount of struggling budged her from either the lamia’s lips or her hand, which was still gripping her torso. Inside, she could feel the giant tongue probing her flesh randomly. She winced and her cheeks turned as red as they could, even as she was slowly pulled out from the lamia’s mouth, a strand of saliva briefly hanging between one of her feet and the tip of the tongue.

“A-are you done...?” gasped Melanie, shivering as the cold wind blew against her lower half, which was dripping with the giant snake-girl’s spit.

The lamia, however, did not respond. Still smiling brightly, she stuck her index finger under the girl’s jacket. Holding the lower flap down, she quickly lifted her finger against the fabric, the buttons snapping quickly and sharply. She then reached to her feet and grabbed her ankles before letting go of her torso, letting her dangle upside down. The lamia grabbed Melanie’s jacket and, with a quick motion, pulled it downwards, the sleeves easily sliding off from the girl’s dangling arms, leaving her in her t-shirt.

Melanie looked at the ground at the pile of clothing stripped from her body. As she let out a groan of defeat, she felt a tug on her t-shirt.

“W-Wha--” shrieked Melanie as she was suddenly muffled by her own shirt being pulled over her head and dangling arms, leaving only her bra. “Stop! This isn’t fun for me!”

Melanie, now in only her underwear, was lifted again over the lamia’s head. She stared down at the snake-girl, who smiled and blinked back at her. Suddenly, the snake-girl opened her mouth widely, Melanie hanging right over it.

“Aah, no more!” cried Melanie. “Stop!”

She closed her eyes tightly as she was lowered in. She felt the air around her turn from crisp and cold to warm and steamy. Something soft and wet splashed against her face, and she felt the lips close around her middle again. Slowly, she opened her eyes. It wasn’t much brighter than her eyelids. Before she could react to her situation, Melanie was pressed against the lamia’s palate. The tongue licked her frontside vigorously, the force wearing away at her bra. The wet muscle bent downward, and its tip began roughly stroking her. With a few more licks, many stitches and bands in her bra gave way, causing it to hang from her back, leaving her small breasts exposed to the lamia’s excited tongue, which dropped back to the bottom of the lamia’s mouth. Melanie laid on the undulating muscle, heavily fatigued and soaked to the bone.

Outside, the lamia stood in place, her cheeks glowing a soft pink as she enjoyed her little snack, whose legs dangled weakly from her mouth. Done savoring the young girl’s flavor, she lifted a finger to her mouth. Melanie felt something press against her crotch, pushing her deeper into the mouth. Her waist entered the darkness, and her head was pushed into the soft flesh of the throat.

“Nngh,” Melanie moaned, locks of blonde hair sticking to her wet, sticky face. “No... please...”

All the while, the giant tongue washed over her body as the lamia slurped her legs up. Melanie felt her thighs rubbing against the lamia’s lips as they entered, then her knees, her calves, and her feet, Melanie wincing as she felt the flesh of the lips wub against her tender soles. As more of her was consumed, Melanie’s body arched downward more and more, until she felt as though she was sinking, headfirst, into a warm, squishy sinkhole.

Satisfied with Melanie’s flavor, the lamia gently tilted her head back, and gulped, a vague bulge travelling down her throat. She sighed with pleasure as her cheeks turned rosy and she rubbed her belly with satisfaction.

Inside, however, it was not so peaceful. The muscles of the esophagus tightened around Melanie, holding her body tightly during her descent. Melanie felt her panties slip from her waist as she was pushed down the narrow, fleshy tube. With each contraction of the muscles, she sank deeper, and her panties were displaced further. Even after she felt the garment liberate itself from her feet, she continued. Before long, however, her head was freed from the esophagus, Melanie gasping for a breath as she entered the open space. More of her left the sphincter, and she dropped onto a soft landing.

