Bug was notorious for holding on to petty grievances, something that like a lot of her snobby classmate’s Cold Forecast learned a little too late, as by the time she had realized her transgression she was already cooked. The aloof assumptions and snide comments of her cliquey cabal earning her a one-way trip to a gollox’s digestive tract, as the bulbous beast barely even needed to see the blasé wave of Bug’s hand to begin lapping up the unprepared woman like a cat to milk. Cold barely a mewling morsel before its massive maw, as the formidable frog easily overpowered the smaller woman with a ravenous gleam in its gormless eyes.

A human-sized helping nothing new to the appetite-driven amphibian, as Bug had no qualms feeding her pompous peers to the titanic toad. Cold was now just going to be the most recent lump of lady lunch meat to give a stifled if spirited squirm in its stomach, as it slurped up the squealing schoolgirl with a lunging lick. The pathetic sound of her yelping enough to make Bug smirk at the short-lived spectacle, as it always bemused her how these smug and superior bitches always screamed when they were swallowed. The calm and couth facade discarded by the panicking pupil, as at this point the privately educated bitch was little more than bleating primate pork temptingly dangled in front of the Gollox’s broad snout.

Cold’s pedicured fingers desperately clawing against the voracious beast’s slimy skin, as she frantically attempted to wriggle her way out of the gollox’s gaping gob. There would be no escape though, as the moist noise of a gelatinous gulp rang out and Cold was completely consumed with a single unceremonious contraction. The ingestive interaction over in a matter of seconds, as the gollox shuffled its body with a ribbiting rustle in order to send its fidgeting female food down to where it belonged. The shuffling motion causing the blubbery bulk of its flabby frame to jiggle like jello, as the curled-up shape of Cold began to weakly twitch within its rubbery belly.

Bug running her hand over the quivering stomach as her pet’s snack settled in to stew with a nonchalant curiosity. She could feel a few disorientated kicks, though it was already quite clear that her pet’s distraught damsel dinner wasn’t going anywhere. Bug’s palm pressing against the worming bump of Cold’s head, before with a steady pressure she tucked the jibbering girl up tight, so that she would digest without any undue discomfort for the now lounging gollox. She would suffocate soon, they always did, as Bug had long since discovered that the Gollox was the perfect garbage disposal for those she couldn’t be bothered to bolt down.

Cold just another unjustly confident cunt, huffing the high of daddy’s money, something Bug was all too familiar with after transferring to Crystal prep, as every student and member of staff seemed to have been cut from the same cloth. Regardless when Snow had snubbed her about her idea for a charity raffle, it had been inevitable that she would end the day gurgling in a gut, as in the end all that cosmopolitan confidence always churned into chyme after a couple of hours stewing in a stomach. If Bug had not already indulged in a large breakfast, it would have been her belching up Snow’s last stale breath, but alas her full colon was currently preoccupied baking a different babe-sized indulgence down into her next bowel movement. Even so, she couldn’t help but taunt the toad’s tucked-away treat as though she were trapped within her own kneading gut.

“So focussed on your GPA, if you hadn’t been so busy brown-nosing Principal Cinch’s uptight arsehole, you might have realized that you will never be anything more than frog fat and a few forgotten logs.” Bug smirking, as she savoured how Cold writhed against her touch, clearly able to hear the goading if muffled words. It earned a jerking buck, but that didn’t go anywhere as Bug held the swollen stomach still, savouring the feisty protest of her pet’s prey. The tummy tantrum barely more than a tremble, but that didn’t matter, Bug instead leaning in and imparting one final comment before she left the gollox to sleep off its schoolgirl supper.

“And just between me and you... I wouldn’t have donated the steam off my shit to help you with your snooty fundraiser, now be a good girl and give up like the snuggly packed protein you are, and I will be seeing what’s left of you in the morning….” A firm press capping off the conversation, as Bug induced the gollox to burp, voiding its packed-away passenger’s limited air supply in a sloppy eruption. The slate snarfer not staying to watch the startled death spasms, as instead she flicked on the gollox’s heat lamp and sauntered out, keen to deal with the mounting pressure prodding against her pinched pucker…

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The gollox slurps up another student snack, this time it's Cold Forecast taking a tour of the pudgy frog's plumbing...

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