It is a beautiful Summer Wednesday afternoon, as you walk into the pool area of the country club. A perfect day to beat the heat. The pool area is also rather empty, being most are at work. A few stray swimmers doing laps, and a large arcanine woman submerged up to her chest in the deep end of the pool, arm on the edge of the pool as she sips a cocktail. You notice the large blue, twisting and turning tubes of the waterslide at one end of the pool. You decide that taking a ride down it into the pool would be a perfect way to cool off. As you walk over to the slide, the arcanine woman takes notice of you, her purple eyes seem to gleam as they take you in. She smiles at you; your chest flutters a bit and you feel your face go flush. You realize how beautiful she is. You decide you’ll come down the slide, then swim over and talk to her.

You clamber up the stairs, all the way to the top platform. Surprisingly there are a few other people up there waiting to go down. You wait for your turn, each time someone goes down, you hear them scream shortly after. You just brush it off as the slide just being exciting. You aren’t even really listening either, more focused on that woman. Trying to think of how you are going to approach her and break the ice. Going over pickup lines in your head, maybe compliment those eyes. You then realize that you are up there by yourself, and the slide is free. You head down feet first, into the dark blue tube. Your dry body is quickly coated in water, and pushed down by the waves of water. You go around two bends, your body now slicked with water and picking up speed as you glide down the plastic tubing You whip around the last bend, where the tube also opens up to the sunlight. You squint as the bright afternoon sun hits your eyes, but notice that the bottom isn’t clear. You cry out for them to look out, but as your eyes adjust to the sun and you open. It’s her! She looks up at you, with a devious expression and toothy grin. You notice her belly, its bloated and round. You can make out shifting and squirming bulges, realizing they are people; the ones who went just before you! She lowers down, and opens her mouth. Her large tongue flops out and saliva drips off it. You can see down into her dark, squeezing gullet. You cry out and desperately try to stop yourself, but your wet body can’t find any purchase on the slick plastic as you thrash about. You helplessly slide down, towards her awaiting maw…

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Shaleh gives one last swallow as the head of the last victim is pressed down into her stomach. Her stomach is massive and filled with pool goers from throughout the day. Her lunch of 4 people should tide her over until supper. The pit of her stomach and guts filled with half digested prey, bones and bathing suits from earlier snacks. She lazily swims back over to the deep end, and slurps back the rest of her cocktail. A wet burp flies from her lips, her lunch settling. She rubs over her stomach, before hefting herself and her huge stomach out of the pool. The few remaining guests stare in horror, or try their best not to as she towels herself off. Her towel jostles her massive belly around as she dries it. Her not so modest bikini strains to hold itself on her and the curves she’s added today. She struts over to an empty lounger and sets herself down, the legs bend and bow as the chair creaks under her weight. She sighs and lays back, putting her sunglasses on as her squirming belly gurgles. Muffled cries and whimpers can barely be heard over the noises of digestion. She rubs over her belly, and looks around her for another person.
“Now… To find someone to give me an oil massage~”

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Idk, kinda just wrote that as a spur of the moment. I won't pretend that I am any writer though. I have been wanting to pair some my drawings up with short stories.
I might give it an actual serious attempt sometime.

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