Melanie pushed herself up on her arms. She was bathed in absolute darkness. Even as she blinked and her pupils dilated, she could make out barely any details of her prison by sight. However, her other senses were well at work; her nose picked up a sour scent that reminded her of vomit. Harsh, humid air rubbed against her naked body, and on her hands and knees, she stood on a soft, squishy floor coated in slime. Various grumbles echoes from all directions, the fleshy cavern occasionally growling as it quivered hungrily. As she stood in her compromised position, a drop of warm slime dripped onto her back.

Melanie collapsed to the ‘floor’ and rolled over, landing on her back with a splat. The tears dripping from her eyes mixed with the saliva that covered her cheeks. The persistent motion of the stomach walls massaged her back, a feeling that may have been more relaxing in any other circumstance.

“S-so I’m just food then...” Melanie sobbed to herself. “There’s nothing I can do...”

She felt no reason to struggle. She was exhausted, wet, and naked, inside the belly of a giant snake-girl. She gently wept for herself as she closed her eyes, and quietly accepted her fate...

The lamia’s hand stroked her own tummy. She felt movement inside. Not frantic movement, but movement nonetheless. Her lips were curled into a bright, happy smile. The girl tasted as good as she looked, and was rather filling, as well. She let out a gentle belch before slithering away from the path, disappearing back into the dense forest where she dwelled.

---

Many hours later, a voice echoed through the forest.

“Melanie!? Where are you!?”

A girl strolled through the woods, her hands cupped around her mouth, calling out as loud as she could.

“Melanie! Are you out here!? Answer me!”

The girl noticed something on the path, and quickly jogged up to it. She kneeled down beside what appeared to be a pile of clothes. Carefully, she grabbed the navy blue jacket and reached into the breast pocket, and pulled out a card. She looked at it and gasped.

“Shit... Melanie!” she cried. “Please tell me you’re alright!!”

Little did she know that a large pair of eyes were upon her. Not far away, a familiar face stared at the girl, licking her lips and eager to show her just where Melanie had gone.

In Her Web (F/ff, Oral, Soft, Giant Drider Predator, Human Prey, some foot-focus)
An explorer named Jessie searches for a lost expedition, which included her older sister, on a mysterious jungle island. And she does it alone, too! Without any weapons! We all know what that means~
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The clear sky was invisible from the forest floor. Beneath the shadows of tall, vine-covered trees, a lone girl walked across the muddy ground. She wore a camo-green jacket covered in pockets and pouches, its front unbuttoned, revealing a white tanktop with a little cleavage and a little midriff. On her back she wore a beige knapsack, and her shorts matched the color of her jacket. As her heavy leather boots sloshed through the muck, she she ran her hand through her long, red bangs, clearing them from her safe as she looked up to the trees, as tall as skyscrapers, that surrounded her. From where she walked, she couldn’t see the top; vines, branches covered with green, and various foliage as formed a thick ceiling that kept the canopy out of sight.

With an impressed huff, she reached into one of her breast pockets, and pulled out a small notepad. She flipped it open with her right hand and began to write.

“This is Jessie Edison,” her pencil scratched down, “It is my first day on this island. So far, it appears to be as lush and green as we anticipated.”

She looked back up to where she was walking, before looking back to her notepad.

“I wish we knew more, but the expedition brought here to explore had vanished. Against the will of everyone else aboard the boat, I rowed over to maybe uncover what happened to them. Not sure what will happen to me, so I’m keeping this journal in case something goes wrong.”

As she traveled through the forest, Jessie came across a small cliff, roughly the height of her knees. She approached the rocky step and sat down on it, lifting her legs and swinging them onto the stone. She stood up, brushed the dust from her backside, and continued to write in her journal.

“The island is relatively small, so I’m taking the easiest path into the center, since they would have followed this same route. I don’t expect survivors, but I can’t be sure of anything at this time.”

