DJ Heavy Vore, or also known as HV to the members of the club had sat in her booth, playing her mixed tracks of popular songs. She was a little bit more at ease today, being no dancers had met a gruesome end. She couldn't quite understand the workings of the club, or how anyone would let themselves work in these conditions. She did know she had a dark side, and secretly enjoyed watching the cute boys and girls who worked there becoming helpless victims. She waved to the crowd as they cheered, and stood up to take a break. She let a few tracks she made beforehand play on a loop while she sat down to grab a drink.

A few people walked past her, carrying a large crate. Soil appeared to be falling out from the cracks. She tilted her head and wondered if a new plant was being delivered to be put on display. Whatever it was, it was huge. She grew curious, but didn't mind it. She grabbed herself a soda, and moved back up to the booth. She could hear the men talking from the large vent behind her. It led to the downstairs area where props and other things were kept. She waited for them to quit talking. They could be seen walking out of the club, and she continued to do her thing.

Inside the crate, boards began to snap. HV didn't hear anything as her music was kicked back up kind of loud. The tentacles slithered out, digging into the floor. A few explored around. Alice happened to walk by the dressing room, noticing one of the tentacles probing around. She smirked, and watched it enter the room. She didn't see who it snatched, but the blonde figure was wrapped up. The tentacle quickly yanked her back. Her toes wriggled, sticking out from the wrapping. Alice grinned and followed it back to the room with the crate. Alice stared up at the enormous flytrap that sat inside. She looked excitedly at it as it dropped the blonde girl into its mouth. Alice finally realized who it took. The mouth closed around the girl tightly. Her arm and face stuck out.

"A..Alice! Help me!", the girl shouted. Alice grinned, seeing the new girl she had just interviewed the night before.

"Why do the new people always seem to go first?", Alice asked. She reached out to the girl. The girl looked excited, but her expression changed to fear as Alice reached her hand into the flytrap's mouth and shoved the girl into it. The girls screams became muffled. Alice tried to pull her hand out, but was sucked up to the mouth. Her breasts pressed tightly to the plant. It was trying to eat her too. She shook her head, and yanked her arm out forcefully. A yellow digestive juice dripped from her arm. Her tight green arm sleeve had melted right off. She blinked, and laughed, turning to walk away. She closed the door so the tentacles wouldn't be able to break in, and had gone to wash up.

HV smiled as she played her music. Everybody on the dance floor loved her. The pole dancers danced to her music around the dance floor. People in the bar were getting up to go dance as well. HV did not notice the vent cover behind her sliding around. It fell over after a few moments of commotion that she had never heard. HV continued DJ'ing, holding her hand to her headphones as she worked it. Her body kind of moved to the beat as she mixed. A look of annoyance came over her face as everyone stopped dancing, and looked up at her.

"C'mon people, don't stop! Do you not like my---", she stopped as the tentacle probed over her mix board. She knew she was in trouble, and had to leave without thinking about it. She just turned, hoping to get away clean before anything could happen. Unfortunately, she ran straight into a barrage of tentacles. They reached for her. She squeeled as she tried to press her butt back against her mix table. The tentacle on the table reached around her from behind, wrapping around her stomach. She cried out, being caught. She looked down off the balcony, and stood on her table, and tried to jump. The tentacle held her back, being followed by more. They wrapped her. The crowd cheered, watching her about to become the victim of the unknown creature. They were a harsh crowd, not caring who was killed in this club. Not even their favorite DJ.

HV was pulled towards the vent. Her fingers grabbed around the outsides of the vent onto the wall. She cried out again as the tentacle around her stomach squeezed. It hurt so much. She pulled herself out somewhat, only overpowering it for a moment. The tentacle gave a tug twice as powerful as her grip. She quickly lost her grip, and hit the ground chest first. Her head laid sideways with her eyes halfway shut. The people went crazy, cheering as she was dragged into the vent, disappearing into the darkness. The people chanted. "Eat her, eat her, eat her!"