Jessie’s pencil stopped. She tapped the paper with the lead, humming to herself before sighing and closing the notepad, putting it and her pencil back into her pocket. Walking deeper into the dense forest, she came across a steep drop-off. She stopped at the edge, and looked down. The drop was probably several meters down. It appeared to be a sort of large caldera, but the ground looked a bit odd; it was white and wispy, like spider web. Jessie looked forward, and saw many trees intermittently scattered across the floor of the caldera, their branches intertwining and fanning out to create paths over the land, large enough for a person to walk on. Jessie then looked to her left, then to her right. She was blocked on both sides by dense vegetation.

Once again looking ahead, Jessie sighed and looked down to a broad tree branch, hanging a short distance away from the cliff. She bent her knees. With a deep inhale, she leaped from the cliff, hurdling herself over the short distance between her and the branch. She landed on the branch, first landing on her feet, wobbling sideways before bending down and grabbing the branch with her hands, stabilizing herself. She stood up straight, and started to walk the narrow path.

Holding her arms out slightly to maintain her balance, Jessie walked across the branch, slowly putting one foot in front of the other. As she approached the trunk of the tree, she looked above, and saw another sturdy branch hanging above her. Standing under it, she leaped upward and draped her arms over the top of it, keeping her up as she lifted herself onto the new branch. Jessie stood up and looked out over the caldera from where she stood. Through the trees, she could see the other end of the depression. The entire caldera looked white and wispy, from one end to the other.

With a sigh, Jessie continued her hike, crossing the caldera through the low, bare branches of its trees. On the other end of the branch on which she walked, there was another, below her, poking out from a wide, grey trunk. Jessie turned to face it, and slowly bent her knees. She took a long, deep breath, and leaped. She arced through the air, and landed on the branch.

The minute Jessie’s boots made contact with the branch, a deep creaking filled the air, and Jessie felt as though she was tilting backwards. She quickly shrieked and leaped forward, wrapping her arms around the branch, which had snapped at its base. Jessie grunted as she struggled to hang onto the branch, which swung gently from a single fiber. Carefully, she slid her arms up, and shimmied up the branch. Her breathing slowly increased as she slowly slid her way up. She flinched with each snap and creak. With a steady arm, she lifted her hand to grab the top of the broken branch. As she clamped her palm around the snapped fibers, the last bond between the tree and its branch broke with a loud crack.

Jessie felt her heart sink as she plummeted to the ground. As she felt the wind against her back, she closed her eyes, anticipating a quick, abrupt end as she crashed to the ground. She didn’t have time to cry or scream. She hit something, but it wasn’t ground. Her descent slowed, and she sprung back up, before falling again, bouncing up, and down, before finally, she stopped moving.

Slowly, her eyes opened. Jessie laid on the wispy white substance, suspended several meters above the ground. She tried to lift one of her legs, but the whiteness clung tightly to her skin, keeping her stuck on her back. She made an attempt to lift her head to look around, but her red hair stuck to the stuff, as well, yanking on her scalp when she looked up.

“Ungh,” mumbled Jessie as she tried to yank her arms from the sticky film. “What is this!?”

There was a whimper nearby, catching Jessie’s attention. She tried to turn her head, but the white stuff, once again, yanked her hair too much, forcing her to look only up. Still, she spoke.

“Is someone else there!?” she called out. “Hello!?”

“H-hello!?” the voice called back. “S-someone’s still alive!?”

Jessie gasped with surprise, having found a survivor?

“Y-yes!” she gasped back. “This is Jessie Edison! Who am I speaking to!?”

“J-Jessie!?” the voice called back with surprise. “This is your sister, Lisa! What the hell are you doing here!? You were still on the ferry when we went out!”

“I came back for you!”

“You came alone!? Why did you come alone!?”

“E-everyone else was in favor of abandoning the mission and returning to the mainland! I had no other choice!”

Jessie could hear Lisa grumble. She gave a sigh of guilt as her sister began to speak again.

“Jessie, do you have any idea where we are!?” said Lisa. “This is a giant spider web!”

Jessie’s eyes widened, and she felt as if her stomach was being wrung out like a sponge.

“S-so there’s a giant spider...?” she whimpered.

“Eeh, not quite...” Lisa replied.

“Thousands of tiny spiders, then?”

“Eeeh, you won’t believe me when I tell you, but-”

The web began to vibrate, as if it was being rapidly plucked.

“Wait, shit, she’s coming...” Lisa grumbled.

Jessie turned her head as much as she could towards the source of her sister’s voice.

“Wait, ‘she’...?”

The vibrations grew stronger and stronger with each passing second. Jessie further turned to face the source, ignoring the pain from her pulled hair. What emerged from the shadows made her heart drop: a huge, black spider. However, where its head would normally have been, was the hips of a pale girl, completely nude from where her human skin met the chitinous thorax, to her head, topped with short, almost bluish black hair. Between her fair skin, cherubic face, and surprisingly well-kept smooth black hair with blunt bangs, the huge spider-girl may have appeared cute to her captives in any other circumstance.

“Yeah,” said Lisa bluntly. “This is what owns the web.”

Jessie’s eyes remained fixed on the spider-girl. She notice one of her backmost legs and front legs tap together, and with that, her two front legs started spinning Lisa around on the web, weaving silky bindings around her body.

“You should’ve stayed at the ferry, Jessie,” said Lisa as she was rotated and bound with webbing.

Jessie didn’t reply. She only watched as a thin layer of silk was wrapped around her body and legs, preventing her from moving at all. The spider-girl stopped spinning Lisa and lifted her up with one of her legs, the girl dangling from a short gossamer string. She grabbed the string from which Lisa hung and let the girl, who was wriggling like an earthworm, dangle in front of her face.

Jessie watched the spider-girl’s tongue poke out from her mouth and wash over her lips before retracting it. The spider’s eyes showed no sign of malice, but rather, a sort of childlike eagerness as Lisa struggled in front of her face.

Slowly, the spider-girl’s lips parted, and her mouth opened wide. She swung Lisa, slowly, at first, towards her open maw. Like a pendulum, Lisa swung farther and farther with each motion. She swung towards the mouth, and her face was bathed in warm, humid air. She swung back, and swung forward again, this time her head entering the spider-girl’s mouth. Finally, with one final swing, she flew in. At that moment, the spider-girl’s lips closed around Lisa’s torso. Jessie watched as the spider-girl slurped on her sister. The spider-girl’s jaw rotated as Lisa continued to struggle, her body undulating as she was slowly sucked deeper into the spider-girl’s mouth. More and more of Lisa disappeared behind the monster’s lips, her torso getting sucked in, then her rear, and finally, her legs, slowly getting slurped up like two rigid noodles.

Jessie’s eyes were stuck on Lisa’s feet, the last thing visible of her, before they, too, vanished into the abyss. There were a few seconds of nothing aside from subtle movement from the spider-girl’s jaw before she quickly tilted her head back. Jessie saw the muscles in the monster-girl’s neck contract, and she shivered violently. That was it. Lisa, her sister, was gulped down, like a piece of candy.

The spider-girl let out an almost squirrely sigh, a satisfied smile on her face. Then, she turned to look at Jessie. The girl’s heart plummeted. As the monster-girl approached her, Jessie wriggled and fought against the web she was tangled in with all of her might. She tried to yank her limbs free as the lovely arachnid loomed over her, her spindly, chitinous legs planted on her body. With a quick motion, one of the legs slowly rotated Jessie, wrapping a thread of silk around her body and pulling it taut, sticking her arms firmly against her. From there, the spider-girl simply spun her around, winding silk around her body, After several quick spins, the spider turned her attention to Jessie’s legs, rotating her several times, winding them up until they were tightly held together.

Jessie’s body shivered with fright as the spider-girl plucked her from the web, holding her up to where her hand could reach. Now Jessie, like her sister, dangled over the face of a hungry monster, by a single strand of barely-visible webbing, sticking out from her chest. Tears began to well up in her eyes as the spider-girl’s childlike face dominated her field of vision. The spider-girl grimaced, and stuck her tongue out. On her tongue was two leather boots, which she scraped off onto the web with her incisors. She then looked to Jessie’s feet.