HV looked up at the large plant as she was held overtop of the flytrap. She was being held in the air by her waist. She hit at the tentacle, but did nothing to it. It lowered HV into the mouth. She smelled the sweet scent that was so luring. She began losing her senses, and smiled. The numbing feeling ran down through her entire body. The plant had some kind of vapor that made her calm. It also awakened the dark side in her. The side that enjoyed watching other dancers perish horrible deaths like what was coming for her.

"You heard them.. Eat me already. I'm ready for it. I can't wait actually. Churn me up, and turn me into your plant mush. I want to be your fertilizer, you stupid plant.. Fucking eat me! Just fucking--" She was cut off as the mouth of the flytrap clamped around her with a loud slap. Extremely sticky juices splattered out of the mouth, splattering against the walls. HV grinned inside of the plant. She gripped at the silky walls of the mouth. The sticky green juices squished against her. She felt holes emerging in her leather pants. The slime made the belt stick tightly to her waist. She enjoyed the uncomfortable feeling. Her butt was squished to the back side of the mouth. Her purple highlights begun to dissolve somewhat, and her lipstick and eye liner completely melted away. Her mouth gaped open as she enjoyed every bit of this. The lacing at her breasts begun to pop off, exposing a lot of her body. Her pants and top started to melt away in various spots. The juices seeped into her pants and top. She squirmed in delight. The sweet scent made this even better for her. The dark side of her was going to let her die like this, and love every second of it.

"Get out of my head!", she screamed. The pleasure and her own voice ceased to run wild in her head. All of the focus had come back to her. Her hypnotized state was left behind along with her dark side. She was back to herself. She looked around, and screamed now. She cried and struggled. She was no better than the dancers who had become helpless meals. Her clothes continued to melt in various spots, and her skin tingled. She was close to her end and she knew it. She was so scared. She clawed at the walls of the creature. The walls grew tougher, and her body just kind of slipped in lower. Her arms felt so weak, and she could barely lift them. Her headphones were pressed tightly to her head. There was no room to even twitch. The final stage of her digestion was about to take place. She screamed in terror as her skin began to burn. The sensation was so strong. Her body shook as she tried to struggle. Her fingers and toes curled up tightly as she was dying right there. She managed to tilt her head up to stare at the small light coming from the mouth. Her neck burned hard now. She closed her eyes, beginning to accept her fate. She gave up all her struggles, and let herself become nutrients for the plant.

She had blacked out after a while. The digstion hadn't eaten her away yet, but any moment it would. A cold feeling came over her, waking her up for a moment. She slipped in and out. The mouth of the plant had opened up as Mandal inspected his new toy. He notived HV inside and grinned.

"Already got the DJ, huh?", Mandal spoke. He was about to let the mouth close up. HV pushed her feet against the meaty walls. Her slippery body slid up a hair. Her eyes peered down. She saw herself moving! She tried again. She had closed her eyes as the juices rolled over her eye lids. She kept them closed tight so not to have her eyes dissolved. Mandal stared in surprise as she fought. She eased up more and more, just using her boots. She finally emerged from the small opening in the mouth the cat had made. He opened the mouth more for her, watching her head and chest emerge. The plant finally opened up all the way, spilling out HV with all the built up juices it used to try and digest her. She cried out, and looked up.

The crowd outside cheered. The knew it was over by now. The cute little DJ was dead to them. They scattered after a while though, going to the bar or watching the pole dancers. HV had walked to the dressing room to apply new eye liner and lipstick. Her clothes were sticky and torn, still dripping with juices. Outside, the people continued along as if nothing had happened. The club's music had died down slowly, and caught their attention. HV approached the booth in her tattered sticky clothes, staring down at all of the people. The shocked people all looked back up at her.

"You thought I was dead and gone.. Cheered at me like I was a piece of meat, and enjoyed watching me meet my end like the others you loved to watch. I'm here to stay. I'm not mad at you for enjoying it. I'm just mad that you stopped dancing!" As she said that, the bass vibrated the walls for a long moment, and she put her hands to her sticky panel, moving a switch up. She started to mix a new song up. In complete shock, nobody danced for a moment. A few of the people looked to eachother, then finally danced to her music.

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