Slowly, the spider-girl lifted her other hand, and pinched one of Jessie’s feet, tugging on it strongly. Jessie grunted as her leg was yanked on before, finally, the boot came off, leaving her foot completely bare. The spider-girl flicked it away and grabbed the other one, pulling on it with great strength. The pain of her leg getting stretched overwhelmed Jessie, and she straightened her foot, allowing the boot to come off much easier. It slid off and it, too, was cast aside.

Slowly, Jessie was lifted over the spider-girl’s wide-eyed, cheerful face. Jessie whimpered as she looked down at the carefree predator, well aware that there was only one way she was going to go. She gazed at the monster’s smiling lips, waiting almost impatiently for them to part. Soon, enough though, the mouth steadily opened, strands of saliva visible inside the dark, dank cavern beneath her feet. As Jessie sobbed quietly to herself midair, the spider-girl let her tongue slide out from her mouth. Its tip reached up to Jessie and splashed against her feet, washing over her soles and soaking everything up to her ankles in saliva. Jessie whimpered and curled her toes as her captor thoroughly tasted her tender feet. The spider-girl’s cheeks reddened as her tongue made its way up her prey’s legs. The glistening muscle slid across Jessie’s shins, soaking the her bare flesh in the slimy liquid.

The spider-girl’s tongue pulled back, and her mouth opened wider. Jessie was hypnotized by the sight, the spider's damp, shiny throat throbbing behind her uvula, which twitched playfully. Jessie breathed nervously and shivered as she felt herself being inched into the waiting maw. The spider-girl’s breath blew Jessie’s bangs over her face, tickling her nose. The warm air washed over her wet feet, chilling her soles and eliciting a soft cry from Jessie. Her legs were inside the spider’s mouth, and the large tongue under her poked out slightly, to help “welcome” Jessie in. The spider-girl lowered her prey onto her tongue and gently seated her bottom on its tip.

Jessie felt her rear land on the soft flesh of the spider-girl’s tongue, her knees raised up and her feet dug into the squishy muscle. At this point, the spider-girl closed her lips around Jessie’s stomach. She let her tongue slip out of her lips, sliding under her prey. As smooth and shiny as the tongue looked to Jessie, it felt bristley and rough as it slid out under her, itching and tickling her soles in the process. The tongue held itself against Jessie’s back and curled up over her head as its owner slowly tilted her head back. Her mouth opened a bit, and she started to retract her tongue, taking Jessie with it...

Very steadily, Jessie was lowered into the dark, fleshy cavern. What little light shined in from the spider-girl’s open mouth softly lit up her destination: damp, flesh, twitching and rippling, all converging into a single point, a small opening, waiting anxiously to take the spider-girl’s prey to her final destination. The tongue arched under her, and the flesh around her contracted and undulated, forcing her deeper in. She looked at her bare feet as they slipped into the narrow passage before her, enveloped in the smooth, slippery flesh. The lips closed behind her, and the light was all but snuffed out. Jessie was blinded as she felt herself sucked deeper into the throat. The spider-girl, smiling and blushing with the girl in the back of her throat, further tilted her head back and, finally, swallowed.

Jessie was suddenly completely enveloped in warm flesh as she was pulled down into the spider-girl’s gullet. The walls of the esophagus rippled around her, lowered her gently down the length of the spider-girl’s chest cavity. She struggled to breath as she was pushed down the narrow tube to the stomach.

Outside, the spider-girl, rubbed her belly, smiling brightly, satisfied with her meal. Her eight legs all spread out, and her thorax plopped itself lazily on the web as the last of her prey slipped into her stomach. Inside, Jessie could feel her legs slip out from the tight grip of the esophagus. With another push, the rest of her dropped from the sphincter and into the stomach. Her bottom landed in a puddle of saliva with a dull splash. She spread her legs out, the webbing binding her limbs weakened and destroyed by the esophageal muscles.

The first thing Jessie noticed was a lantern beside an open knapsack, lit up inside the stomach, revealing the softly swaying pink walls around her, dripping with slime onto the floor, which was gently undulating beneath her. Not far from the lantern was Lisa, pounding frantically against the walls of the stomach with her fists and crying incoherently.

“L-Lisa...?” Jessie said softly.

Lisa lowered her fists from the stomach walls and turned to face her sister, still sitting under the sphincter from which she dropped. Lisa quickly scrambled across the slippery flesh towards Jessie, and embraced her, wrapping her wet, slimy arms around her.

“I wish you would’ve stayed back at the boat,” whispered Lisa. “You’d be safe with the others and not in here with me...”

Jessie sighed and wrapped her arms around her sister.

“I’m sorry, Lisa,” she replied. “I just wanted to know what happened to you...”

“Well, now you know...” Lisa sighed back. “I guess what’s done is done... at least I won’t be alone in here...”

As they sat in each other’s arms, the stomach grumbled, its loud voice reverberating between the soft, undulating walls. Lisa sighed and released her arms from Jessie and dropped onto her back. Jessie hummed and crawled up besides her, laying on her side and facing Lisa.

“So, Jessie,” said Lisa as she looked up, watching the stomach’s ceiling in motion above her head. “How long do you think we have?”

“I-I can’t say,” Jessie replied. “I guess whenever it happens, but... before it does, Lisa... I love you.”

“I love you, too, Jessie... I’m sorry...”

At that moment, the entire organ shifted with a growl, startling the sisters and knocking over the lantern, which rolled into a puddle of saliva. Slowly, its light began to die, bathing Jessie and Lisa in darkness that would last for the rest of their incredibly shortened lives...

The spider-girl continued to rub her belly, laying content on her web as she began to digest her meal. She let out a light belch, before stretching her arms and many legs. She crossed her arms over her chest and, slowly, drifted off to sleep.


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Re: Midnight Swim(F/f, soft oral vore,mermaid pred,human pre

Postby MangoMonkey » Fri Jul 27, 2012 1:17 am

That was a nice read~ Mmmm, always appreciate some fine F/F Macro / Micro stuff. :)

Especially liked the way the mermaid took Sophie into her mouth~
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Postby printz » Fri Jul 27, 2012 2:48 pm

I really enjoyed it. I think it helps that I have a clear understanding of what Lake Huron is like. Like the other great lakes, it's more of an inland fresh water sea. The lake is littered with thousands of shipwrecks. I personally find it a beautiful but terrifying sight if I'm around Port Austin. The lake could hold anything. Humans who underestimate the lake would be easy prey. I have a real phobia when it comes to shipwrecks, which is why my preds try so hard to be social land bound creatures. Your mermaid is as cold and silent as the vast lake she calls home. You could do great things with lake Huron or even the other lakes. "Superior, they say, never gives up her dead." You might be on to the reason why. You did some great writing by the way.
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Postby Cuddlekins » Fri Jul 27, 2012 4:52 pm

Ah yes, thanks :3

Yeah, I do live up here around the lakes. I mean, I'm a fair bit inland, around the Flintish area, but I figured my best bet was using one of the Lakes XD.

Was originally going to use Superior, actually. Superior's bigger and more remote, so I guess it'd be easier to imagine something unknown living there. o: Not sure why I changed at the last minute, but... meh ^^;
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Postby printz » Fri Jul 27, 2012 5:38 pm

Lake Superior is horribly cold and no one in her right mind would go out for a late night swim there. I know because I, well, wasn't in my right mind. Someone in a small boat just exploring might just dissapear and leave an empty boat and a mystery. They are your lakes now. All sorts of things might happen.
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Postby Cuddlekins » Fri Jul 27, 2012 5:48 pm

Yeah, that's probably why. Though to be fair, Lake Superior felt pretty good on a day that was probably as hot and humid as the one depicted, thought that was still daylight...
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Postby printz » Fri Jul 27, 2012 6:01 pm

If you're ever in the area of Huron City or Grindstone City, you might pick up some interesting reading material and some little known history you might be able to use. The Pointe aux Barques lighthouse was near there. The Parcells family had it moved from its original location. Elizabeth Parcells (look her up and you'll understand) was one of the world's great coloratura sopranos, a great personal friend and a loss to the world and everyone who loved her. She used to swim the waters of Lake Huron on a regular basis. Now here's an interesting story for people who might find this information useful. The first flush toilet ever installed in the U.S. was installed in the Phelps home at Huron city. Anyway, those waters are dangerous. Your mermaid is likely to have feasted well over the years. I envisioned my "Huntress Dianne" to be taking care of an area near Oscoda. There is a lot of peace and quiet. Preds could go about their business of gulping down people without annoying interruptions.
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Postby Bright » Sat Jul 28, 2012 7:37 am

I enjoyed reading this story.
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Postby rapper » Sat Jul 28, 2012 2:46 pm

Awesome story
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Postby Cuddlekins » Sat Jul 28, 2012 4:13 pm

Thanks for reading, and I'm thoroughly glad you enjoyed it. I'm considering writing more, with different monster girl preds in different situations. If I ever get around to it, I'll post 'em here :3
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Postby Bright » Sat Jul 28, 2012 4:17 pm

Ooh, I like monster girl predators.
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Postby Vision » Sun Jul 29, 2012 9:58 am

Very nicely done, I'd enjoy more/other stories like this - and I am a huge fan of female predators. :) Any chance you have plans to write some with longer vore parts to it?
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Postby Cuddlekins » Sun Jul 29, 2012 4:31 pm

Yeah, I'd like to brush up on my vore scenes. I feel like when writing stories like this, I need to embellish every detail to make it a a worthwhile experience for the reader, and perhaps elongating the event will just make it that much better :3
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Postby Vision » Sun Jul 29, 2012 9:48 pm

Definitely. As long as you keep it descriptive and interesting, extended vore scenes really do add to the story. ;)
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Added one more. Hopefully y'all find it enjoyable o:
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Postby Kharon » Mon Aug 06, 2012 6:16 pm

Lovely, both of them. It'd definitely have been a shame to miss it!
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Postby Cuddlekins » Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:51 pm

Thank you :3 I appreciate your having read through it, and I'm glad you enjoyed it X3

Also, reading over the second story, I felt like I rushed the last couple pages a bit, robbing you guys of a decent internal scene. That said, I've extended the story a bit, spending a bit more time in the lamia's tummy for you guys :3 Enjoy!
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Postby Vision » Wed Aug 08, 2012 8:03 am

Definitely some good stuff. Really love your internal scenes - have you considered doing a bit more on them? I.e. multiple (two or three) women who are, while not constrained, all struggling in a single stomach while giving the perspective of the female monster who swallowed them? It'd be a bit of a challenge to get two or three good vore scenes (not recycling each other), I'll admit, but if you could pull it off AND give a bit more as to what the predator does while her meals are struggling I would truly be amazed.

I'm not demanding this of you, but just a suggestion. You definitely seem like you have the potential to make a story like that. ;) Love the two stories you already have!
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That's actually an idea I've had. Not sure how to go about it, yet, but I'll do some brainstorming :3

Not sure when I'll write the next one. I'd like to write a more serious story for my friends, so it may be a bit ^^;
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Postby Vision » Sun Aug 12, 2012 5:54 pm

Cuddlekins wrote:That's actually an idea I've had. Not sure how to go about it, yet, but I'll do some brainstorming :3

Not sure when I'll write the next one. I'd like to write a more serious story for my friends, so it may be a bit ^^;


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